(Don't) Panic

XVII - The Breeding I

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*trigger warning:

+ fear + rape + pain +

*the full warning and list of triggers to be found in part 2

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The things wasted no time, Owen noticed. After they had deposited George back into his pen, they moved on to his without delay. George and he had observed the things taking away one man at a time and also that they were being brought back without any traces of physical injuries. Each man seemed strained after being deposited back into the according pen though. George had reasoned with him again and again that it was of no use to struggle against them but it was hard to accept it. Who knew what they were about to do with him?! George knew by now but exhausted as he was he only managed a few words.

"It's alright. No Pain."

Before George could tell him more about what was to come, Owen was being dragged away already. He didn't want to follow them but they pulled him along by a string that connected to the ring in his nose. Pulling on it hurt, even not moving quickly enough did. He grabbed onto the string with both his hands but somehow the string made his hands itch and feel dull. A prickling that grew with every moment that he kept the string in hand warned him of impending pain if he didn't let go of it soon.

The things made him walk along the long row of men held in pens that he and George were part of. He quickly lost count as they numbered more than forty. He couldn't believe there were so many. They ended up in a high room. Two things were guiding another man to a weird slanting bench and he himself was being attached to a bar off to the side of the room. He had a clear view of what the things were doing to the other man. As they positioned him before the bench they gave him room to manoeuvre without being restrained by the string connecting to his nose. The man was obviously aroused as he began humping the bench, Owen could see his erect penis glistening with precum. When his movements became erratic, one of the things moved closer and slipped a sleeve of some kind over the mans penis. Owen could hear him grunting as he released inside the sleeve.

Throughout the display Owen had watched with growing horror and disgust. He was sure that the things that were now approaching him were expecting him to do the same. It was no far stretch, especially considered that they had already made him do so in his pen.

Whereas the other man had been aroused, Owen was nearly paralysed with fear and disgust. He feared what they would do to him once they noticed that he was still flaccid and that he wasn't even so much as stirring. And disgusted because he was being led to the bench the other man had humped not even a minute earlier without even a superficial cleaning.

As the man before him he was given leeway, the things were obviously waiting for him to start humping the bench just as his predecessor. When, after a minute of him just standing there, nearing tears again, it became clear to the things that he was not about to do so, he was pulled back. Hope flashed through him, maybe they would let him go? The man that had humped the bench was being led into his field of vision again and to the bench. He obviously knew the drill as he just gave one look to Owen and then bend forward, over the bench. Owen felt himself being pulled towards the bench, now covered by the other man. What did the things expect to happen? Was he supposed to just jump the other man?! By now he was shivering even though the air in the room was not cold.

He had discussed many different scenarios with George, but this had not been one of them. The common point of them all however, was that there was nothing to be gained in resisting them. He had agreed with George when he concluded that – whatever they wanted – neither man was in any position to deny them. They would get what they wanted one way or another, only for the men it made a difference whether the goal was obtained with or without additional pain on their side.

Remembering this he reached down to his still lifeless penis and grabbed it in one hand. Closing his eyes he tried to visualize himself at home with Olivia, her on all fours waiting for him to roll down the condom and wriggling her ass in front of him impatiently. He took a deep breath and reached out to touch the ass that truly was there for him to get aroused. He was growing half hard but when he opened his eyes and saw the man leaning on the bench his stomach revolted and he quickly drew away to the side and emptied his stomach. Through the heaving he couldn't pay attention to his surroundings but felt himself being moved. When he opened his eyes he found himself being draped over the bench by two of the things. He turned his head and saw that already there was another man, string fastened to a bar, waiting his turn and looking at him outright. Even as Owen watched the man visibly grew more excited. He turned back to the wall before him and lay his head down on the bench that must have seen innumerable men jumping on it and being jumped. His eyes filled with tears as he heard the other man being led towards him. He was ridged with fear of what was to come if he didn't do anything to prevent it but even more so of what might be done to him by the things that held him there if he did defend himself.

"Please no, please no, please NO!" He muttered, eyes shut tightly as he felt the other mans hands grab his hips. He could feel the heat emanating from the other man. He felt the penis slide between his clenched thighs, slick with cold sweat. He could feel his thighs being pried open by tentacles clasping his ankles. He could feel the penis of the other man being guided into a tube. He could feel the man convulsing against him, shuddering and groaning in satisfaction as he released inside the tube.

When he chanced a look behind him he could see the man being led away. But another man was already attached to the bar.

His shivering grew more violent as he imagined having to go through the ordeal again with that man and perhaps even after that.

When he felt something cold and slimy coating his anus and saw that it was one of the things, apparently preparing to intrude into his insides once more he was almost relieved. It took some time for him to relax sufficiently to grow an erection and then some time more to ejaculate into the sleeve that was slipped onto him. When he was being led away by his nose ring he was just glad that he would soon be back with George.