Lucky Among the Stars
Lucky Nights in Mount Two Timbers; Episode 3b

It’s was a long night at the bathhouse and Lucky wasn’t quite tired yet. It would be nice to cool down with a walk home. He set off down the road, humming to himself. The quickest route would put him on State Road 51 which cut through half a mile of farmland.
Lucky could smell the fresh cut crops as he walked through the brisk evening and he watched the stars when suddenly, out of the sky, there was an unidentified object. An unidentified flying object!
A beam shot out of the sky and lifted Lucky off the ground. As it slowly raised him into the sky his clothes were stripped from his body and fluttered to the ground.
“I think I’m about to get an anal probe,” was the last thing Lucky thought as he entered the tight round of the spaceship.
Lucky woke laying on a table. He wasn’t strapped, but there was heaviness to him so that he just wanted to lay comfortably in the nude upon the table. Lights blared from above and metallic clangs and beeps emanated all around.
Shadowed hands caressed up and down Lucky’s body. They seemed human, but long. They massaged Lucky’s sore muscles from shoulders to chest, chest to thighs, and thighs all the way down to his toes. Lucky was fully relaxed.
Then he heard a wet slopping noise. He looked up to see a giant green dildo-shaped apparatus getting greased up for the probe. Fingers brushed away the hair around his ass and slipped the probe inside.
Lucky groaned, a little with pleasure, but a little pain.
“Ouch,” he said, “not so fast.”
“Sorry,” came a robotic voice, “it’s my first time.”
“Turn off the gravity holding me down and I’ll show you how it’s done,” Lucky said.
Some metallic gears began to grind and Lucky felt his release on the table. He moved himself into all fours and guided the probe slowly into his ass. He used his left hand to move the probe in and out, tapping at his prostate just a little to tease himself.
“That feels good,” came the robot voice, “let me give it a try.”
Lucky got down into the doggie position and let the probe do its work.
“If you have another hand, you can pinch at my nipples,” said Lucky.
Two hands appeared from nowhere to reach down and pinch at Lucky’s nipples. “Tell me if I go too hard,” the robot voice said. The probe continued its work in and out of Lucky, gently increasing the pressure it put on the spot that made Lucky grunt from his lungs.
“Do you have more hands?” Lucky asked.
A hand emerged right in front of his face and Lucky grabbed it and wrapped the fingers around his throat. “Gently squeeze,” Lucky said. The grip tightened and Lucky’s grunts grew muted.
“You like that boy,” said the robotic voice.
Lucky bucked and ground his hips against he probe, moaning with pure pleasure.
“I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” said the robotic voice. Lucky felt as the probe expanded and released several times. It was the most intense ejaculation he had ever felt and the pleasure of it was out of this world. He pictured quasars of explosions as he internally orgasmed.
“Can you turn these lights up? I’d like to see the aliens fucking me,” Lucky asked.
The lights turned on and the room was what he would have expected for a spaceship, but there were no aliens. A monitor on one of the walls changed to a face and smiled at Lucky before it spoke.
“I come from a planet very far away,” it said in its robotic voice,” my people are not yet suited for space travel, yet they yearn to see the stars. I am an AI that they built to study the galaxies.”
“What do you learn from the anal probes?” Lucky asked.
“Nothing, I just thought you were cute,” said the AI.
“Oh, cool, well… want to drop me off at home?”
“Of course, I know where you live from the data extracted during your probe. Sit back and relax at the console, just don’t push the blue button,” said the AI.
“Why, what does it do?” asked Lucky.
“The blue button will completely wipe your memory after 10 seconds,” said AI.
“And, theoretically, what if I just pushed the blue button?” asked Lucky.
“Then you can push the red button within the next 10 seconds to counteract the memory wipe, but it will force you backward in time by 12 hours. If you don’t do it within 10 seconds then you will wake up thinking you’re someone else who just moved here to start a new life.”
IF LUCKY PUSHES THE RED BUTTON CLICK HERE
IF LUCKY HESITATES PUSHING THE RED BUTTON CLICK HERE
About the Creator
Guy Valley
Hello, I'm Guy Valley, author of Quantum Boys. Bringing back the casual hobby of homoerotic reading.
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Thank you for reading: WELCOME TO MOUNT TWO TIMBERS!
**Consent is always Sexy**




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