Respite - Part 16

Droplets of moisture covered the polished hull of the barge. The wet beads glistened as the sun rose. Through the screen of the cockpit Lieutenant Harrow looked out at the desolate plain and realized that his perceptions had altered. He no longer saw a barren a barren land before him, rather, what lay ahead was potential – a potential for new life and new beginnings. He and Landrey had stayed up talking. In a way, the young trooper had shared more about himself than the planet they were on. Now curled up beside him, Harrow saw past the blue skin and the strange alien mutations and found that the young man was oddly endearing.

Through his gloved hand Harrow stroked the sleeping Marcus Landrey's arm. They had left the barge doors open so that Marcus could sleep inside the craft. Watching Marcus' peacefully slow breathing and the faces his makes mid-dream, Harrow wished that he wasn't encumbered by the environment suit. He wanted to feel the soft blue skin and how warm, or not, his body was. Inside his helmet Harrow smiled to himself, amused that he could feel this way about another man. Although he had participated in Crew Contact sessions from time to time, he had always summed up each encounter as a purely physical experience, a means for gratification. He thought about his wife back on Earth and how she would gloat if she ever found out about these new feelings. She did know him better than anyone else after all. For a while he entertained the thought of the three of them living together on this planet. And for a moment it all felt... possible.

…

Ensign Hank Bardeaux lay on his back in bed, his legs crossed with a projection pad resting on his thigh. Even though he was off-duty he was still tracking the orbital probes that circled the planet below. Over the last few hours he had received more data about the terrain and climate than he knew where to store them. He had spent much of the afternoon finding room from the computer mainframe. And it wasn't easy, data storage space was something each department was very protective about, territorial even. But he managed and now he watched as streams of information flooded in from the probes and onto the allotted sections of the ship's computer.

A knock on the door.

“Come in,” said Hank without looking away from the holoscreens. He didn't turn to see who it was until the visitor was standing next to his bed.

“Hey,” said Hank with a slight smile and sat up.

“Am I disturbing you?” asked Lieutenant Carter Colfax.

“Nope, not at all.” Hank patted the space next to him indicating that Colfax should sit down. The lieutenant thought for a while and then complied. “What can I do for you?”

“I just wanted to, you know, to.., err... apologize again for, you know...”

“You are so eloquent.”

“I didn't mean to freak out like that, and then the second time when...”

“Hey, it's fine,” Hank smiled and moved closer to Colfax. “Where is your little boy anyway?”
“He's getting ready to join the landing party with Commander Stone.”

“So the cat's away and you're here to play?”

“No, it's not that, I can't -”

Hank Bardeaux leaned in and kissed Colfax. He swiped his tongue over the startled man's lips until they opened and let his tongue in. Hank then knew that he had broken down his resistance.

Hank felt Colfax's arms around him tighten when he jumped on and straddled the man. Hands reached under the ensign's uniform, eager to get to his skin. He let go of Colfax's lips and raised his arms, Carter pulled the tunic off him and they resumed kissing. The young ensign performed his signature move of grinding his buttocks against Colfax and he felt the result pressed hard between his cheeks.

“Get out of that uniform,” ordered Hank and he got off Colfax.

When they were both naked again, they rushed into an embrace and their lips found each other just as quickly. Hank felt the hunger in their lip-lock, he felt the intensity each time Colfax bit his lip and sucked on his wet tongue, drinking in his saliva.

The two of them stumbled and they found the bed. They assumed their previous positions and Hank reached back and grabbed Colfax's penis, using his thumb to spread the precum all over the head. In a swift move he placed the tip at his entrance and eased himself down. He watched Colfax's face experiencing the mounting pleasure of penetration.

Hank continued to scrutinize Colfax's expressions. He watched him close his eyes and enjoy the soft friction from his gyrating moves. Then Colfax's eyes snapped open and his mood shifted changed.

“Push it out of your mind,” Hank said knowingly. “Push it out of your mind and push your cock in all the way.” The young ensign almost sneered his last words. He didn't want any wavering, not when he's gotten this close.

Yet, the struggle of emotions continued to play on Colfax's face. Hank was determined to win this one. He wasn't about to lose when they've come this far. Yes, they, he wasn't the one who relented, he wasn't the one who was hungry, he wasn't the one who got naked and had his cock buried up an ass. He quickened his moves and stimulated the lieutenant by pinching his nipples and kissing him intermittently. He wanted Colfax to give up his load. He desperately needed him to.

And he did. Hank almost laughed when he felt Colfax's hot milk rush into him.




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