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I couldn’t get the big, furry alien out of my mind. I laid on the couch with my comPad and looked up Degans on the Net. Unfortunately, I couldn’t find any in-depth information on the species in a language I could understand and without paying a fee. An outdated encyclopedia entry had some pictures of Degan males and females in military uniforms and the article was heavily concentrated on the topic of their armed forces.

I thought of him all night. He appeared to me in my dreams and when I woke in the morning, my erection throbbed and ached for release.

Ignoring it, I took a deep breath and got out of bed. It took a bit for my dick to soften enough to pee. After taking a quick shower, I got dressed in my casual clothes and decided to treat myself and go out and get breakfast. I took my own advice and went to Prime Diner.

The restaurant was close enough that I could walk. I kept my head down and walked quickly, not wanting to bring any attention to myself by the gangs that roamed the streets.

I pulled open the door and looked around the crowded diner for an empty seat. I froze when I made eye contact with Bastian. The big Degan was sitting in a booth alone, tearing into his breakfast. He was hard to miss, being one of two aliens in the restaurant as well as being a giant.

When he saw me, the corner of his mouth turned up in an attempt at a smile. He pointed to the empty booth seat across from him with his fork.

I nodded and walked over and slid into the booth, ignoring the inquisitive looks from the other patrons.

“Hello,” he said.

His rich and gravelly baritone voice gave me shivers, and I cleared my throat out of a nervous habit and tried to ignore the butterflies that had taken residence in my belly.

“Hello. The French toast is my favorite,” I said the nodding towards his plate.

“Mmm. It is good. I like this meat the best,” he said as he speared a breakfast sausage patty with his fork and bit into half of it. “Spicy.”

“That’s a sausage patty. They’re good. Everything here is good.”

“Yes. I came here for dinner last night as well.”

When the waitress walked up, I turned the empty mug in front of me over and she filled it with coffee. She pulled out a comPad and flashed me a big smile of recognition. “Hey, honey. What can I get ya today?”

“I will have the French toast breakfast with bacon, please.”

Bastian cleared his throat. “Can I have another one of these platters please? And a double-order of these sausage patties?”

“Sure thing,” she said with a wink as she left to take care of the other customers. I was pleasantly surprised at how friendly she was with Bastian. The diner didn’t get many alien visitors, even though it was fairly close to the Spaceport.

“Did you find a room okay?” I asked Bastian.

“Yes. Thank you again.”

“You’re welcome. Thank you for letting me sit with you. It’s very busy this morning.”

“Of course,” he said. Bastian took a sip of his coffee and frowned and put the mug back on the table.

“Coffee is an acquired taste,” I said. “I don’t drink it often, but when I do, I like to sweeten it.” I poured a little bit of sugar into my coffee mug, stirred it with a spoon, and took a sip.

“So you like working at the spaceport?” he asked as he poured some sugar into his mug.

“Oh, yes. Very much. There’s so much to see.”

Bastian took another sip of his coffee and he shuddered, clearly disgusted by the taste. He put the mug on the table and pushed it away from him. I couldn’t help but laugh.

“That is revolting,” he said. “You know, if you are interested in observing other species, a space station or starship would be a better choice than the spaceport here.”

“Well, I tried to enlist in the Union Navy, but my scores weren’t high enough.”

Bastian looked surprised. “No? I do not believe that.”

“Well, my mental score was fine, but my physical score was just under the line. I’m… well, I’m kind of small. I couldn’t do all of the tasks to the recruiter’s satisfaction.” I gave a shrug. “I don’t think he liked me, anyway. And I think he wanted to… Yeah, nevermind. It doesn’t matter.”

“Have you never been off-world then?”

“No. But I’m saving my credits. I hope one day, maybe when I retire, I will be able to take a shuttle to the Luna Station orbiting the moon. From there, who knows.” I smiled wistfully, as I thought about travelling amongst the stars.

“Well, I hope one day you will get to fulfill your dream.”

The waitress brought our food then and I began eating while Bastian started on his second serving.

“You eat a lot, huh?” I said as I looked over his huge frame.

“Yes. I require large amounts of food,” he said matter-of-factly. He speared a sausage patty with his fork and bit into it, a lower canine tooth piercing the patty clean through.

