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"oh shit..." thought Jackson -"these guys again...."
He was right. The Grey Ones were to be his masters again. Only this time, not the pirates that had conquered Earth and enslaved the humans. He (and Shay, his twink bed-friend) were now the official property of the Grey One empire.
That didn't raise their status though. Humans were still very much a slave race here. Perhaps their lot was even lower than it had been with the Gharodites. The Grey Ones had had a taste of human military power, such as it had been. Although even a Grey One pirate fleet had been sufficient to overpower Earth's military defences, nevertheless many Grey Ones had been killed. And the American resistance fighters were still holed up in various hidden dens and fastnesses. There were still plenty of potential human slaves there, and as long as they did hold out, there was deadly danger for the Grey One conquerors. The imperial government now had to seriously consider stepping in and officially rendering Earth as a conquered planet within the empire and taking the process of human enslavement out of the hands of privateers.
The two young American guys were by no means the only human slaves owned by the Grey One establishment. There were thousands of earthling captives serving as domestic slaves or in the mines of the Grey One homeworlds. But knowing that the 25year old all American jock Jackson had been a leader of a particularly effective band of the resistance, there were some in the imperial government eager to have him as both a slave and an example to show the earthlings that resistance was -- in the words of a popular Earth entertainment show prior to the conquest -- futile .
So Jackson and Shay were bought and brought to Ptera, the Grey One's capital.
The two were now lying together in a slave tube aboard a Grey One transit vessel. They were naked and shackled, but had mercifully been allowed to remain together. Looking around they could see other naked human males encased in nearby glass tubes. But they were together and they made the most of it.
"You know, I really love you, man" whispered Shay as he lay back into Jackson's manly embrace.
Jackson was hard. He was gently rubbing his meaty schlong between Shay's thighs while nibbling his ear.
"i know" replied Jackson
He couldn't bring himself to say he loved Shay. At least, not in the way Shay loved him. He was very fond of the beautiful twink. He often craved Shay's cute fresh white ass and boyhole. But he didn't think of him the way he did of girls back home on Earth before enslavement. He just wasn't that way. A twink might be next best thing to a girl. But he was still a male. Jackson couldn't imagine himself fucking a jock or man his own age or older. He had once been forced to take it up the ass from his mate Dallas. That was down to Grey One mindfuckery technology. He had only enjoyed it because the Grey Ones had controlled his brain. But no way could he, even if there were neither girls nor twinks at hand, really do a guy and like it....
Could he?.....
He hurried the thought out of his head. It was making him nervous.
He continued his dry humping of Shay
"Look dude, I really like you. I really really, really like you I mean. But im not like you. I'm straight, you know. I got it bad for girls. Always have done."
Then, almost in guilt, he reached around and softly cupped Shay's lad-package. Shay was rock hard himself. Jackson began to slowly but surely beat Shay's meat. Shay purred in delight.
"we gotta just stick together if we can, Shay. We're a conquered race now, but we might get a chance to change that. To get back to earth. You know, carry on the fight. Humanity can't be totally spent yet. I know we've still got people back there. They're still fighting on."
Shay sighed mournfully. He suddenly felt cold and slightly bitter.
"Jackson, you're wrong. We are a defeated species. We're a slave race now. All that crap we were going on with back on Earth, all the wars and the struggles and the technology. All that means nothing now. We're beaten. Remember how before the aliens came, we thought we were masters of the fucking universe? We were going to the stars! We didn't fucking realise that the stars were on their way to us. And it meant the same thing as when the native Americans saw Columbus coming. A fucking thrashing by an aggressive, vicious, inhumane and technologically superior force and then enslavement. Why should we have expected any different?"..
Tears were welling up in the pretty blonde twink's blue eyes.
Jackson was silent for a moment, but continued to caress Shay, now with even more enthusiasm.
"no Shay, I'm wrong. And I'll prove it someday. Shay, we're gonna be alright, you and me. I'll take care of us. And Shay.....I think I do love you man "
With that Jackson came, and Shay snuggled deeper into his muscular arms