Ok, here you go 😂🎉❤️. I really hope you're gonna like this. Don't ask me where I got inspiration 😏😱😅.

ALSO!! Biggest thanks to sollux123
This is incredible artwork. And I wanted to share this in the last chapter, but I accidentally saved it this one. Nonetheless, it is Evan in his last outfit. I LOVE IT SO MUCH!! So thank you for making this and for letting me show this to the others ❤️❤️.

Enjoy ^.^
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I sobered the moment I heard those words. I wanted to sit, but I was still unable to move, laying on the table like a piece of meat.

"You don't mind, Delirious, do you?" Luke smirked, still keeping a safe distance from his friend/boyfriend/partner.

"I kinda do," Delirious replied, untying me.

"So you're telling me you care about him?" Luke replied instantly, making the other man face him.

"I don't."

I wished to disappear. It was so weird being naked in front of two clothed man. So I made my way to the exist, as silently as I could, while they were both doing a stare challenge.

"And where do you think you're going?"

My body stopped moving under his husky voice, immediately after I felt his fingers wrapping around my arm.

"What?" I looked up at him, scared as a cat.

"Take him to the other room, I'll be right there," he said towards the Cartoonz, a bit roughly pushing me towards the other man.

Before I could have reacted, I was picked up and thrown over Luke's shoulder. I tried to defend, but he was stronger than me.

"Put me down!" I yelled, being carried away out of that room.

"Luke, please. Let go off me!" I yelled again, when he was ignoring me.

We walked into some spare room, where he threw me on the bed. Before I could stand up, he was already hovering above me.

"You're gonna love this," he smiled at me, kissing me.

I wanted to refuse, I wanted to tell him that I was against this. But my body was thinking differently. I was pulling him deeper into the kiss, my body hungry for his touch. His hand drifted upon my already naked body, arousing me more than I wanted to show.

"Tell me, are you hungry for my cock, skirtboy?" He asked, when he pulled away.

"I'm," I replied, excitedly licking my lips.

He quickly stood up, unzipping his pants. I gathered myself out of the bed, getting obediently on my knees.

"You don't need this for me, baby boy," he whispered, taking off my collar and throwing it somewhere into the room.

I took some time, playing with his cock on my own rules. I enjoyed hearing his grunts, knowing I was getting good at this.

I stopped with everything, when I heard the door open. Looking at the other man, I gulped, trying to stand up, when Luke held me down.

"Suck, my skirt boy," Luke ordered, getting my attention, when he trusted into my mouth violently.

I almost chocked as I wasn't prepared for it. Having full mouth, I tried to push away the gagging reflexes, while concentration on breathing and paying attention to Delirious.

I was so nervous and so excited at the same time, scary combination of emotions washing over my body.

"Get him up."

Within few seconds, I was picked up. I felt so weird all of the sudden, catching my breath in process. My back was pressed against Luke's chest, he held my legs, wide spread.

I'm fucked.

"You're gonna get destroyed, my sweet Evan," Luke whispered into my ear.

I looked up, seeing Delirious in front of me. His blue eyes filled with passion and lust, mix of something I was so happy to see.

"Your gorgeous body, so sweet and tasty," Luke continued with his deep voice, making me moan loudly.

I wasn't even thinking about it. Having both older man taking care of me at the same time, was like a fulfilling a hidden dream I had no idea about.

Delirious smirked, showing me his dominance over me. He knew he won, I knew it. I was just his doll, waiting to be senselessly fucked by somebody I had some feelings towards. I knew I would say yes to almost anything he would ordered me. He had so much power over me, I was just wondering if he knew about it.

I bended my head, letting loud moan escape my mouth, as I felt his finger going into me. It went it smoother, and I guessed he used his own spit.

"You like this, don't you?" Luke whispered again, licking my ear only to receive another moan from me.

"Yes."

"Look at him. Like an obedient slave begging to be fucked. Am I right?"

Hearing Delirious' deep voice made me shiver in unexplainable emotions. If I wasn't already aroused, he would have me erection just from his voice.

"Y-yes!"

I felt his hand on my face, as he force me to look at him. Right as our eyes met, he added another finger, making me gasp for air.

"Use the whole sentence," he growled, slowly prepping me.

"Y-you're r-right... fuck... sir," I moaned, having slight difficulties speak properly.

"Just fuck him already," Luke growled, his hands shaking a bit how he started to loose the strength from holding me all this time.

He pulled out his fingers, making me gulp. I wasn't sure if I was even ready for this, if I even wanted this. But there wasn't a choice of backing away, as he thrusted into me. Fully inside me, I had to breath it through. I tried to relax, getting used to his length and the pain.

I locked my arms around his neck, as he got too wild, giving me no chance to process anything that was happening as he was ravaging my body like a mad man. Moans of pleasure and pain mixed together was leaving my mouth, my head bended on Luke's shoulder.