He looked almost cute right then and I couldn’t help but grin.

Bastian regarded me for a moment. “You are a genuinely happy boy, aren’t you?”

I shrugged, unsure of how to take his question. “I suppose so.”

“You smile often. I am not accustomed to seeing many smiles in my travels.”

I was a little embarrassed and I tried not to blush when I said, “Well, then I guess I will have to smile extra for you.”

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“Thank you for buying me breakfast,” I said as we exited the diner.

“It was my pleasure.”

Bastian looked around at the neighborhood. His eyes narrowed and his brow dropped as he spotted a group of young men loitering in front of the convenience store next door. He moved closer to me and said, “I will escort you home.”

“It’s safe, for the most part,” I said. “I walk around here all the time. I don’t think I need to worry. But if you want to walk me home, that would be okay.”

Bastian nodded and pulled his cloak’s hood over his head.

As we walked the two miles to my apartment building, I couldn’t help but notice how Bastian’s eyes moved around. It was as if he was surveying every detail, or perhaps on the lookout for danger.

I never really felt unsafe walking through the residential district, but I knew enough to keep my head down and not engage any of the gangs and they never bothered me for the most part. I recognized some of them from the orphanage and I always thought that might be the reason that they didn’t mess with me. As the kids got older, many of them left the orphanages and joined the street gangs. I stayed until I graduated from high school. At that point, they were no longer legally obligated to provide care for me and I was released with a bit of change in my pocket and a bag of clothes slung over my shoulder. Regardless, walking with Bastian, I felt very safe. No one would even think of messing with me with him at my side.

“So you arrived on a cargo ship, if I remember right. Definitely not a luxury cruiser. How was the trip?”

“It was slower than I am used to and the accommodations were abysmal.”

I laughed. ”I bet it saved you a bundle though.”

“Yes,” he answered simply.

I figured there was more to the story, but Bastian seemed to close the subject. Too bad, because I would have loved to have heard more about the ship.

I glanced up at him to find him staring down at me. His eyes wandered down my body, pausing to stare at my ass. The tip of his tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip, sliding from one extended canine to the other.

That answered my question. He was attracted to me as well. My dick stiffened in my pants, and I craved the feel of that mouth and tongue.

When we got to my building, I held the door open and Bastian followed me inside. My heart raced at the thought of him coming up to my apartment. If he wanted to fool around, I was ready to say yes.

“This is me,” I said quietly as I stopped in front of my apartment door.

I leaned back against the doorway as Bastian moved closer. I could feel the heat radiating off his body. A musky, spicy scent seemed to drift off him. I took a deep breath, inhaling the intoxicating smell. I felt my dick throb in my trousers and it was starting to leak. I swallowed nervously, hoping that a wet spot wasn’t showing.

“You smell so good,” I whispered. Would he think I was a freak if I leaned in and sniffed him?

He blinked and straightened as if surprised. “You smell that?”

“Yeah,” I whispered breathlessly. “It smells really, really good.”

A growl rumbled deep in his chest and he moved closer. I decided to go for it. I leaned in and sniffed his chest. My eyes fluttered closed and I let out a soft moan.

I opened my eyes and looked up at him. “Do you want to come in?” I asked. Please say yes.

“Yes,” he growled.

I turned and pressed my palm against the door scanner. The door dinged and swooshed open and he followed me inside.

As soon as the door shut, he slapped his hand on the LOCK control. He stared at me, his chest heaving. The musky scent was rolling off him now. He pulled off his cloak and tossed it on the back of my chair.

Under his cloak, he wore a tight brown vest that perfectly showed off his chest and his massive arm muscles. He wore a pair of dark brown leather pants that looked like they were comfortably worn-in. Good god, that bulge in his crotch—

I didn’t have time to look further, because he quickly closed the distance between us. Grabbing me, he pulled me close and stared into my eyes. Melting into his embrace, I tilted my head back as he lowered his. He gently pressed his lips against mine and I let out a little whimper. I grabbed his massive, beefy arms and pulled myself even closer to him, molding myself against his body.

