Date: Fri, 20 May 2016 11:42:06 -0700
From: Douglas DD <thehakaanen@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Survivors (Revised) Chapter 16

CHAPTER 16
LOST

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 warp storm has had devastating effects on the
"Starkeeper". Is the starship lost in space for good?

Remember the story is mine, so ask if you wish to use it for anything.

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add your contribution to theirs.

++++++++++++++++++++++++

The "Starkeeper" dropped down hard.  But down is where gravity pulls, and
in space there is no gravity, so there is no up and down.  Down on the
"Starkeeper" is where its artificial gravity says it is, which normally
would be the lower decks of the ship.  So when the "Starkeeper" changed to
its "down," the gravity generator had to work to make a new down.  It
wasn't built to make the change as quickly as the ship was shifting, so
"down" kept changing while the helmsman tried to get the ship steady.

Right when Scooter was ready to push the last digit the ship dropped.  He
felt his finger hit the screen, but he didn't know where he hit it.  Then
he started sliding toward the railing and the opening at the edge of the
landing.  He could feel Douglas trying to hold him, but he was going too
fast for Douglas to get a solid grip.  He and Douglas both started sliding.
Scooter could hear Douglas screaming, then he dropped over the side of the
walkway.

At the same time, the helmsman got the ship straightened out and the
gravity generator was working to make "down" be the decks again.  Scooter
could feel himself get pulled against the wall.  He grabbed the top of the
control panel, which was sticking from the wall.  He was hanging by one arm
trying to twist his body so his other arm could grasp the panel as well.
He looked down at the deck beneath him.  It was a long way down and he knew
it would be a very hard landing if he fell.

He wondered what happened to Douglas.  Douglas had been sliding with him
but he never went over the edge.  There was some equipment on the upper
deck which he might have struck and which kept him from going over the
side.  The ship got steadier and Scooter tried swinging to the ladder. The
ship rocked some, but not hard enough to dislodge him.

I must have hit the right digit, Scooter thought, the ship is still in one
piece.  The ladder was close and he tried reaching over to it, but it was
just a bit too far away.  He knew he couldn't hold onto the panel for very
much longer.  He could feel his fingers slipping and he had no way to
change his grip.  He didn't think his one arm would hold him much longer.
He heard voices below him.  He looked down and saw some crewmen come into
Engineering.  They glanced up and saw Scooter.

"Hey, am I crazy or is there a kid up there swinging from the control
panel?" one of them asked.

He started up the ladder and reached out for Scooter.  Scooter held out his
arm and the crewman grabbed his wrist and pulled him over to the ladder.
Scooter told him his friend Douglas was up on the landing.  The other
crewman went up and found Douglas unconscious on the floor, his body lodged
against the equipment, his face and head covered with blood. He put Douglas
on his shoulder and brought him down.  Scooter looked at his soulmate and
felt tears forming.  Oh God, he thought, I hope he isn't hurt bad.

The crewman who rescued Scooter was checking on the Chief Engineer and the
other unconscious crewman on the floor.  The other crewman called on his
portable radio and soon medics came carrying stretchers.  The ship was
still shaking a little, but not as badly as it had before Scooter punched
in the code.  The two crewmen and Douglas were put on stretchers and taken
to the ship's hospital.

One of the crewmen who came in was the Second Engineer.  He started asking
Scooter how he and Douglas got into the Engineering room and why they were
there.  Scooter told him the whole story.

"Well, I think this is something for the Captain to deal with."  He called
a crewman over who took Scooter back to Scooter's cabin.  Scooter could
tell the shaking was easing up more and more.  The shaking was no longer
violent enough to knock him down.  It was looking more and more like he and
Douglas had entered the right digit.

And it was the both of them who did it, he thought.  He could feel Douglas
place the numbers in his head when the roaring of the ship made it
impossible for him to hear.  It was like Douglas was guiding his finger on
every number making sure he hit the right ones.  He could feel Douglas in
his head, like they were one.  And now he was worried about how badly hurt
he was. Douglas was unconscious and bleeding the last time he saw him.

