"Yo, Tech, we'll be right back wit dinnah in a little bit so watch ov'r da place, ya hear?" Ace Bunny called out as he and the rest of the team were set to take off one early night. Tech himself was in his precious lab, going over a few recent inventions when he heard his leader's call. He briskly makes his way to the entrance, poking his head out.

"Will do, Captain, bring back something good," 

The grey bunny nodded and signaled him farewell before he and the others left out the main door. Rev was the last one out and stopped momentarily to turn back towards his coyote love and blow him a kiss before rushing out with the rest. Tech hummed, his cheeks flushing slightly from the gesture before he turned back into his lab and sighed blissfully. The sweet, sweet sound of the shuttle doors closing with a prominent hiss was like music to the inventor's bent ears- coupled with Mozart playing gently from the pair of modified speakers he had somewhere in his abode.

There had been stress reaching high levels in the inventor's body that he had no idea was there until recently, when he suddenly snapped at Duck out of the blue after he snarked at him about how funny he looked being flattened perfectly into a pancake on the wall after the Loonatics' run-in with Massive the day before. It might not have been just that, but there were other issues that progressively, but utterly grated on his nerves. His occasional clumsiness, inventions going off the rails after countless hours of tinkering and making adjustments, Danger Duck's constant hovering, and Rev's rapid prattling. That last one shouldn't have annoyed him as much as he sometimes entertained it, but because his little road runner would ramble off at the wrong moments, it got to him.

And it did. the thought of simply snapping his neck briefly flashed over Tech's mind before he simply, but firmly shut his beak and bluntly kicked him out for the day. He felt bad later and went to apologize, which was met with total understanding and a mildly sloppy makeout to make up. And an impossibly quick handy for extra measure. At least he remembered to use lube so he wouldn't feel friction burns all the way to tomorrow. After he had barked a quick, but very audible "Fuck off!" to Duck today, he quickly caught himself and ran off to his place of peace to assess what reared the ugly head of his ire. As it turns out, he was stressed. A lot more than he anticipated and figured that he could fix it with an hour or two of 1800s music while relaxing and inviting Rev over to massage his ears and belly.

It hadn't fully disappeared and he needed more...stimulation, so to speak. But he didn't need to just up and finish it with just his paw. It was a cliche way to get things done as it didn't suit him, even if he could've asked his boyfriend for the task. He had an electrifying solution up his sleeve, and there was no need to use it where he'd be walked in on. Once the others had left, Tech huffed a breath of relief now that he was finally alone and retreated into his bedroom, where in the corner rested his personal device of pleasure device covered in an old blanket. His face lit up more than it ever could have when he drew closer to it, arousal spiking in his pelvic region.

"Ah, it's a pleasure to see you again, Mr. Posterior Lovemaker XXX," He greeted, grabbing the ruffled cloth and tossing it aside, revealing it to be a custom-made sex machine, put together by yours truly. Tech's tail swayed side-to-side as he looked the machine up and down with a lecherous, but generous smile as his sweatpants became tighter due to his rapidly growing arousal. It was forest green in color, its metal shining dully in the face of the lamp turned on at the end of his bed. It was as long as his torso and had one ten-inch-long dildo on each side, modeled after his own but bumped up a few sizes, with various features on both sides. It even had two handlebars on each side for balance to finish off.

A beautiful piece of work in terms of lust if he said so himself. And a successful one at that, as it didn't house as many flaws as everything else, and had easy fixes if there was a malfunction to occur.

He didn't get to test it out often but found it to operate just perfectly. However...

Tech's paw glowed green as did the sex machine and lifted it just barely off the ground with little difficulty, moving and setting it down in the middle of the floor so he'd have more space.

