Crop circles
of
Mitchell
genre
science fiction
The news had appeared in newspapers and on television. Ten kilometers from my house,
perfectly geometric circles about 150 meters in diameter had been photographed from a helicopter in a wheat field. Crop circles, one of the hoaxes of the century, or simply the small signature of visitors from another world. The mayor, councilors, scholars, physicists, chemists, university students, police, armed forces, the curious, farmers, city folk, men, women, and children had flocked to the site. Only Berlusca was missing. I had been hunting UFOs since I was a child, without ever being able to determine whether they were just tall tales or whether there was a grain of truth in them. By the time I was 20, I had concluded that if you didn't have concrete proof, if you didn't see them up close, if you didn't touch them firsthand, for me they would remain just rumors from science fiction films. And for a number of years, I no longer thought about flying saucers, alien beings, or invaders from other worlds. But the story of the crop circles that had been found
reawakened my childish curiosity about contact with beings from other planets. I had an accomplice, Roberto, a dear friend of mine.
Whatever I suggested, he was always happy with it, and I twisted it however I wanted. We let a few days pass so that the discovery area was no longer under surveillance, as it had been right after the event. That evening, he came to pick me up at home in his jeep, and equipped with flashlights, a video camera, and cameras, we set off for the nearby town. We should have arrived in 10 minutes, but I noticed that as he drove, Roberto was nervous, intimidated, and unsure of what we were about to do. "Look, I agreed because I'm your friend, but I confess I'm scared. Suppose they really are aliens. I've read that sometimes they kidnap humans and perform experiments on them. I don't want to be a guinea pig for them; maybe they're monsters. Maybe they have four hands and five eyes..."
And I, amused, replied, "Yes, and maybe five dicks..." "Come on, don't be funny. I read that they also stick probes up your ass and that it hurts like hell." "Wee, where did you read this nonsense?". "Come on Francesco, you can find everything on the internet, if you went to sites that talk about aliens and abductions you would read this stuff too!". "I went to sites that talk about aliens but I never read anything about all this... Besides, I have no
desire to take it in the ass. I like giving more than receiving..." "Excuse me?" Roberto retorted. "Nothing, nothing, come on, stop the
We left the jeep in a grassy and gravel parking lot and continued on foot. It was dark, there was no moon or stars. But we had two large portable halogen flashlights that gave off a great light. "It should be this way," I said. We walked across a meadow for about 5 minutes then we reached the wheat field mentioned on the news and saw the wonder.
Our flashlights had a wide beam and perfectly illuminated the three circles that were there before our eyes. Immense, extended,
connected to each other, with a strange design in the center of all three. Roberto was stunned, "I can't believe it," he said, "so it's all real."
"Roberto! We saw them on TV too, of course it's true!" He replied: "But it's one thing to see it in the newspapers or on TV, and another to find it right before your eyes! Who made these?? Certainly not earthlings! What would be the point of simulating a visit from space inhabitants?
These things aren't terrestrial. There's something strange here, don't you think? You can't even hear crickets or cicadas. I'm scared, Francesco, let's get out of here, let's run away, please, I don't feel safe. Something's wrong, it's too quiet, come on, let's go." "Roberto,
we came here for a reason, we have to scout the area, we have to take some photos and film the circles with the cam. Try to calm down. It's all right, we're safe, it's just you and me here, no reason to be afraid, okay?" "Okay, whatever you want, let's continue, but at the first suspicious sound I'll run away and leave you here, I swear!" We continued towards the center of the largest circle. Our footsteps on the
bent wheat were the only sound we could hear. Roberto was right, though; the silence of the crickets and cicadas in June was strange. Yes, there was something strange, indeed, but I didn't want to be too influenced by Roberto's fears. They would have ended up
infecting me too. We took out the digital camera and took several photos in the center of the circle. Many flashes in succession of a bright, blinding electric blue. Blinding like the lightning that suddenly fell from the sky. A flash that took the shape of a ray.
