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The Cohen Loop Max and Carver 3 copyright comidacomida 2014

'Tonight' didn't turn out to be an immediate time frame, which left the two plenty of time to sit down to dinner. The meal was quick and easy, as was most of the food they'd eaten since leaving their surrogate family. Max used the ultrawave to prepare a roast chicken while Carver prepared some raw fish. The human used to eat sushi all the time at home before moving to the Unity Centre, and had even on occasion had sashimi, but the way that the Amplus made it was something entirely different. Carver compared it to a Latin American dish called 'ceviche'.

The two ate their combined food with a salad the Phin made of a variety of sea vegetables-- many of which Max had learned about in various classes but had never eaten before. All in all it was a creative meal with no lack of trying new things. They chatted about just about everything as they ate, neither rushed nor slowed by the presence of the incomplete statuette staring at them from the entryway table.

As they finished up their meal, Max wondered if Carver was going to bring it up again, but the Amplus surprised him, "Maybe we should do a little studying."

The Human was caught by surprise, "Really?"

Carver nodded, "You always seem to be at your best when you've had a chance to do some studying, and I don't want to take up your time before we have a chance to brush up on preparing for the finals."

Max laughed, "I didn't realize you were studying my habits so closely."

The Phin smiled, "I study everything about you, Max."

The young man paused, not exactly sure how to take the statement; it sounded like something a stalker would say, but was also endearing at the same time. Apparently Carver must have come to the same conclusion because the reddish hue around his eyes became very evident. Max smiled, "Well, that door can swing both ways you know."

The Amplus offered a soft clicking chuckle, "Fair enough..." and he picked up his tablet, "So... modern human history or the Oceanic Union Era from Water-Earth?"

"Both."

Carver laughed at that and tossed Max's tablet to him, "Alright... both."

Study for Max was usually measured in hours by subject but that night they ran through the material in under an hour per subject. It wasn't that they were rushing per se, but, as they covered it, the human realized that it was everything he knew, and he knew it fairly well. As they sat in their own Study Room the two quizzed one another on the last chapter involving the Cross Continental Trail the Phins used to create trade routes from their equivalent of the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans, Carver set his tablet aside and floated in the pool, letting out a relaxed breath, "It's good to have a place of our own."

Max turned off his own tablet before putting it on the empty chair beside him, "How so?"

"You seem more relaxed... and so that makes me feel more relaxed."

The Human felt himself blush faintly at the observation, but he couldn't refute it. The space set aside for them at the Unity Centre was a dorm of sorts, smaller than the family apartment that his surrogate parents had run, but still more than large enough for the needs of a single Human and an Amplus. While Max didn't know what to expect when he turned eighteen, the dorm they shared was far more than he could have hoped for. The thoughts of his birthday brought up a question he had never thought to ask, "Hey, Carver?"

The Phin turned his head sideways, gazing over at Max while continuing to float on his back in the water, "Hmm?"

"When's YOUR birthday?"

The Amplus finished his float and pulled himself up onto the lip of the pool, legs and tail still dangling into the water, "Well... based on your calendar, I think it was right before I came here to Land-Earth."

The Human paused, "So... early summer?"

Carver grinned, "I came from the far north... 'early summer' to you is still late winter where I'm from."

Max rolled his eyes, "I mean... we've been together for almost three months, and I still don't know a lot about you."

The Amplus shrugged, "You never really asked."

The Human sighed; despite the obvious counter, Carver was still right, "Well... like... I mean, I know that Phins mature faster than Humans, so that means you don't spend as long as toddlers... or calves-- whatever."

"Calves." Carver confirmed.

Max looked to his roommate, who was gazing over his shoulder at the Human, "Just how old are you exactly?"

The Phin chuckle-clicked a few times and the answer came out in the form of what the Human knew to be another study question, "Biologically we're the same age..."

The young man didn't even hesitate, "So... you're sixteen."

Carver nodded, "Starting when a calf turns three, you add--"

Max finished for him, "Two years to their age to find out their equivalent in human years... yea-- I know. But Humans and Phins both live about the same amount of time."

The Amplus nodded, "I remember asking my Comparative Biology teacher back on Water-Earth about early Human development... she said that Humans take longer to develop during the early years of their life because your parents don't sing to you before you're born."

