11. Nico

11

NICO

C yrus slathered a generous amount of lube onto the dildo, coating the tip of it especially well. It looked like too much for a single toy, and maybe I should have feared for my life – or my hole, at least – but all I could feel at the moment was excitement. I was finally getting one step closer to the cock of my dreams.

He inserted his finger first, which I had to admit made me tense a little. A single finger on Cyrus’ hand was like having two regular fingers on a human inside me, and I wasn’t used to being stretched that much quite so early. He worked slowly and carefully, though, and over the next few minutes, the burning dissipated, leaving only a pleasantly full sensation in its wake.

He slid in another finger, bringing the tightness and stinging back with a vengeance, he must have noticed how uncomfortable I was despite my best attempts to relax and take deep breaths because he placed a hand on my knee and gave it a gentle rub.

“You’re doing so well,” he told me. “I think you’re almost ready for the dildo now.”

He pressed the tip of the toy against me, nestling it in between my cheeks. The lube was cold and the dildo slipped down once from the sheer amount Cryus had rubbed on, but he positioned it back into place and pushed gently.

I closed my eyes and imagined it was his cock filling me instead, although his cock would somehow be even bigger.

“You’re good at this,” I murmured.

“It’s not difficult,” he answered. “It’s just a toy.”

“No, I mean sex in general. I kind of expected orcs to be rough and only care about getting themselves off.”

Cyrus sighed. “That’s what you get for believing what you read on the internet. I’m sure that on those same websites, you would find them writing that vampires don’t leave their houses and demons only have sex with humans to feed on their souls, yet in this very town, we have proof of that simply not being true.”

“You’re probably right. But I –“ I cut my words off with a groan as Cyrus pushed the dildo in farther, hitting parts of me I didn’t know could be reached.

I didn’t regret insisting on an orc, even though I had yet to experience much with him. It was well worth every minute, every hour, every day I had to wait and listen and learn if it was building up to all my greatest fantasies.

He worked gently and carefully in spite of my repeated assurances that I could handle more.

“I know what’s best for you,” he insisted, and maybe he was right.

Every time I convinced him to loosen up a little, he would push the dildo in deeper until tears formed in my eyes. Then I would beg him to back up a little and try going slower.

“I told you,” he would say, undoubtedly rolling his eyes.

But he was enjoying himself as much as I was, if not more. One of these days I would have to thank him properly, but not tonight. Tonight was reserved for me to learn how to take orc cock like a man.

I would have liked Cyrus to get me off with the dildo, but after a while, he stopped fucking me with it and climbed into bed with me.

“What are you doing?” I asked, rolling over onto my side. “I wasn’t finished yet.”

“That’s enough for one day,” he told me, stroking my shoulder with the back of his hand. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t, I promise.”

Cyrus turned down my pleas. “Let’s take the rest of the night easy, all right?”

Before I could beg him to reconsider, his hand moved down to my cock and he slid his palm over the shaft, sending a shiver straight down my spine. So, this was what taking it easy meant.

His other hand wrapped around his cock, and, moving closer to me, rubbed his cock against mine. It was never more obvious to me now how obscenely large Cyrus’ dick was. It would make any man blush with either humiliation or lust – or both – and I was no exception.

But Cyrus didn’t say a word about my size. He didn’t speak at all, only allowing a few quiet moans to escape. I wanted to tell him how hot I found that, but I was worried that even a peep from me would ruin the moment. The last thing I wanted to do was make him shy away from me for good.

I didn’t need to worry about that right now, though. All I needed to worry about was getting my needs taken care of, and Cyrus even did that for me. When I couldn’t wait another second, he made me cum and then he came all over me, tempting me to ask if we could go for round two sometime tonight. I already knew the answer to that, though.

“You’re amazing,” I sighed, snuggling under the covers after Cyrus cleaned us up.

“Am I?” he smiled.

“The best.”

“Well, I’m not so sure about that, but I’ll take the compliment anyway.” He tucked the blankets around me before slipping into bed again himself, the mattress sinking as he settled in. “You’re staying for the rest of the night, aren’t you?”

“Of course.” I wasn’t about to make that mistake twice.

“Good. Tomorrow you can make us breakfast.”

“Breakfast?” I raised an eyebrow. “Does that mean what I think it means?”

Cyrus had closed his eyes and I could have sworn he was already snoring, but one eyelid popped back open and he stared directly at me. “It means whatever you want it to, my dear fellow,” he said wearily. “Now, get some rest. We both need it.”