After what seemed like hours, Sora's eyes had finally dried up, and his hole was whining to get spread as far as his throat had become. Aladdin's head was tilted back, Adam's apple jutting into the air erect as his penis. Sora gave one last sip to the purple ring around Aladdin's shaft and pulled back, saliva connecting his lips to the hole on the tip. He looked up as Aladdin looked down finally.
Aladdin picked Sora up and sat him on the base of his shaft, sturdy enough to keep Sora aloft, while Sora's dick squished against Aladdin's chest and his ass sloshed around Aladdin's penis. Sora was so close to losing his virginity, he didn't understand why Aladdin would not just fucking destroy him already. As Sora opened his mouth in pain and pleasure, Aladdin thrust his mouth on top of his. Sora started moaning uncontrollably, his pitch getting higher and whinier every time, till he began whining like a little girl. Aladdin kept squeezing and massaging his ass, and Sora moved down to work on Aladdin's pecs. Aladdin was leaning back against the wall behind before, so he now ran forward and jammed Sora's back onto the wall opposite them, crushing his dick into the wall and up against the top of Sora's ass crack.
"Ahhhh! Fuck Aladdin, that fucking hurt…" Sora panted through gasps, "just fucking fuck me already!"
Aladdin grinned, "shut the fuck up you little cunt. I'll do the talking around here." And with that, he gave Sora a nice slap across the face, turning Sora's cheeks even redder than they already had been.
"Nnghh! Aliiii…that..that hurt..ahh" Sora was now being bounced up and down as Aladdin swung his massive rod into the air and Sora flew up, almost hitting his head on the ceiling, then back squishing on the soft veins. So much abuse to be had! "It's Prince Ali to you bitch! Mmm…yeah…that's it….get ready Sora…"
Before Sora knew what Aladdin meant, the most unimaginable pain ever was seething from his hole. Aladdin had given one last thrust, but instead of lowering his dick, he aimed it just right, and Sora plopped right down onto the tip, his hole already wet ass-cum. Sora's head flew back, eyes wide open, screaming at the top of his lungs. The pain was unbelievable as his rectal lining stretched farther than he thought possible. Aladdin leaned back screaming in pleasure; he could feel the head of his dick pressing against Sora's sensitive prostate. With all the extensive foreplay, one thrust was all it took.
Wishing Lamp's magic began to take hold again as the sand on the floor rose in tiny beads of light and surrounded Sora and Aladdin. Sora was completely lost in blank thought, white pain, stars of the desert in the purple backdrop of the sky as they were now flying higher, higher into the clouds. Sora's eyes were forced closed in the staggering wind, and then it stopped. He flew a little off of Aladdin's rod and with a squish landed painfully back to the bottom of the shaft. Silence. Simultaneous gasps. A brief moment of nothingness, and then an explosion. Sora could barely distinguish through half-lidded eyes and a wave of white, milky liquid Aladdin's perfect face screaming in pleasure. Sora also felt the biggest relief of his life. His ass poured of cum from Aladdin's throbbing dick, while his own spurted out an incredible amount. The carpet was drenched and Sora slipped from Aladdin onto his back as Aladdin did the same. Then Sora's cum fell from shooting so high into the air, blinding Sora's eyes in an instant as he got it deep in his scalp down to his toes.
Aladdin sat up after a few minutes of regaining their normal heartbeats, the cold desert air in this stratosphere starting to get to him. He slipped and slid his way across the carpet to Sora and flopped on top of him, slipping as their white-tinged bodies struggled to keep contact and warmth. "Baby, I don't think I will ever be able to do anything else for the rest of my life. You are my Arabian prince, okay? Forever." Sora gulped, still mindless and numb more than anything. He nodded a little and held Aladdin close to his middle, the sound of semen squishing between and under them. He turned his head to the side as Aladdin closed his eyes and fell asleep. He gazed at the surplus cum, sweet like nectar, every drop, as it dripped off the edge of the carpet, swirling through the clouds and crystallizing before it pelted the sand below. He fell asleep shortly thereafter.
"Wh-what…?" Sora lazily blinked a few times before stirring at the touch. His face felt nice, squished against something very fluffy and comfortable. He craned his neck and noticed the marble floor expanding across a great hall. Then something uncomfortable below his back…
"Ow! What…Aladdin! No more!" Aladdin grinned, kneeling next to the red suede chaise Sora was laying on, his hand rubbing along Sora's still gynormous ass, finally starting to shrink back to its original size. Aladdin had a bowl of golden powdery liquid next to him on a small table, and was going back to it now and then for more coverage of Sora's poor raped body.
"Engh…what is that Aliiii?" Sora put on his cutesy voice again, getting butterflies in his stomach when Aladdin turned and flashed him that cocky, know-it-all grin.
"Just a remedy for last night, baby," Aladdin leant forward and kissed Sora quietly on the forehead. "Wishing Lamp made it this morning; I can only assume that's what it's for. I bet you'll still be incredibly sore for the next couple weeks."
Sora's confused little face turned into a frown at this thought. "A couple weeks! But…"
"What? Wanted to do it again so fast? Hehehe," Aladdin laughed at the presupposition, "horny little thing you are Sor."
"Well…" Sora blushed, "I…I don't know. Does this mean I'll be cooped up here for all this time?"
"Cooped up? You kidding? You're living in my fucking palace, bitch. Eat it up." Aladdin winked and Sora felt a little better. "Here, drink this." He handed Sora an ornate chalice of the palace.
"Mmm milk, I am so thirsty, thanks," Sora hungrily took the cup and chugged it, some of it dripping down over his cheeks and neck. "Mmmmm! What's in this milk, Ali? It's so good! I've never tasted anything so delicious!"
"Last night."
"Oh my god…" Sora looked in slight shock at the glass and at all the rest that had slipped down to his chest, staining the blanket covering up the rest of this body. "Oh man…well…I guess…no wonder it tasted so good…" a half-smile grew upon his face, and something else started to stir and grow as well at the thought. Sora was only interested in rest now though, the rest of his body exhausted, so he leaned forward and stuck his tongue into Aladdin's warm and wet mouth. Aladdin pulled him down so they landed on the marble floor, tangled in each other's arms, naked bodies, and silky sheets.
When they retreated to Aladdin's bed for the entire day (A/N: LAWL), Aladdin showed Sora a letter. In very classical cursive was a handwritten note addressed to Prince Ali, asking for a meeting in a different land. The signature was written in a different alphabet, and Sora had no idea who wrote it, but he DID get a good idea about what the messenger wanted.
"A booty call? No way Aladdin." Sora threw the letter to the side and crossed his arms, feeling cold and somewhat hurt.
"Come on, Sor, you're coming too. This isn't an option."
"What?! Ugh," Sora's body protested the mental strain, "who is it anyway? I can't read it. Do you have any idea?"
Aladdin shrugged and grinned back at his new prince, "it's all Greek to me."
A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for the views and comment(s) and wanting a second chapter! As long as I'm horny, don't worry, cuz this story will keep on cumming (lol). I wanted to move on, so this just kind of wrapped everything in a quicker way. If you feel let down, it's alright! The greater scenes are to come! PWP for life!