Date: Thu, 6 Jul 2023 18:10:08 +0300
From: Daemon D. Hart <daemondhart2@gmail.com>
Subject: The Human Bearer - 11

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The Human Bearer

11.

By now, he should have been used to Xana sneaking his way in, no matter
what part of the house Riordan chose to be at the present moment. It felt
as if the snakeman had a special sense that drew him close to his prey, and
that didn't sound that outlandish when it came to Xenos. They had all kinds
of weird abilities, like mind reading, air temperature control and
whatnot. The fact that Xana could sniff his pregnant ass the moment he was
within less than one mile radius away from him shouldn't have come as that
much of a surprise.

He rolled on his belly, decided to show the snakeman that he wasn't getting
horny the moment they were in the same room. It was a losing battle, of
course, and Xana grabbed one of his legs, dragging him over to him like he
was some sort of toy.

And this guy wanted him to have an education? Kyle must have misunderstood
everything. From where he stood, lying on his belly on one of the many beds
in the house, he appeared to be good for one thing and one thing only. He
shuddered as Xana wasted no more time with introductions and began pushing
his bifurcated tongue inside his ass. Despite his earlier resolution not to
give in so quickly, he found himself pushing his butt off the bed,
presenting it for fucking like the slut he was.

Xana appeared to be more than pleased with that display of submission
because he made the rimming session extra long, bringing Riordan closer and
closer with nothing but the move of his skilled tongue going deeper and
deeper.

"Fuck you, Xana, no more," Riordan begged while his hips undulated to the
rhythm of the playful strokes of the tongue the snakeman was performing on
him.

Straight to his brain, Xana delivered just words of encouragement. Show
more of yourself to me, Riordan. Cry out your pleasure. You know I love to
hear you.

"Hear this, motherfucker," Riordan grunted and cursed as Xana continued to
fuck him with his tongue only. That thing dispersed seth just like the rest
of the snakeman's body, and it heightened the pleasure so much that he felt
that he was going crazy. "I hate your snake ass... I hate you..."

Xana pulled his tongue out abruptly, making him whimper desperately at the
loss of sensation. He was soon trembling, hugging his arms tightly and
close to his body, his face buried in a pillow, his ass still up, throbbing
and wanting.

"I know you're lying," Xana said and got up from the bed.

"Where are you going?" Riordan asked. "Are you going to leave me like
this?"

"You said `no more'. Didn't I hear you correctly?"

Fuck, snakeboy knew how to be a major tease. Riordan grabbed handfuls of
the sheet underneath, grinding his teeth. "You want me to beg for it," he
accused.

"That would be nice," Xana said, his tone so light, as if he couldn't give
a damn if Riordan did what he wanted or not.

"Fuck you, then. Okay." Riordan felt his grudge growing, but the need in
his ass and lower belly was so damn high that he had to swallow it all like
the bitter pill that it was. "Please, fuck my sorry ass."

"Your sorry ass?" Xana laughed. "What does that even mean?"

Great. Now snakeboy was pulling his leg, too, when he could be pulling at
his leaking cock while giving it to him hard from behind.

"It means that I'm fucking pathetic for having to ask you to fuck me until
I can't breathe no more when I want to throttle you for that fucking
contract. By the way, that doesn't mean that I'm married to you."

The tirade he'd just finished served to cool his head for a bit. Xana must
have sensed that he was losing him because he quickly used his tail to fill
Riordan's ass to the brim. That made him moan and get back to grabbing the
sheets while pushing his ass back. "Just for the record," he breathed out,
"can your tail have an orgasm, too?"

"It's very pleasurable for me to penetrate your lovely behind with my
tail. I feel everything."

"Yeah, yeah, but can you come like this?"

"Why don't we test that?"

Xana must have misunderstood about everything because he sneaked under
Riordan and managed to bring his cock right in his bearer's face.

"Really? I'm asking you if your tail can come and you want me to suck your
cock. That defies--"

He was made to shut up by Xana stuffing his mouth with his seth dripping
cock. Damn, why did that thing have to taste so good? Riordan knew very
well that he was nothing but an addict now, and yet, he couldn't bring
himself to care. All that registered with him was how Xana pushed his tail
inside him on one end while forcing his throat wide open at the other.

He must have looked like a strange animal, held only by the means of a
snakeman's body. His arms and legs were now floating and soon, he was in
midair, while Xana was using him like some kind of toy. Riordan understood
only that he was being kept with his head down, his throat still stuffed by
the snakeman's cock, and the tail was fucking downwards into him from
above. With each thrust, his entire body shook, and the muffled sounds
filling the room came only from him.

"How do you like this, Riordan? Speak your mind."

As if he could, Riordan thought. Xana was stupid if he thought he could
communicate with his mouth full like that.