My lips brushed against his sharp canine teeth, but he seemed to be careful with how he pressed them against me. I felt his warm slick tongue sliding between my lips, beckoning for them to part. I eagerly opened my mouth and the wet muscle slid into me. It was thick and long and it demanded that my tongue play with it.

His kisses quickly went from gentle to rough.

I clung to him, never turned on more in my life. I took all that he gave, craving more.

Bastian growled as he tightened his arms around me and lifted me up off the ground. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he carried me through the apartment as if I weighed nothing. Being such a small apartment, he had no trouble finding my bedroom.

He tossed me onto the bed and then quickly shed his vest and leather pants, not stopping until he was completely naked.

I gasped aloud at the sight of his magnificent body.

He was muscular and powerful. His entire body was covered in honey-brown fur, though it was thickest on his chest and stomach where it was a slightly darker shade than the rest of his fur. An ungodly cock jutted from between his legs, pointing towards the ceiling at a perfect forty-five degree angle from his rippled ab muscles. His dark pubic hair was thick and dense around the base, but the shaft of his cock was hairless. The foreskin was smooth, covering a rather large and wide helmet-shaped head. All in all, it looked very much like a human penis, only in a much larger size, like everything else about him. His balls hung low and heavy, his sack covered in a dusting of dark hair.

By contrast, my lean body was hairless. I had wisps of blond hair under my arms and curls circling my dick, which at this time was painfully erect and dripping into my underwear.

“I need you undressed,” he commanded, his voice deep and grumbling. He climbed onto the bed and practically tore my clothes off as he quickly stripped me.

His pupils dilated as he looked down at my naked body.

“Why do you have these?” he asked. I followed his gaze to my nipples.

“Um, because… I don’t really know.” I couldn’t really see his skin through the fur on his chest, but I assumed that he didn’t have nipples like human males.

He slid his finger across my left nipple and I let out a soft moan and arched my back up, trying to get more of his touch. He let out a pleased grunt and touched it again lightly, feeling it harden into a stiff peak under the touch of fingers. He stared with fascination as he repeated the action with the other one.

“You like?” I whispered, feeling incredibly turned on, but just a little exposed and unsure.

In response, he growled and pounced on top of me and began rubbing his body all over mine. The musky scent permeated the air. He lifted his arms and grabbed my head. Holding onto a fistful of my hair, he pushed my face into his furry armpit. I moaned wantonly, and inhaled deeply to breathe in his spicy scent. He flipped me onto my belly and rubbed his body all over my back. It was so very erotic. His body hair electrified my skin, turning my entire body into one giant nerve. That musky, spicy smell filled the room, making it smell so much like sex.

Once he seemed to be satisfied that he had rubbed every inch of me, he flipped me over again so that I was on my back. He moved on top of me, pushing my legs apart with his thighs. His chest was heaving and he was breathing hard. He was so much bigger than me. His massive, strong body covered me and pressed me into the mattress. His hips rested on top of mine as if he belonged there, cradled between my wide-spread legs. I ran my hands all over his downy soft fur, feeling the cords of hard muscles underneath.

“You smell like mine,” he said with a snarling smirk.

“I like that,” I replied.

He remained motionless, resting on his hands, allowing me to explore his body with my hands. I rubbed my hands across his wide chest. He had large, solid pec muscles, and like I figured, I didn’t find any sort of nipples underneath all that thick fur. I worked my hands down to his ab muscles. Under the soft hair, it felt like he had a ten-pack of solid ab muscles.

I slid my hands around his waist. His back was covered in the same soft fur as the rest of his body, though not nearly as thick as on his chest and stomach. It was not what I was used to in a lover, but it was surprisingly pleasant. As my hands came down to the base of his spine and the swell of his muscular bubble butt, my fingers bumped into a lump where his butt crack should have started. I lifted my head up and tried to look over his shoulder. Bastian lifted himself up on his arms and looked down at me. I slid my head under his arm and peered over his back.

At the base of his spine was a thick, stubby, fur-covered bump.

“You have a tail!” I said with surprise.

Bastian chuckled at my excitement. “Degans are born with tails. At birth, females are left intact, but males are almost always…” Bastian made a scissoring motion with his fingers.

