Earth 2345: Seeded and Sexed -- A Vignette
By D.O.
celliophonic@yahoo.com
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4/24/2010
(Author's note: this story take place in my Earth 2345 universe, but is not
part of the main storyline......)
Talib groaned as the beautiful boy, Appius, slid down his cock, enveloping
Talib's thick hardness in a sheath of hot and wet tightness that he could
scarcely have imagined actually existed. Appius moaned as well, a high-pitched
wail as he looked down into his man's eyes. The eyes of his protector, his
lover. That he was carrying the black gladiator's child in his womb wasn't the
first thing on either of their minds, but it served to heighten the intimacy
nonetheless.
The brawny warrior slowly let his sight focus on the lovely face staring down
at him, a face so full of love and adoration and......lust. At this moment, nothing
else mattered to them but the fusing of their bodies as one. Talib ran his hands
over the pregnant swell of the lad's belly, now six months along. He could
hardly believe that his progeny was growing in there, that he had sired a child
inside this gorgeous creature named Appius. The boy graced him with a smile so
sweet and......innocent, that Talib felt his heart skip a beat. Part of him felt
guilty about planting his seed in one so young and yet, he remembered the
passion of that night when he had first taken the boy. It had certainly been
mutual attraction; he would not force himself upon a slave boy, as many of his
fellow pit fighters would and did with regularity. He had surely had a few boys
in the past, but had never impregnated one of them, at least as far as he knew.
His attention was suddenly drawn back to Appius as the boy let out a light
scream. He realized that Appius' rectum had encircled him entirely and now the
petite lad with the pale ivory skin was beginning to move on top of him. He
could see sweat dripping off the boy in the firelight and putting his big hands
on those smooth thighs he let out a sigh as they settled into a rhythm, a dance
of pure sexuality that they both needed so badly.
Appius leaned into his big black lover, wanting to elicit a kiss during the
opening moments of their lovemaking. It helped him to feel even closer to Talib,
feeling the gentleness of the dark giant's lips on his, the rough and brawny
paws running all over him, touching him everywhere. He thought he might cry as
he felt the warrior's hands lightly touching his pregnancy lump. He still
marveled that he was carrying inside him the result of their first wondrous
coupling, those many months ago. He was scared beyond imagining at the thought
of giving birth, but when he was in Talib's strong arms, everything was right
with the world. He had been scared too, when the gladiator first took and bred
him, but Talib had been there with him every moment, comforting and soothing his
fears. Now he couldn't see his life without the towering fighter in it, could
not dare to picture a night not spent beneath this man he loved more than
anything in life.
Now they moved together as one, with one purpose. Moaning, groaning, crying,
screaming, gasping. They made love, one inside the other. Appius was still
amazed at all of the erotic feelings that shot through his erogenous zones
whenever Talib penetrated him. No matter how deeply the cock went, no matter how
far his sphincter stretched to accommodate Talib, Appius still wanted more,
wanted that cock inside him even deeper. He desired nothing more than to be bred
again by his man and he showed this desire to Talib, gyrating his hips and
working his inner muscles all along his lover's shaft. He knew this movement
drove the gladiator crazy with lust and he giggled into their kiss as he felt
Talib grip him tighter and he knew he had gotten to the big man.
Talib again moaned out his pleasure as the boy squeezed him strongly, massaging
Talib's manhood with his hot, moist guts. It took all his resolve not to grab
the boy, swing him down underneath him and then power into him with all his
might. But he knew he had to be gentler because of the baby and so, through
gritted teeth he allowed Appius to remain on top of him and in control of their
fuck. His cock hardened more at the thought of his virility, the thought that he
had indeed planted his breeding sap deep within this boy's womb. Appius had sat
back up again and was grinding on him in a slow, sensual tempo, punctuating his
gyrations with little yelps and squeals. Talib let his hands float gently up to
touch the kid's tits. The nipples were thick, and glowed with a pinkish hue from
arousal. He grasped each tiny nipple in between forefinger and thumb and then
began to tweak and twist them. Immediately, Appius started screaming out and
pushing into his hands, as if asking for it harder. Talib obliged, pinching the
small tits even harder, pulling on them, and digging his fingernails into the
soft flesh.
Appius had not known it could be like this. As his pregnancy had advanced he
had become ever more sensitive all over his body, inside and out. He had never
known Talib's touch on his nipples to ignite such a fire in him before. But as
the hulking warrior man-handled his tits, he found himself screaming out in a
new rapture even as the feeling of being filled sexually by this man was also
overtaking him. Every nerve ending in his bowels was alive and it felt like tiny
firecrackers were going off in his guts. He slammed himself down harder upon the
wickedly curved shaft of meat that was piercing him, so that he could feel his
opening wrapped tight around the base of the cock. Then he pulled himself back
up it in a violent motion, accompanied by a loud squelching sound. His own
smaller erection was aching, pressed into the hard stomach muscles of the black
man.
