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The Prisoner - Part 1

Written by Leo_Todrius and Nate16

Icy blue eyes opened slowly, gazing down the long hallway to the reinforced window at the far end. The sky was aflame with orange light, bathing the city in a lingering sunset that made it feel as if time had slowed almost to a crawl. It had been so long since he had seen sky... It had been a while since he had seen anything but his cell. The icy blue eyes turned, catching sight of his reflection in the reflective frame of the scanner he was about to be put through.

The prisoner was an average height, roughly five feet and ten inches tall. Fairly short dishwater blond hair topped his head, the strands spiked in a natural stringy way that came with being a prisoner. His skin was a pale pink, almost white in certain light; true signs of malnourishment. The prisoner barely seemed to be twenty.

There seemed to be some sort of delay, the scanner not ready yet. Orion didn't mind. Every moment wasted was a moment longer he had... A moment longer they had. There was one detail that Orion hadn't focused on in his reflection, the detail that had led to his incarceration. Most of his body was covered in a rubber like material.

It was stretched tight, glistening black in the light, white lines following the contours of his leg. From his feet to his abdomen he was completely covered, but the covering seemed incomplete. Orion's left shoulder and arm were covered, leaving only his hand free, but the material angled down across his torso. His right shoulder and upper arm were bare before the material resumed with a jagged line to run down to his right wrist.

As if his odd garb wasn't enough there was the little detail of his restraints. A thick black leather collar ran around Orion's neck, attached to a long metal bar that affixed to cuffs around each wrist. The bar kept his hands together in front of his groin, severely limiting his range of movement. Orion shifted his weight from foot to foot before leaning his head back until it rested on his shoulders, looking at one of the guards behind him.

All the guards were dressed exactly alike, covered in thick black leather uniforms. Their dense leather jackets were imposing with silver buttons and zippers, pouches and pockets. The shoulders demonstrated diamond cross stitching to give almost the sense of armor. A long dark strap rested across their shoulder, keeping their firearm at hand at all times. Their black leather pants dipped down into very large heavy combat boots.

To top off the menacing look of the guards was a leather cap. The top jutted out and ever so slightly up while the brim was slanted down, obscuring the guard's eyes from view. The only exposed flesh was the lower face and the neck, and even that was topped off with a leather tie, neatly tucked into the rest of the uniform.

The only individuality that was given to the guards came in the form of facial hair, and even that was extremely limited. Orion looked at the guard directly behind him. He seemed to be a man in his mid twenties, the shadow of brown stubble perfectly groomed along his jawbone, meeting a darker u-shaped stubble goatee. It all was so maintained it could have been paint. Orion gave a sultry smile as he looked at the guard upside down.

"Are you sure we have to wait here? We could find an office near by, make the time go quicker." Orion said seductively.

"All fixed." One of the other guards said. The guard behind Orion prodded him, pushing him into the scanner. The arch of metal began humming and on the screen the biological feedback appeared. Several dull brown splotches appeared on the scan, including Orion's outfit.

"Stable for transport. The Symbiont is only five percent active." The operator said. The guard behind Orion prodded him again.

"Move along." He muttered. Orion gave a faint sneer before walking forward. The hallway was wide. It was some sort of government office, a branch the division worked with. It all had been evacuated for Orion's movement. An entire floor of a government building vacated just for him. The cubicles were all empty, the personal items left on the desk.

Orion inhaled slowly, looking for interesting scents. Nothing but vestiges of perfume. He shuddered at the smell, moving on. They began passing a long bank of copper colored elevators, no doubt to allow the officials to depart without wait. At the very end a guard stood with the one elevator they had left operational, ready to escort Orion down.

The guard behind Orion continually pushed him with each step, forcing him down the Isle, and with each cubical stood another Guard, and with each pass, the Guard moved in the opposite Direction Orion at his escort were waking him. As they came to the elevator door, the Guard raised the butt of his gun, and brought the lightly clothed Orion to his knees mere inches away from the Elevator door. The two Guards, the one that escorted Orion, and the one that waited at the Elevator door. Took position behind their captive, and stood, looking up to the display that should the Elevator was rising. But the Escorting Guards gaze drifted, the man letting out a soft, slow sigh, catching the other Guards Attention.

