Jack was trying not to fall asleep.
He was currently pinned under Sass, who was lying next to him, casually fondling his chest while she slept with one leg thrown across him. He was trying to think of a way to get out of bed without waking her. Teleporting would have left a gap, and she was snuggling up next to him like a body pillow, so there really didn't seem to be a way to quietly slip out of bed.
What he wanted to do was nod off. He was feeling exhausted and was enjoying that post-coitus glow, except if he did, he'd revert to Jack, and that was a conversation he didn't want. So he was fighting to stay awake by periodically digging his fingernails into the side of his thigh, ~This isn't going to work.~
He glanced at Sass with her lying next to him, her mouth open as she softly snored, ~I wonder if I ever did that?~ He blinked rapidly, ~Okay! Focus here! You are going to nod off! There has to be a solution. I wish there was some power that kept you awake.~ He squinted at Sass, ~Wait a minute.~
He turned his head to look at the ceiling, ~Shouldn't there be a power to relief fatigue?~ He closed his eyes for a few seconds and nothing happened, ~Damn it. I'm not thinking about this right. I need to apply what I know that works to this problem. So... if I can regenerate from wounds and broken bones, why... can't I regenerate fatigue?~ He nodded slowly, ~This should work.~ And closed his eyes to focus, ~Regenerate... fatigue...~
It took a minute, but suddenly he felt something click. Suddenly he felt the exhaustion start to leave his body as if he was recovering vitality faster. He grinned to himself as he figured out the solution to his problems and... He glanced down to notice he was pitching a tent.
At first he was somewhat impressed, ~I have found the secret to unlimited sex?~ But after a minute he noticed the downside, ~I... also feel like I haven't HAD sex.~ He frowned as he noticed a vague sort of discomfort, ~Wait a minute, I can undo the fatigue, at the cost of feeling like I've been blue balled? Brilliant, Jack!~ He brought his hand up to facepalm himself with a smack, ~Just Fuckin' Brilliant! Sort of defeats the purpose, doesn't it?~
The sound of smacking himself in the face got Sass' attention. She woke up with a start, looked around briefly, then noticed Jack, "Oh?" She looked a little embarrassed, "Oh. I- Uh..." She started to pull off him, but as she pulled her leg across him, she noticed his condition. She lifted the covers and looked down, "Ummm..." She lowered the sheet and looked at Jack, "Did... you fake it?"
jack blinked at her, "What? NO." He looked offended, "I did not fake anything I... just..." He lost the bravado in his voice, "Just... recover... quickly." He looked a bit embarrassed at this admission and avoided her gaze.
She lifted herself up on one elbow to eye him suspiciously. Without warning she threw off the cover then grabbed his hard on, "Really?"
Jack, feeling as if he hadn't done anything yet at all, let out a little whimper as she grabbed him, "Yeah! Really-Really."
She started to jack him off, "Then prove it. I want to watch."
Jack eyed her with wide eyes, ~Holy shit, are the bitches in this world are fuckin' nuts or am I just picking the weird ones?~ Jack bit his lower lip with a moan, "Uh... Okay. but faster would be better."
Sass looked a little surprised by his reaction and complied. Jack closed his eyes, ~Damn it, I just wanted to get out of here and take a nap. Five minutes on the bathroom floor would have been enough. Ah well, let's get this over with. The quicker the better.~ He let his mind drift to thoughts about the sex he just had, and mixed it in with thoughts about Myrtle. It didn't take more than a few minutes before he arched his hips a bit and shot his load onto his chest.
The whole time Sass was completely mesmerized.
She looked completely astounded when Jack climaxed and softly mumbled, "I don't believe it." In contrast to her reaction, she started jacking him off even faster, then milking every drop out she could, eventually letting go and slowly smearing it around on his chest . She couldn't take her eyes off him.
Jack was feeling increasingly weirded out.
