Lieutanant Anon's Juju Jamboree

The cell was surprisingly comfortable. Air conditioning, was pretty warm and humid at first but they brought those up to Terran norms within a week or so of my capture. I assume they got a xenologist of some sort on hand because that's also when the interrogation/private fuck parties started including actual human languages as opposed to the heavily accented Interling the CO had been using to try and clumsily browbeat intel out of me. I kind of miss the Interling actually, before the questions were all business. Now she's started asking personal questions. 'Is your cell comfortable? Is the food to your liking? Do you like the way our fluids taste? Do you prefer women with larger breasts or smaller breasts?' I suppose she'd have asked if I was an assman next but the Jujehyu all seem to be well endowed when it comes to hips by human standards.

I'm having a hard time keeping track of the days. They don't give me writing implements, sharp objects...or even clothes. It's warm enough that I don't need them and much as I hate to admit it my cell is comfortable enough that I don't need garments to keep my health up. I'm not even having trouble with those fucking lice that seem to be endemic on this world, they wash me for that pretty regularly. Though I think it's more an excuse for 'comfort meetings' than anything else.

I've been here at least two weeks. I don't think the Sol Control is coming to get me, I didn't get off a data burst before they stunned me and I'm pretty sure the infiltration AI was neutralized before it could send an SOS. Sol Control is only marginally interested in the planet anyway, good colonization material, but far from our borders. They won't find the base, the real base, without looking hard either. Oh sure we spotted the Ansible easily enough but those FTL transmitters always have to be pretty big. Real bulk of the base is underground, there are hundreds of people here, soldiers, workers, scientists, some kind of frontier outpost. Near as I can tell they don't have a single male on hand either. Well except for people like me, battle trophies.

Over the past couple of weeks I've been party to a couple little orgies. I didn't notice it at first but the CO (I'll call her Lips since she likes kissing.) got moody after I came inside of her. She's been clingy, possessive, but not nearly as horny as the other girls she brought in to fuck me. Some of the other soldiers recieved my climax, I noticed they got pretty sappy and emotional but Lips is apparently determined on maintaining some affection priviliges with me so they're reduced to cuddling with each other. They aren't universally xenophillic however, I'm noticing more than a few of the soldiers looking at me with a sort of disgust.

I think it's disgust. Hard to tell through helmet visors and body language isn't exactly universal.

Anyways today was interesting. I must've reached a milestone with Lips or something because she spent the night in my cell with me. Had a couple guards with her too, not sure if that's standard practice or if the Jujehyu form polyamorus relationship groups. Regardless I shared the large cushion I use for a bed with three vaguely cervine females. I awoke to Freckles (a dusky Jujehyu with splotches of reddish brown on her body) experimentally fondling my dick with one of her feet, I was only half awake but I found myself rockhard. One of the more annoying quirks of irresponsible genetic tampering had to be the sexdrive from domestic sextoys granted personhood making it into the genepool. My intelligence wasn't affected thankfully but the impromptu boners and unflagging erections weren't a welcome sideffect of my augmented stamina, eyesight, and digestive capability.

"Cut it out..." I muttered to her.
She looked at me quizzically, damnit I've been here too long those wide brown eyes are starting to look adorable.
"Stop." I stated in interling.
She didn't stop, instead she squeezed by dick with those dextrous toes of hers and started rubbing my balls with her other foot's toes. "You're hard," she responded. "Don't you want to cum?"
Damnit, I could feel one of her toes tracing that spot just beneath the head, I shuddered and gripped one of her shins, the leg was thinner  than mine but just as muscular, surprisingly limber too. "It's-" I wanted to say 'It's morning wood, just a biological reaction to waking up, a rush of hormones.' But I couldn't say that because my Interling sucked. I was an expendable scout with access to decent equipment not a specops troubleshooter with an ivy league education. "Is my body, does this when wake up. More you touch harder I be."
She smirked at me...I think. Their faces were decently expressive but it's mostly in the eyes and ear placement, head posture too. She kept rubbing my dick with those dextrous toes and massaging my balls. I was damn near to climbing out of the jumble of limbs that my bedding had become when Lips smacked one of Freckles legs.

