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pupplaylogan · 5 months ago

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Resolutions

Chapter One: Countdown

Pairing: Analoceitmus

Content: Orgasm Denial, Cock Cages, Chastity, Dom/sub, Hardcore Dominance and Submission, Boot Worship, No-Touch, Bondage, Sensory Deprivation, Watersports, Omorashi, Piss Play, Degradation, Humiliation, CBT, Gags, Handcuffs, Sounding, DubCon

Summary: Logan tasks himself with a full year of denial under a BDSM dynamic with Virgil, Remus, and Janus. Will he make it all the way to next year enduring all of their teasing? Who knows~

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A Foreword:

I am going to say this one time. This. Is. Fictional.

That means IT’S NOT REAL.

I’m using this fic to explore what a 24/7 dynamic looks like in a FICTIONAL universe. I don’t intend for this to be an accurate portrayal of BDSM and kink at all. Yes there’s safewords, but they’re rarely used, BECAUSE I’M WRITING ABOUT HOT FICTIONAL MEN THAT DON’T EXIST. AND I DO WHAT I WANT.

So be warned. Check the tags thoroughly before reading. I give a special warning to use of degradation and humiliation in this fic. It gets pretty intense and there won’t be a ton of written aftercare scenes. It is NOT nonconsensual, I assure you that Logan is loving every minute of what’s being done to him and it is to be assumed that everything done happens consensually.

Again. Just wanna reiterate, this is not how real BDSM and kink dynamics work, those require intense discussion and communication which isn’t seen much in this fic. Please take it at your own pace or skip chapters or don’t read the thing if it makes you uncomfortable in a way you can’t handle.

There will be content warnings with what each chapter contains in the notes beforehand, but take them to heart before reading.

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If you don’t, keep that shit to yourself!

Thank you for reading this, I hope you enjoy the story xx

New Year's Eve brought up many traditions for Logan and his partners. He was partial to reflecting on how he’d grown in the past year over a glass of wine, himself. Virgil took to sleeping in extra late so he’d be wide awake for the clock striking midnight. Remus bought fireworks of questionable legality. Janus used the holiday as an excuse to commit any sins to be atoned for come morning. In a way, this year’s celebration would prove no different to the ones before it, but after thorough discussion from all involved parties, it would certainly be one to remember.

December 31st, 11:04 PM

“Last chance to back out, Lo.” Virgil stated as he attached the restraints to his lover’s wrists, “You’re sure you’re still up for this?”

“First of all, this is hardly my last chance.” Logan countered nonchalantly, “I feel comfortable knowing if I safeword, that this will end and you all will care for me accordingly. Second of all, I am certain I want to go through with this. Not only do I want to challenge myself with this as a yearly resolution for personal growth regarding my own sexual boundaries, but also to flesh out the dynamic which we’ve found ourselves in.”

“Put so eloquently for a man about to cry for mercy.” Janus hummed from beside him, stroking the exposed flesh of Logan's thighs.

“I believe I can save it at least until next week.”

“Careful, Logey-” Remus grinned from behind the tripod he was setting up, camera pointing towards his partner spread out on the bed, “Or we might just not let you come at all tonight!”

Logan shot him a look, “Remus, that is not the plan.”

“I know, I know, I just like to make you squirm.” He turned on the device, hitting the record button when he found the perfect angle to do so at, “Why don’t you recap the plan for the camera?”

After a steady breath while Virgil continued to restrain him to their bed, he turned towards the lens,

“Today is day zero of my journey through orgasm denial. I will be having one final orgasm tonight before a year of celibacy.”

“Ah ah-” Janus corrected, “Not complete celibacy. We still get to play with you as much as we want.”

Logan just rolled his eyes, “Correct. You three will be able to copulate with me as a means to your own end, but I will not be allowed to climax, myself.”

“Or touch or pleasure yourself in any way unless we allow you to.” Virgil added.

“Yeah so you better enjoy this one while you can~” Remus moved to sit on the bed, scooting to be in between Logan’s legs.

On the nightstand, there was already a variety of objects waiting to be used that night. The first of which was a bottle of lube, which was promptly passed down to Remus. He grabbed Logan’s legs and threw them over his shoulders promptly, wasting no time spreading the lube over his fingers and pressing them against his hole. Being restrained, he couldn’t shy away from the touch, not that he wanted to, but Remus was a bit rough with preparing him.

