Page 10 of Abducting the Alien

August couldn’t wait any longer, gently moving Clay’s hands to the sheets. The first touch of his tongue against Clay’s slit was electric, for both of them. He licked a wide stripe across the center, moaning as Clay dripped more slick, covering August’s chin.

Spreading Clay’s legs wider, August’s hands stroked the inside of his thighs as his lips worked the seam gently. Clay’s anatomy wasn’t like anything human—there were no balls, no cock, no clit—just a warm pocket he was desperate to sink into, and he hoped he was doing a good enough job that Clay would let him.

Clay’s hips bucked up when August dipped his tongue inside. “Oh.”

The walls of Clay’s pocket were lined with ridges, and the more attention August paid to them, the more frantic Clay’s moans became.

“Is that good?” August asked, feeling stupid—they sounded like moans of pleasure, but he’d never forgive himself if he’d misunderstood, like with Clay’s scales. “Is that okay?”

Clay purred happily. “It is amazing, please don’t stop.”

Long fingers wrapped around the back of August’s head and pushed, driving August’s tongue deeper inside Clay’s slit. He pulled back and sucked along the upper edge of his seam, moaning as the taste of his slick. There was so much of it, so sweet it made him dizzy.

As he licked and sucked, it was nearly impossible for August to imagine anything other than sinking his cock inside Clay’s slit, pounding into him until he filled him with his cum. But he wanted to make Clay feel good first. He wanted to see if aliens had orgasms, and what alien cum was like.

Clay’s tail unwrapped from his own ankle and found August’s. It climbed higher, stopping in the back of August’s knee and moving up the back of his thigh, stroking over the curve of his ass. The skin of Clay’s tail was velvety like his horns, and hot like the inside of his slit. August stilled, waiting to see what the tail would do next.

“Keep going, Saelun,” Clay said. “Please don’t stop.”

“Sorry—”

August’s tongue dipped inside him fully, stroking the ridges of the walls, flicking them rapidly. Clay’s breathing sped up. His purrs became guttural moans as his tail reached between the crease of August’s ass.

“Oh, fuck,” August moaned. “Your tail is⁠—”

“It moves on its own sometimes,” Clay said, shifting his hips to bring his slit closer to August. “Keep going.”

“Shit,” August said. He shifted his focus back to Clay, suckling at the edges of his slit, but it was so hard. He was frozen in place, out of his mind with lust and need as Clay’s tail wrapped around his balls and pulsed gently. The tip traced the cleft of August’s ass with delicate strokes, teasing every single inch of sensitive skin. His cock, painfully neglected, was dripping against his thighs and onto the sheets. He whimpered and pressed his forehead into Clay’s belly.

“Is it okay? I can tie it back,” Clay said.

“Don’t stop it,” August said, a new level of urgency driving his tongue back inside Clay to lap at the ridges.

The sounds Clay made shifted from deep purrs and moans to something quieter—rhythmic, huffing breaths. As August licked the ridges of Clay’s walls, he felt the edges of his slit pulse around him, squeezing his tongue as Clay cried out.

“Oh, August, I⁠—”

A gush of slick covered August’s chin as Clay’s tail squeezed August’s balls tighter as Clay’s body shook. He kept going until Clay stopped writhing and his breathing steadied.

August lifted his head and smiled. “Wow. That was⁠—”

“Why did you stop?” Clay asked, grabbing onto August’s hair.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I thought you came. Or maybe you can come more than once?” August sat up slightly. “That’d be cool. I wish I could do that.”

Clay didn’t respond, only shoved August’s face into his slit. This time when he dipped his tongue inside, August felt something different. Something firm, growing against his tongue.

Encouraged by further purring, August kept going until a cock emerged from Clay’s slit. It was darker than Clay’s normal skin color, and narrow, with mesh-like skin on the sides, weeping more of the same sweet slick he’d been tasting. August felt it bump against his lips, so he dropped a quick kiss to the head. Clay moaned as August took the whole thing into his mouth.

The texture of his cock was different from a human’s. Velvety, like his tail and horns. Every erogenous area on Clay’s body seemed to have the same texture. August wanted to search for more, see what else was hiding—did he have a hole he could fuck? Would he like that? Could his tail fuck him while August fucked Clay’s slit? The thought had August grinding his cock into the sheets, making a mess of the bed.

Clay’s hands gripped the sheets again, his tail easing up on August’s balls and paying more attention to his crack. The tip pressed into his hole just deep enough to make August thrust hard against the mattress, every stroke of Clay’s tail bringing him closer to coming.

“Oh, Saelun, it’s so good,” Clay said. “Please. I can’t stop—it’s⁠—”

Clay’s slit fluttered around the edges as his cock got hotter before shooting something creamy and sweet into August’s mouth. The same sweet flavor, but concentrated, like too-sweet lemonade. With Clay’s dick still in his mouth, August moaned as the tip of Clay’s tail rubbed circles around his rim, already slick. August’s own orgasm ripped through him, pumping cum onto the bed as he pressed his hips into the mattress.

Through the haze, August heard Clay mutter something like, “Thank you.”