Survivors

 

It was Tuesday and the ship's school would be starting the next day. None of the kids were really excited about that, but the adults thought an education was necessary, plus there was less chance of trouble if the kids were in school. Naturally, the kids thought differently.

 

The kids had one more day of freedom, and they planned on using it. After breakfast they all seemed to end up in the games room.

 

Warren was watching a vid when Jordan came up to him. "Hey, Warren, what's up?"

 

"Hi Jordan. I'm just watching this vid. 'The Robots of Saturn'. It's pretty wild."

 

"I've seen that one. Lots of action. You mind if I sit down here?" He pointed to the seat next to Warren.

 

Warren shrugged his shoulders; one boy was like another to him. Jordan took the chair, but ignored the vid.

 

"What do you think about what happened yesterday?" Jordan asked.

 

"You mean on Mars?"

 

"No, I mean on Jupiter."

 

Warren ignored the snide remark. He was used to people treating him like he was some stupid nobody. "Everybody says Mike didn't do it. Even Ryan says so."

 

"Mike has everybody fooled. He talks sweet and smiles a lot. I saw where he was standing before the lights went out, and so did Matthew. No way anybody else could have done it."

 

Warren hadn’t been there so he couldn’t say one way or the other. But the way Jordan described made sense to him. Warren saw Mike talking to Ryan and suddenly got scared for Ryan and for himself.  If Mike was that kind of bully, when would he come after him?

 

 

Alex and Stevie were in the cargo bay playing their instruments and singing. They were naked, the way they loved to be when they practiced their music. And if somebody came in and saw them in the nude, well that was tough for the intruders.

 

The brothers loved their music and already missed performing it. They finished playing a song that they had written together. Stevie set his guitar down and looked at his brother, whom he loved so much. He walked over to Alex and kissed him on the lips. Alex opened his mouth and let Stevie’s tongue slide in; they kissed hard and deep.

 

The brothers were soon lying on the floor kissing and humping each other. Their dicks rubbed as their kisses got deeper and harder. They held each other close, hugging and kissing, rubbing and humping, both of them feeling full of love.

 

"Did you bring any lube?" Stevie asked.

 

"No. I didn't think we would end up here on the floor wanting to have sex."

 

Alex kissed his little brother and let Stevie roll on top of him. Stevie put his dick between Alex's legs and humped him, practicing intercrural sex. Stevie’s cock slid along his brother’s thighs, his belly rubbing along Alex's dick.  It didn't take long for Stevie to feel things build up. His humping got harder and jerkier and he moaned loudly. He was ready to cum. The explosion built up in him, he let out a high pitched scream, his body shook, and his light boy emission shot over his older brother's thighs.  Alex rolled them both over on their sides, rubbed himself a couple of times against Stevie's smooth abdomen, and he covered it with his thicker cum. They held each other tightly, Alex’s cum sticking them together.

 

"I love you Alex. I don't know what I would do without you. I don't know how I ever would have made it without you. I love you. I love you." Stevie slathered wet kisses over Alex’s face.

 

"It's the way I feel about you my sweet brother. We've been through so much together."

 

Stevie cuddled up to Alex. "I'm scared, Alex. I'm scared we did the wrong thing leaving Earth.  I'm so scared."

 

Alex petted Stevie's head. "Stevie....we didn't do the wrong thing. There was nothing left for us there. Dad can't give us what we need. There was no place else for us to go. Right now we're together. We have each other. What more do we need?"

 

Alex felt a couple of drops on his chest. They were Stevie's tears. He pulled his brother close to him. Stevie shook.

 

"Alex?"

 

"Yes?"

 

"What...what...if one of us fell for somebody else. Like here on the ship? What should we do?"

 

"Why? Are you falling for somebody?"

 

"I don't know, I don’t think so...I'm just saying what if?"

 

"Well it’s a bit early to think you’re falling for somebody. I mean we’ve only been on this barge for a couple of days. But, if it was you falling for another guy, I would love you just as much. You're my brother and I won't ever stand in your way of finding someone to love."

 

"I won't do that to you either Alex. Ever. I love you."

 

Alex petted Stevie's head some more, then held it and looked into his eyes. "Who is it Stevie?"

 

"The new kid from Mars--Brandon. How about you?"

 

“You suspected that I’ve got a crush?”

 

“You don’t do a good job of hiding it.”

 

"It’s the big kid. Mike. The one who is in trouble. Funny how we both kinda knew isn't it?"

 

"We've always known each other pretty good. I think I could read you before I could talk." Stevie kissed his big brother and then snuggled up close to him.

 

Stevie suddenly thought of something. "Our music. We're keeping it to ourselves and that’s not right. We need to share it."

