Lieutenant Dave Sparr heard himself scream. His body shook violently attempting to bring himself to full consciousness, but there was a fog, an impenetrable haze that prevented him from being fully awake. He knew he needed help. He hoped that someone, anyone, would come to him and release him from the trauma that was assaulting his body. His eyes snapped open but he didn't know what he was looking at. He saw two familiar faces in front of him but he couldn't say their names. All he saw was the sky, an unfamiliar sky. He tried to speak but all that escaped his gaping mouth were screams.
“I cannot give him anything for the pain,” said Dr. DeSelle sensing what B'loor was thinking. “I don't know how the elements in this water would react to the meds.” DeSelle and B'loor had brought Sparr into the sea, just deep enough for them to submerge Sparr's body into the water. DeSelle held Sparr down firmly by his shoulders and using his hips to prop the lieutenant's head above the water. The T'aal held down Sparr's legs by kneeling between them and pinning them down with his hands.
“I really hope this works B'loor,” said DeSelle as the waves crashed violently on the trio. DeSelle and B'loor fought to stabilize themselves and Sparr at the same time. Sparr was thrashing about as if every wave was burning him up.
“How long do we have to keep doing this?” asked DeSelle as he spat out the brine from his lips. “The tide is rising fast!” he yelled out the last words as the roar of the waves drowned out his voice.
B'loor quickly shifted his position and scanned Sparr with his onyx. “There seems to be some effect. The levels of the chemicals we need are thankfully transdemic enough to penetrate his skin, but we need more time before there is enough to cause a reaction to the lippa.”
“Why can't we just inject the seawater into him? Or maybe some down his throat?” asked DeSelle fighting Sparr's struggles.
B'loor shifted his position again, this time he dug his knees deeper into the sand. “The last readout showed that there were some lippa that were about to hatch, if we had more time we could have discussed other modes of administering the water. In any case, the elements need to work through his system, a shock would cause the lippa to latch on tighter.”
“Transdermal, thank god this isn't Earth's oceans,” mumbled DeSelle and blew hard to get the water out of his nose. “Well this had better work before we all drown.”
….
The Yusei craft sliced through the Julan atmosphere with incredible ease and Commander Holts was impressed. He sat at the controls and watched Manduk and his men control the craft by simply waving their fingers across the consoles. There was just a hint of inertial pull as the craft slowed down, turned, and in a few seconds was hovering over the ocean.
“Wow, I hardly felt a thing, this is an incredible piece of technology Manduk,” said Holts looking on as the roof of the craft retracted. Standing up Holts whistled. He was now standing on, what looked like to him, like an Earth yacht, an incredibly sophisticated yacht. “This is amazing,” smiled Holts peering over to see the water below.
“Only the best for our friends,” said Manduk.
“And gladly appreciated,” answered Holts with a slight nod and a grin. Holts needed to be friendly, he knew that even as they spoke, the captain and the ambassador were negotiating a means to have some of Earth's population relocated to this system. If everything went well, he hoped that he could move here too, everything around him seemed almost perfect.
“Come Commander, let us show you a time-honored tradition of hunting Ollustra!” beamed Manduk who then signaled to his men who cleared the deck. “As I recall commander, you enjoyed last night's dinner very much.”
The deckhands brought out a piece of equipment that looked to Holts like a cannon and they moved it to the bow of the ship. They waved their hands over the console and the device was activated. Now, pointed at the ocean below, Holts understood what the device was. A harpoon.
“If we see some of your friends here, we'll get them to join us, yes?”
Holts shifted uneasily. This was the first time Manduk has indicated that they knew there was a landing party on this planet. Holts kept up the non-nonchalance, smiled and nodded.
…
Stone couldn't believe how long the merman's penis was, he kept feeling it underwater, and right now he estimated that the organ was over three or four feet long. Squeak seemed to be amused at the human's amazement and smiled as he tried to lift part of it out of the water.
Stone was engrossed. His tried to employ a scientific approach to his curiosity, but he couldn't help but sprout a hardon as he examined the long alien appendage. The penis felt firm, firmer than a human's and its skin was rubbery like the rest of the merman's skin. Stone let his hand glide across the slippery surface looking for the tip of this long hose and after working through the considerable length, he finally found the tip of Squeak's cockhead. The human tried to lift the tip out of the water to study its construction, but its weight and skin texture prevented him from getting a firm grip. Whenever he thought he had a good hold of the cockhead, it would slip out of his hands. He had to try a few more times, struggling to grab onto the slippery appendage, before he got it out of the water. The corona was completely smooth and taught. Off the wet skin texture, Stone could see his own reflection on the cockhead. The bulb was the size of his fist and it seemed to go on forever until it met with the rest of the penis. Stone had to use both hands to keep the penis from sliding off again. He thought of hugging the meat but decided against it. He didn't want to startle the young alien. Meanwhile, Squeak just looked at him grinning playfully. Stone tried to suppress a laugh but he failed and both of them giggled.
