From: cantake@aol.com (Cantake) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.gay Subject: The very FINAL frontier?? Date: 24 Apr 1996 23:18:37 -0400 Organization: America Online, Inc. (1-800-827-6364) Lines: 227 Message-ID: <4lmqud$ki@newsbf02.news.aol.com> Reply-To: cantake@aol.com (Cantake) NNTP-Posting-Host: newsbf02.mail.aol.com What happens when you're gay & meet the alien of your dreams??? ************************* "The visuals are still down, Jim." N'Challa said to me as I was lying in the access hatch, just my feet sticking out of the wall. His voice sounded more like a soft growl, obviously not used to human language which surprised no one who met him. Standing over to two meters tall, N'Challa towered over most everyone on the Station, he was covered with white fur with black stripes that he kept trimmed short. He looked a bit like a white tiger that just started walking around one day. "Damn, these connections weren't tightened..." N'Challa bent as far down as he could to look in the hatch. "Try it now." I called out to him. "There are visuals...but it's still off-line." He said standing and looking at the console. Suddenly I heard the displays came to life. "That's got it." he growled at me. Before I could squirm out of the hatch two hands grabbed my ankles and dragged me out into the Diplomatic Security Office. The consoles were alive with displays of a variety of systems, sitting down I started the system checks to make sure that everything was working. "Well, it's going to be a couple of hours before the checks are done." My eyes hurt after so much close proximity work. "What say we get some food while this is working," I asked rubbing my eyes as I stood up.. "Certainly..." "Okay, let me get a shower and I'll meet you at my quarters?" N'Challa agreed as we walked out. The door chime sounded as I stepped into the shower and N'Challa's voice indentified himself over the intercomm. "Open," I called loud enough for the automatics to recognize and execute the command. "I'm in the shower and I'll be right out." I called over the open comm channel and started cleaning up. "You humans are funny," Startled I turned around and saw his outline on the other side of the shower door. He'd always waited in the living area for me to finish before. "You get all wet to clean off then just dry yourself again. Sonics work just as well, you know." "Yeah...yeah...you're just jealous 'cause you smell like a musty dog when you get wet." I teased him. "The price we pay for not being born naked." I turned off the water stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel to dry off. He was leaning against the wall wearing just his duty trousers, his sexual organ had become well outlined down his right leg. The fur on his torso was trimmed to the same, short, length as his kept his facial fur. "Let me," He said, plucking the towel from my hand. I'd never noticed how large his hands were. How large HE was...he stood over two meters tall and he was very muscular and massive. "You're not like the other human I had, she was all soft, round, hairless, and pale." With his strength it was an effort not to be knocked onto the floor as he rubbed me down. He seemed to take great delight in drying my hair...even running his fingers over it when he was done. He dropped the towel and ran one leathery hand (paw?) down my back. "You're dark and muscular with light curly fur, kind of like a kit!" As if he was considering an animal to purchase. Looking up into the mirror, I was staring right into his yellow eyes as he moved in closer and ran his hand down my chest and over my stomach. His white fur stood out against my dark human skin. I felt his fur and breath against my body as he reached down and engulfed my stone hard cock in his hand. Sudenly he popped his claws, slightly, into my balls and I jumped away from him and turned to face him. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!?" He stepped back and looked at me, puzzled. "Have I made offense?" I shook my head and leaned back against the counter. "No. But how 'bout you just tell me what's going on here?" My seven inches bounced between us, I wished it wouldn't betray me like. Usually, it's hard to interrogate someone when they're staring down a long thick black one eyed trouser snake. He just leaned back against the wall. "I'm just trying to find a mate, here on the station. And I've been watching a couple of people for a while. And I like you the best." "Do you always come onto humans, I'm sure that there are some interested Narthian women on the station." He nodded. "But they're all older with thinning fur. But you're young and tight and attractive...I guess I should just go." He walked out of the head looking a bit depressed. I stood there for a moment, thinkng. "Door...lock." The computer chirped an affirmation of the reception and execution of the order. I walked out into the living room and ordered the lights way down, leaving a specatular view of the nearby nebula. N'Challa faced away from me tucking in his shirt. I walked up and reached around him to stop him, my face came up to the middle of his back. "You're not going anywhere...tonight." I started pulling his shirt back out. "This is...a...bad idea." He growled softly. "No," I tried to pull the shirt over his head, and very nearly succeeded without his cooperation. "I've never done anything like this, and now my curiousity is piqued, at the very least. I want to have you tonight." "Back at home, we don't have...uhmm..one nights." He turned around and looked down at me. "Either we're going to be involved or we're not. Either we start a relationship or we don't. I have no reservations about you...but I'm very serious. Don't get involved if you have any reservations." I hadn't realized that he was very serious about mating, not just looking for a piece of human ass. But I was willing to try this out. It was more than just a xenosexual novelty and curiousity. Reaching up I pulled his face down to meet mine, and kissed him. The resulting laugh was deep