Harry nodded. “Yes, let’s do this. God, why is this turning me on so much?”

“We find it best not to ask questions,” Fred said, waving his wand and ridding Harry of his clothes completely. He took on a startling serious look. “How far are you willing to go, Harry? Hand stuff? Oral? Anal?”

Harry’s stomach jolted again. “A-all of that. All of that sounds good, I mean.”

“Excellent,” Fred and George said together.

“Tell us red, or slap us on the thigh if you need to take a break,” George said, before tapping the ribbon with his wand.

Immediately the ribbon shifted so that Harry’s legs were spread apart, and his wrists were tied to the headboard.

“He makes such a pretty picture, doesn’t he, George?”

“I’ll say,” George agreed. “Do you want his arse or his mouth? Or are we sharing?”

Harry gulped at the thought of them sharing. The idea of them both fucking his arse at the same time was as exciting as it was daunting.

“I don’t think our little Harry is quite ready for that,” Fred mused, patting Harry’s thigh.

“I’m not opposed to the idea,” Harry spoke up.

“Shush, you,” Fred scolded gently, spanking the inside of Harry’s thigh as punishment. “You can take his arse, George, I’m feeling generous.”

“There’s plenty of him to go around,” George countered. “A sassy mouth like his must be brilliant at sucking cock.”

The way Fred and George spoke about him, like an object who wasn’t even in the room, somehow only turned Harry on even more. All he wanted to do was be used by them and please them.

“Oh, before we begin,” Fred said, tapping the ribbon to wrap around the base of Harry’s cock to keep him from coming.

“Fuck,” Harry hissed, eyes falling shut at the sensation. Never in his fantasies had he thought that submitting like this would feel so good.

“I thought we’d told you to be quiet,” George reprimanded teasingly. “Fred, I think you ought to put that mouth to better use.”

Fred came round the side of the bed, lowering his trousers and freeing his cock. It wasn’t especially long, but it was deliciously thick.

Harry opened his mouth, tongue swiping over the head and dipping into the slit. Fred pushed forwards just as George settled between Harry’s thighs and slid a slick finger inside of him.

Harry groaned around Fred’s length at the dual sensation, of Fred’s cock thick and heavy on his tongue, and George’s finger moving inside him. George swiftly added a second finger, and Harry could scarcely concentrate on Fred at the same time.

“You’re distracting him, George,” Fred tutted.

When George added a third finger, and Harry had to stop sucking just to embrace the blissful stretch.

“Well, you know what to do,” George shot back. “Not my fault I’m so good with my hands.”

Fred wound his fingers through Harry’s hair. “Looks like you need a helping hand, hmm, Harry? Keep your mouth open for me like a good boy.”

Fred began to pump his hips forwards, just as George pulled out his fingers and replaced them with his cock.

Harry whimpered around Fred’s cock, the vibrations from the noise causing Fred to groan loudly.

His cock was positively aching now, but he was too helpless to do anything about it. He was too tightly bound, and was being too thoroughly used by Fred and George, to even think about trying to escape the bondage. It was absolute ecstasy.

Fred and George thrust into him over and over, his mouth and arse so full of them. Harry’s mind could scarcely handle the dual onslaught, and settled on simply making him feel like he was floating on cloud nine.

They came at the same time, both moaning as they released inside of him, and it was only then that they finally released the ribbon from his cock. One of them stroked his length, and that was all it took until he was spilling his own release with a cry on his lips.

The ribbon was untied from the rest of the body, but Harry felt too utterly spent to move. The world felt brighter, and he smiled widely as two identical faces looked down at him.

“Enjoying yourself?” Fred asked with a grin.

“I reckon we fucked him to oblivion,” George said. “You good, Harry?”

“Never better,” Harry said, and even his own voice sounded distant. “You definitely did something wonderful to my head.”

“Never would have took you for such a subslut, Harry,” Fred said. “But that’s exciting news for us.”

“Let’s get you some water and chocolate, and we’ll try and get to the party without it looking like you’re still lost in subspace,” George added. “Told you, Fred, we’re too good at what we do.”

Later, at the party, nobody was aware of what had transpired upstairs, and nobody noticed when Harry disappeared with Fred and George again at the end of the night.

Oh, UNF!!! This was so seriously hot, and I loved how you captured the twins here!

WOW! This is delicious! I love the little touch of aftercare right at the end, it's nice to see it in a BDSM fic. :)