ISS3: Contact 6 (scifi)
by J_Alexander
Knut hit the wall in frustration, and Ethan leaned over him.
“What’s the problem, stud?”
Knut paused, smirked, and then frowned. “There’s this one piece that we definitely need, but it won’t come loose. We’re running out of time.”
“Okay, pause, relax.” Ethan said, kneeling next to him. “Let me rub your shoulders for a bit.”
“You’re not a freaky alien nanite swarm out to drink my cum are you?” Knut joked.
“Nope. I’m authentic human hunk.” Ethan replied.
Knut sat up and allowed Ethan to begin massaging his shoulders. Just the touch of the man’s fingers on his skin was enough to make him catch his breath, and Ethan wasn’t being at all subtle about his attraction anymore.
“Are you sure we should leave?” Knut asked suddenly. Ethan stopped massaging.
“What?”
“Well I’ve been thinking: if you and I take off to another station, they probably won’t let us be together. I like it here. Doc, Eagle, and the Cap, they’d understand.”
“Don’t forget the nanite swarm out to enslave your body.” Ethan murmured, pulling Knut closer to him.
“Well yeah, there’s that, but after this is all over. We can still set off the EMP. Then, no more nanites.”
“Yeah. Then we’ll stay. But before we do that, we gotta get that piece out. Maybe I can get it, what’s it look like?”
As he said this he pushed Knut’s back to the floor, and slid his own form on top of him. They were pressed chest to chest, and Ethan’s hard package rubbed against Knut’s through their pants.
Knut turned his head aside. “It’s a long, hard tube shape. Should be pretty hot. Do you want my gloves?”
Ethan grinned and took Knut’s sweaty gloves, then stuffed them in Knut’s mouth. Reaching down, he grasped the sweaty fabric of Knut’s shirt and lifted it up, over Knut’s head, revealing his chiseled teen torso.
“Ooh, you’ve got some grease on you.” Ethan said, rubbing his hands over Knut’s golden muscles. Knut moaned through the gloves, and his eyes beckoned urgently.
Ethan leaned down, took out the gloves and kissed Knut hard, grinding their bodies together slowly. Knut’s mouth opened and Ethan’s tongue slid into it, lashing against his lover’s.
He broke the kiss and slid lower, tasting the mix of salt and grease on the mechanic’s pecs. He visited each glorious nipple briefly before venturing lower.
He kissed and lapped at each ridge and valley of the abdomen, savoring his sweet time spent worshipping at this god’s body with his mouth.
Deftly, the soldier unbuckled Knut’s pants and pulled them down. Free, Knut’s solid seven inches swung upwards. Ethan’s mouth dove into Knut’s crotch, desperate to taste the heady, musky scent that lingered there.
“I think I found the piece you were looking for.” Ethan smirked, wrapping his large fingers around the beautiful, veiny shaft. “Oooh, it’s definitely warm. Do you want me to just pull on it?”
Ethan saw Knut’s needy eyes, delirious with lust, and began to move his hand up and down slowly, teasing the twink.
“Here, your chest is nice and greasy. Give me a sec, and I’m sure I’ll get it out.”
Ethan stood and stripped off his own shirt. Then he set himself down on top of Knut and kissed him again, making humping motions and rubbing their hot studly chests together. Knut began whimpering.
“There, got myself nice and greased up for you.” Ethan said, sitting up to show off his chest, glistening with oil and grease. “You seem really turned on by this.”
Ethan said, adding a mischievous squeeze of Knut’s dripping cock.
“Here, I’ll make a second attempt at that part you needed.”
Ethan slid once again down Knut’s legs, and began sliding his chest along so that Knut was humping the crease between his huge oily pecs. Along with grease, Knut’s precum began to slick Ethan’s chest.
Meanwhile, Ethan reached under his gigantic sweaty balls and began toying with Knut’s hole, inserting a greased finger and mimicking fucking motions.
“Oh, nnnn, yes, Ethan, oh god, yes, let me cum!”
Ethan looked straight up into Knut’s eyes. “I want you to cum all over me so badly.”
And that did the trick. Knut’s hole clenched and his balls raised up, his cock began to spray hot sticky cum all over Ethan’s greasy chest. A gob of it landed on his face. It was a while before he stopped cumming, and by then, some had dripped onto his own muscles as well. Ethan giggled, standing up.
“God, that was hot. I may not shower just to smell your cum on me.”
Just then Rick ran in and saw Ethan standing above Knut with his pants around his knees. Rick raised something that looked like a remote, aimed it at them and pushed the button.
Nothing happened. Rick sighed in relief.
“Oh, thank god, I thought you might be nanites. The whole station’s crawling with shapechangers. We don’t have much time. I need you two to get on the shuttle ASAP.”
“What is that remote thing?” Knut asked, buttoning his pants.
“It’s a disruptor…thingy. Eagle made it for Doc and I borrowed it. I’ve been running all over trying to keep them busy. They surrounded me once, but one press of this and presto. They go down for about three minutes. Here, you take it. I hear there’s another one in the works. Also, Ethan, you’ve got a bit on your face.”
