On Board

A First Time for Everything

Lieutenant Kyle Mathews had calmed down a little. To him, the last hour and a half had been... different. He wished that he could better articulate his experience, but right now he was just overwhelmed by all that had happened.

Even in the dim lights of the quarters he was in, he could still see the caked cum all over his body. The room was cool, but he knew he had been sweating as he turned in the soaked sheets. He remembered how nervous he had been just before this. Actually, he had been nervous for the whole week. His rotation for Crew Contact was up and he was paired with Commander Sal Pepkin, who was notorious for going beyond what was deemed to be standard Contact conduct. Men who've performed Contact with the Commander always became very quiet about the experience afterwards. But huge as Starlight was, it was hardly big enough for rumours to be contained for very long.

Mathews had always been a shy guy, more so with girls, and although he has had some success with the ladies throughout his life, nothing lasted beyond a year. He knew that his chances for more of such experiences had greatly diminished when he reported for duty.

He heard rustling next to him and felt the Commander turn and hugged him from the back.
"Hey, sleepy head," said Pepkin kissing the younger man on the shoulder.

"I have to be on duty in fifteen minutes, but you can sleep in if you want, just turn off the lights when you leave."

Mathews turned to face him and looked up at Pepkin as if searching his face for something. He quickly turned away when he caught himself doing that.

"Yeah, sure thing," said Mathews sitting up. He knew that Crew Contact was supposed to be just a means to get off sexually, and most of the men on board treated it as such. But for a brief moment he wondered if there could be more to it with the Commander than just two men letting their carnal cravings rip.

"I'm gonna go take a shower, you interested?" said the Commander smiling. Mathews worried that the officer had read his mind.

"Okay," he shrugged.

They walked into the bathroom quietly and as soon as the water started running Pepkin started soaping Mathews - starting with his back and worked his way down. Mathews recalled how jittery he was when he first walked into the Commander's quarters and how bashful he was when he let the other man touch him. But now, it seemed like being naked with Pepkin was the most natural thing in the world.

Pepkin's strong hands moved over Mathew's bubble butt and he sighed when he felt fingers slide between his cheeks and gently rubbing his anus.

"Still sore?" whispered Pepkin.

"Just a little," said Mathew and felt himself blushing.

"You've never done this before right?"

"Err... no, not really."

"So how was it?"

"It's okay," said Mathews feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Oh? You were screaming quite a bit just now."

"Only in the beginning, it did hurt. But then it got better," said Mathews reaching down and rubbing his own anus and remembering the moment he took another man's cock up his ass. He would never forget how cold sweat beaded across his back and goosebumps formed on his arms as the slick thick penis pushed through. He was glad that he fought the impulse to call it quits and took the Commander's cock like a man.

Pepkin turned the Lieutenant around and kissed him on the lips. Before today, Mathews would never have considered kissing another man, but that was before today. He felt almost at ease with Pepkin as the Commander gently bit his lower lip. Mathews closed his eyes and let both the water and the sensations of the moment wash over him. Before he knew it, Mathews was returning the kisses and even started to lick the Commander's thick strong neck. He then lowered himself to his nipples and playfully bit them. They both laughed but as soon as the chuckles faded, Mathews was kneeling on the wet floor and taking Pepkin's fleshy cock into his mouth.

"You didn't get enough just now huh?" teased the Commander as he caressed Mathew's wet hair.

Mathews felt the rubbery wet meat with his tongue and explored the texture of the entire length of the penis in his mouth. He could feel every vein and fold as he bobbed his head back and forth. Right there and then, he felt a hunger like never before. He wanted the cock, and he wanted the man.




"You're gonna make me late," said Pepkin.

"Then cum quickly," smiled Mathews taking the hard cock out of mouth and rubbing the warm organ on his cheeks.

"Well someone is being very brave," laughed Pepkin wiping the smeared pre-cum off Mathew's face with his thumb. He then ran his fingers through Mathew's soggy hair and pulled him to his hardon. As Mathew opened his mouth to welcome the erect organ once more the entire bathroom suddenly turned bright amber as an alert sounded over the comm. Mathew stood up and Pepkin instinctively held the younger man in his arms. Pepkin turned off the water as the voice of the Captain came through the system.

"Now hear this, now hear this," said Captain Hunt.

"We've found a planet!"

On Board

Truth and Lies

"So let me get this straight," said Lieutenant William Sands as he walked out of the lift that stopped at Engineering. Beside him was B'loor, one of twelve T'aal stationed on Starlight.

"There hasn't been any case of humans and T'aal getting it hot and heavy, ever?" asked Sands.

B'loor stopped walking and looked at the young lieutenant for a while. Sands knew that B'loor must be considering his choice of words. The T'aal have never been fond of metaphors and in fact, there were still a few who'd use a translator when speaking to humans.

"No," said B'loor and resumed walking.

"But that's just crazy!"

"No, Lieutenant, crazy would be hounding me for five decks and following me around the ship."

"Hey, I'm just curious..."

"Yes you are."

"You know what I mean."