“Why don’t you go ahead and say all your rules while we get you ready, baby?” Virgil softly stroked his hair.

Logan sighed as two fingers were thrust into him and a hand was wrapped around his cock, Janus and Remus co-opting his pleasure.

“I-I’m not allowed to come.”

“That’s right, what else?”

“I’m not allowed to touch myself- ah!” Logan shouted as Janus’ hand twisted over his dick at the exact moment Remus forced in a third digit, “in…in any way that brings me pleasure~!”

“Good boy, keep going.” Janus hummed as he continued to stroke him.

“I-I’ll let my dominants, mmh, know when I’m close.”

A wicked smile spread across Remus’ face as he spread his fingers to stretch him further, before pulling them out entirely, “You’re gonna be so cute when you’re begging us to come and we refuse. What’s your last one, Lolo?”

A whine left his lips, bleeding into words, “-I’ll follow all orders given to me without argument or hesitation!”

Virgil suddenly pulled at his hair, eliciting a sharp gasp, “Only four rules, this should be a piece of cake for you, L.”

“And we know how much you just adore following rules. If anything, this is a treat for you.” Janus pulled his hand away as well, leaning closer to his face to kiss his cheek, “What do you say when someone gives you a treat?”

Logan wanted to chase the sensation of Janus’ hand, but with an ungodly amount of self control forced himself to stay still. “Thank you.” He managed.

After a bit of shifting around and stripping, they settled into their proper positions for the night. As previously discussed, Virgil would be fucking him, Remus would be riding him, and Janus would be using his mouth. He couldn’t think of a better place to be than in between all his boyfriends, giving and receiving an almost incomprehensible amount of pleasure.

Remus was quick to straddle him, not wasting much time before slicking up his dick further and pushing it against his hole. The both of them let out moans as he took him fully, relishing the feeling of being filled again. Logan didn’t typically top, so he welcomed the rare warmth wrapped around his length.

Virgil was next, spreading his legs once Remus was settled and lining up to fuck him. He could be slow and teasing when he wanted to be, but for now he slid in at a steady pace. He wanted to get to fucking him, but also make sure that Logan could feel every inch inside him. Once the tops of his thighs rested against the other’s, he shifted forward further to share a deep kiss with Remus.

“How does he feel, babe?” Virgil questioned, pressing his lips down the side of his lover’s neck.

“Not quite as big as you or Jannie, but I guess he’ll be enough to get me off.” Remus returned cheekily.

Logan let out another weak moan as he felt the two of them shift. That earned a couple chuckles from his three partners.

Then, Janus knelt up by his head, “You poor thing, I don’t think you even realize what you’re getting yourself into.” He cooed, “Are you really ready for one last orgasm before a whole year of nothing but denial?

“Yes, yes Master, I promise!” He said, sounding completely pitiful.

“Don’t worry, darling,” Janus stroked himself a few times before pressing the head of his cock to Logan’s lips, “We’ll make sure you enjoy it.”

Logan opened his mouth for the other, who in turn slid into the warmth with a sigh. With everyone officially settled, they could begin to move.

Naturally, Remus lifted his hips up and down a few times, until he found a good angle to pleasure both himself and Logan. He ground down, holding onto Virgil for support as he did. He was never quiet in bed, proving true now even with them just beginning. Moans left his mouth as he sank down repeatedly on his length and used a hand to jerk himself off in the process.

Virgil gave a few thrusts into Logan then, savoring the way he felt around him. He adored having the man beneath him and fucking him, no matter if he wanted it sweet and tender or rough and fast. He groaned, biting his lip as he built up a steady rhythm.

“Fuck, I don’t know how he stays so tight with how much we fuck him.” He commented.

“Because he’s a natural slut!” Remus added, sliding down his length once again.

“He certainly is, why else would he want us to have this much control over him? He must need it.” Janus said, gripping Logan’s hair and thrusting down his throat.

Logan was in heaven. Remus clenching around him forced shocks of pleasure to course through him. Virgil picked up his pace and aimed to find his prostate with each thrust. Janus occupying his mouth made his mind float into the thick fog of subspace, making each and every sensation feel even more pleasurable than it already was. He wasn’t going to last long like this.