Talib was beginning to feel short of breath, which was most uncommon for a man
in his physical condition. The boy was getting to him. He could feel the velvety
innards caressing his throbber and it was so good as to be almost painful.
Suddenly Appius leaned forward and Talib was able to capture a nipple between
his teeth, biting hard into the tender flesh of the teat. They both groaned
loudly at this new experience and held each other tighter still. Talib felt his
hands move almost of their own accord until they were gripping the boy's perfect
round buttocks. He cupped each smooth globe as if he owned it, and perhaps he
did. The lad certainly acted as though he had given his heart to Talib. He had
certainly given his body to the black gladiator.
Their union was nearing a crescendo now, blazing hot with passion and desire
and a need to reach orgasm, together. Talib kept one hand on the rump of Appius
while the other strayed back to the gentle swell of his belly. The strapping
fighter was known for his ferocity in the pits, but here he amazed Appius with
his gentleness as he thrust gently into him. He could feel the big man's hand
tracing the shape of the child growing within him and he was beset by feelings
of overwhelming love for him. Neither had known that these emotions could even
be real, but as their eyes locked onto each other, their affection and caring
shown through and they shared a small smile even through the intensity of the
scorching sexual fervor.
With that they both arched into the other and then every muscle and fiber in
their bodies came alive and they were as close as two people could physically be
at that moment. Appius came first, his small penis shooting four, five, then six
and finally seven ropey strands of sperm across Talib's chest and he let out a
high-pitched scream as his orgasm ripped through him and his bowels seemed to
melt around his lover's manhood. He raked his fingers across the black stud's
hard, muscled abs as he came so hard he began to cry. Talib, for his part could
not hold back the flood of seed that fired out of him so fast and hard, he
thought he might black out. His ears were awash in his boy-lover's hoarse
screams and yelps. The spot where they were joined together seemed to literally
fuse, the searing heat causing them to become one body, one heart, one soul...
With their breaths coming in sharp gasps they collapsed into each other's arms
as Appius slid off of Talib and slipped to his side to spoon with his man. He
felt the gladiator's lips on the back of his neck and in his hair and he smiled
and snuggled into the brute's hard and unforgiving physique. The much larger
black male also smiled and let out a contented sigh as he felt Appius lay in the
crook of his arm; he softly wrapped his big palm around the boy's pregnancy
bulge and two lovers gently fell asleep, surrounded by the love they shared for
each other and the unborn child who would soon join their lives.
End.
For more of my Earth 2345 series check out:
Yahoo! Groups
Nifty Archive: Magic-ScFi/earth-2345
By D.O.
celliophonic@yahoo.com
Yahoo! Groups
4/24/2010
(Author's note: this story take place in my Earth 2345 universe, but is not
part of the main storyline......)
Talib groaned as the beautiful boy, Appius, slid down his cock, enveloping
Talib's thick hardness in a sheath of hot and wet tightness that he could
scarcely have imagined actually existed. Appius moaned as well, a high-pitched
wail as he looked down into his man's eyes. The eyes of his protector, his
lover. That he was carrying the black gladiator's child in his womb wasn't the
first thing on either of their minds, but it served to heighten the intimacy
nonetheless.
The brawny warrior slowly let his sight focus on the lovely face staring down
at him, a face so full of love and adoration and......lust. At this moment, nothing
else mattered to them but the fusing of their bodies as one. Talib ran his hands
over the pregnant swell of the lad's belly, now six months along. He could
hardly believe that his progeny was growing in there, that he had sired a child
inside this gorgeous creature named Appius. The boy graced him with a smile so
sweet and......innocent, that Talib felt his heart skip a beat. Part of him felt
guilty about planting his seed in one so young and yet, he remembered the
passion of that night when he had first taken the boy. It had certainly been
mutual attraction; he would not force himself upon a slave boy, as many of his
fellow pit fighters would and did with regularity. He had surely had a few boys
in the past, but had never impregnated one of them, at least as far as he knew.
His attention was suddenly drawn back to Appius as the boy let out a light
scream. He realized that Appius' rectum had encircled him entirely and now the
petite lad with the pale ivory skin was beginning to move on top of him. He
could see sweat dripping off the boy in the firelight and putting his big hands
on those smooth thighs he let out a sigh as they settled into a rhythm, a dance
of pure sexuality that they both needed so badly.
Appius leaned into his big black lover, wanting to elicit a kiss during the
opening moments of their lovemaking. It helped him to feel even closer to Talib,
feeling the gentleness of the dark giant's lips on his, the rough and brawny
paws running all over him, touching him everywhere. He thought he might cry as
he felt the warrior's hands lightly touching his pregnancy lump. He still
marveled that he was carrying inside him the result of their first wondrous
coupling, those many months ago. He was scared beyond imagining at the thought
of giving birth, but when he was in Talib's strong arms, everything was right
with the world. He had been scared too, when the gladiator first took and bred
him, but Talib had been there with him every moment, comforting and soothing his
fears. Now he couldn't see his life without the towering fighter in it, could
not dare to picture a night not spent beneath this man he loved more than
anything in life.
