urges

DEREK'S POV:

I found great satisfaction in the fortuitous creation of a chamber by the esteemed Rythmeus, which materialized ex nihilo, affording me a temporary abode. Liran's discernment was proven accurate, as Rythmeus truly exemplifies benevolence.

However, I anticipate forthcoming tribulations, as my vices, which held such a tight grip on me, have been eradicated. Consequently, my corporeal and mental faculties shall undergo unfavorable repercussions.

Even subsequent to departing through the portal, I remained burdened by the weighty burden of pressure, and an incessant anxiety persisted within me. I yearned to indulge in a cigarette or imbibe some libation, albeit my desires were thwarted due to the absence of such deleterious indulgences.

As my gaze ascended to meet Rythmeus, notwithstanding "his" kindness extended towards me and Liran, "his" imposing stature evoked a sense of intimidation. I felt diminutive, pitiable, and feeble in "his" presence. Standing well over six meters in height, Rythmeus possesses, in lieu of lower extremities, prodigious tentacles that sprawl across the room.

Never before have I felt such fragility; it is as though, if "he" so desired, "he" could effortlessly eradicate my existence, without even exerting an ounce of effort.

A disquietude of sorts enveloped me, intensifying my already burgeoning distress. I yearned for respite, a means to alleviate my agitation—a mere inhalation of solace. Alas, such recourse had been rendered inaccessible.

Addressing my companions, I beseeched, "Um... would you be so kind as to vacate this room momentarily?... I am in dire need of repose."

Rythmeus acquiesced, uttering a simple "Certainly."

Liran, with a parting glance toward the doorway, proclaimed, "I shall rendezvous with you at a later time."

Subsequently, Liran rose from their seat, directing their attention to the exit.

"Liran, let us depart," Rythmeus articulated.

The two figures made their way towards the door, eventually exiting the room, leaving me to my own devices. The door closed with a muffled thud, and I found myself enveloped in solitude.

A profound unease gripped me, causing my breaths to escalate in intensity. Overwhelmed by mounting stress, an unrelenting urge consumed me—a beckoning insistence that implored me to take action.

It was as though tears threatened to cascade down my cheeks.

Weary and beleaguered, I approached the bed, gingerly reclining upon its surface, seeking solace in its embrace.

My mind pondered the notion of seeking solace in slumber, a respite from the tumultuous thoughts that plagued me.

An instinctive impulse urged me to pull the blanket atop my form, to seek solace within its comforting embrace. Yet, inexplicably, I found myself unable to yield to the inclination, averse to the notion of finding respite or engaging in any restful activities. I was consumed by a profound sense of helplessness, uncertain of how to proceed.

Emotions surged within me, overwhelming and tumultuous. A desire to inflict harm upon myself welled up, compelling me towards an act of self-inflicted pain. Simultaneously, a peculiar sensation of arousal coursed through me, adding yet another layer of complexity to my already turbulent state of mind.

All these beings that ive seen... all of that porn that ive seen, i just wanted to rub my already hard cock.

Me: !...

God... my cock was so hard... i needed release, i needed to rub my own penis, i needed to fuck someone...

Rythmeus... what a naughty god... "his" body is so good, "hes" so massive and "his" muscles are so ginormous and juicy, great for touching,

And "his" pecs are so massive... i wanted to feel them... i wanted to fuck rythmeus.

All of these urges were just overwhelming to me... i didnt know of how to react or do...

Me: ah!... dammit!...

I then took off my pants, reaching my underwear... i was so hard and my underwear felt so tight.

Me: fuck...

I then took off my underwear, revealing my already hard and leaking cock, a bit of precum got out from my penis and reached my leg.

I was so close of touching myself... i was so horny and stressed.

And before i could touch my penis, i heard a knock on the door, it was rythmeus.

Rythmeus: Derek!... Do you desire refreshments or sustenance? I have brought something for you.

I was taken aback by the unexpected arrival of Rythmeus.

Me: Just a moment!... I am presently occupied...

I had to reattire myself, donning my undergarments and trousers once again.

Me (thoughts): Oh no...

Subsequently, I proceeded to don my undergarments, followed by my trousers.

I was now fully attired.

Me: You may enter.

After uttering those words, Rythmeus opened the door and stepped into the room, securely shutting it behind.

I directed my gaze towards Rythmeus and noticed that "he" was clasping a glass of water.

Rythmeus: I have procured a beverage for you... You may be parched.

Rythmeus proceeded to approach the bedside table where I lay, carefully placing the glass upon its surface. Shortly thereafter, Rythmeus seated themselves upon the bed, in close proximity to me.

Rythmeus then gazed down upon me, emanating an aura of both intimidation and exquisite beauty.

I could discern celestial bodies and the vast expanse of the cosmos adorning their ethereal form.

Their countenance lacked eyes, a nose, and a mouth, and even their auditory organs were nonexistent. Yet, their entire being exuded an otherworldly and resplendent cosmic allure.

What an exquisite deity they were.

Rythmeus: Are you feeling alright? You appear quite distressed.

Me: Um... it's nothing, really... just some impulses.

Rythmeus: I understand. It's only natural, considering you have ceased partaking in those detrimental substances. Your body will react in various ways.

And it seems that you also experience sexual desires and impulses.

Upon hearing this, I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment.

Me: Yes, it's just something that happens.

Rythmeus: Do not fret... I am aware of what crosses your mind~

Me: ?!...

Rythmeus: Haha! I jest, my friend. I merely arrived to offer you a beverage. Please, go ahead... partake of that glass of water.

Me: Alright...

I reached for the glass of water, grasping it gently and bringing it closer to myself. I took a sip, relishing in the refreshment it provided. The water was pleasantly cold and had a delightful taste.

Rythmeus: Feeling better now?

Me: Yes, thank you.

I placed the glass back on the table and reclined on the bed once more.

Rythmeus: Get yourself comfortable. If you require anything, do not hesitate to summon me, alright?

Me: Yes... alright.

Rythmeus then embraced me tightly, resting upon my form.

Me: ?!...

I was completely enveloped by the grandeur of Rythmeus's physique, with my head and a significant portion of my body nestled within the expanse of their chest muscles...

The magnificence of their pectoral muscles is astounding, and they feel incredibly supple... I have never experienced such bliss before. Just a simple embrace brought me immense pleasure, and I find myself feeling unexpectedly content.

After a few moments, Rythmeus released their hold, rose from the bed, and stood over me.

Rythmeus: I will bid you farewell for now. Take some time to rest.

Rythmeus then turned around, their gaze fixed upon the door. They proceeded to walk towards it, reaching it, opening it, and finally departing the room, closing the door behind them.

As I lay on the bed, reflecting on what had just transpired, I felt a profound sense of tranquility and relaxation wash over me. The most remarkable part is that I resisted the temptation to smoke or engage in any of those vices. I triumphed over my urges, at least for the time being.

A sense of pride welled up within me, for I had demonstrated resilience and self-control.

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