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The ship overhead chimed, "Docking at Morvega in three minutes."

"Almost there, man. Don't waste any time once we land. All the good stuff to enjoy."

Ian snorted from where he was sitting across the compartment. "Every kind of ass you could want. For hire if you're too lazy to fish around the bars, even. Hey Zak, what's your type? I'd love to play wingman for ya."

The question seemed to get several people interested; Duke turned to Zak and raised an eyebrow expectantly, and Jumps grinned at him like they were kids about to talk about their favorite candies and toys.

"What you into?" Ian prodded. "Skinny babes? Busty ones? Athletic? Bookish? How about men? Football players? Twinks? Studs? Bears?"

"And what fetishes?"

The question actually had Zak struck dumb for a moment. His mind pedalled to think about all of the people that had caught his attention since his teen years. There were a good few movie stars. Passing and lingering crushes in high school and the year he spent in university. Deals. Both men and women. But he couldn't pinpoint why they caught his attention.

"I know I'm bi," he started slowly. "And I really like foreplay," he admitted. Some of his crewmates chuckled, other ones wolf-whistled or cheered, causing him to blush even though they knew they were encouraging him to blossom out of his shell. "I have a few pinups back in my locker, but I can't put my finger on what it is that I like about them. So, I dunno my types."

"Dunno yet," Ian corrected with a smirk. "Guess you're gonna have to try all of them."

"You'll get to put more than your finger on them," snorted Duke.

"Don't forget all the different kinds of playing to try out," added Jules. "You got a lot of explorin' to do and no better place to do it!"

"Man, you owe me for this," Jumps interrupted as he waved a small PDA about, "but I've got a babe on the way. She's so reliable, she's on the company's payroll as room service. She's meeting us at the dock."

There was a slight jolt as the ship landed in the dock. Jumps's grin spread even wider.

With much cheering, Zak was pulled to his feet and guided out of the ship where, sure enough, an orange tabby in stiletto heels and a tiny black dress was waiting, huge hoop earrings weighing down the ends of her pointed ears. Her hourglass figure and skimpy attire Zak knew was sexy like he knew that sandpaper was rough, and that it was going to turn him on. And then he saw her eyes - she was gazing at him like he were heaven, and that she knew she was going to please him. It sent shivers down his spine, and he could feel this sending blood downstairs.

"Ooooh, is this the special cutie you told me about?" she purred, bringing her hands together in front of her hips, causing her arms to squeeze her breasts forward.

"Damn right," Jumps said. "We decided we'd give him an early start on the fun since he's the big man tonight. Zak, Tina. Tina, Zak."

Her eyes lit up. "Oooh, Will I be taking him back to my room now?"

"Just give him a blowie now - why wait?"

"With everyone watching?" Zak stammered, his face turning bright red.

"Hey, we're all crewmates here. Close as brothers without any of that incest stuff," said Ian. "Go for it, man."

Zak looked around - his crew had assembled in a circle around him. He didn't feel trapped in the middle, but they had a certain gravity about them, making him want to stay in the middle. Inside, he battled his shyness against the camaraderie.

"C'mon man, we just want you to have a good time and share it with you. Time to start letting go, right?" Ian said with an encouraging wink.

Tina looked him in the eyes and licked her lips. She certainly was enticing...

"C'mon, man. You can do it!" Jumps added. He waved for the crew to join with him, and they all started chanting like he were a fraternity pledge with a beer bong in hand.

Zak was beet red, and part of him wanted to duck out and flee, but there was something else holding him in place and making his heartbeats quicken. His crewmates were cheering him on. And she was very hot, after all. Steeling his resolve, he set in his mind that he would go through. With a deep breath, he slowly unbuttoned his trousers and then pushed them and his boxers down in the front, exposing himself. His crewmates cheered.

"Oooh, they did a good job downstairs!" she purred. She knelt down in front of him, then licked his sheath firmly. He could feel her rough tongue teasing him through the short fluff on his pocket of flesh, the feeling gripping his nerves and tugging at him, forcing him to squirm in place.

"A-ah!"

"Sensitive, I see," she cooed. Already, the pink tip of his member was protruding. She pinched the end of his sheath and tugged it down, exposing more of his erecting member before she pushed her muzzle onto it and suckled at his tip.

The sensation quickly overwhelmed him. He could distinctly feel every motion of her tongue and lips on his appendage, but each touch caused a swirl of nebulous pleasure and tension in his maleness. This was all new and overwhelming to him. He could feel himself pushing out directly into her eager mouth. Now she was suckling, giving the sensation of all of his skin getting tugged and massaged at, causing waves of pleasure to flow through him steadily.

By now, the entire group had circled around him. They were passing beers around as they watched with pride. The limelight burned at his cheeks, but it also made it all the more exciting for Zak as his sheath kept feeding his cock outward into Tina's mouth. They were all cheering, and it bolstered Zak and made him feel all the more intensity in the sensations.

She began to bob, causing him to gasp as his base became cold with the fresh air, his length teased by the passing of her lips, and his tip getting lapped over by her rough tongue. By now, he could feel himself leaking precum for her, and she announced with a squeal of delight that she was tasting it. She bobbed harder, faster, going further with each stroke of her mouth, moaning in pronounced bliss.

Her mouth slipped over him. Again and again. He lost track of time, of how many strokes she made. She gripped the base of his cock with her hands, then opened her mouth and licked at his tip slowly like it were an ice cream cone while her fingers squeezed. Then, hands still in place, she wrapped her lips around the rest of his length and sucked hard at him, the sensation of such pressure almost dizzying him.

"Cum! Cum! Cum! Cum!"

They were cheering now, and out of shyness, Zak closed his eyes tight, trying to block it out. But he couldn't ignore that he was the center of attention, and it was driving him almost as hard as she was. That's when he began to feel himself tensing. First his hips, then his toes curled. He felt a sensation rising, as if there were a great swelling starting at the base of his shaft. When finally it rose to his tip, it felt like pressure rising in a tank. His cock went rigid, livid with sensation like a livewire as it tensed. He cried out, then he felt jolt after jolt of sensation - like an electric shock of pleasure - surging through his member as it began to pump, sending his semen into her waiting muzzle.

After what felt like anywhere from a mere second to a whole minute, the sensations finally died down. He started hearing the world around him again, even though he hadn't noticed it fading out. He opened his eyes just in time to see Tina pulling off of his spent member, seed dribbling down her chin and the corners of her mouth, almost certainly intentionally. He glanced up and his eyes were met by streams of beer foam again as his crewmates cheered. He felt himself getting patted and slapped on the back, and even a few bellyrubs here and there. Finally, they released his arms and he was able to put his trousers back on. By now, his entire face was beet red, but at the same time he felt relieved that they were proud of him.

"C'mon! We're headed to the bar now," called Jumps.

Zak shuffled into the mass of his crewmates as they started to march off into the depths of the station.

"Heh, I'll be just a minute," called back Ian as he dropped his trousers for Tina. Jules had also unzipped and was stroking a half-erect member as he watched.

"We'll catch up," Jules called as everyone else headed onward to the cantina.