Now they moved together as one, with one purpose. Moaning, groaning, crying,
screaming, gasping. They made love, one inside the other. Appius was still
amazed at all of the erotic feelings that shot through his erogenous zones
whenever Talib penetrated him. No matter how deeply the cock went, no matter how
far his sphincter stretched to accommodate Talib, Appius still wanted more,
wanted that cock inside him even deeper. He desired nothing more than to be bred
again by his man and he showed this desire to Talib, gyrating his hips and
working his inner muscles all along his lover's shaft. He knew this movement
drove the gladiator crazy with lust and he giggled into their kiss as he felt
Talib grip him tighter and he knew he had gotten to the big man.
Talib again moaned out his pleasure as the boy squeezed him strongly, massaging
Talib's manhood with his hot, moist guts. It took all his resolve not to grab
the boy, swing him down underneath him and then power into him with all his
might. But he knew he had to be gentler because of the baby and so, through
gritted teeth he allowed Appius to remain on top of him and in control of their
fuck. His cock hardened more at the thought of his virility, the thought that he
had indeed planted his breeding sap deep within this boy's womb. Appius had sat
back up again and was grinding on him in a slow, sensual tempo, punctuating his
gyrations with little yelps and squeals. Talib let his hands float gently up to
touch the kid's tits. The nipples were thick, and glowed with a pinkish hue from
arousal. He grasped each tiny nipple in between forefinger and thumb and then
began to tweak and twist them. Immediately, Appius started screaming out and
pushing into his hands, as if asking for it harder. Talib obliged, pinching the
small tits even harder, pulling on them, and digging his fingernails into the
soft flesh.
Appius had not known it could be like this. As his pregnancy had advanced he
had become ever more sensitive all over his body, inside and out. He had never
known Talib's touch on his nipples to ignite such a fire in him before. But as
the hulking warrior man-handled his tits, he found himself screaming out in a
new rapture even as the feeling of being filled sexually by this man was also
overtaking him. Every nerve ending in his bowels was alive and it felt like tiny
firecrackers were going off in his guts. He slammed himself down harder upon the
wickedly curved shaft of meat that was piercing him, so that he could feel his
opening wrapped tight around the base of the cock. Then he pulled himself back
up it in a violent motion, accompanied by a loud squelching sound. His own
smaller erection was aching, pressed into the hard stomach muscles of the black
man.
Talib was beginning to feel short of breath, which was most uncommon for a man
in his physical condition. The boy was getting to him. He could feel the velvety
innards caressing his throbber and it was so good as to be almost painful.
Suddenly Appius leaned forward and Talib was able to capture a nipple between
his teeth, biting hard into the tender flesh of the teat. They both groaned
loudly at this new experience and held each other tighter still. Talib felt his
hands move almost of their own accord until they were gripping the boy's perfect
round buttocks. He cupped each smooth globe as if he owned it, and perhaps he
did. The lad certainly acted as though he had given his heart to Talib. He had
certainly given his body to the black gladiator.
Their union was nearing a crescendo now, blazing hot with passion and desire
and a need to reach orgasm, together. Talib kept one hand on the rump of Appius
while the other strayed back to the gentle swell of his belly. The strapping
fighter was known for his ferocity in the pits, but here he amazed Appius with
his gentleness as he thrust gently into him. He could feel the big man's hand
tracing the shape of the child growing within him and he was beset by feelings
of overwhelming love for him. Neither had known that these emotions could even
be real, but as their eyes locked onto each other, their affection and caring
shown through and they shared a small smile even through the intensity of the
scorching sexual fervor.
With that they both arched into the other and then every muscle and fiber in
their bodies came alive and they were as close as two people could physically be
at that moment. Appius came first, his small penis shooting four, five, then six
and finally seven ropey strands of sperm across Talib's chest and he let out a
high-pitched scream as his orgasm ripped through him and his bowels seemed to
melt around his lover's manhood. He raked his fingers across the black stud's
hard, muscled abs as he came so hard he began to cry. Talib, for his part could
not hold back the flood of seed that fired out of him so fast and hard, he
thought he might black out. His ears were awash in his boy-lover's hoarse
screams and yelps. The spot where they were joined together seemed to literally
fuse, the searing heat causing them to become one body, one heart, one soul...
With their breaths coming in sharp gasps they collapsed into each other's arms
as Appius slid off of Talib and slipped to his side to spoon with his man. He
felt the gladiator's lips on the back of his neck and in his hair and he smiled
and snuggled into the brute's hard and unforgiving physique. The much larger
black male also smiled and let out a contented sigh as he felt Appius lay in the
crook of his arm; he softly wrapped his big palm around the boy's pregnancy
bulge and two lovers gently fell asleep, surrounded by the love they shared for
each other and the unborn child who would soon join their lives.
End.
For more of my Earth 2345 series check out:
Yahoo! Groups
Nifty Archive: Magic-ScFi/earth-2345
