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The Borg By Buky-18 kael116@yahoo.com OR you can AIM me: StreetCatburger
Chapter 10 - Assimilation Continued
The drone in the green Speedo turned around and walked to the center of the chamber where there was a large opening in the circle of tables.
As he walked I could see his Speedo was fastened with snaps to his skin. There was no rear to the speedo and only a front. His ass crack was exposed, save for the weird looking shutter assembly (which must be what they did to me as well). There were long strips of metal that started at the joining of his thighs to his butt cheeks and continued down to his knees. The strips forked off to form a circular tracing around the back of his knees, then resumed going down his legs until they reached his heels, where they wrapped around his heel and emerged between his toes. There were similar metal strips along the backside of his arms. The strips started at his shoulder blades, then traveled along the back of his arms, forking at his elbows, then resuming down his forearm and splitting through his fingers. The strips were just about the only implants on this guy.
He turned around to face me and held up his left hand. He motioned...no, he/it beaconed for me to come closer. I intently watched his movements and his body. There was something strange about the bulge in his Speedo...like there was more in there besides a penis and balls. The Speedo was way too tight to be comfortable.
Not knowing what to do besides comply with the order to stand up, I sat up and started to get off the table. The implants clung to my body as they were now part of me...and they were a bit tight. It was a little hard without the aid of my right hand - the cylindrical device was firmly implanted and painless, but it was also hard to suddenly not have the use of my hand. I stood up on the deck plating and stretched my arms, feeling the tubes tug at my armpits as I breathed. With my left hand I felt my abs and the plate on my chest. The circuitry was guarded by a clear plastic coating, while there seemed to be a darkened touch-screen panel in the middle of the implant. The tubes that birthed from it crossed my sternum and dove into the skin of my right pec, pushing from left to right underneath my skin. It neither hurt nor felt good - it just felt weird.
I walked towards the drone in the green Speedo and met him face to face. We stood about four feet apart. I stared into his eyes, wondering what those collective gathering modules were finding out about me. There was a ring around his orbit...well, not a ring, more like a frame. It accentuated the angular features on his face while outlining his eye. He had one green and one blue eye, but the blue eye did not seem natural. As I got closer, the iris rotated like a camera zoom lens. I realized that the drone was examining me. Creepy.
He was a little taller than me and had a great body. Broad shoulders, defined chest, and flat stomach...I would have killed to have his body. His nipples were outlined with metal fragments, similar to what mine looked like, and he had similar implants in his abs. The jagged etching under his pecs was the same as mine, but that was the extent of his implants.
I reached out and timidly placed my hand on his chest. It was incredibly warm...not at all as cold as I thought it would be. The skin was very soft with only a hint of the purple and silver tubules underneath his skin. I ran my hand across his chest and felt his pecs - they were rock solid. I then ran my hand down his stomach to feel his rock solid Borg abs. As I descended his body, he gasped and let out a high pitched sound I could barely hear. Upon reaching the speedo, I caressed the bulge with my hand.
The drone then knelt down on his right knee, held my ass with his right hand and my penis with his left. Holding it at the base, he raised it up to the level of his mouth and slowly took it in. I was already hard (who wouldn't be?) so he had a nice hard cock to suck on without any foreplay. Precum oozed out of my piss slit and into his mouth. He just held it in his mouth for a moment and didn't move his head. But his tongue was very active and it was like he was probing for the sensitive parts of my penis. After tonguing it for a few minutes, he moved his head back and stared at it. It was the longest time anyone had ever looked at my prick before...it's not THAT impressive. 6.5 inches isn't extraordinary, right? With his hands he pressed my rock solid cock to the left of my pubes and then to the right. He pulled it up and examined it from all around like he'd never seen a penis before.
During all this time when he was staring, precum had really started to build up, so the head of my dick was covered in it. As it trickled down my shaft it ran onto his hand. He immediately licked it off his hand and grasped my shaft with both hands. With his thumb, he pressed into my piss slit and probed for sensitive spots. Gracefully, he used a very light touch and caressed the edge of the head of my cock, rubbed down my shaft, then grasped the base again. When the drone's fingers touched the rim of my cock-head I gasped and moaned ever so slightly. This was probably what he was waiting for...the most sensitive area of my penis. He stared at it some more and slowly licked the head around the rim, making sure I would get the most pleasure out of his work.
While his tongue spun around the edge of my cock-head, his lips descended onto my shaft and he pushed it deeper and deeper into his mouth...but oddly, his tongue was still spinning around my cock head just like it was when his tongue was sticking out of his mouth. My knees started to buckle and I could no longer stand perfectly still. I wrapped my hand around the back of his implant covered head and tried to regain my balance.
