Yan frantically sucked on Procion’s dick. He not only sucked hard enough to hollow his cheeks but also used his tongue to lick the dick thoroughly. Though he wasn’t sure what the punishment would be specifically, he didn’t want to suffer anything worse. However, satisfying both men simultaneously was difficult.
“Don’t squeeze too tight. I’ll penetrate you well even without all this fussing.”
Sirius began thrusting in earnest. He grabbed Yan’s pelvis and thrust his hips with enough force to make a slapping sound. Each thrust made Yan’s vision flash. Pleasure undulated like a blanket wrapping around his sanity. Now Yan didn’t even try to hold back, swaying his hips.
“Mmph, unngh… hmm.”
“Taking it so well. Does it feel that good?”
The vibration in his throat sounded almost like an affirmative response. Procion ruffled Yan’s red hair as if praising him. Perhaps gaining confidence from this, Yan sucked the dick more eagerly. It was quite adorable how he struggled to open his throat, trying to swallow all the way to the base.
The hand stroking Yan’s head moved down his protruding neck vertebrae to his shoulder blades. Due to bending over to suck, the protruding bones caught on his fingertips. The hand that had been patting him like a good dog suddenly changed, scratching his skin.
“Ah!”
It wasn’t particularly painful, but the sudden stimulation made his body curl up. Sirius reprimanded him:
“Yan, if you tighten your hole like that, I can’t penetrate you properly. Try to relax.”
Yan consciously tried to relax his body. Over Yan’s struggling form, the two men conversed.
“I’m about to come. We should tie him up.”
“Tie him up? Where, you don’t mean…”
“Why are you so surprised? It’s not like you haven’t seen it before.”
“But that would be too pitiful for Yan.”
Despite saying this, Sirius was still thrusting hard enough to make slapping sounds. Swaying like someone caught in waves, Yan thought, ‘If you really pitied me, you’d thrust more gently.’ Of course, with his mouth full of dick, he couldn’t say this.
“Ngh! Hnnngh…!”
Just then, Sirius directly stimulated a sensitive spot. Yan arched his back and trembled violently. This caused Procion’s dick to slip out of his mouth. A mixture of precum and saliva stretched between them like a thread.
“Ah!”
“I really think we should tie him up.”
Procion muttered as he firmly gripped Yan’s chin and lifted it. Perhaps due to the angle from which he was looking down, he seemed even more intimidating than usual. Yan couldn’t help but plead with a sob.
“I’m sorry. I’ll do better… I don’t want to be tied up.”
He didn’t want to feel that sensation of his urethra about to burst again. Fortunately, Sirius defended him from behind.
“There’s no need to tie him up.”
“We’ll see about that.”
Muttering something indecipherable, Procion pulled Yan toward him. This caused the dick that had been moving in and out of his hole to slip out completely, and his position changed. Now Yan was lying on his back looking at the ceiling instead of being on all fours.
Before he could react, someone grabbed his pelvis and pressed a dick against the cleft of his buttocks. The sensation of the slick glans with precum leaking slightly was vivid.
“What are you doing?”
Judging by Sirius’s protest, it must be Procion. He shamelessly spread Yan’s buttocks and retorted:
“Using his mouth wasn’t satisfying enough. Since I’m the one who trained this body, I should get to enjoy it too, shouldn’t I?”
Ahhh… A groan escaped involuntarily. If he was going to insert it, he should just thrust in at once—the slow penetration was more torturous. The thickest part mercilessly dug into the tender flesh. Suppressed moans escaped through lips bitten tight.
Just then, with a soft sound, something touched his lips. Startled, he opened his eyes wide to see a handsome man with black hair.
“Are you okay?”
“…Ah, yes. Yes, I’m fine…”
Yan responded in a dazed voice. A peck on the lips… Though it wasn’t quite a kiss, it was still a bird kiss! Thinking back, he’d been spanked and had his chest fondled, but they hadn’t actually kissed. Inappropriately for the situation, his heart fluttered with sweetness.
“Why that expression?”
“It’s just, my chest feels tingly.”
The words came out exactly as he thought them. Yan felt dreamily hazy. Considering how he had obediently drunk the blood earlier, perhaps he was really in a dream?
“-Gasp!”
However, as if to remind him of reality, Procion thrust deeply. The tight hole squelched as it accepted the dick. It was a physiological rejection, but it only inflamed the man’s desire further. When Yan could only gasp for breath as the dick thrust forcefully as if to pierce through his stomach…
“Eek!”
