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Precursors & Dark Makers	By : Xax Category: +G through L > Jak & Daxter Views: 5605 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Precursors & Dark Makers
- 2-Chapter 2
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- 2
Author's Note: See my apology in my other fic about gross monster porning it up in this fandom. Well, I'm not that sorry. Honestly I'm a bit more sorry for the most abrupt and artificial scene transition I've ever written. But hopefully it's still enjoyable! For certain values of "enjoyable".
Also wow I wonder how many people are going to complain about the pronouns.
If there was one place he could go without anyone finding him, it was the old precursor temple. The monks had left for Spargus, and even the marauders avoided the desolate island. Even if someone knew that's where he was, they'd be hard pressed to follow. The temple was on the furthest, most remote island of a desolate archipelago, far from the city, edged with sheer cliff walls. So if there was anywhere he could get some privacy these days, this was it. Even Daxter was off somewhere else, probably with the Precursors, hanging around while they packed up and prepared to leave the planet.
He went alone, out from Spargus late at night. Spargus slept at night, so much different from Haven's all-hours. Even though he'd lived there long enough to call it home, he still ran on Haven time.
The temple was, as expected, dark and empty. Its torches were guttering, burning low in almost-empty reservoirs. He'd been preoccupied driving up, thinking of what he had planned, and it hadn't even occurred to him really until he set foot on the sand outside that this was holy ground, one of the few places in the world left to be called that. ...But he'd met the Precursors and they'd ended up being tiny orange rats, so even if he'd been the religious sort in the first place he probably wouldn't have cared.
Maybe he felt a little bad for not feeling at all bad for thinking of it.
In retrospect it seemed clear, obvious really, but maybe there'd be a hundred people who wouldn't thought of it in the first place.
He'd realized about five seconds after the Precursor statue had blessed him and he'd shone, his new wings unfurling behind him, ethereal and glimmering, the mark of divine Providence. And he'd walked to the edge, looked down at the abyss below, and gone up.
And he'd realized in mid-flap of his first flight, hey, these wings— and that had been that.
His wings, after all, weren't wings in any traditional sense. They were closer to some bizarre sea creature's tendrils, like a jellyfish's stingers or a squid's fanning tentacles. Thick, shimmering cords of energy connected together by a bizarre membrane, one so ethereal he could push his hand right through it with no problems. The thicker tendrils sprouting from his back were more solid, although still clearly not intended to be touched. He'd experimented, trying to scratch his back and brushing against them, casual like, as if the slightest motion would give him away. It was like they were full of jelly, or water. Firm to the touch and yet somehow squishy. They waved around behind him, streaming out in the wind, but they didn't drag at all; he couldn't even feel them on his back, except vaguely when he was flying.
As it so turned out, he wasn't quite limited to flying with them. He could coil them, thrash them around, and the more he tried moving them the more control he got, until he could move all eight of them at once, any way he wanted. After that, it seemed really obvious. What else would someone do with their own set of tentacles?
After that it was just a matter of getting a little down time, alone, and long enough so that no one would interrupt him. The way his life went, every time he turned around someone had something more for him to do, and as much as he loved Daxter there were some things he just wasn't prepared to do in front of him. It took months. There was a world to be saved and all, but the idea had grown in him until it sat in the back of his head at every waking hour. Every night, going to sleep, he thought about whatever new ridiculous task he had to accomplish, about failing and everyone dying, and then finally, about it.
It was almost anticlimactic when he stepped inside the temple. His wings spread behind him as he walked, and his skin sparked and shone. He could practically feel the fuzzy rainbowed disc that switched on behind his head. He unbuckled his armor and put it aside, followed by his channeling ring and then his shirt. His wings went right through his clothes anyway, so he didn't even need to, but... it would've been weird. His own skin was strange to see, a white that would have been a deathly pallor if not for the eco glow across his skin.
He looked around nervously, like there had to be someone lurking in a corner, waiting to jump out and start yelling about how he was a degenerate, but it was nothing but the hollow of the temple center. He went further inside anyway, somewhere less... open. The desert air was chill across his bare upper body. His nipples pebbled, stiff and peaking out, and without even really thinking about it his upper two tentacles swung forward over his shoulders and coiled around his chest.
It felt... weird, not "smooth", just nonexistent, a pressure with absolutely no texture. But his grip was fine enough to twist around his nipples and squeeze, the alien feel of it enough to make his steps falter down the temple steps. It didn't feel like he was touching himself; it felt... he wasn't sure how it felt. It sure as hell didn't feel like anyone else was touching him, either.
Like that had reminded them, the rest of his tentacles swung forward, white and glowing, spotless, to wrap around his stomach and legs, passing straight through his pants. That felt even stranger, the blank pressure sliding up and down his inner thighs, around his hardening cock, across the small of his back, all of it in addition to the quite normal feeling of his pants moving and shifting as he walked.
