ziggyplayedguitar | So, Your Boyfriend is an Alien...

"I'll answer any that I can, if I can't answer them, I can call my mother and father. They probably do." He wanted to support his friend and his partner as much as he can. Part of that was certainly some prodding by Hiroki. However the first questions are expected, the most expected honestly.

"I haven't done genetic testing but I can feel the similarities."they could get to that later. "I'm not sure how his parents fall, but like mine, one was human and one Anthean. The Antheans are an alien race, probably the closest to Earth in my universe.. probably his too."

Ziggy is speculating a little on some of it. "He's not exactly a he, neither am I. It's just easier to go with the physical appearance when your culture isn't accepting and is downright violent, though I know Jack isn't aware he's anything but human. I'm not sure how to bring that up." Ziggy's voice in tone betraying how own world hasn't been kind to him either, though Ziggy knows it is nowhere near as rough as for Jack. "The genetics of the species don't match exactly, so we're human males and Anthean females."

He waits, letting that much soak in and sips his coffee waiting for the next wave of questions.

"Antheans. So Jack is one of these Antheans just like you are?"

The thought was dawning on Balthazar who was trying to digest that his lover was an alien. It wasn't the Ministry who had done this to him, who had twisted and experimented on his body. The pouch and cool skin were all natural to him. Another sip and he swallowed slowly, allowing the bitter tang of his coffee to coat his tongue.

"I just assumed that the Ministry had experimented on him in regards to his pouch. Those bastards are sick enough to try that sort of thing on anyone. Also, the slick palms. Why does he have slick secreting from his hands and pouch?"

What purpose could it possibly serve? Ziggy mentioned about him and Jack being both human male and Anthean female at the same time. Was it possible that the pouch was some sort of gestation sac? The angel just stared a little and was finding all of the information to be slightly overwhelming but wanted to stay and listen. He had to. No matter what. He loved Jack.

"Half." Ziggy corrects. "We're hybrids between the two species."

That point is important, especially if any others come to the Nexus who aren't as friendly about hybrids. Ziggy frowns at the comments and lets out a heavy breath.

"Humans have experimented on my mother's species. I suspect whomever in the ministry, that got ahold of Jack, has an idea of what he is. Too much of the little that he remembers is exactly what humans did to my uncle, who is an Anthean."

As the conversation turns toward lighter topics Ziggy's presence shifts and all the gloom fades to a bright hopefulness. "The slickness means you're doing something right. Anthean sex is.. different than humans. Males don't have external genitals. I'm not sure what blend of genetics causes only part of us to react like an Anthean body but the slickness is arousal. The palms are..hmmm.. a bit like the inner thighs as far as sexual stimulation. His body may differ from mine, but wherever he gets wet should be a good place for touching, lips, biting or whatever the two of you find out he likes. I guess you could approach the spots he gets wet like a human woman and those places are just as sensitive to the right touch dry as they are wet."

Ziggy stops, takes a drink of coffee, waits a bit then goes on. "Though Antheans aren't marsupials it's a good analogy for reproduction. I don't known if I'm fertile, or if he is either. You can fuck the opening in the pouch if you're careful and take your time. It takes some acrobatics but if you want to know positions for it..."

Ziggy was not above teaching the angel how to fuck his lover beyond the human bodily methods. Ziggy would have been glad for a teacher when he and Hiroki muddled thier way through it. "I'm not the best person for talking about Anthean reproduction. My mother would probably be willing to talk to you about it if you wanted to know. My dad too, maybe.. he's seen it from a human perspective."

"Hybrids. Right."

Balthazar began memorising what Ziggy had said to him so far and on top of that was making a note on paper, jotting down important information he had to know. Sipping more of his coffee, the angel added some whiskey into it via the use of a hipflask he had conveniently concealed in his jacket pocket. Shit, he needed it right now.

Jack was a half-alien.

That part was still sinking in when Ziggy began talking about the pouch and what ramifications came with it. Nodding now and then, Balthazar frowned at the explanations, concentrating hard on each minute detail. That would explain the slick.

"So...there is a way to fuck the pouch. I'm guessing Jack and I could try different positions one night. It could be pleasurable for us both."

Balthazar was open to suggestion about contacting Ziggy's parents for more clarity regarding the Anthean pouch. So much information yet the angel was processing it all with a surprising relaxed approach. He did need more booze though, so a good half a flask went into the last of his coffee.

"Not the pouch, well I guess you could, but the opening inside." Ziggy stops and asks very seriously for the nature of the question. "How well endowed are you? If you got a lot I'd start with fingers and toys first."

The next thing that came to Ziggy's mind had him laughing and it takes a moment to get it together. "He's a virgin, at least that part anyway. You can't just go shoving in whatever you want right away."

