An unplanned life

Chapter 15

Home at last?

“This will be your home, Poal and Alexei,” my father hugged us both at the entrance to an apartment in an apartment block shared with Tomaz, Arag, Demos and his partner, Arag’s brother, Illiyan, and his life partner. Neither of the last two in any way modified. It had been a shock to notice, now we were all together, that Alexei and I, Tomaz and Sonan appeared not to have aged, while everyone else showed the passage of the years. 

There had been a tearful and difficult reunion with my mother and sisters, but they too proved supportive, welcoming Alexei into the family with all the warmth they’d shown me. 

“Here you may be private. No one will disturb you unless you wish it.” Kissing us, my father smiled, “When you are ready, I will talk to you about the future. For now it is sufficient for you to know that I am an adviser to the Prince and Mede is assistant — albeit not publicly — to the Prince’s ambassador.”

“I know you and Mede serve them well, father,” I smiled. “I can never thank you enough for the support and the love you have shown me and Alexei, and now others. You cannot know how much it meant to see you in those early days of my sentence.”

“My son, you have more than repaid me. Your example was a spur to all of us and you have served us and the city far, far better than you can possibly know.” He held up a hand, his smile warm. “We can talk later, for now, I can see that you and Alexei have more urgent matters to address.”

“We do,” I replied, conscious that the condom sheath I wore was now full of the issue of a number of spontaneous ejaculations. My system seemed to have stored every frustrated cum for the last six and a half years! Grinning, I kissed Alexei and got a passionate response. “I think we have a lot to share with each other.”

Laughing, my father closed the door quietly and we began to strip each other. We were clumsy. We tangled ourselves in our jackets, and then had to remove each other’s boots, and untangle our legs from our trousers, giggling at the sight of our overfilled condoms sagging off the tips of our rigid cocks.

We arrived at what would be our bed for the future, already coated in each other’s cum from our clumsy efforts to remove the condoms, then quickly found a position from which we could both give each other immediate fellatio …

It was a while before we had sated ourselves, then, at Alexei’s suggestion, found a position in which we could embrace and sleep. Alexei lay on his side, and smiled.

“Spoon me, beloved. Put that gorgeous organ between my thighs,” He parted his legs, and positioned my penis so it was hard against his perineum, and against the underside of his organ, his scrotum pressed aside by it. Closing his legs, he squeezed his thighs gently and laughed as we both ejaculated spontaneously. “Hold me close, beloved, I still think these last days are a dream, and cannot be real …”

“Me too, my darling.” I worked my arms into position and drew him tightly against me, cupping his breasts. “I keep expecting to awaken to find myself alone in my cell and still restricted. “I can still feel the cuffs, the metal sheath, and the helmet …” I kissed his cheek and nibbled his ear, drawing a sigh of contentment from him.

We were both exhausted, and soon slept. 

Toward the end of our first week, I woke in a panic from a nightmare. I was alone, in a strange bed, coated in spunk and unrestrained. My living metal cock prison was gone, so were the cuffs from my wrists and legs, and my head was uncovered … Desperately I left the bed and looked about me trying to orient myself and wondering what punishment would be bestowed for being unrestrained. Then a ‘god’ entered.

“Easy, beloved,” Alexei wrapped me in his arms, straddling my penis and positioning his so it occupied the space between mine. “It is no dream.” He kissed me tenderly. “We really are free.”

Putting my head on his shoulder I returned the embrace.

“I still can’t believe it. I can’t believe that we are, at last, free and in one another’s arms, but I feel … incomplete …” Sighing, I raised my face to his and smiled. “Thank you, Alexei. Thank you for loving me, thank you for being you, thank you …” His kiss stopped further speech.

“The PM warned me that we might suffer a form of withdrawal from the removal of all our restricting devices.” Kissing me again, he smiled. “He provided us both with rubber substitutes we can wear if you wish, but,” He grinned licking my face with his tongue, “Before that I want to feel you inside me. In my pussy. And I need it now!”

“Where do you want to try, my love.” I kissed him. “Thank you for calming me — I was unable to orient myself, and expecting punishment …”

“Then let me show you a room I suspect Mede or Janus have provided.” Kissing me again, he guided me to a second large room. “Behold our very own bondage suite. Help me into the sling over there, and make use of that gorgeous organ to excite my pussy.”

“With pleasure, my darling, but look at the size of my ‘head’. You may find it a bit large.”

“So lube it and me, my love.” He grinned settling himself into the sling as I fastened his ankles. “I’ve taken bigger toys in my pussy as a CRP, now I want to receive the real thing …”

“Then you shall have it.” I found the lubricant and a syringe applicator. Filling the syringe, I pumped a measure into his butt, then coated my cock, and worked more around his opening. Positioning myself, I smiled. “You’ve had bigger toys than my ‘head’ inside you?”

“Yes, one client in particular loved to use a huge dildo. It stretched me more than you will, love.” He giggled. “Now stop talking and let me feel the real thing fucking me …” 

 “With pleasure …” I pressed my large, flared glans against his opening, admiring the swollen ridges the tail of his penis root now formed on either side and above it. It was the first time I’d seen it properly, and wondered if my own was as beautifully formed. My glans parted the ‘lips’ sending a tremor through him as I pressed gently against his resistant muscle. 

Slowly he stretched, admitting my hypersensitive head. As It entered fully, I gasped as I ejaculated, the unexpected release causing me to shudder and gasp as my cock pulsed several times.

“Don’t withdraw, my love,” Alexei gasped. “Stay there. Wait … for … it to ease.” He smiled, tightening his muscle. “Then fuck me …”

Catching my breath, I eyed the magnificent penis rearing from his crotch, and carefully, bent my head until I could take his precum leaking head into my mouth. It was his turn to erupt, and I sucked his cum down until it stopped. Lifting my head again, I smiled, “Thank you, my love, you are delicious as ever.”

Pushing my rigid organ slowly deeper, I tried to gauge a comfortable length for us both, at the same time massaging his swollen perineum, gently and making him gasp and writhe on my cock. It was the writhing did it. My cock exploded inside him and I had to check my instinctive thrust as it discharged. It took several minutes before I could move again, and then I once more applied my mouth and was rewarded with another generous dose of cum.

“How deep are you?” he gasped on my third ejaculation.

“About two thirds, beloved. Is that too much? Am I causing you pain?”

“Not pain, love …” He convulsed, his muscle clamping round my penis. “Oh gods, I’m having a multiple orgasm … Oh gods, oh gods …” His penis erupted, the first burst of his semen spraying up my chest.

I bent and caught the next spurt in my mouth, then managed to get his glans into my mouth and closed my lips on his shaft as he continued to ejaculate. When it finally stopped he was panting and clearly dazed as he lay in the sling. I tried to withdraw my cock, but he gripped it with his sphincter and triggered another ejaculation in me.

“Don’t withdraw … please.” He gasped. “Stay where you are, my darling … you have no idea …” He swallowed. “Oh, my darling, darling, Poal … That was absolute heave …” He smiled weakly. ”Please, do it again … I need it again …”