The Morning After

The next morning you woke up still in a daze from the previous night's events. Pavros was still sound asleep next to you. Even asleep, he has this aura of magnetism that keeps you hooked. You lean in and find yourself drinking in his scent, following it, getting stronger and more intoxicating until you reach its source, his slumbering manhood. You reach out and heft his impressive balls as you lower your mouth down to give them adoring kisses and licks.

The moment your lips touch those orbs, images flash in your mind of their potency and to the massive load they gave her last night.

"Oh god, can satyrs get humans pregnant?" _You wonder

You shiver at your next thought, "It would still be worth it."

You continue to worship his balls with your mouth and tongue until your lover stirs from his sleep, evidently enjoying your efforts. You decide to move up his hardened shaft to the tip of his cock.

You put a lot of effort into getting to know every square inch of his cock, from tip to base, and are rewarded with your lover's groans and squeals. Pavros guides you with a tender touch on the side of your head. A faint voice murmurs in your mind, saying, "Take him deeper. Worship him. Show him how much you love his cock."

Following the advice from this voice, you work to give your lover the best blowjob you can. Starting from the tip, take him deeper, suppressing your gag reflex until you feel his pubic hair tickling your nose. Any and all of your life's achievements pale in comparison to the pride you feel at this accomplishment and you hope you will have many more opportunities to recreate this feeling in future.

With tears running down your face, you slowly work your way back up his cock to the tip and focus your oral attention there while teasing his balls and working his shaft with your hands. Your deepthroating exercise must have been a wonder for your satyr lover, as he doesn't last much longer before filling your mouth with his rich, creamy seed. You swallow, but another pulse of his cock fills you back up. You stay there attached to his manhood, mouthful after mouthful, until he's finished pumping.

You release his cock from your mouth and rest your head on his thigh. If there were any part of you not addicted to his musk before, its's completely overwritten now. You smile drunkenly to yourself, wondering when he'll be ready for another round.