Gabriel, p.19
Gabriel, page 19
Minutes later, he moved on to the next bin. He winked at Gabriel, hefted the bin, and pivoted. “Delivery for you, Captain!”
Baknu looked up just in time to catch the airborne bin. He staggered, nearly knocked over by Takat’s toss of what was apparently a heavy container.
“Thanks a lot, Cargo Chief.”
Takat chuckled at his withering glare and pulled a snack out of his belt pouch. He continued working as he chewed.
Curious, Gabriel joined Baknu as the Dramok opened his package. He marveled at the metal and stone décor pieces packed in protective compartments. Baknu was going for the full-on Brutalist theme.
“Is it all there?”
The Dramok took out a small, abstract sculpture that made Gabriel think of a bird with spines. He admired it. “I’m looking forward to how my greeting room turns out.”
Ever curious and devoted to study, Baknu had elected to enroll in virtual courses in interior decorating with Gabriel, who hoped to go into business for himself someday. They’d sectioned off a couple of areas in one of the cargo holds, using those areas to work on their assignments.
“Come on, big guy. Those boys don’t look too busy.” Iliana was laying on the charm, in the hope that Takat would assign a crewman to carry her bin to her quarters. Smaller containers such as hers didn’t come with hover controls.
“I can drop it off at the end of my shift.”
“You know, I was thinking of baking some cookies this evening when the kitchen staff is done for the day. I could double the recipe, make a batch entirely for you. Warm, gooey, fresh from the oven…”
“Woman, you’re shameless, and I love you for it. Anbac, carry Matara Iliana’s container to her quarters.”
Gabriel chuckled as she slung her arms around Takat’s neck and kissed his cheek. Iliana was in a lather to put together inventory for her shop on Kalquor, which was now a given. Not only because Baknu was funding it, but because his lawyers had successfully wrangled the government into letting her choose her own clan at her leisure.
Takat’s happy yell distracted him from his thoughts. “Look who’s back.”
They turned to spot Kisk walking towards them, his handsome mug bright with a grin. He’d been off on an assignment during their layover at the space station. It had been very hush-hush, so Gabriel had no idea what his Nobek had been up to.
It was a thrill to see him again. Gabriel rushed to greet him. Kisk scooped him up in his powerful arms. His Nobek kissed him there on the spot, without bothering about who might be watching.
Gabriel flushed and glanced around as the old fears of being caught woke. He wondered when his knee-jerk reaction to public affection from his clan would ebb.
He relaxed and hugged Kisk. With an understanding smile, Kisk kissed him again. Whether for reward or reassurance, Gabriel loved the man for it.
Baknu joined them and rubbed Gabriel’s back, no doubt having caught his paranoid moment. “Success, my Nobek?”
“You’ll be glad to hear our guest in the brig is no longer lonely. The greetings he exchanged with the new inmate were quite boisterous.”
“You mean Mit-noc?” Gabriel asked.
Baknu clapped a hand on Kisk’s shoulder. “Excellent work. Did you leave him in one piece?”
The Nobek rolled his eyes. “As difficult as it was. You owe me.”
“If execution is ordered, you’ll likely take part.”
Kisk beamed, as if Baknu had offered him the rarest treat in the universe.
“What’s going on?” Gabriel persisted.
Baknu smirked. “Your Nobek kindly accepted my request to take care of some business on Dantovon. Namely, the extradition of a wanted criminal to stand trial on Kalquor for conspiracy to kidnap and enslave an innocent Earther, which led said Earther to be nearly killed on two separate occasions.”
Iliana had hurried over with Takat. “Nal? You got Nal?”
“Much to his irritation.” Kisk grinned so hard, Gabriel thought his lips might split open.
“And the rest of the matter?” Baknu prompted.
“Done, and anonymously, as you asked.”
“What? Tell me!” Gabriel was annoyed with their hints and insinuations.
“A kind and generous benefactor bribed the local officials to free Nal’s slave stock after he disappeared. The slaves’ new starts in life and any medical treatments that were needed were also funded.”
Gabriel gazed at Baknu, a rush of pure love filling him at his Dramok’s gesture.
