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Chapter 10: Topaz Suit

When the zoological park closed for visitors at 5:00pm the park remained a bustling place as staff and volunteers worked to maintain the facility. Sweepers cleaned the detritus of departed crowds. Enclosures were checked and repaired if necessary. Tonnes of excrement were shovelled to composting areas. Shelters were hosed and cleaned. Wellness officers checked the health of animals, attending to any behavioural or physical changes the day staff may have observed.

At 10:00pm the park closed for the evening staff, leaving just a few overnight crew on the premises for security and in case of emergencies.

The last person to lock the staff access for the night sported a backpack bulging with his change of clothing, jacket, and something heavier that shifted as he jogged it over his shoulder. Carelessly he tossed the backpack into onto the rear seat of his Prius not noticing how the tough canvas material parted slightly. Topaz facets of the large gem he’d purloined glinted from the ragged hole.

The man in the Prius drove north. While there was little traffic after his shift at the zoo almost an hour had passed before the car’s tyres crunched his gravel driveway. In the darkness he retrieved his pack then used his phone to illuminate his path to the small farm’s barn. Inside he was greeted by a quiet lowing sound. Conscious of what neighbours might wonder about late-night lights in the barn he left the overhead halogens off, relying on the softer torchlight of his cellphone. With eager anticipation the man stripped out of his clothing, opting only to keep his tough work boots on; he was cautious about what cow hooves can do to bare feet. In the dim light the man’s almost bald head gleamed pale with beads of perspiration. Familiar with night-time visits a black nose loomed out of the darkness followed a moment later by a black and white head. A large Friesian cow nuzzled against the ample belly of the man and snorted.

“Give me a sec, sweetheart,” said the man quietly and pushed the nose away. He rummaged for a moment in this backpack and withdrew a pineapple-sized yellow crystal globe. With practiced ease he raised the orb in one hand and smeared it back with the other. Yellow facets glittered in the faint light as they surged up the man’s arms and across his torso. As the wave of buttery crystal flowed down the man’s legs and feet his boots shredded to a pile of leather tatters. Before he could utter an expletive yellow glitter rushed over his head, razing short blonde stubble from his scalp. The man gasped as the suit tightened, invading his every orifice. Then he groaned as the yellow faded to clear and the suit began vibrating in his most intimate places. The Friesian cow mooed softly in concern, batting her head against the man. Then she seemed to pause, breathing his scent before pushing harder with her head. She squatted and a stream of urine pattered to the concrete floor.

“Oh you’re smelling divine tonight,” murmured the man. “Mmmm… what have you been rolling in? Peaches and garden mint? Well that’s some fine perfume you’ve found.” He moved along the cow, brushing his cheek along her flank as he breathed in her scent. She stood restlessly, flicking her tail left and right until the man approached her rump. Reluctantly she moved one step, then another to the side as the man shouldered her hips, pushing her.

“Thass m’girl,” slurred the man, drunk on the potent miasma filling the barn. He stood on the lowest rail of the barn dividers bringing his erect penis to the necessary height to match the cow’s vulva. Bracing his hands on the prominent hip bones of the Friesian he leaned forward. So aroused was he and so practiced with the cow that his penis slipped unguided into her swollen red vulva. She hunched her back and braced her legs as though expecting to take the full weight of a bull mating her. Instead the man’s cock slipped in and out aided by the ample natural lubrications she made. Heavenly silken flesh surrounded the man’s cock, hot and slick with wetness. He groaned as he humped faster, pounding his comparatively meagre penis into her vagina. Certainly he wasn’t as large or as long as a bull, but he mated for longer and took care to brush against the cow’s clitoris. In the dim light of the barn the man’s naked flesh glistened with crystals and moisture.

