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; ; A chapter from HUNGRY PLANET: a space patrol ship, staffed ; with Space Patrolmen and Space Marines, land on a planet long ; cut off from the rest of human space. They find most of the ; inhabitants are male, well-built, and impressively hung. The ; ship's Captain has ordered that, since the natives are all ; naked, his men are to strip too, and then mingle with the ; natives and find out everything about their customs So:

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; ; Tony rammed himself in to the hilt and jetted his load into ; the blond Tarzan impaled on his cock. Pumped dry, the naked Space ; Marine let his weight settle down onto the blond stud's muscular ; torso. Tony felt a breeze ruffle his hair and cool his sweat-damp ; back, felt soft grass under his knees and elbows, felt Aerick's ; chest shift under his own as both men panted. After a moment, ; Tony straightened his arms, raised chest and shoulders, and ; looked down at the blond native.

; ; Aerick grinned back up at Tony. "How'd it go, stud?"

; ; "Great. Real great. Most fun I've had so far, touring ; this planet of yours. But . . . it's different, going into you ; by this route."

; ; "First time?" asked the blond youth.

; ; "No, but . . ." Tony turned his head to his left. His ; native guide, wide-shouldered, lean-hipped Jer, was fucking ; Aerick's teammate, Steff. ". . . but not like . . ."

; ; As Tony and Aerick watched, Jer thrust harder, suddenly went ; rigid, every muscle straining. Steff met Jer's thrust, clamped ; his legs around Jer's waist, locked their bodies together. The ; two men stayed rigid for a minute, another, then slowly relaxed.

; ; Tony looked down at Aerick again. "Jer's been taking me ; around this planet of yours, and with everybody naked all the ; time, and all you guys built good, and long-pronged, and -- and ; ready and willing . . . anyway, he's taught me every other ; way it's possible to fuck and suck."

; ; "Yah." The blond youth grinned again; he curled his hips ; up against Tony, then relaxed with a sigh. "We fit t'gether nice ; and snug, like this. Plow another row?"

; ; "Sure, sure, but lemme reload first." Tony took a deep ; breath, let it out slowly. "Want I should pull out, or should ; I . . . ?"

; ; ". . . stay plugged in? Yah, leave it inside me; I'll last ; longer, spiked on your prong like this."

; ; "Okay." Tony lowered his chest onto the naked blond, eased ; his shaft deeper into Aerick, and grinned. "We sure oughta fit ; good; you must of measured my prong a half-dozen times before you ; reamed out this hole in the roots of where your cock used to ; be."

; ; Tony raised his head, surveyed the playing field around him. ; About thirty pairs of naked young men lay on the grass, their ; muscular bodies locked together, some fucking briskly, others ; chatting quietly between rounds. Several long, low buildings ; surrounded the arena, half-hidden by now-empty spectator's ; stands.

; ; Tony looked to his left again. Jer, still mounted on Steff, ; was catching his breath; Steff, impaled still on Jer's prong, ; squirmed his muscular frame, relaxed, and turned his head to meet ; Tony's gaze. Steff squirmed again, smiled at Tony, then looked up ; at Jer and asked, "Ever prong a guy like this before?"

; ; "Not this way, no. I've fucked plenty of guys; and they've ; fucked me plenty of times -- pairs, three-ways, the works. I've ; watched a couple of studs get pronged like this, but that's ; not the same as actually doing it. The angle's different, so ; we fit together better, and inside your body -- where my prong's ; going in -- that's different too: wetter, not as soft. Exciting, ; yeah. More fun, too." Jer glanced at Tony. "The trouble is that ; I keep wondering how it'd feel if I ream myself out like you did, ; and then get Tony to fuck me the way he just fucked Aerick."

; ; Aerick laughed, then said, "You gotta find a stud who can ; take your place, guiding this hard-fucking Space Marine around ; this planet of ours. Then, if you're still wondering, try him ; out."

; ; Tony said, "Uh . . . Aerick, you were going to tell me how ; you and Steff wound up like . . ." Tony thrust his prong in ; deep, pulled back, thrust again, felt warm wetness dribble onto ; his balls again. ". . . like this, but when I got up to full ; speed . . ."

