Survivors

 

 

 

Friday morning, before class started, Mr. Z. called Alex into his office.

 

"You didn't show up for class yesterday." Mr. Z pointed out to Alex.

 

"I wasn't feeling good, sir."

 

"You need to let me know if you can’t make it to class."

 

"I forgot."

 

"Someone said they saw you near Mike's cabin."

 

"I got lost."

 

"Alex, I know we're going to be together for just a little while. But I I know some of the teachers on Alpha Omega IV. They won't put up with your attitude. That planet an unforgiving place to live—it will punish you long before the teachers will if you don’t have a proper attitude."

 

"Sir, I don't have an ‘attitude’.” Alex dragged out the word “attitude”.  You have the attitude because you don't trust us and you aren't honest with us. So we don't trust you. Sir....."

 

"That's enough Alex."

 

Alex didn't like being interrupted, but he kept his mouth shut. He didn't want to end up on restriction like Mike. Then they wouldn't be able to see each other.

 

"Sorry, sir."  It was now kiss ass time. "I'll try to do better, sir. I'm just not used to dealing with teachers. Stevie and I were home schooled on Earth. I'm sorry if I was disrespectful. I just wanted everything to be fair."

 

"Well, Alex.  Life isn't fair. Don't expect it to be and you can never be disappointed."

 

"Yes, sir."

 

Mr. Z. let Alex go back to class. He would have to watch him closely. He was smart and not afraid to speak his mind. Students like that were dangerous.

 

At lunch Alex went to see Marie. He told her about Mike not being able to go to the concert on Friday and wondered if she could get special permission for him to go. She said she would look into it. He told Mike what Marie had said and both of them hoped that she could do something. All of the boys who dealt with Marie had come to like and trust her. They found her to be honest and fair with them, which is all they asked for.

 

Just before class ended Marie came by and called Alex and Mike outside.

 

"I'm sorry. The First Officer wouldn't budge. He said Mike has to accept the consequences for what he did, and that he is lucky the restriction wasn't for the entire voyage. He said that what Mike did was a serious offense and could have landed him in the brig. He wasn't pleased that he was even being asked to give Mike permission to go. I tried for you.  You're a nice kid Mike. If it means anything, I don't think you hit either boy, or I wouldn't have tried."

 

The boys thanked Marie and went back into the classroom. Alex felt badly for his new love. He wanted Mike to be able to attend the concert. He was going to make this all up to Mike some time, no matter what. Mike felt bad that he wouldn't be able to hear Alex and Stevie.

 

After school some crew members helped Stevie and Alex take their instruments to the auditorium.  About a half hour before concert time people started arriving. Their classmates came the earliest so they could get front row seats. They were ready for something better than movies, comedians, magicians, and jugglers. This was going to be real entertainment.

 

When show time came the theater was full. The lights went down, and Robert Charles appeared on the stage.

 

"What's he doing there?" Alex asked Stevie.

 

"I don't know."

 

"This is really making me mad."

 

Robert Charles had a microphone in his hand.

 

"Ladies and Gentlemen and all my fellow students. I'm happy to have helped to make this possible. I heard how talented Alex and Stevie are and I wanted nothing more as the elected leader of the upper class to help give them a chance to play their music for all of you. I'm proud to present our favorite brothers on board the "Starkeeper", Alex and Stevie."

 

The boys in the front looked at each other. Douglas and Scooter were shaking their heads. Ryan turned and whispered to Scooter, "What an asshole. He never did a thing to help anybody."

 

Behind the curtain Alex said to Stevie, "He's gonna get his. You wait and see."

 

Robert Charles walked off the stage and the curtain opened.  Alex and Stevie were on stage and the spotlight hit them. As soon as it hit them they started playing their music and singing. The boys had no doubt that the brothers were good. What they didn't know was that Alex and Stevie were incredibly talented and polished performers. Both the kids and the adults loved the performance, showing their appreciation by clapping and whistling after each song. The first officer, Marie, Mr. Z, and the Recreation Director were just as enthusiastic. A half-hour into the concert Alex announced the next song.

 

"I want to dedicate this song to somebody I love and who can't be here tonight. It's called "I Miss you Like Crazy"."

 

Alex and Stevie started playing with Alex on the keyboard and Stevie playing his guitar. Alex did the singing.

 

When I think of you, I don't know what to do.  Even more than words can say.  I miss you like crazy.  Every minute of every day.  When will I see you again?  I miss you like crazy. More and more each day.  Boy of my dreams, when your love's not around I miss you, miss you like crazy. *

 

*(Words from the song "I Miss You Like Crazy" by Alex)

 

The kids all knew who he was singing about. They all knew who wasn't there and who Alex was missing. And they could tell Alex was putting a little something extra into it. The adults were kind of confused, except maybe Brad, wondering why he was singing a love song about another boy. But it was great music and maybe they were missing something. When the song ended, Scooter, Douglas, Brandon, Ryan, and Travis leaped up and cheered and whistled so loud it almost drowned out the rest of the audience. Warren stood up with them and started cheering, too.  Jeremy, Robert Charles, and Jordan didn't get up. Matthew started to when he saw everybody else get up, but Jordan grabbed him and made him sit back down. Matthew was confused; he wanted to join all the boys who were excited and happy.

 

When the concert was over everybody went nuts. Even Robert Charles, Jordan, and Jeremy applauded. It was the singers they didn't like, not the music. Also, Robert Charles wanted everybody to see him appreciating the show he had taken credit for. Jordan had to admit it was one of the best shows he had ever seen on a trip. He knew they would get a second night, and even play for the crew; they were that good.

