Page 29 of Stealing the Merman

“I think I’ve stretched you enough for the main course.”

Darin blinked and lifted his head to look at Finn. “What?” He eyed him, unsure what Finn could have in store.

“I told you, I have a surprise for you. You’ll like it.”

There was nothing Finn could do that he wouldn’t like. Darin stretched, his body rubbing against Finn’s in the process. He sought his mouth, putting gratitude and affection into the kiss.

When they broke apart, Finn cupped his cheek. “Rest for a bit, I’m going to get something.”

He scooted off the rock and slipped into the water. Darin closed his eyes. Waves broke on the edges of the cave, and the burble echoed off the walls, like the impassioned moans of the other men did. Darin’s lips curved. The mermen had won them over.

He must have dozed off, for when he opened his eyes, Finn had returned and was holding a strange, phallic object, with two rings on one end. It was sky blue and dotted with flecks of gold, pink and purple. The object was long and wide, and its shape left no doubt as to what it was used for. Darin salivated.

“We got these from Malik, a sea witch in Puerto Rico,” Finn said, turning the object in his hand. “He designed them for ultimate pleasure.” Finn looked positively smug. “Let’s see what it can do.”

Darin’s eyebrows flew up when Finn licked the tip, played around it with his tongue. Then he took the length into his mouth.

“You look cute sucking that thing,” Darin said.

As if to confirm his words, Finn hollowed his cheeks. His tongue moved all over the item, slicking it up. He pushed it deep inside until only the rings were visible. Eager to feel the girth of the object, Darin rolled onto his back, knees falling open. Finn was going to put it inside him. Darin’s teeth sank into his bottom lip. He was anxious to be filled.

Finn pulled the plug from his mouth. It was dripping wet. Thick, beautiful and wet—Darin’s favorite combination. His legs dropped further apart, and his heart rate picked up when Finn settled between his spread thighs.

“Please,” Darin said, “plug me up.”

“That’s not the only thing I’ll do with you,” Finn said, holding up the rings attached to one end.

Should Darin be worried because of them? He could guess where the rings would go. If anything, they would heighten the experience. Right?

Finn grabbed the toy by the first ring. He pulled at it, but it didn’t have much stretch. His hand found Darin’s cock, which hardened at his touch. Damn, Finn could get him erect anytime. Finn dragged the first ring over his shaft, setting it at the root.

Darin gasped. It was snug, the ring constricting around his base. Blood rushed into his erection, pooling there, and he swelled to a bigger size than ever. The material was unlike anything Darin had felt. It was smooth and firm but had the slightest bit of squish to it.

Gently, Finn took his balls and pulled the second ring over them. Darin hissed, afraid of the close fit, but when Finn let go, it wasn’t so bad, the ring simply keeping Darin’s sack from his body. Finn’s soft fingertips stroked his balls, coaxing a sigh out of Darin. “Feels wonderful.”

“And we’ve just begun.”

He withdrew and placed the blunt end of the plug on Darin’s entrance. It was slick and satiny and impossibly large.

“I don’t think…” Darin said but cut off when he thought of Conall’s impressive size. He must have been bigger than the plug, hard to believe as it was. If his hole accommodated Conall, he could also take this toy. He bore down, and his ring of muscle, stretched and relaxed by Finn’s skilled tongue and fingers, opened. Finn pushed into the resistance, conquering it as the toy inched forward, gliding into Darin.

It was huge. It pulled his inner walls apart in all directions, leaving a burning sensation on its way as it delved deeper. Darin grunted, his hole trembling and clenching around the enormous intrusion. It was stretching him wide open. And it went deep. When Darin thought it must’ve bottomed out, another inch followed. Then the entire length of the plug was settled inside him.

Sweat ran across his forehead, and he sucked in air. It had been months since he’d last been filled this good. God, he’d missed it. Finn penetrating him with something so big meant everything. It made him feel full and wanted.

“You look gorgeous, all plugged up,” Finn said, caressing his thigh.

“T-Thank you for filling me,” Darin managed.

Finn laid a hand on the toy where it rested flat against Darin’s taint. “You should know the sea witch enchanted it.”

Darin frowned, not sure what to make of that. A moment later, when the plug swelled, he did. “W-Wha…” His heart pumped in a staccato as the plug pushed against his insides, pulling them apart. It grew impossibly large. When it reached the size of Conall’s club, it stopped. “Fuck.”

Finn’s happy expression gave nothing away. They had both enjoyed Conall’s gigantic cock. Was it a coincidence that Finn let the plug take on this size? Or did he know that this—that Conall—was the most Darin could take? He didn’t dare ask. It was absurd. Finn didn’t know Conall had fucked him. Or did he? Perhaps he suspected it?

Suddenly, the plug moved on its own accord, thrusting deep inside him. Darin’s eyes flew up to Finn.

“Enchanted,” Finn said.

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