 

"Then let's talk to Marie,” Alex told him, referring to their counselor. “The ship has a theater. Let's ask if we can play there."

 

Stevie smiled and hugged his brother even tighter. They both could feel the love flowing between them.

 

 

When Scooter and Douglas came into the games room, Jordan looked them over. He was thinking how those two were always together. He told Warren he needed to talk to them about something and walked over to them.

 

"Hi guys."

 

"Hi Jordan," Scooter smiled. "What's up?"

 

"I need to talk to you a minute.” He looked directly at Scooter, ignoring Douglas. “It's really important."

 

Scooter looked at Douglas. Douglas shrugged his shoulders.

 

"Okay. Let's go over to the corner."

 

"No. It has to be in private. It's really important. Let's go to my cabin."

 

Scooter was really curious now and followed Jordan to his cabin. Jordan used his key on the elevator so they could have access to the crew decks. They got to where the crew’s quarters were, an area Scooter hadn't seen yet. Jordan led him down a couple of passageways and then into a cabin. The cabin was larger than Scooter’s and had an observation window. Scooter could see the colored specks of light flash by that showed that the ship was in hyperspace using warp drive.

 

Jordan took Scooter into his room. Scooter could see it belonged to somebody who lived on the ship of on a permanent basis as the son of a crew member. It was full of posters and pictures and models. Jordan sat on the bed and invited Scooter to sit in a chair.

 

"So what's this all about Jordan?"

 

"Well, you know that my dad overruled your dad about how to install that warp enhancer your dad invented, right?"

 

Scooter didn't like the way this was going. "Yeah."

 

"Well, my dad is totally right about how he installed it. My dad is really safe and would never take any chances. Your dad was wrong about it not working that way.  He just doesn't want us to go the fastest we can."

 

"My dad said installing the enhancer your dad’s way wasn't totally tested yet. He didn't think we should use it. But why tell me about it?  It's none of our business. I mean there’s nothing we can do about it."

 

"It's just this. That friend of yours, Douglas, has been talking smack about you and your dad.  He’s telling everybody how your dad doesn't know what he is doing and how my dad knows more about the enhancer than your dad does. And how because of that you're pretty much a loser like your dad...."

 

"HEY!!!!! Quit getting on my dad!"

 

"Hey, I'm not saying it. I'm just telling what your so-called friend said. I mean my dad totally knows what he is doing in engineering. But that's no reason to get on your dad or on you for being wrong. I'm a true friend, Scooter, not Douglas. Douglas is a sneaky bastard and you can’t trust him."

 

"Thanks." Scooter wasn't sure if he believed Jordan or not. He just couldn't imagine Douglas saying stuff like that.

 

"Who did Douglas say all this to?"

 

"Me. Robert Charles. Lisa."

 

"Ok." Scooter felt his stomach churning.  His stomach always churned when things started upsetting him. He needed to know if Douglas said what Jordan claimed he said, but he was afraid to ask, because what if he really did say it? Or what if he didn't say it and got mad about being asked?

 

Scooter looked over at Jordan. He was so cute and innocent looking that Scooter couldn't believe he was being totally lied to. But he also couldn't believe Douglas would say those things.  He'd only known Douglas for a couple of days now, but he just couldn't believe he would say bad things about him and his father.

 

Jordan thought Scooter was beautiful and wanted Scooter to be his. Now it was time for one more step.  He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He was ready to entice Scooter into some sexual fun. Scooter saw Jordan’s white briefs through the open flaps. Jordan leaned back, put a hand inside his waistband and started playing with his hairless boner. Scooter stared at him, felt himself getting hard. He wanted nothing to do with what Jordan was doing, but at the same time he was becoming sexually excited by what the other boy was doing. Jordan pulled his briefs down, let his rock hard three inch boner pop up, and started stroking it.

 

"You like?" he asked. Scooter was breathing hard. His own dick was caught inside his pants and needed to be freed. "Come on Scooter, join me...it's cool. It's just getting off. It doesn’t mean anything." Jordan's breathing was getting harder, his stroking faster. "Come on. Do it."

 

Something inside Scooter told him not to get involved with Jordan, while at the same time he was opening his pants and pulling out his four inch hairless boner. He knew he was a bit immature for thirteen, but he saw there wasn’t much difference between the twelve-year-old on the bed and himself. Both boys were stroking fast, and with his head start, Jordan was soon shuddering and rocking to a dry orgasm. Scooter was a minute behind him, stroking hard, rubbing his foreskin over the head of his penis, and shook, arched, and shot two clear drops into the air. One landed on his shirt and the other came back down on his pubic regions.

