The Human Bearer Ch. 03 – A Thrilling Chapter in this Gripping Gay Sex Story
A gay sex story: The Human Bearer Ch. 03 “That is a rather unusual companion you have, Xana,” another snakelike creature hissed upon watching Riordan with unhidden disgust.
“Interesting point of view, Dinah,” his owner replied in kind. “It’s just another important difference between us. I have no interest in well behaved dolls with the last ounce of humanity in them most probably erased by the surgeon’s knife. You may keep your artificial looking bearers. Mine,” he added, pulling Riordan close to him, ignoring the slime from the bearer’s body seeping into his clothes, “is flesh and blood. Hot-headed, but plenty of fun. Especially when it comes to more intimate matters. I can assure you that my life is no longer boring since he came here.”
“Care to lend him then?” The alien gave Riordan a strange once over.
“Not in a million eons,” Xana said with a smile and made Riordan move.
“Are you going to parade me in front of all your friends until it gets through my head that I’m a freak?” He mumbled under his breath.
“I just complimented you. Why are you so harsh?”
“Because you’re making me take this walk of shame, and I haven’t done that since… whatever, why can’t I just wash?”
“Because it wouldn’t matter,” Xana said mysteriously and continued to push his bearer towards a destination only he knew.
In passing, he talked to others, some looking at Riordan in genuine surprise, some indifferent, but still curious. By the end of it, he was certain every Xeno and bearer on the planet knew he was a whore who needed to be fed that disgusting slime only to behave.
Xana pushed him inside a small room that suddenly felt stuffed and hot. There was some kind of moss on the ground and Riordan could hear the sound of water.
“What’s this?” He asked.
“Something more like our natural environment. I want to copulate with you, since you expressed your desire to be matched with me so clearly.”
“Sure thing.” Riordan shrugged, but squealed when he was made to lie on his back on the mossy carpet.
“Don’t beg me to stop,” Xana cooed softly. “I will fill you up for hours now that I know you want it.”
“Go ahead,” he replied, but his heart was growing smaller and his cheeks were in flames.
The small pants were ripped from his body by impatience hands and the naughty tail was suddenly at his back entrance pumping that thing they called seth. He gasped as the tip pushed by his tight ring of muscles and began to work him. Xana unceremoniously pushed his cock inside him and he felt like dying. The short pain through his lower belly was real. But it went away just as fast as it came, only to be replaced by intense pleasure.
He arched his back off the ground and spread his legs as he moaned in pure bliss. There was no point in hiding he was enjoying it. After all, the sooner he got off the beast, the closer he was to his freedom.
“You’re such a lewd creature, and you’re mine,” Xana growled as he began pumping a huge load inside him.
Riordan was lost in the realm of the senses, as he could feel his insides overflowing with the alien’s cum. He touched his belly, in an unconscious gesture.
“Do not worry. By the time we’re through, you’ll walk home with a full belly. I will love watching you like that.”
The way he rolled his hips to meet each thrust had to be ludicrously lewd, but it did not matter. He lost sense of time as Xana moved inside him, whispering strange words, splitting him in half, and putting him back together. The alien apparently had no need to stop and recharge; he just continued to pump Riordan’s insides with his own release until he could feel his belly bulge against Xana’s taut abdomen.
They must have gone at it for hours, because he could not remember anything, not even the most mundane things, like the last time he ate or drank. When the alien finally let him go to slide under the cascade falling nearby, he barely managed a small grunt. This time, when he touched his belly, he gasped in terror. He looked at himself in disbelief. His belly was distended, like it had never been in his life.
He felt ill. Rolling to one side, he crawled towards the water. The droplets were cool on his parched lips, staving off some of his thirst.
“Come into the water,” Xana cooed. “It will help you cool off.”
“Bastard,” Riordan hissed, pushing himself onto his hands, trying to avoid the discomfort of having his belly pressed against the granite ledge. “Will this go away?” he made a gesture towards his belly. “I look like I’m fucking pregnant.”
“Maybe,” Xana teased and used his strong tail to effortlessly grab Riordan and throw him into the water.
Riordan barely managed to draw a long intake of air into his lungs, as he sank to the bottom. But, just like that, he was made to resurface by the same tail now carefully sustaining him by the waist. When his eyes clashed with green ones, glinting with mischief, he groaned.
“Are you going to leave me like this?” he complained.
“Your body will absorb it. Why are you so disturbed by it? There’s hardly a more erotic image,” Xana said with a studied sigh. “I must let your body adapt, though. I so much wished I could pump some more inside you.”
“Pervert,” Riordan murmured and blushed. And then he lied. “It hurts.”
“Hmm, really?” Xana began kissing him lazily. “I think you have enough seth inside you to alleviate any discomfort.”
“Maybe I’m not like others,” Riordan protested. “You cannot know.”
“Relax. It won’t have any repercussions on your beautiful physique. Your belly will go back to normal. And stop lying. I can tell.”
Xana returned to kissing him, and he rested his arms on the snakeman’s shoulders.
“Why did you make me walk with all that slime on me?” Riordan demanded to know. “I bet I’m the talk of the party.”
“They’re envious,” Xana chuckled. “Bearers are precious. They serve a noble purpose.”
“They are fucked until their bellies burst, and you’re all a bunch of perverts,” the human spat back, annoyed.
“But,” Xana continued, like he hadn’t just been interrupted, “bearers are not usually the recipients of public displays of affection.”
“Really?” Riordan’s voice was dry like the desert. “Was that affection, you say?”
“Even if you’re dense like this, the others know what that means.”
“Enlighten me. What does making me look like a used up whore mean?”
“It means that I like you, Riordan. I like you a lot.”
“Your logic is fucked up.”
“It’s different than yours, and humans who have spent enough time here know what that means. That’s all you have to know, too. I claimed you as mine in public.”
“Lucky me,” Riordan murmured and let his head cradled slowly by Xana’s hand.
The other was at his ass, kneading his buttocks.
“I’m spent, Xana,” he said. “Could we, like do it again another time?”
“Weren’t you the one who wanted the match to happen faster? That’s the surest way to make it so.”
“Yeah, I gathered that much,” Riordan replied. “But the thing is that I cannot anymore. Please,” he added, after hesitating for a moment.
“You don’t have to do anything, you know,” Xana ignored his pleading and began probing his back door again.