He finally reached some lower room, deeper inside the temple complex. It was well lit, even if the torches were burning down, and it was warm, almost stiflingly so. And it was to the side, with only one archway, so that even if someone did come down he ought to have more than enough time to look innocent, even if he had (he only realized now) left half his clothes up above, so he'd couldn't exactly get dressed.
He thought about walking back up and getting them. He was jittering with nerves, and now that it was so close he just couldn't deal with any more delay. Resolutely, he reached for his belt and stripped off his pants. His cock was hard, tenting out his underwear, and his tentacles swarmed around it, coiling back and forth through the thin fabric as he stepped out of his pants and kicked them against one of the walls. His underwear followed an instant after, his tentacles looping around his wrist and around his cock, passing straight through the only clothing he had left on.
Maybe it was silly to have not really noticed it before, but he glowed all over. He knew he shone like that when he was charged up with Light Eco; it would be hard to miss. But it was another thing entirely to strip himself and see that he had the same glowing white skin all over. His cock was glowing too, and light shone through the wiry tufts of white hair above it, making his thighs glow in rainbow hues.
He'd brought lube, even though he wasn't even sure if he'd need it. He bit his lip, hyperventilating, so aware he was stupidly nervous and of this, even. It was stupid, and he knew it was stupid, but that didn't help at all.
Jak braced his hands against the wall, dry and gritty under his palms, and spread his feet wide, digging an arc through the piled sand. Well. This was it.
His tentacles slowly pulled away from him, thrashing in the air above him even though they made no breeze, and with the same eco-laden part of his brain he used for the rest of his powers he moved his two bottommost tentacles.
They wiggled and then curved down until they touched the backs of his legs. They slid up across his thighs until they hit his ass, their nubby tips casually spreading his cheeks and pushing against his asshole.
It pushed inside him with surprising ease, with no friction whatsoever, just the solid pressure of it pushing past his asshole. If anything, it felt more solid inside him, pushing further up into his body. It'd definitely been a while since he'd been fucked. He huffed, breath already coming a little fast as he pushed it further inside. The tentacle curled back and forth, rubbing against the inside of his ass, and it really had been a while. The raw, full feeling of it inside him was what he'd been aching for, but it was so unlike anything he'd ever had inside him before.
His other tentacles curved down and wound around his legs, teasing his balls and just barely touching the base of his cock. With a shallow breath he brought another tentacle up across his ass. Its blunt tip stroked along the crack of his ass, around the obstruction of the one already stuck inside him. It was weirdly easy for the second one to push inside him. They compressed together, two of them not much thicker than just one. But he coiled up the rest of it and just shoved it in, what had to be a foot just slamming deep into his ass.
He let out a hitched moan and slumped forward, eyes closed as he rested his head and arms against the wall. Both tentacles pushed around inside him, weaving back and forth, their nubby tips solidly hitting his insides with a strong, constant pressure, enough to make his half-hard cock twitch and slowly drip out long strings of precome. He upped the pace, twisting them both deeper and then pulling back, alternating faster and faster until they both pistoned back and forth, fucking himself solidly. He groaned and arched his back, the clench and heft of his muscles such a contrast from the smooth pressure.
He wrapped one of his higher tentacles around his cock, stroking it softly, and that didn't feel half as good as the two in his ass. They were just solid, pressure, there was no heat or texture or friction, and inside him that was well enough, but stroking his cock it was only enough to keep him half-hard. He opened his eyes and looked down, the visual bizarre, everything white and lit up in rainbow colors, his tentacle itself buzzing with energy, the immaterial membrane stretched and skewed wildly around his body.
He closed his eyes again and spread his legs wider, fucking back and forth with both tentacles, and with all the rest sliding across his body; across his stomach down between his legs; up his thighs to curl around his waist. He panted raggedly as his tentacles plunged back inside, most of their long, immaterial length sliding into him, pushing deeper, until he actually had both of them all the way inside him. His two lowermost tentacles ran taut from where they sprouted from his lower back down his ass, and the entire rest of their length was deep inside him. He wiggled the tips back and forth, only vaguely feeling the movement in his guts.
He pulled all the rest of his tentacles away, hanging in the air behind him like a jellyfish, and arched forward, his cock almost pressing against the wall as his back drew taut, his lowermost tentacles sliding just an inch deeper. He huffed for breath, whimpering for his own benefit as he brought the remaining six down, until they all nudged against his puckered hole, spread around the thick tentacles twined together inside him.
They compressed and squished together as he pushed each tentacle in, one after the other, so that in the end it wasn't an impossibly thick spike, all of them twined together. But it was thick, and the tips lashed against the walls of his ass and filled him up completely. They spread out in all directions past the tight squeeze of his spread asshole. He kept them shallowly inside him, lashing back and forth in his ass. They were a constant pressure against the walls of his ass, sending little sparks of pleasure through his body.
He was still half-hard, drooling out a long string of precome, but he could feel his orgasm build already even so. His tentacles filled him up tightly, a constant pressure, and the blunt, tapered tips of the tentacles pushed deeper or lashed around, like he was getting fucked by a half-dozen cocks all at once.
