The Legacy of a Starman
Chapter 13
Damien's ass descended to my face. My tongue darted out and tasted him. Despite his dash to the bathroom, I mined several large wads of my nutt from his deep hole. His ass tasted clean and fresh, accompanied by a deliciously strong taste of my cream. As deeply as I'd shot my load, I could lick his hole for several minutes and not want to pull away.
But, his skills at sucking my dick were making my balls boil already. "Unless you want several mouths full of jizz, you'd better back off," I warned him.
He pulled off my dick just long enough to reply, "I know you're good for several more loads, Mike, so I'm swallowing this one. The next one will go up my butt, again."
I let myself go and let the pleasure of an impending climax build. "Yeah, Man. Eat that dick. Make me nutt, Baby!" He renewed his efforts on my dick and my tongue worked harder to extract more cum from his love tunnel. Seconds later, I was moaning with pleasure as I felt my balls kick hard and repeatedly. I shoved my tongue even farther up his ass, enjoying the taste of ass and then the intense pleasure of spraying out another of my healthy loads.
"Fuckin' huge load!" he exclaimed when he pulled off my dick. "I was beginning to wonder if I were in danger of drowning."
"You got it all, Damien. And you're a master at blowjobs, too." He went back to my dick and sucked off several dribbles that always signaled the end of my climax. That's not to say that I instantly quit leaking jizz. It can last another five minutes with the right ass or mouth encircling my dick.
He pulled off again and kissed me, sharing some of my load. "Is your brother as well hung as you are?" he asked.
"Bigger," I revealed.
"No SHIT?" he exclaimed. Once again, I nodded. "Don't tell me he nutts as much as you do, too! That would be too much."
"He doesn't cream loads as big as mine," I said. He breathed a sigh of relief and disappointment at the same time. "But, his loads are only slightly smaller than mine, maybe a quarter of a cup less."
"Damn! You gotta be the most popular guys in this sex club," he marveled.
"Well, we do have some fans," I smiled with a trace of embarrassment. "If we're in town, we try to get here every week."
"You don't live here, then?"
"No, we both live here, but Ford is a full-time model and I'm a student at Berkeley. In the summers, I model, too. That takes both of us out of town as well as out of the country."
"That's gotta be a great life," he sighed. "I'd love to travel internationally, but my, uh, professional responsibilities keep me pretty close to home."
"And what do you do?" I pressed.
"I play football, but I'm still pretty closeted. I'm thinking of quitting and playing rugby instead. That's a lot more fun and you get an amazing amount of international travel if you're good enough," he revealed. "I know I'm not big enough to be in a scrum very often; but I'm fast, so I can run the ball in for a try by outrunning the opposition. I played in college and I liked it more than football, but football is where the money is, so I went for football. After a year of getting knocked around and the inherent danger of head injuries, I think rugby is my future."
While he'd been talking, I'd been playing with his dick. I got it hard again, which made me hard again. "You wanna fuck me again?" I asked.
"Sure, I'd love to, but someone keeps rattling the door knob."
"That's probably my brother, attempting to subtly tell me that it's his turn to use the room. He's probably already bred the boys in the slings and is looking for some new conquests."
"Maybe you should invite him in for a three-way," Damien slyly suggested.
I had to smile. Another honest size queen, I thought. "Let's see if we can find him," I agreed.
We left the room and headed for the bar. He wasn't there, but I stopped for a minute to top up my fluid levels. Thinking he might still be breeding in the sling room, we went there next. Not there, either. I wondered if he were pounding some guy's ass or getting his butt bred in one of the private room. But, then I spotted him in the showers. He had just turned off the shower jets when he spied us. He glanced at me and grinned, but spent a lot more time checking out Damien.
After introductions, I explained that Damien wanted to get a three-way going with us. Almost before the words left my mouth, Ford was agreeing.
"I guess you already know," Ford explained as we entered our private room again, "that both of us spray big loads." He closed the door behind us. "And I hope you like to fuck and get fucked, Damien," Ford leered.