Full power came on while the crewman took Scooter to his room.  Scooter
entered his code and the door opened.  The room was a mess.  Scooter's dad
was on the floor.  The crewman used his radio to call for help.  Scooter's
dad moaned, which let the crewman know he was conscious.

"Did you get the code to the Chief?"

"Dad, he was knocked out on the floor.  There was nobody there to help us.
Douglas and I had to put the code in ourselves."

Gordon groaned.  "Ohhhhhhh man it hurts....I'm proud of you son.  Very
proud.  I think you saved this ship and all our lives."

"It was Douglas and me both dad.  I couldn't have done it without
Douglas. We did it together."

The medics showed up and placed Scooter's dad on a stretcher and carried
him out.  Scooter followed them, hoping he would be able to see Douglas.
But instead of the hospital, he was taken to a lounge.  So many people were
hurt that only the worst of them were taken to the hospital.  Scooter still
didn't know how Douglas was.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Captain Fuller sat in his chair on the bridge.  The ship was running
steadier and had slowed down considerably since it came close to going out
of control.  The Second Engineer came onto the bridge.

"The Warp Enhancer was disconnected, Sir."

"Oh?  And how did that happen?"

"Two boys shut it down."

"WHAT!!!!!!  Say that again!  I don't think I heard that right."

"Two boys got into Engineering and shut it down."

"Oh my God, I did hear you right.  Who were they?  How did they do it?"

"They are Gordon's son, Scott, and another kid, Douglas. They are both
thirteen, sir.  How they did it we haven't found out, but we will.
Whatever they did seems to have brought us back under control."

"Or they were the ones responsible for the last big dip we took.  What is
the damage?"

"It appears to be considerable, sir; we haven't had time to check it all
out.  But the injuries are coming in from all over, including the Chief
Engineer.  Two dead have been reported so far, one passenger and one
crewman.  That boy Douglas is one of the injured.  He hit his head when we
had the big dip."

"Well, I have Number One in charge of damage control.  With the Chief you
are in charge of engineering."  He looked at the view screen. "I haven't
seen any flashes from warp balls. We appear to be out of the storm. We've
been bounced around a lot, but the slower speed has helped stabilize us.

"Helmsman, take us out of warp," Captain Fuller ordered.  "We need to get a
check on the stars to get our bearings and get us pointed in the right
direction."

"Aye, sir."

For the first time in weeks the "Starkeeper" dropped out of warp.  Scooter
was in the lounge where a lot of the injured, including his father, were
being housed.  He suddenly felt a dropping feeling in his stomach and some
sudden dizziness. He looked out of the view port and suddenly the colors of
warp were gone and the blackness of space was there.  Scooter looked out
and saw the stars of the Milky Way, so bright they almost lit up the room.
He wondered why they had been dropped out of warp.

On the bridge Captain Fuller waited while the astrogator checked their
location.  As soon as he got them pointed in the right direction they would
go right back into warp.  It shouldn't take more than a few minutes for him
to pick out the right stars and get them turned, the captain thought.  He
dealt with some of the many issues before him as the astrogator worked on
his sightings and his calculations. Captain Fuller felt Lieutenant Harris,
the astrogator, was taking an inordinate amount of time, and he started
getting impatient.

"Well, Lieutenant Harris?  Are you ready to get us turned?"

The lieutenant was sweating.  He didn't like what he was seeing, or rather
what he wasn't seeing.  He thought about calling in his assistant for a
second opinion, but he knew the results would be the same.  He looked back
into his computer screen one more time, hoping what he was looking for
would show up.

"Well, Lieutenant?"

"Captain., I can't find a star I recognize."

"What do you mean?"

"So far my scans don't bring up a known star.  I've only checked the
closest ones, but I can't find a star I recognize.  Not Alpha Orion, not
Sol, not anything. I need three recognizable stars in order to calculate a
course for us. "

"So what does this mean, Lieutenant?" Captain Fuller asked, even though he
already knew the answer.