"I assure you. I am not stupid. Come on, my beautiful bearer. Let me hear
your sarcastic commentary -- is that what you call it? -- about how much
you enjoy becoming nothing but a pair of enticing holes for me to use as I
see fit."

Motherfucker, Riordan thought.

"I have never done such a thing. Fuck my mother, I mean," Xana
commented. "And yet, you keep on accusing me of it. Why?"

Now who was dabbling in sarcastic repertoire? Riordan could swear the
snakeman was mocking him, but he couldn't think as he was brought closer
and closer to an absolute release, the kind he had never experienced before
coming to Xeno.

He could tell his eyes were rolling in his head from too much pleasure. And
that throbbing in his ass rippled through him, making him shoot like a
freaking hose all over. He hoped some of that got Xana in the eye, like the
fucking snake that he was.

He was finally dropped, both appendices removed from his holes, and there
was seth pouring out of his ass, and cum on his tongue, heavy and rich,
making him want even more of it than he had already had.

Xana wrapped one arm around him and then pulled him flush against his
chest. "I believe that no amount of punishment will ever be enough for your
beautiful mouth to stop hurling insults at me."

"I suppose even snakemen can dream," Riordan replied while breathing
heavily. "I'm not keeping you from hoping."

Xana used his tail to stroke the inside of his legs, alarming him that
another fucking would follow before he could even draw a proper breath. But
it appeared that his owner only intended to caress his body as some sort of
praise for putting out. At this point, exhausted as he felt, he was willing
to take it.

"Could you tell?" Xana suddenly asked.

Riordan searched his brain. What was he on about now? Then, it suddenly hit
him. "Was I... was I talking to you? Like from my mind to your mind?" He
turned so that he could stare at Xana.

"I'm glad you noticed."

"You did... something to me?"

"You were in danger, Riordan. Your bot was incapacitated. Only your wit and
a bit of luck saved the day, but we, Xenos, don't count on luck for the
desired outcome. Therefore, I worked on your neuronal pathways to establish
a common frequency with you."

"You tuned me like I was a damn radio," Riordan whispered, in awe of the
level of Xenos' advancement in technology, and surprised that he'd be at
the receiving end of sophisticated stuff such as that.

"In crude terms, yes," Xana confirmed. "Now, whenever you need to call for
help, or," his voice dropped seductively, "you just need me to fill your
holes properly with cum and seth, you only have to think of me."

"So, now you can read my every thought?" Riordan asked.

"No, that would be impractical, and I don't need to have my head filled
with the humdrum of your daily activities at any given moment."

"Okay, thanks for calling me boring," Riordan replied. "But I bet you can
access my brain whenever you feel like it."

"No, that isn't how it happens either. It's a gift, Riordan. Do you think
you could be less suspicious for a change?"

"I'll be damned." Riordan grunted as Xana's tail reached inside his ass
again.

Only that now, snakeboy seemed in the mood for kinky stuff because that
wasn't the only thing finding its way inside him.

"You know, since you spared my mouth for now, I can cuss at you loud and
clear while you double penetrate my ass."

"Really? And what tongue would you use?"

Riordan didn't even have the time to sigh in resignation. Xana wrapped his
tongue around his, making them dance together. The pressure in his ass was
off the charts, but his cock was leaking already. He took it in his hand
and began rubbing it. It took him less than a minute to reach his climax
again, and he shot and shot, seemingly without any end to it.

You're mine forever, Riordan, Xana spoke directly to his brain.

Yeah, I'm screwed alright, he replied, relishing in his newfound ability.

Was that what could be happening to Tasha? He'd have to think about it
later, because right now, a certain owner of his wanted to test how much he
could make his bearer come in just one session.

***

He was on the bed, his entire body drenched in seth and cum. Xana
apparently had strange ideas on what entertainment meant, because he had
kept Riordan on his knees for about half an hour, feeding him seth and
spraying the thing all over his face, chest and belly when he couldn't take
it anymore. That happened while Xana used his cock from time to time,
too. At this point, he didn't even have any idea if seth and cum tasted
differently. It was all the same goo to him, and it was getting crusty on
his body, as his owner had finally decided to leave him alone for a change.

He needed a bath so badly. He could call Kyle, but he still have some of
his pride, or so he hoped. So he pushed himself up with a groan. Not even
daring to steal a glance at one of the panels that served as mirrors, he
walked slowly toward the bathroom.

The warm water was a blessing, he thought, as his entire body immersed in
the huge tub. Kyle wheeled in shortly after. "Hi, man," he said and
waved. "Did Xana send you?"

"He did. He wants to know when you'll be ready. He wishes to take you out."

"Wow. First he fucks me, then he dines me. That guy really needs to set his
seduction play a little bit better."