"What are you doing?" He asked, his voice gruff and stern.

"I-I... nothing, just making sure he wasn't moving." It was lie. He was imagining things nearly all people would this close to Orion, sex with him.

"You're lying."

"What? No!" The Guard rose his arms up in protest.

"Under the executive order 35 section B, o staff will partake in vulgar activity on duty, punishment, Death." The second Guard raised his gun, but before he pulled the trigger, the Elevator dinged, and what was supposed to be a fully armed Security Detail, was a Engineer doing Janitorial work, mopping the Elevator floor whistling a merry Tune, which was cut off by the sound of a Gun shot, it started with a fizzing, Electrical pop, then the sound of lead piercing flesh, the Janitors eyes going wide as he dropped his broom throwing his hand to the consol to send the Elevator anywhere but here. Orion left unattended at this moment. A devilish grin crossed his lips. Humans were so predictable. Even in eliminating threats they made themselves vulnerable. Orion leapt up with inhuman grace, kicking one guard squarely in the stomach as hard as he could before breaking into a run. He pushed of the ground to avoid the weapons fire of one guard, pushing off the wall he had jumped to a moment later. He tucked and rolled as best he could, turning to slide sideways before the elevator door shut. One glistening black foot rose up, pressing the button to the basement floor.

The Janitor just screamed when as far as he could tell, a now escaped convict just rolled into his Elevator as the pings of lead hitting the Elevator door muffled his scream.

"What!? Who? WHY!?" He just repeated, looking around, the slick floor causing the Janitor to slip onto his ass, causing his cap to fall to the ground, giving Orion a good look at is would-be savior. Though obviously an Engineer, he did not look the part, long, straight black hair framed a soft, young face, obviously not very worldly. Long sideburns slowly stretching into his own fine stubble which again thickened down towards his chin, giving him a neat, goatee. His facial hair not coarse like most, but fine, like he wouldn't be able to normally grow anything, but years of practice had proven that wrong.

Orion soon rose to his feet before the janitor, giving his typical devilish smile. In the light of the elevator he almost seemed as white as a ghost. Orion leaned in, inhaling the janitor's scent. He let out a soft moan before crouching down, inhaling again before he pressed his face to the crotch of the janitor's overalls, looking up with those icy blue eyes.

"If you lock them out from stopping the lift... I'll give you a reward." Orion whispered, his chin rubbing against the janitor's groin with every word.

The Janitor seemed to gulp audibly, seeing Orion stand up, grazing straight into those eyes while he leaned down, coming close and seeming to... sniff him? And again, and again.

"I... uh..." He rumbled, letting out a loud, shocked gasp when he seemed to brush his chin against his groin. "Whoa, whoa!" He bit his lower lip, could he smell it? No one could ever smell what he regularly did under these overalls! "H-hey, sure, I can do that..." He murmured. "B-but first, who are you?" He asked, reluctantly reaching up to push the other man away from his groin. Slipping up the wall, going to the console, and working a bit of child's play to separate the lift from the grid. "It's done."

"I'm Orion? Who are you?" the prisoner replied, navigating back to the Janitor before he had even closed the panel. The janitor felt the zipper of his uniform coming down, Orion tugging on it with his teeth, his eyes practically sparkling with desire. The elevator shuddered and slowed. The guards had found a way to reduce the power, not that it stopped them at all.

The Janitor seemed to jump, Orion wasn't letting up! Feeling the jumpsuit fall over his shoulders, leaving the tight white undershirt visible to the Prisoner. The suit was nearing his waist when the Janitor spun around, grabbing Orion and stopping him. "Friends... call me Phizix." He murmured. "Wait, lemme get you out of those cuffs." He said, pulling something from the pocket of his jumpsuit, it lit up like a blue beam, using it pocket-laser cutter to unbind the Prisoners hands, this was all to distract from the fact he didn't wear anything under the belt...

