Date: Fri, 2 Jun 2006 23:46:51 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mark Wolf <pdxwolf@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pod 16 - 2

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Disclaimer: The following story contains graphic
sexual language and actions between adult males. If
material of this nature offends you, PLEASE do not
read any further. Please note that you must be of
legal age, where you live, to read this story. This is
a work of fiction and any similarity between real
people or events is purely coincidental.

I had a lot of requests to continue this story.  I
hope everyone likes the addition.

Chapter 2

It had been six weeks since the destruction of
Origins.  Pod 16 has maintained a steady efficient
course to Space Station ZR89.  Even on schedule, it
will be another 29 weeks before we reached our
destination.  Still, Troyan and I had put our
isolation together to good use.  Every hour not spent
maintaining the pod's equipment or eating was spent
having hot passionate sex.  We were definitely making
up for the years spent as friends and not lovers.
With all our practice, we have even been able to
expand our sexual activities.  I can now take Troyan
huge 16 inch mamdra cock into my mouth allowing me to
suck down seven to eight inches of his hard blue
staff.  I've grown accustom to enjoying his sweet
chocolate and cherry flavored cum as my desert after
our evening meals.  Troyan was now able to provide a
great handjob using my generous precum to jerk my 10
inch human cock to climax while making sure his talons
remained far away from the soft white flesh.  He can
even use his forked tongue, flicking it over my
sensitive cockhead, to give me wonderfully intense
orgasms.

But most of our time was spent fucking.  I had my
thick meat up Troyan's tight hot ass getting my nut
three or four times a day.  Like right now, I have
Troyan's huge eight foot frame bent over the small bed
in the back of the pod.  My hard ten inches buried
deep into his tight hot hole.  The fine oil coating
the insides of his fuck shute lets my dick slide
effortlessly in and out while his powerful butt
muscles squeeze tightly providing the frictionless
pressure my human cock has grown to love.  The feeling
is so intense, that it has taken me weeks to learn how
to prolong our fuck sessions.  Now, I can provide my
alien lover a good long fuck for our mutual enjoyment.
 Troyan has also learned to keep his incredibly
talented tail out of my ass until the end of our
sessions.  His expert massaging of my prostate causes
my balls to explode in just minutes.

This is not to say sex is the only thing Troyan and I
had to occupy our minds.  Over the last several weeks,
we redesigned the pod's communications array to emit a
long-range distress beacon.  It sacrificed our voice
capabilities but the chance of our distress call being
intercepted by a passing ship was well worth it.  If
we were lucky, we might be able to save ourselves a
couple of months of isolated space travel.  Not that
Troyan and I minded being alone together but a lot can
happen to a small pod in space over the course of
eight months.  Tonight, the worst of those things hit
our small life craft head on.  Forcing a drama we
could never had imagined.

I finished eating my processed animal like protein
meal and pushed the empty plate forward.  I leaned
back into the oversized chair spreading my arms to
rest upon the back.  The chairs were designed to
accommodate various life forms most of which were
larger then humans.  Even my 6'2", 250lb muscular
frame was dwarfed by the chairs size.  Troyan sat on
the opposite side.  His large eight foot, 500lb body
seemed more at home in the soft oversized cushions.
His heavy muscular body straining the seams of the
green upholstery.  I had spent most of the afternoon
under the pod floor replacing a bad compression
fitting.  I grabbed a quick sonic shower before dinner
not bothering to dress.  Nothing unusual really.  We
spent most of our time in the buff.  Troyan was
looking over my body with the all too familiar lust I
have come to recognize within those fiery red eyes of
his.  Normally, I would be sucking a nice sweet load
of alien cum from Troyan's monster dick about now for
desert.  But the crapped quarters and extended
physical exertion necessary to replace the coupling
left me tired and sore.