The young man was a little caught off guard by the statement, "Don't... what?"

Carver's eyes held an obvious hint of surprise, "So... you AREN'T sung to?"

Max rubbed the back of his head, "Um... before we're born? No... I don't think that's a usual thing... but my dad said that my mom always used to play Mozart with the speakers facing her belly when she was pregnant."

It took a few seconds for the Amplus to put together the Human composer and what was being said but, once he did, he shook his head, "No... that's not what I meant... here... lay back." and the Phin motioned for Max to lower the collapsible back of his chair.

Curious as to what Carver was trying to convey, the young man complied, pulling the handle on the reclining wooden chair until he was laying flat. He heard Carver rise up the rest of the way out of the water; wet foot steps moved closer, and then the lights above were dimmed as the Amplus leaned over him, "This is what I mean by being sung to."

Max remained still, going stiff for a moment as the Phin reached down and raised the Human's shirt up past his sternum. He felt a faint vibration go through him in time with a soft, barely audible series of clicks from Carver. The Amplus leaned closer, and the sensation grew more powerful, almost a massage that went through his entire body. It was a strange feeling but, he had to admit, not entirely unpleasant... but it did give him the sensation of really having to go to the bathroom. Right before he spoke up, however, Carver stopped.

Several moments passed before the Human realized something, "There were words in with that... uh... song."

The Amplus nodded, a soft smile on his face, "Both parents sing to their unborn child all the time... it's one way that their family grows together even before the calf is born. I made sure both my parents taught me my Birth Song before I came here... I've always loved it, ever since I can remember."

Max nodded silently, realizing that, regardless of how much alike they were, there were still some very big differences. "It doesn't seem like something human parents would be able to do... we don't have the... uh... parts needed for it."

The nostalgia slowly left Carver's face, replaced by a playful grin. He lightly touched the young man's belly button, "Well... you have a navel, which is interesting... even if it doesn't make up for such a limited racial sound mechanic."

The Human rolled his eyes, "Oh come on... Phins are mammals too... you're attached to placenta in utero, so I'm sure you have to have a belly button too."

Carver patiently shook his head, "No... you can SEE it, but it's nothing like yours."

Max had just opened his mouth to speak, but he fell silent the moment the Amplus reached up to his neck line and unfastened the wet suit material where it connected. With the soft sound of something akin to silk sliding across silk, the Phin had pulled his outer covering open. Wriggling his body the suit fell down to his waist level and, from there, with another fastener undone on his back, the layer of cloth fell off him like the skin of a peeled banana. The human sat dumbstruck at the naked Phin standing in front of him.

Carver was casual in his nudity. Perhaps it wasn't anything at all special in Phin society, but Max had only ever seen him in his wet suit. Despite the fact that Phin clothing was skin tight, Carver seemed even sleeker without it. The Amplus had his left hand on his hip, the right pointing toward the center of his smooth, white belly, "It is nowhere near as noticeable." Although the rest of Carver's body was awash with a pattern of black and white like that of an Orca, the Amplus' chest, abdomen, and groin had no black whatsoever... just a pure, unadulterated, snow-like field.

It took a moment before Max had gained enough gumption to reach out and press his hand against the Phin's stomach. The faint indent was there, but so far as any further proof of once existent umbilical cord, all he could feel was a slightly firmer nodule of flesh no bigger in diameter than the tip of his pinkie finger. He dwelt on that for only a half second before suddenly realizing that he was actually touching Carver for the first time in something other than a simple handshake or a tap on the shoulder... and he pulled his hand back reflexively.

The Amplus smiled, reaching out to take hold of the Human's wrist and returned it to his stomach, "Your hand feels rough... but it's a good kind of rough."

Max blushed faintly, pressing his entire palm against Carver's smooth flesh, "It's not rough... it's just yours is so smooth." He tentatively reached out his other hand and pressed it against the Phin's belly right above the first.

The young man hesitated a moment as the large Amplus bent further over, then fidgeted when Carver brushed a few strands of his loose hair away from his ears. The Phin whistle-clicked softly in Phin as he inspected them "They're so intricate on the insides."

