By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM
Artwork (c) 2004 by Roscoe.
"My parents just wanted to give me a name I could feel would be all mine." I said for the umpteenth time to the umpteenth person. "With a last name like Jones, you can use all the help you can get to avoid mistaken identity. What did you mean that we were slaves?"
"They keep us locked up. One of these big fuckers owns me and one of them owns you, at least that's what they claim. You said the guy brought you up here was named Goniph?"
"Gonnar." I corrected.
"Well, this Gonnar guy is the one who owns you." Duncan said. "Maybe he wants to keep you all to his ownself, or maybe he wants to do like the one who brought me up here, and rent you out for whatever he can get." He looked at me. "If you're here, it's good odds that you have done been sold down the river."
"But...but he was only bringing me up for a day or so." I stammered. "After that, I am going back to Earth."
Duncan laughed again. He'd been here for a couple of days and except for visits from horny Star Men, he'd been all alone, he was talkative and in an understandably mean mood. "Honky, get it through your thick skull, or you're going to go down all right, but not to Earth. The guy who brought me up here said he was just going to show me inside the ship. That was the day after they first arrived. Big privilege, huh? I had a camera with me, going to take some pictures and become rich by patenting something I saw and took pictures of." He looked around. "Yeah, right."
My heart sank within me. "But Gonnar doesn't know where I am, I slipped out of his room and went looking around."
"You been here for four hours before you woke up." Duncan said. "Don't you think he knows where you are, and doesn't care? Maybe he even said to put you here."
"I don't know." I said.
"You'll find out for sure soon enough." he said.
"When?" I asked, maybe too eagerly.
"Soon as he sells a piece of your butt to one of his buddies. They got a pimpmaster comes around and shows you off. They argue, and if they agree, they punch a few buttons on a handheld gizmo and then the pimpmaster lets the man in and you're his pussy. So soon as your first piece of ass gets sold off, you'll know."
"So what do we do?" I asked him.
"You, I don't know about." Duncan said. "But the guy around the corner thatway" he pointed, "he got bought by someone, they took him off, and he's been back on one of those leashes they use. I figure if I got to belong to someone, I'll belong to someone who doesn't want to sell my butt to anybody with the right price. So when someone comes along, I'm going to act like an eager puppy and hope they decide to adopt me."
His crude assessment made more sense after a while, than it did just when I heard it. I was at first rather offended at this...shouldn't a black man be more reluctant to be treated as a slave?...but upon longer reflection after, it made sense. If he was being moved around ship, his chances of escaping increased.
"Okay," I agreed after a few minutes' silence on my part, he continued along in the vein you've been listening to, how he was going to show the next Star Man some of the best fucking tricks (and he did mean "fucking" tricks) he could and then hug and kiss that big stud until he fell madly in love with Duncan.
Two Star Men came along and Duncan jumped up. "Better get up, white boy." he said to me in an almost kindly tone. "It's showtime. They might take you and me as a matched pair or something."
That barrier between us and the Star Men was odd. I had put my hand up to it gingerly, it was a field of some sort, but it was like touching solid air, there was a tingle to it, but it was nothing worse than leaning up against a vibrating object, say, an old dryer as it turned unevenly. You could put up with it as long as you felt like, but it wasn't particularly pleasant.
Duncan stood provocatively before the two men, and from his actions I saw which was the pimpmaster and which the john, because Duncan was right in front of one of them. His hips were jutted forward, and I realized after a time he had pushed his cock up against the barrier and let the vibrations help him get a big hard-on. I guess I should have done the same, but I was still hoping Gonnar might come along and set everything straight. Even in the days of slavery, some people opposed it, and Gonnar was a friend of mine...right? Right?
The pimpmaster (I didn't have any other name for him than the one Duncan had assigned him) gestured me forward and I obeyed, and at further gestures, stood up next to Duncan.