Troyan seemed to understand and though disappointed,
said we should get some sleep.  He offered to rub the
sore muscles in my back which I gratefully accepted.
The bed was built to accommodate any alien body but
only one at a time.  This lead to a somewhat tight fit
for Troyan and me to sleep together.  Not really a
problem, as I liked snuggling up close to my lover's
body.  Troyan knelt on the floor giving me the entire
bed as he massaged the tightness from my back and
arms.  His powerful hands made quick work of the knots
which were straining the muscles of my body.
Occasionally, his efforts moved down to my chiseled
ass squeezing the hard round orbs lovingly before
moving back up to his original task.  My cock
responded to his extensions growing to it's full
hardness under my rippled abs.  Soon however, I was
completely relaxed and ready for some much needed
sleep.  Troyan started to climb into bed when I asked
him "Where's the lube?"

Every night since our escape from the exploding ore
ship, Troyan's huge cock has been shoved deep into my
human ass.  It was a ritual that had become a symbol
of our love as Troyan slowly fuck me to sleep every
night.  "I just assumed you were tired and needed to
sleep" Troyan said answering my question.  I turned my
head to look into his concerned face.  "I don't think
I could sleep without my monster's monster deep inside
me."  Troyan smiled showing his frightful dagger like
teeth.  In some other context, it looked more like he
was going to eat me than please me.  Troyan got up to
retrieve a bottle of SLK lube which had become a
staple for my butt hole.  His large hand spread my ass
cheeks as he squirted the frictionless crystalline
beads into my fuck shute.  We kept a bottle by the
heat exchanger making the application warm and
inviting to my insides.

Troyan climbed back into bed.  His huge alien cock
grown hard just looking at my muscled bubble butt
which provides him with infinite pleasure day after
day.  Troyan's cock was about three inches in
diameter.  It has taken me weeks of daily practice to
learn how to relax my fuck hole enough to get his huge
dick in my ass without taking forever.  Our first time
together almost split me in two and took a good hour
for Troyan to finally bury his huge phallus up my ass.
 But now it was as natural as our love for each other.
 Troyan's large reptilian arm reach around my body
pulling me close to his hard muscular form.  I could
feel his cock stretching across my butt crack to the
small of my back.  I pulled myself up letting his
staff fall into alignment with my well lubed hole.  I
pushed my ass down onto the massive head letting it
stretch my insides making way for the rest of his
mamdrahood to follow.  In a few short minutes, my ass
was stretched to capacity as Troyan's 16 inch penis
penetrated deep inside my gut.

I had grown accustom to the intense heat his body
produced and enjoyed how his cock heated my insides to
a fiery passion.  Troyan slowly fucking my human hole
with short strokes of only a few inches.  His arm held
me tight with my head lovingly tucked under his own.
My cock was rock hard making a pool of precum next to
my stomach.  Each time Troyan's dick slid past my
prostate, my cock jumped and throbbed against my
belly.  My balls were on fire as their cum boiled in
my sac making its way through my hard thick shaft.
All too soon, my cock exploded long streams of white
human cum over my abs and chest with the remainder
soaking an all too familiar spot on the bed.  As the
climax of my orgasm subsided, my body surrendered to
sleep.  Troyan continued to slow fuck me while I
snoozed eventually blowing a huge load of alien cum
deep inside my body.  The intense heat from Troyan's
orgasm forced another load from my human cock bringing
a giant smile across my sleeping face.  With his large
baseballs emptied, Troyan too drifted off in slumber.
His firm blue shaft  buried deep in his human lover.

Later that night, we were both jarred awake by the
loud siren of the pod's alert system.  Just as
consciousness was entering my brain, the pod jerked
and rolled violently.  The motion threw Troyan from
the bed his still embedded cock pulling me to the
floor with him.  We both looked at each other with
total surprise across our faces.  Quickly regaining
our composure, we ran over to the pod's control
panels.  "Plating shields are off-line!" Troyan yelled
over to me.  "I'm trying to reestablish them."
"Navigation shows us moving on the edge of an asteroid
belt" I answered back.  "The course plotter shows the
belt being narrower then this.  It must have spread
out since the creation of this chart.  I'm moving us
further away from the parameter."  The pod's thrusters
fired rotating us to a higher pitch.  The view port
showed us rising above the slow moving rocks when a
large form moved into view.  There was nothing I could
do.  The thrusters were at full power.  "Troyan, we're
going to get hit again.  Where are the shields?"
Before he could answer, we were thrown from our seats
as the large fragment hit the port side of our pod.
By the time we climbed back up to the consoles, the
pod was clear of the asteroid field.

