World of gods

by STrotman   

Your basic “human gets stranded on a planet full of huge, hung aliens” story.

Thank God that the battery in my tablet hadn’t died. For many reasons, the first of which being that I would otherwise have no means of knowing how long I had been stranded on this strangely beautiful world for fourteen months, eight days, four hours. Nor would I have had a means documenting my experiences.

The inhabitants of this world that they call what sounds like N’Trea live in absolute harmony with the ecosystem of their world. Food is caught or harvested by the class called Shwei, which I believe to mean MAN or ALPHA. The Shwei then provide sustenance directly to their mates.

Although I was initially resistant to the idea of being part of an alien family unit, I nearly starved to death and changed my mind. In complete honesty, I had a change of heart—literally—due to the tender and caring behavior of the Shwei who would be my mate, Pol.

It is time for mid-day meal, so I take my leave of the creche where their young are raised communally and walk the circuitous route to our home, a vast cubist construct composed of enormous stone blocks that form pillars and architraves. The weather is perpetually warm, yet mild so roofing is composed of brightly dyed expanses of a resinous, cotton-like textile. Enough to tame the sun and to shun rainfall away from habitation areas. The entire composition of our home, and all others, is huge in scale. Necessary to accommodate the twenty-five-foot-tall bodies of the Shwei class. I am over six feet in height but barely come to the knee of my mate.

A light breeze brings tropical scents to my attention without any of the humidity. Pol, my mate, I know will be in the informal feeding area, along with my co-mate, Erk. Rounding a massive pillar, Pol is across the courtyard, seated in his massive home-thrown. N’Treans are humanoid, although very different than humans. They have two feet, two legs that are liberally sprinkled with a fuzz that is not hair-like… they have two fuzzy thighs, hip analogues, possess two phalluses… they ejaculate semen but not only for copulation or fertilization. They do not possess testes in the human context, possessing very plump tubular organs hanging between their legs that varies in number with the class of the N’Trean. They are vastly larger than humans. My Shwei—husband, god, master—is fully twenty-five feet in height. My Bei—husband, cohusband, protector and god after master—is fully fifteen feet in height but is not nearly fully grown as yet.

In passable N’Trean I say, “Good mid-day. Husband, you are my god and I am your supplicant. I shall do as my Shwei commands, pleasure him, care for him and love him. The are no household-lord above you. Now I seek sustenance from your body.”

He bows his quite human-looking face to mine, “You service me well and worship your lord and god dutifully, my love.”

“Good mid-day, Erk. I am blessed to have Shwei and Bei as virile and grand as you and our lord.” If a Shwei is an Alpha, a Bei is a Beta—and Erk is a fifteen-foot-tall beast of a man and an accomplished Guardian of the People. “Good mid-day our tiny, exotically handsome comate.”

“Shall we take our sustenance, my love,” I say to Erk.

“Indeed, Mi-Kal, we shall. May we, god of household, now take sustenance from your body?”

“Indeed you may,” Pol, the Schwei, affirms. “Come forth, my supplicants. Come and stroke your master’s cocks and fill your bellies.”

That is what I was talking about when I said that “the Shwei hunt and gather for food, consume it and feed us from their bodies.”

Reaching down with a hand the size of a love-seat, Pol gently wraps his enormous hand about me and lifts me to where he has stretched out his leg along a divan. He casually drapes his cock along the divan, placing the head a couple of feet in front of me. The scent coming off of his intimate flesh an intoxicating mixture of aromas never to be found on Earth. Mercifully, Pol remains flaccid as Erk and I each take one of his members to our faces. Pol’s cocks are knee-length to him when flaccid … so about five point five feet of pliable, pillow-soft manhood tapering dramatically at the two feet of glans to where I may delve into ecstasy by taking at least some of my Lord’s phallus into my mouth.

With both arms, I massage his knee-length glans in supplication to my Shwei. Erk, being N’Trean, is physically configured to accommodate the massive god-cock of our Shwei. My eyes have been rolled back in my head but a brief bit of clarity and I am watching my co-mate masterfully please our household god. His jaw seems detached and he has taken far more of Pol’s cock into himself than I have. I can see Pol’s corona sliding seductively up and down his throat.

