Chapter 17 – Check Out My Dick!
Saturday – September 30, 2023
Ash
I blinked and the four of us were standing in the living room of Tanner’s apartment. I took a step forward and Tanner grabbed my arm so I wouldn’t stumble. That was very jarring.
“Ooooh,” said Chastity. “You’d prefer Ash to start sleeping her way through New York City instead of Morocco? Is it because the Berbers will stretch her out too much?”
“Please just give me a second to think,” said Tanner and ran his hand down his face.
I stared at him. I had a million questions running through my head. I didn’t want any city to stretch me out. I just wanted him. And I knew that’s what he wanted too. Or else he wouldn’t look so devastated right now.
“I think we should go to the Society and keeping on matching people,” said Nigel.
“What?” I shook my head. “Why? Didn’t you hear what the genie council just said?”
“Yes, Mistress Ash. But I think it’s very important to finish what you start. And we have so many people we are currently working on finding matches for. Like Frankie. We can’t leave Frankie without a proper suitor for coitus. How would that make us look? ”
Who the hell cares? “How about you just bang Frankie then?”
“Moi? But I’m a pure boy.”
Ew. I hate that I had to just hear that. And what the heck did that even mean? Just...ew.
“Would everyone please stop talking?” said Tanner. He rubbed his temples as he tried to think of a way out of this mess.
But there was no way out of the mess I’d made. He had to match me. To someone other than him.
“I think we should probably give them a minute alone,” said Chastity, finally reading the room.
“I don’t want to go anywhere with you,” said Nigel.
“You don’t have to come with me. You just need to leave this room.”
Nigel huffed and walked past her.
Chastity rolled her eyes and followed him.
Tanner sighed and sat down on the couch.
“What do the new rules mean exactly?” I asked and sat down next to him. “Is there some kind of genie loophole?” Maybe? Hopefully?
He shook his head. “In order for me to be free, you have to have sex with your true love.”
“But…you’re my true love.”
Tanner exhaled slowly. “I agree.”
Wait. “So you’re saying I don’t have to whore around town?”
“I do think we’re a perfect match, Ash. But you’ll die if you touch my flaming genie penis. So you can’t have sex with me to break my curse. It has to be with someone with a normal mortal penis. We have to hope that you have another true love out there. ”
“Another? Is that even possible?”
He nodded. “Your life can go in so many directions. There are so many possibilities of happiness if you open your heart to it. You just have to dive in and trust your gut.”
“So that’s what you want? You want to break up with me and for me to find true love with someone else?” I tried my best to blink away my impending tears. But it was no use. We were finally together and now we had to break up. It wasn’t fair. But what in my life ever had been?
“No.”
What? “I’m so confused. I don’t want to be with anyone but you. But I’m not going to stand in the way of you being free from your curse either. I couldn’t live with myself.” I somehow managed to hiccup on my tears. “If you’ll excuse me, I should probably go fuck the bellboy or something. Is there even a bellboy in this building? Or is that a hotel thing? Good Lord, there are so many hotels in New York. It’s too many bellboys for one gal.”
“Ash.” He grabbed my hand. “Take a deep breath.”
I did my best to, but I choked on it.
He leaned forward and wiped my tears away with his thumbs. “I know you don’t think I’m great at matchmaking. But I am actually good at this. And if there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s that you and I are supposed to be together.”
“But you said you couldn’t bear to watch me grow old and gray and die while you didn’t age at all. It would be torture. I don’t want to torture you. I never want to hurt you. ”
“I don’t want that either. I never want to lose you.”
“But you lose me either way.”
“No. There’s a simple solution. We just need to find this other lesser love you have for someone else. And then you need to fuck him.”
I cringed.
“And then I’ll be free. And you’ll come back to me. So we can be together. Forever.”
He made it sound so easy. But nothing about this was easy. God. Why is this happening to me? Chastity would have no problem banging randos. Why couldn’t the evil Princess Karima have had Chastity be the one to find true love? I already freaking had it.
“I can’t go off and cheat on you,” I said. “You’ll never be able to look at me the same if I bang someone else.”
“That’s not true.”
“Of course it is.”
