Date: Tue, 11 Apr 2023 13:39:44 -0700 From: Juxepe Albi Subject: The Chronicles of Ahr The Chronicles of Ahr Chapter One Relocation to Delta Four ---- Male Human orphans brought on board Grovvian starship, Arc LXIX -- Grovvian starship taken by the Ahrgons -- Sebastian and Graz observed by Acio ---- The Grovvian starship-transport, Arc LXIX, loomed far over their heads as the boys, carrying their meagre possessions, passed onto the moving walkway which lifted them into the open bay of the craft--their home-to-be for a while. This ship was bound for Delta Four, where many, many years of warfare had taken its toll on the males, now comprising less than one percent of the population. Male Human orphans from all over the sectors of space were being shipped there in an attempt to save the Deltans from extinction. The ongoing problem was that when most of these boys became of an age to bear arms, they, too, would be recruited for the fighting force; and everything would go back to status quo. It was stupid, but it was a fairly standard procedure, requiring that the boys become fathers as soon as they were able to produce sperm--and with as many Deltan females as they could manage. There were five hundred thousand Deltan females to one male. Of course, more than half the females were beyond child-bearing age; and each year brought fewer children than ever. Sebastian, a blond, muscular, very well-developed boy of fifteen, had been selected for this trip in the same manner as all the other boys--they drew lots. Even though the Deltans needed men desperately, Delta's war-depleted funds did not provide vessels for their transportation; and the Grovvians provided the service at a cheaper rate than Delta could serve itself. TerraNova was the closest planet populated by a species that was genetically compatible with Deltans--therefore the most appealing economically. Sebastian's own planet, TerraNova, was now so overcrowded that food rationing had been in place for nearly a century. Most citizens felt that the orphaned boys were lucky to have a chance to go elsewhere to make a better life for themselves. That was a debatable concept, considering their rather short expected life-span after moving to Delta Four. The boys filed rapidly into the ship four by four--the line so long that it took fourteen hours to board them all. That first day, Sebastian learned first-hand that it would be a very, very long trip for him. The cabins were designed to house twelve. He, and another boy named Acio, were numbers fifteen and sixteen of the last group, and had to be separated from the other Terran boys, to be housed with some younger members of the ship's Grovvian crew. Sebastian was a very industrious, friendly, and out-going boy; so, right away, even though he did not speak their language, he at once became a favorite of the crew members. Although it was not his job, he offered to pitch in and help, which impressed the crew very much. Acio, a slender brunet of Sebastian's age, on the other hand, was scheming and petulant. Even though Sebastian tried to be friendly with the boy, Acio would stare at Sebastian with a look of loathing that defied explanation. The Grovvian soldier who had the night-watch over their dorm was a shy boy named Loz. He watched Sebastian out of the corner of his eye, being embarrassed to look at him directly. The only difference Sebastian could see between Terrans and Grovvians was their skin, which was covered with dense, short fur. Other than that, they were basically Human in form; although he had not seen one out of uniform. Sebastian watched Loz as he made his rounds in the dormitory. He was hot! It was his duty to make certain that the other crew members did not drink alcoholic beverages or smoke qazab, a waxy extract from a narcotic plant native to Grovv. Sebastian could smell qazab, but was unable to pin-point its source. Loz had walked past his bunk, but did not seem to notice the smell. After Loz had returned to his post, and extinguished the overhead lights, a very young crewman crawled drunkenly out from under Sebastian's bunk. Sebastian, standing by his bed, looked at him curiously, lifting his head quickly in question. What? The boy pointed to Sebastian's bed, then to himself. After a moment's hesitation----soon stifled by his curiosity and horny nature, Sebastian nodded to him and the boy crawled under the blanket, followed closely by Sebastian. The Grovvian boy ran his hand across Sebastian's chest and down to his navel, rubbing the Terran's belly as he went, then trailed his fingers down into Sebastian's pubic hair. Sebastian's long, thick shaft sprang to a throbbing erection. The boy was stunned by its dimensions, throwing the blanket back to stare at it's plum-sized head. Sebastian felt the boy's crotch and discovered a nice, really fat seven-inch plunger, Human-shaped in its dimensions. Its foreskin had the same dense fur covering as the rest of his body; but when he began to get erect it withdrew, leaving the entire shaft free of hair. It was about seven inches of extra thick, stiff throbbing gristle----much larger than a boy his size would suggest. Bending over the boy, Sebastian took the tip of his stalk between his lips and licked the tip of it. "Ungh! Hmmmm!" the boy moaned, as he grabbed Sebastian's head and hunched his stalk deep into the Terran's mouth. "Ungh! Ungh!" the