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AU - Go See The Captain 2
🕑 Added 2024-08-16 01:25:37 +0000 UTCSince this is the last time I'll have to do something silly for myself (Game Jam this weekend!) I figured I'd add a little more onto this story just to see where it went.
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“So you saw the captain like I told you, right?”
Junior Officer Oskorth sat directly across the table of the cafe. Yumui hadn’t said much about his encounter with the captain—or that he was due to be called on again at his leisure—but it had to have been quite apparent. After all, he had enough credits to visit a cafe again. Also, when the question was posed, he blushed so hard his ears looked like they’ve been dipped in wine.
Oskorth grinned, sipping his soda water. “How’d you find him?”
“He’s… a little overwhelming,” Yumui said.
“Mmm, I suppose you could say that.”
Yumui didn’t know what else to say. The tenor of the officers had changed—or maybe Yumui was seeing it for what it was for the first time. Every time he entered a room on duty, he couldn’t help but get a full breath of the masculine scent everywhere, so strong he could taste it. He could taste it off Oskorth. And Oskorth was… well, he was much thicker than Yumui, heavier, but most of it was muscle underneath. A dark spot over his right eye… Yumui had always thought it was rather cute… and of course he had a really plump, warm-looking sheath that the cadet hadn’t really noticed before…
“Oh ancestors…” Yumui muttered. He felt so weak-kneed, so anxious, but his gut told him it wasn’t the negative kind. He could not deny that he was now, somehow, hopelessly attracted to males. But neither did he want to admit it, even though those fantasies had been floating around in his head all week. Maybe it was a phase. Maybe it would pass. But something told Yumui that Ateri had really uncovered a side of him he hadn’t considered before.
“Shh,” Oskorth said, rubbing Yumui’s back. “You feel different now, don’t you?”
Yumui nodded.
“Well… I’m sorry if this is a little presumptuous, but… do you want to go back to my place?”
Yumui suddenly perked his ears. “Uh… you mean like…”
Oskorth smiled. “I could show you some things you might want to practice before the officers take out their rampant hormones on you.”
“Y-you’re gay?” Yumui whispered it. “You have a mate, though!”
“And she’s come to accept it,” Oskorth said, turning out his paws. “I’m not the first geroo to have some flings on the side. I suppose it was a little abrupt for her, that I suddenly started sleeping with males almost every other night…”
“When did this happen?!”
“When I saw the captain,” Oskorth said. “About a year and a half ago now. He paid me to sleep with him. I imagine he made you the same offer.”
Yumui blinked. “And until then…”
“I thought I was largely straight, too.”
“Rrgh—see, this is what I was worried about!” Yumui said. “I’m sure I was attracted to females. I was sure about that. But the captain… ancient gods return, I can’t get him out of my head. His coarse fur… especially on his chest… he’s so strong and I felt safe in his arms, like I was being taken care of. And that scent. It was so heavy and warm and jabbed at my brain like a pick. I’d never taken notice of it before, but I swear he was sweating hormones, and that made me… uh…”
“Desire him,” Oskorth finished.
“Crave him,” Yumui said. “And I haven’t thought about females at all since. It’s making me doubt I ever really liked them the way I wanted Ateri! So you see… there has to be some kinda trick. I was straight and he made me gay.”
“That’s not how it works,” Oskorth sipped his water.
“I know that’s not how it typically works,” Yumui added. “But maybe he’s got some kinda pheromone that—”
“Yu…” Oskorth sighed. “I think you’re trying to rationalize your way out of this. The captain cannot have a one hundred percent success rate. What he’s done is open you up to a new way of feeling and you don’t know how to proceed. You’re infatuated. It’ll start to feel normal after a while.”
“A completely different normal than anything I was used to. I don’t feel like who I used to be, and that scares me a little. I just… I just can’t believe I’m gonna feel like this forever now.”
“Is it an unwelcome feeling?”
“No. Just… alienating.”
Oskorth reached across the table and placed a paw on Yumui’s arm. The cadet’s fur nearly stood on end at the touch, a rush of warm feelings overtaking him for the JO. He’d always had feeling for his friend—but never this elating. He was suddenly overcome with the epiphany that yes, he loved his friend far, far more than he’d been admitting to—and more than that, he always had.
“It doesn’t have to be,” Oskorth said.
Yumui looked up into Oskorth’s eyes, and for a second, his heart skipped.
