Date: Sun, 25 Apr 2004 13:53:00 +1000 (EST)
From: "[iso-8859-1] Wombat" <bungala_wombat@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: 'The Old Valley Road Hotel' {Wombat} ( MM, SciFi, Anal, Size,
     Biker ) [ 7 ! 50 ]

The Old Valley Road Hotel.

By Wombat.
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Part 7 - To the Moon
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Hal read Derek's mind.  He asked: << Would you like to go to the
Moon? >>

Derek looked at Hal happily.  <+ Cheerful assent. +>

Hal got up and lifted Derek to his feet.  He farewelled all the
spirit beings in the glade.  Then he bent down and Derek leapt onto
his big broad back.  Hal's long brown hair swirled in the breeze.
When Derek was settled comfortably holding onto his mate, Hal flew
straight up into the air.  He accelerated rapidly upwards like a
rocket through the atmosphere.

In a few minutes they were actually flying above the earth's
atmosphere many hundreds of kilometres up above the ground.  Hal
slowed so Derek could take in the view.  Derek was glad of the air
bubble that Hal had taken with them.  The boundary was invisible.
Derek had no difficulty breathing.  The air was pure and faintly
scented with eucalyptus from the glade in the Wollemi Forest.  They
were far enough away from the planet Earth for Derek to see it as an
entire globe hanging in space.  Below them was the continent of
Australia.  It was mainly brown in colour except for the eastern
coastal region which was green and streaked and dotted with clouds.
A band of cloud ran from a great big swirl in the Great Australian
Bight north-west across Western Australia.  Derek was able to see
Sydney as a tiny grey smudge among the clouds on the east coast.  He
could just see Sydney Harbour and Botany Bay.  Canberra was not
visible at all.  Over to the east lay New Zealand not far from the
evening terminator.  It was late afternoon in New Zealand now.  East
of the terminator in the Pacific Ocean, night had fallen.  Down south
Derek saw the white mass of the ice-bound continent of Antarctica.
About half of it lay in darkness.  Marching across the Southern Ocean
were great white swirls and bands of cloud.  Bands of cloud lay north
of Australia and the islands of Indonesia gleamed like emeralds in
the azure seas.  The great Eurasian landmass lay across the upper
half of the globe.  Derek could see the yellowy brown band of the
great northern hemisphere deserts stretching from north of the green
bulge of China westwards across Central Asia, Arabia and the northern
half of Africa.  There was a broad green belt across the middle of
Africa that was heavily speckled with white clouds.  Up in the north-
west lay Europe, green and cloud-speckled.  The Indian Ocean was
streaked and dotted with bands and blobs of cloud.  The green and
brown cloud-speckled subcontinent of India jutted down into it.

Derek was entranced.  He had never realised that the planet Earth was
just so beautiful.

Hal: << It's beautiful, our home, isn't it.  It's certainly worth
saving. >>

Derek agreed wholeheartedly.  He was becoming quite emotional.

He became aware that they were drifting to the north-west towards
Europe.  They were in orbit around the planet and already they were
over the middle of the Indian Ocean.  Hal sped up and soon they were
crossing the pale yellow-brown Arabian Peninsula and heading towards
the blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea.  Down below he could see
clearly the lands of Israel and Palestine, Jordan, Syria, Lebanon,
Arabia, Egypt and Iraq.  From up here the Middle East conflict seemed
totally irrelevant, a stupid spat between neighbours that had gone
all the way to the Supreme Court when it should have been settled
long ago by wise counselling.  They were crossing Western Europe now.
Behind them was the green and brown boot of Italy poised to give the
island of Sicily a good kick.  Passing beneath them was the green
lands of France, land of wine, women and song as Derek understood it.
Hal slowed down when they reached Britain until they were almost
hovering over England, the land of Derek's birth.  The dawn
terminator lay in the Atlantic Ocean to the west of Britain and
Ireland.  It was early morning in England now.

The memories swirled into Derek's mind.  He was four years old when
his parents returned to Australia.  He had been born in London while
his father was on secondment to the British Army from the Australian
Army.  His elder sister was Australian born as were both his parents.
His mother's parents were both English, having emigrated to Australia
shortly after World War II.  His father was an eighth generation
Australian and proud of it as his ancestor in the paternal line had
been an army lieutenant who had come over in the First Fleet in 1788.
Derek realised now that his father saw himself as a proud bearer of
the Anzac tradition, a tall, strong, sun-bronzed Aussie to the
bootstraps.  He went over as a captain and was promoted to a major
while he was away in the United Kingdom.  Derek had memories of
snowmen and blankets of snow lying on the ground, roaring big fires
at Christmas.  Before they returned to Australia, his father was
stationed at a base in the north of England.  Derek clearly
remembered a white Christmas there.  He must have been four years old
then.  It must have been the last one before they came home.  The
next Christmas he spent in Canberra and the following year he started
at Red Hill Primary School in Canberra.

