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"you don’t know what you’re saying. we only met a month ago, well— you took over my body a month ago, we’re barely acquainted with each other, i don’t know a thing about you apart from the fact that you like cheesy tv shows, and i’m.. i’m not gay!" i was definitely too worried about that last part.
"technically speaking, you cannot be gay for an alien who chooses to be a male for the simplicity of it."
"we’re getting off topic here." i sighed, rubbing the bridge of my nose. "you can’t love me. i mean, what do you think love is?"
i was quite literally taken for words by what he said next. well, not exactly, because i had a few questions to ask, but yeah.
"love is where you are connected with another person. i am connected with you. you were not connected with anne, and i could tell because it was me who had that connection with you. you have not realised that yet, eddie."
"just because we’re connected means that you love me?"
his tongue darted out of his large mouth for a quick second to lick up a tater tot crumb. "well, yeah, eddie."
"how do you think people show their love?"
"well, they do that thing with their lips. i feel as if it is slightly gross, but i guess you have things you consider gross about me."
"anything else?" i couldn’t help but smile.
"they like touching each other a lot, and voicing compliments for each other. they give gifts and receive gifts, and some of them are physical."
the mention of "physical’ caught me off guard.
"uh, can i get a little emphasis on physical?" i brought my knees to my chest and hugged them as i looked his symbiote in the eyes. his tentacles seemed firmer than before.
"i saw something on your computer the other day." he spread his tongue across his lips.
"dude, i’ve asked like, four questions already."
"WHAT?" i shrieked.
venom flinched from this shriek. it was probably more deafening than the mouse stuff. "pornography, yes." he repeated nevertheless.
"on my laptop?" i frowned.
"well, i believe i had stumbled upon it while i was watching sex and the city on one of those websites you told me not to go on."
"oh.. god. o-okay, so, what did you see in the pornography?"
"two men with the same thing that is between your legs, and they kept shoving it in eachother. i found it particularly interesting—"
"god! stop!" i covered my face in pure embarrassment. second hand embarrassment.
"is pornography a bad thing?"
"well, uh.. um.. it’s a complicated.. topic."
i gulped down my embarrassment, before continuing.
"alright. why did you think that was a gift?"
"they both liked it. and they both said i love you to each other, and i thought it was like giving a gift."
he was probably watching one of those homemade couple videos. but how did he land on a gay one? god damn.
"and i figured that if it was a gift, it must also be a good way to tell somebody how you feel about them."
something was rising inside of me. an indescribable feeling?
"so, i would like to give you this gift."
then i horrifyingly realised that something was actually rising inside of me.
a tentacle secretly crawled out of me and up to my laptop, flipped it open, then quickly typed into the search engine already loaded up. now "blow my load’ was playing. when did this guy find out about tyler the creator?
"venom?" i was stiff, like a dead body.
his head disappeared back inside of me. subsequently, a few tentacles grappled out from my back, tugging off my clothes.
"NO, no, no! venom, stop!" i was pretty much panicking. he had no idea of what he was doing!
he tossed my clothes into various parts of the studio, sparing me by leaving my boxers on. but i soon figured that this wouldn’t help much.
"venom.. what’s gotten into you?" i was actually beginning to get scared. i wasn’t gay! and i was still upset about anne.
"shut up, and accept my gift."
his head emerged again, immediately lunging down to kiss me.
i couldn’t help but kiss back. that was the only thing i could do, since i still hadn’t got a grasp on the symbiote yet. his thick, lengthy tongue pummelled against my own, almost going all the way down my throat. this felt insane.
my hands clutched onto his veiny fluid, keeping his head pressed against mine. his tongue felt too good.
his tentacles wrapped around my body, nuzzling the places where it felt the best. then a small pipe-like tentacle formed, and it went over my nipple.
i moaned out like crazy. the fluid felt all warm and gooey on my skin, and the suction felt too good. everything was too good, to be honest.
my arms wrapped around the symbiote’s long neck, and i kissed him deeper. he was making some noises of satisfaction now that i was.
we pulled away because i was losing my breath, and both our tongues were dripping with each other’s saliva.
"sweeet jesus.. venom.. don’t stop. mmmpfh.." even i was surprised by how i sounded.
"i wasn’t planning to, baby." WHAT?
i had to admit, that caught me off guard again. he’d probably learnt that phrase from the pornography he watched. horny fucker.
the song was fuelling our desires even more. after he sucked over my skin, leaving mounds of hickeys across my upper body, he got more daring.
he licked a long line from my groin to my neck, and i uttered a soft moan. his tongue felt so warm and moist and nice that i couldn’t resist at all.
two tentacles intertwined around my wrists, bounding them together and suspending my arms behind my head. venom left a long lick from one armpit to the next, and i let out another moan. i had never been like this. how the hell was an alien making me feel this way?!
i felt him grab at my boxers, palming the newly formed erection with a newly formed tentacle. sometimes i wondered how much of his stuff was in my body.
i bucked into his hand, biting my lip. i was acting exactly like anne when she was horny and i gave zero fucks.
