Earth 2345: Seeded and Sexed -- A Vignette
By D.O. celliophonic@yahoo.com http://groups.yahoo.com/group/bestbbcstories/
4/24/2010
(Author's note: this story take place in my Earth 2345 universe, but is not part of the main storyline......)
Talib groaned as the beautiful boy, Appius, slid down his cock, enveloping Talib's thick hardness in a sheath of hot and wet tightness that he could scarcely have imagined actually existed. Appius moaned as well, a high-pitched wail as he looked down into his man's eyes. The eyes of his protector, his lover. That he was carrying the black gladiator's child in his womb wasn't the first thing on either of their minds, but it served to heighten the intimacy nonetheless.
The brawny warrior slowly let his sight focus on the lovely face staring down at him, a face so full of love and adoration and......lust. At this moment, nothing else mattered to them but the fusing of their bodies as one. Talib ran his hands over the pregnant swell of the lad's belly, now six months along. He could hardly believe that his progeny was growing in there, that he had sired a child inside this gorgeous creature named Appius. The boy graced him with a smile so sweet and......innocent, that Talib felt his heart skip a beat. Part of him felt guilty about planting his seed in one so young and yet, he remembered the passion of that night when he had first taken the boy. It had certainly been mutual attraction; he would not force himself upon a slave boy, as many of his fellow pit fighters would and did with regularity. He had surely had a few boys in the past, but had never impregnated one of them, at least as far as he knew.
His attention was suddenly drawn back to Appius as the boy let out a light scream. He realized that Appius' rectum had encircled him entirely and now the petite lad with the pale ivory skin was beginning to move on top of him. He could see sweat dripping off the boy in the firelight and putting his big hands on those smooth thighs he let out a sigh as they settled into a rhythm, a dance of pure sexuality that they both needed so badly.
Appius leaned into his big black lover, wanting to elicit a kiss during the opening moments of their lovemaking. It helped him to feel even closer to Talib, feeling the gentleness of the dark giant's lips on his, the rough and brawny paws running all over him, touching him everywhere. He thought he might cry as he felt the warrior's hands lightly touching his pregnancy lump. He still marveled that he was carrying inside him the result of their first wondrous coupling, those many months ago. He was scared beyond imagining at the thought of giving birth, but when he was in Talib's strong arms, everything was right with the world. He had been scared too, when the gladiator first took and bred him, but Talib had been there with him every moment, comforting and soothing his fears. Now he couldn't see his life without the towering fighter in it, could not dare to picture a night not spent beneath this man he loved more than anything in life.
Now they moved together as one, with one purpose. Moaning, groaning, crying, screaming, gasping. They made love, one inside the other. Appius was still amazed at all of the erotic feelings that shot through his erogenous zones whenever Talib penetrated him. No matter how deeply the cock went, no matter how far his sphincter stretched to accommodate Talib, Appius still wanted more, wanted that cock inside him even deeper. He desired nothing more than to be bred again by his man and he showed this desire to Talib, gyrating his hips and working his inner muscles all along his lover's shaft. He knew this movement drove the gladiator crazy with lust and he giggled into their kiss as he felt Talib grip him tighter and he knew he had gotten to the big man.
Talib again moaned out his pleasure as the boy squeezed him strongly, massaging Talib's manhood with his hot, moist guts. It took all his resolve not to grab the boy, swing him down underneath him and then power into him with all his might. But he knew he had to be gentler because of the baby and so, through gritted teeth he allowed Appius to remain on top of him and in control of their fuck. His cock hardened more at the thought of his virility, the thought that he had indeed planted his breeding sap deep within this boy's womb. Appius had sat back up again and was grinding on him in a slow, sensual tempo, punctuating his gyrations with little yelps and squeals. Talib let his hands float gently up to touch the kid's tits. The nipples were thick, and glowed with a pinkish hue from arousal. He grasped each tiny nipple in between forefinger and thumb and then began to tweak and twist them. Immediately, Appius started screaming out and pushing into his hands, as if asking for it harder. Talib obliged, pinching the small tits even harder, pulling on them, and digging his fingernails into the soft flesh.
Appius had not known it could be like this. As his pregnancy had advanced he had become ever more sensitive all over his body, inside and out. He had never known Talib's touch on his nipples to ignite such a fire in him before. But as the hulking warrior man-handled his tits, he found himself screaming out in a new rapture even as the feeling of being filled sexually by this man was also overtaking him. Every nerve ending in his bowels was alive and it felt like tiny firecrackers were going off in his guts. He slammed himself down harder upon the wickedly curved shaft of meat that was piercing him, so that he could feel his opening wrapped tight around the base of the cock. Then he pulled himself back up it in a violent motion, accompanied by a loud squelching sound. His own smaller erection was aching, pressed into the hard stomach muscles of the black man.
Talib was beginning to feel short of breath, which was most uncommon for a man in his physical condition. The boy was getting to him. He could feel the velvety innards caressing his throbber and it was so good as to be almost painful. Suddenly Appius leaned forward and Talib was able to capture a nipple between his teeth, biting hard into the tender flesh of the teat. They both groaned loudly at this new experience and held each other tighter still. Talib felt his hands move almost of their own accord until they were gripping the boy's perfect round buttocks. He cupped each smooth globe as if he owned it, and perhaps he did. The lad certainly acted as though he had given his heart to Talib. He had certainly given his body to the black gladiator.
Their union was nearing a crescendo now, blazing hot with passion and desire and a need to reach orgasm, together. Talib kept one hand on the rump of Appius while the other strayed back to the gentle swell of his belly. The strapping fighter was known for his ferocity in the pits, but here he amazed Appius with his gentleness as he thrust gently into him. He could feel the big man's hand tracing the shape of the child growing within him and he was beset by feelings of overwhelming love for him. Neither had known that these emotions could even be real, but as their eyes locked onto each other, their affection and caring shown through and they shared a small smile even through the intensity of the scorching sexual fervor.
With that they both arched into the other and then every muscle and fiber in their bodies came alive and they were as close as two people could physically be at that moment. Appius came first, his small penis shooting four, five, then six and finally seven ropey strands of sperm across Talib's chest and he let out a high-pitched scream as his orgasm ripped through him and his bowels seemed to melt around his lover's manhood. He raked his fingers across the black stud's hard, muscled abs as he came so hard he began to cry. Talib, for his part could not hold back the flood of seed that fired out of him so fast and hard, he thought he might black out. His ears were awash in his boy-lover's hoarse screams and yelps. The spot where they were joined together seemed to literally fuse, the searing heat causing them to become one body, one heart, one soul...
With their breaths coming in sharp gasps they collapsed into each other's arms as Appius slid off of Talib and slipped to his side to spoon with his man. He felt the gladiator's lips on the back of his neck and in his hair and he smiled and snuggled into the brute's hard and unforgiving physique. The much larger black male also smiled and let out a contented sigh as he felt Appius lay in the crook of his arm; he softly wrapped his big palm around the boy's pregnancy bulge and two lovers gently fell asleep, surrounded by the love they shared for each other and the unborn child who would soon join their lives.
End.
Best, D.O. celliophonic@yahoo.com http://groups.yahoo.com/group/bestbbcstories/