"It's not a meal at an expensive restaurant what Master Xana has in mind."

That piqued Riordan's interest right away. "Is it one of those stupid
parties? I already got fucked into tomorrow. I'm not sure I can handle
more."

"No, it is not that, either."

"Are you going to keep me hanging, Kyle?"

"No."

"Right, I have to ask you the correct questions. Can you tell me where
we're going? And if yes, what is it?"

"Master Xana didn't say exactly. But he said that I should tell you that
you will find the answer to one burning question that has been on your mind
lately. He also told me burning doesn't have a literal sense in that
particular sentence."

"How nice of him," Riordan commented dryly.

"He also said that you would say so. And he asked me to tell you that you
will not think of him as nice once you see what he means."

"Oh, wow, talk about some ominous development, I guess." He was joking, but
he didn't exactly like what Xana was insinuating. The fucker was probably
reading his thoughts all the time now.

He'd have to wait and see. With a groan, he let himself slide into the warm
water, and then groaned in delight as Kyle began massaging his scalp. The
way he saw it, maybe the bot was also reading his thoughts, but he didn't
do it because of some malicious intent.

Not the same thing could be said about Xana. Now that was a fucker with a
hidden agenda.

***

The place they reached by car seemed as non-descript as any other building
in that world, the façades opaque and smooth, the color of the grey
sky that was more often than not an occurrence there. Xana was already
waiting for him, Kyle had told him, and that didn't sit well with him,
either.

There was something in the pit of his stomach that didn't want to go
down. Kyle had sensed his distress while still at home and given him an
extensive massage, but that hadn't helped much. His body was as relaxed as
it could be, but his mind didn't want to let go. Walking on eggshells was
an understatement for what he felt like doing right now.

He touched his belly gently. Stress wasn't good for babies, he had heard
some of his few female friends on Earth saying. It appeared that Xana
didn't give a damn if his little Xenolite ended up fucked up just because
his daddy liked stressing the hell out of his mommy.

He sighed and patted his abdomen. "I suppose we'll both have to toughen up,
little one," he said under his breath as a couple of guards, some lizard
species by their looks, bowed shortly in front of him and then opened the
large metal doors, granting him access.

No stairs were in sight, but there was a door that led to an elevator. The
guards had left him alone, which was quite weird. He walked towards the
elevator door and the thing opened in front of him, a light above it
blinking in a pattern. At least Riordan hoped it was an elevator as he
stepped in.

The door closing brusquely startled him, and the narrow cylinder in which
he found himself presently took a sudden dive. Riordan pressed himself
flush against the circular wall. It felt more like a mine shaft than an
elevator. He was pretty certain that he was going down.

The ride down was short, so he didn't even have the time to get
scared. Xana remained a mystery to him. He was, after all, an alien life
form, Riordan thought and wanted to laugh at himself for not understanding
basic shit about the differences between Earthians and Xenos before putting
foot in the spaceship that had brought him here.

He waited even after the elevator door opened in front of him with a
hydraulic hiss. Was it safe to step outside? He liked to think that Xana
wouldn't hurt him, not when he had so much fun playing with him, but he
didn't really know.

His steps on the long corridor sounded loud in his ears. He could sense a
humid heat in the air, something like how one would feel on a tropical
island, deep inside a forest. Another door opened at the end of the
corridor and now he arrived to a large enclosure.

The first thing he noticed was the glass container in the middle of the
room. It wasn't filled with water, but with a milky liquid that looked a
lot like Xeno cum, as far as he knew. Maybe his mind was too sexed up by
his pregnancy to think like that, but it was what it was.

Xana was sitting in front of the container, his back to him, hands behind
his back. Riordan had a mind to call out, but then reconsidered and walked
slowly towards him.

"You've been really curious about the fate of your Earthian friend," Xana
began without any introduction.

Riordan stopped. All his instincts were telling him to run. Just then, Xana
turned and looked at him. "It would feel truly rewarding if you didn't go
behind my back all the time when I'm the one with the answers, but I don't
truly mind this little game you're playing with me."

The Xeno slithered away, allowing him the full view of the glass
container. Riordan hurried to it and put his hands on the glass. Lewis was
there, but he looked different than before, in the sense that his belly was
bulging in a monstrous way. His eyes were far gone, and he was resting his
head against a small ledge, while his entire body floated in that bath of
cum or whatever that was.

"What's wrong with him?" Riordan asked, his voice trembling.

"Nothing's wrong, and that makes us all truly happy." Xana moved behind him
and held him by the shoulders. "The eggs are growing inside him, and he's
healthy. A truly wonderful body."

