Date: Mon, 25 Apr 2016 18:35:12 -0700
From: Douglas DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Survivors (Revised) Chapter 10

This story contains sex between minor boys and teen-agers.  If such things
offend you, or you are not at least 18 years of age, then please don't read
on.  This story is not true, but who knows, maybe someday it will be.

Welcome back. The boys are racing toward space for their new homes. Two of
them are becoming particularly close.

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CHAPTER 10
SCOOTER AND DOUGLAS

Scooter could feel Douglas shaking as he gave him a tight hug. When the
elevator doors opened, Scooter let go of Douglas and the two boys walked
down the corridor together.  When they got to Scooter's cabin, Scooter
stopped and Douglas took a couple of steps toward his own cabin. Then he
stopped, turned and looked at Scooter. Douglas's face was streaked with
tears and he saw tears dripping down Scooter's face as well.

"I guess I better go," Douglas said. "I gotta go finish my cry."

"Finish it with me," Scooter told him. "I think a good cry likes company."

Douglas sniffed once, fought off a smile, and suddenly started to giggle,
then to laugh.  Scooter started laughing too. "Does a good laugh like
company, too?" he asked.

"I think so, Scooter." Both boys were between laughing and crying as
Scooter punched his numbers into the cabin's keypad. They headed to
Scooter's room and Scooter locked the door.

"Dad won't be here until after dinner. He never is."

Doug lay down on the spare bed. Suddenly his body shook and the tears
started up again.  Scooter got on the bed next to him and gave Douglas
another hug. He took a finger and wiped the tears off of Douglas's
cheek. When another one dripped, he licked it off.

Douglas looked at Scooter, but didn't say a word. They looked into each
other's moist eyes. They could not stop looking at each other. They saw
something special in each other's eyes. They were on their sides, faces
close, staring at each other. Scooter put his arms around Douglas and
cuddled up to him. It felt so right doing it. It felt so good.

"Scooter."

"Yes?"

"I really messed it up today, didn't I?"

"How?"

"Breaking down crying. It's not the way to win an election."

"We can find a way to fix that."

"A leader doesn't cry when things don't go his way, Scooter. A good leader
stands up and kicks ass. I've never had anybody push my buttons like RC did
today. There is no way to make up for it, none."

"What happened to your room reservation?"

"I really did reserve that room. I don't know what happened. I really
don't. I don't understand how it happened." Douglas took a deep breath. He
was determined not to cry any. He wasn't going to do Robert Charles the
favor, even tucked away in Scooter's room.

"Douglas..."

"Yes, Scooter?"

"We have to beat Robert Charles you know."

"I know. But after what happened today, I can tell you that it won't be me
doing it."

"You can do it. I know you can."

They lay there quietly holding each other, wanting to take the next step,
whatever it was.  Scooter lifted his cheek off of Douglas and looked into
Douglas's eyes.  The feelings coursing through him were ones he never felt
before. His entire body was shaking, his heart was pounding, his blood was
burning, he could think of nothing but the beautiful boy on his bed with
him.

The presence of Scooter next to him—his breath, the smoothness of his
skin, the lightness of his touch gave Douglas a momentary sense of
calm. The two boys held each other and didn't move for what seemed like
eons to them.

Scooter brought his face closer to Douglas and his lips lightly touched the
lips of his friend.  The touch caused a quick bolt of electricity to shoot
through them.

Scooter pulled back, waiting for a reaction to his surprise move.  The room
remained silent except for the heavy breathing of the two young teens. They
focused on each other's faces and all they saw was the love in each other's
eyes, even if they didn't know that was what they were seeing. They hugged
each other tight and their lips touched again, only this time the kiss was
intentional and it was hard, and their bodies pushed against each
other. The electricity was pouring through them, uniting them, making them
almost one being.

Both boys had messed around with friends on Earth. Scooter had done so with
Brandon and a couple of other friends, and Douglas with various
friends. For Scooter, it had been mutual masturbation and occasional blow
jobs. For Douglas, it was at most lying naked on a bed next to his friend
as they jacked each other off, secretly wanting to do more.

