Private Nicolas Nelson whistled when he walked into his designated quarters. The room was big and it was obvious that had been recently refitted to look like the barracks. There were three beds on two sides of the room and a door in the back that led to the shower stalls.
Some of his troop members were already there unloading their duffel bags, laughing and chatting as they went. He walked to the empty bed right at the end and threw his bag onto the bed.
“Looks like our accommodations are kinda disappointing.”
“Yeah, I saw some of the crew quarters and I hear they each get a room,” said Private Jennifer Ollien who was stuffing her clothes into a footlocker. She then slammed it shut before kicking it under her bed.
“Well, at least they're makin' us feel at home.”
“Oh quit bitchin' you two,” yelled Private Bryan Summers in his usual jovial tone. “The colonel himself specifically asked that our rooms be this way.” Summers pulled off his olive uniform and unbuckled his pants. “I'm just happy that we don't have to wear their uniforms, I don't think I'd be comfortable walking around with my dick hanging out,” he laughed as he yanked off his pants and wrapped a towel around his waist.
“And a mighty fine dick that is too,” teased Ollien who raised an eyebrow when she turned to Nelson. “What do you think Nicky?”
“Oh I'm sure Nicky would love it,” Private Lee Kremwell walked out of the shower with a towel around his neck. He went over and gave Nelson a playful punch on the shoulder. “Come to think of it, so would I.”
Nelson gave off a nervous laugh and tried not to look at Kremwell's wet and well-defined body. He looked down pretending to get the footlocker out from under his bed with his foot. From the corner of his eye he could see the water drip from the tip of Kremwell's fat flaccid penis onto the floor.
“Fine by me,” Ollien stood up and stripped off her uniform. Her sweaty skin glistened in the light. “You know what, I think I'm going to enjoy this assignment.” She smiled and then chucked her uniform onto the bed. She pulled a towel, flung it over a bare shoulder and walked towards the showers. “But,” Oillien said turning back. “It's just gonna be a whole lotta admiring and nothin else.”
Nelson knew what she meant. Their rules of no fraternization applied here too, not that he has had a lot of luck in hookups even if it didn't. Nelson took off his uniform and fell on his bed tucking his hands behind his head. The last time the nineteen-year-old had sex was over a year ago when he was on leave, and he didn't even enjoy that encounter. There were whispers, from time to time, going around the barracks about troops fooling around, but he had never dared to try anything. And given that Starlight had a Crew Contact policy, he wondered, licking his lips, if he'd be able to resist the temptation.
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