"Right now, Sir, until I can find a star I recognize, it means we're
totally lost.  It means we have no idea where we are.  It means whatever
happened to us in that warp storm sent us someplace humans have never been
to."

++++++++++++++++++++++++++

The boys on the ship were all trying to figure out what to do.  The storm
had to be over, since the ship was leaving warp.  Most of them were helping
clean up the mess in their cabins and in the corridors.  All of them sensed
this storm was far worse than anything anybody expected.

When the power came back on, Alex had called up Brandon's room to see if
Stevie was okay. He almost cried when he heard Stevie's voice he was so
happy.  Alex said if he had known how bad the storm was going to be, he
never would have let them split up.  He told Stevie that he loved him and
hung up.

Mike hugged Alex.  He knew how worried Alex had been about his little
brother.

Stevie had been just as worried as Alex.  Alex barely beat him to a phone
to call.  Brandon hugged Stevie just like Mike had hugged Alex.

Ryan and Travis spent the storm in Travis's bedroom holding each other when
they could.  All the major pieces of furniture in each cabin were secured
to the floor. Many of the passengers, including Ryan and Travis, held on to
as much furniture as they could, because no matter what happened it
wouldn't come loose. There was furniture that did come loose, which led to
some of the passenger injuries.

Warren and Jeremy were happy to see the storm end as well.  Warren had
never been so frightened in a life that seemed full of fear. Somehow having
Jeremy to hold him made it all better.  He wanted to cry from fright, and a
couple of times he did, but each time Jeremy was holding him and telling
him it was all right.  Like everybody else he was beat up and bruised, but
had no serious injuries.

Matthew's mother had a broken arm, but Matthew and his sister Lisa were
okay.  He just wished he could be with the other boys now, and that didn't
mean Robert Charles or Jordan.  He needed to figure how to get away from
them.  But he was afraid that if he did anything they would get back at
him, either here on the ship or later on AO IV.  He sat in his room crying.
He felt so lonely.  He had thought Jordan and Robert Charles were cool
because they seemed in charge and because they liked him. But now it seemed
nobody else wanted to be friends with him because he was friends with
Jordan and Robert Charles. It was like nobody but those two liked him. He
hated it when they made him do sex with them. He was willing to do some
things because it felt good, but he didn't want to do sex because he had
to.

Jordan had been frightened, as well.  He heard his father had been injured.
The doctor told him that his father had been knocked out, but was awake
now.  Jordan couldn't wait to see him.  Right now, he wanted to get drunk
to keep from shaking, but he'd never before been drunk in the middle of the
day.

Robert Charles sat on his bed, wearing nothing but his undies.  He had wet
his pants when the ship took its big dip.  He thought he was going to be
killed for sure.  Now he was totally embarrassed by what had happened to
him.  If his dad knew what he'd done he would probably beat the crap out of
him.  He had thrown the pants into the laundry basket after rinsing them
out in the shower.  He knew he let his dad down—leaders didn't pee their
pants because they were afraid.  His dad expected him to be a leader every
day and had no problem enforcing his will on his son to make him tough in
any situation.  Well, nobody would ever know what he had done, and he would
do his best to forget it ever happened.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

The "Starkeeper" was stopped in space.  The Captain sat in his chair
watching the astrogator at work. His assistant had been called in from
damage control duty and he affirmed the findings of Lieutenant Harris.  The
Captain knew that they were working hard to find a recognizable star. All
they needed was one star and they could start calculating from there. The
computer was finished sorting the stars, but it could not recognize any
star or pattern of stars.

The Captain picked up his microphone and made an announcement to the
passengers.  He said they were out of warp and stopped in order to check
out the damage to the ship and to get it lined up with Alpha Orion.  He
said that anybody injured or having questions could go to any of the
lounges.

Then he called for Mr. Z and the RD.  They were both in the RD's office
talking about all the cleaning up that had to be done and how it would be
done.  The Captain called and said for them to see if the older boys could
help with getting cleanup underway.  That would free some crew members to
deal with more pressing issues.  Mr. Z got on a phone and called Robert
Charles, ordering him to come to the Recreation Director's office right
away.