"Uhhh... everything okay?" There was a tinge of fear in his voice. He expected the women on this planet to be sex obsessed, but this was more akin to the bizarre fetishes of the Japanese.
She looked up at him, "Huh? Oh. Uh... sorry. Umm..." She went back to rubbing his belly, "When I saw you hard again, I thought you faked it the first time. I didn't believe a guy could cum in under a half hour, much less three minutes." She glanced up at a digital clock on her nightstand, "And twice in a half hour, no less." She looked back at his eyes, "And without lube." This last statement seemed to be the part she had the most difficulty accepting.
"Huh?"
She averted her eyes, "Sorry. I don't know how it is where you come from, but here... guys... take a long time to get in the mood, and take a long time to... climax." She reached down to cup his balls and slowly fondle them, "I think I saw a porno once of a guy who came without using lube once, but we're talking a porno. So, I bet it was done with trick photography."
Jack had made the mistake of not turning off his newly recreate fatigue recovery power and it only took a good thirty seconds before he started to get stiff again. As soon as he realized, he turned it off, but it was too late. He again was at the ready, and again, he had completely lost that glowing post-sex haze, ~I'm the sex machine I always wanted to be, but I can't enjoy it??? What is This? Did I die and get sent to HELL???"
Sass on the other hand had a different opinion on the matter, "You truly are an angel sent from heaven, aren't you?" Ash she moved her hand up, Jack abruptly pulled away, "Wait wait wait..." She looked confused, "I might be... ready... but too much sex right in a row isn't... comfortable." He grabbed the sheet and pulled it up to cover his crotch, ~I do not want to get stuck in an endless cycle of eternal blue balls.~
Sass raised her eyebrows, "AH. I see. Right." She paused then reached out to grab him and yank him back into the bed. He yelped as he found himself pinned below her, "Is two your limit?"
Lying there, staring up at her large breasts hanging in front of him, Jack couldn't help but return to attention. She glanced down with a grin, "Maybe three?" And grabbed his hard on again. She looked like a kid in a candy store who had found a broken machine that gave out unlimited sweets. You just had to keep cranking the knob.
Jack whimpered and felt torn. It was as if he had returned to the start and was just as ready as if he hadn't at all, "Why are obsessed with this?" He couldn't help but notice his voice had taken on a bit of a whiny, nasally tone to it.
She looked a little puzzled, then nodded slowly, "Ah. Well... here. In this universe, it takes forever to get a guy to cum. It is so much work. To get him in the mood, to get him going, to get him hard, to get him inside you, then to finally get him to cum?" She let out a long 'mmm' sound, "nothing better. It's so easy for a woman to cum, but it's an accomplishment to get a man to cum, and frankly, it is SOOOOoooo sexy."
She got a real predatorial look in her eyes, "I don't know how to explain it. How your cum smells? How it looks? What your face looks like when it happens..." She bit her lower lip, "One more time?"
Jack was feeling horny, but at the same time frustrated. This seemed like a lose-lose situation, "Look, I think... maybe we... Uh..." He looked away, not quite sure what to do.
Sass let out a long whimper, "Oh... c'mon! I'm ready! You're ready! I need this." She grabbed him by the chin and turned his head to face her, "I. NEED. This."
Her look was so intense, Jack was afraid she was going to fuck him, regardless what he said. He took a deep breath, then let it out slow, ~Originally you were doing this to make her feel better. Just man up and take one for the team.~ He closed his eyes to center himself, ~Lets see what her limits are.~ When he opened his eyes he looked at her in a fashion to mirror her lust, "Only one more time?" He reached down to guide himself inside her and lift his hips to meet her, "Show me what you got."
---
A half hour and a half dozen orgasms later, Sass was lying flat on her back, covered in sweat and softly giggling. For the first fifteen minutes she was all dominating and seemed to love verbally insulting Jack, calling him a cum pump, fuck meat, and a cunt warmer, but after the third climax, she got a glazed over look in her eye. She clearly wanted to just pass out, but some sort of perverse pride had taken over and she was going to out fuck Jack, one way or another.