A ray that hit Roberto squarely, who was two steps away from me. A second ago he was here and now he was gone. It's as if he had been sucked into that light. I panicked. I tried calling out loud, screaming and screaming even louder. But Roberto was gone.
It was a matter of seconds before another beam struck me. I was sucked into a vortex, unable to understand what was happening. I saw lights and shapes I'd never seen before, colors unknown to our eyes. I was shuddering in an ocean of silent, psychedelic waves. I saw scenes that were not of our planet. Supernovas, stars, galaxies, trails of dust and fire that emerged from nothingness and then returned to nothingness.
The show ended abruptly. I thought I'd fall violently somewhere. Instead, I was set gently on the ground. By cosmic forces
or energies that came from I don't know where. I opened my eyes. I felt like I was standing on a meadow; there was a faint light, like sunset.
But that sunset was green; a green light seemed to come from a star on that strange horizon.
"Hello, Earthling!" A calm, reassuring voice addressed me. I tried to look carefully. It was a boy. A handsome boy, with beautiful features, a beautiful mouth, and incredibly long blond hair that covered half his face.
"Who are you?" I asked. "I could tell you any
name, but it wouldn't have any real meaning to you. With the vocal codes you're used to, our names would be unpronounceable.
Call me Eros, the first name that comes to mind that you might understand." "Where am I?" I asked. "You're on our earth, a similar planet but millions of light-years away from yours." "How did I end up here?" I asked again. "The doors," Eros said, "you passed through the doors. Crop circles are doors to our world. We designed them to bring you here and study you from time to time. You took some flashes. The flashes draw light and start the engine that allows you to cross the threshold of space and time in a matter of seconds."
"Why am I here? What do you want from me? Where is my friend?"
"Your friend doesn't meet your requirements and has been taken in by a brother of mine. I'll take care of you." He ran a hand over my face and I lost consciousness in a kind of caress. I awoke in a room lit by different colors. I was lying on a kind of bed, warm, soft, without sheets. A red light was shining from the ceiling, generated by thousands of laser-like beams. I looked down. There was the same network of lasers, but they were blue. An electronic sliding door opened.
Eros came in. "On Earth, you divide yourselves into heterosexuals and homosexuals, isn't that right?" he said. "But here we have no divisions. We love men and women without distinction. It's our nature; ever since this planet was born, we were born before you. All the others were born before you too. You're the last planet formed in the galaxies, did you know that? That's why you're still so behind in morals and ethics. You're gay, right? I can feel it, I can feel you're attracted to me." I had to admit. He was beautiful; now that I saw him even better, he had a perfect face and body and two bright, seductive eyes. "If an alien asked you for a kiss on the mouth, what would you do?" he asked, leaning closer to my face. "What would you do?" and he asked with his mouth very close to me. I cupped his face in my hands and glued myself to his lips. He seemed to be enjoying it immensely. He started hugging me and kept moving
his tongue over mine. I was kissing an alien! If Francesco as a child knew, the Francesco I was when I was little, the one who searched for UFOs, he wouldn't believe it. I closed that wonderful, paradoxical kiss with a kiss on the lips. Then I had to ask: "Where is Roberto?" "He's still here, but in another room. He's different from you, and that's why they'll be experimented on." "What kind
of experiments?" I asked worriedly. "Don't be afraid. Nothing that could hurt him." While he was talking, he was undressing me; I was practically naked by now. He started running his lips over my skin. Everywhere. He got there too, and when he took it in his mouth
, I gasped. I'd never felt anything like it. I grabbed onto that long hair and started panting nonstop until he took it from his lips. And it's a good thing he took it off because I was going crazy with pleasure. While he was giving me a blowjob, he had also undressed, and I took the opportunity to touch and feel what he had between his legs. Even though he was an alien, he had a dick and balls. And what a dick!
I sucked it all in one go. And he also made a noise, and only when you hear those noises do you understand that what you're doing is very, very welcome.
