Chapter 23
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Just another dick in the wall
Garrison
THE THRIVING marketplace of Aurora Five deserved all my attention, but my mind was back on the Dorimisa, recalling every detail of Shohari’s body under my hands, her hot mouth on mine, my cock trapped deep inside her.
The more I thought about it, the more I wanted a do-over, my failing sitting heavy in my gut. It was her first time, for fuck’s sake. She deserved better.
Was she okay?
Zerena and her friend were happy, thank goodness, but the commonhouse had taken bloody ages.
Fenn and the women lingered at a clothing stall, and I drifted away, nearly bumping into a pair of kri’ith males in crisp, dark uniforms. Though they glowered at me, my attention was already on the shops and stalls ahead.
All the signs were in a mix of languages, none of which my translator helped me to read. The shop front with bright blue lights and whited-out panels didn’t need any translation, though.
I ducked inside, and, yeah, this was definitely a sex shop. I didn’t know where to start. Lewd pictures of all manner of species decorated the packets of mindboggling varieties of toys and other items.
“How can I help you?” The owner of the voice was a good foot taller than me—thanks to his oddly proportioned legs—and all four of his bright yellow arms were spread wide in a welcoming gesture.
In for a penny… “Hi, do you sell anything to help, uh, interspecies relationships?”
“I do. And you have come to the right place, my friend!” His long tail writhed with enthusiasm as he spoke, and I caught a glimpse of fangs in his broad mouth.
“May I enquire as to what species you are? We get many, many people through Aurora Five, but I have never seen the likes of you before. How delightfully exciting.”
I fought back a grin. “Human.”
“Hyoo-mann.” He rolled the word around malleable lips. “Wonderful. Fascinating! It is a delight to meet you. My name is Sokoosa, and I am gylaorli; you don’t see many of us around, either. How fortuitous! I do so love meeting new friends. What is your name?”
Despite his solicitous enthusiasm, Sokoosa seemed genuine, as if meeting me was the most exciting thing in the world.
It was evident in the glint and sharpness of his pink eyes and the deep timbre of his voice.
Were he human, I’d have been suspicious, but out here in the galaxy, I couldn’t make assumptions. “Garrison.”
“A pleasure to meet you, Yarrisan,” he said, pronouncing my name the best he could. “And may I ask what species your paramour is? No, wait. Let me guess.”
The effusive alien exuded so much joy, it would have been rude not to go along with it. “Sure, have a guess.”
“Hmm. Nebaru? They could be similar to you, somewhat.” He tapped elongated fingers across his cheek.
“Hmm, no, if you’re very similar to them, there would be no compatibility issues.
Not that I know what human bodies are like…
?” He looked at me expectantly, pink-haired eyebrows raised, and a giant smile spread across his face.
“Not nebaru.”
“J’tzavi?”
“Huh?”
All his limbs stilled for a moment. “Why don’t you give me a clue?”
Did I play, or did I get back to Shohari? We could be here all night at this rate. “Starts with kri, ends in ith.”
He skewered me with the kind of stare you got from a disappointed teacher.
Yeah, yeah, I could have done better, but I didn’t even try.
“That is too obvious a clue, my new friend. But never mind, there is a lifetime to learn the art of riddles.” The gylaorli steepled the fingers of both pairs of hands and began to walk around me in a slow circle.
“Kri’ith. A female, then, I assume? Yes, unique challenges can be had with kri’ith anatomy, though once you get round it, it’s a world of pleasure.
It would help if I knew what you are working with to be able to advise. ” He stared at my crotch.
Thank fuck I didn’t get easily embarrassed, I guess. “Yeah, she’s female. Fairly standard dick and balls?” I glanced around at the toys, pointing out a reasonably comparable dildo with no additional features.
“Ah, there is no such thing as fairly standard, my friend.” One hot pink eyebrow rose in a perfect arch. “This is a bit big for a kri’ith. But in shape, yes, I understand.” His voice turned overly sympathetic. “Did you get locked?”
I chuckled. “How did you guess?”
“It’s the usual thing with kri’ith women. Beautifully evolved to ensure the male makes her come but somewhat challenging for others. But I have just the thing.” He wandered round the twisting aisles and came back with two packets, effervescent in his excitement.
“This is the BewilderCurl. Simply place it over your testicles, and her curl will grab onto this, meaning you don’t get trapped. Though we do recommend you always make your woman come, and we have many, many female pleasure toys to help with that.”
My grimace was all too obvious. “I’m fine in that department. I was just caught at a disadvantage.” And I couldn’t wait to get my mouth around her delicious-looking clit as soon as we got back to the ship. Not that that would help when I was inside her.
“Well, should you wish something to emulate a male kri’ith, we also have the Nodulator.” With a flourish, he held out a cock sleeve with a bumpy texture on one side and an extra bit that baffled me.
“How much?”
Sokoosa named a price more than half my entire credits, and I winced.
I should not be blowing money meant for setting me up with a home or job or just a hint of stability.
And definitely not on sex toys. And especially not on very specific sex toys for a woman I likely only had two more days with—even if Muzati had confirmed I couldn’t get her pregnant, which only added to my lack of reservations.