They moved rhythmically, almost as one being. When Virgil slammed their hips together, Janus would force his cock deep into Logan’s mouth, and Remus would grind down against him repeatedly until he was seeing stars. Every touch added to his arousal, and it hardly took any time before he was itching for more.

Logan’s hand formed a loose gesture, with two fingers sticking out from his fist. It was his non-verbal sign that he was getting close.

“I can feel him leaking inside me.” Remus groaned, “Can’t wait for him to fill me up!”

“So soon? You better enjoy it.” Janus looked down at Logan still eagerly sucking him off through the feeling.

Virgil aimed directly into his prostate with every thrust, “C’mon, we’re close too baby, come for us one last time.”

Logan couldn’t focus on any individual sensation with the assault on his body, all he knew was that the pressure was building fast. It could have been the way Janus was pulling at his hair, or the way Remus was riding him like his life depended on it, or the way Virgil sunk his whole length into him as he gripped his hips, but it was too much to hold back.

With a choked moan held back by the dick in his mouth, Logan toppled over the edge with wave after wave of blissful release. His muscles spasmed with the force of it, with his arms pulling at the restraints above him and vision going white from every sensation. He filled Remus, screamed around Janus and contracted around Virgil, triggering their approach to climax as well.

It was Remus who came next, stroking himself as he aimed for his own prostate with a final slam of his hips and riding out his orgasm as he spilled over himself and his partners. Virgil followed soon after, coming into Logan’s twitching hole and working himself through it. Janus climaxed last, rapidly thrusting into Logan’s mouth before pulling out and spilling over his face ceremoniously. The room was filled with the sounds of four panting men and the lingering smell of sex.

Remus hopped off of Logan and fell beside him, Janus following suit after glimpsing down to see his lover’s fucked out and come-covered face. He smirked, going to untie the restraints on his wrists. Virgil eased himself out of him carefully, debating whether or not to plug him up and keep him full of his seed just a little bit longer. Ultimately, he decided against it and went to grab a few things to clean up.

“You still alive, Logie?” Remus nuzzled his head against the man’s shoulders.

“Mhm.” Logan managed to get out, before a yawn overtook him, “ ‘was really enjoyable.”

“We’re glad.” Janus reassured him while easing his arms down from the headboard, “Let’s take care of you now and we’ll talk about what comes next tomorrow.”

As Virgil returned with some towels and water, he stopped to click off the camera recording them. Logan was cleaned by the three of them and cuddles ensued shortly after, with many words of reassurance and kisses in between.

At one point, Janus picked up their phone from the night stand and showed it to the other three, “12:06. Happy new year, my loves.”

“Anyone have any resolutions they wanna share?” Remus smiled down at Logan knowingly.

“Hey, don’t tease him.” Virgil chided, “That’s what tomorrows for.”

“It is tomorrow!”

“Sleep first.” Logan sighed, snuggling deeper into the arms of his lovers.

He didn’t know how to feel about the possibilities of tomorrow morning. Scared? Excited? Impossibly aroused at the thought? Yes, yes, and yes. But those were thoughts for tomorrow. For now, he would happily rest in satisfaction.

The rest of the year likely wouldn’t provide the same respite, though.

#i have to read this reaaally slowly but i love you laz this is so hot & u r so awesome🧡#fanfics!#analoceitmus

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pupplaylogan · 5 months ago

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OH MAN WHO EVER ASKED 4 THIS ONE IS SOOOK AWESOME I WONDER WHO REQUESTED THIS ONE. SMILES. SMILES (IT WAS ME) im basicalyl cumming as we speak btw im gonna read this 4 the rest of my life & j3rk off wvery single time i lov eu pen

analoceit gay sex... logan lactating & virgil & janus drinking his milk & fucking him senseless :3 - @pupplaylogan

Drink And Fuck

Analoceit (Virgil x Logan x Janus) Warnings: lactation, nipple play, sex, double penetration, premature orgasms, overstimulation, frottage

Of course Janus was the first one to notice.

Logan honestly wouldn't expect anything less from the rather perceptive man. What Logan didn't expect, however, was just how confidently Janus would come strolling into his room, making his presence known with the wide swing of Logan's door, and the audible shut and click of it being closed and locked.