I loved sucking him, feeling the alien flavor in my mouth, a flavor that's identical to ours anyway. But it came from millions of light years away.
I was giving an extraterrestrial a blowjob. Crazy. Maybe it was just a dream. But in the dream Eros moved and made me sit next to him in a 69 position. We started to pump each other, synchronous, complementary, mirror-like, filling each other in the meantime with caresses on the
body with my hands. I loved touching his chest, his hips, his ass. The red and blue laser lights added a magical touch to the scene of us on the bed as we ate each other's most intimate parts. Suddenly, he changed position and sat on my cock, guiding it with his hand, and inserted it all the way inside him. He began to move up and down. I was fucking Eros, feeling sensations I'd never felt before, shivers of absolute paroxysm. He moved and smiled and caressed my face and hair. "You're good," he said. "Now I'll give you your reward!" He began to stroke his cock and after jerking off for a few seconds, an indescribable spray erupted. It
hit me everywhere. My hair, my eyes, my mouth, my neck, my chest, my belly. I'd never seen such a cumshot, unbelievable.
I was wet everywhere, and that sperm smelled exactly the same as mine. Putting his cock back in my mouth, I also noticed that it tasted the same as Earth's. I was still confused and excited by that explosive wet game, I wasn't even realizing I was about to come. The movement of his pelvis on my cock continued undeterred and brought me to orgasm. An orgasm without limits, I felt myself filling him as he resumed hugging me and licking me. The contractions gradually ended, leaving a trail of secondary sensations that made him and I two exhausted beings in a bed. "It's almost dawn," he told me.
"When the sun of Azar rises with its green light, you will be projected back to your planet at the exact moment your sun rises there. You will wake up next to your friend and you will return home. If you imagined that we were the classic green men, with round, ball-shaped eyes and four-fingered hands, you were wrong. We are like this, physically identical to you." We don't have time for love because it's right that you return. But what there was between us was love. If you had been a woman, I would have put the same love into making love to you.
" And with a final, tender kiss on my lips, he added:
"I ask only one thing of you: Remember me!" And a tear was coming out of his eye as he said it. I was about to reply, "How could I not forget you?" but the caress he gave me on my face instantly put me to sleep. I woke up again in the field, a little dazed, a little in disbelief. I was no longer naked. I was dressed again, with my flashlight in my hand. The first orange rays of the sun illuminated the wheat field with its perfect, geometric, enormous designs.
"Francesco, Francescoooo." It was Roberto calling me. He was there on the ground too, and he was getting to his feet.He had the eyes of a demon and was speaking breathlessly in a state of obvious shock. "Where did you go? You weren't up there? Don't you know what they did to me?!"
"Yes, I was, but we were in different places," I replied. "Did you see? I was right. We were kidnapped. It's all real! They kidnap us
and perform experiments on us. They took blood samples, gave me IVs, injected me all over my body, but the most shocking thing was that frozen cylinder they shoved up my ass. It hurt like hell! They even sealed my mouth so I couldn't scream. And it wasn't a monster! She was a beautiful girl with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and breasts you could eat like an ice cream cone. What a bitch! Did they do this to you too?"
"Maybe I was luckier than you," I said. "I also saw a beautiful girl and she wanted to make love to me. And it was fantastic!"
"There, the usual ass! I got horrendous experiments, and he got fucked by a beautiful alien pussy. It doesn't seem fair to me. Fuck you!!!" We got up and went back to the jeep and started heading home. I needed some music at this point, some background music with the scene of the car taking Roberto and Francesco home. And maybe I could hear Roberto's voice fading in, still railing at me, "I told you we weren't safe. I told you we had to leave.