Orion blinked slowly as the cuffs snapped, freeing his hands. He reached up and snapped the metal rod from its hinge on his collar, tossing it to the side. He flexed, stretching his arms before looking back at Phizix. Orion slowly licked his lips. "Thank you..." Orion whispered, grabbing the Janitor's head, pressing his lips to the agent of his freedom. The saliva that escaped Orion's mouth was unusual to Phizix, feeling as smooth as silk... Just a bit thicker than normal, but as pure as fresh rain water. Orion was really going at it, his lips brushing and massaging Phizix'.

Phiz was taken back by the assertiveness of Orion, falling back against the Elevator door, he couldn't deny that tight-dressed Prisoner tasted like what he imagined ambrosia to taste like, the Engineer's arms wrapping around Orion's waist, pulling him in close, pressing his lips right back against the other's suckling as much of that nectar-like saliva as he could from Orion.

Orion continued kissing Phizix, soon sucking on his lower lip. Orion gazed into the Janitor's eyes as they kissed. It was unusual; it also seemed to feel incredibly naughty for some reason. It was then that Phizix felt a surprising sensation, fingers circling around his shaft. How had Orion gotten the zipper the rest of the way down without him feeling? Orion started to jerk the Janitor off, moving his hand up and down in ever faster motions.

It seemed there was a reason Orion would be so attracted to the Janitor's groin, now, with the Prisoner's hands around his Maleness, he could feel why that thick, long shaft was so desirable, even by it's owner, that slick, soft hand caressing and stroking him, bringing that Janitor to full mast within seconds, causing his to gasp, and groan in pleasure, all of it muffled by the kiss he didn't start, nor could he end.

Orion enjoyed the kiss, but he couldn't deny his hunger. At last he broke the kiss, leaning back. A string of saliva connected their lips for a moment before Orion slurped it up. He pushed Phizix down onto the elevator floor, the cock jutting out of the overalls like some forbidden treasure. Orion leaned down, closing his eyes as that hot, silky tongue slid up the length. He languidly savored the flavor before the tongue pushed in around the head, slurping around the base. Those hot lips moved next, kissing the tip before spreading wider.

Phizix looked in a haze when Orion moved out from their incredibly enjoyable kiss. Panting softly in a dumb gaze. He gasped, being thrown down so easily, being pushed onto his back, his long throbbing cock flopping into view. Orion let out a shuddering moan, arching back, feeling the smooth tongue press over his highly sensitive flesh was wondrous! "Oah... Orion..." He murmured between moans, squirming under the black jump-suit wearing male. Hips pressing his cock into that silk-like orifice with amazing need. "F-... F-f-f-fuck!" He shuddered, a large dollop of pre-cum blasting into Orion's waiting mouth.

A surge of energy moved through Orion, his body shivering as goose bumps rose on the skin that was exposed. He swallowed slowly, savoring the drop of precum. He panted softly for a moment before he resumed his work. The lips massaged Phiz' cock like a masseuse, working every vein and nerve with precision. He slurped and sucked with a strange mix of greed and focus. The silky saliva dropped down the shaft, soaking into the Janitor's bush. Orion bobbed his head up and down, faster and faster. As he worked, his tongue began sliding against Phizix' urethra. The very tip darkened and grew narrower, a tendril forming. The tiny extension slithered against the slit of Phizix' cock before delving inside, sliding deeper and deeper as Orion gave the Janitor head.

Phiz was much to enthralled with the best Blow job of his life to notice any discomfort at all, if anything, after all of the massaging, his cock had become moldable for that to feeling amazing. Hardly able to feel the dully throbbing tendril slide further down his long cock. The Janitor's knees rising up, feet planting on the ground, unable to stop himself from bucking gently. "Ugh!" He groaned, arching back far, his groan turning quickly into a loud pleasurable moan, just like that he'd orgasm, unable to help himself, his cock throbbing wildly around Orion's bobbing silky smooth lips.

As Orion felt the tell tale signs of orgasm, he struck. His tongue pierced into Phiz' testicles, releasing a catalyst. Phizix felt the surge along his shaft, the pulse as the cum was delivered upward. The rush of so many miniscule muscles delivered an intense reward to his brain, pleasure flooding it beyond measure... but that wasn't all of it. The sensation continued, more than the usual seconds. It was lasting longer, continuing. Orion let out a muffled howl as the first pearly drops hit his tongue. He let the cum slide down his throat before gulping at it.

