**WARNING** Magog sex ahead **WARNING**
"Trust me. " Trance soothed then shushed Rev as Dylan opened his door.
"Please, come in." Dylan stepped back and let the two into his quarters. "You said it was important?"
"Well ..."
"Yes, It's important." Trance nodded. "But very personal. Could we have privacy mode?"
"Of course." Dylan nodded and motioned to the couch. "Have a seat. Andromeda, privacy mode please."
"Privacy mode engaged." Andromeda intoned.
"So, what's up?"
Trance looked at Rev who, if Magog could blush did just that. The Wayist turned to Dylan and sighed, holding his arm gently. "I apologize. I have always been curious about sexuality but ... hesitant, as you can imagine."
Dylan nodded understanding, wondering if they were about to ask him to demonstrate sex with Trance. Not a hardship, but he would have to object just long enough to make it look like he didn't really want to. "So what can I do to help?"
"I've explained that Rev can have sex, like Tyr and Harper do." Trance explain. "That not all sex had to result in offspring."
Dylan nodded again, it made since. He wasn't thrilled with the relationship between his weapons officer and his engineer but that was because he didn't fully trust Tyr, not because he was a homophobic relic. "That is a workable option." He agreed, then blushed. "Forgive me, but ... " He cleared his throat. "Can you feel pleasure as males do in the Human based species'?"
"Strangely enough, we believe so." Rev shook his head in bewilderment.
Trance grinned broadly. "Rev's prostrate is in the right place for human's." She stopped suddenly and looked at Rev then continued. "The thing is ... "
"I don't believe this is a good idea." Rev shook his head.
"It is." Trance insisted then faced Dylan again. "I have built a crude replica of the human male orifices used in such exchanges and have been trying to explain how things work and coach about feel and touch but ... "
Dylan nodded yet again and blushed. "Yes. I see. Well, ... I could help, I suppose."
"Yes." Trance smiled and nodded at Rev.
"Trance Gemini," Rev admonished gently.
"He said he was willing to help."
Dylan eyed them, the two strangest members of his crew, and got a queasy feeling. "What am I not being told?"
Rev looked at his hands then strait at Dylan. "Captain Hunt, I would like to have sex with you."
Dylan gaped and Trance sprayed something in his face, making him sneeze.
"Trance!"
"What, it's all right. I tailored it to him." Trance stated casually. "I wouldn't hurt him." She took Dylan's arm and helped him to the bed in the private part of his quarters. "Just give him a minute."
"That was not right." Rev admonished.
"It's just so he relaxes. It'll wear off in a little while. By then he won't need it."
"It is unethical."
"Human's do it all the time. They call it 'taking the edge off', only they drink alcohol, this is more efficient. Here, help me with his boots."
Rev starred at her, thinking about this particular human ritual, then nodded and pulled at Dylan's boots. "Humans are a strange species."
Trance nodded. "Strange but fun." She agreed as she opened Dylan's uniform jacket then his shirt.
Dylan could hear, see, and feel everything but couldn't seem to respond. He wanted to scream in horror at the prospect of being the testing body for Rev's sex education but he couldn't. Whatever Trance had sprayed him with made him ... how to describe being able to do everything, anything but object. He'd been drugged and there was nothing he could do. Worse yet ... He thought as Trance pulled off the jacket and shirt and opened his pants, she was going to coach.
Trance finished striping Dylan and stood with Rev to look at him.
"His penis is smaller then the replica." Rev observed.
"Um ... "
Dylan wanted to scream, this time in outrage. They were the blind leading the blind and he was practice.
"He needs to be aroused." Trance stated and prodded the Magog. "This is the petting part."
"Oh, yes." Rev nodded and began to climb onto the bed.
"No, you need to be naked, too."
'Gods.' Dylan sighed to himself. 'Devine.' He corrected himself not that it helped as Rev pulled off his robe and folded it carefully over the back of a chair then climbed onto the bed and laid down beside him.
"I am going to beginning the 'Petting' stage." Rev informed Dylan then began stroking his hair. He was very gentle as he traced Dylan's facial features then the line of his throat.
Dylan couldn't believe this was happening. He watched Trance watch Rev. She nodded occasionally but made few comments. Truth be told, Rev was doing fine. Dylan mentally hit the side of his head. He did not just think that.
Rev traced the major muscle groups in Dylan's chest.
"You should talk to him." Trance suggested.
Rev stared at her as one of his claws lazily circled one of Dylan's nipples. "What should I say?"
Dylan felt the shiver and wanted to slap himself. Pleasure from a Magog was just not possible.
"Um, tell him how pretty he is, how well muscled, how well endowed." Trance suggested.
"He does have a delicious scent." Rev nodded.
Dylan wanted to laugh at that. Not a good mood enhancer.