Logan sighs, annoyed, while Virgil - who was lazily lounging on his bed - looks up with a scowl at the disturbance.

Janus ignores their audible dismay at his arrival, and he sets his hands on the back of Logan's office chair, tilting it backwards while he leans forward to comment "my, Logan, did your shirt shrink in the wash? Or has your chest started to swell?"

Logan stiffens at Janus's words, and his hands very quickly go from typing on his computer, to crossing over his front. Instinctively, Logan's head snaps towards Virgil, gauging his reaction, but Virgil is too tired and annoyed to have fully processed Janus's words.

"Piss off, Janus," Virgil grumbles, as he grabs a pillow from beneath his head and tosses it Janus's way. "We're busy."

"You sure look it," Janus sarcastically replies. "Are you filing taxes in dreamland, or something?"

Virgil growls and pushes himself up fully, but before he can cuss out Janus further, Janus is grabbing Logan's computer and tilting towards the bed. "Besides, Logan here sure isn't busy. He hasn't typed a proper sentence in more than three paragraphs!"

Logan flushes. "I got distracted."

"I'm sure you did." Janus leans closer to the computer, and reads out "'the the schedule that schedules meel - spelled with two e's - prep for for week.' My. How profound. What does that mean?"

Virgil's face scrunches, and he turns to Logan with building confusion. "What does that mean?" he seconds, which has Janus smugly smirking as he grabs Logan's chin and tilts it upwards, forcing Logan to look into his eyes.

"It means," Janus begins, speaking on Logan's behalf, "that Logan's mind is focused elsewhere. Like... on his aching chest, perhaps?"

Virgil's eyes drift downwards, landing on Logan's crossed arms, hiding his torso.

Stretching, Virgil groans out "Logan, do you need to be milked?" asking the question so casually that Logan feels incredibly embarrassed at just how hot his face becomes because of it.

"Not urgently," Logan mutters, deflecting. "I just got a bit lost in my own head, is all. That's why my writing is... nonsensical."

"Hm..." Janus hums, forked tongue flickering out of his mouth as if sampling the air. "I taste a lie. Naughty little thing, you are. Claiming you don't need to be milked, even though there are so many people willing to help you. Isn't that right, Virgil?"

Virgil glares at Janus, but sighs begrudgingly. "I hate to admit it... but he has a point. Why wouldn't you tell me you needed to be milked?"

Logan tucks his face into his shoulder, turned away from the both of them. "I thought I could power through it."

"Now why would you think such a silly thing?" Janus tsks, as he circles Logan's chair. He turns it as he walks around it, spinning Logan in a complete circle, before settling it so that it's facing the bed, where Virgil is leaning forward a bit, half tucked under the blankets, and where Janus sits on the edge of his mattress, crossing one leg over the other. "Especially since it's simply not feasible. You're dumb and helpless when your tits are full!"

"That's not always true-" Logan tries to argue, but his hands are quickly grabbed and tugged, pulling him up from his chair and closer to the bed. He groans as he feels the milk in his chest slosh, and at the feeling of his heavy breasts swelling and aching with each movement.

"It's true now though, isn't it?"

Logan bites his lip, and avoids Janus's gaze by turning his head to the side. However, his eyes land on Virgil, who's staring at Logan's chest, which - thanks to Janus holding his hands - is very visibly on display. His shirt is pulled tight against his front, showing off just how full his breasts are. It's embarrassing, but Logan would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the way they were both ogling at him.

"How about we help you, hm?" Janus proposes, as Logan's easily guided to slide onto Janus's lap. "We can milk you quickly, and then you can get right back to work."

"That's not an awful suggestion," Virgil bitterly mumbles, as he scooches closer to Janus's side, solely so he can set one of his hands on Logan's waist. "It's not good to leave you full and pained for too long."

One of Janus's hands rises to Logan's chest, which he squeezes slightly. Immediately, Logan's groaning, his head falling back whilst wearing a rather pathetic expression, and milk soaks instantly into his shirt, darkening and dampening the area.

Logan's teeth sink into his lower lip as his body trembles with embarrassment, before he whimpers out an all-too pathetic "okay, quickly," sounding way more eager than he means to.