He takes a drink of coffee and then goes on, completely unphased by the subject matter. "I'd start by trying facing each other and letting him have the reins for penetration the first few times. If he's like me it might trigger some changes. You're going to be kickstarting his female side. Antheans are different than humans... I don't know how his body will react but if you get into a routine you might end up with some very primal responses. Antheans use empathic connections and pheromones. If he's got them...." Ziggy just trails off and then shakes his head. "I have no damned idea how any of this will effect an angel."

Ziggy's question regarding his sex organ caused him to snort in amusement like a teenage boy at that question. It wasn't everyday that a half-Anthean rock star asked how big his cock was.

"Oh, I'm rather large, darling. It will have to be fingers and toys first then."

A feint blush tinted the angel's cheeks knowing they were in a public setting and Ziggy was casually discussing sexual organs at the table. That and positions and sex toys. It was all very scientific of course. Balthazar drew a picture of a vibrator and a pair of fingers next to his crude sketch of Jack's pouch. As for the virgin part? The angel made sure that was noted since he didn't want to take the lead if Jack was unsure. Allowing his lover to take the lead made sense in that regard.

"Alright. So, I've documented most of what you've been saying. The rest is memory. Pheromones. They can be quite important. I mean, I do use aftershave a lot, sandalwood, and cologne."

He was wondering if that made any difference to Jack's sensory experience during sex.

"If you're too big it might not work. There are limits." It's just a comment. He wasn't exactly looking at Balthazar's cock while Jack was kissing him. He notices the doodles and smiles a little. "I take it you've had a hand inside of him. Does he know or was he out of it?" Sexually or high, with Jack it could be either honestly.

Ziggy leans over and takes the pencil and starts drawing. He's descent at it from drawing out costume ideas. It shows two, rather detailed people.. detailed enough to tell who they are, laying on their sides facing each other. "Whomever is thrusting needs to have their leg over the hips of the other to get leverage. And you'll need to tuck your hips up a little to get the right angle."

Ziggy sets down the pencil and his eyes go mischievous and sparkling. "I've been trying to figure out if there's away to fuck my partner while he's doing this."

Crass was hardly a title he turned away from but the comments about aftershave get the half Anthean giggling again. "I'm sure he likes some scents more than others."

That was true of humans even with their reduced senses. "They're more of a bonding stimulant, I think."

Ziggy frowns a little in the pause "I don't know if Jack is empathic and telepathic. Antheans are and I am but his... It's latent, or maybe whatever they did to his mind is interfering or he's just weak. I don't know but usually bonding is a telepathic and empathic bond. My father can hear and feel my mother at a distance."

"I'm sure we can work something out, even if I am on the larger size."

As for the pouch and when Balthazar actually slid his fingers in? Jack was most definately out of it, since it had been after the wild Halloween party when everyone was high and drunk. The empathy was almost overwhelming to the angel who had fucked Jack from behind whilst pinning Ziggy against the wall. What a night. When the paper was taken from him, Balthazar squinted at the drawing and wondered how it could be achieved.

"Ah, I see. So laying down facing one another like this..."

He pointed to the way the two lovers were in bed with access to the pouch. It really was very interesting and intuitive too. Without Ziggy, he'd really have no idea and would be at a loss to Jack's pouch. Then, there was the slick palms too.

"Before when we were in bed...Jack's palms got slick and he enjoyed me licking and biting them. I suppose they'd be an erogenous zone like the nipples or inner thighs? Those are mine."

Was he actually discussing his sexual secrets with Ziggy? Why not? It could help Jack further down the line.

"Both laying on your side like you're cuddling is the easiest and least likely to cause pain accidentally. Start there. You can do a modified missionary, him laying on his back, and straddling a little higher on his hips. You need to be familiar with the angle first and I can't say what that's like for him specifically. I can tell you if it hurts it's an instant turn off. It feels like you've been shot in the stomach." Ziggy is talking from experience of accidental sexual mishaps and being shot. "Go slow. It might even be worth getting off first and using a second round when you're less aroused and likely to start pounding."

It was graphic but explicit instructions, in all senses of the words were needed. That question though. "A pure Antheans, their whole bodies get wet. The palms are more like rubbing someone through panties, though he might experience it differently. It's more a lets fuck than a I might be getting hot and want to touch you."

"Right. I think I'm understanding the whole positions thing and yes, I do tend to pound right off the bat. It's the warm, wet heat urging my cock to slide in faster. The friction you see."

Balthazar could guess what Ziggy knew regarding the angel's desire and need to fuck his lover hard. It was the natural thing to do. Yet, all of this would need to be taken slow to allow Jack to adjust as well as to be mindful of his insides. Causing him pain would be the last thing he wanted. He would have to jerk himself off perhaps and then attempt a penetration.

"If I used a dildo on him and vibrated it inside....the soft raised bump. Is that a form of clitoris?"