boy grunted, as Sebastian sucked and stroked the Grovvian's organ with his tongue. Sebastian, pushing him away, grabbed the boy's head and smeared his streaming precum on the boy's lips with his stiff pole. The boy flipped onto his stomach, pulling Sebastian down on top of him. I guess I know what that means, Sebastian thought, pushing his stiff member down between the Grovvian's cheeks to lodge the tip against the boy's tight pucker. The boy raised his hips, allowing Sebastian's swollen cock-head to pop through his sphincter. "Oh! Ooooooooh! Unnnnnnnnnnh!" the Grovvian boy moaned as the Terran continued a thrust that slid his overly fat. eight- inch spear deeper and deeper into him. "Uuuuuuuuuh! Oooooooh!" the boy crooned, as Sebastian pulled back and lunged forward, burying his thick stalk in the boy's anal canal. Sebastian lunged forward, then back, then again and again. "Ungh! Ungh!" the boy grunted, as his sphincter spasmed at the same time that Sebastian's orgasm began. The Grovvian hunched back, spearing himself with Sebastian's long, fat cock to the hilt, as both of them shuddered at their violent orgasms, the boy spraying Sebastian's bed canvas with spurt after spurt of his thick cream. The Grovvian turned, kissed Sebastian on the mouth, and scampered away into the darkness. Another young Grovvian, in a bunk close by, had been watching, and threw his own blanket back, revealing a long, slender shaft about seven inches long. He raised both eyebrows in a question. Sebastian couldn't believe it! This was the horniest group he had ever seen. As he watched, a boy on the other side of the young Grovvian slipped in with the one on display; and, in a single jab, buried his own stiff member into his neighbor. "Ungh!" the nearest boy grunted as his attacker pistoned rapidly into his straining sphincter. In only a moment, both were panting from their orgasms. Acio watched all this from a nearby hiding place. His erect penis throbbed painfully after all the activity he had witnessed, so he grabbed onto it and pulled his fist rapidly up and down. He was furious. He was especially angry because he had almost spermed without touching himself as he watched Sebastian take the Grovvian boy. Sebastian must never know. He might laugh at him. Acio was miserable. Loz' younger brother, Graz, had been selected by their brothers and peers to test Sebastian. They had a long trip ahead and were looking forward to new companions onboard and, if they liked to play, then they needed to know. Loz saw Graz crawl under Sebastian's bed. He wished he had his brother's nerve; but nobody had ever said `no' to Graz. He was simply too charming and seductive. Loz wished his cabin was not so far from the holding bay for the boys. Suddenly, there was a loud explosion. Chapter Two a) Arc LXIX is Boarded The Ahrgons were humanoid to outward appearances, but, in physical reality, very different. They were a military society, and even the youngest of the males wore the standard uniforms of their armed forces. The invaders boarded the ship, capturing virtually everyone on board, Grovvian and Terran. They had brought, presumably in exchange, a shipload of their injured slaves, leaving behind some six hundred Human males from fourteen to twenty-five years of age--all in emaciated and starved condition. Most could not walk and were carried on litters to the transport ship. Sebastian, Acio, the other Terrans, and the entire Grovvian crew were taken onboard the Ahrgonian vessel. Within an hour they jumped and were traveling at FTL speed toward the Planet Ahr. A while after the brief jump, The Ahrgonian ship came within sight of a blue planet. "Ahr!" a passing soldier said to them, pointing out the porthole. The bay doors were opened at the space port's landing pad and they were unloaded and herded into the port building, where they were placed in holding cells. The Ahrgon port guards began taking them to the Cleansing and Sanitizing Facility in groups of forty. Their filthy clothes, as they were, were taken and thrown into a huge incinerator; and, as the boys emerged, they were given only clean loin-cloths, which left little to the imagination, as far as their bodies were concerned. From there, they were taken to the Mess, which was cafeteria- style. Not having eaten properly in many weeks, most filled their trays, and sat poking their mouths full with both hands. Surprisingly, the food was quite good. Afterward, they were taken to a huge "sorting" room, where the Humans were separated from the Grovvians; and then each group was separated roughly into age groups. Finally, they were separated even further, and given room assignments. A few were given private rooms, although tiny; others were placed in groups of four and larger. There was no obvious reason for this last sorting -- they just did it; and by the time it was over several hours had passed and the boys were all exhausted. Most couldn't wait until they were allowed to sleep. b) Trapped on the Planet Ahr Sebastian woke up in a small cubicle with only a loincloth for clothing. There was only a narrow cot, a nightstand and a chamberpot. He had just finished using the latter, when his door was jerked open suddenly. "You will come with us!" a gruff-voiced Ahrgon ordered. He was accompanied by two other guards, all their faces almost totally hidden by their helmets, making them