Ethan wiped it off, and after a moment’s thought, licked it from his hand. He picked up his shirt. “But sir, you’re not going to punish us for…well, you obviously know what’s going on here…”
Rick smirked. “Frankly, I’m surprised it took you two this long to get it on. But you shouldn’t be spending time doing it when we need to evacuate. Also, if you run around with cum on you, you’re likely to attract them faster. But if we survive this, I promise you both a punishment you’ll never forget.”
With a wink, he strode from the room. Stunned, Ethan began to dress again.
“No wait! Let me…” Knut stopped him. He got up and licked his cum off of Ethan’s chest muscles, spending extra time on the nipples.
“They could’ve gotten you if they smelled it,” Knut said, wiping his lips. “Thanks for getting me off, but we’ve gotta go.”
“Not without your piece.” Ethan said, laying down and reaching into the wall. With a grunt and a yank, the piece came free. He stood up smiling.
“Alright, we’re set. Get the supplies and let’s get to the shuttle.”
They grabbed the bag and dashed into the hallway, where they saw two Knuts and a Rick. The nanite swarms looked over them greedily.
“We must consume their Nectar!” one told the others.
Ethan threw up his arm and pressed the button. All three nanite swarms burst apart, falling into piles of silvery dust.
“Not his. His nectar is mine.” Ethan muttered. With a quick kiss, they ran on.
Meanwhile, Rick went into the weapons lab. It was empty. No signs of a struggle.
Confused, he picked up the EMP. Where was Eagle? There was no note, no sign of him anywhere…he went to the computer and pulled up the display of the station.
“Comupter,” he said, “Locate crew member John Edwards.”
“Crew member Edwards departed the station in the escape pod ten minutes ago.”
Rick frowned. That wasn’t like John, leaving in a crisis, especially when the nanites were his invention. The nanites must’ve had something to do with it. But for now, he had to focus on the task at hand. He headed towards the core of the station. He shoved the device into the vent, but before he could climb in himself, someone else entered.
It was Alexander, the doctor.
Rick reached down for the disruptor device, but remembered he’d just given it to Ethan.
“What are you doing here?” the doc-swarm asked.
“Just checking the machines. If the station stopped functioning, then we’d die, and there would be no more Nectar.” Rick said.
“False. There are others of your species. We have learned from your mainframe. We intend to marry them, and consume from them also.”
“Like hell.”
He tried to punch the thing, but conventional fighting didn’t work against the nanites. They could absorb blows like a pillow. Tentacles shot out and gripped his wrists and ankles, spreading his limbs apart. Next the delicate razors sliced away his clothing leaving the muscular Captain naked before the nanites. His legendary nine inch cock swung heavily between his legs.
“We have also discovered that a certain stimulant increases production. You will be our test subject.”
The Doc-swarm moved closer, and Rick could see that he was holding a pneumatic injector.
“What the hell are you going to-”
“It won’t hurt you. It will simply increase your rate of production…exponentially. Which means more Nectar.”
The Doc-swarm gently placed the gun against his leg. Rick could see his powerful muscles straining for release, but to no avail, the swarm’s grip was iron, and with a hiss, the chemical was injected. Rick felt the world going fuzzy, and then black.
When he woke, Rick was on his back, held down by restraints and something was manipulating his cock.
“Welcome back, Rick.” Doc said, casually stroking the Captain’s engorged member.
“You’re not Alexander, why do you look like him?”
“But I am Alexander. The fertility serum was my invention, so that the nanites might be happier. They’re sentient you know. They deserve happiness. OH.”
Doc’s eyes rolled as he orgasmed into a silver blob attached to his cock like a leech.
“Pardon me. Anyway, they needed an adequate test subject. I must say Captain, you are quite the virile man. The average amount of ejaculate is about a tablespoon or 15 milliliters. The nanites inform me that you manage to fill two tablespoons naturally. And Knut, and Ethan…just wait until we have those lusty young lads injected and producing for us. I’m having them ambushed right now. We’ll put out cum by the gallon. We’re going to collect again now that you’ve been injected and see how much you produce.”
As he spoke, the Cap could feel a familiar tingle in his balls, and the massive head of his glorious cock began to leak precum. Smiling, Doc kept stroking away, increasing his pace a bit.
“You’ve turned on us –aaaah!--- and we won’t forget it.” Rick gasped.
Doc frowned and jerked him faster.
“Mmm. Having my hands on such a rigid, large cock gives me such intense pleasure. Especially for such an attractive man as yourself. It’s one of the reasons I became a doctor you know. I like to handle the goods. But alas…”
Alexander let go and a machine came down from the darkness, attaching itself to his member. Soon he was coated in silver and moaning in exquisite pleasure as vibrations ran up and down his long thick shaft.
“I must allow the machine to actually finish you. Only then will we have an accurate measure.”
The nanites brought him to a peak, and his entire body spasmed, his veiny muscles bulging against the restraints as his massive cock fired load after load into the prepared container. The entire orgasm took about thirty seconds.
Doc waited for him to settle before he detached the nanites and measured the container.
“Mmm. Ten times the normal. And it only gets stronger with time. Excellent progress Captain.”
With a smile, the Doc turned and walked out of the light so Rick couldn’t see him. Frustrated by the restraints, Rick laid his head back against the table and closed his eyes.