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D.C. James
An Offering Of Flesh (Tentacle Breeding, Impregnation, Gay Gangbang Erotica)
An Offering Of Flesh (Tentacle Breeding, Impregnation, Gay Gangbang Erotica)
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Malek is an elite warrior and has earned the right to mate with the sea goddess of his people, to become one of the chosen. As wave after wave of unending pleasure assaults his body his sanity is put to the test. Can he do it? Can he survive the mating and transition into the ranks of the chosen?
Warning! This 6,800 word story depicts the graphic sexual acts of a man being bred and impregnated by the tentacle goddess of his people and is intended for mature audiences only.
Excerpt:
There was no real pain, it was simply more pleasure and sensation than his mind could handle and with her arms restraining his movements the only outlet left to him was his voice. When his long wail died out, he collapsed and let her arms hold and cradle him. One of her slender tentacles slipped down under his chin and raised his head up, he watched in a haze as a very thick and very broad appendage descended from the portal. The end was blunt and shaped vaguely like his own c**k, only thicker, broader and infinitely more flexible. He watched as it coiled and looped around on itself, looking for all the world like a snake preparing to strike. Slowly it uncoiled and stretched forth to let the thick head brush against his lips.
“She has accepted you brother, open yourself to her.” The voice of his mentor startled Malek. He had forgotten all about the other man standing quietly in the back and chanting. Color flushed into his cheeks as he thought of all the noises he had made. He heard quiet footsteps as the monk approached and the broad features of brother Michael came into view and kneeled down next to him.
Malek blushed harder as he saw the monk take note of his manhood being milked and of the tentacles that were thrashing inside his ass.
“She is about to mate with you.” The monks serious tone and the worry in his features banished the warriors embarrassment in a flash.
“You have been accepted, but the difficult part is now to come. She will begin mating with you shortly and it will last for many days. She will drain the fluids from your body and replace them with her own throughout the mating. You must focus your mind and endure, do not get lost in the pleasure or your mind will be snuffed out as a candle in a storm. If you succeed, you will be the vessel for her seed with power to protect our people. You will be a chosen one.”
The monk slowly rose, giving Malek one last look before turning and leaving the room. Fear clouded the warriors mind briefly, but the pleasing feelings of the goddesses mouth on his c**k invaded his thought and washed away his fear. Another bump on his lips reminded him of what was hanging in the air before him, a c**k tentacle, and it wanted in.
Warning! This 6,800 word story depicts the graphic sexual acts of a man being bred and impregnated by the tentacle goddess of his people and is intended for mature audiences only.
Excerpt:
There was no real pain, it was simply more pleasure and sensation than his mind could handle and with her arms restraining his movements the only outlet left to him was his voice. When his long wail died out, he collapsed and let her arms hold and cradle him. One of her slender tentacles slipped down under his chin and raised his head up, he watched in a haze as a very thick and very broad appendage descended from the portal. The end was blunt and shaped vaguely like his own c**k, only thicker, broader and infinitely more flexible. He watched as it coiled and looped around on itself, looking for all the world like a snake preparing to strike. Slowly it uncoiled and stretched forth to let the thick head brush against his lips.
“She has accepted you brother, open yourself to her.” The voice of his mentor startled Malek. He had forgotten all about the other man standing quietly in the back and chanting. Color flushed into his cheeks as he thought of all the noises he had made. He heard quiet footsteps as the monk approached and the broad features of brother Michael came into view and kneeled down next to him.
Malek blushed harder as he saw the monk take note of his manhood being milked and of the tentacles that were thrashing inside his ass.
“She is about to mate with you.” The monks serious tone and the worry in his features banished the warriors embarrassment in a flash.
“You have been accepted, but the difficult part is now to come. She will begin mating with you shortly and it will last for many days. She will drain the fluids from your body and replace them with her own throughout the mating. You must focus your mind and endure, do not get lost in the pleasure or your mind will be snuffed out as a candle in a storm. If you succeed, you will be the vessel for her seed with power to protect our people. You will be a chosen one.”
The monk slowly rose, giving Malek one last look before turning and leaving the room. Fear clouded the warriors mind briefly, but the pleasing feelings of the goddesses mouth on his c**k invaded his thought and washed away his fear. Another bump on his lips reminded him of what was hanging in the air before him, a c**k tentacle, and it wanted in.
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