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It was a late night on the ship and most were likely asleep. With another mission done, a moment of peace was finally given and Drack was grateful for it. He enjoyed the thrill of a fight and excitement of another high stakes mission but even the old krogan valued the time in between, using it to relax and take in the quiet of space. All the same, it didn’t take long for the warrior to get bored. He had grown used to the presence of the others. Outwardly Drack continued to act like an old grump that wanted to be alone but he had grown to value the company of others. They still got on his nerves sometimes but he figured it was just a small price to pay. Out of the lot, Drack had grown a soft spot for the human, Scott Ryder. He turned out to be more capable than expected and was wiser too. It took some time, but the smaller creature reminded him how important he was. After getting the lesson hammered in, Drack put more thought into his actions and the value that he had, knowing that he was important to others.

On the subject of taking care of his boredom, there were many things for Drack to do but the krogan already had something in mind, his usual go-to when he had extended amounts of freetime. Being all alone in his quarters, the large creature felt stirring between his legs. He had taken off his armor and was actually already nude. Drack was never shy about showing off his body and it wasn’t a sight to see him casually strolling from his quarters to the showers, his cock and quads swaying a bit with each heavy step. At Drack’s age he long stopped caring what others thought about him but he also had pride in himself as a krogan, vowing never to hide who he was. And the others had yet to voice their grievances about it, likely fearing some kind of retaliation.

He was already on his bed, it being different from the others that came standard on the Tempest. Someone like him required a bed that was both large and reinforced to hold his weight. Luckily there were a few places out there that still catered to Krogan needs. While one hand ran over his body, admiring his own bulky and muscular physique, the other reached down further to fondle his semi-hard. Another thing he was proud of: his krogan cock, working just as well as it had in his younger days and being just as large. Even 1000+ years wasn’t enough to diminish his virility. Neither was losing an entire half of his body. The synthetic worked as well as his original organic parts, even being able to work up a musk that he was already indulging in.

The smell of a warrior. He never tired of getting a good whiff of himself, especially after a hard mission that left him drenched with sweat. While just starting to tease himself, Drack’s thoughts were not of himself but of someone he was close to. Scott. It started as an encounter in the showers, when he and the human were showering side by side. The krogan took up a lot of space and that kept them close the entire time and it was also hard to miss a 6’ 5” alien running his large hands all over his plump and weighty loins to get them clean. Drack kept himself focused on getting clean but he noticed that Scott would repeatedly glance at him. Not only that but he noticed the man’s interest, his eyes scanning the krogan’s crotch. It was then that the krogan realized that this was the closest their nude bodies had gotten. Beforehand, the large reptilianoid was think of other races of aliens but ever since then his sexual thoughts had been about the human.

It would have been easy to write that moment off but noticed that Scott had been acting differently towards him specifically. Whenever he came around the human would act as if he had some kind of secret. Drack admittedly didn’t know a whole lot about humans, aside from them being fragile, but there were some things that were universal. It seemed that Scott had some kind of crush on him. Over the course of his life, Drack had laid with many different races of being but he had yet to be with a human in that way. It made him curious in more ways than one.

His cock grew fully hard in his large hand, a dark colored monster that he could hardly wrap his own fingers around. The appendage was almost like that of a horse, the shaft was thick all the way but was thickest at the center where a meaty medial ring sat, being just as the cock’s halfway point. The end was wide and bulbous, being nearly flat except for the rounded tip that gave way to a grape-sized opening. Just behind the tip were fleshy riches that lined the top. The line of ridges continued down both the left and right sides of the krogan’s cock, going all the way until it reached the base. It was akin to a horse’s in appearance, having a thick medial ring and wide tip but it also functioned in a similar way, the tip flaring out even wider when the krogan achieved climax. The size of the opening allowed huge amounts of seed to come out at once. And of course, there was the dual set of balls that were huge as well and heavy with seed that the male was constantly producing. With all of these factors combined, Drack was a breeding machine, wielding a fat hose between his legs that was guaranteed to wash wombs in his pure essence.

Drack let out a low sound as he stroked himself, admiring his own size. Running his fingers over the ridges felt so good, making his cock pulse despite him just starting. He began to fantasize about Scott, encountering the human in the shower again but things would play out differently. Scott licking his lips and getting down on his knees to worship his big balls, sucking and licking the sweat from them. The very idea had him grunting and pumping his length faster. Precum was starting to come out. From his tip came a copious amount of hot and sticky fluid, having an earthy scent that reached Drack’s nose.

His hand moved up and smeared the pre all over. Getting his fingers and palm coated in the stuff, Drack groaned from the additional teasing of the ridges just behind his tip. Bringing his hand back down, he continued stroking but had the added pleasure of an effective natural lube, being thick and warm. Stroking faster and squeezing at his medial ring, Drack bit his lip and began to rock his hips in time with those strokes, unable to resist the natural desire to rut and seed his “partner.” The slickness of his precum allowed him to easily thrust into his hand, even when his grip was tighter. He imagined the human’s mouth wrapped around his cock, him moaning around his pumping cock. Scott would swallow down his abundant fluids, quenching his thirst with it.

Being so immersed in his fantasy, Drack was completely unaware of someone else roaming the main hall of the Tempest. Scott didn’t have much luck sleeping. Not when his dreams were plagued with visages of him and Drack. It started the moment he laid eyes on the krogan’s package up close. He had seen it a few times when Drack would walk to the showers but that was different compared to being up close to the much bigger male. Drack’s hands were rubbing soap all over his fat quads and even pressed into the neat slit to make sure that it was kept clean as well. Scott hadn’t meant to but he couldn’t keep himself from watching. Krogans made it no secret that they had four balls and it had made the human curious to see them four himself. Seeing them up close was making his face hot and his heart beat faster. It took actual effort and focus to not gain an erection. Drack seemed to be unaware so Scott had decided to quit while he was ahead, getting himself clean and then departing.