Robert Charles groaned after Mr. Z's call.  All he wanted to do was stay in
his room.  He had all kinds of bruises and felt sore all over. Plus he was
mad at himself and embarrassed about pissing his pants.  He dressed in
clean clothes and headed for the RD's office.  When he arrived he was asked
to organize the older boys to come clean out the offices. He was told to
inform them they needed to meet in Mr. Z's office to help with the
emergency.

Robert Charles smiled.  He liked this.  They couldn't say no, because they
would think they were going to come to help the ship recover, and when they
got to the office they would be stuck.

The first call went to Mike's room.  Robert Charles was surprised Alex was
there too.  They both were eager to help.  When he called Brandon's room,
Stevie was there.  Nobody was at Scooter's room or at Douglas's room.
Calling Travis's room brought Travis and Ryan. The next call was to
Warren's room and sure enough Jeremy was there.  He suddenly wished he had
somebody who could have been with him.  Then he remembered wetting his
pants and was glad he didn't. Jordan was alone in his room. Lisa answered
when he called Matthew, and he asked them both to come to the teacher's
office.

When the boys arrived at Mr. Z's office, Robert Charles told them they
needed to clean it up and then they would clean up the RD's office. He left
for the RD's office to report on what he had accomplished.  He sat in a
chair and told Mr. Z and the RD he had everybody at work. They complimented
Robert Charles on the great job he was doing.

Meanwhile, in Mr. Z's office everybody was unhappy.

"Where are Scooter and Douglas?"  Alex asked.

"I don't know.  I hope they weren't hurt," Travis said.

"The big question is, where did Robert Charles go?" Stevie asked.

"I'm sure he had important things to do," Jordan said earnestly.

"Yeah, like sitting on his butt," was Mike's comeback.

Jordan glared at him.

"This is stupid," Alex said.  "I want to find Douglas and see what he would
do.  Or better yet, just leave this.  Mr. Z can clean up his own
office. There are a lot more important things to do. They sure don't need
all of us to clean a stupid office."

"Douglas would want us to find something useful to do," Travis said.

"Hmm...let me call Marie," Alex said.  He picked up the phone and Marie
answered on her portable.

"Hi Marie."

"Alex!  Where are you, hon?"

Alex told her what they were doing.

"That's a waste.  We need you here.  Come to the 3rd deck observation
lounge."

Alex had the speaker phone on so everybody could hear.

"You heard her guys, let's go."

Everybody but Jordan and Lisa started walking out of the room.

"Hey," Jordan yelled, "where are you guys going?'

"You heard what Marie said.  We're going somewhere where we can be useful,
and that's sure not here," Alex said.

"Robert Charles will be mad.  He said to clean this office and then the
RD's office."

"Fuck Robert Charles."

They started out again.  Jordan grabbed Matthew.  "You stay here with
me. We'll do what we're supposed to do."

"Hey," Mike said.  "Leave him alone.  He can go where he wants."

"He's mine and I say he stays."

"What do you mean he's yours?  You don't own him."  Mike looked at
Matthew. "You can come or you can stay, but you go where you want to go."

Matthew saw Jordan shake his head.  He was afraid that if he didn't do what
Jordan or Robert Charles wanted they would tell on him for letting them
fuck his butt.

"It's okay," he said quietly.  "I'll stay and help Jordan."

"You're sure?"

Matthew looked at the ground.  "Yeah."

Mike looked down at him, put his hand under Matthew's chin, raised it up
and said, "If you ever want to talk, remember I'm here for you."  Then he
walked out of the room.  Matthew watched him leave with a sinking
feeling. Mike's gesture had been the nicest thing anybody had done for him
for a long time. He was now one hundred percent sure that Mike wasn't the
person who slugged him in the corridor, and if Mike didn't do it, that
could only mean that Jordan or Robert Charles did.

Mike went to catch up with everybody else.  There was something strange
going on, he thought.  He knew that Matthew didn't stay behind because he
wanted to—he stayed because he was afraid of something. Matthew was a
sweet boy and Mike wanted to find out what kind of power Jordan and Robert
Charles had over him. There was no question in Mike's mind that RC was the
person behind the assault on Matthew in the corridor.