He plunged them deeper and tried to make them hook around, winding around themselves inside him, the thick shafts getting thicker as he worked them all around. It was harder and harder to control them the closer he got to coming. They just lashed around wildly inside him, jolting with a surprising amount of force as he finally came, moaning loudly. His cock, untouched and only half hard, twitched and shot off, shooting several thick slugs at the ground. And it didn't let up even after he was done coming. It felt like his orgasm was bouncing back and forth through his body, up and down his torso, and his cock kept weakly twitching and drooling out little spurts of come. Lines of it kept pulling out from his cock, hanging down in long, jiggling lines until they finally snapped and hit the ground, but the waves of pleasure cascading through him didn't fade until his quaking legs finally gave out on him and he collapsed heavily to the ground.
He panted for breath for a long moment, eyes closed, reveling in the afterglow of it, of the memory of the rush of pleasure through his entire body, and of the faint, still fading echoes of it that kept his skin tingling. He opened his eyes, relaxed, and the first this he saw was that his come was glowing, sparking and mote-like, like pure Light eco. It was already soaking into the dry sand, but the glow remained over the dark blotch.
He sagged against the wall, eyes drifting closed again, his tentacles still shifting around idly inside him, drawing his orgasm out longer even after he finished coming. The last dregs of his come had dribbled into the sand by the time the sensation faded from his body and he pushed himself up, steadying himself against the wall as he opened his eyes again.
He wasn't alone in the room. It was a shock of awareness that sent his heart racing, adrenaline surging up, the sudden shock of looking and seeing something humanoid where he hadn't expected anything. His vision almost seemed to white out; ridiculously his wings flexed in surprise, whipping the tentacles around inside him, and a heavy dollop of come oozed from his cock.
It was the dark makers, the corrupted Precursors, and there was a ring of them circling around him, staring silently.
He'd been in a lot of standoffs in his life, but this had to have been the weirdest. His tentacles twitched idly back and forth deep inside his ass, and he was still flushed (as much as he could, with pale, glowing skin) and panting for breath after his orgasm, surrounded on all sides by the strange, alien bodies of the dark makers. They stood there silently, outside the range of his wings in a ragged half-circle. He wasn't entirely sure what he was supposed to do, but after coming like that it was a struggle to even pull his tentacles out of his ass, his wings slowly fanning out behind him, halfway through the wall behind him, as the ethereal tendrils emerged from his ass in pairs.
He'd stupidly left his gun in the hopper, and even if he had it in his hands it likely wouldn't have done much good. There were around a dozen of them, all just barely outside the span of his wings. And they stared at him like he was staring at them, like they had no clue what to do with him. They hadn't attacked him while he was... doing what he'd done, after all. But he didn't know how long they'd been watching.
Eventually he sidled along the wall, towards the door, and when the dark maker blocking his way raised its arms to grasp at him he batted it aside, shoving it to one side as he dashed towards the door. He ran through it and ran right into another dark maker, standing just outside, and they both went sprawling across the sandy floor. Before Jak could reorient himself the dark maker had his arms pinned to his sides, and there was a low shuffle behind him as the dark makers in the room came out after him. Jak struggled, his wings lashing against them, but the dark maker held him tight, its clawed hands scraping across his back.
After a second he got over the panic response to fail and focused on the light eco surging through him, forming it into a barrier that surged out around him, forcefully shoving the dark maker away from him. He couldn't keep it up for long, though, and before long he was in the same situation: up against a wall, surrounded by dark makers. They still seemed oddly hesitant to go after him, even now that there were more, a huge swarm of them surrounding him. He knew the dark makers had gotten down to the surface, but after he'd blown up their ship this must have been where they'd regrouped. The hallway was filled up completely with their glossy black bodies, glinting in the dim light. There must have been over hundred of them right there, and if the rest of the temple was just as full... there was no way he could fight his way out. Still, he had to try something.
He sidled slowly towards the stairway he'd taken down, and the dark makers drifted around him, stepping away as he stepped towards them. He kept his wings flared out, tentacles spiking out like spears for all that that was good for. He made it to the narrow archway before the stairs before he noticed a disturbance in the crowd surrounding him. There was a dark maker pushing through the crowd, headed straight for him. He stared at it for a second, then bolted, almost instantly colliding with an entire squad of dark makers rushing down the steps. He jumped and hit the leader in midair, catapulting himself over it and into the crowd behind, pushing through them as he dashed up the stairs, his tentacles whipping back and sliding across them as he burst through.
They came up after him, the only noise the scrape of their claws on the rock, and he rushed up the steps. His heart was pounding so hard he could feel his chest thump with each beat. There were more dark makers rushing down the steps, but he shoved past them, hesitant to do any permanent damage given they hadn't tried to kill him. Yet.
