A/N: Hello lovely people! I exceeded the word limit again 😂 and this chapter is split into 2 parts. 

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Chapter 3.

Simon hardly dared to breathe when the boy leaned in, breath warming his lips, and their mouths touched.

Simon's insides lit like a bolt of lightning and his arms folded around the boy's slender back, pulling him closer. He'd only kissed a few girls before, but none of them had had lips this full and soft.

The boy's spine softened beneath Simon's fingers, body supple and flexible, but his hair was strangely coarse.

Fingers wrapped around Simon's dick, squeezing firmly, and his mouth opened on a gasp. A warm tongue slithered inside - slick and smooth, as if it had no tastebuds at all, and Simon groaned.

"Honey?" There was a knock on the door. "Simon, are you in there?"

Simon ripped his mouth away and tried to control his breathing.

"Y-Yeah, mom. Sorry, I was freezing and took a bath." That slippery tongue zigzagged down his throat and the boy straddled his thighs, firm ass pressing against his groin. Simon closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Alright, honey. Was Noah okay?"

The boy gripped Simon's cock and guided it between his buttocks, sliding him right into a hot, tight passage.

Simon's eyes flew open, and he stared up into transparent eyes, while his body tightened all over. The boy smiled down at him and moved slowly, muscles squeezing and fluttering around his sensitive flesh.

"Y-Yeah...hh...he said tha-anks." The boy leaned down, grey strands sliding over his chest, and sucked Simon's right nipple into his mouth. Simon gasped hard.

There was a long pause from behind the door. "...alright, honey. Come down when you're...finished." Her steps hurried away and Simon clenched his jaw in mortification, only to open it wide when the boy moved onto his other nipple; suckling like a hungry kitten while his hips moved, working Simon's pulsing dick.

Simon groaned and gripped the boy's tight little butt, thrusting his cock deeper inside it. It felt unbelievable. Like power and pleasure and ecstasy.

He tried to keep his grunts quiet and the boy seized his lips in a kiss, gripping his neck with both hands, and fucked his tongue into Simon's mouth in smooth quick pulses.

"Mmrr!" His blood was on fire, and molten pleasure ran down his spine, and burst through his dick to fill up the boy's ass.

The boy gasped and clenched around his twitching length, circling his hips, until Simon was quite done.

"T-too much." Simon whispered and the boy instantly softened, breathing fast and stroking their faces together. Their lips and noses brushed - but the boy seemed more interested in rubbing against him than kissing just then.

"My toorn." He whispered and pulled Simon closer, even as he slid off his softening prick.

"What? Oh!" Simon flushed with shame, realizing he was the only one to come and he hastily reached for the boy's crotch.

His hand was pushed away and the boy gripped his hips. There was pressure between his buttocks and then a thin snake pushed past his rim.

"Aarr!" Simon shuddered with horror and disgust. That didn't feel like a penis at all.

The boy purred throatily and rolled his hips, each movement pressing that long worm deeper inside Simon.

"W-What..." Simon gripped the boy's shoulders in alarm and received a deep kiss.

"Rreelaaax." That incredible tongue pushed past Simon's lips and quickly made his mind fog.

The boy's thin member went deep, deeper than anything ought to, until it touched a spot that felt sore and then it started to thicken.

"Hng!" Simon convulsed, but the boy only sighed into his mouth, arms tightening, and tongued him deeper.

The cock stretched him like a plug and then a sharp pain cut into Simon's abdomen. He jerked and whimpered - each movement causing another stab of pain - as if that alien cock was sprouting claws and hooking into him. The boy stroked his hair and his spine, breathing in his ear to relax again.

The shaft rippled with movement, stretching him further, and little marbles started pressing into him.

"Wh-Wha...I'm scared." He couldn't see the boy's face, they were pressed too close for that, and he couldn't move an inch or that terrible pain would come again.

"No scared..." Soft kisses warmed his temple and jaw. "It feel good."

"I-it doesn't...it hurts." Simon shook with terror and a sudden warmth flooded into him; easing the pain and softening tense muscles. He slumped forward and the boy took his weight with surprising ease.

