Paz closed his eyes and hummed. His eyelashes fluttered shut against his brown cheek.
As always, his very existence tempted me. My hand roamed lower until it found his cock, already half awake. My touch made him shiver with pleasure.
“No fair,” he mumbled. “You can just touch my cock whenever you want. If I wanna touch yours, it’s a whole ordeal.”
I snorted in amusement. “What? You want it?”
“That’s a ridiculous question. Ialwayswant it.”
I huffed, then relaxed the muscles around my cloaca. My cock slowly slid out. Paz eyed it hungrily. He shuffled his hand towards me, placing his soft palm on my newly emerged cock. The spark-riddled touch made me groan.
My erection continued to emerge until its full length lay on the bed between us, like some monstrous pillow. Paz grinned at me from the other side of my shaft. He snorted, stifling a laugh. He saw the humor in everything—that was one of the many things I loved about him.
“You gotta admit, this is pretty funny,” he said.
“What, that my cock is blocking your view?”
He laughed. “It’s so big! Seriously, I still don’t understand how this tucks neatly back inside of you. Areyoumagic?”
I sighed. This was so embarrassing to explain to a human.
“It deflates,” I said.
“Huh?”
I made a shrinking motion with my tentacles, miming an object getting smaller.
Paz squinted. “It does that...insideof you?”
“Yes. It also turns inside out to conserve space.”
Paz’s eyes widened. He shuddered. “Okay. Wow. Then I’m glad to have a puny human cock and not a giant inverted Maeleon one.”
“It’s not inverted all the time,” I grumbled.
As if chiming in with its own thoughts, my cock twitched. Paz chuckled and stroked it again.
A groan vibrated in my chest. I tilted my hips forward, craving his touch. I was greedy for him. I’d never get enough of my filum.
Paz’s breath came out in short, ragged breaths. His brown eyes glinted with glassy desire as he ran his palms up and down my sensitive flesh. Every touch left sparks in its wake. I felt mindless with pleasure. Everything became background noise when Paz turned me on.
I stopped thinking and let lust take over. Closing my eyes, I focused on the warm sensation of Paz’s hands and the pleasure shooting up my spine. My tentacles floated towards Paz, sneaking past his clothing to rub his slightly swollen belly. Another shudder rolled over me. Feeling him up was incredible.
Paz shuffled closer. He let out a small moan as his lips brushed my cock. My body went rigid; I hissed through my fangs. How much longer could I take this? Every brush of skin on skin drove me wild. My very soul felt ignited.
“How close are you?” Paz asked, panting.
I grunted. “Very.”
“Do it on me.”
A ribbon of pleasure knotted in my chest.
“Stay still,” I growled.
I braced my cock in my hand, holding the tip above Paz’s head. His face was flushed, his eyes ravenous with arousal.
He wasmine.