; ; "Yah, you really took off, 'specially when you quit ; worrying about hurting me. That was a good, hard fuck, but it ; sure interrupted what I was going to say. While you reload, I'll ; finish telling you how Steff and me -- along with the rest of our ; quick-ball team -- reaped ourselves out. First: you know the game ; this tournament's built 'round?"

; ; "Quick-ball?" Tony nodded. "I've played it. Jer and me ; . . . we got into a few pick-up games, just a bunch of guys ; fooling 'round. Nothing serious like -- like this tournament. To ; me, quick-ball's kinda like a mix of basketball and soccer . . . ; confusing at first; but it's a fun, fast game. Thing I didn't ; understand, though: the winning team has to suck off the ; losers' cocks, instead of . . . of the other way 'round, the way ; I thought it'd be."

; ; "Yah; after a game, losers always feed winners," Aerick ; explained. "Informal games, like the ones you played, the ; winners just get a few shots of ball-juice. Serious matches, when ; we weed extra studs out of a team, or when we challenge another ; town's team, that's when the winning team gets a real meal: ; some of the losers cook their balls and prongs and then feed 'em ; to the winners. How many studs cook themselves and how they do ; it, that 'pends on the final score and what they 'greed to ; 'forehand."

; ; Steff said, "In a tournament, instead of settling up after ; each match, the teams wait'll the last game's over. When the refs ; post the standings, the top-ranking team gets the prongs and ; balls of all twelve guys on the team that ranks last; second- ; high team gets the prongs and balls of six guys on the team that ; comes in second from the bottom; third-highest team, four set of ; prongs and balls from the third-up-from-the-bottom team; and the ; team coming in fourth-high gets prongs and balls of two guys from ; the team who comes in fourth-lowest.

; ; "Well," said Aerick, "that's the way it's s'posed to ; work, with all eight towns in the shire sending teams in. But ; Upper Falls decided to forfeit this time 'round: they'd put ; together a real good team this season, but the team was training ; up on the Crest, and their four best players got too close to a ; suck vine that nobody knew was there. Know how those things reap ; out studs?"

; ; Tony nodded. "Yeah. Jer took me though a zoo, one with ; animals and plants. It's just a couple of klicks from where ; our spaceship landed. We ran into a couple of Space Patrolmen ; from our ship. They were looking at a suck-vine and getting hard- ; ons while their guide told them how it -- how did you say it? -- ; reaped guys out. Jer and I were stiffening up too, and their ; guide already had a nice, long hard-on. The Patrolmen asked ; questions and sounded interested, so their guide said he'd show ; them how the thing worked. He strolled over to the vine; close ; enough so it could take him -- and of course it did. We watched a ; tendril find the end of his -- his prong. And as it went on in, ; he told us what he felt it doing inside his cock-tube, sliding on ; down, deeper and deeper, sliding past his balls, past the hilt of ; his cock, and on into him, where it began spreading out and ; taking root.

; ; "About two minutes after the tendril went in, the guide ; pumped out a nice, long shot of ball-juice to the suck-vine; and ; a minute after that, he came again, feeding the vine with an ; even bigger load. The guide told us the tendril was working on ; his semen-making organs, down in the roots of his prong, fixing ; them so he could feed the vine with load after load of ball-juice ; and blood, coming over and over again for hours until the ; plant sucked him dry.

; ; "That got those two Space Patrolmen even more ; interested. They claimed they just wanted to watch up close, ; but when the vine reached for them with more tendrils, they let ; it take them." Tony squirmed as he felt his own prong stiffening ; inside Aerick. "After they'd come a few times, they insisted ; that it's a great way to go, feeding the vine like that. But that ; just wasn't my kind of orbit, so Jer and I watched a few more ; minutes, and then he took me through the rest of the zoo."

; ; "Yah, if you get close enough, a suck vine'll take you, and ; once it's taken root, . . ." said the young Tarzan. ; "Anyway, Upper Falls realized that there wasn't enough time ; to get the team ready again, and -- if they did go in like that, ; the team would be almost sure to come in last, and if that ; happened, they'd have to start a new team from seed next season. ; Instead, Upper Falls decided to forfeit, so we got a bite to eat ; before our first game . . ." Aerick licked his lips and grinned. ; ". . . but at the end of the tournament . . ."