As the man’s pleasure grew the humming of the suit intensified, driving him higher toward the peak of his release. He muffled his cry of ecstasy as orgasm hammered into him. While his penis jumped and squirted his release the Topaz Suit erupted with the sound of tinkling glass and fell unnoticed to the concrete, chipping the cement. The man was unaware the vibrating sensations had vanished, lost in the bliss of pumping his semen into the Friesian. With his head back and eyes closed he savoured the electrical jolts in his groin and warm grasping satin around his shaft. Until he felt the hot stream pouring around his scrotum and down his legs the man didn’t realize the cow had squatted to pee. But he was still juddering from aftershocks of heaven so let the warm golden flow carry him along.

He walked toward his house letting the unseasonably warm autumn night air cool and dry the cow’s urine against his legs. He carried his clothes and backpack, preferring the cooling breeze on his naked flesh. Gravel bruised his bare feet - his boots were a useless pile of shredded leather on the barn floor. His phone’s light helped navigate the dark house as he made his way toward the main bedroom where he discarded his clothes and pack on the floor. Carefully his slipped under the bedclothes next to his sleeping partner, hoping to avoid disturbing them. But they stirred and in the dark, half awake. “You been in the barn?” they asked sleepily. “You smell like cow.” But before he could answer his partner turned and drifted asleep.

When his shift at the zoo started the large man smuggled the topaz egg to return it to the storage area. He made a note on the schedule saying the suit was used late in the elephant enclosure – that the next scheduled availability would be five days away. No-one would be suspicious as it was common to use one of the gem suits around the elephants, and the man was experienced with the Topaz Suit. No-one else was particularly interested in getting naked and bald just to save a couple of hours mucking out an enclosure. And no-one would be suspicious he had to requisition a new pair of sturdy boots to replace the ones shredded on the previous night.

Early in the afternoon he received a text message on his phone: “Hun, found something odd in the barn.” Attached was a photograph of the Topaz Suit laying on hay. Doubting his own memory for a moment the man checked the storage room where he’d earlier placed a large yellow gem. There, where he’d left it was the Topaz Suit. He texted his partner back: “Don’t touch it – work thing. I’ll head back early.”

Battling the mid-afternoon city traffic lengthened his commute to ninety minutes and the sun was already low on the horizon when he pulled up to his house. He met his partner as he walked toward the barn. “Hey hun,” he greeted his lover with a kiss.

“Hey Theo. So what’s this yellow glass ball thing in the barn? Viv was poking at it with her nose when I came in.” They stepped into the dim interior of the shed.

There in the hay, unmistakably a twin to the Topaz Suit at the zoo lay a yellow faceted orb. Theo poked it with the toe of his boot and the orb rolled onto the concrete with a dull clunk. He stooped and picked it up. “It’s one of the hazardous environment suits we sometimes use at the zoo.” He turned it in his hand and the facets caught a shaft of fading sunlight. Yellow sparks danced around the walls of the barn for a moment. “But I took the suit back to the zoo this morning. I have no idea what this one is doing here.”

“Pretty thing. Are you supposed to take them off zoo property?” asked his partner. “It doesn’t look much like a suit.”

“I’m not really supposed to take it home,” confessed Theo. “But I wanted to try it out with Vivian. Holy shit, Jonas, these suits are something else!” He grabbed his partner’s hand and looked earnestly at their eyes. “When I’ve worked with the suits at the zoo they get you unbelievably horny. Like, you’re constantly on the verge of cumming if a breeze blew the wrong way along your cock. I thought it’d be fun to wear the suit while fucking Viv. And man, it was out of this world.”

“Ha! Like you need any encouragement to fuck that slut,” chuckled Jonas.

“Okay, true. But it was ten times better. I nearly passed out from the intensity,” he said enthusiastically. “You have to try it, Jo!”

His partner looked dubiously at the yellow egg. “I wouldn’t know what to do with it. Don’t you need training or something?”

“Oh I can tell you exactly what you need to do! But… we have to wait for a few days for the suit to recharge,” said Theo.

Jonas looked momentarily relieved then considered, “Won’t the zoo miss the thing if we keep it for a week?”

“Weird thing. I took the suit back to the zoo this morning. I don’t know why there’s another one here but it’s not from the zoo. Oh wait! That gives me an excellent idea!” Theo exclaimed. “I could borrow the suit from the zoo again. I can show you exactly how to put one on – you just do exactly what I do. Then we can both have a turn with Vivian. It’ll be so cool to watch you cum your brains out, and then I get to do it after.”

