Nod yes

Ethan nods his head yes.

The presence behind him shifts, familiar fingertips reaching out and caressing his sides. The touch makes him quiver, his pace faltering. Charlie notices the slow down, letting out a soft whine, but she doesn't seem to spot the shadow looming behind Ethan. Or maybe she does, and doesn't care.

As the hands caress him, Ethan feels a poke against his ass, the figure taking up a position directly behind him. Each backward draw of his hips bumps his butt against the poking point, a small bit of warm liquid smearing onto him. Swallowing hard, Ethan braces himself as he realizes what's happening.

"HNNN!" He winces as his ass is pierced, a throbbing cock burying itself inside. His pace breaks completely as a bone-rattling shudder rolls through him, seizing him up. Gasping, he tries to collect himself, but the hot slab of meat deep inside of his ass is making it quite difficult. Charlie lets out a begging whine, reminding Ethan he's got a job to do. Taking a shaky breath, he harden himself and starts to move.

He's moving slower now, his old pace impossible. The figure behind him, and the cock inside him, are in the way. And yet, the feeling of being stuffed full is driving him wild. Moaning, he drives himself back and forth, forcing himself deep into Charlie one way, and back hard onto the cock behind him the other. The caressing fingers find his hips, holding on tight, and soon the figure starts making subtle movements of their own. Their thrusts work in time with Ethan's tilting forward each time he impales himself, pushing into him just a bit deeper.

The feeling makes Ethan's cock throb painfully. His prostate is being played with just right, an orgasm well on its way.

Down below Charlie lets out a sharp cry, her body trembling. Around his already due to burst cock he feels her gush, cumming again. The feeling makes Ethan's muscles clench, and behind him, he hears the same sharp cry. Blinking, he thinks his mind must be playing tricks on him, but can't dwell on it, feeling his brain turning to mush. Panting, he keeps his hips moving, fucking the still-trembling Charlie while being fucked himself. The unseen prick inside of him seems to be swelling, fattening, and the voice in the dark is making more delightfully depraved sounds.

Charlie buries her face into his shoulder, her hands clawing at his back. The hands on his hips scratch him as well, holding tight as they pump their hips faster. Ethan lets out a sharp cry, feeling himself and his ass starting to break. His cock hurts, needing to explode, with his balls just about to give out themselves. Eyes fluttering, he feels a surge of heat blast through him, forcing out a depraved groan of orgasmic pleasure.

Thick, sticky cum erupts from his swollen crown, an impossible load that is simply too large. Shuddering, he keeps fucking Charlie, pounding his cum deep into her, while at the same time back up on the fat cock fucking him. Behind him, he hears a shuddering gasp, and seconds later an explosion of heat goes off inside him. Moaning, he feels a load even bigger than his fill him, liquid fire spurting deep up into his belly. Down below Charlie lets out a shrill whine, her body going limp. Ethan keeps fucking her for a few more seconds, milking both himself and the other cock dry before he rests himself.

When he does, he goes limp, exhaustion hitting him like a ton of bricks. Breathing hard, he feels Charlie below him heaving, trying to catch her own breath. Wincing, he feels the still hard cock yank out from him, cum oozing out of his spent ass. Glancing over his shoulder, he catches sight of the figure behind him, their face obscured by shadow. It's only when the turn to leave does enough light bath their face for Ethan to confirm what he knew.

Ashley.

She staggers away, swaying, lost in a daze.

Once she's gone, Ethan lets out a sigh, feeling his head spinning. He's fading, and about to lose consiousness.