Chapter 3: Livestream Fun
"H-Hey Theodore…?" Simon whispered, hidden away in his bedroom closet door. "Are you sure this is okay?"
"I’m about as sure as my cheeks are full." Theodore answered.  He was dressed in the same snug and skin-denting latex gear from when he trapped his brothers in the basement about a month ago. He lay on the bed, on his stomach, typing away on his laptop.
Tonight was going to be a very interesting night for the chipmunk trio. The day after their sweet and sloppy escapades in the bakery, Theodore made an account on a few porn sites and posted a few of the snapshots and video snippets. Mostly for his curiosity and fun, he didn’t expect to get much attention from the posts, but after a week, he returned to the posts he made and was rather amazed by the substantial number of views and comments received on the posts. Several thousand people had viewed and liked the videos and photos, and many of the gawkers added the newly-created accounts to their watch lists. Pleased with the results, he posted a few more and watched as his subscriber count rose higher and higher.
After a month, he took it a step further; he began to post premium content, adding a modest paywall on longer and higher-res videos and albums, just to see the outcome. As he predicted, his viewers bought into it, eager for more of the cute and sloppy chipmunk cub trio. Even with the small price, the profit he earned was rather substantial. Seeing this, he continued to film and photograph his lewd activities, posting some videos and pictures for free as well as teasers and compilations of the newer premium content. The income would grow exponentially in terms of sales and overall net gain, increasing as the months went on. Of course, he simply had to spread the news to his brothers, who would be shocked by the eye-popping gains and feedback. Alvin was more than enthused, and Simon, reserved as usual, was uncertain if it was a good idea to be exposing themselves so freely to the world, digitally or otherwise. He could only shrug off the worry, though, as his two younger brothers showed no concern.
Several months later, Theodore was preparing to take it up a notch. Tonight, he wanted to try live streaming for his fans, curious about the outcome this would yield. For the last week, he’s been busy setting up his room for the fun to unfold tonight. He created an account for Triple-X Entertainment and posted an announcement to his several porn accounts, letting his followers know of the show he was preparing. That night, he used some of his earnings to buy various lewd toys and gear, shipped express. The night of the show, he set up several cameras for different viewing angles, linked them to his laptop, and prepared his brothers to put on a show.
Simon poked his head out of the closet. His cheeks were feverishly red, and he had an uncertain demeanor. "But it’s… I-I dunno, kind of embarrassing?"
Theodore smiled and looked up from the computer in front of him. "You say embarrassing; I say inspiring.  Now come on out, silly; don’t be a tease!" Simon looked to the floor with a grumble and reluctantly walked out of the closet, eyes meeting the floor and paws hidden behind his back. Out came Simon, dressed in the same sultry and provocative outfit Theodore wore, tailored to fit his taller, curvier, and bountiful body and colored blue instead of green. Theodore sat up, smiling even brighter when he saw his brother. "Ahh!  I knew it would look good on you! It fits you so well!"
Simon avoided eye contact, looking either at the floor or over his shoulders. He softly tugged at his left stocking. "I'm not sure I agree... These stockings are really snug. And these, uh, panties are giving me a wedgie."
"Really?  Hmm…" Theo hopped off of his bed and padded over to Simon. "Turn around real quick.  Maybe I can adjust it a little." Simon nodded silently and turned around, leaving Theodore to fix his outfit. Theo would look at Simon’s lower body, inspecting how the showy garments wrapped around his legs and rump cheeks. "Ah, I think I see the issue."
"You do?  What’s— A-AH!" Simon suddenly let out a loud shriek. His whole body suddenly tensed up when he felt a paw grab his latex underwear and yank up on them sharply, further wedgie-ing him harder. He instinctively stood on his toes, and his ears and tails perked up to the ceiling. "T-THEO!  H-Haa—!" He tensed up a little harder when he felt a harsh spank to his right cheek, a loud clap sounding off in the room.
Theodore chuckled and released the grasp on those latex undies, smiling proudly with his paws on his hips. "Hmmm, I dunno, bro.  It looks pretty good from my point of view."
"Nn... Y-You jerk...!" Simon complained, rubbing the freshly reddened spot on his butt.
"Aww, I was just having fun... Besides, how am I supposed to resist this big plush booty? Theodore stepped closer and hugged Simon, his plush chest and belly against his back and his hips against his butt.
Simon blushed a little hotter, already feeling Theodore’s excitement against his rear. He smiled slightly and pushed his hips back against the latex tent. "Heh, you’re one to talk, and you’re always hauling two tons of tushy."
"H-Heeey! Don’t start without me!" Alvin called out, pushing a big cardboard box in front of him into the bedroom. Like his brothers, he was strapped down in latex, and of course, his uniform was red. Unlike Simon, though, he seemed to have a more ecstatic and excited state of mind.
Theo giggled and grinned, breaking the hug and backing up slightly. "Don’t worry, we were just messing around a little.  I still have to finish setting up anyway." He walked back over to the bed, hopping up and returning to tapping away at his laptop.
"What’s in the box, anyway?" Simon asked curiously. He didn’t wait for an answer; he leaned over the cardboard crate and lifted the flaps. His and Alvin’s eyes went wide when they looked inside. From small to large and with many different shapes, uses, and colors, the box was brimming with an impressive collection of sex toys and provocative gear. Whispering, bewildered, to themselves, they reached their paws in to sift through the treasure. Long and large dildoes, anal beads for beginners and vets, vibes rattling teasingly soft and vigorously hard, whips and paddles in one corner, cuffs and binders in another, quarts of lube in another... They waded and waded through the box of wonderous toys; it practically seemed bottomless. There was so much to experiment with! "Where did you get all this, Alvin?"
"Don’t ask me," he replied with a shrug, gesturing toward the bed. "Ask Mr. Large-And-In-Charge."
Theodore smirked, his eyes steadily glued to his computer screen. "Call it an investment. All that naughty money can’t just stay in the bank, you know."
Simon chuckled back, idly delving deeper into the box. "I guess you could think of it that way... What are you doing over there, anyway?"
"Making sure that everything is absolutely perfect for our debut... He answered.
Alvin looked up from the big cardboard container. "You’re really expecting that big of an audience?"
"Quite a few people are already tuned in.  Either way, big or small, you've gotta give it your all. We haven’t been lazy during a show before; we can’t start being lazy now."
Simon couldn’t help but nod. "I guess you’re... U-Uhh…" After pushing aside another few toys, Simon discovered a sizeable and very interesting machine underneath. It only took one glance for Simon to realize what it was.
