Well, it is perfectly normal for him...

"I can give it a try", Jax answered. He was sweaty and tired but when did a no-name peasant boy get the chance to get dirty with twin Sun elves? Not ever! So he was damned if he wasn't going to milk this opportunity as much as possible. Issande and Milla were resting on the bed next to him, Gamla was already snoring on the other side of the room while Connerad sat on the corner, calmly smoking a pipe and observing them. The twins accepted his answer and knelt on both sides of him.

Without a word, their tongues got to work, licking all over the shaft, swirling around the head. One dainty hand would lift it to the side, allowing a nimble tongue to swipe over his testicles - had they grown recently? - while inhumanely soft lips kissed his thigh. More licks, more swirls, more swipes, more kisses.

"Oh Tymora be blessed", Jax moaned in pleasure. No sooner had the words escaped his lips when a dangerous sounding CRACK made them stop, as the bed tilted to the side. One of the legs had broken off. Something stirred in the back of his head but Jax couldn't think clearly - not when two elven tongues resumed their attention on his cock. Moment by moment, lick by lick, it once more rose, thickening and growing. To crown the moment, the witches kissed each other across his cock head, their lips touching above and below the red helmet of his manhood.

His cock as hard as it had ever been, Jax got up - he was tired of just lying on his back and wanted to be more active a participant. One twin laid back on the bed, pulling her knees back while the other opened her labia and guided Jax in.

"Nine Hells!" Jax grunted - the elf was not only tight - even tighter than Issande and Milla had been, but her pussy was hotter as well. Not uncomfortably so, just different. A delicate hand pressed against his abdomen, making him stop. Jax noticed that the assistant twin was looking at him:

"Allow her time to adjust", she simply said and Jax nodded. After an agonizing wait - that likely was mere moments - she allowed Jax to push further in. Twice more he was stopped for a breather, as the twin getting penetrated somehow communicated with her sister, despite Jax being unable to spot any such messages between them. Eventually they reached an equilibrium of sorts - though Jax was little dismayed that a full quarter of his dick was still out in the open.

"That is as far as you can go", said the assisting twin. Her sister had her eyes closed and mouth open, tongue sticking out. Jax nodded and watched with interest as the coherent elf placed both of her little hands around his remaining cock, making thus sure that he couldn't push too much inside the incoherent one. "Okay, I can do this", he said more to himself than to the elf girls, pulling slowly out and then pushing back in. Stroke by stroke, he picked up pace. Every time he was about to go overboard, the sorceress by his side shot him a disapproving glance and he calmed down.

The room was eerily quiet - Gamla had stopped snoring, Connerad made little sound with his pipe and the two women were content to observe silently, occasionally touching themselves. If it hadn't been for the slapping of flesh and panting breath, Jax could have thought he was dreaming it all. Or maybe he was? After an eternity of steadily climbing pleasure, Jax could not stand anymore stimulation and, with a barely audible groan, unloaded deep inside his diminutive partner. Exhausted, he slumped on his back, the last thing he saw being the twins gently kissing each other. Then darkness overtook him and he slept like a baby.