She failed.
Jack, on the other hand, was stuck in a tortuous cycle of having an amazing orgasm, almost immediately followed by that feeling being stripped from him, only to be replaced by a horny feeling of anticipation. If it was possible to be completely sexually satisfied and have the worse case of blue balls in human history, at the exact same time, Jack had figured a way to do it.
Sass finally passed out on the bed, and this time Jack had little trouble slipping out of bed. He immediately proceeded over to her private bathroom and closed the door. He stared in the mirror as he tried to put his current feelings into words. Failing to do so, he ran the sink and ducked his head under the cold water, letting it run over the back of his head for a while. He paused to drink directly from the faucet then turned it off and stared at his reflection. His long hair clung to the sides of his head while water dripped off him onto the marble countertop.
On impulse he reverted to being Jack. Almost all the water was rung all at once as his hair suddenly shrunk to its normal length. Rivulets of water splashed off him all over the counter and the floor where he stood. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he also felt different. He reached over to grab a towel from a bar and wiped himself off while trying to compose his thoughts, "Why..." He rubbed his face, then dropped the towel to look closer at himself, "This is me."
He reached out to touch his reflection, but stopped just short of the glass. He stared at his hand as he suddenly shifted back to Angel. He watched his hand become stronger and more youthful before his very eyes. He shifted his gaze back to the mirror and frowned, "You're the mask." He leaned in close, "You'd do well to remember that." She shifted back to being Jack and tilted his head to the side, "Janus syndrome my ass. There's only me. Only Jack."
Through the closed door he heard Sass call out, "Angel?" She had a worried tone to her voice. Instantly he changed into Angel as he responded, "One second!" He picked up the towel, folded it, and put it back where he found it. He moved to step out back into her bedroom, but froze with his hand on the doorknob. He glanced at himself in the mirror as something dawned on him and filled him with a sense of dread.
~That's the fastest I ever shifted to being Angel.~
Jack was trying not to fall asleep.
He was currently pinned under Sass, who was lying next to him, casually fondling his chest while she slept with one leg thrown across him. He was trying to think of a way to get out of bed without waking her. Teleporting would have left a gap, and she was snuggling up next to him like a body pillow, so there really didn't seem to be a way to quietly slip out of bed.
What he wanted to do was nod off. He was feeling exhausted and was enjoying that post-coitus glow, except if he did, he'd revert to Jack, and that was a conversation he didn't want. So he was fighting to stay awake by periodically digging his fingernails into the side of his thigh, ~This isn't going to work.~
He glanced at Sass with her lying next to him, her mouth open as she softly snored, ~I wonder if I ever did that?~ He blinked rapidly, ~Okay! Focus here! You are going to nod off! There has to be a solution. I wish there was some power that kept you awake.~ He squinted at Sass, ~Wait a minute.~
He turned his head to look at the ceiling, ~Shouldn't there be a power to relief fatigue?~ He closed his eyes for a few seconds and nothing happened, ~Damn it. I'm not thinking about this right. I need to apply what I know that works to this problem. So... if I can regenerate from wounds and broken bones, why... can't I regenerate fatigue?~ He nodded slowly, ~This should work.~ And closed his eyes to focus, ~Regenerate... fatigue...~
It took a minute, but suddenly he felt something click. Suddenly he felt the exhaustion start to leave his body as if he was recovering vitality faster. He grinned to himself as he figured out the solution to his problems and... He glanced down to notice he was pitching a tent.
