Manphibians Chapter 11: One Fuck Leads to Another Evan Andrews ©2023
This story is not quite a fan fiction but it's close enough.
As always. I had a slate of faces I imagined while writing this story, and I'll list them at the end of each chapter until we have the full cast. Use your own imagination if you don't like my choices. This story should not be taken as a true representation of the sexuality of any of the men in question.
The story depicts males in sci-fi sexual situations with other males, and the odd alien. If this offends you, if you are underage, or if reading such is illegal where you are please stop reading now. Thank you.
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the Leader croaked.
<the pets / have you noticed anything odd about them> the Quartermaster said.
<no / anyone else>
The Leader shot a pointed look at the Sociologist who indicated that he hadn't noticed anything either.
the Ship's expert on human society said.
<they're lethargic, as if there was something missing from their lives>
the Leader said.
<they're not lacking anything physical> the scientist said.
<they have activity / purpose / sustenance / and regular sexual release / this one does not know what more they could want>
By sexual release, of course, it was referring to ejaculation resulting from either servicing their masters orally, or by being anally penetrated either by Phib fingers or the sleeping spars. (The pets had only been allowed to manually manipulate one another that one time by the pool.)
the Linguist said.
<the ship and this one have been examining human literature / correlating it to determine patterns in their expectations>
Most human emotions confused the Phibs as much as their sexual expression did. A few of them they did relate to-- fear, courage, and curiosity, for example. Those relating to interhuman relations, however, remained a mystery to the ambisexual aliens. It was insertive congress, for example, that appeared to motivate the human males, even if many times removed from simple reproduction. And the human females competed for the most motivated and competent of the males.
<the crew has kept the pets from bonding with each other on more than a superficial level / always a crew must be intermediary / perhaps the crew should allow them to explore such relationships>
Nine pairs of amber eyes stared at the Linguist.
<this one questions the linguist's analysis> the Biologist said.
the Sociologist said.
the Quartermaster said.
The Leader remembered the look that had passed between its pets (Gus and Noor) as they groomed one another that first day. Could this be what that look had communicated?
The remaining five crew members considered.
said the Medical Officer.
The Engineer and Geologist both offered the opinion that certain complex systems, such as the human mind, occasionally required that stresses be released, even when it made no logical sense.
the Pilot noted.
the Soldier said bluntly <if the need is in their genes they should do it / this one doesn't want to have to deal with putting down and punishing misbehavior a lack of bonding might incite between the pets>
<then linguist see how the pets react to being allowed to bond / the quartermaster will assist>
<you can start with this one's pets> the Geologist said.
the Leader said
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The Phib delegation arrived in the Conservatory the next day while the abductees, after a day of hard work, were once again lounging in the Pool.
<ADAM / DERIK> the Quartermaster croaked the names in its human pidgin before reverting to simplified Phib
The pair of wiry pets climbed out of the Pool. Their master, the Geologist, stood in the crowd, and at a nod from it, they came to attention before the alien subcommittee.
The Linguist clicked.
the Geologist said.
The young men took a step towards their master, but it held up a three-fingered hand.
<not fuck phib / fuck human>
Jaws dropped, and not just Adam and Derrick's..
"Fuck?" Derrick asked, dumbfounded.
"Fuck Derrick?" Adam said.
And in giving the order, the Phib scientist put the mammals' training to the ultimate test. Back in their old lives, both Derrick and Adam had been straight. The idea of getting it on with another man never occurred to either—or well, not often. But now...? Could they...?
More importantly, would they?
"Derrick, how...?"
"You heard the master," Derrick said, and he stepped up to the Black stud. The Phib word for fuck had a specific meaning to the abductees, so that was the example they'd follow.
The men's chests met, and for a second they hesitated.
"What do we...?" Derrick started to say, but at that moment the abductees with experience in this area put their oars in.
"Kiss him," Dustin offered, and "Hold one another," Kim said.
The pets looked dubious, but they wrapped one another in their arms and pressed their lips, tentatively, together. They might still be straight, but you could see a change come over the boys as their minds and bodies got into the physical contact.
`It's different from kissing a girl, but I think I could get used to this,' Cohutta thought. Meanwhile Nehemiah was reaching the same conclusion.
Their kiss intensified.
A former gay-for-pay fuck-film actor, Dustin had noticed the Phibs watching Adam and Derick intently, and if there was anything this hunk knew it was how to put on a fuck show.
