Every now and then I’ll see a review of someone’s erotica that uses the word “juvenile”—or something similar. They never mention exactly why they call the person’s work that… but the books tend to be ones I enjoyed reading—(unless there was insta-love; I hate that shit. You know what I mean. Essentially, “Oh, your dick is delicious. I love you. Marry me.”) Besides, the big e-retailers have content rules. I’ve had to cut mine and Dyson’s books WAY back so Hommi wouldn’t get banned.
BUT, with this book, I think I’ve figured out what those people mean. And I have just one thing to say to them—“fuck you”. I really enjoyed this book.
I know I’ve mentioned this to a couple of people before, but when I was six, two of my cousins (they are brothers) said, “Hey, look what we found out!” I did look—I did participate—and we had each other’s tally-wackers in each other’s mouths every chance we got for the next five years. So by the time I was eleven, I knew ALL about cock-sucking but not anything about man/man fucking. Couple that with all the sci-fi I read when I was young—and the plot of this book would have been almost exactly what my eleven-year-old brain would have come up with while I was whacking it.
There’s not a lot of fucking in Felix Lance Falkon’s Hung in Space, it’s almost completely a treatise on how delicious cock is. We do get to see one of the bird-aliens get fucked, but most of it is just a reminder that once straight boys taste the dick, even they enjoy it.
At the opening of the book, one of the crew of a spaceship has been thrown in prison on an alien world—for good reason. He is chained in a deep cave and manacled to a wall by his nuts. For the duration of his sentence he’s not allowed any food. To make sure it stays that way and there’s no food-smuggling, when any of his crew come to visit him, they have to strip down and go in naked.
Of course, someone gets the bright idea that to help their fellow crew-mate stay strong, they should feed him the only protein they can sneak into the prison… jizz. At first the whole crew is instructed to jerk off and the prisoner licks it out of their hands… of course it progresses to drinking right out of the hose.
The crewman grows to enjoy cock-suckin’ so much that the rest of the crew get curious and start finding out for themselves what the appeal is—but swallowing jizz takes away much needed food from their crew member. Queue inner turmoil…
I guess the moral of the story is; If you’re gonna commit a crime on an alien world, make sure all your crew-men have big, hangin’ balls. (a maxim I live by, even though I’ve never been off the planet)
I really enjoyed this book. And if you enjoy cock-sucking (all of you, I would assume) and sci-fi, I think you’ll have fun reading this too.
(as an aside, just in case any of you were thinking of doing this. Jizz is not a good source of protein. According to my math, you would have to suck off a little more than 400 men a day to get your recommended daily allowance. Not that I’m now willing to try it!)