Tough seconds is usually all it took, Phizix couldn't say he didn't expect it to be so wonderfully long and intense in the back of his head, panting heavily as everything about him seemed to pulse with his orgasm, it continuous groans and growls of bliss filling the Elevator. "Oah... Orion..." He moaned, feeling a load larger then any he's ever felt in recent memory gush and fire into the Prisoners waiting mouth.

Orion gulped it down, the hot seed landing in a stomach that had been empty for far too long. He moaned and murmured, lips locking around that shaft. He began to suckle and gulp like a starving baby on a teat. The rubber like material along his body began to grow glossier, the ragged edges evening out. The rubber expanded slowly over the exposed shoulder, but it wasn't enough. Slowly Orion's skin tone was getting healthier, though he was still a bit pink underneath the eyes.

Phiz just laid back eventually, jaw hanging out as the Orgasm lasted -too- long, hand reaching out to grip at his long thin black hair. "Oah, fuck, fuck, fuck!" He growled, it was too intense, his body feeling spent near capacity, he didn't know if he could take much more. "S-stop!" He pleaded, he needed to recover.

Orion didn't listen, continuing to drink. He gulped down more and more, Phizix' strength fading from him drop by drop. For a moment it seemed like the prisoner was going to drain him dry, but at least Orion released. He pulled off the cock and the orgasm came to a surprising end. Orion's cheeks were wide, however. The last gulp had not been swallowed. He moved over Phizix, straddling him. Orion's icy blue eyes gazed into those of the Janitor before he leaned down; pressing his lips to his savior once more. Salty, musky seed flooded into Phizix' mouth, saturating his senses. It was silky like the saliva, but a hundred times more so. His nerves were tingling as energy flooded his body. His erection seemed to return moments after it had even started to fade, although it was obvious he wasn't ready to resume the feeding.

Phizix was surprised, having been just lying there, weak, and hopeless, practically dead to the world until he felt his own essence flood his mouth, like the most powerful supplement his arms wrapped around Orion, holding him tight while they shared a kiss Phiz wasn't going to let go so easily, holding the thin, glossy man closer, his long shaft drooling with renewed vigor. But curiosity won over Phiz' need. Pulling away from Orion he was panting. "What... just happened? What are you?"

Orion gave Phizix that same devilish grin before an inhumanly long tongue lolled out of his mouth, long and vaguely tentacle shaped. It dripped saliva along the Janitor's exposed belly before the tongue licked it back up. He leaned in toward Phizix until they were breathing and exhaling the same air. "I... am Orion." he whispered, "I am we." he murmured, leaning to nuzzle his face against Phizix' neck, "A lonely boy... a gift from a far away place." he whispered, nibbling the Janitor's neck, "And now I need an escape."

Phiz gulped, at first, he was on edged, but the long the Male clung to him, the more he relaxed, dragging the lighter male with him as Phiz set himself up against the wall, keeping them close like that, his arms slowly resting around Orion's back. "Explain... the lonely boy, and the gift..." He murmured, he wanted to know what Orion was, and why he felt so wonderful

Orion glanced at the elevator panel. Even with the slowed lift, they were running out of time. "I was a volunteer for Genitech... They offered to pay my medical bills. They had obtained a sample from the ISA from deep space. They found out it reacted to humans, almost like a symbiont. It was a steady molecule but it expressed almost sentient properties. It bonded to me, healed me, and then... we escaped." Orion murmured.

Phiz nodded slowly. "I see. That's... all I wanted to know." He leaned in and kissed the other Male quickly. Pressing close to him for a time. "I'll get you out of here, I know a quick way to the service tunnels under this building, even if their waiting, they won't see us leave the Elevator." He said, pointing to the ceiling, the emergency exit.

Orion grinned, giving Phizix a lick along his cock before carefully zipping him up. "How'd you get a name like that? Are you a hacker?" Orion asked, moving. He crouched before he jumped, punching the emergency exit open. He hoisted himself up before offering a hand back down to Phiz.