"Stop that, he's got comfort duty in the showers." She was grumpier than usual. I half wanted to comfort her, rub her ears maybe, or that puffball tail they seemed to like that.Half wanted to, she had shocked the crap out of me and spent the last couple of weeks fucking me whenever she felt like it and even if I was starting to find her attractive that didn't mean I returned her apparent affection for me. Freckles looked disappointed but finally relented. I found myself wishing she hadn't, partially because I was now painfully erect and partially because her expression bore startling resemblance to that of a scolded puppy. Around this point Hips woke up. (she had a big ass, even for a Jujehyu.) Lips wouldn't let Hips get away with kissing me on the mouth but everywhere else was fine...which explained the hickeys on my neck and chest. She nibbled on my ear by way of greeting and I only managed to keep from shuddering by sheer force of will.

I was relieved when a rather sour Lips demanded her underlings get dressed. I had nothing better to do so I helped them put on their armor. Lips wore dark grey armor with black highlights, the other two wore white armor. I think there's a nanotechnology components in their uniforms. The tight jumpsuits they wear can be sealed and unsealed at certain seams on a touch and they don't so much strap their armor on as they press it against hardpoints which the plate adheres to. While helping them get dressed I examined their armor, I'm no engineer or IT specialist but I did recognize some design elements. The tech was pretty simple once you got past the application of nanotech for ease of use, basic scouting optics in the helmet, biometric locked energy weapons, utility tools and so on. I filed the information away for later use, though my strategic thoughts were somewhat derailed when Lips took my hand and lead me out of the cell.

Every time before now she'd been playing the stern officer, she'd prod me along with a baton and curse at me only to moan and kiss me and give me (literally) doe eyed glances in between her tough act. Freckles and Hips toted their carbines and I found myself being lead farther astray than usual. Apparently officers got their own special bathing facilities because the bathing area I was lead into was new...and populated by expectant looking noncoms. There were maybe a dozen here, judging from what little Interling I understood they'd done well on their training exercises so they got a pity fuck. Apparently the officers were on rotation for sharing their fucktoy and today Lips had to share with the rest of the class.

The first minutes were awkward, even the CO in charge of the gaggle of nude and gawking soldiers took a brief moment to fondle my penis. I'm really not that impressive downstairs, not that I lack anything in size when compared to the general population but I won't be setting any records. For the best really Jujehyu are a tight fuck, almost painful.
The new CO, I'll call her ribbons since her drab grey armor was festooned with them, gave me an experimental pump. "He's pretty short, even down here. Will he actually be able to give the girls what they've earned? I hear Doc Sarrsa found a drug in the archives that helps them with impotence."
Freckles actually giggled at that, even Lips cheered up a little she appeared to take some kind of pride in my stamina. That glimmer of pride in her eyes made me happy, I crushed that happiness. Last thing I needed was to start developing fondness for my captors. Before either of the girls could speak up I chimed in with my awful broken Interling. "Bend over and I show what I do." For a moment there she looked taken aback...then furious. I think, she still had most of her armor on, hard to tell.
She barked something at the other soldiers in her native tongue and quickly enough they were helping her strip down. Soon she was wearing nothing but a skin tight suit. "Show me what you're capable of terran. If you can't please me I'll have you strapped in a chair in the barracks servicing our rawest recruits till you pass out." Lips bristled at that but didn't seem prepared to challenge Ribbon's little proclomation.
Ribbons let me make the first move so I started rubbing her, I'd been at this for a couple days so I had some idea of Jujehyu erogenous zones at this point. Ears, little puffball tail, certain parts of the neck, oh and the inner thighs, middle joint of the leg specifically that really got them going for some reason. Once her ears were lowered in submission and her tail was flicking with arousal I grabbbed her thighs at their thickest point and hoisted her upwards. Hips helpfully guided my dick towards Ribbon's puffy eager sex, but not before giving my dick an affectionate kiss. I didn't bother wih much preamble, Ribbons was tight and hot inside and the lips of her sex squeezed me  like a vice.
Maybe she was tense, maybe she just didn't get much action. Either way I had to work my way inside, inch, by inch and she fought me the whole way. She gripped my shoulders and yowled as I claimed her sex. At some point I leaned up against the tiled wall and her strange tri-jointed legs bent and twisted... Now she was gripping the wall with her feet and suddenly her sex was just that much looser. I'd chosen this position so that for once, I'd get the upper hand on my captors but she bit down on my neck and started working her hips furiously. I could practically hear growling as she worked her hips. I simply supported her, held her close while she rammed her hips into mine again and again. Eventually she shivered, moaned and came, the scent of her climactic fluids was musky with on odd almost floral hint to it. When she finally pulled away I had a fresh red mark on my neck and a clamoring mob of cervince women stroking my thighs and pulling me to the ground.

