Vegas Vacation
The winter wind ripped down the valley, tearing the exhaust from the sled's engine. He squinted into the weak sunlight as the toll road wound out of the shade.
"Welcome home, tay-Lor," his companion's voice vibrated through the speakers in his helmet, "Hurry, I'm waiting! Today he sped down the mound, eager to give Val the lovely news. He pulled up in front of the subtle rounded walls of the quonset arrangement the company had provided about 5 report later. Once inside, he waited impatiently for the hydraulics to seal the exit; finally the conservational light flashed.
condomedSlowly he unbuckled and lifted the chilly headgear off. He smiled as he felt the Earth-quality ambiance engulf him when he walked through the inside door. Val loved the muggy heat of his birth world and always tried to emulate it at family. Val was evidently intrauterine grown, with that feature of yeilding hardness only a mother could instill in a young man. His pure humanity was incredibly exciting to the off-world raised "gen-mod". He was then incubated invitro and raised at the Company's clone development center on Io. Val moved to kneel at tay-Lor's feet and eagerly reached for the fastners of the environmental match.
gagging sluttay-Lor grunted as he felt his lift sink into Val's sweltering, wet mouth. His blood broken up, filling his stab, throbbing with his pulse. He flexed, thrusting into that oh so agreeable, sucking mouth. He quivered as Val hard-pressed a finger against his asshole, the stroking of his sensitive pucker an exquisite counterpoint to the cuddle of Val's tongue on his incline. Selfishly he fucked that young face, his own pleasure all he hunted.
"Stop," he groaned, "I necessity to cum surrounded by you Val. Stop. Val looked up, "Your necessity is mine. I famine to cum with you classified me tay. Fuck me, please."
Grinning, tay-Lor helped Val to his feet, "Rebuff, Val." He led the road into the bedroom, stretched out on the twin bed. His cock leave heavily against his stomach, a slippery maroon of semen stretched from immediately below his tummy button to his cockhead. His decisive fluid was almost dripping as he imagined Val's difficult muscles opening for him. tay-Lor watched as Val took the tube of fat off the desk and squeezed a generous clump onto his fingers. The frost of the jelly made his gut compress as Val equipped his cock.
tay-Lor reached down and urged Val over his bulk. The touch of so much scorching skin was a strong aphrodisiac and tay-Lor could by a hair's breadth wait. Val straddled his waist and leaned send on to kiss him. tay-Lor wet his own fingers with dribble. He heard his lover's sweet moans as his touch worked through the sphincter. He twisted it round and felt the cavity soften and stretch. He unhurriedly inserted three fingers. Fucking Val's strict hole with his digits, lubricating him. Now!" Val cried out.
The clone enthralled the human's thighs and pulled them further away from each other. Val raised up onto his knees and grasped the slippery cock, rubbing it against his wet, wanting ass. He moaned vociferously as he sat back, impaling himself. He encouraged his hand and squeezed Val's shank, sensing his precious human being was going to cum.
Val rolled his hips as he ongoing to fuck tay-Lor. He quivered as he rose up and sank back down. He stroked Val's lift, milking it with his fingers. They panted, their passion nearing culmination. The broiling splash of Val's orgasm ripped loud growls from tay-Lor's throat. "Good news at the moment, Val. I expected notice that I'm endorsed a clone litter. Will you donate your cheek cells for the fabrication?"
Val laughed cheerfully at the news bulletin, "Of course, tay! You're the only person who will ever have them!"
"I appearance forward to a whole lotta trivial val-Tor's running around. Especially if they peek just like you!" tay-Lor got out of twin bed and presented Val with the clean kit, "Now's as lovely a time as any, I speculation."