Disturbed: Part One

Construction workers drilled at the ground for this new housing development, a project that had been postponed for quite some time due to protests and land logistics that were held up in the court of law. The greedy corporation finally got its way under the guise of creating affordable housing with the plans of increasing the prices later.

“Take your break, Frank.” A foreman yelled as he checked off a clipboard. Frank was sweating and continued to drill, finishing up a small portion of the land before heading to the lunch trailer. As he hammered away the ground with the machine, he suddenly hit something incredibly hard. So hard that his unit broke.

”What the fuck?” Frank rolled his eyes behind the goggle and grumbled underneath the protective face mask. This meant more paperwork for him to fill out, something he wasn’t relatively fond of. He tossed the hunk of metal to the side of his hole and started to wipe away the dirt to uncover a hard black piece of material. He pulled it out of the soil and turned it over in his hands until it started to glow purple. In a panic he dropped it and started to climb out of the hole of his own making. The black box that was once solid was now a purple pulsating liquid with oozing tentacles that grabbed Frank’s legs and pulled him back down knocking his hard hat of his head. His screams couldn‘t be heard over the sound of welding and hammering filling the property and the tentacle ripped off Frank’s thermal shirt and his overalls unbuckled in the struggle. The creature's tentacle slithered around his leg and up to where his underwear were tightly fit against his pert ass. The tip of the tentacle forced itself under the hem and then searched intently for an entry, finding one rather quickly. Frank howled as the tentacle pressed into his hole and he was no longer clawing at the dirt, but now he was reaching back to try and pull whatever this thing was out of his ass. The creature was quick, and forcefully used another set of tentacles to hold Frank's arms against his side as it's gelatinous form disappeared underneath his boxer briefs. Frank's back bubbled as the creature took up residence in his torso, spreading out into his limbs and finally attaching itself to his brain. Frank only mumbled as the creature took control, convulsing in the hole until finally he took a deep breath in and stood up, looking around at the new environment.

"How long has it been?" Frank said. He squinted up at the sky and then looked down at himself, pulling his overalls up. Frank was no longer in control of his own body and the creature was using him as his host. He picked up his hard hat and placed it back on his head, leaving the safety strap undone.

Frank climbed out of his work area and wandered away from the worksite, disappeared underneath a bunch of scaffolding until he was face to face with his foreman.

"What the fuck are you doing Frank?" The foreman tucked his clipboard underneath his arm.

"I'm not sure. This is all so new. These sounds are so loud."

"Put on a fucking shirt will you? What happened to the one you were wearing? If you can't act accordingly get the fuck off my lot, we need to get this project done." He waved him away, leaving the creature inside of Frank to his own devices.

He wandered the streets adjacent to the large chunk of land and then suddenly found himself in the city. The fatigue had started to set in, unaware of how much walking he had done, and he started to stumble.

"Watch it." A stranger backed away from him in disgust and kept walking.

"Help." Frank extended his arm to a stranger and then fell over onto a bench.

"Hey, dude, are you okay?" Frank squinted at the guy who walked over to him, and the stranger offered his hand. He pulled up his overalls, latching them back together and then helped Frank onto his feet. He wasn't able to understand what he was saying, until he was suddenly sitting down on a park bench next to the man who just helped him up.

"Where am I?" Frank mumbled, looking over at the much clearer image of the man who helped him. He was shuffling through his bag and pulled out some water as well as a granola bar. He handed them to Frank and then pulled out a rolled up blanket, tossing it over his shoulder.

"You're at Governor's Park, don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you or anything. Unless you hurt me, then I've got a taser, but I'm not worried about you too much. My name is Benny. What's yours?"

"Oath." The creature said, trying to open up the bottle of water.

"Let me help you." Benny twist the cap off the bottle and handed it back to him. He assumed that he would probably need help with the granola packaging and took that as well, ripping the perforated edge and then holding it out for Oath to grab.

"Why are you being so kind?" Oath asked, chugging the bottle of water until it was gone. Just as quickly, he devoured the granola bar, swallowing deeply as though he was eating it in one bite.

"I'm not the kind of person to just pass up someone in need. I used to help out at the homeless shelter, there's quite a bit of a population here. Just around the corner there are some tents set up. I don't think you're homeless though, it seems like you had a concussion or something. I'm assuming you work for the company building the housing development?"

"I do not. I am Oath. The human I am in control of works for this company you're talking about." Oath picked at the crumbs left over in the bag.

"Sure," Benny squinted his eyes, but assumed he was just fucking around or that he was in fact homeless or had some sort of schizophrenia, "I'm going to head out, here's a card for the homeless assistance program that I used to work for if you are seeking that sort of thing." He held out his card, but Oath grabbed his wrist.

