"Did I stutter? Wreck me."

Well, since he asks so nicely.

One of them gets Ari up to lie underneath him. The other positions both of their cocks, gives Ari one more anticipatory look—

—and then they're both in.

Ari makes a noise as they enter him, halfway between a moan and a shout. He feels like he should be in pain, or something, but the Erogame's handling all that, isn't it. Instead there's just pleasure, and a kind of dull burn as his hole stretches even further than it already has over the past day of heavy use.

"God," he groans.

"I'm an atheist," both friends say at the same time, and grin at each other. While, yes, he can fit both of them, this is still rather... stretchy. They move in unison, almost as if they've practiced this, and pound him with nearly seven inches of diameter all told.

Ari appreciates their practice very much. And their nearly seven inches of diameter.

He activates Sync Up for the one beneath him. He almost wants to do it for the second as well, but he's not sure he can get three simultaneous orgasms lined up, and he's not sure what'd happen if he fails.

Though, come to think of it... "T-tell me when you're gonna cum, okay? I wanna try s-something."

"Yeah," says the one on top at the same time as the one under him says, "Sure." This latter one reaches up to start playing with Ari's nipples.

Ari likes that! There's not really anything Ari doesn't like about what's going down right now.

He goes for a kiss on the one on top.

The one on top tries to comply as best he can, although the arrangement is not extremely conductive to much acrobatics, especially by someone as burly and muscled as he is. The other one starts moaning rhythmically, then, right into Ari's ear, a deep rumbly sound almost primal in its origin, and starts pinching Ari's nipples harder.

Ari's pretty good at sexual acrobatics. The kiss will work.

He's a big fan of primal rumbly noises. He moans right back.

It doesn't take too long until they both start nearing orgasm. Fantasy come true and all that.

"F-fuck I'm close," says the one on top. The one on the bottom just groans wordlessly and nibbles on Ari's skin, trying and failing to say 'me, too'.

They're both close. He's doing it.

He activates Sync Up again, to the one on top this time.

Then he does his best to bring them both to orgasm at the same time. And his best is very good.

They both cry out and come inside Ari at the same time, their cocks rubbing against each other and pulsing against his inner walls. The one beneath Ari bites him involuntarily, hard enough to bruise.

Making two guys come at the same time has increased your FUK by 1!

Sync up has increased by 1!

Quest updated: Coming Strong

Progress: 9/10 orgasms, 7/7 sex sessions, 5/5 different stimuli

The pleasure is completely overwhelming. Ari is experiencing three orgasms at once, here; he's not built for this kind of sensation. The bite doesn't help either. Everything whites out, and Ari makes a noise that would be very embarrassing if he were currently aware of the world around him.

His senses fade back in slowly. The first thing he wants to do is kiss someone very, very thoroughly.

A truth has been revealed by an unusual event! Orgasming so hard that you forget the world around you, blurring the boundaries around your self's definition of its existence, has revealed the Distinction Between Self and Other.

The one on top is very willing to be kissed thoroughly. He's similarly blissed out, however, as is everyone around them.

...um.

Info, ...truths? Distinction Between Self and Other?

Info // Truths // Distinction Between Self and Other

Distinction Between Self and Other: Lvl 1 (0 / 3). Active. Special.

The territory of a self is created by a self's deeply believed boundary around 'me' that distinguishes it from 'not-me'. For a self to become aware of these boundaries renders it imaginable that these boundaries might change.

The consequences of this truth are absolutely unavoidable, and include dangers that transcend absolute immortality.

Pale shadows and lesser imitations of these consequences have been incarnated as Reality Skills, where they still rank among the most powerful and perilous aspects of your Erogame.

My and Your Feelings: Lvl 1 (0 / 3). Active. Special.

While all experiences must be the content of some experiencer, an experience need not be the content of only one experiencer. It is possible for qualia to belong to more than one consciousness simultaneously.​

Well that's concerning. Ari's not gonna worry about it right now, though.

He extricates himself from the two friends, groaning as they slide out of his well-stretched hole. Absently, he swipes a finger through the cum dripping out of him and has a taste.

It tastes like cinnamon, strawberry, and oregano.

People start getting back to Earth significantly stickier than they remember being, to widespread confusion. But most don't seem to be paying enough attention to other people to notice how everyone came simultaneously. Some guys are laughing at what was probably the best orgasm they've had, while others are cuddling or making out with each other.

Men almost universally have refractory periods.

Ari has one too, and he's feeling the effects of pushing it. His cock is tender, his prostate feels like a bruised peach, and the ache in his balls would probably put him off sex entirely if he wasn't so specifically into that. But he can't give up yet. He has one more round to go. Then he'll go to sleep for the night, and he'll wake up miraculously restored.

He finds his backpack, shrugs it back on, and seeks out Eric in the crowd.

Completely naked, leaning against a table with various bits of dry cum over him in various places, a waning erection enveloped by a condom, and a goofy grin on his face. There's another guy lying on a table next to him who looks like he probably was the cause of Eric's latest orgasm.

Ari leans down and kisses him.

"Have fun?"

"I'll wake up tomorrow and pretend nothing ever happened today and return to work and live my life." Beat. "But yes."

"Not if I have anything to say about it. And I do, because you still have to bend me over that desk of yours."

"Mr. Kaltmann, this is a gay pub, however twisted by whatever bizarre reality-altering effects you must have created by being nude. My workplace is my workplace and I would rather not be fired."

"Oh, Mr. Jones. You underestimate my powers at your peril."

Just for fun, and to see if the "truth" works this way, Ari tries to let down the barriers around his mind and let Eric feel the unbridled chaotic glee that has been his mental state for the past ~20 hours.