Skye's body sagged forward, slick with sweat and cum, every muscle trembling from the brutal pounding he had already endured. Roman was still buried deep, relentless, owning his hole like it belonged only to him. Skye 's throat was raw, lips swollen from the constant abuse. His voice cracked every time he tried to plead but the team wasn't listening anymore- they were far past the point of mercy.
Drew shoved Skye back upright by the hair, yanking his head until his neck arched. "Don't fall apart yet, pretty boy. You've got more work to do."
Roman smirked, pulling out finally, leaving Skye gaping and leaking down his thighs. His hand slapped Skye's ass hard, the sound sharp. "Line him up. Two inside. One in his mouth. I want him completely filled."
The team growled in agreement, Iust thick in the room. Marcus stepped forward first gripping Skye's jaw with bruising force.
"His throat's mine." Without waiting, he forced his cock between Skye's lips shoving deep until he hit the back of his throat. Skye gagged instantly, choking, but Marcus only groaned, holding his head down.
Behind him, two more- Drew and Landon- moved into place. Drew spread Skye's sore, messy hole with both hands, spitting once before pressing his cock in deep.Skye's scream was muffled by Marcus' cock down his throat. His body seized, the pain white-hot as Drew stretched him open again.
Then Landon crowded close, his thick cock rubbing against Drew's as he pushed in too. Skye convulsed violently, a muffled desperate sob spilling around Marcus' cock as both of them forced their way inside. His hole burned, stretched beyond what he thought possible, every thrust tearing him apart.
"Fuck yes- so tight even with two of us," Drew groaned, hips slamming forward.
Landon growled, driving in alongside him their cocks grinding against each other
inside Skye. "He's going to break... look at him."
Skye's eyes rolled back, his throat bulging around Marcus' cock as he was fucked from every direction. His body jerked helplessly, pinned in place, stuffed so full he couldn't breathe properly. Tears streamed down his flushed cheeks, spit leaking from the corners of his mouth.
Marcus groaned, thrusting faster. "His throat's gripping me. gagging so good."
Drew and Landon set a brutal rhythm, both slamming into Skye's ass in tandem, stretching him obscenely wide, their groans echoing as they used him like a toy. Every thrust shoved him forward, deeper onto Marcus' cock, making him choke harder, drool and spit dripping down his chest.
The rest of the team shouted in encouragement, stroking themselves furiously at the sight. "Fuck him open! Split him in half!"
Roman stood close, smirking darkly. "That's it. Ruin him for us. Make sure he never
forgets who he belongs to."
Skye's cries were muffled and broken, his body trembling, but deep inside something hot coiled- humiliation mixing with a sharp, unbearable pleasure. His cock twitched helplessly, leaking against is stomach even as his mind screamed that it was too much.
Marcus shoved deep one last time, spilling down his throat, forcing Skye to swallow every drop. He pulled out with a groan slapping his cock against Skye's spit-slick cheek. "Fuck.... he's a perfect cocksleeve."
Drew and Landon weren't far behind, rutting into him faster, harder, their thrusts sloppy now. Skye screamed around empty air as they came together, hot cum spilling inside him, leaking down his thighs when they pulled out. His body collapsed forward, shaking, hole gaping, dripping with a mess of cum.
But Roman caught him before he could slump onto the bench. The captain's hand fisted in his hair, yanking his head back until Skye's eyes met his. His smirk was cruel, commanding.
"Don't think it's over, Skye. You're going to be filled again and again.... until every single one of us has had their turn."
The team roared in agreement surrounding him once more. Skye's chest heaved, his body broken and used, but the night was only just beginning.