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“Satan, fuck!”
“Yes, oh, fucking Hell, yes!”
“Mh—mh—mhh—mmmfh!”
The Erics’ cries bled together in a sinful three-part harmony of overwhelming pleasure. Eric was nearly in tears as the other Erics penetrated him, stretching his arsehole and his mouth around thick, dripping cocks. He coughed as Eric pushed her length deeper down his throat, and the cough transformed into a strangled moan as Eric wrapped their hand around his cock, but not before grazing their fingers over his hole where they were penetrating him, folding him in half on his back.
Eric pulled her cock out of his mouth and rubbed it over his wet lips, slapping him lightly with it.
“Eric, fuck, I can’t—” he gasped.
Eric slapped his arse, jolting him up the bed and forcing Eric’s cock deeper down his throat. “Eric, you will,” they growled.
“Eric, you are our good little slut,” Eric said, slipping her cock into his mouth again and pulling on one of his hair horns. “Isn’t that right?”
“Mmfh, mmhm,” Eric answered, unable to get the words out around his mouthful. The other Erics made eye contact with each other over his folded body and laughed mirthlessly.
“Oh, Eric,” Eric said, thrusting into the tight cavity of Eric’s arsehole harder, “that’s very funny. Very good. He can’t respond.”
Eric chuckled at them, acting like Eric wasn’t even there. “He’s just our little toy, isn’t he?” she said, stroking an idle hand over Eric’s stretched and aching jaw without looking at him. “And toys don’t need to speak.”
“You’re so right,” Eric said, their voice strained as they sped up their thrusts. “I wonder if he’s enjoying this?”
“MMMPHH!” Eric shouted, his helpless noises sending vibrations down Eric’s cock.
The Erics laughed some more. It was getting Eric terribly aroused, this whole degradation and ignoring thing. He could be a good toy, but his pride wouldn’t let him not put up a bit of a fight. He tried to reach up and push Eric away, trying to tear his mouth away from her cock, but she caught his hands before he could touch her, and she wrapped strong fingers around his wrists, holding him still.
“Ah, ah, ah,” she scolded. “You’re a very bad demon, Eric.”
“Tsk tsk,” said Eric. “How ever shall we punish him?”
The only comfort Eric felt was that their voice sounded rough and low, like they were holding back a shout. He clenched tight around their cock and felt it pulse inside him.
“Hmm,” Eric said, thrusting her cock in and out of his mouth, fucking his face ruthlessly. “How about we come a few times, but don’t let him?”
“Ooh,” Eric said, eyes lighting up, “I like the way you think, darling.” They finally looked down and made eye contact with Eric. “What do you think, bad boy?”
Eric pasted on his most fearful expression, eyes wide and glistening with tears. He pulled lightly on Eric’s grip around his wrists, but she held tighter. He was folded in half and being stuffed from both ends, completely at the Erics’ mercy. It didn’t matter what he thought.
“Very well. You are not to come, Eric,” said Eric, stroking his face lightly and feeling where the other Eric’s cock protruded in his cheek. Tough she had slowed down on the face-fucking, Eric was keeping her cock wonderfully warm. Then Eric withdrew their hand and placed it on the underside of his thigh, pushing his leg up even more and driving deeper into his hole, nailing his prostate with such force it was almost painful. They looked across at the other Eric. “Eric?”
“Yes?” Eric said tightly, gritting her teeth at the pleasure of using Eric’s mouth.
“Orgasm number one, here we come,” said Eric, smirking as they picked up the speed and power of their thrusts.
Eric smirked right back at Eric, shoving her cock back down Eric’s throat with a laughing moan.
Here we go, Eric thought, and braced himself for a long night of being used and abused. No complaints from me.