When the boys arrived at the lounge they that saw it was full.  Marie saw
them come in and greeted them.

"Boy, am I glad to see you boys; we can really use your help. Let's get you
started on some tasks."

Brandon saw Scooter in one corner.  He was sitting next to his father.

"Scooter!  What happened?" he asked as he ran over.

Scooter saw Brandon and jumped up and hugged him.  Then he saw the rest of
the boys.  Within a couple of minutes he told them the story of his
adventure. Marie listened in.  She had already heard the story, but not
from Scooter.  Scooter's story was coming out way different from what she
had heard from the crew.  The crew said the two boys were trying to
sabotage the ship and were irresponsible. They said the captain felt they
were responsible for the big dip the ship took before it stabilized.
Listening to Scooter it was like he and Douglas were responsible for saving
the ship.  She would talk to Scooter's father about it as soon as she got
the boys on task.

The boys got to work bringing food, items from cabins, helping some of the
less injured people clean their cabins, getting blankets, or any other task
that was needed.  Things went from happening slowly to happening fast as
the boys worked hard and quickly, helping Marie and anybody else who needed
it.  A lot of people had smiles on their faces because the boys were so
polite and friendly and so ready to help.

While the boys were racing around helping and assisting, Marie talked to
Gordon.  She got the same story from him as she did from Scooter.  She told
him she would call the hospital and see how Douglas was doing.  She found
out that Douglas hadn't awakened yet and that he had a concussion.  While
it didn't appear serious, he was still unconscious.

In the hospital, Douglas knew he should wake up but somehow he couldn't.
He kept feeling a thought build up in his head.  Over and over it was
"Scooter, Scooter, Scooter..."

Scooter was walking down a corridor on an errand for a medic.  Suddenly he
heard a voice in his head.  "Scooter....Scooter....Scooter."  It was like
the voice he heard when he punched the numbers on the screen in
Engineering—the voice that gave him the right numbers to push.  It was
Douglas's voice. "Scooter...Scooter...Scooter."

Scooter stopped and closed his eyes.  He thought of nothing but his love
and let the thought build up.  "Douglas I love you."

Mike and Ryan saw Scooter standing totally still in the corridor with his
eyes closed.  Mike was about to say something when Scooter said, "Oh God,
Douglas!" and fell right into Mike's arms.

At the same time ,Douglas opened his eyes and said, "Scooter!"

His mother and father were next to his bed.  They both looked at him.
Douglas opened his eyes and gave them a weak smile.  He told them his head
ached a little but he felt okay.  His parents smiled at him and kissed him.

"Are you okay?" Mike asked Scooter.

Scooter stood back up.  His head stopped reeling.  "Douglas is awake.  I
felt him.  I heard him."

"Well, let's go find him then."

They helped Scooter finish his errand and then went back to the
lounge. Scooter went to Marie and asked her to find out if Douglas was
awake.

"I just checked fifteen minutes ago.  He wasn't then."

"Well, he is now."

Marie checked. "You're right.  He is."

Scooter had told his father about hearing Douglas giving him the numbers in
his head.  Now this, he thought.  There no doubt was something special
happening between those two boys—something very special.

Captain Fuller strode into the lounge with the Governor to get a feel for
what was happening among the injured.  He talked to those who were waiting
for the doctor to get to them.  The ship's sick bay wasn't set up to deal
with this many people at one time. The two doctors and two consulting
nurses had set up a triage system in order to treat the most seriously
injured first.  Most of the injured in the lounge had broken bones.  They
were waiting to use the bone setting machine.  The machine would heal the
bone in most breaks almost instantly, once the doctor set it.  They would
still need to wear a cast for a few days, but the machine took care of
easing most of the pain and began healing the break. A patient needed an
hour in the machine, however, and the ship only had one of them. Also, not
all breaks could be treated on the bone setting machine.