all look alike. He was marched down several long hallways into a chamber which served as a waiting room with four straight chairs. The guards tried the other two doors, and found them locked. Then they turned and left, locking the door behind them. After a few moments the waiting room door opened. "You!" "Hi, Acio, what are you doing here?" "Ha! I'm locked up here; same as you!" "Well, then...how come you're walking around loose, and I'm not?" "I'm a trustee! This is not my first time here." "Really? Why didn't you tell me about this before?" "Yeah, right! Is that what you're gonna do? Rush to tell everybody what you did while you were here?" "Uh...Well, no!" "So you see?" A stern-faced Ahrgon officer came into the chamber and regarded the two youngsters. "What have we here? You two know each other?" The Ahrgon Commander, Garr, looked at them appraisingly. "Yeah!" "No!" "Well, which is it." "We know each other," Sebastian said. "But we're not friends!" Acio added. "Oh, good! Well, you're going to become very good friends--right now!" He turned to Acio, "You will help with the blond one's harvest!" Opening the door to a large room adjoining the waiting area, the Ahrgon motioned that Sebastian should enter ahead of them, then turned toward Acio. "Get in there with him!" The room was filled with strange devices and machinery. Acio stood shivering, but still. "Now!" the Ahrgon commanded. Acio ran into the room, and Garr entered and slammed the door behind him. "Now! Take off your clothes! Hurry! That's it! The sandals, too! Well, what about your underwear? Now!" The Ahrgon handed the thin leather Harvest Sheath to Acio. "You must first slip this over his erect penis. Then..." The boy moved to comply, then stopped, puzzled. "Sir?" "What is it? Why are you interrupting me?" "Sir, there is a problem with the Harvest Sheath. It doesn't fit!" "Well, it doesn't have to be tight. Just drape it evenly all the way around, so that when I slip the pump over it, there will be a smooth fit." "That's not the problem, Sir." "Oh, no! Don't tell me it's so small as to be useless!" Humans were so unpredictable! "I'm afraid so, Sir. His cock wouldn't fit into this little thing in a million years!" The startled Ahrgon spun around. Acio was holding the leather harvest sheath in one hand and Sebastian's thick, turgid, eight-inch-long cock in the other hand in puzzlement. The Ahrgon was furious! "That will never fit into the pump! What can I do about this. This has never happened to me before in the demonstrations!" Sebastian looked curiously at the strange apparatus of hoses and pumps. "What do you do with my Spooge?" Sebastian queried. "Your what?" "My Spooge! The juice that comes out!" ["Spooge...?"] The Ahrgon looked at Sebastian as though he were an idiot for not knowing the obvious. "Why, I drink it, of course!" "You...drink it?" Sebastian was astonished. "Well, what did you think I did with it? That's how I stay young!" "I don't think it's working!" Sebastian replied, a small sneer on his face. Anyone over twenty was old! "Of course, it's working! I just don't have enough of it. It must be from a virgin, that is, one who has yet to impregnate a female, and must be as fresh as possible. Even half-a-minute is too long to wait. It loses its potency with exposure to air." "Then why don't you just take it directly from the spout," Sebastian asked, with a small giggle. Acio looked at him in shock. Sebastian was alright with all this? "And just what do you mean by that, you saucy young man?" "Well, just `harvest' it yourself!" "You mean...di...rect...ly?" "Yeah, just come over here and slide your lips down over it. That will keep any air from hitting the Spooge at all. It will be the freshest Spooge you ever had." The Ahrgon could not be that dumb. Or could he? The Ahrgon looked at him in disgust...then, his face brightened. "I will simply harvest Acio twice a day from now on!" "No! Please!" "Well, if you gave more...what did you call it?" Garr turned to Sebastian. "Spooge!" "Yes, that! Spooge!" The Ahrgon looked from Acio to Sebastian, as if trying to decide what to do next. Finally, he grabbed a chair and drew it to Sebastian. "Oh, hells! stand on this!" Garr ordered, exasperated. The boy climbed up on the chair, and, when he stood, his erect penis was exactly level with the Ahrgon's mouth. Garr slowly clasped the thick organ overhanded with his left hand and drew it into his mouth, halfway to the pubis. The Ahrgon's aphrodisiacal pheromone immediately penetrated Sebastian's skin, passing directly into his bloodstream. The boy experienced a violent, shuddering rush of lust, and his cock almost doubled in thickness, becoming steel-hard. "Ungh! Oh, shit!" Sebastian cried. "That is the best feeling I ever had! Oh! Ungh! What caused this feeling?" Garr continued his long sucking stokes as Sebastian spasmed in ecstasy. "You better slow down or it's coming soon!" Garr pulled off of Sebastian's throbbing cock. "Impossible! It takes the machine an hour sometimes to wring it out of one like you!" Again, he slid his lips down over the hard, swollen organ, sucking up and down in short counter-strokes as he slipped gradually down to the pubic hair. "Ungh! Ungh!" Sebastian cried, as two thick ropes of sperm shot down his fat pipe and into the Ahrgon's throat. "Ungh! Ungh!" Two more. Again and again Sebastian's thick staff erupted