Becoming A Goober (Patreon)

I decided to freshen up a very old story I changed to "mpreg" a long time ago. It's been switched to third person and will be quite different from the original. Hope you enjoy!

Becoming A Goober - Revisited

By

Brimmingbelly04

Part One

Throughout his three years of rigorous training to become a Deep Space navigator, Preston received a lot of warnings. Never were they personal or personnel ones from getting in trouble though, they were warnings about things, places and species to avoid once he was out in Space all alone.

There were so many “people,” places and things he'd been warned to be careful of or to avoid if possible, that Preston had a hard time remembering them all, but he tried. Probably not as much as he should've, but to his credit, he was a young and (overly) cocky human, a species well-known throughout the galaxies for their lack of inhibition. Also to his credit, most of the time, Preston tried enough that he was never too worried about who, what or where he'd encounter next.

The first thing Preston did following receiving his navigator's credentials, was purchase his own transport ship so he could deliver goods and people throughout the galaxies. Leasing a ship from a transport company would've been much cheaper and kept him from going into debt, but cocky Preston was eager to make a name for himself and his newly founded business, and fortunately, he did.

Two years into his career, the still new navigator paid his transport ship off in full. Preston still tried to remember and heed all the warnings he'd received during his training, but he'd obviously been bitten by the bug by then and was most concerned with making more money. He grew so confident in himself and his abilities that in his book, people, places and things should've been more concerned about him than the other way around.

Having been fortunate enough to have found relatively quick and easy success, soon enough, Preston's ambitions knew no bounds… Almost before he knew it, he was making deals with any and everyone he could, moving any and everything, any and everywhere.

Successful and fortunate as he was, that's not to say the young navigator's life and/or job were easy… As nice as it was to be his own boss, that meant Preston had to be responsible (as he could be) at all times. Doing so came with great rewards and benefits, but he had to focus to stay on top of his game.

All that said, Preston was happy. For the most part, anyway… He was still young enough to enjoy all the travel he was doing, and of course, he very much enjoyed seeing how quickly his accounts were filling with credits. Most of the sacrifices he made were not just understandable, but literally, worth it, but a few were more difficult to ignore than others…

Being a human male of a certain age (presently, twenty-four,) the most constantly pressing challenge he had to deal with was loneliness… Not long into his career, Preston could've easily been able to afford hiring a co-navigator to not only handle some of his duties, but to keep him company.

Tempting as that more often than not proved, he wasn't willing to share any profits he was making. Not yet, anyway… Maybe someday, but not now.

Still, it was really hard to spend weeks if sometimes not months, all alone as he traversed Deep Space. Yes, there was his ship's incredible AI system to interact with, and yes, he spent loads of time in his transport's expensive as it was impressive gym, but one can only workout so much and talk to a “robot” for so long…

As such, whenever he could, even though he'd been warned against doing so, Preston would pick up hitchhikers.

While his constant as they were vast travels, presented him with countless options, the navigator remained impressively selective when it came to who he took onboard. But sometimes, an intergalactic hitchhiker would prove to be just too attractive in one way or another, for him to ignore…

Juan, ended up being one of them…

*****

Preston found himself at Trelifaria Spaceport refueling for another long haul, this time carrying medical equipment of one sort or the other. As his ship was being refilled, he walked around it to stretch his legs, intermittently inhaling from his vaping device as he did. True, he did Earth miles a day on his workout equipment, but whenever he had the chance, Preston spent his time outside his vessel, and on this particular night, he was quite literally, handsomely rewarded…

Seeing as he was standing out on an active flight deck, he wasn't expecting to be approached by anyone other than a member of the port's maintenance or refueling crew… But as soon as Preston heard someone approaching and he looked up from his communications device (which he was obsessed with while it presently had service,) he knew immediately that the approaching hunk wasn't part of any sort of crew…

The humanoid(?) was big and studly, with dark brown, almost black hair, and looked to be about the same age. He had about three inches on Preston's 5'11” frame and was jacked. Really jacked.

He was wearing a tight black jumpsuit that left little to the imagination. If anyone ever fit the definition of “tall, dark, and handsome,” it was him. Preston didn't know where to look first?

