Name: Joshua Zachary Hortorn
Rank: Lieutenant
Age: 26
Field: Marine biology
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Open Frequencies: Supplemental
I got an email from a fan who gave me a playlist for Starlight. I've since added the music to this site and you can see it on the right panel. Play it when you read. Thanks Mark for your suggestion. I think "Isfahan" as a main theme really sets the mood for the stories.
In fact I think all other songs share an almost melancholic tone to them, romantic in a way but haunting too.
Hope you like them.
Open Frequencies
Hey all, I hope you're enjoying the new story so far. Would love to hear your thoughts.
As if I don't have enough to do, I started making some non-Starlight related pictures. It started with a little superhero fan art I made for another blog but it has since grown into something else, and so now I have another site. I don't know if I'd be able to keep it up, but if you wanna take a look at these pictures, check out my new-ish blog Utopiana over at tumblr.
Lemme know what you think!
Laters
Kit
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Respite - Part 2
He thought that a good warm shower would relax him, and to a certain extent it did help, but he needed more. He needed time to stop thinking, to stop worrying, to just stop.
He had left the tactical station half an hour ago, nearly four hours after his shift had ended and was ordered by Commander Holts to get some sleep. He and his team had been trying out the enhanced scans and fine-tuning it to detect suitable colony planets. It was a painfully slow process and more work seemed to emerge with every adjustment. It was very frustrating for him. The news of Earth's plight nagged at him and the urgency of finding a home compounded.
He stood motionless with his head held up and let the water wash over him. He realized that he had not slept for a few days now. He wasn't sure how many days. He only grudgingly accepted that he needed rest when his thoughts became muddled.
He turned off the water, pulled a towel and dried himself off as he walked out. He relished the cool air against his skin. He took a deep breath and blew the air through his nostrils hard. He wished that he could exhale all his worries as easily.
On his bed was Hank Bardeaux. Stone took a moment to look at the young ensign. He was tall, a little on the slim side but muscular. It was Hank's face that attracted Stone to him. He had such bright eyes, eyes that were seemingly unmarred by their surroundings and predicament. The young, thought Stone, had such resilience. Ensign Bardeaux was on the walkway when Stone passed him and asked if he was off duty. He was never good at propositioning anyone and he clumsily asked if the ensign wanted to follow him to his quarters. The boy just nodded and followed behind him, quietly.
Stone tossed the towel aside and approached his bed. Hank lay there with a slight grin on his face. A slight grin and stunning eyes. A slight grin and a hardon.
“All clean?” asked the ensign.
Stone just smiled. He recognized the nervous small talk. He climbed into bed and Hank made room for him. The young ensign stroked Stone's chest and lingered on his nipples, brushing the puckered nubs with his fingertips. Stone closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of Hank's fingers moving down his abs and to his groin. The boy was very quiet, no doubt he knew of Stone's reputation since their mission to Julan.
Stone felt the boy's grip on his cock followed by the warm wet touch of the ensign's tongue on his cockhead. He grunted softly when the boy took his entire shaft and massaged it with his mouth. When the young officer got too fast sliding his lips up and down the rigid organ, Stone touched the boy's crew cut head and indicated the pace he wanted by pushing his head. He let Hank move between his legs and he lifted his cock, showing the ensign that he wanted his balls tended to. And Hank complied.
Stone gasped when he felt Hank lapping his sack. The boy knew his way around a man's junk. Stone let out a moan when the tongue traced the thin line that ran along his scrotum. He trembled slightly when he felt the tongue on the underside of his balls.
“Wet my cock,” Stone said and realized that it came off sounding like a command.
He watched the boy spit on his penis and smeared the liquid with his lips. Within seconds Stone's cock was slick with saliva and tiny bubbles. Stone got up, turned the boy around and rimmed his anus, lubricating the orifice thoroughly. When the hole was sufficiently moist, Stone positioned himself and pushed his cock in. He let his cock stay in place for a while and enjoyed the heat of the snug hole. Stone was mildly surprised how tight the boy was, an unexpected bonus, he thought. Hank moaned when Stone started to fuck him, and the deeper he pushed his cock in, the louder the boy got.
