“It feels nice.” He whispered. I could feel where the scales stopped around his groin, the skin on his cock and testes was soft and scale-less.
“Lay back, Lex.” I murmured. “I’ll make you feel really good.” I wanted to taste him. I wanted to see what his come tasted like. It was a little different with every race. I guess you could call me bit of a connoisseur. Elves had a bitter aftertaste. Humans were saltier. The half-orc had come with an oily texture and a sour taste.
That didn’t make it sound too appetizing, but I was curious, believe you-me.
He rested down against the furs, I tickled my fingertips down his inner thighs, teasing his legs apart. I kissed his stomach to feel it flinch under the gentle touch of my lips.
I started lapping at the underside of his cock, tasting him.
“Oh… Oh you are good at that.” He gasped.
“Thank you,” I whispered, gently sucking one of his stones into my mouth. I let it slide out with a lewd pop while he squirmed. “After, you’ll have to tell me how I compare.”
His cock was nice and thick, with a defined tube on the underside. It tapered up to a narrower point. I wondered if the shape was just him, or if it was a racial trait. I knew it would feel good, to have that thin tip poke in, and have it get thicker and thicker at the base. I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock to sense the shape. His precome tasted almost sweet.
He didn’t have even a strand of hair or a whisper of stubble around his groin. It was different to feel the smooth tender skin. In a good way.
I moved down on his cock so I could thrust his head past the resistance in the back of my throat over and over. I held back on my gag reflex (hey, I had a lot of practice) and listened to him gasp at the sensation.
He twined one hand in my short hair and moaned. I could wrap him around my little finger when he was like this. I stroked his smooth scaly inner thighs and carefully started working my fingers back. I was curious.
He twitched when my fingertip first brushed his puckered anus. His heavy breathing stuttered a little and I could feel his hand tighten a little, twined in my hair. I carefully massaged the area with my fingertip.
“I can’t.” He whispered. He reached between his legs to try and move my hand away, but I had already moved it back. I took a quick break from his throbbing cock to breathe, and to reassure him.
“Lex… I was just checking. Even the ladies-men sometimes like a little stimulation back there. I wont do it again.”
“Oh… Um. Thank you, James. I’m sorry.”
I grinned in the dark and gave his plump cock a few strokes. “Don’t worry about it. You sweet thing, you.”
I was about to gobble him down, but to my immense surprise, he stopped me.
It was a strange thing, his seduction. He had a lot of experience with it, but he was almost timid when it came to using his wiles on me.
He was pulling me up while he leaned back so I was crawling on top of him. He lay back in the fur, his fingertips traced my skin, tweaking gently at my nipples and stroking down my back. When I was on top of him I didn’t lean forward. I made him do a little of the work. And he did. He wrapped his legs around my waist and leaned up to kiss me. Even right after I sucked his cock.
I decided then that I liked Lex quite a bit. Not just as a hot little piece of ass. He wasn’t afraid to try new things. And as a new thing, I found that endearing.
On top of him like this, I really wanted to fuck him, but that was a no-no. The little guy didn’t even like my fingertip, so I wasn’t gonna subject him to anything else.
And besides, I could feel him shifting his weight, rolling so he was on top of me instead. This was interesting.
He sat up so his hands were resting on my chest. I stroked his saliva-wetted cock with my right hand, and touched his flat ridged stomach with my left. He wasn’t saying anything, but I had an inkling of what he was thinking about.
“Whatever you want, Lex.” I whispered. “Don’t make yourself do anything you don’t wanna.” Please do it please, come on! I added, mentally.
He started shuffling down my body a little and I was glad that the darkness hid the grin on my face. I was hard as a rock. I shimmied my hips a little to push my breeches down.
He kissed my chest first. He played with my nipples a little, but I had never been very sensitive there. I let him know what was working. I moaned a little when he started trailing his kisses and fingertips down my stomach. He pushed my breeches the rest of the way down, pulling them off of my feet. He hesitantly unwrapped my loincloth, kissing my hip.
If he changed his mind now, I was gonna cry.
“I… I’m…” He was struggling to find something to say. As he did though, he gently touched my cock with his palm. The smooth skin felt good. It felt even better when his fingers gingerly closed around me. Cradling my cock, he slowly moved his hand up and down. Touching, feeling me out.
He gently massaged the skin of my groin. My soft trimmed pubic hair. Curiously cupping my stones. He stroked his hand up and down. Trying to get the nerve.
“Watch your teeth, please.” I whispered in a breathless voice. “I mean, that’s instinct, but you’re teeth have little points on them. You said ladies like a scar, but…” I gasped and shut the hell up as he touched the head of my cock with his soft lips.
“There… There you go.” I murmured, closing my eyes and resting my head back on the soft fur. I stretched out as he started to suck, moaning a little. The fur felt good and luxurious under me. And I had a gorgeous purple man sucking my cock. It was a good feeling.
He was careful about his teeth. I never felt them once. His tongue was a little rougher than I was used to. Not barbed like a cat, but just rough and warm and wet. I liked the sensation. He seemed anxious to do a good job, so he kept trying different techniques. First being sloppy and wet, focusing on the head. Then running his rough tongue up and down the underside of my shaft, then using both of his hands and his tongue at the same time.
I made sure to groan louder when he used a method I liked. I knew how sore his jaw must be, sucking cock isn’t a picnic, so I didn’t try to hold back.
“Lex?” I panted. “Getting close… Getting real close… You– You can use your h-hand if… if you wa-ant.” He was doing something pretty incredible with his fingertips, stroking and prodding at my taint and asshole while he tried to push past his gag reflex. He didn’t seem to mind my announcement. The wonderful little slut.
I spread my legs wider and gripped the furs in my fists, clenching my muscles and arching my back. It was everything I could do not to hump his mouth, but I didn’t want to mess up his rhythm.
I thought I heard a big muffled thump against the wall, probably a funny wave slapping against the hull, but then I didn’t know or care what it was. I hissed air in through my clenched teeth and sighed his name back out.
“Lex… Oh Lex, that felt incredible.”
I felt him sucking gently, and I squirmed against the fur. He crawled to the edge of the fur pad and I heard him spit. He made a little disgusted noise in his throat, but I could forgive him for that.