Jacob's Pair of Hearts

by Alyssa Hope

  Once he had everyone calmed down and the chores done, he took the pictures and sent them off to his mother, wondering if maybe he should send her these little creatures as well, just so she could keep them safe. He was reminded that they could read his mind, or at least parts of it, when this thought set off a whole new round of hysteria, and two little creatures wrapped themselves around each other and his neck at the same time.

  There was no purring now, and they were back to a dark purple-blue color again. They rocked back and forth, sobbing quietly, and hung on so tightly that he could barely breath. Breathing didn’t seem as important as soothing his friends, so he sat on the floor and cradled the small things for a long time, until they were calm.

  ‘It’s okay, little ones, I won’t send you away. I was just thinking it would keep you safer, but not if you don’t want to go.’

  What he got back was a jumble of images and emotions, and the only bits that made any sense at all were ‘You, us, safe, us.’

  Bedtime was quiet, and they both latched onto his nipples and went to sleep that way, as though that was the only safe harbor they had found in a crazy universe.

  He got the reply back from his mother the next day. She was half a galaxy away, but only minutes with the benefit of modern communication, which she reminded him of every time he forgot a birthday or anniversary.

  ‘Your little friends are indeed sentient beings, although not much is known about them or their home planet. Yours may be survivors from a period when some of the young ones were stolen to be kept as pets. It’s surprising that yours lived this long away from their family groups, but it may because they were kept as a pair. As juveniles they are androgynous, and they can stay in that phase for many years. Their physical and sexual maturity is not related to age but to the formation of their permanent breeding bonds, which can occur at any age. As the breeding bonds form they morph into hermaphrodites. The adults live in stable bonded triads. And our anniversary was last month, but thank you, dear.’

  His little ones had been stolen from their families to be kept as pets, like they were animals? That made him feel sick again.

  He didn’t feel much better in the shower that evening when he discovered that both Kira and Hana had little nipples now, and Kira had a tiny but distinct penis. His mother wasn’t going to be thrilled to discover that he was in the running to be part of a triad. Or maybe she would be; she was still making noises about grandchildren. Maybe the two were just bonding with each other, and he wasn’t part of the deal? He tried not to think that if the two of them being together was all it took for them to shift phases they would have done it a long time ago.

  They curled up in bed together and he found himself fondling Kira’s little penis, which was already the size of his large finger. He stroked the penis gently in his hand while Kira sucked on his nipple, and the look on the little thing’s face was of pure ecstasy. It suddenly bit down on his nipple and jerked into his palm, and, as much to its astonishment as his, produced a tiny froth of blue cum. He brought it to his mouth and it tasted sweet, something like honey, and both little creatures happily joined him in cleaning his hand. He wished he could purr as loudly as they did. He hummed instead.

  Hana, as usual, was overcome with the alien version of sibling rivalry, and pushed its little butt down over his hand, wiggling around as if searching for something. He tickled with a finger, and was surprised to find a small hole behind where its genitals were forming, one that drew his finger in with almost as much greed as its mouth did his nipple. Hana made no secret of its pleasure, riding his finger with its eyes shut, purring loudly, and Kira hugged it and stroked its little nipples while it did. It finally tensed and jerked against his hand, biting on his nipple in its excitement as it has its own first small orgasm.

  They both collapsed against his chest, purring gently, smiling up at him in delighted wonder. Welcome to sexual maturity, little ones.

  Jacob started getting angry again just thinking about the condition the two had been in when he got them, and how badly abused they had been. These creatures were so sweet and trusting, so easy to make happy, how could some scuzbag take advantage of their gentle natures, use them as toys, and then discard them? He remembered the leering dealer in town, and the thought of anyone sexually abusing these little creatures made him gag. Lord, there were truly some evil people in the universe.

  Thinking about that made him angry, so he quit thinking about it, shut his eyes and practiced deep breathing. That was interrupted by clever little hands tickling his ribs, and followed by him lying helpless in bed being tickled and kissed by his little sweethearts. That turned out to be the best kind of therapy of all.

  Around the farm and in his bed they were willing participants, and well on their way to being partners. He wondered if there was a box on that form for ‘partner’. It just didn’t seem right to put them down as employees when they spent so much time pleasuring each other in bed. That wouldn’t be part of any decent job description.

  He finally got around to filling out the forms to legally free them, and was surprised to find that there was indeed a choice of ‘partner’ for their new status. He made them partners in his farm, submitted the forms along with the required DNA samples, and thought that was the end of it. The only useful information out of that process was that although they were definitely the same species, the DNA showed that they were not siblings. He wished that someone would tell the two of them that, and that all the sibling rivalry was unnecessary.

  He showed them the completed forms, and they were less happy than he thought they would have been. He took this to mean that they didn’t want to stay here, they wanted to go home. That made sense. If they were starting to become sexually mature and bond with each other they would want to be with others of their own kind so they could complete their triad.

  This thought was met with near hysteria, and he was flooded with emotions. This was home and he was home, and they did not want to leave him, ever. Okay then. He relaxed a bit, and then spring kidding started, and they all got very busy around the farm, and everything was good for a while.