But things hadn’t been that simple. Ever since then he had been having dreams of him and Drack. Some were just the two of them just spending time together and others were more intense. Lustful images and scenes played out in his mind; the bigger male looming over him, grunting and moaning while thrusting in. Scott moaned in his dreams and could almost feel himself being penetrated but he would always wake up with a raging erection. That happened again but the human hadn’t even lasted the entire night before having another sexual dream about the other male. So far he wasn’t sure how to address it. Not only were the dreams recurring but Scott had come to realize that they stemmed from feelings that hadn’t just come out of nowhere. Seeing Drack in all his glory made Scott realize his own desires. But he wasn’t sure how to admit that to Drack or how he would respond. Putting aside their differing races and ages, the krogan was clearly old fashioned, always going on about how things were done when he was younger. The krogan never commented on same sex relationships. Sure he wasn’t shy about talking about his quads but making jokes about your balls and letting another guy play with them were two entirely different cadences.

He was left restless from yet another dream and decided to take a walk through the Tempest to clear his head. The ship was quiet as it gently cruised through space but stopped when approaching Drack’s quarters, Scott thought he heard something. Being curious he came in a bit closer and could hear the other male’s voice. It didn’t take him long to realize that sounds made by him were ones of pleasure. The rooms were fashioned with some soundproofing, giving the residents added privacy. But if someone was loud enough or if someone else was listening closely enough, the quarter’s inhabitant could possibly be heard. Drack obviously wasn’t trying to be quiet in there, fully indulging in himself. Hearing his moans and pants quickly got Scott aroused and he leaned in closer.

And then something unexpected happened.

On Scott’s end he had leaned in too close and triggered the door’s automatic opening. And on Drack’s end, he had forgotten to lock the doors before he started pleasuring himself. Either way, the doors opened and against the near silence of the ship, the noise was deafening. Scott was still standing there, in full view of the krogan. Being in a more “compromising” position, Drack was frozen in place with his hand still wrapped around his twitching and oozing cock. Scott was again staring, seeing the alien’s erect cock for the first time. It was huge, much bigger than what his dreams portrayed and the shape was nothing like he could have imagined. On top of that, the mess that coated the shaft… From the tip to the base, the length was coated in what had to be multiple layers of precum. The fat fingers wrapped around them were just as slathered, glazed like a fresh donut.

The two stared at each other for what felt like hours before Drack finally cleared his throat. “You’re gonna keep standing there. Either come in or keep walking?”

Scott gulped and made his choice, stepping inside. The doors slowly closed behind him. Drack told him to lock them and he did so. He was acting like a son being scolded by their father, doing what he was told to make up for seeing something he wasn’t meant to. It was fitting considering the relationship the human and krogan had.

“Had trouble sleeping?” Drack asked, still holding his cock as he spoke.

“Uh yeah,” Scott said. He explained that he needed a walk to clear his mind.

“So what brings you to my quarters?”

“Guess I was just curious?”

“Curious?” Drack repeated. “Come on. I wasn’t born yesterday. I was young once, creeping around and trying to sneak peaks.”

“I was-” Scott cut himself off. He couldn’t say that it wasn’t his intention. The human took a deep breath and decided to finally come out with it. Scott talked about the dream he had and the others that came before it. How everything changed after them showering together. Drack listened and actually began to laugh when the human finished.

“So that’s why you’ve been acting all jumpy around me,” Drack said with a laugh. “If you wanted to get with me that bad, you should have just said so from the beginning.” The krogan was acting smooth and confident, neglecting the mention his own feelings towards the other male. Honestly hearing Scott’s confession was a relief for him. He would have asked but had no idea how Scott would have reacted.

“Well then. Hope I’m not interrupting anything,” Scott said. He too acted smooth, putting on an outward display of confidence while having a suave tone of voice.

“Actually you’re just in time,” Drack responded, playing along. “How about you put those hands to work? Rub my quads while I finish this off.” The distraction served to give Drack some time to recover. His approaching orgasm had ebbed away but he was still eager to blow his load, even more than before knowing that someone else would be involved.

Scott felt his heart pounding but still got close to the nude krogan. Sliding onto the large bed, he came in close and outstretched his hands to make contact with the alien’s sack. The moment he touched it, Scott couldn’t help but rub them all over. Krogan skin was a bit rough to the touch but the sack itself was softer, almost like his own skin. There was heat radiating from it as well. The balls themselves were so big and firm, made tough and able to withstand some damage like the rest of Drack’s body. He gave each testicle some attention, noticing that all of them were about the same size and were heavy too. Fondling just one of the orbs, he could feel the seed sloshing around inside of it. This excited him further when he realized that these balls were still so full despite all of the precum that had come out of them so far. Drack’s loins were heavily slathered and the bedding under them were soaked. Most of the mess had been smeared onto the cock by Drack’s hand but a lot had oozed down to his balls as well. Him rubbing the large sack spread the thick and warm fluid all over them as well. It clung to his skin, being a clear fluid that was both slippery and gooey. A strong smell clung to it as well, something that Scott could only describe as masculine but on a whole other level to what a human like him could make, the krogan’s testosterone riddled body produced a substance that expressed his virility.

It didn’t take long for his hands to get coated in the stuff, still clinging while also being smeared over the quads that he continued to rub. At first it was done to just get a good feel but by giving them more contact, feeling their warmth, and smelling more of that incredible musk, Scott’s own arousal compelled him to caress the other male’s balls with added passion. He moaned while feeling them churn against his touch. While that was happening, Scott got to watch up close as Drack resumed his masturbation. The krogan was back to openly moaning and basking in the pleasure that came from pumping his hand up and down. Doing so produced many wet sounds, getting louder when the krogan began to jerk himself both faster and harder.

