Or, in other words, when she shoved her head down and tried to take him in one gulp. Her neck spasmed in protest to the stress it was put under, while Jacob’s cock pressed back against her as it shook and trembled at the warm press that it found itself deep in her throat. Jacob’s hands moved to try to take her off but froze as he moaned in pleasure, Cherry’s own breaking through the slight gag she let out too.
Now that she was slowly acclimating to it, she could begin to bob her head, her now slick lips sliding along his cock. She still spasmed when she went to the base, but her copious amounts of spit made it all the easier for her to move along the long, throbbing shaft. She even spread her legs apart, her need growing to be too much for her to ignore herself as one of her hands dove deep between her legs. Three fingers stirred her up, keeping good pace with how fast she tried to be with her blowjob.
It was intense, warm, and sloppy, all of which was more than enough to please Jacob as he groaned and leaned back, only to be reminded of the large, soft pillows that continued to press against him like a gentle wall. He wasn’t about to just look away from all of this. He got to watch every amazing minute as he felt himself coming closer and closer. “Cherry… I’m… I’m!”
“Wait!”
Everyone froze as Sky’s voice breached the air. It was just in time to even stop Jacob from choking Cherry further by pouring his load straight down her throat. Instead, all eyes turned to the shyer of the twins who now hid behind part of her hair. She swallowed hard, pulling a slick hand from her own thighs as she finally gathered the courage to whisper, “I… I want to try, um, you know. Okay?”
Cherry slowly pulled herself off of Jacob, her lips even letting out a small popping sound as they lost the suction they’d had on his shaft, her breath coming in ragged bursts as she nodded. Jacob for his part tried to give her the best smile he had, even while his cock ached for the release it was denied.
Fortunately, Sky wasn’t bad in her attempt either. Unlike Cherry, she chose to avoid taking in every inch of him. Instead, her soft lips came over the tip of his cock, forming a seal for her playful, mischievious tongue to poke, prod, and massage his head. Her free hand, as she herself found herself in need of some stimulation, came up to slide along his shaft. Long, slow, peaceful strokes while she moaned around his tip, letting the gentle vibrations run through every inch of his long, erect pole.
It was all too much for Jacob as his body tightened up. His hips bucked forward, catching Sky off guard as she let out a muffled yelp. A second later his thick, heavy seed poured into her mouth, filling it quickly before pushing Sky off of his cock as more and more of his white ropes splashed against her face, hair, and chest. It was all far more than Jacob knew he could produce naturally, not that he could focus on that right now. Not with how amazing what just happened felt.
It only got better as Sky swallowed hard, drinking his cum as she then panted before him, just like Cherry had after her attempt to make him cum. Speaking of whom, the mischievous sister reached over and wiped some of the cum on Sky’s breast up. With a thick globule on her finger she popped it in her mouth, humming as she obviously took her time to swallow it.
And then, with both of them looking up at him, she asked with a wide, evil grin, “Are you ready for round two?” something that Jacob could only nod to in his fugue state of lust and euphoria.
This time the girls didn’t wait for a more verbal response. They had been told of two things they were supposed to attempt today and in their own heated state they didn’t have the same patience they’d had before the scent had started to scramble their own brains. Instead, Sky came to one side of his hips while Cherry moved to the other, their breasts laying on his thighs as they smiled at him.
One more set joined in on the fun as Ophelna raised herself just a bit higher and let him rest back, her breasts now coming over his face to grind against him as much as they could. “I do hope you;ll let me know if I go too far. I just thought you might enjoy a little bit of fun from me too.”
Jacob gave his response in the form of a kiss on the side of one of her breasts before the soft flesh was pressed back more forcefully. It was never so hard that he couldn’t move or breathe, but instead kept with a gentle, soft pressure that ground at him mostly from the sides of his head. The large, soft pillows invited him to sink deeper and deeper into their treatment, all while his cock throbbed in desire for them as well.
It wouldn’t get the largest set of breasts in the room. No, instead its honor would be with the twins who now leaned forward, arching their backs to help them get over his thighs. Their own impressive bosoms now enveloped his cock, their own soft flesh giving it a hug unlike anything Jacob had received before. After all, so far he had only been treated to warm, wet, tight presses against him. This was gentle, kind, and even lightly scratched him with their nipples.
At least, until the two brought their impressive mammaries together, the force of the two pressing their weight against the other suffocating the small head in a tight, forceful press like two cushions being brought against a steel bar. It did nothing to make it budge, but instead forced the pillows to yield to its force while they merely caressed it. Teased it. Lovingly held it.
Sky’s face was beat red as she noticed that this wasn’t going to be enough before she looked up to her sister. Cherry panted with the heat of having even this gentle friction against her bosom. Her grin told the shy twin that she did in fact have a plan before she whispered, “I’ll go up. You’ll go down?”
Sky nodded, a small smile even managing to slip to her own lips before they did just that. They didn’t do it fast or forcefully, and always kept their breasts gripped tightly to each other, but they began to shift the friction. To move back and forth, up and down, starting with Sky pressing down, while Cherry almost stood up to make sure she could push from the top. From there they practically did squats as they continued their massage.
