PLANET OF DESIRE II
                              THE SPERM WARS

			       Chapter Five
				"Connobar"

     Ivan made the trip down into the valley, a drop much longer than the
climb he had just taken.  The valley he had lived in must be on a plateau
of some kind, he decided, but he remembered the ocean not far from his home
and figured not.  This valley had to be well below sea-level.  It was
another puzzle.  Of course, this whole planet was designed by the strange
alien inside that cavern, so maybe it wasn't a puzzle after all.  Maybe
here, water flowed uphill!
     Still, when night fell soon after, they were still on the trail.  Ivan
wondered if Kyle and Vid were following closely, or still waiting at the
pass.  When he had left them, they had suspicions but no more.
     "We're going to have to tie you up tonight, I'm afraid." Colin
explained apologetically.  "We'll be in Connobar by the day after tomorrow
and you'll get much better accomodations, I can assure you."
     Ivan didn't say anything.  The look on his face said it all.  Colin
said, "Please don't think we're monsters.  We have to do this.  It's the
only way."
     "The only way for what?"
     "I don't think I'm ready to explain that.  I'll let our Master of
Breeding take care of that.  We have several of your people here already,
and all are being very well-treated."  Colin paused.  "It's not our fault.
We have a right to live too, you know."
     "I don't know."
     Jethro walked up.  "Now who's talking too much?" he demanded.
     "He's right." Colin said.  "I've said too much.  Wait until tomorrow
and you'll learn everything.  You'll be all right until then.  The pink
mist doesn't come out of this side of the mountain."
     "Does Connobar live without the mist?" Ivan asked.
     "No, only this side of the mountain is free from it." Colin said.  "We
think it's...well, it doesn't matter what we think.  Wait until we get to
Connobar."
     And Colin was right.  All four of them managed to make it all the way
down the mountain before Ivan began to feel the old familiar stirrings
arising again.
     At the base of the mountain Ivan and his captors were met by a man who
wore a uniform Ivan had never seen before, yet its design niggled at his
memory.  Light gray, it was made of soft material for casual wear and
starched stiffness for formal wear such as the leader who greeted Ivan's
party.  It's cut was flattering to the male body, making the man seem
somehow bigger and more commanding and yet, menacing in Ivan's eyes.  He
had seen this uniform before and couldn't think where.  Behind this man was
a small fort with others similarly dressed, and from the reactions of the
men, Jose, Colin and Jethro were members of this group as well.
     "Welcome back, men." the man said as Colin, Jose and Jethro all
saluted.  "How went the expedition?"
     "Very well, sir." Colin said.  Colin told the story while Jose and
Jethro chimed in with details, eagerly, telling blithely of how they had
captured clothing from one farm and blended in with the natives, then
joined in the orgy of the night before with a story of belonging to a group
of the natives they had heard about, and had three natives going with them,
but two got away.  Just as if Ivan had been an animal they were hunting.
     Colin concluded.  "As arranged, we left the other seven members of our
party behind to set up a base of operations for us.  I'm just sorry the
other two facilitators got away, sir."
     "Facilitators?" Ivan asked.
     The man, whose title Ivan had heard during the course of the briefing
as "Commander Sachsen," gave Ivan a smile full of pity.  "You'll be taken
to the Facilitator building directly." he said.  "As soon as we know you
have what it takes to be a facilitator."  Commander Sachsen looked at
Colin.  "Having seen that forbidden item that you and Jose have been
carrying in your packs for the last few weeks, am I to assume that you two
would like to test this one out?"
     Colin's face broke open in a large grin. "Yes, sir!" he said.
     "What do you plan to do with the child while you two finish out your
enlistment?"  Commander Sachsen asked.
     "My father is waiting for us back in Connobar." Colin said.  "He and
Jose's parents will take care of the child until it hatches, and then care
for it until Jose and I finish our enlistment."
     "I see you have it all planned out." Commander Sachsen said.  "All
right, take this one to your room in the guardhouse and give our latest
facilitator a proper test."
     The men who had been gathering and frankly listening began to react
like any group of men to good news, some with congratulations, other with
catcalls and remarks that Ivan couldn't make out.  Colin and Jose seemed to
be about to garner some honor, but how did Ivan fit into this and why the
comment from one man that "this stud ought to make you a good baby."  Why
did these big, handsome, virile men need him to have children, if that was
to be his role in this strange land called Connobar?
     Ivan was dragged eagerly by Colin and Jose to the room.  Ivan was
surprised to see Colin open a trunk, unwrap a large bundle, and take out
what appeared to be a soft-shelled egg about a foot in diameter and nearly
two feet long.  Colin carefully laid the egg down on the mat which appeared
to be their bed.  Jose then led Ivan to the mat.
     "Down on your knees." Colin ordered.
     Ivan knelt, perforce, before the egg.  "What am I supposed to do?" he
protested.
     "Just enjoy this." Colin grinned and knelt beside him.  Ivan's
jumpsuit's fly was zipped down and Colin took out his cock.  The mist was
stronger here in town and Ivan's cock promptly rose to full erection.