He shook his head. “After not being able to have sex for 300 years I’ve become...well...” His voice trailed off. “I’ve become quite the voyeur. In fact, I was a bit of a voyeur even before I got turned into a genie. That was part of what got me in trouble in the first place.”
It made sense that he liked to watch now since he couldn’t partake. But I needed this whole story. “How did you get turned into a genie? I need to know.”
“How about I show you instead? I’ll let you be me in my memory.” He snapped in his fingers and I was suddenly back in the royal palace of Morocco.
But this time there were no sounds of cars or planes. Instead I could hear running water and horses chuffing in the stables. And some kind of faint Arabian music. I looked down.
Oh my God. I wasn’t me. I was Tanner. I stared at his large man hands. Hands that had held me. I wiggled his long fingers. Fingers that had done lots of things to me. These have been inside of me. No wonder he was so good at pleasing me.
Wait, what am I doing staring at his hands? I want to see his package!
I pulled the waistband of my harem pants out in front of me and looked down at Tanner’s cock. Holy penis! It wasn’t even erect, but it was already big. It was just as glorious as I’d hoped it would be.
I was in a memory. From before he had a flaming genie penis. So I didn’t have anything to worry about. I looked around the palace to make sure I was alone. And then I grabbed Tanner’s cock. It immediately started to harden in his hand. It wasn’t fully erect and it was already at least 8 inches. And I knew Tanner had abs of steel. Single Girl Rule #8: If a man has 8 abs and 8 inches, he may not be refused. And I had literally never not followed the Single Girl Rules before.
So I started stroking Tanner’s huge cock. Fuck that feels so good. I watched it start to grow in my hand. Good Lord. This thing was massive.
“What are you doing?” Tanner’s voice echoed in my head.
I’m fucking my hand like a pro. What does it look like I’m doing? I’d always wanted to know how far a guy could skeet. And pee. I wanted to skeet and pee into the wind! Wait, could I do both at once?! I love controlling Tanner’s dick !
“Stop it, Ash,” said Tanner in my head again.
Never! Now that I knew how this felt I never wanted to stop! This was so much easier than getting me into the mood. I started stroking Tanner faster. I love this for me.
Some guy walked into the courtyard.
I kept stroking Tanner’s cock and looked over at the guy. “Dude! Check out my dick! It’s so big!” I dropped my hand and wiggled it around to make sure he got a good look at my massive member. I couldn’t believe I was going to get to fuck this thing soon. I poked the top of it and it bounced a bit. Ah it bounces!
“It’s very nice, sir,” he said in a thick accent.
“Let’s have a peeing competition!” I grabbed it again and groaned. Guys are so lucky.
The guy frowned. He looked completely devastated. “Just because I got mine cut off doesn’t mean you need to rub it in.”
Oh yikes. I guess he was a eunuch... Poor guy. The least I could do was put on a good show for him. I thrust my hips to make Tanner’s dick spin a bit. But then I stopped, because that seemed to upset the eunuch even more.
Better idea! “Do you think I can suck myself off?” I bet the eunuch would really like seeing that. Because who wouldn’t? I started to lean forward to see if I could reach Tanner’s dick with my mouth. But my tongue was so far away from his tip. Damn it. I want to taste! I tried to bend even more. “Come to mama.”
The Moroccan palace suddenly disappeared and I was standing in Tanner’s living room with my hand down my sweatpants .
“You’re not doing the memory right,” he said sternly. “And why are you insulting eunuchs? And I don’t bend that way.” He looked truly horrified by what I’d been doing in his memory.
I pulled my hand out of my sweatpants. “I’m pretty sure you were masturbating vigorously and trying to give yourself head during that memory. It wasn’t a me thing. You were already doing it. I was just going along because I didn’t want to mess with like...the butterfly effect or something.”
“I absolutely was not doing any of that in the memory. And there is no butterfly effect. It’s a memory. Not an alternate timeline.”
“Are you sure because...”
“Ash,” he said firmly. “You tried to make me give myself head. I can promise you I’ve never attempted that before.”
“Fine! I’ve been caught! But having a dick is very distracting! I’ve never had one before. I can’t believe people choose to cut these bad boys off.”