Stone saw that Hank was jerking himself off and was trying to match the strokes with the pounding.
“Wanna come together?” asked Stone and the boy nodded.
Stone felt Hank's anus tighten around his stiff cock and knew that the boy was near. Hank yelped when he came and Stone coated the ensign's anal wall with his thick semen.
Stone fell on Hank and neither of them moved for a few minutes. This was what he wanted. This was all he craved for - to be completely drained. Stone wrapped his arms around the boy's slim frame, kissed his neck and welcomed the dreamless sleep that came soon after.
…
A console in tactical beeped. A readout was projected on a holoscreen followed by a visual that showed the image of a planet.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Crew Complement
Name: Daniel Joseph Krayleigh
Rank: Lieutenant
Age: 27
Field: Navigation, ships systems
Monday, April 18, 2011
Open Frequencies
I'm really enjoying the Lieutenant Colfax and Private Nelson pairing. So much in fact, I made this piece just a few minutes ago based on yesterday's installment of Respite.
Speaking of yesterday's post, I was desperate to name it and after hours of scratching my head, I did. So let's hope I didn't paint myself into a corner there. I suppose we'll see.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Respite - Part 1
Earth.
The blue and white sphere, lit by the sun, glowed in all its splendor just as it had for billions of years. Spinning almost carefree and virtually imperceptible on its axis, it was a serene sight from space.
On the other side of the thin atmosphere, where sound could travel, things weren't as peaceful.
Eight intense earthquakes had shook the planet in the last forty-eight hours. Long thought to be dormant volcanoes had erupted in different parts of the world. Thousands of displaced people sought refuge in camps as more were being evacuated.
…
“Six hundred barges and forty eight ships were sent out on rescue missions,” Commander George Stone read out loud the report from his holoscreen. “There have been casualties but thankfully the early warning systems worked and the numbers are expected to be low.” Stone paused. “This was three days ago, we will have more when the transmission reaches us.”
“We should be able to set up a communication link soon so that the crew can speak to their loved ones.” said Commander Greg Holts, the first officer of Starlight.
“Shouldn't we turn back and find out how we can help?” Sergeant Marcus Landrey asked, his eyes wide with a shock he could hardly suppress.
Stone looked at the young Ground Command trooper and felt for him. He was barely twenty-three and being so far away from home was certainly unnerving, coupled with all that has happened and the death of his commanding officer, it was a lot to take in. Now with news that Earth was in trouble, Stone could understand the anxiety in the young trooper's voice.
“Our time will be best served finding a home,” mused Captain Hunt without looking up from the screen. “I think our mission hasn't been clearer, the fifty years we were given was obviously an estimate that now is in need of revision.”
Hunt sat back in his chair and looked at H'loor, the T'aal standing silently next to him. “What is the progress of our star mapping?”
“We've made significant headway. Using the star chart we had and calibrating it to match our widest sensor sweeps, I believe we have a working system that will allow us to navigate better than before. Also we've managed to extend our sensor range and detection capabilities.”
“Good,” said Hunt. If only they had these upgrades two weeks ago, perhaps the loss of life would have been less extensive, thought Hunt but he kept that to himself. He shrugged off the regret and stood up. “Well then, let's go and find ourselves some prime real-estate.”
…
Private Nicholas Nelson climbed off the sweat-soaked body of Lieutenant Carter Colfax and felt the lieutenant's penis tug and dislodge from his anus.
For past week he had spent every night in the lieutenant's bed sampling the more experienced man's repertoire of sexual positions and techniques. Just like a keen student, Nelson soaked it all up.
He rubbed his sore buttocks and gingerly wiped his anus, digging out the globs of fresh semen with his fingers.
“I think I'm starting to chafe down there. Is that even possible?”
“I think you should give it a rest. I won't mind a little time-out too,” Colfax chuckled from the bed admiring the nubile young body he had been fucking for the few days. There is something so appealing about breaking someone in, thought Colfax. He'd like to think that he had contributed to this private's sex life and that he had, somehow, given this previously shy and meek young man the freedom to express himself carnally. He shook his head realizing how incredibly full of himself that sounded. But he did feel good, he felt good because he was able to make Nick feel good.
