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Happy New Year's Eve Eve!

I think everyone's gonna be busy partying this weekend to see an update, right? 

What do you think?

Crew Complement

Name: Julian Xander Patise

Rank: Lieutenant junior grade

Age: 22

Field: Medical, bio-science

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Welcome BACK guys!

How was your holidays?

More to come this week, so stay tuned.

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Merry Christmas 

& 

Happy Holidays!

Have the best time ever! 

From all onboard Starlight

Crew Contact

What really drives up the hot level during Crew Contact sessions is when you play 'Commanding Officer'. The rules are simple; everyone gets a turn in telling the man in front of you what you want done to the guy in the middle, and they have to comply. The one who gets a cum-squirt wins. Then they get to be in the middle. Simple really.

Crew Complement

Name: Robin 'Puck' Frennelly
Rank: Private, Ground Command
Age: 19
Field: TBD

Crew Complement

Name: Lance Walter Bretweiler
Rank: Lieutenant
Age: 26
Field: Geology, terraformation

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Hey everyone,
I'm sure you're all getting ready for Christmas. I'd be leaving the city too and going back home for some peace and quiet. With all the festivities, and the hangovers to come, I'd be taking a little break next Sunday.
Hopefully my time off would allow me to do a little advance writing. Fingers crossed.

I'd also like to take this opportunity to say a big thank you to everyone who's following this site - I'm dedicating this picture to all of you out there. I really appreciate your support. I have had a lot of help from a lot of folks out there linking this blog and getting the word out, couldn't have done it without you. Kisses and hugs to everyone.  Honestly, I didn't think that this story blog would last this long, and whatdaya know, Starlight will be celebrating its first birthday in January!


There will be some picture posts here right up to Christmas eve I think, so if I don't see you till next week, Merry Christmas and happy holidays folks!

Conversion - Part 12

“So it is decided,” said Hunt looking at everyone around the table. “H'loor and Commander Stone will be on point for this mission and we will speak again in an hour.”

“Captain, I will prefer to get my men ready for a first wave of attack.” Melanko lit another cigarette, took a drag of it and allowed the smoke to escape his lips as he spoke.

“I appreciate your enthusiasm colonel but I'm not taking any unnecessary risks. We will send in a drone, as we discussed and once we know what we're up against, we'll reexamine that tactical strategy.”

Melanko was about to protest when Hunt held up his hand. “We don't have a lot of time, let's get moving.”

…

Beads of sweat covered Murel's muscular back. When the beads grew too heavy, they trickled down his bare skin. He perspiration was not localized to just his back. The moisture that covered his body speckled making well-toned torso glisten with every move. But the movements that were not his own. Not exactly. Not really.

Ensign Tim Li's knees kicked his thighs further apart and the muscle strain was evident as the sinews under his skin grew visibly taut. But the young ensign was persistent. His expressionless face did not reflect the rage his firm penis exhibited. Murel moved and Tim's cock slipped out, the boy firmly grasp his organ on its base, point its head towards the sore anus and guide it in again. Once the full head had won over the resistance of the weakened anal ring, Tim drove in the entire length of his organ before withdrawing it a little and plunging it in again. This rocking motion was consistent and unrelenting, but as with Murel, Tim's movements were also not his.

The friction agitated Murel's angry anus. Tim parted the generous buttocks so that he could get more of his cock into the man beneath him. His pace quickened and it reached a point where Tim was just himself against Murel's butt in rapid thrusts and quick shallow stabs.

Private Allanah Jennings watched helplessly outside the energy barrier. Standing next to her was Commander Neil Tesper who bit down on his lower lip, fascinated and worried for the two men.

Tim's body looked so small against Murel's herculean frame and watching Tim overpower the bigger, stronger man was arousing. Murel seemed to be at the boy's mercy, his buttocks arched high in full submission to the ensign. Tesper felt the onset of a little stirring between his legs but he ignored it.

