>be anon
>you have a fetish for big, hulking scary monsters
>especially if they’re subby for human dick
>luckily, you happen to have a monster in your closet that fits that exact description
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>you’re resting in bed after a long day of work
>the room is almost completely dark, lit only by the light of your phone as you browse through some gay monster porn to get yourself in the mood
>you’re waiting
>waiting for him
>…
>and waiting
>and waiting
>you’re starting to doze off, your head resting heavily on the soft pillow behind you and your phone resting in your lap
>you jerk yourself back to wakefulness when you finally hear the closet door creak open
>you sit up and rub at your eyes, putting your phone face down on the dresser next to the bed and turning to greet your nighttime visitor
>his massive, shadowy form lingers in the closet doorway, shy and silent, until you pull the covers back to bare your nude body to him
>a low, rumbling moan echoes from the creature as his silvery eyes gaze at your hard cock
>with a smile and a soft murmur, you beckon the hulking thing closer, and he eagerly obeys
>his long, thick tail waves behind him as he pads forward on all fours, crawling to the bed and finally pressing his snout to the base of your cock
>your hand immediately moves to pet his head as you hear him sniffing and purring with delight
>you showered in the morning and let the sweat and musk of the day accumulate on your body, because you know that’s how he likes it
>your eyes strain to see in the dark, but you know he’s already reaching down to pleasure himself while taking in your scent
>it doesn’t take long for him to start lapping along your length, the humid huffing of his breath contrasting oddly, but pleasurably against the cool touch of his tongue
>it feels heavenly, and you let out a moan of approval while stroking his head
>this just seems to spur him on, his sinuous tongue wriggling and even wrapping around your cock to give it a few squeezes
>you allow him to worship your crotch as he pleases while turning onto your side to peer down into the shadows between his legs
>you know better than to use your phone to light up the area—the shrieks of fright from your monstrous visitor at the merest touch of the faint light from your phone, and the effort it took to coach the poor creature back out of the safety of your closet after the last and only time you tried made his thoughts on the matter pretty clear
>however, you’ve made a resolution to get at the monster’s crotch and do some exploring of your own tonight
>but the snuffling and deep inhalations against your balls and taint as your nighttime visitor deepthroats you is making it hard to focus on your plans
>the inside of his maw and throat closes down around you, flowing like water around your cock
>it’s slightly cold against your hot, throbbing flesh, but that makes it feel all the better
>he lets out a huff of satisfaction as your thighs close around his snout and your hips pump into his working mouth
>your own huffing and groans of pleasure spur him on to suckle and bob in time with your thrusting
>you have to reluctantly push him away, and order him to stop when he whines and presses forward to get back at your leaking erection
>all three of his silvery eyes stare up at you in a perfect impression of a kicked puppy, and you reach out to stroke the top of his snout as you sit up and turn your body to get out of bed
>the moment your leg drops down off the mattress, your visitor grasps your ankle in his clawed hands and presses your sole to the end of his snout
>the lapping and huffing against the slightly-sweaty flesh makes it clear how much he likes even this part of your body
>and it’s cute how he gazes up at you adoringly with all three of his eyes
>finally you stand, and he edges back a little bit
>you give him a smile and reach out to stroke his shoulders and neck, gently pushing him down to the floor with another softly-murmured order to lie down
>he hasn’t ever spoken a word, the only sounds he’s made during his visits being rumbling purrs and soft growls, but you know for a fact that he can understand you as he lowers himself to the floor and rolls over for you
>he even waves his thick, sinuous tail as you move to straddle his chest while stroking and petting his strange, solid-but-not body
>you can already smell the familiar musk of the creature wafting from the thick pillar of shadowy flesh rising before you
>it’s spicy, heady, almost cloying, and gets your own cock leaking as it grinds down onto the creatures chest
>you finally reach out to grasp your nighttime visitor’s cock, and he purrs and whines from behind you as you finally explore him
>his shaft is strangely smooth, and has that same solid-fog feeling of the rest of him
>it’s hot, and yet cold
>and it curls around your digits and squirms in your grasp as you pump and squeeze it
>the creature’s panting breath against your ass as he nuzzles you, lapping into your crack and giving your balls a few caressing licks with his tongue, makes it clear that he loves this
>he even curls his body up to bring his crotch closer to you, the musk only growing stronger as it nears your head
>you let out a soft laugh at his eagerness, and press your face into the shadowy expanse under his waving tail while pumping his cock
>the smell is even stronger here, almost enough to make your head swim
>still, you strain your eyes against the darkness and explore the musky not-flesh with your nose and lips
>he doesn’t seem to have a ballsack, his shaft instead disappearing into a puffy-feeling slit
>the creature seems to really like you rubbing your lips and tongue along the edge and dipping it into the tight, strong-tasting space within
>the flavor is just like the scent, and tingles on your tongue
>you can’t get enough of it
>you follow the line of the creatures taint with your nose as he curls himself up further, not straining in the least to contort his body
>you search out the puckered opened you believe should be here somewhere, sniffing and lapping with the same enthusiasm your nighttime visitor is using to worship your own hole, and finally find it
>you give it an experimental lick, and find nothing but the spicy, mouth-watering taste of his musk
>as you dive in with enthusiasm, you feel the creature push his hips downward one more time
>something wet and strong wraps around your cock, feeling almost like the creature’s tongue did
>it takes you a few moments of feeling the throbbing and pulsing of it to realize that it’s the creature’s cock
>as your tongue swirls around his clenching hole and his delves into your tight back passage, your cocks grind together and spark surges of heat between you
>you don’t wonder how the creature can even do this
>how he can contort himself into this shape and use his own shaft to stroke yours
>you just lose yourself in the pleasure
>the scent of him
>the taste
>the pulse of his musky hole as you lap over it and push against its center
>the way his ring finally relaxes to let your delve inside as well, mimicking his motions as you tongue-fuck each other
>how your own cock feels so hot against his cool, solid-yet-not, dexterous shaft
>how his cock seems to embrace your own as they frot together
>the desperate huffing and puffing of humid air from behind as his tongue seeks out your prostate while basking in your own musky flavor
>it only takes a little while longer for you to plunge over the edge of the best orgasm you’ve ever had
>the thick, gooey liquid splashing against your crotch and belly, coupled with your nighttime visitor’s shivering and growling, announces the creature’s own blissful orgasm
>you finally pull away from his crotch and collapse on top of him as the warm exhaustion of afterglow sets in
>the creature pulls you up and turns you around to embrace you
>he purrs and licks at your cheek, while you coo softly to him and pet his head
>you even press a few loving kisses to his snout, making him shiver and moan
>you finally nod off in your nighttime lover’s embrace
>…
>when you wake up in the morning, you’re back in bed
>if it weren’t for your saliva-slickened belly and crotch, and the lingering taste of musk in your mouth, you’d think the night before was a dream
>but you know better
>you stretch and begin to get ready for the day, cock throbbing and leaking at the memory of how much you were able to do with your nighttime visitor
>and your mind races with plans for what to do with him tonight

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Pub: 29 Dec 2020 21:26 UTC
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