Go right

You hurry down the right-hand corridor, one hand stroking your cock while the other fondles your balls, the pleasure so intense that you stagger and stumble, a breathless sob catching in your throat, because no matter how much your touch yourself, your salvation remains elusive. You can't cum.

You throw yourself around a corner and fall to your knees before a trio of small, goblin-sized demons. Their skin is blood-red, their eyes golden, and each one has nubby black horns, tiny black bat wings, and a long, prehensile tail. They can't be more than four feet tall, but as they look at you, their cocks growing hard, you don't even wonder if they might be underage. Their expressions speak of centuries of carnal experience.

You turn your attention to their most distinguishing features - their cocks - because that is the only difference between them . One has a long, thin cock, one has a short, thick cock, and the third has an average-sized cock, though it looks covered in strange bumps and ridges.

"Please," you moan. "Fuck me."

The one with the long cock chuckles. "Looks like someone got a taste of demon cum, boys. This ought to be fun."

"Me first!" shouts Shorty.

"No, me," Knobby says, shoving them both out of his way.

Slim grabs them both by the tails and yanks them back. "Why don't we let the human choose?" he says. "Or I'll break both your necks and fuck him myself." The other two grumble in agreement, then look expectantly at you.