PATREON EXCLUSIVE SNEAK PEEK : Exerp from Monster Brother CYOA

NOTE: This Sneak Peek is exclusive to Patreon Subscribers and will not be shared anywhere else!

You run off the bridge, looking quickly around for somewhere you can hide. Off to one side is a painstakingly created sunflower house, just perfect for afternoon tea or, in your case, a trespasser trying to make themselves scarce! You duck inside, tucking away from the entry and slipping in amongst the greenery. There is a soft aroma that reminds you of the daisies which one grew in the field behind your house. In any other situation this might be calming. But at the moment you're only concerned you might get caught!

You peek out from the foliage to see what is going on and spy one of the fountain men standing there in his robes, clearly flirting with a guest in a well tailored suit. He touches the guest shyly at first, speaking quietly, leaning down to ensure their contact is kept intimate and sweet. At first it doesn't seem to be working, but you hear a delighted laugh echo across the garden and you can see the guest reach forward to play with the swoop of the gray robe, teasing their fingers over the exposes chest. 

A warmth builds up over you cheeks as you see the fountain man tilt the guests chin up and whisper something to them. A quick nod tells you that whatever was offered was received enthusiastically, and the lithe entertainer brings their mouths together in a deep kiss. You hear a sharp groan of longing, and the guest drops to their knees, lifting the hem of the man's robes with near reverence! 

It is as if you are watching something taboo, not for it's sexual nature, but for it's seeming worshipful intention! You tell yourself you should take this chance to sneak away, but you can't tear your eyes from the scene. A wet, sucking noise builds slowly, and you can see the fountain man open his mouth, appreciating the dedication. The warmth spread down your throat like a hot beverage and pools in your chest, your eyes locked on the head bobbing up and down. 

The entertainer places their heads on the back of the guests head and encourages them to take it deeper. A throaty gurgling echoes in your ears and you stifle a gasp as they continue to suck his cock as if it were more important than air! At the next gag, the man's eyes fly open and you have to slap your hands over you mouth to keep from making any noise!

His eyes shine like a cat in the window, reflecting the light as his lips pull back in a hungry smile. He laughs and his voice reverberates in your ears, suddenly quite audible. "Suck well, mortal. Drink as if the gods themselves offer you ambrosia from their cup." He orders, and the guest complies, burying their head down with determination. "You will not remember tonight, save in the dreams that will haunt you for years to come. Yet no matter how you search for, no matter how you try to slake your thirst, you will always know it could not be as good what you once had. After that, it is only a matter of time."

You can hear their voice thud about in your brain as if he were talking directly to you. It calls to you, pushing you forward. You shake yourself loose, realizing you should move while you can. You stand up to sneak out only to trip, stumbling forward from the sunflower house with a sharp yelp! You manage to catch yourself before you smack your head on the cobblestone, but the moment you raise your head, the first thing you see are those lambent eyes staring at you quizzically.

"Hello. Would you like to come and play too?"