Golden Change Page 2

  Kylie nodded. She remembered the handsome young men whose skin had a silver sheen to it on their chests and abdomens.

  “On our planet, boys are born with silver skin tone, like those young men. When they are about twenty-one or so, they are ready to change to gold color. To change they must get doses of gold,” Aiden explained.

  She lifted one eyebrow at the gold statement, knowing he often referred to his hot cum as gold. “How do they get doses?” she asked.

  “Mostly by swallowing,” he replied dryly.

  He saw the blush start in her cheeks before it traveled down until her whole body seemed to blush. “You’re joking, right?” she asked.

  He shook his head with a grin.

  “Dear God. I had no idea. No idea.” Surprise and shock were evident on her face. “You’re saying you are going to be letting them go down on you?”

  He chuckled. “Yes, they need to absorb gold cum to change.” Kylie was starting to pull back so he rolled until he was half on top of her.

  She touched the back of her head. “My translator is working, isn’t it? This isn’t only a huge misunderstanding?”

  He touched the base of her skull where a translator chip had been inserted on the slave ship. The translator allowed his language to be translated in her mind without effort. It also allowed her to speak his language as well. She had told him if she wanted to hear the actual words she would have to “turn her mind down” to hear him speak. It also translated their formal names into similar names for her.

  They had to do an update when she was on his ship after an unfortunate misunderstanding. “It’s working fine,” he assured her.

  He rolled onto his back, rolling her with him so she was splayed on top of his body. He stroked her back as he tried to explain. “The process can take six months to nine months. By the end of their change, they will have the golden hue similar to mine. Whoever comes to live with us will need you to help them through the change.”

  “How do you mean help?” she asked. He could tell she was becoming distracted by the feel of his cock, which was his plan. She inched down a little so her pussy was poised over his erection. Her legs were straddling his groin. His cock was full. He craved to open his pants and slip into her heat.

  He was going to save having sex with her until later. Her mouth was parted open, letting a sigh escape. He planned on showing the cadets her abandon as she came, which was very different from the young society women who would be in attendance.

  “Most of them have never been with a woman, sweet. The gold they will receive will amplify their desire. They need a woman to help them ease their lust,” he explained. “Men who are gold can’t take their silver cum. Only women can.”

  She squirmed a little, sitting up so she was straddling his now-rock-hard cock. “You mean I’ve got to sleep with them too?” she asked. It might have seemed like she was distressed, but he could tell she was beginning to grow excited.

  He used his fingers to pull down the fabric of her dress. Her breasts popped free. He circled her breasts with his fingers, tightening the circle as he got closer and closer to her nipples. By the time he touched her nipples they were tight little buds. She writhed on him, rubbing her hot little pussy on the fabric covering his cock.

  “Is that why your cock vibrates when you orgasm, from turning golden?” she asked him.

  “No, sweetheart, that’s natural to all the men from our planet. The only other change to our bodies as we go through our golden change is that our ball sac tightens and hardens when we are erect,” he answered.

  He wanted to avoid having a juicy stain on his pants so he pulled her forward so her pussy was resting on his abs.

  Her folds were drenched and she ground on his stomach, seeking stimulation.

  He knew this would be challenging for her, but he knew she would be wonderful. “You’ll be great. What these young men really need besides my chemistry is to a woman who can ease their heat.” He gave her nipples a pinch. “You are loving and caring, more so than many of our people. It is a very important duty. It is a real honor.”

  He could feel her pussy weeping onto his stomach.

  “Aiden, please,” she begged. He pulled her forward to suckle her breast. When it was a tight peak, he let it pop free from his mouth and he suckled the other until it was standing out as well. He let her frustration build as the car sped through the city.

  He didn’t think she even felt the car pull into the convention center because her eyes flew open as an attendant opened the door for her. She hastened to pull the fabric over her breasts as Aiden helped her out of the vehicle.

  Chapter 2

  The cold stones were chilly on her bare feet. Aiden had hooked her arm in his as he led her forward. The convention center reminded her of books she had seen on earth about ancient Greece. The large cavernous building was held up by large columns which looked like marble. Water flowed around the front of the building in fountains and pools. The inside courtyard was also filled with pools of shallow water, potted flowering plants, as well as citrus and flowering trees, giving the room an exotic aroma. Instead of a solid ceiling, though, they had glass windows that also solar powered all of the building’s electricity needs.

  During the day the center was filled with filtered natural lights, but at night, like this night, there were sconces on the marble columns which gave off light. Some of the floor tiles gave off a soft glow. The glowing tiles were also heated, so the women tended to congregate on them when it was slightly chilly to warm their feet.

  With the soft lights, plants, and flowing water, Kylie felt like she was in a moonlit forest. Instead of being in a secluded forest sanctuary, though, she was in a room with men and women standing around in their traditional Zehavian garb of delicate transparent gowns for women and fitted pants for men.

  The first couple they saw was an old cadet buddy of Aiden’s named Mason. Kylie had met Mason and his wife Cheryl before. Mason’s face broke into a wide smile as he came over to greet them.