Fortunately for them, they didn’t have to wait long, as their breasts had already been soaked in precum by the first set of movements. By the fifth, Jacob’s body tightened again as he gripped the bed, having been breathing in Ophelna’s breasts the whole time. He now buried his face deeper into them, biting his lip to avoid biting them as he came between the twin’s breasts. This time though, with how they pressed around it, his cock didn’t send strands flying all over the temple. Instead, it was kept between their tits, which soon dripped with his seed as more and more of it flowed into the vice they made in the last minute.
Ophelna smiled as she began to feel Jacob’s body relax before she brought a hand up and ran it through his hair. He really was cute like this and compared to her centuries he was practically a baby. A baby she needed to finish testing though, despite how high his marks were. Besides, her own spell was starting to affect her now and she could use a good, hard stuffing. “Well, Jacob, it’s my turn, don’t you think? And don’t worry, I’m ready for every inch of you.”
To which she got… no response. Not a single word or murmur. All she got was soft breathing and a very, very relaxed man laying against her. A man who… “Did he really fall asleep? On me? I’m fucking me!”
“Ophelna, today was not about proving that you were some goddess. It was about testing him. He has little to no rage and never saw it fit to fight back. What did you get?”
Ophelna shot a quick glare at Master before she sighed, waving to her two apprentices to have them leave. Once they did in fact clear out, she looked to her equal once again. “My spell was next to ineffective. Either I messed it up so he wouldn’t go all day, or…”
“He was raised to want more than simply sex.” Master walked in front of Ophelna and the man in question, narrowing her eyes as he looked at his ragged body. “I imagine he would have done more had he not been through so much in the past day. He is tired, but…”
Ophelna bit her lip as she nodded in agreement. After all, they both knew what came next. They could hear the creaking of the tree around them. Its demand
s for the boy. For him to finally become well and truly a part of the forest. “Do you think he’ll say yes?”
“You don’t know him as well as I do. He will, and then he will leave us.”
Ophelna narrowed her eyes, now glaring back at Master. Before she could speak further, the strong elf threw a small, wooden stick she’d been holding at her friend. “It’s to go to school, you idiot. He has grander plans than simply this village and, for the same reasons why he is perfect, he will seek out more than simply our bodies. It may mean slowing our resurgence but that is not all a bad thing.”
Ophelna was silent for a moment before she let out a long sigh. “I wish I could be as objective as you sometimes you know.”
“It isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, especially since objectively I still fear the day he may ever decide all of this too much. That he is only one man.”
Ophelna looked down at the sleeping boy in her arms before shaking her head. “No. You may know of his strength, but I have seen his heart. He can love an entire people, of that I am certain. Now, let us take our leave so the wood may speak to him.”
There was no argument now. Not with how loud the wood screamed for them to go. It was time for the one who truly mattered to make its final decision, and whether or not that final gift would be accepted.
The Bond
Jacob blinked as he found himself on grass. Not on the bed or wood, but grass. Looking around himself he saw the grass going on as far as he could see with only one thing stopping it. A tree. A single, tree. It was average and ordinary in almost every way a tree could be, except for a few branches that had ended up growing low to the ground.
He grinned to himself as he saw that before his small limbs took him towards it. He leapt to the first branch, barely reaching it as he gripped the wood tight. It hurt a little, as the bark was still rough on his hands, but he didn’t care. No, instead he pulled himself up, just like any child as he made his way up the tree. From branch to branch he continued to leap as he made his way up, his limbs growing longer, stronger, his ascent growing faster and faster each time he fell from it.
All the while, a shadowy figure watched from the ground. Everytime he got to a new branch it would clap, hollar, encourage him to go higher, farther, to keep taking risks. He was there, so everything would be all right.
And then, one day, a branch snapped under his weight. He fell fast and hard, but it was on one of the first branches. One of the earliest that he had ever climbed. The one that had brought Jacob to the same height as his father for the first time. It was a moment that began to rouse his sleeping mind as he remembered what came afterward. The sun dimmed, the grass wilted, and a group of men pulled up in a car. They couldn’t even look at Jacob as he called to them, but now the child, the sixteen year old, was the shadow as the full grown Jacob stood tall and watched himself head for the memory. He didn’t need to follow though. He knew what was to come.
He turned back to the tree, but this time he was met with a different one. It was a sapling and a woman who looked like Ophelna was beside it. A man came next to her with pointed ears himself, kissing her on the cheek as she watered it. In time with the kiss, the tree grew another leaf and the two shared a small laugh at the fact.
A blur of motion and the scene changed. The tree was much, much taller now, dwarfing Jacob in size now. He saw more shadows rush around him. They looked so scared, so frantic, and then one of them fell. Then another and another and another. Those who dropped faded quickly as the tree beside him lost leaf after leaf before a rush of men came from behind him.
