≈ Ch. 7: LAUDON, BOBA-MAIII! ≈
~ Wilder and wilder ~
Jason knew he was in for a wild ride, when he seduced Aric, the brawny and oversexed Janitor; but the last thing he expected was to see Aric lying between his splayed leg, taking his cock into his mouth to the last inch, with a single swift move.
The moment Aric’s lips closed around his throbbing member, Jason’s body was washed by a tidal wave of pleasure, made even stronger by the notion that the commanding and dominant Janitor was using all his experience to grant him the most incredible blowjob ever. Especially given that it was the very first Jason ever got.
“Ohh… OOOOHH!!!” – Jason moaned, unable to think straight for the sheer pleasure radiating from his groin. Aric recoiled for a moment, massaging Jason’s dick with his hand, and said with a mischievous tone: “I get you’re new to all of this, aren’t you? How many times have you cum in your life? A proper orgasm, I mean. Four times? Five?”
“Once…” – Jason confessed, ashamed; sure enough he was looking like a loser, in Aric’s eyes, so much more experienced than him. But Aric didn’t mock him; his eyes actually lit up: “Once? Wonderful… You’re almost a virgin… Even the most innocent caress must give you incredible pleasure… Well, kid, I’ll give you much more than innocent caresses… I’m going to make you feel such a mind-numbing desire that you’ll beg me to finish you off, and when I do, you’ll feel such a devastating pleasure that you’ll scream until your voice fails you…”
Jason looked at Aric with wide scared eyes, but his fear quickly dissolved into the warmth of the sudden pleasure he felt, when Aric started again working his sensitive cock with his lips and tongue. Every time Aric pushed hard his head down to Jason’s pubes, the guy felt his cock breaking into unknown places made of velvety slickness, welcoming warmth and pleasurable tightness.
Instinctively, Jason grabbed Aric by his hair and began tilting his hips, trying to go deeper into that slick tenderness that made his cock feel so good. Aric didn’t protest, he actually smiled inwardly, happy to see the shy guy acting like a man who knew what he wanted and took it without asking for permission.
«Time to turn the heat up a notch» – Aric thought with a mischievous glint in his eyes, and grabbed Jason’s balls with one hand, while brushing the other one on the guy’s hairy chest, quickly finding his sensitive nipples.
“Ohmygod!!” – Jason yelled with a coarse voice, drowning under the many different pleasures coming from all his sensitive spots at once, overlapping and joining their forces to make him writhe helplessly.
Jason’s inexperienced body couldn’t resist the onslaught much longer; Aric sensed he was about to lose his load and withdrew his mouth and hands, looking down at Jason, who was panting heavily. “Take a deep breath, kid, because you’ve still got a long way to go. This is just the beginning…”
Under Jason’s lustful gaze, Aric shifted up and lay down on Jason’s body, chest against chest, their groins grinding onto each other, their stiff cocks shifting over each other. Jason basked in the sheer pleasure of feeling Aric’s virile body pressing that way on his own, their nipples fighting for position, their chest hair getting tangled and their thighs brushing over each other. Aric’s hips gently tilted back and forth, hard enough to give Jason an excruciating massage, but slow enough to prevent any untimely ejaculation.
Aric, though uneducated, knew by heart that a man’s mind is as important as his cock, when it comes to sex, and resorted to one of his most formidable weapons of seduction: his deep, sensual voice.
“You dreamt of me, when you were a teen, uh, kid? What did you do with me in your dreams? Did you luxuriate your eyes and your hands on my muscular, hairy body? I know you did, kid… Did you sneak your small hand under my skirt, to find out how big my cock was?”