venom had a smirk on his devilish lips.
he tore my boxers off, spreading my legs and bounding them the same way he did with my wrists. he saw my throbbing 6-incher and the puckered hole beneath, and i was starting to feel ashamed. but then i realised that this guy had practically seen every inch of my body, and he was still here, so i guess he didn’t mind.
slowly, gently, i felt a bulging tentacle slip up my hole. my heart paused, resuming again when he’d moved further inside. i expected it to hurt because we didn’t really use any lube or anything beforehand, but it didn’t. he probably manipulated my pain receptors while he was in there, and was actually so fluid that he just went right in. it took a little adjusting to, but i was ready for wherever this rollercoaster would take me.
the tenta-cock began penetrating me, and i kept letting out those strained noises of joy. my limbs were struggling against the symbiote’s grip, and it felt almost too good at one point. i felt dizzy when i looked down and saw that trail of ferrofluid buried inside of me.
"is my gift good so far?" venom growled. he was louder than the music. we had thin walls!
i nodded, letting out a whimper as my response.
venom was grinning broadly again, and the tenta-cock inside of me thickened almost immediately.
i let out a lusty moan when it grew even more. i felt as if 9 inches long and 5 inches wide worth of alien dick was crammed inside of me, and i could only imagine that i was overreacting or being completely honest.
he began fucking me hard. his parasitic noises were driving me crazy, and my ligaments were still fighting against his ropes. i tried my best to enjoy it but at once point it got too much. venom knew this, since he was literally me, so he slowed down to ruin the build up before making a new one just moments later.
"venom.. god, you learnt all this from.. o-one video?" pretty much all my words came out as moans.
"i may have watched more than one video of pornography."
"o-of course you.. d-did!—"
venom thickened inside of me once more. and he was going deeper than before, and he kept going up against my prostrate. it was easy for him to figure out where it was.
"venom.. v-venom, i’m close.. fuck!" this symbiote had done things to me.
he spread my legs far apart and pounded me with his slippery fat alien dick until i came all over my stomach.
the parasite continued to pump me into the couch cushion until he came too. it went gushing incredibly deep inside of me and a little bit of clear liquid trickled out while he was still in there. it was now when i figured out that i didn’t know he had the ability to cum; and i definitely didn’t know what was inside of it. meh, whatever, that was a pretty good first fuck with me on the bottom.
he reached down to lap up the cum on my stomach and i had to deal with the agonisingly good sensation of his tongue once more.
i saw his face and his sloppy tongue translucent-white with my stuff. "mmm. would go well with tater tots."
"um.. alright, man." i heaved.
i sat up against the couch now that venom had removed his tentacles from my legs. he kept my hands bound infront of me, though.
"is that it?" i inhaled. i was slightly relieved, but also slightly hard. i knew i would probably pass out if i asked for it again, so i chose not to.
venom was now dragging me across to the bedroom after i fought his tentacles with my life. i forgot he had the ability to control my limbs, so now i was basically a powerless mess.
"venom, dude, come on! i know that i still don’t b-believe you that much.. but, uh, i do think you love me a little! can we stop now?" i pleaded out.
he tossed me onto my bed. great!
venom wasn’t actually talking anymore. he just kept growling in the lower depth of his throat, his mouth more wet than usual. was he drooling?!
he licked along my face, and i wish i had the ability to wipe the saliva off, but my body was mush.
"blegh.." i groaned out. "you and your tongue."
but then his tongue rolled down and encased itself around my cock. it was hard again.
"oh.. damn! that feels g-good.."
the alien’s tongue kept working on me. going along the length of it, the tip of his tongue going through the slit at the top, jerking me off slightly as he wrapped himself around it.
he didn’t use his mouth because he would have minced me up with his teeth, but i definitely wouldn’t have cared too much if he did.
i was moaning and groaning like a woman. literally. it felt so damn unnatural but it felt right at the same time.
"venom.. i’m close again, just.. hnngh.."
"keep quiet, i know what you desire."
ooo-kay then! he knew what i desired. i was in good hands.
the parasite was fucking all of the depression out of me, and i was so glad that he was. i already felt so much better even though i had been madly in love with anne.
something was bugging me though, maybe the fact that venom might’ve been doing this as a one-time thing just to shut me up. but i quickly counter-attacked that thought. he loved me, and he was literally inside of me. i swear i moaned from this thought.
when i came out of my bubble of thought, i came everywhere once again. and venom was slurping it up.
"i think i’m spent." i groaned out softly. "can we.. sleep now? god.."
"wait.. wait.. venom, NO!"
i was literally in the air. venom’s thick-ass tentacles were groping me and curling around my body.
"i must have more, eddie."
"you sound so freakish! stopp!" i whined out.
i was still panting from the amount of times i’d came with a massive amount of energy.
i felt one tentacle position itself around my mouth, and another laid me back onto the bed. a third and fourth gripped my legs and pinned them to either side of the bed, then a fifth pressed into my back to arch it. was i becoming some sort of sculpture? damn!
"bhenomh, fhat ahe hou dhoing?" i blubbed against his grippy fluid.

