Mission 4: Courtship of the Horns

Unsal sat in his passenger chair on the ship's bridge. Though he was the only lifeform on his small vessel, the main command system was linked to the mothership where his missions came from. It had been a few days since his last breeding mission on the surface, and he was becoming concerned that something he did had caused a problem. Waiting patiently for his commander to begin the briefing, he began to fear the possibility of being recalled. 

COME IN UNIT 16235, THIS IS CENTRAL COMMAND.

"16235 reporting as ordered," Unsal replied." 

The central computer then switched frequency and the commander, a Xipen by the name of Savas, appeared on screen speaking normally. 
"It's good to see you well, Unsal." 

"Likewise sir," Unsal replied. 
Though it was unusual to hear a commanding officer use a researcher's name rather than number, Unsal was an exception in this case. Savas and Unsal were childhood friends, so each would occasionally break protocol to give the other a reassuring hello. Still, the mission came first above their friendship. 
"I hope my progress has been satisfactory thus far."

"It has. In fact the council was impressed by the results of your first few target collections. So much so that I’m to inform you that an immediate promotion will be waiting for you upon your return."

Unsal was shocked. He thought he was in trouble, but now a rush of relief and joy filled his mind. 

"That said, given your impressive collection rate and the quality of the samples thus far we are extending your overall mission to include several more of the planet’s compatible creatures. After your second collection mission, a team nearby was sent to your location to research and scout new targets. Their findings going forward will be used to inform your next collection missions."

"I…I'm speechless sir." Unsal replied, jaw dropped. His dick also had twitched involuntarily as he was told of the extended mission. "This is such an honor. I can only humbly accept. May I ask what the next target is?"

"Final intelligence is still being processed regarding the physical demands you will be presented with, but I can explain the nature of the mission. Actually perhaps I should say missions."

"More than one for a single target species?" 

"Your next mission will have two phases rather than just one. The first phase will be to court one of the males. This will be challenging given the difference in our biology, but I'm confident you will succeed. The species in question usually requires a long-term connection to be made before mating occurs. This can be circumvented though if you can obtain the proper pheromone samples first. Your mission is to be courted by a male, then collect as much genetic material as possible in the alloted time."
Unsal did his best to hold back his excitement. He didn't want to seem too eager, even though he was just about to leap from his chair and immediately strip off his suit. Little did he know, but that wasn't far from what was about to happen. 
"Additionally as a final note. Because the courtship must be as natural as possible within the limited parameters, we are recommending that your garments remain on board the vessel until the mission has concluded. You must remain uncovered for the duration to increase the chances of success. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir! I won't let you down!" Unsal saluted and reached for the comms button. 

"Oh and Unsal? One more thing." Savas said, stopping the sign off procedure. Unsal looked at him attentively. "Off the record…what does it feel like?"

Unsal smiled and leaned back in his chair. "It's indescribable really. The heat, volume, and viscosity create a pressure on the inside unlike anything I've ever experienced. If you ever get the chance, I would recommend being bred by at least one of these creatures before we depart for the homeworld. Research aside, we could really learn from how they give it their all when lightly prompted with a partner."

Savas blushed and cleared his throat. As he adjusted his posture, Unsal noticed his commander had become erect from his description. His dick pressed firmly against his suit. "Yes, well, that might be able to be arranged given your success rate. You have your orders 16325. Further information will be provided in the coming hours. Good luck. Command out."

"Thank you Sir, and…you're welcome." Unsal winked and ended the transmission. He closed his eyes and smiled. "Poor Savas. I hope that was enough for him to release some stress later. By the looks of things he could use a mission or two of his own."

… …

Unsal stood naked in the airlock awaiting his ship to land. After his conversation with Savas, he quickly stripped out of his suit and placed it in storage. The remaining few hours awaiting the final mission details were filled with heavy anticipation. The time waiting allowed him to become more comfortable without his clothing on. He found that there was a unique pleasure created from the open air wafting across his genitals. Even without the wind of the planet’s surface touching him, his long Xipen dick and cloaca felt better and freer the longer they were exposed. 

Now with the ship's automated landing in progress, he could feel his heart begin pounding. He was excited, there was no doubt about that. The mission still required focus though, and as the ship touched ground and the doors opened he leapt from the cold steel to the grass with a clear mind. 