This time, though, it felt different to both of them. They were side by
side, looking into each other's eyes, seeing things they knew were awesome,
but they didn't understand.  They were kissing somebody else's lips in love
for the first time. Scooter didn't want to end the kiss. He didn't want to
stop whatever it was that was flowing through him from Douglas. Their lips
touched hard, and breathing became difficult. Scooter's lips opened some
and somehow, without knowing they were doing it, their tongues
touched. They flicked them back, surprised by what had happened, but their
mouths stayed open.  Somehow their tongues found their way back to each
other. The boys wrapped their tongues around each other and got lost in the
heat of passion. Their tongues battled, their hands felt each other, their
bodies pushed hard as they started grinding their teen cocks against each
other, feeling their friend's hardness even through their pants.

Finally they needed air, they needed to breathe, they needed to stop and
figure out what was happening to them. Scooter and Douglas stared into each
other's eyes again. They could feel the love emanating from their partner.

"Douglas..."

"Yes?"

Douglas could hear Scooter's heavy
breathing. "Douglas...that...was...is...awesome."

Without thinking, Douglas moved his hand under Scooter's shirt and ran it
up and down his smooth chest. It was like he had lost control of his
hand. Like his brain was on automatic pilot. Scooter loved the feeling of
Douglas's warm hand moving up and down his chest. Douglas pulled up the
polo shirt, Scooter raised his arms, and suddenly the shirt was off, like
it had a mind of its own. Douglas kept rubbing the beautiful smooth tanned
chest of his friend.  Scooter lay back on the bed, his arms raised up over
his head.  Suddenly Douglas stopped his ministrations.

"Ohhhh, Douglas, don't stop. Please. That feels so good."

Douglas didn't say a word. He untied Scooter's shoes and pulled them
off. He kicked off his own shoes and looked at Scooter.

"Now, anything can happen," he said with a smile.

Before he could get back to stroking Scooter's chest, he felt Scooter
fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. Douglas helped his friend and soon
his shirt was on the floor, and both boys were shirtless.

They returned to their kissing. Their tongues played with each other as
they soaked in their new feelings. Their bare chests touched, damp with
sweat. Inside their pants their dicks were hard, pushing out, tenting their
pants. Scooter started rubbing his crotch against Douglas's as the boys
held each other tightly and kissed each other hard. They rolled on the bed,
sometimes side to side, sometimes Douglas on top, sometimes Scooter on top,
humping each other.

Douglas moved his hand down to Scooter's pants. He found the button and
opened it, his heart pounding, his breathing labored. He waited for Scooter
to stop him.  But Scooter looked at him with looks of love and
lust. Douglas pulled down the zipper and lightly rubbed Scooter's hard dick
through his briefs. Scooter jumped a little and moaned.

"Is that ok?" Douglas whispered.

"Oh yes...oh yes...oh yes...put your hand inside...please," Scooter
whispered back.  Douglas slid his hand inside the waistband of Scooter's
briefs, and felt the tip stretching out of the foreskin of Scooter's rock
hard boner. For the first time in his life he was touching a boner out of
passion rather than mere pubescent lust.

He took his hand out of the briefs and yanked on Scooter's pants, pulling
them off over his raised hips, tugging the briefs off with them. Now,
except for his socks, Scooter was naked on the bed. Douglas marveled at his
new friend's beauty.  He was slender, tanned over his entire body, with a
beautiful, hairless, four-inch uncut erection.  He turned Scooter a little
and admired his smooth, tanned bubble butt, and then turned his attention
back to his front.

Scooter knew what he wanted to see too. He worked Douglas's pants open, and
with Douglas's help had them off in an instant.  He rubbed the tent of the
material of the briefs against Douglas's erection and then he pulled them
off.  Now Douglas was naked as well.  Scooter admired his hairless, cut,
almost five-inch boner and petted it. Douglas felt another jolt of
electricity shoot through his entire body.

The boys kissed and hugged again, only this time their naked boners were
touching and rubbing. They held each other close—kissing, hugging,
rubbing, and humping.  They moaned from the intense pleasure and feelings
they were receiving from each other.

As they approached their climax, their actions became more frantic and
their kisses deeper.  Douglas's erection was digging into Scooter's belly
and Scooter's was pushing up against Douglas. Their dicks rubbed belly to
belly and dick to dick as they rolled around on the bed. They couldn't get
enough of their partner's touch and became lost in their feelings for each
other. They moaned and made strange sounds they didn't understand. It was
like their souls were flowing across to each other.