  With the extra hands to help out, they were able to double the size of the goat herd, and the greenhouses benefitted from all the extra manure, and the chickens were more productive than ever with all the extra greens they were getting. The lady at the grocery store was actually being nice to him now, and he was thinking about changing the name of the farm from “Long Shot” to “Prosperity”.

  Chapter 5.

  His sexually maturing little sweethearts seemed to want to spend their nights exploring ways to bring him and each other pleasure with their hands and mouths, although he kept assuring them that he was perfectly happy. Every time he did, they found a new and better way of making him happier, and he found ways of making them happier, and he started thinking that he was going to die a very happy man, of exhaustion.

  Hana was not very far behind Kira in developing a penis, and in fact was now almost as big as its friend all over. He was beginning to wish he’d weighed them like he did the goat kids, just to see how fast they were growing. They were almost up to his chin now, and he had trouble lifting both of them at once. In human terms, they were now small adults. If they kept growing, they’d be carrying him around soon.

  They were both eating a lot, but his dairy production continued to increase, so he wasn’t going to complain. He wouldn’t have complained anyway. They brought laughter to his days, delighting in the new puppy and the baby goats, and checking the greenhouses with him every day for fresh fruit that they could eat as well as pack up for sale. They went from being babies to teenagers to young adults in a few weeks, and sucked up knowledge about the farm as readily as they sucked up every kind of food offered to them.

  Night time found all of them bringing each other pleasure in a many different ways as they could. He would kiss and stroke them, and they would stroke his body and play with his erection quite happily with their hands and mouths, sometime
s both of them at once, until he climaxed into one eager little mouth or another. No longer naïve babies, they pleasured him and each other with equal parts of enthusiasm and increasing skill.

  Kira’s little blue penis was not so little anymore, and the creature became quite insistent about getting its own pleasure, either in his hand or Hana’s. Other options were there to explore as well, and his sexually precocious friends were quick to do so. One day they were playing tickle games on the bed, and he found himself kneeling on the floor with Kira’s agile legs wrapped around his neck, and that sweet blue penis right in front of his face. The game changed. He stroked the narrow little hips gently, caressing the rounded tummy with his thumbs and Kira pulsed with happy blue-green colors and purred, and thrust its hips towards his mouth.

  Hana, for once not vying for attention, wrapped both arms around Kira, hugging its friend and toying with its nipples, and Kira’s hands covered its. Both smiled at him and purred, and Jacob lowered his head and licked gently at the tip of that erect blue cock. The small shaft jerked and grew even more, and he took in the whole sweet length, sucking on it as though he was nursing. Kira’s body writhed underneath him, and hands, he didn’t know whose, came to the back of his head and fingers tangled into his hair, urging him on.

  He didn’t need any urging. He pulled back a bit and tasted a drop of what must be pre-cum, sweet against the back of his tongue, and he wanted more. He worked up and down on the blue erection, and it rewarded him with drops of nectar, and his sweetheart pushed up into his mouth, purring wildly and hanging on to his head with its long fingers.

  He explored behind the cock with one hand and teased as the soft little sac he found there, toying with the little balls in it, so much like miniature versions of his own. Were the creatures naturally that humanoid in form, or was it developing to mimic his body? Right then he didn’t care. He teased further back and sank a finger into its sweet little hole, and it lost control under him, writhing in delight and having a small orgasm into his willing mouth.

  He sucked and licked gently until it was spent, and then crawled up on the bed to nestle both of them against his chest, his own need temporarily forgotten in the satisfaction that they all felt and shared. Kira licked his lips and kissed him, and then fastened onto his nipple, but Hana wiggled free and moved down his body. It latched onto his throbbing erection with enthusiasm, licking and sucking at the head, seemingly enchanted by the liquid drops that appeared. The little sweetheart worked it with its hands first, stroking the thick length and purring, and then sank its mouth over him.

  All gentleness was forgotten as the cat-tongue roughness of Hana’s mouth had him arching off the bed in shock and then pleasure. Gods, that felt good. It latched on with determination and sucked hard, and he thrashed under it, moaning and crying out softly. It reached back to grasp onto his own heavy sac with one hand, and he climaxed into it mouth, shooting his release down its throat.

  When he was spent it made sure that it had every bit of his cum, then crawled back up his body, and seemed to have a conversation with Kira. He was shocked when a small fight seemed to break out, both of them biting at each other’s throats, and even more shocked when Kira brought its mouth to his throat and sank its teeth in hard enough to draw blood. He was still trying to process all this violence when Hana licked the blood off his throat and Kira’s and Kira did the same to Hana. The thought that followed came through pure and clear.

  ‘Now we all belong to each other. Always.’

  Apparently he had just participated in a blue alien creature bonding ceremony. His mother would be so pleased.

  In town the next week, Dorn loaded his feed and supplies up, and then hesitated.

  “Um, Jacob? There were some guys asking around about that little thing you bought. Didn’t recognize them, but not nice-looking types, if you know what I mean.”