At first he was somewhat impressed, ~I have found the secret to unlimited sex?~ But after a minute he noticed the downside, ~I... also feel like I haven't HAD sex.~ He frowned as he noticed a vague sort of discomfort, ~Wait a minute, I can undo the fatigue, at the cost of feeling like I've been blue balled? Brilliant, Jack!~ He brought his hand up to facepalm himself with a smack, ~Just Fuckin' Brilliant! Sort of defeats the purpose, doesn't it?~
The sound of smacking himself in the face got Sass' attention. She woke up with a start, looked around briefly, then noticed Jack, "Oh?" She looked a little embarrassed, "Oh. I- Uh..." She started to pull off him, but as she pulled her leg across him, she noticed his condition. She lifted the covers and looked down, "Ummm..." She lowered the sheet and looked at Jack, "Did... you fake it?"
jack blinked at her, "What? NO." He looked offended, "I did not fake anything I... just..." He lost the bravado in his voice, "Just... recover... quickly." He looked a bit embarrassed at this admission and avoided her gaze.
She lifted herself up on one elbow to eye him suspiciously. Without warning she threw off the cover then grabbed his hard on, "Really?"
Jack, feeling as if he hadn't done anything yet at all, let out a little whimper as she grabbed him, "Yeah! Really-Really."
She started to jack him off, "Then prove it. I want to watch."
Jack eyed her with wide eyes, ~Holy shit, are the bitches in this world are fuckin' nuts or am I just picking the weird ones?~ Jack bit his lower lip with a moan, "Uh... Okay. but faster would be better."
Sass looked a little surprised by his reaction and complied. Jack closed his eyes, ~Damn it, I just wanted to get out of here and take a nap. Five minutes on the bathroom floor would have been enough. Ah well, let's get this over with. The quicker the better.~ He let his mind drift to thoughts about the sex he just had, and mixed it in with thoughts about Myrtle. It didn't take more than a few minutes before he arched his hips a bit and shot his load onto his chest.
The whole time Sass was completely mesmerized.
She looked completely astounded when Jack climaxed and softly mumbled, "I don't believe it." In contrast to her reaction, she started jacking him off even faster, then milking every drop out she could, eventually letting go and slowly smearing it around on his chest . She couldn't take her eyes off him.
Jack was feeling increasingly weirded out.
"Uhhh... everything okay?" There was a tinge of fear in his voice. He expected the women on this planet to be sex obsessed, but this was more akin to the bizarre fetishes of the Japanese.
She looked up at him, "Huh? Oh. Uh... sorry. Umm..." She went back to rubbing his belly, "When I saw you hard again, I thought you faked it the first time. I didn't believe a guy could cum in under a half hour, much less three minutes." She glanced up at a digital clock on her nightstand, "And twice in a half hour, no less." She looked back at his eyes, "And without lube." This last statement seemed to be the part she had the most difficulty accepting.
"Huh?"
She averted her eyes, "Sorry. I don't know how it is where you come from, but here... guys... take a long time to get in the mood, and take a long time to... climax." She reached down to cup his balls and slowly fondle them, "I think I saw a porno once of a guy who came without using lube once, but we're talking a porno. So, I bet it was done with trick photography."
Jack had made the mistake of not turning off his newly recreate fatigue recovery power and it only took a good thirty seconds before he started to get stiff again. As soon as he realized, he turned it off, but it was too late. He again was at the ready, and again, he had completely lost that glowing post-sex haze, ~I'm the sex machine I always wanted to be, but I can't enjoy it??? What is This? Did I die and get sent to HELL???"
Sass on the other hand had a different opinion on the matter, "You truly are an angel sent from heaven, aren't you?" Ash she moved her hand up, Jack abruptly pulled away, "Wait wait wait..." She looked confused, "I might be... ready... but too much sex right in a row isn't... comfortable." He grabbed the sheet and pulled it up to cover his crotch, ~I do not want to get stuck in an endless cycle of eternal blue balls.~
Sass raised her eyebrows, "AH. I see. Right." She paused then reached out to grab him and yank him back into the bed. He yelped as he found himself pinned below her, "Is two your limit?"
Lying there, staring up at her large breasts hanging in front of him, Jack couldn't help but return to attention. She glanced down with a grin, "Maybe three?" And grabbed his hard on again. She looked like a kid in a candy store who had found a broken machine that gave out unlimited sweets. You just had to keep cranking the knob.