Colin began to flog him, inexpertly but quickly.  "Just enjoy the ride and
shoot your wad all over the egg, man." he encouraged Ivan.  "Give us a
good, full load.  Come on, man, it's important to us."
     Jose agreed as he knelt on the other side of Colin and took out his
cock, then took Colin's in his other hand and began his rocking
finger-manipulation.
     "Not too fast." Colin warned.  "He's got to shoot first you know."
     "I know." Jose said.  "I just want to make sure you're ready to go
right after he is."
     Jose toyed with his cock and Colin's as Colin sped up his attack on
Ivan's cock.  Ivan's hands were bound behind him, he had no way and no
chance to reciprocate.  The hand on his cock was humiliating to him.  "Why
this egg?" he asked.  "Why do you want my sperm to hit that egg?" he asked.
     "You'll see." Colin said.  "Something will happen.  Something very
special, indeed.  Come on, man, give me that load.  I want it all over this
egg.  It's your job from now on, facilitator.  You're going to be shooting
over a lot of eggs from now on.  Four or five times a day.  Wouldn't you
say this one is good for that many spermloads, Jose?"
     "Easily." Jose agreed.  "The way he choked you with that load of his."
     "We should have tried bringing back that Slan." Colin said.  "Can you
imagine how many children that Slan could facilitate with those four cocks
of his?"
     "If he was compatible." Jose said.  "That would have been nice.  They
could have laid out four eggs for us, and we could have quadruplets."
     The two laughed intimately.  "Come on, Ivan, I want that baby you can
help us to have."  Colin said.  "Jose and me will give it a wonderful home.
We got the nursery all set up and I got a good job.  Our son won't want for
anything, and you'll be giving him to us."
     Ivan's breath was beginning to speed up.
     "Look at him, his face is flushing." Jose said.  "I'll bet he's about
ready to shoot.  Aim it at the egg, Colin, please don't miss."
     "I won't." Colin said.  "My hand's getting tired, but I'll bring this
facilitator off, don't you worry.  You just keep our cocks warmed up for
their chance."
     Ivan couldn't help it.  Despite the odd situation, the cold floor
beneath him, the strange egg in front of him that he was supposed to
splatter with his jism, the stranger talk of the two men, Ivan still was
heading right for orgasm.  It seemed like he was going to supply them with
a child in some way.  Was this egg somehow carrying human ova within it?
It was so large, nearly the size of a human baby.  It's skin was soft, like
a snake's egg.  Ivan didn't see how it would work, but the enthusiasm of
his captors was obvious.
     "Harder." he groaned.  "Harder and faster.  I'm close, real close."
Ivan said.
     "Agh!" Colin groaned from the pain in his arm and hand, but he kept
pounding Ivan's pud rapidly.  "Give us a good load man!" he pleaded.  "We
want a nice big load from you.  Come on, we only get this one chance, come
on, shoot it hard, shoot, shoot, shoot!"
     "Oh, God!" Ivan was caught in that frustrating netherworld, near
orgasm but not quite reaching it.  "Free my hand and I'll finish it
myself." he begged.  "Please!"
     Jose said, "I'll do it.  Don't stop, Colin.  Play with yourself and
keep your cock primed and ready."
     Jose moved behind them and Ivan felt the ropes being tugged apart.
One hand came free and Jose yanked hard with the rope.  "One hand's all you
get, man." he hissed.  "I sure hope you're a leftie when you yank your
rod."
     Ivan wasn't, as it happened, but with his hand free, he grabbed it
from Colin and took over.  "Ugh, ugh, ugh!" he groaned and felt orgasm
sneaking in like a timid intruder.  He closed his eyes and remembered Al's
cock plugging his butt every morning.  He remembered their sex on that day
outside the Cavern of Souls when Al first made known to Ivan that he was in
love with him.  Ivan's own love had bloomed later, Al was always there for
him, and less than a year later, they went together to the Temple of
Children.  "Al, will I ever see you again?" he moaned to himself.  "Your
huge warm cock, your sweet hands on my hips, that wonderful way you give
your own ass to me just often enough to keep me hungry for it.  Oh, Al, I
love you!"
     And in this way, Ivan tricked his body into forgetting where he was,
in the center of three men masturbating over an odd egg, God knew why.
     Orgasm climbed up his body like molasses, but it made the trip at
last.  Ivan clung to it protectively, nursing it every step of the way, and
before long it seeped into his cock and made the trip from there to his
brain.
     "Ugh, ugh, u-u-u-u-uhhh!" Ivan groaned and his come flew like
gangbusters.  The first arced high over the egg and Jose, watching, grabbed
Ivan's arm.
     "Aim for the egg, man." Jose said.  "Aim for the egg."
     Ivan was beyond listening at that moment, but Jose kept his arm held
down and the rest of the splatters of jism made it onto the egg.