“Hey, handsome. Where you headed?” He asked Preston in an accent the navigator had never heard before but immediately liked.

Preston smiled up at him then frowned a little. This hunk wasn't going to want to go where he was going… “Unfortunately, nowhere exciting, just the frontier.”

“I love the frontier,” the handsome stud smiled back. “It's kind of the definition of exciting,” he chuckled.

“Not when it takes six months to get there…” the navigator rolled his eyes.

“Do you have anyone to keep you company on your journey?”

Preston shook his head. “I wish, but the life of a navigator tends to be pretty solitary.”

 “Well would you like some company?”

 He raised his brows. “You want to come with?”

 The taller man nodded. “I was hoping to head that way myself. I'd love a ride if you'd be willing to give me one?”

Preston had to fight hard to keep from breaking into a big, goofy grin. He knew he was a good-looking guy, but he couldn't believe this stud wanted to accompany him on such a long and boring journey.

“I wouldn't be able to pay you and my ship is fairly new, but it's a rather basic transport model so there won't be much to keep you entertained,” he cautioned, still trying to play it cool. “It does have a nice gym though,” he added.

“I can tell,” the taller man winked at him as he eyed him up and down. “I'm Juan,” he said, offering his hand.

“Preston.”

“Preston,” Juan repeated as they shook, his grip firm and strong. “I'm not looking for payment, just a ride,” he assured. “And as far as entertainment goes, we'll have each other if I come along, won't we?” He winked again.

“Yeah,” Preston nodded. “I guess we would.”

“When are you leaving?”

He checked the time. “Ship should be ready to go in about three hours.”

“Then I'll be back in two and a half,” Juan replied. “So long as that's OK with…”

“Yeah, totally!” Preston cut in, forgetting all about keeping cool. “See you then!”

“See you then,” Juan smiled as he turned and walked away, giving the excited navigator his first good look at his big, muscular ass.

Woof.

Three hours later, right on time, Preston was given clearance to take off. Not wanting to be too forward or presumptive, once they were in orbit, he led Juan to the small room across the hall from his own. He stood in the doorway and chatted with Juan as he unpacked, which didn't take long seeing as he hadn't brought much with him, just a few extra jumpsuits and toiletries.

Once he'd been cleared to leave orbit, Preston entered the calculations for his destination. In order to shave a week or so off the trip, he programmed the ship to pass through three constellations, the gravitational push from which would kind of sling shot them through Deep Space. Programming the maneuver wasn't easy, so he had to concentrate, but Juan seemed to have other ideas whether he meant to or not…

He was quiet as he sat next to the busy navigator up in the bridge, but since Preston was used to being alone more often than not, silent as it was, his presence was distracting. Not long into the journey, Juan's presence physically became distracting… Out the corner of his eye, Preston saw him start to fidget and pull at the zipper on his jumpsuit.

“Are you hot?” He asked.

“A little,” Juan nodded.

“Sorry,” Preston apologized.”I have to route all available power to the thrusters a little longer,” he explained.

“Of course,” Juan nodded as he suddenly stood. “You don't mind if I…” he paused as he nodded down at his zipper. “Undo this a little more in the meantime?”

 Assuming he was only going to pull his zipper down a little (which he still knew he'd enjoy,) the navigator smiled as he shook his head. “Make yourself at home.”

“Thanks,” the taller, hunky man smiled back before proceeding to pull the zipper all the way down to his waist.

Once he had, Juan carefully peeled himself out of the top of the jumpsuit, revealing his fantastic, perfectly tanned upper body. He had muscles for days, in all the right places, as well as just the right amount of body hair. Preston fought hard to not moan out loud.

“That's so much better!” Juan sighed as he raised his arms above his head and stretched. “Aren't you warm?” He asked as he inadvertently flexed his arms.

Preston suddenly was. Very much so.

“I'm… yeah,” he nodded.

“Undo your suit,” Juan suggested.

“Oh, I, uh…” Preston replied with a nervous laugh. “I'm OK. I'm… I'm used to the heat!” He nodded.

“Well I'm not!” His new shipmate replied as he shimmied the jumpsuit a little further down his hips, revealing his Adonis lines and even some of his bush.

