Nov 20 “Lick” 

#NoNutNarrator

“Just sit down right here hon. Face that way, yup. You can lean back against my tummy.”

As Fisch guides him on where to go, Afterglow takes a seat in the grass between the Goodra’s spread legs. He gets the feeling Fisch is up to something, and considering how this month has been going so far, he suspects it might end with Fisch teasing him.

His suspicions rise when he faces the direction he’s told to and he sees practically the entire Lightkeeper Flock looking in his direction. Suddenly all eyes are on him. Despite his leadership role, he feels vulnerable at the moment, and finds himself blushing at the amount of attention, wondering what’s about to happen.

“…Why is everyone looking at me, Fisch?” Glow asks without breaking eye contact with the flock of sheep.

“We decided to get together and give you a group birthday present, hon.” From his position sitting behind the sheep, Fisch sets his paws on Glow’s shoulders, or at least the closest thing he has with those flippers of his.

“Okay… what is it?” Glow asks, cautiously optimistic.

“Everyone here in your loving flock is going to give you a kiss, one after another.”

“That’s a lot of kisses!” Glow says, his striped ears lifting.

“With their tongue.”

“Their tongue?” Glow parrots.

“Right down here.” Fisch slides his paws down to Glow’s thighs, pulling them apart to reveal the Ampharos’s sheath and heavy balls to the flock in front of them.

Glow feels that warm blush on his face again. This sounds like a wonderful lewd treat, but the first thing that comes to mind is his current predicament. “Ah, but, Fisch, I know it’s my birthday but I still have to not cum, remember?”

“Don’t worry, it’s only one lick from each of them,” Fisch says with a gentle smile. “You’ll be fine, dear.”

The idea of what’s about to happen, combined with his current level of need, makes Afterglow aroused already. Without a single touch, the tip of his cock emerges from his sheath. “But, what if so many of them make me—?” Glow begins to protest, cut off when he’s distracted by a Mew floating in front of him.

“Cameo wanted to be first,” Fisch explains. “Is that ok?”

“Oh, uh, yes. Sure – please, go ahead,” Glow says, disarmed by the familiar cutie who’s pleasured him so many times before. His legs are already spread and his cocktip already presented, so he can’t even make his posture more welcoming if he tried.

With a smile, the Mew floats down between Glow’s legs and takes the sides of his sheath in both paws. Glow watches his every move, excited. Cameo puts his tongue against the underside of Glow’s peeking tip, and slides it down, so his tongue slips into the space between Glow’s cock and his sheath a little bit. Glow gasps at the sensation and his hips jerk up. He can’t help it. The movement buries his entire cocktip in Cameo’s mouth for a short moment.

“Easy, hon,” Fisch tells Glow, using his paws to restrain those yellow hips. “Just one lick.”

The ram groans, and Cameo floats backwards, looking happy with how excited he made Glow. As Cameo, Fisch, and the Lightkeeper Flock look on, Afterglow’s member unsheathes itself. Inch by inch, fairly speedily, pushing up out of his sheath and presenting his full, long erection to everyone. Everyone who’s about to get a turn.

“Poor horny boy,” Fisch says, giving Glow’s blushing cheek a kiss. “Ready for your next one?”

“…Certainly looks like I’m ready,” Glow admits after a moment’s hesitation. 

A Mareep steps forward from the crowd, making their way between Glow’s legs. “Happy birthday, Alpha,” they say, before running their tongue across the long dick in front of their face. 

“Thank you,” Glow says, either for the birthday wishes, for the lick, or for both. He sounds distracted and restrained when he says it, spending a significant amount of his attention on keeping his body sitting still.

While the Mareep steps away, Fisch quietly calls Glow a good boy for staying still. The sheep almost wants to give a happy bleat in response, but feels a little too embarrassed to.

A Flaaffy steps in front of Glow next, taller than the other two kissers so far. “Is it ok if I hold your shaft while I lick, Alpha?”

“Sure, just… don’t stroke or squeeze at all. I really need to keep it together here,” he answers.

The Flaaffy takes a gentle hold on each side of Glow’s shaft, perfectly in the middle of his length. It throbs at the touch. The pink sheep opens up their mouth and slides their tongue along the tip. With Fisch’s help, Glow restrains his hips, but he can’t restrain his moan, or the string of precum that spurts from his tip, landing right in the Flaaffy’s mouth.

The pink sheep is delighted. They close their mouth and savour the pre, letting go of Glow’s cock to touch their cheeks instead. “Thank you so much, Alpha! Oh and happy birthday!”

“You’re wel— I mean, thank you?” Glow’s mind is a little scrambled from the barely restrained arousal and the mixture of reactions. 

The next sheep is a second Mareep, who trots right up to Glow’s cock and tells him “Happy birthday Afterglow! I hope you like all our presents.” With that, they run their tongue up Glow’s length a single time, giving him a wonderful tingle that makes him huff and puff and work even harder to keep his hips still.

“Fisch,” Glow says as he gasps for a breath. His face is already super red. “If the entire flock does this, I think I’m gonna cum during one of them…” he warns.

“No cumming, hon. Not till November’s over,” Fisch reminds him. As if he didn’t have that in his mind at all times.

The Ampharos groans in protest, and while he does, another Flaaffy licks his cock. “Can I have a kiss while we do this?” he asks.

“Of course dear. We can kiss whenever you like,” Fisch says, looking at his sunny sheep lovingly.

Glow tilts his head to the side and tilts it way up. Fisch tilts his to the side and down. Fisch hugs Glow from behind, and they smooch in the way they always do when Fisch is sitting behind Glow. Glow licks at Fisch’s tongue, and Fisch licks back. While they kiss, a Mareep and a Flaaffy team up between Glow’s legs to give him a lick at the same time. The attention from three tongues at once, however brief they may be, sets off Afterglow’s arousal in a big way. With a pitiful-sounding moan, he almost cums right then and there.

Only several dozen sheep licks to go…