Then you get the beautiful pussy and I get a cylinder in my ass. Fuck you...Fuck you...Fuck you..." Roberto made me feel a little tender as he said those things. But I thought it was right that every now and then someone performed experiments on heterosexuals. After all, who can assure me they're not the ones who are different?
perfectly geometric circles about 150 meters in diameter had been photographed from a helicopter in a wheat field. Crop circles, one of the hoaxes of the century, or simply the small signature of visitors from another world. The mayor, councilors, scholars, physicists, chemists, university students, police, armed forces, the curious, farmers, city folk, men, women, and children had flocked to the site. Only Berlusca was missing. I had been hunting UFOs since I was a child, without ever being able to determine whether they were just tall tales or whether there was a grain of truth in them. By the time I was 20, I had concluded that if you didn't have concrete proof, if you didn't see them up close, if you didn't touch them firsthand, for me they would remain just rumors from science fiction films. And for a number of years, I no longer thought about flying saucers, alien beings, or invaders from other worlds. But the story of the crop circles that had been found
reawakened my childish curiosity about contact with beings from other planets. I had an accomplice, Roberto, a dear friend of mine.
Whatever I suggested, he was always happy with it, and I twisted it however I wanted. We let a few days pass so that the discovery area was no longer under surveillance, as it had been right after the event. That evening, he came to pick me up at home in his jeep, and equipped with flashlights, a video camera, and cameras, we set off for the nearby town. We should have arrived in 10 minutes, but I noticed that as he drove, Roberto was nervous, intimidated, and unsure of what we were about to do. "Look, I agreed because I'm your friend, but I confess I'm scared. Suppose they really are aliens. I've read that sometimes they kidnap humans and perform experiments on them. I don't want to be a guinea pig for them; maybe they're monsters. Maybe they have four hands and five eyes..."
And I, amused, replied, "Yes, and maybe five dicks..." "Come on, don't be funny. I read that they also stick probes up your ass and that it hurts like hell." "Wee, where did you read this nonsense?". "Come on Francesco, you can find everything on the internet, if you went to sites that talk about aliens and abductions you would read this stuff too!". "I went to sites that talk about aliens but I never read anything about all this... Besides, I have no
desire to take it in the ass. I like giving more than receiving..." "Excuse me?" Roberto retorted. "Nothing, nothing, come on, stop the
We left the jeep in a grassy and gravel parking lot and continued on foot. It was dark, there was no moon or stars. But we had two large portable halogen flashlights that gave off a great light. "It should be this way," I said. We walked across a meadow for about 5 minutes then we reached the wheat field mentioned on the news and saw the wonder.
Our flashlights had a wide beam and perfectly illuminated the three circles that were there before our eyes. Immense, extended,
connected to each other, with a strange design in the center of all three. Roberto was stunned, "I can't believe it," he said, "so it's all real."
"Roberto! We saw them on TV too, of course it's true!" He replied: "But it's one thing to see it in the newspapers or on TV, and another to find it right before your eyes! Who made these?? Certainly not earthlings! What would be the point of simulating a visit from space inhabitants?
These things aren't terrestrial. There's something strange here, don't you think? You can't even hear crickets or cicadas. I'm scared, Francesco, let's get out of here, let's run away, please, I don't feel safe. Something's wrong, it's too quiet, come on, let's go." "Roberto,
we came here for a reason, we have to scout the area, we have to take some photos and film the circles with the cam. Try to calm down. It's all right, we're safe, it's just you and me here, no reason to be afraid, okay?" "Okay, whatever you want, let's continue, but at the first suspicious sound I'll run away and leave you here, I swear!" We continued towards the center of the largest circle. Our footsteps on the
bent wheat were the only sound we could hear. Roberto was right, though; the silence of the crickets and cicadas in June was strange. Yes, there was something strange, indeed, but I didn't want to be too influenced by Roberto's fears. They would have ended up
infecting me too. We took out the digital camera and took several photos in the center of the circle. Many flashes in succession of a bright, blinding electric blue. Blinding like the lightning that suddenly fell from the sky. A flash that took the shape of a ray.
