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Blue stepped out the shower, droplets of the cold water he’d been standing under clinging to his ecto-flesh like beads of ice. The frigid shower helped immensely, however brief that relief would be. He grabbed a fluffy turquoise towel from the rack, hesitating to rub the plush fabric against his sensitive bones and ecto-body and waste the effort he’d expended cooling himself off.
Blue left the bathroom wearing the loosest clothing he owned in hopes that nobody would notice any inappropriate glowing from certain unmentionable regions of his body. He wanted to get out of the house, away from the others, and maybe do a workout to blow off some steam. He grabbed a pair of soft leather boots from his room, pulling them on as he nimbly hopped down the stairs.
Blue reached for the front door handle, but before he even touched it, it turned. The door opened, revealing Blue’s brother, Stretch, holding a cigarette between his teeth and a stack of mail in one hand. Blue took a step backwards, not wanting to accidentally brush up against him during this delicate time. Stretch didn’t react, but Blue knew his brother well enough to know the action had been noticed.
“hey, bro, i got your mail. it looks like a bunch of ‘send nudes’ notes again. you want ‘em?”
Blue sighed in consternation, his problem temporarily forgotten. “No, Papy, throw them away!” he huffed, cheeks puffed out adorably with irritation.
Honestly, Blue couldn’t understand why everyone always asked him for nude photos! He wasn’t the kind of skeleton to just go around exposing himself to strangers! They even texted the lewd request to him, sometimes accompanied by pornographic pictures of themselves. Thinking about his naked admirers made Blue start to sweat.
“Oh Baby Blue,” called a singsong voice from the top of the stairs. Lust… Blue’s least favorite monster in the house. “Next time you hog the shower, at least invite me in with you!”
“i thought you showered earlier?” Stretch asked, looking concerned, his eyelights traveling from the damp marks were Blue hadn’t dried off properly before getting dressed to the multitude of sweat drops forming on his brother’s skull. “are you feeling alright?”
Blue began to panic, sure that any moment he’d perspire right through his fragrant floral soap, and Stretch would smell the pheromones from his heat cycle perfuming the air with their irresistible scent. He had to get away from everyone, find a secluded area, and handle his rampant urges.
“One can never be too hygienic!” Blue shouted nervously, pushing past Stretch to escape out the front door as quickly as he could. “Gotta go train! Bye!”
“you showered before you trained?” Stretch called after him, but Blue pretended not to hear him.
Blue hurried to the back of the house, avoiding the training area since Blackberry or Edge might be doing an outdoor workout there. He just needed a hiding place so that he could get his hormones under control. Unfortunately, this heat was particularly intense, and he worried that willpower alone wouldn’t be enough to contain it. He would have to act; there just wasn’t any other way to relieve it.
Desperately searching for a hiding place, Blue’s eyelights fell on the secluded corner of the yard occupied by the shed that the monsters seldom used. Maybe he could just duck behind the shed and… touch himself…? Blue tried to shake the despicable thought from his mind, but the more he tried not to think about it, the more the idea appealed to him. Masturbation? Outside? Where anyone at all could stumble upon him doing the unseemly deed? Red-hot desire lanced through his bones. He reached down into his pants, unable to wait any longer.
The possibility of being seen… of being caught… made the luminous aqua erection in Blue’s hand rock hard. The moment his fingers brushed along his length, it twitched eagerly, precum beading at the tip and starting to slide down the shaft. Blue’s whole body shuddered in pleasure when he wrapped his strong hand around the base of his cock, gripping the sensitive magic tightly and dragging his hand up his length. It felt so good, but something about the solitude and the wind whispering through the tree branches threw Blue off. He needed something more to complete the experience.
Blue’s earlier conversation with Stretch gave him an idea. Quickly pulling his phone out of his pocket, he scrolled through his messages until he found an unread message containing an attachment. When he’d first gotten the phone, he’d excitedly opened every message and discovered that many of his adoring fans had no qualms about sending him nudes when they asked the same of him. Since then he warily avoided all messages from unknown senders… until now.
Stroking himself reflexively, Blue took in the gorgeous sight of the curvaceous feminine form occupying his phone screen. The picture provided the perfect fantasy to fuel his masturbation. The thrill of doing something that went against his lofty principles and the danger of committing such a shameful act where anyone at all could walk by and see it drove him wild with lust.
Palming his erection even tighter than before, Blue slid his hand upwards along its underside. When he got to the head of his cock, he thumbed the tip, his phalange catching slightly on his urethra and making him moan out a breathy “mweh.” The precum gathered on the end of his shaft oozed down to coat his hand in sticky moisture, and he rubbed it freely along his length until his cock was slick and glistening in the sunlight.
Blue glanced at his phone. Fuck, the human on the screen had thick thighs that Blue just wanted to lick and bite. Panting, he started stroking his magic, slowly at first, gradually increasing his speed as each new feature blossomed into an erotic scenario. The human’s ass looked perfect for grabbing, perfect to grip as he slammed into her. Blue’s hips began to rock as he thrusted into his hand, imagining that hot wet pussy surrounding his cock.
“Mweh… Mweh… Just like that… Human… So tight…”
Blue’s cock ached for more friction so he tightened his fist and pumped his cock in earnest. The human’s breasts were so perfect; he wanted to taste them. He wanted to hear the human’s voice begging for more and calling his name. He could almost hear it, almost taste it, almost feel it. Blue’s glowing tongue flopped from his drooling jaws, and his eyelights began to roll back in his skull.
Blue dug his fingertips into his tender ecto-flesh as passion for his nonexistent partner overwhelmed him. Blue had never given himself such intense pleasure before, bucking his hips into his own hand while he stared at salacious photos of a human that he longed to pin against the siding of the shed and fuck into utter oblivion.
Blue cound feel pressure building. He gasped as his cock throbbed almost painfully from his choking grasp, but he couldn’t stop now.
“Human… Mweh, so good… So… So close.. Don’t stop… I’m… I’m-”
Blue’s spine arched and stiffened as sweet release drained him of his pent-up energy. Cum spurted out of his cock in thick ropes onto the grass. Blue continued to stroke himself, pumping out every drop of cum from his body. He was spent. He was satisfied. He had conquered his heat once again without having to ask anyone for help. Well…
Blue quickly turned off his phone, embarrassed that he’d used someone’s picture to jack off. Guilt tempered the blissful high of orgasm. Blue scolded himself for his scandalous behavior as he trudged back to the house. Heat cycles were no excuse for bad manners! Blue allowed himself to get so distracted that he didn’t hear the voice calling for him.
“Blue?” you shout at the sky as you stand in the center of the backyard. Where could he be? Stretch said he was outside, but there’s an awful lot of outside behind the house.
Wandering back and forth, you continue to intermittently yell his name, but you receive no answer. Shoulders drooping in defeat, you decide to circle the perimeter one more time before (disappointedly) calling it a day.
“Blue are you out here?” you shout, skirting the shed that crouches in the corner of the yard. You think you hear a noise as you step around the corner, so you turn to glance back over your shoulder and run into something- or someone!- very solid.
Whatever ran into Blue let out an indignant squawk before toppling over. Always quick on his feet, Blue caught the stranger before they had a chance to introduce themselves very personally to the lawn. Turning whoever he’d captured carefully in his arms, he finally got a glimpse of a face… your face!
And attached to that face?
The very same sensuous human body he’d just masturbated to.