When I got home, I took the plant and put it on the table in front of the window and I watered it. It would get plenty of sunlight there. Then I took a shower and put on some boxers and an undershirt to go to bed in.
But I couldn’t sleep. My dick was hard enough to break bricks. I removed my clothes and looked down at my dick. It was leaking pre-cum and was a reddish-purple color. Leaning over I grabbed the lube off my nightstand.
I flipped open the lid and squirted some in my hand. I slicked up a hand and started rubbing my dick with it while my other hand went down to my ass. I slid a finger in and rubbed around till I found my prostate. Pleasure burst through me to go along with the sensation of my hand jerking my dick.
As I did this I thought about Jason. What I would like to do him and what I would want done to me. I wanted to feel him in me and around me. I wanted his arms to hold me and his body to love me so badly. I fantasized he was taking me and taking me hard.
“Jason, harder,” I wimpered still in my fantasy.
I was steadily working my way up to an orgasm when a smell, kind of like honey and lemons wafted through the air. The minute I smelt it, I finally blew. My hips shot up and my shoulders jammed back against the bed and pillows. Cum shot all over my chest and hand while my ass muscles worked my finger.
I collapsed down completely on my bed, tired beyond all belief. That orgasm was stronger than any I had ever felt. My eyes slid closed and I fell asleep with one hand still on my dick and another buried in my ass. Even still covered in my own cum.
***
Jason was cleaning up his own orgasm when the smell of lemon and honey appeared on the air. He looked over at the plant sitting on his desk. It was the twin to the one he had given Dayce. They both always did the same thing. Whether it be releasing that aphrodisiac scent or using those vines to wind itself around prey and drive them to orgasm.
The plant was created to release that smell when around unfulfilled desires or wants. What was even better was those two plants were also keyed to him. So the smell would only be released when someone had unfulfilled desires about him. He grinned and thanked his lovely witch sister for such a thoughtful gift even as the smell made him hard.
Seems Dayce had some wants and desires for him after all. Jason licked his lips and got into bed. The plants truly where amazing things. Because that smell meant they both smelled that scent. Now he could share Dayce’s dream. Or tweak it if he wanted. He couldn’t wait to fall asleep.
As he drifted off, he thought, I would like him tied naked to a four-poster bed with all kinds of goodies on a table beside it. Oh and a blindfold over his eyes please.