 

After the auditorium emptied out, Alex and Stevie helped the crew members get their gear back to the cargo area. When everything was properly stowed, Alex went to Mike's cabin. Brad let him in. Alex saw Mike on the couch and went to sit next to him. Alex and Mike chatted with Brad for a while and then went to Mike's room. Brad watched them go in and smiled. He knew love when he saw it, which all but explained Alex’s song.

 

Except to eat, Alex didn't leave Mike's bedroom all weekend. They made the sweetest love every chance they got.  On Sunday, Alex figured he’d better get back to Stevie. He told Mike he would see him in school on Monday.

 

After Alex left, Brad talked to Mike.

 

"He's pretty special to you, isn't he?"

 

Mike knew he wasn't hiding anything from his brother and that the time had come to be honest.

 

"I love him, Brad."

 

"I can see that."

 

"I think I'm gay."

 

"You think, or you know?"

 

Mike felt a couple of tears. "I know."

 

Brad hugged him. "Nothing to cry about. Being gay no longer has the stigma it endured for so long."

 

"Some people think so."

 

"Some people have always had to hate somebody, bro. Some people always will, I guess.  Nothing you can do about it. Just know I love you brother. And we are brothers in more ways than one."

 

Mike looked at his older brother and smiled.

 

"I'm here for you anytime you need me, Mike. See you in the morning." Brad gave Mike one more hug and headed for his bedroom.

 

Other than school, Mike stayed in his room until his restriction ended. His meals were brought to his room by a steward. Alex was with him whenever they were able to be alone. For them it was sweet love between two boys who loved each other.

 

When Alex wasn't with Mike, he was with Stevie. They would play their music in the cargo bay, or make love on their bed talking about Mike and Brandon. The brothers loved each other totally, but they were pleased that they each had a boyfriend of their own. This whole trip was turning into something awesome for both of them.

 

Friday, Alex and Stevie did a show for the crew. Everybody but the crew on duty was there and they loved the show. Jordan brought Matthew with him and sat in the back of the crew lounge, both enjoying the show as much as before. Without Robert Charles around, Jordan didn’t have to hide his enthusiasm. Matthew was happy that he could show his true feelings as well.

 

That weekend Alex did not go to the games room but stayed with Mike. Brad could feel the love they had for each other and was happy that they didn't spend all their time in the bedroom, but came out to talk with him, or play games, or watch vids.

 

Sunday was a special day because it ended Mike’s restriction. The boys made sweet love in the morning, went to brunch, came back and talked some with Brad, then spent the afternoon cuddling.  Mike told Alex how ready he was to get to the games room and have fun again with the whole group. The only times he saw everybody was in school. Alex had spent some time in the games room every day during the week so he could catch up on all of the gossip and let Mike know all that was going on with everybody.

 

What he didn't tell Mike was the big surprise that was planned for him on Monday evening. Mike would just have to find out what it was when it happened. Alex knew Mike would absolutely love it.

 

 

Stevie was upset with the introduction Robert Charles had made at the concert. He wondered how that asshole take credit for the concert..  Stevie thought about what he did to Robert Charles so he and Alex could have their concert date back. Stevie hated Robert Charles, but he wouldn't let his feeling get in the way of making this their greatest concert ever.

 

Before Alex sang his solo for Mike, they both sang a song that Stevie told Brandon was for him.

 

Saw you this morning with that look in your eyes I hate to see you looking lost and lonely Baby, I'll be there for you When you need somebody When you want somebody who cares.

 

When you're down and feeling blue I'll be there for you When you need somebody When you want somebody who cares.

 

If you look you'll find I got you on my mind I'll be there for you.*

 

*(from the song "I'll Be There For You" by Alex).

 

When it was over there was a ton of applause. Brandon looked up at the stage and at Stevie and said, "I love you." Stevie smiled and blew a kiss. Brandon knew it was for him.

 

Because Alex was staying at Mike's after the concert, Brandon and Stevie had Stevie's cabin all alone.  The boys undressed each other and kissed and hugged. Pretty soon they were side-by-side on Stevie’s rarely used bed, in a sixty-nine, sucking each other’s cocks, working hard to make each other feel good. Both boys were totally horny.

 

Even while sucking each other, they admired their lover’s body. Brandon was completely hairless except for light wisps of pubic hair at the base of his penis. Stevie had no hair at all, his pubic region as bare and smooth as a baby’s. Both boys could shoot and it wasn't long before they filled each other's mouth with sweet hot boy cum.

 

In the afterglow, they were naked in bed cuddling and talking.

 

"Thanks for the song, Stevie."

 

"I love you, Brandon. I was hoping you would like that. I really will be here for you. Any time."

 

They kissed some more.

 

"I'm glad I have you in my life, Stevie. I was so excited to see Scooter, and then I found out he's in love with somebody else."

 

"You love Scooter?"

 

"Yeah, and he loves me, but not like he loves Douglas."

 

"Are you jealous of Douglas?"

 

"I was, big time. I thought Scooter was supposed to be mine forever."

 

"You're not jealous any more though?"

 

Brandon shook his head. “No, not any more. First, it was two years since I saw him last and I kind of figured out that life goes on, even if it’s not easy. But second, and most important, I found you. I love you. I still love Scooter, but like a best friend. But I love you like....well...I love you..."

 

"Like a lover? A boyfriend?"

 

"Yes. Like that."

 

They kissed some more.

 

"If you had a chance to have sex with Scooter would you do it?"

 

"Only if it was totally okay with you."

 

"I love you and I trust you. If it made you even happier after doing something with Scooter, it would be okay with me."

 

They talked and kissed more until they could no longer keep their eyes open and fell asleep all cuddled up and tight.