Ah well, I’d never had the best track record with money. “If I could only pick one, which would you recommend?”
“These are the last ones I have in stock, Yarrisan. And they are both important. If I were you, I wouldn’t want to be without either of them.
” A sly look spread over his face. “If the credits are the problem, I can trade with you. I make many of these products myself, and how exciting would it be to have the first human sex toy? If you can model for me, perhaps we can work something out. You help me, I help you, hey?”
“Dude, you are way too eager to see a new species’ junk.”
“Of course! I am passionate about my craft, my new friend. Come. Let me show you.”
He took me through to the back of the shop and, somewhat dazed, I followed, only to be greeted with the biggest wall of dicks I’d ever seen, which, okay, I’d never seen a wall of dicks before.
But, if I were to imagine a wall of dicks in an alien sex shop, it wouldn’t have come close to the array of different sizes and shapes, in a rainbow of colours.
Where I once might have felt relief I was pretty average across the board, now it was only a detached observation. My size wasn’t the problem.
God, the tight clasp of her cunt. Remembering the way she rippled and sucked those orgasms out of me had my dick hardening again. I wanted to be able to bring her the pleasure she expected, the pleasure she deserved.
“See, this is a kri’ith prick.” Sokoosa gestured with one of his top hands at what would be an average human dick, if it wasn’t for the nodules on the top side of the length that moved under the surface where he touched it.
Right. They would work perfectly with her ripples.
“This is nebaru.”
Predictably similar to human.
“This is gylaorli, my people,” he continued.
Wow. The dude was packing some very interesting equipment, and I tried not to stare. How did that even work?
“Here we have hetrega. Some only have a mating arm, but we live in exciting sexual times, hey. Very exciting. Some have taken non-hetrega mates and have developed bipedal cocks.”
These guys had grown a whole new cock type? Seemed unlikely, but maybe in however many hundreds or thousands of years, if we fucked enough aliens, we’d develop funky cock abilities too.
I peered closer and realised the circles on both lower and upper sides looked like octopus suckers. “It looks like a tentacle.”
“Yeah, hey, obviously. That’s their whole thing.” He waggled all four arms down by his legs as if that explained everything. “Look, I’ve got a matching wall of pussy too.”
But of course he had. I spotted the kri’ith one straight away in the scores of more familiar and less familiar vulvas, all mounted in fleshlight style tubes, and I grinned.
Not only did we still use the tried and tested format our ancestors developed, but across the galaxy, a fake pussy in a tube was still the solo sex toy of choice for those of us with dicks.
Nice. “So, you want to add a human cock to your wall?”
“That is very right, hey. Your human cock, no less. And you can boast to your friends, ‘mine was the first human cock ever to be immortalised by the great Sokoosa from Aurora Five.’”
Was I actually considering this? I cast my gaze over the walls again.
I guess I was. It was a good dick. Good enough to be representative of humanity?
That was subjective, but I’d never had any complaints.
More importantly, these toys might help Shohari get the stimulation and attention she deserved. “What exactly would I need to do?”
“Utterly non-invasive holoscan. Very boring. You won’t even feel it.”
Right.
“Can you explain how the cock sleeve works? I’m still a bit hazy on the details.
” I could only afford one of the toys, and even then, I shouldn’t.
Shouldn’t be spending valuable credits on sex toys I’d likely never need again because this was oh-so-temporary, but the sleeve sounded promising, and I wanted to get it right for her.
My heart stung. If I could smooth over her uncertainty, her self-consciousness? Priceless.
So that was how I found myself sitting in the back room of an alien sex shop with my pants down, with a six limbed popinjay scanning my boner. Just another evening in the far flung galaxy.
“All done.” Sokoosa docked the scanner with his computer unit and leaned forwards. “For complete research, I’d very much like to observe the mechanics of a human orgasm and emission.” The look he offered me was eager and beseeching. “What do you think, hey?”
Despite being achingly hard from the thought of using these toys with Shohari, I was determined not to come until I’d made her come. Not that doing it in front of him was ever an option.
“I’m not jacking off so you can see what happens. Dude.” I pulled my trousers up, inwardly cursing at how tight they were as I crammed my dick in there. One day, I’d learn to choose the unsexy, comfy leggings, but that day wasn’t today and, if I was honest, probably wouldn’t be tomorrow, either.
Dismay spread across Sokoosa’s face, as if I’d kicked his kitten.
I rubbed my hand across my forehead. “Fine. I guess I can tell you about it, at least.”
His eyes lit up, and he leaned in, firing questions at me like the answers could be the meaning of life. “You will? You are a good, good human, Yarrisan. How far can you shoot your cum? What colour is it? How many times in a row?”
Dude. He may have been five percent creepy, but the rest was an equal split between eager puppy and dedicated master of his craft.
I kind of liked him.
After I left the shop, purchases hidden in my satchel and my credits intact, I wandered into the next stall. I rifled through the various clothing options that weren’t space leggings and added up my remaining credits.
Turned out, I could get a more comfortable pair of trousers after all.