Janus turns towards Virgil and grins, before sliding his hands quickly and shamelessly beneath Logan's shirt, his own excitement prevalent in his movements as opposed to his voice (unlike Logan, who's already whimpering as Janus's gloves rub against his bare skin). Logan's freed fully of his shirt, and, under the guise of "not wanting to make a mess," his pants and boxers are quickly stripped away as well.

Then, Janus pulls them both fully onto the bed, turning Logan in his lap as he does so. With his chest pressed flush against Logan's back, Logan's swollen chest is presented to Virgil, who moved alongside them.

"Since you're so eager to help out, you can drink up first," Janus purrs, teasing Virgil with faux generosity.

Virgil flushes, and mumbles a curse Janus's way, but otherwise scoots forward. As Janus's hands cup Logan's heavy breasts, Virgil picks one to focus on, leaving Logan watching him intensely, hot with anticipation.

Virgil leans down, and rather slowly wraps his lips around one of Logan's nipples, but even the slight envelopment of Virgil's lips and the wet sensation of Virgil's tongue against the bud has him jolting. Logan's entire body seems to shiver as an embarrassingly loud moan spills from his throat, followed quickly by Logan whimpering as he pushes his palm over his mouth, desperate to save face.

Immediately, Janus is scolding him softly. "Logan, you truly needn't be humiliated. Anyone would feel pleasurably relieved upon being milked... especially if they neglected their full tits for days on end."

Pulling his lips away from Logan's chest without even suckling once, Virgil looks pointedly up at Logan's face, which is twisted in pleasure. "I don't think it's relief Logan's feeling," he mutters, knowingly. "At least, not yet. I think he's just a bit sensitive."

"No, no, that can't be it." Janus wraps his arm around Logan's body and tangles his fingers in Virgil's hair in order to guide him back to Logan's areola. "Logan simply can't be sensitive. Why, if he's so easily aroused, then it'd be rather silly of him to think this'll be over quickly. What kind of people would we be if we just eased his ache, and then left him horny?"

"Janus," Logan whines, as Virgil's tongue presses flat against his nipple.

Janus laughs quietly into his ear. "Alright, alright. I'll stop teasing. And we'll take care of you. Just do me a favor, and keep your knuckles away from your lips, alright? I want to hear all the pretty noises you make, and I'm sure Virgil feels much the same."

Logan swallows the spit in his mouth, but musters a weak nod, followed by a pathetically loud cry as Virgil sucks forcefully on his breast, causing milk to spill out of him onto Virgil's tongue.

"Virgil," Logan shakily gasps, as Virgil softly sucks further.

He drinks Logan's milk down by the mouthful, while Janus's hands press teasingly into Logan's breasts. "Doesn't that relief feel so, so nice?" Janus asks, voice smooth in Logan's ear. It only serves to amplify Logan's arousal, as Janus's words make him feel floaty and hot. He settles his chin on Logan's shoulder. "Though, he's going a bit slow, hm? Let's speed things up a bit."

With Logan looking down at Virgil, Virgil peers curiously up at Janus, wondering just as much as Logan is what he's implying. Though, they both quickly learn when Janus squeezes Logan's tit roughly, forcing milk out with his fingers.

"Janus!" Logan cries, back arching in pleasure at the intensity in which milk comes gushing out of him. Virgil's just as shocked, eyes going wide, but Janus's hand presses firmly on the back of his head to prevent him from pulling away. So with teary eyes, Virgil splutters and coughs around Logan's nipple, rushing desperately to swallow down the excess while quite a bit spills down his chin. Logan moans, noises spilling from his breathless mouth as his cock leaks between his legs.

Janus says naught, but grins, pleased with himself as he continues massaging Logan's chest, urging more and more milk out and into Virgil's mouth. And Virgil quickly pushes past his initial surprise in order to keep up, licking and gulping down as quickly as he can, stimulating Logan's chest all the while with both his tongue, and the wet spit-milk mixture being sloshed around his cheeks.

Logan writhes as Virgil sucks, his hands going from gripping Janus's thighs to Virgil's shoulders, both trying to steady himself and escape the pleasure, even if he truly doesn't want it to stop. And Virgil makes noises around his breast, whining and moaning at Janus's use of force to keep him still, which only sends pleasant vibrations through Logan's nipple and thus through his entire being.