Alvin’s eyes widened with astonishment, and his smile bloomed bigger. "Eeeee! Holy cow!"  He reached into the box and grabbed the machine, several of the toys in the box falling to the floor carelessly as he pulled it out. He set it down next to the box. "Ooh, please, PLEASE, tell me we’re gonna use this tonight!"
"Hehe, anything you want, Al." Theodore agreed, grabbing the two leashes next to him. He hopped off the bed and walked over to his brothers. "Now, let’s get you guys ready."
Looking down at the toys, machines, and giddy faces his brothers wore, Simon couldn’t help feeling further nervous. "Uh, hang on, guys... M-Maybe I should sit this out; I’m still not feeling—H-Hey..!"
Theodore wouldn’t have any of Simon’s doubts and reached up to latch the collar around his neck. Afterward, he gave the leash a firm yank, making the tallest brother squeak submissively as he teetered toward Theodore. "The only thing you’re gonna be sitting on tonight is a big bumpy toy... You’re gonna be a good little actor tonight, right?" Theodore’s eyes narrowed as he gazed at Simon with a toothy grin.
Simon shivered, still very reluctant. "B-But… Theod—A-Augh!"  Theodore tugged harder on the leather rope, pulling downward this time. Simon quickly succumbed and fell to his knees, one paw on the tight leash around his neck.
Theodore giggled and stepped closer to his kneeling sibling, looking down superiorly. His tone turned a little sterner. "I said… You’re gonna be a good little actor tonight." Simon looked up at Theodore, shivering on his hands and knees. In no position to protest, he nodded slowly and repeated Theodore’s words. "Good boy, Simon. And you, Alvin..." He directed his attention to his other brother, whose tail was wagging like a puppy, ready for anything and everything. He reached over to him, wrapping the collar around his neck next. "You’ll be a good actor, too, Won’t you?"
Alvin was much more accepting of the submissive position, leaning toward his stout and chubbier brother. "Absolutely, boss.  I wanna put on a hell of a show with you."
"Good boy~" Theodore pulled on his leash, pulling him in and locking lips with him briefly, both moaning softly before Theodore pulled away.
Simon shuffled a bit on his knees, looking up at his two brothers, basking in pent-up excitement. They looked at him with lust-glazed eyes, his ears perking up when he became the focal point again. "I… Uh…" Simon stammered, collecting his thoughts; Alvin and Theodore waited patiently. "You sure Dave’s not gonna catch us...?"
Theodore nodded.  "I’m extra sure.  In fact, he should be counting sheep in dreamland right now."
"Sleepy pills again?  Is it okay to keep using those?" Simon asked.
"He’ll be fine!  I swear!" Theodore quickly answered in his usual chipper tone.
Alvin chimed in. "Yeah, he’ll be fine! Trust our little bro, Si."
"If you say so..." Simon whispered, his ears folded behind his head.
"I do! Now get your butt up; we’ve got gadgets and toys to shove in it!" Theodore gave Simon’s leash one more light tug, this time upwards. Simon grunted and followed the pull, standing back on his hind legs. Theodore led his brothers to the bed and guided them onto the mattress. He then moved the big box of toys closer to the bed for easier reach. Finally, he crawled up onto the bed himself. "Alright boys… Chests to the ground and butts to the sky! Get those cheeks jiggling." Alvin and Simon immediately obeyed; positioned on their paws and knees, they lowered their faces to the mattress and perked their cute young asses up, Alvin’s tail raised proudly and Simon’s curled to the side. They began to lightly gyrate their hips, their plump cheeks wobbling. Last preparation, Theodore turned the laptop on the bed so he and his bros could read all the comments as they popped up.
With a few more clicks and keystrokes, the cameras were primed and ready. Theodore pressed the live button, and the first thing presented to the digital world was the plump and wedgied rumps of the two older brothers. There wouldn’t be any better confirmation that they were on the air than the sudden influx of comments and emojis admiring the red and blue latex-clad backsides and bulges bouncing about in the camera. Theodore smirked and looked over at his siblings, a lusty smile on Alvin’s face and a shy look on Simon’s, both brothers blushing on their facial cheeks as their butt cheeks bounced and clapped. Theodore pulled his paws away from the flat keyboard and reached down in the box near the bed, grabbing a thin, flexible black riding crop, the first of many more tools for the night. "Shake it harder, bros.  They love it."
Theodore sang as he lifted his right paw and brought the whip down firmly onto Simon’s rear. "Haaa!  Ohh, gosh!" He reared his head with a loud groan and quickly obeyed, the sting and intimidation urging him to work his hips faster as he clawed at the blanket under him. He whimpered louder when he caught another lash to his chipmunk rump.
Eager to receive his lick, Alvin started twerking his tush hard and fast, his glutes clapping so happily. He moved closer to Simon, bumping his hips against his brother as he shook his backside for the camera. It would then be his turn to moan when Theodore smacked his bouncy bottom with the riding crop. "Ahhh! Y-Yeeeaahh..!"  Every nerve in Alvin’s body was jittering after the first whip. "Give it to me! Whip me—Ahh! Yeah, mmm!"  Once more, the loud smack of the small whip sounded in the room and into the camera mics when Theodore lashed at Alvin’s rump again, spacing each lash a couple of seconds apart. The chubby brother in charge alternated between his two submissive siblings. Whipping Alvin a few more times before moving back to Simon and then back to Alvin, they left long red, slanted-horizontal streaks across their beautiful tushy cheeks and thighs and filled the room with loud and unbridled cries of pleasure and pain. The viewers were already eating it up, blowing up the feed with how much they loved the view and the cute squeaky sounds they made.
Theodore kept up the punishing treatment for some time, his ears ringing from the sweet moans, their bodies becoming quite warm all around, and a few beads of sweat rolling down their faces and their butts and thighs. He pauses the lashes and looks at the red streaks across his sibling’s rumps. He reached over with his left paw, squeezed Alvin’s rear, and coaxed a loud groan when he irritated the already-burning sting. Despite the pain from behind, Alvin showed how much he loved the rough treatment by pushing his bottom back against Theodore’s grasp. Simon, however, gave a somewhat different reaction; when he felt his cheek firmly squeezed, he shuddered from ear to toe, his thighs practically collapsing as he gave a complaining whine from the sharp, sore sensation. His whimpers were mixed with audible, shaky pants.
A giggle escaped the chubby boy’s lips, admiring his brothers’ behaviors. He moved his paws away and crawled back slightly. "Alright guys… Now spread those bubbly cheeks. Alvin nods and reaches behind him to grab his punished rump cheeks, proudly parting them. Between his cheeks, he would expose his tailhole—to the viewers’ surprise, under the thin strap of his shiny latex panties, a silicon plug was stuffed right inside. Hesitantly, he grabbed his rear, wincing from the sting from his freshly whipped buns, and slowly exposed his plugged tush. Of course, the comments erupted from the anal exposition as well. "Mmm, my naughty brothers... You’re really having fun, huh?"