“It'll be hard on the engines, but I can turn the air on now if you…”

“I'll manage,” Juan waved as he sat back down. “But what about you?” He asked. “Are you sure you'll be able to?”

Normally, Preston was able to handle his ship heating up while he diverted all available power to the thrusters without issue, but not this time… Before he knew what he was doing, he finished his programming, or he could stop himself, Preston found himself engaging the autopilot function, after which he all but jumped to his feet.

"Um, is everything OK?” Juan asked as he gave the suddenly agitated navigator a slight frown.

“Everything's fine,” Preston nodded. “Except for you're right… It is getting hot,” he nodded some more.

“Well you said it won't be for much longer, right?”

 “I have an idea,” he continued without answering the question. Something to keep us cool in the meantime.”

“Oh?”

 “A shower.”

 “Simple, but OK,” Juan nodded. “I guess you're gonna go first since you're already up… Is there anything I need to do while you're…”

 “I engaged the autopilot, so neither of us need to do anything,” Preston shook his head. “So, um… If you're interested, maybe we could, uh…” he trailed off as he suddenly looked down at his feet.

“Are you asking me if I'd like to take a shower with you?” Juan smirked up at him.

Preston grunted. “I'm trying to… But only if you want to! We, uh… Well, we didn't really discuss much before we took off, so it's possible I'm barking up the wrong tree, but I kinda assumed that, um…” he trailed off again.

His most recent and very handsome, now basically half naked, hitchhiker, chuckled. “Yes, Preston, I am interested,” he confirmed with a nod. “But…” he too suddenly trailed off.

‘Damn it!’ Preston groaned to himself. ‘Why does there have to be a but?!’

“But..?” He repeated in a questioning tone as he forced himself to look up from his feet and smile.

“But,” Juan repeated. “I thought your idea was supposed to help cool us off?”

 “It…”

“Even if the water is freezing, taking a shower with you is only going to make me hotter,” he continued. “You too, I assume?”

Preston laughed as he nodded rather emphatically. “Oh, most definitely!”

Juan grinned up at him as he placed his hands on his armrests. “So long as we're on the same page!” He winked as he pushed himself up, his bared biceps bulging even more in the process.

As soon as he was standing, Preston grabbed Juan by his closest arm and proceeded to all but drag him off the bridge. On their way to the bathroom, he started undoing his jumpsuit. Seeing him struggle, Juan laughed, freed himself from the navigator's waning (but by no means, less interested) grip, and helped. Not even halfway to the bathroom, they were both naked.

Things remained surprisingly tame in the shower… Under the pleasantly cool but not too cold water, the guys kissed for the first time. Their first, tentative smooch quickly progressed to full-on making out as their hands explored one another's body. So far, neither Juan or Preston were disappointed.

As a Deep Space navigator, Preston had gotten quite accustomed to taking brief, precisely timed (three minutes) showers. While his ship was capable of producing more water, it could only make and hold so much. Preston was used to being conservative, but with a “guest” onboard, he recognized that he really needed to be…

That being said, the horny, now hotter than ever, not to mention, painfully erect navigator, found himself willing to be wasteful for the first time in a long time, even if he and Juan wouldn't reach their first refueling/restocking point for another month. Space on the ship was at a premium, the majority of it devoted to cargo, meaning the shower wasn't very big… The guys “fit” in it, but in order for the “fun” to progress, they needed to move onto one of their rooms.

Still, Preston reached for the pad on the wall to restart the shower. As he did, Juan gently knocked his hand away.

“Bedroom. Now,” he said as he leaned into the navigator's right ear and then took it into his mouth and teased it with his tongue.

Preston's eyes rolled back in his head. “Yours, or… mine?” He asked shakily.

“Yours,” Juan purred, literally into his ear as he started to pull Preston from the shower.

*****

They didn't bother with towels. Before Preston knew it, they were in his room, where Juan pushed him back onto his bed. The taller man was quick to follow him but instead of getting on the bed too, he dropped to his knees on the floor between Preston's legs.

The twenty-four year old navigator released a pleasure moan as his throbbing manhood was gently grabbed and squeezed, and then engulfed in its entirety by Juan's mouth. Preston's eyes rolled back in his head as he was physically reminded as to how lucky he was to have found someone as hot and horny as Juan to accompany him on his trip. If things kept going the way they were, there wasn't a chance they were going to get bored.