He was almost at the surface when he heard the ringing scrabbling noise from behind grow louder. He made the mistake of looking over his shoulder. There was a dark maker rushing up the steps on all fours, and then Jak's heel caught on the next step up and he went sprawling back, giving the dark maker more than enough time to pounce.
It pinned his arms back, its clawed hands wrapping around his forearms as its deceptively light body settled on his hips. It leaned forward and Jak got a much closer look at a dark maker face than he'd even wanted. They were vaguely humanoid. They had eyes, even if they glowed yellow, and they even had something like mouths, too-wide and almost lipless. The rest of its features were... less human. It had horns, or something like them, swooping back from its head, and its skin � or maybe exoskeleton � was hard and rough and shiny at its joints and soft and almost squishy everywhere else. Its face was a strange mixture of the two.
And as it leaned closer, it opened its mouth and writhing tentacles pushed out, black and slimy. It... licked across the side of his face, leaving behind a slimy trail. Jak shuddered back, straining his arms and legs against it, but its grip was inhumanly strong. Except, as he bucked his hips up, blushing at his nakedness and at the completely nonsexual touch of his dick against the dark maker's thigh, it finally broke the silence with a sound very much like a moan. Its hips moved against his and something slimy and hot pressed against his stomach. Jak looked down. He'd honestly never thought anything about dark maker sex, except now here he was with a dark maker grinding its... dick? against him. It was dark and glossy, and shaped like someone had taken a rectangular chunk of wood and smoothed out the edges. It tapered along its length � and it was long � and emerged between a soft fold of skin between its legs. It oozed something dark and thick, threads dripping out from the tip of the thing as well as from between its legs. They pressed together and the dark liquid smeared across him; it burned and stung, and the particular eco flare of it was unmistakable: it was dark eco.
The dark maker rutted against him, and Jak had gone still in surprise. Xyr mouth-tentacles � tongues � licked across his cheek as xe ground xyr � phalange, dick, cock, whatever, against his stomach, spurting dark eco more strongly. Xyr grasp on his arms loosened as xe trailed xyr hands down, across his elbows and upper arms to rest against his shoulders, and with an abrupt jerk Jak sent xem tumbling off him.
He scrambled to his feet as xe hit the wall and bounced back, just barely fast enough. Xyr claws were at his heels as he dashed up the stairs, until he finally reached the top and emerged into the open air. Except then the dark maker pounced from behind, sending them both tumbling head over heels.
Jak ended up on top this time, almost mirroring their position from before. The dark maker didn't even try to struggle, just looked up at him with an unknowable expression, xyr cock if anything harder, thicker, jutting out longer from xyr body. He kept xem pinned, his hands curled against xyr clawlike talons. He pulled his wings down around them, and beneath him the dark maker groaned and arched towards them. Xe shuddered as he ran his wings across xyr skin, xyr cock spurting dark eco between them.
Xe was trembling under him, xyr cock rock hard, and Jak wound his tentacles around xyr lean torso, passing effortlessly through the sand below them. Xe shuddered again and came, ropes of dark eco shooting out across xyr stomach, coating his tentacles in it. The burn of dark eco absorbing into him ran all the way through them, up the tentacle and into his back, spreading through his body like a low fire.
He didn't even notice he was hard until the dark maker arched xyr hips up and ground xyr cock, still dripping eco against his own. That time, the burn lancing up through his cock made him jerk back in pain, sitting up on his heels. The dark maker stayed sprawled out on the ground, xyr cock hard, xyr arms lying against the sand like he still had xem pinned.
Xe stared at him with xyr glowing eyes, expression inscrutable, and after a second Jak slid back on top of xem, pressing their bodies tightly together. He leaned forward, steeling himself, and kissed the side of xyr face lightly, then pressed his lips against the thin slit of its mouth, surprised by the mess of tentacles that spilled out even though he knew it was coming.
It tasted like... like dark eco, or metal, or oil. And something else, something more organic. It wasn't a nice taste, but it wasn't awful, and Jak kissed xem deeper. He pressed his tongue into xyr mouth as xyr many thrashing tentacles pushed into his mouth. Xe finally moved one of xyr hands, stroking along his side before xe grabbed his cock, stroking the shaft as they kissed. Jak gasped and pulled back as xe jerked him off, xyr clawed hands surprisingly gentle as xe stroked him back and forth, and xe seemed surprised by the slow dribble of precome, smearing it across xyr fingers.
At some point the rest of the dark makers had surrounded them; their clawed, alien feet in his peripheral vision as he rutted against the dark maker, grinding his entire body against xyr rough carapace. His nipples were hard and peaked, his cock hard as the dark maker jerked him off, xyr own cock hard and dribbling dark eco across their stomachs. Jak clutched xyr sides, his tentacles lashing above him, the membrane shearing wildly as he ground his cock through xyr tight, stroking grasp.