The dents on Tim's butt cheeks deepened as he drove in his cock one last time and deposited his seed in the depths of Murel. He closed his eyes when his body recovered from the ejaculation. When he opened them again, the cloud lifted.

For a few seconds Tim looked around confused, he then saw his cock still plugged into Murel and he panicked. He quickly pulled himself off. Murel was looking back at him with cleared eyes. Neither of them spoke for a few moments. Realizing what had happened Murel scrambled to get up and tried to get away from Tim as fast as he could. In his panic he kicked Tim in the knees and the boy fell over. He didn't stop to help, he didn't turn to look back.

“Oh my god, what have I done?” cried Tim when he found Tesper kneeling next to him. He put his head into Tesper's arms and the older man cradled him. And then the boy cried, softly at first but soon turned into loud sobs. From the corner of his eye he saw Allanah go to Murel. This is not going to end well, thought Tesper.

Crew Contact

A little R&R with crew mates can boost morale. Also, planning coinciding Crew Contact sessions is a good way to utilize the off-duty hours.

Crew Complement

Name: Michael Opeheimer
Rank: Lieutenant
Age: 22
Field: Navigation, tactical

Conversion - Part 11

“And you are sure that this would work?”

“Nothing is ever a hundred percent captain,” said H'loor pacing the room.

This was the first time Captain Jonathan Hunt has seen H'loor so agitated. Ever since B'loor left the ship, the T'aal tribe had been keeping to themselves. Hunt had attempted to talk to him about the incident but H'loor was resistant; changing the subject whenever he could. The captain suspected that the loss of B'loor has had a deeper impact to the remaining eleven T'aal on Starlight than they were letting show. However, if they weren't ready to share, the captain wasn't going to push the matter.

“Tell me what you have in mind.”

“We did a few sensor sweeps at the locations where the crewmen had disappeared and we have found a common residual energy in all those areas,” H'loor sat down. “We are familiar with this energy signature.” He paused as if trying to find a way to simplify things for the human. “My brethren and I are convinced that our men have been taken through subspace to another dimension. The T'aal have the ability to create a threshold by channeling the energy. We believe that we may have a way to get our people back.”

“I sense there is a 'but' coming along.”

“But,” H'loor said softly. “We would have...difficulty in sustaining such a threshold.”

“Because you are one man short.”

“Yes, it was not an accident that there are tribes of twelve T'aal on every Earth ship. There is a... linkage, a connection that necessitates this specific number.”

“Then what are your chances in creating such a threshold?”

“In theory, we can create a doorway that would lead you to the abducted crew members but we would need to find a way to time it so that the threshold is opened in short intervals. This way the strain wouldn't be too difficult for us to withstand.”

“Thank you H'loor, that gives us an option. However, we also have a other problems, other variables. We would be going in blind. We won't be able to tell if there is going to be resistance on the other side, or how long it would take to extract our crew.” Hunt leaned back in his chair rubbing his head. He tapped on his scarab. “Commander Holts, assemble the senior staff in the conference room. Bring Melanko too.”

…

“Would you just stop tugging at your uniform?”

Private Nicolas Nelson looked over at Lieutenant Carter Colfax. Nelson had been assigned to help Colfax clear the quarters on the decks below the damaged sections of the ship and he was determined to do well in his first duty assignment.

He didn't think that wearing the new standard uniform could feel this uncomfortable, in truth, he didn't have time to think about it when he pulled it on. Once the order was given, he put on the snug olive green and black suit and snapped into action. It wasn't until a few hours later that he realized how naked he looked. Nelson wasn't shy, but he had never felt so self-conscious. Walking behind Colfax he kept his hands in front of his body and he kept pulling at his uniform in an attempt to hide his exposed skin.

“Sorry sir.”

“Relax private, we're just securing the deck not receiving dignitaries.”

They went along the empty walkways and peered into the evacuated quarters to make sure there wasn't anyone still inside. They moved from cabin to cabin without saying much.