After a couple minutes of expert-level cocksucking, Juan suddenly let Preston pop from his mouth. As his cock flew up and smacked against his abs, the young navigator lifted his head and looked down beyond his twitching member. His eyes widened as he watched Juan take two of his fingers into his mouth and suck on them.

“Sorry,” the taller man said once he'd freed his now wet digits. “We didn't get a chance to talk about preference,” he winked. “Are you good if I…”

He didn't get or have to finish his question. “Yes!” Preston nodded emphatically. “Do it!”

Juan grinned at him from between his thighs. “Someone's a bossy bottom!” He teased. “I like it!” He winked.

Preston wasn't a “bossy bottom,” but now wasn't the time to make any corrections… What he was was incredibly horny and turned on at the moment, but actually verse to the fullest sense. Preston was happy to take or give cock, depending on the scenario. In this scenario, he was more than happy to take some, but first, a couple fingers…

Eager as he was to have some fun, it'd been some time since Preston had last bottomed. Fingers weren't a cock, but they'd help make the latter more enjoyable to take.

“Oooh…” he moaned, eyes rolling back in his head again as he lifted it off the bed while Juan slowly pushed his fingers inside him. “Fuuuuuuck!” He groaned as they bottomed out.

“You're tight,” Juan quietly noted, his voice a little huskier.

“Sorry…”

“I wasn't complaining.”

 “It's, uh… It's been a… a minute,” Preston replied, already lightly panting.

“It has, has it?”

 “Yeah,” he confirmed, nodding against the bed as Juan began slowly moving his fingers in, out and all around. “Oooooh…” he moaned again.

“You like that?” Juan asked. “Does it feel good?”

“It's… starting to.”

“Good,” he replied, the smirk evident in his voice, even though Preston couldn't see it as he stared back up at his ceiling. “Now just lay back and enjoy, OK..? I'm gonna take real good care of you while I get you good and ready… I'm gonna make you feel incredible,” he promised.

Preston released a languid sigh. “You already are!”

 “Good,” Juan repeated.

That was the last thing he said for the next few minutes… Using his free hand, he took hold of the navigator's cock again and aimed it back at his mouth. As soon as it was all the way in, Juan went back to expertly bobbing his neck, applying the perfect amount of suction with his lips, tongue, and everything else orally related. Preston was in heaven, and not just because he and Juan were literally hurtling through them…

Yes, his hole remained quite tight, so he felt each and every movement Juan's fingers made, but relatively quickly, Preston started to relax and loosen up. The incredible blowjob he was receiving most definitely helped. As such, it wasn't long before along with moaning, Preston was grunting and groaning in an almost animalistic manner.

Despite his slight discomfort and the fact they weren't all that long into their first time together, already, the twenty-four year old was more turned on than he'd ever been before. Preston repeatedly attempted to lift his head and look down between his legs to enjoy the show Juan was performing for and on him, but every time he did, the other man did something extra magical with his mouth, leaving Preston staring back up at the ceiling of his bedroom.

He really, really wanted to watch, because he simply couldn't believe everything was going so well, so soon with his hunky passenger, but Juan kept “defeating” him, or at least his neck… But then all of a sudden, Preston caught a break, but not exactly the one he'd been hoping for…

He cried out in disappointment and surprise as Juan let his cock pop from his mouth again. “What?! No!” He shouted/groaned as he finally succeeded in lifting his head off the bed and keeping it somewhat upright. “I…”

“You about to cum for me?” Juan asked, voice all deep and breathy as he started jerking Preston hard and fast while the fingers on his other hand remained hard at work, nudging and stroking the navigator's prostate.

“Nnnnnnngh!” Preston grunted. “Ooooooooh, fuuuuuck, yeah!” He fervently nodded.

“Yeah, you are…” Juan nodded encouragingly as he stuck his tongue halfway out and started licking his full, pouty lips. “You're gonna shoot a big, fat load all over yourself, aren't you?” He asked, rhetorically, already knowing the answer.

“Nnngh, yeah!” Preston moaned, feeling his orgasm starting to build.

