Tiefling Boyfriend: Othello 2 (special preview)

“I really should make dinner before we decide to exert too much energy.” Othello chuckles. “Go relax. Both of you.”

After dinner Othello fixes Cassio’s hair. He trims it down, making it much shorter but so much nicer than before. Cassio has a beautiful face, and the new hair style shows off his sharp jaw and elegant neck. 

“Now then, what would you like to do next?” Othello purrs into his ear. “Would you like my Darling to pamper you a little bit?”

Cassio’s cheeks darken again as he looks at you. “Can I...can I have a massage?”

Othello looks at you with a smile. “Can you do that?”

You nod your head, stripping off your shirt. Cassio’s eyes focus on your chest, a great big smile blossoms on his sweet face. You lay him down on the bed while Othello sits down to watch. You straddle his legs and rub oil between your hands. Cassios moans are heavenly as you massage down his back. His tail wiggles joyfully and when you press kisses to his skin he whimpers.

“Is this alright, Cassio?” You ask.

“Yes,” he gulps. “Don’t stop.”

You kiss down his spine, taking off his pants. His ass is perfect, small but shapely, soft and adorable. You bite him and he whines into the pillows. You kiss and knead your fingers into his hips and rear.

“Roll over,” you whisper to him.

Cassio does as told. He lays on his back, his hard cock sticks straight up in the air. He fidgets against the bed, pinching his thighs together and wriggling. You smirk, glancing over at Othello as he watches.

“Keep going,” Othello moans. “I want to see more.”

You lick up the length of Cassio’s cock, suckling the head before taking him into your mouth. His hips buck, pressing to your throat. Cassio’s cries of passion are sweet to the ears. You drag your hands up his chest, pawing him and groping him.

“Wait.” Cassio sits up and beckons you close. He lays you down and kisses your body. He snuggles against your chest, his soft thigh grazing your cock. He nurses on your nipples, his long, soft tongue strokes over them as he sucks. He kneads your chest, happy to fondle and play there all day.

“My, my, he really is a kitty.” Othello chuckles as he rises from his seat. He strips naked, joining Cassio on top of you. “He’s got a big cock, doesn’t he?” Othello moans as he kisses Cassios over the tip of your dick. He licks Cassio’s cheek and presses kisses to his ear. “You can take that cock can’t you?”

Cassio moans as he licks down your shaft. Othello suckles the tip kissing Cassio againt as he sits up. Othello then moves down, grabbing Cassio’s hips in his hands. He bites and licks his rear. Cassio moans against you, butting his head against your stomach as Othello’s tongue slides inside him. He licks and moans against the young man, prepping him for what’s to come.

You pull Cassio up, kissing him and rubbing your hands down his body. Othello then takes you cock, dribbling it with oil. He then guides Cassio into place and watches with elation as you ease inside him.

“Doesn’t my Darling feel good?” Othello pants into Cassio’s ear. He grinds his cock against Cassio’s ass. “So big, so hot.”

Cassio trembles as he nods. “I love it.”

Othello chuckles. “You can ask us for anything, we’ll give it to you.” He bites Cassio’s shoulder and moans. “We like you and want you to be happy.”

Cassio can barely speak. Riding you, his breath has been taken from him and he is only focused on the pleasure rippling through his body. He spasms and twitches, his thighs squeeze and then his cock throbs. The tip opens up, spilling his seed over your belly and chest. His cries are beautiful, soft and breathless as he throws his head back.

Othello moves around, licking the come from you. He then kisses you as Cassio falls onto your chest, still trembling. “You’re far too good, Darling.” Othello helps get Cassio comfortable, laying him down so he’s snuggled against you. Othello then mounts you, slowly taking you inside while Cassio watches.