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  "I... uh... I've never had sex with someone. I mean, I've done some mutual masturbation a couple of times and there was the frottage one time in university with a teaching assistant and a blow job in a bathroom at a Christmas party a few years ago, but generally it's just me, a jar of lube and my hand. I'm worried I'll be... lacking," I said with a blush.

  El-Ashir stroked his thumb across my bottom lip. "I am even more honored you have found me worthy of your first experience. I have watched you for a long time and did not think you would welcome my advances. I am quite different, even for a Gen-Mod, and my appearance is off-putting to most humans. That does not seem to be the case with you, though. I should have spoken to Abigail much sooner," he said with a smile.

  His hands left my face and moved to the buttons of my lab coat. He had them undone quickly and pushed my coat down my shoulders where it bunched at my wrists because he still held them with his upper arms. He released my wrists only long enough for the lab coat to slither off before catching them again. He pursed his lips when he saw that I wore a dress shirt and sweater vest under my lab coat.

  "You wear far too many clothes, Tram. We will be here all day if I must undress you piece by piece. I suppose you are wearing underwear as well?"

  "Of course I'm wearing underwear," I said in a scandalized tone. "And Tram? My name is Bertram."

  El-Ashir laughed softly and kissed me quickly. "I am not. I am sure you will see the benefits of that shortly. Everyone calls you Doctor Bertram. I wish to call you something that is just between the two of us. If you mind, I will stop."

  I blushed at the idea that El-Ashir wasn't wearing underwear and what that did to the state of my cock. He chuckled and his lower hands moved to the fly of his pants, my eyes drawn by the motion. I watched with a dry mouth as he undid his fatigues and did a hip shake that had them starting a slow slide down his legs, proving that he was indeed going commando.

  "If I let your hands go, will you undress yourself? Or will I need to strip you once I shed my clothes?"

  A little shiver of pleasure worked down my spine at his words. I was finding that I liked the hold El-Ashir had on me and the slightly dominating attitude he showed since he had discovered I'd very much love to share his bed. I even liked that he'd decided to call me Tram as a special thing between us. I'd never had a nickname that wasn't some kind of put-down.

  "I'll undress myself," I said, El-Ashir's earlier buffering keeping nerves from attacking me again.

  El-Ashir let go of my wrists and swiftly bent to undo the laces of his boots. I watched him as he toed his boots off and then shucked his pants, admiring the way his tail swayed from side to side as he shifted his weight. He straightened and gave me a pointed look, but I couldn't seem to drag my eyes away from him. I'd never seen El-Ashir nude and I was fascinated by what I saw.

  He was nicely muscled all over and that wonderful cinnamon color to his skin was uniform. I wanted to touch him and explore him with my fingers and lips. My eyes were drawn to his groin and I noted several things. He had a very nice looking cock and a thrill shot through my system at the knowledge that I'd soon be enjoying it very intimately. He had no hair around his cock and it looked like he didn't have balls either. My mouth was in motion before my brain could veto what I said.

  "How can you have an erection when you don't have testicles?" I snapped my mouth shut the second the words left me, my cheeks burning at having asked such a tactless question right when I was about to have my fantasy of El-Ashir in my bed come true.

  "I do. They are internal and they work absolutely fine for mating, if not for breeding," El-Ashir said with a laugh and not even a hint of embarrassment. "Am I to be the only one who is naked here? I know you are enjoying seeing my body. I would like to see yours. Undress for me, Tram."

  Warmth settled in my belly at El-Ashir's words and the command he issued. I breathed a small sigh of relief. I hadn't offended him and screwed up my chance to be with him. I removed my glasses and placed them on the night stand beside my bed. I pulled the vest over my head, folded it and placed it on the seat of a chair. My shoes and socks were removed next and my dress shirt followed; I drapped it over the back of the chair. I hesitated briefly at the fly of my pants and undid them when El-Ashir made an impatient noise in his throat. I took off my pants and folded those neatly as well and laid them on top of my sweater. A sudden bout of shyness had me pausing once again at removing the final barrier to my being completely naked in front of El-Ashir.

