Dildomon

The full moon shone down brightly onto the serene mountain lake, its perfect reflection on the quiet water surface undisturbed by neither wave nor current.

For a while, time seemed to be standing still.

Then, suddenly concentric ripples formed at the lake’s surface, hinting at a presence moving underneath.

With a glittering splash the surface broke as naked young, athletic Damon appeared, throwing back his head and gasping for air. Shortly thereafter two additional heads pop up in front and behind of him, their features somewhat fish-like with fins framing their faces of blueish-green complexion. Out of their long protruding snouts slither forth worm-like tongues, wrapping around Damon’s throat and face, eagerly searching for crevices to explore.

„Seabone … Fuck, yea, that’s it… Go in again. And go in hard,” Damon moaned with noticeable pleasure in his voice, still out of breath. „I love how …” – another gasp for air “ … how my hole feels when you double down on filling me up with those beautiful bones of yours.”

In an almost balletic display of precise movement, the three bodies lifted high up out of the water and above the surface, their bodies suspended in mid-air, pushed and held aloft by two muscular tails, their finned ends vigorously propellering below the surface. The scaly, slender bodies framed the beautiful center-piece of the performance: Below the moon’s glow, two dicks joined together, stretched an ass-lube oozing hole. The two humanoid sea-creatures’ dicks were particularly thick and of a unique cone-shape, with protruding rims up and down the surface, arranged in tiers around the shaft forming a web-like structure.

As the two Seabones leaned back, putting their weight against their rock-hard leavers of a dick, increasing the already challenging stretch on Damon’s hole, his deep breath-heavy moans peaked into a wimping high pitch, before any sound trying to escape his wide-open mouth got suffocated as the Seabones slithering, whip-like tongues pull tight around his throat. As he began to feel dizzy by the lack of air, and the first spasms ran over his body, he barely felt the two tongues twist and push deep and down into his throat. Trapped in the sweet agony of his body helplessly oscillating between his gag-reflex pushing to make way for air to pass through, and his increasingly spasming body desperately trying to gulp for air.

The pain of his loose hole being pried open by the two the two monster cocks faded into the darkness that now rapidly threatened to consume Damon’s mind.

Just before the black, strangely soothing fog fully smothered him into oblivion, he felt sudden relief on the tight grip almost crushing his windpipe. The Seabones pulled out their slippery tongues making way for a deep lung-bursting gasp of breath. Before the dark mind-cloud has fully lifted, the Seabones forcefully threw back their heads in an attempt to diametrically back-dive into the water. Eventually they let their dicks snap out of Damon’s throbbing hole, but not before their synchronised movement into opposite directions increased the pull even more, almost sending Damon back into dark oblivion, this time from a pain so intense that he feared to be ripped in half.

A half agony-, half ecstasy-fuelled scream echoed between the high mountains, as Damon collapsed into the water. A look of pure bliss on his face. 

(To be continued soon, as Damon puts his training to good use in a face-off pushing Damon to his limit.)