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It’s a shame, though, that nobody had enjoyed this man in hundreds of years.

I should brace myself for a starved Jules. If I’d not had sex in three centuries, I’d want all the orgasms.

He’s lucky. If anyone has the strength and stamina to end his dry spell with a bang, it’s a hockey player. I’ll gladly give him everything I can.

I was sure this form, the one laid out before me, was closest to what he actually was. In this form, he was not very tall. His long ginger hair fanned out around him like a red gold halo, and his mossy green eyes were heavily lidded. He was so beautiful it hurt to look at him…but I couldn’t stop hurting myself.

His stomach was flat with cute little bumpy abs and an intriguing V-shape. It guided my eyes down to his cock. It curved up proudly and drooled precum all over the light fuzz around his navel. Thick at the base, he had elevations and swirls all over the shaft that reminded me of tree bark, and then it tapered into a tip covered in tiny blunt spikes.

“Bunny,” he gasped, probably confused by my staring.

My eyes snapped up to meet his as I reached out and wrapped my fingers around his throbbing cock.

“Oh, Bunny.” Jules whimpered the words, making my own dick twitch eagerly.

I wanted to make him feel good first. What was a year of abstinence compared to hundreds of years of solitude?

“Is this okay?” I asked, gravelly, surprised that my voice could go that deep.

“Yes, Bunny, it’s—” he broke off and gasped when I gave him a slow jerk.

“Relax. And remember to breathe. And your safe word.”

“I won’t forget.” Jules moaned and spread his legs some more.

His high-pitched sigh when I opened my fist a little and spat on his dick to get a better glide almost made me come in my boxers.

Holy fucking shit.

“Feel good for you?” I asked as I cupped his pec to find his nipple.

“Yes, Bunny. So good.” Jules seemed lost for words, feverish and already close to coming, too.

“Can I use my mouth on you?” Another slow jerk made him pant.

“What? Yes!”

“My eager baby boy.” I hummed. I settled into the curve of Jules’ body and rested my cheek on his stomach. Immediately, a hand found the top of my head, and his fingers sifted through my hair.

I moved a little closer without dislodging his hold on me and tilted his cock so I could taste him. A strangled gasp from him made me stop immediately.

“No, please keep going, Bunny. Please,” he mewled.

Oh, fuck yes.

Feeling a little overconfident in my ability to give head, I took him all the way to the back of my throat and promptly gagged on his girth.

His taste was the weirdest andbestthing I had ever tasted in my life. I couldn’t even begin to describe it. It was salty and strangely savoury with a hint of sweetness.

Fucking addictive, that’s what he is. Congratulations, you are now my favourite low calorie snack.

Thirty-six

Nikolai

Everytimethebluntspikes on Jules’ tip hit my throat, my dick twitched, and I groaned around his cock. It felt so fucking good.

Enjoy your first blowjob in three hundred years, baby.