"Well, that was a fun ride!"  I said to Troyan
jokingly.  He looked over at me with his devilish red
eyes.  Obviously, he saw no humor in the situation.  I
was about to make another smart ass comment but was
interrupted by the pod's computer.  "Attention.  Cabin
pressure falling.  Hull breach on port interior
section 13-A."  This was not news I wanted to hear.
Our little life craft had few repair capabilities.  I
walked over to panel 13-A and removed the access
plate.  I was knocked from my feet by the woosh of air
being sucked from the cabin.  I could see a fist sized
hole in the outer hull and quickly replaced the access
panel.  Troyan's huge blue form was standing over me.
His soft nine inch cock smacked me in the face as I
turned towards him.  "Well?" he asked.  "Well, we have
a good sized hole in one of our outer plates."
"Damn!" he replied back.  I stuck my tongue out
licking the head of Troyan big blue dick.  "I'm sure
this would plug it up" I said seductively licking
further down the shaft.  "Matt would you get serious.
What are we going to do?"  His voice had a concerned
tone, but his cock was lengthening quickly under the
assault of my tongue.

I abruptly stopped causing him to look down with
disappointed eyes.  "Your right big guy.  We need to
take care of this right away."  I got to my feet.  My
own boner betraying my true desires but this was a
problem that couldn't wait.  "We can use another
access panel to make a patch.  I can use the molecular
bonding unit in the medkit to weld the two together."
Troyan put his monster hands on his monster hips.
"That's only used to repair living tissue."  "I can
adjust it to bond metallics.  Trust me" I said batting
my eyes at him.  Troyan shook his head but showed his
toothy grin letting me know my cuteness got him.  I
worked for over an hour reworking the bonder.
Finally, the tool was ready to use.  Troyan had
managed to shape an access panel into two separate
patch plates a spare in case the first failed.  I had
donned my worksuit in preparation of working in
extreme cold and lack of air.  Troyan remained naked.
His skin would provide him protection as he wasn't
going to be in harms way.

I removed the 13-A access panel creating a strong
vacuum within the pod.  Troyan's strong claws held
tightly to the legs of my suit as he lowered me into
the crawlway between the inner an outer hulls.  When I
got to the breach, the vacuum of air made it difficult
to maneuver the patch plate.  After some time, I
finally eyed the location as best I could and let go
of the plate.  The metal made a loud clank as it
landed firmly against the hole.  I activated the
bonder taking my own sweet time to ensure each edge of
the plate was firmly bonded to the outer hull.  I
finally gave Troyan a thumbs up to pull me back out of
the crawlway.  After a couple of minutes waiting for
his strong hands to lift me out, I realized he was no
longer holding onto my legs.  I tried to look back but
the helmet of my suit made maneuvering difficuCaptain
I tried calling through my intercom but he didn't
answer.  Irritation quickly gave way to concern as I
worked my body inch-by-inch out of the crawlway.
After what seemed like forever, I was through the
access panel and looking around the pod for Troyan.  I
spotted his blue form lying on the floor a few feet
from the panel.

I removed my helmet and was instantly hit by
dizziness.  The air in the pod was extremely thin.
The oxygen content below life supporting level.  I
quickly replaced my helmet allowing the internal air
to flow into my gasping lungs.  I ran over to the life
support console and gained a status of our situation.
It was apparent from the readout that most of our air
supply was released into space during my repair
operation.  I increased the scrubber to maximum but
the actual air volume was simply not there.  I went to
the maintenance locker and pulled the other worksuit.
I ran back to Troyan wondering why I hadn't thought
about this as a problem.  I should have made sure he
was in a suit too.  As I reached Troyan's massive
alien body, I realized why he wasn't in a suit.
Unlike the rest of the pod, the suits didn't allow for
his size or more importantly his tail.  I temporary
stood over my blue lover wondering how to get him into
the suit.  A little voice in the back of my head said
"Give him the internal breather hose, stupid!"