“Yeah, I guess it’d be easier if you showed me,” agreed Jonas.

Five nights later two men stood naked in the dimly lit barn. One man was large – slightly overweight and confidently held a topaz orb in his hand. The other man was thin, pale and nervous as he fumbled and almost dropped his orb. From a stall across the barn a curious Friesian cow watched.

Theo demonstrated how to don the Topaz Suit. “Hold it upright, yep like that.” His partner followed along. “Put your other hand on top. Now press down like you want to squash it, and pull back toward yourself.”

Jonas was amazed as the previously hard crystal deformed and squeezed between his fingers like putty. Then he watched in awe as the facets flowed like water up his arm, across his chest, and down his thin body. He glanced across to see his partner grinning foolishly as he was likewise engulfed in the yellow glitter. With a shock of realization Jonas felt the surge cover his head. He clenched his eyes closed and held his breath, anxious he was about to be suffocated.

“It’s okay, hun,” reassured his partner’s voice, “You can open your eyes. And breathe normally.”

Slightly panicked about being encased Jonas peeked his eyes open and gasped a frantic breath. “Fuck me, Theo I thought I was going to die! It went up my nose and I could feel it in my throat. Geeze. I don’t think I ever want to do that again. And I’m yellow!” He held his glittering arms up, turning his hands in the dim light.

“Sorry babe.” Theo was contrite. “You get used to that – it’s not so bad the second time. Give the suit a minute to settle properly. There ya go… not so yellow now,” he said as the topaz faded to diamond.

“Now it’s in my butt and dick! Theo what the hell? Who thought this would be fun? Oh, wait a sec…” Jonas paused. “It’s starting to buzz. Oh my god… it’s really buzzing now.” He staggered, catching himself on a wooden railing. “Oh… my… god… that’s really nice. It’s all around… fuck it’s inside me.” Unbidden the man’s cock throbbed to hardness.

His partner chuckled, “Not so bad really, right? Now, can you smell that scent on the air? Vivian found a patch of mint leaves…” but his voice tapered off.

Jonas walked toward the stall, sniffing the air where the Friesian watched. But he turned away, confused, following the scent. His nose led him back toward the larger man in the shimmering suit. “It’s not Viv… the scent is coming from you, Theo.” He caressed the man’s stiff cock and snuffled his round belly. “You’re smelling fantastic!”

His partner was right – the scent was different. Unlike the few nights earlier instead of peaches and mint leaves the scent was raw, primal and masculine. As Jonas came closer the aroma intensified, suffusing Theo’s mind and muddying his thoughts. It had been a while since his partner had engendered such powerful feelings of lust. Certainly, he loved Jonas dearly. But work stresses and conflicting schedules meant that the two were more likely to satisfy themselves individually with the cows rather than make love together. But now Jonas was irresistible. His passion for his lover was rekindled in an intoxicating tsunami of heated pheromones.

“Hey hun, when was the last time we fucked each other in the barn?” asked Jonas, slurring his words as his rubbed his face and hands against the belly of his partner. “’Cause I really want to fuck you here right now.”

“There’s KY in the first aid kit,” murmured the larger man. As his partner took a moment to rummage in the barn’s medical cache Theo knelt on the loose hay. His cock was achingly hard but more insistent was his need to feel his partner inside him. He dropped to all fours when Jonas returned with the white tube of lubricant. “Fuck me, babe. Fuck me hard… been too long…” his words were becoming incoherent with lust.

Jonas knelt on the straw and slathered a generous glob of KY over his cock. He smeared more of the clear slimy gel over his partner’s anus. He worked his fingers and gel into the prone man’s pucker, making Theo groan and squirm. Then he tossed the tube aside in his haste. His loose foreskin rubbed up and down the man’s crack as Jonas guided his penis with one hand.

“Please… please…” Theo begged his partner.