Hal: << You know you can get a British passport.  If you get an
Australian one too, then you will have dual citizenship. >>

Derek took that advice on board.  He wasn't considering getting one
at the moment.  His thoughts wandered further.  Derek grew up feeling
that he was never good enough for his father.  His father always
considered him a bit of a sook.  Derek had inwardly rebelled against
his father when he formed his relationship with Nitro Nick at school,
but he had never let on to his parents or any relation that he had
sex with other boys or men.  Derek's school results were not good
enough for him to get into the Royal Military College at Duntroon,
his father's alma mater, and his father was bitterly disappointed.
He reacted with disgust when Derek gained entry to the Public
Service, but he had pulled a few strings and got Derek a position in
the Department of Defence.

Derek sighed.  Hal had picked all of this up and resonated in
sympathy.  He had had somewhat similar experiences himself.

Hal sped off westwards across the North Atlantic Ocean.  In the east
the sun disappeared behind the curve of the Earth.  Very soon they
were greeted by the blaze of lights strung out along the Eastern
Seaboard of the United States of America.  In New York it was the wee
small hours before dawn but the city was like a burning beacon of
light blazing up into space.  Gigawatts of power were pouring into
space.  They crossed the American coast south of New York.
Washington was below them just off to the right.  Derek wondered what
his parents were doing.  In a flash Hal had patched his mind into his
father's.  His parents were at a diplomatic reception at the
Venezuelan Embassy.  His father was being bored rigid by the Swedish
Ambassador and was trying desperately not to show it.  The ambassador
was a Volvo fanatic.  His mother was with a group of women being
regaled by an older American woman with lurid stories of J. Edgar
Hoover, the former director of the FBI, getting around in black lacy
frocks.  The woman declared that Hoover had no dress sense at all and
the other women hooted with laughter.  All the women in the group
were either American or from other white English speaking countries
like Australia, Britain, Canada and New Zealand.  His mother had
become friends with the wife of the British Ambassador.

Derek's curiosity was satisfied and the link vanished.  They sped on
westwards.  The eastern half of the United States was like a spider
web speckled with priceless glowing jewels.  It was literally ablaze
with light.  One could that the United States was a very wealthy
country.  Derek could see the Mexican border clearly delineated by
the difference in light.  South of the border was dark; north of the
border was a blaze of light.  As they flew over the Rocky Mountains
the lights became more thinly scattered until they reached the West
Coast and were greeted by a blaze of lights from California.  They
passed over San Francisco.  Los Angeles was on their left.  Both
cities were ablaze with light.  They sparkled like galaxies in the
night.

Derek:  << Talk about a star spangled banner!  America is a blaze of
lights from one end to another. >>

Hal was amused.

They crossed the coast and sped westwards out over the Pacific Ocean
which was an inky blackness below them.  As they were approaching the
Western Pacific, the sun popped up over the western horizon and
dazzled Derek with its brilliance.  It was shining right into his
eyes.  He closed his eyes and felt a sudden surge of power from Hal
beneath him as Hal accelerated even faster, pulling up and away from
Earth.  When he opened his eyes again, Hal was swinging around in an
arc and heading towards the Moon which seemed to be approaching
awfully quickly.  Derek looked back at Earth and it was dwindling
rapidly in size.  In a few seconds they had gone into orbit around
the Moon and were slowing rapidly.

<< Christ!  How fast were we going? >>  Derek asked.

<< About 70% of the speed of light. >>

Derek was very impressed.

<< How fast can you go? >>

<< The speed of light is the absolute speed limit in the normal
universe of space and time.  You just cannot go any faster than that.
The faster you go, the more space and time distort around you and the
more your mass increases.  The distortion ensures that you cannot go
faster than light and the mass increases to infinity at the speed of
light so you just cannot extract enough energy from the physical
universe to reach light speed exactly.  However, I can jump from one
place to another, sort of like through hyperspace, although that's
not a terribly good way of putting it.  When you jump, your speed is
infinite.  You can jump from here to the other side of the Universe
in a fraction of a nanosecond and that's 15 billion light years away.
It's exactly the same as when I jumped through your garage wall
without leaving a hole in it.  I can jump near and far. >>

<< What's it like out there at the edge of the Universe? >>

<< Bloody lonely and cold. >>

<< What?  Have you been there? >>

<< Yep. >>

Derek was amazed.

