Sharing My World - part 5

Lieutenant Valez had never seen a room this bare. It was devoid of any ornamentation; there wasn't even a hint of color, everything was just stark white and gray. He remembered looking out of the Sxanian transport vehicle when they were first escorted to the Council Chamber and he recalled seeing nothing. The Sxanina terrain was bare, there weren't any vegetation or any sign of animal life, not for a long time. He exchanged a look with Lieutenant Brian Brambon, one of Starlight's geologist and he just returned his look with a shrug.

Now hours after their capture, Valez finally understood why the planet was barren. As he was being led into yet another chamber flanked by Sxanian guards it dawned on him that the Sxanians had consumed everything on their planet, leaving it a virtual wasteland. And their windowless buildings prevented them from facing the effects of their gluttony and indulgence. Though technologically superior, the Sxanians had sacrificed everything for the sake of their own enjoyment. Their wanton hunger for the next thing that tingles their taste buds was probably what made them contact the ship. Like a fly to a trap, thought Valez.

The white doors slipped open silently and the guards gripped the naked young man by his forearms and pulled him in. There was a quiet hum in the room; the sound of some sort of machinery. Valez gasped when he saw that on five hovering platforms lay the landing party. They were all stripped of their uniforms and there were tubing inserted into their testicles. Cylindrical casings were lowered from the machines overhead and capped each man's erection. There would be a soft whine from the machine and the men convulse slightly as their hard cocks gave up their thick cream. The white contribution would then be sucked up into the tubing as the tubes attached to their bodies began stimulating their bodies again. Valez watched as one lowered down encasing Commander Neil Tesper's thick cock. Tesper's ball sac tightened around his testis like a little airtight bag. As the pair of large balls rolled up inside the snug flesh pouch, Tesper's penis twitched and he emptied his load into the transparent casing.

“Are they...”

“They are very much alive. And thanks to you, we know what to do to extract the delicious nectar from them,” said Paq with a slight smirk on his face.

“Soon when your captain sends more of your friends down, we would be able to produce more of this human honey.”

“They'll know something's wrong when we don't call the ship, you won't...”

“That'll be our problem, not yours my young friend. Don't worry, we have our ways. And even if your captain resists, we have the means to bring the ship here,” said Paq as he wiped an arrant drop of cum off Ensign Joseph Mackie's thigh with his finger and sucked on it. “Delicious.”

“Where is Lieutenant Linde?” Valez asked noticing that Toby was missing.

“Let's go see him now,” sneered Paq pulling Valez to the adjacent room.
...

Lieutenant Commander Stone forced himself to consciousness and pulled himself up.

“Is everyone okay?” he called.

“We're fine,” said Wong who was already at the consul checking the craft's status. “Shadow is fine too, just a few scrapes,” reported Wong. The five-men security team were slowly getting up from the floor. Some of them had a few bangs on the shoulder but nothing major.

“We're about ten kilometers away from the city, that's the closest we could land without being able to properly scan the terrain,” Wong continued his status report.

“Did we get some shots of the city grid as we were landing?”

“Yes, projecting them now, sir.”

A holo-map appeared and Stone leaned in to study it. He didn't like that they had to fly in blind and he had precious little time to finalize his rescue plan but he'll just have to make do. He knew that the Sxanians would be on their way now to greet the landing barge and they would soon discover that it was empty. He needed to get moving fast.

…

“What other secret delights do you humans have to offer, I wonder,” hissed the Sxanian in the room. He was at least a head taller than any other Valez had seen in the facility. Behind the tall Sxanian he saw Linde on his knees and tied up – he seemed barely conscious.

The other Sxanians pushed Valez to the floor and swiftly bound him too. The tall Sxanian stood over the two men and started to take off his cloak. Without the red robes Valez saw what the Sxanians really looked like. Aside from a mouth and a long slit for what Valez figured would be the alien's eye, the Sxanian's body had no other visible exterior organs. “Their bodies are bare just like their planet,” thought Valez.

“Meet Iox, my young friend,” said Paq looking down at Valez. He then paused to think of words the human would understand. “He is... our butcher.”

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This took me a few days to do. And it was fun making it. Fuels my imagination about possible storylines to come. Enjoy!