A voice, vast and deep, bellows, “Yes, my mates. You worship my cocks so well. Mi’kal. Take into your belly the nectar of my loins. Erk, drink deeply, my love. Grow your glorious body and your cocks until you, too, are Shwei. Mi’Kal, my cock is bigger than you even in my unaroused state. You cannot swallow all that your God provides you but watching you try so energetically brings a smile to my face.”

The semen we consume for our meals is more delicious than I can describe. There are no parallels in terrestrial cuisine. Pol is a thoughtful God and carefully curates the meals that he consumes to vary the flavor of his nutritious seed with each meal.

We move to the lawn in the courtyard and lay sated together. Me, snuggled up against Erk, his arm about me and Erk similarly situated against Pol and contained with his arm as well. I turn away from Erk, placing my buttocks against his hip. He breathes deeply, then rolls toward me. His cock hot where it climbs my back.

“May I make love to our mate, my Lord?”

“Absolutely, take your pleasure within his small body.”

“May I make love to you, my little mate? My dearest Mi’kal?”

By way of response, I scoot up his body, lay my face upon his enormous bicep and reach back to spread myself for Erk to enter me. His cocks are so hot. I can feel his hearts beating in them on each side of my thighs. Although Erk is more than twice my size, after some serious stretching, I was first able to accommodate one then the second of his cocks. His cocks are each twenty-four inches of heavily veined, four-inch-wide seemingly weapons for his use in subduing and conquering my body. Largely human in basic appearance, Erk’s cocks are much more twin corded protrusions of coaxial muscle very. very thick at his base. Their glans are also larger, both proportionately and in absolute terms. Erk’s ultra-sensitive glans is longer than my entire penis at eight inches in length.

I can feel him reaching round and taking one of his love organs in a hand. A delicious heat at my entrance, I watch between my legs as Erk kneads his right phallus, issuing more and more lubricative semen from his inhuman testes. “Relax, love. Breathe,” he says against the side of my head. There is pressure at my entrance, not his cock, his finger. He is pushing his numbing, muscle-relaxant semen into my opening. Pushing his huge finger—the size of a hung human—deeper and deeper into me. He tweaks my prostrate while doing so and I may only groan with desire.

An added intrusion. Another finger. He scissors me first quite gently yet progressively more and more aggressively. Strumming my prostrate like a cheap guitar, he opens me more and more. Another finger. I now have the equivalent of three human cocks in my ass and still he needs more. I am determined to give it to him. I love with all my heart the feeling of being stuffed full to bursting by this handsome alien. He withdraws his fingers one by one until I am left empty.

“You want your Bei’s cocks deep inside of you, do you not, Mi’Kal?”

“Yes, my Bei. Please, please fill me with your flesh and then your seed. I long to feel your might deep inside of me.”

In response, I feel him adjusting behind me. Then a fire-hot-heat at the entrance to my channel. “Yes, Erk. Please. I beg of you. Fill me.”

The blunt tip of his right cock meets little resistance from my orifice many thanks to his aggressive fingering. He slides into me. Slowly. So slowly that it’s painful. So slowly that I fear that I might lose my mind in anticipation of his penetration. He pauses in his ascent into my guts—which is not his normal technique. More movement below me when I gasp at the presence of his other cock at my orifice. He has to pull my body toward him at an angle in order be properly placed for insertion of another of his cocks in my channel. His strong hips push against me gently as the tip of the second head parts my orifice.

White hot against my innards, I am able to feel myself stretch the eight inches necessary to accommodate his substantial girth. A little painful but his liberal application of semen earlier has me falling wide open before this man and feeling none but the stretch that is oh-so good as his two flame-hot phalluses impale me. Slowly. Carefully, he guides his dual manhood deeper and deeper into me. His flaring glans stimulating me to the point of not being able to see while he takes his time rocking back and forth, with every plunge forth digging himself a home deeper in my body and my heart. My soul.

He is so thick that he fills the crack of my ass as well as my passage, grinding somewhat uncomfortably against the bone of my pelvis. He pushes and the corona of his cocks’ glans force an orgasm from deep within me, yet no one had so much as touched my relatively trivial penis.

“Dear father. Mi’kal, you take your Bei’s cocks so beautifully. Your innards must have shifted to hold your Erk’s cocks in your channel. Look down my love. You have taken most of me. Two thirds!”