“Sir? May I ask you a question?” Nelson said breaking the silence.

“Shoot.”

“Sir?”

“Just say what's on your mind Nelson.”

Nelson paused, working on how he was to phrase what he was thinking.

“These uniforms sir, you go everywhere in them?”

“On the ship mostly, or if we're on a planet and the conditions allow it, why?” Colfax walked into an empty cabin and poked his head into the shower stalls.

“Well, it just doesn't seem very... practical, or functional for that matter... It feels kinda weird that...”

“That you have your dick out?” Colfax chuckled. “I knew you guys were conservative but we've not been ashamed of our bodies for hundreds of years.”

“I am not ashamed sir, but what if I, you know...”

“Get excited? Geez kid, you really need to use your words.” Colfax turned to face the young private who was clearly blushing. “It doesn't matter, the body reacts the way it reacts. And after a while, you won't even notice it.”

“I guess.”

“Well I know. Come on, a strapping guy like you have nothing to be worried about. Besides, that beautiful cock of yours shouldn't be hidden.”

Nelson laughed.

“Thank you sir, to be honest I've never seen so many dicks since I came on board.”

“Think of it this way, your eyes, ears, mouth... skin they are all organs and they are all out there for everyone to see. And just like them, you just have to be careful not to hurt yourself.”

“That makes sense, I suppose,” said Nelson.

Colfax walked into another cabin and checked the room. Nelson trailed behind him looking around. Seeing nothing they both headed towards the door, but a slight rustling stopped them. They couldn't tell where the noise was coming from. Nelson moved towards a shelf and something fell on him. Startled, he let out a shriek and fought to pull whatever it was off him.

“Woah Nelson, stop! Relax, it's just Slitters.” Colfax gently held the boa and lifted the reptile off Nelson. “This is Lieutenant Brody's quarters and I think someone forgot to put Slitters here back into his aquarium. He's still a baby, quite harmless.”

“God! You allow pets on this ship?” Nelson was flustered as he watched Colfax return the two-foot snake into its tank.

“I think you scared him more than he did you.” Colfax laughed but when he turned around he could see that the private was a little rattled. “Hey, I thought you guys were built tough.” Trying to make light of the situation he held Nelson's shoulders, giving him a little squeeze.

“I'm sorry sir, it's just that this is my first space mission and a ship has been destroyed, crew members have been kidnapped and now Starlight is damaged, it's just... first day jitters I suppose.” Nelson smiled, but then his expression turned into embarrassment.

Standing so close to Colfax that Nelson could feel the lieutenant's body heat had triggered a physiological response. Even without looking down he knew that he was getting an erection and the tip of his penis was gently tapping on Colfax's cock.

“Oh shit, I'm sorry sir!” he tried to move back but found that Colfax didn't release his grip. It was then that Nelson saw a look on Colfax's face.

...

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A first look at the new Ground Command standard uniforms!

Open Frequencies - 200th Post!

There's still a whole lot of lovin' on the ship called Starlight.

200 posts may not seem like a whole lot but it's quite an important milestone for me. 

Over the last 12 months (yup this little story blog of mine is almost a year old!), I think 

I've made some improvements in putting together the images for this site. 

Looking back at some of my earlier posts, I've spotted many little flaws in the pictures, and

there is a part of me that wants to pull up the source files and redo them, but I'm trying to resist that.

I quite like the fact that this site has been able to show little improvements along the way. 

It gives me comfort (a little bit), to know that at least I've made some headway in something this year.

Significant or otherwise, at least it's something. 

Crew Contact

Ensign Luke Nelson gets ready for an evening of service.

Crew Complement

Name: Tadhg Keenan
Rank: Lieutenant Commander
Age: 29
Field: Engineering

Conversion - Part 10

“Stop this please!” Murel felt his body betray him. He had never been aroused by the touch of another man before and although he knew that it was just his body reacting to the contact, he still felt odd. Tim Li was good. Murel understood why he was the Captain's Boy – in a matter of seconds the boy had managed to get him from flaccid to flexed. He tried to fend him off but with every passing moment his movements grew more labored and before long, paralysis seized his body.