Max shivered at the soft touch, but complacently turned his head sideways to provide the Amplus a better look. His hands continued to caress and press their way across Carver's body, his left hand sliding higher up the Phin's sternum, and the lower hand dropping further down... until he realized where it was headed. He pulled it back quickly as he saw the pure white of the Phin's groin gain a faint flush to it, and looked up to see his friend staring down, a slightly goofy expression on his face.

Carver snorted faintly through his blow hole, "Sorry... that's just a reaction." and he slowly pulled Max up to a standing position.

The Human felt his own face burn red, "Yea... I mean, I didn't mean to--"

The Amplus smiled, interrupting him with a softly spoken "It's okay." The young man lost track of what happened, but the next thing he knew Carver had leaned down and touched his broad mouth to Max's lips.

Taken aback, the Human paused, "That was... a... uh..."

Carver looked a little hesitant, "It was supposed to be a kiss." and the white around his eyes turned a little rosy, "Did I... do it wrong?"

Completely off guard, Max shrugged, "I... uh... I don't think Phins can kiss... I mean... you don't really have lips..."

The Amplus blushed even more distinctively; it almost made him looked sun-burned, "I hope it... wasn't-- that I didn't offend you, Max... I just--"

Max raised a hand to his lips where the Phin had 'kissed' him, "I've never been... uh... kissed before..."

Carver shrugged, still blushing, "I guess that makes sense... if Phins can't kiss."

It was the Human's turn to blush, "No... I mean kissed by anyone." He slowly stepped closer, pressing one hand against the Phin's belly and raising his other arm up so he could rest his hand on the large Phin's shoulder. The Human stood on his tip toes as he pulled Carver down, and kissed him back. He jumped in surprise when something grabbed his wrist.

Startled, Max looked down to see a long length of flesh emerging from the Amplus' genital slit; it had wrapped around his wrist. Carver's member was almost a foot long, and, at the base it was nearly as big around as Max's forearm, tapering to a slightly blunt tip at the end. Looking back up at the Phin, their eyes met, and the Amplus smiled sheepishly, "You DID say you didn't believe it when you read it's semi-prehensile."

The Human had no idea what to say in response, and slowly let his eyes drop back down to the alien flesh curled around his wrist. Max went down to one knee and Carver's penis slowly unwound itself, returning to an almost straight shape except for the faintest cork-screw twist at the tip. The flesh was pale, like the rest of the Amplus' groin, but also had several strong purplish and bluish undertones, but mostly red, even more so than the withdrawal folds of Carver's genital slit.

He slowly reached his hand back toward it and caressed the side, feeling a slightly firmer, more textured flesh than the Phin's belly alone.

Carver let out a breath through his blow hole and his hips inched forward reflexively as his tail curled back, fluke rising up off the ground. Max immediately pulled his hand away, "Sorry-- I... uh... did... I hurt... anything?"

The Amplus gazed down at him, eyes blinking a few times as if trying to decipher the words, and he click-chirped out a chuckle, mixed with "No... that was... really nice." in the Phin language. Carver took a step closer, the white skin around his eyes almost as red as his groin, "I'd... like you to do it again... if you're okay with it... but, if not, I-- I'd underst--"

The Human cut the Phin off mid-sentence by pressing his hands against either side of Carver's member. He caressed the wriggling flesh with both palms, causing his roommate to grow weak in the knees, and earning another twitch from the Phin's tail in response. The Amplus closed his eyes, widening his stance as a faint, rhythmic rumbling series of clicks emerged from him in a constant stream, coupled with a faint, almost human-sounding groan.

Max smiled, running his fingers up and down the Phin's textured flesh, stroking it softly, inquisitively as he began to see how his friend would react when he touched here or gave a gentle squeeze there. Each move had an effect seemingly more powerful than the last, and it was not long before a constant stream of clear, gel-like fluid was leaking out of the large Phin's member, and, as the Human held it in his hands, he could clearly feel the rhythmic beating of Carver's pulse in his grasp.

Before he had a chance to second-guess himself, the young man had leaned forward and took the tip of the Amplus' shaft into his lips. Carver immediately tensed, letting out a mild curse in Phin, "Squid-ink!" then wheezed out through his blow-hole as his hips shook. Max was surprised the Phin's shaft pressed up against his tongue in what he could only have possibly compared to as a very alien french kiss... and, suddenly, the Human's mouth was overflowing as Carver began unloading into it.