the fresh boy-sperm until the Ahrgon was almost choking trying to keep from losing a drop. Finally, Sebastian's knees were shaking so hard, he could no longer stand. "You may get down from the chair. That was extraordinary! I have registered that you emitted nearly 400 mezzo-zaks of Spooge during that harvest. That's easily twenty times as much as most, and five times as much as the most prolific one I ever saw." He looked deprecatingly at Acio. "Now why is it that you can't give this much Spooge? Oh, well...most never can! It's a shame I have no time for this except once a week." Sebastian looked up in horror. He just might...just might...be able to stand it here a few days, if he could have that feeling every day to look forward to, but once a week? "Once a week?" Sebastian asked, incredulously. "But if it's not...uh...`harvested'...every day, it will just go to waste. It will shoot out at night when I sleep!" "What do you mean!" "Well, uh...it's sorta like a semi-uh...automatic type thing. You can make it `harvest' early by helping it along; or, you can leave it alone and it will do it anyway...understand?" "Well, I suppose...but that means I must have you watched as you sleep so that I might be informed in the event of one of these `automatic' harvests?" "Why can't you...uh...just `harvest' me yourself--every day, huh? "Well...because! You surely don't think you are the only boy in my dungeon? What kind of a person do you think I am?" "Well, uh...I think it would...well, uh...take way too long for me to tell you that!" He looked at Acio, who was looking his way smugly. "You know," he began, eyeing Acio, "I've always heard that swallowing Spooge causes you make more yourself! I used to taste mine...I mean...when it came out at night...and woke me up...I didn't really know what it was...so I tasted it a coupla times." "I always knew you were a prevert!" Acio sneered, unaware of his misappropriation of words. "Well, that's probably why you don't give so much when you're `harvested;' huh, Sir." Sebastian looked soberly at the Ahrgon. "Probably he needs to swallow a lot of Spooge, and that might make him give off a lot more." He paused as if considering the matter, then continued. "Hey! You could just let him `harvest' me when you can't, and it would make him start spewing it out like a firehose, I bet!" Acio looked panic-stricken. Sebastian smiled to himself. The Ahrgon had swallowed that story--hook, line and sinker. "All right now! You!" he pointed at Acio. "Get over there and sit on that chair." Acio looked around frantically. There was no escape; he was going to be forced to suck Sebastian's dick. He thought he would rather die, than to have Sebastian see him do that. "Now, you, blond boy, stand in front of him so that your organ is almost even with his mouth." "Wait, Sir! On second thought, I bet he would spew off nearly as much as I do, if you took his directly, too--just like you did mine." Sebastian's bloodstream was still saturated with the pheromone; and he was beginning to get horny again. "What did you say?" "Take Acio's organ into your lips like you did mine. Maybe he'll have the same charge that I got from it. I never Spooged that much before. It had to be your lips that caused me to make so much!" "Of course! The pheromone! Stand up, boy!" the Ahrgon ordered. Acio jerked his pants down to the floor, deftly stepping out of them; and his sizably impressive love-stick sprang up and slapped him on the stomach. It was nearly as long as Sebastian's. The head was smaller but it gained thickness until the middle, where it was some thicker than the blond boy's, then diminished again toward his pubis. "That's a great one!" Sebastian observed. "I never noticed your dick before." "That's not what I would have guessed," Acio said, accusingly. "Well, I never did, anyway!" The Ahrgon sat down in the chair and grabbed Acio's fat shaft overhanded, as he had Sebastian's. He slid his hand up the staff until he hit Acio's pubis; then, he unfurled a long slick tongue and slavered Acio's now-throbbing pole from the swollen tube on the underside of the base, slowly up to its swollen head. "Ungh! Ungh!" Acio cried, as the pheromone surged into his bloodstream. His cock throbbed uncontrollably, and he looked hungrily at Sebastian's own up-throbbing pole, swinging up and down in a sixteen-inch arc. Suddenly Acio reached over, grabbed Sebastian's thick, fat cock, and pushed his lips down over it as far as he could. "Oh! Ungh!" Sebastian shuddered with lust; and he grabbed Acio's head like a cabbage, forcing it up and down on his rigid pole like he was fucking a cantaloupe. "Ungh!" cried Sebastian as his sperm began gushing up the inside of his fat pole. This triggered Acio's own violent orgasm, but he held on bravely as Sebastian's heavy Spooge gushed into his throat, and his own into the Ahrgon's. [Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!] [Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!] "That was terrific, Acio! Out-fuckin'-standing!" Sebastian offered enthusiastically. "Yeah, it was!" the boy agreed, looking at Sebastian strangely. "It's working, it's working!" Garr was almost shouting. He was looking at his hands and arms. "That registered another 400 mz., 800 mz., with the two of you in combination! I could do this maybe twice a week!" "What about the rest of the week?" Acio