He'll need to test it one last time before he shows it to Rev. And the alone time he got was perfect. He sheds his T-shirt first, grabbing the bottom and shimmying it up past his head, tossing it aside before hooking his fingers under the hem of his pants and pushing them down, leaving him bare with his eight-inched erection at full mass as he wore no underpants. For the most part. He lets his paw glow faintly and the machine activates with a small chirp, meaning it was ready for testing, as shown by the two dildos whirring to life and vibrating softly with the machine. He designed it specifically to bend to his will in case Duck manages to stumble upon it one of these days. you can never be too careful. But he'll come around and give the mallard a smaller but fully functioning one once he learns and respects the word, privacy.

"Test number 5, commencing," Tech sighs as he bent down at the end of the machine and pressed one of the four buttons with the squirt symbol, holding it. "First. Lubrication."

The artificial length nearby corresponded and began to ooze a clear substance from the head and underneath it down the shaft perfectly, reaching the end of the base before the coyote lets up on the button and letting a few drops hit the exterior. He nodded in approval. No sudden spillage, no sudden explosions, the first task was a success. "Perfect."

He stands up and steps over his creation, bending over slightly and squatting down, hissing softly when his tight ring met the wet tip of the schlong and sat down slowly. The lube he implanted in the machine was infused with botulinum toxins that help relax the muscles in an individual. The usage of glycerin made it more effective and very pleasurable, which is why Tech took the length down to the base with relative ease, letting loose a breathy moan. "Ho-o-o-h. Excellent."

He bends forward, moaning softly as the dildo slides out to the tip and pushes back in lucidly, repeating the same notion and making a pleasant 'schlick' noise with each thrust, occasionally bucking slightly to tap his prostate, but softly. Tech grits his teeth and pushed back against the lower end of his creation that fucked him nice and steadily. The sheer feeling of getting it from behind compelled him to manipulate the other dildo in front of him to push out and tap against his snout. He tipped softly in the middle of groaning soundly from one firm push of the rear dildo and opened his maw, scooting forward just a little and enveloping the length in his mouth.

Tastes just like Rev. And myself.

He could never forget that he had given the dildos a flavor consisting of his and his lover's combined for more realism. Nothing too complicated with that, considering he took a few small skin samples from himself and Rev's to melt down and pump into the silicone rods that now spitroasted him. The process had him questioning his morality and sanity, yet the thought of getting to taste a meaty cock artificially turned him on. He moaned on the length pumping itself into his mouth, using his tongue to stimulate it to his best ability as he let his eyes close, and his fantasy of being taken from both sides by his lover run wild.

He could hear him- or them now, panting and grunting with effort as they fuck him from both sides. One Rev Runner thrusting sheath-deep into his muzzle, holding his head and rubbing down one of his ears as the other behind him threw his hips forward, stretching him smoothly with each pump of his unusually enlarged cock that in the real world was seven point-five inches. His cock was curved specifically to target hitting his sweet spot over and over again with eye-rolling results. He'd hold his hip with one hand and his tail with the other. On other occasions when he mounted him, his hand would be working his cock and twisting around the head. Tech's cock was stuck between the smooth leather he laid on and his fur, rubbed by both from being rocked back and forth by his own creation.

Oh, Rev! Harder, faster, shove that big cock down my throat! Came Tech's lust-muddled thought as the two toys penetrating him from both sides start to pick up speed, even though he hadn't given worked out the feature for that yet. Except for the last two times. In his pleasure-drunken haze, he forgets that the machine increases its speed on its own, activated by the user's mood. He doesn't pause to think though, as he was struck in his prostate again and he groans on the length passionately fucking his mouth and unloads on the leather and himself in strong bursts of semen. He had been pent up as of late coupled with the stress building up in his system the last few weeks.

"Mmmrh! Mmmh! Mmh- mmh! Mmmmph!" The sticky wetness would be a chore to clean off his fur later, but the euphoria kept him from worrying about it as there were more pressing matters that were beginning to show. But as of now, he kept focusing on his little wet daydream of the two Revs pleasing him in more ways than one.

