That was it, wasn't it?
Xe brightened even further and that was bad. Probably.
"Novae, novae, novae," he cursed under his breath as Uala skidded backward.
His dick was going to cause an intergalactic incident.
Even worse, thinking about the wayward organ brought the damned thing to half-mast. Like it'd been summoned. Beckoned to just run rampant through any kind of ordinance or directive the Academy set forth. Not that inconvenient erections were exactly in the manual.
If it hadn't been so horrifying, a rueful laugh might have escaped. Because erections were definitely going to make the training manuals NOW.
Mortified by this sudden turn of circumstance, Roan made himself sit up slowly. Instead of swinging his legs over the side of the table and hopping down, he moved gingerly, perching on the edge of the laboratory hardware and outstretching his palms in what he'd been taught was a universally safe sign for "it's cool, nothing to see here". He rolled his eyes and stared down at his hands for a moment. The Academy was stupid. Uala and xyr people--the whole two of the species that he'd seen--had tentacles. Had xe even seen palms before?
Had the Academy tested these interactions on actual aliens?
Novae. 'Nothing to see here.' He frowned at his pants, still rolled to the knees. Then he glanced up, trying not to be obvious about his current predicament as he sent xem a shaky smile. He hadn't even touched it--But Uala had and--Fuck! Don't think about touching! Seriously, no thinking about anything at all.--certainly hadn't even come close to considering letting anyone but himself hold--FUCK.
It hadn't mattered when he'd been focused on escape. It hadn't mattered next because the whole alienness of the situation had grabbed his attention and battered it around. But sitting motionless and not thinking about anything, well. He was only human. A single stray bit of two plus two, a terrible stroke of logic, and his dick had apparently been ready to respond like a damned...genie. Right. A cock genie. Here's my three wishes:
Sit back down.
Shut up.
Seriously, go away now.
Not that his erection was listening. Probably because now he had genie thoughts, inappropriate words and images stuck in his head that he couldn't rub out--As his dick enthusiastically let him know what it thought of all the rubbing-centric scenarios he was trying so desperately NOT to think, Roan let out a pained groan. He grabbed one of the cloths Uala had used to pat him down and shoved it and his hands over his crotch. Novae, just stop thinking about anything. Everything. Three wishes. He felt his face burn even hotter, and he definitely wasn't making eye contact as xe chittered at him like this was his fault. It was. It was all his fault. His--Fuck. It was determined to stand tall and proud and he wasn't about to let it get any action in the next five seconds. His fault. Rather, his cock genie's fault. Sure, why not. Wasn't going away any time soon:
A cock genie from the legends of old.
Cock Genie, master of the universe.
Cock Genie, here to make all the wishes--
Novae, but the joking made it worse.
He couldn't have been harder now than if he'd been offered a buffet of delectable bed partners for a week straight--and he just wanted to go hide somewhere until it was over.
"Guess I'll be making the reel on the next "What Not to Do" lesson plan," he said. Previously, all the examples had been from old Earth film reels: namely, Captain Kirk's glorious assemblage of omni-sexual conquests.
At least Roan had managed to keep it in his pants.
But now Uala appeared to be melting into the floor, probably from the same bout of horrified thoughts that he himself was experiencing, and Roan felt even worse about causing xyr distress. "I won't--it won't--uh." It was really too bad he'd never been into sports. Baseball scores didn't work when one didn't know any. Panicked, he cleared his throat. "Well. This is. Well," he said, and it probably made less sense to Uala than their usual communicative inabilities. Roan sent xem a sheepish look and pointed to his lap. "Roan okay..."
Xe brightened even further and that was bad. Probably.
"Novae, novae, novae," he cursed under his breath as Uala skidded backward.
His dick was going to cause an intergalactic incident.
Even worse, thinking about the wayward organ brought the damned thing to half-mast. Like it'd been summoned. Beckoned to just run rampant through any kind of ordinance or directive the Academy set forth. Not that inconvenient erections were exactly in the manual.
If it hadn't been so horrifying, a rueful laugh might have escaped. Because erections were definitely going to make the training manuals NOW.
Mortified by this sudden turn of circumstance, Roan made himself sit up slowly. Instead of swinging his legs over the side of the table and hopping down, he moved gingerly, perching on the edge of the laboratory hardware and outstretching his palms in what he'd been taught was a universally safe sign for "it's cool, nothing to see here". He rolled his eyes and stared down at his hands for a moment. The Academy was stupid. Uala and xyr people--the whole two of the species that he'd seen--had tentacles. Had xe even seen palms before?
Had the Academy tested these interactions on actual aliens?
Novae. 'Nothing to see here.' He frowned at his pants, still rolled to the knees. Then he glanced up, trying not to be obvious about his current predicament as he sent xem a shaky smile. He hadn't even touched it--But Uala had and--Fuck! Don't think about touching! Seriously, no thinking about anything at all.--certainly hadn't even come close to considering letting anyone but himself hold--FUCK.
It hadn't mattered when he'd been focused on escape. It hadn't mattered next because the whole alienness of the situation had grabbed his attention and battered it around. But sitting motionless and not thinking about anything, well. He was only human. A single stray bit of two plus two, a terrible stroke of logic, and his dick had apparently been ready to respond like a damned...genie. Right. A cock genie. Here's my three wishes:
Sit back down.
Shut up.
Seriously, go away now.
Not that his erection was listening. Probably because now he had genie thoughts, inappropriate words and images stuck in his head that he couldn't rub out--As his dick enthusiastically let him know what it thought of all the rubbing-centric scenarios he was trying so desperately NOT to think, Roan let out a pained groan. He grabbed one of the cloths Uala had used to pat him down and shoved it and his hands over his crotch. Novae, just stop thinking about anything. Everything. Three wishes. He felt his face burn even hotter, and he definitely wasn't making eye contact as xe chittered at him like this was his fault. It was. It was all his fault. His--Fuck. It was determined to stand tall and proud and he wasn't about to let it get any action in the next five seconds. His fault. Rather, his cock genie's fault. Sure, why not. Wasn't going away any time soon:
A cock genie from the legends of old.
Cock Genie, master of the universe.
Cock Genie, here to make all the wishes--
Novae, but the joking made it worse.
He couldn't have been harder now than if he'd been offered a buffet of delectable bed partners for a week straight--and he just wanted to go hide somewhere until it was over.
"Guess I'll be making the reel on the next "What Not to Do" lesson plan," he said. Previously, all the examples had been from old Earth film reels: namely, Captain Kirk's glorious assemblage of omni-sexual conquests.
At least Roan had managed to keep it in his pants.
But now Uala appeared to be melting into the floor, probably from the same bout of horrified thoughts that he himself was experiencing, and Roan felt even worse about causing xyr distress. "I won't--it won't--uh." It was really too bad he'd never been into sports. Baseball scores didn't work when one didn't know any. Panicked, he cleared his throat. "Well. This is. Well," he said, and it probably made less sense to Uala than their usual communicative inabilities. Roan sent xem a sheepish look and pointed to his lap. "Roan okay..."
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