"you don’t know what you’re saying. we only met a month ago, well— you took over my body a month ago, we’re barely acquainted with each other, i don’t know a thing about you apart from the fact that you like cheesy tv shows, and i’m.. i’m not gay!" i was definitely too worried about that last part.

"technically speaking, you cannot be gay for an alien who chooses to be a male for the simplicity of it."

"we’re getting off topic here." i sighed, rubbing the bridge of my nose. "you can’t love me. i mean, what do you think love is?"

i was quite literally taken for words by what he said next. well, not exactly, because i had a few questions to ask, but yeah.

"love is where you are connected with another person. i am connected with you. you were not connected with anne, and i could tell because it was me who had that connection with you. you have not realised that yet, eddie."

"just because we’re connected means that you love me?"

his tongue darted out of his large mouth for a quick second to lick up a tater tot crumb. "well, yeah, eddie."

"how do you think people show their love?"

"well, they do that thing with their lips. i feel as if it is slightly gross, but i guess you have things you consider gross about me."

"anything else?" i couldn’t help but smile.

"they like touching each other a lot, and voicing compliments for each other. they give gifts and receive gifts, and some of them are physical."

the mention of "physical’ caught me off guard.

"uh, can i get a little emphasis on physical?" i brought my knees to my chest and hugged them as i looked his symbiote in the eyes. his tentacles seemed firmer than before.

"i saw something on your computer the other day." he spread his tongue across his lips.

"dude, i’ve asked like, four questions already."

"WHAT?" i shrieked.

venom flinched from this shriek. it was probably more deafening than the mouse stuff. "pornography, yes." he repeated nevertheless.

"on my laptop?" i frowned.

"well, i believe i had stumbled upon it while i was watching sex and the city on one of those websites you told me not to go on."

"oh.. god. o-okay, so, what did you see in the pornography?"

"two men with the same thing that is between your legs, and they kept shoving it in eachother. i found it particularly interesting—"

"god! stop!" i covered my face in pure embarrassment. second hand embarrassment.

"is pornography a bad thing?"