He had to know since he'd touched it that night after the party and it did feel like a woman's clit.

"Just fuck, get a shower, have a glass or three of wine, then try." Ziggy was trying to think of ways to calm things without exhaustion. Come to think of it, that does sound like a good night to have.

"I would wait for vibrating things." Ziggy sips at his coffee. "Biologically, no, but sensations.. maybe. I don't have a clitoris to compare to but it's very sensitive. More than the head of my cock." Ziggy could feel the rushing and sighs. "Take your time. Fingers only for awhile, then move on. You don't need fancy things if you're good enough with your hands."

Ziggy glances around and smirks. "I suggest fingering while cocksucking"

"Fuck, shower, wine and pouch. Ok, got it."

It would be good if the angel could cool down a little before delving around inside of Jack's pouch. The heavy approach would not work in this instance and nor would a rushed one. Ziggy's guidance taken on-board in the form of Balthazar's concentrated expression and illustrations. A wine glass and shower cubicle added to the lewd doodles.

"Fingering, yes. Good idea. I'm pretty good with these too."

A playful waggle of his fingers and the angel slipped two into his mouth before pulling them back out again.

"What about trying for anal and fingering the pouch? Is there any way that can be achieved?"

Ziggy cocks his brow curiously at the playful gesture and mimics it back except with a fang dragging down the length of his fingers and a show of nearly being able to wrap his tongue all the way around both fingers. Anthean blood gave him more flexibility, sometimes in unexpected places. Smiling slyly he just returns to drinking his coffee as if he had done absolutely nothing.

He thinks on the question and crumples his face a little. "I think it would be too much to be fucked and have that done at the same time. My lover riding me and fingering me would be good I think. I'm not as dominant as Hiroki so that isn't as common for us."

He had a feeling that Jack leaned that way too just seeing him interact with Hiroki and Balthazar.

So, perhaps riding Jack whilst fingering his pouch at the same time? That could work because then he'd have his fingers free to pleasure his lover's pouch. Balthazar wasn't against being the submissive one if it meant both would experience exquisite pleasure.

"Yes, that could work. I could ride Jack's cock and finger his pouch at the same time."

It may take them a few tries to get it right but Balthazar wanted to give it a go. Jack would feel better knowing his angel was taking care of him and offering up new sexual experiences.

"What about using telepathy and empathy during sex? Will it heighten the arousal and orgasm for us both? An example being me offering up erotic thoughts while I fuck Jack."

"You could lay around and finger him." Ziggy shrugs. "It's just another erotic place to touch. Everything doesn't have to be about extremes and orgasm. Just enjoy each other."

Antheans were sensual after all, lots of touching and caressing. He wonders if Jack remembers any of that or if it is instinct. It's not something he knows and so he goes on. "I don't know about Jack but Antheans are a species that enjoy physical contact just for contact. He's... I don't know if he's had a lot of time to relearn anything like that. He says he only remembers 5 or 6 years."

Ziggy was going to mention his work but thought better of it since this was a conversation about building closeness.

"Jack is empathetic but I'm not sure he knows. He could be telepathic too." Ziggy admits but with how clean his mind had been wiped it was hard to tell. "You could. Personally, I prefer to indulge in what my partner is feeling. I don't project specific images. That's something for the two of you to explore. I don't know what you might like."

Ziggy considers something, biting his lip for a moment before he speaks. "You know... Jack is just learning who and what he is... Maybe you should just focus on him and you instead of all this other stuff.. sex toys and additional images and everything. He doesn't have all the experience you and I do. He's a blank slate in some ways and needs to start at the ground, the simple things. There's so many things he just doesn't remember or maybe never had. Dumb things that teenagers do like falling asleep on the couch together or making out in the dark at a movie or anything. I'm not even sure anyone has touched him without it being because they wanted sex from him."

Pain suddenly shows up in Ziggy's voice and he clams up immediately. There's a sadness growing in Ziggy's presence that is heavy, oppressive and tangible like the place has darkened. There's been thoughts plaguing Ziggy since he met Jack that he hasn't talked about except in an off hand way to Hiroki. Ziggy's gaze turns down to his cup, troubled and brow furrowed.

Ziggy's words amplified in the angel's mind regarding the use of touch and sensory pleasure instead of just using the conventional ways of sex. Of course Balthazar was open to all forms of comforting Jack, including telepathy and feeding off his empathy. Being an angel did have it's advantages when being able to communicate on a higher level with someone. It was just Jack's Anthean side was still very alien to him. There would of course be lots of snuggles with wings and arms.

"Alright. No toys for now...just touching with fingers. Feather-light caresses and stimulation of the skin and possibly the mind. I'll be as caring as possible."

