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As they came closer, Buck saw their heads tilting and their faces moving as they were sniffing at the air between them, testing each others tantalizing odors. He stared, mesmerized by the picture box while he was amazed by their silent communication, neither one uttering a word, yet seeming to understand their silent language. The intruder grasped the exercise bar with both hands and stretched out his shorter, yet heavily muscled body while the host moved in closer. While he was close enough to touch him, he hesitated, tilting his head into the hollow beneath the young man’s flexed arm, inhaling his scent. Buck felt his cock rise to a full hard-on, throbbing before him as a pink tongue flicked out and licked at the offered arm pit then onto the curve of his chest.

The young man kept his position, smiling toward Buck as he gave himself to the more experienced, ministering male. He tilted back his head and closed his eyes as the man licked and gently bit at the side of his neck and along his face toward his sensuous mouth. His lips parted and the man covered the young mouth with his own in a long, slow kiss.

Outside, the gathered Cedations shouted their delight. Between their bodies rough hands explored the mounds of their chests and fingers pinched and twisted at the dark nipples until each human cried out aloud into the stillness of the cage. Buck saw only their faces as their big hands went to the hardened equipment between each other legs. He watched the younger male begin to lower his head against the front of his partner’s sweat slicked body, delivering licks and sensuous kisses to the tough skin, from his hard nipples to the triangle below his navel.

Buck’s cock throbbed up with excitement, arcing toward his belly as he watched the images in the box. He closed his fist around the stiff member and began a slow massage. He heard himself moan aloud from the need of release, triggered by the witnessed passion of the two men.

With the fingers of one hand the younger male skinned the flesh back on his mates cock and slowly lowered his wet mouth over the bulbous head and down the vein-etched shaft toward his inflamed balls. As he withdrew his mouth the slick member glistened and throbbed in the pulsing light until he dove again down onto it. The big man’s head fell back in ecstasy and his mouth opened in a low guttural cry that even Buck could hear.

Buck continued ministering to himself, feeling the tremendous need building in his groin as the men on the screen seemed to devour each other, falling, as if in slow motion to the straw covered floor.

Turning and twisting in a rutting knot, the young men’s bodies seemed to melt together, melding to form to one another until each head was between the others firm thighs, the eager cocks buried in their hungry mouths. Wet sucking sounds filled the area as their heads bobbed slowly up and down, rotating around the thrusting shafts. Tongues dipped into the long piss slits, collecting the pre-juice, driving the mated men to near madness.

Then the flawless flesh was moving again and their voluptuous mouths were melting together in another wet kiss. Their hands were coursing over each others bodies, pulling and pumping at the lurching erections, then fondling and squeezing the compact testicles hung below them in the taut bags.

The big man nibbled and sucked at his friend’s neck as his body slid onto his broad back and he wedged his incredible cock into the warm crevice of his ass. He flexed his belly against the mounds of the young male’s buttocks, his hard cock rasping against the hidden pucker and probing the back of his sensitive sack. Gently he lifted the mans hips until the ass was below him, molded to the front of his powerful body. He licked and drew long kisses along the wet flesh of his muscular back as he began to press tentatively against the tight opening.

The handsome head went up and a tortured cry briefly came from him before his mate covered his mouth with his own and the burgeoning cock head slipped past the portal and up into the warmth of his gut. Inch after inch of his massive penis buried itself in the young ass until their balls slapped together and he began to withdraw only to drive in again and again.

Buck had never imagined such an act between two men but watching the union drove him into the dark pit of his own lust. He imagined the taste of the big man’s sweating flesh and the sensation of his tumescent cock buried to the root in the warmth of that young ass. He laved the steady stream of juice leaking from the tip of his cock back over the swollen head, driving himself even closer to his own release.

The two sensuous bodies danced together in the tortuous rut, the younger man meeting each of his lover’s long thrusts with his own arching back, begging more depth from the pumping male while he moaned and cried aloud in the throws of his hunger.

Suddenly the top male roared and sunk his teeth onto the flesh of the others bulging shoulder and with one final push, buried himself in his bowels, so deep their flesh seemed like one body. He howled again into the chilled air while he came and the young human beneath him also erupted, jettisoning a thick stream of his seed over the hand on his cock and onto the straw cover spread out beneath them.

While they panted and kissed each other, their bodies still folded together, Buck felt his orgasm rushing through his loins toward release. He yelled, almost howling, as the first blast exploded from his cock and splattered on the glass before the crowd of watching Cedations. They shouted their approval as he blasted wad after wad of his milky spunk onto the surface while the other two males lay exhausted on the floor of the opposite cage.

