Survivors

 

 

Saturday morning meant the games room would be open again. The boys woke up and kissed their partners. Some even had morning sex. Two couples showered together. The shower ration was cut in half, so showers were best shared, which didn’t bother the boys at all—they loved sharing.

 

Not everybody made it to the games room before lunch. It was after lunch when things began to happen.  Robert Charles called Warren and Jeremy to the side for a chat.

 

"So what was the big meeting about?" Robert Charles asked.

 

"We don't know," Jeremy answered. "We didn't stay."

 

"What do you mean you didn't stay?"

 

"I guess they didn't want us there."

 

Robert Charles looked at Warren. "Is that right?"

 

"We left before they talked," Warren said as he averted eye contact with Robert Charles. He couldn't believe at one time he actually thought of voting for Robert Charles, and that he believed Mike was the villain.

 

"I don't think you guys get it," Robert Charles said. "You two are mine. I am taking a vote on Monday in class on something, and I better win it. You guys understand?"

 

"Yeah. We understand," Jeremy said. "Come on Warren. The smell is getting bad here."

 

Robert Charles grabbed him. "You really don't get it, do you?"

 

Mike and Alex walked up all of a sudden. "Anything wrong here?"  Mike asked.

 

"Nothing we can't solve," Robert Charles said. "So go where somebody wants you."

 

"You don't want us here, Jeremy?" Alex asked.

 

"Sure I do," Jeremy said.

 

"See?"

 

"I think Jeremy doesn't really know what he wants. Do you, Jeremy?"

 

Jeremy knew he didn't want trouble with Robert Charles. And he knew with Mike and Alex there he and Warren should leave right away. "I know I want to leave now," Jeremy said. "Come on, Warren." The two boys scooted out of the room.

 

Robert Charles gave Mike and Alex a smirk. "You guys really think you can cross me?"

 

"Us?" Mike asked with a hint of sarcasm. "We would never think that, RC. We have nothing but respect for you." He and Alex turned and walked away. Robert Charles knew he hated those two big mouths more than anybody.

 

Jordan came up to Scooter and said he needed to talk to him. Scooter checked with Douglas, who nodded okay. At the same time, Robert Charles moved in on Matthew. That had Mike and Alex watching very closely.

 

Jordan got Scooter into a corner.  "I heard about you being a big hero."

 

Scooter stood still, trying to be impassive. He didn't know where this was going.

 

"My dad doesn't think so," Jordan went on. "He thinks you and Douglas messed up, but I guess the computer says different.  You want to know what I heard?"

 

"What?"

 

"That Douglas is claiming he was the one who really saved the ship; that all you did was follow him. He says he kept you from panicking."

 

"You know something, Jordan? You fooled me once, but I’m not stupid. You won't fool me again."  Scooter turned and walked away.

 

At the same time Robert Charles was talking to Matthew, but when he saw Alex and Mike moving in on them, he decided to save it for later. He had little use for Alex and Mike.  He decided to find Lisa. He needed to work on her, so that the next time they slept together they would be going all the way.

 

Alex and Mike walked up to Matthew. "I told you we would watch over you, Matthew," Mike said.

 

Matthew didn't say anything. He just hung his head. Mike put his arm around his shoulder, but Matthew pulled away. "Something wrong, little bro?"

 

"Robert Charles knew I went to your room."

 

"Oh? I wonder how he found that out. Somebody in the group must have told him, and I have an idea who."

 

"No."

 

"No? How do you know?"

 

"He knew before all you guys met."

 

"Oh."  Mike thought for a minute. "You don't think I told him do you?"

 

Matthew started getting a tear and started walking away. Jordan hovered close enough to hear. He smiled at the result of the conversation.  Matthew's little try at making friends was coming to a quick end.

 

Mike went after Matthew, who tried to get away again. "Leave me alone!"

 

Robert Charles came over quickly. "Anything wrong here?" he asked with an evil smile.

 

"Bug off, RC," Alex said. "This is between us."

 

"Who told you that Matthew came to my cabin?" Mike asked.

 

"You mean you don't know Mike? You have to ask me? Get real." Robert Charles took Matthew by the arm. "Let's go, Matt. Now you know what these jerks are really like." He left the games room with Matthew.

 

"Shit," Alex said. "That dirty sheep fucking son of a bitch. I'm gonna beat the shit out of him.  Like right now!" He started for the door, but Mike grabbed him.

 

"Alex, don't. It's not worth the trouble. His time will come.  But we have to get Matthew back or they will destroy him."

 

"I know. The bastards."

 

 

Robert Charles took Matthew to his cabin. Jordan caught up with them as Robert Charles typed in his code.