Phiz chuckled, nodding. "Yeah... it's my Alias..." He said, jumping up, and pushing himself against the wall, gripping the hand offered to him. "Wanted for hacking into Genitech's Database, but Phizix only exists in spirit." He chuckled, climbing out of the Elevator, grabbing the hatch, closing it as the Elevator stopped at the basement. "My real name is Tobias." He chuckled, moving across the elevator, taking a knee, coming to another emergency maintenance shaft, blocked under keypad though. But, it didn't take Phizix very long, the sound of the tunnel unsealing echoing through the Elevator shaft, he pulled it open. "After you."

"You hacked into Genitech? Learn anything good?" Orion asked, grabbing onto the ladder as the elevator dropped down. He and his accomplice held on, the hatch easing open under Phiz' delicate touch. Orion gave Phizix a smile before he climbed in, crawling through the shaft, waggling his ass more than was necessary to Tobias behind him.

"I hacked into Genitech, I didn't stay long... besides, they are good at locking you pretty quickly, only saw stuff on their space project, I knew about the new Xeral shuttle before they announced it." He explained, shutting the Hatch behind him, sliding along behind Orion. He could help but stare. "So... you're, two separate beings... made into one?" He asked. "Like, you know more about space?"

"A bit..." Orion said, hiding how he looked a bit flushed. He was craving so many things. He had to resist just ravishing Tobias in the ducts... It was hard when his hungers were as strong as his survival instinct. Then again that was how he had been caught in the first place. "My symbiont has been starved. It has to heal before I can remember his memories."

"Wait!" He called, pulling the male back, the glossy suit sliding over the virtually spotless material, those unintentional, it left them laying beside each other, Phiz was pointing towards the other service shaft, it was lit, and had a latter at the end of it. "That'll lead to the Service tunnels under the streets. He said, looking back to Orion with a small, but was caught in those icy blue eyes, his cheeks flushing. "W-why does just looking at you feel so... good?"

"Part of it is animal magnetism... Unbounded instinct. I also think it has to do with pheromones. We are very hungry..." Orion said, "Thank you for the first meal." he whispered, smiling to Tobias. He tried to get a better look at his savior in the darkness, glad that his first meal had been enough to get his enhanced vision back. He knew Tobias was delicious, but he wanted to know everything.

Phiz let out a small chuckle. "Eheh... Pheromones?" He asked, moving closer to the, warm body. "First meal?" He blushed. "What did you do, exactly? And... Are you saying that, uh... -that- was just, meal time for you?"

Orion gave a smirk. He took a breath and than maneuvered around the service duct in a way no normal human could manage. He crawled across Phiz, straddling him before pressing their groins together. Orion leaned close, licking Tobias' ear. "That was not just a meal... That was you being my hero, my savior... Me wanting to thank you properly. Plus you smelled so irresistible... You were already familiar with the joys of orgasm it seemed." he whispered.

"I.... was just the guy in the elevator." He murmured, moaning softly, his overalls becoming tight against his groin, his arms moving to wrap around the other, leaning up to kiss him gently, a permanent blush on his cheeks. "Oah... w-what are we doing, they could find us, we need to move!" He snapped out of it, moving to crawl towards that ladder. "We can find a maintenance room, lay low..."

"I like that... Lying low, with you." Orion murmured with a grin, crawling after Tobias, inhaling his scent as they moved. Orion could move with superb grace and speed. Orion wondered if the Guard had already divined his accomplice's identity. They could be single minded and may have only focused on the escape itself. Phizix himself was pretty quick, like he'd done this a lot, the tiny space not hindering him any.

"Well, they saw me. I saw them kill a guard, and am now helping a prisoner escape captivity..." He murmured. "Don't have much choice..." He looked down to Orion, and smiled. "Don't worry, as you can tell, don't much like conformity anyway."

"I smell metal on you... Piercings I didn't take the time to look at earlier. I plan to study every inch of you when I have a chance." he whispered, grinning. Orion murmured, the black rubber over his groin starting to flex out, a thick, long, pointed protrusion separating from the main body for a moment, dripping with black before he pushed it back, panting harder.