The young man pulled back immediately, his tongue slipping out of the Phin's penis' grasp before the entire thing fell free from his lips with an audible pop and, moments later, he was forced to close his eyes as Carver's member twitched again, sending out a ribbon of pearly fluid onto his face. He felt another jet of seed hit him in the chin, and then the forehead, gobs of it continuing to shower down on him before Carver let out a gasp, and turned to the side, "Sorry, Max... I-- sorry... that... I... I've never..." he swallowed, "That was the first time I was ever..."

Max felt his entire face tingling and remembered that the sperm in Phin semen was incredibly mobile; it had to be to permeate the recipient's flesh and initiate the hormonal change that would necessitate pregnancy, but all the human could worry about was what would happen if he opened his eyes and got some of the semen in them-- he didn't much like the idea of being blinded. In the end, however, he didn't need to worry; Carver pulled him to his feet and Max felt the Amplus' large, broad tongue clean him in one lick. A moment later, the Phin was wiping his face clean the rest of the way.

The young man coughed once, then again, a faint cum bubble popping on his lips; he'd swallowed a lot more than he'd realized. carver was looking down at him, expression mixed between concerned and sheepish; only then did Max realize that he hadn't responded to the apology, "Oh... I... that's... okay, I guess... I mean... I was just surprised is all... I wasn't really expecting that to... um... happen."

Carver's smile widened even more, and it allowed the Human to see just how incredibly red the Amplus' tongue was with a blush, "I didn't either. I mean... I didn't know you were going to... um... but..." he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, "I mean... it was a surprise... but I enjoyed it."

Max laughed at both his friend's expression and the faltering of his words, "Yea... I kinda guessed you did." The Human flexed his fingers, hands still completely covered in the Phin's fluids. He flexed and clenched his fingers; the ejaculate was slick and oily and, if he remembered correctly, semi water resistant. As he pondered it, Max surprised himself with a burp, and ended up retasting the salty, slightly nutty flavor of the Phin's semen, but his thoughts went immediately elsewhere when Carver's hand closed around his. "What are you--?"

The Amplus gave him a light shove, lowering him down onto the reclining chair next to the pool. "There is a saying among the Phin..." and Carver recited it in his native language even as he began to unbutton Max's pants with his free hand.

The Human, distracted, nodded nevertheless when he recognized the Phin term for 'reciprocate' but all thoughts fled his brain as his surprisingly rigid flesh was exposed, and then surrounded by Carver's hand... the one that had been holding Max's; his penis was immediately slathered in the Phin's semen and the tingling sensation was beyond words.

Max moaned as Carver settled down at tne edge of the chair, knees on the floor as his grip tightened just a little more around the Human's flesh. The Amplus smiled down at him, placing his free hand on the young man's abdomen as he began stroking in earnest. Max squirmed, hands gripping onto sections of the chair as the slick digits and tingling semen lubricant nearly sent him over the edge but, suddenly, he went rigid at another touch; the Phin's member had wrapped around his testicles. Breath tight in his chest, he wheezed, "Careful..."

Carver leaned forward, brushing his broad, red tongue across the Human's chest, "I will be... I'm not going to hurt you, Max..." and the Amplus' surprisingly dexterous penis slowly released his scrotum... and slipped down lower between the cleft of his cheeks, slick tip tickling up against the opening there. Max tensed again, but the Phin nuzzled into his chest, repeating himself, "I won't hurt you."

Before Max could speak again he felt the Amplus' member slide along the inside of his leg, collection copious amounts of the semen that had dripped down it after Carver's first release. A moment later it had returned to his opening, and the Human's toes curled as he felt his anus slathered with the smooth, slippery fluids. Every touch from the Phin's penis was gentle and precise, and he barely even noticed when it slipped in through his surprisingly relaxed rectum... but, by then, he was too lost in the feel of Carver's fingers moving once again against his own eager shaft.

The large Amplus shuddered over him, a tense breath escaping through his blow hole as a gentle, rhythmic clicking was accentuated further by a very powerful vocalization. The Phin pressed his head harder against Max's chest, almost taking his breath away with the force of it as he murmured, "OOoohhh, Max..."