 

Jordan smiled. His expression was sweet on the outside but had an internal sneer that said, 'Got him!'.

 

"That was great, huh Scooter? I bet Douglas don't do that with you. I can be your best friend Scooter. I'll do things for you on this trip like you never knew about."

 

Scooter pulled his pants up and zipped up. This wasn't right. He never heard Douglas knock any one. In the short time he’d known him Douglas had been polite and kind to everyone.  Guilt washed over him as he wished he hadn’t followed his sexual urges.

 

"I better go,” was all Scooter said to Jordan.

 

"Ok. I'll get you back down the elevator." Jordan secured his pants and took Scooter to the public area of the ship.

 

Scooter stood in the elevator feeling terrible, wishing he had left as soon as Jordan had opened his pants.  He had a bad feeling about all of this. His stomach hurt.  He needed to get back to his cabin and think.

 

Just after Scooter and Jordan left the games room, two little boys came in with their parents. The boys were nine year old identical twins. Douglas overheard the parents say that it looked like all the boys were older and they left. Douglas wondered why he hadn’t seen the two boys before.

 

The games room emptied out for lunch. Douglas was disappointed Scooter didn't come back, but Jordan hadn't come back either. That must be some talk they were having, he thought.  Well, maybe he would see him at lunch. He headed for his dining hall. Travis and Ryan were both there. Some of the boys were ignoring dining hall assignments at breakfast and lunch since the dining halls were never full for those meals. It was harder to do at dinner and permission was needed because families usually ate together then. Nobody really cared who sat where for the other meals.

 

Douglas sat down with Ryan and Travis hoping to see Scooter. He talked with them and could see they were getting to like each other a lot. Scooter never did show up and Douglas got a little worried. He left the dining hall and headed to Scooter's cabin.

 

 

Warren finished eating his lunch. Jeremy had joined him and they ate and joked and had fun with each other.  When they finished, Warren said he had to take his meds and would meet Jeremy in the games room. Jeremy offered to walk with him to his cabin, but Warren thanked him saying he would be there at the games room soon.

 

Warren turned into the passageway that led to his cabin and came across Robert Charles.

 

"Well, well, well, look who is coming my way," Robert Charles laughed. Warren stopped. He felt his blood turn cold. He did not like Robert Charles and looked futilely for an escape.

 

Robert Charles stood in front of Warren. Even though he was only a couple of months older, he was much taller and heavier.

 

"I sure do like you little boy."

 

"Don't call me that."

 

Robert Charles grabbed Warren by the collar. "I will call you anything I want, LITTLE BOY! I bet you heard about what happened to somebody down on Mars. It can happen here on the ship, too. I'm not saying I did anything, I'm just saying shit happens. Maybe we can strike a deal, little boy. Like, you do me some favors and I see to it that you're protected from the bad guys on this ship."

 

"My dad will protect me from the likes of you."

 

Robert Charles laughed loud and long. "I like that. Your dad ain't shit Warren. Do you know who my dad is?"

 

Warren shook his head no.

 

"Try the new colonial governor. Try a former World Congress Senator. Try a former state Governor. Try one of the most powerful men on Earth. Think about who is going to protect who.  Now let me leave you with a word to the wise. Watch out for three boys. Mike, who seems real nice but is dangerous as shit. Jeremy (Warren winced), who I heard had a reputation on Earth, and..."

 

"What kind of reputation?" Warren asked meekly.

 

"Let's just say he left Earth before the law could catch  up to what he was doing. At least that's what I heard."

 

Robert Charles could see Warren cringe when he heard that. "The third one is Douglas who thinks he should be in charge and will do anything to anybody to get there."

 

Just like you, Warren thought.

 

Robert Charles pushed Warren hard up against the wall. "If I hear anybody, your dad, your friends, even your cabin wall, has heard about our little talk...well...then it probably would be a good idea if you never left your cabin. And think about our little partnership. It would be in your best interests." He let Warren fall to the floor. "See you around, little boy."

 

Warren wanted to cry but didn't. He wasn't going to give Robert Charles the satisfaction. But now the tears were flowing and his breathing was coming hard. He got up off the floor and headed to his cabin.  He spent the rest of the day there.

 

Douglas rang Scooter's door buzzer. Nobody answered. Well, maybe he went to the games room, Douglas thought.

 

Scooter was alone in the cabin. He was pretty sure who it was ringing the buzzer and he didn't want to talk to him. He felt sick about what he heard in Jordan's room and about what he had done in Jordan's room; so sick he skipped lunch. He got up off his bed, walked into the bathroom and puked one more time.

