Where I teased him beneath our tunics changed too. My tip was pushed away by the resistance of new skin. Alongside my cock, I felt the brush of another like I had originally sought, long and thick and… with something else. From its tip was an added bit of length as thin as Geb’s tongue that curved and tickled against me.
“Then take my horns.” They reformed from Ra’s temples with an elegant curl. “And see how you might use them.”
Another flick of his tongue—black now and rougher looking and less flexible than the bird’s—told me exactly what he meant.
Intrigued as I was by his new cock, I pulled mine out from beneath his tunic and climbed, soon straddling not his hips but his face, and gripped his horns like handles to lower my tip to his waiting mouth.
Ra brushed aside the fall of my loincloth to better receive me, but he kept his hands at his sides afterward, using only his lips and tongue to suck me in. I, in turn, used his horns as he had instructed, anchored by my knees, as his heat enveloped me.
And whatheatit was, as to be expected from the god of the sun.
His tongue was like tufted fabric, plush and so wonderfully strange. I rode his face like holding the reins of a horse, and even the ridged texture of his horns spurred me to further passion. I almost thought I heard a roar echo from the far end of the cavern that we sailed toward, but it must have been my own guttural growl. The more Ra sucked me, the harder I rode him, knowing Icouldn’t possibly break a god. But all the pleasure was mine, and I had promised him partnership.
“I need only what my partner has to offer,” I rasped, slowing the canting of my hips, so I could lift up and rotate myself to roll over. Then, slower still, I lowered my length back into Ra’s mouth as I held myself up, as much by my elbows now as my knees, and brushed his tunic skirt aside to swallow his length in kind.
Deep blue and thickly veined, I had to widen my mouth to its limit to take it all. The little curl at the end of its head teased my throat, and although that might have incited me to choke, I felt Ra’s form shift again, all around and beneath me. He remained blue, but the horns that had been grazing the tender skin of my inner thighs vanished. His length lost that extra appendage and some of its girth for a human shape, and his plush tongue was human now too, more pliable and dexterous as he continued to suck me.
I sucked him just as eagerly, noting that the one constant was his taste, whether from his mouth or this bubbling prerelease. If sunshine had a flavor it would be these drippings, like honeyed dew and the warmth of dawn.
Each lap and swallow also filled me with energy, easing any strain in my arms and legs. I could have come right then between his eager lips, but I knew we were far from finished.
I licked the length of him and breathed upon his human-like, but blue-tinged tip. “I need no Pharaoh either, nor a man of station or blessed visage.”
Ra reacted to my words by letting another of his forms fade, becoming his most human self yet with brown skin and a fan of black hair beneath him, long enough for me to see its return, even positioned as we were.
I pulled from between his lips and shifted around once more to take in the sight of him. He was beautiful, and to see such aravishing man, who I knew could be a god of many faces, turn over in kind and lift onto his knees, presenting himself to me, was beyond humbling.
I raised Ra’s tunic to reveal his backside and gripped his hips. I could see the heavy hang of the brown cock between his thighs dripping onto the daybed, so I gathered some of that heady liquid and used it to feel the stretch of him, for like this, he seemed so mortal.
I needn’t have worried though, for he rocked upon my fingers with a grunt, sheathing them inside him. When I didn’t immediately thrust with them, he tried to rock again, but I pulled my fingers away. I wouldn’t let him rush me, just like I had denied his other entrance.
“Partnership also means patience.”
Instead of with my fingers again, I pierced Ra’s hole with a jut of my tongue.
He grunted again and rocked back on that too.
As expected, the same honeyed taste was here. I licked deeper for it, for its radiating heat and energizing flavor. There was something cosmic hiding within Ra, not yet revealed to me in his other forms.
I lifted up, fully ready to take him now and unravel his mystery, when I spotted something to the right of us, just an arm’s reach away.
A feather.
One of Ra’s own feathers, blue-black and beautiful.
“Tell me,” I asked, circling my thumbs around his rim. “Do you love all your aspects, Amun-Ra?”
He looked at me over his shoulder, black hair tumbling about his shoulders like an ebony curtain. “Do you love yours?”
I circled his rim again. “Enough to deny Geb the chance to change me.”
Ra smiled, hips moving subtly to press against my fingers, but I kept them just outside from entering him. “Each new edition of my great enigma, birthed from your worship, elates me.”
I spread his hole open and licked inside him again as deeply as I could.
He whined, breathy and satisfied. His voice was the other thing about him that never seemed to change.
“I hoped you would say that.”