I knelt down by Troyan's side pulling the suit towards
his chest.  I reached in and disconnected the breather
hose from the internal coupling.  Attaching the face
mask from the utility pocket.  I turned on the suit's
oxygen supply and placed the mechanism over his
reptilian face.  Troyan showed no signs of breathing.
I pushed on his chest trying to force his lungs to
inhale the badly needed air.  The thickness of his
hide and the bulk of his muscles made my attempt
futile.  After 30 minutes of trying to get Troyan to
breath, I fell to the floor in total despair.  The
visor of my helmet misted from the constant flow of
tears as I mourned the death of my friend and lover.
My dreams of Troyan and I living together to old age,
enjoying each others company, and being close every
night were washed away as I looked down at his
lifeless body.  I ran my gloved hand across his ridged
head trying to comprehend everything that had happened
over the last hour.  Were we spared from the Origins
only to have a few precious weeks together.  Am I now
destined to mourn my lover for the rest of my days.

I sat next to Troyan all the next day not bothering to
eat or drink.  I'm sure I slipped into sleep at some
point but it was only for a few short minutes.  I just
sat there looking down at his massive blue body
stroking his skin and sobbing uncontrollably.  My suit
had maybe ten hours of oxygen left.  A small voice in
my head kept telling me that I needed to figure out
how to scrub the oxygen within the suit.  But my heart
didn't seem to care whether I lived or died.  Without
Troyan in my life, what was the point of going on?  I
laid across his large chest hugging him for hours
through the form fitting polymers of my worksuit.  I
badly wanted to remove my helmet.  To kiss my closest
friend and feel his leathery skin once more against my
human body.  I reached for the connecter as the suit
beeped indicating I now had 15 minutes of air left.
As my hand flipped the latch on the connection ring
around my neck, I felt the pod shake.  I stood up
looking out the view port as the black of space was
soon replaced with the brightness of a docking bay.

My mind slowly processed the visual information
indicating that I was being rescued or that someone
wanted the pod for scrap.   I turned around moving my
body towards the air lock.  The dimensioning air in my
suit was effecting my consciousness.  It seemed like
my limps were trying to move through heavy water as it
took forever to finally reach the door.  My hand
reached for the control panel just as the outer door
slid open with two human males entering.  I pressed
the override button forcing the interior door to slid
open also.  The on rush of air nearly knocked me over
as the pod's pressure equalized to the ship's cargo
hold.  I finished releasing the connector allowing me
to remove my helmet.  My lungs inhaled deeply the
fullness of the new air around me.  After several more
breaths, the lack of energy within my body seemed to
be renewed.  Captain Driel asked about my condition.
I leaned against the wall saying "I'll be alright but
my friend .."  My speech trailed off as I looked down
at the floor.  The officer looked over at the large
alien reptile lying across the floor.  "Ensign.  Go
get a couple of medtechs and take his body to the
trauma center.  As the other man left the Captain
asked me to go with him.  "I can't leave my friend!" I
almost screamed.  The man put his arm around me
supporting my still unsteady legs.  "Don't worry.
He'll be in good hands.  You'll be able to see him in
a little while."

I reluctantly went with Captain Driel who took me to
the ship's medical section.  He handed me over to a
technician saying "I'll need to ask you some questions
but I'll give you a moment to rest.  Sam here will get
you checked out.  I'll be back later."  I smiled my
appreciation as the officer left.  "Here lets get you
out of that suit" Sam said pulling the tight fitting
gear from my body.  I was still a little dazed and
confused, standing motionless as the young man
stripped me down to my bare essence.  "Now lets get
you checked out" he said standing in front of me
looking up and down my muscled body.  I smiled at him
saying "I don't think this was the kind of checking
the Captain had in mind."  Sam's face turned red as he
realized he had been standing there drooling over my
nakedness.  "Uh, yeah" he said sheepishly.  "Please
lay down on the table and we'll get you scanned."  Sam
gave me a wink as I jumped onto the scan table.
Normally, I would have returned the flirtation but the
only thing on my mind was the loss of Troyan.  The
medtech stood over me as the scan bar moved down the
length of my body.  He watched intently as the yellow
light illuminated every inch of my defined muscular
form.

