Date: Fri, 20 Sep 2019 19:42:59 +0000 From: Andy Mann Subject: Rutt Bags Another Human - Part 1 Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. All names, places and descriptions are purely fictional, and are not based on any real person, living or dead. Please leave now if you are underage, or dislike vivid descriptions of sexual activity between aliens and human beings. Please send any comments to andymann303@outlook.com. And please consider donating to Nifty at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Gay / sf-fantasy: anal, oral, M/A+ - - - - - Rutt Bags Another Human - Part 1 It all began one afternoon in August, 1989. I was walking home from work when something appeared in the sky above me. I looked up and saw a blue and grey sphere hovering over Redburn Road. It was the size of a house, and clearly a U.F.O. of some kind. Suddenly, the immediate area was bathed in bright, white light; and that's when I blacked out. I woke up to find myself lying naked on a large, plastic-like table. I was in a small room, which appeared to have only the one door. The room was dimly lit and the floor, walls and ceiling were made of the plastic-like material. I slowly eased myself off the table and waited for my head to clear. As soon as I was able, I slowly walked over to the door and tried to open it. Of course, it didn't budge, so I banged on the door several times. "Hello!" I shouted. "Let me out!" No answer came, so I shuffled slowly round the room, looking for another way out. I was feeling dizzy and rather horny. I looked down and saw that my cock was fully erect and leaking pre-cum. I couldn't understand why I was so sexually aroused, especially when I was still disorientated and ultra scared. After examining the room and finding no other way out, I went back to the door and listen for any signs of activity beyond it. I was disappointed when I heard nothing but a constant humming noise. I walked back to the low table and sat on it, and waited for my captor or captors to appear. When the door finally opened, my cock was still rock-hard. The door slid open with a slight whooshing sound, and in the doorway stood something that made my blood run cold. The something was humanoid in shape, but clearly not human. It had a noticeable cock and resembled the Doctor Manhattan character from the 'Watchmen' comic book series. He was big and blue in every department, and he was staring directly at my hard-standing cock. He stepped into the room and the door closed behind him. He was over six-feet tall and very muscular. He had no hair on his head or body, and his skin was cobalt blue in colour. He was clearly not human, although he did look like a beefy wrestler. He was naked and sporting an enormous erection - his cock was the same shape as a human's, but it had to be over twelve inches long and quite thick. His ball-sac was in keeping with the size of his uncut cock. We looked at each other for several long seconds. "Why am I here .... and who are you?" I asked, as the alien walked over to where I sat on the table. "I'm your abductor," he replied, in very good English. "I abduct humans like you, which is pretty easy to do, and fill them up with my seed. I then share them with other Koar on my planet." He gently placed his right hand on my left shoulder, as if to claim me as his own. His hand squeezed my shoulder to let me know how strong his was. I just sat there, completely mesmerized by the dominant Koar. My cock was aching and twitching away like crazy. I so wanted to stroke it, but I didn't want to cover it in any way - I wanted the alien to see every inch of it. "My name is Rutt," he said. "And you are Arse, Arse-303. Now stand up, Arse-303, and let me take a good look at you." I complied and stood before him, so that his cock-head was touching mine. I shivered with delight as a surge of lust overwhelmed me. Rutt smiled as he urged me to get down on my knees. I opened my mouth as soon as it was level with his cock-head. I knew what was expected of me, so I sucked in his mighty blue length. It was a tad warm, and tasted a little like aniseed. I wrapped my lips around the thick stem, just behind the cock-head. I had never sucked on a cock before, but knew instinctively how to do it. As I began to suck greedily on the stem, I had a strange thought that maybe this sudden enthusiasm for sucking cock wasn't all being driven by me. The alien hand on my bare shoulder came to mind; the books on mind control at the Library - my place of work - came to mind; that talk on mental manipulation by professor whatshisname at college. Suddely, I realised that I was on a guilt trip - I was trying to blame some form of mind control for my sudden love of cock-sucking. "It's clearly blame transference," I thought, "or was it?" The alien's cock and pre-cum tasted like aniseed. I used the pre-cum to lubricate my tongue and lips, and of course the rigid cock. Within a minute or so, my lips and tongue began to tingle slightly, and feel very strange. Rutt placed his hand on the back of my head and began to force me to swallow more of his long, thick cock. At first, I thought I'd choke to death, but then I found that my lips, mouth and throat were stretching to accommodate the huge cock. Rutt pulled back to let me catch my breath; and as he did so, my face began to sag and become floppy and loose. My whole head felt like a soft, rubber ball. In panic, I leaned forward and forced myself to swallow his length again. I needed something stiff inside me, and quick. I sucked hard on his stem, and then felt my throat stretch to accommodate more and more of