Chapter 14
TWINK
I wasn’t sure what I’d been expecting, exactly.
Even though it’s a myth that snakes are slimy and gross, it seemed I had a similar expectation with his tentacle. But it was soft and smooth, though firmer than a cock.
As I stroked, Daddy watched as I familiarized myself with this new part of him. I liked knowing that, unlike his human form, which I found so stimulating, this was part of the real man…well, not man, but the real Daddy.
I pulled his tentacle close, pressing my lips against it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. I was surprised by the excitement that pulsed through me, and the way his body trembled made my dick pulse in his grip, his finger still on that sweet spot within me. I offered a gentle lick.
“Fuck, Twink.”
I felt so out of my element, so uncertain, but also curious. Not just about what his tentacles were, but why the thought of them aroused me.
“When you said it could be better with these, what did you mean?”
He opened his eyes and smiled, his lips curling into his dimples.
A thrill coursed through me.
“Would you like me to show you?”
“Yes.” I was surprised by how quickly I responded, without fear or hesitation, despite how anxious I was about his true form.
As I released him, his tentacle rested against my torso.
The tip slid across my flesh, like a finger trailing down my body, stimulating each nerve it encountered, giving off a subtle warmth.
My body quaked, and I rolled my head back, reveling in the sensation as Daddy used his tentacle to explore my body, moving through the grooves in my abs, between my pecs, until it reached my throat.
He released my cock and hooked his arms around my thighs, keeping me in place as the tentacle glided down my torso, finding its way to my happy trail.
I enjoyed having Daddy explore my body, his touch all over.
When it reached my cock, it looped around, like a vine growing up from the base, creating a grip the way Daddy’s hand had before.
While he kissed my ass and inserted his finger farther, he jerked my cock with the tentacle.
The soft hold was heavenly, as though it’d been made for this purpose, and I relaxed, surrendering, just wanting to be his toy.
The tip of his tentacle settled at the base of the head of my cock, shifting about just under it, driving me wild.
“Daddy,” I moaned.
He firmed his touch against my prostate, and my nerves went haywire as my body twisted up reflexively.
And this was only one tentacle. As he inched me closer and closer to the edge, driving me out of my mind, I imagined the sorts of things he could do if we were playing with more of them.
It wasn’t just the stimulation, though there was plenty of that.
It was the way it felt to be touched in so many places at once.
To feel like he was consuming me. It evoked such a powerful response, mounting too quickly.
“I’m almost there,” I warned, feeling as though I was spoiling it by being so easy to arouse.
“It’s okay, Twink. I want to see you reach the end.”
“What about you?” I asked, panic setting in.
“Please let me do this for you.” The seriousness of his words, coupled with the way he was working me up, was too much for me.
I reached behind me, gripping the edge of the sofa as my climax ripped through me, waves surging powerfully through my nerves, sparks flashing before my eyes as I called out.
Ropes spread across my abs, some settling around my navel, when one stroke from Daddy against that spot was like a button that sent another band up to my chest, beside my nipple.
I gasped, collecting myself, like my body was in shock from the pleasure.
His tentacle milked me dry, then relaxed around my cock before pulling away. As he crawled over me, his tentacle slid up my body, twisting around behind my neck. I don’t know that I’d ever felt so safe in my life, as it coiled around my throat. Suddenly one didn’t feel like nearly enough.
He moved close for another wet, tongue-filled kiss, and I couldn’t fully appreciate it, not when there was still work to do.
“Daddy, I want to return the favor,” I said when I finally managed to pull away.
He seemed surprised by the desperation in my tone. “What do you want to do to me?”
“Can I suck you off?”
The grin that pushed across his face assured me he wouldn’t have any issue with that.
“Oh, I guess you learned that phrase in the park?” I teased.
He laughed. This was one of the things I enjoyed about being around Daddy—it wasn’t just hot, it was fun.
As much as I could’ve stayed enveloped by him forever, I couldn’t suck him off and bask in this at the same time, which meant he had to relax back, rising onto his knees.
While he was servicing me, I hadn’t noticed just how hard he’d gotten, but he was a rock.
And it was big.
Maybe even too big.
Definitely bigger than any guy I’d ever been with.
My jaw dropped, mostly from shock, but I had to wonder if it was an instinct to test to see if I’d even be able to fit it.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
Knowing he could read me made me self-conscious of my worry, which I pushed past as I sat up, adjusting, his tentacle relaxing around my throat as I got on my knees on the sofa cushion.
