Edgar Aeternum, Book 1: Tales of Aeternal Love Read Free Page A

drew in the last puff
of Red, his asshole twitched, causing another spurt of pre-cum to
leak from his rock-hard cock.
    He slowly exhaled, enjoying every bit of the
Red and dropped his hand from his abdomen, reaching farther down
and cupping his full balls in his hand. He gently rolled the low
hangers with his fingers, groaning in pleasure. His hand returned
to his stomach, wiping up a healthy amount of his slick pre-cum. As
he finished exhaling, his hand dropped back between his legs, this
time moving his full sac aside and allowing his fingers access to
his tight hole.
    He drew his legs up slightly to get better
access and just grazed the sensitive pucker with his fingers. The
resulting pleasure was so strong he immediately pulled his hand
away. Face flushed, breathing heavily, he put the Strat down and
returned his attention to his erect nipples, working both at the
same time. The sensations, so similar, were different, too. The
fingers of his left hand were dry; the friction on that nipple was
greater. His right nipple, however, was benefiting from the pre-cum
lube still slicking his fingers. The combined sensations elicited
another long, drawn-out moan.
    His hole, badly neglected at the evening's
orgy, throbbed in anticipation. He rose from the sofa and strode
purposefully to his bedroom, returning a moment later with a small
bottle of lubricant and a black silk pouch about twelve inches in
length. He set both on the coffee table before sitting down again.
Leaning forward, he grabbed the pouch and opened it. Inside was his
pleasure for the night, just the thing he needed to satisfy the
burning hunger he felt with each throb of his impatient
asshole.
    Edgar pulled out a large, realistic-looking
dildo, bulbous mushroom head sitting atop a thick, veiny shaft,
egg-sized testes nested in a pliable sack at the base. He licked
his lips and brought the huge dong close, running the head over
their fullness. He parted his lips, darting his tongue out to
caress it before opening his mouth wide to fellate it. Edgar closed
his lips over the shaft, just below the head, the dildo's
substantial girth stretching them to their limit.
    At two inches in diameter and ten inches in
shaft length, it was the largest ass toy Edgar owned. He liked the
way it filled him, challenging his ability to take it without
making him feel as if he was being ripped apart. He was a fan of a
great many forms of pleasure, but that kind of pain wasn't one of
them. He slowly tongue-bathed the underside of the huge cock and
pushed it into his mouth, at the same time tweaking a nipple with
his free hand. Then he pulled back his foreskin with agonizing
slowness.
    He gasped around the thick rod in his mouth
as he tightened his grip on his own hard cock, finishing the
downward stroke that completely exposed his slick, shiny glans. He
held his fist in place, resting on his pubes as he took more of the
big cock into his mouth. Edgar gave his own cock a few hard shakes,
ending with a firm slap against his stomach and breathed deeply
through his nose further opening his throat. The mushroom head slid
home; he knew from experience that he had now taken three quarters
of the dildo.
    Edgar held steady, working his throat,
milking the rod as though it was the real thing. He had no gag
reflex, though even if he did, the Mars Red would've negated it by
now. He withdrew half of the huge dong and slid it home again,
repeating this action over and over, eyes closed, imagining it was
the real thing.
    Finally, when he thought he would explode
with desire, Edgar took the dildo from his mouth and set it on the
coffee table. It stood tall on its base, slick with Edgar's saliva.
He picked up the bottle of lube and opened it impatiently, dropping
the cap in the process. He squirted a small amount on the fingers
of his right hand and leaned back, ass on the edge of the seat,
legs spread, feet on the floor.
    Edgar reached for his cock and balls with his
left hand, cupping both and pulling