Chapter 11: A new home.The alien's room was a sea of silk blankets. From the waves over the door to the rolling hills of sateen, there wasn't a single place that Murry could move that wouldn't be covered.As Murry entered behind Keltrix, he passed a low table that was the same as his cell. When he strolled next to the metal coffee table, Kel nodded to the piece of furniture. It was the only thing not overtaken with fabric. "I will give you clear information about your new living area, Murry-cat. If you do not understand, you can ask me or use our mental connection to ask. For me, it is easier if you use a mental picture. The image is easier than the words. The translation is not always accurate. I use your English words as best as I can.""I can talk to you in my mind?" Murry's eyebrows rose. That was slightly disturbing, but also he had to admit, it was kind of neat."You may talk to me in my mind as long as I wish it. My mind is stronger than yours. If you connect and I do not want

Chapter 13: Feeling lonely.In the hot shower, Murry stroked his hand over his cock. He pumped over the seven inches of enlarged needy flesh and the swollen begging crown. As his climax built, he brushed his other fingers over his nipples wishing for tentacles. His mouth filled with saliva picturing the taste of Keltrix. He kept moving his fist and he closed his eyes. Watermelon, tentacles, smooth skin, all the images of his alien fed Murry's desire bringing his yearning to a fevered pitch.Leaning against the side of the shower, he moaned. As always, right as he thought he might reach the pinnacle, nothing happened. His orgasm fizzled. His erection still stood straight out from his body, but he couldn't get to a finish. The high began to wane, and then the need faded. His bicep started to ache from overuse. Now his dick began to throb. Swearing, Murry let go of his heavy shaft. Damn Keltrix. Damn this. He shoved his face under the hot spray and swore a blue streak. If this kept happe

Chapter 15: The Command Center.It took Murry longer than he expected to understand the tiny green Nebos's directions. By the time he reached his first left, Murry was so buoyed by his success in figuring out Petey that he almost forgot how scary it was to be in the halls of an alien ship.That changed quickly.As Murry followed Petey's sliding from one palm to the other, he found the halls of the ship empty and foreboding like he entered a horror film. His shoulders tensed, waiting for the killer to pop out at any moment. The areas were all draped in other silks, satins, and even wool-looking piles. The coverings blocked doors, and before long, he was hopelessly lost. Left and then right, Murry trotted. As he came to a broader walkway, he got the feeling he was crossing onto someone else's fabrics. After the second right, Murry spotted his first alien ahead. The Dagerstanteen was close to five-nine and lean. His tentacles were not as muscular and well-formed as Kel's. The alien spott

Chapter 17: His alien returns. Murry yawned as he walked down the halls. The Nebos that covered every inch of the spaceship looked inviting. He could sit down anywhere right now and fall asleep.When they reached Kel's rooms, Murry was ready to crash. After he was let into the place by Rhylent, he crawled into bed. Sleep eluded him. Was Kel alive? How long before they found him? Murry tossed and turned and tangled his legs in the silks. What if they didn't find him and Murry didn't even help anyone?The Nebos got annoyed with his spinning. The robe and pants slipped off as if the fabric were in a huff. Murry was left naked on top of the covers. After a few hours, Murry rose. He walked to the table and asked for warm milk or some drink to calm his nerves. Sitting cross-legged on a pillow, he curled over a steaming cup of mystery liquid and sipped. The cup was empty, and Murry was no closer to falling asleep though it was now in the middle of the night. Just as he started to wonder if

Chapter 19: The has to end sometime.Murry was bent over the coffee table. His hand was half in a plate of not-real biscuits and gravy. His other hand slid through Kel's green drink. The liquid was now a goopy mess speared across the top. The cup hit the floor.Murry didn't give a damn.Moaning, Kel entered him. Tentacles wrapped around his waist, and the suction on his cock had him crying out into the furniture and destroyed food. Murry's hand gripped pancakes while his other hand slid through strawberry syrup. Kel built his orgasm with the expertise he'd gained from the days they had been together. Abruptly, Kel flipped Murry onto his back and loomed over him. The back of Murry's hair was now coated in gravy. The whipped cream Murry had thrown at Kel was smeared across the alien's cheek. Leaning up on his elbows, Murry licked at the sweet white topping. "All I asked was for you to try it," he groaned. Kel glided up his dick and then plunged back down with perfect suction. "That is