Having someone else rubbing his balls allowed Drack to fully focus on pleasuring himself. Repeating his previous actions, the krogan proceeded to hump into his hand, his grunts becoming deeper as even more precum was freely spilling out from his tip. Scott watched it come out, seeing the amount that came out of the wide opening for himself. It was no wonder that the krogan’s cock had gotten so sloppy.

Going even faster, moving his hand and rocking his hips, Drack finally reached his peak. He raised his voice while squeezing his cock hard. His entire cock throbbed hard and the tip fared even wider. The first rope of cum came shooting out. It was even thicker than his precum and it was ejected with great force, landing and streaking the moaning krogan’s face. That was only the first shot. Another came right after and then another…

A good amount of it came to land on Drack’s face and he embraced the marking. He could feel the weight of his own seed and its smell was even stronger. With a throb and gush, there was another splatter of cum to coat his body. Having his quads rubbed at the same time brought a greater feeling or orgasmic bliss. Scott was mesmerized by what seemed to be an endless amount of krogan spunk, firing out of the fresh canon with so much force. Some of it even reached the ceiling, leading him to notice that the feeling itself was stained in various spots above Drack’s bed. He was still going strong, his body being bathed in his own hot and musky release. Scott continued to rub him for more than a full minute and by then the alien and his bed were a complete mess. The krogan’s cock had softened enough to flop down but it wasn’t quite finished, the next shot of seed came out with less force but it was enough to unexpectedly strike Scott, dousing his face in the stuff. He didn’t react fast enough and caught another dosage to the face. Drack was seemingly unaware of this, being overcome with the intensity of his orgasm.

At the moment he was just focused on the heavy scent of krogan sweat and cum that surrounded him. Having so much to shoot meant stronger orgasms as well. He then noticed that the hands had been removed from his quads. Looking down in between his spread legs he saw Scott wiping himself off. The sight made him chuckle. “Oh yeah, forgot to warn you about the blast radius.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Scott said, wiping a heavy layer from his face. The erection in his pants was easy to see and it got the krogan’s interest as well.

“Hehe. That’ll keep you up,” Drack said, referring to the human’s reason for being up so late. Scott let out an awkward chuckle, being unable to hide his own arousal and interest in the other male. “Take it off already!”

Scott nodded and began to undress in front of the lying alien. Drack watched with interest as the other male shed his clothing. Starting with his shirt, his pants, and then his underwear, Scott showed himself off. He was reminded of that time in the shower. But this was different. They were openly displaying their nudity and taking in the sight of each other’s bodies. As far as humans were concerned, Scott was a bit above average. Having about six inches between his legs with a bit of extra thickness was a source of pride for him. But his cock hardly anything compared to what the krogan had. Even while in a semi-hard state, the bigger creature outsized him multiple times over.

“Not bad,” Drack said. He had seen much smaller dicks on creatures much bigger in stature. This was also his first time seeing the human’s cock up close, the smooth skin that was covered by another layer of foreskin. All of it was external: not just the human’s balls but his cock as well. He could see precum beading the tip and felt his own arousal flaring up again.

“So. What exactly were these dreams about?” Drack asked both curiously and lustfully.

“Well…” Scott began, feeling himself starting to blush again. “They were mostly of you and me…” Recalling those nightly fantasies, Scott recalled his dream self servicing and worshiping the krogan, aiming to take care of the stronger creature’s every need. But after seeing the cock for himself, Scott’s desires had changed somewhat. He wanted to do even more now.

“Oh, didn’t know you had it in you,” Drack said with intrigue. “How about we make some of those dreams a reality?” The krogan chuckled and his cock was getting hard again, plumping up and standing tall between his legs. Scott was surprised by how quickly the krogan bounced back, having his eyes glued to the messy cock, feeling his own mouth watering. Those feelings of desire were flaring up again but it wasn’t a dream this time. He was really in front of Drack who offered himself.

“We’ll start slow… I wanna find out what a human’s throat feels like.”

“I don’t think it's gonna fit,” Scott said with a bit of uncertainty.

Drack laughed in response to that. “I’ve been around, kid. And I’ve had creatures much smaller than you taking the whole thing. Now, get up here and clean up the mess.”

Scott shivered from the dominant tone of voice, being told what to do by the stronger and older male. He crawled onto the large bed again, getting in between the reptilianoid’s legs. The strong smell of intense krogan musk reached his nose again. Sighing deeply, Scott reached out with his hands to first caress the erection, feeling its thickness for himself. Being of a smaller size, neither of his hands could fit around the huge thing. He noticed that the flesh itself was pliable; able to be squeezed down on until he felt the firmness underneath. Drack grunted from this.

Scott ran both of his hands along the length, getting his hands even messier with the mix of pre and cum that coated the whole thing. That made it so easy for him to run up and down, going from the base to the tip and back again without any issue. He did his best to press his hands together, simulating a passage for the krogan to penetrate. Based on the noises made by the other male, this was very much enjoyed.

“Ooah… Getting right to the good stuff. I knew there was a reason I liked you, Scott.”

Scott could feel it starting to throb again against his touch. While also stroking, the human got a good feel for the shaft’s shape. There was so much to feel about it. His own cock was about the same after the tip, being a smooth rod of flesh. But there were so many unique things about Drack’s maleness. The thick ridges, a fat medial ring and the slit lips that were spread while the cock was out. All of it was coated in hot stickiness. He enjoyed the smell of it and had gotten an unexpected taste from Drack shooting the last of his load earlier. Now he was going for a purposeful lick, easing his face in closer to draw his tongue over the tip. A hum came from both of them. Drack reacted to the tongue’s touch and Scott got a taste of the fluid, it being thick and flavorful. A uniquely bitter taste that was oddly inviting and intoxicating. After drawing his tongue over the tip the first time, Scott was quick to take another slow and long lick, getting his lips slathered in the stuff as well.