Scooter's back arched, Douglas dug into Scooter's belly with his cock and
crammed his tongue deep into Scooter's mouth. They warned each other that
they were cumming before being attacked by the fiercest orgasms either boy
had ever felt. Scooter screeched, Douglas screamed, Scooter felt his belly
and dick get wet with something warm and sticky, and they both became lost
in the incredible feelings of the orgasms that had been produced by their
love making.

Douglas collapsed on Scooter and lay on top of him, getting his breath back
before Scooter pushed him to the side. Both boys were exhausted.  Scooter
felt the stickiness that Doug's cum left on his belly and dick and started
rubbing it around himself. He put his fingers to his mouth and licked them.

"Do you like it?" Douglas asked.

"It tastes like you," Scooter smiled, "with maybe a drop of me mixed in. A
perfect recipe."

They gazed at each other yet again. Nothing had changed in what they had
seen when they first entered the room. Douglas kissed Scooter lightly.

"Scooter..."

"Yes?"

"I'm feeling stuff for you and I don't know what it is. All I know is I've
never felt anything like this before."

"I am too. It's like I can't get enough of you."

They both wanted to say the 'L' word; wanted to say the thing that was
right at the top of their minds. But they were too scared. After all that
had happened neither boy wanted to go too far, at least not yet. They felt
the love, but they couldn't say it.

"Scooter..."

"Yes?"

"We better head for dinner, don't you think?"

"I don't want to leave this. I want to stay here with you naked on the bed
forever."

"So do I, but I'm hungry," Douglas giggled. "You made me work hard and I'm
hungry."

Scooter giggled along with his new lover and gave him a light kiss on the
lips.

"Yeah, you're right," Scooter said. They smiled at each other, kissed
again, and started getting dressed. They left themselves sticky with
Douglas's cum.

"Douglas..."

"Yes?"

"Are you going to spend the night with me tonight?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

Douglas grabbed Scooter's hand like it was the most natural thing in the
world, and they headed out the door to dinner hand-in-hand.


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At dinner they sat at the same table with Travis. Travis asked Douglas if
he was okay.  Douglas said he was, that Scooter had helped him get over
himself. Travis looked at Scooter and Douglas. He could see the look in
their eyes as they kept glancing at each other. He knew that something
happened after Douglas ran down the hall beyond mere talking. Whatever
problems Douglas and Scooter had had with each other had obviously been
taken care of. He wondered if maybe they were more than just
friends—maybe they had become "special" friends during the afternoon.
Travis wasn't sure how he knew all this just by looking at them, but he
just did.

"Anybody say anything about Douglas running off?" Scooter asked.

"Yeah. Robert Charles, Jordan, and Jeremy all laughed about it." Travis
told them about Robert Charles telling everybody that he had also reserved
the spa for Saturday morning.  He told them how Robert Charles had laughed,
saying it looked like Douglas wasn't even ready to lead first graders to
the bathroom.  Douglas and Scooter both blushed when they heard that.

While they were eating dessert Travis asked if Scooter and Douglas were
going to the games room. Scooter started to say that they weren't but
Douglas stopped him. "We should go for a while. I think I better show my
face."

"You can do that tomorrow, Douglas. You were hurt big time today."

"Yeah, and I will be hurt worse if I don't show my face tonight. If I'm
gonna run for the office I can't go hiding, Scooter. I have to show up
now."

Scooter looked at Douglas with total love. "You're right my.....Douglas."

When they finished eating, Scooter, Douglas, and Travis went to the games
room together.

"I don't know why I did that," Douglas said as they walked to the elevator.

"Did what?" Scooter asked.

"Broke down crying because of Robert Charles and the spa not being ready. I
mean it's not like I'm a crybaby. It's not like I haven't had things go
wrong in my life. Even in my school where I was president, I had to deal
with things that didn't go my way." He looked at Travis and Scooter.  "You
guys put all your faith in me and I blew it before the day was even over."

The elevator door opened and they entered. Scooter put his hand on
Douglas's shoulder and said soothingly, "Douglas, you didn't let me down."
Travis looked at them and smiled, letting them know that whatever they did
was okay with him.

"Or me," Travis added.

Scooter summed up everything for Douglas. "You've been unhappy. You didn't
want to move, and it's stressed you. You decided to run even though you
didn't really want to.  You were trying to do something for us all, by
saying you would run, and reserving the spa. Then Robert Charles dropped
his bomb. It kinda caught up with you."

