This story involves sex between male aliens and a male human minor. If, for any reason, your legal guardian/your Significant Other/the law would have any problems with you reading this, then it's best for you to leave now (and if you're one of those prudes who objects to gay sex in any form, then one wonders why you're here at this site in the first place).
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~Mark
When Earth developed Faster Than Light travel, mankind began exploring the universe. Many on Earth wanted colonies founded outside the solar system to help ease immense overpopulation, but habitable worlds were few and far between, and most were claimed by other sentient species.
In Sector 411, on a planet called Dryser, one human colony was founded with the permission of the planet's owners, a feloid species called the Charal. Though the Charal were not indigenous to Dryser either, they, too, had several colonies there, established long before the humans had arrived. The only thing they demanded in return was the opportunity for the colonists to have sex with a human male once every Dryser year.
Despite what many of the old Earth sci-fi shows and movies had one believe, even with FTL travel it took considerable time to travel between the stars, and the humans, tired of looking for a new home, decded to reluctantly accept...
"But he's too young!"
"Mark's 13 years old, Mary. He's entered puberty, and you know that means he's eligible to be chosen."
I listened to my parents debate what had happened. I was in my room, laying on the bed and clutching my pillow, and trying not to cry. Earlier that day the annual lottery was held. The lottery was used to choose the human male who would be that year's individual who would have sex with some of the male Charal colonists. Every human male in the colony who'd started puberty was eligible, though those who were too old or medically unfit were exempt. Those that were eligible were entered into the lottery, and expected to serve in that capacity if chosen. This year, as fate would have it, I was the one chosen, a fact which certainly greatly upset my mom.
"But why him?!" my mom was saying.
"Mary, you knew about the lottery and that there was a chance of one of us being chosen for this before we decided to move here," my dad replied. "You didn't seem too concerned then."
"But I didn't seriously think they'd be sending children out there! I mean, before now the youngest person ever chosen was - what, 18?"
"That's beside the point, Mary. Every male who enters puberty is entered into the lottery, regardless of how old they are."
I remembered when I was 11. The 'act', as I thought of it, was a public event, and anyone who wanted to watch could. That was included in the treaty so no one could say that it didn't actually happen. That year, I'd insisted my father take me. What I saw was something that repulsed, yet fascinated, me. I couldn't get the images of the naked guy and the naked Charal going at it out of my mind. A few months ago I'd figured out I was gay, or at least bisexual, after I kept imagining friends of mine doing it with me. I'd even had a couple of wet dreams in which I'd been the human representative selected, and got to make love to Charal.
I'd never dared to ask one to have sex with me, though I knew several. My best friends was a Charal, Kriz Tranum. He was, by our reckoning of time, 16 years old. I didn't even know if Kriz liked guys that way, much less a guy who wasn't even Charal. Well, I would certainly find out what it was like to have gay sex with a Charal soon.
Someone came in and laid down next to me and put their arms around me. I realized it was my 11 year old brother, Mike. "I'm sorry," he said.
"Hey, little bro, there's nothing for you to be sorry about," I replied, turning to face him. We'd always been close, and I was glad that he was there right now. He'd hit puberty a couple of months ago; I'll admit that I was glad he hadn't been chosen. Having teenagers be a part of the 'act' was one thing, but having someone his age being the one chosen was just wrong, in my opinion. He had also seen the act, as he'd insisted upon coming along when I had dad take me, so he knew what would happen.
"May I come along?" he asked. "I want to be there to support you."
"Of course," I said. "I'd be honored to have you there to support me." That would mean being naked in front of him, but I didn't mind; we'd been naked in front of each other enough over the years that it didn't bother us.
The day finally came. I didn't sleep much the night before. I was nervous, and kept wondering the same things. Would it hurt? Could I go through with it? Would the Charal actually agree to accept me, young as I was? And the one I almost dared not ask myself - what would my friends think?
I couldn't eat much at breakfast, absent-mindedly picking at my food until my dad announced that it was time to go. Dad and Mike were going to be there, though I had asked my mom the night before to say home. I knew she couldn't stand the thought of me doing this, and didn't want her to go through actually seeing it happen. She had gazed into my eyes for a few moments, then nodded her agreement.
The three of us headed to where the 'act' was to take place. I was wearing loose fitting clothes and sandals, since I figured that I would need to be able to easily remove them and put them back on again afterwards. And after all - it wouldn't really matter what I wore to the ceremony; I'd be naked throughout.
The ceremony took place outdoors, in a small meadow. I glanced around and saw that there were a few people there - mostly the leaders of the colony, who had to be there. My heart sank when I saw a few of the kids from school there. It was bad enough getting nailed in front of my dad and Mike and some of the other adults in the colony, but why did kids my own age have to be there?
At the other end of the clearing was the Charal delegation. Several were seated on chairs as well; presumably those were the Charal leaders and settlers who would merely be watching. There were eight seated off to one side, each one wearing some sort of Charal robe; presumably they would be the ones actually having sex with me. I was glad that they hadn't insisted that every one of the Charal insisted upon being involved; I wasn't sure I could go through with it if they had. But with all the Charal in their colony, it would take days for all of them to take their turn if they all did if every year. I glanced over at them. They looked mostly human, with four fingers and an opposable thumb, and were bipedal, though they had distinctive feline features - mane-like hair on their heads, cat-like eyes, short hair covering what was visible of the rest of their body, and tails.