Sirius twisted Yan’s nipple. Surprised, Yan couldn’t speak but asked with his eyes, ‘Why are you doing this?’ As if understanding, Sirius answered:
“Didn’t you say your chest felt tingly?”
“Ah, no, that’s not what I meant…!”
There was no chance to resist. Sirius bent down toward Yan’s upper body and sucked on his nipple. Yan inhaled sharply and writhed.
“I’m sorry for not understanding, Yan.”
Sirius, who said this, had a surprisingly ascetic face, making it hard to believe he was the same man fondling both of Yan’s breasts. Yan shook his head and belatedly resisted, but Sirius didn’t remove his hands. Instead, he firmly rubbed his dick against Yan’s chest.
“Ah, haa, ah…”
The sensation of dicks touching both his upper and lower body was vivid. It even felt like he could sense their pulses. Yan looked down at his own body in disbelief. Above, Sirius was rubbing his dick against his chest, while below, thrusting was in full swing. Since Procion had placed Yan’s right leg on his shoulder, the penetration was even deeper. Simultaneously, when Sirius twisted Yan’s left nipple, Yan couldn’t help but ejaculate.
“Did you come already, Yan?”
“That’s why I said we should tie him up.”
This was the conversation between the two men over Yan, who was still trembling from the aftershocks of his orgasm. Yet the dicks moved so diligently that Yan had to feel another wave of pleasure without a chance to calm down. It felt like being forcibly put on a wave named pleasure.
“Hn, hnn, no, no… I don’t want to come again…”
“Your nipples are so swollen and yet you say you don’t want it? This time, try to hold back, Yan. You can do it.”
“I can’t. I’m telling you I can’t…”
Yan felt like he might burst into tears. Pleasure rushing in without a moment’s rest! His hole, stimulated continuously, felt completely loosened. As if not caring about his condition, Procion lightly slapped Yan’s thigh.
“Are you trying to embarrass me? If you can’t even endure this much, how does that reflect on me, your teacher?”
“But…”
Yan sniffled. Every time his thigh was hit, the vibration traveled to his hole, which felt both good and torturous.
“Alright, how about this. If you can make one of us come first, I’ll give you a reward. But if you come again before that, there will be punishment.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the rough thrusting began again, leaving Yan unable to say anything. Well, he didn’t have a choice from the beginning anyway. Even in the midst of being rocked violently, Yan thought this was somehow advantageous for him.
‘I’ve already come once, and they haven’t yet.’
But what Yan overlooked was that the stimulation pouring into him was doubled.
“Look at this, Yan. Your semen from earlier splashed all the way up here.”
Sirius said this while scratching down Yan’s chest with his nail. Procion picked up on his words:
“With fluid flowing from his nipples, they’re really like breasts, aren’t they? If we develop them diligently, maybe real milk will come out someday?”
“Let’s try.”
Murmuring this, Sirius sucked on Yan’s nipple. Yan was horrified but couldn’t help trembling with pleasure. Everything from the gentle biting of his nipple to the licking around it felt too good. The situation down below was no different.
Procion now placed Yan’s left leg on his shoulder as well. Thanks to this, the point of connection was fully visible. The thick dick was penetrating deep inside. Perhaps because he had just been taken by Sirius, surprisingly it didn’t hurt much. But there was something even more surprising.
“Look, that soft dick is getting hard again.”
Procion said with a snicker. True to his words, Yan’s dick was becoming erect again. Though not particularly firm—likely because he had already climaxed once—Yan could clearly feel blood rushing to his lower body.
“Th-this is, well…”
“It seems Yan prefers having his chest touched?”
Before Yan could make excuses, Sirius asked. Procion answered instead.
“No, it’s because I fucked him so well.”
The two men moved competitively without waiting for the other. Procion thrust precisely into Yan’s sensitive spots, while Sirius gently but persistently caressed his chest. Now Yan felt like his entire body was melting, not just his hole. He tried to regain his senses, but with the continuous stimulation without a moment’s pause, he simply couldn’t recover his rationality.
Ahh, mmm, ungh…! It was hard to recognize who this man was, making such lewd moans. Normally, even during sex, he would have tried to maintain some dignity, but now there was no room for that. Yan now cried and flailed without restraint. It was difficult even to do that, with his scratching hands held by Sirius and his curling toes and ankles gripped by Procion.
“Ah. Ah, ah…!”
Was it from having his nipples twisted, or was the decisive blow from being penetrated so deeply that the testicles touched his buttocks? For a moment, everything went white before his eyes, and he truly lost his mind. With his limbs restrained from above and below, he could only raise his waist. His body, curved like a crescent moon, twitched repeatedly.
