The Gym
Dan had had a long day observing Cetian operations—he was supposed to be learning what it was that made Cetians such effective warriors. But all Dan had so far seen was pretty standard military ops. If there was a secret sauce so to speak to their training, he hadn’t really seen it yet. Well, except maybe for his experience last night…He had purposefully designed his schedule such that he could hit up the station gym when Bark said he was going to be “training”.
Dan finally found the gym after a half hour of wandering around the station asking for directions—Cetians were responsive if not non-emotive when asked for help. Dan entered the clean, dimly lit locker room entrance for the gym with some trepidation—not knowing what to expect. The room was large and simple, with cubbies and Cetian marines in various states of dress and undress—the only exit from the locker room was to a shower. Dan recognized a younger marine he had been observing earlier in the day—an olive-skinned soldier probably in his mid-20’s with curly black hair, in the process of undressing.
Dan saddled up to him: “Hello soldier.”
The soldier acknowledged him without smiling—smiling was not evidently not common here, though folks weren’t necessarily unfriendly.
“You’re the visitor from Earth, right?” He had an accent Dan guessed was Portuguese—he must have been from Earth too.
“Yessir. I’m guessing you’re from there too—Brazil?”
The soldier nodded and Dan could see him remembering his home land, perhaps wistfully.
“Do you miss it?” Dan asked, as he quickly took off his shirt, revealing his impressive bulk and washboard abs, lightly dusted with brown fur. He noted to soldier looking at his physique.
“No,” he said flatly. “I have everything I need right here.” With that the soldier took off his briefs, revealing a thick long hooded cock with an enormous bulging vein running from tip to base. He shook his cock while eye-locked with Dan, airing out the meaty appendage and then cocked his head expressively.
“Fuck man.” Dan said.
The Brazilian cocked his eyebrow, then turned to walk to the showers, revealing an impressive giggling bubble butt.
Dan wasn’t exactly sure how this gym worked—he didn’t see any other exit accept the showers, so he followed the soldier into the communal shower, and took a pole opposite the soldier, watching him efficiently rinse, lather (he tugged his horse cock for a good 30 seconds, making eye contact with Dan) and then rinse. The soldier locked eyes again before walking to the opposite end of the shower through an arch. Dan followed.
The arch led to a corridor that was lit by candles. There was a toweling off station. Dan followed the soldiers moves, drying off his body, and then like the soldier tossed the towel into a bin and continued walking down the corridor, completely naked.
Dan and the solider entered the gym, which can only be described as a catacomb. The hallways was dark—the ceiling arched and low and comprised as the same black tile as the floor. The hallway was lit by candles in alcoves. Dan was confused—where was the gym?
As they walked, they began to pass by a series of rooms accessed through the dim hallways. One contained simple benches with weights—several marines were lifting iron, all naked. The next contained a small water feature and seemed to be a meditation or rest chamber—several marines lay on the black tile, their heads resting on simple wooden blocks. Again, all were naked. And several had erections and were slowing fondling themselves.
As he explored this admittedly unconventional gym, Dan became conscious of his thick swinging meat—it was beginning to get aroused. Dan looked lustfully at the perfect ass of the Brazilian solider in front of him, as it bounced as they walked. They passed several soldiers in the hallway—all naked. Dan could tell that several of them were eyeing his cock—it was probably the biggest on the whole station. Dan was beginning to get even harder, but he was also really disoriented and lost. He was about to ask the Brazilian where he was going, but then the Brazilian silently turned and walked into a room—this one had a taller ceiling than the others, and several Cetian marines were scaling up a wall naked, hanging from simple wooden holds nailed into the wall. Rock-climbing naked on a space station? No thank you, thought Dan.
Dan kept wandering through the maze, casually stroking himself off as he did. He noticed that as he got deeper into the gym labrynth the rooms started to get more and more sexual, and by an by he started to hear cheek clapping and moaning from the rooms head of him. His hard-on was raging and swollen, but he wanted to get a pump on before busting his load in some Cetian man pussy. So he stopped at a room that had a bench press set and then started loading up his bar. By coincidence, the Brazillian past by the arch for the room, his cock semi and looking engorged. He stopped at the arch and looked at Dan and then grabbed his meat and giggled it.
Dan smiled. “Done with your climb?”
“Yes. Do you need a spotter?”
Dan appreciated the offer, genuinely. “Why sure soldier, thank you.”
The Brazilian muscle God walked over to Dan, his fat cock with the impressive bulging vein swaying as he walked over. He walked behind Dan and stepped above his face to help him unrack. His weighty, low-hanging testicles actually brushed his face as he got his assist to lift up.
Dan did a couple sets, each with increasing wait—and each time the soldier’s massive balls rest on his face, momentarily. In his last set, Dan pushed to muscle fatigue and he couldn’t push the barbell off his chest. The Brazillian had to re-rack the weight, in doing so, and as Dan gasped in fatigue, the Brazilian’s fat testicle grazed his open mouth and then descended into his mouth. Dan looked up surprisingly. The Brazilian shoulder was stroking his now fully aroused cock—inches above his face. The Brazilian crouched lower and Dan took the whole massive, sweet tasing testicle into his mouth. Instictively, even though he had never sucked balls before, Dan opened his mouth further and began tongue massaging the weighty testicle. The Brazilian moaned and then stood up, turned around and straddled Dan’s face.
Dan looked very surprised. He had fucked man hole sure, gotten blown, and heck last night even for the first time had kissed a man. But he wasn’t a cock sucker.