"Mike can attest to that," Damien replied.
Ford glanced over at me and I nodded. "Hard to believe that I finally found another man that I want to breed my ass?" I said to Ford.
"As a general rule, yes. But, not in this case," Ford countered. "Damien is totally hot! I hope he has enough juice in that big dick of his to breed me, too," he added, squeezing Damien's big, dark dick. "You wanna fuck me next, Damien?"
"Well, I did promise Mike that I'd give him another load," he deferred.
"Mike's already had you. It's my turn," Ford insisted. I shrugged and nodded, agreeing that Ford should get the next load from Damien.
"Then, you have to fuck me while Damien breeds you," I countered. Any excuse to take another load from that donkey dick of Ford's is a good excuse. "What position do you want me in?"
"On your back with your legs on my shoulders while Damien pounds that big dick of his up my ass," Ford instructed.
I crawled beneath him and rested my legs on his shoulders. His big dick entered me pretty easily as it was already well lubed. Both of us sighed with pleasure. Damien sank to his big nuts into Ford and joined our pleasurable moans. The three of us worked each other into a sexual frenzy. Less than a minute later, Ford was flooding my love tunnel. The spasms of climax transferred to Ford's love tunnel, massaging Damien's hard dick mercilessly. Seconds later, Damien was breeding Ford's eager hole.
We collapsed in a heap when the fucking and sperm spraying ceased. But, with Ford's enormous load in my ass, I knew I was leaking cum from my hole. "Unless someone sticks their tongue up my ass, I'm gonna leak a lot of jizz into the sheets," I warned. Ford pulled out of my ass and started eating out my hole. Seconds later, Damien pushed him aside and took over. His tongue reached farther than Ford's did, and he was at least as good at it. "Where'd you learn to eat out ass that well?" I wondered.
"A natural gift I suppose," Damien explained when he came up for air. "I've always wanted to eat out a well-bred asshole. But, finding someone who'd agree to take me bareback has been very hard to do." Ford and Damien traded felching duties until I didn't feel like my ass was overloaded anymore. While Ford tried to get the last dribbles of his load from my ass, Damien started eating his load out of Ford's ass. "My load tastes different than your load," Damien observed. "Love both of them, though."
Before Damien left, he told Ford that he really wanted to get fucked by that horse dick, but he could barely take on my big dick. He'd need a lot more practice before he could let Ford fuck him. However, Damien was willing to try another time, if he found a big dick to practice with in the meantime.
After we hit the showers, Damien said that he was tapped out and should go home. Ford whispered in my ear, "I think he needs our phone number." I nodded my agreement with enthusiasm. "Come back to our room for a moment before you get dressed to leave," Ford urged Damien. "We'd love to see you again and it would be nice if it would be at my place instead of here at the sex club. Mike stays at my place most of the time when he's not at school. Both of us would like to fuck with you again and again."
I nodded my agreement and all but begged Damien to agree. He smiled and accepted the business card with Ford's personal number on it. "Please call us," I urged.
"He's quite a find," Ford said after Damien had departed. "I hope he takes us up on our offer."
"As do I," I agreed. "However, we still have a lot of men that need to be bred," I reminded him.
"That's not a problem," Ford smiled knowingly. "I'm always up for another hot ass to fuck. And there are so many eager and hungry men here tonight. Is it the full moon?" he laughed.
"I haven't checked, but they sure are hungry for dick tonight," I said.
We went to the bar to replenish our fluids. Afterwards, Ford headed back to the slings to see if there were new men who needed him. I went off to the glory holes. They never disappointed me.
And they didn't disappoint me. I fucked two men and three others sucked me off before I returned to the bar and got more fluids. Next, I went into the steam room and fucked four more men before returning to the bar for more water. I saw Ford come out of the sauna with a big grin on his face. We met up at the bar and exchanged counts of conquests. So far, I was ahead of him by one drilled ass. But, he got sucked off by two more men. Regrettably, he said, he didn't find anyone to fuck him.
