Page 42 of Theoden
This was the first time he had asked me to do this. As a matter of fact, I had never done it. When I rose every night, my brothers took me over. I was pinned and fucked, and made to suck nightly, sometimes more than once. Never once have I had the urge to pleasure myself as I was always sated.
“That is why I ask you to do so now. Obey me,” Ara said, and the last command was one given with a strict tone.
I didn’t want to test his patience with me so I reached between my legs, taking hold of my cock, which was already slick with my fluid that flowed continuously from my slit. I had been forbidden to do such things when I was human. I could only touch myself when I had to piss or bathe, never to pleasure. I had once seen Samuel pleasure himself when he didn’t know anyone was watching.
He had been fifteen at the time, and I remembered wanting to do the same thing to my own cock as I continued to watch him. I remembered gasping softly when I saw what happened when he reached his peak. The white fluid flying free from his slit in several spurts onto the flowers and grass below. I remembered it being one of the most erotic experiences of my life, watching him do that. I remembered wishing I had been the one to make him feel the pleasure he was obviously feeling. I ran away before he saw me, and I had been sexually frustrated the entire day afterward.
“I want your eyes on me as you do it,” Ara commanded, and I looked up at him as I tightly gripped my cock. I stroked it a little, feeling some sensation. Ara frowned. “Ease up, son. Your cock is but one pleasure source, you have many. Do not grip it so hard, be gentle as you seek your bliss.”
“Other sources, Father?” I asked.
Ara nodded. “You enjoy when I kiss you and your neck as I fuck you, do you not?”
“Yes, Father.” I ran my thumb over a sensitive spot on my cock and I jerked from the sensation.
“Yeeesss, that is the way, my son. Rub that spot again,” Ara instructed. “Spread your legs wider.”
I leaned back a little, all the while keeping my eyes on him. I widened my legs, giving him the full view of me as I stroked my cock up and down. I could feel a tingling in my balls as the pleasure spread through my thighs, all the way down my legs so intensely, my toes curled.
“Ahhh,” I gasped as my eyes rolled up inside my head.
“On me,” Ara reminded me.
I had to catch myself from drifting away in the pleasure and focused my vision back on Ara.
“I know it feels amazing, my son. But I demand your attention on this night.”
My breath caught in my throat as another sweet tingle rippled through me. I felt another drop of fluid squirt from my cock, and I used it to further slick my flesh.
“Lay back on the bed, Théoden, and play with your nipples as you stroke your cock,” Ara ordered.
This was all new territory for me, but I did was I was told, making sure to keep Ara in my view as I did. I reached up with my other hand, finding my little nub of flesh on my pec. I had never touched my nipple in this way, and as I stroked my cock and rubbed and twisted my nipples, I began to realize that they seemed connected. With every manipulation of my nipple, my cock seemed to respond in kind.
“Oooohhh,” I purred.
“Do not restrain yourself, my son. Pump your hips as you pleasure yourself,” Ara said.
Knowing he was watching me do this… this forbidden thing, was making me even more aroused. I began to pump my hips in time with my fist and rotated them as I twisted my fist around my shaft.
“Ahhh, Ahhh god,” I moaned as the ecstasy seemed to crest inside of me. My toes curled even tighter and I struggled to keep my eyes on Ara when all I wanted to do was close them.
“Then do so, child. Indulge,” Ara growled.
I closed my eyes as I relished the sensation I was giving myself. I felt pleasure all over, my spine seemed to tingle with it, and it only grew stronger and stronger until I cried out. I felt it happening, my climax as my seed squirted from my slit, splashing onto my chest and stomach. I quaked hard on the bed, jerking with each stroke I gave myself until the last of my seed dribbled down my fingers.
I collapsed on the bed, panting hard and shaking from the power of my climax. “Jesus!” I huffed.
“He had nothing to do with such glory,” Ara quipped.
I opened my eyes and turned toward him. “Thank you, Father.”
Ara nodded, then rose from the chair. He began to undress, but I also noticed that his cock was not aroused and I wondered how he could watch me in such an act and not have a reaction.
“Because, boy, I am very old and have complete control over my body. Something you will need to practice, for even a dragon can maintain a soft cock when he wants to,” Ara replied.
I experienced many moments of hardness nightly and I would like to have better control over my body, if only to stay of sound mind. When I was aroused, it became more difficult for me to stay focused when all I wanted was relief.
I sat up and looked at the white webbing between my fingers, as well as what was running down my chest and stomach. “I would like to learn control, Father.”
“You will, I would have it no other way. For now, sleep, the sun will be rising soon,” Ara said as he began to strip.
I rose and walked over to our water basin and cleansed my fingers and torso with the cool water, then returned to the bed to lay beside Ara, who had been waiting for me. I wrapped my arm around his waist and laid my head on his chest, then closed my eyes. As I let myself drift off to sleep, I thanked Ara again for his gift.