Riordan watched as Lewis' mouth opened in a silent gasp. That must have
been a signal of sorts, because a Xeno swam inside, coming from a large
tube attached to the container. He looked about Xer's age and his eyes were
shining. He took Lewis gently in his arms and began kissing him.

No, it wasn't kissing. He was feeding Lewis seth, and Riordan could tell
because that was the same thing Xana did to him whenever he was in the mood
for some, especially now that he was pregnant.

"Why is his belly so big already?" Riordan asked.

Xana didn't reply immediately, but he fiddled with some controls on the
side and Lewis' belly appeared as if lit up from the inside. Riordan glued
his face to the glass. He could see quite clearly the tiny Xenolites in
their eggs, not fully formed, but moving slowly, their bifurcated tongues
slithering in and out at random intervals.

He felt tears in his eyes. What was going on? He touched his belly. Xana
embraced him from behind and moved his lips along his jaw. "Are you
wondering if yours looks the same?"

"It's... yours," Riordan mumbled, "not mine."

"That's not true, Riordan. Aren't you happy for Lewis? Yes, I know his
name. Soon, he'll give birth to all those beautiful Xenolites."

"You Xenos are so fucked up," Riordan gasped as Xana found his way inside
his long robe, the only thing he was allowed to wear nowadays. "He looks
like his mind is gone completely."

"I assure you that he's completely conscious. However, he proved to be
quite a hungry bearer, given, most probably, his large body. Therefore, he
demands seth constantly. It's understandable. His body has to produce the
necessary nutrients for all the eggs inside him."

"You don't care if his body gets damaged in the process? His belly
is... monstrous." Riordan could barely speak now. Xana was fucking him
against the glass.

"He's happy. Why don't you call for him?"

"What? Is that one of your strange jokes?"

"Lewis," Xana called softly, "give Riordan here a smile. I'm sure he'll
still hate me, no matter how many times I tell him that you're fine, but
it's worth a try."

Riordan watched as Lewis moved his head, his tongue lolling out of his
mouth, while the young Xeno dripped more seth on it. He did seem to smile.

"Is this how we'll all end?" Riordan asked. Xana was pounding into him,
making him want to scream in pleasure. "Fucked up in the head, nothing but
walking egg pouches for you to fill, over and over?"

"It's a gift, Riordan. I knew you wouldn't want to understand. But I chose
you, and there's no turning back."

"What's all that white goo? Is it Xeno cum?"

"Yes, from all the fathers," Xana said matter-of-factly. "It is necessary
for the process to work. I can assure you, it is hard work for everyone."

Only then Riordan noticed how the young Xeno giving Lewis seth was stroking
himself, probably adding more of his cum to the impressive amount already
there.

Lewis turned his head away and he wrapped his arms around the Xeno, who
took one of his legs so that he could penetrate him. Moans of pleasure
rippled through Lewis' body, audible even through the thick glass.

The tube from which the first Xeno arrived just released another
snakeman. This one took Lewis from the other and began fucking him, making
sure to put his tongue to good use, too. Again, and again, others arrived,
until the entire space was filled, and Lewis was passed from one Xeno's
arms to another.

"Turn around, Lewis, and show Riordan your birth canal," Xana said.

Just as earlier, Lewis obeyed and pressed his buttocks against the
glass. His asshole looked swollen and puffy, and it pulsed, spitting out
the cum pumped into him by all those Xenos.

"I don't want to watch anymore," Riordan mumbled. Xana was filling him,
probably excited by that sight.

"Are you sure? You wanted to know if he was alright."

"I'm sure." Riordan felt too hot and his entire body burned. His nipples
were hurting, and he couldn't even think anymore.

"As you wish," Xana said and pulled out.

Riordan crouched and touched his ass, feeling it just as swollen as
Lewis'. A need to feel something pass through it overwhelmed him. He
crawled on all fours toward Xana. "What is going on?" he asked, tilting his
head back.

Xana leaned over and brushed the sweaty hair out of his eyes. "Envious of
Lewis? Do you want to give birth right now?"

That was what he wanted. All his mind was focused in a single point. He
wanted to lie on his back and spread wide and push the egg out. He shook
his head hard. "But it's not yet the time," he said through his clenched
teeth.

Xana hiked him up in his arms and kissed him deeply. "No, it's not. Let's
get you home."

Riordan had no choice but to grab onto a strong shoulder for balance. "I
can't give birth before it's time," he whispered. "I don't want to lose the
egg, Xana."

His master laughed and pressed his forehead against his. "You won't. That
was just your instinct kicking in. You'll be fine. I will take care of
you."

Riordan watched over Xana's shoulder as his Xeno took him away. Lewis was
now double penetrated by two long alien cocks moving in and out of his ass,
while his throat stretched taut and his mouth opened in silent ecstasy.

tbc

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