The Morning After & The Office Claim

Sunlight sliced through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, painting golden stripes across the black silk sheets. Luca woke slowly, body deliciously sore in all the right places. He was sprawled across the middle of the massive bed, one arm thrown over Julian’s chest, Alexander’s thigh pressed between his own. The twins were still asleep, breaths slow and even, their identical faces softened in a way Luca had never seen during the day.

He shifted slightly, and Julian stirred first—green eyes opening, darkening almost immediately as he took in Luca’s naked form tangled with them.

“Morning, pretty boy,” Julian murmured, voice rough with sleep. He rolled toward Luca, pinning him gently to the mattress, mouth finding the sensitive spot just below Luca’s ear. “Sleep well?”

Luca’s breath hitched as Julian’s hand slid down his stomach, wrapping around his already half-hard cock. “Yes, Sir.”

Alexander woke at the sound of Luca’s soft moan. He propped himself on one elbow, watching his brother stroke Luca with slow, deliberate movements. “We have a meeting at ten,” Alexander said, voice calm but laced with heat. “But we have time for breakfast.”

Julian grinned against Luca’s neck. “I’m hungry.”

They moved in perfect sync, as always.

Julian flipped Luca onto his stomach, pulling his hips up so he was on his knees, ass presented. Alexander knelt in front of him, fingers threading through Luca’s dark curls.

“Open,” Alexander ordered.

Luca parted his lips, taking Alexander’s thick cock into his mouth with a hungry moan. The taste of him salty, familiar from last night, made Luca’s own cock throb.

Behind him, Julian spread Luca’s cheeks, licking a slow, hot stripe from his balls his pink, swollen hole. Luca bucked, moaning around Alexander’s length. Julian’s tongue circled his rim, then pushed inside, fucking him open with wet, filthy thrusts.

Alexander’s hand tightened in Luca’s hair, guiding him deeper. “Good boy. Take it all.”

Julian added two fingers alongside his tongue, stretching Luca further. When Luca was trembling and dripping, Julian pulled back, slicking his cock with the lube from the nightstand.

He pressed in slowly, Luca’s hole still sore from last night, burned beautifully from the stretch. Luca whined around Alexander’s cock, hips pushing back for more.

Julian started slow, then built to hard, deep thrusts that rocked Luca forward onto Alexander’s length. Alexander fucked his mouth in time with Julian’s rhythm, the two of them using Luca like he was made for it.

When Luca’s muffled cries grew desperate, Alexander pulled out of his mouth. “Not yet. You don’t come until we’re both inside you.”

Julian stilled, buried deep. Alexander moved behind them, pressing his cock against Luca’s already-stuffed entrance.

“Relax for me,” Alexander murmured.

Luca breathed deep. Alexander pushed in slowly, relentless until both thick cocks were seated inside him again. The stretch was even more intense in the daylight, every inch of him filled and claimed.

They didn’t wait long. They started moving in opposite thrusts at first, then syncing, pounding into him with brutal precision. Luca’s arms gave out; he collapsed onto his elbows, forehead pressed to the sheets, moaning brokenly with tears in his eyes.

Julian reached around to stroke Luca’s cock—fast, tight. “Come for us, Luca. Now.”

The command shattered him.

Luca eyes rolled back as he came hard, spilling over Julian’s fist, body clenching so tightly around both cocks that the twins groaned in unison. Alexander came deep inside Luca with a low growl. Julian thrusted harder and faster and followed seconds later, hips stuttering as he spilled deep into Luca.

They eased out gently, cum dripping down Luca’s thighs. Alexander kissed the small of his back. Julian pulled him up into a messy, lazy kiss.

“Shower,” Alexander said. “Then we go to the office. And you’re coming with us.”

Luca blinked tiredly. “Sir?”

Julian smirked. “We have a private conference room. Soundproofed. And we’re not done with you yet”.

The Voss brothers’ office building was a sleek glass tower in Canary Wharf. Luca drove them there as usual, but this time the partition stayed down the entire ride. Every time he glanced in the rear-view mirror, one of the twins was watching him with hungry, possessive eyes.

In the underground parking garage, they led him directly to the private elevator. It opened straight into their executive floor.

The conference room was massive: long black table, floor-to-ceiling windows with one-way tint, and a hidden door that led to a smaller, private lounge.

They didn’t bother with the table.

Julian locked the main door. Alexander pressed Luca against the wall, kissing him hard while Julian stripped him from the waist down.

“On the table,” Alexander ordered.

Luca climbed onto the polished surface, lying back. Julian pushed his knees apart, spreading him wide.

Alexander shed his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. “We’re going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight. Then you’ll drive us home like nothing happened.”

Luca’s cock twitched at the words.

Julian slicked himself and thrust into Luca’s mouth first—deep, claiming. Alexander moved between Luca’s legs, entering him in one smooth stroke. Luca moaned around Julian’s cock, the vibration making Julian curse.

They fucked him in tandem—Alexander pounding his ass, Julian using his throat. Then they switched: Julian in his ass, Alexander in his mouth.

After Luca came untouched from the relentless stimulation, they pulled him off the table and bent him over it.

Julian took his ass again. Alexander knelt beneath the table, sucking Luca’s cock while Julian fucked him hard.

When Julian came inside him, Alexander stood and took his place—thrusting into Luca’s cum-slick hole while Julian fed Luca his softening cock to clean.

Alexander came with a low groan, filling Luca hole to the brim.

They cleaned him up with warm clothes from the en-suite bathroom, kissed him softly, then dressed him like he was precious.

“Drive us home,” Alexander said, voice soft now. “We’ll take care of you there.”

Luca nodded, legs shaky, heart full.

As he slid behind the wheel, he caught their eyes in the mirror—both smiling, both promising more.