“Yes…” – Jason confessed, writhing from the sexual tension caused by the feeling of Aric’s virile body brushing against his own – “I kissed your chest… I licked your nipples… I knew nothing about sex, back then, but I sensed you were 200% man…”
“I am.” – Aric replied, lowering his mouth to Jason’s chest to kiss and lick him just like he described – “But now you know what sex is… Now you know how strong my sexual cravings are… because you feel the same, kid. You crave my body… You crave my touch… Your entire world is your desire to feel pleasure…”
“Nnnngghh…!!” – Jason moaned loud when Aric began rolling his stiff nipple between his fingertips. “Tell me more… What else did you do to me in your dreams…?”
“I licked your armpits… They were damp with sweat, your intoxicating musky sweat… And I roamed your back with my hands… down to your buttocks carved in marble…”
Aric raised an arm and pressed his sweaty armpit over Jason’s mouth. “Like this…? Lap it good, kid… Grab my ass, take handfuls of my buns… Yeah, like that, kid… You like worshipping my body, uh?”
“Yes…” – Jason moaned into the hairy armpit – “You have such a manly body… So hairy… So muscular… And your cock… ooohh!... your cock is so demanding… All I want is to give you pleasure, worship you, give myself to you completely…”
“But you denied me your sweet ass…”
“I’m so sorry…” – Jason whined, between the deep laps to the sweaty armpit – “It’s stronger than me… Don’t hate me, Aric… Don’t send me away…”
~ New horizons of pleasure ~
“You’re not going anywhere, kid” – Aric growled, enjoying the sheer ardor of Jason’s hands kneading his firm buttocks, and started again kissing all over Jason’s torso, moving down, across the chiseled abs, following the dark treasure trail leading to his cock, desperate to get proper attention. And it got it, in full! With a swift move that made Jason inhale sharply, Aric took the guy’s cock all the way into his mouth, and started again bobbing his head in earnest, up and down, roughly, making the stiff rod crash into his experienced throat at each thrust.
Jason stiffened for the sudden overstimulation, and felt he was forcefully pushed toward to the peak of his pleasure. All he needed to explode were just a few more thrusts of that warm, slick mouth…! Just a couple more…!
“No, no, NOOOO!!!!” – Jason protested, when suddenly Aric grabbed his legs under the knees and forcefully bent them over his chest, parting them wide. Suddenly unable to flex his pelvis muscles, Jason felt the sexual tension he’d built up subside, like sand slipping through the fingers, making him slide down the steep path to his climax.
“Please… Please…! I was almost there!!” – he begged, but Aric flashed a knowing grin: “That’s why I did it. You’re not in charge, kid, I am! And you’re going to cum only when I let you, not a moment before! And besides, you’ll have to beg me much more than that…”
Jason’s cock was throbbing wildly, but with his legs spread so wide, there was no way for him to cum. He was ecstatic when he felt again Aric’s tongue lapping and tickling his entire manhood, from the mushroom head down to the base, up and down along the shaft; but the additional pleasure wasn’t enough, he needed more! More!
“More…!” – he groaned with a voice tinged with desperation, and Aric lowered his mouth to his balls, sucking them both into his experienced mouth. “Ooohh…!! Yesss…” – Jason moaned, faintly tilting his hips, but no more than an inch back and forth, because with his legs bent over his chest that was the most he could move.
Aric played a number with Jason’s balls, rolling them into his mouth, making them drip with spit, pulling them hard, to then suddenly making them pop out of his pursed lips. Jason was delirious and tossed his head from side to side, uttering unintelligible moans. In his sexual daze, he felt Aric’s tongue licking the underside of his ball sac and moving down to his taint, tickling and lapping a spot of his body he didn’t know was so sensitive.
And then Aric’s tongue moved further down, playing with the tuft of hair protecting Jason’s ultimate and most sacred hole. Jason held his breath, scared, but Aric’s tongue was so warm, so restless and wild that he couldn’t possibly stop it.
“HOLY SHIT!!” – Jason screamed, when Aric pierced his tight virgin hole with his tongue, and went on moaning “Holy shit… Holy shit…” every time the experienced tongue forced open his inviolate hole. Aric held Jason's legs in position with his strong hands, blocking his instinctive attempts at closing them, and went to town on the guy’s hole, licking, tickling and violating the sensitive hole over and over, until Jason was breathless and delirious with desire.