Finally, the keepers entered and slipping the cruel noose over the younger mans neck, pulled him from the enclosure. Buck saw the image in the box fade and disappear as he dropped to the floor.

****************** Another week passed with nothing extraordinary happening to mark the time. Buck ate, slept and in the afternoons, when the Cedations gathered outside he pleasured himself for their entertainment, flinging loads of his pearly spunk onto the glass separating them while they watched. From time to time the weird box would come to life and he could watch whatever it was they had chosen to show him--most of the time it was male humans sharing their lust in one cell or another. The Director had continued to put many of them together but so far Buck had no company in his enclosure.

Several days later he awoke to the sound of the door sliding open and when he pulled himself up from his bed, swiping straw from his shoulders, he saw two keepers standing just inside the opening, one armed with the pole and noose. He quietly allowed him to slip the wire over his head while the other secured his wrists.

“What now? I was shaved and washed yesterday.....at least I think it was yesterday...where we goin’ huh?...” Buck said as he was turned and forced into the corridor.

There was never any answer from the keepers. Just that clicking noise they made to each other as they walked.

Buck had grown accustomed to his nakedness but he was still oddly aware of the sensation of his testicles bumping from thigh to thigh and his tumid cock swaying before him as he walked.

They lead him down another corridor and finally into a room equipped with an odd looking type of chair in the middle and a counter full of strange tools behind it. Buck was pressed ahead until he had no choice but to sit on the leather surface.

While they positioned him Buck was reclined on the lounge with his legs up at the foot and his arms at his sides. Suddenly, from the chair metal hoops appeared, closing tight around is ankles and wrists. Another came from beneath the chair and forced his forehead back into the cushion.

“What is this...?” he shouted as he struggled. He flexed and tugged while the bottom of the device separated, spreading his legs wide.

The Director appeared at is side as if from nowhere. “The time has come for you, Mr. Scott, to be identified as a possession of Saturnicus. About this you should be glad; the men who are not marked have an unsure future. So, don’t fight too hard,” he said while he lifted Buck’s half hard cock. Between his long fingers he held a large, thick silver ring, slowly rotating it. Buck could see the numbers and strange symbols etched into its surface.

Buck recalled seeing similar rings hanging from the tips of the other male’s dicks and he struggled harder on the recliner.

“Nnoooo...get off me...noooo,” he yelled.

One of the keepers had taken his cock from the Director and was sliding the long foreskin back onto the shaft while another slipped a small loop over his knob to hold the flesh back out of the way. Buck felt a rush of excitement while the exposed hole was smeared with a dark, strong smelling liquid inside and out.

He continued bucking and jerking in the chair but froze when he saw the long needle glint in the hand of the Cedation turning toward him. The two bodies blocked his view but Buck felt the cold metal as it passed the lips of his cock and entered him.

“No, no, no, no... AAAGGGHH!” he screamed as he heard the ‘crack’ of tissue and felt the horrible, searing pain spread into his dick. His body tried to close on itself but the chair held him open while the keepers forced the ring into place and closed the gap in the metal. Several drops of blood were cleaned off and his foreskin was released to slide back into place, this time only partially covering the new jewelry.

When they were finished Buck was returned to his cage were he sat against the mirrored wall looking between his legs at the adornment in his sore penis. The thick ring passed into his piss hole and emerged from the shaft, just behind the flared crown to join itself.

For more than a week he could not relieve himself of the pressure building in his loins, and it even hurt to piss, but in time the wound began to heal and he found he could satisfy himself again, jacking off for the amusement of the watching creatures outside. Oddly, he even enjoyed the feeling of the foreign object as he massaged his cock, urging himself toward eruption.

One morning, as he sat with his food tray, Buck heard the door being opened and his body stiffened as he moved toward the front of his cage. He watched suspiciously as the keepers pushed another naked male through the opening and released him from the noose about his throat, sliding the door closed behind him.

The stranger appeared young and fit, his chin tucked down into his chest and his muscular arms hanging loose at his sides. Like most of them he was bald and his body was completely hairless, even in the space between his legs and above his bouncing, erect cock. He stood with his long legs slightly spread, the bag holding his pendulous testicles swaying between his thick thighs.