 

"You're with your real friends now, Matthew," Robert Charles said.

 

Matthew felt dazed. He didn't want to be with these two, but Mike had lied to him and betrayed him. He would do whatever they wanted just to show Mike how angry and hurt he was and make him sorry for what he did.

 

Jordan walked up to him and put Matthew's hand on his crotch. Matthew could feel Jordan's hard dick under his pants.

 

"We did you a favor, Matthew. We rescued you from guys who want to use you. Now you can help us out. My boner says I need your help."

 

Jordan told Matthew to unzip him. Matthew did what he was told, and soon Jordan was naked and very hard, his small hairless dick pointing at his belly. "Suck it Matthew. Make me feel good."

 

Matthew got on his knees and put Jordan's dick in his mouth and started sucking. Robert Charles had his pants and undies pulled down to his knees and was jerking his big cock. It didn't take long for Jordan to start humping Matthew's mouth, his moans getting louder until he shot his clear boy spunk, almost knocking Matthew over with his intensity.  Robert Charles shot his teen cum right after that, shooting it into Matthew's hair and over his face.

 

Matthew let Jordan's dick fall out of his mouth. He could feel Robert Charles's hot cum drip down his face. "I gotta go to the bathroom." He rushed into the bathroom, put his head into the toilet and puked.

 

He got up, washed his face, and ran water through his hair. He looked into the mirror. He saw a skinny ten-year-old-boy with dirty blond hair, a little pug nose, sweet lips, and cheeks that dimpled when he smiled. Right now he wasn't smiling because he hated the boy he saw in the mirror.  He hated this ship. He hated not having any friends and losing his brother, who was a liar.

 

He went back into the living room. Jordan and Robert Charles were dressed now. Matthew had never taken off a bit of clothing. Neither boy offered to make Matthew feel appreciated.

 

"Hey, dude, thanks," Jordan said, “you're a great friend."

 

Matthew walked back to his cabin, tears in his eyes the entire way.

 

 

That night Douglas was sitting in Scooter's living room watching a vid with him and Scooter's dad. When the vid ended Scooter's dad got up to go to bed.

 

"Good night boys. Don't stay up all night."

 

"We won't. Good night, dad." Scooter stood up and gave his dad a hug. "I love you, dad."

 

"I love you, Scott."

 

"Good night, Dr. Starr."

 

"Good night, Douglas. You boys are both great. I'm so proud of you."

 

He went to his bedroom and the boys went to Scooter's bedroom on the other side of the cabin.  Scooter and Douglas hugged, kissed, and undressed each other. They got into Scooter's bed and played with each other's hard hairless dicks. Douglas got down and licked Scooter's smooth balls, then licked up his four inch shaft. He pulled back the foreskin and licked the smooth head of his lover's cock. Scooter shuddered from all of the good feelings he was getting from Doug's tongue.

 

"Oh, God I love you, Douglas," Scooter whispered through deep breaths.

 

"Scooter, I want you. I want to make love to you." Douglas started fingering Scooter's rose, pushing at it with his finger. Scooter tightened up.

 

"No. Noooo. Please don't," Scooter begged.

 

"Scooter what's wrong? Please tell me."

 

"I can't. I love you."  Douglas could see tears of hurt in his lover's eyes. He pulled his finger out and hugged Scooter's small body close to his.

 

"You can," he whispered.  "Close your eyes and tell me. Close them and think hard."

 

Scooter closed them and shuddered. He thought of that awful day, the day he had locked away in his mind. The thoughts went to Douglas, and for the first time he felt Scooter's pain. He saw the man who hurt his love, he felt the pain he left, and it hurt his heart and soul. He turned and grabbed his sweet love and held him tight.

 

"Oh, Scooter, I love you so. I want to take away the hurt.  I want the person inside of you to make you feel loved and to take away the awful hurt in your mind. Please let me love you, Scooter. Let me fill you with love."

 

Both boys were hugging and crying now. Scooter had his head buried in Douglas's chest.  Douglas could feel the tears running down his bare torso. He petted Scooter's head, whispering his love in his ear.

 

"Scooter, you don't have to; you never have to. I just want you to feel my love. I think it will make things better for you."

 

"I love you, Douglas, but I'm scared."

 

"Then we won't do it." Douglas kissed and hugged Scooter, feeling his rounded butt and up his back. They lay on the bed for what seemed like endless minutes, feeling and kissing and loving each other.

 

"Douglas."

 

"Yes, my love?"

 

"Will you do what I did?"

 

"What's that?"

 

"Give me your thoughts. Only give me your love thoughts."

 

"Always."

 

"No," Scooter whispered. "While you make love to me, but think your love at me while you do it. Close your eyes and think your love for me as hard as you can."