Feeling his cock being rubbed and licked got another deep moan out of Drack. It had been a while since he had someone else to take care of his needs. He gave encouragement to the other male and felt the actions becoming more intense in return. “Oh yeah… Milk my quads dry and we’ll both sleep good tonight.” The last part of his words hadn’t registered with the man, him being too preoccupied with the amazing tastes and smells.

Him lapping at the tip kept Scott’s face close to it. So when the next ‘splurt’ of precum came it struck him right in the face. The substance came out with added force thanks to the heightened pleasure and arousal, stemming from someone else giving Drack pleasure. This time the man embraced the mess, still licking but now also suckling on the fat tip. He aimed to clean up the excess but as soon as he made progress, the krogan would groan and release another fat jet that would glaze the cocktip all over again.

Sniffing him as well gave Scott even more to enjoy. Beyond the delightfully pungent smell of cum, there was also the aroma of the krogan’s body. Drack hadn’t bothered to shower that day and the day’s musk was heavy on his body. His sweating from the sexual efforts beforehand made the musk even stronger and easier to smell. To Scott’s growing delight, he was able to bask in all of it.

All of the licking and sucking felt good but the krogan was starting to get riled up and was wanting more. He acted on his own without saying anything. While still working his mouth on the tip, Scott felt a heavy hand on the back of his head, gripping it to keep him in place. He couldn’t help but rub his messy cock against Scott’s face, wanting something more from the other organic. Sliding down, he ground the sloppy length all the way down to Scott’s chest. More groans of delight came from him as he did this. He quickly discovered that human skin felt good to hump again, being so smooth and quickly made slick by his still oozing precum.

Scott let out some moans as well. Its heat was left on his own body and he could feel its throbs getting stronger. Along with the deeper groans that filled the room, Scott was taking in the sheer arousal of the situation, feeling his own untouched cock pulsing. His hands were still on the cock, pumping it as it moved on its own accord. This continued to milk thick ropes of musky pre from the wide tip, coming out in large amounts. It gushed onto his chest and face, slowly oozing down the rest of his body.

“Be a good boy and open up,” Drack said. Scott was quick to do so, opening his mouth wide as the shaft came sliding up over his neck again.

Reaching the spot, the fat cocktip pressed against Scott’s soft lips. It seemed too big to fit but with another push, the shaft slid in. The cock’s malleability and layers of slippery fluids allowed it to slide in and over Scott’s tongue. Huffing deeply, the krogan continued pushing it in. Even though the length allowed some leeway by having a softer outer layer, it was still large and Scott had his mouth stretched open the limit, being just able to fit the immense girth.

“Just take some deep breaths and relax that throat. Krogans don’t do things halfway. You want this cock...you’re getting all of it!” His hand pressed down on the back of Scott’s head, forcing the human down further, about the halfway mark where the medial ring was. Drack eased the pressure of his hand off some. It was still on the back of Scott’s head but the human was allowed to move it about. Scott could feel just how stuffed full his mouth was, his throat already being forced to spread around the fat tip that popped into the tighter passage. His tongue was already grinding along the underside, tasting more of the excess seed.

After adjusting to the girth that kept his mouth spread wide, Scott pulled his head back. He did his best to suck on the erection, having his lips already kept pressed firm to the hot and pulsating alien shaft. While sucking, he began to move his head back and forth slowly at first. Running back to the tip before pushing himself to the center point again. By repeating these actions he was getting a better handle on the flesh’s size and was grateful for its unique traits, being able to fit itself into holes that it appeared to be too big for. While still slowly bobbing his head, Scott’s tongue got just as slimy as the cock itself and his throat was getting stretched out from the tip repeatedly popping in and out.

Freely moaning in response to the stronger pleasure he felt, Drack watched the human taking his cock. He understood that the human needed to get used to his size but to Scott’s credit, he was already taking it better than a lot of his previous mates and one night partners. He noticed that Scott’s grunts had turned into moans in enjoyment. The sucking had gotten better and he was taking deep breaths around the krogan’s cock, taking the advice given to him earlier. Scott’s mouth was steadily sailing up and down the throbbing inches. The pulses were stronger now and the first rush of precum was unleashed directly into his throat. Scott was caught off guard by this but managed to swallow but swallowing just once wasn’t enough to clear his throat of the heavy amount.

With his own room already full of musk and his cock being slurped on in a steady manner, Drack was enjoying himself immensely but he still wanted more. Scott was still only lavishing the first half of his cock with licks and sucks. He wanted more but restrained himself for the sake of not breaking the weaker creature. Having marked the other male’s mouth and throat with his lubricating precum, he felt it was time to take things to the next level. He didn’t even warn Scott before he thrust his cock in even deeper, holding the head steady with his hand again. Scott groaned and gagged around the shaft as it was being pushed in further. The medial ring forced his lips further apart but it was malleable as well and popped in too. The rest of the inches slid in with a completely unexpected amount of ease. All of the precum he drank down earlier left his throat lubed up as well. Its effectiveness went beyond what the human expected. With Drack’s large hand pushing down from behind, Scott’s lips were pressed to the krogan’s slit opening, feeling the rougher skin compared to that of Drack’s loins.

“That’s the stuff…” Drack groaned, feeling all of his length buried deep inside of Scott’s mouth and throat. He kept Scott there so the human could again adjust to all of it this time. Scott could feel how stuffed his windpipe was despite being unable to see how much it was bulging. It fit in snugly but he was still able to breathe and the feeling of it pulsating against his throat’s lining brought a sense of satisfaction as well. Having his face pressed to the opened slit, Scott could also smell the stronger musk that emanated from the opening.

