“< b>10:12 AM-Day Five-Okay, only two more days up in this tin death trap. Joel is still in holding, there a tap and a toilet in there with him so I know he’s okay. Already got the scans and three physical samples from three parts of the moon. The fourth and final sample I will be retrieving a few minutes from now. Technically I’m not supposed to leave the ship unattended but ALSO technically Joel will still be here so I don’t care. Have left the ship three other times so by now what does it matter? Can’t wait to get back to L.A.”
Sonny secured his helmet and sealed off the air lock. The door opened harshly and slid open, revealing the bizarre desolate moonscape. He jumped out and slowly sank to the ground. He bounced a few times and went over to a good rocky area, one that didn’t have quite so much dust. Working the drill bit, he retrieved the final sample with some difficulty. As he trudged his way back to the Equinox he turned to glance at his home planet on the horizon. The beautiful blue and green orb was worthy of ballad or E.P. He smiled. It was times like this that he really loved his job.
With the pressure stabilized and his helmet removed Sonny realized immediately that something was wrong. He wrestled out of his suit, wearing only some boxers and a wife beater beneath and went to the main cock pit. There, on the front dash, was a disk turning in the player. Lilting classical music floated in the vessel. He glided forward and turned the volume down as it was far too loud and looked out at his planet once again.
The Blue Danube…Such a beautiful piece for such a sacred jewel of a home…He sighed but then got on guard. Joel had to have escaped. And where the hell did that disk even come from?
Before Sonny could do anything a pair of wiry arms wrapped around his waist, holding his arms in place. He squirmed and hissed but Joel was far stronger than he looked.
“You’re an idiot Sonny. You brought this upon yourself. You locked me up in there without my pills. I need my pills, Sonny.” Sonny swallowed dryly. That’s right, his newest partner was schizophrenic, if he didn’t take his crazy pills…
“Isn’t it beautiful?” Joel whispered into his ear. It seemed he too was admiring the glorious full body shot of their home planet.
“Very, no let go of me.” Sonny growled. Joel snaked a hand into his boxers and grabbed his dick.
“No. Call this revenge, little goblin.” Joel gave him a few firm pumps and Sonny shivered, his stomach acting up again. He was convinced space and masturbation were just not meant to mix. When he’d first tried it, it was another thing he’d made a point to do on one of his first missions off planet, it left him nauseous, dizzy and not at all satified. His stomach could not settle and he came with great difficulty. THEN there was the issue of cleaning his seed off the ceiling.
But now…Now it was different. As his arousal throbbed and his stomach churned he felt warm and eerily comfortable. It was as if having the madman behind him wrapped around him gave him an anchor, something for his body to adjust to. If he weren’t so frightened he might have actually been able to enjoy himself. Just as he realized this, Joel took that time to pepper his throat with slow, open mouth kisses before finally capturing his lips. Sonny’s line of sight had never left the beautiful Earth during all this and he was thoroughly aroused AND at peace. Joel continued to stroke him lazily and he could feel the other man’s erection pressing against the small of his back.
‘Screw it.’ Sonny thought. He wriggled gently in Joel’s grip and turned around, facing the other man. Joel was very pale, sweaty and shaking yet again. Sonny realized his health must’ve deteriourated somewhat from being left in that dingy little cell and he actually felt bad for the nude man. He let Joel pull his boxer’s down and took hold of him, bringing their cocks together.
“Holy shit…” Joel growled.
“Hm.” Sonny rested his head against his partner’s chest. Their feet weren’t touching the ground, Joel stroked the both of them unsteadily and the blue and green planet never left his eyes. Sonny felt perhaps THIS was what was needed, the missing part of the equation to make Sex in Space a much sought after reality.
2011: A Space Porn 4/5
Sonny secured his helmet and sealed off the air lock. The door opened harshly and slid open, revealing the bizarre desolate moonscape. He jumped out and slowly sank to the ground. He bounced a few times and went over to a good rocky area, one that didn’t have quite so much dust. Working the drill bit, he retrieved the final sample with some difficulty. As he trudged his way back to the Equinox he turned to glance at his home planet on the horizon. The beautiful blue and green orb was worthy of ballad or E.P. He smiled. It was times like this that he really loved his job.
With the pressure stabilized and his helmet removed Sonny realized immediately that something was wrong. He wrestled out of his suit, wearing only some boxers and a wife beater beneath and went to the main cock pit. There, on the front dash, was a disk turning in the player. Lilting classical music floated in the vessel. He glided forward and turned the volume down as it was far too loud and looked out at his planet once again.
The Blue Danube…Such a beautiful piece for such a sacred jewel of a home…He sighed but then got on guard. Joel had to have escaped. And where the hell did that disk even come from?
Before Sonny could do anything a pair of wiry arms wrapped around his waist, holding his arms in place. He squirmed and hissed but Joel was far stronger than he looked.
“You’re an idiot Sonny. You brought this upon yourself. You locked me up in there without my pills. I need my pills, Sonny.” Sonny swallowed dryly. That’s right, his newest partner was schizophrenic, if he didn’t take his crazy pills…
“Isn’t it beautiful?” Joel whispered into his ear. It seemed he too was admiring the glorious full body shot of their home planet.
“Very, no let go of me.” Sonny growled. Joel snaked a hand into his boxers and grabbed his dick.
“No. Call this revenge, little goblin.” Joel gave him a few firm pumps and Sonny shivered, his stomach acting up again. He was convinced space and masturbation were just not meant to mix. When he’d first tried it, it was another thing he’d made a point to do on one of his first missions off planet, it left him nauseous, dizzy and not at all satified. His stomach could not settle and he came with great difficulty. THEN there was the issue of cleaning his seed off the ceiling.
But now…Now it was different. As his arousal throbbed and his stomach churned he felt warm and eerily comfortable. It was as if having the madman behind him wrapped around him gave him an anchor, something for his body to adjust to. If he weren’t so frightened he might have actually been able to enjoy himself. Just as he realized this, Joel took that time to pepper his throat with slow, open mouth kisses before finally capturing his lips. Sonny’s line of sight had never left the beautiful Earth during all this and he was thoroughly aroused AND at peace. Joel continued to stroke him lazily and he could feel the other man’s erection pressing against the small of his back.
‘Screw it.’ Sonny thought. He wriggled gently in Joel’s grip and turned around, facing the other man. Joel was very pale, sweaty and shaking yet again. Sonny realized his health must’ve deteriourated somewhat from being left in that dingy little cell and he actually felt bad for the nude man. He let Joel pull his boxer’s down and took hold of him, bringing their cocks together.
“Holy shit…” Joel growled.
“Hm.” Sonny rested his head against his partner’s chest. Their feet weren’t touching the ground, Joel stroked the both of them unsteadily and the blue and green planet never left his eyes. Sonny felt perhaps THIS was what was needed, the missing part of the equation to make Sex in Space a much sought after reality.