"Looks like he wants a choco-vanilla sandwich." Duncan judged. He then reached over and caught hold of my cock, pumped at it, while he grinned lewdly at the prospective john.
I thought about pushing his hand away, but hell, Duncan had some days' more experience with this, maybe he knew the right thing to do after all. I think it's a sign of my desperation that I was willing to play along to a lead like that! But Duncan had had time to think things through, I'd been at this less than a couple of conscious hours as the Star Men's prisoner and sex slave in their Earthman whorehouse.
"Come on, Gemini, grab hold of mine, too." Duncan hissed at me. "Got to give this guy a show or we get passed up. Never know which one's going to be the one gets us out of here."
At that I obeyed, clutching Duncan's hard prong and stroking it for him. I didn't feel that sexual, but my cock wasn't as fussy, I had a decent enough erection going. At least Duncan wasn't playing with a limp flap of white man's dong here.
This had the apparently desirable effect, the pimpmaster and the john argued briefly, then the pimpmaster pulled out a thing that was the dimensions of a credit card, but the longest length was about fourteen inches across, and he held it like you or I would hold a piece of writing-paper sized cardboard we wanted to point at to someone else.
"We got ourselves a trick." Duncan said with some satisfaction. "I think he done bought a go with both of us. You just play along with me and we may both get a ticket out of here."
"You got it." I said. I wasn't eager, but I was ready to do what it took, I'd spent the last hour or so not only talking to Duncan, but listening to the screams of Earth men being violated, not always gently. At worst, my own policy about "cooperating with the inevitable" said that I'd better be willing and try to get into whatever was about to happen next. If nothing else, it helped keep it from hurting so much.
The "john" did something to the tablet-like thing the pimpmaster held and then they both walked away.
"They'll be back in just a minute or two." Duncan said. "Okay, you and me are going to service this guy in every way we can think of. Don't ever just stand back while he works on me or I work on him, you do something with him all the time, okay?"
"I will if you will."
"You damned right I will." Duncan said firmly. "He's got to want to BUY us."
"Just tell me what to do and I'll do it."
"Do anything he wants and do it good as you can." Duncan said. "And laugh and moan like you love it. You got me? You'd better not fuck this up, or I'll hurt you myself when he's gone."
Like that was going to make me enjoy this more!
The trick came back and he was naked and alone.
"You and me got to step to the back of the cell." Duncan said. "Rushing them won't help. I done tried that. They got to let us out them ownselves."
So I stepped with him to the back of the cell, which put us about fifteen feet away from the field, and the trick did something to the wall beside the cell, and the field kind of irised open and he stepped through the field, and it closed after him.
"Come on, Gemini, it's time to get down and nasty." Duncan said. "You want to chow on that dick first, or shall I?"
"Both of you." the Star Man said.
"Thank God!" was Duncan's only comment. "We finally got one who speaks English!"
"English!" I gushed. "My name is Gemini Jones and I came up here with Gonnar, do you know who he is?"
Duncan was at the Star Man's crotch and he grabbed hold of the man's huge erection and said, "Damn it, I told you not to screw this up!" And then he took the Star Man's dong into his mouth and began to suck on it lustily, making pig-like noises of appreciation and enjoyment.
"Do you know who Gonnar is?"
"I do not know Gonnar." the man said. "My name is Pennik. I pay for you. Both of you, one time, with me."
"You hear him, get your butt over here and help me!" Duncan growled.
"Sure, sure." I said. "But if you can get word to Gonnar, let him know I'm here, I was wandering about the ship and got lost and then captured and they put me here. I don't know if he knows where I am."
"I pay for both of you." Pennik said.
"Get over here, Gemini Jive-ass, or you're going to be dead." Duncan threatened. It sounded odd, the moist slurp as he let go of that huge prick, then the growl of the threat, and then the slorping plop as he stuck the cock back into his mouth. Being threatened by a man in the midst of giving a blowjob was a new one on me.