“Not just me. Another obnoxiously well-off heir to a fortune insisted on helping.” Baknu nudged Takat.
The Imdiko shrugged. “I couldn’t have my meal ticket—oops, I mean my Dramok—dipping too heavily into my grocery fund, could I? By the way, Iliana found a connection that will supply me with bulk shipments of potato chips. Be looking for a large debit on your account.”
“A massive debit,” Iliana amended. “He bought a lifetime’s supply.”
“Which in Takat’s case, means a month’s worth.”
* * * *
Dinner had come and gone. The clan had retired to their quarters. Kisk sat at the computer and sighed as he pushed fabric swatches aside. “I thought you guys were keeping this stuff in Baknu’s office.”
Baknu paused his reading. “Our quarters are nearer to the decorating staging areas.”
“Cargo’s light for a couple of months. I can spare the room in the hold,” Takat offered. He brushed cookie crumbs from his hands. The aroma of Iliana’s baking hung in the air.
“I’ll move our samples and tools in the morning then.”
“Kisk, don’t forget you promised to figure out why my computer’s so slow,” Gabriel reminded.
“Already fixed.”
“Thanks.”
Baknu glanced at Gabriel as he finished hanging custom-framed stills of their extended families on the wall. “Congratulations on earning high marks on your project.”
“And to you as well.” Gabriel came close and waved for him to scoot over on the lounger. “Are you sure you don’t want to ditch the salvage business and join my future interior design empire? You’re really good.”
Baknu didn’t make room. Instead, he set aside his book and pulled Gabriel onto his lap. “As tempting as the offer is, I’d rather concentrate on pleasure than business when it comes to you.”
He kissed Gabriel, cupping the young man’s crotch as he did so. Gabriel squealed and wriggled as Baknu rubbed, making him hard.
“I’d like some of that too,” Takat called.
“I’d like some of that three.” Kisk ignored the program he’d brought up on the computer.
Baknu stood, shifting Gabriel over his shoulder so they could pat and squeeze his ass as he was carried into the sleeping room. He squirmed and protested their caveman antics…but only a little. His cock was already filled with heat.
Baknu and Takat pushed and shoved each other once they had him on the sleeping mat, each trying to stake their claim first. Takat was the stronger, but Baknu wasn’t above playing dirty when it came to yanking hair, dealing out wedgies, and squeezing the Imdiko’s crotch a bit too hard.
Even with the ongoing struggle, Gabriel’s shirt was unbuttoned and his trousers and underpants at his knees when he noticed their Nobek wasn’t joining in. “Kisk? Where’d he go?”
“Don’t mind me. I’m only setting up some vid equipment.” The Nobek puttered at the end of the mat with a recorder and stand. Gabriel started to note two more recorders on either side, already lit to show they were capturing the action.
“All right. My first starring role in a porn. It’s long overdue,” Takat laughed, evidently delighted at the prospect.
Kisk noticed Gabriel’s astonishment. He paused. “Should I turn them off? I thought it might add some excitement for you.”
It would be evidence of what Gabriel did with other men. Evidence that could get him executed…
Except it won’t. These guys faced death without a second thought to save me. They won’t let Earth touch me. I’m safe.
The urge to prove it shouted loud and clear in his head. Live as you were meant to. Celebrate it.
“Keep them on,” he said, pretending his voice didn’t shake. He’d prove to himself he had nothing to fear.
“The footage had better stay private,” Baknu warned Kisk.
“I’m unsure about that. Judging from his computer’s viewing history, Gabriel might like to share it with his fellow Earthers, let them learn what they’ve been missing out on. What they could have, if they’re nice to Kalquorians.” Kisk leered at Gabriel.
“Damn it. I thought I’d erased all that. Why’d you go snooping?” He cringed with humiliation.
“I had to check your history to find out if any sites you’d visited had installed programs slowing your machine down. I noticed you never interacted on that site, though. I think it’s time you entered the conversation.”
“I love the idea of other Earthers watching you suck my cocks.” Takat yanked Gabriel’s clothes all the way off.
“Or accepting a spanking,” Baknu growled. He tugged the young man’s nipple, causing it to ache wonderfully.
