Date: Wed, 10 May 2023 17:13:14 -0700 From: Juxepe Albi Subject: The Chronicles of Ahr - Chapter 8 - Sebastian's Door-Guards Chapter Eight - Sebastian's Door-Guards Sometime after Olav and Rett lad left Sebastian's room, there was a knock on the door. "Who's there?" Sebastian called out. Then there was another light tap. Forever more, Sebastian thought as he went to the door. "Yes?" "We...uh...it's that...uh..." "Well said," Sebastian teased, opening the door to the two guards Rett had sent away. "Come in." They looked down the hallway in both directions before entering. There was no one in the corridors. "Is it...that is...could you..." the young guard stammered. "What is your name?" Sebastian asked. "Beor, Sir!" the guard responded. "And yours?" "Cuilen, Sir!" "I guess you both know my name?" They nodded in answered to his question. "Now...I suppose you both have heard a great deal through these doors?" They both nodded again. Their upper probes were swollen, coiled haphazardly in their tunics and their lowers pulsed hotly in their trousers. Their faces were more than half-hidden in their complicated helmets. "We uh...heard more in the barracks, Sir!" Beor offered. "Yeah! In the barracks!" Cuilen added, nervously. "What have you heard?" "That the officers get younger when they swallow your..." Beor looked at his friend. "Spooge!" "Yeah, your Spooge!" Beor finished. "Yes, so...our Spooge is a rejuvenation drug for your race," Sebastian said. "But surely the two of you are not so old as to be interested in something like that. How old are you, anyway? Seventeen, eighteen?" "Exactly, Sir!" Beor answered, "Cuilen, here is seventeen; and I am eighteen, Sir!" "So you couldn't possibly be excited--he rubbed his hands down the front of both of their tunic jackets--by the thought of getting younger?" "Ummmm! No, Sir!" Beor answered. "We...we...we...Ooooooh!" "You heard that it felt good, too?" "Yes, Sir!" Cuilen answered. "We h-heard that it feels better than just about anything else in the world!" "Well, I don't really know about that. I suppose you two were going to tell me that you were willing to let me demonstrate to you for your own edification. That is, so that you would have, shall we say, first hand information?" "T-That sounds better than anything we could have thought up, Sir!" Beor said, removing his helmet, his shiny black curls recoiling from confinement. He was gorgeous! "Yes, Sir!" Cuilen added, removing his own helmet. His brown hair was short, but curly, his eyelashes long and curly. He looked like a doll. "Well, gentlemen, you have come to the right place." Sebastian opened the door a crack and hung a sign on the doorknob. "Do Not Disturb!" That sign meant someone very important might be in there with Sebastian, and no one except Garr would dare enter. Garr was at his country estate. "Take those uniforms off!" Sebastian ordered. "Both of us?" "In front of each other?" "Exactly, haven't you undressed in front of each other before?" "Never!" "Ahrgons don't undress in front of each other," Beor said, blushing profusely. "Never!" Cuilen said emphatically. "Well, I guess you just don't know about it, then," Sebastian said, "for I have been with seven Ahrgons at the same time, all completely nude together! That includes the Supreme Commander and two of his sons, and Valko and three of his sons." They gasped, and Sebastian began to unbutton their tunic jackets, one with each hand. Beor's chest was covered with thick curly hair, and his upper probe stood out conspicuously in contrast. Sebastian took a firm grip on the middle of the shaft and tugged up and down gently. "Ungh! Gods! That feels good!" Beor moaned. Sebastian rubbed his hand over Cuilen's smooth chest and traced his fingers teasingly down the stalk of the guard's upper probe. "Ummmmmm!" Cuilen crooned. "That feels wonderful! I have never touched mine before, have you, Beor?" "Once, but I got a hard spanking from my pa, and I haven't done it since." "You pa's not here no-ow!" Sebastian said in a sing-song tone, twisting his hand on Beor's shaft. The guard shuddered and almost lost his balance. Sebastian removed their jackets and pushed them backward toward his bed, ordering them to lie on their backs. He continued by untying their trousers and pulling them off over their