 

Like the other boys, they hung out together in the games room and at lunch. Nobody was talking about who was falling in love with whom, but it was like they all knew and were all waiting for it to come out in the open. With Alex, Mike, Stevie, and Brandon it already had.

 

One day after school Stevie and Brandon were alone in Stevie’s cabin. Alex had gone to visit Mike.

 

"I love you, Brandon,” Stevie whispered as soon as he closed the door of the cabin.

 

"I love you, Stevie."

 

"I want you to make love to me."

 

"Um...like. Like sex? Like..."

 

"Yeah. Like up my butt."

 

"Doesn't that hurt?"

 

"Not since I first did it."

 

"So you’ve done it. Was it you and Alex?"

 

"Yeah. And one other person who doesn't count." Stevie wasn't ready to tell Brandon about how he was abused by his uncle when he was younger. "I love Alex and love doing stuff with him, but now I want the boy I love who isn’t my brother inside me making love to me."

 

Stevie was on his back, his legs raised, his ass exposed, one of his hands stroking his erection. He guided Brandon inside him. Brandon had never felt anything so tight and warm and wonderful as Stevie’s ass. He instinctively started thrusting and it didn't take long for his thirteen-year-old-body to have an orgasm that almost knocked him out. Brandon was certain he had discovered the key to heaven. As Brandon thrust, Stevie kept pace stroking his own erection. Within seconds of Brandon’s orgasm, Stevie was spewing his hot cum over his chest, stomach and pubic area. The two boys collapsed into each other’s arms, kissing passionately and feeling they had just experienced the ultimate in making love.

A couple of days later Stevie took Brandon's cherry. For Brandon it was a very special moment. For Stevie it was the first person he’d topped except his brother. It was just as special to him. Brandon was ready for the pain and a couple of times he wanted Stevie to stop. But the pleasure he was getting from his experienced thirteen-year-old lover started to trump the pain. Brandon started jerking himself off as Stevie thrust his dick into his anus. After Stevie came into Brandon’s ass and pulled himself out, Brandon felt both relieved and empty. He looked up at Stevie’s beautiful face and continued to jerk off until his thin, whitish boy seed shot over his chest and belly.

When the crew concert came, Stevie had fun. But it wasn't the same as when they played for the passengers, and his friends, and for his Brandon. He was surprised to see Jordan and Matthew in the back of the crew lounge. He remembered what Alex had said to him the night before about the surprise for Mike. He knew it was going to be awesome for Mike and for all of their friends. 

 

JEREMY AND WARREN

 

After the concert Jeremy walked Warren to his room. He thought about asking Warren why he hadn’t sat with him at the concert, then decided it wasn’t important. He wanted more from Warren that night than just sitting next to him at a concert.

 

"When do I get to stay the night, Warren?"

 

"Do you really want to?"

 

"Yeah I do."

 

"I'll ask dad if it's okay tonight."

 

Jeremy grinned in surprise. He couldn't believe his luck. Warren always kept turning him down. Now, suddenly, he had said yes. Jeremy didn't know why, but he wasn't going to turn it down.

 

Warren returned and said it was okay with his father. Jeremy hugged Warren. Warren wasn't sure how to react, so he just stood there and let it happen.

 

They entered Warren’s cabin and Jeremy introduced himself to Warren's father. After some polite chatter, Warren’s father excused himself and retired to his room, telling the boys not to stay up too late. Warren led Jeremy to Warren’s room.

 

They played some vid games for a while, but Jeremy was getting pretty horny. He couldn't stand both of them being together in the room fully dressed.

 

"Let's get some of these clothes off and get more comfortable," Jeremy said.

 

"Why?" Warren asked.

 

"Because, like I said, it's more comfortable sitting in your undies."

 

"Let's just play some more."

 

"Right, we play some more, but in our undies." What Jeremy really wanted was to get Warren naked, but that wasn't going to happen right away. One step at a time.

 

Jeremy took off his shirt. Warren gaped at his friend’s bare chest. The twelve-year-old’s chest was starting to get some definition. To Warren, the younger boy’s was so smooth and wonderful. He looked at Jeremy's belly button. Warren loved looking at belly buttons, and Jeremy's innie made his dick start to get hard. Oh how he wanted to rub his hand along Jeremy's belly and around his naval.

 

"Come on, Warren, at least take off your shirt." Jeremy was two years younger than Warren, but he was far more experienced in life, and he was unquestionably the dominant boy of the pair.

 

Warren was afraid that Jeremy would see how much skinnier he was compared to him. Warren was afraid of being embarrassed and Jeremy laughing at him because his body wasn’t nearly as good as the younger boy’s. He still couldn't figure out why Jeremy liked him so much, but he accepted it.

 

"Come on, Warren," Jeremy said again. His voice sounded kind of hoarse. Jeremy thought Warren was hot and sexy. He loved his small size and skinniness and he wanted to see him with nothing on.  Tonight would be the first step he hoped.

 

Warren sat there pushing on the game control and didn't say anything. Both boys had their shoes off and Jeremy was shirtless.

 

"These pants are hot and tight," Jeremy muttered. He opened the belt and the top button. His hard cock was pushing up tight against his pants. He wanted so badly to adjust it.

 

Warren was getting harder and harder. He wanted Jeremy to open up his pants even more. He wanted to see his undies. He had a sudden desire to pull down Jeremy’s zipper, but he was afraid. He was afraid Jeremy would know he was gay and wouldn't like him as much.

 

"Still kind of tight," Jeremy muttered again. This time he unzipped his pants. Warren could see Jeremy's white briefs showing. Warren was so hard now he thought he was going to burst.