His hands moved down across xyr body, xyr muscles strange and sinewy under xyr rough hide. Xe felt soft, smooth, across xyr belly, and he slid his fingers through the smear of eco across xyr stomach before grasping xyr blocky cock, stroking it off as well as he could. His hands slid up to the blunt, abrupt tip, then down to where it emerged from xyr body, from loose, heavy folds of skin, bulging apart from the girth of xyr cock. He rolled the heel of his hand against the wet skin at the base, testing it, and the dark maker shuddered and hissed, rocking up against him. Hot, slick eco spurted across his hand and from the tip of xyr cock.
Jak slid his hands down xyr shaft, touching his fingertips to the open folds below xyr cock. The skin there parted under his touch, and the dark maker went rigid before going limp, making an almost crooning sound as his fingertips pushed inside. Xe rocked against him, minutely, pushing his fingers deeper inside xem, and Jak ground back against xem, his cock hard against xyr thigh.
Xe pulled him down, kissing him again as xe thrust upwards, and with a searing pain his cock slid up against xyr. Dark eco smeared across his belly and cock, dripping across his balls and between his thighs as xe came again, freezing hot ropes of it pelting across his skin, numbing it. He moaned into xyr mouth, xyr tongues slipping past his lips again, and with a jolt xe pulled him closer and arched up, angling his cock at xyr inner thigh until with a slight movement his cock plunged into xyr tight folds.
Dark eco seared across his cock as xe bucked up against him, forcing the entire length of his cock into xem in one long, smooth stroke. Xe made another choked, hissing, crooning noise, and xyr tight inner walls pulsed around Jak's numbing cock. Xe grabbed Jak's shoulders and pulled him down, xyr tongues lapping across the side of his face as xe rutted against him.
Jak could hardly bring himself to pull back, his cock not coming more than halfway out before he lurched back inside. He came with a howl that he muffled against xyr neck. His cock ached, numb and sore and throbbing from the eco. His orgasm felt drawn-out, his cock spurting again and again into xem, while an electric pleasure jolted through him, across his stomach and thighs. He finally collapsed with a shaky moan, reminded of xyr own cock as it sandwiched between their sweaty, slick bodies. Dark eco spurted weakly across their chests as his glistening come seeped out around his cock, still buried balls-deep inside xem.
He took a long, shuddering breath, his cock still achingly hard. The dark maker beneath him made a noise, sated, and xyr long clawed fingers traced up along his back, oddly soft and intimate. Jak shifted, propping himself up on his forearms as he looked down at xem, but before he could do anything a pair of hands grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back and up. His cock pulled out from the dark maker with an embarrassingly loud slurp. A thick mixture of their come and eco dripped out from the dark maker's opening and down his cock, which bobbed wildly as he was pulled back.
The dark maker that grabbed him pulled up onto his feet and back against xyr chest. Xyr cock was hard too, eco smearing across his back as xe ground against him, and it seemed like in an instant he was surrounded by dark makers, all of them coming together around him, until he was surrounded by a swarming mass of bodies.
One of them dropped to xyr knees and sucked his cock into xyr mouth, more dark eco stinging up through his cock with a jolt as xyr tongues wrapped around his glowing shaft, licking it clean. The large one that had his shoulders let him down, xyr cock dragging across the side of his face and numbing his jaw, and Jak turned his head to nurse on xyr cock, dark eco splattering across his face.
With a smooth movement the one sucking his cock grabbed his legs and lifted him off the ground, xyr head still between his legs, slurping on his cock. Jak shuddered and thrust into xyr mouth. He curled his legs around the dark maker's shoulders and arced up, thrusting even as the entire procession bore him down into the temple, a swarm of dark makers reaching out to touch his body, their hands like shadows across his dimly glowing skin.
They were all hard, their cocks dripping eco, and it smeared across him in spurts and drops, absorbed within a second with a painful crackle and a rush of endorphins, leaving behind a brittle crust. By the time they reached the bottom of the long, winding stairway he was flaking off the remnants of their come in sheets, his glow muted by the thickening crusts across his chest. The dark maker he was sucking on was letting out a constant low drool of dark eco, its painful ache dulling into a low throb as he lost all feeling across his face, the sensation alien as he felt the pressure of more cocks against his cheeks and neck, dark eco spraying across his face and soaking into his skin.
Hands all around him lifted him up, both cocks inside him dislodging as they shifted him around. He rolled over slowly, eyes catching stars above him again before the night sky was replaced with the black carapace of a dark maker, xyr cock slamming to the base inside Jak's mouth, xyr wet lips below sliding against his lower lip and chin. This one wasted no time, coming in a massive gush, enough that Jak choked and coughed, dark eco spraying up into his mouth, more pumping through his sinuses. It sizzled into him like fire, a painful rush followed by dullness, but even with the numbness spreading down into his neck xyr come still overflowed, spraying out over his lips and drooling down his face, leaving crusty tracks behind as it was sucked in through his skin.