and warm. Then with his hands under my arms lifted me as if I was a child, and returned the kiss. His sharp teeth were another indicator of his feline lineage, along with the short soft fur. As he set me down I noticed that his smile was sweet and alarming at the same time. I petted his chest then grabbed his hand led him towards the largest window. The glow from the nebula lit the room soft reds, blues, and purples. "Isn't it beautiful?" There was silence as he stood behind me. I looked at the nebula, and wondered what I was getting into. "I've always wondered what sex with a non-human would be like." I said, feeling his fur rubbing up against me. "Now you get to find out," He said, running the fingers of one hand across my hair again, he turned me around and pulled us closer with the other. We kissed again, warmth radiatated from him as his fur tickled against my naked skin. I ran my hands over his furred body feeling muscles like steel bands. He growled slightly when I reached down and groping the bulge I had seen earlier, maybe it was more of a purr? It was inhuman! It felt at least ten inched long and as thick as...I don't know what! I released the catches on his pants and pushed them to the floor, but before I could break our kiss to look down he took my hand turned away from me and started walking towards the sleeping annex. As he turned and walked in front of me I discovered that he had a tail?! I'd never seen it, or even a hint of it, before. It swayed slightly, to the rhythm of his ass as he led the way. As we entered the dark annex he keyed thelights up to the level of soft candlelight and turned around. My estimate of the size his genetalia wasn't far off. Hanging softly it was long and thickit was the only part of his body that wasn't covered in fur, and it was a pale tan. "Shit..." I murmmered softly. "What did you have in mind?" He smiled his benevolent evil smile. "You're not thinking of stuffing that into me, I hope." He pulled me closer to him and held my face in one hand. "I believe in patience and persistance in security and loveplay. I won't do anything you don't want, but I can't promise that it won't hurt...as we start." His hands, with claws, ran lightly up the side of my torso sending shivers through me. "Lie down, with your back up." Curious, I complied with the request. The bed moved as he climbed up between my legs. Fuured muscle spread my legs far apart and I felt his cat-like cock laying on the crack of mf my ass...there was no way I was going to let he was going to shove that into me with no preperation! Two huge hands started rubbing my back, fingers rubbing deep into my muscles. When all my muscles were relaxed a huge fury body lowereed itself onto me, and started licking the back of my neck. And the dick laying on my ass started feeling hot. N'Challa rose and encouraged me to turn over, then started giving my chest and stomach the same treatment, ten inches of reproductive flesh bounching between us slightly . But instead of laying down when he was finished, he pulled himself up so that His cock was now slapping me in the face. I started to run my tongue over the white head and shaft, lifting my head to try to give him better access to my hungry mouth. He leaned over and fed me a little bit of his monster. "Stand up," I said when he pulled out to give me a breath. Sliding off the bed I knelt before N'Challa. I stared at the cock in front of me...and actually said a small prayer. Suddenly I saw that his scrotum was still retracted...so much for sucking on his balls. I ran my tongue over the hot tube of flesh. And I felt hands on the sides of my face and guided my mouth to him. N'Challa held my head firmly in his hands...and he was actually purring! I opened my jaws wider to accomadate the inhuman cock he was feeding me. His claws would tense but relax before they actually dug into my scalp. Slowly he fed the long and thick shaft into my mouth. He would rise on his feet slightly and pull my face up along his cock towards his crotch. Then he'd let me pull off for a quick breath before the next force feeding. When it seemed that there was any more room for him to fit in he kept stuffed a bit more of himself into my throat. I felt his hot cock slide past that final point and into my gullet, and with a firm grip he pulled my throat onto his cock like a glove. I gagged a bit as he just shoved his groin into my face while pulling me up onto his cock. Finally my face was touching his body, over his dick. "See, I told you that there'd be no trouble." He said as I pulled off to get a breath. "Persistance rather than brute force...in security and sex." One huge hand grabbed the base of my neck and started pushing the intruder into my throat. His crotch smelled of clean musk, and the smell made my own hard dick jump as I treasured the feel of the tremendous tube of flesh crammed into my mouth...even as I choked on it. Under his white striped fur hard muscles tensed and relaxed with awsome power, I realized that he could've simply used his dick as a battering ram against my throat and there would've been nothing I could do to stop him. Furred ass muscles clenched as he'd slide my face onto his cock. His balls hung down to my chin like to tangerines in a sack. He started humping my face with short strokes, letting me breath for a moment. Without warning he grabbed just behind my ears, roughly pushed his groin into my face and stuffing his cat-cock down my throat, using his claws, and let out a yowl as he doubled over and started pumping cum directly down to my stomach. Each pulse of his orgasm stretched my mouth wider momentarily. As he pulled out of me, my own cum jetted three or four feet across the room as I fell backwards, only N'Challa's hands holding me upright. My body convulsed with each shot of white semen. I licked drops of his cum off my lips and looked up across his torso as I licked the bit of cum still coing out of his dick. He literally picked me up and put me on the bed, and lay down next to me. I dozed off for a moment...