“Docked? Like a puppy.” At Bastian’s growling frown, I quickly added, “Not that you are like a puppy. You are nothing like a puppy. You’re big and strong,” I said as I stroked my hands over his massive biceps and squeezed. “Like a warrior.”

“Good save.”

We both laughed and he bent down and kissed me. He slid his tongue into my mouth and stroked the muscle insistently against my own tongue. I gripped at his back, digging my fingers into him, pulling him closer to me while I sucked on his tongue, showing him what I wanted to do to his cock.

Speaking of, that enormous slab of flesh between his legs pushed underneath my balls and I instinctively spread my legs further apart and arched my back up, letting it rub lower down my taint until the head bumped up against the rim of my hole.

I had previously only had one lover — Britski — and I made him wait through weeks of dating before we made love the first time. And he was certainly not as endowed as Bastian. Not even close. When I heard a moan fall from my lips followed by the words “Take me, Bastian,” I was shocked at my wanton behavior.

Bastian growled deeply and kissed me harder. He pulled back onto his knees and looked down at me. I used the opportunity to explore my prize, and I reached up and grabbed his cock with both of my fists. His foreskin was free of fur and felt velvety soft in my hands, but underneath, he was harder than a titanium rod. I could feel a series of what felt like ribbed rings under the skin, up along the shaft, spaced a couple of inches apart. I bet those ribs would feel really good inside me as each one breached my sphincter, and I shuddered at the thought of him fucking me. With a firm grip, I began to move my hands.

His large hand engulfed my own dick and we began stroking each other.

I stared into his emerald eyes as he stared back into my blue eyes. All conscious thought left my head. I operated on auto-pilot, my hands squeezing him, trying to make him feel as good as he was making me. I remembered in the back of my mind that I wanted to suck him, but I didn’t want to break the spell. I just couldn’t look away from his eyes.

Our breathing quickened and our hands sped up, stroking in sync with each other. It was just too good, too much, too fast.

“Bastian!” I cried out. “I’m coming! Please, Bastian, make me come!”

Bastian bucked up into my hands. “DEVIN!” he roared and a splash of liquid heat slapped my face. I gasped with surprise and my body convulsed. I sprayed my load over and over onto my belly as Bastian erupted like a geyser, covering me from forehead to belly with ropes and pools of his thick, pearly seed.

The scent of his semen was strong and overpowering. It smelled different than my own, but it was definitely not unpleasant.

His cum was all over the place. On the pillow, in my hair, on my face, and all over my body. I looked up at my beastly lover and I let out a startled laugh. “My god, you soaked me.”

“Yes,” he said with a breathless laugh as he began rubbing his juices all over and into my skin.

“You don’t do anything small, do you?”

Bastian showed his teeth in a goofy smile and I couldn’t help but laugh even harder. I wiped my forehead and chin with the sheet, then stretched out my arms and legs and let out a deep breath. “You wore me out. I think need a nap,” I said with a yawn. “But I think we should clean up first. Do you want to take a shower? You know, together?”

“A shower? Together?” He looked at me like I was a loon.

“Yeah,” I frowned. “Don’t they have showers where you’re from?”

“Of course they do. I do not understand why you would use it at the same time.”

“Oh,” I said as the figurative light bulb clicked on. “You have those shower stalls that use sound waves? Like on the space cruisers?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, well, this will be totally different. I think you’ll like it.”

I slid myself from under Bastian’s large body and climbed out of the bed. He followed me into the bathroom. I pushed the curtain aside and I turned on the shower, adjusting the knobs to a warm temperature.

“Ah,” he said. “It uses water. I have a small sunken pool at home to bathe with water, but I never use it.”

“Yes. It feels good spraying down on you. I’ve never used a sonic shower, but I imagine the experience is much different.”

He sounded skeptical. “A sonic shower only takes sixty seconds to clean you thoroughly. And you are not wet when you are done.”

“This is good. Trust me, Bastian.”

”O-kay. I trust you.”

My insides warmed at his declaration, even though we were only talking about a shower. It made me feel good, special even.

I pressed my hand into the stream to make sure the temperature was okay, then I climbed in. Bastian stepped in behind me and I shut the curtain behind us. The warm water cascaded over our bodies. His fur matted down against his muscular bulk, making him look like a wet puppy. He kind of looked pitiful and I had to stifle a chuckle.

