Tepin's Muse: Gay Edition

Tepin's spine arched, Theesah blinking at him as she felt his emission splash against her tongue, pressing it against his belly as a blend of his cloudy fluid and her viscous drool coated his own scales. His hemipenis throbbed and twitched with every wave of his climax, his muscles tensing, his legs trembling as he bit his lip to stifle a wail that might alert the other Krell.

He felt so...hot, like his body was burning up, radiating outwards from his loins as he rode out his orgasm. His muscles ached as they contracted, forcing more of his seed from his heaving body, filling the space between her wet muscle and his flat stomach. As the intensity began to subside, he sank back into the paunch of her tail, softer than any bed that he had slept in. Her scales were so smooth, it made him feel like he was leaning against a giant, silk body pillow.

Theesah drew back, Tepin shivering as the sensation of her tongue dragging across his swollen loins provoked another stab of harsh pleasure, tearing through his afterglow like a hot knife. His eyes tracked the mess that they had made together, a sagging web of their blended fluids drooping from her tongue, the azure organ sliding back into her mouth. There was a pool of it on his stomach, Tepin running a claw through the syrupy concoction, his heart pounding in his ears.

He didn't know what to say, and so he just lay there, shivering. Theesah drew closer again, nuzzling his cheek with her snout, the tip of her tongue emerging to lick his face affectionately. Almost reflexively, he reached up with trembling hands, stroking the skin beneath her jaw in the way that he knew she enjoyed.

"Is this...all part of the ritual?" he murmured, "or are you doing this for me?"

She warbled softly, and although he couldn't understand her alien vocalizations, the context was clear enough. This was no longer part of the initiation, Theesah was simply obeying her whims.

Tepin felt the floor vibrate beneath him as she rose to her feet, her long tail still cradling him as she took a step forward, then a second. The Krell crouched over him, her titanic thighs to either side of him, her chubby underside looming over his head like a scaly sky. She was large enough to block out the entire room. As she brought herself down within reach of his short arms, he realized what she expected of him.

Between her legs had appeared a slit. It was surrounded by thick, puffy lips that had become swollen with arousal, invisible under normal circumstances. Their swelling had exposed a thin sliver of blue flesh, no doubt her alien vulva.

As Tepin watched, a blue bulge began to part the lips, spreading them wider and wider. His breath caught in his throat as a cock that must have been over a foot long flopped down onto his chest, its weight almost enough to wind him, the flaccid shaft growing steadily firmer as it engorged. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, his feathers erupting in a display of pink and purple, his wide eyes playing across its length.

It was nearly as long as his arm, the fat, shovel-shaped glans bigger than his clenched fist. The smooth shaft was devoid of any veins or imperfections, so girthy that he might not have been able to get both hands around it, its tip already dribbling a strand of anticipation onto his scales. It was wet with something, making it slippery to the touch, the azure flesh catching what light Theesah's massive body didn't blot out. The monstrous organ throbbed, beating like a heart as it lay across his flat chest, growing warmer as it swelled with blood. That wasn't a vulva, it was a genital slit. Theesah wasn't female at all! In his appreciation of what to the Valbara'nay were feminine traits, Tepin had let his desire cloud his judgment, he had let himself be led around by the prong. How could he have failed to see this possibility coming? Of course aliens wouldn't conform to Valbara'nay standards of beauty and gender, what an idiot he had been.

Tepin had no idea what to do now, watching with a blend of awe and horror as the rubbery organ became harder, the Krell brushing its surface against his cheek and leaving a smear of fluid. What the hell was he supposed to say now? How was he supposed to tell Theesah that he had never thought to confirm his gender? That he wanted to stop their encounter in its tracks after having been more than willing up to this point, all while a mixture of his own semen and Theesah's drool was congealing on his belly?

He felt dizzy, his head was spinning, Theesah peering down at him expectantly. Of course, Theesah had just...serviced Tepin, and now he expected the same in return. The bewildered Valbara'nay opened his mouth, but the words didn't come, his racing heart hammering in his chest as he glanced up into his waiting partner's amber eyes.