"That's right," Dustin said, just like his favorite director would have. "Now, grab his ass and pull him into you. Let your cocks get into the action."
Adam grabbed himself two handfuls of whiteboy ass and pulled Cohutta close so that their bellies, but more importantly their cocks, pressed erotically against each other.
"Now fuck against his belly," Kim said.
The two demo pets began to grind, but there was something... something not right... something missing.
"Help, Dustin," Adam said. "I can't get hard."
Dustin shot Kim a knowing glance, and they both descended on the Quartermaster. While its pets watched dumbfounded, the two experienced abductees applied their mouths to the spermatozoa patches on the Phib's chest.
the Quartermaster croaked, raising its arms as if to push them away.
But Dustin and Kim knew what they were doing, and it soon began to click with satisfaction as the precum began to flow from its patches. The chest-lickers had been waiting for this, and Adam waved the Quartermaster's specific pets (Lio and Mike) over to join in the worship of the alien body.
Adam and Derrick watched, confused, as everybody's attention was turned to the Phib foreplay going on. Eventually, when the alien sex-slime was flowing freely, Dustin and Kim both got heaping mouthfuls of the goo and carried it to the frottaging couple.
"Open your mouth," Dustin mumbled around the liquid cargo in his mouth.
Derrick turned his face towards Dustin and received his kiss, a kiss full of that alien slime that turned them on every time the encountered it. Kim leaned down to kiss Adam, and the four shared these kisses as the main show studs' cocks rose to stony erection. Mike and Lio followed and delivered second doses of Phib precum to their fellow abductees.
"Fuck!" Derrick gasped as the slime took effect.
Derrick could feel his cock, now fully hard, pressing against Adam's, and Jesus Christ almighty it felt fucking intense. Pressed side by side the twin erections and hormones screamed at the young men to get on with it already.
"It's... wild," Adam gasped as human precum squelched between his belly and Derrick's.
"Exactly," Dustin said. "Now the master gave you an order!"
Dustin and Kim stepped back and gave encouraging commentary as Derrick and Adam gave into their feelings and ground their way towards orgasm.
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While the frottaging pair got down to business (and Lio and Mike returned to tease their master towards release) the Soldier stepped forward and gestured for its pets (Cory and Rogan) to attend it as well.
it said, and the two pets, even knowing full and well what the master was up to, applied their lips and tongues to the alien's body. Rogan remembered reading a guy porno once the has used the words "willing participant in his own demise", and while that might be what was going on here, he was okay with it. Sex was sex, whatever form it took, as he had learned.
Once the Soldier's precum slime flowed and Cory and Rogan sported wood of their own, the Soldier pushed them away and said
The muscle studs looked at their master, and then at each other, before moving to step into a hug like Adam and Derrick's. But...
<no / other fuck> the Soldier said. It had discussed human breeding customs with the Sociologist and knew that the mammals had a variety of ways (and positions) to achieve orgasm.
"What...?" Cory said.
"Dude, what other sex have we had?" Rogan said with a grin. "Think."
The studs' eyes met and with a sudden smile they sat down on one of the couches and grabbed a hold of the other's erections.
"Fuck," Rogan gasped as Cory's cunt of fingers slid up his piece and the Black stud's thumb stroked the Brit's frenulum, releasing a fountain of precum. "I forgot how good this was."
Slowly the two men stroked their partner's shafts, using their human precum as lubricant.
"Oh fuck," Cory moaned, and his shaft spat out another hefty delivery of pre-sex man slime. His eyes met Rogan's. Recognizing the growing excitement blossoming in the stud's eyes, he gave in and leaned in to kiss his partner. Slowly, the two shifted so that they sat straddling the couch. If their eyes had been open, they'd have been able to watch one another getting off on their buddy's hand-job.
"Ja," Kim coached as his friends lost themselves in sensation, "But be sure to work more than just the shaft."
"Tease the cockhead," Dustin said, adding specifics, and Rogan began to extend his hand job to Cory's own cockhead and his frenulum.
Cory whined in his partner's mouth, but, for all his straight-boy credentials, he didn't pull away. If anything, he doubled down on his kissing and began to apply Rogan's tricks back on the Brit's own meat. It was anyone's guess, though, how long their mutual masturbation session would take to bring them off.
