The following story is not intended for minors. If you are not of legal age or sexually explicit material is not allowed in your locality, do NOT read further. This story contains descriptions of sexual activities between males of legal age.
This is a Sci-Fi story that I've thought about for years and decided to finally put it down. It's based on characters from an animated movie that was released a few years back. I used names and places that fit the story, not necessarily from the movie. I remember the movie itself but can't quite remember the title or the characters exactly. I wrote the story with different images in my head. I'm sure it will ring a bell with some of you. Feel free to send your comments to Chip77635@yahoo.com. Hope you enjoy it. Thanks for reading . . .
"Gooch! Stop it!"
"So sorry! Please be accepting my apologies! I not can help myself!"
Bob laughed from across the table at the situation. Gooch just had a thing for licking Zak.
"Man, that's just gross. I'm never passing you the salt again."
"Not could I help it. Your hand was being in my face. So close. So nice."
"A little help here?" Zak dripped at Bob.
"Sorry, Zak. He likes you. You seem to taste better to him than most humans," Bob grimaced.
"Great. I can't even get Kira to look at me but frog boy over here can't keep his tongue off me. That is a tongue, isn't it?"
"Yes, yes, yes. It is being a tongue much like yours. But not am I being a frog. Gooch is Nekrillian. Earth frogs are not being Nekrillian that Gooch is knowing about."
"Gooch, I was joking. I know you're not a frog. You just look like one."
Bob cut in, "He looks more like a turtle, actually."
"Yes, yes, yes. Gooch is agreeing that turtle is being a much better description."
Zak sighed.
This was pretty much the usual dinner routine every night on the ship. Actually, it was pretty much the routine whenever Gooch got within a tongue flick of Zak. Ironically, much like human jokes about getting high from licking a toad, Nekrillians experience a euphoric sensation when they taste human skin. And for some reason, Zak's body chemistry really did it for Gooch. At every opportunity, Gooch would steal a lick or two - just enough to give him a few shivers down his equivalent of a spine.
"Whatever, Gooch. You're four feet tall, green, big head, and a sloppy tongue. You're a damn frog."
"And Zak is being delicious!" Gooch hooted, rolling back in his seat still riding on the slight buzz he got from his taste of Zak.
"I don't understand why I taste so good to you..."
"Zak," Bob said, "It's not so much that you taste good to him. He gets high off of you."
"So I'm a six foot tall, blonde haired, blue eyed pile of crack to him?" Zak replied.
"Yes, yes, yes! You are being a narcotic to Gooch!" Gooch added.
"If you were a junkie, Zak, you'd get it where ever you could, too. Just chill. Maybe he'll find a new addiction." Bob said as he stood up with his empty plate, still smirking about the whole scene. "But for now, you're just Zak Crack." At that Bob let out a loud laugh.
"Yes, yes, yes! You are being Zak Crack," Gooch repeated.
"Ha. Ha. I'm crack. So in the meantime, I'm just supposed to let him smoke me?" Zak rolled his eyes, starting to get irritated that he was loosing this conversation.
Bob stifled his laughter and looked at Zak, "What the hell. Let him smoke your pipe, 'Crack.'. He's harmless."
Zak looked at Bob vacantly for a second. He was thrown off by Bob's suddenly serious tone and wasn't sure what to make of it. Was he tired of Zak always complaining about Gooch? It never seemed to bother him before.
At that Bob, smiled and walked out of the dining area. As he walked through the door, he called over his shoulder, "Zak, don't forget to give Gooch that comm assembly you were working on. I'll need it to finish up on the bridge tomorrow."
"Aye, Captain," Zak responded mockingly, half under his breath.
Zak looked at Gooch. Gooch smiled at him.
"So, Gooch, in the name of crew morale, I guess I'm supposed to let you lick my hand."
"That is being very good morale," Gooch offered.
"Not! Gooch, go find someone else to get off on."
Zak left the dining area and started back to his room.
Gooch called after him, "Gooch is getting the comm assembly from Zak?"
"Yeah, yeah. Just stop by my quarters later."
