Kaden

Hi everyone whose stuck around, sorry for the long wait… As previously mentioned I am a terrible updater. The problem is I can see everything in my head; only I’m too impatient to actually sit down and slog through all the tedious bits… Sigh. Anyways, I can’t believe it’s been months and I hope you’ll forgive me for the wait… Also this chapter is a little short cos I ran out of steam towards the end, sorry bout that...



Thanks sooo much to my reviewers!



And words can’t describe how in awe I am that Opiuchus Malfoy reviewed my work. *Bounces in fan joy... I’ve been a fan of yours since reading your work in Restricted Section.



Also, umm, *cough thisiskindofmyfirstlemon cough



So yeah, was sort of a challenge to my self to do this in erotica... If there’s any pointers you’ve got for me then send them my way.





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Flushing as the tent in my trousers was eyed rather salaciously, I gulped as he licked his lips and smirked at me.



“Master,” he purred throatily, “I’m starved, but I don’t want breakfast here…”



“Can we go back to your room?”



As he spoke, he drew nearer and nearer till I could feel his breath on my lips, and poked his tongue out to swipe at the left corner of that sinful mouth. His cream colored skin had small and fine hairs on it and this close, he looked a little furry from the side where the lights outlined them to a pale white. And he was purring, I realized belatedly, like a begging stray.



And a very pretty stray at that.



Blinking helplessly, I protested, “But you’ve barely ate anything.”



He blinked slowly, lowering his heavy lashes over his grey eyes and pouting.



“Pretty please, Master?”



I gulped as I looked at his adorable face, the puppy eyes and his pouty pink lips in such close proximity was making my brain melt…



I squeezed my eyes shut and after a few moments reopened one slowly hoping he had put some distance between us.



No such luck.



I swallowed again and hurriedly blurted out a slightly panicked yes as he moved his face closer by another teeny bit. His face lit up like a Christmas tree as he stood quickly, holding my hand between both of his.



“Let go master!”



He was so excited I could practically hear the exclamation marks at the end of his sentence.



“Aren’t you going to eat anything?”



Shooting me a sly grin, he slid close and whispered in my ear, “Can I eat you Master?”



At the rather graphic images that flooded my brain, I stood up and allowed him to take us both back to the bedroom…





I felt like jumping up and down when I got my Master to agree to play with me. Perhaps I could please him after all. It wasn’t like he wasn’t attracted to me. His body had told me that much.



I kept our hands joined together as I made for the bedroom. Looking at my Master’s face, I smiled happily as he avoided looking at me and studied the strange moving floor’s surface instead.



His face was a bright scarlet, almost like the color of one of my classmates back in the slave compound, when he had stayed out in the sun for too long and burned his fair skin to a painful looking red.



I had been informed that the human biology was so similar to my own species that they expressed their embarrassment or shyness in the same manner, by flushing blood to the capillaries closest to the skins surface.



Which meant my master was uncertain or discomfited?



Could it be that he was untried in the area of bed sports? That was most improbable. It was true that several customers of the compound were virgins, yet they had never before purchased inexperienced slaves. It didn’t matter how much education in erotica the slaves had gotten, it was argued, there was a distinct difference in level of ability from those more experienced. They were more confident and better able to recall later the pleasure points of the one serviced.



Virgin slaves were in high demand, but to the extremely experienced who wanted the pleasure of being the first to wean their slaves to the art of pleasurable plays.



If my master was indeed untried, why did he not ask for another more experienced slave?



Perhaps he wanted to be on equal footing to the one with him? Neither submissive not dominant but both?



If so then it made sense after all to purchase one like me.



I was doubly determined to have my Master now and make sure he would never regret purchasing me instead of an experienced slave.



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When I finally dared venture to look down at the little alien, he was wearing a rather baffled expression on his face. Then, I could almost see the light bulb on top of his head, light up as he figured out whatever was puzzling him.



Then he pulled open the bedroom door and all other thoughts left my mind in the face of the utter panic that flooded my brain. I had no clue what I should do. He obviously had no objections, even desired this as far as I could tell. But what did I know? I had never ever even shown another person my bedroom before, let alone a person with a rather amorous agenda.



He released my hand and began to remove the articles of clothing I loaned him just a while ago. The shirt fell to the floor in a heap of white cotton, then, he reached for the zip on his slacks. Stopping suddenly, he looked at me and smiled apologetically.



“Master, do you wish to disrobe me?”



My palms were sweaty and I nodded weakly in assent. As he stepped forward, so did I bringing us abruptly together.



I was nearly unbalanced and reaching out my hand, I grabbed him in an effort to steady myself. I realized a split instant later I had grabbed his butt.





Oops.