<good / good> the Soldier said as its pets bonded. It watched intrigued as Rogan's stray hand teased Cory's nipples into erection. (Rogan's were already there.) As a final act, Derrick's off hand reached down to cup Adam's balls, and tease at the Black stud's taint.
The Pilot now pulled out its pet mammals (Brad and Nam) and had them get a dose of tried-and-true Phib turn-on slime from its chest, something the two muscle hunks were more than willing to do.
<fuck / new fuck> it said.
The muscle studs looked to Dustin and Kim, and Brad said, "uh, what does...?
"Well," Dustin told him, "If this was a porno you'd go from rubbing off, to jerking off, to... well, I guess it's time for you boys to suck some cock."
"Suck...?" Nam started, surprised but not totally against the plan.
"Yeah," Dustin said. "If you've eaten a girl out, cock's no worse. Trust me."
"In fact," Kim said, "With your bodies revved up with all that Phib precum, you might really get off on it. Don't worry; you're not alone. We'll coach you through it."
That wasn't quite the reassurance Brad had been looking for, but he just had to shrug. The bearded American and German Vietnamese studs fell onto a couch and looked from one erection to the other and then at one another's eyes, unsure of how to proceed.
"Who wants to go first?" Kim asked.
"Yeah, someone has to," Dustin added.
"I will," Brad volunteered after another pause, and he leaned over and brushed Nam's shaft with his bushy cheek. Nam shuddered, and then Brad took the plunge and placed a kiss on his partner's now slimy cockhead.
"Feck!" Nam cried, and with a little thrust he force his whole sex-plum up into Brad's mouth.
"Murphl!" Brad protested, but Nam had hold of his partner's head now, keeping the oral cunt locked in place. As Nam made tiny gentle thrusts, the taste of human precum soon coated Brad's tongue and he realized that it didn't taste that bad after all. In fact, it was almost...good? And if it was, then what would Nam's cum taste like? After that the bearded stud started taking more and more of Nam's dick into his mouth and ultimately, thanks to the relaxing qualities of Phib precum, down his throat.
[Meanwhile, in the background, the Quartermaster had withdrawn and returned with a pail of the same slime the Ship oozed up the pets' asses (a synthetic analog of Phib precum). On its orders, the remaining six pairs of humans began to grease each other up, massaging firm muscles and lubing up the resulting erections.]
After a few minutes of Brad sucking, the pair traded roles, and Nam for the first time sucked himself some hard American cock. When that girl in Berlin had introduced him to prostate massage, it had been world changing for the Asian hunk, and the taste of cockhead, and precum, was like that. Nam could really see himself enjoying this in the future.
As the other Phibs and the now turned-on pets watched, a voice behind Dustin said, "Dude, if I'm next does this mean I have to eat ass?"
The porn star turned to smile at a blushing Joss.
"I saw it once in a gay porno my girlfriend rented," the muscle stud confessed.
Kim looked at the tattooed Brit and said, "You don't have to if you don't want to, but it's not that bad—especially since we're mostly clean inside. Here, I`ll show you. Watch me eat out Horacio."
The tall German fell to his knees behind his shocked partner and pressed his face into the cleft between the dark stud's parted ass-cheeks.
"What?" Horacio exclaimed. "Kim, no, don't... Oh fuck!"
Horacio's features in next to no time clearly showed that in spite of his expectations he was thoroughly enjoying the feeling of Kim rimming his hole. Ecstasy. Pure and simple ecstasy. Who'd have thought it?
"Well, Sam," Joss said after watching Horacio go total butt-slut, and he pushed his blond partner stomach down over one of the couches.
"What?!" Sam said as his chest hit the mossy surface, but soon he, too, was moaning with pleasure as his partner's tongue worked its magic.
"Oh fuck, Joss!" the blond panted. "I never thought... But... Oh yeah, right like that! LIKE THAT!"
One by one, the remaining couples were allowed to explore each other's bodies.
Dustin, in the last couple to get permission, was surprised when dedicated straight-arrow dude Zach came up and pulled him into an embrace.
"Whoa, buddy," Dustin said. "Take it slow." Not that he really wanted him to.
"I'll take it the way I want it," Zach told Dustin before grabbing his head and pressing a sloppy kiss on the shorter man.
`Yeah, take me,' Dustin thought as he wilted before Zach's authority.