     Ivan fell backwards, and was ignored by the two men, who were now busy
themselves.  Their hands barely moved, yet there was an eager urgency in
their movements.  Ivan looked, knowing he had a chance to escape, perhaps,
but curiosity overcoming him.  The egg almost shone from within, the glint
from his sperm catching the light, Ivan supposed.
     No, it was more than that.  The egg was glittering of its own accord.
As the glitter spread, Colin hit orgasm and his seed flew onto the egg and
vanished into the glitter that now began to swirl.
     "Oh, God, no!" Jose groaned.  "I'm not ready, I'm not ready!"
     Colin staggered, still gasping for breath, fell over Ivan and grabbed
Jose, pulled him back and said, "Come on, Jose, it's our only chance.  Our
only chance!"  Colin grabbed Jose's breasts and pinched, hard.  Jose howled
and Colin yanked them again.  "Come on, my love, shoot it, shoot it!  Think
about our baby, lover!  Think of our son!"
     The swirling glitter was dying out when Jose reached orgasm and his
seed flew into the air.  Colin, nearly recovered, managed to grab Jose's
cock and aim for the diminishing swirl as it died down.
     "Oh, God, did I make it?" Jose groaned.  "Please, did I make it?"
     "You made it, love." Colin said.  "You made it.  You made it."  And
they embraced, Colin openly crying, holding onto Jose, Ivan forgotten and
smashed between them.
     "You made it.  You made it." Colin kept repeating rocking Jose in his
arms.
     Ivan crawled out from under them.  If he could get his hand free, he
could run out the door.  Surprise might yet free him from this place.
     But as he turned, the door opened and in came two strong-looking men.
"Well, time's up, fellows." one of them said.  "Facilitator, you're to come
with us."
     "Wait, please!" Colin said.  "Just a moment, please."
     "What is it, Colin?" the strong man said, rolling his eyes in disgust.
"We got to get this facilitator to Connobar so he can get busy giving other
men babies."
     Colin looked at Ivan.  "We've done you badly." he said.  "You may
never forgive us for what we've done.  But here," he motioned to the egg
now returned to its lusterless white sheen.  "You have given Jose and me a
child.  We'll name our son Ivan, after you." he said.  "And we'll tell him
when he grows up all we can about the faciliator who made him possible.  I
promise you that."
     "Are you done?" the man said.
     Colin nodded.
     "Well, we've got lot of other couples waiting for a facilitator." the
strong man said.  "Lots of couples who missed out on the grunkel lottery.
Congratulations, fellows, you got a three-day leave.  Take your child
home."
     Ivan walked out, looking back to see Colin and Jose scooping up the
egg as if it were a baby.
     "It takes three men to make a baby here?" Ivan asked his new captors.
     "Naw, just two." the man said.  "Trouble is, they can't do it alone.
We have to have someone who's not from Connobar to shoot his wad on it and
soften it up, first.  Didn't you see what was happening?"
     "Not really.  Can I have some answers to my questions now?" Ivan
asked.
     "Not much to it.  All of us Connobarans were all born from eggs like
you see there.  Nothing inside the egg except for a sort of nourishment.
It's like a sort of holding place.  It takes an outsider like you to get
the shell softened up.  If two of us are waiting to shoot our wads inside
while it's still soft, then our sperm combines inside to make a new child.
The child is half and half of our lineage, none of yours.  You're only the
facilitator.  Needed, but not propagated, if you see what I mean."
     "What is the grunkel lottery?" Ivan asked.
     "Grunkels carry in sperm from your valley to ours.  Used to be the
only way we got born.  But then our population got too big for the supply,
plenty of couples couldn't have children, and at first we set up a lottery
to decide who got to have children.  Then we learned just a few years ago
that your people over there was how the grunkels got the sperm to begin
with, and our Council agreed a couple of years ago to let us send out
volunteers to capture some of your people, so we can milk you directly onto
the eggs.  Last I heard we had six of your people on that detail, but it
still isn't enough.  Worked out real well at first, except that now we have
more people than ever and we're back to the problem of how to let all those
happy couples get babies of their very own.  You're going to spend the rest
of your life shooting your load again and again, and making a lot of young
couples very happy in the process.  Isn't that wonderful?"
     "What about my own family?" Ivan protested.  "They're waiting for me."
     "True." the man admitted.  "But don't worry.  We'll be rounding up the
lot of you real soon and the plan is to reunite any of your families then.
Anyway, it's time your valley was integrated with ours.  We need the room.
Too many Connobarans for the land in this one valley."
     So that was the threat hanging over his family and his neighbors, Ivan
realized.  Suddenly, his life was less important than the message he now
carried.  Let him die if he can warn his people of the Connobaran threat.
Then his people would have a chance to fight off the slavery about to
overtake them.
     Then, suddenly, he felt sad.  Despite what the odd alien had told them
ten years ago, war had come to Desire after all.  War not over land, or
religion or food, but war over the very sperm in their bodies.
     The Sperm Wars were about to begin.

                       END OF CHAPTER FIVE