Scott was allowed to ease up and he picked up where they left off, Scott’s mouth was sailing up and down all of the inches this time. He hummed from the taste and feeling of it all easing in and out his throat. In addition to the feeling, the human was able to also indulge in more of the musk that came from the sweaty spread slit. The deep moans were getting even louder, the throbs increased in strength as well, suggesting that the other male was getting close to his limit. Feeling his own excitement building, Scott moved his head with more speed, loudly slurping all over the heavily leaking tool, gulping down the fat oozes as soon they came out.

“Fuck! Who knew human throats were so soft and tight? Keep it up and you’ll get a late night snack.”

The krogan felt no need to thrust into the passage, his cock already being squeezed plenty of times but Scott swallowing around it. On top of that, Scott’s hands were now free and he put them to use by rubbing the still heavy and churning quads. All four of them were readying to release their contents at any moment. Doing all that he could to service the senior warrior, Scott was gaining a heightened sense of arousal and satisfaction. He couldn’t get enough of Drack’s pure masculinity and everything that came with him. The taste of his precum and the smell of his large body.

After a few more firm sucks Scott heard the krogan bellow and his body tensed. Drack was panting hard, his chest heaving from the intense climax that racked senses. It always felt much better from someone else stimulating him. Being so overcome with his orgasm, he failed to warn Scott about what was about to come. The only clue given to the human was the sudden expansion of the tip, becoming thicker but still being pliable. He was still sucking when there came a hot gush of cum that blasted out with force, pouring directly down his throat. It was a huge amount and the force pumped it directly down into his stomach. As he swallowed it down there came another hard pulse and second shot of seed that was just as thick, viscous, and hot as the first. The human did his best to keep up with but with even more pulses and gushes, combined with the krogan’s orgasm lasting longer than expected, the man felt his mouth and throat being flooded and so much of it was running down his chin, adding to the already drenched state of his neck and chest. It lasted for about a full minute before Drack settled down, letting out a deep sigh as his cock softened and popped free from the filled mouth. Scott gulped the rest down, left panting and moaning from the full feeling in his stomach. Heat radiated from the pit in his gut and moving a bit allowed him to feel the thick seed sloshing around inside of him.

“How do you like the taste?” Drack asked.

“It's good,” Scott said, licking his lips.

“Good. Better get used to it cause you’re gonna be getting a lot of it.”

Scott shivered at the very idea and then Drack motioned for him to approach. The human climbed onto the krogan, sitting himself down on the larger male. With a smirk on his face, the reptilianoid gripped the human’s erection and began to stroke it. “One good turn deserves another…” His hand was rough but Scott’s precum was smeared over his larger fingers and palm, bringing about a unique feeling that made the human squirm. He was already so close and a few more tugs were enough to make him cum, unleashing ropes that were thick and plentiful for someone like him but nothing compared to what the krogan unleashed. Cleaning up was fairly simple as Drack gathered the messy bedding and bundled it up to be washed, placing a clean one on top of the untouched sheets underneath. The ceiling was too high to reach, even for the bigger alien so the seed would be left to dry and serve as Drack leaving his mark on his turf. As for their bodies, the two would need a shower. Drack led the way and Scott had to figure the krogan did this often, pleasuring himself late at night when everyone else was asleep and cleaning up after, leaving everyone else unawares.

***

Things were much different between the krogan and human since then. Scott was back to his old self, bantering and acting as mediator towards Drack. The others were glad, figuring whatever issues between them had been resolved. They were unaware of how those issues were solved. And since the two were close, they didn’t suspect that Drack and Scott had taken a bigger step in their relationship. While on missions and in public on the Tempest they acted as usual but when alone things changed greatly. It was a sexual spin on the fatherly and son-like bond they had.

The krogan was the one in charge and Scott was more than happy to be at the other male’s whims, following the commands that were given to him. Most of it was done in Drack’s quarters. They had sex often and the room had gained a strong smell from the more frequent krogan orgasms. Scott loved it and he loved being used by the bigger male.

One day in particular, Scott and Drack came back from a two-man mission and after playing cool they were quick to retire into the room, having the doors locked as they stepped inside. Drack was quick to undress out of his suit, unveiling his nude body and letting the day’s musk waft out. The mission they came back from had caused him to work up a good sweat. As the last of his clothing came off, Scott was already approaching. He had been quick to take his own clothes off. Drack smirked and was doing a bit of flexing, keeping his arms lifted. By doing this, the potent headiness of his smell was freely wafting out. The room itself had an odor hanging in the air but it was much stronger coming from its origin.

“Giving it a good licking, kid.” Drack stood tall and kept himself open for the human to indulge in.

Being eager to please, Scott was quick to fit his face into the krogan’s underarm. It was hot, the odor was exotic, and the space itself was heavily saturated with sweat. As soon as his face was in it, the smaller organic inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with the raw masculine stink that was much stronger than any other kind of musk he ever smelled. He had gotten used to it but that didn’t make it any less strong. Scott loved it. It was almost as if he was breathing it all in for the first time again. His body seemed to be barely able to withstand it. Just a few deep sniffs was enough to make him feel lightheaded, intoxicated like he had downed multiple hard drinks.

“Hope it's not too much for you,” the krogan said. He was sweatier than usual and the smell of him was much stronger because of it.

“I could never get enough of it. Don’t go doubting yourself again, old man.” Those words got a chuckle out of Drack.

“Mmm, gotta hand it to you, Scott. You’ve got the spirit of a krogan. But don’t think you’ve seen what I’m really made of,” the bigger male warned playfully.

“Don’t tell me you’ve been holding out on me this whole time,” Scott said, letting out another moan as he took in another breath.

“It's for your own good, kid. I would have a lot of explaining to do if I broke you in half,” Drack said.