The dark maker pulled back, flooding his mouth to overflowing, and his face was so numb he couldn't even feel his mouth hang open, black ichor drooling out, down his chin and neck, sizzling over his chest. Xe pumped xyr cock, heavy splatters coating his face to dripping before it burned into his skin in a freezing chill. Another dark maker pressed close, lapping at the thick eco flowing across his face, xyr dripping tentacles pushing into his slack mouth.
Hands and bodies pressed against him tight, completely surrounded by a throng of dark makers. His stomach and chest were going numb too, thick crusts of eco impurities all across his body, dry winding trails over his sides and down his back. And more shot across him, the crusts covered in lines of come every second. The dark eco burned as it sunk into him; his entire body felt heavy and alien. The throng lifted him up, their clawed hands closing around his arms, legs, palms against his ass, back, shoulders. Cocks pressed against him from every angle, their bodies slick with eco, rough in some places and smooth in others.
His glow was sinking slower, his skin coated in layer upon layer of dark eco. His wings were spread wide, the tendrils sliding over dark maker bodies, winding around arms and legs, curled around their many branching horns. The dark eco practically sizzled against him, like it was boiling hot. Every brush of his wings sent a shiver of pain through the tight muscles in his back, the ache coming sharper and sharper. His body throbbed, as if he'd gone through the numbness and came out the other end, touch still dulled even as the pressure and heat came through sharper than ever. His entire body felt bruised. Each touch hurt, like they were too cold, or too hot.
As the pain became ever-present, his entire body jerking and spasming at the raw stripped feeling, he could feel the eco humming through his body, a perfect mirror to the throbbing, aching pulses across his body. Even full of light eco it felt familiar, felt good, felt tasty; dark eco had been his constant companion since he'd arrived in this bizarre future, so long ago.
Their alien hands groped along his chilled, heated body, and he wondered what he looked like to them. Their eyes couldn't work like his, and their bodies were strange things, full of bony struts and unexpected ridges, matte black and rigid like the carapace of some gigantic insect. Did they see the glow of light eco across his skin, or feel him with the same extra, fuzzy sense that showed him their inner heat? What was it like, to see him from the outside, the conflicted spiral of eco pulsing through his body; always seeking more and more in a neverending hunger?
One of them cupped his cock before taking it in to the root, thick dark-tinged saliva sliding down his erect shaft as xe sucked at him, excess dark eco pouring from xyr mouth and dripping across his cock. Jak lost his train of thought thrusting up into xem as xyr tongues wrapped around his shaft. However they lived it didn't really matter to him, in the end. Something closed around the end of his cock, warm and slick and muscular, a deeper mouth behind xyr mouth, if "mouth" was even the right word for the lipless gashes in their faces. They didn't make much sound. Still, he groaned and arched up, and the hands holding him let him thrust deeper.
A tongue pressed against his cock, slimy and muscular, followed almost immediately by a second one that wrapped around his cock, below the flare of his cockhead, and stroked back and forth as the lips of the orifice sunk further on his cock. Jak just closed his eyes and groaned, thrusting back and forth, dimly aware of the sting of dark eco all around his cock, little pin-prick shocks as whatever was sucking on his cock took it all the way in.
Something hot and slimy pressed against the side of his head, and Jak opened his eyes to look. It was pitch black aside from his glow, and his entire body was dripping with dark eco, thick and gloppy with built-up impurities. But he could still see the dark maker's cock, jutting up massive and hard against his face.
He didn't even have to think about it; he turned his head and lapped at xyr shaft, the thick eco coating it smearing across his cheek and nose for a moment before it too percolated inside him, a stinging dark burn all across his face and neck as the cock spurted out a heavy stream of dark eco. His entire body jerked as he came, and the... mouth that had been sucking on his cock jerked backwards in time for his cock to swing up as it spasmed, shooting his load across his stomach.
Jak looked aside, vaguely, as he suckled on the top of the cock, dark eco flowing into his mouth with a feeling like someone had jerked at the nerves in his jaw, a sharp pain followed by an aching numbness. His come was splattered across his pale, glistening chest, and it took him a moment to realize it was glowing too, suffused with Light Eco. They probably hadn't liked that very much. He was lightheaded from all the eco flowing into him, and it almost struck him as funny how the glittering, insectoid monstrous dark Precursor who had been sucking on his cock kept xyr distance now, like his cock was a loaded weapon.
The hands across his back and ass pushed up, and Jak suddenly found himself canted upwards, his legs spread wider as more hands, cocks, and mouths all pressed against his ass, each of them feeling like they were just disconnected body parts, floating through the clattering mass of bodies surrounding him. But he felt at least three cocks grind against his ass and thighs, dark painful smears of eco streaking across his skin before he absorbed it.
One of them pushed closer, until he could feel xyr body against his, xyr cock slotted between his ass cheeks and xyr arms curled loosely around his legs. Xe slid xyr cock against his ass for a moment before aiming the thick, blocky tip at his asshole. Jak begged for it as he saw xem pull back to finally thrust inside, but his voice was muffled by the cock in his mouth, drooling dark eco against his tonsils.