The elves that fought back were the ones who couldn’t sit still. Some were female, but most…
The picture shifted again as a group of only seven elves now sat around a new sapling. The tree before him was different though, this time imbued with hints of blue, red, and gold in its veins. Something inside him told him that he was somehow looking at a similar sapling to the one the elvish parents had been looking at. However, when the girls hugged, the tree did nothing. It didn’t respond, and with each woman’s shadow that disappeared, another branch of the sapling fell from it, until there was nothing and no one.
Elves are born tied to the forest. They do come from the forest. They come from all of the other elves of the forest and when the forest can spare the energy, a new elf is made. The more elves that can feed the forest, the more elves that can come. The only use for gender is that of love, care, and desire, necessary emotions that, when mixed with natural production, can produce stronger offspring faster. The chances without a male of one coming is zero though. Even your own progeny may have a one in a hundred chance of finally reviving what has been lost.
Jacob slowly nodded at the statement as he knelt before where the saproling had been. He checked the soil around it, looking for something. Something he had noticed. There, in the soil, was an acorn, laced with the same essences of life that the saproling had. It looked rotten, dying, and soon would be useless. Not that that meant anything to Jacob. Anything could look weak if you wanted it to be, just as anything could be strong, a thought he kept in mind as he gently kissed it.
If you plant that seed now, you will be connected to me. To us. The wood shall call you friend, Ranger, as we always have. You will never be able to entirely separate from these elves, and what you have given them will start helping them. Start leading to more. Are you ready for such-
The woods didn’t get a chance to finish their sentence before Jacob already planted the seed and the tree above him lowered its branches, accepting him into its covenant, and sealing his future. He would be instrumental in the revival of elves with his love, care, and kindness, something he agreed with entirely.
But he knew he still had more to do.
The Payoff of Hard Work
Jacob walked the familiar trail now but, for the first time in so long, he wasn’t alone. Instead, a man strode beside him. Jacob wore a sensible jacket, t-shirt, and jeans, while the man beside him had on a suit. One was a ranger and ecologist, known for his research into soil for his master’s degree and having found a rare compound that could help plants grow almost twice as strong and even slightly faster. The other… Well, he was a man with money that Jacob had met at a nature conservation party. One that Jacob would never have gotten into if not for his high marks back in school that made his professor bring him there.
Jacob looked back at his friend and smiled a little. “Sorry that this is taking so long, Will. I did warn you it was an all day trip though and we’re expected to get there before sundown.”
Will sighed as he scratched his normally pristine hair. “I know, and I love hiking as much as you do, but we’ve been at this for what? Six hours? Eight?”
“Four, but good try.” Jacob and Will shared a grin at each other, something the two friends who had known each other for almost twenty years now commonly did. A wealthy son who loved the mountain in his hometown, and a man who fought for it everytime the town below tried to commercialize it more and more. The two had done so much to protect it and now Will had enough excess personal wealth that he was considering buying the forest on the mountain as his own private property to protect it.
Jacob had asked him to give the land to someone though, which had complicated things. Honestly, Will expected some sort of hermit or something to be waiting for them. After all, Jacob wasn’t without his quirks. He always came back to the forest on Fridays, he refused to ever move from the town even for better jobs, and he never sought the company of women. If he didn’t know better, Will would even think the man gay, but he was usually too fed up with them to be interested in some testosterone filled meat head.
Instead of a hermit or a meathead though, Will saw a girl. She wore a hood over her head, hiding her features, but the odd, leather armor she wore let it be pretty easy to see what gender she was at least. Her sun kissed skin was the same as it had been when Jacob first saw it, a fact that always brought a smile to the aging man, and now the girl stood tall to look
upon her husband and his friend.
Jacob reached his hands out to his beloved and kissed her on the cheek. “Hello, Amelia. This is the man I’ve told you about. He may very well be able to help with the next step of my dream.”
Will scratched the back of his head, not wholly comfortable with what he was seeing. Fortunately, he also knew Jacob well enough that he could just call the guy out for anything creepy he was doing. “Um, hey, look, I’m happy to see you got a girl, but a forest is a pretty bad gift for a girlfriend whose what, twenty years younger than you? Is she even legal?”
“Well fuck you too!” Amelia put her fists on her hips, gritting her teeth in obvious agitation before she shot back at him with, “And what makes you so special as to be able to judge me? What, got friends in high places?”
Will rolled his eyes. Of course such a young kid wouldn’t know about him. “Yeah, I do actually. Will and I recently worked hard to help a legal friend of ours whose one of the top justices in the country, and that isn’t talking about my business or senatorial contacts!”
Amelia blinked a few times before looking up at Jacob. “Wow, you weren’t kidding when you said he likes to brag.”
Jacob chuckled a little as he patted the smaller girl’s head. “Yeah, but at least he can usually back it up with action, isn’t that right Will?”
Will frowned for a moment. He felt like he’d just been caught in some sort of trap. After all, it was only a week ago that the two had succeeded in their campaign for their friend and he was justly proud of it. Just as he was of much of his power, especially since he felt he used it responsibly. Well, at least, usually. He wouldn’t have Jacob as a friend if he didn’t, something he had seen play out with so many men who wanted Jacob to work with them to undermine environmental studies with his vast knowledge and almost psychic power to figure out what was wrong with a place.
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