“I can take it,” the human assured. From how often they had sex, his holes were kept fairly loose. At this point the krogan could easily slide himself in after working up a good sheen of precum as lube. Scott had felt the size both in his throat and on the other end, being stuffed full of fat cock that never should have fit. Drack would push it in so deep and when he really got going, his quads would swing heavily, repeatedly smacking into the pinned male’s backside audibly.

“You want it that bad, you’re gonna have to earn it. Enough talk. I told you to get licking.” His other synthetic hand pushed Scott even deeper into the large pit and the human was quick to moan against the rough skin. His face was already wet with the perspiration, the strong smell of it clinging to his skin.

Scott muttered something and then began to lick at the pit. His tongue ran over the krogan’s tough-skinned armpit, collecting the strong bitter taste of its sweat. Having done this before, the human was familiar with it and was already aiming to get more. Gently rolling his tongue over the skin multiple times, he was steadily cleaning it away but there was still so much waiting for him. While doing that he also had the strong smell of alien musk in his nose, giving him more of that head-spinning sensation. For as much as he cleaned away so far, Scott noted that the smell was still strong.

He gave full attention to the pit, making the spot even wetter from both the sweat and saliva. Drack seemed satisfied with his efforts, making low hums and sighs. Feeling it was time for the man to move onto the next one, pulled Scott back and then pushed him into the other pit, underneath his synthetic arm. It was able to sweat as well and he could feel it being licked with just as much passion as before. Enjoying the taste on his tongue, he moaned against it and proceeded to collect all that he could. While also taking in more long-winded inhales, Scott pressed his lips to the synthetic pit as well, going as far as to gently kiss and even suck on it.

Drack continued to enjoy the warm sweeps of the wet muscle. He felt saliva being smeared along in addition to his plentiful sweat. While letting out more of his own noises, Scott was a lot more vocal about how much he enjoyed this. Just as he had before, Drack had the man clean up his underarm until he felt satisfied with that as well. Scott was pulled away, left panting and still breathing in the smell that clung to his face.

“Good boy. Now get on your knees and come take care of this.” Drack sat down on his bed, pointing down at his slit. With his plump quads hanging underneath, the slit’s neat but tough folds were being spread aside by the cock that was easing out. Scott all but crawled towards the bigger male, getting close to him just in time for the length to be fully out. Seeing it up close, Scott could see the length already glistening from sweat. And the smell of it struck his nose just as strongly as the pit musk had.

Scott was quick to open his mouth, ready to service the other male. As he came in close, Drack reached his own hand down, placing it on the back of the other male’s head. Being so used to this, Scott suspected nothing. So it was a surprise for him to have his head suddenly pulled forwards. His mouth was spread around the sweaty cocktip, the perspiration working as a lube of sorts to allow entry without much trouble. It also helped that Scott’s body was used to taking the krogan’s girth. Being pushed down the throbbing inches, feeling it sinking further into his oral passage, his throat was breached by the cock’s tip. A small gag came from Scott and this sound made Drack chuckle.

“I said you would have to earn it. Not gonna hold your hand this time, whelp.” Pushing the human’s head down past the medial ring, precum was oozing out from his tip. He did Scott a favor by pulling back, smearing the stuff along the throat and tongue on the way back. Pushing right back in, it was much easier to sink Scott’s head all the way down. He felt his tip and the following inches were already being squeezed by the throat, causing him to groan deeply.

Scott was taking deep breaths as he took the other male’s length, being handled with a newfound roughness that he quickly grew to enjoy. The messy heat of precum flowing out of the tip, it being smeared on his internal surfaces, and that satisfying bulging of his throat. To his credit, Ryder had managed to take it despite the rougher handling and lack of pre before getting to the blowjob. He hummed around the erection, never getting enough of being stuffed from either end.

Another grunt came from Drack as he finally bottomed out inside of Scott’s mouth. He could feel those lips touching his opened vent. Scott’s warm breath made him shudder in anticipation. While the human was further indulging in his musk, the krogan was enjoying the light squeezes and caresses of Scott’s throat. “We’re just getting started. Don’t let your guard down just yet…” Teasing the human, he caressed the back of his head and ground his fully hilted cock against the tongue’s surface and the walls of the snug throat.

Scott kept that in mind as he began to taste the flesh in his mouth, lapping at the sweat and precum that made a flavorful combination. Letting out another hum, the human was nursing on the shaft while it remained in place. Running his tongue along the bottom and sides, teasing the ridges as well. This made the krogan react, his body tensing up. That triggered something within the heavy alien. He pushed the man’s head back, feeling his length sliding from the throat and over the moving tongue.

“Heh. You know exactly what I like,” Drack praised.

Pushing the other male’s head back down, he felt the pleasure of burying his inches inside of the passage. His length was again lavished with a series of soft licks, the wet muscle sweeping and curling in any way that it could. The krogan certainly wasn’t going to complain about this. Scott was clearly taking his words seriously, wanting to earn the alien unrestrained. Having the shaft slammed down into his throat again, being glazed with precum that was eagerly tasted and gulped down. If the smaller male was so eager, Drack figured he would help himself and take full advantage.

The back and forth motions of his head were smooth and steady, his mouth sailing over the throbbing and leaking inches. Scott was heard moaning and swallowing, all of the sounds being muffled. He was still being guided by the other male, a single hand pushing and pulling him along the cock. All the while Scott was still licking up all the sweat and pre that he could, being addicted to the unique tang of alien fluids. With every swallow he could feel the hot substance traveling down to his stomach, starting to collect as he kept doing this.

Feeling that things were getting too easy for the other organic, Drack brought in his other hand, both taking hold of Scott’s head. They pushed it back down with even more force than before. Scott made a sound as the cock was stuffed even deeper into his throat, spilling a bigger amount of precum than usual. Even more than before, his face was pressed to the vent. His nose was just shy of being pushed into it; the stronger musk that he smelled was more than enough to keep Scott excited.