 

Jeremy wanted Warren to see him—all of him. He wished Warren would start taking things off.

 

"Aren't you hot, Warren? It’s really warm in here. I still think you should take your shirt off."  Jeremy's heart was thumping hard, as was Warren's.

 

Jeremy lifted himself off the bed and pulled at his pants until they were off. His boner was pushing his briefs into a big tent. Warren stared at the boy on his bed sitting in just his underpants, which were pushed out by the preteen erection underneath them. Warren looked at Jeremy’s smooth legs and smooth body. Warren thought Jeremy looked hot in the white briefs.

 

"Maybe I should put my PJs on," Warren said.

 

"Yeah, put on your PJs."

 

Warren took a deep breath and pulled off his shirt. Jeremy looked at Warren's chest and almost creamed his underpants right then.  Warren found his pajama shirt and put it on. Jeremy wanted to stop him, but all he could do was sit on the bed breathing hard. Then Warren pulled off his pants. Jeremy got a look at his briefs, but he couldn't tell if Warren was hard or not. Warren grabbed the pajama bottoms, but then set them down. He sat on the bed next to Jeremy wearing just his PJ top and his briefs. He saw Jeremy put his hand inside his briefs and adjust his hard dick. When Jeremy took his hand out, Warren could see the head of his cock as it pushed out the waistband.

 

Warren shuddered and felt his cock spasm. He put his hand over his mouth, but sounds still came out as he had a spontaneous orgasm and creamed his underpants. He had never touched himself, yet he could feel his undies get wet with his teen cum. Warren was so embarrassed he wanted to hide under the bed. He fought back tears, hoping that Jeremy wouldn’t hate him for what he’d just done.

 

Jeremy knew what had just happened to Warren and it turned him on even more. He was so close to cumming himself. He couldn't stop now if he wanted to. He pulled his briefs down under his balls and his five inch cock popped right up.

 

Warren saw that Jeremy was mature for a twelve-year-old. He had no pubic hair, but his boy cock was long, and slender, and was leaking precum. Warren had just creamed his underpants, but he was still hard as he saw another boy’s boner for the first time. Jeremy stroked his cock three times then moaned loudly. His body arched and he shot spurts of white boy cum. His spunk hit his neck, his nipples, his belly button, and dribbled into his bare pubic region.  Jeremy collapsed on the bed, his orgasm so awesome that his head was spinning.

 

Warren was so lost he didn't even know he was pulling off his PJ top and pulling down his undies.  Jeremy was amazed at seeing Warren naked. He saw the teen’s perfect four-inch boner for the first time. He thought at first Warren had no pubic hair at all, but then he made out tiny little wisps along the side of his groin. Jeremy was secretly pleased that even though he was two years younger than Warren, his junk was bigger.

 

Warren was stroking himself with his eyes closed like he had forgotten that Jeremy was on his bed. He stroked about a dozen times and let out a long slow moan. He started cumming, the first squirt landing on his chest and the next landing across his belly. Jeremy watched as his friend shot over himself with his second orgasm in the space of fifteen minutes. He was convinced that Warren was the hottest boy on the ship.

 

Suddenly Warren realized what he had done and pulled up his undies, turning bright red.

 

"That was great, Warren. You are so hot."

 

"I...I...I..am?"

 

Jeremy leaned over and held Warren's face.  "You are. Very hot." Then he got real close like he was going to kiss him.

 

"Jeremy, what are you doing?" Jeremy answered him by kissing Warren's lips. Warren got uptight and then relaxed. Jeremy kept his lips on Warren's. Warren realized that what was happening was incredibly wonderful. Without knowing what he was doing he opened his mouth and Jeremy's tongue took advantage by shooting right into it. Warren felt like he was hit by a jolt of electricity. His whole body shook hard, his heart started racing, and his breathing became fast. He didn't ever want this to end. Ever. The kiss went on and on and on and was glorious.

 

Warren was just wearing his undies while Jeremy was naked. They were kissing and hugging and petting and stroking. Warren couldn't believe this was happening to him.  Two straight cums and again he was hard as a rock.

 

Jeremy's hand started rubbing Warren's crotch through his underpants.  He felt Warren's perfect-sized hardness. His other hand rubbed Warren's chest. He grabbed Warren's waistband and started tugging. Warren wanted to stop him and didn't want to stop him, so he just let Jeremy go, and soon he was naked, too.

 

Warren placed his hand on Jeremy's cock. He not only was touching another boy's cock, he was touching the cock of a boy who was hot and athletic. It felt like all the warp power in the "Starkeeper" was roaring through him when he touched Jeremy's cock. And when Jeremy touched his again he almost fainted. The boys kissed harder and deeper, arms wrapped around each other. Their erections touched. Jeremy pushed his against Warren’s. Warren squealed it felt so good.

 

Then Jeremy kneeled down between Warren's knees and let Warren's erection slide into his mouth. Warren saw colors, his brain exploded, his cock exploded, his cum exploded into Jeremy's mouth, and then he did faint.

 

When Warren woke up he was lying under the blankets with Jeremy's arms around him. They were both naked. Jeremy was sound asleep and it was dark. Warren kissed Jeremy’s face lightly and realized something. He had never felt happier in his life. He felt his now flaccid cock, smiled, and fell back to sleep.

 

When morning came Jeremy woke up feeling something rubbing his belly. He opened his eyes and saw it was Warren rubbing his dick on his belly button. Warren moaned and Jeremy felt Warren's warm sticky cum on his belly button. It was Warren’s fourth orgasm since they’d started sexing around, causing Jeremy to become convinced that Warren was the absolute biggest horn dog on the “Starkeeper”.

