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Simon had been feeling weird for the past few days. His back felt like it was getting split open. Which hasn't happened since he was in the iron lung. He groans as he sits up from his bed and rubs his back. A small sense of panic goes through him as he feels a small slit in his back. Feeling around to feel that he has five more small slits in his back. He lightly pushes his pointer finger into one of them. Making him gasp slightly, not only from pain but also with some pleasure.
He pulls his hand away to rub the almost clear liquid that came from the slits. He looks around slightly, even if he knows that no one is going to come and see if he's alive for a while he still doesn't want someone to see this. He slowly places his two fingers into his mouth and moans softly at the taste.
He arches his back slightly as he feels something move in his back. He quickly pulls his fingers out of his mouth and glances back to see six tentacles emerging from his back. He whimpers softly as he touches them, feeling the jolt from it going through his body. He pulls back for a moment before he touches another one, he felt the jolt again, but he also felt pure arousal go straight down to his dick.
He glanced down to see his cock quickly filling out his boxers. He groans as he gently squeezes the tentacle again. Without thinking of it one of his tentacles trail down and slide into his boxers. Making him drop back down onto his back
He doesn't even think as he moans out a name “jaaack” the welder on his mind as he feels the tentacle slide along his hard cock. He squeezes his eyes shut as he continues to moan Jack's name and touches himself with the tentacles.
He is so into his own arousal that he doesn't hear his door open. Or see Jack himself peaking his head in. “fucking yourself to my name huh.” Jack says with a smirk. Navigating around the door and closing it behind him.
Simon immediately stops and shoots up from his sitting position. He makes a wounded noise as he snaps his legs close. “It's not what it looks like I promise” he says as he curls in slightly.
Jack just looks unimpressed. Blinking a few times to put emphasis on his eyes. “Simon, I can't see jack shit” he says as he tilts his head. Shaking it slightly as he puts his hand out to feel along till he's in front of Simon. Leaning down enough that Simon couldn't see anything else but Jack's face.
“But I could definitely HEAR you moaning my name. And I'm not going to look past that "Jack says as he glares the best he could at Simon. Reaching out and placing a hand on Simon's face, palm first before he readjusts to be holding Simon's cheek.
“I thought you couldn't see” Simon mutters as a blush spread across his cheeks. Jack lightly smacks his cheek for that. That shuts Simon right up. He's as still as a rock but his tentacles aren't. They reach out and wrap around Jack's arms and tug him even closer.
Jack freezes himself before he slides his hands down from Simon's face and slides his hands along the length of the tentacles. This makes Simon moan softly as he arches his back. Jack smirks as he squeezes harder.
“Oh, are these yours?” Jack says with a laugh. It truly wasn't the weirdest thing he's felt since the quiet rapture. Jack pushes past that thought as he pushes Simon to lay down flat on his back. He pushed his leg forward until he felt it bump fully against the bed. He uses that to guild himself into Simon's lap. Feeling that Simon's boner hasn't gone down one bit.
The tentacles immediately slide down and wrap around Jack's thighs. Two of the tentacles slid up to wrap around his chest, like they were trying to get a feel of what Jack looks like, what he feels like. Simon places his hand on his face to try and hide himself. Even if Jack can't see him. It's the thought that counts.
Simon can’t help but feel the increased need for Jack as the tentacles explode the man's body. Every little twitch from Jack felt through them, making Simon want to feel him twitch even more. So he hesitantly places his hand on Jack's thigh, taking a deep breath as he gains the courage to ask.
“Can I suck your dick.” he says bluntly and quickly. Pushing himself into the bed slightly like he's trying to put space between him and Jack. even though that is kind of impossible with jack still in his lap.
Jack lets out a soft surprised laugh as he slid his hands up Simon's chest. “Sure, why the hell not” he says as he shifts back to try and get himself off Simon.
Simon takes the movement into his own hands, and he puts his hands under Jack's thighs, and he twists them around so that Jack is sitting on the bed. Simon's knees hitting the floor with a thud as he looks up at jack. Using surprisingly steady hands to reach out and get Jack's cock out of his pants.
His tentacles tighten their hold around Jack's thighs. Not willing to let go, but it's not like Jack planned on going anywhere. His breath hitches as he feels Simon's breath on his dick. He leaned back on his hands as he waited for Simon to get on with it.
Simon finally opens his mouth and takes the cock into his mouth. Feeling the weight of it in his mouth. He moans around the cock as he takes it fully into his mouth. One of his tentacles sliding up and wrapping around Jack's cock as Simon pulls up. Giving him constant stimulation. Jack shows his appreciation through his moans.
Simon's eyes shoot open as he feels his own tentacles against his ass. The smaller one wiggles inside. It was self-lubricating, making it easy to slide as far as it could. It makes Simon moan louder around Jack's cock.
“That it macushla” Jack mutters as he lightly bucks his hips. Not able to hold back for long. Simon seems to sense this, or maybe it was his new tentacles that did. But he speeds up his mouth movements. At the same time the tentacle in his ass rubs up against Simon’s prostate.
Simon's eyes fully roll back as he arches his back and cums hard. His cum shoots out and fills his underwear. The soft noises he makes around Jack's cock makes Jack cum immediately. His cum shooting down Simon's throat.
Simon chokes for a moment before he pulls back, the rest of Jack's cum dripping down to land on Simon's chest. Running slightly over Simon's sensitive nipple. Making him shudder once more.
Simon pulls back fully as the tentacles pull back and settle back into his back. Simon looks up at Jack with soft eyes, opening his mouth to say something when there was a knock on the door. Making the both of them jump.
“Are you two done fucking or should i be telling you to quiet the fuck down.” They both hear Ava's annoyed voice on the other side of the door. Making Simons whole upper half red with blush and jack snorting out a laugh.
“Sorry Ava, won't be loud next time.” Jack says as he puts his head forward with a smirk. Simon starts to nod his head in agreement before he snaps his head to look at Jack.
“NEXT TIME” Simon says in a higher pitched voice, clearly trying to understand what the fuck that meant.
The last thing Ava heard was jack crackling as she walked away from the door with an eye roll. God, she needed a drink.