"I dunno, Scooter. I think I blew it. Who is going to vote for somebody who
cries when something goes wrong?"

"I would."

"Me too," Travis added. "I've already seen what you can do. I agree with
Scooter.  Everything caught up with you. Scooter says you're okay, and that
works for me. I think you'll be a great leader.

"Look at it this way. Now Robert Charles thinks you're a pussy, so you've
got him right where you want him."

"I'm not so sure," Douglas said. Scooter kissed his cheek and Travis said
nothing. He thought how nice it would be if Ryan kissed him like that.

No matter how much Douglas didn't want to get there, the boys reached the
games room.  It was already full.

"Hey, Douglas," Mike called out. "What's up?"

"Hi, Mike." Douglas, Scooter, and Travis went over to Mike. Mike greeted
all three and they started talking.

"Are you all set to kick some ass next week, Douglas?" Mike asked.

"You mean the election? I think I blew that."

"Nah. You got upset. We all do.  You let RC push your buttons. Now you'll
know to watch out for him and you'll figure out how to get back at
him. You'll be a great leader.  I'm behind you all the way, and I don't
think I'm the only one who is. We all know what RC is like."

Mike noticed that Scooter and Douglas were standing awfully close
together. He smiled to himself. It looked like Douglas's little breakdown
had brought the two together.

Ryan came over and stood next to Travis. The group talked some more about
what happened to Douglas and how it hadn't changed their minds about him.
Travis told how Douglas had helped him with a "problem". Ryan and Mike
remembered how Douglas had made them talk to each other after Ryan got
slugged on Mars. Douglas was starting to feel pretty good when another
group walked up. This group was Robert Charles, Jordan, Matthew, Lisa,
Felicia, and Carmen.

"Well, it's my rival, Douglas. I hope you're feeling better. You looked a
little upset this afternoon," Robert Charles said. He smiled at the
girls. Jeremy, Warren, Brandon, Alex, and Stevie wandered over to listen.

"I don't want to put you down, Douglas. I think you're a nice kid, and are
a good friend to these guys." He gave Scooter a smile that made a chill go
through Scooter's spine. Robert Charles moved a little closer to Douglas,
invading his personal space. "But to be a leader takes guts when things go
bad, and guts to make things happen the way you want when things don't go
your way. You have to have what it takes inside of you. But that's okay.
You're a good kid and I like you. When we get to Alpha Orion IV I'm going
to need kids like you to help me be everybody's leader."

Douglas was fuming. He hated being called a kid by somebody who was just a
year older than him.  He hated Robert Charles's condescending attitude. He
hated the look the three girls were giving him while RC talked.

"I have the big spa reserved for tomorrow morning at ten. I know we're
rivals right now and all, but I hope you're a big enough man to put that
aside and be there tomorrow.  See ya, buddy." Robert Charles had emphasized
the word "man".

He smiled and held out his hand for Douglas to shake. Douglas surprised him
by taking the handshake. He knew that once more Robert Charles had gotten
the best of him, but he wasn't going to back away this time. Lisa hung onto
Robert Charles's arm and ogled him.  Travis noticed that Carmen was
standing very close to him. Robert Charles and Lisa left and the rest of
them stayed together.

"Looks pretty obvious who is a leader and who is nothing but a loser,
doesn't it girls?"  Jordan asked. "Did you see how quick Douglas shook our
leader's hand?"

"I try not to be a jerk, Jordan. Shaking RC's hand was a no brainer." He
stepped into Jordan's personal space the way Robert Charles had stepped
into his. "It's pretty obvious who isn't being fair, Jordan, I know I
reserved that spa and you know I reserved that room. You're the one who
supposedly knows all about this ship, so maybe you can tell me just how
that got changed."

Jordan glared at him. "Are you accusing me of something, because if you are
I will take you on right here."

Douglas looked at the twelve-year-old old standing in front of him ready to
fight and almost laughed. "I'm not accusing you of a thing, Jordan. What
I'm saying is, you know what happened. And it would only be fair if you
told us all what went down."

Jordan kept glaring. "You guys are something else. You stand up for Mike
after he slugs Ryan.  You make up stories to get votes. Then you accuse
people of doing stuff they never did. I think anybody here with any brains
can see who to vote for."

With that Jordan grabbed Matthew's arm and walked out of the room, almost
dragging the younger boy with him.

"You know something," Alex said, "there isn't anything wrong with those
guys that a good pop in the schnozzola won't cure."