boots. Next he removed their boots. Their lower probes were waving around like two curious snakes, and Cuilen's sought to dip under the back of Sebastian's loin-cloth. The Human boy's large penis was causing his loin-cloth to stand almost straight out from his groin, and the two guards looked at it with interest. "Uh...what does your probe look like," Beor asked nonchalantly, as though it were an afterthought. "Oh, it's pretty uninteresting compared to these hoses that you two hot studs are showing." "Hot studs, Sir! You think we are hot studs?" What was the matter with these Ahrgons? Didn't anyone ever tell them they were good-looking? "I think you are both drop-dead gorgeous, and I was hot for both of you the minute I saw you," he lied about the last part--he couldn't even see their faces with their helmets on--but they were drop-dead gorgeous. "Does that make it better?" Beor asked, clearly puzzled. "Do you think I'd want to fool around with a Troll?" Sebastian asked, laughing aloud. "I could spend the entire day feeling up the two of you." Cuilen's lower probe nudged firmly at Sebastian's sphincter. "Why is my probe doing that? I swear I'm not causing it!" Cuilen blurted, blushing. "Oh, I know that," Sebastian said. "Haven't either of you ever been with another person for sex?" "Certainly not!" Cuilen snapped. "That is never done!" He looked doubtfully at Sebastian. "At least that's what they have always told us, huh, Beor?" "Absolutely!" "Do you want me to show you what your probes would do if you simply relaxed and let them behave naturally?" "All right," Beor replied, "I'm game. You, Cuilen?" "Sure." "Wait," Sebastian said. "I want a dose of Ahrgon pheromone. I makes us Humans lustier, and I feel like being lusty." He bent over Beor and kissed him on the mouth. "Why did you do that?" the young guard said, looking at him with wide eyes. "It's called kissing, and it makes sex better between Humans. Ahrgons, too. Rett is the best kisser of all the Ahrgons I know." "You've done it with that young kid?" Cuilen said with distaste. "That young kid could give you lessons in sex, my friend. He is one of the hottest sex partners I could ever imagine, and I've had lots of them-- Human and Ahrgon. Before I met him, I couldn't have imagined Ahrgons would be so sexy. He was so open and friendly, willing to do anything and everything. All the Human boys want to go with him whenever they can." "What's so special about him?" Beor asked, obviously offended that those comments weren't being made about him personally. "Well, I guess I would have to say `eagerness.' Rett is always in a good mood, and always hot!" Sebastian uncovered his thick eight-inch tool and stroked it several times right in front of their faces. A long stream of pre- cum roped off the end of it. When he released it, it swung upward toward his chest. "So that's what a Human probe looks like," Beor said, reaching tentatively for it. "Feel it, Cuilen," he urged. The other guard looked at him sheepishly and obeyed, taking hold of the shaft with his right hand. Their pheromones surged through Sebastian's body and he panted heavily with lust. He grabbed Beor's upper probe and slid his lips down over the first six inches of it, slavering his tongue all around it as he sucked it hungrily. "Ungh! Ungh!" Beor grunted. "That is almost unbearable, it feels so good!" Sebastian left him and took Cuilen's probe into his mouth, sucking expertly on it in the same way. "Oooooh! Yes, that's wonderful!" Cuilen agreed. Cuilen still held on to Sebastian's stalk, and impulsively, he took Beor's into his other hand, pulling it toward his own mouth. As he slid his lips down over it, Beor took Cuilen's probe from Sebastian and put it into his own mouth. Sebastian slid away from them, grasping their lower probes and directing them toward their anuses. He scooped a handful of drool from his turgid rod and smeared both their sphincters with slime. In only a moment, their lower probes had penetrated their sphincters and they were double skewered, the probes jerking furiously in both ends. Sebastian took one set of balls in each hand and began licking them and pulling on them. Beor began moaning deep down in his throat, and Cuilen whimpered. Suddenly they both exploded into a bucking frenzy, their probes visibly pulsing