Alien

Dr. Elias Rowe had been part of the first contact team for six months.

The alien species — called the Veyr — were tall, elegant, and terrifyingly intelligent. Their skin was a deep iridescent blue-black, and they had multiple long, flexible limbs that could shift between arms and tentacles depending on their needs.

Most of the human team was terrified of them.

Elias was fascinated.

Especially by one particular Veyr.

His name was Kael. He was taller than the others, broader, and seemed particularly interested in Elias. He would watch him during meetings with those strange, glowing silver eyes. Sometimes he would stand too close. Sometimes his tentacles would brush against Elias’s arm or back — not accidentally.

One night, after a long diplomatic session, Kael followed Elias back to his quarters.

Elias had barely closed the door when Kael was on him.

The alien moved fast. Multiple tentacles wrapped around Elias’s wrists and waist, lifting him off the ground and pressing him against the wall. Kael’s main arms pinned Elias’s shoulders while one thick tentacle slid under his shirt and wrapped around his cock.

Elias gasped.

“Kael— what are you—”

“You want this,” Kael said, his voice a low, vibrating hum that Elias felt in his bones. “I can smell it on you. Every time we are in the same room.”

A slick tentacle pressed between Elias’s legs and pushed inside his hole without warning. Elias cried out as it stretched him open — warm, thick, and strangely textured.

More tentacles joined in.

One wrapped around his throat. Another slid into his mouth. Smaller ones teased his nipples and the sensitive skin behind his balls. The thick one inside him started fucking him with deep, relentless strokes.

Elias’s mind went blank from the overwhelming sensation.

Kael watched him with those glowing silver eyes, completely focused.

“I have wanted to do this since the first time I saw you,” Kael said. “You are so small. So warm. So easy to fill.”

The tentacle inside Elias thickened and started pulsing. Hot, thick fluid flooded into him — the alien’s release. It didn’t stop. More tentacles pushed inside alongside the first one, stretching Elias even wider as Kael continued to pump him full.

Elias came hard, his cock pulsing untouched as he made a mess of his own stomach. The tentacles didn’t stop. They kept fucking him through his orgasm and beyond, drawing out every pulse until Elias was shaking and whimpering.

Only when Elias was completely limp and leaking alien cum from both holes did the tentacles finally slow down.

Kael gently lowered him to the bed and curled around him, multiple limbs holding him close.

“You are mine now,” Kael said quietly, his voice softer. “I will not share you with the others.”

Elias was too fucked out to argue.

He just closed his eyes and let the alien hold him, cum still leaking out of him in thick globs.

He had a feeling this was only the beginning.