Todd was sandwiched in between two guys, one his age underneath him who he was fucking, and one whose big cock was pulling in and out of his ass at a really nice pace that had all their balls slapping together in a satisfying way.
He hadn’t asked either of their names because he didn’t know them anyway. Ron’s cousin’s husband’s boyfriend or some stupid shit was having an orgy and they’d been invited and Arthur had wanted to go, so they were here. Half the people here only seemed to speak Daolo, which Todd knew a little bit of because it was what Sam normally spoke in the castle, but not enough to hold a real conversation with.
Fortunately he knew the words for ‘cock,’ ‘ass,’ ‘fuck,’ ‘cum’ and ‘hole,’ so he was doing okay. Arthur had even taken his cage off before they’d come, saying that there was a difference between being a guest and a cumrag. When Todd had found out from a demon toilet how much of a lie that was, he’d extracted a promise that after this Todd wouldn’t have an orgasm for a month.