Mike looked at Alex in surprise and then laughed. "I like that, dude. I
really like that."

Scooter put his hand on Douglas's arm and gave Douglas a look of pure
love. "You ready to go back now?"

Douglas's return glance was not missed by anybody. "Yeah. Let's go."

"One thing, Douglas," Mike said. "Are you going to be there tomorrow? At
the spa?"

"Nope. I'm really tired. I have a feeling I'm going to be sleeping in
tomorrow."

"I have a feeling I'm just going to have to skip breakfast tomorrow and get
some extra sleep," Mike said.  Everybody knew that skipping breakfast would
be the biggest sacrifice Mike could make.

"You guys do what you want," Douglas told me. "But I really think tomorrow
would be a great time to catch up on the sleep we missed getting up early
for school all week."

"It will be interesting to see who shows up," Alex stated. "Maybe not as
many as somebody thinks."

"Make up your own minds," Douglas told me. "And if you decide to go, I
won't take it as anything personal against me." He looked at Scooter. "I'm
ready to go."

Scooter and Douglas walked out, Scooter's hand on Douglas's shoulder.

"If I didn't know any better, I would say those two were in love," Mike
said.

Alex turned to Mike. "I think you know better, cuz they definitely are."


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When Scooter and Douglas opened the door to the cabin, Scooter's father was
there watching a vid.  "Hi ya, dad, I missed you at dinner." Scooter gave
his father a quick hug.

"Hi, Scooter. You're back early."

"Can Douglas stay the night?"

"I don't see why not as long as it's okay with his parents."

"They said yes at dinner time."

"Ok then, son. Don't stay up all night. Have fun. You want to watch this
vid with me? It's a pretty good action story."

Scooter looked at Douglas. Without saying a word they both knew what the
other was thinking.

They sat on the couch and watched the vid with Scooter's father. Douglas
knew it would make Scooter happy to be with his dad and that it would make
Scooters' dad happy.  They sat close to each other, but not too
close. Scooter's father couldn't help noticing that certain things were
passing between his son and Douglas. He said nothing about it, but he had a
feeling Scooter had found a special friend.

When the vid was over Scooter's father said goodnight and went to
bed. Douglas and Scooter retired to Scooter's room and locked the
door. They smiled and started undressing each other slowly and carefully
until all their clothes were scattered on the floor. They were both
admiring the naked body of their special friend, hairless and with boners
sticking proudly up in the air.

They lay down on Scooter's bed and cuddled, their hands rubbing
everywhere—back, neck, chest, butt, legs, whatever they could
touch. Their dicks rubbed, their lips touched, their pubescent bodies so
full of sex they couldn't hold back. Their tryst that afternoon hadn't come
close to sating their desire.

The kisses became harder.  Their dicks pressed harder. Their breathing got
shallower.  Their hearts raced faster. All they could feel was each other;
the rest of the universe no longer existed.  Their moans got loud, and if
they could think they would have quieted down, but they were beyond
thinking. Scooter rolled on top of Douglas and humped his dick hard, his
hips grinding his steel erection into Douglas's belly. Douglas arched his
back, moaned, "Oh my god Scooter, it feels so good........ohhhhhhhhhhh
man............."

The two boys were bucking each other. Scooter felt his balls pull up, and
his body shook hard with his orgasm. Douglas was right behind him, shooting
his boy cum over Scooter and himself. The young teens collapsed, Scooter
falling on top of Douglas, his body sticking to the cum between them.

They turned so they were side to side, glowing from the pleasure they felt.
They were full of feelings for each other they knew were powerful and might
even be feelings of love. They couldn't say it yet, maybe didn't even know
how to say it, but they were totally in love with each other. Douglas loved
the warmth of his friend next to him and Scooter felt the same about
Douglas.  It all felt totally right.

"Scooter..."

"Yes?"

"I...I...I had fun."

"Douglas..."

"Yes?"

"I did too."

Scooter held his special friend, his lover. He heard Douglas's breathing
grow even, like he was asleep. He whispered very quietly.

"Douglas..."

The only answer he received was quiet breathing. Scooter placed his head on
the bare chest of his lover. He whispered very, very quietly. "I love you."

Even though he received no answer, Scooter fell asleep smiling inside and
out, holding on to his friend.

Next: Friends, Lovers, and Trouble.

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