He almost came again from the raw burn of xyr cock plunging into him, the blocky shape hitting the inside of his ass the way nothing else could. He moaned against the cock pushing deeper into his mouth even as the harsh, burning ache of dark eco flowing into him intensified, a constant throbbing thrum, like being trapped inside a beating heart. All his limbs throbbed with it, from his fingertips to his toes, and his cock was hard again and already dripping precome, glowing and bright. He was the only light in the room, his wings bright and casting rainbow light, his skin giving forth a dim glow, and in the shimmering light the dark makers shifted and slid like shadows. They almost seemed to skitter along the walls, their own shadows making them look even more shadowy and ephemeral.
The cock fucking his ass certainly wasn't ephemeral. The dark maker thrust back and forth, xyr cock steadily spurting dark eco inside him, and Jak pushed himself back into xyr thrusts as well he could, held aloft by a dozen constantly moving arms and bodies, all of them sliding, groping across his body. The dark maker whose cock was in his mouth was letting him suck it slowly, practically nursing from xe as xyr cock drooled out dark eco, burning hot and toxic down his throat. Xe stroked a hand across the side of his face, almost kindly, smearing through the thick waves of dark eco coating him. Jak messily slurped on xyr cock, his head lolling back. A slick, messy mix of dark eco and spit drooled out the side of his mouth as he slurped. The dark makers fucked him roughly, cocks sliding against his stomach, their movements jostling him back and forth as they kissed his body with their tentacle-tongues.
His arms were loosely coiled around two larger dark makers flanking him, the two practically an anchor in the shifting seas of the rest of them, and one of them had a massive erection, thick and glossy in the dark, and he eagerly stroked it back and forth. Pangs of pleasure and pain shot up his arm as it poured out dark eco, the thick fluid glopping down across his hand in thick waves.
He came again with a muffled shout, the resonating ache of eco in his body reaching a crescendo as his cock shot out strands of light eco-infused come all across his stomach, more than he'd thought could even fit in his balls, enough that it pooled across his stomach and dripped down into the mass of bodies below. And the same time, his entire body flashed, the light bursting out of him in a thousand tiny motes of rainbow light.
He had the briefest glimpse of a hundred dark maker eyes reflecting the light back, shining in the dark before the motes died away and left them all in the dark. His come, slick across his chest, still glowed, but it was smeared across his own body, just defining the curves of his stomach and legs as it wound down across his body.
But in the darkness the dark makers kept up; he didn't even know for sure if they saw in the same way he did. The ones fucking him didn't even miss a beat; the cock in his mouth still steadily drizzled dark eco, the one fucking his ass still hilted the entire thing into him. The ache of xyr cock spurting out dark eco into his guts seemed suddenly like an invitation; now that he was spent of light eco it was time to give them a transformation they might approve of more.
Purple lightning arced along his body, crackling and spitting as his body convulsed. Dark Jak always hurt more coming out than using light eco, and it wasn't for the cock in his mouth he could have yelled out in pain. This time it seemed to take longer and go further, maybe because he was so saturated with dark eco in the first place. His skin grew pale, not the healthy-seeming glow of before but a sallow white, mottled vaguely darker in uneven splotches. His muscles thickened, not growing larger so much as growing denser, and when his horns grew in he could feel them poking against the legs of the dark maker in front of him, butting up against his body as he opened wider, swallowing more of xyr cock.
The taloned hands around his waist tightened, digging into his skin, and without the low healing energy of the light eco running through him he could feel himself bruise. Xe clenched even tighter, and xyr claws pierced through his skin, cutting into him like knives, slicing shallow wounds across his stomach and hips as xe dragged him back onto xyr cock. Jak moaned, his throat working as the dark maker in front of him came, the sluggish flow of dark eco rising into a flood, enough that it dripped out the sides of his mouth and slid across his upturned face.
Heavy hot wetness splattered across his body, more dark eco splashing down across him as the dark makers around him came. A dark maker straddled him, xyr weight pushing him almost to the ground before the bodies beneath him pushed back up. The one on top of him leaned forward, xyr cock pressing against his stomach as xe took his cock inside, xyr wet folds splaying open around his cock. Xe rocked back and forth on top of him, dark eco practically spraying out of xem, running down his cock, splattering across his chest. Jak grabbed hold of xyr waist and thrust up, fucking himself further on the cock in his ass as he fucked the dark maker too, coming sharply and abruptly with a muffled howl, the dark maker with xyr cock down his throat taking the opportunity to shove it all the way down, until xyr rough, ridged hips pressed against his lips, xyr cock all the way inside him.
Jak kept coming, pumping come into the dark maker astride him, and xe came too, dark eco splattering down over his hips and spurting up across his chest. They moved together for a moment before the dark maker pushed off him, leaving his drooling cock jutting straight up, already ready for another dark maker to climb on him again. His cock throbbed, hard and aching but somehow still capable of coming again and again, each orgasm wringing his body dry.