 

Douglas kissed Scooter, his tears falling on Scooter this time. He loved Scooter so much. It was like his soul was linked to Scooter's. He knew they were soulmates, and now they would make it official.  He would put his sweet seed inside the boy he loved.

 

He wasn't totally sure how to do this, but he knew he wanted to look at his lover's face. If Scooter lay on his back and raised his legs, it should work. They got themselves into what seemed like a good position. Douglas knew he was supposed to lube up, and he did that. He and Scooter had both read about the basics of anal sex on their computers, which gave them a bit of an idea of what to do.  Douglas pushed up against Scooter's rose with his throbbing erection. He was thinking love at him, his pure, unfiltered love.

 

Scooter closed his eyes and tried listening. He felt Douglas push up against him. He felt Douglas enter him slowly, and then he felt pain. "Noooooooooooo!" he cried out.

Douglas stopped. He was hurting his love.  He kept thinking love thoughts. Scooter whispered to Douglas to keep going. Douglas pushed in again, slowly, a little deeper. He kept thinking love. Scooter's mind felt pain and hurt and a big man. He wanted Douglas to stop but he said nothing. Douglas was his lover and he would let him make love to him no matter how much it hurt. He would do it for his love.

 

He felt Douglas push in deeper. More pain and hurt that made him want to stop. Douglas kept thinking love. He closed his eyes and concentrated all his love for Scooter to Scooter, but Scooter felt only the pain. Douglas pushed in deeper. Scooter groaned. It hurt hurt hurt hurt. Suddenly his mind felt something warm entering it. “I love you. I love you. I love you”.

 

The pain started to leave his head and he was feeling warm thoughts of love pouring from the boy who was inside of him. “I love you Scooter. God I love you.” Scooter felt Douglas inside of him, but now it wasn't with pain, it was with pleasure—it was with love.

 

 Douglas pushed in deeper. “I love you.  I love you. I love you,” kept pouring out of his head.  His cock was shoved in all the way to his bare pubic area.  Scooter could feel Douglas's love in his mind—he could feel Douglas's love inside of his entire body. There wasn't pain and fear in him now, there was only warmth and love. “I love you Scooter. I love you my best friend, my forever love, my soulmate. God do I love you.”

 

Douglas was humping Scooter hard now, starting up a rhythm, pushing his cock and his love into Scooter simultaneously. Scooter felt Douglas's thoughts in his mind. He felt Douglas's perfect cock inside his guts. He felt Douglas’s love everywhere.

 

Douglas rubbed his cock across Scooter's sweet spot over and over, giving Scooter pleasure like he had never felt before. “I love you. I love you. I love you.” Scooter and Douglas both felt the pressure build up inside of themselves, felt their cocks swell, felt their love ready to shoot out of their throbbing pubescent erections. Douglas was thrusting fast and hard. Scooter could feel Douglas's mind scream inside his brain. I love you Scooter!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Douglas called Scooter's name out loud and then he felt his cum surge up and shoot out into Scooter's tight insides as Scooter's ass muscles squeezed down on him.  Scooter could feel Douglas's cum coat his insides. He moaned and his dick fired the most intense orgasm of his life without him touching it, raising him off the bed as he shot two thin streams of cum on his chest and belly.” I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!”  went from mind to mind at the same time as they both saw stars and darkness explode in front of them and then passed out.

 

When Douglas woke up he could feel Scooter's stickiness. He peered in his lover's eyes, which were just opening. He showed Scooter a sticky finger. "That's yours my love. My soulmate. You shot it without ever touching yourself."

 

They were laying side by side.  Scooter hugged Douglas, kissing him and stroking him. "That was awesome my love. I felt your love inside every part of me. Our love is forever. I'm never going be afraid of making love again." Scooter and Douglas kissed, hugged, and fell into a deep sleep, sharing their dreams as they held on to each other.

 

In the rest of the ship the evening went by in different ways for different boys. For Alex and Mike it was lovemaking in Alex's cabin. For Stevie and Brandon it was the same thing on the other bed in the cabin. They made love and watched each other do it, but didn't trade partners.

 

Jordan ended up in Robert Charles's cabin. Robert Charles took his dad's key to the liquor cabinet. When Robert Charles fucked Jordan, it wasn't making love, it was pure fucking. Robert Charles loved dominating the younger boy, and Jordan was so drunk he loved Robert Charles dominating his ass and ended up cumming over the sheets on RC’s bed.  

 

After having sex, they didn’t get dressed. They sat on the bed and drank until Jordan, who was much smaller than Robert Charles, passed out on the floor. Robert Charles guzzled more whiskey and then crawled into the bathroom and puked into the toilet. He had never been that drunk in his life. He ended up spending the night passed out on the bathroom floor.