 

After Warren's cum the boys slept in some more, then finally woke up and took a shower together. They washed each other all over, touching every part. Warren found out he loved feeling Jeremy wash the crack of his ass and rub on his rose. That got him incredibly hard again and he saw that Jeremy was too. They soon were washing and rubbing each other's erections, and before the ration for the day ran out, they were cumming hard over each other's slick, wet bodies. Neither boy had much left to shoot.

 

Other than being with each other as much as they could, nothing happened between them again until Tuesday.  Warren and Jeremy had time after school to do something in Jeremy's room. Ryan had told them he would be in the games room until dinner.  Jeremy sucked Warren off and asked Warren if he wanted to return the favor.  Warren felt his heart beat hard, looked at Jeremy's beautiful erection, knew he wanted to badly, but said, "Not now, maybe later."

 

Jeremy knew he shouldn't push his new lover. He was amazed he got Warren to come this far since Sunday, so he ended up pushing his dick through Warren's legs and humping him. He cummed all over Warren's legs and all over his sheets. It was good, but he knew he wanted more.  It just would take time, just like it took time to get Warren to come this far. He loved Warren. He was going to let Warren set his own pace, but would keep prodding him to do more.

 

They were finished and dressed, but lying on Jeremy's bed together when Ryan came in from the games room to get ready for dinner. He saw how Warren and Jeremy looked at each other and smiled. What kind of group was in this ship? he wondered. This didn't seem to be a great trip for a girl to be on, because most every boy, himself included, seemed to like another boy in a special way.

 

On Thursday Jeremy, Scooter, and Douglas played three-on-three basketball against Robert Charles, Matthew, and Jordan in the ship's gym. Jeremy thought it was strange to see Douglas arranging this, but he was glad it happened. He liked Douglas and wanted him to get along with Robert Charles. It would make things so much easier for everybody if they could be friends. The other boys were asked to play by the two former election rivals, but each one found excuses not to get involved.

 

Mike was on restriction and Alex was staying with him. Travis and Ryan said they had some other plans, and so did Brandon and Stevie. When their session in the gym ended, everybody was hot and sweaty. Jeremy knew he needed a shower. 

 

Warren sat on a bench and watched the game. He knew he was no good at sports, so he never tried to play. He had always thought of himself as too short and too skinny. Jeremy tried to get him to take his place in the game, but Warren was happy to just sit and watch.

 

Warren and Jeremy walked to Jeremy's cabin. Jeremy punched in his code and led Warren into the little living room. Jeremy was already throwing off his clothes as he walked through the door. He remembered that Ryan told him that he would be in the games room before dinner. He walked into the bedroom and Warren followed him.  Warren saw what was happening on Ryan's bed and let out a high-pitched screech. He ran out of the room and out of the cabin. Jeremy watched Warren zooming out and turned back to see what was happening on Ryan's bed.  Ryan was on his back, his legs up, and Travis inside his butt. Travis pulled out, Ryan dropped his legs, and both of them said at almost the same time, "Oh, shit."

 

But Jeremy didn't bother hanging around to tell them it was cool. He ran out to catch Warren, wearing just shoes, socks, and sweat shorts.  He finally caught up to him just as they got to Warren's cabin.

 

"What's wrong, Warren?"

 

"Nothing." Warren was kind of sullen.

 

"Come on. Let's talk about it," Jeremy said gently. "Let's go to your room and talk."

 

Warren said nothing as he entered his code. Jeremy followed him in and saw that Warren’s father was in the living room.

 

"What's wrong lil' sport?" Warren’s father asked when he saw the sullen expression on his son’s face.

 

"Nothing. Jeremy just wants to talk to me for a second." The two boys went into Warren's room.

 

Warren's father watched them disappear into the bedroom. He figured that Jeremy, who was only half-dressed, had come straight from the gym.

 

He was certain that something was wrong. He didn't know what it was, but he would find out later. But he knew that since Warren started hanging with Jeremy, he had been eating better, sleeping better, and not needing his meds to keep him calmed down. He hoped and prayed that something hadn’t happened that would cause him to lose his new friend. He was amazed at the kind of influence the young boy had been having on his son. He found it ironic that Jeremy at age twelve was so much more mature than his fourteen-year-old son.

 

Warren and Jeremy sat on the bed. Jeremy put his arm around Warren and asked him again about what was wrong.

 

“They were just having sex,” Jeremy said softly. “There’s nothing wrong with a couple of guys having sex. You and me have been doing stuff, and they are doing stuff.”

 

Warren started crying. "You…you wanted me to see that. You wanted to do that to me right there with them."

 

"Warren. I thought they were in the games room like on Tuesday. Ryan told me he was going to the games room. I never knew they were in the bedroom, and I sure didn't know they would be doing that. Yeah, I want to do that with you, but not until you're ready. I won't ever make you do anything you don't want to do. I love you, Warren."

 

"What did you say?"

 

There was a long pause. "I said, I love you," Jeremy said quietly. Then Warren broke down totally sobbing huge tears, burying his head into Jeremy's bare chest. Even sobbing as he was, he took in the musky smell of boy sweat still on Jeremy from playing basketball.

 

"You okay?" Jeremy asked.

 

Warren lifted his head. He hadn't felt like this since Josh died. He looked into Jeremy's eyes, his heart racing. He said what he had wanted to say since Friday. "I love you, too, Jeremy."  They kissed, hard and deep and long.

