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Ghost poked it again, a little harder this time.
“Hey! Don’t—”
He huffed and smacked it with the back of his hand, making the damn thing wobble wildly like one of those doorstops.
“Okay, wise guy,” I said, grabbing for the blanket. “You’ve had your fun. Now, unless you intend to do something about it, leave me alone.” I yanked the blanket back onto my lap.
He pulled it away again.
I narrowed my eyes at him, but he let out a low growl that made my skin prickle. Still, I tried not to show it, snorting lightly and giving a nonchalant shrug. “What? You want to suck my dick or something?”
He shifted closer and made a purring sound in the back of his throat, reaching for me as if that was an actual invitation, the little bulb dangling from his head, flashing a deep crimson as if to say:Danger! Danger!
My eyes widened. There was no way I wanted my dick anywhere near that mouthful of sharp teeth. I didn’t care how good he was at blowjobs. It wasn’t worth getting it bitten off for! I yelped as he wrapped a clawed hand around my hip and tried to scramble away, but it was a pointless effort. He was way bigger and stronger than me.
With another purring growl noise, he pinned my chest back to the ground with one big hand on my ribcage.
Of course, my stupid cock didn’t seem to understand the danger we were in. It was hard as ever.
I trembled as he lowered his head between my legs, sniffing loudly. A shudder rocked through me as small clouds of hot breath tickled the sensitive head of my cock. He curled his webbed fingers around the base of it, giving it a testing squeeze, prompting a heavy drop of pre-cum to well to the surface.
“Please don’t bite off my dick,” I whined. “I’m really attached to it.”
Ghost’s tongue slithered out from between his sharp teeth.
“Wait, I…” Whatever I’d been about to say morphed into a pleased groan as his cool, slippery tongue lapped over the head of my cock. “Okay, never mind. Fuck, that’s good.”
He squeezed me again, tighter this time, as if he were trying to strangle the life out of me through my cock. Then demanded, “More.”
I was still trembling, though I didn’t know if it was from fear, adrenaline, or arousal. “Keep doing that. You’ll get more.” Alotmore, and probably in short order. I was already ready to blow. Fuck.
He gave an impatient huff and let his tongue glide over me, licking me like a goddamn lollipop. It probably shouldn’t have been so erotic to watch, but dammit, it was. His tongue didn’t feel even remotely human. It was long, flat, and forked like a snake’s tongue and cool rather than warm. The foreignness of it only seemed to add to how hot it was, not to mention how invested he seemed in the task, licking up every drop of pre-cum like it was a delicacy.
He also seemed a little annoyed, as if he expected me to just blow my load already. He kept bringing his tongue back to the slit on my cockhead, testing for more pre-cum like he was trying to coax his breakfast out of me.
I was sure as hell getting frustrated. I wanted him to move his hand, to stroke me with those webbed fingers, to curl that tongue around me, put a fucking tentacle in my ass…something,anything,to take me closer to the edge. With a loud groan, I shamelessly tried to thrust into his grip, hoping that’d be enough.
Before I could really get going, though, he grew impatient and started probing elsewhere with that tongue, slipping it under my foreskin.
“Oh, fuck.” I tipped my head back and tried to remember how to breathe. I’d had people try that before, but human tongues just weren’t made for it.
Ghost’s was different. He swirled it around, tasting me everywhere as if he were looking for more. When he didn’t find it, his tongue retreated briefly before I felt it stab at the slit in my cock. I gasped and went utterly still as he literally entered my body to get more of what he wanted.
I’d tried sounding before—the process of inserting small rods into the urethra, which was pretty comparable to what he was doing—but I wasn’t all that into it. Ghost, though, had mereconsidering. I squirmed a little, trying to decide if I actually liked what was happening or if it was too weird.
Too weird? There was a tentacle monster with his tongue in my dick, trying to suck precum out of me like I sucked the filling out of a twinkie. Pretty sure we’d passed too weird a while ago and soared straight into Twilight Zone Porn territory.
“Stop,” I moaned, but I didn’t mean it. The last thing I wanted him to do was stop now. Maybe I wanted him to move on to something else, but not to stop. “Here. Just let me show you how I like it.” I grabbed my dick and started stroking it. I wasn’t used to doing it dry, though, so I spat in my hand. Wasn’t as good as lube, but it’d do in a pinch.
To my immense disappointment, Ghost’s hands and tongue immediately retreated, and he sat back, watching me with rapt fascination, his head tilted to one side. Now that was a kink I knew I was into. There was nothing like performing for an audience, though that audience was usually ethereal and faceless, sitting on the other side of a screen somewhere. The only interaction I ever had with them was to thank their screen names for the tips. This was different. Ghost was right there, and it felt weird not to involve him in some way, especially when I’d been enjoying his touch so much.
“You can touch me,” I panted. “Just…easy on the tongue.”
He hesitated.
I chuckled at how ridiculous that was. “Don’t get shy now. You just had your tongue halfway down my dick, and yesterday you were two inches away from giving me a rim job. There’s no going back now. Get your hands back on me, Ghost.”
He looked down at his hand before tentatively reaching to stroke the inside of my thigh with a claw. The touch was gentle but sharp, and the contrast sent a jolt of confusing pleasure straight to my dick.