; ; "Forfeit . . . ?" asked Tony.

; ; "Yah. The night before the Tournament started, Upper Falls ; sent a volunteer to feed his prong and balls to each of the seven ; teams still in the Tournament. That cost Upper Falls only seven ; studs, 'stead of a twelve-man team. We reaped a good row then: ; the stud who reported to us was hung nice and heavy." Aerick ; licked his lips again. "But with seven teams playing, one team ; had to plow out dead center, fourth from the top, fourth from the ; bottom; and when the tournament was over, that's where we were: ; twelve hungry, hot-balled, long-pronged muscle-studs with nothing ; to plant and less to pick.

; ; "The top team and the bottom team got together right away; ; the second lowest and the third lowest teams had to decide who to ; send to the second high and third high teams and how they wanted ; to be cooked. And there we sat, left on the bush. We hadn't ; played well enough to win anybody's balls, and we hadn't played ; badly enough to lose any of ours.

; ; So, while we were sitting there, thinking, Arn jumps up and ; growls, `The way I fucked up those rebounds, I oughta roast my ; balls and give you fuckers a taste.'

; ; "Well, that snapped us up real quick, 'specially when Big ; Jax got up slow and easy, pulling on his shaft and saying, `We ; came out fourth from the bottom, which means two of us oughta ; get eaten. So, I'll put my balls over the fire along with yours.'

; ; "Steff stood up next. Team captain, hung real heavy. Well, ; he was then. Anyway, he got up, kinda weighed his balls with ; his right hand, and said, `Any of you guys want to roast your ; meat, I'll roast mine with yours.'

; ; "Rest of us just sat there for a few secs, kind of 'viding ; up six balls and three prongs in our heads, till Kinny -- our ; youngest, but a real hot-balled studling -- upped and said, ; `Okay, I'll cook my balls too.'

; ; "And with that, we were all up and talking. Steff waited ; till we started to run down, and then he yelled, `Okay!'

; ; "We all shut up.

; ; " `You guys all real hungry for roast balls?'

; ; "We all licked our lips and nodded.

; ; " `And you're all hungry enough to stick your own balls ; into the oven so we'll each other to eat?'

; ; "We nodded again.

; ; " `Everybody? Okay; let's get ready t' plow. Zandry, go ; pick up some pain-stop and hard-on pills. Jax -- big Jax, that is ; -- you and Kinny get our gear together.'

; ; "And we were off and plowing. We all helped pack, so our ; gear was ready to ship back home when Zandry came back with the ; hard-on pills, which we took right then. Steff sent Zandry back ; for the pain-stop pills, which he'd forgotten. Mickel went to ; tell Coach what we were gonna do. Steff sent me to work things ; out with the studs in cooking school; and of course, they were ; real happy to hear what we wanted to do, 'specially seeing my ; prong all the way up and rock-hard. Y' see, a cooking school, ; like this one here, has to have lots of live meat to practice on. ; They can use studs who've already been gelded, yah; but what they ; really need are prongs and balls to work on. Some students get ; reaped during the course: you fail an exam, or spoil whoever ; you're cooking during a practice session, and your balls go ; into the fire next." Aerick turned to his teammate.

; ; Steff said, "Games -- especially Tournaments -- provide ; plenty of sex-meat, sure; but it's mostly in batches: six guys ; boiling their organs in oil, or a twelve-man team roasting ; themselves together. It's the odd side bet between coaches or ; among spectators, along with the studs that the refs get as their ; fees -- those give the student cooks the variety they need. So, ; when they heard twelve well-hung studs were planning to get ; cooked, all in different ways, those cook-studs really laid out a ; feast for us, flavored with all the fresh ball-cream we could ; suck out of the students' prongs. And when they ran dry, we ; took each other off until we ran dry."

; ; Aerick took up the story: "That was last night. Come this ; morning, we all felt eager to go and, at the same time, kind of ; scared. Zandry passed out the pain-stop pills --"

; ; "Pain-stop pills?" asked Tony.

