Since he was not involved, Ace backed up. "Interesting idea. Let's let the bitches fight. It won't stop any of us from that sweet exhaust of yours, but we'll let you pretend you're big and bad if you can fuck Blue Rocket." Ace said. I then looked at Blue Rocket. The fighter said "Why the hell do I have to fight him!?" I told him "You fucked him, so you're going to learn what the consequences are." I then smirked "Don't worry. You should have and leg up." He asked what it is. "You've been their bitch for so long, they must have taught you something. You must have learned at least a few moves. If not, you really are a bitch!" I mocked. We could hear his blue twin engines whir in embarrassment. Ace certainly though it was funny from the way he guffawed. "Yeah. Show these newbies what you learned from us old vets." Ace prodded. They were going to fight. They circled each other briefly before they charged each other. It was a rough and brutal fight. No humans came to help them. Of course, they were not for helping us out. They were mostly for containing us all here. Wallbuster wound up watching.
Wallbuster was more than happy to see them fight. To him, it was a struggle to see who would be the bottom bitch in the group. It seemed that I was correct. Boomie was the slightly bigger aeromorph and full of youthful energy, but even though Blue Rocket was only a few years older, he fought with a grit and skill of a fighter a decade older. However, he was probably too busy getting fucked to really train in combat. Boomie was able to get the upper hand and pinned Blue Rocket to the ground. There was a pause when Blue Rocket leaned forward while on the ground. Without meaning to, he exposed his asshole to the dominant aeromorph. Learned instincts kicked in here for him. He was probably a lost cause from all the abuse. Both of them were really surprised to realize it even happened. Boomie looked from him to me. "Do I have to?" was all he asked. "Fill him up. I don't want to see a single drop left in you modules." Boomie sighed as his DDM lifted and he gave himself a few strokes to get ready for his task. Boomie then proceeded to fuck the shit out of the fighter jet. Blue Rocket came.
It wasn't a deluge of data paste like Boomie, but a couple of small spurts of gray nanites shot from his own DDM. "Looks like Blue Rocket really was trained well. If only it was in combat and not being a bitch." I remarked. I just looked at Gamma and said "You better be able to fight half as good as Boomie. You better take notes." He just nodded his head and said "I will." Boomie pulled out of the jet's ass. Blue Rocket was way too loose to keep the nanites inside. It was openly flowing out of him and onto the concrete under him. Blue Rocket just slammed his fist on the ground in anger. "This isn't over." he said. "It is." I told him. Turning to Boomie, I said "Come with us. He isn't going to fuck you if you hand with us." Wallbuster looked at Boomie and warned "If you think those pansies are going to stop me from getting to you, you have another thing coming." Ace chuckled as he walked over to the downed fighter. "Well, isn't this a surprise. Looks like I am going to have to train you how not to get fucked by aeros that aren't me." It was a light tease. Blue Rocket groaned. Boomie came over.
Just as we got in the hangar. Boomie sank to his knees. "I can't believe this is happening to us. I still have some of their paste in my ass." he said. In the first place, we haven't had any of the so called "forward operations" we were briefed on. It had been over a month. None of the human pilots even tried to fly with us either. I was more and more suspecting that this was just a project to satisfy the lusts of the older veterans. When another trio of F-16 jets came, it all but confirmed it for me. They were hatched from eggs and were just at the age of maturity where they could go on missions. They hadn't even been painted yet. All 3 of them were naked with their fresh metallic sheen on them. It was ridiculous. There were now 11 aeromorphs on the airbase. We were able to get 2 with us to our hangar. Wallbuster and Siegebreaker snapped up the third one. Since they were new and needed a name we decided to give them some. We named them Babybird and Hatchling. It was also time for us to get names. I was given the moniker Guardian Blue and Gamma was called Yellowtail.