When Zak got to his quarters, he dropped onto his bed. It had been a long day and he was beat. In a matter of minutes, he began to sleep.
Two hours later, there was a knock at the door.
Zak opened his eyes.
Again a knock.
"Who is it?"
From the other side of the door, "It is being Gooch. Gooch is needing the comm assembly, please."
Zak swung his legs over the side of the bed. In a slight daze and not realizing how long he had been asleep, he muttered to himself as he sat up, "Can't I just get five minutes to myself. Five minutes. That's all I want."
Gooch knocked again.
"Is it being a bad time? Gooch is needing the comm assembly."
"I'm coming, Gooch. Give me a second."
Zak walked over to the comm assembly and picked it up. He turned and headed towards the door.
"Gooch is needing to make phase adjustment to outboard relay controls for Bob."
Zak opened the door and looked at Gooch. "Did you say outboard relays?"
"Yes, yes. Outboard."
Zak looked at the assembly in his hand and then back to Gooch. He picked up the wrong assembly.
"Come in for a second, Gooch. I grabbed the wrong one. The other one is over here."
Gooch waddled in and the door swished shut behind him. Zak reached towards the table and picked up the correct part. He turned towards Gooch and held it up to him.
"What is that being?" Gooch asked inquisitively.
Zak stopped walking towards Gooch and looked at the assembly in his hands. He was confused.
"It's the assembly for the outboard relay controls," Zak answered.
"No. Gooch not seeing that. Gooch is seeing that," and he pointed at Zak's crotch.
Zak looked down and blushed. He had a huge erection. His fat, seven inch cock was straining under the fabric of his pants. He apparently was in the middle of a hot dream when Gooch had wakened him from his nap.
"Whoa! Look at me." Zak started to blush.
"What is that being?" Gooch asked as he waddled closer.
"Don't worry about it," Zak said as he handed Gooch the assembly.
Gooch ignored the request and kept staring at Zak's crotch.
"Gooch! Do you mind?"
"Gooch is not minding. Gooch wondering what is in your pants!"
"It's my dick, Gooch! OK?"
"Who is it being?"
"Gooch! Not who, what! Dick! You know? Cock? Hard-on?"
Gooch looked at Zak. The look on his amphibious face was still confused.
Zak said slowly, "It's - my - penis."
Gooch blinked.
"Why Zak keeping it in there? Maybe keeping it in shirt pocket or on table?"
"Gooch, it's a part of me!"
"Why Gooch not seeing it before?"
"Because . . . just because! Sometimes it's small, sometimes it's big."
"Let me see!"
"No! Enough! Get going," Zak said holding the comm assembly toward Gooch and pushing him backwards to the door.
"What is it being for?"
Zak stopped in front of Gooch. He couldn't believe he was even having this conversation. Knowing Gooch, his ulterior motive was to do anything to get another lick or two off Zak . . .
Zak's dick twitched. He stared at Gooch. His dick began to get harder.
No way, Zak thought to himself. Could I? That's too fucked up.
"Is Gooch seeing it moving?" Gooch asked.
Sure enough, Zak's dick began to throb and started to shift in his pants. It was slowly changing position from his right leg to pointing up towards his stomach.
"Uh, yeah, Gooch, it's moving."
Zak could hardly believe what he was about to attempt.
"Uh, Gooch, come in and sit down for a sec."
Zak's mind raced. He wasn't sure what he was doing. He put the comm assembly on a table and then sat down in a chair across from where Gooch plopped down.
"Um, Gooch, tell me. You really like licking me?"
"Oh yes! It makes Gooch feeling very nicely."
"Uh, I was thinking I've been a jerk to you. Maybe we can work something out, like, if I let you take a few licks from time to time, would you stop doing it on the sneak?"
Gooch scooted to the end of his chair, obviously getting a bit excited.
"Zak would be letting Gooch lick him?"
"Yeah, Gooch. If it meant I wouldn't get any sneak attacks from you."
"Yea, yes, yes! That is being an agreeable solution! Gooch starting now?!"
"Uh, sure," Zak replied and tentatively held up his arm and began to extend two fingers for Gooch to get off on. Zak's intention was to find out if Gooch had teeth.
