Page 34 of Size Doesn't Matter

He took the bottle of lube from the nightstand drawer and squirted some on his hand. I’d already had his fingers inside me before, and it was a familiar experience when he inserted them, stretching me just a little.

“Relax,” he told me, “because this might hurt for a moment.”

“A moment?” I laughed. “I expect it to hurt much longer than that, but I’m ready.”

The tip of his cock made me gasp and tighten up. Maybe I wasn’t as ready as I previously thought, but I wasn’t about to stop him now. Cyrus took his time, taking care to move as carefully as he could. If I was going to get fucked by any orc, he was far and away the best one to do it.

“I’m going to go a little deeper now,” he told me, rubbing his hand down my back.

His touch relaxed me again, and I took a deep breath, letting it out as he pushed himself in an inch or two farther. If he were a human, it would have been nothing for me to take. With the size of his cock, though, I could feel it pressing against every little nerve inside of me, filling me up more than I ever thought was possible.

I buried my head in the pillow as he took his first thrust, still only about halfway inside my ass. It burned, but the pain was everything I wanted, everything I could have hoped for. My spine tingled and my toes went numb with how hard I curled them. Each breath took more and more effort as the pressure built to an almost unbearable level.

“How are you doing?” I asked between gasps. “Is everything okay?”

Cyrus nodded curtly. “This is no trouble at all for me, Nico dear. You focus on your own pleasure, all right?”

I smiled. “All right.”

It wasn’t hard to do and as Cyrus worked behind me, I allowed myself to close my eyes and get lost in the moment. My fingers clutched the pillow in front of me so hard, I was afraid I might tear the pillowcase. Cyrus wouldn’t have cared if I did, so I gripped it all the tighter and let my mind wander back to the cock buried deep inside me.

This evening, which had started off so poorly, couldn’t have gone any better if I’d planned it myself.

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CYRUS

Nico’s ass was so tight, so perfect, I could hardly believe this was all happening mere hours after I’d been rudely awoken by a phone call in the middle of the night. This was straight out of my wildest dreams, and the best part was that I had the man I loved so dearly back because he wanted to be here. It was everything I ever could have asked for.

There was no way I could possibly fit the entirety of my cock in Nico, but I thrust it in as deep as I could go and worked up a good, slow rhythm that I knew wouldn’t hurt him. This was what he used to beg me for, and I needed it to be a pleasurable experience now that he was finally getting it.

His little whimpers and moans and the way that they mixed with my grunts made my nerves light on fire. We didn’t need to talk anymore, only focus on each other with our touch. I pressed my fingers into his asscheeks as I pumped, knowing full well I would leave marks with the amount of pressure I was using. Nico would have far more pain than a few small bruises from my fingertips, however, so I didn’t worry too much.

He’d relaxed into my rhythm, but his muscles now tensed again, and I realized he wasn’t going to last much longer. If I was going to give him everything he dreamed of, I needed to cum inside of him.

I pumped a little harder, each breath leaving my body with a meaningful forcefulness. Nico’s moans grew louder and more frequent as he buried his face into the pillow, nearly smothering himself with it.

I rocked his hips back and forth, doing most of the work for him, as his hands and knees trembled, threatening to give out. A wave of pleasure overtook me and I ceased everything I was doing, frozen as I came, my climax crashing over me and making my ears ring and the sweat trickle down my forehead.

Cum dripped out of Nico’s hole, my cock still buried inside him. Being with an orc meant extra mess to clean up because of the sheer volume of semen we produced, but I didn’t think Nico much cared about that. If anything, he was turned on by it.

As I came down from my orgasm, I slid my cock out of Nico and he collapsed onto the bed, his muscles finally giving out on him.

“That,” he said breathlessly, hand pressing weakly against his chest, “was the best thing I’ve ever experienced.”

He didn’t bother to open his eyes, and though we both needed to clean ourselves and the bed up, I allowed myself to rest beside him for a few minutes. I propped my head up on my hand, elbow digging into the mattress, and watching his chest heave as he struggled to catch his breath.

“Was it everything you wanted?” I asked.

“More,” he replied, opening his eyes to gaze back at me. They shined bright while his cheeks and lips flushed a beautiful rosy pink. “So much more.”

I leaned down and planted a kiss on those perfect pink lips. “I’m glad to hear it. Now, you rest and I’ll tidy up. You’ve earned your sleep.”

“So have you.” He laughed and shifted over onto his back. “Sorry about the mess.”

“Don’t apologize.” I waved my hand at him. “And I’m serious about you getting your rest. You’re going to need it for tomorrow.”

A smile spread across his face and he raised an eyebrow, tucking his hands underneath his head, elbows out. “Is that a promise?”

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