"Yes, fuck!" I screamed, as he hit my prostate, not stopping in the insane speed.

"Don't... ngh... don't stop!" I moaned, slowly giving in the familiar sensation.

Delirious stopped, pulling out of me. In a no time, they switched positions. Delirious held me up, my hands still locked around his neck, as I was hugging him in the air.

They didn't let me breath, when I felt Cartoonz inside me. At the same time as Luke hit my prostate, and I started to loose my mind, the other man bit down on my neck, making me even more aroused than I already were.

"You're so fucking tight," Luke grunted.

"And so tasty," Delirious whispered, biting down on my skin again.

"Stop, fuck... I can't..." I breathed out, hoping it made sense.

"As you wish, skirt boy," Luke whispered.

I was thrown on the bed, my lips immediately attacked. I wanted to fight a bit, show them the will to resist, but they were so skilled, so experienced and much more stronger than I was.

Luke pulled away, kissing down my neck, continuing lower, while I was panting like a dog. I hated the fact I was so weak in front of both of them, hating my body for it.

"Spread your legs for me, baby boy," Luke asked in whisper, and I wasn't even questioning it.

"Open that mouth of yours."

The second voice commanded, making me bend my head so I could see him. He leaned over my body, pulling me closer to the edge of the bed, so my head was in the air.

"Do you want to make me happy?" He asked, and I gasped for the air as Luke thrusted into me.

"Yes!" I moaned, gripping the sheets underneath me.

Use the whole sentence.

"Fuck! I-I want to make you happy, s-sir," I corrected myself, moaning loudly as Luke hit my prostate again.

"Such a good boy. Open and hold then, no hands," Delirious commanded, and I was already his.

I got my mouth filled with his cock, instantly deepthroating me. I tried to focus on one thing, but it was so hard. One roughly hitting my prostate, while the other choking me with his dick deep in my throat. They could have done to me anything, and I wouldn't even fight back. I was going insane from this. It was a mix of emotions I hadn't felt before. The desperation, the power they had over me, the defenseless.

"You're so sexy, Evan. So fucking sexy," Luke whispered, making me moan with Delirious cock in my mouth.

I felt his lips on my body, his hand drifting upon my skin, and following his animal growl, I felt him filling my insides. Before I realized it, I had my mouth filled with another semen, making my head dizzy from the lack of oxygen.

"Don't touch him, Cartoonz. No cumming for you, Princess," Delirious said, releasing me from his iron grip.

"That's little bit cruel, don't you think?" Luke replied.

I coughed, sitting up, and tried to finally and properly catch my breath. I was all sweaty, panting like a dog, so humiliated and still naked in front of the two older men. I looked up at them, seeing Luke zipping his pants.

My cock was in pain, twitching and calling for the attention. I was still feeling on the edge, just one touch, but I was too embarrassed touch myself in front of them.

Luke came closer to me, leaning over the bed to reach my face.

"I'll see you tomorrow, skirt boy. And I won't let Delirious take you away from you this time. Sweet dreams, baby boy," he whispered, but I was certain the other man heard him.

"Let's go," Luke said aloud, leaving the room.

I looked up to get trapped by the sky blue eyes. I was pretty sure he was going to leave too, letting me finally finish what I needed, but instead, he leaned over, caressing me cheek ever so softly.

"I want to ignore your needs, but you look so innocent and so sexy like this. My sweet princess," he whispered deeply, making me shiver again.

"What do you say? Should I make you happy? Do you want me to?" He smiled at me, having the full control over me.

I wanted to scream at him to get away from me, get the fuck out of this room, my life. I wanted to punch him for treating me like I was a slave, his toy, even though I loved it so much. I wanted to be alone, but looking into his eyes all my reasons vanished.

"Please, it hurts," I whispered.

I knew he was going to reject me, he was going to push away like he was used to, but I felt not try would kill me even more. Locking my tired arms around his neck, I pulled him down to the kiss.

My bottom lip got licked and I excitedly let him in. I was pushed into the wall, his hand found its way to my cock. I screamed in pleasure into his mouth, as he touched it. He pulled away, pumping me with the steady speed, his eyes locked with mines.

"You deserve this, you did well tonight. Give yourself in," he whispered, while I focused on the emotions and feeling fast building up in my body.

"Delirious," I whispered, pulling him into another lust filled kiss.

It was something I needed, a little push to finally reach the end. In a no time, my moans were muffled by his mouth, as he was hungrily stealing them.

I got so tired, letting him out of my arms. I lay down, unable to move or speak, enjoying the vanishing orgasm.

"Rest now, Kitten," he whispered, smiling a little.

"I'm... I'm sorry for your shirt," I mumbled, embarrassed how messy I was.

"Sweet dreams."

And with those he left the room. I was so tired, my body started to get sore, so I just closed my eyes, and let the dream world take me.