He normally wouldn't use his hands to touch things. He left that up to his feelers. Even when he wanted to touch himself, he'd always use his hair. It was the only natural way for Sunny to get off without placing his hands on his body. To get himself horny, he'd lay on his bed in the confines of his room, flipping through pages of a unisex porn magazine while his hair steadily but, slowly worked its way across his naked body. He looked at any and everything beautiful. Men, women – he didn't matter to him as long as their forms met his standards.
Sighing softly when he made his feelers tug at both his nipples, they then began wrapping around his semi-hard shaft. Once he got what he needed, he quickly discarded the magazine and used his imagination to kick things into gear. He laid back with a soft sigh, keeping both arms at his sides. Sunny imagined multiple naked bodies humping and grinding along his heated skin, wet mouths and soft, feather like touches to him body. Steel, hard cocks and silky, smooth pussies rubbed up against his now solid erection.
He let out a loud moan as one of those mouths (he couldn't care less whose) latches onto his cock. Wet tongues lathered his body with warm saliva, he withered in ecstasy as more mouths and hands shifted between his nipples, cock and hair, playing with the most sensitive area on his person. God, it felt so damn good. He'd been in need of this kind of attention for a long time. It's not often Sunny got to "touch" himself, but when he did he'd make it last of hours if he must. Breathing heavily, he moved about on his bed sheets, desperately trying to cool his feverish body now soaked with a heavy sheen of sweat.
"Oh, my God… Yes, yes... Right there…! Make me feel good...! Make me cum... MAKE ME CUM!" He screamed at the people in his mind when his feelers vigorously pumped at his veiny cock and tart nipples. Sunny knew he wasn't going to last much longer. He could feel his cum making its way through his penis, his balls tightening with each second.
He was so close.
He was there.
Thrashing his hips about, bucking and moaning wildly as hot, hard jets of semen spurt forth from his swollen member. His cock twitched violently with each row of cum. A lot of his seed landed on his abdomen, while the rest dipped down to his balls at a erotically slow rate.
Most. Beautiful. Orgasm. Ever.
Once he was finished basking in the afterglow of yet another one of his exquisite releases, Sunny got up, made his way to the shower and wash off his substance that was him.
