Euphrates Pharmaceuticals: Back-Door Medicine, Day Two

Nicky Noxville

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“Go away, Randolph,” I droned, stubbornly keeping my eyes closed. What a strange dream that had been, I thought, stretching beneath the warm sheets. I’d been so high, and these two dudes had both put their penises up my butt at the same time. I wasn’t gay, but it had all felt so good. It felt late, I realized, but the sun wasn’t coming in through my windows like it usually did.


I opened my eyes and stared around the sterile room in surprise. It was the room from my dream! The door swung open, and two familiar guys in scrubs walked in.



They were real! They walked into the room, fresh, rested, and smiled at me. My eyes dropped to their crotches, to the bulges in their scrubs, and I noticed their smiles widen. At the same time, I could feel my own morning wood throbbing under the blankets.

It had to be morning wood.

I couldn’t be hard over my dream, or these guys and their penises.

“Good morning, Roscoe,” Chance greeted me. My mind reeled for a moment, the only thought that would come into focus was that he had put his penis up my butt. They both had.

“Are you ready to get started?” Bryson asked, casually reaching down to scratch his crotch and grinning wider when my eyes followed. I was still having trouble comprehending that all this was really happened. Had I really let both these guys put their penises up my butt? How high was I?

And why did my asshole feel so funny?

“I… I don’t… I…” I stammered.

“What’s wrong, buddy?” Bryson asked, his face the image of concern.

“I… Did I… Did it really happen?” I went on, close to hyperventilating.

“Did what happen?” Chance asked.

“Did you… Your penises… Were they in my butt?” I asked, my cheeks burning as I averted my eyes. My face burned hotter. I didn’t want to ask the question, especially if it had all been a dream, but it was all so clear, so vivid.

“Of course,” Chance answered without skipping a beat.

“How else were we going to get the medicine deep enough?” Bryson added.

Oh god! They really did it!

And it really felt that good!

I let out a little whimper as my cock throbbed. Even with the blanket and sheet covering me, I felt exposed. I was buzzing inside my skin, and I clutched at the sheets to steady myself.

“Now, are you ready to get started?” Bryson asked again.

“I don’t think… I don’t think I can do that again,” I said, trying to sound firm.

“What, didn’t you like the high?” Chance asked.

“Yes, but—” I began.

“Then what’s the problem? Don’t forget, if you quit now you don’t get paid.” Bryson cut in.

“I’m just not sure I want to…” I drifted off.

“Are you sure? We’re testing what three at once would do today,” Chance informed me, and I felt my dick throb under the sheet as the ache in my hole intensified into a sensation only describable as need.

“It’s just… I don’t want you to use your penises,” I confessed, blushing.

“Is that all?” Bryson asked with a chuckle.

“We won’t be able to get as deep that way,” Chance pointed out, chuckling along, “But, sure, we can do that.”

“You can?” I asked.

“Well, we don’t recommend it, since the medicine won’t get as deep,” Chance began, “but we promise that we won’t use our penises unless you ask us to.”

“Okay,” I agreed with a relieved sigh, watching Bryson pull three suppositories from the pocket of his scrubs. I threw the sheets back, forgetting about my erection, and that I was still naked. They both laughed, but I just rolled onto my side, just like the night before.

I didn’t want them to fuck me, but I did want that high back.

The first suppository touched my hole and was sucked in, followed my the second, and then the third. They didn’t use their penises. They didn’t use their fingers. They just left them there. By the time I rolled back onto my back they were gone, and the door was clicking shut behind them.

By the time I took my third breath, the little sun had sparked back into existence and waves of pleasure were washing through my pelvis.

“La la la la la!” I sang along with it, picturing the happy little cartoon sun as it bobbed and sang it’s song. I sighed, relaxed, and just enjoyed the sensations as the sun burned brighter.

And brighter.

And brighter.

My legs were twisting on the bed, my cock bobbing and leaking. The sensations were more intense than ever, only they weren’t going deeper. They were just hovering there, sizzling against my hole.

“Ohhhhhhhhnnnn,” I groaned, the wanton noise echoing through the sterile room. I rocked my hips, desperately trying to wiggle and work the little sun deeper.

But it just stayed where it was and got even more intense.

“Ah!” I gasped, arching my back and then twisting onto my side with a groan of surrender. I sucked on my fingers and pulled them free with a string of drool and moved them into position at my hole. “Deeper,” I droned as I thrust three fingers unceremoniously into my throbbing hole. I arched my back, frantically pulling my fingers free only to shove them back in again, over and over, but it wasn’t enough.

It wasn’t deep enough.

I groaned and added my pinky finger to the mix, stretching my needy hole even wider. It still wasn’t enough. No matter what I tried, I couldn’t get the little sun to move deeper into me.

“How’s it going buddy?”

They’re back! I rolled onto my back, pinning my arm under me as I kept my fingers buried in my ass. Chance and Bryson were grinning down at me, and I felt my cock throb.

“You look like you’re trying to get it deeper. Is it working?” Bryson asked.

“I… N-no!” I confessed, rocking my hips against my fingers.

“Yeah, I didn’t think it would.” Chance commented.