 

Jeremy stayed in Warren's cabin and slowly loosened Warren’s ass with his fingers. They talked about Robert Charles and how they could get out from under him. They both wanted to be part of  Douglas’s group, which was all of the boys in the upper class except for them, Robert Charles, and Jordan. Eventually they came by jerking off while sitting next to each other on the bed.

 

Ryan and Travis made happy love with each other.  For Ryan this was the best time of his life. For Travis, he was still trying to figure out how he could be so in love with a boy, but he decided to quit fighting it.  They both loved each other totally, and that was all they cared about.

 

And for Matthew it was a lonely night. He hated how Jordan and Robert Charles used him sexually, never once offering to give him the good feelings.  He hated how Mike had lied to him. He hated how his parents ignored him and mentally abused him, acting like they had more important things to do than deal with him. He hated his sister, Lisa, for being a bitch. Sometimes he wished he could find a way to die. He was too young to hang with the upper grade boys and too old to hang with the lower grade boys. Only Jordan took him in to start, and now he hated Jordan. He was desperately lonely. He turned off the game he was playing, undressed, went to bed, and cried himself to sleep.

 

 

On Sunday, Douglas, Scooter, and Mike went to see Marie. On Sundays Marie was in charge of all the recreation since the RD had the day off. They found her in the recreation office.

 

After they exchanged greetings, the boys told her about the phony election. Douglas did most of the talking, with Mike filling in the details. When they finished, Marie shook her head. She had already decided that this was the most bizarre voyage she had ever been on, even without the warp storm.  She didn't think much of a lot of the crew, especially the Captain, the Chief, the RD, and the upper grade teacher. She was certain that without the steady hand of First Officer Benson things would be totally intolerable. And now she had to decide what to do about the news the three boys had given her.

 

After a lot of discussion, they decided Marie would take a poll of the class to see how they voted.  Nobody would be required to answer, and probably some students wouldn't, but she was going to try. The plan was to tell the students that a couple of the ballots were mismarked and the X was between the boxes, so they wanted to make sure they had the right count. Douglas thought the reason sounded phony, but it was the best they could come up with. Most of the class would know what the poll was really about anyway. 

 

Marie created a ballot with the names of the two candidates on it and made copies of it. She would ask them to fill them out and honestly make them just like they had in the election. The ballots would be dropped into a locked box and would be confidential, exactly like an election ballot. Scooter, Mike, and Douglas filled in the first three.

 

Marie went looking up the rest of the upper class, taking Scooter with her to carry the ballot box. She found Lisa and Carmen together. Lisa had spent the night at Carmen's. She had waited for Robert Charles to call her, but he never did and she was a bit peeved. They told Marie they would be happy to do the poll.

 

Next, she and Scooter went to Alex's room, where four ballots were filled out. Marie smiled. She had a pretty good idea what was going on between the boys on the trip and she thought it was great.  She found Jeremy, Warren, Travis, and Ryan in the games room. They all cooperated. Jeremy thought about lying on this ballot and saying he voted for Douglas, but he changed his mind. He wanted this to come out right.

 

Marie found Michelle in her cabin, as usual. She and her mother were watching a vid.  Marie wished she could get the quiet, sweet girl to be more open around her peers.

 

They went to Matthew's cabin, next. Matthew's mother answered the door and got Matthew.

 

“Matthew, Marie and some boy want to talk to you. What did you do wrong now?” his mother barked. Marie was put off by her demeanor.

 

Matthew took Marie and Scooter to his room. He was surprised anybody was interested in the election after what Mike had done to him. He thought Mike’s interest had been phony. But now he had some doubts. He marked his ballot and gave it to Marie.

 

"Did Douglas come and talk to you about this?"

 

"Douglas, Scooter, and Mike came,” Marie told him.

 

"Mike did?"

 

"Yes. Does that surprise you?"

 

Matthew didn't answer. He sat on his bed staring blankly ahead. Marie got up and left, worried about little Matthew. He was becoming increasingly moody.

 

She thought about skipping Robert Charles's room. She knew how he and Jordan voted without even asking them. But she thought it would be best if she asked, because they would find out about what she was doing anyway and she didn't want them to think she was doing the poll behind their backs.

 

Robert Charles answered the buzzer. He looked terrible, his face was ashen and his hair was a mess. He was wearing nothing but a loosely hanging pair of sweats.  When Marie told him what she was doing, he told her that was the dumbest thing he ever heard and he refused to cooperate. She said fine and started to leave. He told her not to bother going to Jordan's cabin, since Jordan had spent the night with him and was still asleep. What he didn't tell her was that Jordan was still passed out naked on the floor. He said he was sure Jordan wouldn't participate either. While Marie thought what the other boys were doing overnight was a good thing, she didn't have the same feeling about Robert Charles and Jordan. She was convinced even more that the election was faked.  The boys she was growing to like and respect were not likely to vote for him. But she also knew he could charm the girls with his smile and good looks and that they easily could have voted for him.