Alvin nods and giggles. "Yeah. Mm, yeah, Theo." Simon stayed quiet, avoiding eye contact.
Theodore looked at his tall brother, audibly tapping the lashing edge of the riding crop on his left paw. "Simon.  You’re pretty quiet...."
"Oh!  Uh—!" Simon snapped to his senses, looking at Theodore and especially the torture tool in his younger brother. "I… I am having fun!  Y-Yeah, lots... of fun..!"
"Really?  You don’t sound too sure." Theodore grabbed Simon’s leash, tugging him again. He released his sore rump and clambered to his hands and knees, lifting slightly to face the larger, chubbier brother more directly. The cameras could also get a fair look at her timid demeanor. Theodore chuckled and touched his nervous brother’s cheek. "I think we need to make sure you’re having fun... Alviiin~"
Like a canine to his master’s whistle, Alvin moved his paws away from his rear, pushing himself up on all fours. "Yeah, boss?"
"Help me make sure our darling Simon feels really good." Theodore kindly requested, turning away, reaching back into the box, and rustling his paw about the colorful contents. His left paw kept a tight hold of Simon’s leash, keeping him in check.
"Yes sir~" Alvin sang with glee, crawling behind Theodore, his paws quickly getting busy and explorative on his bro’s backside.
Simon’s heart started racing, his cheeks burned with a deeper blush, and he couldn’t help but squirm. "What… what’re you gonna do…?"
"Just making sure you’re nice and cozy while we, uh, train you to be a good boy," he answered, pulling his paw out with a pair of handcuffs and a chain of big anal beads in tow. He felt Simon try to pull away, but he asserted his dominance by pulling him closer, grabbing both his brothers’ wrists in his paws. "Get his booty ready, Al," he playfully demanded as he snapped the cuffs onto his slinky brother’s wrists, rendering his paws mostly immobile.
Alvin nodded and grabbed his lovely rump cheeks in his paws. He started by tugging down Simon’s skimpy little blue thong, relieving him of the wedgie while baring his bottom, his balls, and his cock, vulnerable and visibly twitching and excited as a string of precum bridged between the smooth and sturdy. "Oh wow.  You really do like getting abused, huh, dirty brother?" Alvin teased.  Simon didn’t reply, only giving soft whimpers and shivers. He parted them to expose the base of the silicon acorn, keeping his backdoor stretched and loose. Keeping Simon’s left rump cheek moved aside, Alvin grabbed the plug with his right paw and pulled back slowly, making his taller bro wriggle and groan as he felt his anal pucker stretched back out. He started slowly and pulled gradually harder and harder, the moans growing louder. Until finally, it popped out, and his hole quite noticeably gaped. And understandably so; the plug was very sizeable, large enough to rival one of their paws balled into a fist. Simon bucked and arched his back, crying out as his sensitive rear entrance was now open and voided from the somewhat hasty removal of that big toy, the empty feeling inside making him squirm in his brothers’ paws.
Upon the silicon plug popping out, Alvin quickly caught Simon’s scent. His eyes were glued to that crater between his bro’s cheeks, and he couldn't resist. Alvin moved his face closer to Simon’s rear, both paws on his reddened cheeks to keep that hole in view, and inhaled deeply through his nose. "Huuuuff… Golly, you smell so good."
"I… You think so...." Simon whispered aloud, looking over his shoulder at Alvin.
"Oh yeah… You’re so wet and musky back here." Alvin replied before letting his body act independently. He pressed his muzzle right against that gape, taking in his brother’s booty musk even more, and let his tongue wiggle and slide inside that hole. "Haaa… I love your... mmmm tushy scent Mmmmm
"Ahhh Ohh Alvin..!" Simon was already losing himself in the naughty sensations; the feel of his tailhole getting invaded sent waves of sinful delight through his body. He leaned forward onto Theodore, who chuckled and watched as his scarlet-clad brother lost himself in that booty and perked his hips onto Alvin’s face, inviting him to indulge. "Taste me more... Your mouth f... haa... feels so good." He wouldn’t need to ask twice; Alvin started to bury his muzzle against that gape, restricting himself from oxygen so he could only take in Simon’s delicious, sweaty scent. He opened his maw, drooling and swirling his tongue around that softened and wet void in Simon’s rear, feeling it pulse, wanting and aching to be full again. The attention to his hole made Simon go crazy as he pressed his face into Theodore’s chest, his moans muffled as his cock swelled, precum oozing onto the bedsheets and his pulled-down panties.  He instinctively pulled at the cuffs before him, wanting to move his hands freely, but light restraint was too strong.
Alvin kept tasting away at his brother’s wet, loose rear for a few minutes, then finally pulled away with a deep, satisfied sigh, a few strings of his saliva and Simon’s booty juice bridging between his face and that gape. He stretched those cheeks wider and looked at one of the cameras, showing off that lightly pulsing void and his lust-drunk demeanor. "Mmmm, wink for the cam, bro... Show that gape. Simon huffed, raising his tail and allowing his backside to become an exhibition. Theo held Simon close, one arm wrapped around his waist and the other holding onto the stubby chains of the cuffs.
"Ahh, Alvin, don’t stop... Please, I need this." Simon whimpered against Theodore’s chubby chest.
"Oh yeah?" Alvin giggled, looking under Simon and between his legs, glancing at the throbbing member between his thighs, leaking pre like a cracked faucet. "Heh, you’re so needy... Dirty big brother" Alvin said, raising his left paw to his face and licking all over his digits and palm. He balled his paws into a fist and pressed it against that gape very lightly. He could feel how loose his brother was; he knew his paw would slip in with little resistance.
Simon must have also known, as he perked and pushed his hips out when Alvin’s fist touched his loose tailpipe. "H-Haaa, do it. Stuff your hand in my butt; I want it." Alvin’s heart throbbed in his chest, loving how his brother begged for his rear to be used. He pushed his arm forward, both submissive brothers moaning as Alvin’s paw quickly sank inside Simon’s hole, the taller one’s noises being much louder. He pushed his paw in about halfway up his wrist and pulled back, punching back in slowly, then back out. The sensation drove Simon wild as he shouted unbridled arousal into Theodore’s chest.
