Project Aesir

With my hands on his thighs, I lean towards Gadriel's massive, throbbing cock. I find drool pooling beneath my tongue as I bring myself to the tip, parting my lips just as I press into his flesh. He leans into the bed, adjusting his hips and pushing himself further into my mouth. Knowing there was no possibility of me taking more than the head of his cock, I take my time as I work my lips over the tip, moving slowly to engulf as much as I'm able.

"Yes, just like that."

Gadriel's hand cups the side of my face, his touch softer than one would expect of an Astartes, much less one of his size. The size of his cock is proportionate, and I can barely fit more than the head in my mouth. No more than that is needed, Gadriel had said.

"Now…Your hands."

A slight pant escapes him as my lips tighten. Despite his eagerness, he moves slowly, guiding my hand to the base of his shaft. His fingers tighten over mine, silently instructing me to tighten my grip. No sooner than my fingers tightening around him does he begin to guide my wrist, moving my hand up his length. As he reaches the tip he moves my hand down his shaft, shivering as his fingers move away from mine. 

Despite being unable to wrap my fingers around him, my hand slides down his shaft and a soft moan escapes his lips, his hips moving ever so slightly as the side of my palm presses into the base of his cock. My hand moves up his shaft, the slick lube making it easier, and as my fingers stop just before touching my lips Gadriel lets out a deep groan.

"T- Tounge…"

The word comes out with the groan, and as I slide my tongue over the tip of his cock, practically lapping at the precum, his fingers dug into the sheets. I continue to stroke him, tightening my grip as his vocalizations become more intense. As my hand glides over his length, I continue to move my tongue up and down the tip of his cock, pressing my tongue firmly into the slit and earning a loud moan from my Astartes lord. 

"Good…Y- You're doing g-"

He's cut off as I move my opposite hand to his full ballsack, attempting to grasp at his testicles but finding he was entirely proportionate. The inability to massage his balls seems to not matter as I feel his hips buck, caught entirely by surprise. 

"O- Owen…"

The sound of my name being spoken in such a dirty, needy voice pushes me to stroke him faster. Gripping him as tightly as I can, I pump my hand up and down his shaft. My other hand continues to work his swollen testicles, squeezing one after the other gently as I move my fingers, as if I’m milking his balls. 

I feel his hips moving with every stroke, and as I match the pace with my tongue his vocalizations grow more intense. I hear him groan my name again and lift my gaze, nearly stopping my strokes at the sight of him. His eyes squeeze tightly shut while his mouth gapes wide in ecstasy, his chest rising and falling with every needy pant. 

My own breathing grows faster and I'm suddenly aware of the painful throbbing of my own swollen cock. With no free hand I can only whimper around his tip, desperately moving my own hips in rhythm with his. I needfully move my tongue in circles around the tip, bringing a shout from Gadriel as he lifts his hips, ramming another inch into my mouth. 

My jaw strains at the sudden, forceful widening. I start to pull back reflexively, but, before I can move, I suddenly feel the Astartes' massive hand on my head holding me in place. Despite the shock I keep the rhythm of my hand and tongue, frantically jerking him off while my other hand works his balls.

"I'm…Going to cum…"

He speaks just as his cock begins to throb, the base twitching as he grips the sheets, pulling them from the corners of the mattress. With a loud groan Gadriel arches his back, his head lulling backwards as his cock throbs, his balls twitching in my hand. He pants as I let out my own needy groan, my cock throbbing needily as my head spins. The taste of his precum makes me drool, while the weight of his hand holding me firmly on his cock makes my head spin, and as his cock throbs and swells I feel the first spray of thick, hot cum shoot down my throat.

I moan and my eyes roll back in my head as I feel my mouth filled with his cum, the taste almost as intoxicating as the sounds my Lord was making. A long, drawn out groan leading into grunts parted by desperate panting as his cock throbs over and over, each one filling my mouth with more of his cum until it's filling my mouth faster than I can swallow. As I groan indulgently, his cum begins to overflow and flow down his length, pooling in the dip of his pelvis.

I pull back, unable to take another stream of cum, instead letting rope after rope streak across my face. The heat of my Astartes lord’s cum dripping down my cheeks and chin makes me tighten my grip on his cock and slow my strokes, milking his cock as his balls continue throb in my hand.

His groans turn to pants as the torrent of cum begins to slow, albeit after coating my face in the thick, hot fluid. I open one eye, my heart throbbing at the sight of my Astartes lord leaned back, a look of ecstasy across his face. 

As the last drops of cum fall to land on my face and chest, I slow the speed of my strokes to a stop, giving a gentle squeeze to the base of his shaft. Gadriel gasps, his eyes softly opening.

“That…”

He pants, pushing himself to a sitting position. His gaze meets mine, the afterglow seeming to reflect in them.

“Was incredible. Are you sure this was your first time?”

His stern voice carries a softer undertone, showing his question had been a playful joke. The smile showing only at the corners of his mouth affirms that.

I swallow the last of the overflowing mouthful of his cum, desperate to not waste a single drop. The rest continues to drip down my face. Opening my mouth, it's my turn to pant, my tongue hanging from my mouth as if to present that I had indeed swallowed the full mouthful. Composing myself, I look at my lord Astartes, my head spinning from being covered with his cum, as well as the sheer overwhelming sensations that had come from the action leading to it.

“Yes, my lord, this was my first time.”

His smile widens, his hand moving to cup my cheek again. His touch is firm now, though it was no less a touch of a lover, it carries a deeper adoration. He moves his hand up and down my jaw, rubbing his cum into my skin. With a slight chuckle and a lingering smile he rubs his thumb against my cheekbone.

“Then it is only fitting that I return the affection. I have a few more firsts for you… Starting with returning the favor.”

He moves forward in the bed, making a gesture for me to stand. As I follow the command of my lord Astartes. Standing before him, his massive hand moves to my crotch, two fingers moving to stroke my balls. I shiver in ecstasy, my prick already throbbing in anticipation. As a finger traces my length I groan, my legs quivering and threatening to lose my balance.

“Take my place on the bed: I'll show you what an Astartes is capable of.”