"Yeeess." The boy guided Simon's head to his chest, cradling him in the curve of his body, while his hips still worked gently.

The relaxation was accompanied by a wave of fatigue and Simon's eyes drifted shut.

As if there was a timer his eyes opened again when the final bead pressed into him. He felt incredibly full and completely at peace.

The boy sighed with satisfaction and his cock shrank, pulling out in a sticky slide and curling back into its strange shape. He cupped Simon's cheek and rubbed their noses gently.

"Simon!" There was a sharp rap on the door and Simon blinked tiredly. "Did you drown in there? Everyone's waiting for you!" His mom snapped.

"M'sorry, mom. Be...be right down..." He slurred and he heard her walk away with a huff.

The boy stroked his jaw and murmured against his mouth. "No peo-ples."

"No people." Simon easily agreed.

His muscles were completely lax and he felt lightheaded. Whatever the boy had pumped into him was doing this - but Simon didn't care. It felt too good.

He kissed that purple mouth and attempted to stand. The boy hurriedly stood too, bracing Simon's hips and caressing the small bulge that had appeared on his belly.

They wrapped up in soft towels and he felt a wave of dizziness. The boy supported Simon this time and followed his directions into his bedroom. They slid into bed and their arms were instantly around each other, legs threading and mouths pressing.

"You're beautiful." Simon whispered, after a long kiss.

He brushed a few metallic strands away from the boy's cheek and cupped his slender face. This close his eyes had a pearlescent shine and his skin blended like watercolors.

"Yoo byootiful." The boy whispered back and turned his head to kiss Simon's palm.

There was a knock on his door and the boy ducked beneath his duvet, arms firm around his chest.

"Honey..." Carina opened the door and eyed him with concern. Her hair was piled into a loose bun and she wore a beaded skirt paired with a silk shirt. "Are you sick?"

"Yeah, mom." Simon didn't think he was sick; he felt amazing. But he needed to lie down and he knew telling his mom why would drag his lover away real quick. "I think I caught a bug."

"Oh, sweetheart." She stepped inside and felt his brow, brown eyes pinching with worry. "You're burning up! And your eyes are glassy...do you need some cold medicine?"

"No..." Simon gasped when a warm mouth latched onto his nipple and suckled gently. It felt incredibly sensitive. "Just...rest. I'm hungry though."

He was ravenous, in fact.

"Well, that's a good sign." His mom stroked his hair. "You were probably out in the cold too long. I'm sorry I made you go. I'll bring you a big portion, okay?"

Simon smiled and dug his nails into his palms, when the boy sucked a little harder, teeth grazing the nub. "T-thanks, mom."

She left and the boy moved lower. Simon exhaled shakily and parted his legs, dick already hard and pulsing.

Warm breath ghosted over him, followed by a soft kiss to his sticky tip. Simon breathed out a moan and his hips jerked. The boy purred softly and then a hot, wet mouth enveloped his cock and sucked him to the hilt.

"Oh, fuuuck!" He hissed and pressed his hands down to feel those coarse, smooth strands. The boy's tongue wiggled up and down the shaft, as he sucked rhythmically.

Simon clenched his fingers in all that long hair, thrusting deeply into a silky, pliant throat, until he shook with release. He trembled and panted, legs wet with perspiration.

The boy swallowed and slid slowly off his cock, kissing the glands one final time, before settling the shaft gently against Simon's belly.

He then proceeded to kiss Simon's groin all over; bestowing warm feather light touches to his thighs, testicles and relaxing cock.

It tickled and Simon laughed and squirmed against the sheets. He endured all of five seconds, before he reached down and guided the boy up into his arms.

They kissed, a messy exchange full of bitter semen and spit, but Simon didn't mind at all. He didn't think he'd deny the boy anything ever again.

"I'm Simon. What's your name?" He traced a blue vein lightly with a fingertip and kissed the boy's pointed chin.

"Liliyanen." The boy breathed and tipped his head up to encourage more kisses.

Simon blinked, but moved his mouth down the boy's neck. "Can I call you Lil?"

The boy's chest shook with laughter and Simon's hair and buttocks both experienced a pleasant caress. "Yess."