With his head and lungs full of musk and his stomach warm with krogan pre-ejaculate, Scott was completely drunk of sheer arousal. Drack’s hands kept him in place, not giving him an inch to move on his own. For the time being, he continued to use his tongue and throat, hearing the krogan’s reactions to all of this.

“Not you’re asking for it.”

Instead of moving Scott’s head, Drack was moving his own hips. He groaned and chuckled while starting to move his lower half at a slower pace to start. Pushing his cock deep into the smaller male’s windpipe, he felt a surge of pleasure from the tightness. No matter how many times he penetrated the passage, it was always so snug around his erection. Clenches and constrictions made it even tighter and he never tired of pushing his length into it.

Pulling his hips back, Drack felt the pleasure from doing that. His tip retreated from the deeper parts of the hot tunnel and then it was touched all over by the moving tongue. There was also the steady release of his precum that Scott was eager and quick to drink down. Doing that made his tongue and throat layered in his essence. It seemed the more they did things like this, the stronger his smell was on the other male. These days, Scott smelled more like the senior krogan than himself. The others hadn’t said anything about it yet. Maybe they were already aware but had yet to bring it up.

Scott seemed to have gotten the hang of this so Drack felt that he could go further. Still having both hands to keep the head in place, he was moving his hips with more power and speed than before. The bed was creaking from his rump moving back and forth. Scott was taking it, his eyes lidded from the feeling of his throat being fucked. More precum to swallow. More musk to breath in, and more moans to hear. He was loving all of it. Feeling his heart beating faster in his chest and his own cock pulsing without being touched once…

Tilting his head back, Drack was openly moaning. His voice filled the room and so had the steady smacks of his quads against the human’s chin. He felt every inch sliding into the hilt, being eased back outwards before it was all shoved in again. From Scott there were all kinds of wet and sloppy sounds. This was actually making him even more excited. He had been holding out on the whelp, fearing that he would have broken his new favorite cum depository. But Scott was proving himself to be more capable and durable than he expected. If not for his hands, the human’s head would have been bounced around and likely knocked off his shoulders. But he could tell that this was all being enjoyed. Scott was either groaning, moaning, or gulping.

Scott took everything the krogan had to give. The heavy doses of precum that took multiple swallows to get down. Even after that he was licking the rest up with his tongue, having the muscle slathered in multiple layers of it. From Drack taking control and being the one to use his body, some of his pre was spilling out, leaking down the human’s chin and getting smeared on his own four balled sack. Drack was all that he could smell, not that it bothered him. He was more than happy to be marked by the warrior, wearing the smell of him on his own body.

“Fuck… Not gonna get off like this…” Drack muttered to himself. He moved his hands to pick up Scott, pulling him off. Left gasping, Scott felt himself being moved. Being placed on the bed, lying down on his back, he was given some time to collect himself. Being dizzy from the musk and his head being rocked by the thrusting, he hadn’t been aware of Drack getting himself into position. The krogan had gotten on top he didn’t realize until his cock was pushed back in.

“Rrph! Yeah! This’ll work!” Drack grunted. Not missing a beat, he was humping the thrust, listening to the smacks of his balls and the sloppy sounds of his coated cock pumping back and forth. He was laying on top of the human, facing away from Scott. This let him reach in extra deep and his quads were ‘plapping’ onto the top half of the man’s face, bumping against his nose and eyes, getting them just as messy as the rest of Scott.

Scott could feel the massive male’s weight. Not enough to crush him but more than enough to keep him pinned down. He could only make noise around the bigger male’s moving erection. The taste was rubbed into his taste buds harder than ever. Even more precum was being pumped down, leaving him with little more to do than drink it all down while sniffing from the quads it all came from. Drack shifted his weight, leaning forwards a bit before humping even faster, his cock pulsating harder.

“Oooah… Rrgh! H-here’s your courtesy warning!” Drack said, his voice rumbling and his chest heaving. The tip of his pumping cock was becoming thicker and with another slam in, Drack raised his voice and came hard. Scott felt his throat bulging even wider from the added thickness of the fluid that was being ejected with more force as well. Having a warning beforehand, Scott was quick to drink down the seed. There was so much of it though and with every swallow there was another huge amount that came firing out. More than what he could keep up with. He still tried as the excess was flowing out of his mouth. Still drinking all that he could down, Scott had those hot and churning quads pressed firmly to his face, their musk pouring into his nose without letting up.

Drack was riding out the bliss, making himself comfortable as his cock continued to spurt. Another lengthy climax that lasted over a minute; Drack had been groaning and panting the entire time, wracked with the blissful sensations that came from the strong orgasm. He kept himself on top of the human until the last of it came out, leaving Scott to finally gulp the last of it down, feeling how messy his face was from the excess that had spilled out over time.

“Damn that was a good one…” Drack huffed, pulling his cock free with a messy slurp and pop. Scott’s oral cavities were completely marked in krogan cum, the taste being the only thing he could register. Even after swallowing so much the lining of his throat and his tongue still felt slimy from the multiple coatings.

“Alright, whelp. You’ve proven yourself. Time to see if you can back those words up.” There was hardly any wait time before the krogan was rolling Scott over, having his messy front half planted to the bed while his ass was hiked up and free for the alien to interact with.

Drack’s cock hadn’t even softened, showing just how eager he was. He eased his body back down and pressed the slathered shaft to the human’s rump. The moment he made contact with the hole, the krogan shoved it inside, spreading the rim and easing his inches inside. They moaned out together, one voice being much deeper than the other. Drack didn’t stop until all of it was inside, ending in his spread vent being pressed firm to the soft asscheeks.