His cock throbs between his legs, threatening to burst at any moment solely due to his pathetic oversensitivity. And when Virgil scooches forward, trying to get more comfortable while sucking the milk from Logan's chest, his knee rubs accidentally against Logan's crotch, providing him the most menial and brief bit of pleasure that quite instantly has Logan coming on the spot.

He cries loud and desperately as his body trembles with the force of his orgasm, and then Virgil is finally pulling away, with Janus's hands falling from his chest shortly thereafter.

Panting, Logan slumps back against Janus, who wraps his arms around Logan's waist instead.

"Needy thing, aren't you?" Janus teases. "Are you truly so deprived of pleasure that you came from just your breasts being sucked?"

Embarrassed, Logan mumbles "Virgil rubbed against me."

"Hardly," Virgil argues, as he wipes his mouth on his sleeve. His lips glisten with leftover milk. "You're empty though... at least on that side. How do you feel?"

"Better."

"Just better?" Janus muses, as his fingers trail lightly along the length of Logan's messy cock, which has Logan whining and shifting in his lap. "Because it looks to me you feel rather good."

Logan whines, and swallows the spit in his mouth, only to gasp as he's quickly lifted and maneuvered by far more hands than Janus had just a second ago. He's turned around in Janus's lap and then plopped back down, with his legs wrapped around Janus's hips and his cock pushing against Janus's stomach. He's left briefly dizzy, and Logan just barely processes his change in position fast enough to see Janus's many arms sink back into his sides, leaving him with just the usual pair.

Nodding towards Virgil, Janus speaks "go ahead and rid yourself of those pesky pants, Virgil. I've heard milk production doubles when cows are bred."

"That's not true," Logan interjects. "Cows are regularly bred - once a year typically - and spend about ten months afterwards being regularly milked-"

Janus cuts him off with a soft kiss, more so meant to distract him than anything else as Virgil undoes his jeans and peels away his boxers. Then, Virgil slides up behind him, and presses his own hard cock against Logan's ass.

When Janus pulls his face away, he murmurs "are you implying you don't want to be bred?"

Logan flushes, and turns his head away. "I didn't say that."

Grinning, Janus reaches into his pocket, and pulls out a small bottle of lube which he obviously brought with him, as if he'd planned this from the get go. He tosses it to Virgil, and then undoes his own pants, just enough to pull out his cocks, which rub against Logan's own. Logan whines and again wiggles, though this time his cock twitches and stiffens, embarrassingly raising with arousal once more.

As Logan listens to the sounds of the bottle opening and Virgil groaning softly, he watches Janus lower his lips to Logan's chest, kissing down it seductively. He's slow on purpose, and his eyes flicker towards Logan's face in order to further tease him, while Logan just whines needily as Janus's mouth nears his leftover breast, which is still just as full as before, and just as aching.

As Janus's tongue finally nears Logan's areola, Virgil slides right up against Logan's backside, with his slick cock rubbing between Logan's cheeks. And then Janus pulls away.

"Wh-" Logan gasps, "what? Wait-!"

Janus tsks at him. "Impatient little thing, aren't you?" Virgil passes the lube back around Logan's body, and this time Janus uses it, smearing the substance over both of his cocks even though he only intends to shove one inside Logan. "Once you're nice and full and bouncing, I'll continue drinking."

Logan whines, clearly displeased as his hand comes up to cup his own breast, as if trying to keep the milk from spilling out. However, his initial restlessness quickly morphs into excited moaning when Virgil's calloused hands squeeze his love handles, and then raise him up just enough for his and Janus's cocks to poke against his awaiting hole.

"Do you think he needs stretched first?" Virgil murmurs, his lips lightly hovering above the skin of Logan's back. "Taking both of us might be a bit... difficult."

"It's not like he hasn't before," Janus counters. "But I guess we'll leave it up to him." Janus's eyes meet Logan's own. "Do you think you need to be prepped?" he asks, as if his and Virgil's cocks weren't teasing him by pressing against his hole. Janus already has an inkling as to what Logan's answer will be, but still takes the time to smugly grin in Virgil's direction when Logan predictably answers negatively.

"I don't need stretched," he blurts out, sounding impatient and desperate. "I can take it."