He stood in an open field. The tall grass surrounded a matted down section around the ship. Using his wrist device, Unsal cloaked his ship and sent it back up into the sky. Just as its engine's subtle hum faded into the ambiance of the field, his ship pinged his device with the remaining data. 

TARGET IS KNOWN AS A WILD GOAT AND SHOULD BE ROUGHLY 2.5 TIMES YOUR SIZE. WHEN TARGET IS IN VISUAL RANGE, SCAN IS REQUIRED. FINAL TRANSMISSION UNTIL MISSION COMPLETION. GOOD LUCK.

"Ok then," Unsal said, looking across the field. In the distance he could see a small cluster of animals, which his wrist device pointed him toward. Stepping out across the planet a light breeze now caressed his grey skin. By now though he was more used to being exposed, and was less worried about unnecessary arousal. Still though, with his Xipen dick hanging down to his knees, he couldn't walk very fast without it being too uncomfortable. 

As he approached the herd, Unsal scanned them searching for a male. There were several so he decided to just try to blend in first. From the scan's analysis it replicated the goats' natural scent which Unsal applied over his body to cover his own musk. As he walked through the herd, the goats looked at him, but remained unphased by his presence. Some were laying in the grass while others munched on it.

After standing among them for a few minutes, he took a seat and simply observed their behavior. He watched them graise about, while also glancing between the females and males. His scans indicated that the females were one by one slowly entering their seasonal heat. The males would occasionally nudge the backside of a female to indicate interest. Unsal made sure to scan these females to analyze and replicate the pheromones and musk created by their heat. He decided that to properly be courted by a male, he would need to make his cloaca irresistible. Thus for his first few days among the herd, he followed them from field to field as he collected a mountain of data on what the males were seeking in a mate. 

Unsal learned much with his time among the herd. Not only of the males' unique way of fighting for a mate with each other, but also about how the herd's group dynamics protected them from predators. He even got the opportunity to witness two of the goats mating, although he was a bit of a distance from them.

Shortly after witnessing the mating of the one pair, Unsal decided it was time to synthesize his "heat pheromones."  Breaking off from the herd, he headed to a nearby stream. 
For the pheromones to work properly he had to be sure his entire cloaca (both inside and out) was covered by the synthesized formula. Diverting a small bit of water away from the steam and into a hole filled with stones he prepared throughout the past few days, he sat back and spread his legs out in the grass. His wrist device used the surrounding air and some of the water as materials for its internal matter converter. He applied a hybrid of all of the recent females' musk with the analyzed pheromones, the small pool of water. Slowly the thin liquid changed into a pool of gelatinous material perfect for Unsal to utilize. 

With his Xipen dick hanging over one leg (out of the way), he laid flat on his back and scooped a handful of the gel into his right palm. With his left hand, he pushed two fingers into his cloaca and spread it apart. The sensation of the air rushing into his hole sent a shiver up his spine. Taking a deep breath he slathered the gel into his stretched opening. The fragrant gel covered his entire crotch, and the lower walls of his cloaca. With his left hand he used the gel as a lubricant to pump his fingers in and out while he reached back to the pool with his right. 

"Ungh," he moaned as he worked the cool gel deeper into himself. Adding another finger he stretched himself wider as he pushed more gel inside. Then with both hands, he took turns with each pushing the gel as deep as he could inside himself. Where he couldn't reach with his fingers, he clenched and released his internal muscles spreading the gel through every corner. 

As it absorbed into the surface of his skin and the inner walls of his cloaca, he noticed a single male approaching him from the direction of the herd. A sudden panic filled his mind as he sat up and pulled out his fingers. Wiping the remaining gel onto his dick, he stood up and kicked dirt into the pool covering the remnant gel. 

Not entirely sure of himself, he got down on all fours and turned around letting the male approach him from behind. 
"Calm down Unsal. Just let him smell you," he whispered to himself. He somewhat expected to need to return to the herd before he was approached by one of them, but perhaps the gel was more potent than he thought. The male was also alone, which was unusual. It seemed there wouldn't be any dispute over himself, which in Unsal's mind was a little disappointing. Little did he know however, that a dispute over mating would be the least of his concerns. The male that had approached him had only recently matured and was the most virile in the herd. It also had an unusually long member compared to the other males in the herd. Though it wasn't very thick, it rivaled the deer from Unsal first mission. 