Captain Fuller saw the boys being busy and was impressed.  This was just
what he wanted to have happen.  He saw Scooter's father being taken to the
hospital—it was his turn on the machine. He figured tomorrow or the day
after he would have to talk to him about the consequences of what his son
and his friend had done in Engineering.

Just then Robert Charles showed up with the RD, Jordan, and Matthew.  The
Captain saw them and walked over to where they were standing.  In front of
Mike, Scooter, Ryan, Alex, and Stevie he said, "Robert Charles, I want to
tell you what a great job you did.  This is fantastic.  Your father should
be very proud of you." The Governor nodded and smiled at his son.

Robert Charles gave the boys around him a haughty smirk.  He had come into
the lounge to chew out the boys who had left their task in the office, but
he quickly sized up the situation and took advantage of it. Seizing the
moment was what being a good leader was all about.

The look of pride on his father's face made him forget his earlier
humiliation. Robert Charles understood that he had nothing to do with
organizing this, but was ready to take the credit in front of his father,
the Captain, and the Recreation Director. As far as Robert Charles was
concerned, life didn't get any better than this.  Marie listened to the
older boy's bullshit and shook her head.  She was hoping one of the boys
would contradict what Robert Charles was saying, but they stayed quiet.

As the ship's night arrived, the damage repair, cleanup, and dealing with
the injured were close to under control.  Most of the injured passengers
were back in their cabins.  The boys were finished helping the crew and
they were exhausted.

Scooter stopped to see Douglas in the sick bay.  He was happy when the
nurse allowed him into Douglas's room.  Douglas's mother was sitting next
to the bed and smiled at Scooter.

"You can have fifteen minutes together," she told them.

As soon as she left, Scooter bent over and kissed Douglas on the
lips. Douglas held him close and kissed him back. The kisses were chaste,
but still special for both boys.

"Oh God, I love you, Douglas.  I was so worried about you."

"I'm okay, Scooter.  The last thing I remember is holding you while you
punched in the numbers.  Next thing I know I'm here in the hospital hearing
your voice."

"You heard it?"

"Yep."

"I heard yours.  And I heard you tell me the numbers.""

"Wowsers.  There was so much noise, I knew you couldn't hear me.  I
remember holding you and then...then...I kept trying to think the numbers
at you. I remember the numbers, and the ship dropping down, and you sliding
and going over the edge. I remember all of it."

Scooter told him what happened to him and Douglas smiled.  He was happy his
love was okay.

"I'll be out of here tomorrow morning.  The doctor wants me to stay
overnight.  If everything is okay, I'm free to go."

"Douglas."

"Yes, Scooter?"

"Do you think we can read each other's minds?"

"I don't know.  I've heard you in my mind twice and you've heard me.  But I
can't read anything now."

"Maybe it's just when we really want it to happen.  Can you read this?"
Douglas closed his eyes and put everything he had into his thought.  It was
hurting his headache even more, but he kept doing it.  "I love you,
Scooter."

"I heard it.  You said, 'I love you, Scooter.'"  Scooter kissed Douglas
again, deep and hard.  Douglas's mom started into the room right then and
saw them kissing.  She started to say something, but she backed out of the
room instead.  Then she called Douglas's name, counted to ten, and walked
in. Scooter was sitting next to Douglas now.  The kiss was over and
Douglas's mom decided not to say anything for now.

That night the dreams of both boys were about each other.  They slept hard
and deep.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

"Why didn't anybody tell the Captain what Robert Charles really made us
do," Ryan asked Mike.

"I don't know about everybody else, but for my part it was because he would
deny it and say we were just lying to get him into trouble."

"I agree with Mike." Alex said. "We just need to keep feeding RC enough
rope and he'll end up hanging himself."

"Why didn't Marie speak up?" Mike wondered out loud. "I thought she was on
our side."

"I don't know," Travis said. "She is a ship's officer, so maybe she really
isn't able to speak her own mind. Maybe RC and his important father have
her under their control just like they do everybody else."