Too late. As Dan’s was thinking he wasn’t a cocksucker, he realized that the Brazilian’s meaty schlong—with its prodigious hood of pink foreskin—was already pushing into Dan’s watery mouth. To his surprise, he liked how it tasted—it tasted like sex, muscle and power. The thick foreskin was juicy with delicious precum. The Brazilian pushed his dick to the back of Dan’s throat—it was only about a third of the way in, and Dan gagged.
The Brazilian fucked Dan’s mouth for a few thrusts, those huge meaty balls slappy Dan’s chin. Then he pushed as far back to Dan’s throat as he could—by now Dan was gagging less—but he still could only get about half of it down Dan’s throat. So the solider reached down to Dan’s head and carefully tilted his head back, better aligning Dan’s throat to the marine’s thick brown shaft. Dan gurgled and then the Brazilian’s shaft pushed through all the way down Dan’s gullet. The Brazilian’s huge testicles were smashed next to Dan’s chin and his throat had swollen to take the cock. Dan was in shock—from never sucking a dick to getting skull fucked. But the sensation was insane. He couldn’t breath at all, which added to the intensity. He thought he might cum himself, but before he could focus on what was going on with his own rock hard cock, the Brazilian pulled out—allowing Dan to gasp for air—but then began roughly skull fucking Dan. Just as Dan thought he was going to pass out—or his throat was going to burst open—he felt the Brazilian’s cock swell and he felt an enormous load shoot directly down his throat. The Brazilian forced the meaty cock all the way down his throat and rested their as he drained his load into his throat. Dan felt himself passing out and tapped the Brazilian furiously. The Brazilian pulled out and allowed Dan to gasp for air. Strands of semen still connected his open mouth to the still hard trouser snake just above his face. Dan’s throat burned from the Brazilian’s hot acidic cum. The Brazilian carefully squeezed his still huge cock from base to tip to squeeze out the remaining cum – which he then flicked directly into Dan’s eye.
“Welcome to Tau Ceti,” The Brazilian smirked and then walked off.
Dan was dumbfounded. He came here to breed the soldier he had fucked last night, but ended up sucking dick—getting facefucked no less—for the first time. He shook his head and laughed and rubbed the burning cum out of his eye—first time for everything.
But what to do with this rock-hard cock? He thought. He set out with renewed fervor to find Brock, the soldier from last night. And it didn’t take long—he just had to follow the sounds of clapping cheeks, which eventually brought him to an arch that entered into a cathedral-like room with vaulted ceilings and candles all over the ground. The room was different from any other in the maze—it felt sacred. And upon entering the sacred room, Dan was hit with the smell of cum. There Bark was, the soldier from last night, bound and bent over a Charlie horse and an enormous, muscular black soldier was pummeling him from behind—Bark’s muscled thighs were dripped with loads of previous soldiers. Watching were several Cetian soldiers patiently waiting their turn.
A thick ring of foamy cum was collected at the base of the top’s girthy cock. His cock made sloppy penetrating noises with each thrust—you could hear the many loads deep inside the bottom’s. The pace of the top’s thrusting quickened. The bottom kept his steely, determined face as the top howled and punched the bottom’s muscular ass as he violently came inside him. The top pulled out, exposing a perfect pink gaped hole leaking goopy cum—he walked to the ass-up bottom’s face and the bottom eagerly swallowed up the massive cock, cleaning it, including lapping up all the foamed other guy’s semen from his balls and stomach.
The top departed, and the cumdump turned around to see who was next. Dan thought he could make out the tiniest of smiles when the bottom recognized him waiting in line. The next guy up was a younger marine – probably 19 or 20 – with a rock hard cut 7 inch cock. He jackhammered a quick load into the bottom, then walked around to get his still rock hard cock cleaned. There were three guys in front of Dan, all muscled and hard, but they want pretty quick, so that in only five or so minutes, it was Dan’s turn. As he walked up to the bottom the hole quivered and winked—he had just been fucked by an Arab guy with balls the size of tennis balls. Watching all those guys cum in his favorite bottom on the station had gotten Dan really randy.
“I wanna fuck that gape man.” Dan commanded.
The bottom compiled and pushed out, exposing a perfect rose bud gape and in the process loudly farting a stream of cum out. Dan instinctively reached out and cupped his hands. He got an entire two hands worth of cum and it was only a fraction of what had cum out. He walked around to the bottom’s front and offered the cum for him to drink. The bottom nodded and dutifully swallowed the cum, his Adam’s apple bobbing with each gulp underneath his square jaw. Dan returned to the bottom’s rear and his hole was still gaped open, the perfect wet pink open hole offered up for Dan’s taking. Dan pushed all of his fat rock hard member in, in one aggressive motion and began jack hammering the marine mercilessly. Dan had never felt a pussy this wet – there was so much DNA lubing his cock, and the hole was making incredibly sloppy farting noises as it penetrated.
Dan’s fat cock—the biggest in a station of huge cocks—was having an effect on Bark. He started to moan in a low-guttural howl in a way he hadn’t with the previous tops. And his asshole opened and protruded even more, inches away from his body, gripping Dan’s massive cock with increasing quivering intensity. Dan thought he was going to last longer but he couldn’t not cum. He screamed and let loose and cum shot out of either side of his fat cock. Dan sighed heavily in shock, his cock still in Bark.
A figure he hadn’t noticed came up to Bark—he was cloaked and had serious grey eyes and a square jaw.
“Very impressive visitor. We need to speak. Your assets have not gone, unnoticed in the station.” The man squeezed Dan’s girthy still rock-hard cock, still inside bark. “Come to the chapel tomorrow at 7. You are to be inducted into a very special order.”
