Kylie and Amanda had become friends as well as her being her doctor here. She had told Kylie she went through massage therapy school before medical school. She had only barely finished her residency when she had been brought here. She had never really opened up about how she had been brought here.
Amanda looked up at the assembled crowd. “She’ll be fine. Why don’t you clear out? I think game day is over,” she said, noting the basketball that was still under one of the boy’s arms.
“Hope you feel better soon, Kylie,” some of them called out and as they headed back inside and towards the front entrance. Jacob walked them to the door before heading back to the courtyard.
Chapter 8
It was about five months into Jacob’s internship when Kylie heard their front door open and a group of loudly talking boys entered their house. She and Aiden were watching a game in their media room. Aiden loved technology and had installed a screen that encompassed an entire wall, as well as a holo-vision. It showed the on-field action on a 4-D table. The size of the players on the table reminded her of a foosball table.
“Cool, the game is already on,” she heard Jacob say as he peeked in before heading toward the kitchen.
Kylie could hear the boys rummaging in the kitchen. Jacob called to her and Aiden, “We were going to watch the game at a bar downtown, but it was so crowded we couldn’t find a table. I hope it is okay I invited them over here to watch.”
“Come on in,” Aiden called. “Somebody bring me another beer.”
They all trooped into the room after grabbing beers from the kitchen refrigerator. Some of them stopped in their tracks when they saw Aiden and Kylie were naked as they watched the game.
Kylie was lying in her favorite position, her back to Aiden’s chest. Her head rested on one of his shoulders. Her legs were slightly open and his cock and balls were nestled beneath her pussy. They often watched the television like this and it couldn’t have been much of a surprise for Jacob, but it seemed to be for the rest of the young men.
Aiden’s hands were gently cupping her breasts. Randy held the beer out for Aiden. He practically tripped as he passed him the cold bottle. Aiden barely glanced at Randy as he took the beer but she gave him a small smile.
They had three couches in the media room. They were set in a semicircle around the holo-vision so everyone had a good view of the game on the table and the screen. Jacob joined them on their couch as the other boys fanned out to the other couches.
The couches each had a reclining feature, so as soon as they sat down and pushed back, a footrest shot out.
The boys all settled with one eye on the game and one on Aiden and Kylie. Kylie had blushed slightly when they came in, but Aiden whispered, “Shhh” in her ear. “Hold, sweet.”
Aiden began a sweet torment with her. Using the cold beer bottle as an extension of his hand he rubbed the cold glass over each breast, first rolling the bottle over her whole breasts, and then using the tip to circle each nipple in turn. She began squirming under his touch, whimpering slightly when she couldn’t contain it. Her eyes were closed, half from embarrassment and half from lust. He kept circling her nipples until each beaded.
He brought the bottle to his lips and took a long pull of the beer. At first it looked like he was only going to rest the bottle between her thighs, until he began rubbing the bottle up and down her pussy. At the first touch of the cold bottle on her pussy she couldn’t contain a small cry.
Her slit was so slick with need it began weeping slightly. Kylie opened her eyes somewhat, moaning as she saw all of the boys had abandoned watching the game and were focused on what Aiden was doing. All of them had their chairs reclined and she could see some of them had their hands on their pants over their cocks.
Jacob looked over at them with lust in his eyes. His cock tented his pants, though he made no move to join them.
Aiden reached, set his beer on the side table, and then reached over with one hand to open the flap of Jacob’s pants. Jacob’s silver cock sprang free. Aiden gave him a few strong strokes before whispering in Kylie’s ear what he wanted her to do.
She nodded her head as she leaned over and gave Jacob’s cock a sweet kiss before licking him from his balls to his straining head. She felt Aiden pull her hair back so the other boys could see what she was doing. Unbeknownst to Kylie, it was extremely rare for women on this planet to suck off a male. Aiden was sure none of them had ever had a woman’s mouth on their cocks before. Certainly none of their host wives would have done it.
Kylie ran her tongue around the edge of his cock before sucking him in as far as she could. She sucked him hard as she plunged her head over and over again.