; ; "Yah," said Aerick. "Some studs'll try to show off by ; going without, or just taking a half dose. Our team -- we may be ; crazy enough to roast our balls, but we're not crazy enough to ; try it without any protection. The hard-on pills from last night ; were good for a couple more days, which was longer than we ; needed. Then Steff and me, we kinda herded the team in the right ; direction, so nobody got lost 'long the way. Inside, a cook-stud ; ent squirted turpentine on our crotches and balls, and we passed ; a lighted torch from hand to hand, flash-burning away all the ; hair down there. Farther in, we smelled stud-meat cooking. We all ; stopped at a grill and got a quick breakfast of fresh, grilled ; liver. The rest of the team went ahead while Steff and I chatted ; with the stud whose liver we were eating. He had real good --"

; ; "But how . . . ?" Tony asked.

; ; "Yah, yah; he'd been gutted," chuckled the blond Tarzan, ; "but as long as it's done careful, clamping off veins and stuff ; and leaving the heart and lungs alone, you can walk around for ; hours like that. Anyway, he had real good, hard chest ; muscles; and Steff got to talking with him 'bout his exercise ; routine. By the time the two of us went on, some studs on our ; team were already cooking themselves.

; ; "We saw Garth standing with his hands on his hips, looking ; down at his organs, which he'd stuck into a glass oven on a ; corner of a crotch-high table, with 'lectric wires glowing ; underneath and on the sides. He said the heat was just starting ; to roast his shaft. And then we found Rowl watching his organs ; being wrapped in a sheet of dough by one of the cooking students. ; Rowl said his meat would come out of the oven inside a kind of ; bread-crust, 'stead of bare, like Garth's.

; ; "When we caught up with Taver, he had just finished winding ; a wire 'round his prong and his balls. Taver's cooking stud ; 'vited Steff and me to wire up our meat too, but Steff said he ; wanted to look 'round some more first. We watched Taver turn on ; the current, saw the wire start glowing, smelled him starting to ; cook, and then we went on.

; ; "Kinny was looking kind of lost when we found him. Steff ; put his arm 'round the kid's shoulders, and they went off ; together. I'd been hoping to pair off with Steff; he's the ; heaviest-balled stud on our team -- well, he was -- and ; that's saying a lot. Anyway, I stopped to watch Zandry, who was ; deep-frying his organs in a pot with a notch in the side that ; fitted tight 'round the hilt of his shaft. Zandry was taking it ; easy, but the cooking student -- a little stud, hung nice and ; heavy -- was checking his cookbook and the timer and the ; thermometer every few seconds while Zandry watched his prong and ; his balls sizzle.

; ; "Big Jax and a ref were roasting their balls and shafts ; over a crotch-high bowl of hot coals while they talked 'bout the ; fifth game. I kind of wanted to roast mine with them, but I ; wasn't about to listen to anything more 'bout that game, ; so I kept on going.

; ; "I stopped to talk with Kendar, who had tucked his prong ; and his balls into a glass-topped press, 'long with some batter; ; and now the press was slowly crushing and baking Kendar's organs ; into a meat-pancake. The cooking student had loaded the batter ; with spices, judging by how it smelled. He said the other press ; was cooking a stud from the Valley -- some kind of side bet -- ; but the Valley stud was almost done, so if I didn't mind waiting, ; I could go into the press next. I thanked the student and told ; him I wanted to look 'round some more.

; ; "Farther on, I heard two familiar voices arguing: Mickel ; and Little Jax. I found those two with a student cook, standing ; by a hand-cranked meat-grinder, with a hot plate and a frying pan ; close by. Mickel and Little Jax had agreed to grind up their ; organs and fry 'em together, but now Mickel was playing maybe- ; maybe, and Little Jax wanted get on with it.

; ; "I know how to handle Mickel, though: I just patted him on ; the butt and whispered, `Scared?'

; ; "Mickel growled at me, took a couple deep breaths, marched ; to the grinder, and grabbed the handle. He took another deep ; breath, stuck his cock into the meat-grinder, and started ; cranking, slow and easy, till he'd ground his cock right down to ; the hilt, with just a little wiggle when the blades took his ; balls. Little Jax nosed his glans into the meat-grinder next, ; and gelded himself just as smoothly as Mickel had. I wanted to ; run my shaft through the grinder too, but the cooking student ; said he didn't have enough spices for three sets of organs, ; 'specially ones as big as ours.