Even if the Krell was male, he was still so...alluring. Nothing about his build had changed, he still looked like a classical painting of a Valbara'nay war deity come to life, the body that Tepin was now so intimately familiar with a playground of taut muscle and smooth scales. The tender moments that had led up to this point had not changed either. Theesah was still the same gentle, affectionate creature who he had enjoyed Sushi with, who had made him the beautiful necklace that was now nestled safely atop his discarded tunic.

Tepin realized that he was still everted, his own member throbbing as the alien's bulbous glans bumped against his face, butterflies swarming in his belly. His mouth was dry, his chest heaving, his arousal returning even stronger than before. Surely he was just confused, that must be it. How could he not be conflicted after such a doting, mind-melting blowjob? He just had to let himself calm down, that was the solution. Once his eversion went away, and he recovered his faculties, he would question how he had ever...how he had ever...

He reached up and ran his fingers along Theesah's shaft, the flesh smooth and rubbery, the organ flexing at his touch as the alien loosed a rumbling purr. It was more flexible than he had assumed, so incredibly smooth, wet to the touch. The Krell's underside had been the same temperature as the room around them, confirming Tepin's suspicion that the aliens were cold-blooded, but his erection was radiating heat. His powerful heart made it jump and twitch with every pulse of warm blood that rushed through it.

If he didn't voice his objections right now, then it would be too late. Tepin's eyes tracked a strand of clear fluid that drooped from the alien's fat glans, falling to his scales, his resolve crumbling. He wasn't sure what he was doing, what he hoped to achieve, but his lips pressed against Theesah's smooth flesh all the same.

The Krell rumbled affectionately as Tepin's tongue darted out to taste him, the alien's weighty member pulsing in his hands, every throb of blood that was forced through it making it visibly swell. He tasted like a kiss, neutral, the Krell purring as the eager Valbara'nay began his ardent licking. Pleasing him was at the forefront of Tepin's mind. He was so overcome with desire, so lost in the haze of his afterglow, he felt like he was worshiping at the altar of some ancient Valbara'nay deity.

He licked and kissed, crawling his lips across the shovel-shaped glans, painting it with his saliva. His heart seemed to skip with every doting flurry, his feathers extending in a display of lurid pink as he mouthed, the Krell's musky scent filling his nose. Theesah seemed to enjoy it, his yellow eyes watching covetously from high above, a strand of saliva drooping from his jaws. His blue flesh was slick with something, making it slippery, Tepin beginning to run his hands along its length as he doted on the flared tip. It was so hot, beating like a second heart, flexing enough that it bounced against Tepin's chest. There was probably as much muscle in Theesah's shaft as most females had in their tails. If he were to wrap his arms around it, it could probably have lifted him from the floor.

Theesah's pre oozed from his glans as Tepin explored it with his tongue, the Krell warbling appreciatively with each stroke of his fingers, each sucking kiss. Tepin wanted desperately to take it into his mouth, to feel it pulse against the back of his throat, but it would have been akin to swallowing his own fist. There was no hope. The titanic creature curled his tail, lifting his tiny partner a little closer, Tepin losing himself in his devoted licking. This couldn't be enough for the alien, he needed more...

An idea suddenly occurred to him. He brought his feather sheaths to bear, the two muscular appendages unwinding from his forearms, snaking their way around Theesah's shaft. They were prehensile, tapered structures that could be used like tentacles to grip objects when they weren't displaying his plumes, each one about the length of his arm.

The Krell lurched as he felt them tighten around him, surprised by the unusual sensation, but he made no indication that he wanted Tepin to stop. The Valbara'nay began to squeeze the muscular appendages, sliding them up and down the alien's length, the fluid that covered it making it slick. He ran his fingers across the Krell's glans all the while, cradling it in his soft palms as he nursed at the tip.

Theesah's scaly eyelids began to droop, a low, resonating rumble of pleasure making Tepin's very bones vibrate. He felt like a tuning fork, the subsonic frequencies tickling his innards in a way that was oddly enjoyable, like a vibrating massage. For all Theesah's immense strength, despite his mammoth size, Tepin could still make him shiver with a well-placed lick. There was something wonderful about that.