His eyes widened in an almost comical expression of surprise before a happy smile spread across his face. It was like watching the sunrise, magnetic and magnificent. I reached out to touch it, to touch his lips and gasped when he flicked out his tongue to taste my two digits.



He caught my hand in both of his and slowly, dragged it over his neck, down his chest, towards his hips. Then, he pulled it right over his fly and pressed down, firmly.





He groaned loudly and thrust his hips into the pressure. I looked at his face in awe as I felt the hard bulge under those jeans. He looked perfectly edible, biting on those soft peach lips and a flush in his cheeks.



I unzipped his fly slowly relishing the anticipation on Kaden’s face. I savored his hungry look of impatience as I finally reached the end. Then I looked down.



His cock was straining towards me and as I stared at it, Kaden made a whining sound and said “Please Master, touch it?”



I put out a hesitant hand, not sure exactly how one went about this. Though they were the same sex and that eliminated some confusion, he didn’t know how it worked from this angle. As I touched the tip of his erection with my index and middle finger, he gasped and I felt a droplet of pre cum leak out and spread over my fingertips.



“Master, please!”



There was a rather desperate note in my slave’s voice and I realized I had been standing and staring for a while now.



Blushing, I grabbed hold of his shaft firmly and gave it a firm stroke. Encouraged by his rather vocal appreciation, I did it again.



And again.



I was starting to get a rhythm when he bleated urgently “Please master, I’m… I can’t…”



His eyes glazed over and he thrust into my hand. I realized he was very close. I wondered briefly if all aliens were as hyper sensitized as my little lover for I didn’t think it was normal to come so quickly.



At least it wasn’t for me.



I slowed down my strokes and he let a whimper pass his lips.



He looked so beautiful…



His frustration showing, he bit his lip and looked pleadingly at me.



Just then, the alarm rang. A digitized voice played over the audio speakers: ‘It is now 11 o’clock’



I remembered the appointment I had was halfway across town, which meant at least a half hour of traveling time. I cursed under my breath and looked at my delectable slave. His features twisted in desperation as he thrust into my hand.





“Master?”



I looked down and sighed regretfully.



“I have to go to work.”



He looked so despairing at that statement that I had to chuckle.



“Don’t worry, I’m not going to leave you like this.”



He perked up and batted his eyelashes at me hopefully.



I smiled and kissed him, more of a quick peck than anything and began to finish him.



Then I hesitated; maybe I could try something I’d read of before. If I sucked at it, pun intended, then I could always switch back to the hand job.



I sank to my knees, smirking when I realized my head was still too high to do what I’d planned by a good 40 or so cm.





His frontal bangs of hair was pinned back by the translator head set and it looked liked he was wearing a hair band. It made him appear even more effeminate and was also strangely endearing.



Shifting back to get a better angle, I kissed Kaden’s stomach, just above his belly button and made my way down. Reaching the beginnings of very fine, auburn pubes I caught hold of his cock.



I took a deep breath to steady myself and leaning forward, took the head of his cock into my mouth. I felt him practically jump out of his skin and decided to up the ante by swiping my tongue over the glans, once, twice and a third time for good measure.



I moved my tongue under it and slowly moved down his length all the time keeping up the suction pressure. As the distance to the base of his cock kept shrinking, I realized while trying to keep my teeth from grazing my slave’s skin, I had started drooling. I tried not to panic or make sudden moves but the urge to just wipe off the pooling saliva was extremely strong as I was always rather phobic about spit.



Then to add to the problem, his cock finally bumped its way to the very back of my throat and I froze as I tried to control my gagging. I looked upwards and was thankful to see the little alien’s eyes were squeezed shut in enjoyment of the sensations. His blissed out look was just too adorable.



I squeezed my lips over the shaft in my mouth and pulled back upward in a swift manner that was bound to create intense friction. As I reached the top, I sucked for all I was worth and flicked my tongue into the slit.



With a little cry that was so arousing I almost came myself, the little creature climaxed violently, spraying his seed across my tongue. I swallowed quickly and continued suckling at his cock for a time until he went completely soft.



Standing up, wincing at the pins and needles in my left foot, I kissed him again, taking longer this time, and hugged him to me quickly before walking to the door. Looking back, I saw Kaden had decided to sit and was resting his head on the side of the bed. He looked pleasantly satiated and I allowed myself smug grin at being able to have put that expression on his face.



Clearing my throat, I smiled reassuringly at him when I got his attention and spoke, “I’ll be back soon and until then I give you permission to explore the place. You are to have excess to any part of the hotel you wish to be in and the staff have already been told so. However, you are not to leave the hotel. Is that clear?”



He nodded and said something, which made my heart melt.



“Come back soon, Master.”



“I will.”