"My ears, and, I have the ones that I'm not allowed to show at work in my backpack here, on my waist." He said, looking down to the other, Grinning, pressing his hand against another hatch, pushing it with a grunt, trying to open it, eventually, he did, climbing out and offering his hand to Orion.

Orion took Tobias' hand, giving it a squeeze as he followed. For some reason he really felt like he could trust Phizix. That was quite rare... Even before he'd been bonded with a symbiont.

Phiz kicked the Hatch closed, looking around, humming to himself, he took a hold of Orion's hand, taking off into a sprint, who knows, they could already have Genitech Guard patrolling down here. Eventually, Phiz took a sharp right, coming to a single black door, looking over his shoulder to Orion with a smile.

"Here." Phizix murmured, the door sliding open behind him. Orion hesitated. It could have been a trap... But it didn't feel like it. It felt like Phiz was telling the truth. Orion moved forward, eyes darting around to check for any trap.

Phiz moved in behind him, though with his back to the other, pulling up a keypad from his back pack, he hacked into the door, it slid shut, the light above it turning red.

"There, it's jammed. We should be safe in here and I'll bring up the lights." He said, the hum of the artificial lights turning on, illuminating the standard maintenance room, a tool case, a cot, and a Terminal. All of it was a sterile white

"Reminds me of my cell." Orion shuddered softly. A jammed door, a cot, all white. It wasn't something he particularly wanted to relive... But it did have the one thing he had been missing most, human contact. He turned back to Tobias, "They'll have assumed I left if they can't find me in five hours."

Tobias abruptly cut Orion off, grabbing him quickly, pulling his tight against his chest, even if blocked by his pesky overalls, leaning down to kiss him deeply for a long few moments, not trading Silva, not filled with lust, a genuine kiss. He pulled away some.

"Thank you..." He murmured. Orion panted softly, looking dazed.

"For what?" he murmured, moving to gaze into Tobias' eyes. The Janitor smiled.

"Bein' the most exciting thing to happen to me since I lost my virginity." He chuckled, leaning down to seal Orion into another soft kiss. "I've got an excuse now..."

"An excuse to buck the system?" Orion asked, moving to nibble and bite Tobias' neck softly, wrapping his arms around his compatriot's waist. Tobias nodded slowly.

"Yeah... reason to leave Tobias behind, make Phiz more then just a spirit..." He murmured, leaning down to kiss Orion's forehead. "I was your ticket to freedom, will you be mine?"

"A life on the run with an alien escapee? Are you sure?" Orion asked, his hand moving to cup Tobias' groin, fondling it to skew the odds in his favor. Phiz moaned softly, arching back and pushing into that hand, cock still hard from before, a small tiny rip could be heard.

"You saw what I was doing right? Mopping floors?" He explained. "And now, I can spend time with a sexy Alien, who's given me... probably the best sex of my life..." Orion smirked, groping Phiz even harder before shaking his head.

"That... was pathetic compared to what I can show you... The levels of pleasure you can reach." he murmured, ears perking at the rip. It appeared his worn overalls couldn't take the straining of his larger member anymore; Orion seemed to have left something behind in their meeting.

"Oah... and you ask -why- I want to go with you?" He grinned. Orion turned, looking into Phizix' eyes, gazing into them with a surprising dedication and focus.

"Will you stay with me?" he whispered, Orion's words reaching deep into Tobias' mind.

Tobias's need was carnal, and physical, most definitely true, Orion would see he was amazed he'd been able to get them this far without tackling the other, and taking him by force, but his deepest truth was in fact that he was done with his life, he hated it, probably even suicidal, and Orion was a better Alternative, someone he could be with, and that's where his deepest truth laid. He wanted Orion. Orion gave a gentle grin.

"Then you are mine." he whispered, holding his hand out. As if on cue there was a hot flood in Tobias' lap as his cock ushered forth cream, a mild orgasm filling his mind. Orion dropped to all fours, starting to lick Tobias' stained and sloppy uniform. If anything, it felt silkier against Tobias' skin than usual... And more musky.

Phiz leaned his head back, letting out a long moan, falling against that door as that mild orgasm seemed to race through him, cock pulsing so hard a loud tear rang out, his seed flying out in all directions in front of him, Phiz's mind too flame with pleasure to truly notice how... uncomfortable his uniform was getting.