As he spiraled his sheaths around Theesah's shaft, the Krell loosed an appreciative rumble, perhaps his people's equivalent of a comely moan. The creature began to thrust subtly, as though he couldn't help himself, the rubbery head of his cock bumping against Tepin's snout as he rocked slowly back and forth. The blue flesh was smooth and slippery, Tepin drawing shapes on its tender surface, his flurries of licks making Theesah's thighs shake. There was so much fluid already, strands of it drooling from his azure glans to drip down the smooth scales of Tepin's torso, mingling with the cloudy fluid that still pooled on his belly. The muscles in his sheaths were already starting to tire, he wasn't used to using them this way.

The Krell's thrusting grew more aggressive, his swollen member bumping against Tepin's face, pressing him deeper into the fat of his tail. Tepin could feel his partner's organ throbbing as he coiled his tendrils around it, it was pulsing against the flat of his tongue, Theesah's breathing becoming ragged as his barrel chest rose and fell.

Just as his thrusting was starting to become bothersome, the Krell stopped abruptly, Tepin's eyes widening as he felt the alien organ surge between his sheaths. It jumped in his hands, a torrent of warm, gelatinous fluid shooting into his open mouth. It filled his cheeks, forcing its way into his throat, Tepin turning his head away as a second spurt splashed against his face. He moved the salty come around with his tongue, it was so much thicker than his own watery ejaculate, viscous and slimy.

Theesah's seed was so potent, his lover's taste and smell coating his carefully-tended scales in a slippery sheen, erupting forth in quantities that seemed impossible. This monstrous organ was evolved for a singular purpose, to impregnate female Krell that were many times Tepin's size. Its copious emissions were intended to fill a mate to capacity, clinging to their insides and clumping up to ensure successful insemination. It was designed for breeding.

There was little choice but to swallow, a mouthful of the stuff sliding slowly down Tepin's throat, his loins aching as he felt the warm clump go all the way down. He held onto Theesah's member as the Krell's orgasm rocked him, trying to angle it away as wads of sticky, creamy emission clung to his scales like glue. Another heavy rope of it landed on his neck, thick globs of the pearly fluid sloughing down his chest, a third draping itself over his snout in an unbroken strand as another wave of ecstasy rippled through his lover.

Eventually, the spasms began to abate, Theesah rumbling his satisfaction as his member seemed to deflate in Tepin's arms. The organ drooped across his chest as it slowly receded, Tepin withdrawing his feather sheaths.

His entire torso was now coated in the Krell's fluids, Tepin wiping away a gelatinous strand that was dangling obscenely from his snout with the back of his hand. He ran his fingers through it, watching as it clung to his claws in a sagging web, its taste still lingering on his tongue.

There was movement above, Tepin looking up to see Theesah's long snout coming towards him. The Krell had bent almost double to reach his tiny frame, his warm breath ruffling Tepin's feathers as he drew near, his long tongue emerging to slap wetly against his neck. The blue organ dragged across the shivering Valbara'nay's scales, warm and damp, the sensation making him squirm. He must be tasting his own ejaculate, but it didn't seem to bother him.

Theesah probed for his lips, Tepin opening them willingly, his heart fluttering as his partner pushed past them. He was growing to like this practice, kissing, his back arching as the slippery organ stroked the roof of his mouth. A vaguely metallic taste filled Tepin's head, joined by the lingering saltiness of Theesah's fluids, his wet leather scent invading his snout. The alien was intoxicating, overpowering, his mind fogging as the bliss of their union began to overpower his higher faculties.

There was no chance of Tepin meeting his embrace, it was all that he could do to crudely lick at the underside of Theesah's powerful tongue. The Krell bulged his cheeks, glancing the back of his throat, his fat coils roiling in Tepin's head. He gave the twitching Valbara'nay enough room to breathe, leaving him gasping, both for air and because of the surging arousal that was setting his nerves aflame. Tepin had never felt like this before, so completely overcome, not even while sharing a bedchamber with a whole flock of females who were all vying for his attention.

Theesah finally pulled away, his long tongue sliding past his trembling lover's lips, leaving him shivering as he leaned back against the cushion of his tail.