Zak paused and recoiled his arm. He outright asked Gooch, "Gooch, do you have teeth?"
"Teeth? Oh no. Nekrillians are not having teeth. Zak is worrying that Gooch will hurt him? Oh no, no. Never!"
Zak began to picture in his mind the different foods that Gooch eats. It was always liquid this or mush that. He probably didn't have any teeth.
Zak didn't say anything else to Gooch. He held up his arm again and extended two fingers towards Gooch's mouth. Gooch jumped off of his chair and stood in front of Zak. Gooch took Zak's fingers right into his mouth and began sucking on them furiously. He reached up and gently held Zak's wrist with both of his hands. Zak gasped. It felt good. Warm. Wet. Soft. The feelings sent shivers down his back and made his dick as hard as titanium. He could fill precum leaking out of his piss slit.
After a minute, Zak said, "OK, Gooch...Enough. Back off a bit."
Gooch obediently let go of his arm and staggered backwards towards his own chair. The look on his face was euphoric. His eyes went from their normal pale yellow to a light blue. He bumbled onto the chair and sat lazily, almost sliding off.
"Gooch? Are you OK?"
Gooch had never had such a long hit off of Zak. He was in sensory overload. His whole body tingled and he felt like he was floating.
"Gooch! Answer me!"
Gooch looked at him and smiled. He suddenly sat bolt upright in his chair.
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Zak is being a great friend to Gooch!"
Gooch was ecstatic but was obviously OK.
Zak was ready to bust a nut at the thought of what he was about to do next. He took a deep breath and continued.
"Gooch, uh, there's something else you can help me with...but it's very personal. I would really want you to keep it between the two of us."
Gooch looked at Zak excitedly. Did it mean more licking?
"Yes, yes. Of course Gooch would be liking to help Zak."
"Great. Um, Gooch, what do you know about human anatomy?"
"Humans are tasting deliciously!"
Zak couldn't help but chuckle nervously. For a split second he almost felt guilty about taking advantage of Gooch's apparent naivety. The split second passed and Zak's hard cock was in control again.
"OK, Gooch, there's something very, uh, personal and, um, private that human males must do. And when we can get someone to help us out, it makes it much better."
"Gooch is liking to help Zak. What can Gooch be doing?"
"Well, human males, um, carry seed," Zak began nervously. "We produce seed that we can use to impregnate a female. My body will produce seed whether or not I have a female to impregnate. So from time to time, I have to get rid of it."
Zak was totally making it up as he went along. It sounded OK to him and Gooch seemed to be buying into it.
"Zak is wanting Gooch to help him remove the seed? Gooch can be doing that! Does it mean more licking Zak?"
"Yeah, as a matter of fact it does. I was thinking you would be perfect to, uh, help me out. You seem to like the feeling you get when you lick me..."
"Yes, yes, yes! It is making Gooch feeling very nicely!" Gooch interjected.
"...Well, great! If you like licking my fingers, I was thinking you might really like helping me, um, get rid of my seed."
"Yes, yes, yes. What is it that Gooch is licking?"
Zak took a deep breath and stood up in front of Gooch.
"You know the thing in my pants you were asking about? That's where the seed comes out. That's what I need your help with."
Gooch did not say anything. He started intently at Zak's crotch waiting anxiously to see what he had in there.
Zak popped the top fastener on his pants and pulled open the fly. He hooked his thumbs on the waist band and in one motion lowered his pants and underwear down to his knees. His fat, 7 inch dick stood straight out from him. As if his dick knew what was about to happen, the head pointed directly at Gooch's mouth.
"Gooch, this is my dick," Zak said as he wrapped his right hand around it - his fingers barely meeting around the fat circumference. He raised his dick up towards his stomach and with his left hand cupped his balls. "These are my balls. This is where I make my seed. Actually it's called spooge or cum. If I make too much and don't get rid of it, it gets, uh, uncomfortable."
Zak was proud of that last line. It actually wasn't too far from the truth. If he didn't jerk off at least once a day, his nuts would feel like they would bust open on their own.
