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Garin groaned as Sazahk grasped his length with a slick hand and a warm, wet tentacle breached his ass again. “How did…where…” He spied a tentacle receding to the bedside, holding a bottle. “Is that cooking oil?”
“It was all I had.” Sazahk stroked Garin’s cock in time with the tentacle thrusting into Garin’s ass.
“But when did you even—” Garin gave up the question with a deep moan when Sazahk rubbed his palm over his tip. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered but what Sazahk was doing to him. He rocked himself between the sensations. Each thrust into Sazahk’s fist was surpassed only by the fullness of rocking himself back onto the flex metal stretching his rim.
“Garin.” Sazahk strained up and nipped his lower lip. “Garin, I—I find I want all of you, I want more, I want—I want to consume you and it doesn’t make any sense, but my skin is too tight and I’m empty and I want—” Sazahk face crumpled when words failed him, and a thin metal tentacle wrapped around Garin’s wrist and yanked his hand down.
Garin yelped as he fell off balance, catching himself on his forearm as Sazahk’s tentacle dragged his hand down between Sazahk’s thighs. He needed no more prompting than that and he reached for Sazahk’s hole.
His cock kicked at what he found there.
Sazahk’s slippery rim stretched tight around a flex metal rod as Sazahk fucked himself with a tentacle.
Oh god, that was hot. Garin covered Sazahk’s lips and swallowed his panting gasps as he pressed his finger into Sazahk’s hole beside the pumping flex metal. Sazahk made a strangled sound and his hand around Garin’s cock seized when Garin fucked him with it, off tempo with the tentacle, forcing Sazahk’s hole into a ceaseless rhythm of clenching and stretching.
Sazahk fisted Garin’s hair and lifted his hips, meeting his and Garin’s thrusts with whimpers and cries. A tentacle as wide as Garin’s arm wrapped around Garin’s waist, stilling his hips and Garin’s wrist working his finger into Sazahk’s ass stuttered to a stall at the show of force.
The tentacle in Garin’s ass slipped out and the blunt head of a much larger one touched his loose hole. Garin’s mouth fell open, and he dropped his head to Sazahk’s chest as the massive thing pushed.
Sazahk nuzzled his ear with a whisper. “Do you want it?”
“Yes.” Garin bore down as the metal forced him open. “Yes, I want it, Sazahk.”
Sazahk kissed the shell of his ear and pet his hair as the thick appendage pressed into him inch by inch, filling him up until he rode the edge of breaking. Tears leaked from the corner of Garin’s eyes, and he panted into Sazahk’s neck, but his cock was hard as rock in Sazahk’s hand.
“Sazahk.” Garin scratched down Sazahk’s chest, every nerve ending on fire, his body a boneless sheath for Sazahk’s flex metal. “I…it’s…oh god.” His hips twitched and tensed to savor the metal splitting him in two.
“Garin, goddess, you’re perfect.” Sazahk’s voice shook as he pet him. His thighs quivered around him as he hiked them up over Garin’s hips. He angled Garin’s cock down. “Garin, will you—will you penetrate me?”
Garin couldn’t form words. He couldn’t think. He could only nod against Sazahk’s chest and anchor himself with a tight grip on Sazahk’s shoulder. He didn’t need to think to know the answer to that question, though. His body knew the answer to that question.
Driven by the commanding tentacle in his ass, Garin’s hips pressed forward, and his cockhead caught on Sazahk’s hole.
“Sazahk, Sazahk, Sazahk.” Garin whimpered as the tentacles wrapping and writhing around him pushed him onward until he sank into Sazahk’s body.
Sazahk moaned long and low into Garin’s ear. He wrapped both arms around his shoulders and pulled him down until Garin’s full weight rested on him. They pinned Sazahk’s straining cock between their bellies, and Sazahk gasped and thrust up into the slick space between them.
The motion drove Garin deeper into him, and his hips pumped reflexively. A high-caliber bullet’s worth of ecstasy ricochetted through him as he buried himself into Sazahk’s unfathomable heat, his insides so much hotter than his cool skin, then pulled out and impaled himself on Sazahk’s massive tentacle.
His body spasmed with the overwhelming sensations and the flex metal system took him over. The tentacle in his ass fucked him hard, driving him into Sazahk with every thrust. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t fight it, he didn’t want to.
It was unbearable, and it was perfect, trapped and overcome by the man in his arms who took him and everything he was and reveled in it.
“Look at me.” Sazahk dragged his hands to Garin’s jaw and tilted his face up until their gazes met. They rocked and writhed together, climbing and climbing, and Garin didn’t tear his eyes from Sazahk, his panting lips parted, his cheeks swirling with the darkest green, his eyes profound and complex beyond knowing.
“Sazahk.” Garin forced his eyes to stay open as he rode the sensations Sazahk inflicted on him, clinging on for dear life.
“Are you close?” Sazahk’s eyes darted to Garin’s lips.
“Yes, so close, I won’t?—”
Sazahk crushed their lips together and a thin tentacle forced past Garin’s straining rim and raked across his prostate.
Garin crashed over his peak, a breathless, strangled yell ripping from his throat. Sazahk swallowed it down, consuming Garin as pleasure wrecked him. His cock pulsed into Sazahk’s rippling insides, and his ass clenched down around the unforgiving metal, stunning him with how impossibly full he was.
His orgasm dragged on and on and he writhed on the metal impaling him as the thin tentacle pushed again and again against his prostate. His balls ached, his muscles cramped, he shuddered and shivered, and still the white-hot euphoria blazed behind his eyes.
Finally, the blaze banked, Sazahk’s arms wrapped around Garin’s waist, and the huge tentacle slid from his ass. Garin groaned as his abused hole relaxed. He realized distantly that Sazahk was murmuring into his hair.