asked, looking at Sebastian. "I guess if we `harvest' each other every other day together, and he `harvests' us on the days in between, he will soon be as young as we are again? Huh? What do you think, Sebastian?" he continued, hopefully. "No doubt about it!" Sebastian agreed, looking hungrily at Acio's still half-hard staff. He grasped it with his right hand and it jerked, swelling to almost a full erection. He turned toward the Ahrgon. "You still have some time. You could do me...uh, `harvest' me again, and I could `harvest' Acio." "So soon?" "Well, I think it's something about your spit." "I beg your pardon?" "There's something about your spit...er, saliva...that causes a tingling deep down in my balls and then shoots out all over my body!" "Yeah!" Acio said. "It's like you make us do a better job!" he turned to wink at Sebastian. "It works much better with your mouth than with the machine." "By the way," asked Sebastian, looking at the Ahrgon's crotch, "do you have one of these, too?" No slave had ever asked an Ahrgon that! Garr glared at him defensively. "Of course, I do, and your reaction is to a primitive pheromone that we Ahr exude into the air; although our sex organs are not actually used any longer. Our science has made all that unnecessary!" "Unnecessary? You mean you never make yourself Spooge?" "It is as I said. We have a device that captures and stores our `Spooge' for reproductive purposes. It is harvested painlessly from us and we do not have to bother with it ourselves." "Show us your sex organ," Sebastian suggested. Garr looked at him strangely. "Well, I have an idea that would make us produce even more Spooge for you. But you would have to help." "As you said, I could soon be as young as the two of you again, if I had enough of it. I didn't dream anything like that could happen, and I would have been happy to stay as I am--or as I appear. I now appear to be the age of around twenty-two of your years." "Show us yours," Acio chimed in, insistently, curious now, and still horny from the pheromone. "Well, this is highly irregular, but...," he was intrigued. The Ahrgon removed the jacket of his uniform. Immediately they could see the outline of a large tube reaching from his crotch up under his belt and pointing between his nipples. There was still a substantial bulge in the crotch of his pants. He removed his shirt, revealing a twenty-four-inch long, banana- thick organ which moved snake-like, seemingly of its own accord. The pants dropped to the floor revealing a second organ of even more length, which seemed to have peristaltic movements--rings of thickness around the circumference, moving along the length of it, also, seemingly, of their own accord. Both boys stood stricken, as they gaped at the strange sight. They were both near enough as to be able to reach out and touch either organ. Acio reached out his hand toward the lower one, and it seemed to sense his nearness. The bulbous head came to his hand and he grasped it lightly, suddenly feeling a strong wave of lust. He was almost panting as he held onto it. "Oh! Ungh! Don't! Ungh! You mustn't touch them!" the Ahrgon insisted. "Why not? You certainly have touched ours!" Sebastian retorted. "I don't know why not; it just isn't done! One never touches one's probes! Ungh! Ummmmmmm...! Oh! Ohhhhhh...! Stop...!" the Ahrgon insisted, trying to pull away. DAMN, but that felt GOOD! "But what about what we have been doing together? Is that done?" Acio hadn't released his hold on the quivering organ and it began, of its own accord, to bring the head that he was clutching down to his pubic level. Like a snake it began nosing its way out of his hand and rubbing itself under his balls, extending itself further back, between his legs. He felt something slick slide between his ass-cheeks and probe his anus. His body was tingling and he hadn't taken a breath in seconds. All at once, he reached out and gently squeezed the upper probe, taking the fat head into his hand. "Ungh! No! Stop!" Garr cried. He was unable to control his probes. Acio forced his mouth over the fat head of the engorged organ, and felt the lower probe begin to adjust its size, reducing the diameter of the head somewhat, until it suddenly popped into his tight asshole. "Ooooh!" he cried as its diameter started diminishing to increase the length of the organ and it began to slip snake-like up into his twitching ass. "Umph!" Acio croaked, as the upper probe began to adjust accordingly, slipping into his throat, deeper and deeper. He didn't know how, but he was well able to breathe around it as it twisted and coiled of its own mind. The lower one began to slip in and out with a slow whipping motion and the upper one followed its lead. Acio was groaning helplessly, and his painfully engorged penis was swollen to a size larger than ever before. "Gods!" cried Garr. "I never knew how it used to work! I have never felt anything to match this feeling!" He bent over, lifting Acio's heavy penis to his lips. A thick rope of Spooge was drooling from the slit and the Ahrgon lapped it up with his long, slick tongue. That set off Acio's orgasm; and sperm shot hotly into the Ahrgon's mouth, causing him to pump Acio's throat and ass full of hot Ahrgon Spooge, which burned and caused a blinding lust that put the first pheromone contact to shame. Sebastian couldn't stand it any longer. He