Galactic Ranger CYOA Part Four
#4 of Galactic Ranger Chronicles
To gain the information he needs, Scott decides to give the mongoose some fun before getting down to business.
Results
Path C: 2 Votes Use the captain's ass. A nice injection of dick should perk that explorer right up and ready to spill.
The skunk decided that a dose of ass pounding should clear up any confusion in Captain Sam's head. The ranger ripped off the hospital gown covering the the mongoose. Exposed to Scott's eyes was a body that undergone years of physical activity, hard arms built from climbing rough cliffs and hauling supplies over land. Biceps chiseled like smooth marble. A barrel like torso shaped by enduring climes of all types and a core strengthened by training. Strong legs that bulked out from carrying the mongoose over countless kilometers.
The captain, still unconscious, shivered against the climate controlled and sterilized air set to be slightly lower than normal. Captain Sam made to cover his nakedness, arms reaching over to an exposed groin. Scott on the other hand wasn't having any of that. He seized the mongoose's wrists and gently but firmly pulled those soon unresisting hands away.
The captain had respectable equipment in Scott's experience. A nice curved pink dick that was slowly rising to erectness, supported by two grape like balls. Scott grinned as he mounted the bed. It seemed the mongoose was just as eager as the ranger was. The skunk gently guided and turned the mongoose over onto his stomach. Captain Sam went without resistance, even spreading his legs as wide as possible. He revealed a wide hole just ready to be taken. The mongoose whimpered softly, raising his ass and tail straight up.
Ranger Scott's uniform peeled away at the groin. The nano-technology built within the suit's fabric obeyed the desires of their wearer. The skunk's own thirteen centimeter penis hung out and grew hard at the sight Sam gave him. Scott bent over, grasping the mongoose's shoulders. "You're mine now, boy-o " The skunk whispered in the mongoose's ear. First the skunk teased the explorer, letting his length drape across the crack of the mongoose's behind. Then Scott aimed and plunged deep on the first thrust. A small cry came from Sam's throat. His eyes squeezed tighter in ecstasy.
Black furred hips thrust deep and hard. Scott spared no mercy in his invasion of Sam. It was two men engaged in primal uncivilized rutting. A skunk with all the power and authority of the galactic federation behind him topping a wild and free roaming mongoose who had bitten off more than he could chew. The hints of sweat beaded on Sam's back only to evaporate quickly and send his nerves screaming with every touch and businesslike rake of dominance from Scott's hand. Scott continued to plunge forward and sounding a firm smack of flesh following the pair's loins meeting. Their backs were arched under the strain of sensations from their lower bodies. Sam was on his knees and forearms and bent forward with every pounding he got from Scott.
Rough moist heated breaths filled the air to be sucked away by the filtering system. That circulated air returned as a cold blast heightening every jolt of pleasure rushing through the two. Scott broke rhythm leaving the mongoose constantly guessing at what approach the skunk would take next. Just when the explorer expected a steady and easy beat of thrusts, the skunk mixed it up with combo of humps or a grind that stopped halfway. Sam's eyes grew half lidded, whatever experience that caused him to lose his wits was now drowned under the raw force of lust and arousal.
Then the ranger reached down, other hand braced against Sam's shoulder. Sam's unattended cock was seized and forcefully brought into the fray. The mongoose was forced to endure more than a standard pumping. Rangers were trained to be more inventive than that. Skin pulled back, with a finger running teasingly along the underside of Sam's length. Quick pinches to make the mongoose's hips back deeper onto the skunk's cock. Rapid taps all over the mongoose cock forced it to dance according to the ranger's whims. And whenever the cobra killer's hole clenched and his cock throbbed in readiness to shoot, Scott's hand was there to clamp at the explorer's cock base. Preventing the mongoose from cumming and taking their little tumble even longer.
Captain Sam's body was now a well maintained machine being controlled ranger Scott, the purpose being set into a state where Sam would be ready and willing to answer to whatever questions Scott wanted. But even the endurance of a Galactic Ranger had its limits and the two were ready to blow. With a mighty final thrust, Scott pulled the Captain towards him and suddenly the duo froze.
What plot twist happens next?
A-Somebody was watching and sadly the shock of this leaves both men blue balled. Thankfully Captain Sam seems ready to talk, but who is this interrupting and what answers does the mongoose give?
B-They both have an explosive climax, but what's this? Captain Sam is acting oddly obedient and sluttish. What has happened to the captain? And what terrible things has happened to this once proud mongoose?
C-Ranger Scott gets his orgasm but Captain Sam is left hanging and needy. His balls churn and his cock twitches but for whatever reason, Sam can't get his final release. Still the explorer is awake and Scott knows a lot of ways to the make the mongoose sing like a bird
D-The skunk pulls out, but jacks the mongoose off. Now the captain is awake but now he has a hyper sensitive cock and one very experienced ranger ready to question the guy.
Furthermore, post whatever questions you want to ask Captain Sam.