Theodore chuckled, adoring Simon’s unyielding wails of pleasure. "See, Si? I told you this would be fun." Theodore cooed and looked down at Simon, giggling and blushing as he felt him buck and squirm as he was anally railed by his other brother’s arm. The roundest of the siblings leaned back slightly, dove his arm back into the box, and fished out a cordless, deep-blue magic wand vibrator. "Mmm, come here." He moved his paws down Simon’s restless, squirming body, grabbed him by the sides of his torso, and slowly lifted him off his chest, looking down to gawk at that throbbing boyhood. Every time Alvin's paw plunged inside, it twitched so hard precum blood flowed from his meat as that spelunking paw rolled back and forth over the vulnerable prostate, and the gushing would only increase in volume as Alvin worked more of his arm inside. "Goodness, you’re making such a mess... Let’s make a bigger mess." Theodore licked his lips, his eyes glittering with delight at the sticky sight below. Theodore pulled his panties down, biting his lip and stifling a moan as his cock sprang free, stiff as a diamond. He pressed himself closer to his brother in the middle, both wincing as the chunkiest bro pressed his meat right against Simon, a warm and satisfying feeling flowing through his pudgy figure as all that precum splattered on his shaft. His hips went on autopilot, grinding against Simon’s pulsating rod. The feelings would quickly escalate when the bulb of the wand was pressed against both of their cute, twitching members. When Theodore flipped the switch, turning the vibrating toy to a medium setting, a new addition of pleasure bloomed through his and Simon’s veins, making them reel and moan as they slid against each other and the pleasantly rattling gadget against their sensitive poles.
Simon’s body tensed up, every strand of fur on him rattling as he was stretched from the back and teased from the front. He clasped his eyes tightly and moaned much louder for his brothers and the online audience to hear. "T-Theo..! Theo I…!  Ahhh golly, I c-cant..!" He was a trembling mess, his body burning up as he was gradually overstimulated. With a loud chuckle, Alvin shoved his arm in elbow-deep, pressed hard, and ground on Simon’s prostate. All the while, Theodore grabbed Simon tightly by the hips, cooing as he rubbed up against that sensitive, swollen member, and increased the vibrations, shaking their vulnerable and frotting dicks even harder. The next thing Simon knew, his eyes got blurry as the arousal inside him raged through his veins. With a loud, squeaky scream, he was forced to climax, pent-up white ropes erupting high upwards and raining back down onto himself and Theodore. Every cumshot was accompanied by a hot and passionate moan. With their heads turned up and lips separated, they caught some thick, sweet cream in their mouths while their bodies were showered in the sticky white chipmunk cream. They continued to work on Simon’s most vulnerable and sensitive sweet spots, churning out every bit of boy milk they could.
By the time Simon’s orgasm finished, his and Theodore’s bodies were a mess with the fresh hot cream, with haphazard streaks of pearly white from head to knee. At that moment, Alvin pulled his arm out slowly, forcing one more audible groan from his brother, whose eyes were glazed over with overwhelmed pleasure. Theodore released Simon’s waist and backed up a little to see how well he’d support himself after being so thoroughly drained. To neither his nor Alvin’s surprise, Simon quickly fell forward onto the ruined sheets, shivering weakly and breathing heavily, streaks of sweat rolling down his messy figure. Theodore giggled, turning off the wand in his paw. "Jeez, Simon… I think you almost hit the ceiling that time."
When his vision cleared up through his gooey and foggy glasses, Simon noticed his face landing in front of Theodore’s laptop, where he would see the scrolling comments, each one that popped up exclaiming how they absolutely loved every second of the action. He’d even see a few donation notes flash on the screen for a few seconds before fading away. "They like us that much."
Alvin giggles and crawls over the exhausted Simon, laying down on his glazed body and wrapping his arms around him. He would also look at the stream of remarks that flowed in as he nuzzled down at his taller brother. "Darn right.  They especially loved you, you big scene-stealer.
"H-Heh, wow…"  Simon whispered aloud, shuffling about under Alvin. He couldn’t help but chuckle as he felt his brother on top of him. "Uhm, Al… I think those panties are just a little tight on you," he teased, pushing his hips up a little to press his bottom right against Alvin’s groin.
"Mmmmph, I can’t help it when I’m so in love with your big butt." Alvin spoke in a shivery tone, his swollen panty bulge twitching against Simon. "Just getting deep in your tushy hole made me wanna burst~."
"Hehe, don’t get too excited yet, Al," Theodore declared, returning to the big box of gadgets and goodies again. This time, out came a long, bumpy dildo, spanning over a foot long; it was double-sided, the bumps starting rather sizeable at the ends and getting intimidatingly bigger at the middle of the length.
The chipmunk in red gasped and rose up from his tired sibling, gawking at the long, flexible, beady toy in Theodore’s paws. "Ohhh, heck yeah," he greedily sang. He quickly turned from Theodore, pressing his face against the mattress and perking his rear again. He reached behind him and tugged his rubber-like panties down, letting his balls and cock hang between his thighs and giving him access to his butt plug. "Mmmm, hurry and pull this thing out, Theo... I wanna feel that big thing deep in my tush." He was shaking his plump, perky little ass the entire time, excited for his turn to get toyed with.
Theodore giggled, crawled over to Alvin, and grabbed the big piece of silicon, keeping his tailhole primed and ready. He pulled back slowly, Alvin’s moans starting low and getting louder as he felt it stretching his anal ring from the inside. He pulled and pulled, keeping a steady force, until the plug suddenly popped out of him, a hot moan gushing from his lips as a splash of lube and booty juice oozed from his spread-out tailpipe.
Alvin looked back, raised his tail high, and ensured the camera could see his dripping, winking hole. "How’s it look, Theo?" he asked through his moans and pants.
"Hehe, pretty naughty, bro," Theodore answered. He grabbed both of his brother’s butt cheeks, making him wince a little from the dormant sting on his cheeks, and spread them wide, making sure the camera got a good shot of his gape. He brought his face closer to that hole and nuzzled his muzzle against it, purring as he picked up Alvin’s pungent scent. "Mmmm, you’re pretty musky, too," he said, teasing that loosened hole with his muzzle to make him moan and twitch.
"Haaa… Ohhh~" Alvin pushed his hips when he felt Theodore play with his backside, quivering from the little bit of foreplay as he ground his round rear against Theodore’s face.
Theo chuckled, pulling his muzzle away and looking at Alvin’s face, whose demeanor radiated with lewd desire. "You want your toy that badly, huh?"
Alvin nodded.  "Y-Yeah… I wanna feel those big bumps stretch me out even harder."
"Uhm…" Theodore spoke up, feeling a little more energized from his hard release. His beloved brothers looked his way as he scooted closer, his hands still firmly bound in front of him and a sweet, shy blush on his cheeks. "Can I play with it, too?  Looks big enough for two." He sounded a little more confident in his tone.
Theo chuckled and grabbed the big caterpillar-like toy, holding it by the biggest bumps in the middle. "Are you sure you want it?  It’s pretty big, you know."