I noticed that the top of my head only reached to the middle of his chest, and I really liked the contrast in our body size. I also liked the contrast in our hirsuteness. I ran my hands over him, getting another chance to touch him all over and explore. Looking down between his legs, his penis hung flaccid. It was almost as large as it was when it was hard. The ridges of those rings were hidden when he was soft and his foreskin was pulled forward to mostly cover the head.

My hands moved up to his arms, and squeezed his over-sized biceps. “You’re so big and strong,” I said quietly.

He brought his hands up to my chest and tweaked both my nipples, before running his hands up my chest and across my shoulders. “You are so smooth. It is so foreign to me.”

I looked at him shyly. “But you like it, right?”

“Very much.” He looked down at me for a moment. “You are not frightened of me.” He phrased it more as a statement than a question.

I thought that was an odd thing to say, considering what we had just shared. “No. Of course not.”

“Most humans are frightened of the Degan, by our appearance. They try not to show it, but I can scent their fear. You have never shown fear with me.”

“Well, you don’t scare me. You’re just a big teddy bear.”

Bastian frowned, then let loose a growl that was menacing, but still playful. “I trust you will not make that observation outside of this room.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I promise not to let anyone know your secret.”

I grabbed the liquid soap and I squirted a generous amount of the soap into a washing cloth. I rubbed it all over Bastian’s body and he closed his eyes and let out a sigh. He made a quiet rumbling noise deep in his chest that reminded me of a purr and that let me know that he was enjoying the attention I was giving to him. I pulled at his arm to get him to turn around and I gave his back the same treatment.

I took my shampoo and had him face me and bend down slightly. I then washed his thick hair and beard. While washing his hair, I took the opportunity to run my hands over the horns on the top of his head. His eyes fluttered closed and he let out a moan as he shuddered.

After he rinsed off, I handed him the washcloth. “Okay. Now you do the same for me.”

He took the cloth and gel and proceeded to give me the same treatment. His hands glided over my body gently, but applying enough pressure to feel like a relaxing massage.

“This is nice, yes?” I asked.

“Yes. Very nice. It is quite intimate.”

I reached up and ran my hands over the hair on his head. I circled my fingers around his little horns, which made him shudder. They were apparently sensitive. I filed that away for the future. I cupped his face in my hands, then raked my fingers through his beard. The hairs on his chin hung down lower, reminding me of a billy goat. I smiled to myself as I raked my fingers through them a bit before returning my hands to his face.

“You’re so handsome,” I whispered.

“For a non-human?”

“No. For a man. Human or otherwise.”

“Humans call our kind beasts or beastmen.”

“Well, you’re more beauty than beast to me.”

He bent down and kissed me tenderly. “Thank you. You are very sweet.”

“So how was your first real shower?” I asked. “A good experience I hope.”

“Very much so. I do not think I will look at a sonic shower the same way. I may need to have an aqua shower installed in my home.”

I shut the shower off and Bastian stepped out after me. I grabbed a clean towel and I thoroughly dried Bastian off as best as I could, roughing the towel through his fur.

“See. Better than a sonic shower any day.”

The purring rumble coming from his chest told me that he did indeed enjoy the attention I was giving him. After he dried me off, we went back to the bedroom.

Bastian covered his mouth and yawned loudly, which coaxed a yawn from me.

“Hmm. I guess I should change the sheets if we’re going to take a nap,” I said, looking at a couple of large wet spots. The scent of sex hung heavy in the air.

“No. I like the smell.”

“Oh. Okay,” I said with a blush and a shrug.

I laid the sheet down over the wet spots and we crawled into bed and I pulled the blanket up over us.

“You’re so warm,” I said as I snuggled into my big, furry lover.

“Come, little one. I will keep you warm.”

Even when I was with Britski, I was never fully comfortable sleeping in the same bed with him. But here I was, snuggled up on Bastian’s chest. His meaty hand wound around mine, intertwining our fingers together while the other pressed against my back, holding me in place, nestled against his warm body.

With my head resting on his chest, I closed my eyes and listened to the thump of his heart and within seconds I was fast asleep.

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