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.
“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.