“Or my primary shoving into your hole.” Kisk, finished with setting up the recorders, stripped naked and joined them on the mat, another recorder in hand. “I plan on many closeups of that. First, let me get a good view of our romantic lead.”
Baknu and Takat moved aside. Despite his determination to liberate himself from old fears, Gabriel curled up to shield his nudity.
“Show the recorders how pretty our lover is,” Baknu encouraged, he and Takat re-entering the shot. They pinned his wrists and ankles, holding him splayed. Restraining and exposing him. A startling jolt of excitement shot through his loins despite his struggles.
Kisk narrated. “Don’t be fooled by his efforts to break loose, boys. This delicious Earther adores being held down when we fuck him. He’s just shy when he’s being vidded. Look at how hard and plump his cock is. His Dramok is a master of forcing him to forget the more uncomfortable aspects when we play.”
Grinning, Baknu released Gabriel’s ankle, gripping his cock instead. As the hot, calloused palm moved up and down his shaft, Gabriel groaned, his hips thrusting into the tight grasp. He wasn’t trying to play for the recorders, though their presence added to the thrills.
“There, that’s much better. We know how to make our human happy, from the tips of his toes to his sensitive nipples.”
Takat demonstrated, his raspy tongue swirling over each of Gabriel’s nipples in turn. Shivers of delight raced through Gabriel. He writhed.
“He appreciates it a little rough too.”
The Imdiko nipped. Gabriel gasped at the shock of pain, then sighed as Takat sucked gently.
Look at me. See me being who I am. Anxiety at his exposure merged with the sweet taste of freedom, making Gabriel dizzy.
Kisk’s voice was turning growly. “My favorite plaything is his tight ass. Here I have my sweet boy’s preferred vibrating toy. See how long it is and how it curves? Perfect to hit his cumspot. Don’t worry, I’m civilized. Though it’s of generous girth and he’s not been stretched yet, I’ll slick it up with plenty of gel. There we go. Listen to him yell while I fuck him with it.”
Gabriel did yell with mingled pain and excitement as Kisk shoved the length of the dildo into him. It rubbed with electric friction against his prostate, sending a jolt of fire straight into his cock.
He could yell and scream all he liked. He could be loud, and no one would hurt him for it.
“I live for that reaction. Now, our lovely Earther usually accepts his fucking like the sweet boy he is, but the vibrating feature tends to make him lose control. I learned the hard way that this guy will take your head off. He’s a real kicker. We also prefer to use both hands on him, so I’ll pause for a moment to grab some hover cuffs for his wrists and ankles.”
He did just that with Baknu and Takat’s help. Gabriel lay panting and writhing beneath their increasing lascivious attentions as the recorders documented his growing excitement. He imagined others watching, seeing his eager submission to the thrills coursing through him. No one could punish him for any of it.
“Now that he’s defenseless, we’ll switch him on.”
Gabriel arched with a cry as vibrations hummed eagerly against his hotspot. Lightning shot through his cock. All the straining in the world couldn’t free his arms and legs from the cuffs or stop the dildo from its exciting pulsing.
Baknu added his own narration. “If you focus on his slit, you’ll notice a lovely drop of pre-cum forming. I do enjoy the flavor of my boy’s excitement.” He licked the flared crown of Gabriel’s prick, claiming the bead of passion. Gabriel moaned, his head tossing at the rough, heated sensation.
“Get ready for more,” Kisk said. He worked the thrumming device in and out of Gabriel’s ass slowly, fucking him for the recorder. Insisting on his submission for others to watch. “That’s it, my beauty. Taking it deep, the way you want it. Surrender that sweet hole to me. There we go. Watch how he’s moving. He’s so excited to be fucked. here’s his Imdiko, fondling his soft balls, licking his shaft with our Dramok. Look how hard he is. Listen to how good we’re making him feel.”
Gabriel’s groans and gasps were the soundtrack to rising passion. His entire groin throbbed, ecstasy building quickly. He fought the restraints, finding no give. No escape. No hope of hiding how his cock jerked, how the roiling tide within sent pre-cum beading from his slit, or his shouts of rapture when the men claimed those drops with mind-stealing licks on his flushed crown.
