Manphibians Chapter 8: An Alien's Best Friends Evan Andrews ©2023
This story is not quite a fan fiction but it's close enough.
As always. I had a slate of faces I imagined while writing this story, and I'll list them at the end of each chapter until we have the full cast. Use your own imagination if you don't like my choices. This story should not be taken as a true representation of the sexuality of any of the men in question.
The story depicts males in sci-fi sexual situations with other males, and the odd alien. If this offends you, if you are underage, or if reading such is illegal where you are please stop reading now. Thank you.
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After the circle jerk of the damned, the Engineer drew its exhausted pets, Jordan and Nelson, back from the water's edge before they could fall in.
The humans' master allowed its two mammals to drape themselves over its narrow shoulders as it directed them to the nearest couch. It let the humans fall to their knees while it parked its alien butt on the padded moss. Looking down, the Engineer was moved by the pair's spent exhaustion. The Biologist should have warned them how far their new bets could be pushed.
the Engineer croaked.
<this one doesn't know / the visual recordings the humans make showed males often releasing many times in succession>
the Leader said.
<it appears they were / this one will have to go back and correlate those records against non-sexual ones>
The Engineer simmered, but looking down at its pets it took pity. It croaked encouragingly, and the humans looked up. In response to a gesture, they picked themselves up and grabbed at the nearest of their master's thighs, pulling themselves up so they could rest their heads against its body. The Phib croaked soothingly at its intriguing pets and, reaching out, toyed with the hair on their heads. Such a strange feeling, hair.
The Sociologist had mentioned that the humans also occasionally kept other mammals in their domiciles and that showing affection towards them released stress-reducing hormones both in the human and the human's pet. Perhaps...
The Phib went from toying with the mammals' hair to stroking it. Petting them just as you or I would pet a dog or cat you'd bought or rescued. The drying strands passed like gossamer between its fingers, and the Phib marveled at the texture. It wondered what the hair would feel like when it was wholly dry. Well, there was time enough to find out.
As he regained his strength, appreciating the tenderness implicit in his master's stroking, Jordan fought not to close his eyes. The dark stud's balls had been worked far beyond their normal carrying capacity, and he was a second away from slipping into a deep sleep at every moment. What would the master think of him if he lost consciousness? Suddenly Jordan remembered his partner. How had Nelson...?
Jordan looked across Phib's thigh, and his eyes and Nelson's met.
The Phib was stroking the Black hunk same as he was Jordan, and where Jordan, free of the controlling collar, had accepted his situation, he'd expected to see anger in Nelson's eyes. (Like Cory, Nelson had been vocal at the aliens' taking liberties with his body.) Instead the dark stud saw dazed satisfaction in Nelson's eyes and a smile on his lips as the alien comforted them. Well, yeah, Jordan guessed that made sense. If he had experienced a record number of orgasms (and shot an epic amount of cum) then Nelson must have as well. (Jordan almost wanted to thank the alien for such a hot date.) And if the drugs or hormones or whatever had worked on Jordan's body, he reasoned they must have Nelson's as well.
The Engineer hissed at Jordan. It sounded like a question. The two studs, black and white, looked up expectantly, and then Jordan not knowing what exactly the hiss meant, nodded. The Engineer grabbed its pet under the arm and pulled him up onto the couch before lifting Nelson off his knees and onto the couch as well.
When he felt the Phib's body against his own, Jordan thought he knew how to thank his master.
"Nelson, do what I do."
"What?"
"Watch."
The dark hunk cuddled against the Engineer, sharing the warmth of his body with it. It almost didn't matter that this alien, and its crewmates, had kidnapped him and then, basically, sexually assaulted him. It was just the right thing to do. The Engineer squirmed between the two full endotherms as they embraced him in a cocoon of body heat. Mmm! Making a clicking noise almost like a cat's purring, it too slid towards sleep. As it did so, it allowed its body to release more of the relaxing aphrodisiacal precum as a reward for its pets.
As the three lay there like oddly mismatched Sleeping Beauties, the now-imprinted men's hardons slowly returned.
"Fuck," Nelson whispered so as not to disturb their master, "Is this why they grabbed us, for a quick cuddle and cum whenever they want?"
"Have you seen any of them cum?" Jordan asked.
"Dude, I don't even know what that'd look like. I mean, it's not like any of them has nads."
"Not everybody keeps their genitalia in the same place," Jordan said.
"Huh?"
"Old Star Trek quote."
"Oh, is that the one with the artoo robot, or the one with the telephone box?"
Jordan chuckled and said, "Go to sleep, dude. Just go to sleep. I think we're going to need all the rest we can get."
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Jordan is played by Jordan Wisely from The Challenge, and Nelson by Nelson Thomas, also from the Challenge.
Previously introduced `played bys' are Dustin Zito, Kim Tränka, Horacio Gutiérrez, Gus Smyrnios, Noor Jehangir, Brad Fiorenza, Cory Wharton, Zach Nichols, Nam Vo, Rogan O'Connor, Jordan Wisely, Adam King, Joss Mooney, Sam Lonsdale, and Cohutta Grindstaff.