He felt lightheaded from the dark eco, more and more glopping over him, so much he couldn't possibly absorb it all. It pooled across his body in thicker and thicker layers, getting more and more viscous as he absorbed the raw stuff, leaving behind any biological impurities, and it glopped and congealed across his body, coating him from head to toe, sliding over his back and dripping down onto the bodies below him.
Jak moaned and choked on the cock fucking his mouth, dark eco spraying straight down his throat, and dimly he felt his body change again. He swelled larger, becoming massive. The dark makers below him moved out of the way as he slammed down onto the ground, meeting it with a wet slosh as he sunk into the deep pool of eco they'd made.
His bones stretched like taffy, thickening as they lengthened, and his muscles bloated up massively, bulking outwards until it was almost hard to move they were so large. His cock throbbed larger and larger, stretching and flaring outwards. It slapped down heavily across his stomach as his growth slowed, now more than a match for even the largest of the dark maker cocks he'd been sucking on. The dark makers looked tiny now, half his size, and they made up for it by forcing more into him, the two gigantic ones flanking him shifting in the crowd until they stood behind him, and they both shoved into his ass, down to the base, and started sawing back and forth, cocks spraying dark eco into him continually.
His body sucked it up like a sponge, his increased size just giving him more space for dark eco inside him. The dark makers surrounded him now, dozens fitting around his huge body, and they all steadily drooled eco over him, punctuated briefly as one of them came, xyr come spraying across the massive expanse of his body and being absorbed almost instantly, just leaving behind a dry crust.
Two of them stood over his head, dark eco splattering down across his face as they shot across the entire length of his body.
He was entirely saturated with dark eco; even his gigantic body felt full to overflowing. The hard burn of it absorbing through his skin was slowing, becoming a drawn-out curling heat as he soaked up just as much as he could hold. The continual flow of it, spurting across his body from the dark silhouettes of the dark makers surrounding him, started to gather and flow across his body, slopping down his sides as it covered him faster than he could absorb it. All of them kept coming. The two fucking his ass sprayed their load again, a never-ending flood inside his ass, and he felt it scorch its way up his guts, piling up inside him. It felt hot and freezing cold at the same time, a rough burning pleasure that was all but inseparable from its pain.
There was so much dark eco that it piled up on top of him in thick layers, even his body's starving ache for more not quick enough to take it all in, and it wasn't long before his entire massive body was coated head to toe in messy streaks of dark eco, the thick black liquid smeared across his skin and pooling between his massively over-defined muscles. He moaned, eco splashing into his mouth, and he swallowed it down. The dark makers kept coming, the group slathering his body with their come, until he was covered again, glossy stiff peaks of it coating him from head to toe. His hair was plastered to his scalp, dripping eco as it flowed in waves across his face.
He slid his right hand down his body, through the thick mess of eco, and it left a hot burn in its wake, parting through the black liquid and revealing his deathly pale skin before it flowed stickily back into place. His cock was rock hard, sticking straight up into the air, and there was a group of dark makers around his hips, aiming their spurting cocks right at his, so it dripped and flowed with dark eco too, thick oily lines cascading down his shaft and drooling off the sides of his hips, over his balls and between his legs.
He grasped his cock firmly, clenching the base so the rest of it swelled up even thicker, then started stroking it slowly, his own precome dripping down his cock as a translucent black, like thick dark oil. He groaned, more eco splashing into his mouth the second he parted his lips, and his cock spurted out a thick, solid arc of pure black come high in the air, fat ropes of it splattering down across his stomach and chest.
It swelled inside him; he had the feeling this was his body's last-ditch effort to expel some of the dark eco. Even cup full of it would be enough to kill someone usually, and even he had his limits. But even with pure dark eco fountaining out of his cock, his own never-ending orgasm wracking his body as he just kept coming, more and more was piling up around him. It lapped at his sides, thick and sticky, forming a heavy pool around him. His come shot up in a high arc and came down onto his chest, splattering across his body and spraying arcs of dark eco across the dark makers surrounding him.
He might have been more worried if it didn't feel so good. He came in a few thick, massive shots, spraying in all directions but mostly across his own body, and as to balance that out he absorbed some of the mess surrounding him, enough to send painful jolts running through his body. Purple lightning arced through the sticky morass forming around him, and his cock shuddered and jerked, a thick sludge of dark eco drooling down his shaft until he came again, spraying more and more out. His mouth was gaping open, his eyes rolled back as his body was overcome with pleasure again and again, and unending stream of dark eco spraying out the end of his massive, titanic cock.
His vision went blurry, the dark makers surrounding him becoming haloed with the dim starlight around him, and his heart was racing as he came and came, spraying dark eco all over everything, just adding to the deep morass he was in. His mouth was open, panting, and dark eco shot into it, aimed by some dark maker, coating and numbing his tongue. Everything went hazier and hazier, even the sensation of his tingling, numb body fading away as he passed out.
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