"Please don't leave me." Oath felt something as soon as his fingers wrapped around his wrist. He could feel the blood coursing through Benny's veins and the warmth that radiated off of him. There was something different about him other than his immediate generosity.

"Look dude, I don't want to hurt you." Benny's hand was on a pocket containing the taser he had previously mentioned, but he also calmed down once he started to look at him. There was something in this stranger’s eyes that made him change his mind about this whole situation. Benny had a kind heart and he was internally debating whether or not this was a good idea, but he invited him anyways.

"One night. You can take a shower to get all that dirt off and I can wash your clothes." Benny tossed the remaining garbage in a bin next to the bench and then escorted Oath back to his own place.

While it wasn't luxurious as some of the other apartments in this side of the city, his apartment was well kept. He had art on the walls given to him by his friends, most of them the artists of the pieces of work. A second bedroom had a mattress laid out in the center of it, a space normally used by his step-dad who would occasionally appear on his doorstep drunk. Benny was just too busy to actually move it and somehow the second bedroom became a guest room. The kitchen had dishes in the sink, but it wasn't so overfilled that it looked disheveled. The dining room table had a laptop opened and an empty coffee mug next to it where he had done most of his writing. The notebook next to it was filled with scribbles and crossed out notes that detailed his thought process and some of the edge was stained with tea and coffee.

"You're welcome to stay in here," Benny showed him the mattress with its pile of neatly folded blankets at the bottom, "the shower is across the hall and there are towels in the closet. I'll be in the dining room if you need anything." Benny left Oath to his self and moments later Benny was tapping away at his keyboard.

Oath looked around the guest bedroom he was now occupying. This was the least decorated room in the apartment except for a small origami crane that sat near the window. He picked it up and flicked the paper wing in such a way that it looked like it was trying to fly and then he placed it back down in its decorative home. He started to remove his clothes, leaving the overalls in front of the bed as well as abandoning his underwear. This was the first time that he had seen his hosts body without any clothes on and he made his way to the bathroom to get the full view in the mirror, crossing the hallway in the nude. The door latched behind him and he found his reflection in the harsher white light of the bathroom. He poked his face and different areas around his body, stretching and twisting to see his hosts range of motion. Groping his chest, he felt the meaty pectorals in his palm and then crossed his arms as he flexed. Each muscle got harder and he focused on flexing each group until he was satisfied enough to move on to his next task: the shower.

His first thought was to pull in it, but this was not the right direction in which to pull and it broke off. Oath tired to place it back in and somehow managed to turn on the shower. The warm water beat down on him and he stood there in the water, using his host‘s muscle memory to figure out what to do. He squirt shampoo into his hand and started lathering it into his scalp, using the tips of his fingers to massage the soap into his hair. Once he rinsed it out, almost forgetting to close his eyes to avoid the burn, he started lathering up his body with another soap. As he massaged his body, specifically his cock, he started to feel the blood rushing to it. It was now erect and he was not sure what to do.

He turned the water off, struggling yet again to turn the mechanism, and dried himself off with a towel from the closet which he found very comforting as the soft towel soaked up the liquid droplets on his skin. He discarded the towel onto the sink and then walked out into the hallway without any clothes. Instead of returning to the guest bedroom, he turned to go through the other door leading into the master bedroom. The art lining the wall drew his attention and as he stared at the colors and shapes he noticed his emotional response changing with each image. He particularly like this feeling. Moving on from the framed pieces of work, he found a pile of books and picked one up, flipping through the pages and catching most of the words so he had an understanding of the topics. Adjacent to the stack of books was an iPad. A couple of swipes and he was looking at an unlocked website which contained videos of men fucking, some of them were pretty aggressive, but he watched in awe and occasionally ran his hand over a portion of the body to see how it could do the things it did in the videos.

”No wonder it needs to be hard.” He said, sliding his hand over his cock and shivering from the feeing. He looked back at a video and it connected in his mind that he needed another person in order to have maximum pleasure and to stop his cock from remaining stiff.

He abandoned the iPad, the moaning men disappearing as he walked back down the hallway and into the living room, passing Benny sitting in the dining room. Oath positioned himself in the sofa in a way that he had seen the man in the video and then heard Benny following him in.

”What are you doing?” Benny asked as he looked at Oath with his hands above his head and a smile on his face.

”This is how it must be done to stop this.” He brought his hand down to his cock and shivered again.

”I don’t think I understand what’s going on. You need to put clothes back on.” Benny reached for a blanket and tossed it over him, which confused Oath.