But it seemed I'd get little or no help from this Pennik guy, so best to go with Duncan's plan. I walked over and when I got close, Pennik's hand grabbed hold of my cock. It was limp as you'd expect, but his thick fingers were caressing my balls not very gently, it was get a hard-on or get mauled and my cock was sensible enough to give him something else to play with. I winced still as his grip was anything but gentle, but he seemed to take an inordinate pride in that, the size of my cock.
"This is little one." Pennik said. "Tiny little dick on tiny little man."
He must have learned English from the same bottle of pills that Gonnar had! Or maybe even from the same world, the stilted language that spoke not of ignorance, but of sentence structures foreign to ours. Words like "A" and "The" are small things and when you think about it, we don't really need them, but we miss them when they are not present in our sentences. Gonnar left them out easily, though used them when he took the trouble, and he used words in our interviews that meant Gonnar wasn't stupid at all or ignorant of our language...he just didn't think to use the words exactly right. Pennik was more of the same.
Pennik's skin was duskier than Gonnar's, more like Wernby's, a shade that was browner than Gonnar's (or mine, for that matter) but it seemed to shade more to gray than anything else, it he had been even darker-skinned, he wouldn't have been the color of Duncan, just darker in a different way.
Okay, so I had to get Pennik to fall madly in love with me, in hopes he would buy my way out of this whorehouse, and Pennik had a death-grip on my prick while he was being sucked by Duncan loudly, noisily, appreciatively. If I'd been Pennik and could only buy one of us, I'd've taken Duncan!
Time to rectify that. But how? I shifted around to Pennik's side and that didn't stop him from hanging onto my prick, which was now at full staff, and Pennik began to simper as he jerked on me. His first taste of Earthman, unless I missed my guess! Well, time to turn this big stud on if I could, I licked my fingers and reached for those rounded orbs of his buttocks, planning to hit that round, brown junction between. I bet I could send my entire hand into him and it'd be like having a finger or two inside an Earth Man's ass, pleasant but not painful.
My plan got as far as wiping my spit onto one buttock, and then Pennik said, "Ah, hah, tiny little dick ready now." and his hand left my prod, slid under and between my legs and for a moment I thought he planned to stick his finger up my own bum! Dry, no less! How the hell would I enjoy that?
But Pennik only grabbed hold and hefted me up like that! The Star Men were so much stronger than us, stronger even by comparison to their size, that he didn't have any problem at all, his one hand was enough to hoist me up into the air, my buttock in his palm like I was sitting on a bicycle seat! He was able to lift me right on up and I found myself splayed against the wall with my back, and my head bumping the too-high ceiling, and... "Oh, my God!" I gasped, when Pennik's tongue licked up the side of my cock!
I looked down best as I could from this precarious perch and Duncan was still working Pennik's pud, and I think he was feeling a certain jealousy here, for he was doing the work and I was sitting at my ease, as it were, while Pennik's tongue lapped at my dong like it was a candy stick.
Duncan let go of Pennik's cock and I saw him skitter around to the back and then his face drove in between Pennik's buttocks and he must have tongued Pennik's asshole for Pennik moaned and licked at me the harder.
I slipped from the bicycle seat of Pennik's hand as he shifted it, and I struck out with one leg which impacted Pennik's thigh, and that and the wall gave me just enough to hold as I was, though I was balanced like a high-wire act, the slightest move on my part would send me falling in an ignominious heap onto the floor.
And then I felt Pennik's finger at my ass. God, he was going to shove that dry thing up my butt! I felt the fingertip like a cockhead, an Earthman sized cockhead, and I could only grunt and hope my latest sexual experiences had taught me to relax enough to take it!
Anything for the story, I told myself. I had been willing to take Gonnar's prick up my butt for the story, why not a smaller finger? I tried to relax and let it happen. Even managed a few grunts as close to "I love it!" as I could get.