More doodles. This time of a head with zig-zags coming from it. That was the telepathy side. It was then Balthazar noticed the swift change in Ziggy's features. Something was gnawing at him. But what? The angel gently laid a hand on the other man's arm, concerned.

"Ziggy?"

Ziggy looks up at the touch to his arm. He's shaking uncontrollably like he's cold. His gaze stays on the angel and he tries to force it out. Instead going a round about way at first. It's easier.

"I was born on a ship and came to Earth because I.. well I have visions sometimes about the future. My uncle does too. He knew I was coming to help Earth before I was born... but I had visions that Earth only had five years before the damage to the planet and society was too much to save."

Ziggy stops, sighs and puts down his mug before he spills it on himself. "I came to Earth to save it 2 years ago and time's short."

He looks away, anywhere that isn't at the angel or other people's faces. It takes him awhile. "My uncle looked at Jack's mind to see if we could help with his memories.. there's nothing left...but.. well Antheans are very skilled telepaths and my uncle is thousands of years old. He.. we..."

Ziggy frowns and feels his chest crushing in. "I'm pretty sure Jack is me..or what will happen to me if I don't succeed. I don't know. Thomas felt it, felt me in Jack's mental patterns."

Squeezing Ziggy's arm just to try and steady him a little, Balthazar knew he was dredging up bad memories or just trying to get the words out. They must be serious and they were. The angel swallowed hard; his Adam's Apple bobbing slowly in his throat at what the half-Anthean was saying.

"It's ok...just take your time."

At hearing about Ziggy's uncle and that Jack was the version if it all went wrong. It was powerful stuff and caused the angel to inhale a sharp breath as he tried to stop emotion welling up inside of him. But, it was so hard.

"I'm so sorry--I can't even begin to imagine what it must be like for you and your family. Jack....he's everything to me."

Glancing down at the drawings on the table, Balthazar put down his pencil and took a deep cup of coffee, just trying to digest everything Ziggy was telling him. Aliens, worlds being destroyed. It was overwhelming to say that least.

"I haven't told anyone else." Ziggy tells the angel. "I don't think it will help anyone else to know; not Jack or my family, but I think you should know."

Ziggy leans over and touches Balthazar's cheek and temple while projecting calm to him. Ziggy isn't calm but that doesn't mean he can't help the other man. "Knowing he might be me will help you take care of him and give him what he needs but I don't think we should tell anyone else, not yet. Maybe never."

It was only natural that Ziggy wanted to keep such a personal thing regarding his heritage a secret here within the Nexus. Less questions to answer then. Balthazar would indeed keep the man's alien heritage a secret if asked since he came to view Ziggy as a close friend. The touch was welcome as the angel leaned into it, sighing softly as he felt the Anthean project a force of calm.

"Whatever is best for you will be best for Jack. I will take on board what you've told me today, Ziggy. The advice and my drawings. Intimacy, time and love. That's what I can offer Jack regarding his heritage. Hopefully, we'll figure this out together and in his own time."

Lots of snuggling and touching might help, along with a listening ear and patience.

"I think he needs to know he's half alien, but I don't know how to tell him." Ziggy answers honestly. "I think it would be good to tell him that he's related to my family. I think he could use more people around him but...." Ziggy sighed heavily. ".. I don't think telling him that he might be a future me has any benefit."

Ziggy stands and leans across the table to hug the angel. "I trust you. I'll be here, my partner, and if you get ballsy my parents who can help you through any tricky places. "

He lets go and then sits back down. "Now, the heavy shit's done. We should be friends if you're going to be banging my brother and sister."

"You're right. Jack deserves to know but in his own way. I think by us spending intimate times together, not necessarily fucking, but holding each other and finding out about each other. That might be the key to allowing him to find out just who he really is."

Balthazar had thought about this and wondered how he would broach the subject. Ziggy's advice proving invaluable. The hug felt good, like how a brother or close friend would bond with someone. He picked up Ziggy's hand and kissed the back carefully. He knew not to touch the palm since that wasn't the reaction he was after.

"Thank you, Ziggy. Oh, I will be fucking your twin a lot. No doubt we will be inseparable good friends."

"I'll get my mother to send you some background on our species so you can at least deal with easier questions."

Ziggy smiles at the returned touch and settles into his seat only to laugh. "I hope you do fuck him a lot. If he's anything like me he craves it as much as food."

"That will be helpful, thank you."

Invaluable also to have an actual Anthean assist Balthazar in his exploration of his lover. She could have answers that would alleviate the angel's loss and confusion. At Ziggy's words, he smirked whilst running a hand through his hair.

"Oh, we've fucked everywhere, love. Also, don't be a stranger. You're welcome to visit at the house whenever you want."

"I have with mine too, or we're working on a list." Ziggy grins and winks playfully at the angel who is quickly becoming his friend. "You're welcome at mine too. Same with yours and his kids."

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