Vaguely she felt the couch mechanically turn from a reclining position into a completely flat bed. Kylie continued her energies on Jacob’s cock as she felt Aiden position her so he could enter her from behind.
“That’s my girl,” Aiden praised her as he moved slowly in her. With each thrust, his hard ball sac nudged her clit. “Suck him hard, sweet,” he continued, “make him cum.”
Kylie could barely focus on her task of sucking Jacob while Aiden thrust in her. She doubled her efforts by grabbing Jacob’s balls with one hand, gently squeezing him and using the other to pump the base of his cock.
She looked up to see Jacob looking back at her, lust burning in his eyes. “God, yes,” he praised her as she suckled him. She felt him start to vibrate and a second later cool cum shot to the back of her throat.
As soon as Jacob started to cum, Aiden’s vibrations started, pushing her into climax. She let Jacob’s cock soften in her mouth after she had swallowed his silver cum. She fell to the side, exhausted.
Distantly Kylie heard Aiden say to the other boys, “Why don’t you go take care of yourselves?” He chuckled as the other boys raced to the courtyard together, heard them talking and laughing together.
By the time the boys came back to the media room, Aiden and Kylie had left, but Jacob was dozing in his chair, his flaccid cock still hanging in the wind.
“Hey buddy,” Dylan said. “You gonna stay there all night? The game and entertainment is over.” Randy punched him in the shoulder. He knew the double entendre meant not only was the game over but so was the display they had watched. Randy shook his head at Dylan’s remark.
Jacob was more than a little pissed at the way Dylan was joking, but didn’t say anything as he walked his friends to the door, let them out, and joined a sleeping Aiden and Kylie in bed.
Chapter 9
About a month later, and only a week after Jacob had gone through his final heat change, a ring at the door interrupted what promised to be an exceptional morning. Jacob’s skin now had a beautiful golden sheen. It had been the most intense week of her life, both physically and emotionally.
Aiden had to been called in to work, even though it was a Saturday. Jacob had coaxed Kylie into sleeping in with him. When they finally left the bed, Jacob was leading her to the grotto for her morning ritual when the doorbell rang. “I’ve got it,” he called, dashing naked to the front door. Kylie chuckled and, instead of going to the grotto, went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Jacob walked back into the kitchen with Dylan following him. Dylan had recently gone through his heat change as well. As she poured them juice, Dylan’s look made her hesitate. He was looking at her with a combination of lust and distaste. Kylie felt so uncomfortable she went to the pantry to put her apron over her head, tying it behind her back. If nothing else, it covered her nipples and pussy.
Jacob sat at the kitchen counter on one of the stools, and Dylan claimed the other stool. This was the first time Dylan had come by since he too had gone through his heat change. He now too had a golden color but it didn’t seem as rich as Jacob’s color, but then she thought maybe it was because she knew Jacob so much better.
Jacob and Dylan chatted while Kylie made breakfast. For the most part, they were in their own world, catching up with each other. When the breakfast was ready, she
set it in front of both boys, leaving to the formal dining room to eat hers.
“Damn, she gets better looking every time I see her,” Dylan said. “How’s it going by the way? Is she giving it to you good? Last month she was so hot at the game!”
“Don’t be disrespectful, asshole. She’s great,” Jacob defended.
“Yeah, but what are you going to do later, man? Is she going to take you to meet all of the young girls when they have their come-outs?” Dylan asked.
Unknown to them, Kylie was in a pocket of space that funneled sound directly to her. She didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but when she realized they were talking about her she couldn’t help herself.
“Why wouldn’t she take me to the girls’ come-out parties?” Jacob asked.
“She isn’t welcome. Nobody likes her, you know. Cheryl hates her. She’s always says, ‘Why they have to put up with an earthling is beyond me.’ You know how it is,” Dylan explained.
“I had no idea,” Jacob admitted. “I guess I never thought of it. I like her, but I never thought how her low status would affect me.”
Kylie’s stomach tightened. She knew she had low status, but knew Aiden didn’t care. She didn’t know how it would affect Jacob. She began to feel a little nauseous.
