Eden One - part 2

The dried leaves and grass crunched under their boots as Stone and H’loor walked deeper into the forest. Stone, true to his training was looking around cautiously and reacted to every sound around them. H’loor, on the other hand, was watching the screen on his scanner intently and only looking up once in a while to see where he was stepping.

“Have you been to this planet before H’loor?” asked Stone as he stepped over a large tree root.

“We don’t normally visit other worlds Lieutenant, we just travel to chart the stars and find the resources we need,” said the T’aal without looking up.

“But you visited Earth.”

“Yes, and there are still some of our people who think that it was a mistake.”

“Yeah, I heard.”

“I am not one of them though,” said H’loor realizing how his words came off.

“I’m glad,” replied Stone flashing him a quick smile.

“We should head towards that clearing up ahead.”

“Actually, why are there still T’aal who feel uncomfortable with humans?” Stone asked as he faced his scanner towards their destination. “You have lived among us for nearly forty years, are we really that difficult to like?”

“It is not a matter of liking George, you know that,” H’loor said as he showed Stone the readouts on his scanner. “Making contact with Earth wasn’t something that we normally do. We travel the galaxy looking for what we need from either lifeless planets or dead moons. We almost never land on inhabited worlds or make any form of contact.”

“Yes, yes, I’ve read all about this from the archives; all about how you scanned our world for ore and found that Earth’s core was destabilizing,” said Stone and acknowledged the readout with a nod. “But what made you break protocol and land?”

“It wasn’t just to save humanity,” said H’loor and waited for a reaction from the human.

“Yeah, I know. The sooner you get us off the Earth, the faster you’d be able to mine the core.”

“I’m surprised,” said H’loor. “There are some humans who feel uncomfortable talking about this.”

“Well, I’m not one of them then,” smiled Stone. “In any case, once the core destabilizes and the planet dies we won't be able to live there anymore, so I don’t really mind you breaking up my backyard.”

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The forest was quiet aside from the odd chirp and squeak that Lieutenant Jacques Murel thought must be the planet's wildlife. Before leaving the ship they were told that preliminary scans of the planet surface revealed that there were many small lifeforms moving in clusters. His training as an army reserve personnel back on Earth, before he joined this mission, clicked in and he moved cautiously and quietly through the woods. Once in a while, he could hear Lieutenant Sparr behind him and he resisted telling the geologist to keep it down and to stop touching everything he sees.

“Dave, there's a rock formation up ahead, maybe we can get a better look at the terrain from there,” said Murel.

The two men climbed the rock surface with Murel leading the way. “Looks like this forest stretches on for hundreds of kilometers,” said Murel looking out and shielding his eyes from the green glare of the planet. “We should chart what we can and give the next landing party the coordinates to continue where we leave off.”

“I don't think we can get much more on foot,” continued Murel trying to see as far as he could from his vantage point. “We're definitely gonna need a scout ship to get a better...”

Murel looked backed down at Sparr standing on a rocky ledge just below him and realized that he wasn't paying attention. “Dave, what the hell's wrong? Are you listening?”

“Sorry Jac, yeah, I am. Please continue,” said Sparr who started blushing.

“Oh man, you were looking at my cock! Damn it, you need to learn to focus.”

“I'm sorry, we were, you know, supposed to play last night and I was looking forward to it, that's all.”

“What is it with you and sex? We've got a job to do here, and oh my god you have a hardon! Damn it, Dave!”

“Can't I just touch it? Just for a sec?” pleaded Sparr. “I know that you've been avoiding Crew Contact since we started this mission, don't you wanna just get some release?”

Murel looked at Sparr's pleading eyes and felt oddly touched. Here was a man who had obviously been checking him out and smitten with him, and all he wanted was to get close. Murel also knew Sparr was right, he had not gotten any action since they went into space. Murel crouched down, reached out and stroked the other man's face.

“You're really boosting my ego here,” Murel said, smiling. “Okay, okay, just make it fast.”

Sparr looked away as if embarrassed but when he looked back at Murel his eyes showed his pent up lust. He held out his hand and felt Murel's low hanging balls, feeling it's weight with his palm and exploring the texture of the skin with his thumb. For a moment Sparr wondered how much cum this heavy pouch must contain. Murel's cock started to extend and his cockhead peeked out from under it's thick hood.

“You have no idea how beautiful your cock is Lieutenant,” smiled Sparr who noticed that Murel's eyes were closed and his breathing was getting heavy. As he massaged the meat, gently tugging back the foreskin, pre-cum started to leak from the eye of the penis. And to Sparr's delight the clear, sticky nectar didn't stop flowing.

“Oh shit,” hissed Murel enjoying the warm touch of a hand that obviously knew the way around a man's cock. He sucked in air through his teeth when he felt Sparr's fingers reach behind his balls and gasped softly when Sparr slurped his cock into his warm mouth.

Dave Sparr's tongue rolled over the entire cockhead inside his mouth and then paused to feel frenulum on the underside of the head making Murel moan louder. Murel's cock continued secreting pre-cum on Sparr tongue and he let the juice collect in his mouth before lacquered it back on the inflated bulb.

There was a rustle behind them and true to his training Murel was snapped back to alert mode.
“What was that?” he whispered to Sparr, who let go of Murel's meaty cock and a trail of pre-cum dribbled from his mouth.

Sparr drew his blaster and turned to check, moving closer to the source of the sound.