; ; "Farther on, I stopped to chat with Straptow, a big, sturdy ; East Ford woodsman I know. His balls and his shaft were still ; smoking hot from the oven he'd roasted 'em in, and two young ; studs were on their knees, one on each side, waiting for his ; prong to cool. He told me he'd lost a side bet with them on the ; Tournament, and after the four of us talked about that for a ; while, one of the young studs lowered his head and carefully bit ; off half of Straptow's glans. Then the other stud bit off the ; other half. And bite by bite, taking turns, they ate Straptow's ; freshly roasted prong right down to the base. They offered to let ; the big woodsman eat his own balls, but he insisted the two studs ; had won 'em both, fair and square. They finally compromised: they ; fed him one ball and then he watched them eat his other one.

; ; " 'Round the next corner, I found a cooking student ; painting napalm onto a red-haired stud's 'quipment. Uh -- ; napalm's a kind of thick, sticky --"

; ; "Yeah, I know what you mean," said Tony. "Jellied ; gasoline, basically, but --"

; ; "Yah?" The blond Tarzan chuckled, then said, "Prongs ; taste better when if you use jellied turpentine, 'stead of stuff ; you get out of the ground. Anyway, Arn was there too; he's ; another stud from our team: big shoulders, real good chest ; muscles. His organs were already napalmed and burning, so he ; was watching from a safe distance. When the red-head finished ; getting napalmed, he trotted over and set his organs on fire by ; touching his glans to Arn's.

; ; "And then, while we watched the flames take the red-head's ; prong, Arn said, `Looks pretty fuckin' wild, don't it?'

; ; " `Yah, yah,' I said. `Does it feel as wild as it looks?'

; ; " `Not too fuckin' bad so far," Arn said, "but the ; thinner the napalm gets, the more heat gets through to my prong, ; and what's left is burning harder and harder, so . . .' I watched ; Arn and the red-head burn till Arn looked up and growled, `Now ; the heat's really getting the fuck through, and I'm pretty sure ; my prong's already starting to cook.' Then he grinned and said, ; `Hey, let's go see how the fuck Coach's reapin' himself out by ; now. When I lit my prong from his, he said he was real sure ; his meat was cooking.'

; ; "The four of us -- Arn and me, the red-head and the cooking ; student -- caught up with Coach -- our coach, that is -- in ; time to see the last of the napalm burn away, leaving his meat ; looking good and smelling better. He was talking with the ref I ; saw roast his organs over hot coals with Big Jax. NorthLea team's ; coach showed up next. He said he'd deep-fried his shaft and ; balls, and they smelled almost as good as Coach's.

; ; "Coach explained how he'd made a side bet with the NorthLea ; coach 'bout whether our team would end up above -- or below -- ; the middle of the standings. `The original stakes were who'd fuck ; and who'd get fucked; but when we came out dead middle . . . ; anyway, the ref here overheard us talking about the bet and ; deciding whether to swap across or null out.' "

; ; Tony asked, "Which means -- what?"

; ; "That 'pends on the original bet," said Aerick. "You're ; 'sposed to decide that 'forehand. If a bet comes out as a tie ; and the stakes are just a round of sex, studs'll usually swap ; across; each one takes the other off. But eating -- or getting ; eaten -- that's plowing a row two fields over and three down.

; ; "The ref chuckled, and said, `I saw these two muscle-heads ; arguing, so I told 'em to stiffen up and show me what they had. ; When they did, I got hard too; we're a near-perfect, three-way ; match. Then I admitted my calls weren't so good of late, and they ; both admitted they weren't as sharp as they used to be, so I ; suggested a three-way, and all of a sudden we were arguing over ; how to get cooked. Rather'n compromise, each of us chose how to ; cook himself, and now we're going to eat each other.'

