Page 16 of Tantalized By the Cursed Statue
Those thick, smooth fingers continue to slide in and out of Nathaniel’s hole, fucking him slow and easy. “You’re so incredibly hot inside, taking the stretch of me so well,” the statuesays approvingly. “It was killing me, not being able to feel you. So glad I can now.”
Fuck, it’s hot. Nathaniel wriggles forward, fighting against the chains to press himself against as much of Martell’s marble body as he can. On top of this being the hottest thing he’s ever done in his life, it’s extra-hot that Nathaniel is the first thing the statue has felt in over half a century. He drives himself down on those stony fingers, wanting Martell to be able to feel all of him.
He’s impatient to break the curse.
Impatient to be allowed to spill. It’s starting to become a real problem.
Martell withdraws his fingers to gather more precum from Nathaniel’s caged, weeping dick. The feel of the statue’s fingertips brushing against his cockhead makes his hips buck uncontrollably.
“Please,” Nathaniel gasps out.
“I know how much you’re aching for it,” the statue says. “Believe me, I’m right on the edge with you. Do you want me to give you something to fill your sweet mouth?”
“Yes, please…” Nathaniel begs.
So he stands up and holds the tip of his cock against Nathaniel’s lips. Nathaniel almost comes from the touch and taste of Martell’s enormous cockhead. Only his tight chastity cage restrains him from spurting.
Immediately, the vibrations around his dick drop to a low, teasing hum. The statue is careful to keep him on the cusp of climax, not allowing him to tip over.
Taking Nathaniel gently by the hair, the statue slides his cock deeper between his lips. Frustrated pleasure prickles all over his bare skin. He wants to cum so badly, but the chains and chastity cage prevent him from tending to himself. All he can do is lavish the statue’s cock with attention while his stays deprived. It’s so fucking hot.
Nathaniel lets out breathless, happy sounds as he begins to suck his massive cock. Realistically, he knows he’s too inexperienced and excited to give a good blowjob. All he can do is suck as hard as he can and hope that it’s not too awful. From the statue’s low vibrations of pleasure, he seems to be doing okay…maybe?
Then the statue’s cocktwitches and thickensinside of his mouth, and Nathaniel knows he’s doing better than okay. He’s doing so well, he’s turning a statue back into a man.
Hope swells inside his chest. Maybe he can break the curse after all.
The statue fucks his face in a steady rhythm, allowing him to get used to the feeling of his heavy cock in his mouth, the slide of the hard shaft between his lips. His grasp on Nathaniel’s head is gentle but firm, inviting him to try to swallow around his cockhead, but not demanding more than Nathaniel can take.
Nathaniel groans with bliss, ready to take him deeper and prevented by the tight grip on his hair. All he can do is suck at the statue’s slow, steady pace.
While he’s distracted by the thick cock in his mouth, something inhumanly wide slips between Nathaniel’s cheeks and begins to rub and circle against his hole.
A tiny wisp of fear crawls up his spine, the memory of all those times he’d tried and failed to force the huge stone cock inside. Now it stands ready to press inside of him and take him up to the hilt, and what he feels most of all is hot anticipation. He’s relaxed and loose, and the fear of it softens into a low, steady throb deep in his balls.
The restriction around his cock just makes it all hotter, his balls swollen and unable to unload. Waves of heat rush through him.
As the enormous cockhead begins to increase its pressure against his hole, he whimpers around the thickness between his lips.
“You’re incredible,” the statue whispers. “I’ve never felt such a sweet mouth. Just keep doing exactly what you’re doing.”
Nathaniel relaxes further, his limbs going wobbly as he sucks his length rhythmically, guided back and forth by the statue’s firm hold on his head. And as he concentrates on sucking him down, the cock between his cheeks wedges its way inside his hole.
Slick, smooth, and so, sowide.
It’s a stretch, there’s no denying that, but the sensation that zings up his spine is the good kind of strain, the kind that makes Nathaniel frantic and needy. Instinctively, he wants to push back into the pressure of it. As soon as he does, the statue lets out a deep groan, his cock twitching in the tight suction of Nathaniel’s mouth.
“You are unbelievable,” he murmurs, releasing Nathaniel’s hair to stroke over his jaw and his shoulders. “Everything you do feels so good to me.”
Nathaniel’s eyelids flutter closed. He sinks into the feel of those huge, reassuring fingers against his skin, yields to the blissful fullness of his invasion. He’s so completely taken, there is no way hecan’tgive the statue pleasure. Every moan, suck, and clench makes the huge man shudder with bliss, and he guides Nathaniel even deeper with warm praises.
The fact that Nathaniel is caged while the statue isdoubly freeto use his body is the best kind of torment of all. He wants to cum so badly, but he has to let himself be used from both ends. His trapped dick weeps its need onto the stone ground.
Driven by pure, needy lust, Nathaniel barely realizes he’s swallowing the girth of the statue’s cock until the tip of his nose touches the statue’s groin.
Groaning deep, Martell pulls him off his cock. When Nathaniel glances up at him, his shoulders are heaving, and there’s a sheen of sweat on his marble skin.
“Do you know how insane you’re driving me?” the statue asks, his voice rough. “A boy as beautiful as you, teasing me and edging me day after day? You’re so tight and eager, I’ve been wanting to unload inside of you ever since you first opened those pretty lips and sucked me down. Thefrictionof you, the way you’re taking me from both ends. It’s making me come undone. I want you so badly ithurts.”