Buck, too, found himself tentatively sniffing the air between them as he slowly approached his temporary companion, trying to pick up the scent of the mans body. From the edge of his vision he saw the Cedations beginning to gather outside the cage to watch the two animals together.

The young man remained still as Buck approached, not wanting to anger the man who lived in this space. The sculpted mounds of his chest and ridges of his segmented belly rose and fell evenly with his quiet breaths. He knew not to look into the face of the approaching stranger, but gradually saw the hair covered legs and then the full crotch with the shining ring hanging from the head of the mans long penis. As the large, wiry pelt at the base of his body came into view the man wondered why this male had not been denuded as most of the others had been.

Buck hungrily inhaled the scent of the young male before him, aching to reach forward and finally touch another body. While he sniffed close to the side of the smooth face a memory was suddenly sparked; a memory buried deep in the back of his mind. He touched the bare head and slowly tilted the face up to look into the clear blue eyes.

“Sonny,” Buck murmured, not believing they were finally seeing each other again. “Buck...man, it’s good to see you.” He closed his arms around his old friend and pulled their naked bodies together.

Behind the thrill of seeing his buddy, Buck felt a flush of excitement as their cocks pressed into each other’s bellies. He suddenly found his mouth over Sonny’s, caressing his full lips with his tongue and pressing urgently into the warm opening while his hands held the back of the smooth head.

Sonny reacted as if this was not a new experience, returning the deep kiss and Buck welcomed the reaction, suspecting that this was not the first time the young man had been put into another’s enclosure.

Buck drew in his breath and the two men breathed as one while his hands traced down Sonny’s soft back toward the raised mounds of his milky butt. He gently lifted and massaged one firm globe and then the other, letting his fingers just tentatively dip into the warm crevice hidden between them. Beneath him Sonny shifted his weight, offering Buck more access to the secreted spot while silently announcing his desire for more contact.

He broke from their passion and delicately licked at Buck’s throat up toward each ear while the bigger man moaned with a new found excitement in the attentions. The body shuddered against Sonny’s while he continued kissing and nipping at the man. His head tilted and he moved down onto Buck’s hairy chest, thrilled by the taste of male hair against his lips as he searched for and located the pouting nubs of Buck’s distended nipples, sucking and chewing one and then the other until Buck moaned and cried out with desire.

He gradually knelt, sliding the sweating front of his body against Buck’s, tasting his salty flesh and locating the single hairy trail that began on the solid ridges of his abdomen, just above his navel and spread down into the wiry pelt filling the triangle below. The cock throbbed against his throat and Sonny felt the hard, cool ring against his skin as he kissed and licked at the delicate areas beside Buck’s warm, low hanging balls.

Buck pinched his eyes closed and held the man’s solid shoulders while he lost himself in the flood of lust taking over his mind and body. Sonny used his tender mouth and tongue expertly, exploring hidden areas in the base of Buck’s big body until he was crying aloud, unable to tolerate the amazing sensations. Looking down he saw the man’s hands on his hips, drawing him forward and the mouth opening as it closed on the swollen tip of his throbbing cock. A rush of passion Buck had never felt washed over him as the young man drew more and more of the rampant shaft into his mouth, sucking at its vein etched surface until it had disappeared inside and his nose pressed into the thatch of Buck’s rich and musky pubes.

He closed his hands on the back of the young mans bald head, remembering how handsome Sonny had been with a full head of hair, while never imagining he would be kneeling before him savoring his hard prick.

Above him Buck cried out again as Sonny tasted and teased the big solid ring piercing the cocks bulging head, driving the tip of his tongue into the center of the thing, then exploring the space where it vanished into the stiff shaft. He drew out the sweet-salty juices flowing out around the cool metal and swallowed them hungrily.

Joining in the erotic dance, Buck bent and kissed the back of the bald head and caressed the broad shoulders. Gradually he lowered himself to the floor; their sweating bodies still locked together, Sonny still impaled on his rampant prick. Panting and twisting, Buck positioned his head between Sonny’s taut legs, his face inches away from the man’s musk scented, full crotch. Before his eyes the big cock lurched and bounced with their movements, his big balls lying languidly over on one thigh like large eggs rolling in the skin bag. A rush of lust flashed from his own sex as the man working him enveloped his entire rod, sinking slowly down to the hairy root. He edged his mouth closer and heard the young man moan as he drew his tongue slowly along the cleft in the spongy head to the top of the flaring crown. He opened his mouth and returned the attentions being lavished on his own sex, sucking the hard cock deep into his gullet, tasting the sweet-salty flesh of the rod and drawing the young mans juices out and onto his tongue.