Jack whimpered and felt torn. It was as if he had returned to the start and was just as ready as if he hadn't at all, "Why are obsessed with this?" He couldn't help but notice his voice had taken on a bit of a whiny, nasally tone to it.
She looked a little puzzled, then nodded slowly, "Ah. Well... here. In this universe, it takes forever to get a guy to cum. It is so much work. To get him in the mood, to get him going, to get him hard, to get him inside you, then to finally get him to cum?" She let out a long 'mmm' sound, "nothing better. It's so easy for a woman to cum, but it's an accomplishment to get a man to cum, and frankly, it is SOOOOoooo sexy."
She got a real predatorial look in her eyes, "I don't know how to explain it. How your cum smells? How it looks? What your face looks like when it happens..." She bit her lower lip, "One more time?"
Jack was feeling horny, but at the same time frustrated. This seemed like a lose-lose situation, "Look, I think... maybe we... Uh..." He looked away, not quite sure what to do.
Sass let out a long whimper, "Oh... c'mon! I'm ready! You're ready! I need this." She grabbed him by the chin and turned his head to face her, "I. NEED. This."
Her look was so intense, Jack was afraid she was going to fuck him, regardless what he said. He took a deep breath, then let it out slow, ~Originally you were doing this to make her feel better. Just man up and take one for the team.~ He closed his eyes to center himself, ~Lets see what her limits are.~ When he opened his eyes he looked at her in a fashion to mirror her lust, "Only one more time?" He reached down to guide himself inside her and lift his hips to meet her, "Show me what you got."
---
A half hour and a half dozen orgasms later, Sass was lying flat on her back, covered in sweat and softly giggling. For the first fifteen minutes she was all dominating and seemed to love verbally insulting Jack, calling him a cum pump, fuck meat, and a cunt warmer, but after the third climax, she got a glazed over look in her eye. She clearly wanted to just pass out, but some sort of perverse pride had taken over and she was going to out fuck Jack, one way or another.
She failed.
Jack, on the other hand, was stuck in a tortuous cycle of having an amazing orgasm, almost immediately followed by that feeling being stripped from him, only to be replaced by a horny feeling of anticipation. If it was possible to be completely sexually satisfied and have the worse case of blue balls in human history, at the exact same time, Jack had figured a way to do it.
Sass finally passed out on the bed, and this time Jack had little trouble slipping out of bed. He immediately proceeded over to her private bathroom and closed the door. He stared in the mirror as he tried to put his current feelings into words. Failing to do so, he ran the sink and ducked his head under the cold water, letting it run over the back of his head for a while. He paused to drink directly from the faucet then turned it off and stared at his reflection. His long hair clung to the sides of his head while water dripped off him onto the marble countertop.
On impulse he reverted to being Jack. Almost all the water was rung all at once as his hair suddenly shrunk to its normal length. Rivulets of water splashed off him all over the counter and the floor where he stood. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he also felt different. He reached over to grab a towel from a bar and wiped himself off while trying to compose his thoughts, "Why..." He rubbed his face, then dropped the towel to look closer at himself, "This is me."
He reached out to touch his reflection, but stopped just short of the glass. He stared at his hand as he suddenly shifted back to Angel. He watched his hand become stronger and more youthful before his very eyes. He shifted his gaze back to the mirror and frowned, "You're the mask." He leaned in close, "You'd do well to remember that." She shifted back to being Jack and tilted his head to the side, "Janus syndrome my ass. There's only me. Only Jack."
Through the closed door he heard Sass call out, "Angel?" She had a worried tone to her voice. Instantly he changed into Angel as he responded, "One second!" He picked up the towel, folded it, and put it back where he found it. He moved to step out back into her bedroom, but froze with his hand on the doorknob. He glanced at himself in the mirror as something dawned on him and filled him with a sense of dread.
~That's the fastest I ever shifted to being Angel.~
