Date: Sat, 6 May 2023 05:52:27 -0700 From: Juxepe Albi Subject: The Chronicles of Ahr - Chapter Seven Chapter Seven Sebastian and Acio room with Yorr and Derr - Valko's Slave Boys The next morning, bright and early, Valko sent for Sebastian and Acio. Sebastian had been thinking about the possibilities all night long. "You should let us pick the Humans to practice with, Valko. We can tell which ones of them are the Spoogiest." "We will get back to that later! Today you will attempt to train the other three of my slaves." "Train them?" "Yes, teach them how to do what you do to make the `Spooge' production increase." "They might not want to co-operate with me." "If they don't, then I'll send them to the machines this morning!" Sebastian was taken to a large rumpus room where three boys sat waiting. He looked from one to the other. The first one was Olav, a muscular, stocky boy with a scowl on his face. When Sebastian tried talking with him, he became aggressive. Nonetheless, he finally responded to some of Sebastian's questions. "What is it that you want from me?" "Your co-operation. You would have to let me touch your body." "Well, as long as you don't try anything funny!" "The end result of what I would do, would be for you to achieve a violent orgasm, and spray your Spooge like never before." "What would I have to do?" "Just let me feel of you. If I do anything you don't like, I'll stop when you say." "Truthfully?" "Yes. If you don't like it my way, then they will take you to the machines right away. On the other hand, if you co-operate, you will never have to be connected to the machine again." "Deal!" Olav agreed. The second boy, Sean, was cynical, but more relaxed with the whole thing. "What you mean is, you are going to play with my hose until I spurt. Is that about it?" "Mostly. I guess that about covers it." "And I won't have to be hooked up to the machine again?" "That's right, but it's going to be a lot more fun than you make it sound." "Well, that remains to be seen, doesn't it?" the boy said, doubtfully. The third boy, Leo, was very shy, but had thrown a wall-eyed fit every time they would hook him up to the machine. "You have heard what I said to the others. What do you say?" "It's really not much of a choice, is it? I mean, either way I'm going to get wanked until I spew. Isn't that right?" "Well, that's right, I guess, but is it that bad to spew?" "I guess not, but I'd rather not do it." "Even by yourself?" "They would let me do that?" "No, it would take so long; the Spooge would be too cold for them to use. To do what they want, it cannot be exposed to air at all." "Oh. And how will you get it out of me?" "Trust me...if you don't like it, you can choose the machine." "Why not? I don't see that I have much choice." Olav was first. "Do we have to do it here in front of everybody?" "Certainly not, we are going to my sleeping chamber. Don't say you'll go just to try to get away. We won't be alone. There will be at least two guards with us." "They will watch us?" "No." They were escorted to Sebastian's chamber by two Ahrgon guards. Sebastian could see that both their upper probes were distended. After thinking about it for a second, Sebastian came to the conclusion that someone had been telling them about the new Human sex techniques. It was not a usual thing for an Ahrgon to lose control of his probes, but anticipation would cause it. Sebastian locked the door behind them, leaving the guards seated outside in the corridor, one on each side of the door. On second thought, he opened the door and whispered to one of the guards. "If you and your friend would like a demonstration, come in when I am alone. But don't mention it to anyone else." Returning to the room he walked to the dispensary. "You are free to sit wherever you please. Would you like a drink? I have wine and brandy. The brandy is really strong, though." "Gods! You mean I am even allowed to drink if I go with you? You should have said that first. I would have said `yes' without your asking another question. A brandy, please." "Coming up!" Sebastian said, pouring the boy a mug of brandy. Sebastian took a mug, too; but he sat it down on the table and began to remove the sash on his chasuble. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Olav watching him. He looked up at him, and the boy quickly turned up his mug, swallowing four times before lowering the mug. "Wow! You weren't kidding when you said it was potent!" Olav shuddered, taking another gulp. Sebastian pulled his garment over his head, standing there in only a loin-cloth, his smooth chest and stomach rippling with muscle. Olav's eyes shot for his crotch, where his long, fat hose hung heavily. "I didn't know they made you wear one of those slave loincloths, too." "Why not. I'm a slave, just like you are!" "You are a slave? Why do you have this private chamber, and why are you allowed so much freedom?" "Because I co-operate with them. I'm actually beginning to enjoy being here. I've really never had better sex than I have here. If you will do with them as I do, they will let you have a chamber, and you will be free to wander about without fetters." There was shouting in the hallway. "I said go away!" Rett's voice cracked on both last words. (Knock, knock). "Who is there?" Sebastian called. "It's me, Rett. Can I come in?" Sebastian looked at Olav. "This could be your big chance. If you don't screw up, you'll be set up for as long as you are here." "Don't worry. I'll follow your lead. Brandy and freedom? Sounds great to me." Sebastian opened the door. "I didn't interrupt anything, did I," Rett said nervously. "Not yet," Sebastian replied. "Did you come to help me train Olav?" "Help you train him? You'll let me help? Oh, yes! I would love to help you train Olav." Rett looked up with saucer eyes at the scruffy blond. "You're not mean, are you? I mean, if you're mean, I don't want to play with you." "He won't be mean, will you, Olav?" "No, but what do you mean?" "You know, mean--like try to hurt me or anything." He was referring to an unpleasant incident when six Humans had escaped, taking one of Rett's friends hostage. It had been years before, but he hadn't forgotten. "I'll make a deal with you," Olav said, kneeling in front of Rett. "You don't hurt me, and I won't hurt you." "You Are Fuckin' Hot!" Rett said, repeating something he had heard Joxx say. Olav laughed and grabbed the Ahrgon boy by the shoulders. "And you're the best-looking Ahrgon I've ever seen! Where did you get those curly eyelashes?" "Would you two like to be alone?" Sebastian asked curtly, smirking at the two of them. "What do you want to do?" Olav asked Rett. "First I'm just going to watch," the boy answered. "I want to see Humans together first, then I'll jump in at some point. O.K.?" "That will be great," Sebastian replied, dropping his loin-cloth to the ground, his long, thick flaccid penis falling heavily, swinging from right to left. "Gods!" Olav exclaimed. "No wonder they decided not to use the machine on you. That would never fit in a machine!" Sebastian's penis stirred and began to stiffen, and he heard a strange sound. Rett was sucking his thumb furiously. "I think I can find a better use for all that energy, Rett." Sebastian told him, pulling his hand out of his mouth. "Olav, you're next." Olav looked, nervously, from Sebastian to Olav; and, in one swift movement, shed his loin-cloth. His seven-inch stalk stood straight up in the air, up toward his navel. Rett took it all in, staring from Sebastian to Olav and back. "I think I'll just step in now, if it's O.K.," he said, grasping Olav's turgid stalk with his hand. "I think I might be able to take all of this, if I go a little bit at a time." He sat on a couch in front of Olav and pulled the boy's throbbing shaft into his lips, grasping the head between them, and swirling his tongue back and forth in a rapid circle. "Ohhhhh! That's Good!" Olav exclaimed, as the Ahrgonian pheromone raced into his bloodstream. "I don't know what you get out of doing it, but it feels really good to me." His body surged with lust, and suddenly he found that he could not keep his hands off Rett. He grabbed the boy and pushed him down on the couch. With both hands he began to undress him; and, when he unbuttoned Rett's tunic jacket, he saw the boy's upper probe coiled in a circle around his navel. "Wha...!" "He has never seen Ahrgon probes before, Rett. Why don't you show him how they work?" He pulled Olav to his feet. "This will be an experience you will never forget, Olav." "Wait!" Rett said. "I want to suck him some more first, just until my upper probe is erect." "All right, but remember, your pheromone will make him finish too soon. Why