Orion reached up, tearing at Phiz' uniform. The orgasm grew more intense as the air hit his shaft, then even more as Orion began to stroke his partner off. What Phizix was too overwhelmed to notice was how, centimeter by centimeter, each stroke Orion gave him was stretching his cock longer. The cum launched out of his shaft like a hose, splattering into Orion's open, waiting mouth... for the most part. Each stroke took it off course, hitting Orion in the face, dribbling down his chest. It was a mess and Orion had longed for this so much.

"O-Orion!" Phizix nearly screamed, slamming his own head against the door while he moaned, the pleasure, the pressure, he wasn't cumming enough, he needed to push it all out faster, and a new need building in his subconscious, Orion needed a full meal. Phizix wanted him to have it, his hips starting to puck into that stroking shaft, encouraging that growth he didn't even know was happening, pulling at his own uniform, he wanted it gone... forever, he didn't need it.

Orion was practically showering in cum, tugging on Phizix harder and faster, the Janitor's cock reaching a foot long. It had even gotten thicker, almost as thick as a soda can. When Phizix managed to open his eyes, he noticed something different. Orion's nipples were perking through the black rubber... as was a massive erection, even dwarfing his new one. The tip was pointed, animal, but leaking thick precum that was a dark pearl color.

Phizix gasped, moaning heavily, looking to the ceiling as more, thick cum erupted from his growing cock.

"Oah.... Orion! FUCK!" He groaned out, even more cum flooding out of his cock as if his Orgasm multiplying tenfold, looking at Orion, seeing the other so... alien, it was sexy, he couldn't believe how sexy it was.

Orion was moaning louder and louder, grunting. He gasped and moaned before the black rubber that coated him seemed to ripple. It slipped up his back, his neck, pooling around as it spilled over the collar. It ran across his chin, the back of his head, soon covering his hair. It all melded together before detailed silvery eyes appeared on the surface. The black face glistened, mouth dripping with black saliva. Orion surged forward, burying his face around Phizix' cock. The most incredible, sloppy, hot, tight, wet orifice that Phizix had ever encountered began to suckle and tug on his cock. The only missing part of Orion's outfit was that bare shoulder and upper arm, a gap in the covering that left pale flesh.

Phizix let out a loud cream of mind blowing pleasure, cock surging, and exploding into that orifice, untold amounts of his seed filling into the being that craved it most.

"Orion.... F-fuck, ORION!" Phizix couldn't help but repeat himself, yelling out a mind fogging bliss. His knees grew weaker, his back sliding down that jammed door. He reached out, his hands slipping over that black glossy rubbed, he welcomed Orion already, nothing he could do now would frighten Phizix off.

Once more Orion's cheeks bulged as he stored some of the amazing cum he guzzled. Even with it still spilling, he moved up to press his lips to Phizix. Once more the hot, silky rush poured into the former Janitor's mouth, tasting even richer this time. It was true ambrosia mixed with energy drink. Phizix' body seemed to feel alive, buzzing gently. Without his uniform, glistening with cum on it, he could see the muscles of his body slowly start to define more. Other genetics seemed to be changing too. After so many years of growing, his stubble was darkening and thickening.

He felt so... alive, his heart pounding in his chest, Orgasm like nothing he'd ever experienced coursing through his veins, and now, the single greatest thing to ever slip into his mouth, all in one day, all decided by one moment, he gripped Orion, holding him tight, his body becoming more suited to protect, to please Orion, bulking out slightly, defining. Short Goatee becoming longer, pushing outward, becoming bushier, his thin hair gaining Volume, and feathering naturally, thick, back, metallic piercing sprouting in his form, his nose and lips, eyebrows, his nipples.

Orion watched his partner changing, all the glorious manifestations of bliss. He let out a scream of pleasure as his cock unleashed a sticky torrent of goo before he wobbled. The covering of his head snapped back in time for Phizix to see Orion's eyes roll into the back of his head with bliss. He toppled back onto the cot, passing out. It had been a very long day... And Orion would have quite a bit of fun when he woke up.