Erotic short. A merman treats a partner to his clutch of eggs.
Rated E, cis M/M, a little under 700 words. Featuring oviposition, aphrodisiac slick, banter, stomach bulging!
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“Like that, don’t you?” asks Sharn, and Jed grunts as he spreads his legs a little wider, trying to bend his knees and squat down further onto his cock, feel the fat burst of Sharn’s ridiculously thick cock as it slides inside him, but the further it goes in, the easier it gets, because Sharn’s cock is slippery with whatever fucking thing lets mermen do what they do, and Jed’s head is spinning with it.
“If I didn’t like it, I wouldn’t have invited you to do it,” Jed mutters.
“Maybe you would’ve,” says Sharn. “Maybe I’d’ve been irresistible.”
“Sharn, you’re very resistable.”
“Now, that’s not nice,” says Sharn, and thrusts his hips up in a sharp movement that shoves the thick, strangely soft column of his cock — his ovipositor — into Jed all at once, and Jed gasps. There’s more than a strange tingle, now — Sharn’s cock leaves incredible, electrifying heat expanding out from Jed’s arse, up his cock and leaving it dribbling over their bellies, and more of that heat expands out through Jed’s belly, up through his chest. “How about that? Is thatnice?”
“I think you know it’s nice,” Jed wheezes. “Feels like you’re trying to poke your cock through my lungs.”
“Eggs are a remarkable but little-discussed treatment for asthma,” says Sharn mock-seriously, and Jed starts laughing even as his cock moves in a way a human’s cock most certainly couldn’t, its shaft jerking and pulsating where it was crammed into Jed’s arse, filling him to the brim. “If I put my whole clutch in you, do you think some will come out of your mouth?”
“Would that turn you on?”
“I’m already quite turned on. Haven’t you noticed?”
“I could have made an informed guess,” admits Jed, and bears down on the perfect monstrosity spearing him open, clenching down around it and grunting, breathless and full of heat and a little dizzy and giddy and high. His cock’s eye is opening and closing, spurts of pre- dribbling between their bellies in transparently clear fluid and pale pearly white, and Sharn’s lipless smirk and scaly neck and webbed palms all surround him, and make Jed feel very happy indeed. “Ready?”
“Mmm,” rumbles Sharn, and that’s all the warning Jed gets before fat, heavy eggs are pumping into him, Sharn’s ridged and spongey belly clenching and twitching under Jed’s cock, and Jed moans. “You clench so wonderfully.”
“Can’t really feel how much I’m clenching,” Jed admits. “Can’t really think.”
“You don’t need to think,” says Sharn comfortingly, squeezing his waist and pulling Jed down tighter, harder, and Jed groans as each egg pops past the ring of his arse, drops into him heavy and slightly cool and thick in him. “You just need to take my eggs, let me lay in you. Let me use you.”
“I’d let you use me as a fucking washrag if it felt like this,” says Jed.
“Luckily for you I don’t need a washrag,” replies Sharn, and Jed laughs messily and kisses his lipless mouth, tastes Sharn’s salt-sweet tongue, grunts when Sharn grips and squeezes his arse. There are a lot of eggs in him already, enough that he can feel them bulging and sticking together in his guts, feel the strange against his belly, and when he leans back he feels them move in him as new eggs shove the others further in.
Blearily, he sees his belly shift, and his balls are tightening before he can thick about it, come splattering between their bellies and oh, the orgasm rocks through him like a fucking cresting wave, making his head feel ready to burst, let alone spin.
“You’ll be round as an egg yourself, once I’m done with you,” says Sharn, sounding pleased.
“Less talking,” says Jed. “More fucking.”
Sharn shoves him on his back, and Jed whines, his legs falling apart and spreading wide as Sharn takes the instruction to heart and thrusts hard inside him, drops egg after egg into his arse until he’s certain he’ll explode.
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