 

When Jeremy left, Warren's father could tell by their looks that everything was okay, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

 

Jeremy spent the weekend with Warren again. They had intense sex, dry humping, masturbating each other, and Jeremy giving Warren another blow job. Warren wasn't ready yet to take the next step. For whatever reason he couldn't bring himself to get Jeremy's cock into his mouth, but he loved being sucked.  He was close to that next step, however. He understood that if Jeremy loved him and he loved Jeremy he would have to give Jeremy the same pleasures he was receiving. 

 

 

For Ryan and Travis the week was spent becoming better friends and closer lovers. They kissed and held hands and hugged whenever they could. If they had known Jeremy was going to stay overnight at Warren's after the concert, Travis would have stayed with Ryan. But they did not know. However when they found out that Jeremy would be at Warren’s on Saturday, Travis made plans to spend the night with Ryan.

 

That night was very special for them. Neither Travis nor Ryan were very talkative. They could say more in a look or a touch or just sitting next to each other and saying nothing than most kids could saying a million words. It was a night of kissing, rubbing, jacking, and sucking. It was a night they slept in a warm naked embrace.

 

Tuesday they were in the games room after school. When they left the games room, Ryan walked Travis to his cabin, holding his hand as they walked down the hall. He dropped Travis off and went to his own cabin. He punched in the code and walked into the bedroom. He was surprised to see Jeremy and Warren lying on the bed. Warren jumped up and turned red.  Ryan just said, "Hi guys," and tried not to embarrass anybody more.

 

That night he and Jeremy jacked each other off. He wanted badly to tell Jeremy about his love for Travis. He wanted to know what happened with him and Warren. But he was too shy to ask.

 

On Thursday Jeremy told Ryan he would be going to the gym after school to play basketball.

 

“I’ll be in the games room,” Ryan lied. He knew this was the time to invite Travis to his cabin for sex. Travis had wanted to play basketball, but he wanted to be with Ryan more.

 

As soon as school was out they almost ran to the cabin.  When they got into the bedroom they undressed each other almost instantaneously, licking, kissing and nibbling each other until they were naked.

 

They were going to do what they had been planning to for a couple of days—make love. Ryan got on his back, while Travis got the lube from the bathroom in his cabin. Ryan had read all about anal sex on Earth and he was ready to try it. He wanted Travis inside of him and knew they would have to hurry in order to be finished before Jeremy returned.

 

Ryan lifted his legs and Travis tried to push his cock into the hole. He couldn't get it to go in, it was so tight.  Ryan told him to try his fingers to loosen him up. Travis used two fingers and worked Ryan's butt with them until it started to loosen up.

 

Travis had lost his hard-on as he tried to make Ryan’s ass receptive to his boner. The boys decided to make out for a while to get Travis ready for another try.

 

They were enjoying kissing and petting each other so intently that they didn’t notice how much time had elapsed. Finally, Travis tried again to enter Ryan. With a lot of effort he succeeded in broaching Ryan’s sphincter.

 

Ryan grunted. It hurt some, but he could handle it. He grimaced, but Travis held his cock inside of his friend and then pushed it in a little more. Ryan grunted again, but assured Travis he was okay.  Travis started slowly humping Ryan’s ass. Ryan felt pain, but also experienced some enjoyable sensations. He liked having the boy he loved inside of him. Travis was thrusting now, and Ryan moaned from the feelings.

 

Suddenly the door opened. Ryan peeked around Travis and saw Warren standing there with Jeremy, who was wearing just shorts, behind him. Warren said, "Noooooooooooo," and ran out of the room.  Jeremy turned and ran after him.

 

Travis's dick popped out of Ryan's hole with a pop. He saw that Ryan had turned totally white. Travis was shaking too. He could see tears coming into Ryan's eyes.

 

"Oh God, Travis, he knows. THEY know. They saw us. They're going to tell everybody.  Oh God, we're finished."

 

Travis's voice was shaking. "I don't know. I don't know what to say or do."

 

They lay on the bed holding each other, both of them were crying softly. They had lost their desire for sex. They finally decided to get dressed and go to dinner, even if they had no appetite. Jeremy returned as they were leaving the room. They avoided looking at each other or saying anything.

 

After dinner Travis and Ryan went to the games room, as did Jeremy. Once again, they avoided each other. Everybody could see something was bothering Ryan and Travis, but when anybody asked them if anything was wrong, each boy said it was nothing.

 

After the games room closed Ryan went back to the cabin. He didn't want to go there, but he had nowhere else to go.  He didn't want to see Jeremy ever again. He thought about going to an observation lounge and curling up on a couch and sleeping, but eventually he would have to return to the cabin, so he might as well get it over with and go there now.

 

Jeremy was lying on his bed, naked and reading a book. Ryan was hoping Jeremy would be asleep, but he wasn't. Ryan went into the bathroom and peed and brushed his teeth. He came back into the room and started undressing. When he got down to his briefs, he crawled into his bed.

 

"You aren't going to be naked?"  Jeremy asked.

 

"You want to look at the butt that was being fucked? Is that why you ask? You want to see all of the fuck boy?" Ryan started crying. God, he hated it when he cried, and he always seemed to be crying. If there was a prize for the boy who cried most on this trip, he and Warren would be leading the competition. He had no reason to look down at Douglas for his one breakdown before the election.

 

Jeremy got out of his bed and came over to Ryan.

 

"Go away!  Leave me alone! Pervert!" Ryan was so emotional he didn't even know what he was saying. He turned toward the wall, showing Jeremy his back.

 

Jeremy put his hand on Ryan. "It's okay, Ryan. It's cool. I don’t care what you were doing. I've done what you were doing…I'm no virgin. I've had my butt fucked."

 

For Ryan the act sounded so nasty and dirty the way Jeremy described it. But still, Jeremy said he did it too.

