Muffled moans escaped from his mouth still filled with the dick. Displeased with this, Procion lightly slapped his cheek.
“Do it properly.”
Yan tried to ignore the tickling sensation and concentrated on the fellatio. He gently bit the base, worked his way up the dick. When sucking the glans, he did it as if kissing. It seemed effective as precum flowed.
When Sirius withdrew his dick, the hole reflexively contracted. This ended up tightly squeezing the dildo that remained inside. At the same time, the vibrator moved downward. Sirius was vibrating his stomach.
“Hngh.”
Yan swallowed his moans and diligently sucked Procion’s dick. His jaw ached so much that tomorrow’s meal would likely have to be oatmeal. Still, he had to move properly to make him ejaculate quickly. He shook his head and sucked the dick with slurping sounds.
Procion pulled his hips back slightly before thrusting again. The glans jabbed all the way to his throat. Just as physiological gagging rose, semen erupted. Yan gulped down the semen while his Adam’s apple bobbed.
“Haah…”
When the dick finally slipped out, saliva and semen mixed together in stretching threads. Procion looked at Yan’s lips covered in semen.
“Master, thank you for the milk…”
He can now say such cute things with those lips. He thought this with a smile. Yan’s lack of patience remained a flaw, but he was confident he could fix it through training. After all, training a dog required patience, and both Procion and Sirius had plenty of time to spare.
“Master, now can I… can I cum too?”
“Why, Yan? You wanted to play with toys.”
“We can play more with him.”
“N-no. I don’t want toys anymore…”
Yan wailed that he would never masturbate on his own again. Looking down at him, the twins thought the same thing:
‘Even if he’s behaving now, who knows what trouble he’ll cause next.’
But they rather liked seeing his large frame begging so vulnerably. Sirius opened his mouth.
“You may come.”
“…!”
At the same time, Procion stroked Yan’s dick. He arched his back and opened his mouth. The long-awaited pleasure of ejaculation was so intense that he couldn’t even moan. Even after emptying all his semen, Yan just breathed heavily without speaking.
Sirius and Procion gathered his collapsed body. First, they laid him down properly. To prevent him catching cold from his wet body, they covered him with a blanket. “We really are good masters.” Though Sirius didn’t respond to this remark, he nodded slightly in agreement.
“Yan, when homework is finished, one should receive a reward, right?”
“Yes…”
But he hadn’t completed his homework. He felt pathetic for not being able to hold out just a few more hours. Procion patted Yan’s head as he wallowed in self-loathing.
“Today’s a day off, right? Let’s get some sleep and then receive plenty of rewards.”
“B-but I didn’t finish my homework in the end.”
“Consider it encouragement to do well next time.”
“…Yes, thank you.”
Though the reward and punishment seemed to be essentially the same thing, Yan didn’t question it. Thanks to the men filling both his sides, the bedroom finally felt complete. He belatedly realized that he had been lonely for the past six days, not just physically aroused.
“Welcome back…”
Procion made a deflating sound as if thinking “what nonsense.” Sirius responded.
“Yes. Did you do well without us, Yan?”
“Yes.”
Though he had been a little lonely, it was fine now.
Having completely dispelled his sexual desire, Yan began to doze off. Sleep was coming over him. What kind of dream would he have this time? At least he wouldn’t have a wet dream. With that thought, Yan drifted into sweet sleep.
How to Become a Sadist’s Lover (Side Story)