The Human jumped in surprise when he felt Carver's shaft slip further into him without the Amplus' hips even moving. Max gasped when he realized that the motion was from the Phin's penis alone wriggling within him, slipping into and out of him like an inch worm. As with any teen, the young man had often thought about what his 'first time' would be like-- but what was happening was nowhere near what he'd expected. It was.... better.

Carver's tapered flesh continued working into him, their hips drawing closer and closer together as Max's body stretched to further accommodate the thicker portions of the Phin. At one point he winced, pain lancing for a moment through him when he realized he wouldn't be able to take any more of the Amplus' very broad shaft. Carver stopped immediately, member ceasing its ministrations. "Are you alright, Max?"

The young man nodded mutely, swallowing the tightness in his throat, "You're... just really big, I think. I mean... Humans-- we--

The Amplus slowly straightened up, pulling his torso off of Max even though their hips remained nearly touching; Carver's member was more than two-thirds buried into the Human, "I don't want to hurt you, Max... we can stop if you want."

Caught somewhere between nodding and shaking his head, the Human's voice finally took over, "No... I... I want this... I want.... you."

Carver smiled, one hand renewing its movement against Max's aching flesh, the other gently caressing the side of the young man's face; the touch was warm... everything about the Amplus was warm, and Max finally gave over to his lover's ministrations, and gasped as the Phin's digits drew ever closer to coaxing a release out of him, "C... Carver..."

The Amplus shuddered over him, and Max felt his insides clenching rhythmically around the thick invader as his body surrendered to the sensations. Carver closed his eyes and the Human's grip tightened against the chair when he felt the Amplus' prehensile organ flicking and tickling all the right spots within him, milking his prostate for all it was worth.

He remembered that, for Phins, the semi-permeable skin of their prostate-equivalent is what absorbed the semen after mating, transferring the genetic material into-- but all of the logic and education fled him as he was pushed over into the primal, visceral sensation of an orgasm... stronger than any other he had ever known. The sensations were made all the more powerful with each rhythmic pulse of Phin semen into his insides as Carver began unloading huge amounts of it into him with each jet.

It was many long moments before Max had regained any semi balance of sense. He had been rendered nearly vegetative-- giddy... euphoric... enamored. The young man found himself with his back against Carver's chest, both floating in the pool, where he had been taken after all but passing out. The water was warm... or maybe it was just because he was so close to the Amplus... or maybe it had something to do with the copious, ribbon-like strands of creamy Phin-semen swirling in the water around them.

Carver rumbled contentedly, speaking with his voice for once rather than his resonance chamber, "I thought you might want to get clean."

Max rarely if ever heard a Phin actually speak, and the rich, deep tone vibrated all the way through him. It was an intimate feeling... one he found himself enjoying very much. There was one problem he realized, and he was barely even able to say it without laughing, "If Phin semen doesn't break down in water... how ARE you supposed to get clean?"

"Showers. It DOES wash off." Carver's deep voice made the young man tingle.The answer certainly seemed to make sense. Max did laugh after that, rotating around in place so he could be chest-to-chest with the Phin. The Human rested his head up beneath the large Amplus' chin, "Now I can see why Phins are able to have sex in water without there being friction problems."

The comment earned a bemused click-chuckle from Carver, "Friction problems?"

Max almost jumped when he felt the Phin's still mobile shaft gently cup the curve of his rump, "Well... we don't produce nearly as much ah... lubricant... and ours washes off a lot easier..." he moved his arm under water, creating a current that took a particuarly large ribbon of Phin semen away from him, "So... sometimes that means friction."

His attention was drawn right back to Carver the moment the Amplus hoised him up with a hand on either of the Human's thighs. Max felt the Phin's cork-screw tip slide into his surprisingly loose opening, "No..." Carver crooned softly through his resonance chamber, "Not Phins... we don't have to worry about that..."

Despite the aches Max had been feeling, the Amplus' member slipped in with simple ease, and the sensation made the Human tingle anew. He had never thought he'd have sex with a male, let alone a Phin but, then again, he reminded himself, there was no difference with a Phin... except, perhaps, that he was the one being impaled. He left off wondering if it mattered, raising his head to accept the Amplus' clumsy attempt at another kiss. It was tender, and endearing, if still not entirely feasible without Carver having proper lips, but Max enjoyed it.

