Chapter 2 - His arrival
This day was long, my god! 100-degree weather in a building that barely had any air-conditioning for eight hours straight! At least, the paycheck is pretty decent. I walked out of the comparatively small building, out into the BOILING heat, quickly unlocking my car and hopping inside. At last, I got to feel the breeze flying through my hair. When I parked in my garage, I must have looked like Albert Einstein, haha.
I open the front door and walk inside, tossing my keys on the coffee table, checking my phone for any social media updates. However, as I was walking to my bedroom, I hadn't noticed a tall, pink, humanlike figure standing in my bathroom with the lights off. I wouldn't now, but I would find out later.
I eventually made it to the computer desk, with a nice chair that leans back for maximum comfort. As the PC was booting up, I thought about all the things I would do for some dick right then and there. I was able to do some really complicated calculus in my head and I found out that I was kinda horny, and that it was best to try and get rid of this temptation ASAP. I had work to do, after all.
After logging in, I opened Chrome and headed to e621 for the gay tentacle porn. Little did I know, the pink slime was watching me through the doorframe, observing exactly what I was up to. It walked closer and closer behind me, but I was too invested in the porn that I didn't notice. It grew curious as to what I was doing with my hands, so it carefully slid under my chair to get a good look at me from below. When it was in the right position below me, it saw that I was masturbating, not that wouldn't be obvious to us humans.
After a while, I started moaning as I started getting close to an orgasm. The slime was startled, but it did it's best to not scare the daylights out of me. It was also around this time that it read the screen, and saw that I was rubbing my taint with my left hand (it's a thing that I do, I guess it's one of my sensitive spots), and it began to change shape.
You know that moment when you're trying to orgasm but you're too tired and you feel like punching yourself in the face for not getting off in time? Well, that's what happened. When I looked at the clock when I was about to go off the edge, the time read 11:42 P.M. Yikes! Way past my bedtime.
But before I could get up and reach over to turn the PC off and go to bed, two pink tentacles wrapped around my wrists, fastening them to the arms of my chair. "What the fuck?", I said out loud. I struggled to get up as the tentacles got tighter and tighter around my wrists. It almost felt like they were cutting off circulation in my fingers. Before I could stand up and run to my cell phone, the slime had also fastened my feet to the floor, effectively locking me in this position. Too terrified to say anything, I watched as a pink, human-like creature rose formed in front of my chair. It definitely was a sort of slime, but how does this thing think on it's own?
What was it going to do to me? Was it going to kill me? Was it planning to use my body as a source of nourishment?
As it rose higher and higher, it began to take more of its shape: A human male figure, but instead of legs it had sort of octopus tentacles. It looked at me in a sort of curious fashion, as if it was indecisive as to what it was going to do. It was at this point where I was able to regain my voice. "Please...let me go...", I whispered. It tilted its head and noticed my still-hard erection. Then, suddenly, without any warning,
It moved in and started french kissing me. I was startled, but I obliged nonetheless. It's tongue was slimy, like the rest of its body. I definitely needed a shower after this. It was at this point where I looked down to see that the tentacles actually had foreskins. Well, I guess it's a male. Sweet!
Then I began to feel a tentacle rub against my taint. I began to moan upon this feeling of pleasure. The slime saw this as the greatest human interaction in his life. He began to feel love and pleasure for the first time. Quickly, he became desperate. While we were making out, I began to notice something. His tongue was strangely tightened up, almost as if I was sucking a dick while making out, which was exactly what was happening! Immediately after this realization, I felt a prodding sensation on my asshole. I opened my eyes in excitement and gave the signal to push it all in.
The slime was very eager to oblige, and he began to shove the tentacle into my asshole. He kept hitting the wrong places, hitting the g-spot every so often, but I guess he'll get better with that in time. I moaned and groaned at the pure dopamine that my brain was drowning in. The slime was also attempting to imitate the noise, however it didn't have a voicebox, so it was mostly silent. What wasn't silent, was the next 20 seconds.
The slime came all over my taint and inside my asshole, spreading it's juices all over my backside. It broke the kiss and "screamed", due to the uncountable amounts of pleasure. I also screamed in joy as I came all over both myself and the slime, with some of my semen being absorbed into the slime. For later use, I don't know.
After all the excitement was over, the slime crawled off of me and unwrung his grip of my hands and feet. He eagerly jumped into my bed, grabbing the covers as I usually do. I swiveled my chair over to him, thinking about what the hell just happened. I decided to ask the first of seemingly many questions: "Where did you learn all that?" This time I actually got a spoken response. "Look on the screen." I swiveled my chair back to the computer screen, to find the gay tentacle porn still up. Astonishing! This creature learns from it's environment with extreme efficiency. It must have learned to speak from my DNA.
"So what is your name anyway?", I decided to ask. He replied, "I don't know. I was never given one... What's yours?" "Well, I'm Mark. As you can tell, I'm usually open about sharing this feeling, unlike other people."
"Interesting", the slime said. I quickly thought of some names. They were good, but not good enough. "What if I just call you my jelly boyfriend for now?", I remarked. "I guess that'll work, but come to bed sweetheart" He lifted the covers to allow myself to lay down next to it, which I did. As I hugged my jelly boyfriend, I decided that I might not go to work tomorrow after all.