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the other held his dick up.
Shawn s fists clenched at his sides as he watched the tentacle nurse at his dick. Shawn, trying to
meet the thrust of the tentacle, squeezed his ass as Ziang pushed in each time. Hoarse growls
sounded above Shawn as the tentacle slapping against his ass moved steadily. Shawn s balls
tightened and he knew he was almost there again.
Going& going to& Ziang&
The dominating force of the mating call overwhelmed them both. The need to mate was a
powerful call neither could deny. A strange tingling spread through Shawn s body and focused
on his ass; it was something he d never experienced with Ziang. Every muscle locked up in his
body, but that was nothing compared to what happened inside him.
His muscles contracted, stopping Ziang s movement. Pressure built, and Shawn struggled to
breathe as the intensity of whatever was happening loomed over him. The orgasm built and he
was helpless in its wake. Shawn screamed as stars flashed in front of his eyes, and seconds later,
Ziang roared as seed saturated Shawn.
It was like a tsunami; a huge wave of seed filled Shawn to overflowing and triggered his own
orgasm. Cum surged out of him, a torrent that wouldn t stop as his orgasm unleashed and sank
its teeth into him. The tentacle attached to his dick sucked frantically, while the other tentacles
flexed around Shawn s body, his orgasm continuing as his body convulsed.
No more! Please, Ziang, stop&
Shawn was dry-shooting, and right on the thin line of pain as his body emptied out. Eyes peeled
wide, Shawn struggled to speak as Ziang s tentacles hugged him closely. As the tension left their
bodies, they collapsed against each other as the monster orgasm backed off.
Finally, Shawn s brain engaged and he remembered how to speak. Ziang wiped the sweaty hair
away from Shawn s face while murmuring to Shawn. The itch deep inside had stopped when
Ziang flooded Shawn, and the relief was welcomed.
Holy hell, Shawn muttered as he lay there. That was almost spiritual.
Apt description.
The tentacles holding his wrists allowed Shawn to move his hands up to rub his face as the other
tentacles eased his legs down. He lay there, waiting for the tentacle buried in his ass to either
shrink or pull out, but Ziang seemed content to not move. And the cocoon thing, why was it not
dissolving? Several minutes passed as they rested, and nothing changed.
Ziang?
Yes?
Um, why hasn t your& Shawn blushed. Why are you& Ah, jeez.
What?
What s going on? Why haven t you pulled out yet? And why isn t this thing covering us not
dissolving?
You talk like you think we re done. We re not. Ziang s mating tentacle moved inside Shawn, a
slow thrust that sent him straight back to needy.
What!
The tentacle that had been in his mouth came back up and snaked inside. Told you you d be
glad of this.
Shawn moaned as Ziang s thrust picked up speed.
* * * *
The next day Shawn woke up in bed, Ziang s arms and tentacles around him. He had no memory
of how he got there. After the fifth time of Ziang fucking him to orgasm, he passed out. At least
Ziang got him to bed. He d slept like the dead, and now Diesel was batting at his feet through the
bedspread.
So, how was your night? Shawn whispered to the kitten. Bet you got an eyeful, huh?
Diesel meowed loudly at him, then went back to gnawing on his toes.
That s what I thought.
Shawn yawned. His body ached, and one spot in particular was well used. Everything last night
had been over the top, a little frightening and intense. But he d been pleasured until he passed
out, too.
He might be sore, but it was a pleasant sore. Still, he hoped Ziang didn t go into rut very often.
For now, he was sexed out. He bumped the alarm clock until he could see the time and did a
double take. The digital numbers stated it was five in the afternoon.
No way. There s no way. Shawn struggled to sit up in bed. That can t be right.
Shawn smacked the clock; the time read the same.
Look, you stupid clock, that can t be right.
Seemingly out of spite, the clock flipped forward a minute. Shawn gave it his best death glare.
Is there a reason you re arguing with an inanimate object? Ziang asked from beside him.
Oh bite me, E.T.
Maybe next time.
Shawn pushed at Ziang s shoulder, not moving him an inch. Shut up. It says five. As in five
o clock in the afternoon. We slept the whole day away.
Makes for less time to wait for tonight.
That s one way of looking at it. Shawn rolled out of bed and walked to the bathroom. It s
hard to believe&
There was a loud crash from the bathroom.
Ziang!
Ziang jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Shawn stood at the sink, his knuckles white
from the death grip on the counter. Cans and bottles were scattered across the counter.
What? What s wrong? Ziang glanced frantically around, looking for an intruder, a threat,
something he needed to kill. There was nothing he could see. Shawn?
Shawn pried his fingers off the counter and turned slowly to face Ziang.
What, he said pointing at his face, the hell is this?
Those symbols?
The ones under my eyes, yes. You know, the ones that were not there last night. Those
symbols.
Those mark you as mine. Why? What s wrong?
Oh, nothing. Shawn turned back to the counter and picked up the shaving cream. He swung
around, finger on the trigger, and opened fire at Ziang, letting him have it. White foam covered
Ziang s face, his chest, and his head. Ziang stumbled back against the bathroom door, his hands
up.
You big, stupid alien! I told you not to spring any more freaky alien stuff on me. Shawn shook
the can and started round two of the assault. What s wrong? I ll tell you what s wrong! You
marked me, marked my face. Not like I can hide that. Bad enough you did this without telling
me, but you did it while I was passed out.
Shawn& Ziang gasped as he battled shaving cream.