 

Marie's last stop was Felicia's room.  Marie and Scooter took the ballots to the office, where Mike and Douglas were waiting. Marie took the ballots out of the box and counted them—ten votes for Douglas and five for Robert Charles. They knew that the two missing votes would be for Robert Charles. According to her poll, the vote was 10-7 for Douglas and not 10-7 for Robert Charles. The election had been a fake. Now the question was, what should she do about it?

 

 

 

On Monday morning school started again. The students almost welcomed it. They had been getting bored and school at least gave them something to do. It would have been better if they had a teacher they could respect and if they could lock Robert Charles up in a cargo bay. Mike tried to say hello to Matthew, but Matthew ignored him and sat in a seat next to Jordan. Mike felt a pang of hurt.

 

Mr. Z started class by telling them Robert Charles wanted to have a class meeting and he would leave until it was over.

 

Robert Charles stood up and started talking as soon as Mr. Z left. "We have some unfinished business from before our little storm.  Some of you owe detention for not showing up to the gym."

 

"Put a sock in it, RC," Alex said. "That issue is long dead."

 

"And what about the second chance?" Douglas asked.

 

"I'll tell you what," Robert Charles said. "Let's take a vote on it."

 

"I didn't hear a motion," Douglas said.

 

"The only rules we go by here are mine, Dougie. So, let's take a vote. If the class votes to let you off the hook, then you have no detention today." Robert Charles was pretty sure he would win. He had talked to his girls at breakfast, and he knew he had Warren and Jeremy by the balls.

 

"I move we use a secret ballot," Douglas said.

 

"I second it," Scooter added.

 

"I said we go by my rules," Robert Charles said. "Motions denied. You're lucky I'm even giving you this chance.  It only shows how nice I can be. Now let's vote. Yes means you're for the detention. No means you're against it. And I think everybody should do what is fair. An agreement was made and everybody should stick to it."

 

"Do we get a chance at discussion?" Douglas asked.

 

"No."

 

"We never agreed to anything with you," Douglas said.

 

"Is there something about NO you don't understand, Dougie? Alex how do you vote?"

 

"I vote we raise our hands and get it over with."

 

"I'm about out of patience. Do you want to vote or not?  If you do, we do it my way or no way and the detention stands."

 

Alex glared at Robert Charles. He wondered what the penalty would be for kicking the crap out of him right here in the school.

 

"Okay. I vote no," Alex said. He turned to Mike who voted no. Douglas and Scooter voted no.  Stevie and Brandon voted no. Then it was Lisa, Carmen, and Felicia who all voted yes.

 

"Warren?'" Robert Charles asked when Warren didn't say anything.

 

Warren turned red. He wanted to vote no, but he looked at Robert Charles's intense stare.  "Yes," he whispered looking down at the table.

 

"Jeremy?" Jeremy was having the same problem that Warren had. He felt like he was letting down his friends.

 

"Yes."

 

Ryan and Travis voted no. The vote was 5 yes and 8 no. Michelle, Jordan, and Matthew were left. Michelle liked those boys, but she didn't want the girls hating her. If she voted with them maybe they would talk to her more. If the vote was a secret one she would have voted no. "Yes"

 

Jordan voted yes. It was 7 to 8. Jordan looked at Robert Charles who nodded. He put his hand on Matthew's crotch and started squeezing his balls. He was telling Matthew to vote yes or there would be trouble. "Yes." The vote was tied. It was up to the chairman to break the tie. Robert Charles broke it with a loud Yes vote.  "See you guys after school," he said. He adjourned the meeting and Mr. Z was called back in.

 

At lunch the eight boys who lost the detention vote sat at a table together.

 

"Why did Warren and Jeremy vote against us?" Ryan asked. "They keep saying they want to be our friends and then they do that."

 

"RC has something on them, but I don't know what," Alex said. "You saw them. They sure didn't look like they liked what they were doing. I don't know if you saw the look on RC’s face, but it wasn't pretty."

 

"The one who worries me," Mike said, "is Matthew. I think he is being seriously hurt by one of them. Something happened to change things since he talked to me."

 

"Looks like we have to stay now," Travis said. "Two hours of boredom."

 

Douglas looked at Alex and grinned. "Didn't we have a nice meeting in your room on Friday, Alex?"