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Yumui was heaving and panting hard, legs in the air as Oskorth was penetrating his tailhole. He was on his back this time, his erection sticking rigidly in the air and bouncing just a little with each thrust. Oskorth’s strong arms hooked under his legs, though Yumui was leaning on his own tail for balance as well as he could on the small bed. He wanted badly to kiss and nuzzle his friend’s scruffy face and tell him just how much he adored him all the more now that their relationship had escalated, but he could barely do a thing but stare at the ceiling with wide eyes. It took all of his focus just to remember to breathe.
The action was a little easier this time—he’d started playing with his tailhole the moment he’d gotten back home from Ateri’s place—but the elation from rapid, pounding sensation had not subsided at all. Somewhere inside, Yumui still feared that this would never go away, that he’d be so insatiably attracted to his fellow officers he’d never be able to get any work done. Maybe that had already happened; maybe the command structure of the ship was already falling apart due to orgy abuse. He didn’t care. He wanted his best friend’s cock buried inside of him tonight, and every single time they got together from then on.
It was not much easier to refrain from touching the base of his knot, however. The strain was horribly overpowering, especially since Oskorth was dragging out the sex for as long as possible, just like Ateri had been. Had all the officers learned it from him? He so badly needed that release, his heart felt like he was going to die from surge after surge of adrenaline. But he also wanted it to last as long as they could go. He didn’t want any part of this to end. He didn’t want—
The bedroom door opened. Oskorth’s mate Runda stepped inside.
“Ancestors!” Yumui yelped, and reflexively pulled his legs back and nearly kicked Oskorth off the bed. His friend’s dick exited his tailhole with an almost amusing pop and trail of lube and pre. “This isn’t what it looks like!”
“Oh!” Runda said, suddenly grinning and putting on an exaggerated lilt, “Because it looks like you two are having a tea party in here! Why in the galaxy would I think you were up to anything untoward?”
Oskorth laughed. Yumui blinked several times, taking several long moments for his sex-addled brain to put two and two together.
“You bastard!” He kicked Oskorth a few times for good measure, “You didn’t tell me she was that okay with it!”
As Oskorth deflected the paw assault on his person, his mate brought in some water for the two of them, which they both chugged down gratefully. Yumui leaned back onto the pillows to catch his breath for a moment. His erection absolutely refused to subside, he was so pumped up with the feel-good juices of feeling so loved by his friend. But it was awkward, nevertheless, to have her standing there and nuzzling her mate so casually.
“So you’re really okay with this?” Yumui asked.
“Well there’s no real reason to be jealous,” Runda said. “He’s very transparent about it. And to be honest, it’s made him a sweeter geroo in the process… hard to argue with the results.”
“Ah dear…” Oskorth scritched his mate’s chin. “You’ve always been very sweet. I’m just… more affectionate, I suppose.”
“Well, keep it up, I never want you to be anything else.”
They nuzzled and kissed several more times before Runda excused herself, closing the door behind them.
Yumui looked up at his friend—a feeling of elation overtaking him just from looking at his extremely handsome face—but it didn’t quite suppress the question on his lips.
“…you’re still attracted to her?”
“Uh, of course I am…” Oksorth said, taking a second swig of his water. The salt of his sweat made him smell so good.
“You’ve had sex with her recently?”
“Yes. Most nights.”
“How often compared to males you bring home?”
“Yu, you’re overthinking this again…”
As neither of their erections had subsided even a millimeter, Yumui’s was still sticking up like a pole. Oskorth took a moment to wash his dick with a rather soapy washcloth that smelled like some kind of gentle detergent, not that it was at all messy with anything besides lubricant.
“I’m just… with how intoxicated I’ve felt around you, I don’t know how I could possibly be attracted to a female again,” Yumui said. “None of them have even come close.”
“Maybe you won’t be,” Oskorth shrugged. “It is possible that you are just gay.”
“But… what kind of future is that?”
“One where I get to do this to you.”
Oskorth lowered his head onto Yumui’s cock, and Yumui at once gasped, clutching hard at the sheets. His friend’s tongue was rather rough, but it was such a delicious roughness, hot and wet and coating the entire thing at once. Yumui shivered, a little whine escaping his lips. “Os…”
But Oskorth didn’t stop despite the vaguely-worded protest. He expertly positioned himself to bob his head up and down, sharp teeth scraping against sensitive flesh, a rough tongue rolling up the pleasurable nerve endings. Yumui gripped so hard he feared he’d rip the bedsheets. His legs, not sure what to do other than flex as hard as possible, poked up into the air as if they themselves were a proxy for his erection. Unsatisfied that he was flexing enough, his toes also splayed and unsplayed, his ankles turned and twisted. There just seemed to be no way to rid himself of this firey energy.