“You’ll never get a girl at this rate. Cheryl has already introduced me to girls who had their come-outs last year.” Dylan had gotten up and started wandering around as he talked. “She introduces me when we go out to restaurants. The girls are so hot. They watch me fuck Cheryl. I know one of them was waiting until I turned golden, and now she is mine for the taking.”
“Hey, can we go look at the grotto?” Dylan asked as he started to head into the courtyard.
“Sure,” Jacob agreed. As they walked through the sliding glass doors, Jacob looked over and saw Kylie frozen in shock, realizing she had heard their conversation. He froze for a moment too, but his face hardened. Without a word he followed his friend to the courtyard grotto.
Kylie left her breakfast in the dining room as she ran quietly to the bedroom, shutting the door behind her. She flopped on her bed, tears streaming down her face before she realized that even here she was not immune from hearing their conversation. They hadn’t closed the bedroom doors to the grotto this morning. She couldn’t get away from hearing more painful dialog.
Their bed faced the hot tub. She watched with trepidation, hoping they wouldn’t use it. Sure enough, they were stripping down to enter the water. Fortunately they were facing away from her as they entered the pool. She saw Dylan go over and rummage in the refrigerator. To her horror, he was pointing at the small vials of oil.
“I’ve been meaning to ask, what the hell are all of these oils?” she heard Dylan ask Jacob.
“They are for Kylie,” Jacob replied in a monotonous tone.
“Yeah, but what are they?” Dylan insisted. He could sense a sensitive subject.
“They are oils,” Jacob answered him again, this time with a little more heat.
“What are the oils for? Where do you put the oil?” Dylan asked. She could see his smile from the bed. It was mocking and derisive.
“On her clit you asshole, it’s so she doesn’t get sick,” Jacob said, this time back to his monotonous tone. “I have to dab her with the parchment, then rub the oil on her clit.”
“She gets sick from having sex with you?” Dylan sounded shocked as well as amused.
“Yes, no,” Jacob blurted out. “I don’t know.”
“So, you wipe her pussy then rub this oil on her clit?” Dylan taunted.
“God, you are an asshole,” Jacob replied. “Drop it.”
Kylie looked around the room for somewhere they wouldn’t be able to see her. If she slipped off the bed, she could crawl over to the closet. She knew she was acting stupid hiding from two young men, her heartbeat so fast she could hardly breathe. As she slipped off the bed, she was glad she was crawling because she got a twinge in her lower back that would have doubled her over if she had been standing.
By the time she got to the closet, she could only curl into a ball. Excruciating pain radiated from her kidneys. She gulped back her tears. She rocked back and forth as she heard her fears laid out for Dylan. She was mortified. What if he told Cheryl?
Worse than the thought Dylan would tell Cheryl, she felt crushed by Jacob. Her heart and body hurt. After she heard them leave, she tried to get up. At first she couldn’t get up because the pain in her heart then she realized she couldn’t get up because her whole body was engulfed in pain.
It was almost dinnertime by the time Aiden got home. He was surprised by the lack of welcome. Usually Kylie met him at the door. He looked through the door to the grotto and saw Jacob brooding by the pool.
Aiden walked towards him slowly, a growing feeling of dread in his stomach. Jacob was drinking a beer, sitting with his feet in the pool.
“What’s going on, where is Kylie?” Aiden asked. He sat down on a chair facing Jacob.
Despondently Jacob replied, “Nothing going on, nothing going to go on, and I have no idea where Kylie is.”
“Okay,” Aiden said, but he felt a weird vibe. “What is up with you? I can tell you’re upset.”
“How come you have never introduced me to any young women?” he asked with bitterness. “How am I to get a girl when I never meet any?” He looked at him then back into the pool. “And what am I going to do this summer when the new girls are having their come-outs?”
Aiden was surprised by the bitterness in his voice, but more importantly, he realized something was terribly wrong.
Getting up from his chair, Aiden crossed over to the door to their bedroom. It was empty. He couldn’t hear the shower running so he knew Kylie wasn’t in there. He checked the bathroom anyway, in case she was in the bath. Empty as well. He walked back to the door to the grotto and looked at Jacob, feeling slightly desperate. “When was the last time you saw Kylie?” Aiden called to Jacob.
