Date: Thu, 18 Jan 2024 17:09:12 -0500
From: Evan Andrews <mr.evan.andrews@gmail.com>
Subject: Manphibians chapter 4 -- science fiction or fantasy

Manphibians
Chapter 4: Grooming
Evan Andrews ©2023


This story is not quite a fan fiction but it's close enough.

As always. I had a slate of faces I imagined while writing this story, and
I'll list them at the end of each chapter until we have the full cast. Use
your own imagination if you don't like my choices. This story should not be
taken as a true representation of the sexuality of any of the men in
question.

The story depicts males in sci-fi sexual situations with other males, and
the odd alien. If this offends you, if you are underage, or if reading such
is illegal where you are please stop reading now. Thank you.

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The alien space explorers left their mammalian captives basking in the pool
while they finalized their plans.

<time to choose> the Leader croaked <as the crew agreed / each may take two
mammals for its pleasure>

The crew croaked their agreement, and the Leader said <this one will choose
first / the rest of you decide on the order in which you'll go>

Gus nonchalantly watched the alien approach the pool and slide into the
water. The alien Leader waded among the floating mammals, using its hands
and eyes to assess the abductees, eventually coming to this self-same stud
from the American South. The alien body moved gracefully towards him
through the scummy water of the pool. Normally he'd have been appalled to
be caught playing with himself in front of anyone, and yet here he was
beating his meat in front of a crowd of men and of aliens, and this one
alien in particular. Gus knew he should stop, but fuck it felt so
good. When the alien reached Gus at last, it reached out to cup the
masturbating abductee's cheek. The hunk closed his eyes at the touch. The
feeling of the three alien fingers was incredibly erotic, and Gus felt his
cock tingle in response.

"Oh, fuck," he groaned.

Opening his eyes, the little Greek stud saw everybody staring at
him. Several of the men had a trace of horror written on their faces—so
much for the calming waters—but the other dudes just looked like they
were jealous that the ET hadn't come to them. The aliens, of course, were
beyond Gus' ability to read. The Leader followed Gus' glance and stared at
the other mammals. It was surprised to discover itself at the center of so
much attention. It had only glanced at the Sociologist's precis of human
facial expressions, and so it had no idea what it was seeing.

<perhaps this one should have ascertained what the mammals like> the Leader
thought <socially and sexually / but it doesn't matter / all that matters
is what this one likes>

Gus moaned as the alien complacently, even eagerly, took stock of his
entire body—including his tumescent shaft. Not an hour earlier the young
hothead would gladly have torn the creature limb from limb, but now, here
in the pool...

The Leader croaked <wait> and moved on, assessing a few other abductees.

Gus had not understood what he'd been told, but he had no intent of going
anywhere anyhow. Instead, he kept stroking his body, admiring the way the
Leader's body slid through the water, waiting to see what it was up to.

The Leader examined a few more abductees before tapping one of the smaller
men on the shoulder. He led the South Asian stud back towards Gus, and, at
a nod from the alien, both men followed it to the edge of the pool where it
clambered out. Standing, dripping, on the moss, it motioned for the two
studs to leave the water and join it, standing one on either
side. Together, the trio then watched as the remaining aliens, in order of
seniority, fished their own pet mammals out of the pool.

Gus snuck a look at his human partner. The model-handsome southern boy
decided that since neither of them seemed to be inclined to escape, maybe
he should break a little ice while the rest of the selection took place.

This other guy met his look, and Gus said, "Hi. I'm Gus, for what that's
worth. What's your name?"

"Noor," his companion said in an American accent with only a hint of his
parents' mother tongue lurking in the vowels. "Hi. What happens now?"

Their alien clicked something at them.

"I guess we wait..."

Click!

"...Quietly," Gus whispered.

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It took a while, but in the end all the aliens made their choices from
among the unclaimed men. (Kim and Horatio with the Medical Officer, Dustin
and Zack with the Sociologist, Jordan and Nelson with the Engineer, Cohutta
and Nehemiah with the Linguist, Derrick and Adam with the Geologist, Nam
and Brad with the Pilot, Rogan and Cory with the Soldier, Lio and Mike with
the Quartermaster, and finally Joss and Sam with the Biologist.) After
couples had been selected and led out to stand beside their aliens on the
mossy verge of the pool, the curious men, all of them at half-mast, waited
in tingly anticipation.

The Leader's three-fingered hands now began the next phase by openly
exploring Gus' and Noor's naked hairy mammalian bodies on land. Both its
pets sighed, and submitted to the exploration as the Leader verified
everything their initial surveillance had suggested. The rest of the crew
followed their leader's example and proceeded to get familiar with the
nooks and crannies of their own pet mammals.

The Great Mother, the Leader decided as it ran its hands over the
earthmen's muscles, had done well when It designed this species. One had to
wonder, though, why the Mother had covered Its divine work up with this
hair. The Leader was certain the Science Officer would maintain that the
credit was due to nothing more than parallel evolution just from some other
basic (furry) stock, but he himself was more spiritual. There had to be a
practical and divine reason. The more it thought, the more it became
convinced that, for a species that was destined to rule most of the
terrestrial portion of this world, the Mother had needed to create a
species fit to live in any environment it encountered. The hair, that
probably had some insulating purpose in the beginning and evolution had
taken over one the Mother's original design, retaining what proved useful
while casting away the unnecessary. The Mother did make mistakes sometimes,
as everybody knew. Whatever, the Leader continued taking stock of its newly
chosen pets.

