Page 51 of Tis the Season for Tentacles
My cock strains against my sleep pants, raring to go at Felix’s suggestion. Even my tentacles, which tend to be more restrained than most, begin undulating in the air with obvious approval.
I glance at the bed. “I suppose that might be too traumatizing right now.”
Felix shudders. “Good guess. Let’s avoid the bed for now, shall we?”
I grin, pulling him into my arms and savoring the feel of his body against mine.
Felix looks toward the corner and gets a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “How about we anoint the hot tub?”
“I like how you think, Earthling.”
He waggles his eyebrows at me. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”
I lean down and brush my nose along the sensitive line of his neck and up to his ear, inhaling deeply and memorizing Felix’s amazing scent. “Why don’t we get you out of these pesky sleep garments?” I suggest, tugging on the belt of his robe.
He pulls back a little, his cheeks flushing as he bites his bottom lip. “Can your tentacles do it?”
I still at his suggestion and study him while he gazes at me with longing. For some reason, I erroneously believed a human like Felix might find my tentacles off-putting, especially in the bedroom, but once again, I was woefully wrong.
Felix continues to surprise me in all the very best ways.
More than happy to oblige him, two of my tentacles reach out and peel off his bathrobe and sleep garments until he stands before me gloriously naked and fully erect.
He puts his hands on his lean hips. “I’ve shown you mine, now show me yours,” he taunts with good humor.
I don’t need any further encouragement and drop my sleep pants to the floor, hurriedly stepping out of them.
We share a long moment of mutual appreciation as we admire one another’s bodies.
“Wow,” Felix whispers. “You really are golden all over.” He gulps. “And big all over.”
I glance down at my erection and then back at him. “At least it isn’t as big as the dildo the room chose for us.”
Felix’s mouth drops open. “Did you just… make a joke?”
“I am quite funny.”
“I’ll take your word for it.”
With a playful growl, I pull him closer, our cocks brushing against each other.
His is certainly smaller than mine, but nothing to be ashamed of and proportionate to his build. But I’m most fascinated by the fact that his cock is smooth all over.
“You do not have pleasure nodules,” I observe.
Felix stares with fascination down at my erection. “Is that what those bumps are?”
“Yes, they are something all males among my species possess.”
“What do they do?”
“The name is rather obvious. During sexual stimulation, they vibrate to enhance my pleasure as well as my partner’s.”
“I’ve never even written about something like that before,” Felix mutters to himself.
I frown in confusion. “What?”
He startles out of his dazed stupor and waves his hands in the air. “Oh, nothing, nothing. Um, why don’t we get in the hot tub?”