 

"So…so…you’re not mad at me? You...you…aren't going to call me a faggot or...or.." he started crying again.

 

"Ryan," Jeremy whispered, "I'm gay. You and Travis are cool. I hope you become boyfriends. Good night." Jeremy had said all he could think of saying. For all of his maturity, he was still twelve-years-old and suddenly he was feeling overwhelmed by all of the emotions of the day.

 

Ryan took a few deep breaths and stopped sobbing.

 

"Jeremy, can I tell you something?"

 

"Tell me anything you want to."

 

He paused. He wanted to tell Jeremy he was gay too; that what he was doing with Travis was more than messing around. But he couldn't quite work up the courage to do it.

 

"Thanks."

 

Both boys fell asleep smiling.

 

Travis spent the weekend with Ryan since Jeremy was spending the weekend at Warren's. Ryan told him about his chat with Jeremy.

 

"Travis, before this gets too far,  I have to tell you this. You see, I'm gay, too. It's okay if you stop seeing me, but I...well…you see I'm falling in love with you." The tears were starting again, which irked Ryan. He could never say anything serious without crying.

 

Travis scooted up close to Ryan and kissed him. "Ryan, I don't know if I'm gay or not. I’ve always thought I like girls, but I keep looking at boys. But if being in love with you means I'm gay, well then I'm gay."

 

They kissed again and finished what they had started on Thursday afternoon. It was without a doubt the most satisfying sex either boy had enjoyed in their young lives.

 

 

When the concert was ready to start, Robert Charles walked up on the stage in front of the curtains. One of the crew members had secured a microphone for him. Robert Charles had to make sure everybody knew who was responsible for reserving the auditorium for the concert. He announced his undeserved credit and sat down. There was no doubt that everyone in the auditorium, whether upper grade kids, lower grade kids, parents, or interested adults all knew he was the leader of the upper class—no, that he was the leader of all of the kids on the “Starkeeper.” Now the adults who would be living on Alpha Orion IV were aware of him and what he accomplished. His father had told him that to become elected a leader he had to impress everybody in order to be elected again.

 

When he sat down he was sure everybody was impressed with him.

 

He spent the next several days making sure his power was displayed in class. Everybody knew he was the elected leader, but he wanted to make sure they didn't forget. On Tuesday, he took great pleasure in giving Douglas detention when he got up to pick up his dropped pen without asking for permission.

 

Outside of school, he tried to get Lisa into bed. He could get her naked now, and she finally sucked his cock, but she wouldn't let him fuck her. Well, his time would come, whether Lisa wanted it or not.

 

On Thursday he somehow agreed to let Douglas talk him into playing some basketball. He realized right away it was a bad move. It seemed every time he tried to rebound or drive to the basket, Douglas was there getting the ball or stopping him with his defense. On occasion he felt Douglas place a well-placed elbow in his ribs. He didn't know Douglas had played competitive basketball. Robert Charles didn't know that because he never paid much attention to what Douglas was really about.  He looked at Douglas as a cry baby loser and somebody who had been easy to defeat in the election. Robert Charles had convinced himself that the final result of the election was legitimate.

 

Now he was getting thumped all during the game. While Robert Charles was a big kid, he wasn’t much of an athlete, mostly because he didn’t put any effort into playing sports or keeping in any kind of shape. He wanted to punch Douglas out, but he knew if he did, it would set him behind in all his plans, so he had to take it. But he didn't have to forget what Douglas was doing. If Douglas thinks I’m giving him a hard time in class now, he is going to find out that I haven’t even started getting to him. There was more than one way to take a guy to the hoop, he thought.

 

Jordan made sure Matthew was around him as much as he could. He took Matthew with him to the crew concert, where he snuck in little gropes every chance that he had.

 

Matthew was happy to be with Jordan in the back of the crew lounge. Being in the crew area with Jordan made him feel very important. That meant a lot to him that evening because of what had happened at dinner.

 

Matthew had spilled gravy on his pants, which earned him the scorn of his father. “What did I do to earn a klutz like you for a son?” his father scowled.

 

“It was an accident,” Matthew whined as he tried to clean his pants with a napkin.

 

“I would make you take off your pants and eat in your underwear, but everybody would see that you are hung like the little girl you are.” Matthew knew that his father wanted him to start crying, so he could chew him out for being a cry baby.

 

“I’ll go to the cabin and change my pants.” Matthew stood up from the table, but his father pushed him back down.

 

“Just shut up and eat. Your sister is more of a man than you are.” Lisa smirked at him and stuck out her tongue. That finally set Matthew’s tears to flowing.

 

“Ah, fuck. Go back to the cabin, but don’t bother coming back. You are an embarrassment to me and your mother.” He looked over at Lisa. “And to your sister.”

 

Matthew left with his unwanted tears dripping down his cheeks. He knew everybody in the dining room was staring at him and finding him wanting. Not for the first time, he wished he was dead. He had barely started eating and was still hungry. On the way back to his cabin, he wondered how hard it was to open an airlock and step out into the cold blackness of space.

 

He was pleased beyond imagining when Jordan called him and invited him to the concert. Matthew’s father was more than happy to get rid of him for the evening.

 

After the concert Jordan brought Matthew to his room. His father was going to be working on the overnight shift, which he usually didn't do. Apparently there was some special maintenance work that had to be done. Jordan opened his father’s liquor cabinet and took out a bottle of vodka. He wondered if his father had started missing the bottles yet.

 

"I think you're going to like this Matthew."

 

Matthew was willing to give up his ass to Jordan that night. The vodka Jordan fed him just made it easier to do that. He remembered Jordan in his ass, he remembered it hurt, but he also remembered having an orgasm at some time. He remembered the room spinning and he remembered feeling sick to his stomach. He eventually passed out in Jordan’s bed.

