Voretober day 19: Star
A thin, gauzy energy field was the only thing between Tibal and the Terran’s nakedness. It clung to him as a second skin, and didn’t try to hide anything. The man’s cock was hard, a chrome ring secured tight about the base. Tibal wet his lips and looked away. He didn’t know if it was polite to acknowledge the men’s arousal.
It was an honour to be invited as an outside observer to the sacred Star Diving ceremony, and he didn’t want to jeopardize the tolerance of his hosts.
There were three young men, naked as each other, except for the energy field that protected their skin from the environment. They were all the peak of Terran physique, with skin from pale pink to dark brown. It wasn’t always wise to guess ages by his own species’ standards, but he thought these men were young adults. Jahk and Terrans seemed to age similarly.
They chatted quietly to each other while the last of the observers filtered into the chamber. Tibal was the only non-Terran present. He couldn’t help but feel like an oddity. It never became natural to go into places where his people rarely tread, no matter how many times he did it.
His eyes slid back to the Terran man without really meaning to. His species naturally had body hair, but this one had been shaved, or perhaps depilatoriated. His skin was smooth, every hair removed.
He said something that made the young man next to him laugh and flex his biceps. Were they comparing what they were offering in sacrifice? Tibal wondered.
The priestesses' arrival was quiet. He almost didn’t notice her until the Terrans around him fell silent. She was tall and statuesque, dressed in golden fabrics.
She shook the hands of the three sacrifices and talked to them quietly. They all smiled as they talked to her. Then she turned towards the audience. When she spoke, it was with slow cadence, and reverity that made Tibal think these were long practiced, holy words. “We thank these young men for their courage. Their souls will live till the end of the light.” She clasped her hands together at her waist.
A soft murmur went up from the Terrans around Tibal.
The three young men turned towards the oxygenisation field that enclosed the hangar bay.
She walked slowly down the length of the hangar door, then turned and repeated it. The second time, she stopped behind the first Terran man. “Praise the Stars.” She murmured. Then she pushed him.
He tumbled through the doors with a whoop. The short range grav propulsion device, just a silver disk nestled at the small of his back, clicked on and he gained speed quickly. The energy field protected him from the vacuum of space.
A screen above the door flickered on as the Terran grew too distant to see with the naked eye. The feed showed the young man’s sacrifice in every detail.
The Terrans of Divali thought their star was alive. Tibal thought it was nonsense, though he would never utter it in their presence. Yet he found himself questioning it in quiet wonder as the Terran man was catapulted towards the star below.
A great filament of plasma breached the surface of the Divali sun. The surface below writhed as it broke free, and stretched up into space.The young man’s whoop was caught on the screen, seconds before he hit the prominence. The energy field protecting him shut off, and he evaporated in the super heated plasma.
“Praise the Stars.” The priestess intoned as she pushed the second man.
He plummeted tens of thousands of kilometers towards the star, nothing but awe and thrill on his face. This man’s toes curled and he roared as he reached orgasm. Then he was gone too, nothing but stardust.
The third man went quietly, but no less spectacularly. He became one with the star in glorious, stoic silence. Tibal shivered. His cock strained against the zipper of his pants.
Tibal sat in silence, and waited until some signal that it was over. There were no more sacrifices on the floor. The priestess waited too, and watched the star. Then, suddenly, she was satisfied and she gave a sharp nod.
The quiet murmur of voices resumed as the feed cut off. The crowd observers started to shuffle out. Tibal started to follow them, but he found himself beckoned by the priestess.
He hurried towards her and bowed his head.
“How do you find our ceremony?” She asked with a smile.
“It was an honour to observe.”
Her eyes slid lower. “I see you enjoyed it too.”
“I uh -”
“Don’t be ashamed. The Star Diving ceremony is about fertility and virility. The young men would be honoured by your reaction.”
“Thank you, Your Grace.” Tibal flushed.
“Come. It is time for my favourite part, the party.” She looped his arm around hers, and then guided him towards the doors. “Did you know, it’s considered very auspicious to conceive on the day of the ceremony?”
“I did not.” Tibal wet his lips.
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