Nazbol was home alone and bored out of his
mind. Him and Posadist had been dating for a while now. They had barely been apart since then. He would daydream about him any time he wasn't around.
He decided he was going to give his boyfriend a call. He opened his phone and tapped the contact name, "My bug boy". Posadist answered almost immediately with an excited, nearly desperate tone. "N-N-Nazbol! Hi!" "Hi my beloved bug boy!! I miss you!" Nazbol responded. "I-I miss you too! I-I'm alone i-i-in my house.. Can y-you please come over" "What's wrong Posa? You sound like you're out of breath?" "Just come over, quick." "I'll be right there love!" Nazbol quickly hung up and darted out of the house, worried out of his mind.
It was an agonizingly long drive to Posadist's house. What could be wrong? Is he okay? Is he hurt? A million thoughts went through Nazbol's mind.
When he arrived he stepped out of his car. He rushed to the door and quickly unlocked it. He ran to his room and called out for him. He opened the door and steam rushed out. "Posa?" The tall alien was in bed, curled up, his antenna glowing brightly.
Suddenly Nazbol realized that he was cycling. Posadist had told him that every couple months he would get extremely horny for a little while and he would need his help. His expression changed completely. He walked towards the alien with a lustful look on his face.
"N-N-Nazbol?" Posadist shuttered at the mere mention of his name. "I'm right here Posa, I'll make you feel good my little bug." He slowly pulled off Posadist's pants and then his own. He didn't exactly know what to expect from Posadist's sensitive areas since he was otherworldly. It looked similar to a human female's body. Then multiple tentacle-like limbs shot out from the hole and desperately tried to find some kind of friction.
Nazbol took one and stroked it like you would a penis. Posadist moaned loudly and gripped the bedcovers. One of the tentacles started to stroke Nazbol's cock. He let out a quiet moan and kept stroking the other. "Does that feel good, love?" "YES! NAZBOL YES!" He couldn't help but scream and moan his words. One of the tendrils stroked his face and then stuffed Nazbol's mouth. Nazbol gagged and then quickly adjusted.
After a while of sucking Posadist's tentacle and stroking the others, he came. His cum was a bright orange, glowing, sticky liquid. "N-Nazbol that w-w-was so good!" The tentacles went back inside and Posadist sat up. Nazbol drooled out some of the sticky liquid and smiled. "Anything for you. I love you so much" He slurred his speech. His cock was still rock hard and begging to be touched.
"I love you t-too Nazbol! Are you alright? did they hurt you? they have a kind of m-mind of their own!" "I-Im fine just still hard." He looked down at his still hard cock. "Would y-you like me to help that?" "Y-yes please" Nazbol shuttered as Posadist bent down and started to suck his dick. "FFUCK!" He yelled a number of russian swear words after that. He came hard down Posadist's throat. "Oh my fucking god" he moaned out.
"You wanna go for round 2?" "S-sure!" "I have an idea that uhm.. Ive been meaning to ask about for a while." "W-what is it?" "Uhm so I uhm have a sort of Authority-Control-Please fucking step on me with boots and let me lick them- fetish."
Posadist took a second to respond. "I-I have a pair of boots!" He smiled. Nazbol smirked and got excited. Posadist went to his closet and grabbed a pair of black combat boots. "Sh-Should I go all out with the uniform?" "YES!" Posadist carefully changed into a black and white uniform. "Trakhni menya, you're so hot." Posadist's antennae turned a bright red. "So uhm for a safe word let's just use the color system? red means stop?" "Oh yes! that's okay!" Nazbol was so excited and was already hard at the sight of his boyfriend in uniform.
Posadist went up to him and put his hand under his chin and forced him to look up at him. He smirked "You're going to be a good little slutty boy hm?" "Yes sir." "Good boy. You're going to be a good dirty little human boy for your alien master, alright?" "Yes sir!" "Get on the ground." He commanded and Nazbol followed his orders. He got down on the ground on all fours. Posadist rested his boot on Nazbol's head. Nazbol practically went cross eyed. "Lick it." Posadist demanded. Nazbol hesitantly licked his boot. He slowly got into it and licked it clean. He even spat on it and save it a polish. He pulled away from the boot and Posadist put his foot down. "On your back." Nazbol followed orders with a quiet. "Yes master."
Posadist put his foot onto Nazbol's cock, causing Nazbol to whine. All of his fantasies were coming true. Posadist pressed down on his cock and Nazbol bucked his hips, desperate for any kind of friction. The Tentacles came back out and one of them went into his mouth and the others pinned him down. Nazbol felt as if he was in some kind of hentai. Nazbol sucked on the tentacle as Posadist slowly applied more pressure to his cock, careful not to seriously hurt him. Nazbol moaned out and came onto his boot. The tentacles left his mouth and went to his cock to overstimulate him. Nazbol moaned and squirmed. Posadist was also moaning and the room was heating up again. Posadist came again all over Nazbol's body.
"Fuck Posa, I love you" He layed there on the floor for a little bit. Posadist laid down next to him and smiled. "We should probably shower, and change my bedsheets."