  Jacob did, and sped home, but was relieved to find that everything seemed to be normal there, although George kept looking up into the hills and growling. He trusted the big dog’s judgment, and brought all of the animals into the barns and locked down the greenhouses.

  When everything and everybody was as secure as he could make them, he thought to check his mail and discovered a notice that almost looked official stating that the two creatures he had tried to register as ‘free beings’ had in fact been previously reported as stolen, and were to be handed over to the authorities immediately, and that said authorities would be at his gate first thing in the morning. Nothing about that sounded right, so he ignored his first impulse, which was to take Kira and Hana and get tickets on the first ship leaving the planet. Instead, he contacted the one person who could be counted on to know everything. A direct link to his mother was expensive, but he didn’t care. This was an emergency.

  She confirmed that many things were wrong with the ‘official’ message. To start with, the creatures were known to be sentient, therefore they could not be owned or stolen. His act of freeing them had been symbolic more than anything, and simply a precaution on a slightly backward planet.

  Secondly, if they had to be handed over, which they clearly didn’t, it wouldn’t be to someone showing up at his farm gate. If Jacob had been a betting man, which he wasn’t anymore, he would have bet that the two ‘officials’ who were showing up to confiscate his new partners were the same two who had been nosing around the feed store in town, and probably the same two who had scared the little ones a few weeks ago. Obviously they had Jacob confused with some simple farmer, perhaps because that was who he was these days.

  Then his mother asked about the new scar on his throat. He had never been good at lying to her, but of all the responses he had expected when she got the truth out of him, hysterical laughter hadn’t been at the top of the list.

  When she finally calmed down, and every minute it took for her to do so was costing him a great deal of money, she explained that he would have no problem with anyone official. His little friends, not so little any more, were not only sentient beings and legal partners in his farm and business, they were also part of a bonded triad with him and therefore legally married to him.

  The who and why of the scuzbags trying to steal his new spouses from him were another matter, and she promised to look into why they might want to. He disconnected, and dug up the weapons safe that he had buried under the house when he had moved here. He had thought he would never need anything from it again, but now he had something really worth fighting for.

  Kira and Hana watched, and looked worried, but not overly so. He wasn’t sure how much they understood, but he explained to them that some men were coming to try to take them away tomorrow, but he wasn’t going to let them. They seemed to think that this made perfect sense, and stopped looking worried.

  They all went to bed as soon as he had everything he thought he would need ready to go, but his blue friends clearly had better plans than just curling up together for comfort.

  The ritual nursing at his breast completed, Kira insisted that he nurse on its breast as well, and he was happy to oblige his sweetheart. He sucked a almond-sweet milk from its nipple, while Hana nursed along side of him, smiling over at him. He hummed around the sweet nipple, and Kira purred back, and then Hana took its place, offering its nipple. To his surprise he could tell this difference in their milk, although it was every bit as good. Kira latched on next to him, smiling, and he gathered that this was now part of their ritual. That was fine with him. Everyone bringing everyone else pleasure seemed fair.

  All three of them had erections by this time, but Kira apparently had a plan. Hana pushed Jacob over onto his back, licking and kissing at his face and chest, and he was happy to oblige. Kira offered him its sweet little hole to play in with his fingers, and he toyed in it with one and then two fingers, triggering a rush of its honey. It writhed and purred as he twisted his fingers and probed deeper, and then, to his surprise, turned and sank its sweet little opening down right over his throbbing cock. He just about screamed. The ins
ide of his sweetheart’s sweet not-so-little hole felt like sandpaper, and he thought it was going to rip the skin off of his cock.

  Even as he started to cry out and push it away, Kira pulsed around his burning length and seemed to adjust its lining, and the touch became softer, more like a gentle cats-tongue. It leaned over and kissed his neck gently as if in apology, and its channel pulsed around his thick length, soothing it and drawing it further in. He experimented with thrusting gently up into it, and it rode him happily, shimmering in happy shades of blue and green.

  He held onto its waist and drove up, gently at first and then harder, as it became evident that Kira could not only take everything that he could give but was delighted to do so. Kira’s tight channel pulsed around his hard length, and he found the kind of climax he had been missing for so long, releasing inside a warm willing partner, its mouth sucking at his neck.

  They cuddled like that for a while, Hana wrapped around his neck and purring as well. When Kira felt him soften, it pulled off of him, and then suddenly pulled Hana up onto its hand and knees and mounted it from behind. Jacob watched in astonishment as Kira pumped ecstatically into Hana, long fingers digging into its friend’s hips. Hana shut its eyes in pleasure and thrust its hips back, and purred loudly, pulsing in its own bright shades of blue and green.

  The enthusiastic coupling pushed Hana up the bed, its own small blue erection bobbing urgently against its rounded belly. When that blue cock got close enough Jacob wrapped a hand around it and let Hana thrust into his fist as Kira was thrusting into it from the rear, both of them rocking forward at every stroke. Kira quickly found its pleasure, jerking against Hana’s hips and crying out softly, as Hana shot its own small load over Jacob’s hand. Gods, his little friends were not as passive as he had thought.