“I'm sorry, but this is very impressive,” chucked Stone. He looked at Squeak and felt an urge to kiss him. The merman was beautiful and Stone wouldn't be much of a man if he couldn't admit to the fact that he was attracted to the young alien. “If only you could understand what I'm saying,” he sighed and lowered his head suddenly ashamed by the show of emotion.
Squeak lifted Stone's chin and looked into the human's eyes and for a split-second Stone felt a connection. Stone's eyes widened when he felt Squeak's fingers on his hard cock again. This time Squeak was doing more than just feeling the organ, this time his fingers were pushing back the foreskin and kneading his fleshy corona. The friction from Squeak's rubbery fingers rubbing his cockhead made him feverish.
Stone then felt a wave of archaic embarrassment. “I'm sorry Squeak, but that's all I've got,” he said looking at the merman's giant penis in his hands. “I don't think you'd like mine if you're used to something like this,” he added, chuckling a little. But Squeak didn't let go, he just continued to rub the commander's cock and staring into his eyes.
Stone turned red, he brought Squeak's penis closer to him and hugged it. He looked down at the big head bobbing about just below his chin and he kissed it. “This is what we do when we like someone,” said Stone without looking up. Then he stuck his tongue out and carefully lapped the bulb. As he did, the organ twitched against his body and Squeak let out a high-pitched squeal. Initially he was worried that he had frightened the alien somehow, but when the merman didn't push away he decided to try it again. As tip of his tongue grazed the round tight skin of the cockhead, it changed color – growing darker until it was almost a shade of blue. Stone licked it again, working around the fleshy bulb this time. The penis twitched again and a small hole opened up at the center of the corona and it started to widen. Stone looked into the gaping flesh and saw a milky substance rising from within. He quickly let go of the organ but this time it stayed above the water. The penis moved around the human like a snake, dancing just inches away from his face. For the first time Stone wondered if he had started something he might regret.
“I cannot give him anything for the pain,” said Dr. DeSelle sensing what B'loor was thinking. “I don't know how the elements in this water would react to the meds.” DeSelle and B'loor had brought Sparr into the sea, just deep enough for them to submerge Sparr's body into the water. DeSelle held Sparr down firmly by his shoulders and using his hips to prop the lieutenant's head above the water. The T'aal held down Sparr's legs by kneeling between them and pinning them down with his hands.
“I really hope this works B'loor,” said DeSelle as the waves crashed violently on the trio. DeSelle and B'loor fought to stabilize themselves and Sparr at the same time. Sparr was thrashing about as if every wave was burning him up.
“How long do we have to keep doing this?” asked DeSelle as he spat out the brine from his lips. “The tide is rising fast!” he yelled out the last words as the roar of the waves drowned out his voice.
B'loor quickly shifted his position and scanned Sparr with his onyx. “There seems to be some effect. The levels of the chemicals we need are thankfully transdemic enough to penetrate his skin, but we need more time before there is enough to cause a reaction to the lippa.”
“Why can't we just inject the seawater into him? Or maybe some down his throat?” asked DeSelle fighting Sparr's struggles.
B'loor shifted his position again, this time he dug his knees deeper into the sand. “The last readout showed that there were some lippa that were about to hatch, if we had more time we could have discussed other modes of administering the water. In any case, the elements need to work through his system, a shock would cause the lippa to latch on tighter.”
“Transdermal, thank god this isn't Earth's oceans,” mumbled DeSelle and blew hard to get the water out of his nose. “Well this had better work before we all drown.”
….
The Yusei craft sliced through the Julan atmosphere with incredible ease and Commander Holts was impressed. He sat at the controls and watched Manduk and his men control the craft by simply waving their fingers across the consoles. There was just a hint of inertial pull as the craft slowed down, turned, and in a few seconds was hovering over the ocean.