Sharing My World - part 4

Lieutenant Antonio Valez shivered in the dark. It was more than just the cold or the fact that he was naked that made his body tremble involuntarily. The fact was he was terrified. He curled up in a fetal position, as if making himself smaller would shield him from all that he had been through since landing on Sxania.

On the stone table three feet away was Lieutenant Cooper. Valez could only see, from where he was, Cooper's body twitching every few minutes. Cooper's legs were spread apart and the rest of him was held down by some sort of energy restraints. The Sxanians had worked on him for over an hour and for the last ten minutes, Cooper had stopped screaming.

Valez couldn't see what they were doing to Cooper until one of the Sxanians who stood between Cooper's spreadeagled body moved away. Valez's eyes widened in horror. Cooper's scrotum had been sliced open and his exposed testis were each punctured by a glowing energy tube. There were more tubes between his legs; some punctured his perineum while others were inserted into his anus. Where there were no openings, the Sxanians made one with a laser scalpel. Cooper's cock stood erect, wet with a mixture of semen, blood and oil. A Sxanian working on him held up the hard organ and eased down the thick foreskin. Valez remembered how much love he had given to that short fold of skin. Cooper really liked it when Valez playfully pinched the tip of his foreskin and kneaded the prepuce underneath with his fingers. The Sxanian inserted a tube into his urethra and Cooper whimpered weakly when he felt the invasive object push through the eye of his penis and went inside him.

A pair of feet stepped in front of Valez. He looked up and immediately recognized the half-shrouded face as Paq, the Sxanian Chancellor.

“Why are you doing this?” Valez summoned all his strength to say. “Where are the rest of my crew mates?”

The alien looked down at the human but didn't say anything. He gestured to the others and they pulled Valez to his feet. Paq leaned in close to Valez's face and sneered. “If your kind didn't provide us with such delicious treats, we would have destroyed you once you landed.”

Paq turned around and held out his hand pointing at Cooper's limp body. “Don't you see? We are connoisseurs,” he said. “We sent cloaked vessels when we detected you. They shadowed you for weeks, extracting information from your memory banks. We now have knowledge of your biological make up, your procreation methods as well as your sexual proclivities. You have intrigued our very advanced palate and your species have really, as you say it, whet our appetites.”

Paq waved his hand and the Sxanians working on Cooper took a step back. “You see we have come to enjoy the human body. You're all so simple and fragile,” said Paq placing his hands on Cooper's tortured body. “Right now we've discovered how delicious your semen is and how valuable this simple syrup can become, now that you are on the verge of extinction. We can certainly use you in very profitable ways.”

“Think of it like...” Paq paused searching his memory for the right reference to make the human understand. “...like beluga caviar, bluefin tuna, bear bile or shark's fin, from your planet.”

“I've never even seen those things before!” yelled Valez whose frustrations and fear drove hot tears down his face.

“Of course not, they are extinct, your species consumed it all. And now so will your kind. Ironic isn't it?” laughed Paq. “And as for your friends, well right now we are... stripping them down, as it were, to discover what other goodies your frail little humanoid forms hold.”

“Why...?”

“Why not you too?” preempted Paq. “Well little one, we needed you to demonstrate the triggers to various human bodily functions. But don't worry, you'll join your friends soon enough.”
…

Stone sat at the helm of the scoutcraft Shadow and watched from his viewscreen as the landing barge took off into the darkness of space. He waited a few minutes for the barge to clear the ship. Then he adjusted his helmet and glanced over at the pilot, Lieutenant Joel Wong, who was studying their flight plan.

Behind them was a team of five security personnel locking themselves into their seats. For a brief second Stone worried that the alien terrain and their mission might be too much for his team, but he knew that these men were trained, just as he was, to excel in the unexpected. Each man on the Shadow were carrying a prototype bracket blaster strapped on their wrists. This onyx bracelet served both as a homing/scanning device as well as a weapon. “We're gonna need every edge we can get,” thought Stone.

“Alright jarheads, let's get down there and get our people home,” said Stone. He gave Wong a nod and the craft fired up. Stone sat back in his chair and felt his heart racing. From the scans Starlight took of the planet's orbit, he knew that the craft had to maneuver through a thick layer of micrometeo. “These suckers are like bullets and can penetrate Shadow's limited shielding,” the captain had said during their briefing. And after that, who knows? The ship couldn't scan past the planet's atmosphere and they were going to have to fly in blind and wing it from there.