It was amazing and the skill and sheer abilities of this drone to suck cock was just astounding. My knees started to bend slightly and I could tell that it would not be long before I blew my wad in his mouth. He sensed it somehow, so he stopped using his tongue around the head of my cock and instead he started sucking and bobbing as fast and as hard as he could.
Occasionally, he took it out of his mouth and stared at it, licked it and resumed sucking. He placed it in his mouth all the way and started to bob up and down, sucking me harder than any man had done before.
He ran his hands up and down my chest, abs, back, and butt and running into implants along the way. His hands tugged at the tubes protruding from beneath my skin and pushed on the metal plating. He fondled my balls and groped my ass, raking his fingers across the spandex sewn into my skin. Sounds of metal hitting metal came from our implants clinking together. It was incredibly arousing to hear my altered body interacting with his. This would probably be the last thing I felt, so I just enjoyed the immense amount of pleasure this drone was giving me.
He started to finger my asshole and penetrated me with his finger. He pressed toward my prostate, which drove me over the edge. I was moaning and panting so loud the entire vessel could hear me. Everything else but the drone and I faded away...I forgot that I was being assimilated...I forgot that my body had been filled with implants...I forgot that this would probably be the last time I ever had sex. I couldn't keep this up for long. My world got smaller and smaller...I stared around the room and saw several of my other assimilatees staring at me. They all looked perplexed and somewhat amazed. Luke's gaze remained fixed on the center of the chamber.
Up and down, up and down like a piston he sucked my cock. He sucked it until it hurt...then all of a sudden like a wave of muscle spasms, I started to tense. My toes curled up and I started to push his head up and down my shaft, grabbing his tubes and implants. The drone bobbed faster and sucked harder. I knew I was about to cum and so did he. He kept bobbing and running his hands all over me. With a collective burst my cock released its payload. I started to cum but nothing came out. Volley after volley of intense pleasure swept through my entire body. The waves subdued and soon I was left with the super sensitive feeling of having just cum.
Everything became muted and I could barely hear because of the blood rushing through my head. My eyes slowly made me aware of where I was and what was happening and my world expanded by leaps and bounds. The chamber awaited me.
My nose was dripping slightly from just cumming. I stood there in front of this kneeling Borg drone with my dick in his mouth. The drone just sat there with my cock in his mouth, not sucking or moving his tongue. As it softened, he rubbed my butt some more, removed it from his mouth, looked up at me, smiled (how strange! I had never seen a drone smile before!) and stood up. As he stood up, he ran both his hands up my body until they rested on my pecs.
He stood and kissed me on the mouth in a way I would have thought a drone could never kiss...a drone had just sucked me off! His hands, which were resting on my pecs, drifted up to my shoulders and I was gently pushed downward. He obviously wanted me to blow him or do something similar.
As I had just had an orgasm, I was completely uninterested in sex for the moment. I didn't really want to kneel down and service him, but I had to. Grasping my cock for the last time, I knelt down on the cold metal grating of a floor and stared at the Speedo in front of me. There I was....in the middle of a Borg assimilation chamber, kneeling in front of a drone with the body of a god, me completely naked, missing my right hand, covered and filled with implants, had just been sucked off, and I was about to suck a drone and a person who had been like me at one point.
I released my cock and carefully tugged at the green Speedo at the top - the skin fasteners quickly unhooked. It was like peeling saran wrap off of a piece of food...I pulled the underwear down and it stretched tremendously. This was no ordinary fabric...this was a fine green rubber/cloth mesh. It fitted around his genitals so perfectly I wished I didn't have to remove it. The beauty of his body and cock framed inside that micron thin garment was too much for me. The Speedo came off completely in my hand. I threw it on the deck and stared at his crotch. Once his cock was released, its silvery mass sprang out and hung there as some sort of god-like machine waiting to be started.
Soft as it was, it looked massive. The head had metal strips emanating from the piss slit that covered the entire head. The shaft of his penis was encased in a fine metal meshing of some kind and it had the consistency of skin but the color of Borg implants. Fine veins bulged and pulsed with the pumping of his heart. I followed it visually toward his body. At the base of his cock was a metal cockring that had blinking lights and several discrete wires running out of it and into his skin. There were 5 tubes in his groin that obviously led to his penis and balls. His entire body seemed to be focused on this one tool. Precum dripped from the head and dribbled onto the floor, my hand, and my legs - far more than any guy I had ever sucked. His feet came in contact with my knees as he shifted his weight around.
I reached up with my left hand and held the base as I opened my mouth. With my mouth wide open, I shoved it all in and closed my lips around it. The drone's penis quickly swelled and filled to the back of my throat, but got no bigger, as to just touch the back of my throat. I sat there for a minute without actually moving, running my tongue over the surface of the head and shaft, taking in the shape and feel of his implants. The metal strips in the head of his dick guided it down my throat. I took it out of my mouth and stared at it...how it glistened in the light, how the precum dripped onto me, and how it was so different from every other dick I'd sucked.
