Respite - Part 2

Commander Stone stood under the shower and felt the strong spray of water on his face. The strong jets stung his eyes before he could squeeze them shut.

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.