The Ringel Way 1 [NSFW]

Since this is a for-fun short, posting for everyone

This isn't finished, and it'll probably have a second part... but the prompt on the discord was "did Gert and Sinon have sex" and it was suggested that Sinon was probably the FIRST ringel male that Gert had sex with... so... comments appreciated!

NSFW right out the gate!!

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“G-Gert, what’s your deal…” Moani groaned, biting into the pillow under her as she clung to it.

“W-wha?” Gert blinked several times. He could barely get the stars out of his eyes. The rush was still too much for him—it overwhelmed him at times, whispering things into his ears: love, comfort, peace. His cock was half-buried inside of Moani, whose geordian equipment was significantly smaller than any geroo female. There was no way he was getting his swollen knot inside of her. He panted heavily, swapping his paws all over his face and neck. “A-am I doing something wrong? M-Moani, did I hurt you?”

“Oh, hell no,” Moani grunted. “Damn that’s some good dick… it’s just, you’ve been thrusting for like a half hour… I don’t think ringel even have that kind of stamina for a single session… and I definitely don’t. I already came several times, so finish for Envata’s sake!”

She purred. The vibration rattled Gert’s member, and gripping Moani’s hips, he had to thrust himself in several more times. The sheets were soaked with their lubricant juices, but…

“I-I can’t…” Gert squeaked.

“What do you mean you can’t?”

“I-It’s…” Gert whimpered. He couldn’t think straight enough to explain. He could do it with his paws, but he always flinched at touching himself there. As wonderful as it would be to be to release, there was always that bit of anxiety just before…

The door swung open. “Woah!” Inzari suddenly exclaimed. “You two are really at it all on your own, huh?”

“Inzari!” Gert squeaked.

“Hey Inz, can you help the poor guy finish?” Moani mumbled into the pillow. “I think he’s stuck on repeat or something…”

“Oh, didn’t I tell you about geroo?” Inzari sidled up to Gert’s side, tossing her cloak out onto the floor. “The males got a special mechanism…”

“Inzari—” Gert moaned. But he was in too deep to stop. He just kept thrusting, in and out and in an out… he might as well have been trapped there forever.

“All you gotta do…” Inzari slipped her paw between Gert’s legs and tail, sliding her hand over his sheath. Ancestors! Gert twitched at the touch—he was so sensitive there, he could have just…

Inzari curled her fingers around the base of Gert’s cock into a ring, and then jammed them straight up the shaft, right into the base of Gert’s knot. Gert yelped loudly, the panic suddenly over coming him—he tried to pull away, to get out, but Inzari kept his undershaft clenched tight and held on like it was a handrail. Gert’s testicles squeezed up against his tail base and forced a massive wave of seed into Moani’s cavity.

Gert shook heavily, but soon the panic subsided, only to be replaced with that extreme feeling of contentment. He fell over onto his side, and Moani finally flumped down from her ass-in-the-air position to just laying flat on the bed. She was still purring.

Inzari whistled low, examining the mess the big geroo left behind. “Damn, Gert, think you have enough in those balls to feed someone for a day.”

“Can’t talk…” Gert panted, “been thrusting for half an hour… apparently…”

Gert pulled Moani close to himself. She bit at his chin in annoyance but nevertheless, she was purring louder than Gert had ever heard her. It felt very strange, just having permission to have sex with someone else. Gert had really only ever been in a relationship with one female at a time, and well… he was deep in his infatuation with Inzari.

But, well… Moani was sleeping in the same bed with them. And Gert had walked in more than once on Inzari and Moani just… tonguing each others’ genitals. He’d never really seena lesbian relationship before, much less in person. It was fun to get invited in, but he’d just thought of it as having fun with Inzari, and also Moani was invited, too.

She was very cute, after all, for a geordian. Her smile was warm and sincere, and she smelled somewhat harsh, but in a way that was invigorating, like mint soap. He had no trouble kissing her, or nuzzling her, or cuddling her, but this was the first time he’d ever just went and went all the way in with her.

Gert had a hard time saying no. He was probably going to have a harder time admitting to Hiani that he’d gotten himself into a new relationship, but that could wait for later.

Without invitation, Inzari just jumped onto the cuddle pile, kissing Gert on the lips. “You’re getting to be a real ringel now!”

“I guess,” Gert panted. “But… everyone has sex. That’s not just the domain of ringel you know.”

“I suppose.” Inzari stroked Moani’s chest, as she too was heaving laboriously. “We just happen to take it to a different level than most. So… you like fucking Moani?”

“Inzari…” Gert’s ears burned red. He clutched the geordian tighter to himself.