"See, Virgil? He can take it."

Virgil lets out a soft breath against Logan's shoulder blades, as one of his hands wraps around one of Janus's cocks and his own shaft, holding their cocks together and still. "Okay. I'll trust you. But if it hurts at all we're stopping and stretching you properly."

Then, with both Virgil and Janus's hands on his waist and sides, he's lowered down. The descent is both slow and tantalizing, playing into his neediness by making him anticipate the feeling of finally being full. His legs shake while his body is lifted, but he ignores the brief ache in favor of moaning loudly when the tips of Janus and Virgil's cocks finally push into him.

To add to his pleasure, Janus keeps true to his words and wraps his lips around Logan's nipple properly, sucking confidently on the bud and drinking down the milk that sloshes into his mouth immediately, startling Logan and making his head fall back in a pleasured cry.

"Yes!" Logan gasps out, as his tits are both generously relieved of their ache - one that had been throbbing all day; even since last night, when they'd started to get unbearably full and swollen. "Janus!"

Janus's forked tongue creates the perfect divot for Logan's nipple to slide against, guiding milk out of him with every forceful suck and meager lick.

Virgil grunts out a curse as the feeling of Logan clenching around him and Janus's cock rubbing against his own leaves him blushing, while Logan himself digs his nails into Janus's shoulders as he's not only filled by their cocks, but also expertly milked by Janus's skilled mouth.

"Please," Logan breathes, voice shaky, as his hips drop against theirs. Their cocks are fully inside of him now, and Janus's leftover shaft rubs against his leaking one. "Please, I just... I need-"

He can't get the words out, feeling too pleasantly fuzzy-headed to do anything but soak up the pleasure and relief he's experiencing, but he'd be begging for more if he could. Virgil and Janus seem to understand him anyway though, as their hands tighten on his body, squeezing and groping his skin intimately and using it to lift his hips again, only to drop him back down quickly, their cocks being shoved back inside of him. All while Virgil's lips kiss over his back, and Janus's lips tease Logan's breast.

One of Janus's hands moves to squeeze Logan's stomach, while the other focuses on his chest, massaging Logan's tit and squeezing milk out as he does so. He's careful not to force out too much - being a lot more mindful with himself than he was with Virgil - and slowly but surely Logan's chest looks less and less swollen, and his cries become louder and louder.

Perhaps due to his sensitivity from already coming once, or perhaps because the feeling of milk gushing from his nipple is too great, but Logan orgasms again, hips jerking against Janus's visible, leaking cock, making a mess of both of them this time.

Aside from the loud whine he lets out as he comes, there's hardly any acknowledgement he did so. Virgil and Janus keep him moving up and down, and up, and down, while Janus teases his nipple with his teeth.

Logan gasps and tangles a hand in Janus's hair when he feels one of Janus's fangs slide threatening over the sensitive bud, biting just firm enough to tug.

"Jan-" Logan starts, but can barely even stutter out Janus's name through his pleasure. With Virgil's hands focusing on his hips, and Janus's squeezing his breasts, it's only a matter of time until his cock is twitching again, hardening for the third time tonight.

Janus teasingly looks up at Logan, pulling his mouth away from Logan's chest and dragging Logan's nipple with his teeth as he does so. Logan's chest arches into his lips, though a shaky moan is ripped from his throat.

"Feeling good?" Janus coos, as a few stray droplets of milk escape from Logan's tit. Janus keeps rubbing them.

"Yes," Logan whimpers. "Yes, I'm-"

"How good?"

Logan's head falls back with a pathetic cry as the cocks inside of him thrust hard against his prostate, sending pleasure through his shaking body. "So good!" he cries in response. "Stretched and empty-"

"Empty?" Janus gasps in surprise, before stifling a groan as Logan clenches around them. Behind Logan, Virgil moans, digging his nails into Logan's love handles. "There was still a bit of milk left in you! Here, let me show you."

Janus once again connects his lips to Logan's breast, sucking down the rest of the milk available, which results in a decent mouthful. Though, instead of swallowing it down, he grabs the hair by the scruff of Logan's neck and pulls his face down, pressing their lips together and subsequently forcing milk down Logan's throat.