climbed up on a chair and jacked his engorged cock into the Ahrgon's mouth, spurting load after load of hot boy-cum into his throat. Chapter Three The First Cadet "Father! Father!" A teen-aged Ahrgon rushed into the room. "Whatever are you doing, Father? You promised I could watch today! How could you forget!" "I'm sorry, Yorr, my son, but it is all over now." "How could you, after you promised. What is going on here, anyway?" "Come here," Acio said to the boy. Acio's eyes were wild with lust and his cock was again erect, semen roped from the slit. "Father, what does he want?" "He will show you something extraordinary, Yorr. Remove your uniform!" "All of it?" "Yes, all." The teenager removed his jacket and his upper organ could be seen under his shirt, coiled around his navel, at rest. He looked questioningly at his father again, and unfastened his pants, allowing them to fall to the ground. His lower organ began to fill out, then the upper as well. Suddenly they were both stiff, thick as fat cucumbers, shooting straight out from his groin, one below the other, then curving upwards hoop-like, coming back toward his chest, the heads pointing toward and resting between his nipples, one below the other. "Why is this happening, father? I went to the machine only two days ago!" "It's because of the pheromone, Yorr. Acio is full of it and your body is responding to it, as is his." Acio reached out, taking hold of the outermost hoop, pulling it down easily as the boy was able to relax it slightly. Acio stuck the head of the lower organ down between his legs and clamped it just below his balls. "Ungh! Uh! Oh! Oh! Gods!" the boy gasped. "What is happening? What are you doing? Uh! Uh...!" "Just relax, son, don't worry, let it happen, and you will be very pleasantly surprised. Let Acio take care of it." Acio rubbed his hands up the boy's stomach past his navel and took the head of the innermost hoop in his hand, pulling it back slightly. He bent his head over and slid his lips down over the first five inches of it, down his throat, sucking tightly and swirling his tongue around and around the underside of the shaft. "Ungh!" the Ahrgon boy cried. "I've never done this before!" "Nor had I, my son. Just look what we were missing!" "Ungh! Ungh!" the boy's knees began to give and Acio pushed him over on Sebastian's bed; struggling with their balance, as they stood on their knees. The boy's lower organ, began a slow twisting motion which made it look somewhat like a huge corkscrew with a knob on the end. The head pressed between Acio's legs, then underneath, stopping with a slick, slimy swipe at his asshole. Acio relaxed and pushed back, as the fat head popped into his tight sphincter. "Oh! That was bigger than I thought!" Acio cried, as the Ahrgon boy's lower probe began to explore his anal canal. Sebastian's eyes were filled with lust as he watched them; he stepped up behind the Ahrgon boy, and pushed his own sperm- coated penis between the alien's asscheeks. "What are you doing?" the Ahrgon boy cried. "Just wait and see!" Sebastian answered as he popped the fat head of his sizable cock into the boy's tight sphincter. Immediately, his onslaught caused the Ahrgon boy's body to respond, his upper and lower organs suddenly increasing in girth and stiffness. The pheromone rushed through Sebastian. "Ummmph!" Acio grunted as the boy's upper organ swelled in his throat and the lower began to almost flow into his lower intestine. Garr sensed that there was to be another violent orgasm; and he rushed to his knees to take Acio's swollen organ into his mouth yet again. "Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Acio grunted as the pheromone soared afresh into his system and his cock erupted without further manipulation. His orgasm triggered not only the Ahrgon boy's, but Sebastian's as well, as Spooge surged through their turgid pricks. The Ahrgon boy collapsed on the floor, and lay panting, a beatific smile on his face. He looked at his father in amazement. The older alien now looked no older than his own sixteen years. "What has happened, father?" the boy asked, his body quivering. "You look like a different person!" "I have become young again, Yorr. Simply by drinking the `Spooge' from these Humans." Sebastian smiled, winking at Acio. "That was terrific!" he said to Yorr. "How do you do that with your ass?" "How do I do what?" "I don't know. I never felt anything like it!" He reached over and touched the Ahrgon boy's asscheeks. "Oooh! That feels strange!" Yorr said, looking steadily at Garr's lower probe which had begun to move between his son's legs, under his large balls, and up toward the place where Sebastian's hand touched his pucker. Garr's bulbous head found Yorr's sphincter and began to push wetly at the tight opening, now somewhat stretched by the attentions of Sebastian's sizable penis. Suddenly it lunged forward, forcing itself through the tight ring and beyond. "Ungh! Ungh!" Yorr grunted as the older Ahrgon's pheromones flooded his already aroused body. The boy's own lower organ responded by darting under the other Ahrgon's balls, taking a like position and forcing its own entrance into him. Acio grabbed Garr's upper probe. "Gods! That feels wonderful!" shouted the older Ahrgon as the boy's pheromone flooded him as well. Not to be left out, Sebastian grabbed Yorr's fat upper probe and began to