 

Douglas headed back to the games room. Scooter wasn't there either, but Jordan was. He decided to ask Jordan where Scooter had gone after they talked.

 

"I don't know where he went." Jordan looked at Douglas with his sweet angelic face. "But there is something you should know."

 

"What's that?"

 

"I think Scooter is falling in love with me. But he is being kind of nasty about it."

 

"Huh?"

 

Jordan got real close to Douglas and whispered, "He pulled down his pants and jacked off right in front of me. He told me he wanted to have sex with me. Be careful around him. I think he might be a pervert or something." Jordan walked away, and Douglas missed the evil grin on his sweet face.

 

 

The night before the first day of school caught up with everybody. Scooter and Warren skipped dinner. Scooter told his father he didn't feel well, which was exactly what Warren said to his father.

 

Scooter's father was mad because the captain wouldn’t meet with him because he was busy dealing with other issues.  The captain’s aide set up a meeting for Thursday for Scooter's dad and Jordan’s dad, Chief Engineer Paxton, to meet with the captain.

 

The boys settled into their beds. Many of the young adolescents were horny and had to take care of themselves. 

 

Others simply thought about the events of the day. Scooter lay in bed thinking of Douglas. He became more and more positive that the things Jordan said about Douglas couldn't be true. 

 

Douglas lay in bed thinking of Scooter and how beautiful he was. He thought about how much he was getting to like Scooter. He was certain Scooter couldn't be falling for Jordan. Did Scooter really jack off in front of Jordan? he wondered.  The thought sent waves of jealously coursing through him.

 

Warren was in his bed thinking of Jeremy. He thought about how badly he wanted to see Jeremy naked and how he wanted Jeremy to be more than just a friend.  His cum soon stained his top sheet.

 

Jeremy was on top of his blankets, jerking himself off. Ryan looked over at his naked roommate, focusing on his three-inch hairless hard-on.  Ryan had become more comfortable with Jeremy’s boldness and started doing the same thing on his own bed. He kept his t-shirt on and pulled his boxers halfway down his thighs. At fourteen he was proud of his four inches and the wisps of pubic hair sprouting on his groin. 

 

"Let's see who shoots first," Jeremy challenged. They both sped up, hands flying along their shafts. Twelve-year-old Jeremy came first, shooting light drops of cum over himself with thoughts of Warren. Ryan shot his thicker teen cum seconds later, thinking of Travis as his orgasm shook his slender body

 

Alex and Stevie were happy to just talk and snuggle. Sometimes that was all they needed. Alex talked about Mike and about how he had to be getting a raw deal. Stevie talked about Brandon, the kid who boarded at Mars, and how he wanted to become friends with him.

 

Mike's thoughts were on Ryan. How could anyone think he would hit somebody that cute and wonderful, or think he could sucker punch somebody like that? Mike was the only boy bigger than Robert Charles, but unlike the other big teen he was a gentle and caring individual. He closed his eyes and masturbated his six inches, thinking of Ryan and his sexy, slender body. It didn’t take him long to fire his cum over his chest and abdomen.

He cleaned himself up thinking how he would show everybody what he was like and what Ryan meant to him.

 

Brandon thought about Scooter and how great it had been to see his old friend. He wondered if they could go back to doing the things they did before he moved. He wondered what Scooter had going with Douglas. Douglas was cute, smart, and friendly, just the kind of boy Scooter would fall for. He cummed over himself thinking of the fun he used to have with Scooter.

 

Thirteen-year-old Travis was on the floor, his legs up on the bed, jerking himself hard. Ryan was on his mind. He was so cute and blond and smooth and sexy. But Ryan wasn't a girl. Right now he should be thinking of Lisa, or somebody at home—not a boy. There just weren’t enough girls on this ship, he thought. He looked up at his cock and at the two black, lonely hairs on his pubic area. If he adjusted himself a little he would be able to lick his own cock, which felt so good, but that would mean getting up to grab his pillow to prop his head on. He was too close to orgasm to move, so he continued with his masturbation. His body shook and shivered, he raised his legs straight up, and shot his mostly clear drops onto his face and caught some in his mouth. It was a great, hard cum.  He wiped his face with his finger and licked it clean.

 

Jordan was thinking of what happened in his room before lunch and how he convinced Scooter to jack off with him. He wasn’t surprised about how easy it had been—he was confident in his power of persuasion. Watching the blond jerk off was beyond hot for Jordan. He had to make sure Douglas knew what had happened with him and Scooter. But then he thought of little Matthew. He was young and cute and innocent and so ready to learn about the best thing in life—sex. It was time to make a move on him. Jordan’s dry cum shook his body.