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the other held his dick up.
Shawn s fists clenched at his sides as he watched the tentacle nurse at his dick. Shawn, trying to
meet the thrust of the tentacle, squeezed his ass as Ziang pushed in each time. Hoarse growls
sounded above Shawn as the tentacle slapping against his ass moved steadily. Shawn s balls
tightened and he knew he was almost there again.
Going& going to& Ziang&
The dominating force of the mating call overwhelmed them both. The need to mate was a
powerful call neither could deny. A strange tingling spread through Shawn s body and focused
on his ass; it was something he d never experienced with Ziang. Every muscle locked up in his
body, but that was nothing compared to what happened inside him.
His muscles contracted, stopping Ziang s movement. Pressure built, and Shawn struggled to
breathe as the intensity of whatever was happening loomed over him. The orgasm built and he
was helpless in its wake. Shawn screamed as stars flashed in front of his eyes, and seconds later,
Ziang roared as seed saturated Shawn.
It was like a tsunami; a huge wave of seed filled Shawn to overflowing and triggered his own
orgasm. Cum surged out of him, a torrent that wouldn t stop as his orgasm unleashed and sank
its teeth into him. The tentacle attached to his dick sucked frantically, while the other tentacles
flexed around Shawn s body, his orgasm continuing as his body convulsed.
No more! Please, Ziang, stop&
Shawn was dry-shooting, and right on the thin line of pain as his body emptied out. Eyes peeled
wide, Shawn struggled to speak as Ziang s tentacles hugged him closely. As the tension left their
bodies, they collapsed against each other as the monster orgasm backed off.
Finally, Shawn s brain engaged and he remembered how to speak. Ziang wiped the sweaty hair
away from Shawn s face while murmuring to Shawn. The itch deep inside had stopped when
Ziang flooded Shawn, and the relief was welcomed.
Holy hell, Shawn muttered as he lay there. That was almost spiritual.
Apt description.
The tentacles holding his wrists allowed Shawn to move his hands up to rub his face as the other
tentacles eased his legs down. He lay there, waiting for the tentacle buried in his ass to either
shrink or pull out, but Ziang seemed content to not move. And the cocoon thing, why was it not
dissolving? Several minutes passed as they rested, and nothing changed.
Ziang?
Yes?
Um, why hasn t your& Shawn blushed. Why are you& Ah, jeez.
What?
What s going on? Why haven t you pulled out yet? And why isn t this thing covering us not
dissolving?
You talk like you think we re done. We re not. Ziang s mating tentacle moved inside Shawn, a
slow thrust that sent him straight back to needy.
What!
The tentacle that had been in his mouth came back up and snaked inside. Told you you d be
glad of this.
Shawn moaned as Ziang s thrust picked up speed.
* * * *
The next day Shawn woke up in bed, Ziang s arms and tentacles around him. He had no memory
of how he got there. After the fifth time of Ziang fucking him to orgasm, he passed out. At least
Ziang got him to bed. He d slept like the dead, and now Diesel was batting at his feet through the
bedspread.
So, how was your night? Shawn whispered to the kitten. Bet you got an eyeful, huh?
Diesel meowed loudly at him, then went back to gnawing on his toes.
That s what I thought.
Shawn yawned. His body ached, and one spot in particular was well used. Everything last night
had been over the top, a little frightening and intense. But he d been pleasured until he passed
out, too.
He might be sore, but it was a pleasant sore. Still, he hoped Ziang didn t go into rut very often.
For now, he was sexed out. He bumped the alarm clock until he could see the time and did a
double take. The digital numbers stated it was five in the afternoon.
No way. There s no way. Shawn struggled to sit up in bed. That can t be right.
Shawn smacked the clock; the time read the same.
Look, you stupid clock, that can t be right.
Seemingly out of spite, the clock flipped forward a minute. Shawn gave it his best death glare.
Is there a reason you re arguing with an inanimate object? Ziang asked from beside him.
Oh bite me, E.T.
Maybe next time.
Shawn pushed at Ziang s shoulder, not moving him an inch. Shut up. It says five. As in five
o clock in the afternoon. We slept the whole day away.
Makes for less time to wait for tonight.
That s one way of looking at it. Shawn rolled out of bed and walked to the bathroom. It s
hard to believe&
There was a loud crash from the bathroom.
Ziang!
Ziang jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Shawn stood at the sink, his knuckles white
from the death grip on the counter. Cans and bottles were scattered across the counter.
What? What s wrong? Ziang glanced frantically around, looking for an intruder, a threat,
something he needed to kill. There was nothing he could see. Shawn?
Shawn pried his fingers off the counter and turned slowly to face Ziang.
What, he said pointing at his face, the hell is this?
Those symbols?
The ones under my eyes, yes. You know, the ones that were not there last night. Those
symbols.
Those mark you as mine. Why? What s wrong?
Oh, nothing. Shawn turned back to the counter and picked up the shaving cream. He swung
around, finger on the trigger, and opened fire at Ziang, letting him have it. White foam covered
Ziang s face, his chest, and his head. Ziang stumbled back against the bathroom door, his hands
up.
You big, stupid alien! I told you not to spring any more freaky alien stuff on me. Shawn shook
the can and started round two of the assault. What s wrong? I ll tell you what s wrong! You
marked me, marked my face. Not like I can hide that. Bad enough you did this without telling
me, but you did it while I was passed out.
Shawn& Ziang gasped as he battled shaving cream.
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