He was right on the edge. He started to pant and moan harder, louder and more rapidly. He was about to blow when Juan suddenly inserted a third finger into his hole, which hurt but also, did the trick.

“Fuuuuuuck!!!” Preston bellowed as he came, his surprisingly massive load shooting all over his taut abdomen.

As he continued to shoot and shoot, he forgot all about the added discomfort of Juan's third finger as he circled his digits around. This was one of the most intense orgasms of Preston's life and in the end, it was the result of a handjob.

“Fuuuuck!” He said again, a little quieter this time as Juan milked the last of his now dribbling seed from him.

“Did you like that?” Juan asked with a smirk as the two of them locked eyes.

Preston nodded rather dumbly as he pushed himself up onto his elbows. “That was… awesome!” He grinned.

“I'm glad you enjoyed it,” Juan smirked back as he released his cock, removed his fingers and started to stand. “I'll go grab a towel so we can clean you…”

“No,” the navigator cut in. “Don't worry about cleaning up now,” he shook his head.

“No?”

He shook his head again. “We're just getting started, aren't we?”

“Yes, we are,” Juan smirked as he climbed onto the bed between Preston's legs.

He gently laid down atop the navigator, the weight of his bare, slightly bigger body feeling perfect. Juan leaned in and a second later, he and Preston were making out again as their cocks rubbing against each other.

A few minutes later, Preston was on all fours with a few pillows propped under his chest. Juan returned to his position at the foot of the bed and stared at the navigator's big, muscular ass. He looked between the large mounds at the now slightly red hole he'd loosened. He'd loved the way his fingers felt inside Preston, so he knew he was going to love having his cock inside him even more.

Preston groaned as Juan slowly entered him. He'd seen and felt his cock, and it wasn't the biggest he'd ever taken, but again, it'd been some time since he'd last bottomed. The pressure was pretty intense since he was still relatively tight but thankfully, Preston wasn't in pain, just full. Increasingly full…

After a few seconds, he felt Juan's crotch press against his cheeks. He'd taken him all. Preston sighed as he slowly moved his ass from side to side, coaxing his hole to stretch a little more around the other man.

“

“Mmm… You're so big and thick!”

“You think so?” Juan chuckled.

“Yeah!” Preston laughed back.

“Do you like it?”

 “It's gonna take a little more for me to get used to it, but yeah,” he nodded as he looked back over his shoulder while still lightly rocking his ass.

“Well safe to say, we have the time for you to get used to it,” Juan winked as he reached down and gently took hold of his waist as his cock twitched inside him.

“That, we do!” Preston chuckled.

Juan went slow and gentle as he allowed the navigator to continue to adjust to his “intrusion.” After a few more minutes, Preston related some more and was back to moaning as Juan started thrusting in and out of him a little harder, faster and longer.

"Oh, yeah…” he grunted. “This is… good!”

“Yeah, it is!” Juan agreed.

“When do I… get to return… the favor?” Preston huffed out as he rocked back and forth, ass slapping against the taller man's crotch.

“So about that…”

 “Yeah..?”

He probably should've done so sooner, but finally, Juan came clean. “I don't bottom.”

“Oh, um… OK,” Preston replied, the surprise and disappointment evident in his voice.

“But don't worry…” Juan continued. “There's plenty of other ways for us to have fun!” He assured.

Preston groaned as his hitchhiker's bulbous tip brushed his prostate in an extra pleasing manner. It was a good thing it did because he couldn't say he was entirely pleased with what he'd just been told…

“Right… I'm sure we'll… figure stuff out in a… way that benefits both of… us,” he nodded.

“Oh, we will,” Juan promised with a grunt. “Fuck, you feel good!”

 “So do… you!”

“Too good!” He grunted again as he took a tighter grip on Preston's waist. “Fuck… I'm gonna cum!”

Even though Preston was still disappointed at having learned he wasn't going to get the chance to fuck Juan, he was also so turned on by then that he almost didn't care. He didn't care so much that before he realized what he was saying, let alone what the eventual implications could or would be, Preston panted out,

“Cum in me!”

“Yeah? You… sure?” Juan asked as he amped up his thrusts.

Preston nodded.

“OK…” he chuckled as he picked up his pace even more, really slamming into the navigator. “You asked for it!”