Inzari laughed hoarsely. “I’m curious! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a geroo and a geordian do it like that before…”

“I don’t care,” Gert whimpered. “You guys are special to me.”

“Aww, Gert…” Moani purred. “You’re a pretty decent guy.”

Gert wasn’t so sure. He wasn’t at all sure how much of this he really wanted. He’d been telling himself he was just trying it out for size, sure that at some point some aspect of having a relationship with a ringel would become intolerable, and then he’d quit, and go right back to Hiani, and things would be normal again.

But screwing someone other than Inzari was its own kind of exhilarating. Even with Inzari’s permission, Gert just couldn’t help but be excited at the prospect of having someone else.

Still. It couldn’t all be sexual perfection… right?

There was a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it, you lay there and wheeze.” Inzari sat up on Gert, then kicked herself off like she was swimming in zero-G. With a smooth motion, she picked up the disguise pack from the floor again, and a model of a geroo replaced her as she checked the front door.

Gert grinned down at Moani, and she grinned back.

“No really,” Moani said, “How was it for you?”

“Erm, a little odd…” Gert said. “Not you, of course, no, put your ears back up… I just mean that… well, I keep expecting to get in second trouble for just having fun with you…”

“Oh, you might,” said a voice speaking in Ringelese.

Gert suddenly sat up. Sinon stood at the door, removing the bracelet from his wrist. “Moani, I’m returning your cloak, Inzari will walk me back…” he said matter-of-factly, staring up at Gert’s dumbstruck face the whole while.

“Er, uh…” Gert mumbled. “Sir?”

“Fucking my golden hacker, are ya?” Sinon asked. “You know she’s mine, right?”

“Sir!” Gert stood up, puffing out his chest. “Moani is her own person and she can do as she pleases!”

“Oh, I know that,” Moani said. She pulled Gert’s giant paw aside. “Really, you don’t have to defend me.”

Moani slid over to the edge of the bed and kissed Sinon. He pulled her close to his body—she was just a bit bigger and heavier than him, but he nevertheless had the control the instant he touched her. His paw clutched tight onto Moani’s rear, almost digging his claws in. Moani gasped.

“Please, sir, I am exhausted…” Moani said.

“That’s not an excuse!”

“Sinon, it’s Gert’s apartment…”

“He doesn’t have a say in what I do…”

“Hey!” Gert suddenly shoved himself forward, forcibly separating the two. “Sinon! I know what you’re doing—and you can’t! If she says no…”

“That’s not the ringel way,” Sinon said, shaking a finger. “Besides, I know geroo enough to know that you’re acting protective because you just had sex with her.”

“I…” Gert paused, his finger firmly on Sinon’s chest. He swiped it down. “I… maybe.”

“Gert, it’s fine…” Moani said, patting him on the thigh. “I’ve had sex a lot while exhausted.”

“You… but that’s not…”

“I was practically raised in a ringel ship, Gert,” Moani said. “You have to keep up with them somehow. I mean, I have sex a lot less than the average ringel, but when you’re ready to have some fun, it’s going to just be weird to cut it off after five to ten minutes.”

“But if you don’t enjoy it…”

“There’s some drugs for that,” Moani said, propping herself up on her elbows. “Not like, aphrodisiacs, I’ve tried those and after a while… well, there’s side effects. So I go for like, numbing gel. I’m usually drunk at that point, so…”

“But… but…” Gert stammered. “Isn’t it… especially distressing to be pressed into sex?”

“Distressing?” Moani thought for a long moment. “Maybe sometimes, when I’m really not in the mood… but it’s not a big deal. After a while, it just stops mattering that much, because not a single ringel will think less of you for having sex with the ‘wrong’ person. So if the sex sucks, you don’t like the person, well… not a huge loss. You wouldn’t believe how much of that distress is just tied up in social pressure.”

“Isn’t that just the way it is?” Inzari asked, leaning against the door.

“I’m trying to explain it to bashful boy here,” Moani said. “Geroo are a lot like geordians… at least compared to ringel. He’s still got a ways to go before he’ll be used to the idea that it’s okay to just not make that big a deal about sex.”

“I don’t know…” Gert rubbed the back of his neck. “I mean… I don’t think I could be a ringel…”

Maybe that’s my out, Gert thought to himself. There’s just something about this that doesn’t sit right…

Sinon, however, looked Gert up and down. He stroked his chin thoughtfully.

“Actually…” Sinon said leaning into Gert’s massive chest, “you’ve been at it easy so far, haven’t you?”

“W-wha?” Gert stammered.

“A lot of species favor male-female relations over others, na?”

“W-well, it is the best way to procreate…”

“But we aren’t worried about that, are we?”