"That's my job when you need it," I reminded him.
He glanced up at the clock. "Unless you see someone in here that you still want to fuck, I think we should go home so you can satisfy that special need I have." I agreed that I'd already fucked all the hot men I'd seen that I'd wanted to fuck, so going home now was a good idea. Before we left, we promised our favorite bartender that he'd be the first man we fucked the next time we were at the sex club, assuming he could get away from his duties.
"I'll make time," he promised.
Back at Ford's place, he turned to me and said, "Why don't you move in with me, Mike? Now that you've completed your first year of college, you should be on your own. But, with me," he added.
Truthfully, I hadn't thought about it. I loved being with him, I loved the sex, and the closeness. Certainly, I was old enough to leave home. So, what was holding me back? Upon reflection, nothing! I smiled at him and embraced him tightly. "Yes, I want to live with you, my brother," I agreed.
We went over to my parent's house and told them our decision. My step-father said, "We knew it was coming, but it's still a shock." He hugged my mother who was quietly weeping, but smiling. "Our son is a man, now. He's his own person."
"I'll never forget how good you've been to me. I owe you everything," I replied.
"And we'll take good care of each other," Ford promised.
I grabbed my clothes, a few personal items including my stuff from the bathroom, and the special box my father gave to me on my 18th birthday. With a hug for my step-dad and a big kiss and hug for my mom, we drove back to Ford's place. I sighed as we drove away. "That's one chapter that closes, and another one opens," I smiled weakly over at Ford. "Now, you won't be able to get rid of me."
"I'm more than willing to take the risk," Ford smiled back. "Between your months at school and my work schedule, we'll never be in each other's way."
"And I look forward to our times together," I said as I reached over and gripped his big arm. "As much as we love to fuck, we'll never get any sleep."
"You say that like it's a bad thing," Ford laughed.
After I put my few things away, he pulled me into the bedroom. "Do you have designs on my person?" I smiled over my shoulder as he pulled my pants down.
"I have designs on your ass," he clarified. He bent me over the bed and knelt behind me. I felt his warm tongue probing my hungry pucker. "Your ass is so perfect," he crooned. "If it were up to me, I'd be fucking and breeding and eating your ass all day and all night. But, I love that big dick of yours too much to be that selfish. I love to get fucked by you."
"Anytime you need some action, you know where to find it, Ford."
"And I'm gonna get some right now," he smiled. His tongue worked hard on my asshole. He had me moaning and begging for his donkey dick seconds later. Ford reached between my legs and slowly stroked my hard dick as his tongue continued to work as deeply as he could make it reach. "I gotta fuck!" he croaked.
He took me doggie style, sliding that monster up my hungry hole. Gratefully, he speared me slowly. I still wasn't used to how thick and long he is. His long strokes were slowly building me up to a climax I wasn't sure I could halt. The savaging of my prostate wasn't something I could ignore. "I need your load, Ford," I whispered as he kissed my ears and the back of my neck. "Please breed me."
"Don't you want this to last?"
"I know you have a lot more sperm you can produce that you can pound up my hole. You're back to full capacity now, so you can fuck me every ten minutes and cream me deeply each time," I reminded him. "Besides, the sooner you dump a load up my hole, the sooner you can eat it out and fuck me again. And my asshole doesn't get rubbed raw if you nutt fast."
I worked my ass muscles for a few seconds to get him closer to the edge of his massive climax. With a strangled cry, he shot his huge load up my butt. I wiggled my ass and pushed back against him. I needed this cream as deeply as he could shoot it. Now that I lived with him, I was hoping to get fucked and bred a lot. "Yeah, I love cumming in your hole," Ford said between kisses on my neck and ears. "You need me to fuck this load deeper or are you overwhelmed with my baby gravy?"
"I wanna sit on your face while I clean off your dick. Then, I'm gonna fuck you senseless," I promised.