  “It’s great to see you two!” Mason said. Mason and Aiden pulled each other into a hug. They pounded each other on the back as their arms wrapped around each other.

  “It’s great to see you too, Mason,” Aiden agreed. “You remember my wife Kylie.” Aiden came back to her side and lifted her hand to Mason. Mason pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles.

  “A pleasure,” he murmured.

  “Have you met any of the cadets yet?” Mason asked.

  “No,” replied Aiden. “Have you?”

  “We haven’t either. There are a couple of sons of men I knew from my hometown, but it’s been so long since I’ve been there I never met their children,” Mason provided.

  The three walked over to the group where Mason’s wife was still talking to a few other couples. They greeted Kylie politely by nodding their heads to her. She nodded her head back to them. Aiden kissed their fingers as their husbands presented their hands to him. Waiters walked amongst the guests, offering them sparkling wine.

  She felt vulnerable both emotionally and physically amongst Aiden’s people. Aiden draped his arm around her shoulder. After greeting Kylie, the women went back to visiting amongst themselves, without including her in their conversation. She swallowed a lump of loneliness.

  Aiden’s arm never left her shoulder. She stood beside him mutely as she watched the conversations surround them without offering any comments. She appreciated how much he looked out for her while in these situations.

  No one would criticize her in front of Aiden. They also knew he wouldn’t hear of any derisive comments concerning foreigners. She knew by staying with him, she wouldn’t hear their derogatory comments.

  It wasn’t long, though, before the doors to the restaurant in the convention center opened and they were seated. She was relieved that they had changed the restaurant for this event. When they had dined here before, there were rows of couches for couples to recline at while eating.

  Tonight there were tempora
ry walls set around glass tables. Each table was set with three chairs. It was like they were in a private room.

  After being seated, Aiden sat her on one knee, explaining that the cadets and their fathers would come to each table. They would have the chance to meet each cadet and talk with them for about five minutes.

  Silver-hued waiters would lead cadets to the tables and discretely let them know when it was time to move to the next table after about five or so minutes. There were ten couples who were willing to host a boy in this region in the diplomacy field, so some who were not chosen would either have to find an apprenticeship in a different field, or go to another town. There were fifteen boys who were vying for apprenticeships here.

  Since this region had the most prestigious opportunities, these were the cream of the crop.

  When each new young man and father would come to their table, Aiden would stand to greet the boy and dad. He shook their hands and then introduced them to Kylie. Aiden would give her hand to both father and son for them to press a kiss on her knuckles. After being introduced, Aiden would sit back down at the table and settle Kylie back on his lap.

  She noticed all of the young men were wearing the same kind of pants as Aiden, but were barefoot like her. Some of their father’s wore trousers that were less revealing, especially those who seemed to be a bit heavier. Even if they had a little paunch, though, they all eschewed wearing shirts to show off their own gold-colored chests and torsos.

  Throughout all of the conversations, Aiden had petted her breasts over the fabric of her dress. She was glad he chose not to bear her breasts to them. He pinched her nipples though, causing her body to spasm. The fathers looked as if nothing was unusual, but some of the cadets couldn’t keep their eyes off of what he was doing to her.

  A couple of the young men seemed more interested in what Aiden could provide for them in their chosen field than their transition. Those boys paid very little attention to her during the interview.

  There were a few boys who winked at Kylie as they were introduced. The first young man who winked at her was a rakish young man with blond hair and light blue eyes. He was the son of one of Aiden’s former colleagues. He was introduced as Dylan. Aiden laughed and joked with his dad and Dylan joined in. He even got a few smiles out of her, which was rare when she was so nervous.

  She could tell Aiden was always watching her reaction to each of the young men they met and watching their reactions to what he was doing to her. Dylan was one of the first she would even consider.

  The older man in the next pair they met was a grandfatherly figure wearing a full-dress military uniform. He was with a handsome young man with short, dark hair and deep blue eyes. When Aiden saw them approach the table, he got up to hug the gentleman. Aiden led him over with the boy trailing to meet her.

  Aiden motioned Kylie to come forward. “Kylie, this is General Ryan Hayden. I served under him in one of my first missions,” Aiden explained.

  After kissing her fingers, the general pulled her into a friendly hug. “So this is the girl you married, I should have known you would find a jewel.” Though the general had an easy manner, she could tell he was having difficulty maneuvering around.

  She pulled out the chair that was closest, even though it had been Aiden’s and hers, asking, “Will you please join us?”

  “Of course, but first you must meet Jacob, my grandson,” he insisted. Jacob moved forward to first shake Aiden’s hand. When Aiden lifted her hand for Jacob to kiss, he held her gaze as he pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

  She felt her knees go a little weak as Jacob held her gaze. She felt Aiden pulling her onto his lap as they sat down.

  “I wasn’t expecting to see you tonight, General Hayden,” Aiden said. “I didn’t see your name on any of the guest lists. How is it you came to be here?” he asked.

  The general cleared his throat and explained that Jacob was his son’s son and his father had recently been unwell, and he was here is in his stead.

  “I hope it is nothing serious,” Kylie offered to Jacob.