run his tongue across the bulbous head, causing a thick stream of semen to seep out. He stuffed it into his mouth, swirling his tongue along the underside expertly. "Whew!" the older Ahrgon cried as his own and his son's lower organs began to transform into shorter, but fatter shapes, and began vigorously heaving in and out of their stretched assholes. "Ungh!" Yorr grunted, "I can't stand much more of this! I will explode again...Ungh! Ungh!" And he experienced his second orgasm in five minutes, filling Sebastian's throat and mouth with hot Ahrgon Spooge and causing the older Ahrgon to spume as well, flooding Acio's throat and mouth at the same time. The two Ahrgons sat exhausted on the floor, looking almost like twins. Sebastian and Acio still were not finished. The new infusions of the pheromone left them fully as randy as they had been at the beginning of the day. The Second Cadet "Father, Yorr?" A younger Ahrgon boy came running into the room. He looked at his brother and glanced at the other Ahrgon without recognition. "Yorr, who is this with you? Why are you nekked with him, and what are you doing with these Humans. Why do they have no clothes on either?" "Shut up, Derr, just take your own clothes off. I think Sebastian and Acio, here, can explain it to you much better than I can," Yorr snapped. Looking at his younger brother, he pointed at his father. "This is Father, Derr. He has been drinking Human..." He looked at Sebastian. "Spooge!" "Oh, yes. Father has been drinking Human Spooge; and it has made him young again." "But where is the machine? Where are the sheaths and the pump?" Sebastian approached the young Ahrgon, lust sparkling in his eyes. "Well," he said, indicating his own huge erection, "it seems the sheaths and the pump just weren't big enough!" "Wow! You got a big one, don't you?" Derr admitted, rubbing his own midsection vigorously in small circles. "I think you know what to do with that thing under you hand, don't you?" Sebastian teased the boy, who was obviously masturbating himself discreetly. Sebastian reached over and began to unbutton the boy's tunic. He reached his hand inside and found the end of the young boy's upper probe, now fully erect, but only about eight inches long. "Oh, oh, ungh...!" cried the boy. "You...you are...touching it!" "Why is your upper probe shorter and fatter than your brother's?" he asked, as he gently squeezed the young Ahrgon's fat probe. "Oh...! Ooooh...!" Derr squirmed in delight at Sebastian's touch. "Didn't Yorr tell you? We can make it long and slender or short and fat. We can make it do a lot of things. The lower one will do even more, although a different fluid comes from it; but Joxx, Yorr's friend, can do everything with his probes!" he explained proudly. "Well, let me show you something," Sebastian said, pulling the boy's fat, eight-inch cock toward his mouth. He pursed his lips over the head and slid them down the entire length of Derr's stalk, swirling his tongue all over it. The boy's pheromones flowed freshly into him. "Gosh! That feels good! Let me do that to you!" "You want to?" "Of course, that is...I've always wanted to, but my friend thinks we must always do it the `soldiers' way'." "What?" Yorr cried. "You have done this before?" "Well, not touching, of course! I thought you did it with your friend, Joxx, too!" "Well, you just thought wrong! I never did anything like this before today!" "Well, I figure we have been missing out, Big Brother," Derr answered, stretching his mouth to try to accommodate Sebastian's thick pole. "You can't make it smaller?" Derr asked Sebastian. "No, I'm sorry. It always stays the same size." "But, how will I ever get something this fat into my ass?" the young Ahrgon asked, perplexed, shaking his strawberry-blond curls. Sebastian looked at Acio with a grin. "I think I'm going to like it here!" he said. "Me, too!" Acio replied, licking his lips. Meanwhile... The Well-Trained Cadet "Yorr! Where are you?" "It's Joxx!" Yorr said with agitation. He looked nervously at his clothing, strung all over the room. "That's his hunk friend," Derr told Sebastian. "Wait `til you see his probes! All this time I thought Yorr was doing it with him. Shit!" A well-muscled young Ahrgon poked his head through the door. "What's going on here, Yorr? Why are you nekked? You never get nekked in front of me!" "I-I didn't know anything about it until today!" Yorr managed to say. "Shit, Derr, you look good!" Joxx said. Turning to Sebastian, his jaw dropped. "This is what a Human's probe looks like without a sheath? How do they ever get anything that long and thick into those sheaths?" "You know about the sheaths?" Derr asked. "How do you know about them?" "Well, my father has four human boys of his own, doesn't he? I've watched while he harvests them, haven't you watched here?" "Not really, I had only seen the equipment. Father has only just gotten these Humans," Derr answered truthfully. "Where is the equipment?" Joxx asked, puzzled that none of it was in evidence and everyone was nude. "Why are you and Yorr nekked, and who is this?" he asked looking at their father, now apparently only about fourteen or fifteen years of age. "This is Father!" Yorr answered, looking at his friend. "He drank so much of the Human..." He looked at Sebastian. "Spooge!" "Yes, he drank so much of the Human Spooge, that he got too young! How long