“Please, Torin. Let me cum,please,I’ve been so good…”
“You think so?” Torin lifted up, planting one hand on either side of Jonah’s head.
Jonah nodded.“Please.”
Torin’s gaze lazily swept the length of him and when their eyes met again, his were burning. Jonah forced himself to relax against the cool tiles he was lying on. He was desperate for something –anything.
“Show me that hole again.”
Jonah grabbed the back of his thighs, hands trembling, and pulled his legs back toward his chest. He cried out when the tentacles slid off his cock and pressed against his hole, slipping easily inside. They undulated against his walls. Jonah moaned again when more pushed their way inside him, until only Torin’s cock remained, pressed against his own.
“Torin!”
Torin grinned. Something brushed against Jonah’s prostate – more than one of them. The slowly building pressure had Jonah squeezing his eyes shut, his whole body moving to try to getmore,deeper.
“Such a pretty, pretty slut,” Torin murmured. He stroked one finger down the length of Jonah’s cock and Jonah sobbed, hips jerking up in response. He was so close, but every time he reached the edge, Torin backed off a little, though the tentacles never withdrew.
“I need your cock, Torin!”
“Of course you do,” Torin breathed, but he lined his cock up anyway and started to push inside. Jonah writhed beneath him, and Torin grabbed his hips, thrusting hard.
All the air left Jonah’s lungs when Torin was fully seated, and Torin gave him no time to recover. He fucked Jonah hard and fast like he was as close to the edge as Jonah was. The tentacles still pressed against his inner walls, his prostate, until a couple slid out and wrapped around his cock again.
“Next time, I’ll fill every hole of yours with a part of me,” Torin growled, breathing hard. “If you’re good, I’ll make you cum over and over until you beg me to stop.”
Jonah moaned. “What… What if I’m bad?”
Torin grinned, sharp teeth flashing against his lips. “Naughty sluts don’t get to cum,” he murmured. He leaned down and brushed their mouths together. “But I’ll fill your every hole, anyway. Let your tight arse milk my cock as my tentacles fuck your throat.”
Fuck.Jonah’s back arched as the dam finally broke, and pleasure surged through him. He came with a cry that he was sure was Torin’s name, and Torin’s tentacles kept stroking him as cum streaked from his cock across his stomach and chest.
Torin groaned at the sight of him, and he held Jonah around the throat as he leaned down for another kiss. Jonah whined into his mouth. His thighs were trembling, as were his arms where he was holding himself open.
Torin didn’t stop. He held Jonah in place as he fucked him harder, hips slapping against Jonah’s arse as he chased his release. The tentacles still moved inside him, all of it too much, but Jonah couldn’t do more than moan and twist beneath Torin, the hand around his throat holding him in place.
“Torin,”he whined.
Torin groaned. He thrust in hard and stilled, everything inside Jonah seeming to twitch and quiver as hot cum filled his channel. Jonah whined again, shaking all over.
Torin pulled out a few moments later, easing Jonah’s legs down with faintly trembling hands. An unfamiliar smugness curled in Jonah’s chest. He’d made Torin feel like that.
“You good?” Torin murmured before he brushed their lips together.
Jonah hummed his agreement. He licked over Torin’s lower lip and took the slow, drugging kiss gladly. He could stay here all day.
Torin pulled away all too soon, though he softened the blow by kissing the corner of Jonah’s mouth. “Oh, it’s not over yet,” he murmured. “There’s still a toy for you to play with.”
Chapter Five
Jonah lay still as Torin climbed to his feet, crossing back into the bedroom. He was only out of sight for a few seconds before he returned, and Jonah saw how Torin’s eyes darkened as they travelled over the way he was lying there.
Jonah’s cock gave a valiant twitch in response. He pushed up onto his elbows when Torin settled between his legs, dropping the toy next to Jonah’s hip and stroking his thighs gently. Torin grinned at him, surging forward for a kiss.
“Pretty slut,” he murmured against Jonah’s mouth. Jonah groaned into the kiss and Torin reached between them, fingers dancing up Jonah’s shaft until Jonah whined, shying his hips away.
“It’s a little fiddly,” he said ruefully. “I told Ez it might be a pain to use, but he seems convinced people will like it anyway.”
Jonah spread his legs a little wider. “I’m sure I will,” he said and answered Torin’s grin with one of his own.