A tarp had been set up in the middle of the meadow to provide shade for those involved in the 'act', and two more were set up, one on each end of the meadow on small hills, for the observers. Even with the significantly reduced representation from the Charal, it still took a while to finish, and no one, not even the Charal, was interested in being under the hot sun for very long, especially not while doing something active.
"Good, you're finally here," the human colony's leader, Blake Thomas, said upon seeing the three of us arrive. "It will be time in a few minutes."
I plopped himself into a chair and slouched, trying to ignore the smirks and whispered, giggled comments from some of the other boys. If I thought I could get away with it, I'd have jumped up and bolted right then and there. But I knew that could get the entire colony expelled from the planet, and I wanted that a lot less than getting laid in public.
When 9:00 arrived, Mayor Thomas got up and moved out a bit, signalling me to follow. I got up and went and stood beside the mayor. Speaking up, Mr. Thomas said, "Members of the Charal delegation, in accordance with the treaty between our people, we present to you the human male we have selected for you this year," gesturing to me.
"Thank you, Sir," one Charal, presumably the leader of the delegation, said. The Charal had all quickly picked up the English language, though only a few of the humans had been able to learn the basics of the Charal language. "We are ready."
"Good luck," Mayor Thomas whispered as he turned back. I pulled my shirt off while kicking off my sandals. Then I took a deep breath and slid down my pants and underwear and stepped out of them. Leaving my clothes where I'd dropped them, I moved towards the center of the meadow. I arrived at the tarp to find the short grasses had been trampled down, and blankets had been laid down. The first Charal arrived, also having removed his robe. He was aroused, his smooth cock jutting outward. The Charal's genitals were very human-like, rather than feline-like, which surprised me. I guess it shoudln't have, considering that they were like humans in several other areas.
The Charal pointed to his erection and said, "Suck it." I knelt down in front of him. Grasping the erection - it was as hard as a rock! - in one hand, I leaned forward and put my mouth around it and began sucking. The Charal put his hands onto the back of my head and began thrusting his hips slowly back and forth, making a sort of purring sound. I ran my tongue across the hard erection. After quite a few minutes, the purring sound began rising. I tried to figure out what was causing that when my mouth was suddenly filled with a warm, slightly slimy substance. My eyes widened as I realized that the Charal was coming into my mouth! The Charal practically shoved his cock down my throat as he emptied his seed into me. I wound up swallowing some of the semen, though I tried not too. There was just too much of it to avoid that. Panting, the Charal finally let go of my head and pulled his cock out of my mouth. As he walked away, I spat the remaining Charal semen out onto the ground.
The next Charal arrived moments later. The Charal told me to lay down on my back. I did so, wondering what to expect. The Charal grabbed my ankles, lifted my legs, and spread them apart. Getting onto me, he shoved his erection into my butt. I gasped, not expecting that. It did hurt a little, and was rather uncomfortable; I felt like I really had to go to the bathroom. I laid still there for a few moments while the Charal began pumping energetically. I'd fantasized for a long time about getting some from a Charal, and now that it was happening, I wasn't sure what to do. I settled on wrapping my arms and legs around the Charal. The Charal eventually came into me, and I felt more Charal semen gushing into me.
The Charal pulled out, and headed off. Another Charal, ready and waiting came in. This Charal had me get on my hands and knees. The Charal got behind me and entered my butt. The Charal grabbed my hips and began thrusting. I rocked back and forth, my butt smacking the Charal's hips on every thrust. His huge balls flopped against me. The Charal thrust for quite a while before emptying his semen into me.
Yet another Charal came in, and had me lay on my stomach. The Charal spread my butt apart and entered me. I grunted as my rectum once again expanded to take a hard Charal cock. He put his hands on my shoulders and began thrusting. The Charal's balls were beating against my balls with every thrust. I clutched the blankets. This Charal's cock was larger than the others, and my butthole began to feel sore from the constant pounding it had to endure. How many other Charal were left? I tried to remember. Would all of them insist upon nailing my butt? Soon Charal semen was filling me again.
The next Charal also nailed my butt while I was laying on my stomach. The Charal after that had me suck his cock. Once again semen filled my mouth, and I wound up swallowing some, despite my best effort not to.
While I was waiting for the next Charal to come over, I squirmed a bit. I was beginning to feel a bit bloated from all the semen being emptied into my butt. I wondered what the next Charal would want to do when I heard a familiar voice say, "Well, I admit this is an unexpected pleasure."
I looked up, coming face to face with a grinning Kriz. My undoubtedly shocked expression caused Kriz to laugh. Looking over my naked body, Kriz said, "This will be interesting. It seems that in certain areas you and I are not so different after all." Kriz's eyes settled on my genitals. I glanced down and realized I was hard. I wondered how long my cock had been jutting out like that. Glancing back up, my gaze settled on Kriz's own genitals; I couldn't help but notice that my friend's erect cock, while not as big as the cocks of the other Charal, was still noticeably bigger than my own. His large balls hung down below it.
