13. Nico

13

NICO

I realized as I stretched my mouth around Cyrus’ dick that I was way out of my depth here. My lips barely fit around his girth and the length was another matter entirely. I was good at deepthroating, but this couldn’t possibly fit all the way. I didn’t know of a creature that existed that could take a full orc cock, except maybe another orc. And even then, I doubted it. Their mouths were big, but not that big.

I stroked the shaft a few times, fingering the veins that ran along the length. If I could manage to fit even half of it in my mouth, I had no doubt it would feel amazing. That was a big if , but I was determined to try.

Cyrus was enjoying his pleasuring to the fullest extent. I let him revel in the gratification for as long as I possibly could. His mouth hung open slightly and I could see both sets of fangs, the inner ones jutting out just over his lower lip. They were hidden from me most of the time, and it seemed like Cyrus preferred it that way.

I took an ambitious thrust downward, my mouth engulfing another inch or two of his cock. I’d reached the shaft and already I could feel the tip tickling the back of my throat, warning me to back off unless I wanted to choke.

I ignored the warnings and slipped down farther, allowing my tongue to slide across the tight green skin. His cock pulsed, each throb reminding me how big of a load I would half to take if I let him cum in my mouth – if I even had a choice.

Sweat trickled down my brow as spit gathered at the corners of my mouth. I had it wide open, stretched tight to fit around Cyrus. He let out a few deep, low moans that made my heart skip a beat as I reached closer to the base of his cock.

I couldn’t go any farther down. I was already gagging and sputtering, something I wasn’t used to doing in situations like this. But his cock filled my mouth to the brim, blocking my throat with its sheer width. I could feel it all the way down and I backed off a little to allow myself to breathe easier before pumping my head up and down a few more times.

I wasn’t going to be able to handle much more of this, and as much as I wished I could keep going for as long as I wanted to, I began to hope and pray that he would cum soon. Tears stung my eyes and I choked back a cough, taking care not to bite down on his shaft. I honestly wasn’t sure if he would be able to feel it much, but I didn’t want to find out the hard way.

Cyrus’ breath came out in a strong, heavy puff. His nostrils flared each time, his eyes still softly closed. He was in another world, one I wished I could join him in.

I closed my eyes, a couple of tears squeezing out, which trickled down my cheek and hung from my chin before dropping onto the sheets below. Before I could hold him in place, Cyrus reached down and pulled his cock out of my mouth, freeing me from the gag that had blocked me for several minutes.

“What are you doing?” I panted, flexing and rubbing at my jaw. It was going to be sore for days, at least.

Cyrus didn’t answer, instead giving himself a few strong strokes before cumming on his stomach and chest, emitting a single strangled groan. I watched, a little disappointed he hadn’t done it in my mouth.

“I could’ve taken that,” I whined.

Cyrus opened his eyes and looked at me witheringly. “No, you couldn’t have – not yet. Now, come here and let me take care of you. You look ready to explode.”

He wasn’t wrong. My balls ached for some release, and Cyrus barely had to touch my cock for me to lose control.

I crawled back to Cyrus’ side and fell back into the warm embrace of the bedsheets. “Fuck, that was hot.”

He handed me a damp hand towel. I took it and let it hang limply between two fingers, only for him to snatch it away again and dab it at my mouth and cheeks for me.

“Yes, it was fun,” he agreed. “I think I misjudged your readiness, however.”

“What? No, it went well, didn’t it?”

“Don’t worry, Nico. We shall keep trying, but you’re not ready for me to fuck you yet, as much as you so greatly desire to. I think we should return to simpler, easier activities after today anyway – you need to give your body a break. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” I began, but my jaw spasmed and I was forced to stop talking and let it rest.

Cyrus was right: I did need to slow down a bit.