“Wow, I hardly felt a thing, this is an incredible piece of technology Manduk,” said Holts looking on as the roof of the craft retracted. Standing up Holts whistled. He was now standing on, what looked like to him, like an Earth yacht, an incredibly sophisticated yacht. “This is amazing,” smiled Holts peering over to see the water below.
“Only the best for our friends,” said Manduk.
“And gladly appreciated,” answered Holts with a slight nod and a grin. Holts needed to be friendly, he knew that even as they spoke, the captain and the ambassador were negotiating a means to have some of Earth's population relocated to this system. If everything went well, he hoped that he could move here too, everything around him seemed almost perfect.
“Come Commander, let us show you a time-honored tradition of hunting Ollustra!” beamed Manduk who then signaled to his men who cleared the deck. “As I recall commander, you enjoyed last night's dinner very much.”
The deckhands brought out a piece of equipment that looked to Holts like a cannon and they moved it to the bow of the ship. They waved their hands over the console and the device was activated. Now, pointed at the ocean below, Holts understood what the device was. A harpoon.
“If we see some of your friends here, we'll get them to join us, yes?”
Holts shifted uneasily. This was the first time Manduk has indicated that they knew there was a landing party on this planet. Holts kept up the non-nonchalance, smiled and nodded.
…
Stone couldn't believe how long the merman's penis was, he kept feeling it underwater, and right now he estimated that the organ was over three or four feet long. Squeak seemed to be amused at the human's amazement and smiled as he tried to lift part of it out of the water.
Stone was engrossed. His tried to employ a scientific approach to his curiosity, but he couldn't help but sprout a hardon as he examined the long alien appendage. The penis felt firm, firmer than a human's and its skin was rubbery like the rest of the merman's skin. Stone let his hand glide across the slippery surface looking for the tip of this long hose and after working through the considerable length, he finally found the tip of Squeak's cockhead. The human tried to lift the tip out of the water to study its construction, but its weight and skin texture prevented him from getting a firm grip. Whenever he thought he had a good hold of the cockhead, it would slip out of his hands. He had to try a few more times, struggling to grab onto the slippery appendage, before he got it out of the water. The corona was completely smooth and taught. Off the wet skin texture, Stone could see his own reflection on the cockhead. The bulb was the size of his fist and it seemed to go on forever until it met with the rest of the penis. Stone had to use both hands to keep the penis from sliding off again. He thought of hugging the meat but decided against it. He didn't want to startle the young alien. Meanwhile, Squeak just looked at him grinning playfully. Stone tried to suppress a laugh but he failed and both of them giggled.
“I'm sorry, but this is very impressive,” chucked Stone. He looked at Squeak and felt an urge to kiss him. The merman was beautiful and Stone wouldn't be much of a man if he couldn't admit to the fact that he was attracted to the young alien. “If only you could understand what I'm saying,” he sighed and lowered his head suddenly ashamed by the show of emotion.
Squeak lifted Stone's chin and looked into the human's eyes and for a split-second Stone felt a connection. Stone's eyes widened when he felt Squeak's fingers on his hard cock again. This time Squeak was doing more than just feeling the organ, this time his fingers were pushing back the foreskin and kneading his fleshy corona. The friction from Squeak's rubbery fingers rubbing his cockhead made him feverish.
Stone then felt a wave of archaic embarrassment. “I'm sorry Squeak, but that's all I've got,” he said looking at the merman's giant penis in his hands. “I don't think you'd like mine if you're used to something like this,” he added, chuckling a little. But Squeak didn't let go, he just continued to rub the commander's cock and staring into his eyes.
Stone turned red, he brought Squeak's penis closer to him and hugged it. He looked down at the big head bobbing about just below his chin and he kissed it. “This is what we do when we like someone,” said Stone without looking up. Then he stuck his tongue out and carefully lapped the bulb. As he did, the organ twitched against his body and Squeak let out a high-pitched squeal. Initially he was worried that he had frightened the alien somehow, but when the merman didn't push away he decided to try it again. As tip of his tongue grazed the round tight skin of the cockhead, it changed color – growing darker until it was almost a shade of blue. Stone licked it again, working around the fleshy bulb this time. The penis twitched again and a small hole opened up at the center of the corona and it started to widen. Stone looked into the gaping flesh and saw a milky substance rising from within. He quickly let go of the organ but this time it stayed above the water. The penis moved around the human like a snake, dancing just inches away from his face. For the first time Stone wondered if he had started something he might regret.
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Great to have the new chapter. I am especially interested in what is going to happen with Stone and Squeak. Hmmmm.
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