Colfax propped himself up by his elbows and watched Nelson hop into the shower. “So...” Colfax began slowly. “You've not been back to the barracks for a while now. The troopers have been asking about you...”
“What? You wanna get rid of me already?” Nelson asked casually before turning on the water.
“No, no, of course not. Just that Commander Stone has asked me about you, that's all.”
“He knows about us?”
“He's just concerned, as all of us are.” Colfax looked down at his shriveled and spent cock slumped on its side in a pool of cum. He pushed the soft roll of flesh and watched it roll in the gooey paste. “You've been avoiding duty and given all that's happened, we're just, you know, worried about you.”
Colfax didn't hear anything but the running water and when that stopped he watched the young trooper walk out toweling himself. The kid looked stunning under the dim lights. The shadows accentuated his well-defined body and the slight moisture that clung to his skin glistened as he approached the bed.
“We've all been given leave, you know that.”
“Yeah, but you've been asking for extensions.”
“Well that's 'cos I'm not done yet.”
“Done?”
“Yeah.” Nelson climbed back in bed and straddled Colfax. They kissed and Colfax felt the cool skin and the few errant droplets of water on Nick Nelson's back. He smelt the soap on the younger man as his body pressed up against his. Colfax tried to flip him over but Nelson held him in place. He was surprisingly strong.
“I'll go back to work as soon as I've fucked you.”
“Sorry kid, I don't usually let -”
“You want me to get back to work?” Nelson said with a smile that almost seemed arrogant. “Or would you rather explain to the commander why I can't?”
Colfax was surprised and amused at the same time. For the past couple of nights Nelson had let him do whatever he wanted to him, and this sudden surge of dominance coming from the trooper was unexpected. Colfax was aroused.
The lieutenant let the private lift his arms over his head. He couldn't take his eyes off Nelson. The boy spread Colfax's thighs using his knees and with a few more quick maneuvers the lieutenant's legs were in the air and Nelson's cock was pushed up against his anus.
“Now let's see if I've been a good student,” whispered Nelson and he pushed himself in.
---
The blue and white sphere, lit by the sun, glowed in all its splendor just as it had for billions of years. Spinning almost carefree and virtually imperceptible on its axis, it was a serene sight from space.
On the other side of the thin atmosphere, where sound could travel, things weren't as peaceful.
Eight intense earthquakes had shook the planet in the last forty-eight hours. Long thought to be dormant volcanoes had erupted in different parts of the world. Thousands of displaced people sought refuge in camps as more were being evacuated.
…
“Six hundred barges and forty eight ships were sent out on rescue missions,” Commander George Stone read out loud the report from his holoscreen. “There have been casualties but thankfully the early warning systems worked and the numbers are expected to be low.” Stone paused. “This was three days ago, we will have more when the transmission reaches us.”
“We should be able to set up a communication link soon so that the crew can speak to their loved ones.” said Commander Greg Holts, the first officer of Starlight.
“Shouldn't we turn back and find out how we can help?” Sergeant Marcus Landrey asked, his eyes wide with a shock he could hardly suppress.
Stone looked at the young Ground Command trooper and felt for him. He was barely twenty-three and being so far away from home was certainly unnerving, coupled with all that has happened and the death of his commanding officer, it was a lot to take in. Now with news that Earth was in trouble, Stone could understand the anxiety in the young trooper's voice.
“Our time will be best served finding a home,” mused Captain Hunt without looking up from the screen. “I think our mission hasn't been clearer, the fifty years we were given was obviously an estimate that now is in need of revision.”
Hunt sat back in his chair and looked at H'loor, the T'aal standing silently next to him. “What is the progress of our star mapping?”
“We've made significant headway. Using the star chart we had and calibrating it to match our widest sensor sweeps, I believe we have a working system that will allow us to navigate better than before. Also we've managed to extend our sensor range and detection capabilities.”
