A man in metal - 3
And now the human is finally out of his bounds. Unfortunately (Or fortunatelly, who knows) the kobolds are far from done.
Also, since I've heard that my dialogues are more confusing than a labyrinth, I've decided to mark who's talking.
Think of this situation. You have been kidnapped, put in a bed, strapped down for twelve hours, and then sexually molested, and then having two little lizards fight because one of then shot his cum over yours. Isn't that insane?
11: Bah! This is why I never let you top.
41: I can't help it, you know I love smelly dudes!
11: Now I'm gonna have to come later.
41: I don't know if I have enough in the tank for another one, with this one, and the one before, and the two times I jerked off today.
Woah, talk about obsessed. This guy has a serious problem, or he seems to prefer quantity over quality. Maybe both. Actually, it's probably both.
11: I mean by myself. Alone.
41: Oh. Well, just don't drain him okay? We don't know if his species explodes if he has too much sex or something.
Dk: I can confirm that I don't. At least not normally.
11: See? It'll be fine. Now let's get him clean, we don't want his kin to burn off, right?
Dk: Wait, what!?
11: Joke. Supposed to be funny.
41: Supposed being the keyword here.
The constant bickering between these two is like watching a cartoon. PA11 seems to leave it at that and gets down from the bed.
11: Now, where did I put it… ah, there you are. I have more rags than I know what to do with, so…
They start scrubbing my crotch. They didn't even ask me to do it myself, are they used to this kind of thing? Oh, shit, it's one of those towel-like rags, those things tickle!
11: Stay still!
Dk: I can't help it, it tickles!
41: What the hell is a tickle?
Great, another cultural barrier. I guess their scaly selves are a lot less sensible to touch. How do I explain this…
Dk: Well, when someone touches a human in certain areas, it feels weird and it makes ou laugh and squirm like a little kid. We call it a tickle.
41: Sounds really stupid. Why would you have something like that?
Dk: I don't know.
11: Does it work with my hands too? Let's see…
The lizard jump into the bed again and starts randomly passing his fingers on my abdomen. Unfortunately, I have a weak spot in my thighs, and the lizard is really close to it.
Dk: Gah! Not there! Anywhere but there!
I can't control myself, my muscles are still sore from the prolonged reclusion, and now I'm agitating like a vibrator. Of course, PA11 is now concentrating on the area. I react by moving my arms to try to stop it, and manage to grab them.
11: Oh, you don't like that, do you?
He tries to get my hands off, but even with his considerable strength for someone half my size, he can't take them off.
41: And now it's my turn!
Dammit, now the other one is trying to put his hands on my other thigh.
Dk: No, stop it, this is not fair!
I can't get his hands while PA11 is trying to scramble away from me, so I decide to just push 41 with my foot. Unfortunately, I don't control my strength and he goes flying out of the bed, falling on his back.
41: Wah! Oh, now it's on!
Apparently the lizards seem even more determined now. 11 is struggling with my hands, and he's manage to separate them, and 41 is trying to get at my thigh again. I'm putting my feet in front of his face to stop it, but it's a lot of mental effort to keep them both in check.
41: Hng! This smells SO bad… get those out of my fucking face!
Dk: when you stop trying to tickle me!
11: Maybe I can… try something else, then. Engh, agh, hng!
What is he trying to do, going closer to me? He's trying to step on me or something?
11: Almost, got it… now I turn.. around… and…!
Dk: What are you do-
And then feel it,. This crafty bastard is trying to lick my dick while I have him caught by the arms! This guy is just shameless!
41: Mhn, get those things out… I'm gonna end up biting you!
I desperately try to push him off, and I eventually succeed in reuniting him with the floor, but In my concentration on the now flying kobold; the other has managed to escape my hands. I try to re-grab them, but he clutches into my legs while licking my shaft vigorously.
11: Mmm… it doesn't taste any different, but it smells like liquid glory.
Dk: Hey, d-don't…
11: Don't what, my teeth?
Dk: Y-Yeah.
11: Don't worry, I have… a really good control.
You severely doubt that, even if he did have control for now, you know he'll lose it when you start spewing. And with such a good tongue, it won't be long until that happens. And if mister-I-can't-help-it gets into the action, I might end up without a dick. At that moment, I hear some buzzing over the licking sounds, which seems to make 11 and 41 stop their childish game.
41: Hmm? Is that my comm? ARGH!
11: Eh, weren't you supposed to give a report or something?
41: No, no, no, not now!
11: You should get it.
41: But I don't want to…
41 goes to his clothes, which are on the floor, and picks up what I looks like a mobile phone, I guess that's the “comm". He then seems to sigh and put an incredibly pitiful face, which is not making me pity him in the slightest.
