ionately

For twenty minutes, the twins work me into readiness, preparing me to receive their meat, until I feel Enzo's crown touch to my perineum. A heartbeat later, Juno's crown presses against my hole, and her fingers tangle into my hair, pulling taut.

“You ready to be put to use, faggot?” Juno asks, murmuring in my ear, pulling my hair hard enough to make my spine arch and lift my face upward. Enzo's fingers wriggle into my hair as well, drying his fingers before sliding them down my sides.

As his fingers clamp into an iron grip on my hips, Juno pulls my hair harder and Enzo pushes on my hips. Juno's hips sway forward at the same moment, and like butter, her cock slides all the way to the hilt before I know she's started her thrust.

“I-I ... oh!” words spill from my lips in surprise, as her hips touch down gently against my ass, having ground completely across my prostate on the way in. “Wow ...” I feel my cheeks colouring pink with embarrassment at the pleasant feeling.

Before I can say more, Juno's hips are already withdrawing, and Enzo's are rising. His thighs tense underneath mine, his feet set his soles firm to the floor and he thrusts up into me. My eyes flutter and widen, and I stare only up at the ceiling.

“Hhoo ... oh, fuck,” I murmur involuntarily, shivering in pleasure as Enzo's thick shaft grinds from crown to base across my prostate. His hips touch my cheeks only for the briefest, lightest connection before he's withdrawing himself again.

Juno slides in as Enzo draws himself out, their cocks like two pistons using the same hole at different angles, somehow. As they start to fuck me, ionate and tender, Enzo's fingers knead the musculature of my ass, as Juno pulls my hair hard.

“Good, faggot?” Juno murmurs in my ear, as she bends over me, driving herself in and then swaying back out as smooth as an oval, fluidic as a stream. Enzo's thrusts are just the same, no hard smack or cruel drive, only this flawless tandem fuck.

I can only offer a murmured affirmation as the twins plough my hole for themselves, never overwhelming me. Never too hard, never too fast, Juno pouring more lubricant onto her own prick, sharing it with Enzo's cock in the course of the act.

My hole flexes and stretches, loosened by fingers that spent more than the time needed, making sure I was ready for them to use me. The melodic purring of their pleasure is the only sound filling my ears, other than my own helpless moaning.

“You're enjoying this, aren't you, little faggot whore?” Enzo teases me, as his cock slides in. “You're liking being the family whore, don't you, you filthy little fag?” The leading question does nothing to stop me from a helpless moan of confession.

“You're going to cum all over me before Juno and I are anywhere near to our release, aren't you? Dirty little whore,” Enzo teases me, as he drives in and withdraws as Juno drives in, their thrusts alternating in perfect synchronicity, using me.

“You're going to lick your own cum up off him even as we continue fucking you,” Juno murmurs in my ear, keeping hold of my hair, pulling it hard enough that it hurts. I wonder if Amy told them about my masochism, or if they just knew that.

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