 

Matthew woke up Saturday afternoon. His head ached, his stomach was upset, and his butt hurt. He got up and went to the bathroom and puked, his head was in the toilet. He puked and cried and told himself that he hated Jordan as much as he hated himself. As the ten-year-old stumbled out of the bathroom, a naked twelve-year-old Jordan stumbled in and emptied the contents of his stomach into the toilet.

 

 

For Scooter and Douglas the week was mostly spent getting to know each other better, and to love each other deeper. They had been amazed by the concert and how good Alex and Stevie were. And they were disappointed that Mike couldn't be there.

 

As the week went on they also could see what was developing between different pairs of boys. They were pretty sure that they weren't the only boys who were in love.

 

Robert Charles gave Douglas a detention for “disrupting” the class when Mr. Z. was gone. The disruption had consisted of Douglas dropping his pen and leaving his seat to retrieve it.  Scooter and Alex both stood up for him, but Mr. Z. always took Robert Charles's word in any dispute. Douglas didn't mind because the ship's school really didn't count for anything and because Scooter was in the corridor waiting for him.

 

Douglas set up the basketball game just so he could play defense on Robert Charles. He enjoyed throwing an elbow every chance he could and he could tell Robert Charles was getting angry, which made it even more fun since his rival couldn't do anything about it.

 

On Saturday night, Scooter was staying at Douglas's cabin.  Douglas's parents went out to some kind of casino night so the cabin was empty.  Douglas and Scooter were naked in Douglas's bed. They were kissing and rubbing and giving each other a lot of "I love yous." They were hard and horny and couldn't touch each other enough. Douglas had two of his fingers in Scooter's butt while he licked up the shaft of his lover’s four-inch, uncut erection. Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out.

 

"Why did you do that?" Scooter asked. "It was feeling good."

 

"Because, I want to do this," Douglas said. He got out a jar of Vaseline and rubbed it on Scooter's butt. He was ready to rub some on his cock. He and Scooter had talked about doing anal sex, and while he wanted Scooter inside of him, it somehow seemed right that he made love to Scooter first.

 

"No, please. Don't do it."

 

"Huh?  What's the matter my sweetness? We talked about this."

 

"We talked about me doing it to you."

 

Douglas looked at Scooter. He saw sadness and tears in his eyes. "What's wrong my sweet love?  Why is my cupid crying?"

 

Scooter wrapped himself around Douglas and bawled. Douglas held him and told him it was okay, that it was all okay, that he wouldn't ever do a thing to hurt him. After a while he could tell Scooter was asleep. He pushed himself tightly against him, wondering why Scooter had reacted like he did. Soon he was asleep, too.

 

When morning came Douglas woke Scooter up in the best way he knew how. Scooter still had dried cum on his mouth, which Douglas thought was sexy.  Douglas peered into Scooter’s eyes and saw the love.

 

"How is my love this morning?"

 

"Better."

 

"What was wrong? What happened?"

 

"Douglas, I don't want to talk about it right now. Please. I love you. God, I love you."

 

"I love you too, Scooter, but I want to help you. I want you to be happy."

 

"It's okay. I'll be okay."

 

They lay next to each other for a while longer.

 

"Douglas…"

 

"Yes, my sweet."

 

"Do you think I'm gay?"

 

"What kind of a question is that? I just know I love you. What else do I need to know?  But I am sure that I am."

 

Scooter breathed deep. "I know." It wasn’t the first time Douglas had confessed his sexual orientation to Scooter.

 

"Uh huh. Girls mean nothing. I love you. I like watching the other boys on the ship. I keep thinking all those best friends we see are feeling the same way we do. We both know there are interesting things happening on this ship."

 

"Yeah." Another pause.  "Douglas…"

 

"Yes, my sweetness?"

 

"I love you."

 

"I love you too."

 

"I think I'm gay too."

 

"I'm glad."

 

"You are? Why?"

 

"It means I can love you forever."

 

"But I'm going back to Earth."

 

"I know. But just because you're going back doesn't mean I can't love you forever."

 

"I won't ever stop loving you, Douglas. You're my soulmate. I feel it."

 

"I feel it too, Scooter. I know you’re my soulmate, too." But if you're my soulmate, Douglas thought, why can't you tell me what made you cry last night?

 

They kissed and rubbed their bodies and cocks together until they each had an incredible orgasm. When they came down Scooter fell asleep again from the glow. Douglas looked at the boy he loved so much.  Somebody had hurt him badly, so badly he was afraid to let him make love to him. He somehow knew that their souls wouldn't touch until Scooter trusted him enough to tell him what it was that hurt him so much.  Their love wouldn't be complete until he had all of Scooter's trust.

 

Douglas listened to Scooter's breathing and watched his chest rise and fall. He loved him so much.  Tomorrow Mike came off restriction and tomorrow would also see Alex's surprise. They made sure that Jeremy, Robert Charles, Jordan, and Matthew didn't know anything about the surprise. The girls weren't told because everybody knew girls couldn't keep secrets. Warren was going to bring Jeremy to the surprise, but nobody wanted Jeremy to know ahead of time. Not everybody trusted him, and they knew he didn't like Mike.

 

And in the bridge the night crew was looking at the colors of hyperspace flow by. They were always different, but also in a lot of ways the same. Suddenly a bright flash of color went by the view screen.

 

"What was that?" the new ensign asked. Although he had an idea of what it was he’d just seen.

 

"That was trouble," the First Officer answered.

 

Next: Chapter 15 Warp Storm