Conversion - Part 2

“I don't get it sir.”

Commander Greg Holts shifted his weight in the chair. He has sat in front of Captain Jonathan Hunt hundreds of times before but the seat has never felt this uncomfortable.

“Do they think that we can't handle ourselves out here?” asked Lieutenant Commander George Stone who sat completely still cradling a cup of tea.

“Gentlemen, these orders come from the top and this doesn't reflect on your command capabilities at all. But frankly, with all that we've been through in the last couple of months, having additional trained officers on board can't be a bad thing.”



“My men are trained sir,” Stone replied without showing a hint of agitation.

“Of course they are commander, that was a poor word choice. All I'm saying is, instead of fighting it, just treat the Ground Command as a bonus to your security and tactical team.”

“Who will be in charge of them?”

“We will Mr. Holts. As long as they are on Starlight and on our missions, they will follow our chain of command. Having said that, they are insisting on keeping to their code of conduct, which I am sure there is some middle ground we can come to. Colonel Melanko will be here within the hour to do the official handover and then his men will stay back and that's that.”

“I have met the colonel before,” said Holts uncrossing his legs. “And I know a little about Ground Command as well. These guys are tough, and different.”

“Which takes me to my next point,” said Hunt looking at Holts. “Commander Stone, you were a member of the Ground Command army before you joined us. I want the new crew to report directly to you. Commander Holts will oversee, but you'll be in charge of them.”

“And soon we'll be one happy crew,” said Holts smiling for the first time.

“If they become part of the crew,” Stone said leaning forward. “These men are trained to function as a very cohesive unit with a strict chain of command. They will stay with their own and it will be difficult to change, if that is even possible.”

“Then I'd expect you'll have a challenge in front of you Mr. Stone.”

….

“So we're expecting some new faces eh?”

Lieutenant Vincent Tomlinson softly kneaded Stone's shoulders. When he didn't get a response, Tomlinson went around the seated man and crouched down to look him in the eye.

“You okay George?”

“Sorry...? Oh yeah, I'm fine, why?”

“You just seemed a little distracted.”

“I'm fine. Just preoccupied with the integration of the new crew, that's all.”

Tomlinson took Stone's hands and cupped them. He knew that Stone wasn't just thinking about Ground Command. Ever since they left Julan, the lieutenant commander had been more withdrawn than usual.

“Look, I know this is your first Crew Contact since Julan and I'd understand if you just want to talk... or if you'd rather be alone I can totally...”

“It's fine. I'm fine.”

“Okay, I mean if you -”

“Just take off your clothes lieutenant,” said Stone shaking free his hands from Tomlinson's. He stood up and walked to a porthole. From the corner of his eye he could see Tomlinson hesitate for a second before he started stripping.

Stone wasn't sure if he was ready. But he desperately needed the distraction. He had been tiring himself out with longer shifts, volunteering for extra duty and taking on additional assignments. He didn't even mind that he was about to embark on what would likely be a futile act of merging two crews who have very different ideology and procedures. All he wanted at the end of the day was to just fall on his bed and let sleep take him. All he wanted was to be too tired to think, and hopefully not even dream.

Stone felt Tomlinson's hands reaching from behind him and caressing his chest. He felt his lips on his neck and his breath in his ear. He even felt the lieutenant's thickening penis rubbing up against his buttocks. Stone let Tomlinson remove his pants, kneeling as he peeled the snug fabric off his legs. When the pants came off Stone felt little kisses planted along the small of his back and down his butt crack. The kisses were replaced by a tongue that was trying to wiggle its way between his thick mounds of flesh.

Stone adjusted his stance and arched his back giving Tomlinson better access. The slick tongue flicked over every surface it could reach, trying to stimulate his anus and perineum. And although Stone felt an arousal coming on, he couldn't take his eyes off the stars.

It had been two weeks since Starlight left the Yusei system. And since then he has had nights when, after hours of failed sleep, he'd press his face up against a porthole straining to hear Squeak's songs. Occasionally he'd think that he could hear a faint whisper, but he knew that it was probably his own imagination. Yet, the emptiness inside him felt very real. And very raw still.

Tomlinson's wet mouth was wrapped around Stone's penis, sucking with all his might. Stone felt sorry for not being able to give the poor guy a decent erection for his efforts.

Tomlinson crawled under Stone's legs to get into a better position. He took Stone's semi-erect cock into his mouth let his tongue search for the edge of Stone's foreskin. He slipped his tongue underneath it and tunneled its way in. Stone's breath started to grow heavier and Tomlinson was glad that he was getting a reaction out of the man. Once the foreskin was rolled back the lieutenant focused his efforts on the plump corona. Stone flinched when he felt teeth scraping over his cockhead. Stone reached down and pulled his cock out of his mouth.

“Let's do this in bed.”

“Sure,” smiled Tomlinson wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He then jumped into the bed and watched Stone climb in. Tomlinson made a move to kiss Stone, but he flinched turned his head away.

“I'm sorry, I just thought that...”

“No, no, I'm sorry. I'm really bad company tonight. Look, I have a few more minutes before I need to get ready to receive the Ground Command crew, why don't I just help you get off.”

Before Tomlinson could say anything Stone went on all fours and took the younger man's cock with his mouth. The priority for Stone wasn't sexual fulfillment anymore, he now just wanted Tomlinson to discharge his load as soon as possible.

This wasn't working for Tomlinson and Stone knew this. The lieutenant pulled his cock out and without saying a word and started to jerk himself off. Stone kissed and lapped Tomlinson's belly showing the younger man how sorry he was that the session had turned out so badly. Stone was relieved when he finally felt a spray of hot liquid on his chest.