The mammals had patches of pigmented skin riding on their pectoral muscles,
like and yet unlike the Manphibians' spermatozoa patches. In the other
human sex, these oozed nutritious fluid to nourish the young (a strange
concept,) but they were little more than decorative in this sex. The
patches did respond to the touch, however, the flesh contracting and
forming hard nubs on the mammals' chests. That, and the looks on the
mammals' faces when the patches were touched and teased, telegraphed that
they took pleasure from the contact. Other parts of its new pets' bodies,
though, spoke their pleasure even more emphatically. The mammals' external
genitalia (what an idea) also intrigued the Leader in the way they now
expanded and became rock hard when their owners' bodies were stimulated in
the right way.

<Great Mother, this species' breeding is so different from ours / can the
people ever understand them>

Probably the strangest difference between these mammals and the
Manphibians, though, came back to the hair. While all the planet's mammals
had hair on their bodies, some had more, some less. Some had finer, some
coarser. None of them, though, had quite the human's patterning. Again, you
could blame evolution or the Great Mother--take your pick—but since the
hair was unnecessary on board the Ship, the Leader would get rid of it on
his pets.

The Leader pulled Gus a step forward and surprised the Greek stud by
applying a vibrating tool to his body. The stud, initially startled,
watched complacently as the alien proceeded to shave his body, removing all
the hair below the neck—all the hair, everywhere. The hair on the
mammal's head, though, it left. The Leader had debated removing the head
hair as well, but the different patterns could help the Manphibian's pets
from the others' as well as from each other.

(Thanks to different skin colors however, and the habit humans had of
decorating their bodies with incised ink, that proved to be
unnecessary. Still, the Leader left the hair anyway.)

Once the alien had shaved Gus' body smooth, it turned its attention to
Noor. The handsome Greek boy could only stare appreciatively as the South
Asian's fit body was bared to the world. Wait... Appreciatively?!

True, Gus' woodie had been plumping up before the alien chose him and drew
him out of the pool, but he was straight, and he figured that the erotic
response was due to some drug in the water. His cock had subsided a bit as
the alien made its second selection, and as the shaver then revealed the
model's absolute nakedness it stayed at half-mast. Now, however, Gus' cock
had once more risen and was fully hard.

`I don't get it,' Gus thought, `I mean, I'm not in the water anymore, and
nobody's touching me. Fuck, and it's not like I want to get it on with
Noor... I shouldn't be reacting this way to the sight of ET there running
his tool all over my new buddy's muscles--revealing his flesh for all the
world to appreciate, to fixate on, to lust after. Lust. Oh fuck, could
it...? Could I...? And if I can, maybe that would explain why Noor's cock
is as hard as mine. Fuck.'

Fuck for sure. They really were both hard! And as they stared at each
other's naked flesh, Gus saw both cocks wept a tear of precum from the end
of their shafts.

`Damn,' Gus thought. `He is gorgeous!' and his weeping cock leapt.

(Gus had no way of knowing that the pool's water had calmed not only their
panic and aggression but had repressed their erotic inhibitions as well.)

<interesting> the Leader thought as he stroked Noor's hard cock <breeding
behavior without the presence of the other sex / the crew may need to
revise what to expect of our new pets>

Once both its mammals were shaved smooth, the Leader produced a cream which
it began rubbing into its pets' shaved skins. After a few seconds, during
which both men groaned expressively, it gave its mammals permission to take
over, rubbing the salve not only into their own but into each other's skins
as well. All over, just as the shaver had run all over their bodies. By the
time Gus was only halfway done permanently depilating Noor's brown skin,
both of the abductees were rigidly, painfully, erect, staring into each
other's eyes, and sharing knowing smiles. It was, it seemed to Gus, like
the most natural thing in the world. When he fell to his knees to denude
Noor's legs and ass crack, Gus almost found himself leaning in to kiss the
brown ass cheek. Instead, he finished his job and turned with Noor to face
their alien again.

The Leader rasped in amusement when it saw how enthralled its pets had
become with each other, and the eyes they turned on it when they heard the
alien laughter proved that what they saw to admire in each other they saw
to some degree in this, their new master. So enthralled were Gus and Noor
that neither had realized that all around them the other abductees had been
likewise denuding each other, treating their bodies with the same
depilatory cream to reveal uniformly unmarred skins. Nor did they notice
that all the abductees sported hard-ons—leaking precum in many cases,
but that was hard to discern in the moist atmosphere of the
Conservatory—and that couples were staring intently into each other's
eyes.

Nor did it for a second occur to either of the Leader's pets (nor to their
fellows) to wonder where this might be leading.


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Gus is played by Gus Smyrnios from MTV's The Challenge and Floribama
Shore. Noor is played by Noor Jehangir from MTV's The Challenge.

Previously introduced `played bys' are Brad Fiorenza, Cory Wharton, Zach
Nichols, Nam Vo, Kim Tränka, Rogan O'Connor, Jordan Wisely, Adam King,
Joss Mooney, Sam Lonsdale, and Cohutta Grindstaff.