Hal continued.  << The stars and galaxies only make up a small
proportion of the total space of the Universe.  Beyond that is
nothing.  Just sheer nothing.  Billions of cubic gigaparsecs of
nothing.  You are so far away from the galaxies of known space that
light has not had time to reach you yet in the 15 billion years since
the Universe was created.  It is cold and dark.  I lie; it's not
lonely.  You have God and the Heavenly Host for company.  When I
ventured out there, they thought I was a very brave little human
being.  And now, sir, we have reached the Moon, humanity's stepping
stone to space. >>

Derek looked down at the Moon below him.  It was all tumbled rough
terrain beneath him.  Earth was not visible.

<< We are over the dark side of the Moon, the side hidden from Earth.
Who knows what mysteries lie below us. >>

Hal was back to his flip, cheerful self.  He slowed down even more
until they were just drifting over the Moon's surface.  Derek could
feel the warmth of the sun shining on his back.  He could feel that
Hal had something to show him.  Suddenly the Earth rose above the
horizon.  The blue-green half orb was a shining contrast to the grey
and charcoal monochrome of the tumbled, broken and cratered landscape
beneath them.  That was Home coming up over the horizon.  Tears
welled up unbidden in Derek's eyes.  He started to understand why his
grandparents always referred to England as Home.  Australia was a
strange, wide, open land to English people and a long way away from
little green England.  To Derek, Australia was Home.  It was the land
he grew up in.  It was the land where he lived.  And Earth was Home.
Now Derek was far further from Home than his grandparents had ever
been.  There was Earth dead ahead of them rising steadily in the matt
black sky as the two men continued in their orbit around the Moon.
Hal sped up again.  They flew across the Sea of Crises.  It was a
large flat grey plain pockmarked with craters and surrounded by
mountain ranges.  Crazily, Derek was reminded of the acne-pocked face
of one of his lovers.  He could feel the snort of amusement from Hal.
They were descending.  Earth was high in the sky as they travelled
over the rayed crater of Picard then the rough ground west of the Sea
of Crises.  Hal continued in a straight line.  His destination was
the Sea of Tranquillity, the site of the Apollo XI Moon Landing where
humankind first set foot onto the Moon.  The sun was behind them now.
As Derek watched ahead, he saw something glinting in the sunlight.
It stood out like a beacon in the charcoal grey crater pocked plain
of the Sea of Tranquillity over which they were travelling.  Hal
slowed as they approached.  He descended rapidly until they were
skimming over the flat grey ground of the lunar 'sea'.  Derek could
make quite clearly now the base of the lunar module left behind by
the Apollo astronauts more than thirty years ago when they returned
to Earth.  They slowed right down and circled the lunar module.
Derek wanted to be put down so he could touch and feel the machine
that had first landed on the Moon.

Hal refused.  << The Sea of Tranquillity Base is a sacred site to
Western Civilisation.  It is something very special for all humanity.
It is where our race first set foot on land away from Earth.  We
can't go leaving our bare footprints in the dust around the Lunar
Excursion Module base and we shouldn't really touch it at all.  Your
sweat will corrode it. >>

<< Can't you do something? >>

<+ No +> - << I could but I won't.  We of the Order have decided that
the LEM of Tranquillity Base is not to be touched at all and that
goes for all the human artefacts left on the Moon.  They are all to
be treated with great respect and care. >>

Hal went on:  << If Tranquillity Base ever becomes a tourist
destination before we are ready to reveal ourselves, it would be
bloody hard to explain bare human footprints in the dust around the
LEM just because you wanted to be a bloody tourist! >>

They circled the LEM base slowly, flying only a couple of metres
above the ground.  The little squat, gold foil covered spacecraft
looked very lonely out in the middle of the grey lunar plain.  Hal
thought it was a fitting monument to human endeavour.  Low grey hills
stood out in stark contrast to the inky black sky.  When they were
facing away from the sun, Derek could just make out the stars in the
Moon's sky.  There was no atmosphere to obscure them so they shone
steadily like little dim fairy lights in the sky.  When they faced
into the sun, the glare simply overwhelmed them.

A little way from the LEM stood the flag of the United States of
America just as it was when the astronauts left it more than thirty
years ago.  It still stood straight out stiffened by a small rod in
its top seam.  Around it were many boot-prints left by Armstrong and
Aldrin.