“Dave, wait,” said Murel as he climbed down from the rocks, but the other man had already walked behind some thick bushes.

Murel jumped off the rocks, pulled out his blaster and ran behind Sparr. When he caught up with him, he turned Sparr around holding his shoulders.

“Don't do that again! There's protocol to be...”

Before he could finish he realized that Sparr was pointing at something. Murel looked to the direction he was indicating and felt Sparr pulling closer to him with his arms around his waist.

“Oh my god...” whispered Murel.

Starlight - Ship of Hope

On Board

Eden One - part 1

The landing barge from Starlight hovered over a clearing, blowing grass and bits of leaves into a frenzy before finally setting down. Lieutenant Commander George Stone was the first to walk out after the barge’s heavy doors hissed open. Stone was sure that the sound of the doors opening was louder than the landing itself.

As he took his first step on the alien soil, he realized that all the data and readouts had only readied him for the mission, and not so much the experience of being the first man on a new world. On the way to the planet he had conjured up fantastic imagery drawn from movies he had watched before. However, from where he stood, on the planet tentatively named Eden One, it looked nothing like how he had imaged.

The first thing that caught Stone by surprise was the sunny climate. Perhaps it was the artificial lighting on the ship that he had grown used to, but the brilliance and the warmth from the sun overhead felt wonderful.

Dr. DeSalle, the ship’s physician, walked up and stood next to Stone and shielded his eyes from the glare above.

“Well, this is how Earth would have looked like if we had saved our forests,” said DeSalle.
“Actually, I was expecting purple trees,” Stone smiled.

The rest of the landing party alighted the barge and joined the two looking at the vast forest that surrounded them. Everyone was silent for a while as they took in the view, everyone including H’loor, one of the twelve T’aal on the ship.

Aside from the sky that was slightly greenish, everything else looked familiar. Stone remembered his trip to the forest dome when he was a child, and although the trees here have different shaped leaves and a little paler than what he had seen, the sight still reminded him of home.



“Alright, we need to split into smaller teams,” said Stone breaking the silence. “H’loor, you’re with me. Doctor, you take Valez and Sparr, you’re with Murel.”

“Check your communication scarabs and remain within contact range,” said Stone as the group paired off. “Set your scanners on high intensity and we meet back here in an hour.”

The party nodded and headed off to cover their sector.

"Come on H'loor," said Stone with a smile. "Let's not keep Eden waiting."

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In the vacuum of space, the ship carrying over a thousand hopeful humans hung silently over a green planet. Inside Starlight however, it was buzzing with excitement. It was as if everyone had suddenly come alive, found their purpose and was eager to get things moving along. There was lively chatter in the hallways and at every station with a viewscreen crew members were reading intently all the data that was displayed. The atmospheric readings, the ratio of landmass and water, the flora and fauna on the planet; everything seemed to be just perfect.

It had been only two hours since the first landing barge had been deployed, but already the second team was getting ready to move out. Timothy Li was sure that he wouldn't be on a landing party. He wasn't a scientist of any merit and he was just an ensign. That meant if he wanted to get into the action, he could, at most, help analyze the data or samples brought back by the landing teams. That said, there was a way Tim could get himself a spot on a barge, if he really wanted to go. As the Captain's Boy, he had the ear of the most powerful man on board. Although officially his title was personal aide to the Captain, he attended to more than just scheduling the Captain's meetings. Over a hundred years ago, by way of tradition, the duties of the Captain's Boy included giving solace, comfort and pleasure to the captain. Back then, Earth ships just circled the planet to monitor climate change and keeping an eye on enemy nations. These small vessels would be in orbit for months at a time so it became necessary to assign a junior crew member to take care of the officer-in-charge.

Tim understood the logic that as the person in command, the captain had to maintain a certain distance with the rest of the crew. As such, Crew Contacts would be out of the question. The captain had to rely on his aide to provide all the necessary human contact. Tim took his task seriously and he was chosen not only because he had excellent organizational skills but also he had shown himself to be trustworthy and discreet.

Tim curled up in bed and watched Captain Hunt prepare for his landing mission. He liked looking at the Captain engrossed in his work. The man was handsome and Tim allowed himself a moment to just enjoy the sight of him. Tim marveled how the uniform loved his form; showing off his muscular chest, his dark nipples and his powerful thighs. As Hunt paced the room getting ready, Tim watched Hunt's flaccid penis jiggle like stiff jell-o when he moved. Tim had cared for this penis for the past few months, he took great pride in knowing it very well and how to make it surrender its milk. Looking at it now, Tim could still see the bite marks he had left on the shaft two nights ago. The Captain was always pretty intense in bed and Tim was glad he could help ease some of his burdens. Although their sexual chemistry didn't happen overnight, Tim was happy that they've come this far.



“Are you looking at my dick?” came Hunt, startling Tim.

“Wha...? No...” said Tim giving him a sly look.

“You are such a little liar,” said Hunt dropping what he was doing and climbed into bed. In one quick swoop he pinning the younger man's hands down over his head and parted his legs. They started kissing without further talking and soon the Captain's uniform was off his body and on the floor.

“How much time do you have?” said Tim with his eyes closed and feeling Hunt's bristled chin on his neck.

“Don't worry, they won't leave without me,” whispered Hunt into Tim's ear. “Now lift those legs of yours.”

On Board