“I have not been on Earth long, but I feel like I am right in believing that humans are very strange. However,” Al said, “on my planet, as long as there is compatibility, there is no taboo in cross-species mating. Besides, my body is a human right now, and you said that it was aesthetically pleasing to you, correct? Like the males on the front of your mating books.”
“I… plead the fifth,” Jude said. His gaze was now trained on the floor.
“What is the fifth and why are you telling it please?”
“Not the time, Al.”
“I don’t—all right, then. If your concern is that I will not enjoy mating with you and that it is only out of obligation, I am promising you that I am certain I would find pleasure in it. You are aesthetically pleasing to me, and you are also very kind. Wait an increment of time, I have an idea.” Without waiting for Jude to respond, Al began to remove his clothes.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, what is happening, what are you doing?” Jude asked in alarm, head popping up to stare as Al yanked the hoodie over his head. Jude squeaked when Al pushed down his pants and kicked them to the side. Fully nude, Al held his two arms out to his sides and looked at Jude expectantly.
“I wondered if maybe you were uncertain about mating because you were not sure what the rest of my human form looked like, so I am showing it to you now. Do you have thoughts?”
“Uh, yeah, bud, I haveseveralthoughts.” Jude’s eyes were wide as saucers, and they kept trailing down the length of Al’s torso before quickly springing back to his face.
“Do you enjoy how my human body appears now that you have seen it? Oh, you have not seen the back of it.” Al turned around to give Jude a good look at his backside. When he turned back around, Jude was red as the light on the traffic control pole had been.
“Maybe I was actually murdered by a meteor,” Jude said in a small, hoarse voice, seemingly talking to himself. “I am dead, and am now in some sort of strange limbo where the hottest man I have ever seen is propositioning me, but if I touch him I’ll be an alien-fucker.”
Al waited, perhaps a bit more impatiently than he usually would have, for Jude to decide his next move. He didn’t say it aloud, but privately Al knew that his intentions were not entirely altruistic. He couldn’t stop thinking about how different the hand touch between him and Jude had been compared to him and Ezra. He wanted to know why, and more than that, he wanted to know if it would happen again.
And honestly? Judewasaesthetically pleasing, and Al wanted to relieve some stress, too.
“You seem uncertain,” Al said quietly. He walked over to stand directly in front of Jude, and because of how low the bed was, this put Jude just about eye-level with Al’s groin. Jude stared right at it, not blinking.
“Your cock,” he whispered in a trembling voice, “ishuge.”
“I used what little knowledge I had to make the conclusion that having a large—‘cock,’ did you say?—is a preferable trait. Is it all right? Was I incorrect?”
“No,” Jude murmured. “No, I’d say you got it just right.” He shifted his legs again, and Al caught sight of the growing bulge in his pants.
“You are aroused,” Al observed, the words coming out huskier than he had intended.
“That is an accurate assessment,” Jude said. His hand twitched in his lap.
“You can touch it,” Al told him. He was going to let Jude decide if he wanted this to happen, but internally he wasbegginghim to take what he was offering.
“Fuck,” Jude swore under his breath. He peered up at Al and met his eyes. Something in Al’s expression must have strengthened his resolve, because he then said, “Screw it. Why not take first contact to the extreme, right? Maybe I’ll get an award for it one day. Jude Adler: First person to meet and subsequently fuck an alien. Not a bad claim to fame, I guess.”
“Jude?” Al asked softly.
“Hm?”
“Do humans usually talk this much when they mate?”
Jude let out a surprised laugh, and it was such a nice sound that Al didn’t mind that he still wasn’t being touched.
“You are a cheeky bitch, you know that?” Jude chided, and before Al could protest—or rather, ask him what that even meant—Jude gripped his thighs, and that same sensation from before erupted inside of him. He could feel Jude’s nerves and apprehension, but it was all overshadowed by so much thunderous and wanton desire that the negative emotions hardly even registered. Blood rushed to his cock immediately, and Jude hummed appreciatively as he hardened.
“Why don’t you let me show you,” Jude said in a sultry tone of voice, “what human tongues are good for.”
That said, he wrapped his lips around Al’s cock and put his tongue to work.
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The wet heat of Jude’s mouth made it feel like lightning was shooting through Al’s veins, and he was nothing short of an electrical storm as Jude took his thick human tongue and licked the length of him, balls to tip, in one long stroke. He encircled Al’s glans, lapping up his precum and moaning at the taste, then sank back down, taking nearly all of Al into his throat.