 

"Yes..." Alex was trying to think where Douglas was going.

 

"And isn't it two and a half hours from the time school is out until dinner starts?"

 

"Um..yes." That's why we're getting a two hour detention, he thought.

 

"Would your room happen to be available after school today for another meeting?" Douglas's eyes were gleaming. Scooter was grinning wide.  He knew exactly where Douglas was going.

 

"Well, yes," Alex said with a big smile as the light bulb went on. "I think it is very available."

 

"Then let's plan on being there right after school," Douglas said. Everybody had a big grin, and there was no argument.

 

 

The Captain was having a meeting of senior officers which included the First Officer, the Chief Engineer, the Purser, the Recreation Director, and the Environmental Engineer.  They discussed the warp enhancer.  All the readouts looked good until this morning. The temperature needle had moved up and then right back down twice, but had been nowhere close to the danger mark.

 

"I think we should show these to Gordon," Chief Paxton said. "See what he thinks of those jumps."

 

"I don't think that's necessary," Captain Fuller said. "I think you can handle it just fine, Chief."

 

"Captain, Sir, with all due respect," the First Officer said, "he was hired as an expert. He invented the warp enhancer. Nobody knows it better."

 

"Are you questioning me, Number One? Or questioning the Chief?"

 

"No sir, but I did hear you say that you would let Gordon Starr check the readouts twice a day."

 

"That was before I fired him."

 

"You can't fire him, sir. He is not a member of the crew. He was hired by the fleet to monitor the operation of the warp enhancer. So far we haven't used him properly at all. The man all but invented the device."

 

"I am the Captain of this ship. Dr. Starr was totally insubordinate. And I don't care what you found out from that video at that hearing, Number One. He and his son put this ship in danger. If he had his way he would shut the enhancer down and make us take a year to get back. That will not happen."

 

"But sir…"

 

"That is enough, Number One."

 

"Yes, Sir."

 

The Captain asked for other reports.  The Recreation Director commented that there was a problem with insubordination with some of the students in the upper grade, including Dr. Starr’s son Scott and his friend Douglas. One of the RD’s jobs was to supervise the operation of the ship’s school. He would give him more details once Marie reported to him on the issue. The Captain groaned inside. Why couldn't I have a nice quiet science ship, he thought, with no teenagers to deal with? He was getting very tired of the upper class.

 

"Number One, I want you to do something about whatever is going on. I'm not going to have six months of adolescents running wild on my ship."

 

"The RD and the teacher should be dealing with that issue," First Officer Benson said.

 

The Captain glared at him. He got the message; his punishment for helping Scooter and Douglas at the hearing was to become the ship's baby sitter.

 

When the end of the school day arrived, Mr. Z announced that it was now detention time, two hours worth. The girls, Jordan, Warren, Jeremy and Matthew were dismissed. Douglas raised his hand.

 

"Yes, Douglas?"

 

"Mr. Z since two hours is a long time can we all take a bathroom break first?"

 

"I think that's fair. Be back in five minutes, all of you. Don't be late or I'll tag on time tomorrow."

 

The eight boys got up and left. Robert Charles was talking to Mr. Z. He felt like he was starting to get control back. He had been leader of groups before, and they all respected his power. This class, however, did not. Alex, Douglas, and Mike were the biggest mouths. Before the voyage was over they would pay, and pay big time for their disrespect.

 

What Mr. Z. and Robert Charles didn't know was that all eight boys went straight to Alex's cabin.  When they got there they all sat down and laughed, except for Douglas who headed straight for Alex's bathroom.

 

When he came back out Mike asked if he was all right.

 

"I'm fine. I just had to go to the bathroom right away. That way I wouldn't be lying to Mr. Z.  I actually did go to the bathroom."

 

They all laughed and cheered at that.  Then Alex asked how they should conduct their meeting.  Douglas said a striptease would be great way to start, one at a time. They drew cards. Luckily Scooter was drawn first. Scooter was not embarrassed about putting on a strip show.  Alex took his music pod off his dresser and picked a recording of the band he and Stevie had played in with their father.

 

Scooter put on a dance, kicking off his sandals, taking off his T-shirt and waving it over his head, then pulling off his shorts, showing off that he had no undies. His uncut dick was hard and sticking straight up. The whole group cheered.

 

 

Matthew got halfway to his room when he remembered that he forgot his computer game disk in class. He turned around to get it. When he got to the door he heard the voices of Robert Charles and Mr. Z.

 

"Those slime balls skipped out. I'm getting their asses. Let's go find them, "Robert Charles said.

 

"No, I think we should call First Officer Benson. He has the power to restrict them to their cabins. And I think that is what they all need now, a week's cabin restriction."