his awesome cock. Rutt moaned softly with pleasure, which inspired me to work on his erection with more gusto. I knew that I should have been horrified by what I was doing, but instead found myself turned on by the slurping sounds I was making. The mind control thought resurfaced, and along with the aniseed tingle and my saggy face, I knew that the alien was controlling my body for his own pleasure. My alien lover spent the next ten minutes using my mouth as a woman's cunt. And when he climaxed, I felt elated that I had pleased him in such a raunchy way. His cock released a huge amount of seed, and as I continued to suck on his stem, I felt something moving on the back of my tongue. I pulled back and spit out the seed. To my horror, and remember I had swallowed a lot of seed, I found myself looking at a pool of clear liquid. And in that pool I could see tiny creatures swimming about. "Eat my seed, human," said Rutt. "Eat it all." I looked at the silver creatures and gulped. 'Alien', the movie, came to mind. "Was I being used as an incubator of some kind?" I thought. "Would these little buggers burst out of my chest and eat me?" I gulped again as I stuck out my tongue and licked up hundreds of the creatures from the table top. I then swallowed them and grimaced. Rutt held me firmly in place and told me to lick up some more. He seemed pleased with my efforts as I licked up everything on the table. Rutt pointed to the back wall as a television-like screen appeared. A naked man in his twenties was being fucked up the arse by Rutt. The man was bending over the table and begging for more cock. I was totally amazed by the fact that he could take such a huge cock up his arse, but remembered how my lips, mouth and throat had stretched unnaturally to accommodate the alien's stem. Once the sex act was completed, Rutt picked up the man and laid him out on the table. After a few minutes, the man began to squirm and shake. He then turned onto his front and spread his legs apart, shouting and swearing as he did so. Rutt slapped the man's arse and, just like Doctor Manhattan, produced multiple copies of himself. These copies went to work on the man's writhing arse in rotation, with one copy face-fucking him to keep him quiet. All the copies pulled out of the man's arsehole without releasing their seed. Clearly the man couldn't take another alien load, probably because a second sex frenzy would do him permanent damage. I wanted to see the six copies fuck the man again. Unfortunately, Rutt waved at the screen and it went blank. "Seed in the mouth is good food for long space journeys," said Rutt. "Seed in the arsehole brings on delirium and a need for more Koar cock. Human bodies are not built for too much Koar cock. Pre-cum helps a lot, but human bodies are too weak and willing for continuous sex with Koar cock." "Seed in the mouth is good," I said. "Seed in the arsehole brings on delirium and mania." I bent over the table and spread my legs. Rutt smiled as he closed the gap between us. I writhed around in agony as the blue stem lanced my inner sanctum. I so wished I had let Handsome Hector, a co-worker, fuck me after the Christmas party. We were both drunk, but I was too nervous to bend over for him. So instead, we sat in his car and wanked off behind the Library. I clamped my arse-lips around Rutt's stem as he suddenly climaxed. I was determined to keep the two of us locked together for as long as possible. The alien's seed filled my inner sanctum, and then began to work its magic on my internal organs. I felt my whole body shudder both inside and out. There I was, a twenty-year-old man being fucked by a big, blue alien. My head was dizzy with lust as the seed invaded my hapless body. I was probably in a space craft on my way to the Fuck-Arse galaxy. Rutt could copy himself over and over again, so I had all the cock I needed. His pre-cum ensured that my body would expand and accommodate his mighty lance. So, all in all, what more could I ask for. Then it happened, I cried out in ecstasy as every fibre of my being demanded more sex; more cock; more Koar. Rutt withdrew his cock from my arsehole and picked me up, as if I were a baby. He laid me out on the table and saw me turn over in an instant. I spread my legs apart and began to scream out for attention. My arsehole needed filling. "Fuck my arse, blue-boy!" I snapped. "Fuck me hard! Fuck me fast! Fuck me now!" A heavy hand slapped my arse-cheeks as six copies of Rutt appeared around me. I heard deranged laughter as copy one mounted me. His cock penetrated my sore arsehole and went in deep. More laughter filled the room as my body shuddered from head to toe. Copy two appeared in front of me, so I instinctively opened my mouth. My head was too far back from the table's edge, so copy two changed his cock's molecular structure; the stem lengthened to sixteen or so inches. The deranged laughter stopped the instant the cock entered my mouth. I was fucked by six hard-standing cocks, and still I wanted more. Rutt had to push me back into the room as he left - I caught my right arm, and then my left hand, in the doorway as he fought me off. Of course, he had seen it all before. His seed had turned me into a male nymphomaniac, and I was now destined to spend the next three or four hours wanking myself off. I tried to switch on the viewing screen, but it remained blank. Then, as I walked around the room, wanking myself off, a wave of hot air hit me. Apparently, my body was being cleaned by something in the air flow. The wave didn't stop me from wanking myself off, but it did distract me from time to time.