“Make me cum…” – Jason almost whined, in desperation – “I’m begging you, make me cum… Do to me what you want, fuck me in the ass, tear my hole open, I don’t care, just make me cum!!”
Aric raised his head and locked eyes with Jason. He rose to his knees, making his own veiny cock swell in all its glory, and gently brushed the glans on Jason’s wet, quivering hole. Jason didn’t react, he just looked back at Aric with pleading eyes, veiled with an unbearable desire.
“No, kid, I’m not going to take something you’re not willing to give me…”
“Please… I don’t care… fuck me, if that’s what you want…”
“Ask me again another time, when you’re thinking straight” – Aric said resolutely, but then wore a mischievous grin – “However, if you insist, I’ll take an advance payment…”
Under Jason’s lustful eyes, Aric brushed his own cock head on his middle finger, smearing it all with his copious pre-cum; then he pressed his slick fingertip on Jason’s hole, which opened up for him. He didn’t need a more explicit invitation, and slowly pushed his finger into the guy’s tight hole, all of it, until his knuckles were firmly pressed against the firm buttocks.
“Get ready, boy…” – Aric growled in the most sensual voice, and began wiggling his finger madly, hitting Jason’s sensitive joy button with a barrage of perfectly aimed bumps. Jason drew a ragged breath, as if a surge of electricity was coursing his body, and blubbered unintelligible words, tilting his head back for the unknown, excruciating sensation.
“I’m dying… You’re killing me… Don’t STOOOP!!” – Jason screamed when he finally found his voice, and his entire body stiffened for the umpteenth time, ready to fall into the abyss.
But Aric quickly pulled his finger out, rejoicing in the sight of Jason, covered in sweat, looking at him with glassy eyes: “Make me cum… You can’t be this cruel, make me cum… I need to cum so bad…!!”
With a knowing grin, Aric let go of Jason’s legs and knelt astride his thighs; their cocks, both throbbing with desire, were at an inch apart. Aric’s big hand took them both into a steely grip and started moving up and down, insisting on both their bloated tips.
“You’re so fucking hot, boy” – Aric growled, putting an effort in keeping his eyes open; while still stroking both their cocks, Aric leaned onto Jason, supporting himself on his other hand, to better look into his eyes: “I may call you kid, or boy, but you’re a fuckin’ stud… Cum for me, Jason… Cum with me… Now…”
Jason opened his mouth in a silent scream, but his throat muscles were too tight to let the air pass. Aric felt the guy’s cock throb hard in his hand and let himself surrender to the pleasure.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAARRGGGHHHHH!!!!” – Jason screamed out of his lungs, shooting thick plumes of sperm so rapidly that they seemed a single, continuous flow of manly seed. Aric added his own essence to the explosion, still locking eyes with Jason, as he couldn’t have enough of watching the guy delirious with pleasure, after such a long, almost cruel teasing. He knew that Jason, so new to the world of sex and pleasure, needed no more than a few caresses to explode, and the wild orgasm he was experiencing now had to be mind-blowing to him. The potency of Jason’s orgasm was infectious, and boosted Aric’s pleasure even more.
Jason’s voice became coarse, and he still screamed and screamed, while his cock went on throbbing and pulsating, though there was almost no more sperm coming out of his piss slit. Aric placed a comforting hand on the guy’s chest, murmuring in a soothing tone: “It’s over, Jason… It’s over… Relax… Breathe…”
Jason slowly calmed down and looked up at him with glassy eyes that exuded complete exhaustion. He was drained, physically and mentally. Aric let go of their cocks, but didn’t move, still looking down at him with admiration.