”Do humans not do this? You’re videos say otherwise.”

”Why do you say humans? Are you not one? What videos?”

”No.”

”Excuse me?” Benny crossed his arms and stared at the man. He couldn’t help himself and stared at the beauty before him. He looked a lot like the guys he would watch while masturbating and the same ones that Oath watched moments ago.

”I am not a human. Watch.” Oath sat up and opened his mouth. His head spasmed as a tentacle slithered up and out of his throat, flicking around his lips and then returning to it‘s home inside of Frank.

”What the fuck?” Benny had reached for the taser again which Oath noticed and he held out his hands to ease him.

”I’m not here to hurt you. I was actually awoken by this man and since he was the closest to me I decided to use his body as a host. I needed to or else I would not have survived long. I can already tell humans don’t enjoy things that are different, when I was walking around people didn’t like that I was without clothes and that was merely something on the surface. You were the only one to help and I am in debt to you. Even now you welcomed me into your place of living and have given me chance to bathe and rest. Thank you.” Oath was still hard and even closer to Benny than before. Benny relaxed and eyed the man that just admitted he was an alien creature, internally determining the gravity of this situation.

“I’m just a little confused. I need to sit.“ Benny sat down on the sofa and took a deep breath in and exhaled. He had also been getting hard underneath his pants and as he sat down, Oath had noticed.

”As far as I have been able to discern, this organ provides pleasure and stimulation unlike any other human activities. I assume this is how you show appreciation.” Oath took a spot next to him and reached down to rub his hole which was freshly clean from the shower he just took.

”I can’t believe there’s an alien in my apartment. That’s why you’ve been acting so weird, it all kind of makes sense, but sure. Yeah. Alien.” Benny looked over at Oath who had met the turn of his head with a kiss. Benny widened his eyes and then slowly let the hunk of a man continue to tangle their tongues. Benny felt the soft cushion on his back and then suddenly found himself being stripped by Oath. Benny stared in awe as Oath began grinding against him, his hard cock sliding up against his stomach and getting pressed between them. Benny's cock was hard and quivering against Oath's hole as he leaned in to kiss him. Oath reached back and eased Benny's member into his hole, widening his eyes by the pressure now being put on his prostate.

"This feels way better than I imagined." Oath gasped as he lowered himself even farther until he had taken Benny all the way in. With a laugh he started to bounce on his cock, sending Benny over the edge as he reached up and caressed Oath's hunky body, playing with his pecs and running his hands along his abdominals. Benny started to thrust up into him, and then suddenly could feel the cum spurting from his tip and filling Oath up. Benny happily played with Oath's cock, pumping it while he rode him and then suddenly Oath buckled over with a grin, pleasure filling him. As soon as he felt the first rush he arched his back and continued to ride, shooting his load all over Benny's torso until his balls stopped churning.

"That was amazing." Benny said, shivering as Oath slid himself off of Benny's cock.

"The combination of feelings is a new feeling. I would like to do this again at some time, especially with you." He ran his fingers along his hairy chest and then sat up.

"I would love to do this again, but I think I need to get some sleep. You're welcome to join me in my bed if you'd like, I guess you might get pretty lonely." Benny said, cleaning himself off with one of the discarded pieces of clothing. Benny walked naked towards the bedroom and looked back at Oath who was looking up at him with a relatively gleeful face.

"I would love to." Oath followed him into the bedroom and they laid there together until Benny felt another boner as Oath cuddled him.

"Damn." Benny turned around and with Oath's arms wrapped around him they started kissing again, prepping for another round of pleasure.

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"Here?" A man in a suit was looking down into the hole Oath had come from with a device held up to his ear. He definitely didn't look like he belonged a the construction site, but he had a team of people questioning the workers, especially the foreman who detailed his last encounter with Frank.

"He was acting fine, but then he just left. I think he had a mental breakdown or something, but he's never been like that before." The foreman shook his head and then he was introduced to the man who was peering into the abandoned worksite.

"Where did he go?" He asked.

"He just left. I started heading downtown, but I can't be super sure that's where he went. Sorry I can't be of more help, I hope he didn't do anything wrong."

"He didn't, but we need to make sure he is safe. Thank you. If you see anything please call us." He held out a small business card and then promptly left with the rest of his team, all of them looking particularly out of place. The agent looked at the rear view mirror and then adjusted it so he could see himself. As he stared, his eyes rolled back and then something green rolled over them as it adjusted inside of his head.

"Don't worry. We'll find him." He said and then suddenly his eyes returned to normal and he started driving off the site.