 

"I like that. There is another problem though."

 

"What's that?"

 

"Well, the other day Jordan followed Matthew to Mike's room. I guess Matthew overheard us somehow telling about the election being rigged, and he told Mike."

 

"Oh no. That explains why Marie wants to meet with me so badly."

 

"I’m sorry. I thought Matthew could be trusted. I was sure we had him under control. He is going to pay for this."

 

Matthew felt tears well up again. He had been wrong about Mike. Mike was his brother and he doubted him.  The first person on the ship to be really kind to him and he didn't believe him. Mike had been so nice to him, and Robert Charles and Jordan had treated him like their slave. But Robert Charles and Jordan scared him and he kept feeling like he had to please them. Now he was genuinely frightened. Mike said he would protect him, just like he tried to do in the games room.  He had to try to figure out a way to make up to Mike. He felt the tears run down his cheeks and ran back to his cabin.  He didn't deserve to be Mike's brother. He didn't deserve anything good in his life. His misery was compounded when his father saw his tears and said he was tired of having a son who was a little girl.

 

 

After Scooter got naked it was Alex's turn. Alex wasn't shy either. He did his dance followed by Douglas, who was wearing briefs. He twirled his shorts over his head while he pranced around the room in his tented undies. That led to a lot of cheering and the making of boners.

 

Ryan was next. Watching the first three strippers ended his shyness and he was quickly naked, showing off his four-and-a-half inches of young teen steel, topped by wisps of blond pubic hair. After him came was Brandon, Mike, Stevie, and finally Travis.

 

Then they all set to work with their partners. But this time there was some extra grabbing and groping going on after they started with their partners. Brandon stroked Scooter's dick while Scooter and Douglas kissed and made out. Mike was rubbing Ryan’s balls at the same time he was making out with Alex. In the end they formed two daisy chains. Alex, Mike, Ryan, and Travis were together in that order, with Travis sucking Alex. The other one was Douglas, Scooter, Brandon, and Stevie in that order. For the first time Douglas was able to taste Scooter's sweet new cum.  They all were so turned on and horny they came within a minute of each other. And now none of them was dry.

 

They all sat recovering and glowing from the experience, holding on to their boyfriends.

 

"Now wasn't that better than two hours in detention?" Douglas asked.

 

"Yeah, but we still have to face the music tomorrow," Travis said.

 

"Well, this time it will be worth it," Alex said., "because we EARNED that detention."  They all agreed on that and got dressed to get ready for dinner. For them the time after school was the greatest.

 

 

That night each boy was in his bed with his thoughts. They all knew they were a long way from their new home and were worried about whether they would make it or not. They knew nobody had ever traveled this far on a passenger ship. Now they were part of a big adventure.

 

Douglas was in his bed thinking about Scooter and all his new friends. He remembered not wanting to leave home for Alpha Orion IV. He remembered sulking when he came on the ship.  Now he had the best friends he ever had, and he had found his soulmate. He thought it was almost a good thing the trip would be lasting longer. He would have Scooter that much longer because after they reached AO IV Scooter would be returning to his home on Earth and they would be separated, maybe forever. That thought saddened him, but then he saw Scooter's face in his mind, and he turned over on his side and fell asleep with a smile on his face.

 

Scooter was happy. He was so in love. He would have Douglas in his life for the next six months. He wasn't going to worry about what would happen after that. He could make love to his sweetness now without being afraid or feeling the hurt. He was going to ask his dad if Douglas could sleep with him on school nights.  He wanted every second he could get with his soulmate. He, too, had a smile on his face when he fell asleep.

 

Travis was thinking about Ryan. Ever since he first thought about sex he thought about girls. He knew he was supposed to think about them. Now all he could think about was Ryan, Ryan, and more Ryan. He knew he was in love, because only love could feel this good. And he was in love with another boy. Did this mean he was gay? He thought about it and decided he didn't care. He was in love and that was all that counted.

 

Warren jacked off thinking of Jeremy and the hot boys in his class.  He was tired of being on the outside. He wished he had stayed and served detention with most of the boys in the class. He was ready to tell his dad about Robert Charles’s threats. He knew his dad had some power too, so maybe it was time to see who had the most between him and Robert Charles’s father.

 

 But he was afraid Robert Charles would hurt Jeremy if he did. He turned his thoughts to how he had to quit being so shy about sex and being naked, and then to how he had tasted Jeremy's sweet cum.  He was thinking he and Jeremy needed to talk to Douglas and find out what he thought. He wanted them all to know he wasn't against him and that he voted the way he did because he had to.