 

Robert Charles thought about Lisa and how he was going to get her naked. He was going to add her to his list of girls he had fucked. And while waiting to get Lisa naked and in bed, there were a few wimpy faggy boys he could use to keep himself satisfied. He had no problem sticking his seven inches up a boy’s ass. The thought of fucking a boy in the games room made him hotter and harder and he shot his thick cum, hitting his chin, his chest finally his belly, with the last of his emission falling into his thick nest of black pubic hair. Robert Charles was a very physically mature fourteen-year-old boy.

 

 

The next morning after breakfast the children on the "Starkeeper" headed for the ship's school.  The older ones were in Mr. Z's room while the younger ones had a teacher named Miss Sampson. The ship's school was really a place to keep up with where they had been in school before leaving for the voyage of the “Starkeeper”.  Every student would start with a test on the computer and then receive lessons geared to their own level. There were four girls and thirteen boys in Mr. Z's room. Matthew was in Mr. Z’s room for now. Whether he stayed or not would depend on his test results.

 

Mr. Z introduced himself to the students who hadn't met him yet. He spent much of the morning setting up the rules of the class.  He let his class know that there would be a tour of the ship the next day and that it would take close to the entire school day. He had the students introduce themselves and tell where they came from so he could get to know them better. Of course he already knew Jordan.

 

Mr. Z explained that they would have a lot of say in how the room would run.

 

“You will be electing a class president soon,” he told them. “He or she will be your class leader and help me with running the class.” Since they all didn't really know each other well enough yet to make that decision, he said he was going to appoint a leader for the first week. The election would be next Wednesday.

 

"The person I want to appoint for now has a background in being a leader." A couple of kids, including Scooter looked at Douglas. They knew he had been the student body president at his school.  "He has been raised to be a leader,” Mr. Z went on. “His father is famous. I think he has the respect of all of you here already.  So, at least for the first week, when I need help Robert Charles is my choice." Mr. Z stood there waiting for a reaction. Almost always, his choice ended up being the student voted in as class president. This time all he got was, "Way to go, Robert Charles," from Jordan, Lisa, Matthew, and the other three girls. The rest of the boys were silent.

 

Then Warren said quietly, "Nice job, Robert Charles." Jeremy looked at him, and wondered if something happened.  He knew Warren didn't think much of Robert Charles—in fact most of them didn’t He would have to find out more about Warren’s comment later.

 

The rest of the morning was spent taking computer tests. They finished just before lunch. Mr. Z said they didn't have to come back for the afternoon. He reminded them to be on time and to wear comfortable shoes for the tour. As everybody left for lunch, Mr. Z asked Mike to stay behind.

 

"Mike, let's get right to it. I didn't see you hit Ryan, but Robert Charles told me yesterday that he heard somebody move and that the only person in the area close to Ryan was you.  Jordan backs him up on a lot of this. I’ve known Jordan for two voyages. His father is the Chief Engineer. Robert Charles was groomed for leadership and has the background of a leader. I have no reason to doubt them.

 

“I've just met you. I can see you are a big kid, the biggest one on the ship. So I don't see any reason why you would need to bully anybody.  Can you explain to me why you had to punch out a much smaller boy in the dark?”

 

"Yes, sir, I can."

 

"Well, good. Tell me."

 

"Sir, with all due respect, I never laid a finger on Ryan. Not ever."

 

"Two people give evidence that says different."

 

"I don't care about the evidence. I never touched Ryan."

 

"Are you saying Robert Charles and Jordan are lying? Their dads are the new Colonial Governor and the Chief Engineer of this ship."

 

"First of all sir, I don't know how what their fathers do has to do with anything. All I know is, I never touched Ryan."

 

"Mike, I think what you need to do is learn from what happened and move on. If you show me what I think you're really like, I know I won't hold it against you."

 

"Sir, let me say this so you can understand it. I did not hit Ryan. And let me add a second thing." Mike didn't wait for Mr. Z to say anything. "And that is, I think you're going to find that giving Robert Charles that position of leadership was a big mistake."

 

"You may go now Mike." Mr. Z dismissed him.

 

When Mike got out into the hallway somebody was waiting for him.

 

"Hi Mike."

 

"Hey, Ryan. Thanks for waiting."

 

"He kept you after because of me, right?"

 

"No, he kept me because of some asshole named Robert Charles." Mike started laughing and so did Ryan.

 

"I want to talk to Mr. Z and set him straight."

 

"Some other time. Let's eat lunch, I’m starving.” Eating was one of Mike’s favorite activities.

 

They walked down the passageway to a dining hall. Mike reached out and put his arm around Ryan's shoulder. Ryan smiled at Mike and was greeted by Mike's huge happy grin in return.