does it last? Your father should know." "Oh, I don't know. Father doesn't seem to get any younger, just stays the same. But then, he only has four Humans. I heard him tell one of his friends that it takes that many to stay the same age, harvesting them once a week." "Why only once a week?" Sebastian asked, plainly in a quandary "Well, it takes that long for the Humans to recover from the pump, of course!" Joxx replied with a slight air of contempt. Garr seemed to come awake for the first time. "What are you all doing here in my dungeon?" he asked, in a breaking voice. "You sound like I did last year, Father!" Yorr said with a grin. Acio had slowly moved closer to the boy, Joxx, and could smell the pheromone as it was broadcast from the young stud. "It doesn't take this Human a week to recover!" Acio asserted. "Sebastian and I have Spooged four times each in the last two hours!" He looked lustily at Joxx. "Impossible!" Joxx exclaimed. "I have never heard of anyone, even an Ahrgon, who could use the machines more than once a week!" "Really?" Sebastian said, stroking his now fully erect organ. Joxx looked at the long, thick stalk with interest. "I've never seen a Human's organ without a sheath," he said. "Show them your probes, Joxx!" Derr urged. "What do you know of my probes?" Joxx retorted, plainly puzzled. "Well, I am friends with Rett!" he grinned. Rett was Joxx' younger brother, and Derr's friend. He turned to the others. "Joxx can control his probes better than anyone! Most people just never learn how to do it. I guess that's because we don't use them any more...well, not much, anyway," he said with a grin. "Show us!" Garr demanded. "Let me undress you?" Derr asked eagerly. "Why not?" Joxx answered. "But let the blond Human help," he continued, as he looked with interest at Sebastian. Derr pulled the heavy sweatshirt up from Joxx' waist and over his chest and then his head. His heavily muscled body was a sight to behold. There was no evidence of his probes; they were not roaming around loose like the others' had been. Sebastian looked at the huge bulge in the Ahrgon boy's trousers; and, taking the ties to the breeches in his hand, he began to draw them open. The silky material slipped down to reveal the upper probe, a fat six inches, flaccid, nestled tightly over the lower probe, a fatter seven, both hanging heavily over goose-egg-sized balls. "Those are the biggest balls I ever saw!" Sebastian said, taking hold of them with both hands. "Oh...! Uh...!" Joxx grunted, shuddering. "You're not supposed to touch them!" "Really? Why not?" Just the slightest touch of them made Sebastian's hands tingle. "Well, I don't know! You're supposed to concentrate on what you want to do, it's a mental thing. We never touch ourselves!" "I do!" chirped Derr. "Not directly, of course, but through my tunic." "Well, I never do!" asserted Joxx. Sebastian looked at him blankly, dropped to his knees and slipped his lips over Joxx' thick upper probe all the way to the pubes, sucking greedily and lathering his tongue all over it lustily. "Ungh! What are you doing?" Joxx cried, his knees buckling. He grappled for a hold on Sebastian's shoulder. "Ummmmmm!" "Do it to meee!" Derr begged, looking at Acio, who quickly complied, taking the boy's upper probe into his mouth, and guiding the lower probe to his asshole. "That's great!" Derr cried, as his lower probe sank itself into Acio's tight sphincter. Sebastian tugged at Joxx' lower probe, and it began to extend. "What are you going to do?" Joxx asked. "I want your lower probe in my ass," Sebastian answered. "Show me some of the fancy moves Derr told us about." "But I've never done it with anyone else!" Joxx insisted. "So, use your imagination," Sebastian urged. "Make it pulse and throb in my ass!" "Let me take yours in my ass," Derr insisted daringly. Sebastian's was really thick. They moved around so that Joxx was behind Sebastian, lower probe in the Human's ass, upper in his mouth. Then, Sebastian pushed against the younger boy's bared sphincter until his fat cock-head popped into Derr's tight ring, the Ahrgon boy's upper probe in Acio's mouth and the lower in his ass. "Wow!" cried Yorr, looking on without noticing his now- youthful father's lower probe heading determinedly for his ass again. In a rapid, but gentle movement, Yorr's young asshole was penetrated by the probing bulb of Garr's fat lower probe, and his mouth invaded by the upper. "Umph!" Yorr grunted as his father's fat lower probe began to gyrate inside him, plunging rapidly in and out expertly. Suddenly the boy's lower probe forced itself into the older Ahrgon's ass and the upper found his mouth. "Ummmmm!" Garr groaned as Yorr's young probe began to squirt fresh Ahrgon semen into his mouth. This triggered the Garr's orgasm and they pumped each other full of Ahrgon juices. "Ungh! Ungh!" Joxx cried, as thick ropes of semen were forced through his upper probe into Sebastian's throat and mouth. The lower probe reacted instantly, pumping Sebastian's ass full of Ahrgon juice. The Human boy reacted with his own orgasm, his long, thick cock swelling dangerously, throbbing violently as it began pumping Derr's young asshole full of Human Spooge, causing the youngster to erupt into Acio's throat and bowels. "Enough is enough!" cried Garr, who at fourteen, was vastly less imposing than he had been as an older Ahrgon.