The winter wind ripped down the valley, tearing the exhaust from the sled's engine. He squinted into the weak sunlight as the road wound out of the shadows. The settlement seemed to sprawl around the volcanic vent, the houses looking for all the world like a parasitic infestation on the icy purity of the planet.
"Welcome home, tay-Lor," his companion's voice vibrated through the speakers in his helmet, "Hurry, I'm waiting!"
tay-Lor cranked the throttle and pointed his snowmobile down the road. Today he sped down the hill, eager to give Val the good news. He pulled up in front of the low rounded walls of the quonset structure the company had provided about 5 minutes later. Once inside, he waited impatiently for the hydraulics to seal the door; finally the green light flashed.
Slowly he unbuckled and lifted the frosty headgear off. The ice dripped from the helmet as the airlock warmed. He smiled as he felt the Earth-quality atmosphere engulf him when he walked through the inner door. Val loved the sultry heat of his birth planet and always tried to emulate it at home.
Val stood as tay-Lor walked into the lounge. tay-Lor could see his pet had been in the UV room again, his skin was bronze and smooth. The clone felt that delicious twinge in his groin as he thought of the human's body rippling beneath him. Val was obviously intrauterine grown, with that quality of yeilding hardness only a mother could instill in a boy. His pure humanity was incredibly arousing to the off-world raised "gen-mod".
tay-Lor's blastocyst had been genetically modified to allow him to survive the extreme temperature changes found outside of the sealed living spaces on this planet. He was then incubated invitro and raised at the Company's clone development center on Io. Now, he was here with a gorgeous human to call his and to use as he willed, not to mention a challenging planetary exploration and cartography mission to keep him otherwise stimulated. Val moved to kneel at tay-Lor's feet and eagerly reached for the fastners of the environmental suit.
tay-Lor grunted as he felt his cock sink into Val's hot, wet mouth. His blood pounded, filling his prick, throbbing with his pulse. He flexed, thrusting into that oh so willing, sucking mouth. tay-Lor stroked the slick skin of Val's shaved head, loving the steps his dear one took to please. He quivered as Val pressed a finger against his asshole, the stroking of his sensitive pucker an exquisite counterpoint to the caress of Val's tongue on his cock. Selfishly he fucked that youthful face, his own pleasure all he sought.
"Stop," he groaned, "I need to cum inside you Val. Stop."