Derek: << All this happened before I was born.  I think all the Moon
shots had finished by the time I was born. >>

<< You're right there.  The last one was in December, 1972.  I can
remember the first journey to the Moon clearly.  I was nineteen that
year. >>

Hal's memories of that cold, windy, rainy July afternoon in the
winter of 1969 flooded back.  Hal had been studying at the University
of Adelaide in South Australia at the time.  The university refectory
had a couple of television sets put in for the event but the dining
hall was so crowded that Hal could not get a decent view.  He went
through a cold shower of rain over to the Physics Department where a
mate of his was doing his Honours year.  In the lab the students had
set up a television set which they could watch in comfort.  Hal sat
down and watched the first Moon landing for the rest of the
afternoon.  He remembered the ghostlike figure of Armstrong
descending the ladder from the LEM and leaving the first footprint on
the surface of the Moon and uttering those famous words.

Hal drifted over close to the LEM so that Derek was able to get a
good look at that very important first footprint.  It was a ripple-
soled bootprint next to the ladder.  It looked very ordinary except
it was on the Moon.  Others led away across the dusty ground where
Armstrong and Aldrin had walked on the surface of the Moon.

Derek: << If you were 19 in '69, that means you're nearly as old as
my old man. >>

<< I hope you don't hold that against me. >>  Hal was amused.

<< No.  Of course I don't.  You mean far more to me than Dad ever
did. >>

Derek hugged Hal's broad back as he lay on Hal floating above the
ground.  He ran his hands over Hal's thick, hard abdominal muscles,
delighting in their feel.  Hal glowed with appreciation.

Derek was starting to tire.  Hal had visited here many times before
and had never tired of it.  Derek wanted to put his feet down on the
surface of the Moon.

Responding to this, Hal did one more circle of the LEM and flew off
northwards gaining height as they went.  Soon they were descending
again to a rugged mountain range that formed the rim of a large
crater that Hal informed him was Posidonius.  They alighted on a
mountaintop.  Derek got off Hal's back and walked on the rocky
surface of the lunar mountain.  The rough surface was a little hard
on Derek's bare feet but in the light gravity it did not matter much.
Derek picked up one of the many rocks strewn around and hefted it.
The rock was quite light.  It was a dark grey in colour with lighter
grey nodules scattered through it.  He picked up some more rocks and
shortly had an armful.

He asked: << Can I take some home please? >>

Hal grinned and produced a plastic bag out of nowhere.  Derek filled
it with the rocks.  Hal took it back and told Derek he was going to
put the bag Somewhere Else.  The bag vanished.  Looking into Hal's
mind, Derek found that Hal had taken advantage of the multi-
dimensional nature of space-time and had tagged a particular set of
coordinates as his own private storage space.  It was like a
storeroom and it had many things in it that Hal kept there, all sorts
of keepsakes and mementos.  There were an infinite number of
dimensions but ordinary space-time could be described completely
using only 21 dimensions.  Hal's tag had 36 coordinates for 36
dimensions.

Derek was awed by the man's capabilities.  He looked at Hal who stood
there in front of him, this great big wonderful superman with the
huge muscles.  Hal had his huge muscular arms folded across his
massive broad hairy chest.  Thick veins ran down each side of his
great bulging biceps.  His big thick penis hung between his great
thick muscular legs set apart.  His abdomen had muscles like two
parallel mountain ranges separated by a deep valley running from
chest to groin.  His long brown hair flowed down his back.  Over his
face the hair hung in a fringe over his big brown wide-set eyes.  His
brown medium length beard covered the lower of his strong masculine
face.  He stood there looking like Conan the Barbarian, only bigger
and kinder and he was completely naked.  He glowed like a bronze
statue in the light of the sun hanging low over the eastern horizon.
He was indeed a superhuman muscle god.

Derek wandered off further, picking his way down the mountain.  He
had to take care in the light gravity.  His powerful 275-pound body
was used to Earth's gravity so in the lunar gravity it was easy for
Derek to overshoot his destination.  At one stage early on he was
bounding around on the mountainside like an over-muscled kangaroo
until he got the hang of it.  Hal floated up off the ground and
hovered over Derek so that he could keep Derek in the invisible air
bubble.  Derek's eyes lighted on a grey rock that was shot through
with dark green streaks.  He picked it up, examined it and handed it
up to Hal whereupon it vanished as Hal put it in his Somewhere Else.
Derek found a yellow glassy globule and examined it with interest.

Hal: << I reckon it was formed when that crater was formed about four
billion years ago.  It's been sitting there ever since. >>

Derek held it in his hands and looked at it, awed by its enormous
age.  It had been sitting there in one spot for all that time while
the continents marched around the surface of the Earth, changing and
reforming as they went.  The dinosaurs had come and gone in that
time.  It had been sitting there doing nothing for four billion
years.  Derek found the stretch of time inconceivable.  He handed up
to Hal who put it away.