"well, uh.. um.. it’s a complicated.. topic."

i gulped down my embarrassment, before continuing.

"alright. why did you think that was a gift?"

"they both liked it. and they both said i love you to each other, and i thought it was like giving a gift."

he was probably watching one of those homemade couple videos. but how did he land on a gay one? god damn.

"and i figured that if it was a gift, it must also be a good way to tell somebody how you feel about them."

something was rising inside of me. an indescribable feeling?

"so, i would like to give you this gift."

then i horrifyingly realised that something was actually rising inside of me.

a tentacle secretly crawled out of me and up to my laptop, flipped it open, then quickly typed into the search engine already loaded up. now "blow my load’ was playing. when did this guy find out about tyler the creator?

"venom?" i was stiff, like a dead body.

his head disappeared back inside of me. subsequently, a few tentacles grappled out from my back, tugging off my clothes.

"NO, no, no! venom, stop!" i was pretty much panicking. he had no idea of what he was doing!

he tossed my clothes into various parts of the studio, sparing me by leaving my boxers on. but i soon figured that this wouldn’t help much.

"venom.. what’s gotten into you?" i was actually beginning to get scared. i wasn’t gay! and i was still upset about anne.

"shut up, and accept my gift."

his head emerged again, immediately lunging down to kiss me.

i couldn’t help but kiss back. that was the only thing i could do, since i still hadn’t got a grasp on the symbiote yet. his thick, lengthy tongue pummelled against my own, almost going all the way down my throat. this felt insane.

my hands clutched onto his veiny fluid, keeping his head pressed against mine. his tongue felt too good.

his tentacles wrapped around my body, nuzzling the places where it felt the best. then a small pipe-like tentacle formed, and it went over my nipple.

i moaned out like crazy. the fluid felt all warm and gooey on my skin, and the suction felt too good. everything was too good, to be honest.

my arms wrapped around the symbiote’s long neck, and i kissed him deeper. he was making some noises of satisfaction now that i was.

we pulled away because i was losing my breath, and both our tongues were dripping with each other’s saliva.

"sweeet jesus.. venom.. don’t stop. mmmpfh.." even i was surprised by how i sounded.

"i wasn’t planning to, baby." WHAT?

i had to admit, that caught me off guard again. he’d probably learnt that phrase from the pornography he watched. horny fucker.

the song was fuelling our desires even more. after he sucked over my skin, leaving mounds of hickeys across my upper body, he got more daring.

he licked a long line from my groin to my neck, and i uttered a soft moan. his tongue felt so warm and moist and nice that i couldn’t resist at all.

two tentacles intertwined around my wrists, bounding them together and suspending my arms behind my head. venom left a long lick from one armpit to the next, and i let out another moan. i had never been like this. how the hell was an alien making me feel this way?!

i felt him grab at my boxers, palming the newly formed erection with a newly formed tentacle. sometimes i wondered how much of his stuff was in my body.

i bucked into his hand, biting my lip. i was acting exactly like anne when she was horny and i gave zero fucks.

venom had a smirk on his devilish lips.

he tore my boxers off, spreading my legs and bounding them the same way he did with my wrists. he saw my throbbing 6-incher and the puckered hole beneath, and i was starting to feel ashamed. but then i realised that this guy had practically seen every inch of my body, and he was still here, so i guess he didn’t mind.

slowly, gently, i felt a bulging tentacle slip up my hole. my heart paused, resuming again when he’d moved further inside. i expected it to hurt because we didn’t really use any lube or anything beforehand, but it didn’t. he probably manipulated my pain receptors while he was in there, and was actually so fluid that he just went right in. it took a little adjusting to, but i was ready for wherever this rollercoaster would take me.

the tenta-cock began penetrating me, and i kept letting out those strained noises of joy. my limbs were struggling against the symbiote’s grip, and it felt almost too good at one point. i felt dizzy when i looked down and saw that trail of ferrofluid buried inside of me.