"Bring it on, Big Man!" Ford laughed as he pulled out of my ass and flipped on to his back next to me. I turned around and sat on his face. His tongue greedily licked and harvested big wads of cum from my hole. My lips went down on his long, thick dick and lapped up the last drops of his load. When I finished cleaning off his slowly shrinking butt wrecker, I sighed contentedly. His tongue and lips on my asshole were heavenly. Despite the many felchers I'd encountered at the sex clubs, Ford was still the best.
With his dick clean, I worked lower, eating out his perfect asshole. My brother was going to get another hard fuck from me and very soon. If I weren't careful, I'd nutt on his abs. Ford's tongue on my asshole extracted a lot of sperm that he'd just deposited. My love tunnel still felt full of his creamy sperm, so I had to somehow delay my own climax. But, the taste of his ass and his skills at eating me out were too much. My dick was throbbing and in real danger of spraying my load. I couldn't let that happen. Quick as a flash, I turned around, lifted his legs on to my shoulders, and pushed several inches of my hot dick up his ass. He moaned with pleasure. But, I was trying to hold my breath. There was a faint hope that I'd be able to delay my climax. Holding back the tide at the Bay of Fundy would have met with greater success.
With a bellow, I shot my massive load up Ford's welcoming manhole. I held his legs tightly against me, pressing my spasming dick as deeply as it would go. Ford pushed back against my thrusts, helping me deliver my cream way up his ass. "Sweet fuckin' ass," he whispered as my climax rolled away from the peak. My dick was still squirting, but the volume had decreased greatly. My hips pounded on his ass, my urgent need to breed hadn't abated.
When I finally finished my climax and pulled out of his ass, we returned to eating out each other's hole. I couldn't believe how much I enjoyed his tongue up my butt. And I did love the taste of my cream after I'd shot it up my brother's manhole. I'm so pleased that both of us nutt so much and so frequently. And we love to eat our loads out of our well-fucked and well-bred butts.
Before dinner, we fucked and bred each other three more times. I'm so glad he isn't at Berkeley with me. I'd never get any studying done. Attending my classes would also be a problem. I'd always want to fuck with him.
In the middle of dinner, Ford got a call from Mr. Weeks. "I need you in Chicago day after tomorrow. Can you do it?" his agent asked.
"How's the money?" Ford asked. "And how many days?"
"The money is excellent, and they need you for three days. They'll pay for four, plus all your expenses. First class on everything," he agent assured him. "They really need you, Ford."
Ford agreed to catch a plane to Chicago that evening. I was disappointed that our first night of living together would be apart. We did have a great afternoon, but it wasn't the same as sleeping with my brother. I wanted it to be special. But, there would be other times.
We had just enough time to fuck each other once more before he had to leave for the airport. Both of us wanted more, but it couldn't be done.
At 9 p.m., his land line rang. I didn't know if I should answer it, but I was living here now, so I could at least take a message. I'm glad that I did. It was Damien. "I wanted more practice," he said. "After last night, I knew I wanted more sex with both of you and I do want to try to take Ford up my ass eventually."
"Uh, Ford had a modeling assignment come up suddenly, so he's gone," I revealed. "But, if you need practice, I'm still available."
"That'll work," he agreed. "So, you're available right now?"
"Yeah, come on over," I said. I gave him the address and directions. He was there in under an hour and we got right to business. He took four loads from me and I got one from him before he decided the hour was late and he needed to get home. I suggested that he spend the night with me, but he said that his black ass couldn't handle any more of my big dick tonight.
I spent time with him two evenings later as well. And I had another modeling job in between. But, the academic year was approaching and I needed to get my clothes and other college items together. Ford called and said that he'd be home on Thursday night. I had to leave on Saturday to claim my room and register on Monday. He vowed to go with me and help me settle in at Berkeley. And he promised to leave within a couple of days because he knew how much he distracted me from school.