Derek climbed back up to the mountaintop and surveyed the lunar
landscape around him.  To the east was the big crater of Posidonius.
To the west was the Sea of Serenity.  All around him were the
rounded, cratered highlands of the Moon.  There were no sharp peaks
visible.  Derek climbed back onto Hal's back and got him to take him
to the Sea of Serenity.  He wanted to find out what moon dust felt
like.


They flew down from the mountain range and landed in the middle of
the grey dusty plain of the Sea of Serenity.  Derek jumped off,
grabbed a handful of moon dust and let it trickle out through his
fingers.  It was very fine, finer than talcum powder; it was like
grey bulldust, as fine as the red bulldust of the Australian Outback.
It flowed down to the ground in a languid stream in the low gravity.
In response to Derek's wish Hal produced out of nowhere a big
transparent plastic jar of about two litres capacity.  Derek thought
it was a neat trick.  He quickly filled the jar with moon dust,
screwed the lid on and handed it back to Hal who put it away.

Derek stood up and looked around.  The surface of the lunar dust
plain had a rather soft and springy feel to it.  In this area there
were no rocks to be seen anywhere.  He jumped up and down
experimentally on the dust.  Thanks to his great strength and the low
gravity he was able to leap high off the ground.  Remembering the old
videos of the Moon landings he had seen as a child, he bounded around
Hal like an over-muscled kangaroo.  He took a great leap away from
Hal and was suddenly overtaken by a horrible choking sensation.
There was a sudden pain in his ears and his eyes stung furiously.  He
could not breathe.  His chest heaved as he gasped frantically for air
but there was none.  He realised with horror he had leapt outside
Hal's air bubble into the hard vacuum of outer space.

<< Don't Panic!! >>  Hal's words crashed into Derek's mind.

Derek fought down his rising panic and looked over at Hal grinning at
him.

Hal: << You have about two minutes before you black out.  Now you
know what it's like standing naked in the hard vacuum of outer space.
You have done it and you have survived!  Now that's something to
boast about to your grandchildren! >>

Hal seemed to be taking Derek's distress with irritating levity.
Derek pleaded with Hal to do something.  Hal raised his arm and
pointed his hand at Derek.  A shimmering beam of blue-green light
shot out and struck Derek on his chest.  It felt as though he was
being stabbed all over with a million needles.  The choking sensation
ceased immediately, as did the pain in his ears and the sting in his
eyes.

Hal: << I have made you invulnerable and I have given you a charge of
energy so that you don't need to breath. >>

Derek looked Hal.  He felt fine now, strong and healthy and full of
energy.  He was standing in the vacuum with no discomfort at all.  He
was full of admiration for his lover.

Derek: << A charge of energy? >>

<< From me. >>

<< Where do you get it from? >>

<+ God.  An image of dodgem cars getting the electrical energy needed
to propel them from an overhead wire mesh grid via a collector
mounted on top of a long vertical pole fixed to the back of the car.
+>

Hal went on: << The charge of energy I gave will last a fair while.
If it runs out while we still up here, I'll have to recharge you.  If
I forget, you die.  Don't worry, mate.  I won't forget.  And in any
case, Earth is only two seconds away.>>

Derek bounded over to Hal and gave him a hug.  He bounded off across
the dust plain at speed.  He did not get out of breath for he did not
have any.  But he had considerable energy.  He stopped when he was
more than two miles away from Hal and looked back at him.  The
silence was complete.  He could hear his blood pounding in his ears
but that was all.  Hal was a distant figure standing out in the
plain.  Derek felt that they were literally out in the middle of
nowhere.  The horizon seemed unusually close.  It looked as if he
could reach it in less than an hour but Derek knew that it would
always recede from him.  Derek looked up at the blue-green half disk
of Earth high in the black sky.  With the sun warming his broad back
he could see the stars shining steadily like little dim lamps.  Derek
was comforted to see that they formed the constellations familiar to
him on Earth.  He was an Earthman alright.  The silence was
overwhelming.  It was good to feel Hal's mind linked to his.  It was
really good.  By God he loved Hal.

He bounded back to Hal like a big lolloping kangaroo.  He was happy
to be with him.  Hal had collapsed the air bubble and had put it away
in case it was needed again.  There was nothing but the vacuum around
him now.  Derek picked up a handful of moon dust and threw it at Hal
who promptly retaliated.  The dust fight continued.  Both were
covered all over in moon dust.  The two men soon looked as if someone
had tipped a truckload of grey talcum powder all over them.  Their
hair was grey; their whole bodies were grey.  In the vacuum the fine
dust did not drift at all.  It just filtered down.  The two men
carried on their dust fight in a haze of moon dust.  Derek grabbed a
handful of moon dust and threw it in Hal's face and bounded away at
speed.