In his mind, Rev #1 was moaning loudly, his thrusts in the coyote's maw becoming erratic and balls-deep from how firmly he sucked on him. Almost like a succulent piece of meat. His end was approaching quickly once Rev #2 had cum, filling his ass full of his roadrunner seed, prompting the coyote to then finish as well, yet he couldn't help but keep on. He wanted to give everything he had stored in his balls to his lover like his counterpart, and stopped at nothing to do so.

Fuck yeah, ooh, fuck yes! 

Rev #2 would snarl, really putting effort into his rolling hips that pistoned his cock into Tech's ass like no tomorrow, like Rev #1 was doing, coming closer and closer and...

Aaah, fuck, baby!

Tech's eye flew open at the rush of warm cream shooting down his maw, finding that the length pumping into his mouth had reached its limit as he has. The globs he tasted in huge bursts and spilled from his mouth tasted like his own, but a tab bit more salty and fresh. He had forgotten about that feature, yet found it all the more tantalizing. His surprise quickly melted back into bliss as the toy finished spurting its load and kept pushing into his mouth, now finding himself trying to let out a howl that came out muffled and gunked with cum. His paws hanging limply onto the upper handlebars start to glow faintly, meaning that it was time to stop and recover. He had enough and hated wanting to end it so soon, but he didn't need to spend too much time like this.

But the machine didn't stop. A clear part of his mind that was not corrupted by the numbing bliss of being hit from both sides willed for his Magnekinesis to work and shut this thing off or at least slow down so he can take his time with this like from the start. As soon as he managed to get it into effect, the dildo in his ass began to pump even faster, causing him to let out a strangled sound on the artificial cock in his mouth and seize. His cock was erect again and reacting to the change in pace as he started to panic, both eyes wide and filled with love hearts.

"Mh-Mh-Mh-Mmmh~!" He got out in euphoric gasps as the force of the toy pounding his rear made him take the other deeper in his maw, already reaching his throat if it hadn't then. The pace it went was 1/4 of Rev's speed and it hardly did much to quell the panic in his barely unclouded mind. He tries again, managing through the endless and merciless fucking his ass and prostate received to attempt to use his powers to stop the machine. The sizeable machine glowed only faintly before the rapidly moving dildo stilled for a moment before resuming again, vibrating.

He wailed in lust-filled distress as doing that made the situation worse. Not to mention that the cock in his mouth was beginning to inch towards its second load. 

Shi...shit...need to shut this off. It's going too fast- "Mmph!" His thoughts were interrupted when the dildo pounding away inside him started twisting in circles as it vibrated greatly.

Greatly against his abused sweet spot. He cums again, but harder to the point where it started to hurt as he saturated the smooth leather and his already soiled stomach in his lust. But that wasn't the most shocking thing. His mind was just about gone to the point that his regen was kicking in and nullifying any and all manners of discomfort or soreness, meaning that he couldn't feel anything but pleasure. And the crazy part about all this was: He wasn't stopping it. He couldn't think properly past this point on how, as he was relentlessly throatfucked and fucked in the ass with no signs of stopping.

I...can't....too much pleasure. Too...much...

The dildo fucking Tech's mouth blows its load a second time, pumping all shots down his throat like a smooth dream. He whined, finally settling down on his creation, eyes rolled up and tongue lolling out the side of his mouth. All that ever remained in his mind was the need to take dick. That's all that matters to him now, until either it runs out of battery (in about an hour and a half), or until someone comes to help. Until then, he's just going to lay here, and accept the endless ramming of a lifetime.

More...more...more! I want more cock, please don't stop fucking me. Give me more cum, please!

The last few thoughts Tech E. Coyote's mind could manage as he moaned happily and mindlessly, taking the near-ruthless pounding from behind with a purpose. Tail wagging happily, ears twitching with sounds of wet schlicking and slapping. Eventually, he cums a third time, moaning only in broken bliss as he unconsciously manipulates the dildo in his maw to move as fast as the other one that rammed his loose ass. He had never been so relieved in his life as to be destroyed in such a manner.

In a way, he had practically relieved himself of his own stress. At least his precious milk-dispensing machine works without a hitch.