; ; "Each of those three sat down astride a leg of a Y-shaped ; bench, facing the middle, each man holding a knife and fork. Each ; cut off the glans of the stud on his right, while own glans was ; being chopped off by the stud on his left. When they finished ; eating that, each man cut off and ate a chunk of his own shaft; ; Next, each man cut a chunk off the stud on his left . . . and so ; on till they finished off their prongs and then their balls.

; ; "Taver showed up then; he'd finished wire-roasting his ; organs, and he and Arn were going to eat each other's organs. ; Arn's shaft was just starting to sizzle inside the flames, but I ; didn't stay.

; ; "A few paces away, I found Rowl and Zandry stretched out in ; a sixty-nine. Uh -- that's where --"

; ; "Yeah, I know." Tony thrust deeper into the blond youth ; with his own stiff prong. "Me and Jer -- he's been showing me -- ; lots of positions."

; ; "Anyway, rather'n sucking cock, they were eating cock. I ; watched them for a moment; they stopped between bites to say ; `Hi,' and then I went on. Big Jax and Kinny, I found sitting ; astride a bench, facing each other, each one eating the other ; stud's prong, chunk by chunk, with knife and fork. So all of a ; sudden, I realized that if Kinny was here, then Steff . . .

; ; "And just as sudden, I felt a big hand grab my shoulder; ; and there Steff was, asking, `Where y' been, guy?' "

; ; Steff took up the story: "Aerick said, `Checking on the ; team,' and then he told me everything he'd seen since we'd split ; -- how our guys had cooked themselves, and who was eating whom, ; and so on. Then he asked me what I'd been doing.

; ; "I told him how I talked young Kinny into roasting himself ; over the coals with Big Jax. Mickel and Little Jax are sharing ; their organs, which they'd ground up and then fried, with Garth, ; who roasted his whole in a glass oven, and with Kendar, who ; flattened and baked his into a pancake.

; ; "Then I asked Aerick, `Seen anything you'd really like to ; try?' Well, he hadn't, so I said, `Wanta try the steamer? Kid ; running it says it's slow, but it cooks real tender. Take a ; look?' "

; ; "Steff started that grin of his," Aerick said, "and that ; got me smiling back . . . and we were off, Steff leading and me ; right behind. 'Long the way, we saw Arn again, and we stopped to ; chat. His fire was just about burned out, and his prong was ; coming out nice and brown. Steff and I watched Arn kneel at ; Taver's feet and bite into Taver's glans. The red-haired stud who ; had lit his shaft from Arn's was there too, with flames swirling ; around his organs. Byorn, a kid from our town, showed up; he'd ; won the red-head's organs with a side bet, and now Byorn was ; looking more worried than the red-head -- he told us this was his ; first time, getting to eat somebody's balls, and he wanted to do ; it right. The red-head offered to show Byorn how to get ; eaten, which got Arn to laughing so hard he almost choked on a ; mouthful of Taver's shaft.

; ; "The 'quipment Steff led me to was a glass box mounted on a ; crotch-high pillar, with valves and dials running down the sides. ; A curly-haired cooking student waiting there said `Hi' to Steff, ; shook hands with me, said `I'm Tem,' and opened the top of the ; glass box.

; ; "With Tem explaining how to do it, Steff and I settled our ; shaft-hilts into the notches, with our balls and shafts inside ; the box. Tem closed the top, which clamped the notches 'round our ; prong-hilts nice and tight.

; ; "Tem asked, `Did Steff tell you what this'll do to your ; meat?'

; ; "I said, `Yah; it's s'posed to steam-cook our 'quipment ; real tender -- right?'

; ; " `You got it,' Tem said, and licked his lips. Then he ; knelt and started doing things to the valves on the side of the ; pillar. Steff and I heard a hiss and saw steam swirling into the ; box and 'round our shafts -- kind of warm and wet at first, but ; getting hotter. After a few minutes, we couldn't see the ; steam -- it got as clear as -- as air, but we sure felt it.

; ; "While we watched our organs cook, Steff and I -- we ; talked: 'bout the other studs on the team and how they'd cooked ; themselves; 'bout feeling the heat sink into our own shafts and ; balls, feeling the heat slowly cook us alive. We even talked, ; just a little, 'bout that fifth game. Tem watched the dials; ; mostly he kept us company without saying much. My balls -- as the ; steam cooked 'em, I felt a dull, hot ache stab me in the guts, ; then slowly fade. I felt my prong get hotter and hotter, felt the ; heat go in deeper and deeper -- but that pain faded too -- not ; cooling off, but not -- I dunno. Ya gotta try it sometime."