“Ancestors, Os! Just yank my base already and be done with it!” Yumui practically screamed.
“Uh-uh,” Oskorth said. “I think you might want to try this yourself first…”
Oskorth pulled himself up onto the too-small bed, his own stiff erection now poking Yumui in the nose. He hadn’t actually gotten this personal with another male’s erection before—he hadn’t even gotten this close to his own before. Were they always this big?
But there was that scent underpinning all of it… wafting from the musk gland, from his friend’s scruffy, rather cute testicles…from the sheath, from the penis itself. Yumui took in a big breath of the dark and earthy smell, shuddered, and did his best to slide his entire mouth over the tip.
Oskorth wrapped his arms around Yumui, his own face facing Yumui’s dick, and started sinking it into his mouth. Yumui couldn’t help but whine—it had been so long, he needed release, but he was strangely compelled to slide his teeth and tongue gently over Oskorth’s full and rigid length. He grabbed hold of his friend and sank as deep as he could, his muzzle able to hold the majority of it if he tried very hard.
At first the taste was off-putting, but a few more huffs of the scent, and encouragement from the electrical feelings emanating from his own dick, and he couldn’t think of anything else he wanted to taste. He wanted to become an expert at this at once. He wanted to swallow this thing whole. And he wanted to hold his friend so close, closer than he’d ever thought he’d feel close to anyone at all.
They stayed there for an amount of time Yumui lost track of, so focused on pleasuring the other that Yumui almost forgot about release entirely. But when he came to and realized how utterly exhausted he felt, he knew this needed to end or he’d probably pass out. Sliding his paws up and around Oskorth’s strong hips, and around his testicles, and up his sheath, Yumui pressed his fingers into the base under the knot.
He regretted it soon after, as Oskorth bucked wildly in the state of panic that quickly followed—and before Yumui could adjust to the motion, his mouth was utterly flooded with his friend’s seed. He hadn’t tasted it before, not even in experiments as a young geroo, and so was not expecting the taste, and pulled his mouth off the rigid tool at once. He was rewarded for his quickness by being sprayed in the face with Oskorth’s seed, one messy and productive twitch after another.
And before that even ended, he suddenly felt that touch on the extremely sensitive underside of his own knot, and an overwhelming jolt of panic surged through him—every time it surprised him to the edge of terror! Even when he knew it was coming! But it was such a rush as well.
He pulled back in an attempt to escape. He couldn’t, and the orgasm he’d nearly forgotten about ripped through him like an overloaded power box. Oskorth kept his muzzle firmly locked on Yumui’s cock, however, wrapping his lips tightly around it and guzzling the semen like it was nothing at all to him.
Yumui blinked several times, his head spinning. He’d almost expected, the moment the constant elation subsided, that he was finally going to come to his senses and stop this nonsense about being attracted to scruffy, smelly, muscular, dominating, penetrating males. To his simultaneous disappointment and relief, when Oskorth sat up and pulled Yumui into a tight embrace, he wasn’t. In fact, he buried himself into his friend’s chest, whining and whimpering in glee, and also rubbing the semen off onto the geroo who made it.
“Ancestors…” Yumui almost cried. “I can’t believe I’ve been missing this all this time. I don’t want this to end. I want to love you like this all the time…”
Oskorth kissed Yumui between his ears. “To be honest, I was always kind of hoping that you’d eventually join me. Ever since my own encounter with the captain, I was going crazy any time I encountered your scent…”
“How did you keep it under wraps this whole time?”
Oskorth grinned. “I uh, actually… almost every time we’ve gone out… I excused myself to the bathroom just to rub one out.”
Yumui blushed hard. “Oh… oh wow. You really found me that attractive?”
“You…” Oskorth bumped noses with Yumui, “Are adorable.”
Yumui melted into Oskorth’s arms. He was almost crying at the compliment.
“Also, you need a shower. Did you want to join me for one?”
“Yes. Ancestors, yes.”
Comments
Diego P
You are so incredibly good at erotic writing, it's almost poetry!
Vishki
Oh, there's more! I love everything about this! The questioning, the intensity.. what a ride!
Edolon
Honestly if I was Yumui, I’d ask if Runda wanted to join them, well maybe next time Definitely enjoying this short
Dhaka Yeena
Oh ya more!