<< Can't catch me! >>  he yelled mentally as he raced off across the
lunar plain.

Very soon he felt Hal's formidable mighty arms wrap around his body.
Damn!  He forgot that Hal could fly.  Hal grabbed Derek from behind,
pulled him to a stop and ran his hands up and down Derek's dust
covered belly, tickling him with his strong fingers.  Derek gasped
and laughed as he struggled vigorously in Hal's powerful grip.  The
tickling was very arousing as his skin tingled under Hal's fingers.
Hal planted a kiss on Derek's muscular and dusty neck.  Very soon
Derek's penis had become a nice stiff erection.  At the same time he
became aware of Hal's big stiff penis rubbing against his buttocks.
Derek thrilled to the feel of his lover's warm, hard, muscular body
against his back.

Hal: << O.K., you rugged rascal.  How would you like to spill your
seed onto the soil of the Moon? >>

Derek was overcome with lust.  As he stood with Hal's arms wrapped
around him, he could feel the head of Hal's great big penis pressing
against the pucker of his anus.  As he relaxed his anus, he could
feel the gas rush out of his bowels into the vacuum.  Hal's great
thick penis felt nice and well lubricated as it slid into Derek's
arsehole.  It was lovely feeling his anal sphincter stretch around
the familiar thickness of Hal's penis.  Derek realised that Hal had
put some kind of force field around his penis making it slick and
slippery.  With a few thrusts, Hal was all the way in and pumping
Derek's bowels vigorously.  He stroked Derek's penis with one hand
and massaged Derek's muscular abdomen vigorously with the other.
Derek was in the height of passion as he felt Hal's enormous penis
pumping and thrusting up through his arsehole into his body.  His
groin exploded and hot semen shot forth under high pressure in a long
volley of spurts that flew in a great arc through the vacuum from his
hot hard penis and landed on the ground about 20 metres (65 feet)
away.  Derek kept squirting out a large quantity of semen as Hal's
orgasm came and Hal flooded Derek's innards with his semen.  Derek
was in ecstasy.  Their linked minds compounded each other's orgasm.

The orgasms came to an end.  Derek slumped back against Hal who still
held him in his arms.  Hal was still standing.  He was as strong and
immovable as the Rock of Gibraltar.  Derek felt tired but happy.  Hal
put his hand on Derek's belly just under his ribs.  Another charge of
energy blasted into Derek's body.  Instantly he felt full of energy
again.  The tiredness was blasted away.  Derek was still happy.  He
twisted around in Hal's arms and gave Hal a full hard kiss on the
lips.

<< Oh, man!  You are absolutely wonderful. >>

Hal kissed him back.  Derek looked in front of him and saw the trail
of his semen across the lunar surface.  It ended quite a long way
away.

<< Well, mate.  You certainly have christened the Moon!  To my
recollection, that's the first time that's been done.  Gee, you're a
randy young hunky buck! >>

Hal was enjoying himself and Derek.  He separated from Derek and
walked over to where the nearest splots of semen had landed.  Derek
followed him.  Hal found a sizeable splot of semen on the dust
surface about halfway along the trail and picked it up and showed
Derek.

<< There you are.  Vacuum dried semen. >>  Hal laughed.

Derek looked at the glob of his semen in Hal's hand.  He poked at it
with his finger.  It was white and covered with grey moon dust and it
had a leathery, jelly-like consistency.  It felt like one of those
jellyfish larvae washed up on the seashore.

Derek asked: << Can we take it back please? >>

<< Why?  There's plenty more where that lot came from. >> Hal laughed
and looked lecherously at Derek's cock and balls.

"Please!  I'd like it as a souvenir," Derek tried to say but he
couldn't speak in the vacuum.

Derek had forgot himself.  Hal got the sense of it anyway.  He
produced a plastic zip-lock back, put the semen blob in and put it
away in Somewhere Else.

Hal walked to the end of the semen trail grinning and looked back to
their footprints at the start.