Simon nodded.  "I-I’m sure.  I think I can handle it."
Alvin giggled, swaying his hips a little at his brothers. "I don’t mind sharing. Come on over, brother." Simon blushed a little deeper but smiled anyway, crawling closer and getting into position. About a foot of space spanned between their raised rears; both were tailed up, eager to receive that toy.
Theodore chuckled and moved his paws closer to the ends of the toy. Hehe, are you guys ready?" They nodded, and he leaned in and aimed the first round of bumps against their loose and eager holes. He pushed them in with hardly any resistance, coaxing a hot moan from Alvin and Simon, who motioned toward the flexible hunk of silicon, eagerly accepting the toy into their wet and spread holes. The first two round bumps went in very easily; the next needed a bit of a push to convince them. Theodore held the long, taperingly girthy toy by the center, letting his brothers do the work, pulling back and pushing back onto the beady length to take in bump after bump, moaning sultrily with every section that they took. The bumps would only get bigger as they worked them further inside, making them have to really work for the extra-full, satisfying feeling they craved.
After only a minute of riding that silicon mass, they had already taken in most of the toy; only five sections remained, the very center bump being the biggest. It was clear how much they loved that toy and the feelings it gave them, as their members were twitching like crazy underneath them. Every motion they made and the feeling of those bumps and curves rolling over and massaging their prostates worked a gush of precum out of them, further gunking up the blankets. They were already feeling quite full from the toy. and pushing back against those beads, they could tell they would get stretched even harder. "Nnnn, ohh man... I should have found a bigger butt plug. Alvin moaned.
"You’re not tapping out, are you, Al?" Theodore asked in a taunting tone, now only holding the center in his paw as his brothers got closer to devouring the whole thing in their rears.
"Mmm, no way," he answered, pulling away from the big bump and slamming his hips back. A sudden shock strung through his body as he succeeded in forcing in the first of the biggest bumps, a hard shriek escaping Alvin’s mouth. He had to pause for a moment to recuperate, his vision wavering for a moment and his boyhood under him pulsating like a heartbeat.
Theo giggled in amusement, watching his brothers work their rears to take it all in. He looked over to his blue-clad brother. "What about you, Simon?  Can you take it?"
Simon nodded, huffing softly. "I... t-think so... mmmff," he whispered, taking a different approach and gradually pushing himself onto the bead, wriggling and grinding his hips. Like Alvin, he let out a cute, overwhelmed squeal when he felt it pop inside, making his paws tremble as he clung to the bedding and his shaft swell and twitch. They allowed themselves to become accustomed to the new stretch for some time, bucking back and forth, working it in and out until they began to slip in and out almost as effortlessly as the first sections, enjoying the popping sensation.
They repeated this with the second-to-last of the bumps, forcing the next obstacle in with their own methods but giving the same reactions, with only the biggest bump in the center remaining. Their thighs were starting to quiver, practically on the verge of collapsing from the self-induced anal abuse, and their bodies were experiencing a euphoria they had never felt before. Theodore moved his paws away and gave himself a bit more space, letting his brothers sort it out. They looked like they wanted to say something, but they were overwhelmed by the stretched and overstuffed sensation inside them. They could only think about getting the last bump inside, and there was only one... Greedy for the anguishing satisfaction and the bragging rights, they pushed their hips toward each other, unyielding, wanting that extra stretch. Soon they could feel the big, wide bump stretching them slowly wider as they pushed harder. They groaned and shivered, their voices getting louder as they came close to finally engulfing that thing in one of their gaping and sopping backdoors.
Theodore watched intently, stroking himself slowly and licking his lips as he watched his brothers completely lose themselves over that big, bumpy toy for two. He huffed and moaned softly, a thick trail of precum oozing down his length and onto his digits, further enhancing his pleasure. "Mm, come on... shove it in," he whispered aloud, squeezing his aching shaft as he watched the naughty, booty-hungry show before him.
The big center bulb would finally be claimed in the next moment of pushing and grinding. Alvin and Simon pushed against each other even harder, the cute chipmunk boys grunting and groaning as they overcame their limits. Suddenly, Alvin gasped hotly, feeling the diameter of his already stretched backdoor expand even more, and his rear met Simon’s. He reared his head back and let out a loud squeal, shaking against Simon as he claimed the final bump. Simon looked over his shoulder at Alvin, huffing and moaning as he watched him wriggle and whimper. Alvin’s body was overwhelmed at this point, his vision blurring slightly as his paws and knees trembled. Without warning, he tumbled over, Simon squeaking as he was brought down. They rolled over onto their backs, panting and sweating after the intense moment, legs parted, tail holes pressed together, and their cocks pointing straight up and throbbing as their clear cream oozed onto their lower bellies.
Theodore purred, giggled, and moved closer to his sprawled-out brothers, huffing shallowly and moaning aloud. Looking closer, he could see a slight bulge in their bellies from the toy, with Alvin having the bigger bulge. "Hehe, guess we can see who got the last bump," he said, gently running his finger over the bulge, making Alvin purr a little himself. Theo continued to gently touch his brothers, admiring the bumps in their guts and eventually making his way to their twitching shafts, where just the softest squeeze to the base made them squirm and whimper.
Alvin and Simon bit their lips and looked up at Theodore, who only held their slick, swollen rods between his digits. The pressure in their loins was driving them up the wall, and Theodore could tell from the anticipation on their faces. "H-Haaa, please… Please, I’m gonna cum," he begged, his tone shaky. Simon could only moan aloud for his brother, his cock on the verge of another release. Theodore held them by the base for a moment more, listening to them beg and taking in their needy demeanors. He stroked them once, carefully and slowly, and earned a sharp gasp from them as they bucked their hips slightly. Another stroke and another, and they gave a loud, long moan.
It was more than clear—they were 99% on their edge and a little push away from teetering over. Theodore flashed his sweet siblings a smirk and lolled his tongue out, dripping with saliva and hungering for a taste. First was Simon; the chipmunk in green pressed his tongue on his plump balls, licking up the shaft and right to the tip, his cheeks tingling with delight as he caught his precum on his tongue, and his ears rang when Simon moaned out so loud as the lick brought him right to the very, very brink of explosion... He then moved his tongue over to Alvin, giving him the same treatment and working out a louder moan from him, feeling him push his hips up in hopes of a longer lick to push him over. Then he watched with intent, their bases firmly in his paws, pulsating harder than ever. He knew they were as close as possible, and any more would drive them over, and he didn’t want to waste any of it. Theodore opened his mouth wide and, like the cute and chubby glutton his older brothers knew him to be, took both of them in his hungry maw. Hardly a second after lodging them both into his jaws, they clasped their eyes shut, cried out, and popped in his mouth, flooding his cheeks from the get-go. Theodore chirped muffledly and gratefully swallowed before his maw was stuffed with many more hot, gooey gushes from his brothers, accompanied by equal amounts of groans and whimpers. Their volumes were just as impressive as ever, especially for Simon, who had already busted a load. Every sticky shot fired into his mouth would be swallowed and pooled in his gut, bloating him up little by little. Just to have a bit of fun with those heavy, almost endless loads, Theodore pulled off of Alvin as he swallowed Simon’s cream, stroking him off, so those big messy gushes fired all over himself. He then shoved his cock back in his mouth and did the same for Simon, giggling aloud as he played with his food.