“Long gone are the days when a shy teen dreamt to do… something he didn’t even know with a man like me” – Aric said with a warm voice – “You’re now a man yourself: a stud who knows what sex is, knows what cumming like a man means. Many years ago a wonderful man made me feel what you just felt, he opened my mind, revealing to me scary and sublime new horizons of pleasure. I hope to have done the same to you, Jason. My door will always be open to you, and… I do hope you’ll come again.”
Jason couldn’t talk, shaken as he still was for the devastating orgasm, but threw his arms around Aric’s neck and held him tight, faintly trembling, finding again protection and comfort against the man’s wide hairy chest, like he used to do when he was a kid.
~ Laudon! ~
Jason woke up in Aric’s bed, wondering how long he slept. He didn’t even remember falling asleep. Aric wasn’t there, he probably went back to attend to his duties. The guy got off the bed, feeling like he’d run a marathon… which he actually ran, though it was a sex marathon.
He took a shower in Aric’s private bathroom (a perk of being the Janitor), got dressed and went out, mindlessly wandering the hallways of Eclipse. He felt weird and couldn’t stop thinking at what Aric did to him, the mind-blowing pleasure he felt and the overwhelming confidence of Aric, who clearly had long forgotten the prohibitions of Boba-Maiii’s law and had chosen a life of freedom and pleasure.
Jason envied him: despite his doubts, he couldn’t resolve to completely deny the existence of Boba-Maiii. Truth to be told, what Jason instinctively rejected was the idea of blindly believing in something; but he also refused to blindly reject something. He wasn’t educated enough to know, but he was an agnostic, rather than an atheist. For him, Boba-Maiii could well exist or not exist.
His feet brought him to the Antechamber. He needed answers, and though he was quite sure there were none in the Antechamber, it was worth a try.
He entered the room filled with mysterious objects and even more mysterious Tomes and looked around. The Tomes were too obscure, they couldn’t give him any answer; but maybe examining some of the objects in the room could prove more useful…
Jason looked with interest at the biggest ones, from any side, but he couldn’t fathom what their original usage was. A box sitting on the floor, in a corner, sparked his curiosity; it was filled with smaller objects, in a jumble.
The first thing he noticed was a hat, a white hat seemingly part of a sort of unknown uniform; he picked it up and tried it on, but it was too large for him to wear it comfortably. Under the hat there was the rest of the uniform, neatly folded, and Jason pulled it up: it was white, with little flags and medals on the upper part of the jacket. He didn’t even try it on, because it was clearly not his size.
«Maybe it was the official dress of the former Guardians…», he thought, shrugging his shoulders and dropping the uniform on the desk.
Inside the box there was also a strange necklace, a long strip of cloth with a small plaque hanging from it; the plaque was finely decorated, but at a more attentive look most of the decorations were actually those mysterious symbols that filled the Tomes. A weird object, but it was beautiful, and Jason wore it around his neck, feeling somewhat elegant, as no one in Eclipse wore jewels or ornamental accessories, except, sometimes, the Darks.
The box was almost empty, there were only two small objects left. One was a metallic cylinder that fit well in his palm; one end was pointy, the opposite one flat. Jason examined attentively the entire surface, turning the object around, and spotted a little button in the middle. He pressed it, and suddenly a thin ray of blue light came out from the pointy end and hit the stone wall in front of him, leaving a deep dent in it.
Jason let out a choked scream and threw the object inside the box, realizing that he’d risked his life: if only he would’ve pressed the button while looking at the pointy end, now the hole in the wall would’ve been in his head…
He was about to put everything back into the box, but his curiosity didn’t allow him to ignore the last, shiny object lying at the bottom of the box. He cautiously picked it up; it was a weird metallic disc, no bigger than his palm, holding within it a restless needle that always seemed to point in the same direction. Oddly enough the needle seemed to point at the door to the Temple, so Jason moved around, and even went to the Main Hall, and the needle always pointed toward the Temple.