“Fuuuuuuck,” I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut as I tried to slam my ass down onto my fingers, but they wouldn’t go deep enough. “Fuck,” I repeated with a gasp of realization. I needed it deeper. “P-please, I need it deeper,” I cried out.

“But you made us promise not to put our penises up your putt today, Chance reminded me, his tone making it clear that he would have no qualms otherwise.

“Yeah,” Bryson stepped in. “We wouldn’t want to take advantage of you.”

“But… But I need it!” I squeaked. “Please! Please do it!”

“Do what?” Chance asked.

“Use… Use your penises again,” I answered.

“Use our penises to do what?” He continued to draw it out.

“Aww, put them in my butt, make it go deeper,” I cooed in surrender. “Aww, I need it! I need it deep! Please make it go deep!”

“I don’t know,” Bryson mused. “I think it might be a little weird for us to just fuck you like that. It was different last night when it was for medical purposes.”

“No!” I objected with a squeak.

“Well, I do have two more we can give you,” Chance said as he pulled two more suppositories from his pocket. “Maybe it won’t be so weird if you let us use our penises to work these in nice and deep.”

Two more?

I realized that I was having trouble even thinking clearly as it was, with three burning away just the other side of my asshole.

What would two more do?

It would be…


Two more?

Their penises, driving them nice and deep, spreading that amazing warmth through my insides.

It would feel so good.

“Put ‘em deep,” I groaned, rolling over and pulling my fingers free. They tugged and pulled at me, positioning me at the edge of the bed, and I felt both of them press against my hole at the same time.

“Are you sure, buddy?” Chance asked, both of them pausing.

“Yes!” I gasped, turning to look at them. I felt hands press the suppositories into place at the same time where their cocks and my asshole all met. It was tighter, but they pressed, and the both suppositories squished past the heads of their cocks to slide silkily into my already buzzing hole.

The sun exploded, licking fingers of heat exploring my insides. But I didn’t get to think about that for long because they were both pressing forward.


Just like last night.

I gripped the bed and crooned, pressing back against them as they fucked the heat deep into my insides. It was everything it had been last night, and more.

“Fuu-uuu-uuu-uuuck!” I groaned as they pounded.

“How’s it feeling?” Bryson panted.

“Deeeeeeeeeeeeep, aww, yeah, it’s deep!” I cooed, twisting against the sheets as I rocked back onto the double penetration.

“Fuck,” Chance gasped, “I’m going to cum!” I felt one of them start thrusting faster, erratic, and then plant himself inside me as liquid heat boiled through my insides. The other cock just kept fucking. When it was over, Chance pulled free leaving Bryson to fuck me on his own.

“You know what?” Bryson growled. “I think we can get it deeper if you get on all fours.” He pulled me from the bed, guiding me to the floor without ever pulling out of my ass. When I was on all fours, he gripped my hips and started punch fucking me.

“Ah!” I gasped. “Ohh-ohhh-ohh-woahh!” Chance moved in front of me and knelt back down, bringing his only partially deflated cock within inches of my lips.

“Open up, buddy,” he panted, wagging his dick in front of my mouth.

I don’t know why I did it.

I didn’t want to do it.

I thought it was gross to do.

But I did it all the same.

My lips parted, and he leaned forward, and then his penis was in my mouth, the final remnants of his load trickling across my tongue.

“Suck on it,” Chance ordered, and I groaned as my tongue started to explore his shaft. His cum didn’t really taste bad at all.

“Fuck, I’m cumming!” Bryson cried out, slamming into me with renewed fury as a second load boiled through my guts. I kept sucking, my own penis rigid between my thighs, a hair away from going off. It came to an end, and both of them stayed planted inside me. Chance was rocking his hips slightly, sliding his penis over my tongue in little motions as he waited.

I knew that the first thing I was going to do when they walked out was make myself cum.

“You ready?” Chance asked. I was trying to figure out how I was going to answer when I heard Bryson answer.

“Yeah, I’m good.”


Fingers tightened in my hair and around my waist as they began gently rocking their hips, pinning me between their bodies. I whimpered as I moved another step closer to the edge.

“Aww, fuuuck yeah!” Bryson growled, and I felt heat spreading through my ass.

He’s cumming again!

“Yeeeeah! Here you go!” Chance taunted, holding my head against his crotch as he started pumping into my mouth.

They’re both cumming again!

I swallowed, and swallowed, and swallowed. At the same time, Bryson was pumping my ass full. Part of me started to think that it wasn’t possible, swallowing and writhing as my brain worked it out.

They’re peeing!

I’m drinking pee!

He’s peeing in my butt!

Squealing between gulps, my untouched penis began spraying the floor beneath me with watery cum. Now that I had realized what was going on, it seemed obvious, but I couldn’t stop. I kept swallowing, kept bucking my hips, and I was draining my nuts onto the sterile tiles of the floor.

It was too much!

Finally, it came to an end, and then I felt their cocks swelling again. I nursed at the cock in my mouth with renewed fury, exploring the veins and textures as it returned to full rigidity. The cock in my ass had gotten hard again, too, and was rocking gently through my insides.

I felt so full, but I wanted more.

I was vaguely aware of voices, but nothing made sense anymore, and then cum was spraying across my tongue. I came again, squirting pathetically onto the floor, and passed out.

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