And Pennik hefted me and I ended up sitting on his shoulders, my legs over his back, my cock in his face, and he was sucking me now! I groaned now in honest pleasure and looked down, seeing this large face with the lips pursed up almost into a kiss-shaped so they could milk my dong, and I moaned.
Pennik was moaning, too, and I looked down and saw Duncan slurping on his prick again. I wondered what Duncan would think if one of them were bought and it was me instead of him!
Duncan wasn't just sucking Pennik, he was greasing it up. I wondered if he would climb Pennik like a tree and park his dark brown buns over Pennik's prick and then plunge down onto it. I saw the three of us like that, with me being sucked and Duncan just below me, the two of us sharing this big stud, maybe Duncan eating out my own ass which would have been about the area of his own face.
But Duncan had his own scheme and he revealed it now. "Come on, big man, lower that sweet white ass down here and I'll guide it in for you."
"What?" I yelped! "No, damn it, I just had surgery on my ass!"
"It looks fine to me from down here." Duncan said, though I doubt he really looked at me.
My only salvation thought was Pennik, for he did lower me down to the floor to stand beside Duncan and he said, "The two of you, together."
"Okay, we're together."
"No, both of you, push together."
Bewildered, we hugged, though there was no affection in me for Duncan after that little revelation.
"No, no, like this!" And Pennik pushed at us, until he got us into position.
His plan was to suck both of us at once, and with our cocks pressed together, he plunged his huge head between us and only by me and Duncan both leaning backwards at a bow-shaped angle could we let him do what he wanted. I had to push with my hands at the small of my back to keep in place and Duncan was doing the same.
"Oh, yeah, suck that big black dong of mine." He said. "That's the way, big man, give it some loving, oh, yeah, uh, uh!" His eyes fastened on mine and he gestured, clear as day, now you do it, turn this guy on!
So I chimed in, "Yeah, suck us both, two tiny little dicks for you to suck on, tiny little Earth dicks, all yours."
"Yeah, all yours, and you can buy me and take this one home with you."
"Both of us." I added.
"Whatever." Duncan said. "Take them home with you and you can do this all the time, not just now and then, wouldn't you love to have a little Earthman on a leash to walk around like your friends."
The thought of me and Duncan on those leashes, like a pair of mismatched dogs, hit me with a clarity I had missed in my earlier wanderings loose aboard ship. Those Star Men owned the Earth Men, that was why none of them smiled, then what did they plan for the rest of Earth? Would they expect to keep it a dark secret, this capture of us. They didn't seem to even factor in the need to hide their enslavement of citizens of the many nations of Earth. What sort of peaceful mission was this? Even forgiving them for their high sex drives and peremptory ways, this was beyond anything you'd do to a potential ally.
But it was what you'd do to a planet you planned to take over entirely. Like an island back in the old colonial days, the ships coming and claiming the islands already inhabited, turning the natives into slaves to farm the fields from the lands they stole from those same natives, the arrogance that the white man was better than the brown or the black...that was where we had seen this attitude before!
No wonder the ancient Titans had engaged in war! Maybe Earth had been a slave planet before, and the battle had been to win our freedom! I still didn't know enough, and any reporter knows to suspend his opinion until he gets all the facts in. For now....
For now, I was with Duncan, we needed to be out of this cell and preferably in a private owner's quarters. Even if we couldn't escape, we'd learn more from such a situation than we'd learn from being their half-hour sex jaunts!
So first order of business was to get into the blowjob I was gettting. If Pennik loved to suck smaller cocks, if he relished the thought of the smaller size of Earthmen, I'd give it all I had!
Like I said, after reflection, Duncan had the right idea!
So I moaned and thrust my hips as did Duncan and we strove to outshine each other, making Pennik feel like the best cocksucker in creation. Both our cocks fit into his oversized mouth easily, he was able to suck us without straining or losing his grip, his motions were smooth and regular and Duncan's foreskin was helping mine to rise up and down my shaft, I looked into Duncan's dark face and his expression was one of lust and passion, and it mirrored the one on my own.
