Reaching new depths

      Jeremy's mind blanks out when one of the tentacles engulfs his clit and starts sucking it. With his holes filled, the additional stimulation feels like too much, and Jeremy writhes in Kevin's hold to escape it.       "Shh," Riko whispers somewhere near his head. "Just let him pleasure you."       A finger wipes off Jeremy's tears. When has he started crying? He came with a cry, squirting uncontrollably, the tentacles fucking him through his orgasm. What the actual hell – that has never happened with his previous partners.       "Beautiful," Riko brushes away Jeremy's hair from his forehead. "Good boy."       The words seem to go straight to Jeremy's dick, because it throbs excitedly despite the overstimulation. Fortunately, the tentacles are completely still now, as if waiting for a signal to continue.       His head is lifted and placed on Riko's thighs, the man looking down on him with lust-filled eyes.       "Are you ready?" Riko asks. 'For what?' Jeremy wants to ask, but only a groan comes out instead.       "No need to fret – it'll feel good," the man continues, the reassurance doing nothing to ease Jeremy's worries. What has he gotten himself into?       The tentacle inside Jeremy's pussy seems to grow in size, stretching him more than ever. The sting from it makes his thighs quiver and his dick throb more in time with the tentacle's suction, his body racing for yet another climax. When the stretch borders on being too much, the tentacle deflates, giving his hole a break. Something seems to be stuck inside him, though.       "You took it so wonderfully," Riko says, delight clear in his voice. The tentacle expands again, and Jeremy is hit with sudden realization.       Do you know that Kevin can lay eggs?       Jeremy doesn't know if the wetness in his hole is from his arousal or from the tentacles, bur what he's sure of is that he feels like he's been lit on fire, his body craving all the touches it can get.       When the suction disappears from around his dick, Jeremy keens. It seems engorged unnaturally, every brush of air stimulating him in a maddening way. The second egg passing through his hole is an afterthought.       Riko leans over him, the tips of his long hair tickling Jeremy's skin. "Look at this big boy," the man says, his finger circling Jeremy's clit.       "S-stop," Jeremy croaks out, wiggling in his bonds. The tentacles holding him tighten around his limbs, and something like a growl comes from Kevin. Jeremy stills, which seems to please the creature, a melodic hum resonating in his chest.       "Is my boy having fun?" Riko asks Kevin like he is talking to a dog. "Yes." The creature nods. "Thank you, Master."       A third egg stretches Jeremy, and he comes again, his climax rolling through his body in waves. As Jeremy's brain is being overwhelmed by the sensations, Kevin leans down and starts sucking on Jeremy's nipple, his tongue circling the bud skillfully.       Jeremy has lost count on how many eggs Kevin has put in him, but it must be quite a lot for sure because his stomach is bloated. He just lies there between Riko and Kevin, and takes everything they decide to give him, all his energy gone.       "Good boy." A hand goes through his hair, pulling at them slightly, which sends a shiver down his spine. "You took them so well." Riko plants a kiss on Jeremy's forehead, his lips warm in contrast to the chilliness of the cave.       The tentacles are still filling his holes and holding his limbs down, which is a bit surprising. Shouldn't Kevin release him, now that they are done?       Jeremy's musings are interrupted when the tentacle in his ass expands, making him jerk in surprise. "What–" His reaction seems to amuse Riko greatly because the man chuckles.       "Oh, did you think we were done? You still have a lot of space there." He caresses Jeremy's stomach, and Jeremy shivers at the feeling. The skin feels stretched taut like he is pregnant. Well, I might as well be, he thinks.       "They won't fit," Jeremy says weakly, his voice strained because of the egg forcing itself into his hole. Despite the apprehension, he is so turned on like never before, his clit throbbing with need.       "Nonsense," Riko says. "We'll make it fit."       Kevin seems to agree as he emits a low humming noise, then the tentacle thrusts deeper into Jeremy's hole. He feels completely spent, but his body doesn't seem to get the memo and readies itself for another orgasm.       As the next egg is being put inside, Jeremy groans. He is close to bursting, the eggs bumping into each other and rubbing against his sensitive walls.       When he thinks about begging Riko to let him go, Kevin takes Jeremy's dick into his mouth. The sudden pleasure attacking his overstimulated nerves takes Jeremy over the edge forcefully, his mind blanking out this time completely.       