Preston moaned in anticipation… He took what Juan had just said as sex talk, nothing more, too horny to consider it anything but.

“OoooOooh…” Juan moaned. “Oh yeah… Fuck, Preston…” he panted as he pounded him hard from behind. “Here it…”

Comes.

He slammed all the way back into Preston one more time, then held himself there as he started to shoot. Both men moaned loudly as he began to release spurt after spurt of hot and thick seed. As he was being filled, Preston came again too, this time all over the bed.

“Mmm, yessss!” He cooed, letting his head drop down between his arms as he relished in the sensation of quite literally feeling each and every powerful volley.

As he started to slowly come down from the pleasurable height of his second, recent orgasm, Preston expected Juan to be right behind him seeing as he'd had a bit of a head start, but no… His hitchhiker just kept cumming…

Even though he remained almost entirely still, Juan's spurts didn't taper. They didn't falter or reduce, even the slightest bit. If anything, they suddenly started to get stronger…

“Damn!” Preston couldn't help but laugh as he turned and looked back over his shoulder again. “When was the last time you came?!”

Juan didn't respond. Not verbally, anyway… Instead, he just kept cumming as twitching, throbbing and pulsing cock aside, he otherwise remained entirely still.

Preston laughed again. This time, it sounded a little more anxious and unsure, but what else could he do?! Almost immediately infatuated by the sight of the “man” in front of him, he hadn't bothered asking Juan what exactly he was… It was now (more than) safe to assume that his most recent hitchhiker wasn't human, at least not fully, because none of the many, fully human males Preston had been with (or just knew of) would've been capable of such an epic release.

All of a sudden, the fully confirmed human in the bedroom groaned… Preston groaned because he felt his insides starting to inflate and expand, Juan was shooting so much ejaculate inside of them! He groaned again when he felt his hole start to become tighter again too…

Not only did he remain rock hard, but Juan's cock suddenly started to get bigger… It didn't feel as though it were getting any longer (not that it needed to) but it certainly felt like it was getting wider. A lot wider. The young navigator grimaced as his loosened hole was filled to its relaxed capacity and then some…

“OK… big guy!” He huffed out with a now very nervous laugh. “I think I've had… enough for… now!” He grimaced again as Juan's cock continued its now painful expansion.

Rapidly, it transitioned from feeling like he had a nice, “regular” cock in his ass, to having something that was the girth of a tennis ball. From there, it rapidly progressed to feeling like Preston had something the diameter of a softball inside him, but it didn't stop there, nor did Juan react to his request, other than to keep growing.

“What the fuck, Juan?!” Preston shouted as he tried to scoot forward and away, but he couldn't.

Juan's cock had grown, specifically expanded so much that Preston wasn't able to get it out of him and now, it was really starting to hurt… As he continued to struggle in vain to dislodge his still inflating and releasing member, Juan remained silent and otherwise motionless.

“Gaaahhh!!!” The navigator yelped, his hole burning as it fought to keep up with the stretch suddenly being demanded from it.

Juan's cock, which was big enough to begin with, now felt like it was the size and shape of an old-school American football! Still needing to rid himself of it, Preston reached out and grabbed the headboard, then with a grunt he immediately followed up with a pained yell, he pulled.

As he moved, so did Juan and his now monstrous, still spewing cock. Screaming in agony, Preston dropped his head between his arms. What he saw shocked him…

He saw a belly. A few minutes prior, he would've seen bed beyond his pecs, but not anymore… Now, he had a a small but growing (and aching) round paunch thanks to all of the cum Juan had pumped into him so far.

“Juan!!!” He shouted, but he still didn't respond.

It was like he was in a trance or something? Preston had no idea what was going on or why, but he wasn't having fun anymore and it needed to stop. Letting out another scream to try and deal with his still increasing pain and discomfort, he pulled on the headboard again, harder this time. The only thing this resulted in was more pain and discomfort as the masses in his ass and belly both continued to grow.

But he pulled again. And again and again, all while screaming and now bucking like a bronco, but it did no good. Juan was stuck fast.

All of a sudden, Preston experienced an extra sharp pain somewhere deep inside him. With everything going on, he couldn't tell from exactly where, but it hurt enough to cause his eyes to roll back and for him to pass out.