A mix of fear and eagerness battled it out within me, though I’d felt the same about the tentacle, and now I didn’t want it to leave my body.
And I was a determined twink.
I wet my lips before starting down the head, opening wide, ready to attempt to manage his girth. As I descended onto him, his shaft forced my mouth open even wider, stretching me to my limits, but that only excited me even more. It was a game, a challenge I had to win.
It’d been too long since I’d had a cock against my tongue, and between the time away from one and how worked up Daddy had gotten me, I was feral for it.
Maybe, in a way, I felt it was my job to show this alien how good a human could be to him.
Or maybe I was just trying to return the favor for how good he was to me.
“Oh, Twink…” His dick throbbed in my mouth, pushing against the inside of my cheeks as I serviced him.
I started off slowly, working my way down, needing a hand to help me since it was too ambitious to take him all the way repeatedly, but I still did my best to take as much as I could each time, occasionally making it to the base.
And when I felt him at the back of my throat, I was proud I didn’t gag.
While I kept working him up, his tentacle trailed along the back of my neck, then spiraled around my waist, and the way my skin was still hypersensitive from my orgasm made it feel incredible.
“You’re gonna make me come,” he said, which only made me keep going with even more determination, as though it was my mission to get him to the end.
“Please, Twink. I’m gonna come in your mouth if you don’t pull off.
” It was a warning, but it only made me that much more feral for him.
It was hard to tell if it was just my own desire or this Furker part of him that was designed to turn me on.
All I knew was, I wanted every fucking drop.
I pulled off, rushing out, “Come in my mouth.”
It’s not the sort of thing I would’ve done with a stranger. Definitely not with him on the first night, but by now, it was like I didn’t have any choice. My body demanded that I have this.
I descended onto his shaft, this time much easier to take him deep, and I pumped his cock with my hand and mouth until I felt it swell.
He moaned before I felt an explosion in my mouth.
A full, powerful, wet load. I swallowed his seed, so satisfied with myself, before realizing he wasn’t finished the way a human might’ve been.
He continued to shoot, filling my mouth so that I had to swallow again. And again.
It was a stunning amount of cum, I was sure something to do with him being a Furker.
While it surprised me at first, as I adjusted to his release, I relaxed and just enjoyed taking more and more of him in, appreciating the way he was filling my belly, a wicked part of me wondering what it would be like to have him fill my ass with this same load.
Taking as much as I could became an obsession, as though I only existed so that I could be stuffed with his cum.
When I felt the stream finally ebb, I found myself still attempting to pump more out of him, despite how full I felt.
I was so damn greedy for it, and so disappointed when he said, “That was it, Twink.”
Knowing it was over, I did my best to lap up any that remained on his hard cock, and as I pulled away, a few strands attaching to his cock and my lip told me I’d failed at my job, though I didn’t leave them on their own for long before they were down my throat too.
“So beautiful seeing how hungry you are for me,” he said.
I caught my breath, not realizing I hadn’t breathed enough when I was taking him down. “That was…a lot.”
“Was it?”
“Did you realize you can come that much?”
“I don’t really know what to expect in the form I take until it happens. And I haven’t attempted to explore this sex organ until now.”
“Well, that’s probably ten times what even the most impressive guy in the world can do,” I assured him.
He grinned, that beautiful glint in his eyes hypnotic. It was easy to see, with the talent his body had at attracting me, how he could have effortlessly made any species want to mate with him. ’Cause hell, if I could have his babies, I’d have all of them.
“It seems like it pleased you,” he said, “and that’s the only thing that matters to me.”
He moved close, his lips centimeters from mine before he took my mouth.
I almost wanted to pull away, some selfish part of me wanting to make sure he didn’t accidentally take back any of his cum, but it felt so good to have his lips smashed against mine.
If this was all part of being a Furker, his body and this chemistry, by design, making me crave him as powerfully as I did, I didn’t really give a fuck. I wanted it.
As his tongue pushed into my mouth, he kept his tentacle firmly around me before lifting me by my thighs with his arms and leaning down to rest me on my back.
He enveloped me in his hold once again, and I was shocked.
Most of the guys I’d been with, when we were done fucking, just wanted to roll off me and get to bed, but I liked being held close as he continued to pepper me with kisses.
Resting my hand against the scruff of his face, I realized I could have done this all night long. “Don’t let me go, Daddy,” I begged. “Please don’t let me go.”