When he comes to, he is being embraced from behind, his head resting on someone's shoulder – probably Riko's. Surprisingly, his holes are empty, though he is still stuffed full with eggs, overbearingly so. Has Kevin added more when Jeremy was passed out?       "Back with us, I see," Riko says, caressing Jeremy's side gently. A glass touches Jeremy's lips and he drinks the water greedily, his body dehydrated from the ordeal. He whines when the glass is taken away.       "Slow down or you'll choke," Riko reprimands him.       When the glass is back at Jeremy's lips, he makes sure to drink slowly, lest Riko deny him any more water.       "Good boy." Riko puts down the empty glass. "Now we can continue." He makes a gesture and the tentacles are back at Jeremy's ankles, spreading his legs apart.       "Continue?" Jeremy asks dumbly. "The eggs need to come out somehow," Riko says like it's something obvious. His words sink in, and Jeremy's heart starts racing in his chest. "But– You can't be serious."       "Would you rather they stay inside?" Jeremy can hear the grin in Riko's voice. Bastard.       A tentacle slips into Jeremy's ass again, but instead of fucking him, it stays completely motionless. His clit gets more attention than his hole, a smaller tentacle jerking it slowly, which feels like hell on Jeremy's overstimulated nerves.       "Wait–" he says but is interrupted by Riko's fingers invading his mouth, their salty taste serving as a good distraction       Riko puts his hand on Jeremy's bloated stomach. "Now push."       Jeremy does, his moans echoing in the cave as the eggs shift inside him. His pussy stretches wide as the first one tries to make an exit. Jeremy pants as it stops st the widest point and doesn't move further.       "Here, let me help," Riko whispers in his ear and pushes down on his stomach. The egg falls down from Jeremy's hole, right into Kevin's hand. Jeremy gawks at the size of the egg – it's as big as a fist, in the shape of a ball. He nearly comes here and there at the realization that there is a lot more of them inside him.       The second egg is close behind the first one, his hole having an easier time birthing it. Jeremy can feel that the eggs in his ass want an out too, but the tentacle is blocking their way, for which he is grateful. He doesn't know if he would manage laying the eggs from two holes at the same time.       As the next egg passes through his hole and a tentacle rubs at his dick insistently, Jeremy comes, his whole body shuddering. Tears are falling from his eyes uncontrollably, Riko wiping them away while cooing at Jeremy.       Jeremy loses count on how many eggs he has laid, his mind wholly focused on pushing. Beads of sweat trickle down his forehead, and Jeremy is thankful for the water he's been given earlier.       When his pussy is finally empty, Jeremy relaxes into Riko's hold like a puppet with its strings cut. He is being fed water again, and he doesn't even question when Riko has filled it back. As he lies there, breathing heavily, Riko caresses his stomach. "You have a few left."       Jeremy shakes his head, too exhausted to speak.       Riko hums in thought. "Maybe some boost will help." He touches Jeremy's forehead, and warmth spreads through Jeremy's body. Instantly, the exhaustion is gone like it has never been there.       Maybe if Jeremy pinches himself hard enough, he will wake up in his cot and promise himself not to drink so much ever again.       "Now get back to the task, beautiful," Riko says, patting Jeremy's cheek.       Kevin retracts the tentacle from Jeremy's asshole slowly, and hums when he sees the first egg already crowning. Jeremy pushes, his newfound energy helpful in speeding up the process. The stretch doesn't hurt, fortunately, though it's still not that easy. More than once, the eggs get pushed back by Jeremy's muscles, their size making it tough for them to pass through.       As the last one exits his body, Jeremy comes, squirting again. The tentacle on his clit works him through his orgasm, rubbing his sensitive dick and prolonging the climax.       When the last of the aftershocks pass, he relaxes into Riko's arms, completely spent, the spell having worn off. His body feels numb in the best way possible. That has been the weirdest albeit the best sex he has ever had.       Riko kisses Jeremy behind his ear. "Thank you for indulging Kevin. He needed some enrichment."       'Enrichment' is an interesting way to put it, Jeremy thinks.       "Stay with us for a while, beautiful. Jean would love to meet you, too" Riko says, his tone suggestive. Jeremy's holes clench at the implications.       Yeah, maybe staying a while longer isn't a bad idea.