Together they rolled in their torrid coupling, devouring each other until all at once they began to wrestle, Buck trying to gain a top position over his partner while Sonny, laughing, tried vainly to resist the bigger man.

Buck gradually positioned Sonny beneath him as he drew his sweating body against the contour of the strong, young back. He was possessed with the need for release, the type of satisfaction he knew he could only find with another male in this strange environment. His belly was tight against Sonny’s panting back as his laved kisses and tender bites on the salty flesh, over the man’s broad shoulders and up to his stubbly neck. He inhaled the musky scent of him as his arms encircled Sonny’s and their big bodies became like one on the floor.

Sonny arched his back against the weight of Buck’s body as their sweat-slick flesh moved together. He spread his knees while he felt the stiffness of Buck’s cock slide against the mound of his ass cheeks and slip into the crevice between them. Consciously he thrust his back his hips, increasing their contact and telling Buck he was ready for him to enter him. He was wild with the need for the pleasure-pain the big man would give him as he felt the cock massaging his ass, seeking his secreted pucker.

While he kissed his neck Buck also caressed Sonny’s wet sides, slowly working his hands down toward his hips and the mounds of the firm ass beneath him. He kneaded the firm globes while his cock thrust into the divide, seeking the hot opening. He drew his rough palms up the backs of Sonny’s thighs, and then with one hand he grasped his rampant cock and guided the head to the puckered rosette and slowly wedged it in, past the pop of the sphincter and into the hot velvet membrane inside. Sonny yelped as he entered then began to moan beneath him as he slid into him, one thick inch at a time until the cock was buried to the sack of his balls in the young ass. He arced up, stretching his body back while he held tight to the convulsing hips and pulled his cock slowly out to the crown of its swollen head and then drove languidly back in; the amazing sensations in his crotch driving him nearly mad. He howled and panted as he increased his probing to a steady fucking rhythm that would drive them both to a shuddering orgasm. Buck slid his hand to the front of Sonny’s body, over the thrashing surface of his ripped belly and down to the root of the stiff member jutting up between his legs. It was hot and hard in his grasp, throbbing with life as he closed his fist around it. He felt the edge of the crown and then the stream of juice flowing from its tip onto his searching fingers. Buck gathered the leaking fluid and brought it his mouth, savoring its pungent flavor.

Driving his hips forward and then back, Sonny impaled himself harder onto the cock buried in him while the fist surrounding his own dick began pumping the hardened shaft and teasing the ridge of his tumid head. He arched his head back and cried out from the amazing pleasure surging through his body and kissed the lips of the man clinging to his back. He felt the first surge of rising orgasm pulsing through his groin as he yelled again and pressed himself back against Buck. As he panted and moaned he let himself drop into the abyss of his climax. He felt the flow of his seed racing through the base of his body and past the shaft of the dick buried in his gut, then into the root of his rampant penis. The familiar tickle told him to relax and he howled aloud again as his muscles clenched and the first blast flew from his long slit, over the flagging hand and into the straw beneath his face. He continued to cry out as a second and third jolt flew from him until there was only a steady stream of thick, opalescent cream flowing over the edge of Buck’s big hand.

Buck felt the change in the young man’s body and knew it was his approaching climax. He held hard to the gyrating hips and buried his cock deep inside as the swollen ring in the ass tightened hard on his cock. Sonny cried out while in his hand Buck felt the first contractions of his thick cock and the explosion of his spunk as it burst from the tip. The musky scent of the man’s cum filled the space as it was flung onto the floor beneath them and then Buck was pumping the stream out onto his hand, gently massaging Sonny’s throbbing member. The tortured ring slackened around his dick and Buck began his fucking motion again, rapidly approaching his own orgasm. Suddenly the flood began deep within him. The voices of the cheering Cedations outside his cage disappeared as he became lost in the ecstasy of his release. He heard himself yell as he grabbed Sonny’s hips and held him still beneath him, pumping desperately into him. With a great gasp he thrust forward, his pubic bush plastered against the young ass as he gave himself to the flood approaching the root of his dick and then racing toward the distended tip. Buck felt his superheated spunk rush in five distinct blasts from his cock into the guts of the man trapped under him as he yelled into the cold air of the cage, overcome with rapture.