  "The underwear, too, Tram. I wish to see all of you."

  Color rose in my cheeks and I got a thrill at the commanding tone in El-Ashir's voice. I pushed my underwear down and off, bending to retrieve them and place them on top of my folded pants. I'd barely had time to turn around before El-Ashir stepped close to me and trapped my wrists once again with his upper hands. He smiled and the appreciation in his eyes had blood rushing to my cock in excitement. I hadn't thought I could get any harder, but apparently I was wrong. He steered me to the bed until I felt the mattress bump the back of my legs. His lower hands caressed my ribs and he gently pushed and pulled with both sets of arms until I had no choice but to fall to my back on the bed.

  "So very lovely. To think that this was hiding under your unflattering clothes. If I had known, I do not think I could have held myself in check all this time. We will need to make up for lost time," he said with a smile.

  "Lovely? There's nothing remotely lovely about me, El-Ashir. I'm as exciting as dishwater," I said in a breathless voice as El-Ashir's body pressed against mine. Good god, but he felt wonderful.

  "Who told you that lie? Do you think if you were as exciting as dishwater that I would be this ready to mate with you? You are lovely. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, is it not? You said yourself that you find me beautiful. That is not an opinion shared by the majority of humans here and even a good number of the other Gen-Mods do not find me so. Knowing you find me attractive and want to mate excites me."

  As if to prove his point, El-Ashir leaned over me and kissed me, his hard cock pressing against my thigh. The kiss was lewd and wet and hot. It aroused and thrilled me from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. His lower arms touched me lightly, barely there caresses over my hips, belly, and chest that soon had me trying to twist into them. When his fingers plucked my nipples, my back arched and I moaned into his mouth. His upper hands kept my wrists firmly pinned to the bed by my hips and that seemed to heighten my pleasure, something I never would've guessed at. He broke the kiss to nibble and lick at my throat before moving further down my body.

  El-Ashir's lower hands continued to toy with my body while his upper hands kept me from squirming away. Sometimes his fingers pinched my nipples and sometimes they teased around my groin, coming close but never quite touching my cock or balls. I twisted against the firm hold he had on me, my breath coming in sharp pants of excitement. A hoarse shout was forced from my throat when he tongued the head of my cock and I came without warning.

  My cock spurted hard, shooting my seed across my belly. I moaned and my hands fisted in the sheet as pleasure crashed through me. I squeezed my eyes closed and rode the waves of delight, my hips rolling up several times. As the aftershocks trickled away, my body relaxed and a shuddery noise of satisfaction escaped me. My brain caught up with the contented way my body felt and I was suddenly, terribly self-conscious at how I'd reacted from just a little nipple play and one touch to my cock.

  I tugged hard against his hands, wanting to go crawl into a hole and die from embarrassment at what had just happened. He'd only licked my cock once, yet I'd gone off like a rocket. El-Ashir made some kind of noise in his throat that sounded like approval and his tongue licked a long line up my belly where I'd shot my seed. I bit my lip and chanced a look down at him. Because I'd taken my glasses off, he was a blurry humanoid shape, but I could still see that his tail was flicking back and forth as if he was warring with himself over striking me. My eyes widened at that. Scorpions only did that if t
hey were highly aroused and wanted to subdue or dominate their mate. One sting from El-Ashir, no matter how low the dose, would kill me and I was sure he knew that. Over-riding primal instinct had to be very hard for him, but he was doing it and I was a little awed at his self-control in the face of the lack of mine.

  "Is all human seed white and tastes like yours?"

  My cheeks heated at the frank question. "Um... as far as I know everybody's is white. Yours isn't? And I think everybody has a similar taste changed slightly by diet. You want to sting me, don't you?"

  "Mine is pale green. Apparently the bio-scientists were having a little fun with us first batches. Xai-shen's is gold. Gunter's is silver. Maleko's is blue. And you taste good. A little sweet and salty. I like your flavor and will taste it again," El-Ashir said with anticipation in his voice. "Yes, I would like to strike you. I will not, as that will kill you, but the desire to dope you is very strong because I do not want to chance you resisting me."

