“No. Not since I met you. But I don’t want to talk about it now.” I danced my hands down his sides and reached for his lower tentacle.
“Tell me what you want, then?”
I downed the rest of my tangy red drink. “Fuck me.” My cock throbbed and I couldn’t wait any longer for Ner’s touch on me. I didn’t want to think about my past hookups, I only wanted him to the point I was unable to imagine sex in the future with anyone else. It was crazy but some invisible bond was pulling me to him and I wanted to hold onto it for dear life.
“I’ll use all my cocktacles on you.” Ner grinned, his gorgeous eyes reflecting the warm light from the outside lamps around the jacuzzi.
“What?”
“These.” He lifted his mating tentacles above the surface. “Are cockatcles.” He bit his lip. “Think about it: they don’t have suckers but are long and have a cockhead.”
“Oh, gods, you’re tipsy.” The laughter that bubbled out of me carried in the quiet of the evening. “Next thing, you’ll be giving them names.”
“Pfft. I’ve had two drinks. So—” he tapped his chin with a tentacle. “One’s Moby and the other one’s Dick.” He booped my nose with the cockhead of his... cocktacle and I burst into laughter again.
“Stop it.” I wheezed and smacked his chest, splaying my fingers on his soft skin.
“You’re right. That’s not very original.” His hand traced my abs, disappearing under the surface of the water.
“Can I hold them?” I asked, still so fascinated by every inch of him. Chances were, if I had Ner all to myself for years, I’d never stop marveling at the magnificence of his body.
“Hold what?” Ner smirked. The cheeky fucker.
I groaned. “Your cocktacles.”
“Anytime.” He lifted them both, and I wrapped my hand around one, close to the head.
The heat of my body was a mix of joy and arousal as I gently stroked the length, then nuzzled it. The smooth skin glided against my cheek and I popped the tip into my mouth. I swirled my tongue under the crown then teased the slit, tasting the sweet and salty pre-cum forming there.
Ner groaned, his upper tentacles dancing in the air, the suckers pulsing as if waiting for my touch. Sucking gently, I played with the underside of the crown, wanting it to spurt down my throat, but also explore every other hole I had.Fuck.
The tentacle in the air wasn’t slick until I pushed my thumb against a sucker, then it oozed a dollop of thick, translucent goo. I needed it back inside me so fucking bad.
A wicked smile spread across Ner’s face and he flicked his tongue over the head of his other cock.
Oh my gods, was he about to—?
I moaned around the thickness in my mouth and watched, fascinated as he wrapped his lips around the head and sucked, mirroring my movements. Fucking hell, it had never occurred to me that Ner’s mating tentacles were long enough for him to suck and also… Had he ever fucked himself?
Heat swirled through me, and I thrust my hips up, my dick bouncing. Unable to wait any longer, I opened my mouth to let the cock out. “Fuck me. Fill me. Please.”
Ner did the same and slithered his other cock between my parted legs. “Like this?” The head teased my taint then pressed at my pucker.
“Yes. And more.” I spread my arms on the rim of the tub and moved my ass to the very edge of the seat.
Ner loomed in front of me, moving with mesmerizing grace, gripping my arms with his hands. He was such a ball of light and happiness but when lust shone in his eyes, he was the epitome of a sex god.
He was my god, and I wanted to worship him as well as give him my body to do as he pleased.
“What will you say when you want me to stop?” Ner’s upper tentacle wound around my neck, while the other gripped my dick.
“Red.” I released a ragged breath as both grips tightened. The suckers were like bruising kisses on my cock, a sensation that threatened to undo me within seconds.
Ner’s smile was wicked. “Very good.”
A whimper left me and turned into a breathless gasp. My breathing grew shallow and pre-cum leaked out of my dick as my body relaxed, relying on Ner’s hold.
I couldn’t move.
