Wild Dreams

This is a story I wrote for my friend Lupe. Yes, It is tentacle rape. Deal with it. If you don't want to read this kind of thing click the arrow labeled BACK on your screen. If you're interested and want to read a little bit'o'smut then read ahead.
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Ettore snuggled down into his covers, wondering if Anatolio was going to be home early or not. Last time he had been found naked on the floor, and that had been rather embarrassing, if not pleasant, for the both of them. While he was thinking about this he closed his eyes, yawning.

Moments later Anatolio walked in the door and the skinny grey eyed male jumped, looking at his boyfriend with shock. “Babe, I didn't think you were supposed to be home for... well several hours.” He was curled up in their bed without a stitch of clothing on, innocent eyes wide. He felt like he had been caught doing something dirty, though in reality he had been trying to go to sleep.

“Got off early. Miss me?” Anatolio asked, stripping his clothes off to join his lover in the bed.

“Always.” Ettore admitted and blushed, pulling the blankets up around his hips so his intimate parts were covered. “Sorry, I wasn't expecting you or I would have greeted you when you came in.”

Not a problem.” Something about the way Anatolio was acting, not his usual gentle self, was making Ettore worry. He crawled across the bed and pinned Ettore down, hands caressing down his sensitive sides, making the grey eyed male laugh and then moan as the hands came in contact with his hips.

“Ah.. what's gotten into you?” Ettore asked, looking at Anatolio just in time to have his lips captured in a kiss. He arched his back, pressing himself into the unusually eager hands and letting his suddenly very insistent boyfriend do as he pleased.

“What do you mean? Something wrong?” Anatolio sat back, cocking his head to the side and looking down at Ettore who was panting and flushed beneath his hands, body writhing somewhat against his will.

“N...No. I'm... I just haven't really ever seen you act like this.” Ettore frowned. He had spoken and it had made Anatolio stop. This was why he had to keep his mouth shut more often.

“I think it is about time for me to start acting like this if it gets you so hot.” This made Ettore's eyes widen again and he couldn't help but hold back a smile as he leaned up to kiss Anatolio. As he kissed him he noticed something a little odd, but said nothing. Anatolio's hand was wrapping around his ankle. He didn't think Anatolio's arms were that long, but he wasn't going to complain, it felt kind of nice.

His other ankle was touched as well, making him blush as he felt the caress snaking up his legs. It almost felt like smooth ropes being pulled up his body. “Anatolio?” Ettore asked as a blindfold was placed over his eyes.

“Just enjoy it.” Anatolio's voice sounded rougher than usual, and after making sure the blindfold was in place he picked Ettore up, rolling over and placing him on his hips.

The odd rope feeling then went to Ettore's wrists, though it remained around his ankles, seeming to hold his legs tightly against Anatolio's hips, forcing him to straddle him. “Babe? What is this? Some weird kind of rope?” As he opened his mouth Anatolio pushed a gag into it, securing it around his head.

“Didn't I say just to enjoy it?” Anatolio asked, his fingers tracing down Ettore's body, from neck to navel, tweaking his nipples between his fingers on the way down.

Ettore moaned out around the gag, gasping as his arms were suddenly pulled up, held together above his head by the same soft, and oddly warm, rope. He was attempting to plead for an explanation around the ball that prevented him from speaking, trying to figure out what had changed his lover like this.

Anatolio looked over his lover, held up by the purple tendrils that were wrapped firmly around Ettore's wrists. They were now throbbing slightly, and growing thicker. Ettore noticed this and yelped, trying to spit out the gag to ask what the hell was touching him and what it wanted.

He soon got his answer to the second question as he felt his body lifted slightly from Anatolio's hips and his legs were spread further, giving the weird fleshy ropes free reign of his sensitive body. He writhed against it as he felt Anatolio's actual hands slide down his tummy. “Stop struggling and I bet you will love this.”

With those words of reassurance Ettore relaxed for half a second. Why wouldn't he trust Anatolio? He had never done anything but make him feel amazing in the past.

The second his body went lax the tentacles wrapped around his torso and slithered up between his legs. He buckled against it suddenly as he felt the throbbing flesh pressing against his opening and another tendril curled around his slowly hardening manhood.

His eyes widened beneath the blindfold as he was suddenly penetrated, a cry escaping him despite the gag. Anatolio reached up and removed the gag, kissing him before letting yet another tentacle ravage his lover. He moaned, leaning up and suckling at Ettore's nipple as the tentacle thrusted in and out of his suspended body.

As each quick movement pushed against his sweetspot he cried out against the intruding appendage. He was quickly spent, the rough handling causing him to release wildly onto his lover below.

Anatolio moaned as the tentacles filled Ettore with their essence, then released him, catching him as he fell. He removed the blindfold, stroking his hair. “See... it wasn't that bad was it?”

Ettore frowned, swallowing down the tentacle cum and looking at Anatolio angrilly for a few moments, body still twitching slightly from the sex. “What the hell was that?”

“You're already asleep?” Ettore blinked, looking at Anatolio.

“No I'm not asleep.” He snapped and then suddenly he was looking up at Anatolio instead of down at him, a confused expression.

“Hey babe. You been asleep long?” Ettore yelped and crawled away from his boyfriend quickly.

“W..What... where are your....” The realization sunk in suddenly and Ettore blushed, looking away. “heh... wow...”

“What?” Anatolio asked, frowning.

“Nothing!” Ettore yelped and dove under the covers, vowing never to let Anatolio know about the way he appeared in his dreams.