“Ahh!” It was all inside of Scott, his ass being again spread by so much cock at once. The cum that coated Drack’s shaft was already smeared onto the walls of his anus. Drack also wasted no time rocking his hips, pulling his cock back and jamming it all back inside with more force than usual. His hands came down on Scott’s hips, pinning him down.

“Not too late to back out,” Drack offered, pulling his hips back for another singular hard thrust.

“Stop stalling and give me the good stuff, old man!”

Chuckling and licking his own lips, he thrust in again. He felt the tightness of the smaller creature’s anus, being even tighter than the throat. Pushing his dick in so far that it led to a bulge being formed in Scott’s stomach. In his position it couldn’t be seen but Scott could certainly feel the large shaft ramming its way into his guts. His girth was more than enough to touch all of Scott’s sweet spots along the way. This resulted in the hole itself firmly clenching down on the krogan cock and that earned him the first spurt of precum into his ass. Drack was aiming to give Scott exactly what he asked for. He was thrusting with more power than ever before, not even easing the other male into it. The moment he was inside, Drack was pulling back and then slamming it all back in.

“H-holy shit!” Scott cursed. His exclamation wasn’t of pain or discomfort. What he felt was pure pleasure, having his prostate rolled right over. Drack’s cock was already throbbing inside of him as it slid in deeper. His thrusts were becoming smoother but still had the same amount of strength put into him. Scott was gripping the sheets, his body being rocked with the force put into each of the forward surges, his stomach being made to stretch around it.

It was a good thing the doors were locked and the room itself was soundproofed. Scott couldn’t keep his voice under control. Leaking his own precum onto the bedding, he held on as best he could, being also held in place by Drack’s large and strong hands. The krogan leaned over him, pressing more of his weight down. From his efforts, the krogan’s sweaty body was pressed against the human’s back, rubbing into the skin as kept rocking his body hard.

Scott’s ass already felt so good and then there were the added squeezes from it clenching down on his cock. This encouraged him to keep stuffing his dick down as far as it could reach. There was also the satisfying sound of his quads knocking into the human’s rump. Hearing Scott’s moans kept making him chuckle. He was taking it all but it was clearly a bit much for him. Maybe with a bit of proper “training” he could turn this whelp into the perfect quads-draining toy to sate his needs with. More of his own scent was being rubbed onto Scott, him sweating even more and spreading his potent smell out further.

“Oh, you’re making me proud, Ryder…” Drack groaned.

“Fuck, you’re so good…” Scott responded, his voice laced with ecstasy.

“Comes with experience.” The krogan made another hard thrust, keeping himself there. Scott was confused by this. Drack leaned back and gave a firm smack to his ass. “Fair warning. I’m gonna take things up a notch but I wanna see your face when I do it…”

They took a small break to reposition themselves. This led the Drack standing tall, holding onto Scott. Keeping the other male in his arms, he had plunged his dick back inside and was thrusting in even harder and faster than before, making the human’s body bounce. It was reaching in even further and Scott could see the bulge in his stomach, being all too easy to see. Having his head next to Drack’s, the krogan would moan directly in his ears. In addition to the forceful rocks of his hips, Drack began to move Scott’s body up and down, using him as a living sex toy at the same time. This increased the pleasure for the both of them dramatically.

“Best cock you’ve ever had, huh?” Drack asked.

Scott mumbled something in response, being hardly able to speak.

“Come on, kid. Say it or I’ll waste my load on the outside…”

“Augh! Your krogan cock is the best!” Scott declared. Just saying that set him off. With another hard strike to his prostate, the length reaching in extra deep from his body being pushed down in tandem with another hard upwards thrust, he exclaimed and began cumming hands-free, shooting ropes of his release onto the floor. Drack watched this and snickered at the sight. There was something just so fun and amusing about fucking a load out of someone else.

“You want this load inside of you?” Drack asked. Scott’s orgasm caused his hole to clench down hard. Surging his cock against the rhythmic kneading, he felt the pleasuring rising even higher, giving way to his orgasm steadily approaching.

“Y-yes, Drack! Fuck me deep! Cum in me!” Scott was fully broken in. Even after cumming he wanted more pleasure and was almost desperate for the alien’s load.

With a grin on his face, the reptilianoid put everything he had left into fucking the pleading man. Ramming with full force, holding nothing back as he came ever closer to his climax, Drack pummeled the human’s tightened insides. That was enough to make him bellow, holding Scott tight to himself as his quads drew up. Pressing those balls firm to the man’s rump, he unloaded fat wads of musky cum that poured directly into Scott’s guts. Scott moaned as he felt himself being filled up, watching his stomach starting to expand from the large amount of seed that was being pumped into him.

Drack ground his hilted cock against the snug lining, basking in every moment of his ejaculation. He was cumming hard, harder than he had in a long time. With clenched teeth and his legs shaking, Drack was still unleashing huge amounts of hot stickiness, more than enough to knock someone up with his multiple krogan whelps. It was spilling out, coating Scott’s ass and his own quads, making an even bigger mess of the floor they stood on. His orgasm lasted much longer than usual and when he finished, Scott’s stomach was bloated and heavy with cum. For once in his life, Drack felt completely drained, all four quads having given all they could. With a heavy groan he pulled out, leading to a rush of seed splattering out onto the already messy floor.

“Oh fuck… You should feel proud of yourself,” Drack said after setting Scott down, playfully slapping the man’s messy ass.

“Damn, we’ve really made a mess in here,” Scott said, taking a good look at the floor and the bed.

“I’ll deal with that later. For now I could use a nap and then a shower. Got enough room on the bed for the both of us,” the krogan offered, a hint of embarrassment being heard in his voice.

“Didn’t take you for such a gentleman, Drack.”

“Don’t get used to it…” Drack said with a smile. They laid down on the bed together, the krogan spooning the human. He was feeling very attached to him now and couldn’t wait until his quads were full again, now knowing that Scott could take a lot more than he previously thought…