"You, know, Dylan," Rev spoke as he returned to tracing muscles groups. "I find your muscular definition quite becoming. Lean but maintaining a reasonable fat ratio." Rev smiled. "Healthy and strong. You would be a prize host."
'Mood killer.' Dylan stated to himself.
"Not that I would ever do such a thing." Rev rushed as he realize what he'd just said. "It is simply that you are a wonderful specimen."
'I get it.'
"You would be hard to bring down."
'Enough about the Magog breeding speculation.'
"You are a strong, clever fighter." Rev continued. "Cunning yet kind. These would not be the gene traits passed on but they are admirable and I respect them."
'Thanks.'
Rev followed Dylan's last rib. "I wish you could speak and tell me if I'm doing this right."
'Me too but you're doing fine.' Dylan wondered what Trance's little 'taking the edge off' helper was doing to his brain.
Rev stroked his claw over Dylan's stomach then moved further down. "His penis seems to be growing."
"Yes. He likes Petting." Trance nodded enthusiastically.
Dylan wished he could look. He felt all right, maybe good, but not horny.
Rev stroked a claw nail over Dylan's cock and it twitched. Once around the head and back along the underside.
'Um ... this is interesting'
Rev raked his claws through Dylan's pubic hair and sniffed. "You smell different here. You have more musk."
Dylan hoped he wasn't blushing.
Rev shifted and spread Dylan's legs. He laid between them and resumed his ... practice? Survey? Rev circled Dylan's penis again then moved underneath, to stroke and fondle his balls.
'Careful! Okay, that's good. No, don't stop!'
"Look how his penis has enlarged." Rev pointed.
"That means he likes what you are doing." Trance stated. "Try something else."
'No, go back to the ball squeeze and scratch!'
Rev nodded and ran his claw down Dylan's inner thigh, first one leg then the other. "I like how your muscles ripple like that."
'Yeah, me, too.'
"Okay, ready?" Trance asked.
Dylan saw the tube Trance was holding and screamed 'NO!' in his mind. 'I'm no where near ready.'
"I would think Dylan would be more ... involved." Rev spoke.
"He will be. He'll become more active, the more adrenaline he uses." Trance promised.
Rev nodded understanding and took the lube but didn't open it. He set it on the bed and shifted down further.
'The fur tickles.' Dylan wanted to giggle then felt a tongue lick his cock head. 'A magog is going to suck my cock, into his mouth? Bad idea.'
Rev licked up one side and down the other then sucked the head of Dylan's penis gently before jabbing the slit directly. He smiled as Dylan's hips jerked up.
'That was good but please don't bite. No biting.'
Rev grazed his teeth over the rapidly growing organ and hissed in pleasure at his accomplishment. Then he tasted the dribble. "You do taste very good."
'Don't say that! No! No sucking!'
Rev sucked Dylan's cock into his mouth and laved it with his rough tongue.
Dylan bucked. Rev had a great mouth.
Rev took every inch of Dylan, until his face was buried in his pubic hair. Rev had read some of the current erotica so once he had all of Dylan's penis, he began swallowing.
Dylan felt the motion and, for a moment, his brain refused to register what was happening, he was being swallowed by a Magog. Then his cock told him this was good. Good. Hell, it was great! He bucked wildly for a moment then started thrusting in time with the throat. 'Doesn't Rev need to breath?'
Rev let Dylan fuck his mouth as he readied his claw for the next stage. He pull on the glove Trance had made for him then slicked one nail and found Dylan's anal opening.
Dylan coughed in surprise and fear and a bit of excitement when he left Rev's nail at his ass. 'He's going to fuck me, to?'
Rev was having difficulty pushing his nail into Dylan's anus while the Captain thrashed about so stopped swallowing and held his hip down. He could feel Dylan's tension and heard his groan. His arousal scent was unmistakable and pleasing to Rev's senses as he pushed the gloved nail into Dylan's anus.
Dylan growled and pressed against the digit then the muscle relaxed and Rev sighed around the penis in his mouth. Dylan made a strangling sound and tried the buck up but Rev held him still for a second nail.
Dylan hissed but relaxed his ass, taking the second nail. Was that rubber? "Oh, fuck!" He roared as his prostrate was hit.
Rev smiled around the penis in his mouth and added his third nail.
Dylan arched on the three nails and sobbed. "Easy. It's been so long."
Rev started swallowing again and Dylan groaned and started his motions again.
Dylan winced and sobbed then the pain faded as he fucked Rev's mouth and himself on the claw. "More! More!"
Rev wasn't sure where Dylan wanted the more but that was fine because Dylan managed, slamming himself down on his claw as he screamed "YES!"
Rev felt the spasms in Dylan's penis then the spurts of semen as he ejaculated.
Dylan blinked slowly and saw Rev sitting beside him on the bed, petting him. He blushed. "We need to talk."
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