"Look Billy," B'loor stopped again and looked at the human. He knew that sometimes by using a less formal address, humans can be made to reason.

"In the four decades since we've made contact with Earth, there hasn't been any reported cases of sexual relations between our peoples," B'loor said, touching Sands on his arms and continued talking without breaking eye-contact.

"When we arrived, your planet was already in bad shape. We immediately went to work with your leaders and started this space program to help you look for a new home," continued B'loor letting go of Sands.

"Yes, but haven't you guys been, you know, curious?" asked Sands with a grin on his face.

"As you know, the T'aal have no gender, we can mate with any one of our species, anytime. Hence, there is no need for us to experiment with other lifeforms. Something humans should well learn when we eventually meet other alien races."

"But men have urges, don't we?" said Sands as they started walking again.

"We? The fact that you keep referring to us as male is primitive, not to mention annoying. However, we've grown to accept it. And no, we do not have 'urges' as you put it. However we are constantly amazed by yours, the crew has really been at it... hot and heavy, recently."

"But..."

"Lieutenant, I do have duties to attend to," B'loor said and he walked away before Sands could say anything else.

----

The doors to Engineering hissed open and B'loor walked in. He was glad that Sands wasn't following him anymore. As he approached a console to check on the readings, the T'aal felt a little guilty lying to the human, he has grown quite fond of them. The truth was, there were reasons why there cannot be any sexual relations between his species and the humans. The T'aal Council had classified this information so as not to jeopardize their relations with human. B'loor knew that if the humans found out, there would be an outbreak of hysteria and suspicion all around.

It took many years for the T'aal to earn their trust, and B'loor would be damned if he'd let this secret slip and watch everything they've built with the humans end in waste.

The Watchers

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Human Touch

Lieutenant Luke Lester looked out of the ship's porthole by his bed and saw stars streaking by. Suddenly home seemed so much further away.

'Home'. What does that mean anymore? Here he was on board Starlight, a ship built by the T'aal, searching for a new planet to live. He knew that in very short order he had to quickly forget what 'home' meant to him and that included the word 'Earth'.

Luke got up and pulled on his uniform. The snug alien material left nothing to the imagination but it kept him warm and it allowed flexibility like nothing he had ever worn before. He looked at his crew mate, naked and fast asleep on his bed, and for an instant he wanted to lean in and give him a kiss before he left for his duty, but he held back.


After over a year in deep space, left of darkness and right of nowhere, the crew had found ways to keep themselves from total despair and that meant sleeping with each other. It didn't start out quite like that. In the beginning it was just part of their training. In the four years preparing for the mission everyone was taught the necessary techniques to keep morale high on board a ship that was likely not going to return to Earth for years. This meant being able to help your fellow crew mates ease off sexual tension. Luke remembered how nervous he was during the sex module when he had to give another man a blowjob. And that was just the first class.




During their first few months on board the Starlight no one thought they'd need to put those lessons to use. Then their spirits were high, thinking that they'd come upon a suitable planet in a matter of months. Everyone did their duty with enthusiasm believing that the next announcement over the comm would be that they'd found themselves a new home. But when the months wore on, the crew started pairing off looking for some needed human contact.


Luke smiled when he remembered how Lieutenant James Hox, now snuggled up in his bed, came to his duty station last night and just sort of smiled at him.


"Where's your quarters?" said Hox with a glint in his eye.

Luke was realigning some conduits at the time but the moment he realized what the officer was asking, he could no longer concentrate.





"Deck 18, B409," he said, trying hard not to seem too eager. He realized that it was a silly, even archaic human trait but he wanted to play it cool and perhaps a little coy.

"I'll see you at 1800 then," said Hox and he walked off.


Luke's hands trembled as he finished the rest of his shift. He couldn't wait for it to be over. This wasn't the first time he was propositioned but he had always found an excuse. Now he wondered why he ever said no.


By 1805 the two officers were already naked and kissing each other passionately in bed. Kissing another man was something he'd never learned in training, but it felt surprisingly nice. Maybe he was just horny. Maybe he was just feeling lonely and needed another warm body to hold. Right now, he didn't care. And as soon as he stopped analyzing everything, Luke felt more relaxed to enjoy himself.


James Hox was clearly the dominant one that night and Luke didn't fight it. James pinned him down and explored the younger man's body; biting his nipples and kissing his naval. Luke closed his eyes when he felt James' mouth on his penis. It felt so warm, and wet. He moaned when James lifted his semi-erect cock with his tongue and slurped it into his mouth. James really knew how to work that tongue of his. By the time it was flicking over Luke's anus he knew that he was eager and ready to let another man inside him. And he was entered, a few times that night. They tried positions that Luke didn't know he could do and he was pleasantly surprised to find out how nimble he actually was. The hours went by quickly and the two men were both spent and drifted into deep sleep, the deepest Luke had ever had since their voyage.


Now, standing over James' sleeping form Luke entertained thougths of further intimacy with this very handsome man. That was until he realized that last night could have just been part of his crew duty and that it should mean nothing more than just helping a fellow officer out.


James pulled up his boots, took one last look at James and left his quarters for his duty shift.