“Good,” said Hunt. If only they had these upgrades two weeks ago, perhaps the loss of life would have been less extensive, thought Hunt but he kept that to himself. He shrugged off the regret and stood up. “Well then, let's go and find ourselves some prime real-estate.”
…
Private Nicholas Nelson climbed off the sweat-soaked body of Lieutenant Carter Colfax and felt the lieutenant's penis tug and dislodge from his anus. For past week he had spent every night in the lieutenant's bed sampling the more experienced man's repertoire of sexual positions and techniques. Just like a keen student, Nelson soaked it all up.
He rubbed his sore buttocks and gingerly wiped his anus, digging out the globs of fresh semen with his fingers.
“I think I'm starting to chafe down there. Is that even possible?”
“I think you should give it a rest. I won't mind a little time-out too,” Colfax chuckled from the bed admiring the nubile young body he had been fucking for the few days. There is something so appealing about breaking someone in, thought Colfax. He'd like to think that he had contributed to this private's sex life and that he had, somehow, given this previously shy and meek young man the freedom to express himself carnally. He shook his head realizing how incredibly full of himself that sounded. But he did feel good, he felt good because he was able to make Nick feel good.
Colfax propped himself up by his elbows and watched Nelson hop into the shower. “So...” Colfax began slowly. “You've not been back to the barracks for a while now. The troopers have been asking about you...”
“What? You wanna get rid of me already?” Nelson asked casually before turning on the water.
“No, no, of course not. Just that Commander Stone has asked me about you, that's all.”
“He knows about us?”
“He's just concerned, as all of us are.” Colfax looked down at his shriveled and spent cock slumped on its side in a pool of cum. He pushed the soft roll of flesh and watched it roll in the gooey paste. “You've been avoiding duty and given all that's happened, we're just, you know, worried about you.”
Colfax didn't hear anything but the running water and when that stopped he watched the young trooper walk out toweling himself. The kid looked stunning under the dim lights. The shadows accentuated his well-defined body and the slight moisture that clung to his skin glistened as he approached the bed.
“We've all been given leave, you know that.”
“Yeah, but you've been asking for extensions.”
“Well that's 'cos I'm not done yet.”
“Done?”
“Yeah.” Nelson climbed back in bed and straddled Colfax. They kissed and Colfax felt the cool skin and the few errant droplets of water on Nick Nelson's back. He smelt the soap on the younger man as his body pressed up against his. Colfax tried to flip him over but Nelson held him in place. He was surprisingly strong.
“I'll go back to work as soon as I've fucked you.”
“Sorry kid, I don't usually let -”
“You want me to get back to work?” Nelson said with a smile that almost seemed arrogant. “Or would you rather explain to the commander why I can't?”
Colfax was surprised and amused at the same time. For the past couple of nights Nelson had let him do whatever he wanted to him, and this sudden surge of dominance coming from the trooper was unexpected. Colfax was aroused.
The lieutenant let the private lift his arms over his head. He couldn't take his eyes off Nelson. The boy spread Colfax's thighs using his knees and with a few more quick maneuvers the lieutenant's legs were in the air and Nelson's cock was pushed up against his anus.
“Now let's see if I've been a good student,” whispered Nelson and he pushed himself in.
---
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Crew Complement
Name: Georg Smirnov
Rank: Lieutenant junior grade
Age: 20
Field: Microbiology, terraformation, horticulture
Monday, April 11, 2011
Crew Contact
Private Bronswick often found it very enticing watching a fellow crew member hard at work. Perhaps it was the scent of sweat that enticed him. Maybe it was how their muscles showed through their uniforms that aroused him. He didn't know. He'd have to keep gawking at them to find out.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Crew Contact
Ensign Ronday liked having his Crew Contact sessions in the storage unit on Deck 12C. The room had everything he needed - low lights, privacy and extra mattresses.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Crew Complement
Name: Trystien Delmar
Rank: Lieutenant junior grade
Age: 26
Field: Navigation, tactical
Sunday, April 3, 2011
Crew Complement
Name: Colt James Loell
Rank: Lieutenant junior grade
Age: 24
Field: Medical, bio-science
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