Gooch sat across from Zak almost motionless. He kept his eyes focused on Zak's dick. Almost trembling with excitement, he licked his lips in anticipation of what Zak was about to offer him.
"Oh no!" Gooch seemed genuinely worried. "Zak is loosing his seed already?" Gooch said as he pointed at the precum bubbling up on Zak's piss slit.
Zak went with Gooch's prompt, "Uh, yeah, Gooch, see, it's already trying to get out."
"How is Zak getting it out of Zak?" Gooch asked.
"Um, well, usually, I milk it - like a cow. Like this"
Zak, still cupping his balls with his left hand, began to squeeze and stroke his shaft with his right hand. He flicked his thumb over the head to smear the precum and drag it back down his rod for lubrication. He slowly kept stroking while watching Gooch.
"How is Gooch getting it out of Zak? Gooch is, how you saying, milking it for Zak also?"
"Well, this is the fun part for you, Gooch. You can lick it and suck on it like you did my fingers. That would get the spooge out, too."
Gooch jumped to his feet which startled Zak. Zak took a step back.
"Gooch is being ready!"
"OK, Gooch, now you have to be careful. You can suck on this part," Zak said as he waved his throbbing cock at Gooch. "But don't touch these," Zak said as he cupped his balls. "They're really sensitive, Gooch, you have to be careful. OK?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Gooch is being careful."
Zak removed his hands from his cock and balls and dropped his arms at his sides. He slightly thrusted his hips forward signaling Gooch to take his dick.
Gooch didn't waste any time. In an instant, Zak's cock was buried in Gooch's face. Zak could feel the head of his cock being forced into the soft tissue at the back of Gooch's throat. Gooch's long, sinewy Nekrillian tongue wrapped around his rod and was methodically tightening and releasing. He was suckling on Zak's dick like a calf. The heat from Gooch's mouth penetrated Zak's dick. Gooch instinctively reached around and grabbed Zak's ass to hug Zak closely to his face. Zak leaned forward and steadied himself by placing his hands on Gooch's shoulder.
Zak moaned, "Oh, Gooch, fuck yeah..."
Gooch's warm, wet mouth. His hand's kneading Zak's ass. Zak's balls pressed against Gooch's chin. It was pushing Zak over the edge. It was going to end all too quickly.
"Oh, fuck, Gooch! Shit! I'm gonna cum. My seeding is coming. I gonna fuckin' blow, Gooch! FUCK!...."
Zak's balls tightened. He started thrusting hard and fast into Gooch's mouth. Gooch didn't seem to mind and sucked even harder. Zak's cum exploded from his cock and down Gooch's throat. Gooch swallowed. Zak could feel Gooch's throat contracting on his dick as he swallowed and swallowed and swallowed. Gooch tightened his grip on Zak's ass and held on for his life. He sucked and sucked.
Zak's stomach heaved in and out as he tried to catch his breath. His knees trembled. Almost as if to read Zak's mind, Gooch's sucking began to settle. He started to gently suckle on Zak's dick. Gooch released his hands from Zak's ass and brought them around to hold Zak's softening cock. He wrapped both hands around it and gently licked the underside up to the head. Zak stood up straight and dropped his hands to his sides.
"Shit, Gooch. OK," Zak panted out. Zak wrapped his hands around Gooch's hands to steady them on his cock. He tenderly took Gooch's hands off his cock. Gooch understood. He waddled backwards a few steps into his chair.
Zak couldn't believe it.
Holy shit, he thought to himself, that was fucking amazing.
His whole body was on fire. He felt like he was floating. That was the best fucking blowjob he ever had. He looked down at Gooch who didn't quite make it into his chair. He was leaning back against it, half standing, half barely propped up. He had a dreamy look in his eyes. His eyes! They were a bright, neon blue. They almost glowed.
"Fucking A, Gooch, you OK?"
"Mmmmmmmm." was all Gooch could muster.
Zak pulled up his pants and fastened them. He sat down in the chair across from Gooch and stretched out his legs. He just stared at Gooch in his euphoric state and grinned.
"I know how you feel, Gooch."
To be continued . . .?