41: I… I have to go. The captain wants me in the cockpit.
11: Well, then, see you later! I'll be here, in the “cockpit".
41: Oh, you're such a dick… human, this isn't over, I will be back! Later, I mean.
11: Why are you still here?
11 says that while sniffing on my dick and then making an exaggerated groan, which in turn makes me giggle out of the stupidity of the situation. 41 looks at both of us again with that pitiful (Actually, not pitiful at all) face, and put back his clothes.
11: Don't hit your tail on your way out!
41: Fuck you.
I wonder if that one was meant literally, or it's the translator changing up one of their usual insults into one of my language. Oh, 41 is out, now only 11 is here.
11: Ok, now, where were we?
Dk: I believe you were making me nervous with those teeth of yours.
11: I also believe I was sucking your dick.
Does he have to be so direct all the time? It's like he's trying to fluster me every time he opens his mouth. Which, admittedly, he's doing a good job at it.
Dk: Ok, but let me change my position, I an tired of being in the same position all the time.
I change to a sitting position on the edge of the bed, and spread my legs giving him as much space to work with as possible.
11: Oh, now you want me to be on the floor? On my knees, too?
Dk: Says the one that got me in straps into a bed.
11: Hey, I helped getting you out of those! If it were for OB77 you'd be like that until we reached home.
Dk: C'mon, I don't want to be in the prone position forever.
11: Bah, fine. But this better be good.
I smile like an idiot while the lizard resumes his efforts. He slobbers his tongue around my shaft, moving it upwards and downwards in smooth motions. He puts his hands on my legs for further support. He must be used to this.
Dk: That's… good…
I try to put my hands on his head, which kind of stops him. You try to caress his head with your hands to calm him down, and it seems to work since he resumes, at least for some time.
11: You, know, after I smelled you I thought getting this thing in my mouth would taste like pure concentrated drugs. But it actually tastes like the usual. Kind of disappointing, actually.
Wait, what? What did he think, that you were some kind of aphrodisiac producing machine? His face is full of disappointment for sure, he's even looking at one side.
11: Still… I have started it, I might as well finish it. Or maybe I should just leave you like this, eager and full… right?
Dk: Oh, no, please!
11: Oh, you want to spew out, don't you? Don't worry, I'm not a terrible person like PA41, but you owe me one.
Well, now that he puts it that way, you're afraid of what he might do to you if you let him on that. Sensing your hesitation, 11 adds his hands to the mix, stroking the base of your dick to try to deny you your choice entirely. He casually moves his tongue around your dick, and lightly brushes against your tip, making you uncontrollably squirm.
Dk: Agh! Y-you cheater! Not there!
I really shouldn't have done that, now he knows where I'm most sensitive! As I dreaded, now he's just focusing on my cockhead, and looking at me directly. I can't help but look away and grit my teeth, and I bet he's gloating to himself. Then, he stops.
Dk: Hey… Why did you… stop?
11: You're totally about to shoot, I wanna try something first…
Dk: I'm not a guinea pig!
11: What's a guinea pig?
Dk: Forget it.
The lizard puts a smile that could be only described as mischievous. He then grabs my cockhead with both open hands, and starts to gyrate them around it, and then make circles with his palms It is REALLY effective, I won't hold for long like this.
11: And now, to finish up…
He puts his tongue again on the tip, and licks it extensively, sending me into orgasm, and spewing directly into his hungry mouth. He licks every single drop (Which is not much, since I have just orgasmed a minute before).
Dk: Hah… that was fucking brutal…
I look back to 11, who seems to be… tasting my cum. And taking its time too, savoring it before he swallows it. That was kind of weird, but I won't say anything.
11: Bah, tastes like the usual. Maybe a bit saltier. What a letdown.
Well, I won't be the next seminal delicatessen on the next annual cum-tasters convention, but I can't say that I'm too disappointed about it.
11: Well, that's that. I wonder if I can make it better if I give certain food? I heard that can change a person's taste.
Dk: What?
11: Anyways, I'm gonna go and actually do something productive, you can… prance around or whatever you people do. The door is locked, and if you break the window, you may die. So please don't do that.
Dk: You could give me something to read or something.
11: You think you can…? Actually, I'll ask OB77 if she has a anything that might let you understand our language. Those translators use a lot of energy, and I don't know how charged it was.
You suddenly realize this situation has gotten even worse. First captured and now forced to study!? This place gets worse and worse with each passing minute. The casual sex is good though, I guess. While I'm questioning this, the lizard gets out of the room, leaving me alone. And I'm still naked, why didn't I ask for clothes