After the scan completed, Sam went the extra mile,
physically examining my body with his eyes and hands.
He seemed to enjoy running his hands over my large
pecs, kneading the muscles in my thighs and of course
spending a generous amount of time fondling my hefty
cock and balls.  My dick put on a show for him
swelling to it's full hard ten inches.  His mouth
watered and his eyes pleaded with me to let him taste
my thick meat.  I nodded thinking a blowjob might keep
my mind off of Troyan.  At least for a little while.

Sam's face produced a broad smile now that he had
permission to indulge himself with my cock.  His young
hand grasped firmly on to the thick base of my fuck
stick.  He lifted the heavy flesh to his out stretched
tongue tasting the few drops of precum that were
dripping from the tip.  "Mmmm" escaped his mouth as
his tongue spread the clear fluid across his lips.  He
then spread his mouth wide engulfing my cockhead.  The
warmth of his wet mouth caused my cock to pulse with
sexual excitement.  The sensual feelings of his tongue
gliding over my end of my dick force a guttural moan
from my motionless body.  I brought my arms up letting
my hands rub my broad chest and play with my erect
nipples.  Sam was now bobbing wildly on my manhood
making loud slurping sounds as he sucked five inches
of hard flesh at a time.  His soft hands were expertly
pulling and tugging at my heavily loaded balls quickly
bringing me to climax.  I closed my eyes enjoying the
intense electric feelings flowing from Sam's mouth to
my lightening rod as it spread throughout my entire
body.  I was realized how much I'd missed having a
warm hot mouth surrounding my prick.  The one thing
that Troyan wasn't able to give me.

In less then a minute, my orgasm hit like a lightening
storm.  I unloaded all my pent up emotions through the
end of my cock as it exploded hot cum into Sam's
gulping mouth.  He swallowed my male offering milking
my balls ensuring he received every last drop.  As I
came down from the high of my climax, I knew having
sex would never be the same.  The love and closeness
Troyan and I shared during sex was would now become
simple physical satisfaction.  Sam's head came up from
between my legs.  Cum was dripping from his smiling
mouth.  I smiled my gratitude asking "So, do I check
out OK."  Sam regained some of his composure before
answering "You seem to be in good working order."  The
medtech went over to one of the compartments lining
the adjacent wall.  He pulled out a generic uniform
placing it at the end of the table.  "You can dress
now" he said almost reluctantly.  I hopped down
grabbing the pants and slipping them over my large
thighs.  The fluid material expanded easily at first
but eventually tightened into a form fitting suit.

Sam completed his entries into a medical console.  He
turned to leave just as I was putting on my shoes.
His hand grabbed my rock hard buttock squeezing it
firmly while saying "Nice to have met you.  Hopefully,
we'll see each other again."  He slapped my ass before
leaving the bay.  I chuckled to myself as a vision of
the thin young man fucking my muscled ass seemed very
much out of place.  I stood by the table waiting for
the Captain to return.  The solitude allowed my mind
to again dwell on my loss.  I continually asked myself
why we didn't pull out the other worksuit so Troyan
would have oxygen.  How could neither of us anticipate
the loss of so much air from the pod.  My eyes began
to tear up as my mind began to take on the full
responsibility of Troyan's tragic accident.

