Ninety Points

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III: Duality

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Davi was bored.

He was also lonely.

Every day he felt like the ship was becoming more and more.. well, gay. He was starting to think he was the only straight man on the whole damn ship, and while that should mean he'd have a monopoly of the ladies, the ladies were about as interested in him as a piece of shit on their dainty little toes. Most of them had probably gone gay themselves by now, thanks to all the homos, leaving him with nothing but his hand.

His hand had begun to grow tired of him, too.

What hurt the most was that his prime interest, a sexy little ex-pirate vixen called Vatix, spent most of her time ogling and sighing over that damned old geezer with the stupid antennae and the stupid voice. The one that had a fetish for smaller guys that looked kinda like kids, or at least that's what it looked like to him - Crim or Crip or whatever. He wanted to grab her by the shoulders, shake her, and scream "HE'S GAY" at the top of his lungs into her antennae.. and he doubted she'd listen even if he did.

His antennae twitched in annoyance, slumping back further in his chair as he listened to the homos babble on - apparently there was some kid going around fucking people for points, according to that guard guy over there. He was damn sure the kid was just after dicks considering how the man sounded talking about him.. like he'd jizzed in his pants a bit there. Davi shuddered, trying to force the image out of his mind. Big buff dude, drooling over little boy ass, ew.

Trying to tune them out, he picked up the latest issue of PlayVortian and stared intently at the gratuitous amounts of breasts, bold red eyes narrowing in concentration. He stared until he thought the tits were starting to speak to him - "Grab me, baby" or "Hay there, big boy" being two prime candidates for his libido-driven lunacy - then began to stare at the not-so-gratuitous amounts of ladyparts. Those didn't talk, but they didn't have to.

Then he wondered if he ought to be locked up in the loony bin for that.. at least there were no gays there. It was a mental disease, right? They'd have cured it in there.

He wasn't really interested in finding out, just in case.

.. though if they had hot nurses taking care of the crazies..

.. big tits straining against a tiny white uniform top with a deep scoop in the neck and a generous amount of cleavage.. skirt cut real high so you can see her panties if she's wearing any.. thick, shapely thighs and tight, round ass tapering to dainty feet, pointed in heels that could kill a man.. wide, sensuous eyes that spoke of many naughty things to be done to her "patient"...

"Hello, white padded rooms and straitjackets," He purred aloud, feeling a familar strain in the crotch of his pants, but at the moment he could care less, lost in his fantasy..

Then he remembered he was in a den of homos, and his proud stallion immediately became a whipped nag, accompanied by a frustrated sigh and more intent staring in hopes of hearing little voices so he could report his insanity and be sent to the place with the hot nurses. Little did he know, a certain little homo had caught sight of that bulge before it was gone, and was considering jumping him for those ten points right there, in public, nevermind that he was straight.

After a long while of staring, his eyes started to hurt. He chanced a glance up at the other advisors to see if they actually had anything to do today - considering one was mindlessly cleaning his station, one was dead asleep in his station, one was watching the first with big goo-goo eyes, and the last was probably being fucked blind by their gay Tallest, probably not - and so he grunted and got up, stretching and scratching at his side before plodding off to go take a shower. He needed one, badly.

Maybe he could try out that new body wash that claimed to make him "irresistible to women". Add some cologne of the same brand, and the hotties would be drowning him in boobs.

As he stripped, revealing a lean but somewhat toned body - no ab definition to speak of, yet, he was working on that - and turned the water to its hottest that didn't scald your flesh off, he had the oddest feeling that someone was watching him. Impossible, since the door was closed and locked as he'd been doing for the past few years as soon as he'd found out what a pit of homosexuality this place was. But he couldn't shake it, so he tried to ignore it in favor of his hot nurse fantasy, stepping into the shower and letting the hot water rush over him, melting his headache away.

He turned away from the showerhead to pick up the aforementioned body wash, eyes slowly opening from their momentary Zen-like state.

And found two big pink eyes staring up at him, belonging to a naked smaller that was decidedly NOT a hot nurse, or in fact female at all.

"What the-- how-- how the hell did you get in here?!" He cried out, quickly backing away from the little homo as though the kid was radiating some kind of disease, his own eyes wide and horrified. "I locked the fucking door!"

A wry smile tugged at his little girly lips, and one hand held up what appeared to be a master key. "I knew this'd come in handy one day."

Davi growled, pinning himself back against the wall of the shower to protect his ass, hands moving in between his crotch and the boy. He could just smash the little queer's head in - he wasn't that big, didn't look like it would take more than a cardboard tube to snap his little neck. The other started to approach him, and he promptly kicked him away, hard, little body slamming into the other side of the tub.. unmoving.