  A laugh escaped me. There was no way in hell that I was going to resist El-Ashir when I was exactly where I wanted to be. Oddly enough, in all my fantasies of him, he'd always been the one doing the penetrating and I was almost giddy that it looked like reality was going to be what I fantasized happening.

  "I don't plan on going anywhere, El-Ashir. I just... I'm terribly embarrassed that I came without any warning like that."

  "It is a compliment to how much I arouse you and one I deeply appreciate. I wanted to be inside you when you found release, but it is probably better that you spilled first. You will be more relaxed and it will not hurt as much for your first time. I want you to enjoy mating so that you wish to do it again. More specifically, do this again with me. And nothing says that you cannot have another orgasm in a little while if I arouse you again."

  My heart jumped into triple time at El-Ashir's words. He'd want to have sex with me again? Really? Maybe I was still asleep and dreaming this encounter up.

  "But what if I'm not good?" I had no idea why I asked that and I firmly sealed my lips together determined not to say another word. Honestly, what was wrong with me and my suddenly run away mouth?

  "Fishing for compliments already, Tram?" El-Ashir asked with a smile before he began licking my spent cock, making me squirm and sending tendrils of lazy arousal through my system. "I have watched you for years. You fascinate and arouse me without trying. I knew you were only attracted to men and have waited for some sign that you would welcome my advances for just as long. I really should have spoken with Abigail much sooner."

  "How did you know I only like men?"

  My brain latched onto that one sentence even as my thoughts started to focus on the arousal he was kicking back to life with the long licks of his tongue over my cock and balls, the gentle back and forth sweeps of his thumbs over the inside of my wrists and the delicate plucking of my nipples with his other hands. None of my fantasies staring El-Ashir had considered how erotic it would be to have a lover with two sets of hands working my body over.

  "Everybody knows, Tram. In a facility this small, each person's business eventually becomes common knowledge. We can talk about that later if you like, but right now, I want you to think of nothing but us and the pleasure we will give each other."

  Part of me wanted to pursue the "everybody knows" statement, but that was fast over-ruled by the arousal El-Ashir was building back up in me. He finished licking the come from my belly, humming approval before turning his full attention to my half-hard cock. His mouth detoured along the way to the valley between my hip bone and cock and he delicately licked the skin there.

  "I never would have suspected you had a tattoo, Tram. I like it. It is almost like you have been branded as mine."

  El-Ashir's voice lowered and took on possessive tones that made my blood heat and move southward. I wriggled at the ticklish touch of his tongue over the small tattoo of a Deathstalker scorpion and admitted to myself that I rather liked the idea of being El-Ashir's. He gave the tattoo another lick before turning his attention to my cock, laving it with broad strokes of his tongue that soon had me thrusting my hips up for more.

  His lower hands were back at my nipples, pinching and tugging on them. His upper hands were still firmly locked around my wrists as I twisted and moaned against his hold. When his mouth closed around the head of my cock and he started to suck on me, I was grateful I'd come earlier as there would've been no way I'd have been able to stop myself from shooting in his mouth. The mental image of that had me panting and jerking my hips up, wanting to see El-Ashir with my come smeared over his lips and dripping down his chin.

  "Shundor," El-Ashir said softly as he released my cock from his mouth over my wordless sound of protest. "You have lube somewhere, I assume? While I am enjoying your cock in my mouth, my patience is not that great right now. I need to get you ready for me as I do not want to hurt you when doing something that should only involve pleasure."

  I groaned softly. This was so much better than anything I dreamed up as I jerked off to thoughts of El-Ashir. I felt like I was there for his pleasure, his personal sex toy and I was surprised at how much that idea turned me on. A laugh wanted to bubble up my throat at the notion that he was going to have a lot less prep time to do than he thought. I'd never had a real dick in my ass, but my collection of toys was considerable, varied, and got nearly nightly usage.

  "Night table, top drawer," I said on a little moan as El-Ashir tongued my balls.