to ridiculous thickness. After it was over they both stayed as they were. Neither offered to move, and their probes lay limply draped across their bodies. "Well," Sebastian asked, "how did you like it?" "It was...it was..." Beor stammered. "It was fucking fabulous, that's what it was!" Cuilen finished for him. "I've never felt anything like that before!" "I think you both owe me something for showing you that little trick," Sebastian said, looking down at his own swollen stalk. It waved up and down in a fifteen-inch arc. He pulled the end of Cuilen's lower probe out of Beor's sphincter and raised the guard's legs on to his shoulders. With one swift motion, he buried his eight-inch pole in Beor's already somewhat stretched pucker. pulling it slowly out and slamming it back in again. "Oooh!" Beor responded. "That feels really good!" "To me, too," Sebastian said, continuing to pump in and out. "Let me feel it, too," Cuilen said, fondling his own upper probe, which was becoming distended, as was Beor's. "All right," Sebastian said, withdrawing from Beor and placing Cuilen in the same position. His body shook with lust from the pheromone. He sank himself into Cuilen, jerking back then ramming it in again. "Gods! That feels great!" Cuilen crooned, jerking on Beor's upper probe. He pulled it toward his face, impaling his mouth with the fat hose. Beor took Cuilen's probe and began sucking it, Cuilen's lower probe found Beor's ass again and began ramming in and out of it, in imitation of Sebastian's thrusts. In only a moment Sebastian erupted and took the others over the top again. "We might have made embryos," Sebastian said to both of them. "You had each taken the lower probe of the other, then I Spooged in Cuilen, and was leaking badly when I was banging you, Beor. I will have Joxx examine the both of you tomorrow. If there are embryos, we will want to put them into an incubator. Garr is studying the possibility of a cross between our specie. Probably he is thinking of a self-rejuvenating hybrid, or something like that. "Won't we get into trouble over something like that?" Beor asked, now worried. "Oh, no. I'll make certain he knows I arranged it, and that neither of you drank any of my Spooge. He can't object to my having a little fun with my guards, can he? After all, he's banging anyone he wants to, now; and he owes it all to me. He won't cause any trouble." Rett and Beor The next day Beor was going to his post. "Are you Beor?" a young cadet officer asked him. "Yes, I am Beor, Sir!" "I am Rett, Valko's second son." "Yes, Sir?" "I would like to know you better, Beor. Sebastian told me I should tell you so. What do you say?" "I would be honored, Sir!" Beor answered. Sebastian was right, Rett was hot! The boy edged up to him and whispered into his ear, "I'm very anxious to see the curly hair on your chest, Beor. Sebastian says you're a fuckin' hunk!" His breath on Beor's ear made the young guard shiver all over. "Thank you, Sir," Beor answered. He wished he wore his helmet so that Rett couldn't see his red face. What was wrong with him, anyway? Gods that boy was hot! Beor's probes throbbed painfully. "Come to my quarters when your shift has ended," Rett said invitingly. "Don't bother to change, you can shower with me." "I would be honored, Sir!" "Oh, Beor?" "Yes, Sir!" "Call me Rett when we are alone. I don't want to be `Sir' to you." He batted his curly eyelashes at Beor. I see what Sebastian meant, Beor thought to himself. Just being here with him makes me quiver all over. Then, just as he was about to recover, Rett came back toward him. "Oh, Beor, has Joxx been with you yet? To do the examination thingy." "No, Sir!" Beor replied. The kid knew about that? "Well, don't worry about it. I had to have an embryo removed, too; and Joxx really gets into it. He may be able to control his probes really well in demonstration of probe control; but when it comes to Human-type sex, he just loses it. I probably won't get a chance at you again after he sees you, so I want to make sure I see you soon. Tonight, then?" " You can count on it, Sir!" Beor reassured him. The kid really wanted him. Somehow that thought thrilled him enormously. === Please consider supporting Nifty with your donation to https://donate.nifty.org/ Funds used to continue these free stories