Using my tongue, I licked up and down his shaft. Every time I came back up to the head I swirled my tongue around it. The feeling of his cock sent shivers down my spine while at the same time made him shudder and exhale deeply in a very un-Borg like fashion. He began to rub his abs and grab his nipples, tugging at the various implants. Did the implants provide feedback? I wasn't sure. I didn't care. I was focused on my task.
Ever the cocksucker, I enjoyed the taste of dick and the feel of a cock in my mouth. I bobbed up and down, hitting the back of my throat with his penis, almost gagging on it every time I came down. The texture was an extraordinary mix of veins and rounded studs. Precum flowed into my mouth, which I greedily swallowed.
I took my hand off his knee and put it in the space between his crotch and his ass. No man I had ever had didn't like being rubbed there...he was no different. As I pushed inwards with my fingers I could feel tubes and metal implants inside the tissue. Nothing was really how it felt on any other guy and he was all new to me. I grabbed his balls on my return from the middle of him and could feel them moving up and down with every pump.
I released his balls and explored the other implants around his crotch while I was sucking him off. The tubes were the same as mine and ribbed, small, and extremely flexible and almost like skin, but what they contained was nothing living. The skin around the tubes was distended but it was not ugly...it was erotic. My face came closer and closer to his pubes every time I went down on his cock. Eventually, I was slamming my nose into his pubes in an attempt to please him more. It worked.
The tubes near his groin pulsed. The lights on his cock ring intensified at the end of each swirl of my tongue. He was obviously getting closer to cumming. I had not planned on swallowing, so I took it out of my mouth. His cock slipped right out and brushed my cheek. The thing was truly massive. I gripped his hip as I started to stand up, but he pushed my shoulders down, gripped his cock at the base and fed it into my mouth, then forced my head down onto his cock once more.
As soon as my face plunged into his groin implants I could tell something was happening. He was about to cum. His dick suddenly began to swell. Before, it had only gone so far as to brush the back of my mouth, not go into my throat. It elongated even further and swelled to tremendous proportions. While he held my head firmly against his pubes, his dick expanded and enlarged down my throat. It filled to its full 16" glory and was deeply lodged in my esophagus. I couldn't breathe and I started to panic.
He tensed. His cock tensed. The pressure of his cock down my throat grew. He began to blow his Borg load in my throat. Giant gobs of his cum shot down my throat and I had no option but to let it happen. Each burst had so much cum in it that it seethed back up into my mouth. What I tasted was metallic and strange...like the taste of cum and microscopic metal granules. I swallowed all of it, and he kept coming. Blast after blast came out of his Borg penis and rushed down my throat. I had never had a guy cum as much as the drone was cumming. I was about to pass out, for he had held me on his penis for a couple minutes now. He sensed this somehow and suddenly stopped cumming.
His dick began to shrink to half of the size that was lodged in my throat. It was still very uncomfortable, but at least now I could breathe. He let up on pressing my face into his body but obviously wanted his dick in my mouth. The lights on the implants in his groin died and faded. The cock began to shrink even more. I tried to get up but he would not let me. Suddenly, I began to feel nauseous. If he had not held my head on his cock, I would have fallen on the floor. The pain was tremendous! He let go and I reeled backwards.
I got on my hands and knees and began to cough. Something was happening in side of me. I keeled over and slumped on the floor as the pain overtook what control I had left. Little metal pieces began to rise from underneath my skin and spring up on my face and chest as the nanoprobes spread throughout my bloodstream. A tube burst forth from my jaw and wrapped itself round my head and joined another tube that burst out of my skull. Pain rippled through my entire body in waves. Within seconds, I could no longer see out of my left eye. Small metal plates arranged themselves on the surface of my eyeball and adhered to it. Within seconds, my eye was numb. I clenched my teeth and started to breathe heavily. My muscles spasmed and I could not keep any of my movement under control. I could not scream...I was coughing too much.
Looking out into the chamber for help, I saw the drone that had been the young man I knew as Luke, but he/it stared back at me with an unrelenting and unblinking gaze. "Is this what you went through?" I thought. Suddenly a stabbing pain in my stomach more intense than any pain I had felt in my life started to spread to my limbs. I lay spread eagle on the deck plating, unable to move in the slightest. I couldn't scream...I couldn't call for help...I wanted this, but I had no idea how painful it would be. So there I lay limp on the floor of a Borg assimilation chamber, Borg cum and spit dripping from my mouth, covering my chest and right arm, millions of implants filling my body, and nanoprobes constructing all sorts of devices I could not even begin to imagine inside of me.
6 more chapters on the way for this story...hehehe.