When the finger returned to my ass, I didn't even fight it, and I heard Duncan gasp and knew that Pennik's other hand had found his butthole. Pennik began to shove his index finger into my asshole, and this time I didn't even resist it, the pleasure on my cock was enough to help my sphincter relax and let him into me.
Soon, he had the full length of his finger inside my ass and he was finger-fucking both of us, while he sucked both of us, and when Duncan moaned, "Oh, holy hell, I'm going to shoot, I'm going to shoot! Oh, oh, YEAH, YEAH, UH, MOTHERFUCKER, UH, UH, HUH, GNNNHHHH!"
And I felt the pulses of Duncan's cock as he squirted into Pennik's mouth and I felt the hot jizz boil around my cock as Pennik kept sucking, and it was a feeling I'd never felt before then (but not one to miss if you can manage it!) and I groaned and said, "Oh, now me, I'm coming, too, I'm coming, uh, UH, HUH-UHHHNNNNNKKKKKHHH!"
My climax exploded in my brain and I rode it with my hips thrusting as best I could and Pennik sucked me and drained me without half trying, his massive maw more than equal to the task of swallowing two loads at once, and when he had himself a pair of sexually drained Earthmen, I figured he was done.
But instead, he kept his fingers firmly imbedded in our asses, crooking his finger so that we were hooked, like two six-packs of soda-pop dangling from his fingers by the loop of our assholes, and he got around and he said, "Now, both of you, you suck mine now, yes?"
"Oh, God, oh, man!" Duncan groaned. "I just want to lie down!"
"Me, too." I moaned. "But it's your money, Pennik, you paid for us and you get us any way you like."
"You can buy more of us than this, too." Duncan urged him.
"Both of you, suck mine now!"
What Pennik wanted wasn't a true blowjob, he wanted Duncan's lips and mine pressed against his shaft on either side, and then we were to move our heads back and forth and he was milked by Duncan and me like that. For quite some time, in fact, Duncan and I had to work him in tandem, and he seemed to want to do this all afternoon, and Duncan was muttering under his breath as he kept up with me. I couldn't understand him and I don't think he wanted me to understand him, which is just as well, I caught a couple of words and none of them said that he thought Pennik was a nice guy!
Finally, Pennik began to moan the way he was supposed to, and Duncan sped up and I had to in order to keep up with him, and Pennik moaned and when he came, he ejaculated his sperm all over both our faces and shoulders and arms, and Duncan cursed and kept on working him.
Pennik grabbed our heads when he was done and we tried to stop, he made us keep it up until every last erg of orgasm was milked out of his dong, and when he finally, finally, let us rest, I was wiped out.
Pennik stood up and called out, and I realized he was leaving. "You'll tell Gonnar I'm here, please?" I begged him.
Pennik looked at me like I was a complete stranger to him. "Tell Gonnar I'm here." I insisted. "He's my friend. Maybe he'll even give you a reward for finding me!"
Pennik was let out and Duncan said with some sympathy. "Well, maybe Gonnar will after all. It's a sure flying fuck that Pennik is going to buy either one of us. If Gonnar comes to get you, will you ask him to buy me, too?"
"Sure." I said. "Maybe he'll bail both of us out."
"Maybe." Duncan said with a sigh. "Well, you'd better rest up." And Duncan worked his jaw like a loose door hinge. "I don't think I can talk more now, anyhow."
I felt my own jaw. "I know what you mean."
"Next customer will be along in a couple more hours." Duncan said. "They come for me about every four or five hours. Maybe the next one will buy us."
"Maybe." I said. And like a puppy dog in a pet store window, I sat and waited for the next one to walk along, ready to wag my tail and pant eagerly. But even then, one thought remained in the back of my mind, niggling, waiting for me to answer it.
Why DID the Star Men come to Earth?
Until I could answer that, I wasn't that ready to return to Earth after all!