Finally they were finished and Buck covered his partner’s mouth in a long, deep kiss before they fell panting to the floor, still locked in each others arms, their relaxing dicks lying on each others thighs leaking the last bit of their loads.

All at once the door of the cage was slid open and the keepers entered. The noose was tightened around Sonny’s throat as he was pulled to his feet and forced toward the back of the cage and into the corridor. They closed the door and once again Buck was alone. Over the passing months, Sonny was brought to Buck many times; the Director and his guests seemed to like the way these males interacted and both men knew the most important thing was keeping the Cedations entertained.

One day, after he had been cleaned and fed the keepers once again appeared at the rear of the cage. Buck recognized their stance and saw the ready poles and nooses in their hands.

“Now what?” he shouted. “I’ve been washed already...whatdya want?” Buck rose and let them approach quietly, pulling tight on his throat while his hands were bound high up into the small of his back. They clicked and growled at each other as they pushed him from the cage and into the corridor.

In the hall behind the cages perhaps a dozen or more of the human males were being assembled along the wall. Buck stretched his neck and saw Sonny’s naked body being pressed into the formation to his left. Once the keepers were satisfied, the bizarre parade was moved forward with accompanying stinging snaps to the buttocks from the guard’s small quirts. Then, at the end of the building the line was stopped and the men were grouped together side by side against the wall, their naked flanks pressing against one another.

While they were held there a group of naked men was led past them toward the cages deeper in the corridor. They all had the stunned look of newcomers etched on their faces and the wad of choking goo still lodged in their mouths.

When they had passed, two of the Cedations approached each bound man. While he struggled and spat, one lifted his penis and held it while the other cut the thick ring, drew the pieces from the cock, and disposed of the metal. It was done quickly and when the rings had been removed the men were hustled into a cage barely big enough to hold them, standing side by side.

On the third day of their confinement the guards came as they had for the past two days to select one of the men from the hapless group. This time it was Buck who was chosen, noosed and led, bound from the cage. He followed the guard, stumbling along in the hall until they arrived at a heavy door. It was pushed aside and he was untied and quickly pushed in. He heard the door slam behind him while he looked out the front window at the crowd of Cedation visitors gathered there.

“Noooo,” he screamed as he turned his head and saw the breathing black hulk huddled in the corner of the cage.

Buck tried desperately to open the door, his muscles straining, his fingers tearing at the metal. His gaze flashed around the walls, vainly seeking another way out.

The hulk of the Gorson moved slightly and Buck saw the long tentacle begin to reach out in his direction. He panicked and clawed at the wall and mirror, panting and crying. His bladder relaxed from sheer terror and a strong stream of waste splattered to the floor. The black tentacle grew closer and me became mesmerized by its side to side slithering, taking his attention from the other movement beneath the fur.

Suddenly, the long appendage snapped forward and was wrapped around Buck’s ankle. He heard himself scream again as the creature tightened its grip and tugged the foot from beneath Buck’s thrashing body. He grabbed for anything he could grasp as he fell but there was nothing. He saw the blood stained steel floor rising toward him and then there was nothing but an inky void where he seemed to float.

“Buck...Buck...?” he heard someone call. “Can you hear me? Are you there? Come on, buddy... Come back here.”

He slowly opened his eyes. His head was in Sonny’s lap and he was looking up into his blue eyes. It was probably the best sight he’d ever seen.

“Wha... What happened? Where the Hell... Ow...God, my head!”

“I’m surprised you waked up at all,” Sonny said. He mopped a cold, wet cloth once again across Buck’s forehead and face. “That was one hell of a fall. Your horse got spooked by something and threw ya’. I could hardly hold on to mine. Ya hit your head on one of them fence posts out there on your way down, boss. You been out for awhile. ‘bout three days.”

Buck looked around and realized he was in a bedroom at their boss’s ranch house with his friend still at his side.

“Pretty lucky, I guess... Sonny, I gotta piss mighty bad. Can ya’...?”

“Sure thing buddy. Here, put your arm around my neck.”

“Sonny, you ever hear of Saturnicus?” Sonny was helping him toward the adjoining room where the chamber pot was kept.

“No, boss...other than you saying that word whilst you was out. You were having one hell of a nightmare in that delirium.”

“Thanks.”

Sonny turned while Buck pulled up the nightshirt they’d put him in, skinned back his long foreskin and aimed his cock into the clean ceramic container. While he pissed a steady drip of urine fell from a broad hole just below and behind the brooding head of his cock. A hole that a thick ring could have been pierced through.