<< You can certainly squirt your semen a long way under lunar
gravity.  On Earth with this sort of performance you would be the
Olympic Champion Semen Squirter.  In fact as you are now on Earth you
probably would be the Olympic Champion Semen Squirter. >>

Derek stood with his legs apart and his hands on his hips.  He was
grinning from ear to ear.  He enjoyed Hal razzing him about his
sexual capabilities.  He aimed a playful kick at Hal's rock hard
belly and bounded off across the dust plain.  Hal bounded after him
and quickly chased him down.  He brought Derek down in the dust and
wrestled with him.  He was on top.  Derek lay on his back on the soft
dust, pulled Hal's head to him and kissed him hard on the lips.  He
was hot and horny again.  He lay back and writhed underneath Hal's
hard muscular body and quickly his penis became really hard and
erect.  He grabbed Hal's penis, stroked it a few times and that
quickly became stiff and hard too.  Derek wrapped his muscular thighs
around Hal's waist and pressed his arsehole against the head of Hal's
mighty cock.  Hal needed no more invitation and thrust his penis deep
into Derek's arsehole.  In only a couple of strokes Hal's force field
lubricated penis had penetrated up to the hilt into the depths of
Derek's bowels.  Derek's big fat penis fitted snugly between the two
men's abdomens in the central grooves that separated their abdominal
muscles.  It was being powerfully stimulated by the bodies writhing
and pumping together.  The moon dust that caked their bodies was like
talcum powder.  It was quite slippery.  Derek relished Hal's big
thick cock pushing and thrusting against his prostate and stirring up
all his insides.  Just before his orgasm an image came into his mind
of the two big musclemen with their bodies covered uniformly with
grey dust fucking each other furiously in the middle of this vast
grey plain under a black sky.  The two men coupled together looked
absolutely tiny in the middle of this vast empty space.  Derek's
orgasm came and blotted out the image.  He arched his powerful back
in sheer joy and emitted a soundless yell.  He bucked furiously
underneath Hal, almost throwing him off.  Hal held Derek tightly in
his powerful arms and his orgasm came too.  His spunk squirted deep
into Derek's body and flooded into his bowels, causing Derek's torso
to tingle all over the inside.  It was as if a torrent of electric
sparks were flooding into his body.  Derek's semen pumped out in
great gushes and ran all over the fronts of the two men.  His orgasm
was intensified by Hal's enjoyment of his body and the intensity of
Hal's orgasm.

The orgasms wound down to an end.  The two men lay in each other's
arms, Hal lying on top of Derek.  Both of their bodies were uniformly
caked with grey moon dust.  Derek was in a state of bliss and he knew
Hal was too.  He looked up at Hal sleepily.

Derek: << Now that's what I call a proper fuck.  I'll bet that's the
first fuck anyone has had on the Moon. >>

<< Sorry to disappoint you, mate, but I'm afraid it's been done
before.  In fact the first man to man fuck occurred on the Moon
before the first man to woman fuck.  There's still a chance for the
first woman to woman fuck though. >>

<< Aw, gee! >>

<< Mind you, Derek.  It's your first fuck on the Moon and you are one
of a very select band of men who have had a fuck on the Moon.  That
is special.  There are few people on Earth who can claim that. >>

<< Yeah!  I have had a fuck on the surface of Moon and I was stark
naked at the time.  I could just imagine dropping that into the
conversation at a party. >>

<< Yeah, sure!  And people would think you're a real wanker. >>

<< I was a real wanker until you came along.  You've certainly done
incredible things to me, mate.  Thank you. >>

<< My pleasure indeed! >>

Hal kissed Derek tenderly.

Derek put his hands behind his head and lay back in the soft moon
dust.  Looking straight up he could see the stars.  The sun was low
in the eastern sky behind them.  Derek relaxed happily under Hal's
body.  Hal's weight was considerably less on the Moon and Derek's
body was plenty strong enough to support it under Earth conditions.
Derek looked up at the Earth hanging high in the sky.  He felt
sleepy.  The thought of a nice comfortable bed seemed attractive to
him.  Earth was where his home was.  It was home.  Earth was Home.

Hal was picking up Derek's thoughts and suggested they move off home.
He started to get up and discovered their bodies were glued together
by Derek's vacuum dried semen.  He stood up, bringing Derek up with
him.  The Moon's gravity was not strong enough to break the bond.
Derek put his hands on Hal's shoulders and tried to push away but the
skin hurt.  Derek remembered that he was invulnerable and pushed
harder.  His skin stung.  Hal was unconcerned.  He was not hurting at
all and he was quite happy to let Derek do all the work.  Derek gave
a mighty shove with his powerful muscles and their bodies sprang
apart.  The sting in Derek's skin died down quickly.  Most of the
semen had remained stuck to Hal's hairy body.  A little remained on
Derek's hairless body and Derek quickly peeled it off.

Hal:  << It goes to show what a good glue vacuum dried semen makes.
>>

They both laughed.  Derek's laugh faded into a sleepy grin.

