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Warning: this is a work of homosexual erotic horror. It contains dark themes including but not limited to rape, torture, slavery, kidnapping, and some surreal kinks. It does not include any bestiality, piss or scat play, or underage content. Please read responsibly.
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After a few minutes in the pit of tentacles, Avi had calmed himself enough to discern that he could actually touch the bottom. If he stood on his tiptoes, he could barely keep his head above the tendrils. He realized that he was actually knee-deep in a sticky, slimy substance, either a byproduct of the tentacles or some kind of food source. Avi didn’t care to find out.
“Stay up, James,” said Avi. “S-stay with me.” Three or four tentacles were massaging Avi’s dick, and the occasional moan of pleasure betrayed his present terror. James held onto Avi with his arms firmly around his neck, groaning in discomfort as the tentacles fondled him so soon after he had orgasmed.
James seemed to be about five and a half feet tall, roughly a half a foot shorter than Avi. If James tried to stand up, he would be completely immersed in the tentacles. It was already hard enough for James to keep them out of his mouth, so if he let go of Avi, he’d be completely unable to breathe.