Jacob looked over his shoulder at him stood up. He had lost some of the bitterness in his tone. “At breakfast,” he admitted. “I saw her at breakfast. After that Dylan and I went out.” He walked towards Aiden. “I got home half an hour ago.”
Aiden heard a groan coming from the closet. He sprinted over and turned on the light.
“Kylie!”
Aiden fell to his knees next to her. She lay on the floor curled tightly in a ball. The unease he had been feeling turned to a ball of desperate fear when he felt her forehead. It burned with fever.
Jacob had followed him in the bedroom. Horror was etched on his face as he stood in the doorway of the closet. “Oh god,” he groaned.
Kylie’s whole body trembled. Aiden looked over his shoulder at Jacob. “What was her reading this morning?” Aiden knew his voice was frigid and controlled. In a crisis, he could only revert to what he had been as the commander of a spaceship.
With dawning horror on Jacob’s face, Aiden knew his answer before he said, “We didn’t do it this morning, sir.”
Aiden patted Kylie’s cheek. “Kylie, Kylie,” he said more intently with each pat. “You’ve got to wake up.”
Groaning, she finally blinked her eyes slightly open to look at him. “I–I d–don’t f–feel s–so g–g–good.” Her teeth chattered with every word.
Aiden scooped her up and brought her to the bathroom, pushing past Jacob as he did. “Go get a test,” Aiden barked to Jacob.
He heard Jacob running back with the parchment. “Give it here,” Aiden commanded. He gave Jacob a look that spoke volumes. If Kylie was sick, Jacob was at fault.
Aiden pried her legs apart as he pressed it between her legs. Almost immediately the parchment turned a bright red. “Oh God.” Aiden hissed.
“Get the goddamned red,” Aiden barked at Jacob.
Aiden picked up the love of his life, carrying her through the house to their vehicle. Jacob followed with the red vial clutched in his hands. She was still curled in a ball when Aiden set her down in the back. “Program it
to the hospital,” he commanded Jacob. Jacob had crawled in with them.
“Hold her legs open,” Aiden commanded. Jacob tried to pry her legs open so he could apply the oil.
“No,” Kylie cried. “Don’t do it.” She began to sob. “I can’t,” she cried as tears streamed down her face. Her eyes were as tightly clenched as her body. She had pulled her legs up and together in a defensive measure.
“Hold her legs, you feckless wonder,” Aiden commanded Jacob. Jacob sat behind Kylie prying her legs open for Aiden. Aiden opened the bottle. The smell of cinnamon overwhelmed his senses. The oil was hot on his finger and he knew it would sting. She cried louder when he touched her clit with the red oil.
“No,” she cried. She thrashed in Jacob’s arms. Aiden knew Jacob was struggling to hold her steady. Jacob tried talking to her, trying to calm her with no success.
“I’m sorry, pet,” Aiden pleaded, all the while knowing he was hurting her, but it would help her. After a few agonizing minutes of applying the cinnamon oil, he felt her have a small orgasm. She was crying from the pain, there was no pleasure in her orgasm. Aiden kept applying new oil as their vehicle weaved toward the hospital.
It seemed like an eternity until the car pulled into the emergency bay. An attendant opened the door and helped them extract Kylie from the car, laying her onto a stretcher. Aiden ran alongside the attendant as she was pushed in, explaining what symptoms she had as they rushed her inside.
Jacob watched Aiden pacing the floor in the waiting room. They were with all of the other poor souls waiting to hear news of their loved ones. Aiden had been kicked out by the doctor when he was hovering too close. Jacob had been kicked out with him, even though he had been hanging back. The doctor was young, and seemed arrogant. Hopefully the arrogance was born from true ability.
Aiden had asked for him to call Dr. Jones, but the doctor had assured him he knew what he was doing.
Aiden paced back and forth, every time giving Jacob a hard look when he walked by. Jacob had never seen or heard him this cold or commanding before. He had heard rumors he had been cold with his crew on his space ship, but since he had never seen him cold or commandeering before, he took it to be an exaggeration.
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