I was going to capitalize on Ribbon's weakness and fuck her to senselessness but her charges had other ideas.

I briefly contemplated fighting them, trying to get dominant with the critters but there were at least a dozen of them on hand and even if Freckles and Hips did like me I doubted they'd hesitate to zap me senseless if I got uppity, They were carrying those guns around for a reason. So I let the Jujehyu pull me down, the floor was a little rough, some kind of concrete I guess. I didn't have much time to contempate it. Before I could properly do much of anything a pair of thighs were wrapped around my face and a slick, fragrant pussy was grinding against my mouth. I felt conflicted, this would be my first time going down on one of these critters, I didn't really want to eat her out but if I didn't no doubt I'd face some punishment for being uncooperative. I was a prisoner not a sex worker after all. So I started licking her cunt, her taste was odd not quite human, muskier, maybe a bit sweatier than a human girl's fluids would've been. Regardless I didn't have much energy to spare for playing pussy conniesuer

I felt four fingers and a thumb take hold of each of my wrists, within moments my hands were pressed up against the unmistakable slick heat of a pussy in need. Strong fuzzy thighs clamped down around my hands and I could feel dextrous toes working their way across my chest. The girls mewled at me desperately and wiggled their hips. I didn't bother trying to resist, I started rubbing their sexes, Eventually I slid my fingers inside of them. Their walls clamped down on my digits reflexively, it took a bit of fumbling but I managed to find their clits with my thumbs and started rubbing those little nubs. Before lone I felt them clamp down on my fingers, and my arm. Squeeze me, hold me tight as their pussies squirted thick musky juice all over my hands. I could feel their toes squeezing my pecs or abs. They didn't have much time to relax, all too quickly other Does were nudging and pushing at them to take their place at my sides.

A Doe mounted me, she was so tight it was painful. My grasp of their language was tenous at best but from what little I'd picked up and my shoddy Interling I got the impression this was her first time with any male. Her sex was a silken vice and she had to spend a good couple of minutes working me inside of her. I'd always known that the Jujehyu were textured inside by I could feel it now, concentric rings squeezing down on me. She was so damn tight at the entrance I couldn't have cum inside of her if I wanted to. As time went on she loosened up but that was only by the fourth or fifth fuck. That first ride was borderline torture, but I felt an odd sort of pride once I heard her start squeeling and felt her fluids splash down onto me. I was starting to take real pleasure in making these Does cum their brains out and no amount of effort on my part could destroy that sense of satisfaction completely.

The next Doe to mount me felt loose in comparison, even so she was squeezing me like a velvet glove. She didn't bother trying to be gentle, just slammed her hips down against mine with enough force to leave bruises. I felt her reach down and squeeze my balls while her rump rapidly rammed into waist. I could hear her moaning, just one word over and over. Didn't sound like the Jujehyu word for fuck, I think it was "thick". Either way she didn't last long, another Doe took her place. I dunno how many took their turns on me. It's all a blur of squeezing thighs, moans, and femine musk. Eventually I came, and with some prodding from their exhausted looking CO the Does filed out one by one.

I felt satisfied and exhausted in equal measure.

I tried to conjure up some xenophobic slur and appropiately hateful language to express my frustration with the aliens who held me captive.

My mind went blank, I hoped I was simply too exhausted to summon a properly unfriendly attitude for aliens but I knew better. I was starting to like this.

Lips helped me up off the ground, I considered putting up resistance but didn't bother. A glance off to the side proved that the clattering I was hearing was the sound of Hips and Freckles ditching their gear. Lips lead me into a shower stall. Honestly it wasn't that different from any primitive shower stall. A pipe with a faucet designed to spray water over a large area. Two knobs for hot and cold water. Sure you could do all kinds of advanced fancy nonsense with control systems and water composition but in a military base there wasn't much reason to. Lips appeared tro carefully consider the water temperture I needed, it was almost lukewarm so I cranked up the heat a bit. I would've soaped myself up but Lips was already doing that. She was joined by Freckles and Hips pretty quickly.