No need to hide any of it.
The recorders’ unblinking gazes captured how they drove him towards ecstasy. Being so vulnerable, having his undisguised desire taped, added to the excitement. His arousal was as complete as if he’d been filled with Kalquorian venom.
I’m free.
“It’s time for the harness, because as much as I love fucking this ass, our deserving viewers need to see more of this beautiful boy enjoying his clan. Give me a moment to strap this on so the dildo stays in place. Then we’ll move on to the next round of fun. Thanks for your patience.”
Kisk fastened the thin black straps with their metal buckles around Gabriel’s hips and thighs, securing the vibrating toy in his ass so it continued to torment him without the worry of it slipping out. With the harness in place, Gabriel’s clanmates flipped him over and set him on his hands and knees. He shuddered, anxious with anticipation about what they’d do to him next. What he could show the universe he enjoyed them doing.
Kisk resumed his commentary as Takat knelt before the gasping Gabriel. “Now our human is ready for more fun. He loves his Imdiko’s cocks and is excited to demonstrate how well he takes care of those big shafts. Show them how it’s done, my beauty.”
The spicy scent of Takat’s arousal and Baknu’s massaging of his sex and scrotum was more than enough incentive for Gabriel to obey. With a moan, he kissed the smaller cock waving before his face, kissed it with an open mouth and darting tongue, tasting the other man. It slipped away and the larger of the pair was offered in its place. Gabriel kissed that too, sucking on the weeping tip. Takat’s flavor enhanced his own pleasure, increased the demanding throb in his groin.
“Such a talented Earther.” Kisk was breathy. “He’s learned a lot about using those lips to advantage.”
Gabriel mouthed each cock as Takat directed, licking and sucking the veined lengths in a fog of arousal. The vibrator hummed against his cumspot, and Baknu slowly masturbated him, keeping him at a level of bliss that he wished would never end. He was dimly aware of the recorder inches from his face. It chronicled him eagerly fellating Takat. He was just conscious enough of its presence to add to the thrill.
“Now this gorgeous Earther is going to swallow what he’s given.” The Imdiko’s voice was rough with hunger. He held his primary out of the way as he slid the smaller shaft down Gabriel’s throat.
Heat seized Gabriel’s groin as Takat took his pleasure, stroking in and out shallowly, thrusting deep every now and again, and groaning when the young man gagged. His hand on the back of Gabriel’s head held him in place. He interspersed Kisk’s continuing commentary with the occasional “Fuck” and “Oh yeah.”
“Look at this boy suck that sweetness. Look at him get his mouth fucked with Kalquorian cock. Listen to him choke on it. Notice how hard he is while it’s happening. He loves it. Oh, watch this. He’ll take that massive primary next. Stretch those lips around that monster, boy. Swallow it. That’s it. That’s what you love.”
Gabriel did love it, especially watching Takat’s face work as he fed him his shaft. Feeling the rapid pulse of the man’s vein against his tongue as it slid deep, as it filled his throat, as he strained to accept the thick cock.
“Feed our hungry little Earther, my Imdiko. He wants it all.”
Takat’s grunts were coming quicker, signaling he was approaching his end. That he’d soon empty his passion into Gabriel’s mouth. Takat’s features were feral with need as he stared down at Gabriel, who sucked and coughed and fought to accept his Imdiko’s demands. Takat thrust deep with greater frequency, insisting Gabriel consume his jerking length more often.
“He’s almost ready to fill our Earther’s belly with his seed. He’s close. Let us see it, my Imdiko. We want to watch you give him a mouthful of cum.”
Takat pulled out until only the tip remained against Gabriel’s tongue, his fingers tangled in the young man’s hair to keep him from recapturing the jerking cock. His fist whipped over his shaft as a guttural cry sprang free. Gabriel opened wide to catch the coming passion, his tongue swirling over the end of Takat’s cock, coaxing it. Showing them all his eager participation.
A flood of sweet spiciness jetted over his tongue, down his throat. He watched as bliss overcame the Imdiko’s face. He’d done that. He’d provided one of the men he loved that moment of perfect release.