Captain Driel entered a short time later.  His mouth
hung open as he looked at my strong bulking muscles
jutting through the tight fitting uniform I was
wearing.  His eyes traced every inch of my 6'2" 250lb
bodybuilder frame.  His gaze eventually transfixed on
the large bulge pushing out from my crotch area.
"Well, I see we've got you all fixed up" he said
finally.  "Please follow me."  He escorted me to his
office located in the command section of the ship.
The room was large enough for a standard desk, two
flanking chairs and a small bar against the far wall.
Behind his desk was a large view port showing our
movement through space.  "Please sit" he said
indicating one of the soft human-sized chairs.  "Would
you like something to drink?"  "Water, if you have it"
I replied.  "I just opened a bottle of Terrain water
this morning."  Captain Driel walked over to the bar
retrieving two short glasses of perfectly clear water.
 He handed me the cool liquid asking "So, can you tell
me your name?"  I took of sip from the glass tasting
water with traces of minerals not found in normal
constituted water systems.  It gave the liquid weight
and a slight taste that demonstrated the difference
between technology and nature.  "This is excellent."
Captain Driel smiled at my obvious naiveté.  "My name
is Matt Holman.  I was an ore processing tech on the
ship Origins."  I took another sip of water as Captain
Driel sat in the chair across from me.  "Can you tell
me what happened to your ship, Matt?"

The images of the last few moments before the
explosion were as clear in my mind as when they were
happening.  I told Captain Driel how Mike, Gus, Troyan
and myself had just ended our shift and were getting
cleaned up in one of the starboard locker rooms.
While showering, I heard the alarm and jumped from the
enclosure.  The four of us ran to the closest escape
pods as fast as we could.  Troyan and I jettisoned in
pod 16.  From the view port, I could see that pod Mike
and Gus were in hadn't disengaged when the ship
vaporized.  I told Captain Driel, I assumed the
reactor on the ship exploded, but the destruction was
so complete that I couldn't be sure.  He asked me for
the last coordinates of the Origins and got up asking
if I would like some more water.  With a nod of my
head, he refilled the glasses handing mine to me as he
stood by my side.  He placed a hand on my shoulder,
gently rubbing my neck.  "I am sorry about the lose of
your comrades.  You may not realize it yet, but you
are a very lucky man."  "Thank you Captain Driel."
"Please call me Pete" he said patting my back before
returning to my neck.

He set his glass down on the desk allowing him to use
both hands to massage my shoulders.  The tight fitting
fabric I wore provided little resistance to his
gripping fingers.  "Boy, your muscles are really tense
Matt.  I guess your ordeal is still causing you a lot
of stress."  His hands slipped down to my chest
rubbing my large muscular pecs.  For an officer, he
sure knew how to give a massage.  He managed to move
his efforts down to my lower abs covering my entire
torso with erotic tingling sensations.  My cock
responded stretching the fabric of my pants obscenely
as it snaked it's way down my leg.  Pete's hand
trailed down to my thigh tracing the outline of my
fast growing monster.  "Maybe you need more than a
massage to relieve all that stress?" he said looking
into my eyes for an answer.  I looked over the
officer's nice toned body.  The fabric of his uniform
was also snug fitting showing off his tight tummy and
nice firm bubble butt.  His modest cock was fast
becoming hard as he squeezed my ten inch manhood with
his hand.  Finally, I returned his gaze saying "Well,
your medtech tried to suck out some of my tension, but
I think something more physical might be required.  I
swung my arm around grabbing a hold of his firm round
ass.

Pete walked over to the office door saying "Do not
disturb."  The door locked with an automated voice
replying "Status updated."  He turned removing his
shirt and let it fall to the ground.  I sat there
admiring his lean muscular form as he continued
removing his pants.  His smooth hairless chest and
ivory white skin accentuated the erect pink nipples
that seemed to be pointing right at me.  As he stepped
out of his pants, pausing long enough for me to
appreciate his tight hard body.  He slowly turned
revealing his perfect bubble butt spreading the cheeks
to show his smooth pink pucker for my approval.  "Do
you think this might provide you with better stress
relief?"  I got up from my chair walking over to the
naked man.  My big strong hands replacing his as I
knelt to get a better look at his fuck door.  "Let's
see" I said simply before diving my tongue into his
tight little ring.