don't you both lie on the couch, it's wide enough. Rett, pull your uniform off, and retract your lower probe as much as you can." Olav's own eyes got as big as saucers when he saw the arrangement of the Ahrgon boy's probes, but he was so horny he could think of nothing but sex. Olav's eyes were glued to the boy's top probe which began to find it's way to his mouth; then, he felt something else slide between his legs from the front and nose up under his balls, stopping firmly in the center of his pucker, where it began to secrete a slick fluid and nudge back and forth, trying to gain entrance. Thinking, "what the heck," Olav opened his mouth and Rett's upper probe began insinuating itself into his mouth and throat. There was a soft "plop" sound and the head of Rett's lower probe popped through his sphincter. "Ungh!" The pheromone surged through him like electricity. He was a sex machine. The probes continued to slip into him; somehow he was able to breath around the upper one, and the lower one slipped into his colon. He felt that they were going to meet somewhere inside him and he shuddered as Rett continued to shove his lips up and down Olav's stiff stalk. Olav completely lost control, his brain spinning in a shattering orgasm. "Oh! Ohhhhh! Hmmmmm! Ungh!" Olav and Rett grunted simultaneously, as Rett pulled off before taking Olav's Spooge, which shot out like water from a firehose. "I really wanted to swallow all that," Rett said, matter-of-factly, Father will be furious that I wasted it, but I really couldn't afford to be any younger right now. I would probably have become a prenatal fetus with all that Spooge. I'm sure it was more than 400 mezzo-zaks." "That was the best sex I've ever had, ever!" Olav declared. "So this is what I've been missing!" His penis was already beginning to harden again. "Maybe we can harvest him again, Rett. Wait about an hour and tell Valko to go to the booth. I don't know why he wasn't there, then; but it's not your fault he didn't show up." "What is the booth?" Olav asked. "Do you see that round hole in the wall there?" "Yes, it looks like it has a rubber iris closure." "It does. The next time we do this, you will stop before you squirt, and stick your hose through that iris," he lowered his voice to a whisper. "Believe it, or not, Valko will be sitting in a booth behind the wall, and you will be poking your hose directly into his mouth. That's the freshest and fastest delivery of Spooge in the world. I've convinced him to do it, and it really makes a difference. When that Ahrgonian aphrodisiacal pheromone surges up your staff, you squirt more than ever before. That's why it was so violent with Rett. You were completely drugged by the pheromone." "What a way to go!" Olav said, patting Sebastian on the shoulder. "What about this?" he continued, hefting the other boy's heavy erection. "Would you like to put this somewhere on my person?" "Fuck, yes! I didn't think you would do that." "Well, I probably wouldn't if I weren't drunk and drugged. That's what I will claim, if anybody teases me about it later." "Nobody will tease you--nobody will know what you do except the person you do it with. That's the way it is around here. Of course, if you do it with three or more at the same time, don't expect it to be kept secret." Olav fell to his knees in front of Sebastian and took his entire long, thick shaft down to the root. "That's too good to be the first time," Sebastian teased. "Have you done this before?" "I confess, I have done it several times with Rolf, so now...do you want to stick me?" "Step up to the hole, I'm going to make you cum when I poke you, you can count on it!" "Yeah, yeah," Olav mocked, "Sure you will." Valko had barely seated himself, when Sebastian drove into the boy in a single thrust. Olav's stiff hose slammed through the hole. "Hmmmmmmmmmmm!" Olav grunted, as he experienced an instant orgasm; and the Ahrgon's throat was painted with over 400 mz. of hot boy-cum. Sebastian jerked Olav away from the hole and slammed his giant pole through. After only a moment's hesitation, he felt the hot lips, and eight heavy spurts of semen gushed into Valko's waiting mouth, 350mz. Valko had been late because he was harvesting Rolf, at 450 mz. Please consider supporting Nifty with your donation to https://donate.nifty.org/ Funds used to continue these free stories