The Muthrog Incident - Part 6

“I must say that the Cintay have a legitimate claim here, Je-El,” said Captain Hunt sitting at the head of the table. To his left was Je-El and on his right was Olu. Holts and H'loor stood behind the captain and listened intently on the proceedings that had gone on for more than two hours.

Holts stepped out from time to time to oversee the repairs on the ship. They needed to make sure that their defense systems were up and running should the talks go south. Meanwhile, whenever Holts came back into the room, Hunt could see the walkways being cleared of the fallen debris before the doors hissed shut again.

“The Muthrog have been told about the effects of their mining in your sector?” asked Hunt leaning forward.

“Yes,” Olu said tapping on a pad and activated the holoscreen again. “All these reports, studies and even pleas were sent to their ships.”

Hunt had seen the readouts and it was clear that the Muthrog have been depleting the gasses of the nebulae that were crucial to the survival of the Cintay people. Hunt could also tell from the frustration in Olu's tone that attacking any ships that trespassed into their space was the only way to safeguard the Cintay.

“And you have developed alternative sources for this gas on your own planet?” Hunt turned and looked at Je-El.

“We have but it is still in the development stage and it costs too much to -”

“And what of our cost? Lives are effected here,” said Olu cutting the argument that Je-El had repeated throughout their lengthy conference.

“Be that as it may,” said Je-El standing up. “Our ships will be here shortly. I don't like to threaten, but we outnumber and outgun your little fleet.” Je-El pushed the chair back and motioned to leave the room. “Now captain, I think this meeting has ended.”

“Gentlemen please,” began the captain. “There is always room to talk without the threat of violence.” Just then Lieutenant David Sparr entered the room and passed Hunt a report before moving next to Holts. “However,” said Hunt letting his voice hang in the air for a moment as he studied the pad. “My officer has just notified me that the Cintay has managed to come up with an armada of their own, made up of a few neighboring worlds.”

“You set this up!” yelled Je-El.

“Hardly, they have merely informed us of their tactical plans that's all,” said Hunt evenly. “Now unless you want a war on your hands where both sides will suffer losses, I think we should continue talking.”

…

Hoggins welcomed the lips of Lieutenant Taylor Lansing as he reached out and kissed him. He had been discharged from sickbay to make room for the more critically injured crew members. The moment he stepped out, Hoggins looked up the roster for crew mates who were off duty. He didn't want to go back to his quarters. He didn't want to be alone.

Taylor's lips were soft and warm and as their lips met, Hoggins knew that this was what he needed – comfort. He ignored the slight lingering pain on his body and focused on exploring Taylor's smooth chest and perky nipples. Taylor was one of those guys who moaned when they kissed and that turned Hoggins on. He stuck his tongue in deeper and pushed the intensity of their kiss up a notch. Hoggins cupped both sides of Taylor's face and drew him in closer as they both lay down.

Hoggins reached down and found the younger man's hardon. His fingers played with the stiff organ, feeling the taut skin that stretched over the rigid meat. He moved on to fondle the soft hairless pouch underneath the erection noting every wrinkle as he went. He flinched a little when Taylor grazed past the wound on his chest as the man reciprocated the raging carnal lust. Hoggins broke their kiss and admired Taylor's face. He then looked down at the identically beautiful face of Taylor's twin brother, Trevor, who was busy sucking on his cock.



Hoggins wanted to stop thinking. And this was the only way he knew how to keep the demons at bay. He knew that as long as he was with the twins, the horror of Miles' death wouldn't hit him.

Lieutenant Trevor's lips were soft like his brother's and Hoggins liked that the younger man was unskilled but eager. With his free hand Hoggins lifted his cock and showed Trevor that his balls needed some attention. The younger man complied by leaning in and lapping the sack, tonguing the contents within the skin. Hoggins moaned and let go of his hardon and the heavy penis slapped wetly on Trevor's face.




Taylor got up from next to Hoggins and knelt with his brother. He pulled on the cock that was drenched in his brother's saliva and took it into his mouth. Hoggins sighed as his genitals were attended to by the twins. At one point they were sharing his slick cock as it was passed between their mouths. Hoggins could almost tell the brothers apart from their lips and their tongue.

“Get it nice and wet guys,” said Hoggins smiling. “I've got two hot asses to fill tonight.”