The kissing hunks' hard dicks got caught up in the slippery space between their two bodies, and the pair ground away like Derrick and Adam were. Or at least it started that way. Dustin eventually pulled back, leaving the boys' hard dicks to swordfight for a moment.
"Bring your legs together, Zach," Dustin ordered.
"What?" Zach was taken by surprise. "Hey, I know I was kissing you, and I'm fucking turned on.. oh, and I let our master stick his fingers up inside me, but..."
"Don't worry," Dustin breathed in Zach's ear, "Your ass is safe."
`For now.'
Instead, the former porn actor slipped his fat dick between Zach's meaty thighs.
"Now squeeze my cock with your legs," Dustin said. "Give me something to fuck against!"
Smiling as he recognized the ploy, Zach pressed his thighs together and felt his partner begin rutting this interfemoral makeshift cunt.
"Oh yeah," Dustin moaned. It had been too long since he'd had a good fuck, and he pressed his lips against Zach's chest as he pumped. Experienced lips explored the acres and acres of prime pec estate from one pert nipple to the next.
"Fuck! Dustin!" Zach groaned, and the big stud began to dance his body back against his partner. This was so much hotter than he'd ever imagined fucking a man could be! (Not that he'd ever imagined such a thing. No, not him... well, except maybe...)
Using lips, tongues, and fingers on weaping cocks, the corps of pets slowly drove each other first into ecstasy, and then beyond. As they did, the boys slowly learned not only the tricks of man-sex, but also, eventually, they accepted that situational homosexuality would now be a part of their lives. (Because all of the straight pets were still lying to themselves that once they were released (fat chance of that) they'd be able to fall back into their old pussy-hound habits.)
None of the pets, however, went past the acts of the moment to give real ass fucking a try. The Phibs, naturally, were ignorant on the subject, but Dustin (fucking between Zach's thighs) and Kim (frotting his piece up and down Horacio's lubed-up ass-crack) knew it was only a matter of time. Maybe when the Phibs next ordered them, or gave them permission, to have sex with one another it'd happen. But until then buttfucking could wait.
`I mean, imagine how surprised the masters will be when we all get around to breeding us some butt-cunt,' Kim thought.
In the mist of the multi-couple orgy, Derrick suddenly threw his head back and screamed, "I'm cumming! Oh fuck! Another guy is making me cum! Oh, Adam!"
"With you, buddy!" the Black stud told him, and the pets' cocks spat sperm, gluing their bellies together. Once their orgasmic shudders ended, they fell into a kiss again as they sank to their knees.
One after another, the other fucking men followed that first couple in vocal bouts of sexual release. Hot sperm coated hands, mouths, faces, butt cheeks, and legs (not to mention the ground), and the potent scent of man-cream floated in the air around the Pool.
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Hours later, all the abductees had cum (several times), and most of them had fallen into satisfied sleep. (The Quartermaster even let them sleep where they fell instead of dragging them up to the beds.)
Nam, however, stayed awake—barely. Pressed up against Brad's body, the Muscle puppy enjoyed the drowsy afterglow that followed on having one last time painted his buddy's bearded face with shaft-goo. Lying there, the German stud looked up at the ceiling which (as the Ship's slid into night shift) had cycled into a Phib home world star-scape. An alien sky, Nam mused. It was just as lovely as the sky over Berlin was (even the constellations were recognizable). It looked almost like it did that night...
Drowsily, the German muscleman rehashed his adventure—the abduction, being turned into a compliant servant and sex toy, and now becoming a proficient man-lover. The whole thing had begun while he was walking home for a night alone under a sky like this, walking home intending to beat his meat to distraction and pack his ass with that prostate massager.
Where some men might have broken on finding themselves in such a situation, Nam just smiled. In the first place, he had accepted he had no choice in the whole matter. Even better, though, was the realization that his days of dating Rosie Palm were over.
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And the whole human cast is now assembled and seen in action: Adam King, Brad Fiorenza, Cohutta Grindstaff, Cory Wharton, Derrick Kosinski, Dustin Zito, Gus Smyrnios, Horacio Gutiérrez , Jordan Wisely, Joss Mooney, Kim Träka, Lio Rush, Mike Mizanin, Nam Vo, Nehemiah Clark, Nelson Thomas, Noor Jehangir, Rogan O'Connor, Sam Lonsdale, Zach Nichols