Though he nearly gags, Logan obediently gulps it down, only to choke out a gargled moan when suddenly his cock is grabbed and rubbed against Janus's. With the mess already drenched between both of them thanks to Logan's previous excitement - and the excess lube Janus so graciously used - their cocks slide easily against each other. Logan leans forward, moaning loud at the touch, and Janus praises him softly.

"Fuck, Logan," Virgil quietly mutters, "I wish I could see your face right now."

"You're missing out," Janus teases, as he milks a few stray drops of pre from Logan's overwhelmed shaft, "he looks awfully pretty."

Logan whines, and Janus huffs out a soft laugh at his cute overstimulation.

As they continue to thrust against his prostate, Virgil and Janus slowly begin making noises of their own. Virgil moans against Logan's back, kissing at the sweat that begins to form. His hands slowly go from Logan's waist to his chest, squeezing tight to Logan's breasts. He gropes them roughly and desperately, squeezing his boobs together and digging his fingers into the soft, warm flesh. Janus's hands take over guiding Logan up and down, though he makes sure to summon an extra arm or two to keep Logan's cock stroked.

"Fuck," Logan whines, with plenty of unintelligent obscenities coming out of his mouth shortly after. "I'm so... I need.... I-"

"Needy boy," Janus whispers, as he kisses at Logan's neck. He squeezes their cocks together, drawing moans from both of them. In turn, Logan clenches around the cocks inside of him, and that added friction and tightness sends Virgil over the edge. Virgil moans loudly and grips Logan firmly, and Logan's body jerks excitedly as Virgil pumps him full of semen.

Virgil only manages to thrust into him a few more times after that, and then buries his face into Logan's flesh, whining as Janus keeps thrusting around him.

Tears prick Logan's eyes as he clings to Janus desperately, gasping between breaths as he struggles to catch his own, while Janus kisses over his body and rubs their cocks together.

And then, without warning, Janus is bringing Logan's hips down hard, driving Janus and Virgil's cocks deep inside of Logan, before he comes as well, further filling Logan with come and making him moan and cry.

"Please," Logan shakily begs. "I'm-"

"I know," Janus soothes him. "Go on."

"Please," Virgil then adds, though he's panting softly. "I always love hearing how you sound when you come."

And Logan can't really hold back much longer than a few seconds, with his ass full of semen and his cock being stroked and rubbed against soft, slick flesh, and his oversensitive body being forced repeatedly into overwhelming oversensitivity. His orgasm fills him with sheer ecstasy; his eyes roll back into his head. His mouth opens as if he's crying out, but no sound is able to escape him, too consumed in his own pleasure to think about anything other than the few pathetic drops of semen that escape his otherwise empty balls.

Janus frots their cocks together through his orgasm, but sweetly lets Logan go the moment he starts squirming in overstimulation, giving him a brief respite while they're all still pressed close together.

"Do you want to shower?" Virgil then asks, though his voice is soft. He's not pressuring Logan to answer, and if Logan doesn't then he's more than happy cuddling with his cock still in Logan, but Logan exhales and nods, visibly fatigued.

He goes uncharacteristically lax, relying solely on them to lift him off their cocks and then carry him after. Janus carefully peels Logan's glasses off his face and then steps into the bathroom first - starting the water and letting it get warm - before he comes back to help Virgil to his feet. Virgil carries Logan close, rubbing his trembling body while whispering sweet nothings.

They help him shower and clean him out, being careful around his overwhelmed cock and tender breasts, and then wrap him up in a cozy towel after. Again, Virgil holds him as Janus picks out pajamas, and then they're all cuddled up in baggy clothes on Logan's bed, with fresh blankets draped over them.

As Logan's spooned from both sides - Virgil again affectionately hugging his back, while Janus presses their chests together - he suddenly freezes when Virgil hums and quietly asks "hey... didn't you used to have pumps? Whatever happened to them?"

Logan's eyes go wide, and flicker up to Janus's face. Thanks to his blurred vision, Janus's expression is unreadable, but he's sure his own red face gives away the answer to Virgil's question.

Though, luckily, Janus sweetly lies "he's already asleep, dear," which seems to dissuade Virgil's curiosity. For now, at least.

And then Janus is snuggling back up to him, guiding Logan's face to his chest and petting through his hair, while Virgil tangles all three of their legs together, keeping them all close and content.

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