I am full to bursting with love, affection and the approximately eighteen inches of alien virility buried as deep in me as he can. He begins to slowly rock back and forth. Fucking me. Slowly, gently. Every nerve ending in my hole as live as an electrical conduit. He picks up his pace. I swear I can feel every muscle, every artery, every odd protrusion on his cocks as they now jackhammer into me. My belly sore where he repeatedly strikes the end of me.

I orgasm again, again and again. Then again some more. My balls hurt from shooting blanks but that doesn’t stop me from constantly orgasming. Then I feel something in my abdomen just sort of … move. On his next thrust into me, he buried himself a few inches deeper in me. I can see the outline of his cocks moving in my belly.

“You’ve nearly gotten all of me, love.” He cups his hand over my abdomen. “I can feel myself. Moving in you. Father, this must be the work of a god. Thank you father and Pol,” my tight body pleasuring him to where he is thanking Pol and Praising Father. My ass, amazingly, is able to stretch more when both of Erk’s cocks swell enormously within me.

Shouting prayers, thanks and praise, he seats himself fully in me with one final push of his powerful hips. “Take my seed, Mi’Kal,” and he erupts in me. His semen is so hot that it burns a bit as his four testes-analogues squeeze and release, delivering their precious cargo to my belly where it belongs. I came twice more with the release of his seed into me.

He does not remove himself from me as I snuggle into his torso, I can still feel the beating of his hearts through his cocks where they remain embedded so deep inside me. He has deflated a bit, allowing his seed to trickle from my entrance to pool on the lawn. “I love you, Erk,” I say adoringly.

“And I, you, Mi’Kal.”

I feel him grow larger within me. “You are slick with the seed of your Bei,” he saus, thrusting his hips. “Perhaps my cocks shall feast on your innards but once again?” He begins pushing into me in earnest.

“Mi’Kal, you are to take your Lord’s cock into your mouth as best you can and bring forth my seed to be delivered to your handsome form,” Pol says, commanding that I pleasure him.

“Of course, my Lord.” Pol stands up to his towering height and walks around us as Erk begins to get serious about pummeling my ass. Pol lowers himself to sit on his bottom, with his enormous legs spread wide, encompassing both Erk and myself. He manhandles one of his cocks beneath the corona of the head to deliver himself to me.

Erk has now lain on his back and with one hand guides my entire body up and down his twenty four inches—and they’re somehow fitting. My ass keeps setting on the fuzzy not-hair that thickly girdles the base of his cocks. Pulling himself along like he is aiming a dramatically oversized firehose, Pol reaches his hand to encompass all of my body and Erk’s large hand, pushing me down to where he is firmly seated deeper in me than ever. Pol then takes the gentle taper of his cockhead against my face. Pol’s scent sends me into a transcendent state with Erk now bending me over with my feet on his thighs as he plunges ferociously down into me.

I am holding Pol’s head with all my might but slowly but surely, his cock is growing … the bit in my mouth now stuck until a pull with all my might dislodges him from my mouth. Pol’s enormous hand holds his cock before me. Longer than me is he when fully engorged and nearly as thick. I am rubbing my hands all over his swollen glans as he holds it before my face so as to tempt me or scold me. His skin is even hotter than Erk’s twin manhood that even now distend my belly with every push he makes while filling me. Pol suddenly raises his cock and hovers himself directly before Erk’s face.

“My honor, my Lord,” Erk says. Then, dislodging his jaw, Erk takes Pol first into his mouth and then into his throat.

“Relax, Bei Erk. Take more of your master down your throat.” Erk does as he is bid and miraculously, a few more feet of Pol disappear down the ravenous gut of Erk. Pol lifts his cock high over Erk’s head, feeding himself into Erk. Erk’s belly now distended, much as my own, but from the top instead of the bottom. I observe the wavelike motion of Pol’s testes analogues as they ripple in counterpoint to the ministrations of our master.

“Take my seed, Erk!” There are visible wads of semen traveling the eight foot length of Pol’s cock. Up, up and up then quickly down to feed directly into Erk’s gullet. Simultaneously, Erk blows another super hot load up in me and I, in turn, come for what must be the eighth time this go around.

“Share my seed with Mi’Kal,” Pol commands Erk, who wraps a hand around my entire neck, gently pushes my chin to face the sky. Erk then bend over me, forcing my mouth as wide as it will go and regurgitates Pol’s thick, thick semen directly down my throat. Filling my throat, it then fills my mouth and I come again three mind-rattling, vision blackening times back to back merely from having my master’s semen in me.

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