  “We’re not sure yet how serious it is,” General Hayden answered. Jacob’s eyes had gone to the center of the table when he said this, and both Aiden and Kylie knew there must be more to the story.

  They stayed longer at their table than any other candidates, while Aiden asked him about his training and ambitions. Jacob’s answers were very impressive. He seemed to have a great grasp on diplomacy. He also had a spirited sense of humor both Aiden and Kylie enjoyed. She felt comfortable as they laughed and got to know each other. When the waiter had come to say it was time to change seats, Aiden waved them off so they could continue their conversation.

  After interviewing all of the boys, they headed to the center arena. Aiden had explained that now they were going to see contests between the cadets showing their fighting skills. While most of their actual combat used high technology, every boy was expected to learn the art of fighting hand-to-hand and with the old weapons of their people.

  Aiden led Kylie to where they had put all of the couches from the restaurant. The couches surrounded the arena. The arena stage and couches were at the same height. Between the couch and the stage was a pit three or so feet below. Aiden pulled Kylie’s gown over her head, careful not to disturb her hair, before removing his boots and shucking his pants. He sat down, pulling her next to him as the cadets filed into the pit.

  She was stunned to see all of the young men she had been introduced to begin to undress in the pit. One by one, they took off their pants and started to use some kind of oil to massage each other.

  The boys greased each other to a high shine. Their hands lingered over bulging muscles, ripped abs, smooth butts and hard shafts. It was the most erotic thing she had ever seen.

  Kylie looked at Aiden, “Are they gay?”

  Aiden chuckled, “You earthlings are so quick to label. Most of them are not gay, though some are by your definition. From the age of ten, these boys have grown up in school together. They go through puberty together, learn to fight together, share everything together. They are encouraged to live sexually with each other. Nothing can better prepare them for our way of life. Since it is so long before most women will accept them in their beds, it is their only sexual outlet.”

  “So, you grew up this way too?” she asked.

  “I did. My first sexual experiences were with Tyler in the dorm,” Aiden explained. “We clicked as soon as we met. We were together through our puberty. Tyler was my first for almost everything, except of course, being with a woman.”

  Kylie’s attention was focused on Aiden. He had never talked so much about his youth before.

  “When we were twenty-one, we graduated from cadet school ready for our golden internships. We came to this same convention center. I was offered internships in a few households, but the one which interested me most was with the Kovaks.”

  “I lived with the Kovaks when I went through my golden change.” He smiled in remembrance. “Mr. Kovak was a great mentor and Mrs. Kovak was warm and generous. I had more than half fallen in love with them during year the year I spent with them. But I had plans I wanted to fulfill. It is rare for a cadet to live in a polyamorous relationship with the couple who interned them.”

  “So, had you ever been with a woman before Mrs. Kovak?” Kylie had never heard about this aspect of Aiden’s life. She knew he had been close to Tyler, the man who had died right before they had met.

  “Nope, she was my glorious first,” he explained. “I grew up with very traditional Zehavian values. Most women won’t accept a silver man in their beds. The physiology of our species is kind of strange, but the presence of golden color is significant to our culture. Only golden men can hold high positions in the military or government.”

  “Women of high status will only accept a golden man to mate and procreate with so their sons will have the chance to turn golden as well. If a man never goes through a golden change, it is unlikely that his sons will either.” Aiden was
n’t sure if it was a fact they wouldn’t change or if that was a tradition people held with.

  Jacob looked around at his fellow cadets as they were stripping off their pants. He had gone to school with some of them, but the majority he had met this past week as the final preparations were being made for tonight. He had waved good-bye to his grandpa on his way into the pit. Most of the cadets’ fathers left at this point.

  He knew he was smiling as giddily as the other cadets. He had seen some of the couples he had met tonight when he served them this summer in the restaurant. He had been lucky to have gotten a serving position here at the convention center.

  He had seen the men fondle there on the couches while he served them. He watched them caressing the breasts of their women or sometimes their slick folds, bringing them to climax. He wanted so much to be able to do the same, and now he was close to being a part of what he so desired.

  Dylan opened up the bottle of oil for them to share as they prepared themselves. Dylan had been his best friend all through cadet school. He squirted a generous dollop in his hand before beginning to rub oil on Dylan’s skin.

  “So what do you think so far?” Jacob asked Dylan as Dylan spread oil across his back.

  “I don’t know,” Dylan replied.

  Jacob could tell he was trying to sound nonchalant, but he knew the sight of the women they had met was affecting his friend. Jacob came around to stand in front of Dylan, raising an eyebrow. With Dylan’s cock already thick and standing straight out, it was hard to argue he wasn’t excited.

  Jacob rubbed the oil down Dylan’s chest and grabbed his hard cock. “Tell me the sight of the women didn’t turn you on.”

  Dylan gave a slight shudder as Jacob stroked him. “Okay,” Dylan agreed. “There were a few women who were hot. What did you think of Mason and Cheryl?” he asked.

  Jacob had let go of Dylan’s cock, handing him the oil. Dylan started rubbing the oil on Jacob’s back. “She was beautiful,” Jacob agreed.