++++++++++++++++++++++++

When Jordan, Matthew and Lisa came into the RD's office and Robert Charles
learned from them that the rest of the boys had abandoned Mr. Z's office,
he was furious.  He felt once again that he was losing control and was
thinking of how to get that control back.  He thought about who the weak
links in Douglas's group were.  He smiled when he came up with two names.
Since he had the girls and Jordan and Matthew in his corner, all he needed
was to add two more to have control.

Mr. Z and the Recreation Director had been called to the main conference
room behind the bridge for a meeting between the senior crew members and
the Captain. The RD's office was still a mess, but Robert Charles had
assured them that his minions would clean it as soon as they finished with
Mr. Z's office

Between pissing his pants and having his charges leave their job, Robert
Charles was having a miserable day. He needed something to make him feel
good. He called Matthew over from where he was sitting, put his hand on the
young boy's crotch and started rubbing it through is pants.  He could feel
the little dick harden up. He failed to see Lisa glare at him—she was
the one Robert Charles should be feeling up, not a little boy.

Robert Charles shoved his right hand inside of Matthew's pants and rubbed
the hard shaft.  Matthew loved the feeling, but he didn't like Robert
Charles doing it.  In fact he didn't like Robert Charles at all.

Jordan remembered what happened between Robert Charles and Matthew, whipped
out his hairless dick and started jerking it.  Robert Charles unbuckled and
unbuttoned Matthew's pants, pulling out his two inch spike. He pulled his
six-and-a-half inches of teen boyhood out of his pants and rubbed it
against Matthew's mouth.

"Suck me little boy.  Make me feel good.  Come on, do it." He turned to
Lisa. "Go out and stand guard for us and tell us if anybody is coming."

"I will if you promise to make out with me tomorrow."

"I want to fuck you, but you won't let me."

"Just promise."

"Okay, I fucking promise as long as you suck my dick. Now go help me out."
He rubbed Matthew's tight little ball sack. "Now little dude, how about a
big blow job for the class leader?"

Matthew knew all about sucking cock.  He'd sucked Jordan's cock often, and
even though he didn't like Jordan, he liked sucking him.  But Robert
Charles had a gigantic cock and he didn't want to do it. It simply didn't
look like fun.

"Come on, make your leader feel good.  Suck it."

Matthew stared at the big monster posing in front of him.  It was thick and
long and hairy and the thought of putting it in his mouth scared him.

"Do it, Matthew, go on, do it," Jordan said.

Matthew got his tongue on it and licked the precum off.  It tasted salty
but okay. But before he could go any farther Lisa rushed into the office
telling the boys Mr. Z and the RD were coming.

Three erections were quickly stuffed back into their pants. As Robert
Charles zipped up and buttoned up, he told Matthew they would finish what
they started later. "Quick, get your pants closed up, kid. You don't want
to get me into trouble. Pull your pants up, kid.  Let's go see what is
going on."  Once again Matthew felt like he was a nobody, that all anybody
cared about was for him to make them cum.

When Robert Charles got to the lounge he was ready to chew everybody out
for leaving the job he'd assigned them.  But when the Captain praised him,
he knew that he should go with the flow.  Especially since his father was
praising him too.

It was now time to divide the clique around Douglas before it got too
powerful.  Tomorrow he would start his plan. It never occurred to Robert
Charles to wonder why nobody pointed out that helping in the lounge wasn't
his idea. By the time the Captain and his father finished praising him, he
almost believed it himself.

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The astrogator looked up from his computer screen. He and his assistant had
been typing in calculations and formulas for hours trying to set the
parameters for finding three known stars.

"I have found our stars, Sir.  The computer finally had enough information
to pick out three known stars."

"Wonderful, Lieutenant.  So tell me where we are and how long it will take
us to get to AO IV.  How many extra days it will be."

The astrogator blinked. The dismayed look on his face gave away what he was
about to say.  "I don't know how we got to where we are as fast as we did.
I mean we travelled an incredible distance in a very short time."

"Okay, okay.  Just tell me."

"Sir, my calculations say it will take us a year to get back."

Next.  Chapter 17 The Voyage Home


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