"is my gift good so far?" venom growled. he was louder than the music. we had thin walls!

i nodded, letting out a whimper as my response.

venom was grinning broadly again, and the tenta-cock inside of me thickened almost immediately.

i let out a lusty moan when it grew even more. i felt as if 9 inches long and 5 inches wide worth of alien dick was crammed inside of me, and i could only imagine that i was overreacting or being completely honest.

he began fucking me hard. his parasitic noises were driving me crazy, and my ligaments were still fighting against his ropes. i tried my best to enjoy it but at once point it got too much. venom knew this, since he was literally me, so he slowed down to ruin the build up before making a new one just moments later.

"venom.. god, you learnt all this from.. o-one video?" pretty much all my words came out as moans.

"i may have watched more than one video of pornography."

"o-of course you.. d-did!—"

venom thickened inside of me once more. and he was going deeper than before, and he kept going up against my prostrate. it was easy for him to figure out where it was.

"venom.. v-venom, i’m close.. fuck!" this symbiote had done things to me.

he spread my legs far apart and pounded me with his slippery fat alien dick until i came all over my stomach.

the parasite continued to pump me into the couch cushion until he came too. it went gushing incredibly deep inside of me and a little bit of clear liquid trickled out while he was still in there. it was now when i figured out that i didn’t know he had the ability to cum; and i definitely didn’t know what was inside of it. meh, whatever, that was a pretty good first fuck with me on the bottom.

he reached down to lap up the cum on my stomach and i had to deal with the agonisingly good sensation of his tongue once more.

i saw his face and his sloppy tongue translucent-white with my stuff. "mmm. would go well with tater tots."

"um.. alright, man." i heaved.

i sat up against the couch now that venom had removed his tentacles from my legs. he kept my hands bound infront of me, though.

"is that it?" i inhaled. i was slightly relieved, but also slightly hard. i knew i would probably pass out if i asked for it again, so i chose not to.

venom was now dragging me across to the bedroom after i fought his tentacles with my life. i forgot he had the ability to control my limbs, so now i was basically a powerless mess.

"venom, dude, come on! i know that i still don’t b-believe you that much.. but, uh, i do think you love me a little! can we stop now?" i pleaded out.

he tossed me onto my bed. great!

venom wasn’t actually talking anymore. he just kept growling in the lower depth of his throat, his mouth more wet than usual. was he drooling?!

he licked along my face, and i wish i had the ability to wipe the saliva off, but my body was mush.

"blegh.." i groaned out. "you and your tongue."

but then his tongue rolled down and encased itself around my cock. it was hard again.

"oh.. damn! that feels g-good.."

the alien’s tongue kept working on me. going along the length of it, the tip of his tongue going through the slit at the top, jerking me off slightly as he wrapped himself around it.

he didn’t use his mouth because he would have minced me up with his teeth, but i definitely wouldn’t have cared too much if he did.

i was moaning and groaning like a woman. literally. it felt so damn unnatural but it felt right at the same time.

"venom.. i’m close again, just.. hnngh.."

"keep quiet, i know what you desire."

ooo-kay then! he knew what i desired. i was in good hands.

the parasite was fucking all of the depression out of me, and i was so glad that he was. i already felt so much better even though i had been madly in love with anne.

something was bugging me though, maybe the fact that venom might’ve been doing this as a one-time thing just to shut me up. but i quickly counter-attacked that thought. he loved me, and he was literally inside of me. i swear i moaned from this thought.

when i came out of my bubble of thought, i came everywhere once again. and venom was slurping it up.

"i think i’m spent." i groaned out softly. "can we.. sleep now? god.."

"wait.. wait.. venom, NO!"

i was literally in the air. venom’s thick-ass tentacles were groping me and curling around my body.

"i must have more, eddie."

"you sound so freakish! stopp!" i whined out.

i was still panting from the amount of times i’d came with a massive amount of energy.

i felt one tentacle position itself around my mouth, and another laid me back onto the bed. a third and fourth gripped my legs and pinned them to either side of the bed, then a fifth pressed into my back to arch it. was i becoming some sort of sculpture? damn!

"bhenomh, fhat ahe hou dhoing?" i blubbed against his grippy fluid.