Their climaxes would calm down after about two minutes, and both brothers spent time falling limp on the bed as their big bursts of passion tapered down to a steady flow. By the time they finished, Theodore’s belly had bloated considerably. He gave a satisfied huff as he pulled off of them, licking his lips as he felt the heavy slogging feeling in his belly. He lifted slowly, groaning as his stuffed gut audibly sloshed about with even the slightest of movements. He rubbed his paws over his tummy and licked his lips. "Mmmm, so yummy, like always," he hummed to his brothers, who looked up at him with the sweetest blush and a weak giggle.
Simon took some time to recover, then he reached over to Theodore with his cuffed paws, teasingly patting his inflated belly. He could feel how pleasantly squishy and soft he had become compared to a moment ago. "Still so greedy," he said. Theodore would proudly respond by lifting a little more, standing on his knees, and swaying side to side so his huge, enlarged gut would rock about, jiggling like the most untamed waterbed. Simon giggled louder and reached up with both paws to grab the mushy figure, playing with his gut like a cat needs to get away from its bed. This tickled Theodore and made him chuckle and chirp as he did his little dance. Simon laughed with him.
While Theodore and Simon played with his moldable torso, their ears perked up when they heard a long, laborious moan. The giggles paused as they directed their attention to their third brother, who still lay there exhausted, twitching lightly and breathing hard. Theodore smiled and moved a little closer. Hehe, are you okay, Alvin?" He replied with a slow nod. Theodore looked closely into his eyes; he was still very conscious, and his gaze was completely glazed over with a deep, longing lust. The biggest chipmunk grinned with intent and leaned closer toward his brother. "I hope you’re not too exhausted... We still have that special machine. Alvin lit up a little and slowly lifted up, putting his paws on Theodore’s. "Hehe, you want it, right?"
Alvin nodded.  "Yeah..!  Yeah, I want that so much. It looked sooo fun!" His tone, albeit drunk with lust, was full of energy once more.
Theodore smiled and kissed Alvin’s cheek. "Good bro, Simon...." Theodore crawled back over to his other sibling, grabbing the cuffs and unfastening them from his wrists. Simon instinctively stretched his arms out, readjusting to the freedom. "Go and fetch a few binds from the box.  We’re gonna give Al his own special scene."
"O-Okay…" Simon whispered with a soft smile and a nod. He put his paws on the bed and pulled himself slowly back, gasping as that sizeable toy popped out from his stretched rear, leaving him with that gaping, empty feeling back there. He rolled over onto his paws and knees and crawled toward the big box, which seemed bottomless to the tallest of the brothers.
While Simon fetched more gear, Theodore lay beside Alvin, nuzzling his cheek and lightly running his finger over the bulge in his lower belly. Alvin purred softly and nuzzled back. "Hehe, and you guys call ME greedy," he said, as his fingers danced along the belly lumps.
Alvin chuckles.  "Mmmm… My booty was really hungry," he said. "And honestly, it still is."
"Oh yeah?  Well, we’re gonna make sure it gets all the attention it can handle." Theodore reached under Alvin, grabbing his soft and supple rear cheeks. Alvin chirped and wiggled for his brother, huffing softly as his body was played with.
After a short moment, Simon returned to his brothers, moving closer to Alvin. In his paw, however, was only a blindfold. Theodore raised an eyebrow and shook his head. "Come on, Simon.  You can—"
"This wasn’t the only thing I picked out," he said, gesturing to the side of the bed, where his selections were lined up. Theo grinned devilishly and giggled. Curious, Alvin slowly sat up but was quickly pinned down by Simon's shoulders. "No, no, Al. It’s a surprise. Alvin looked up at him and could see the lusting intent in his glasses before his eyes were blacked out by the cloth in Simon’s paws. To ensure he didn’t try to take the blindfold, Theodore shuffled near Alvin’s head and grabbed him by his wrists to keep his arms in check. His heart quickened in his chest as he was teamed up, and his whole body shivered excitedly. Unable to see or use his arms, he surrendered himself to the trust of his brothers.
Simon scuttled back over to the edge of the bed, where he set out his selections. He started with the most important—a long metal pole with four snug leather loops, two near the edges of the bar and two near the center. Theodore helped him put the pole on Alvin, and he put up no resistance with every motion he was pushed into. Starting with his legs, Theodore rolls Alvin onto his belly, the big, long toy still firmly lodged inside his butt.  Simon moved the bar to Alvin’s ankles. He slipped Alvin’s left hindpaw into the first loop and his right hindpaw into the opposite side, spreading his legs wide to strap him in. He tightened the straps on his ankles, ensuring his legs were firmly separated. Next were his arms. Simon grabbed his brother by the hips and pushed him up on his knees, his tush in the air with the silicon caterpillar lodged inside him bobbing slightly, his plump orbs dangling between his thighs. Theodore pushes his arms underneath his arched body, and Simon slips the left wrist into one of the center loops and then the right wrist. Simon snugs the loops on Alvin’s wrists after getting his paws situated. Next, Theodore pushed his arms underneath him so Simon could grab his paws. With his paws in his grasp, Simon gave his wrists the same treatment, slipping his paws into the sturdy loops one at a time and fastening the loops, rendering the chipmunk in red immobile.
Once fully secured into the iron bar, Alvin tugged at the restraints, whimpering softly, his heart pounding away at his chest. Unable to use his hands, feet, or eyes, and knowing his plush butt and balls were exposed and there was nothing he could do about it, his nerves and emotions were going wild, nervousness and excitement rummaging through his veins as he shivered and sweated. Even if he didn’t admit it, there was no hiding his hard-on in this position, swollen and pulsating after cumming so hard only a moment ago.
Alvin’s ears twitched when he heard Theodore giggle, who absolutely loved the helpless and vulnerable sight. He crawled closer to his trapped brother and leaned close to his ear. "You comfy, Alvin?" He only replied with his continued whimpers.
