Okay.
Ozzie breathed in through his nose and sucked slowly, letting himself build the pressure gradually. He had loved all the crazy stuff Tuesday had done with his tongue and tried to mimic the motions, swirling around Tuesday’s shaft and rubbing it firmly.
Tuesday yowled and arched his long body, his eyes glowing a brilliant shade of magenta. “Yeah, baby. Fuck, there you go. Mm, there you go.”
Ozzie kept it up and pushed deeper—shit, too much. He had to pull back before he gagged, and he focused his attention on the tip of Tuesday’s dick. He used his hand to stroke what he was afraid to stick back in his mouth, and licked all around Tuesday’s head. He settled on a steady rhythm and stayed there, watching Tuesday for cues on what felt the best.
“More,” Tuesday pleaded breathlessly, his stomach tensing. “Come on, baby. Get it. F-fuck, so close, baby.”
Ozzie sped up, sucking harder and not caring now that he was drooling or about the weird faces he was probably making.What mattered were the beautiful sounds Tuesday was making, the way his brow scrunched up as he moaned, and the sweet taste of his precome gushing over Ozzie’s tongue.
God, that was good.
Like rock candy or the sticks for Dip Sticks. Wait, no, that wasn’t the name. The candy powder with the little stick?—
“Ozzie,” Tuesday whined, his voice hoarse. He gazed down at Ozzie with wide eyes, lips parted as he panted. “Close.Reallyclose.”
Tuesday was beautiful like this.
Desperate, shaking, ready to pop.
Ozzie was surprised by the sudden surge of pride he felt knowing he was bringing Tuesday such pleasure. After all, Tuesday wasn’t human. Not even a little bit.
He kept repeating the same movements over and over, giving Tuesday everything he had.
“There!” Tuesday gasped. “Ozzie!”
Ozzie grunted as Tuesday bucked upward and his cock flooded Ozzie’s mouth with his hot load. It was thicker than Ozzie had anticipated, like syrup, and surprisingly sweet. He gulped it all down, wishing there was more.
“Mm, Ozzie. Easy.” Tuesday squirmed.
Ozzie pulled off with a gasp. “Ah, sorry. You, uh, taste really good.” He saw a small dribble leak from Tuesday’s slit, a drop of pinkish fluid, and he eagerly licked it up. “Like, wow,reallygood.”
Tuesday grinned. “Fuck, you’re so damn hot.”
Ozzie grunted as Tuesday yanked him back up for a kiss. “Wow.”
Tuesday kissed him adoringly, and there were definitely more than four arms cuddling Ozzie tight. “Wow is right, baby. Mmm, you’re amazing.”
“Amazing, huh?” Ozzie blushed. “Well, I was hoping forincredible. Guess I’ll just have to, you know, uh, try again sometime.”
Tuesday beamed. “I would like that.” He wiggled his hips. “What do you say we clean up all this jizz and get some sleep, huh? I call big spoon.”
Ozzie laughed. “Okay. Sounds good.”
They freshened up, changed out the covers, and Ozzie couldn’t stop smiling. This had been the most incredible and wild day of his entire life, and his heart thumped as he settled down to sleep with Tuesday wrapped all around him.
For the first time in a very long time, Ozzie was happy. He had no idea how long it would last or what might come next, but for now…
Cuddling with a hot pink alien and still buzzing from several incredible orgasms?
Yeah, it was pretty great.
four
The obnoxious beeping of Ozzie’s alarm broke through his blissful sleep. He woke with a growl, reaching out to slap his phone right off the nightstand. Once it was muffled by the carpet, he rolled over and found himself face to face with Tuesday. The memories of the day before, which he’d actually brushed off as a dream, came flooding back to him. His cheeks got hot instantly, and he was suddenly incredibly awake.
Yup.