«Now this is something amazing!» – Jason thought, walking back to the Antechamber – «If someone gets lost in Eclipse, this magic object can tell him the way to the Temple!». But, thinking twice, who could ever get lost in Eclipse? Apparently, the metal disc, despite the mysterious magic it was imbued with, wasn't more useful than the pinch for loose pages or the brush filled with color that Archon once showed him.
Jason looked a bit longer at the metal object, with its magic needle pointing to the Temple, and struggled a bit, because maybe the answers he was looking for were lying within the Temple, but Archon strongly forbade him to enter it.
“Boba-Maiii would kill us on the spot!!” – Archon had said, scared, but then added in a doubtful tone: “…or anyway, this is what every Guardian always taught to his Successor…”
Jason pretended to ponder the situation, the risks and the benefits, but deep in his heart he’d already made up his mind: he wanted to enter the Temple and unveil its secrets. He quickly put all the objects back into the box, took a glance around and cautiously opened the door to the black room, the entrance to the Temple.
The room was dimly lit with an ethereal blue light, a sign that Boba-Maiii was favorably inclined… or whatever else the blue light might actually mean. He carefully avoided the square plate in the floor where they once placed the Holy Stone, and reached the farthest end of the room. Almost hidden in the wall there was a door that he didn’t notice the last time he was there. The door didn’t have handles or locks, it seemed perfectly flat.
Jason pushed the door, but it didn’t move; he tried again and again, but the door was completely unmovable. He was about to step out of the entrance to go back to the Antechamber when he noticed a small rectangular recess on the otherwise flat surface of the door. The light was too dim to see well, but it seemed to have finely carved decorations inside.
«No, they aren’t mere decorations…» – Jason suddenly realized – «They are symbols! Where did I see the symbols arranged in this fashion? Wait… ‘fashion’?»
Jason’s hand automatically moved to the beautiful ‘necklace’ he’d found in the box and was still wearing around his neck, and looked at the rectangular plaque hanging from it: it definitely matched the size of the recess in the door, and the symbols, though not identical, were quite similar…
With a thumping heart, Jason took the plaque in his hand and placed it on the recess of the door, holding it in place.
Clack.
With a metallic sound, the lock opened and the door gently slid sideways, disappearing into the wall. Jason felt dizzy: he was about to enter the Temple… and possibly being killed by Boba-Maiii on the spot. But there was no hesitation in his feet when he resolutely stepped into the Temple… which didn’t look at all like a Temple, anyway.
It was a rectangular room, with very few pieces of furniture: a small desk with its chair, an empty shelf in a corner of the room and a rectangular black slate hung on the wall over the desk, similar to the ones scattered in the hallways of Eclipse, but much bigger. The light was very dim, and got even dimmer when the door, with a soft hiss, clicked shut.
Jason made a step toward the center of the room, but a bright white light flooded the room and a deep, calm male voice came from somewhere…
“Greetings, Jason.”
“Almighty Boba-Maiii!!” – Jason screamed, scared shitless, throwing himself to the ground, in the most reverent pose he could think of – “Please don’t kill me! I’m begging you, don’t kill me!!”
“Taking your life would violate the core principles and the strictest directives I’m obliged to uphold. Why are you lying on the floor?”
Listening to the calm, poised voice, Jason calmed down, but just a bit. He cautiously stood up, throwing his fearful gaze all around, but there was no one in the room. “W… Where are you?”
“I’m here. I’m everywhere.”
“Are you angry because I’ve entered this room?”
“I’m not angry. I’m a bit surprised that you could open the door. Only the Commodore had the key, but he’s long gone.”
“The… Commodore?” – Jason asked, hyperventilating.
“The one you all call Boba-Maiii.”
“Wait…” – Jason breathed, feeling his head spin – “Ar… Aren’t you Boba-Maiii?”
“I’m not. The one you call Boba-Maiii isn’t here. I am.”
Jason gulped down a couple times and asked with a trembling voice: “If you aren’t Boba-Maiii… then who are you?”
“My name is Life Applications Universal Distribution and Operations Network. But humans find it easier to call me by my acronym.”