Simon leaned in toward Alvin’s other ear. "How much more do you think you can handle?"
"I-I…" Alvin spoke in a shaky, restless tone. "I don’t know, but... I don’t care, just... Just use me."
"Oh dear~ Are you sure, Al?"
"Yeah, Yeah, abuse me!" Alvin shouted.  "I don’t care what you do; just please make me your plaything!"
"Heh, golly…" Simon crawled away from his brothers to grab the next of his selected tools—two Cat-o-Nine Tails with long black leather lashes hanging from the torture tools. "Okay, dear brother... You asked for it. He returned and handed Theodore one of the cats, who gratefully took it by the handle. They ensured the camera had a good view of Alvin’s rear as they prepared to assault. Simon raised his paw first; his Cat brandished it, bringing it down swiftly.
Following a harsh slap sound, Alvin filled the room with a hysterical shout; the left cheek of his tail end was freshly burned with the new addition of red streaks. "AAAAHHH! Ahh ff…  Mmmmff t-that—H-Hooo gosh!" he yelled, already breaking into a trembling mess. As he futilely bucked and struggled, the thick toy stuck in his softened boy hole bobbed and jiggled about.
Seconds later, he’d feel another punishing lash against the right cheek as Theodore took his turn, coaxing another hard squeal. He pulled harder at the restraints, his arms and legs trembling as he endured the rough treatment bestowed on his backside. "No complaining, Al, you dirty boy.  You get what you beg for," he asserted. Lash after lash, Simon and Theodore assaulted their bound brother’s plump ass, thighs, and lower back with leather bundles. They also called him playfully lewd names, like "dirty brother" and "big booty boy toy." Each swat and embarrassing name stung as hard as the last, and Alvin cried out and squirmed helplessly at the mercy of his brothers. There was no hiding the excitement between his legs as his cock throbbed harder with every whip he took. His blindfold became soaked with his tears, the soreness in his lower body sending waves of sharp pain. He’d occasionally get choked up from the pain, his mouth gaping wide to expel another labored sound, but nothing came out but a pent-up breath. Gradually, his voice would return, allowing stuttering squeaks until he gave his loud cries again.
Simon and Theodore punished him like this for several minutes and then eased up, gazing at Alvin’s tormented backside. Behind all the streaks of red, his cheeks and thighs gave off a glowing blush, certainly burning up from the harsh attention. A few minutes after the pause, all the shouts and screams died down and were replaced with sniveling moans and breaths. He panted shallowly and shivered like he had come out of the blizzard. Simon set down his Cat and crawled to the front of his awkwardly positioned brother. He sits down next to him, giggling at the pitiful sight. "You didn’t beg us to stop at all... You really like that, huh?" He nodded a few times, hardly able to make out any words through his panting.
Theodore smiled, setting down his whip as well. "Guess that means he can handle more.  Isn’t that right, Al?"
"Y-Y… haa… Yes, yes, please." Alvin struggled to say
"Come on, you’re a big boy.  Use your voice. Theodore demanded before he gave Alvin’s abused rear a firm smack with his paw.
Alvin jutted about and screamed hard from the re-awakened sharp pain to his freshly painted rear. "AAAAAHHH, YES! YES, YES, THEO!"
Theodore grinned and stepped back a little. "Then let’s give him more, Simon."
"Mm. Yes, Theo?" Simon looked up from Alvin.
"Get our dear brother ready for our finale." With his big, bloated gut in tow, Theodore crawled toward the box again.
"Yes, sir~" Simon smiled and crawled back to Alvin’s rear, grabbing him by the hips with his left paw and gripping the bumpy dildo with his right paw. He pulled his right arm back slowly until the thickest part of the toy was dislodged from his brother’s rear. As the toy came out, so did a sharp moan from Alvin as his anal ring was stretched again. Simon giggled softly as he pulled the toy back more, each big bump popping from Alvin's rear. As he pulled it out, an intentful smirk slowly curled over Simon’s face.
He shoved it back in. Fast and hard, and forced the biggest bulb back inside. And this forced a louder moan from Alvin, his mouth gaping wide as his wails echoed off the walls. "AHHHH!  S-Simoooon!" he cried out, tugging at the binds again.
"Just doing what I’m told... Gotta make sure you’re nice and loose," he said as he pulled the big bump back out... and shoved right back in, working out another loud moan from his brother. Repeatedly, he worked his brother’s rear entrance, fucking him hard with the biggest section. It was only a matter of time until he started to loosen up even more. Simon picked up his pace as that hole lost resistance, allowing him to pump the toy in and out easily and making his brother moan and squirm harder.
All the while, Theodore got the finale ready. He grabbed the machine Alvin had giddily pulled out before they started their show. He plugged it into a nearby wall socket and positioned it on the edge of the bed, legs extended, and the piston pointed toward Alvin. He returned to the box to grab another huge purple dildo, as girthy as the toy Simon was using on Alvin. He worked his way back over to the machine and mounted the toy. Lastly, he grabbed the remote for the machine and hopped back onto the bed, where he saw how wild Simon was getting with the bumpy toy. "Hehe, I think that’s plenty of preparation, Simon."
"Mmm, yes, sir," he hummed as he pulled the thick silicon out, the rest of the length following this time, and allowed it to fall to the bed. He moved his hands from his hips to Alvin’s cheeks, giving them a hard squeeze and prompting another piercing whine as the sting in his cheeks was agitated. Simon spread his cheeks wide. Between those mounds of fuzzy, tanned cheeks was his tailhole, ruined and abused, reduced to a soft, loose, fleshy crater. It attempted to wink at the camera, but parted far too wide to close for a moment. "I think he's plenty ready for his finale."
"Bring him closer," Theodore demanded. Simon nodded, releasing his sore cheeks and grabbing the iron bar. He carefully dragged Alvin closer to the sizeable machine and the massive toy that would rail him out even harder. Theodore held the dildo in his left paw, aimed at his enslaved brother, and was pulled closer. Once Alvin was in position, he pushed the phallic toy right into Alvin’s stretched ass, effortlessly slipping it in. Alvin gasped and shivered as his rear was stuffed again. Theodore moved his paw from the dildo and hovered his finger on one of the few buttons on the remote. "Are you ready, Alvin?" he asked. Overwhelmed and shuddering, he could only answer with groans and mumbles. Theodore took it as a yes and pressed the button. The piston of the machine came to life and slowly motioned forward, pushing the dildo deep into Alvin’s butt and into his belly before slowly pulling back out.
Right off the bat, Alvin moaned out with the new filling feeling, his hips motioning slightly forward as the long toy worked its way inside and his anal ring wrapped around the girth. "Oh, golly, it’s big," he murmured in a slurred tone. In a slow and steady rhythm, the machine slowly worked the toy back and forth in Alvin’s gaping and hungering rectum, with hardly a bit of resistance from within him as he took the dildo.