“No one chooses to be a eunuch, Ash.”
Eh. I wasn’t sure about that. It seemed to be all the rage recently. But Tanner was technically an old man and he didn’t need to be shocked by current events. “It’s not fair that it’s so easy to get in the mood with that thing. If I had a ween I’d be sitting on a couch with my legs spread whacking it all day, if you know what I mean. It’s so much easier being a guy. I bet you can cum so often. Way more than I can. I’d be skeeting so much I’d be dehydrated.”
He raised his eyebrow. “I think I make you come plenty. ”
Was that a comment about me spouting in his bed? I felt my cheeks turning red. “Fair. I just meant self-pleasure. I’m bad at that. It takes me forever. Not that I do it very often. I’m not like addicted to masturbating or something. I’m not an addict of anything, really. Well I might be a little addicted to playing with your penis now. It’s massive. Can I go back in your memory now? I want to touch it again.”
“How about I just tell you the story?”
Gah. Fine. I knew I’d get punished for touching myself. But what was a girl to do when presented with such a glorious opportunity? I wanted to wave it around again. #BringBackMyDick. Nailed that.
“My father was the Sultan’s chief architect and…”
“Wait, are you Moroccan?”
“My father is. Was .” He cleared his throat.
I couldn’t even imagine how many people he’d lost in all his years.
“But my mother was a Norwegian woman who got captured by Moroccan pirates. Her choices were to convert to Islam or be a slave for the rest of her life, so she chose to convert.”
Oh.
“Anyway, the sultan liked me. And while we would hang out, he’d often have some of his harem girls there to serve him.”
“Serve him how?” I asked.
“However he wanted. Feed him tangerines. Give him a backrub. Suck his dick.”
I pressed my lips together. So this was where the voyeur thing started. He would have been better off trying to suck his own than watching the sultan. Just saying.
“I mostly ignored the girls because I knew they were off limits. But then one day he called for Sapphire. I’d never seen anything like her. She had long red hair...”
“Like me?”
He slowly nodded.
“Is that why you like me? Because I remind you of her?” I didn’t know if I should be offended or not.
“No.” He smiled. “You’re nothing like her.”
I couldn’t tell if that was a good or bad thing.
“The only similarity is that I’ve always been drawn to rare treasures. And you, Ash, are a hidden gem.”
I smiled at him. “So then what happened?”
“She’d steal glances at me.”
“While blowing the Sultan?”
Tanner shrugged.
“Wait.” He’d told me something about this girl once. “I thought she was some poor girl you brought scraps to and taught how to read?”
“Yeah, they didn’t feed the harem girls much. They wanted to keep them nice and slim. And harem girls had no use for reading.”
I looked down at my baggy sweatpants. So Tanner had been in love with an incredibly thin redhead? Is that why he laughed and said we were nothing alike? I shook the thought away. He’d just called me a hidden gem. I didn’t need to compare myself to someone from 300 years ago. If I did, I’d drive myself crazy. And I was probably only barely holding on to sanity as it was. Public speaking and being late in the same day was the main driver of insanity. Or so I thought.
“I tried to put her out of my mind,” continued Tanner. “But I couldn’t do it. Every time I hung out with the sultan, I hoped he’d call for her. But when weeks went by without being able to see her, I got desperate. So I dressed up as a eunuch and went to visit her by the river that ran through the palace.”
No wonder he was mad at me for being mean to the eunuch.
“I started doing that regularly. Bringing her food and teaching her how to read. We planned to run away together on a ship. There was just one problem… I was betrothed to the sultan’s daughter, Princess Karima.”
“Right. That bitch from the genie council.” I hated her.
“That bitch indeed.”
“Is she the one who discovered you were planning to escape with Sapphire?”
“No, that was...”
“Wait! Don’t spoil it! Can I try to see the memory again? I promise I’ll be good. I won’t touch your penis or harass the eunuchs.” I crossed my fingers behind my back. Because there was no way I could keep my greedy little goblins off my favorite dick.
“Fine. As long as you promise to be good.”
I kept my fingers crossed and nodded. Give me that cock!
He snapped his fingers again.