Page 41 of Horns & Heart
He left my cockhead alone while he worked me into his mouth, a process that made me think he’d done this kind of thing before.
In that stupid way you do when you experiment and think about what you maybe want to do with the right guy, I’d once tried to see how it would feel to have my toothbrush way back in my mouth, and that had just led to me biting down on it.Internet research had followed, and in an attempt not to get into any embarrassing situations, I’d ordered a nice dildo to practice on, with middling success.Inkiri, I was pretty sure, had not learned what he was doing by sucking on a dildo as if it were a popsicle.
I’d been right about his tongue though.It was rough, but he knew how to use it.He quickly got me to the edge where pleasure and too much stimulation met as he swallowed around me and got me dripping wet with his saliva.
“Fuck, so good.”I blinked up at the ceiling, curled my fingers around Inkiri’s horns, and dug my heels into his back in an attempt to draw him in closer.
He shifted, moving his head back so he could focus on my cockhead.After one more lick of his tongue over that area, I screamed and pushed into his mouth, basically rutting into his face.That probably wasn’t a nice thing to do, but my coordination seemed to have been short-circuited.
“Ink…” I mumbled over and over as I got closer and closer, my balls drawing tight.I felt the release building, like a balloon about to pop, and yeah.He did one more thing with his tongue, and my balloon went pop.
My eyes fell closed and I moaned.“Yes.Yesyesyes…”
I couldn’t keep myself from helplessly rocking into his face, pulling on his horns again, and damn near kicking him.All higher motor function had been overtaken by the gremlin in my brain that wanted nothing but pleasure and was chasing it ruthlessly.
It took a long time for the orgasm to subside, but when it did, my oversensitive cock was still in Inkiri’s mouth.He languidly licked and sucked as if cum was his favorite popsicle flavor.Maybe that was a thing in his world?Cum popsicles.Cumsicles.I giggled, and Inkiri finally pulled off.
His knuckles brushed my cheek.“Look at me, Sadir.I need to see you.”
“It’s too dark to see.”Only because I had my eyes closed, but I did my best to blink them open for him.That didn’t help much.He’d flicked off the reading light at some point, so he was only an outline in the darkness of the room now.
“Not for me.”He clicked, and his hands soothed my still hot skin with strong touches.He caressed my spent cock—just a soft stroke, as if to show his appreciation.“You look satisfied.”
“I am.Also drunk.Still drunk.Continue to be drunk.I never got blown before, but whatever you’re doing, it’s really good.Really, really good.Top grades on the cunnilingus.Wait, that’s not the word.Fell…fella…”
“Fellatio.You taste good.I knew you would, but you’re better than I imagined.Not like bagua.”
Inkiri pulled my shirt off.I was boneless, so I let him.
I giggled.“Youdideat me after all.Just not in the cannibal way.What do humans taste like, huh?Better, worse?”
He made a noise I couldn’t categorize, maybe a speculative grunt.“Just different.I think I may have to sample more.Not in the cannibal way.”All of a sudden, his nearness was gone, and I whimpered, completely involuntarily.“Ssh, I’m here, sweet thing.”
And moments later, he was.All of him, warm and naked and smelling so good, was in bed with me.I wanted to talk more, my head full of things I wanted to ask him, but in the end, I decided talking wasn’t the way to go.
Inkiri snuggled against me after he’d pulled the covers around the both of us, and that was good enough for me, for now.
Right before I drifted off to sleep, I recognized what I was feeling.Something I hadn’t felt in well over two years: I was happy.I wanted to tell him, but before I could, sleep took me.