At the end of the first week back in school, Ford called me to say that he'd been playing with Damien. Damien had tried to take Ford, but it wasn't working out yet. However, Ford did get a couple of nice loads out of Damien, so the evening wasn't a complete waste of time.
Two weeks before Thanksgiving, Armand was in town, so we connected for dinner and some hot sex. As usual, he was very complimentary of my fucking and breeding skills. I lauded him as well after he planted another big load in my ass, too.
Ford flew up the day before Thanksgiving break and drove back to Los Angeles with me. Like the passenger I'd had in previous years, Ford and I fucked and sucked all the way there and back. After we returned to Berkeley, he flew off to another modeling assignment. But, he did promise to fly in again before Christmas break and drive down and back to LA again. Each time we got back together, it was like the first time. We couldn't get enough of each other.
Finals in May were easy for me. Evidently, I'd studied the right material, because everything that I'd studied was on the final exam. There were no surprises with questions that I knew nothing about the topic. Again, I was on the Dean's List.
I didn't see as much of Ford as I wanted to that summer. Both of us had modeling jobs that took us all over the world. Most of the time, they weren't to the same places or the same companies. I had a couple of gigs in Australia and one in New Zealand. They were followed by two in Brazil, one in Argentina, and one in Chile. Nearly all of the rest of my summer was spent in Europe. I had two jobs in New York City, one in Florida, one in Chicago, one in New Orleans, one in Seattle, and two in San Francisco. I also got a number of offers to pose nude, all of which I turned down.
When we went to a gay street fair in Los Angeles on one of the few weekends we had together, both of us were propositioned with lucrative contracts to star in porno films. We also turned them down. However, Ford suggested that if they wanted to see us in action privately, we liked to go to a specific sex club in Los Angeles on the weekends. We were sometimes out of town, but they could take their chances at finding us there. If they didn't, they'd have lots of other men who would service them.
Both of us met up with Armand on different photo sessions and enjoyed his sexual skills. He told us that he was seeing someone very special, but he would always fuck with us. And we were very pleased that he did. He still had that special "daddy" presence that both of us loved.
Damien wasn't a stranger to our bed, either. By Christmas, he was taking Ford's monster dick and squealing with delight like I did. He still couldn't take all of our loads and not have to dash to the bathroom or sit on a face afterwards. But, he loved how much we shot and never failed to beg for another load.
By the time I graduated from college, Ford and I had accumulated a number of bed partners that we saw frequently. But, we still spent at least one evening a week at the local sex clubs. You never knew when you might find someone in need of a cure that we had.
My graduation ceremony was well attended. Like some other graduates, I got loud applause from family and friends when I walked across the stage. I wasn't valedictorian or salutatorian, but I didn't care. I had great grades and had already been accepted into the UCLA medical school. In-state tuition was north of $31,000 a year, but with my summer modeling, that wasn't a problem. However, living expenses, books, etc. were extra. My step-father and Ford picked up the rest. I could have taken out a student load, but I wanted to be debt free when I graduated. Residency was a breeze, even though the hours were long and the lack of sleep nearly debilitating. But, frequent sperm injections up my ass from Ford and our other friends made me feel better, even if my lack of sleep didn't abate.
I was very pleased that my real father had attended my graduation from medical school as well as from college. He had to have a lot of credibility with his superiors or he was already of a high enough rank that he could attend these momentous events in my life. The graduation dates were known in advance, so it wasn't a problem for him to be on Earth when they happened.
For a specialty, I chose family practice. I would see a broad spectrum of patients that gave me a better understanding of the general human condition and which maladies they seemed to suffer from the most. Ford was so proud of me. He always bragged about my medical credentials to anyone who would listen. Ford continued his modeling career, occasionally bringing home men for us to share. I had already stopped modeling when I started medical school. There just wasn't time to do both.
Word quickly got around quickly that there was a hot, new doctor in West Hollywood at a group practice. The gay men flocked to it. Women heard about the handsome new doctor and drove miles to see me. I was flattered by all the attention, but kept it all on a professional basis. It wasn't easy though. I had a number of gay porn stars in my practice and all of them were delightfully handsome and extremely sexual. I never considered fucking with any of them.