Tepin's head spun as he considered what he had just done, he felt dizzy. Had he really gulped down mouthfuls of the alien's come? He was covered in it, there were strands of it painting his still erect feathers, his eversion drooling a steady stream of his excitement. Female Valbara'nay often expected males to be flexible in their sexuality, it was a common fantasy for them, but he had never gone further than dancing with another male to garner a flock's attention before now. Theesah seemed satisfied, at least. Perhaps now, he could-

Before he even had a chance to protest, he felt Theesah's hands closing around his torso, lifting him off the deck. The alien moved him over to a nearby recess, dropping him inside, Tepin's feathers flashing yellow as he bounced on the soft lining of cushions. The ones on his arms sprayed droplets of the Krell's ropy ejaculate as they extended, Tepin grimacing as his carefully tended plumage was soaked.

The bowl-shaped bed was huge by Valbara'nay standards, it was like an impact crater, deep enough that he would have needed to leap to reach the lip. Theesah's shadow loomed over him once again as the Krell stepped down into the recess, the pillows sagging under his immense weight, the displacement bouncing Tepin's light frame around.

He crouched low, gripping the rim of the bed with his hands, his tail flopping down heavily onto the cushions behind him. A warm glob of the Krell's saliva rained to Tepin's belly, his yellow eyes watching the little reptile hungrily. Tepin was was so hard that he was sore, the channels that were carved into the exterior of his twin shafts leaking cloudy excitement, his prong-shaped member standing erect as he gazed up at his partner's muscular figure.

"I-If you've had your fill, w-we can stop," he stammered in a half-hearted attempt to dissuade the drooling alien. "Really, you don't have to do anything more for me, I'm satisf-"

Theesah reached down and flipped the Valbara'nay over onto his belly, Tepin's feathers erupting in a display of embarrassed purple as the Krell gripped his tail and crudely lifted it. Raising one's tail in such a manner was a vulgar act in Valbara'nay culture, a crude invitation to engage in sordid behavior, while forcibly raising another's tail was obscene and disrespectful. It was tantamount to tearing off their clothes. Theesah didn't know that, the alien meant no offense, but it still made Tepin flush with guilty arousal. He was face-down in the pillows, his tail up, like some kind of filthy lounge whore who couldn't handle their drink.

A pang of fear made his stomach churn as he considered that Theesah might be preparing to skewer him on that massive organ. Surely the alien knew that doing so would likely land him in the station's infirmary?

"H-Hold on," he stammered as the Krell cast him into shadow, "that's not going to-"

His protest trailed off as Theesah's wet tongue slapped against the base of his tail, Tepin tensing up, his sensitive eversion rubbing against the pillows beneath him. He shivered as he felt the organ slide down between his cheeks, the Krell gripping them in his hands, testing their firmness as he parted them. Tepin's tail flopped down onto the alien's scaly snout as the winding organ pressed against his bud, his feathers erupting in confused patterns, his leaking excitement staining the cushions below.

Theesah circled his opening with the tip of his tongue, his saliva dripping down Tepin's inner thighs, a spark of pleasure tearing through the confused Valbara'nay. It felt...good, hot and wet, the surface of his partner's tongue like damp silk. His eyelids drooped, his colorful plumage fluttering as he sank into the pillows, raising his rear reflexively as he buried his face in the soft fabric. Strands of clear fluid leaked from his twin glans as the alien lapped, dragging the flat of his tongue between his cheeks and up the sensitive underside of his tail. He hid his face in a blend of shame and seething arousal, the alien licking the sensitive, smooth scales of his pale underside. The base of his tail was an erogenous zone, one that had never been stimulated in this way before. Females sometimes gave it a squeeze as one might grab a thigh or a rump, but he had never had someone drag their slimy tongue across it like this, his back arching upwards in an involuntary invitation.

What if someone walked in on them and saw Tepin with his feathers flushed pink, his ass in the air, his tail lifted? Somehow, the idea of being exposed this way, with only the rim of the bed obscuring him from the view of any passers-by made his heart race even more.

Just when Tepin was starting to get used to the odd sensation, letting himself relax a little, the Krell pushed the tip of his tongue inside him. Tepin lurched, Theesah's hold on his soft cheeks preventing him from pulling away, his feathers going haywire as he felt the slimy organ probe him.

Theesah stirred it around, making slow circles, Tepin biting his lip to stifle a moan as it scoured nerves that had never been touched in that way before. Even the tapered tip was splitting him apart, it might not be as large as the Krell's member, but it was still thick and muscular by his standards. It became a little painful as it slowly pushed deeper, but that soon faded, the ache taking on a sweet and satisfying quality that made his toes curl.