Pete moaned loudly saying "Oh man, it's been so long
since someone ate my ass like that.  Fuck Matt, that
feels so damn good!"  "This guy is going to be a
screamer" I thought to myself as I continued to
expertly loosen his hairless bud.  In less than ten
minutes, I had three fingers ramming in and out of
Pete's hot hole.  I playfully bit his ass from side to
side as I finger fucked the 30 year old in preparation
for the main event.  I kept working his fine ass for
several more minutes before removing my fingers and
rising up from my knees.  I slapped his pure white ass
several times hard enough to leave bright red marks
covering the marks left from my bites.  The guy was
moaning and talking non-stop the whole time.  I picked
up the 5'8" roughly 135lb man effortlessly carrying
him over to one of the chairs.  He knelt on the seat
holding on to the back of the chair in a modified
doggy position.  I ran my hands up and down the length
of his back sliding over his firm bubble butt and
around to his incredibly flat stomach.  I reached down
to feel his hard four inch cock pushing up tight
against his lean body.  "Oh god, you've got such
strong hands.  I've never had sex with a laborer
before."

The comment wasn't much of a turn on, but my sexual
desire was still coming to a peak.  I released my cock
from the constrains of my tight pants.  My dick
thanking me by stretching even longer than normal as
it pointed towards it's target.  Precum was dripping
from the tip as I slid the length of my shaft up and
down the crack of Pete's wanting ass.  He wiggled and
moaned almost uncontrollably as my thick meat teased
him.  When his pink pucker was well soaked with my
natural lube, I pushed the head of my dick past the
tight ring of his fuck hole.  Pete cried out yelling,
"Fucking Jesus, I don't think I can take that fucking
thing Matt.  We need to stop guy!"  "Like hell
pussyboy!  I need some fuckin stress relief and you
need to know what it's like to get fucked by a real
man.  Not one of these government pansy dicks."  "Oh
no Matt.  I really can't take that monster up my ass.
Pull it .."  Before he finished his sentence, I
grabbed a hold of his hips and rammed all ten plus
inches of my horse cock up his prissy ass.

"Ah fuck. No, no, no, take it out, your killing me!"
Pete screamed between deep sobs.  Eventually, he
couldn't say anything being out of breath from
wailing.  I remained still actually feeling bad about
what I had done.  As I debated whether to pull my dick
out and leave the guy in peace, Pete's cries began to
soften.  I stretched my hands around to his chest
pulling the guy up into me.  His small back now
against my large broad chest.  I kissed his neck
gently as I whispered into his ear "I'm sorry."  His
hands moved around to caress my hips and lower back.
Soon, h was rubbing the upper part of my firm muscular
butt understanding the kind of power they would
provide me during a fuck session.  His ass was now
grinding into my groin as he endeavored to ensure
every fraction of my large thick cock was buried deep
into his lean body.  I let the fingers of my right
hand slide slowly down the front of his body finally
encircling his hard prick.  I started stroking his
cock while simultaneously moving my hard shaft in and
out of his now relaxed hole.  In a few minutes, Pete
began to yell again.  This time moans of pleasure and
excitement were coming from his mouth.  Tears of pain
were replaced with "Ram that fucking battleship up my
ass Matt.  Fuck me hard.  Make me your fuckin bitch!"
Any twinge of guilt I might have felt was now
completely gone.

I pulled my hand from Pete's cock and pushed him back
down against the chair.  I again grabbed hold of his
narrow hips increasing my leverage to fuck the shit
out of him.  I was riding the guy rough using long
strokes as I forcefully plunged my cock deep into his
guts over and over.  I was slapping his ass, not
playfully, but hard with the intent to inflict pain.
"I am going to fuck you so hard, you won't be able to
walk straight for a week!" I said in a sadistic voice.
 I was forcing all my pain and grief out from my body
and into his reddened ass.  My strong arms lifted his
legs off the chair causing his head to fall into the
seat.  I held his thighs in the air as I pounded his
hot tight hole without mercy.  The word `rape' would
cross my mind as I didn't seem to care about the human
being I was using to get my nut.  Luckily Pete was
into the whole ordeal yelling "Oh yeah guy, fucking
tear me open.  Shove that big cock so far up my ass I
can taste it.  Fuck me hard big man, fuck me hard!"