A ray that hit Roberto squarely, who was two steps away from me. A second ago he was here and now he was gone. It's as if he had been sucked into that light. I panicked. I tried calling out loud, screaming and screaming even louder. But Roberto was gone.
It was a matter of seconds before another beam struck me. I was sucked into a vortex, unable to understand what was happening. I saw lights and shapes I'd never seen before, colors unknown to our eyes. I was shuddering in an ocean of silent, psychedelic waves. I saw scenes that were not of our planet. Supernovas, stars, galaxies, trails of dust and fire that emerged from nothingness and then returned to nothingness.
The show ended abruptly. I thought I'd fall violently somewhere. Instead, I was set gently on the ground. By cosmic forces
or energies that came from I don't know where. I opened my eyes. I felt like I was standing on a meadow; there was a faint light, like sunset.
But that sunset was green; a green light seemed to come from a star on that strange horizon.
"Hello, Earthling!" A calm, reassuring voice addressed me. I tried to look carefully. It was a boy. A handsome boy, with beautiful features, a beautiful mouth, and incredibly long blond hair that covered half his face.
"Who are you?" I asked. "I could tell you any
name, but it wouldn't have any real meaning to you. With the vocal codes you're used to, our names would be unpronounceable.
Call me Eros, the first name that comes to mind that you might understand." "Where am I?" I asked. "You're on our earth, a similar planet but millions of light-years away from yours." "How did I end up here?" I asked again. "The doors," Eros said, "you passed through the doors. Crop circles are doors to our world. We designed them to bring you here and study you from time to time. You took some flashes. The flashes draw light and start the engine that allows you to cross the threshold of space and time in a matter of seconds."
"Why am I here? What do you want from me? Where is my friend?"
"Your friend doesn't meet your requirements and has been taken in by a brother of mine. I'll take care of you." He ran a hand over my face and I lost consciousness in a kind of caress. I awoke in a room lit by different colors. I was lying on a kind of bed, warm, soft, without sheets. A red light was shining from the ceiling, generated by thousands of laser-like beams. I looked down. There was the same network of lasers, but they were blue. An electronic sliding door opened.
Eros came in. "On Earth, you divide yourselves into heterosexuals and homosexuals, isn't that right?" he said. "But here we have no divisions. We love men and women without distinction. It's our nature; ever since this planet was born, we were born before you. All the others were born before you too. You're the last planet formed in the galaxies, did you know that? That's why you're still so behind in morals and ethics. You're gay, right? I can feel it, I can feel you're attracted to me." I had to admit. He was beautiful; now that I saw him even better, he had a perfect face and body and two bright, seductive eyes. "If an alien asked you for a kiss on the mouth, what would you do?" he asked, leaning closer to my face. "What would you do?" and he asked with his mouth very close to me. I cupped his face in my hands and glued myself to his lips. He seemed to be enjoying it immensely. He started hugging me and kept moving
his tongue over mine. I was kissing an alien! If Francesco as a child knew, the Francesco I was when I was little, the one who searched for UFOs, he wouldn't believe it. I closed that wonderful, paradoxical kiss with a kiss on the lips. Then I had to ask: "Where is Roberto?" "He's still here, but in another room. He's different from you, and that's why they'll be experimented on." "What kind
of experiments?" I asked worriedly. "Don't be afraid. Nothing that could hurt him." While he was talking, he was undressing me; I was practically naked by now. He started running his lips over my skin. Everywhere. He got there too, and when he took it in his mouth
, I gasped. I'd never felt anything like it. I grabbed onto that long hair and started panting nonstop until he took it from his lips. And it's a good thing he took it off because I was going crazy with pleasure. While he was giving me a blowjob, he had also undressed, and I took the opportunity to touch and feel what he had between his legs. Even though he was an alien, he had a dick and balls. And what a dick!
I sucked it all in one go. And he also made a noise, and only when you hear those noises do you understand that what you're doing is very, very welcome.