The goat now was smelling Unsal's cloaca, becoming erect in the process. The creature's distinctive musk was all Unsal needed to know the first phase of his mission was a success. He waved his hips from side to side, enticing the goat to mount him. That was all the creature needed and it leapt up onto Unsal's back, letting its legs drape over his shoulders. He gasped as the goat's long cock probed at his cloaca. It shuffled into position, aligning itself for perfect penetration. Once the goat was close enough that its instinctual thrusts were able to meet Unsal, the creature buried its 11 inch cock the whole way into him. 

"Ah!" Unsal exclaimed, feeling the warm shaft violate him all at once. He wasn’t expecting things to escalate so quickly, but once the shock wore off he was left to enjoy the pleasure of being bred once again. 
The goat's thrusts were fast and rough as it desperately drilled him. With every single poke, his own Xipen cock twitched from the sensation of being touched from the inside. Despite his best efforts to hold back his moans, he just couldn't help but let his voice carry over the hills. 

Though he wanted it to last forever, the goat was quick to reach climax. It never stopped or even slowed its thrusts, as it shot out its hot seed. Unsal gasped feeling a surprising amount of cum splash into his cloaca. The goat might not have had a very thick cock, but its impressive length and considerable volume of cum more than made up for the difference. Unsal clenched his fists as his insides quickly filled to the brim. He could feel the pressure inside of him build as the goat's release tapered off. It was almost impossible for him to hold back his own orgasm with how much cum was now inside him. 

Stepping back and letting its cock fall out, the goat licked Unsal's cloaca, cleaning up the remaining cum dribbling down his legs. As soon as the creature finished licking, Unsal fell to his side in exhaustion. 
"Sweet Xipas," he whispered, "What a load!" Any more than one of those a day, might break me." He glanced up and the goat walked over and laid down beside him. Its cock slowly disappearing back into its sheath. Unsal's own cock throbbed, aching for attention, but he knew he had to remain with the creature for now. The two laid side by side until the goat had fallen asleep. Adding an extra dose to a tranquilizer, he sedated the creature in order to keep it in one place while he returned to the ship. 

… …

Once aboard his vessel, Unsal quickly realized the built up cum into one of the repository capsules. With the lid tightly sealed and placed back in storage, he sat on the cold metal floor and quickly began pumping his cock with both hands. After such an eventful day he was desperate for release. He thought back to the goat's forceful rhythm as it pounded his cloaca earlier on. He wished he could have stroked himself while it happened, but he still respected the mission. Now alone though, he was free to fantasize about the next session with the creature. 
"Yes! Breed me harder!" He shouted, squeezing his precum onto the floor. "A…AHHH!" Unsal's whole body tensed up and his dick throbbed uncontrollably, releasing his thick Xipen seed. Pointing away from himself as to not disturb the pheromones in his cloaca, he shot stream after stream across the floor. Eventually after several minutes of near constant release his climax had ended. Breathing heavily he looked over the mess he had created rather proudly. It was just the release he needed to maintain a level head for his return. Quickly cleaning up, he returned to his new mate to rest and await the rising sun.

For the next 2 weeks that became Unsal's routine. He would spend the morning with the herd, then in the late afternoon break away with his mate to collect its seed. Sometimes they would mate a second or even third time, one after the other. After being filled he returned to the ship for deposit and every other day for his own release. It was tough work, but Unsal enjoyed every second of it. 

On his last day with the goat, he allowed the creature to fill him well beyond capacity. Starting much earlier than usual, he presented his cloaca one last time and simply remained ready for more after each release. The goat being a simple creature took every opportunity to jump Unsal. Though much of the cum was wasted that final day, Unsal didn't really care. He was going to milk every last drop from his mate before departure…and sure enough he did. By the time Unsal was able to sneak away from the herd one last time, his mate had passed out and Unsal himself was barely able to walk.

"What a mission," he thought, as he signaled the ship and casually stroked his shaft. "I think my cloaca is actually sore! Perhaps I'll ask Savas for a break tomorrow."