; ; Tony shivered; the blond Tarzan chuckled, then said, "That ; get to ya? You're real hard again." Aerick squirmed his naked ; torso against Tony's and tightened his arms around Tony's chest. ; Tony responded with a slow thrust, then another.

; ; Taking up the tale, Steff said, "After that, we really ; couldn't feel ourselves cook, except down where the notches ; gripped the hilts of our shafts. Eventually, we smelled fresh- ; cooked meat -- ours, of course -- and a little after that, ; Tem checked his dials one last time, turned a couple of valves, ; and popped open the glass box. Steam whooshed out, with lots more ; fresh-meat smell, and we were done.

; ; "Tem showed us a pad on the floor, and we stretched out on ; it, head to cock. Soon's we'd cooled off some, we started on each ; other. I took Aerick's glans in my mouth, and he took mine. We ; kind of nibbled for a moment before he chomped down hard and bit ; off my glans, and then I bit off his. We raised our heads, ; grinned at each other, and started chewing."

; ; Aerick said, "Tem was right: you come out of a steam-cooker ; real tender, even your prong. Tem looked kind of hungry, so after ; we'd eaten about half-way down each other's prongs, Steff and I ; lay back and 'vited him to have some. Tem bit off a chunk of my ; shaft and a chunk of Steff's. Then, while he was chewing on our ; meat, Steff ate the rest of my prong and I ate the rest of his.

; ; "When Steff bit into the base of my prong, I really ; felt him eat me, eating me alive, eating me raw. At the same ; time, I was biting into raw meat at the base of his prong, ; and he was squirming hard, 'cause he felt me eat him." ; Aerick thrust upward with his hips, impaling himself deeper on ; Tony's shaft; Tony thrust, pulled back, slid his prong all the ; way into the muscular blond.

; ; Steff said, "After that, we caught our breath and talked a ; bit before we ate each other's balls. Even with your nuts cooked ; clear through so you really don't feel anything, it gets to you ; -- watching a guy eat your balls, especially when you're eating ; his."

; ; Aerick took a deep breath as Tony rammed himself into Aerick ; again. "Anyway, that was a real good reap, eating Steff's ; organs, even though -- or maybe -- 'specially because Steff was ; eating mine at the same time." Aerick and Tony turned to the ; naked pair alongside; Tony saw that Jer was fucking Steff again, ; pumping slow and easy. Aerick asked, "Who do you think made out ; best, Steff?"

; ; As he met Jer's next thrust, Steff frowned thoughtfully. "I ; dunno, guy. I got to eat your prong, which was our team's ; biggest, that's f'sure; but you ate my balls, and they were big, ; mighty big."

; ; "Yah?" The muscular blond licked his lips and grinned, ; then turned from Steff and looked up at Tony. Aerick squirmed ; happily as the naked Space Patrolman slid himself deeper and ; said, "Anyway, that's how our whole team reaped each other out. ; But Steff and I -- we started late and steaming's slow and we ; took our time, eating each other. When we did finish, we went ; looking for the rest of our team. We'd planned to go through the ; vivisection line all together, but we didn't find them there."

; ; Steff said, "We did find the NorthLea coach and the ref. ; They were gutting each other, with a cooking student telling them ; how, and three more cook-studs trying to help but mostly just ; getting in the way. One of the cooking students had already ; gutted our coach -- not all the way, of course -- and he was just ; about to go feet-first into an oven and get roasted alive from ; the waist down. He told us the rest of our team had gone out here ; to get fucked, and that's where we caught up with them."

; ; Said Tony, "And here's where you found us, and talked us ; into fucking the two of you -- well, Jer was already interested, ; and after I got a hard-on, then . . ."

; ; "Yah," said the blond Tarzan as he pulled Tony closer. ; "Your prong fills me up good and tight. It feels good and hard, ; too; like you're reloaded and ready for another round."

; ; "I sure am; let's fuck!"

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