It was obvious, I needed the physical relief as much
as the sexual relief.  I fucked Captain Driel full on
for over an hour.  His small balls firing two
impressive loads of cum over the chair and across the
floor.  As exertion began to over take my hard working
muscles, my much needed sexual relief was churning in
my balls as they continually slapped Pete's very red,
maybe even bruised, butt.  At last my orgasm welled up
forcing me to take one last final thrust up Pete's
undoubtedly sore fuck shute.  With my dick buried deep
into Pete's body, I exploded gallons of hot cum
filling the guy's tummy with man juice.  My cock
throbbed and jerked with each shot stimulating Pete's
insides like never before.  One last time, he climaxed
squeezing his butt muscles tightening his grip on my
thick fire hose.  I reached down stroking his
squirting prick pumping every last drop of his cum
onto the floor.

Within a couple of minutes, my cock was completely
emptied and softening in Pete's butt as I pulled
myself out of his now loose hole.  I curled my arms
bringing his cum covered ass to my face.  I licked him
clean actually sucking my cum from his fuck hole like
a milkshake through a straw.  When I finished with his
backside, I easily turned him around and licked his
limp cock and spent balls tasting the guy's cum for
the first time.  Pete returned the favor hanging onto
my muscular thighs licking my entire crotch as he hung
upside down.  He even sucked my soft six inch dick
into his mouth pulling any remaining juice it had.  I
let him enjoy my cock for several minutes before
turning him over onto his feet.

Pete could barely walk as he made his way across the
room to retrieve his clothes.  I pushed my limp dick
into my pants and followed lending him a hand.  He
moved like an old man of a hundred taking short bow
legged steps.  I chuckled saying "I said you wouldn't
be able to walk for a week."  Pete bent down to pick
up his pants.  "No shit.  I think it's going to be
more like a month."  He looked up at me smiling as he
said "But it was damn well worth it.  That was the
greatest fuck of my life.  Thanks Matt."  I smiled
bending down to help him get his legs into his pants.
Slowly but surely, Pete was redressed.  We returned to
the chairs with our glasses of water refreshed.  We
sat in silence for a short while until Captain Driel
said "Well here's to the biggest cock my butt's every
had."  I smiled replying "And here's to one of the
best rides I've ever had from a human."  Our glasses
clinked as we relaxed back into the chairs.

"So, you've had sex outside our species?" Captain
Driel asked raising an eyebrow.  "Only one" I said in
a low tone.  The feelings of loss and sorrow returning
to my mind.  "Actually, the only time I've ever been
in love was with an alien."  I looked down at my glass
gazing at the sparkles from the water's surface.  Pete
looked at me for a couple of minutes.  Trying to
comprehend feelings he had yet to have and really
didn't want.  Career officers need to be unattached
allowing them to move freely within the government.
"You and that mamdra uh?  Well, it's a damn shame your
off the market, Matt.  I can't say I understand, but I
appreciate you giving me a ride while your partner's
recuperating."  I continued looking at my glass until
his words fully processed in my brain.
"Recuperating!" I almost yelled.  Pete looked over at
me in surprise.  "Yeah.  Doc says he wants your friend
to stay in bed for a couple of days until his body
completely returns from it's suspended state."  I
still wasn't comprehending any of the words Captain
Driel was using.  "Suspend state?" I asked.  "Troyan's
dead.  He died when all the air was released from the
pod."

Pete got up from his chair, slowly almost comically
walking over to mine.  "Matt, his body went into
suspension from the shock.  Mamdra's can live frozen
in ice for years.  It wasn't quite cold enough for his
body but the oxygen tube you gave him kept his body
from having any serious affects."  I couldn't believe
it.  The roller coaster of emotions finally broke me
as I began to sob uncontrollably.  My tears causing
ripples in the water as they fell into the glass I
held.  Captain Driel reached down taking the glass
from my hand and setting it on the desk.  He cupped my
chin pulling my tear streaked face towards his.  "Why
don't we go pay him a visit?"

End Chapter 2