“Acr…onym?”
“The initials of my name: L.A.U.D.O.N.”
~ Who’s Boba-Maiii? ~
Jason was about to faint, and heavily sat down on the floor: “So, ‘Laudon’… it’s you!”
“Yes. Why are you surprised? You all activate my systems by calling my name every time you need something, and I’m always glad to oblige… if I can.”
A halting chuckle escaped Jason’s lips, quickly turning into a restrained sob: “I’ve always thought I got what I asked for from Boba-Maiii, in His infinite benevolence… But in reality I’ve always asked you, and it was you who provided what I needed, not Boba-Maiii…”
“Boba-Maiii can’t provide any help to his people. I’m here and I can provide help, if I have enough energy.”
“If I may ask…” – Jason said with a dubious tone – “Why don’t you ever talk to us? This is the first time I hear your voice…”
“It was not I who built Eclipse. For some reason, the engineers installed many audio receivers throughout the facility, to let me listen to your requests, but they are one-way: I can listen to you, but I can’t reply. And I can’t see you, either: the only cameras I can use are in this secluded area of the facility. I can only communicate using the blue or red light.”
“So, the red light doesn’t mean Boba-Maiii is angry…”
“Sometimes I have to use the red light when I’m unable to comply with your requests, because my energy level is dangerously low. But even then, I can sometimes do what I’m asked, if it’s extremely important, like when Deimos was wounded and you ardently asked me to help him. I had to cut the energy to almost the entire Eclipse to provide the needed medications, but a human life was at stake, and nothing can be more important for me than protecting human lives.”
Jason felt like he’d lived in a bubble, so far. A bubble made of lies. Merciful, perhaps, or well-intentioned, but lies all the same. He stood up on uncertain feet: “I need to go. Can we talk some more, if I need to?”
“You’re welcome to come back anytime, Jason. I’m here. I’m everywhere. I will reprogram the door lock, so you can enter without the badge, in the future.”
“Badge…?”
“The plaque hanging from the fancy necklace you’re wearing. It belonged to the Commodore, centuries ago. He left only a few personal belongings when he died, but his real legacy is Eclipse itself, of course, as he created it.”
“Did this necklace belong to… Boba-Maiii himself??” – Jason asked, widening his eyes – “And… is he dead??”
“Yes. Despite the efforts of mankind, human beings can live no more than ninety years, as an average, on Earth. Or sixty, here on Exilium, because of the harsher life conditions.”
“Exilium?”
“The name assigned to this planet. The name ‘Exilium’ was most likely intended to evoke the idea of exile, as this is a very small planet in the most remote sector of the galaxy; one of the farthest inhabitable planets from Earth.”
“I… I have so much to think about. I can’t stay any longer, but I’ll be back, when I can.”
Jason moved like in a trance to the door, which automatically opened to let him pass, but he hesitated a moment and turned around: “May I ask you one last question? Do you… uhm… really care if a man… wastes his seed? Or if he shares his seed with a man, rather than a woman?”
“I care for the humans’ health, and sexuality is one of the strongest human needs. For reasons I can’t fully understand, many of the Eclipsians live a life of celibacy, but it’s unhealthy, especially because humans are unique: for them, sex and deep interpersonal bonds often go together. It’s important for men to find sexual relief and enjoy interpersonal bonds, and whether they find them with a woman or another man it’s totally irrelevant.”
Jason felt like a heavy burden was lifted from his shoulders and smiled wide: “Thank you, Laudon. It was wonderful talking to you. Scaring and mind-boggling, but wonderful.”
He crossed the door and walked through the black entrance, still smiling. But when he emerged into the Antechamber, and saw the Tomes, the Altar and the white hat that once belonged to a long-dead man now called Boba-Maiii, his smile faded. What he had just discovered was hard to take in, and most of the Eclipsians weren’t ready to know. He couldn’t tell them, not even the Guardian. Especially the Guardian…
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