“Brace yourselves men,” said Stone over the hum of the engines. “We're gonna to be tossed around like jockstraps in the dryer!”

On Board

Ensign Luke Jamerson found out why Lieutenant Juan Mendoza was known as the human geyser.

Sharing My World - part 3

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Sharing My World - part 2

The echos of footfalls ricocheted off the polished surfaces of the chamber. The large room wasn't ornate in any way; a pillar here, a stone table there. Lieutenant Kevin Cooper, the security officer assigned to the landing party couldn't distinguish how many people were coming towards him. Cooper was strapped down on a flat stone slab which was on an elevated platform. From where he was, he could only rely on his ears.

Something had gone really wrong, he thought to himself. But what? Cooper tried to shake off the cloud that was preventing him from remembering the events of a few hours ago, but he couldn't. All he could tell right now was that he was tied up and the landing party that were under his care were nowhere to be seen.

Cooper heard whispers. The Sxanians! Yes of course, they were here to see the Sxanians. He remembered walking into this chamber with the rest of the landing team. They were greeted and offered a drink, which they consumed. “So we were drugged! But why? Why would the Sxanians invite us to their planet and drug us?” thought Cooper.

Cooper heard more whispers. Then a familiar voice. It was Lieutenant Antonio Valez, but he wasn't speaking properly.

“Show us!” came a booming voice.

“Please... this isn't the way we -”

“Show us right now or we will harm the rest of your friends!” another voice, different from the first one thought Cooper.

“Why are you doing this?” asked Valez, his voice shaking. He sounded afraid and it was clear that he had been crying.

“You will show us!” came another voice and it was followed by a scream of pain from Valez.

Cooper tried to fight his binds, he tried to yell back but he could neither move nor speak. “What have they done to me?” he thought as fear started to creep up on him. He was a trained soldier, and he had seen things that would make any man hurl, but it never interfered in him carrying out his duties. But this wasn't the same.

Cooper felt Valez coming up next to him. The younger man's face was bruised and the thick soft lips that Cooper had once kissed were split open. When Valez tried to talk, flecks of caked blood dropped from his mouth.

“I'm sorry Coop,” said Valez weakly. Cooper could just look at him and hoped that his expression was enough to tell Valez that everything was going to be fine.
Valez was yanked away from Cooper's sight and then he felt Valez's soft hands on his thighs. It was then that Cooper realized that he was completely naked. He felt Valez's breath on his penis before the familiar touch of the tip of his tongue licking his soft organ. Valez lifted the flaccid meat with his tongue and with one wet slurp he took Cooper's cock into his mouth.

Cooper felt his cock hardening inside Valez's mouth and he remembered how he once told the lieutenant how much he liked getting an erection inside a warm mouth.

Valez started sucking harder on Cooper's cock, betraying all their secret sexual moves to the observing eyes of the Sxanians. Then he felt his cock being roughly pulled out of Valez's mouth and flinched when teeth scrapped across his tender flesh.

“Is this the pre-nectar?” asked a voice.

Cooper felt the hand grabbing his cock tightly and squeezing it as if it were a piece of sponge. He knew immediately that they were referring to the precum that was oozing from the eye of his cockhead. Then he felt something metallic, like a spoon scraping his slit and he twitched impulsively. “What the hell was going on?” Cooper screamed in his head.

“Proceed,” said the voice again and Cooper felt Valez taking his cock into his mouth again. From all the sloppy noises Valez made, Cooper knew that his cock was now coated with saliva. Valez stopped sucking for a while and proceeded to jerk him off with his hands.

Shit, thought Cooper, Valez knew all his sensitive points and he also knew that he wasn't going to last much longer.

And he didn't.

As ropes of semen shot out of his body, Cooper felt more spoons were pressed against his penis as if every last drop of his essence had to be collected.

Cooper was panting heavily trying to recuperate from his ejaculation as quickly as possible. He needed to focus.

“Well done,” came the voice again.

Cooper then heard a chime followed by more footfalls. He then saw Valez looking over him.

“I'm sorry Coop,” he cried.

Then Cooper felt a sharp pain between his legs and for the first time in his life, he felt completely helpless. He wished that he could scream, cry or struggle. But he couldn't.

On Board

An evening with Lieutenants James Ludds and Robbie Devonshire.