Served him right. Sneaking up on him in the shower, aiming to rape him no doubt--

The boy groaned and stirred, staggering up onto his feet, feminine features contorted in pain. Davi growled again, and this time the kid quailed, whimpering, obviously anticipating another kick, quite the stroke to the addled straight man's ego. "Don't you come near me, you stupid little queer, or I'll kick your face in!" He snarled, and Cade could easily imagine this considering the throbbing pain in his gut and spine.

.. but points were points..

He made as if to step out of the shower and concede defeat, slumping forward like a wounded puppy and everything, inwardly steeling himself.. the moment he saw the other man relax through the corner of his eye, he suddenly leapt up, slamming him back up against the wall as he latched on tight, trapping his bewildered lips in a hot, passionate kiss in hopes of disarming him further. It almost worked, except Davi could feel the other's little member pressing up against his stomach, and he struggled to push the kid off, pulling their lips apart long enough to cry out: "I'm not gay, dammit!"

To which Cade snarled: "Then pretend I've got boobs or something!" before trapping his lips again, angling his ass right above the straight man's dick. He wasn't entirely sure how to get it into himself with both arms dedicated to clinging tightly to his unwilling victim, so he just kissed him as sensually and passionately as he could, tongue snaking into his mouth at the risk of being bitten off..

.. the kid was a pretty damn good kisser..

Davi growled and flipped them over so he was trapping the queer against the wall of the shower, pressing hard against him to smush him into the wall, his aim only being pain rather than what the kid was aiming for, and judging by the other's whimpers muffled by his own mouth, he was doing a good job of hurting the little bastard. He couldn't get their mouths apart again like this, though, and so he just snapped and bit at him, causing more helpless whimpering.

Despite the pain and lack of space to move freely, Cade forced a hand down between his own legs to the man's cock, still limp, grabbing it and stroking it and hoping the other wouldn't break his arm or neck before he could get it to rise. A larger hand did grip his wrist, but not before the member stirred under those soft, feminine fingers, causing its owner to groan, and the grip relaxed long enough for the boy to ease that dick inside himself.. not quite as big as the others, but still pretty filling all the same, and after a bit more wriggling, he managed to take him in all the way to the base, tip pressing up against that little nub of pleasure, poor abused thing.

Meanwhile his victim wasn't sure what the hell to think. He wasn't gay. That was an ass his cock was trapped in, belonging to another dude; he could still feel the kid's smaller cock pressing against him, not letting him forget it was there.

He should be horrified, and in fact he was.. but at the same time, it was horribly erotic, such a tight fit, accompanied by that kiss.. he could taste blood in the kiss; he'd torn the kid's lip open, and yet he was still trying to kiss him as though they were lovers.. his mind was numb, and his eyes closed, wondering if it would be any better that way.. strangely enough he couldn't imagine this guy as a girl, no matter how hard he tried, and not just because he knew that little dick was pressed up against his stomach.

The boy's body was trembling against his, around his dick.. he was pretty sure the other thought he was going to kill him for this, and had it not felt so good, he probably would have.. slowly, hesitantly, he pulled back, then thrusted up into that little hole, and they echoed each other with groans, the little body trembling a bit harder against him as the small hand he'd felt on his dick moved up to trail along his antennae - something not even a girl had done to him yet, causing him to shiver and muffle another groan in that little mouth.

Another, more confident thrust, then another, until he'd established a rhythm, a lot more sensual and powerful in his thrusts than he'd been to any girl. Hell, he could take this as practice on the next female that actually wanted him..

..but did he want the next female that wanted him after this?

Davi's numbed mind was easily riddled in doubt and confusion, his body paying no attention to it as he pulled back some so that the kid wasn't crushed against the wall anymore, hands automatically gripping his thighs as he thrusted into him, bringing them close in a very different way, his back to the shower head with the full force of the water pounding against his head, his back.. his ass.. he felt that little dick rubbing up and down along his stomach, and found he wasn't at all disgusted by the sensation, at least not while those little fingers rubbed and stroked and-- and licked?

A hot, wet, little tongue on his antennae, pulling them down into the mouth he'd thought he'd had trapped against his own. He shuddered violently, thrusting a bit faster and harder into the boy as either punishment or repayment for the sensation, his own tongue falling to lap at the soft skin of his neck and collarbone, earning a soft whimper around his own antennae. Pleasure swarmed his body in a way no one else had done in years, his thrusts becoming even more frenzied. He jerked his antennae away to trap the boy's mouth in a hot, passionate kiss of his own, pressing him closer against himself so that the little dick rubbed up against both their bodies, not just his own..