I loved sucking him, feeling the alien flavor in my mouth, a flavor that's identical to ours anyway. But it came from millions of light years away.
I was giving an extraterrestrial a blowjob. Crazy. Maybe it was just a dream. But in the dream Eros moved and made me sit next to him in a 69 position. We started to pump each other, synchronous, complementary, mirror-like, filling each other in the meantime with caresses on the
body with my hands. I loved touching his chest, his hips, his ass. The red and blue laser lights added a magical touch to the scene of us on the bed as we ate each other's most intimate parts. Suddenly, he changed position and sat on my cock, guiding it with his hand, and inserted it all the way inside him. He began to move up and down. I was fucking Eros, feeling sensations I'd never felt before, shivers of absolute paroxysm. He moved and smiled and caressed my face and hair. "You're good," he said. "Now I'll give you your reward!" He began to stroke his cock and after jerking off for a few seconds, an indescribable spray erupted. It
hit me everywhere. My hair, my eyes, my mouth, my neck, my chest, my belly. I'd never seen such a cumshot, unbelievable.
I was wet everywhere, and that sperm smelled exactly the same as mine. Putting his cock back in my mouth, I also noticed that it tasted the same as Earth's. I was still confused and excited by that explosive wet game, I wasn't even realizing I was about to come. The movement of his pelvis on my cock continued undeterred and brought me to orgasm. An orgasm without limits, I felt myself filling him as he resumed hugging me and licking me. The contractions gradually ended, leaving a trail of secondary sensations that made him and I two exhausted beings in a bed. "It's almost dawn," he told me.
"When the sun of Azar rises with its green light, you will be projected back to your planet at the exact moment your sun rises there. You will wake up next to your friend and you will return home. If you imagined that we were the classic green men, with round, ball-shaped eyes and four-fingered hands, you were wrong. We are like this, physically identical to you." We don't have time for love because it's right that you return. But what there was between us was love. If you had been a woman, I would have put the same love into making love to you.
" And with a final, tender kiss on my lips, he added:
"I ask only one thing of you: Remember me!" And a tear was coming out of his eye as he said it. I was about to reply, "How could I not forget you?" but the caress he gave me on my face instantly put me to sleep. I woke up again in the field, a little dazed, a little in disbelief. I was no longer naked. I was dressed again, with my flashlight in my hand. The first orange rays of the sun illuminated the wheat field with its perfect, geometric, enormous designs.
"Francesco, Francescoooo." It was Roberto calling me. He was there on the ground too, and he was getting to his feet.He had the eyes of a demon and was speaking breathlessly in a state of obvious shock. "Where did you go? You weren't up there? Don't you know what they did to me?!"
"Yes, I was, but we were in different places," I replied. "Did you see? I was right. We were kidnapped. It's all real! They kidnap us
and perform experiments on us. They took blood samples, gave me IVs, injected me all over my body, but the most shocking thing was that frozen cylinder they shoved up my ass. It hurt like hell! They even sealed my mouth so I couldn't scream. And it wasn't a monster! She was a beautiful girl with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and breasts you could eat like an ice cream cone. What a bitch! Did they do this to you too?"
"Maybe I was luckier than you," I said. "I also saw a beautiful girl and she wanted to make love to me. And it was fantastic!"
"There, the usual ass! I got horrendous experiments, and he got fucked by a beautiful alien pussy. It doesn't seem fair to me. Fuck you!!!" We got up and went back to the jeep and started heading home. I needed some music at this point, some background music with the scene of the car taking Roberto and Francesco home. And maybe I could hear Roberto's voice fading in, still railing at me, "I told you we weren't safe. I told you we had to leave.
Then you get the beautiful pussy and I get a cylinder in my ass. Fuck you...Fuck you...Fuck you..." Roberto made me feel a little tender as he said those things. But I thought it was right that every now and then someone performed experiments on heterosexuals. After all, who can assure me they're not the ones who are different?
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