Kriz grabbed his cock and shook it at me. "Open up, Mark. I've been waiting for this for a long time."
I knelt down, leaned over and took the erection into my mouth and began sucking. Kriz grabbed my head and held it as he began thrusting into my mouth. I went down on this cock with more vigor than I had the others. I'd dreamed of getting Kriz for over a year, often masturbating while thinking of Kriz. After several minutes of thrusting, Kriz pulled out. He had me lay down on my back. Lifting my legs up, he entered me and began gently thrusting again. I moaned, wrapping my arms and legs around Kriz and pulling my friend deep inside.
Time seemed to slow down. Nothing else seemed to matter. Here I was with my best friend, doing what I'd longed to do with him for a long time. The world reduced in size to just the two of us. His cock slid in and out of me; his balls beat against my butt. I soon felt a familiar pleasureful sensation in my crotch and moments later my semen was squirting all over the two of us. Kriz grinned when he realized what was happening. I moved my legs off of him, planting the soles of my feet on the ground and pointing my knees skyward, though I kept my arms loosely wrapped around him. Soon, arching and crying out in pleasure, he emptied his semen into me. Collapsing onto me, he took time to catch his breath.
"I love you, Kriz," I whispered. Those were words I'd longed to say for a long time, but hadn't dared to for fear it would chase him away.
"I love you, too, Mark," he replied. Knowing that my feelings for him were returned in kind sent shivers down my spine.
He kissed me, then, pulling out of me, he whispered, "One more to go." I nodded, glad that it was almost over. I'd finally gotten my wish of having sex with a male Charal (and Kriz at that!), but enough was enough!
The last Charal finally arrived, and I realized that this was the one who'd served as spokesman for the group earlier. As my gaze settled on his genitals, my eyes widened. The erect cock of some of the others might have been big, but his put all of them to shame. Even the human who'd represented us two years prior, who was a big guy, didn't have an erection that big. The thing was just plain massive. And looking at it, I suddenly sensed exactly where he intended to put it, and it wasn't going to be my mouth.
The Charal had me get onto my back once more and, like the others who'd had me get into this position, lifted my legs up and spread them apart. He got onto me and as I took a deep breath he shoved his massive erection into me. I gasped as my rectum expanded farther than I'd ever thought possible. Nothing had prepared me for taking something that big. He began thrusting, and I began whimpering as I clutched the blankets. The Charal either was too horny to notice or just didn't care as he continued to pound away. While the other times hurt a little at first, and a couple actually felt nice after a while, this one hurt. He went on for what seemed like forever before emptying what surely must have been the biggest load of the day into me.
Pulling out of me and getting up, he said, "Thank you. For one so young and so small, you performed admirably."
"Thanks," I said, getting up slowly, my butthole still throbbing from the recent pounding. "I think," I muttered under my breath, making sure that he couldn't hear me. I wasn't sure I cared to repeat the process any time soon, no matter how they thought I performed - not that I really did all that much; laying there getting one's butt nailed didn't exactly require a lot of effort.
I got up, Charal semen dripping from my butthole, and headed back to the human side. Mike and my dad were standing next to one of the colony doctors, Tanner Jones. Mike was holding my clothes.
"Mark," Dr. Jones said, "I want to get you checked out before you head home."
I nodded, and we got into a ground vehicle and headed over to the hospital, which fortunately was close by. I was whisked inside into one of the examination rooms. Fortunately there was no one around; I was still naked, as they'd suggested I wait until after being checked out to get dressed.
Dr. Jones had me go over to a sink first. Handing me a glass of some liquid, he said, "This'll help clean your mouth out, and get rid of some of the taste. Swish it around in your mouth, then spit it out."
I nodded and did as he directed. He then had me get up on an examination table and lay down, stomach on the table. Spreading my butt, he began some sort of examination of my butthole. "I imagine you hurt down here," he said.
"Just a little," I said, as he applied some sort of cream; the pain around my butthole subsided noticably.
"His health isn't in any danger, is it?" my dad asked. "I mean, Charal semen isn't dangerous or anything, is it?"
"Not at all," Dr. Jones replied. "He may feel a little nauseous for a day or two, and be sore, but other than that, he's fine."
He squirted something up my butt, then said, "There's a bathroom right over there. Go use the toilet and get rid of that semen in you. Then you can use the shower to clean yourself up."
I nodded and headed in there, Mike trailing behind me with my clothes. He set them down on the counter before heading out. I shut the door - suddenly I just wanted to be alone for a little while - and used the toilet. Charal semen gushed out of me. After I finished, I turned the shower on and got in, slowly cleaning up.
When the shower was over, I got out and dried myself off. Pulling my clothes back on, I went back out to the examination area. Mike grinned shyly at me, and my dad said, "Ready to go home, partner?"
I nodded. Boy, was I ever ready to go! We headed out and got into a ground vehicle and headed home. I couldn't get Kriz out of my mind the entire ride home. Would he ever want to have sex with me again, or did he just view what had happened as a one-time thing?