Carver's staying power was much better at that point, and the Human held himself against the large Phin as he felt his friend's flesh squirm within him. The Amplus' tail swayed gently along with the currents of the water causing even greater sensations within Max as he felt the thick flesh move that much more as the Phin took him for the second time that night. The young man held his friend tightly, wrapping his legs as far around the Phin's hips as he could, murmuring, "Oh my god..."

Max didn't resist when the Amplus's body slowly rose up to float across the surface of the water, the Human seated astride him as if the Phin were a lewd version of an inflatible pool toy come to life. He managed to get his shins pressed to the large Phin's thighs so he could balanace himself atop the twiching member, keeping gravity from splitting him even further open on the thick shaft that had impailed him.

Carver smiled up at him and Max couldn't help but smile back, resting his palms against the Amplus' white abdomen; he watched that smile widen as he relaxed his legs, lowering himself down further until another inch of the Phin's shaft disappeared into him. Carver, adoration in his eyes, reached up and used his thumb to gingerly wipe an errant strand of semen from the Human's cheek, "Are you alright?'

Max let out a shaky breath, clenching his eyes as he felt the Phin caress his insides anew and setting his teeth to chatter from the sensations. He nodded, smiling, as he opened his eyes again, "Never better."

The Amplus slowly caressed his hand down the young man's body until he brushed his fingers across Max's semi-erect shaft, "No friction problem yet?"

The Human's teeth were set on edge by the touch to his sensitive member, "No-- I... uh... no, but that's still... a little sensitive." he took hold of the Phin's wrist and slowly moved it away, "I'm... uh-- I mean... in generally we need a little while to recharge."

Carver made a faint wave-like motion with his tail and Max's eyes went wide when the Amplus slipped a little deeper into him, member caressing his prostate, providing just a little more substance to the Human's erection. The Phin let out a good-humored squeak-whistle, "You look like you're doing better."

Gasping from the sudden stimulation, the young man realized that there was a fresh rivulet of precum leaking out of him, and he grunted, adjusting himself atop the Amplus again before settling down even further than before, no longer aching as he once had, "I only have so many rounds per night in me, Carver..."

The Phin's flesh began moving within him again, slowly, rhythmically. The question was half curious, half joking, "How many?"

Max flexed his legs, balancing himself with his hands on Carver's abdomen, and began slowly rising and lowering his hips in time with the Amplus' shaft's motion. The Human reached out to take one of the Phin's hands in his, "Not sure... maybe we can find out."

Several hours later the two lay on the reeds beside the pool, half dozing in one another's arms. Despite any prior experience on the matter, Max surprised himself when his count got to three... but Carver-- the Human thought that there would be no end to the Phin's virile rut, and the young man lost count at seven. Although the majority of their time had been awkward at first, followed by hot and heavy, toward the end, Max felt pampered, cared for... maybe even adored.

As he lay on the edge of the pool, Carver's final jets of seed leaking from him, smooth Phin flesh caressing him insdie and out, he felt worshipped. The Amplus slowly pulled his hips back, long, textured flesh finally drawing itself back its genital slit. Carver leaned forward and brushed the end of his mouth against the side of Max's head, "That was more than anything I could have imagined."

Max pulled his head back and raised a hand to rest it against the side of Carver's, touching his lips to the underside of the Phin's chin. He kissed it once, then a second time, "I've never felt anything like that before."

The Amplus traced the edge of the Human's ear with a finger, "You're amazing."

The young man chuckled, "Yea... you say that about humans all the time."

Carver shook his head slightly, leaning a little closer, "I'm not talking about Humans-- I mean you... YOU are amazing."

Max shivered at the tingling that grew within him. He didn't know what to say when he felt the Phin's newly exposed flesh once again curling eagerly around his wrist. In the end, he was satisfied with murmuring out his lover's name. "Carver..." As his own member twitched, Max suddenly realized that number four wasn't completely out of the question.

"...Max." the single syllable wasn't resonated, it was spoken-- it was the first time Max had ever really heard the Phin truly say his name. Something about the way the Amplus made it sound in that moment truly touched him somewhere far deeper than physical. Carver didn't have to say anything else and Max didn't have to hear anything else; he realized exactly what it was that he felt: he was in love.