Alannah moved in to help but walked into an force field and stumbled back. She was thankful that Tesper caught her just in time.

“Stop this immediately!” yelled Tesper. “This is wrong.”

“Irrelevant.”

“It is not irrelevant,” Tesper tried to determine the source of the voice, turning as he spoke. “If you want to study the mating habits of human beings, you have to understand us.”

Silence.

“Look, Murel is different from Tim. He isn't someone who would typically engage in sexual relations with someone of his own sex. And Tim is the exact opposite. In fact, the three of us are different and forcing us to do this is not only wrong but it's also an inaccurate way to study our sexual habits.”

Silence.

“He is right,” Allanah spoke up. She couldn't help trembling a little when she did. “This human would only mate with someone of my gender. Let the boy go... take me instead.”

Silence.

Without warning Allanah went limp. She fully expected to feel the floor as she fell but that didn't happen. Instead, her limbs atrophied and her body was levitating towards Murel and Tim. Her legs were parted as she closed in. Tim let go of Murel's hardon, he turned and planted his lips between her thighs.

“Interesting,” said the voice.

“This is unacceptable!” cried Tesper. As angry as he was, he knew that his protests were useless.

“You said that humans must choose a gender before engaging in this coitus of yours. Yet, as you can see, this younger human seems to be doing well with both.”

Tesper shook his head. “That doesn't prove anything. Human sexuality is complex. The fact that every human being at some instinctive level knows how to have sex doesn't mean anything at all. For us, an emotional connection needs to be established.”

“Irrelevant.”

Tesper realized how futile it was to have an academic debate with the being. Human sexuality couldn't be defined or explained in words, or in their current predicament, with forced sexual acts. Tesper wasn't even sure if he was the right person to accurately articulate the subject seeing how he never even tried to figure it out. To him, gender wasn't a concern to being with someone. After all, he was married to both a man and a woman and the three of them didn't need a definition to live together as a family.

Murel looked up and Tesper saw his pupils dilate. Murel pushed Tim aside and using his leftover saliva as lubricant he entered Allannah. The private's eyes widened in shock as her mouth opened in a muted scream.

Tim crawled between Murel's parted legs and tongued his swinging testicles as he continued to fuck Allanah. Every time he pulled back, Murel would pause long enough for Tim to run his tongue along his puckered anus before ramming his cock back into the Allanah.

Tim got out from under Murel and stood behind him. When he was close enough, Tim grabbed Murel's waist and pushed his penis into the moistened hole. Murel fell over, his own cock slipped out of Allanah. The engorged penis twitched as it choked back its load. Allanah dropped to the floor and finding she could move again, she pushed herself back. From a few feet away she watched in surprise and awe how easily the boy had brought down the muscular man.

Murel's cock deflated instantly when Tim started to gain momentum in his thrusts. Murel was on all fours, his face contorted in a grimace but he didn't move away from the anal assault. Tesper helped Allanah up and held her close to him as they watched. Both Tim and Murel's eyes were still blank as they continued.

Murel's penis shriveled up and his foreskin had engulfed the organ completely. The lifeless dick slapped uselessly against his pelvis, sending the precum that leaked from its leathery spout flying. Tim shifted his body and penetrated Murel deeper. The boy was relentless in trying to get as much of his hard cock into the virgin hole as possible.

…

H'loor walked out of the darkness in his quarters and felt a soft gust of air when the doors closed behind him. He had spent the last two hours with his T'aal brethren in meditation. It was now time to let the captain know their findings. His strides grew more urgent with each passing step as he went down the walkway towards the captain's office. He had a rescue plan in mind.

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Come back here tomorrow 

for the continuation of Conversion!

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Hope you're having as good a week as these guys here!

Talk to me people.