A resounding slap echoed around the barn as Jonas’ hand smacked a red print onto Theo’s round butt-cheek. “Patience, bitch. I’ll fuck you when I’m ready,” Jonas teased. But it was all he could do to stop immediately plunging his cock into Theo’s hole. The intoxicating smell and humming vibrations already held him perilously close to cumming.

Theo howled at the slap and his belly jiggled at the shock. It had been a long time since his partner had acted so assertive. And normally the suit would protect against a simple hand-slap. Almost he had spontaneously orgasmed from the surprise and sting of his partner’s slap. Helpless to stop himself he begged, “Harder… please babe… I need your cock in me…”

“You like that, bitch?” the thin man drawled. “How about this?” he slapped the other round butt-cheek then immediately plunged his cock full depth into Theo’s rectum. His bony hips slammed into the padded buttocks of the submitting man. Both men cried out at the intensity of sensation. The gem suits seemed insubstantial – allowing every stroke and impact through the interface.

Without restraint, Jonas pummelled his partner’s butt. After every few thrusts of his cock he slapped one or the other butt-cheek his partner. Then he returned his hand to his partner’s hip so he could haul him back to meet his violent forward thrusts.

Theo reached one hand beneath is belly so he could stroke his own cock synchronized to the jackhammering in his rectum.

In their drunken passion neither man noticed a splash of car headlights briefly illuminate the barn before blinking off.

“Get ready – Daddy’s gonna fill you up,” grunted Jonas as electrical jolts built up balls.

“Fuck yeah… I’m close… I’m close…” cried his lover crawling in the hay.

In unison both men howled their ecstasy. The scrawny man shuddered and slammed his hips violently against the padded buttocks of his partner as his cock erupted into the large man’s bowels.

Beneath Theo ropes of semen jetted into the hay as he pummelled his cock with his fist.

Tinkling wind-chimes cascaded with the rapid withdrawal of the gem suits from the conjoined men. A yellow orb clunked to the floor beside Jonas while a purple faceted globe rolled in the hay beneath Theo.

Suddenly bright white light dazzled the men as the barn’s overhead halogen floodlights flared. “Theo! Jesus, what the hell are you doing with the Topaz Suit?” a deep authoritative voice filled the barn.

Jonas fell back onto his heels – a spurt of semen from his interrupted release impacted Theo’s jiggling pale buttocks. He shielded his eyes against the glare and shouted, panicked, “Who the fuck are you? Get the fuck out of here!”

“Wait, Jonas… wait…” Theo grunted as another rope of white splatted to the soiled hay. He blearily raised his head, making out the intruder’s face as his eyes adjusted to the sudden lights. “Mister Simpson… Um, I’m in big trouble, aren’t I, sir?” He struggled up and sat back on his heels next to his partner. Semen dribbled from his penis and oozed down his butt-crack. He wiped his hand on his thigh leaving a white smear.

“Damned straight you’re in big trouble, Theo,” growled the silhouette of the interloper. “Taking the Topaz Suit off zoo property is strictly forbidden. What the hell were you thinking! Geeze – you’re lucky it’s me here and not the police. Or the military!” He shook his head in disgust at the naked pale bodies sweating in the aftermath of their passion. “Wait… why do you have a purple gem suit as well?” he noticed the amethyst-coloured egg lying in a puddle of semen in the hay. “Where did you get that?”

“Huh? Purple?” Theo stared vacantly at the amethyst ball in front of him. “Uh, I don’t know, sir. It was yellow before, like this one.” He indicated the other gem.

“Who is this guy?” asked Jonas struggling to stand and wipe fragments of straw from his knees. He wadded a discarded shirt and held it to hide his groin.

“Uh, he’s my supervisor from the zoo,” said Theo.

“Shit. Shit! SHIT!” swore Mr. Simpson. “Shit! I’m going to have to tell the military.” He stopped to pick up the two gem suits, wrinkling his nose with distaste at the mess on the floor. “Theo, don’t bother reporting to your shift tomorrow. Your employment at Melbourne Zoo is ended.”