"Don’t get cozy yet.  We’re just beginning." Theodore said as he pressed the button several more times. The machine quickened its pace considerably, thrusting into Alvin’s rear harder and faster.
"Ahhh gosh!  A-Aaaahh, it’s going so fa… haaast!!" He cried out in his moans, pulling and squirming against his restraints again. His moans and whimpers had grown loud again, his cock swelling and leaking cum under him as it pressed and ground firmly against his prostate while rocking in and out too quickly.
Simon and Theodore watched and giggled as his brother got railed out by the machine, their ears ringing with delight from his overly-stimulated groans. "Wow, he’s so loud.  I wouldn’t be surprised if Dave woke up at this point. Simon whispered.
"Heh, well… We wouldn’t want that, would we?" With the remote still in his grasp, Theodore crawled over to Alvin’s face, wriggling and pushing his latex panties down to his knees and then kicking them off. He sat in front of Alvin’s face and parted his legs, moving a little closer until his hard-on poked against Alvin’s lips. He shuddered and cooed, the warm breath sending a pleasant shiver through him. He grabbed his bound-up brother’s face. "Mmm, sorry, Al... Can’t have you disturbing anyone, you know?" he said teasingly before he pushed Alvin down on his cock, quickly rearing his head back with a hot moan of his own, Alvin’s moan muffled by the chubby groin and girth in his face. He humped up into Alvin’s face, moaning each time he pushed in.
Simon grew a little greedy himself, watching his brothers have fun together. He purred as he slinked close and poked his head under Alvin between his parted legs. Reaching up to grab him by the hips, he raised himself up to give him a big lick, both rodents moaning from the taste of his precum.  Unable to help himself, he wrapped his lips around Alvin’s member and sucked hard, taking every inch into his longing maw.
Alvin’s moans, even when muffled, were driving his brothers up the wall, both shivering with aroused delight. Theodore especially wanted more. He grabbed the remote and pushed the button several times, and then several more, until the machine was running at full speed. Relentlessly, the pistons thrust at a blinding pace, the gears humming loudly as Alvin was fucked deep and fast, his insides practically rearranged by the restless dildo. The muffled moans were amplified, his voice jittering as he was jarred about by the huge silicon tool roughing him about. The chubbiest brother’s moans grew louder as he was quickly nearing his peak. He stopped bucking his hips and started to grind hard in his brother’s mouth, moving his hands from Alvin’s cheeks to the top of his head to keep his face in place. The feeling of his wet maw and tongue and his saliva oozing along his balls and down his inner thighs sent waves of arousal through his body. Ohhhh, Alvin, I can’t hold it anymore!" When he said this, Alvin squeezed down hard on his chunky brother’s cock, forcing a loud, airy squeak. He closed his eyes tightly and let his resistance completely falter. His balls ached and his cock swelled, and in only a moment more, he pumped the first of his loads into Alvin’s maw, right down his throat, followed by many more thick, hot cumshots. His pent-up load was just as endless as ever, going strong after a minute and pumping his tummy full of his cream. Alvin could only hold so much, though, as the big purple toy ramming away inside him pushed quite a bit back out from the corners of his mouth and out his nose. Theodore couldn’t see Alvin’s eyes. Still, he could imagine his pupils rolling back into his head as he was railed out or simply clasping shut as he endured it all. And the very thought of it simply made him hornier, encouraging him to keep dumping his semen into his brother’s mouth.
Behind Alvin, where Simon busied himself with his oral treatment on Alvin, he could feel Alvin’s cock pulsing hard from all the abuse, from the front and back. He could feel it. He was ready to blow. Simon grabbed Alvin’s balls, swollen to max capacity, and sucked as hard as possible. With no warning other than a potent swelling of the shaft, Alvin quickly busted off right into his glasses-clad brother’s maw, who chugged down every thick rope that flooded his cheeks. He moaned contently, keeping the squeeze on Alvin’s shaft to churn out every drop of his stock. Just like Theodore and himself, Alvin had a lot to offer, and it must have been all the rough attention, but his cum load was much, much heavier than usual. Simon clasped his mouth tightly, eager to take almost every gooey strand his brother let loose. He’d be feeling the bloat come on as well, as his stomach was strained with the hefty load of cum that he fired off, pumped full and getting fuller like his brothers.
Several minutes of non-stop gushing in each other’s mouths would pass before the pipes would start to go dry. Theodore slowly pulled Alvin off his cock, Alvin coughing and gurgling as he tried to catch his breath, and Simon pulled off of Alvin. The trio of chipmunks were stuffed to the brim with each other’s spunk. They all groaned and wriggled about on the bed, Theodore flopping onto his back and Simon on his gut, their enlarged bellies sloshing about audibly, panting heavily in their shared afterglow. While Theodore and Simon recovered, Alvin continued to shout and groan, as the fuck machine was still going strong, rutting away inside him. Theodore noticed this and reached to his side to grab the remote, mashing the minus button to slow down the gears. "Heh… There ya go...." Theodore said in an exhausted tone as the machine stopped, the long, girthy toy slipping out of the heavily abused tail gape. Theodore sat up slowly. "Huff… Are you doing okay, Al? …. Uhh, Al…?"
Simon sat up a little, wiping his mouth from the saliva and cum from the corner of his mouth. "Did we break him?"
He didn’t respond. Theodore leaned a little closer and peeled the blindfold from Alvin’s eyes. He smiled and chuckled. "Nah.  He’s just totally spent. I guess we overdid it a little."
"Aww, poor Alvin." Simon chuckled.   He approached Alvin’s backside and began loosening the binder bar straps, starting with his wrists. Once Alvin’s hands were freed, he flopped from his upper-angled figure down to being spread out on the bed, his inflated gut causing him to bounce and wobble on the bed.
Theo rubbed Alvin’s ears back, looking down at his passed-out, overstuffed brother. "When do you think he’ll wake up?"
Simon pondered for a moment. "Maybe around noon tomorrow?  Or maybe 4 PM...." He put his hand on his hip. "Ah, I’m sure he’ll be fine."
"H-Hey!  Are you making fun of me?" Theodore asked.  Simon only answered with a grinning chuckle, and Theodore couldn’t help but chuckle back. They took one more look at the laptop, which still displayed the stream chat. Adoring comments and generous donations were still popping off, even after all the fun had subsided.
Theodore pulled Alvin’s heavy body close, resting his head on his lap. He and Simon winked at the camera and blew the stream a kiss before reaching over to the computer and clicking the End-Stream button.