As per usual Lips kissed me, pushed her tongue into my mouth and fondled my muscles. For once though she let Freckles and Hips kiss me. Hips was more concerned about having that enormous ass of hers fondled and squeezed than getting into the kiss. Freckles treated the brief window of Lips generosity like a drowning sailor treated air. They were honestly affectionate and gentle, well when they weren't fondling my dick, or cooing over my muscles. I was a valued fuck toy but I was still just a fuck toy. And being a fuck toy I had duties to attend to. I was clean for maybe a minute before Hips was grinding that great, wobbly rear of hers against my dick. Of course I was rock hard and ready at the slightest touch. Of course I mounted her, but I didn't let her take initiative. I pushed her up against the wall and rutted with her quick and fast. Freckles knelt down and lapped at the base of my cock through the whole thing.

When Hips had her quiet little orgasm I moved onto Freckles, for whatever reason Lips was being pretty generous. Mostly generous, while she watched me fuck Freckles she practically forced Hips head between her legs and forced the Doe to lick her pussy. I hoisted Freckles up by her thighs, pushed her back up against the wall and rutted with her hard and fast. She came loudly, squeezing my shoulders and forcing her tongue into my mouth for a few brief passionate moments. She clearly wanted to hold the kiss longer but I didn't indulge her.

Lips came next, I knelt down and presed my face against her groin. It was only when I was up close and lapping at her sex that I considered that her name was fitting in more ways than one. Her mound was pretty large and her sex rather pronounced. Her clit seemed a bit oversized judging from what I'd seen of other Does during my time as a comfort male. I didn't bother contemplating it beyond that, I just spread her sex wide open and lapped at her inner walls, suckled on her clit till she had a shuddering orgasm. Throughout the whole thing she'd wrapped a leg around my head and was gripping my hair. When she came she squeezed me tight and tugged on my hair till it was painful.

We washed up afterwards. I was surprised by how tender the gir- aliens were with me. I suppose I shouldn't have been, Lips was stakintg out her territory with me. On more than a handful of occasions I'd seen her fend off larger groups of randy Jujehyu with the aid of her chosen deputies and rank. Then there were abusers who apparently wanted to engage in some brutal form of entertainment. I'd been on my fair share of military outposts so I didn't bother investing much thought into what cervine Xenophobes would do to me. No doubt their sadism would and creativity would outstrip anything my imagination could conjure up. Instead I stuck close to Lips. Hips, and Freckles.

By this point I'd memorized the intricate pattern of stripes on Lips face, shoulders, and thighs. The colors of her braid and the beads woven into it. I knew every pattern of every tan, brown, and peach blotch on Hips's body, every constellation created by the pale white spots on Freckles legs and arms and face. I knew their scent and taste and the noises they made, their body language... I knew them better than some human women I known. Oh sure I'd never bothered asking them about their parents or friends or jobs. I tried to remain aloof of them from the start like a proper Solar Soldier. But inch by inch they'd conquered me and I was finding that I didn't hate them for it.

That was probably a bad sign.

I didn't bother contemplating the implications of my emotional state, my apparent conversion to a xenophillac view point of the fact that I'd likely never see Earth again. (Or her Colonies...hell even the independent territories.) Instead I held Hips hand, let her lean in close to me. She'd placed one of my hands on her ass and I gave the great gelatinous rump a fond squeeze as a response to the suckling nibbles she bestowed upon my neck. Our walk back to my cell was fairly short all things considered. Couldn't have been more than a single city block, evenb so I went down a couple elevators and passed through several security checkpoints.

Stark Naked, with leering eyes, cat calls, and the odd xenophobic slur. Well there were a lot of slurs and xenophobic comments thrown at me but the general consensus seemed to be that fucking alien males was okay. Only a handful of soldiers seemed to hold onto the dream of settling down with a male of their species. An interesting cultural tidbit I supposed, I jotted it down in my mental notebook.

I don't know why I continue to bother making notes on this sort of thing. I have Eidetic memory, I can recall everything I experience in perfect detail. Makes me a good spy but it's not as rare a phenomena as it used to be.

I noted down their security procedures, passcodes, and so on but my heart wasn't in it.

The girls brought me back to my cell locked me in and left for their shifts.

I missed their presence and I hated myself for that.

This place was changing me.