The pleasure overwhelmed him, and exploded into that little ass in a flood of hot, sticky cum as he muffled the resulting cry in the boy's mouth, and a moment later an echoing cry was sent into his own mouth as a spray of hot liquid splattered his stomach and chest, contrasting against the now-cold shower water, and he thrusted a few more times into him before just letting the boy sit there on his dick, slumping against the wall of the shower as a hand limply moved over to turn the water off.

"Y-you.. can open your eyes now, sir.." The boy murmured against his lips, a soft, feminine voice, and Davi realized he'd been doing the entire thing in the dark, letting his lids slowly drift open, eyes unreadable as they regarded the other's large pink ones so close to his face. The kid's antennae flattened against his head, the big pink eyes filled with unsureness and terror - 'here comes the killing blow', they said, 'he's going to snap my neck or smash my face in for doing this to him, oh gods I don't want to die' -

Davi promptly kissed him, on the mouth, utterly disarming him of these thoughts and any thoughts in general. Both their faces flushed hot with blood at this abrupt assault, but it was the so-called straight man that kept his eyes open, watching the boy carefully as he melted into that kiss. Then he pulled away, easing him off his dick and for the moment, just held him up against himself, as though he couldn't believe that was real.

"Well, you're not a hot nurse," He remarked. "Or a playboy supermodel. Or even a girl. But since that was so damned amazing.. I'll let it slide."

Cade blinked, then chanced a kiss of his own, quick and sweet just in case the other was still in a murdering mood. "Thank you, sir." Wriggling a bit against him and biting back a whimper at the renewed jolt of pleasure. "Now, um.. if you could let me down.. I don't have much time left.."

The grip tightened, pressing up against what was sure to be a bruise later, and he stifled a very different kind of whimper.

"Not 'til you tell me why you decided to jump ME of all people - you know I ain't gay, or I'd be in some gay orgy with the rest of the faggots on this ship. Didja want to turn me gay or somethin'?" His homophobia came crawling back despite the evidence of his recent homosexuality lying helplessly in his arms. "Or are you just that desperate that you'd pick on the straight man?"

The boy murmured something, unintelligible.

Davi growled. "What was that?"

"Advisor. Ten points. Didn't matter if you were straight, sir."

At that, he promptly dropped the kid on his sensitive little ass, glowering down at him - feeling hurt by the statement, strangely enough. As though he'd hoped his first venture into the dark side would be meaningful and loving and all that shit. "You mean to tell me you were just using me for some kinda stupid point game..?"

Cade whimpered, but nodded, curling up on the floor with his eyes squinched tight in anticipation of more pain. "I-I'm sorry, sir.. I just.. I saw you bulgin' and I didn't think beyond ridin' it.. I need all the points I can get, sir.." His voice grew small and terrified, little body starting to tremble again. "Please don't kill me, sir.. I really am sorry.."

Davi's antennae flattened. Now he was feeling sorry for the queer, too. After this he'd have to go wrestle a bear or something to get his manliness back.

"Like I said. M'lettin' it slide. Now get your ass outta here before some other homo finds out the door's unlocked."

He turned away from him after he'd said it so he wouldn't have to look at that pitiful little guilt-inducing face, and after a long while, he heard soft little footsteps carefully padding out of the room, leaving him alone with his questionable sexuality.

Did this make him bisexual? Homosexual? Bi-curious?

Perhaps the last one.. he found himself craving another tight little hole to cram himself into.. though unfortunately he wanted that kid's hole in particular..

"Goddamn it."

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His body shook as he walked down the hallway, aching all over, smelling faintly of manly body wash. That had not been a good idea. Not at all. And here he'd been thinking of trying Crim next. If that straight guy had hurt him this much, he didn't want to think of what the taller, older man could do.

"Lessee.. thirty-five.. then five.. then ten.." He murmured, frowning slightly to calculate the numbers. "That makes fifty. Forty left, and gods only know how much time left."

Something was moving behind him, but it was quiet, and he ended up talking over it. It stayed in time with his footsteps, stopped when he stopped, and steadily grew closer the longer the boy walked. His antennae twitched, a chill rolling up his spine. Who the hell would be stalking him like this? Was it Fox? He could easily imagine the man's grinning face hovering overhead, and his antennae flattened, eyes narrowing slightly. He wasn't going to put up with THIS bullshit, no sirree.

He promptly stopped and whirled around to face his stalker. "Look, you--"

His complaint was cut short as he not only realized that that wasn't Fox, but that the other had snapped a hand over his mouth, and the other hand soon gripped his shirt to yank him up into the air. He thrashed against both, but it was useless, and he then found himself pinned against the wall in a janitor's closet, only lit through the slits in the top of the door. His captor was grinning much like Fox, but with an insane tinge, dark green eyes staring intently into his own as though they could see his soul.