<< Well, mate.  It's time to take you back home to Earth.  You look
as if you're about to fall asleep on your feet. >>

<< Can't you give me another charge please? >>

<< You've got enough charge to easily get back to Earth.  Remember,
Earth's only two seconds away and you've probably got enough to last
you another hour.  It's not your body I'm concerned about.  It's your
mind, the software in your brain.  You've been up two nights already
and we've being doing some pretty frantic fucking.  A lot has
happened to you and your brain needs time out to sort things out,
like reprogram itself.  If you stay up much longer, your software
will get a bit scrambled and you will get irrational and irritable.
I don't want to see you fly into a rage over some trivial little
thing merely because you're overtired. >>

<< O.K.  Point taken. >>

<< Hop on my back and I'll take you back home, clean both of us up
and put you to bed.  We both look like tribal Aborigines in mourning.
>>

<+ ? +>

<< Didn't you know that?  When someone in an Aboriginal tribe dies,
his relations cover themselves in ashes from the fire to show that
they are in mourning for the dead person.  If it's an important
person, the whole tribe cover themselves in ashes.  It's a real
sackcloth and ashes thing. >>

Derek was interested but was tiring rapidly.  With difficulty he
clambered onto Hal's back.  Hal hoisted him up with a psychokinetic
boost until they were both comfortable.  Derek wrapped his arms
around Hal's chest and Hal took off, ascending rapidly away from the
Moon.  Derek looked back at the Moon which was dwindling rapidly.
Hal accelerated to near light speed and the planet Earth approached
alarmingly quickly.  In a few seconds after leaving the Moon the
globe of the Earth filled Derek's field of view.  The evening
terminator had reached the eastern part of Australia and was about
half way between Adelaide and Sydney.  It would be after sunset now
in Ringtail Springs.

Hal: << Now that you're temporarily invulnerable and we don't have an
air bubble to worry about, let's do a real extrovert superman style
re-entry. >>

Before Derek had time to think, Hal plunged into Earth's atmosphere
over South Australia.  As the air screamed past them during re-entry,
it was made white-hot by the hypersonic speed of their passage.
Derek felt very hot but he was not harmed.  The slipstream clawed at
his face with sharp talons of iron.  Hal levelled out and descended
rapidly.  Passing over New South Wales he slowed rapidly.  When their
speed became sub-sonic he veered to the right and flew into Valley
Road.  He approached the loft and jumped inside.  Suddenly Derek was
inside his loft.  It would not have taken more than fifteen seconds
since they left the Moon.  Derek was astonished.  He gasped and found
he could breath again.  It felt good.  One of the lights had still
been left on all day.

<< We both look a real sight. >> Hal telepathed cheerfully.

The big mirror floated over to them and Derek saw the two of them
both covered in the grey moon dust.  It looked like ash.

<< Let's get you into the shower, mate. >>

Hal picked Derek up in his arms and took him over to the shower
outside the kitchen end door at the top of the stairs.  He turned on
one of the two showers in the large shower cubicle and got the water
nice and hot.  He held Derek under the shower, got him wet thoroughly
and soaped him all over and washed the moon dust from him.  He
shampooed Derek's hair and washed Derek's body with shower gel.
Derek was so sleepy that he found it difficult to stand upright, so
Hal supported him as he washed him all over.  Derek really enjoyed
Hal's ministrations and the feel of his big hands rubbing all over
his muscular body.  When Hal washed Derek's cock and balls, Derek's
cock stiffened to attention.

Hal laughed.  "You are just about asleep on your feet and still you
are horny.  You're bloody incredible!  No sex tonight, boyo.  You
need your beauty sleep."

Derek grinned sleepily.  Hal continued washing Derek's groin,
buttocks, thighs, calves and feet.  When he was finished, he sat
Derek in the hot shower on the plastic stool Derek used to sit on and
dream away and masturbate while he was in the hot shower.  That was
in earlier days.  Hal turned on the other shower and washed the moon
dust off himself.  Derek watched with a sleepy delight as his lover
shampooed his long brown hair and his beard, then washed his huge,
muscular, powerful body.

Hal finished and dried them both with the large towels Derek kept in
the cupboard.  He picked Derek up and carried him over to the bed.
He lay Derek gently down on the bed and lay down with him.  He turned
out the light with a psychokinetic command.  The room was dark.
Derek snuggled up to Hal's warm, muscular body as Hal wrapped his
arms around him.  Derek felt wonderfully secure and at peace.  The
last thing he remembered was the chirp of the crickets outside in the
night, the rustle of the gum leaves in a gentle night breeze and the
faint cry of a mopoke calling far away in the eucalyptus forest.  He
fell asleep straight away.


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