  El-Ashir moved my wrists into one hand and reached over with his freed hand for the drawer, keeping me pinned with one hand while his second set of hands continued to play with my nipples or tease my balls. A little laugh escaped me when instead of the lube, he pulled out the large purple glass dildo I'd used the night before.

  "This I like. Tell me, Tram, do you have more of these kinds of things?"

  "An entire drawer full. Just because I've never gone all the way with someone doesn't mean I don't know the joys of having my ass stuffed."

  El-Ashir threw back his head and laughed in delight. He put the dildo back in the drawer and took the lube out, his lower hands making quick work of uncapping it and squirting some onto his fingers.

  "That is some of the best news I have heard in a long time. You will show me this drawer later and we can play with your toys until we are both too tired to move. Would you like that, Tram?"

  Would I like that? Oh fuck yes. I nodded vigorously, my mouth suddenly too dry to get anything out at the rush of erotic mental images his words triggered. El-Ashir grinned at me. He kept his one-handed grip on my wrists, pressing my hands lightly against my chest. His free upper hand caught one of my legs under the knee and pushed it up toward my chest. His free lower hand repeated the move on my other leg, spreading me open for him. I moaned and felt my face heat at being so blatantly displayed, arousal surging through me. My cock was hard again and I wanted nothing more than to have El-Ashir buried deep in my ass.

  I shouted when El-Ashir's tongue plunged into my hole without warning. My cock twitched and I knew it started to leak pre-come as he licked and swirled his tongue, giving me my first and the best rim job of my life. Moans of pleasure twisted from me and my muscles tensed and relaxed under the delicious onslaught. I tugged on my hands to try and get free and my leg muscles shook slightly as I pulled against the hold El-Ashir had on me. As soon as I realized that I couldn't actually break free from El-Ashir's grip and that he seemed to be enjoying my struggles, my arousal shot through the roof. I had no idea I'd get off from being held down.

  El-Ashir's tongue was driving me crazy and I started to babble contradictory demands of stop and more until I had no idea what I wanted him to do: continue with the amazing feel of his tongue up my ass or stop that so I could have his cock there instead. I whimpered when his tongue did leave my hole and wished for the briefest moment that I'd kept my glasses on so I could clearly see his expression when he looked at me. My hips wriggled encouragingly when his lube slicked fingers traced over my hole before slipping
inside, making me groan. He fingered me quickly, the one finger fast becoming two and then three. I was panting with excitement, the muscles in my ass clenching and releasing in pleasure.

  "Tram, I did not think of it until just this moment, but do you have condoms?" El-Ashir asked with what sounded like strain in his voice, his fingers continuing their delightful torture in my ass.

  I stared at him stupidly for several seconds before smiling broadly. That wasn't going to be an issue of any kind and I rather liked the idea of being barebacked by him for my first time. My cock twitched hard when I thought of El-Ashir coming inside me and a little whimper escaped me.

  "I've never had full-on sex with anyone and the facility requires a complete physical every three months. My last check-up was a week ago and I'm utterly disease free. You're engineered to be highly resistant to disease and I know for a fact that your health is monitored on a weekly basis. If you had anything even slightly contagious, you'd be quarantined. Since you're not, I'd say you're perfectly healthy. We're good to go and don't need condoms. I don't want to use condoms with you."

  "I do not want to put you at any risk no matter how small, Tram...." He started, his free lower hand tracing over my jaw.

  "You're not. I know what I'm doing and I want you as you are. Please, El-Ashir, I need to have you inside me. Now."

  He gave me a slow, sensual smile. "If that is what you wish, then you shall have it, premik."

  He pressed his lips to the inside of my thigh close to my balls, his tongue lightly teasing the crease between my leg and groin. His lower hand palmed my nipple one last time before he slid his fingers lightly over my belly, making me shiver and my hips push up as if begging for his touch. My breath caught in my throat when he brushed the head of his cock against my slicked hole and left me on a shaky moan when he pushed in. My eyes widened in surprise when he didn't pause but sheathed himself inside me in one slow move that had my toes curling in pleasure.