YOUR ASS FULL, MARKED, ALIVE. AND YOU COULD ONLY THINK OF ONE ANSWER NOW.

The Canary Islands sun beat down on the terrace of your apartment in Las Canteras when the phone vibrated for the umpteenth time. You had arrived two hours earlier, your suitcase still unpacked, and you already had three offers, two dick pics and a proposal that had made you hard instantly.

The message was from Cristian, 24 years old, top, profile with a gym body and the smile of a charming son of a bitch. “I’m with my mate Javi (23, bottom, fucking great little ass). We want a guy to help us tame this little pig. You in?”

You accepted without thinking.

You arranged to meet at an apartment near the Yumbo, in Playa del Inglés. When you arrived, the door was ajar. It smelled of cologne and pent-up sex. Cristian greeted you in black briefs, a cock already half hard outlining the cotton, his chest sweaty.

“Come in,” he said with a wolfish smile. “The little slut is in the bedroom, waiting.”

Javi was naked face down on the bed, his legs slightly open, his perfectly shaved ass gleaming under the yellow light of the desk lamp. His face was buried in the pillow, but you could see his ears red with shame and excitement.

Cristian put a hand on your shoulder.

“Look, I’ll explain how this goes. I take care of his mouth. You take care of his ass. We want him well opened, well filled, well submissive. Do you know how to do that?”

You nodded, unbuttoning your pants while Cristian climbed onto Javi’s face, burying his cock in that willing mouth. The bottom’s muffled moans vibrated against his friend’s balls.

You moved up behind him. Javi’s asshole was slightly pink, already lubricated, already expectant. You ran a finger around the edge, feeling the heat coming off it, and heard Javi moan around Cristian’s cock.

“Put some music on him, man,” Cristian said, pushing his hips against the bottom’s throat. “Let his soul escape through his ass too.”

You positioned yourself behind him, pressed the glans against that hot hole, and entered in a single thrust.

Javi’s scream was muffled by Cristian’s cock. His hands clutched the sheets while you began to fuck him with a steady, deep rhythm, feeling how he opened for you, how he melted around your cock.

“Like that, like that,” Cristian panted. “Look at him, look how he twists. This ass is yours. Do whatever the fuck you want with it.”

You rammed harder, holding Javi by the hips, driving each thrust into him like a reminder of who was in charge. The bottom whimpered and came at the same time, without touching himself, only with Cristian’s cock in his throat and yours wrecking his ass.

“Do you like it, little slut?” you whispered, leaning over his back. “Do you like having two cocks using you at the same time?”

Javi nodded as best he could, his tongue tangled around his friend’s glans.

Cristian came first, a hoarse grunt, the veins in his neck standing out as he emptied his h...