Round Two: Gangbang

“Where's the lube?” Julia asks, as she slowly withdraws from my throat, and then from my mouth. Juno motions casually to the nightstand beside my bed. I don't recall having lubricant in my nightstand, but this isn't just my bedroom anymore.

As soon as Julia moves toward it, Enrique steps up, grabbing my head in both hands. I look up as his cock slaps down onto my mouth, and I open. He rolls his hips, sliding down until the crown touches my lips, and then Enrique thrusts to the hilt.

The scent of jasmine and oleander mingles with the warm musk in the air, and I lift my hips immediately. My eyes focused on Enrique, I shift my hips backwards and upwards, reorienting myself for group use. One slim-fingered hand slaps down.

I gasp, inhaling sharply around Enrique's cock, as Julia spanks me hard, but not too hard. She strokes my stricken cheek a moment later. Her voice was warm and light, lacking condescension, offering only verbal reinforcement, “Good boy, slut!”

Then, oiled fingers sliding down the crease of my ass, over my hole. I moan on Enrique's cock as I continue stroking my little brother and little sister. His hips move in fast, smooth thrusts, swaying me bodily as Julia's fingers slide inside me.

“Absolutely not doing this without appropriate preparation,” Julia murmurs, as her first two fingers slide as far in as she can drive them, then out, and then back in. I arch, moaning on Enrique's cock, as Julia drives her fingers in, and searches.

“Good,” Enzo nods, “we wouldn't invite you if we thought you were like that.” Julia's fingers continued to move inside of me, adding a third, though she didn't seem inclined to add more. Instead, she flexed her fingers, stretching them far apart.

A moment later, Juno's fingers slide out of me, and my spine arches as her thick cock slides in. My eyes flutter as she slides across my prostate, and I stare up at Enrique, moaning louder around his cock. I flex my fingers harder on Enzo and Juno.

“Fucking hell, look at that faggot!” Hiro groans with arousal, “Handling four big fucking cocks at once, not even an ounce of hesitation, no resistance at all!” I would beckon him if I had a way to service his cock, too, just to prove how right he is.

Absent a cunt, I can't handle five cocks at, literally, the exact same moment. Focusing on what I can achieve, I suck as hard as I can on Enrique, as his cock slams into my mouth. He saws his meat across the length of my tongue, hilt-deep, then out.

I feel Julia adding more lube to her cock, her shaft sliding even easier in. Her pace accelerates, and she begins fucking into me just as hard as she took my mouth. I groan, helplessly, as Enrique and Julia force me to literally bounce between them.

“That's it, slut, take those cocks!” Hiro growls, and I can see him between and behind Enrique and Enzo, stroking himself, eager and hard. His expression is a mask of arousal, lust, and an impressive amount of respect, for my ability to handle it.

“Fuck, yes, look at him go, Juno!” Enzo growls the words to his twin, though they're aimed down at me. I sway hard, using the muscles in my calves and thighs to drive my flesh in coordination with the driving slams into my body from each side.

“You're enjoying this, aren't you, faggot?” Juno growls at me directly, and I moan loud in affirmation. There's a serenity, a marvellous peace, in knowing what you are and where you belong. I clamp my lips, and just flex the muscles inside my ass.

I know my mouth is better than my ass, and not just because I have a tongue in one of those and not the other. My muscle control over my ass isn't near as refined as my mouth. I've been putting things in my mouth all my life. It's called eating.

As my body sways, I can feel the differentiation between the pace Julia sets in my ass, and the one Enrique is setting in my mouth. I start to bob my head proactively, in time with his thrusts, to increase the pace of my mouth moving on his cock.

“Fuck, he's sucking like he hasn't eaten in four hours!” Enrique groans as he feels my mouth picking up the pace on him, encouraging acceleration. “All right, slut, calm down!” His hips accelerate, and my body begins to sway more forcefully.

I moan appreciatively, adjusting the motion of my fingers, wrapped around Enzo and Juno. They have the most stamina, and I want to wear them down before they reach my mouth. I stroke hard, matching the pace of Enrique and Julia, now.

“Gods, look at him taking it, Enzo!” Juno purrs the words, loud and enthusiastic, her voice sweet, and heavy with lust.

“So fucking proud of you, faggot!” Enzo offers, directly to me, his voice a low, warm growl. I moan on Enrique as his cock slides out, attempting to tighten and relax my ass for Julia in similar waves. As Enrique slams in, I breathe in their musk.

I can feel my own arousal, bubbling and blossoming, under the onslaught of pressure across my prostate and my vagus nerve. My eyes flutter up at Enrique, moaning louder for him, as I work to develop more effective control around Julia.

Even as mine bubbles like an aphrodisiac in my brain, I swallow around Enrique, as his balls slap against my reddened chin. Julia left me pink, but Enrique's restraint is letting my face recover from Julia's harder, more slap-happy pacing.

“Think he can take two of us in his ass at the same time?” Enrique asks. I blink and stare up at him, but Enzo and Juno both chuckle, shaking their heads. I don't have to worry about my ass getting overstretched, since they are here to protect me.

“As large as our cocks are, best we not double-stuff him!” Juno answers, and Enrique grunts an acknowledgement even as his hips continue to jackhammer against my mouth. I moan around him, sucking as best I can while he's fucking my face.

“Guess I'll just have to wait for my second turn, til Julia stuffs his ass!” Enrique growls with arousal, and I can feel his cock start to pulse. He won't be much longer before the second serving of my dessert will get pumped directly into my throat.