Date: Mon, 23 Sep 2013 13:21:21 -0500
From: Admiral West <admiralwest13@gmail.com>
Subject: On The Edge chapter 1
On The Edge
First off, if it is illegal to read this wherever you are, or are
underage, then move on as this story isn't for the faint of heart because
it contains graphic adult content. Thank you. Now please keep in mind that
this is my first story, so please be kind to me on the comments!
Admiral West POV
Chapter 1
He was the first thing I noticed when I walked into Astrological
compartment. He was standing there looking down at the star chart. I
couldn't help but notice his ass in those tight pants he was wearing. The
way he was bending over that table just got me hard. I can just imagine
myself ramming my big cock into his bubble butt.
Captain Chavez, and his First Officer Gaeda were with him as well,
plotting our next course through enemy space without being detected. I
cleared my throat to get their attention. "Admiral West. What brings you
down here?" asks Captain Chavez. That's when he looks up at me for the
first time.
"Well, Captain, I thought I would come down here and see how you
guys have plotted course without using the advanced navigation computers
that were put into effect. So, don't mind me at all. Continue as you were."
"Yes, sir." I walk around, just observing what they were doing. As I was
walking around, observing, I decided right then that I had to have that
ensign under my command and on my staff, away from the regular crew. I need
him as close to me as I can possibly have him. "Captain, follow me over
here for a second. I need to talk to you real quick." "What is it Admiral?
Are you finally going to tell me what our mission is, and why you're here?"
"Not quite yet, no. Explain to me why your helmsman isn't in
uniform." "Sir, that's just the way he is. He never dresses in uniform. He
does what he wants, but he gets his job done, and he's the best at the
job. He's hard to control most of the time so we don't try to tell him what
to do." "Captain, I'm going to put a stop to that here and now. Helmsman,
come here."
"Sir?"
"What's your name and rank and what it is that you do here?"
"Admiral West. I am Ensign Lee Galactica, Helmsman for the
U.S.S. Burdge."
"Very well then Ensign. Report to my quarters at 0800 tomorrow for
reassignment. And be in full uniform. That's an order." I look at the
Captain and say, "looks like you need another helmsman Chavez."
"Admiral! You can't do that! You're taking away my best pilot, and
we need him to navigate through this nebula!" "Captain Chavez, I can and do
what I want as I am your superior and you better watch your tone with me if
you want to stay in your command. Any decision I make, I do not have to run
it by you or anyone else. I didn't get to where I am today by second
guessing my decisions. Never talk back to me when I give a direct order. Do
I make myself clear?" He nods. "Good. I'm going to be in my quarters if
anyone needs me." I leave and head to my quarters. Thinking about the
ensign, and being inside of him has gotten me horned up. I need to get out
of these clothes and release this load.
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"Captain, I don't want to be reassigned! I like where I'm posted at
now, Sir. The Admiral seems like an asshole" "Ensign, I have no control
over it once he gives the word. Once the word is said, it has to be done.
Sorry Lee. And watch your tongue when it comes to talking about the
Admiral, or I will put you in the brig for insubordination. Do I make
myself clear?"
"Yes, Sir."
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It's 0600. I wake up to my alarm blaring loudly, telling me it's
time wake up and get the day started. I try stretching, but that doesn't
really happen as I notice that I have morning wood. No way can I just let
that go. I reach down and start caressing my balls, while I rub my
nipples. I can't help but let a moan escape my lips. I so need to get
laid. If this morning reassignment goes well, I won't need to masturbate
anymore. I can just see Lee sucking on my 7.5 inch cock. I love the feel of
a hand going up and down on my stiff cock. Then I hear the door chime. I
look over at the clock and can't believe that it's been two hours. So I put
on a pair of boxer briefs.
I answer the door, and there he is. Standing there in full
uniform. "Good Morning Ensign. Please excuse the way I'm dressed I am glad
to see that you're in full uniform this time. You must always be in full
uniform while on duty. Period. The only time I want to see you not wearing
it is when you are off duty. Is that understood Ensign?"
"Yes Sir! Permission to speak freely Admiral?"
"Granted."
"Why the hell am I being reassigned? I haven't done anything
wrong. I love my duties on the bridge. It gives me a rush!"
"No. No you haven't. I'm reassigning you to be my personal
assistant. Do you know what an Admiral's personal assistant does? No? It
means that you take care of my EVERY need and want. Stand at attention." So
he stands at attention, which is legs spread shoulder length apart, and
arms behind your back with your hands clasped together in the small of your
back, and your head slightly tilted up. I walk around him, drinking in how
sexy this guy is. He stands at 6 foot 2, weighs about 150 pounds. He has
light brown hair that's cut short enough to where he styles it in a very
sexy way, and has blue eyes. He does have a slight muscular build as
well. I circle around him a couple times, and when I come back around to
the front of him, I run my hand across where his bulge is. He shivers when
I do that to him.
"Do you like it when I do that to you Ensign?"
"Yes sir. I like it a lot. Do it again."
"Come in so the door can close. I don't want any of the crew to see
me dressed this way." I laugh. "Now, we will have time to play later. Do
you want some breakfast before we begin?"
"Begin what, Sir? And no thank you, I ate before I came here."
"Very well. We need to discuss why you don't like to wear your
uniform while on duty. So, please explain why you haven't been in uniform."
"Well, Sir, I think this material is scratchy and very uncomfortable
to wear. I don't like it, so I just wear my civilian clothing."
"Nobody likes these stupid uniforms, including me. I will try and
see if we can't get different material for every officer in the fleet, but
that issue isn't on the top of the list right now. You are my number one
concern. Let me get dressed." I leave him standing at attention in the
living room. "At ease ensign."
I just want to thank my proofreader for helping me through this
entire process of editing and revising. He has been a big help to me. I
look forward to hearing your comments and suggestions about what you guys
think and where the next chapter should go. All of your questions,
comments, concerns, and suggestions should be sent to
admiralwest13@gmail.com