This couldn't possibly be the same man - the one he'd given a blowjob earlier had been weaker, nervous.. this one.. it was the same eyes, but the message wasn't "please don't rape me but I won't stop you if you do" it was "you have no idea just what I could do to you". It scared him and thrilled him at the same time, more on the side of fear.

"The Other wanted to thank you," The other purred, and even his voice was different. "But Nexus told him he could have his turn later. Nexy wanted the little guard first."

Cade managed a soft whimper against the hand, and it moved away.. to violently tear off first his shirt, then his shorts, leaving him exposed once more and not entirely welcoming to the feeling. Those fingers moved along his body, touching every inch of his skin with a mixture of roughness and slow sensuality that made him shiver, his little member slowly standing up the closer the touch moved to it, causing his captor to chuckle, a dark and rather cold sound.

The touches paused as one hand moved off his body, and he felt something encircling his arms, constricting around them and pinning them tightly to his body. Damn, this one likes bondage. He'd never liked bondage. Whatever it was tightened a bit more, causing him to struggle to breathe, and the other hand moved off his body so he hung there, probably tied to the ceiling like this, shuddering as he swung slightly from side to side.

His mouth was trapped in a hot rapist's kiss, the other's tongue pushing deep inside his mouth, and the moment he started trying to press into it, the mouth moved down to his neck, then between the whatever it was - rope? cord? dead whale penii? - to lap at his chest and down his stomach, and then he felt the tongue tease at the tip of his stiff member, causing him to groan and arch his back slightly into it as he felt it moving down his length, and then the tongue moved away to make way for the mouth it belonged to, pulling him all the way in, sucking him hard and slow.

He'd thought the man was going to hurt him.. this was amazing... much better than Fox's assault of earlier..

Wide hands gripped his thighs, and the other started sucking faster and harder, growling around his small length, and he shuddered hard at the added sensation, squirming in his bonds to try and pull him closer with his legs.. he wanted to feel that tongue all over him and in him.. it was sheer bliss..

Suddenly the mouth and hands pulled away, and he heard the faint sound of a zipper being unzipped. The material around him was tightened a bit more, enough to hurt quite a bit, and his chest heaved as he tried to take in a full breath, expending it on a soft whimper, only to have something shoved in his mouth and tied tightly around his head to keep him quiet. Barely any oxygen was coming in through the material, and panic flooded his mind next to the pain. Even more pain soared through his body as he felt something hot and thick being shoved deep inside of him..

Ordinarily he would have loved the feeling of that much dick inside of him.. but it was so sudden.. and then his legs were suddenly slammed together and bound tight around the other's waist, feeling that dick pressing against his asscheeks as well as his walls from the movement, hot and hard against the sensitive flesh. He squirmed again, struggling fruitlessly against the new bonds, then his shallow breath was expended in another, more pained whimper as the dick started moving, thrusting hard, deep, and fast.

"Such a naughty boy.. catching him off guard.." He heard against his neck, and he felt the tongue on the skin there, accompanied by some harsh nipping. "While Nexus enjoyed it.. he doesn't appreciate being caught off guard.. he could easily break the naughty boy in half, and use his little squeedlyspooch for fucking when he's lonely.. but instead he'll just teach him some manners.."

Cade mewed breathlessly, struggling harder against his bonds. He was beginning to feel lightheaded, and the dick pounding into him felt like it was hollowing him out - he might have started bleeding, he didn't know, but it hurt, almost as much as his three hour romp with Purple in heat. It started pounding harder and faster and he had to stifle a scream, tears pushing their way out of his eyes as they squinched shut, pain rocketing throughout his little body, and he felt the bonds around his chest and arms tightening even further, squishing his ribs closer together, and he realized he couldn't breathe at all.. the ones on his legs followed suit, making the thrusts more painful..

Time slowed, every second without air felt like hours..

Then he felt a hot burst of liquid exploding inside his sore little ass, and all at once the pressure of the bonds was lifted, leaving him suspended on the other's cock alone. It wasn't softening this time, it was still thick and hard and painful, and he wondered if this was really the end of it..

He offered a weak whimper around the gag, and then that was torn away, replaced by a hot rapist's kiss once more as he was slammed harshly up against the wall, pounded again. Both sensations continued as he was moved to the floor just as mercilessly, then on top of what felt like a crate, his body being slung around as though there were no bones in it - the only constants were the kissing and the thrusts, and then as the positions kept changing, just the thrusts, and he desperately tried to get the kissing back--

Another hot burst, then the dick finally pulled out of him, a wide hand stroking roughly at his member, pleasure rolling uneasily through his aching little body. As it stroked, the other tied him up again - this time hog-tied, with his ass wide open for punishment, and when he felt fit to burst, the door was suddenly slammed open and he was tossed out into the hall, helpless, naked and bound.

Just as a pack of guards was passing by..