However, Ford and I did continue breeding men at the local sex club. Now that we lived in Los Angeles full-time, we hit the clubs every week. Of course, I saw some of my patients there. I worried about my professional credibility if I fucked with them, but decided that I had what they wanted, so Ford and I fucked them all. Word spread quickly that I fucked ass and dumped monster loads, as did my boyfriend. Nearly all the porn stars started showing up there and were hungrily accepted.
Ford and I have moved into a large house in Bel-Air and entertain frequently. We never host sex parties, but do host a lot of fun parties with our good friends and professional acquaintances. And we continue to enjoy occasional visits from special friends who want to play with us. That is a close-knit group that we enjoy in our bed.
We knew the day would come when Ford had to leave. He couldn't be observer forever on Earth. His father came personally to deliver the news. Even though we knew it couldn't last, it still shattered us. I didn't want Ford to leave, but I knew I didn't have a voice in the matter. We had only a month to say goodbye, but it couldn't be enough.
Finally, in the first week of the month before he had to leave Earth, I suggested the alternative that I'd thought about from the time I knew Ford was my brother and where he came from. "Ford, I've been thinking about us and how much I don't want to be without you. Is there a way that I can be your husband and accompany you in your military career? Do I have to be in the military, too?"
Ford looked startled. He wasn't sure that he'd heard me correctly. "You'd give up your medical career to be with me, you'd abandon your home planet?" he wondered.
"To be with you, yes!" I averred.
"Uh, well, I guess you could be my husband on board ship and you don't have to be in the military. You don't even have to have a skill that the military could use as my mate," Ford said. "However, you have medical training, so you might be able to assist in our medical facility aboard ship. And you'd learn a lot more about us, too."
"My only concern is that I'd be totally lost about your technologies, beliefs, religions, customs, politics, etc. Are there classes that could teach me those things?"
"Not that I'm aware of," Ford thought. "But, there are many couples aboard who are from disparate worlds who know nothing of our culture. They eventually figure it out and fit in very well."
"Given your culture as I understand it, can you be satisfied sexually with just me as your sexual outlet all the time?" I asked.
"Of course I could," Ford smiled. "Already, I love being with you as often as I can. Other men are an outlet, not anything meaningful."
"Will having the same father create a problem with your shipmates?" I wondered.
"No. As I've said before, brothers or close, male cousins can marry and fuck around with each other all they want. The same goes for the women. It isn't common, but no one seems to care one way or the other. And you are so perfect that there will be no one thinking about that. Their only thoughts will be that I totally scored finding a husband as hot and wonderful as you."
"I'll give my notice at the group practice tomorrow and send out letters to all my patients," I said.
"And what will you tell them?"
"Uh, I'm leaving for an overseas assignment that will challenge my medical skills and do the good in underserved areas that I've always wanted to do."
"I'll let my commanding officer know immediately, too. And I'll be sure to let Dad know what we're doing."
"Yeah, I've gotta break the news to my mom and step-dad, too. I'm sure that they'll be disappointed that I'm not using my medical knowledge here."
"You'll still be using those medical skills in the general galaxy, instead of restricting yourself to Earth," Ford smiled. "And you've already provided this planet with some amazing and well-needed cures."
So, on the appointed day, I said goodbye to my mom and step-dad, a few select friends like Armand and Damien, and went to the airport. When our flight was called, we cashed in our tickets and left. We had a taxi take us to an address in the country-side and walked up the lane toward the house. Ford knew it was abandoned. In the early evening, a small space craft landed behind the house and we went aboard. My father was there to greet us. He was piloting the craft along with three other beings that he introduced me to. They were all bi-pedal, but that's where the similarities to humans ended.
This was going to be the best adventure I'd ever had!
This story is fantasy. Your life isn't. Always play safe.
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