Sinon stroked a finger right up Gert’s sheath—and a shiver ran up his spine. Gert, in shock, was about to protest… but he’d let himself get too pent-up. The one release wasn’t enough, and he was already close to ready to go a second time…

“S-sir…” Gert muttered. “I mean, Sinon! I’m not… I mean, you aren’t…”

“If you expect to have a relationship with a ringel,” Sinon said, sliding his fingers around Gert’s thickening sheath and clutching it firmly, but not tightly, “such as my Quartermaster here… and you want to please her…”

“Erp…” Gert’s erection, still not wholly clean or dry from the last session, started to peek out the tip. “I-I do, sir… I mean, I don’t think I could do as well as a ringel, but well… I think you pirates are pretty alright, helping us out and all, and…”

“Well then… you gotta participate like a ringel.”

“B-but I’m not…” Gert stammered some more, still squeaking at Sinon’s knuckled gently teasing the sensitive nerves just under the skin. “I’m not… oh, dammit, what’s the Ringelese word for it?”

“Ringelese word for what?” Inzari asked, ears spread in a devious grin. “Out with it, Gert, you seem to have something on the tip of your tongue…”

“Subcommander…” Sinon dropped his tone to a hypnotic lull as he spoke. “Ringel don’t do just one partner. They don’t do just one sex…”

“Gay! I’m not gay,” Gert insisted. “I don’t… I’m not romantically interested in males. Honest.”

“Gert, please,” Inzari said. “You heard Moani. Romance ain’t got nothing to do with it. Just fuck already!”

“Yeah, I wanna see,” Moani said, sitting up as well.

“You guys!” Gert whimpered.

“Gert, listen…”

Gert tried, but Sinon was already on his knees, his tongue sliding up and down his thickening shaft.

“Did you like having sex with Moani?”

Gert nodded.

“Would you like having sex with other ringel females you’ve seen?”

Gert’s thoughts immediately jumped to several females he saw aboard the ship. “I think it’d be fun,” he nodded again, his voice cutting out just as Sinon slid his mouth over the smooth end of Gert’s cock.

“Well, you can’t be picky,” Inzari said. “I might have, like, Drygan up here sometime, and if you wanna join in with me, you gotta join in with Drygan too. Or the captain. Or any other ringel I feel like boning, male, female, or otherwise.”

“B-but Inzari!”

“We don’t like jealousy, Gert.” Inzari sauntered forward and clapped a paw on Gert’s shoulder. “You see me with a male, you’ll feel implicitly excluded.”

“Like so.” Sinon took his mouth off of Gert’s shaft, then turned right, still squatting on the floor, and buried his muzzle into Inzari’s cunt. She shivered in a thrill as she balanced herself on his shoulder. “Oh gods yeah…”

“Hey!” Ebbing back to his right mind again, Gert did feel a burning in his chest. He just really didn’t like seeing another male with Inzari, it seemed… wrong! He felt…

Well, he felt left out, honestly.

“You’re not excluded, bub,” Inzari said, kissing Gert on the lips as Sinon went to the races on her lower half. “Mmmn… but you gotta go with it. And sometimes going with it is going with another male… kay?” She pinched his cheek.

Gert pouted. “I don’t know… I haven’t really thought about it before, and… I was kinda hoping you and me would…”

“And Moani?” Inzari yipped and batted as Sinon’s ears. “Careful with that tongue, there, you’re wandering rather far back…”

“Oh, you love it,” Sinon growled at her.

“Hell yeah I do.” She ground her hips against Sinon’s face.

Gert threw his arms into the air. “But I just said… I’m not gay! I don’t have any experience in that!”

Inzari thought for a long moment, then pulled back from Sinon. “I have an idea,” She said. “You two go solo for a bit.”

“What?!”

“Come on, Moani,” Inzari pulled her off the bed, weak-kneed as she was. “Let’s go wait in the living room…”

She shut the door behind. Gert looked down at Sinon, who studied him with a curious stare. With one motion, he hefted himself on Gert’s knee all the way up to his lap—Gert reflexively caught the captain in his paws.

“So…” Sinon said. “How are you today, Subcommander?” his tail wavered excitedly. He was excited. Especially indicated by the fact he was sporting a full erection—knotless, in a ringel’s case, and only ten centimeters long, but not too unusual in its tapered shape. Was was unusual that it, like the rest of Sinon, wore jewelry…three bars tipped in gold beads crossed the underside of the shaft like a stepladder.

“Um… okay,” Gert said, trying not to eye Sinon’s junk to closely. “Can we… cuddle for a bit, first?”

Sinon sighed and rolled his eyes. “Okay, but don’t make it too long. Gods, what is foreplay even for nowadays?”