 

Jeremy and Ryan were on Ryan's bed jacking each other off. They loved doing it to each other, even if they weren’t boyfriends.  Ryan told Jeremy about what happened in Alex and Stevie's room, which got them even hornier. Jeremy had told Ryan about being forced to vote against him, and how he wished he could have been part of the after school “sex detention”.  Jacking each other off was better than doing it solo, but they both were thinking of their boyfriends when they came.

 

Ryan was thinking about Travis. Ryan thought how he had always been quiet and shy and felt like nobody ever liked him. Well, Travis more than liked him, Travis loved him. I must be pretty special to be loved by Travis, Ryan thought. And now I have all these friends. If I only didn't have to go to my parents, this would be really special. Well, the accident had his parents a little farther off, both in distance and in time, so at least that was good. Ryan shot over his chest with Travis in his thoughts.

 

Jeremy was thinking of Warren and how Warren was becoming sexier and sexier. Warren had swallowed his cum today. Warren was so hot, so cute, so sweet. He saw Ryan cum as he jerked him off, then fifteen seconds later he hit his chest with a stream of cum.  After he shot he went over to his own bed.  He gave Ryan a quick kiss on the cheek first, which Ryan loved. In his bed he was thinking the same thing Warren was; they had to get away from the power of Robert Charles. He told Ryan why he voted like he did in class. Ryan said it was cool. It was just one more reason to hate Robert Charles and Mr. Z.

 

Brandon thought of Scooter first and how great it was to have his old friend around. Then he thought of Stevie and how lucky he was to have him in his life. Losing Scooter to Douglas didn't hurt so much now. Stevie was in his heart, but Scooter was too. He still loved Scooter and always would. He slept thinking of having Stevie pushing up against him in his bed, of him having his dick pushed against his butt and spooning him.

 

For Mike it was Alex in his thoughts. He couldn’t believe he had gone this far without somebody like Alex.  He wished he could sleep with Alex every night. Alex was so full of life and so willing to stand up for his friends and his little brother. He loved Alex's loyalty. He loved Alex's body, his mind, his dick, his ass, his balls, hell he loved Alex inside and out. He cummed hard over himself thinking of the person who meant so much to him now.

 

Jordan was in Robert Charles's room.  He was watching Robert Charles finish with Matthew.  Robert Charles's butt was bouncing up and down as Matthew was leaning on his arms with his butt up in the air for Robert Charles. Robert Charles was plowing him hard, grunting. For Matthew being fucked was no longer painful, in fact he liked it—he just hated doing it with Robert Charles.  He knew he would love it if somebody like Mike did it, but he hated doing anything with Robert Charles.

 

Robert Charles had called him into his room saying if he didn't do him a favor everybody would find out how he loved taking cocks up his butt.  What Matthew didn't know was none of the other boys would care.  Matthew didn't know why he said yes to this, except every time it happened he ended up turned on and didn't know why. He hated Robert Charles, but Robert Charles was right about one thing—he loved being fucked. For the first time he was getting fucked back-to-back.

 

Jordan was naked like RC and Matthew and was jacking off hard as he watched the fourteen-year-old fuck the smaller ten-year old. Robert Charles had let Jordan fuck Matthew first, while Robert Charles watched and got turned on. But now he was hard and horny again as he watched the sex play out in front of him. Robert Charles thrust deep into Matthew, making him grunt, and then he groaned and cussed and shot deep inside Matthew's bowels. He pulled out as soon as he came and Matthew fell on his stomach. He wanted to cry, but he wasn't going to let Robert Charles and Jordan see him do it. His father was right, he was just a crybaby little girl.

 

"Well, little dude, you were hot and tight as usual.  You have a nice boy cunt. You're almost as good as a girl. You've got a hot pussy." He slapped Matthew's cute smooth bubble butt and got up off the bed.  Jordan came with a hard dry cum and his knees shook. Matthew just lay there on the bed missing Robert Charles’s big cock in him while at the same time wishing he were dead. Robert Charles's words made him feel embarrassed and cheap.  He was totally miserable now and wanted to puke.  What made him feel worse was that he was still incredibly hard and turned on by the sex.

 

"Well, girl, you better get going. You don't want to be late and have your mommy miss you.  You were great though. We have to do this again soon."

 

Matthew got up off the bed. His butt hurt. His eyes hurt from holding back the tears. He pulled on his undies and his shoes.  He left his shirt, pants, and socks on the floor. He didn’t care if anybody saw him half naked in the corridors.

 

He opened the door and left the room without saying a word. His parents wouldn’t be back in the cabin until late tonight, but he didn't care.  When they got back they would find him dead in his room. He was going to make everybody sorry about how they treated him. Maybe somebody would love him if he were dead. He got into the elevator and went down. It stopped and he got out not even sure what deck he was on. He felt dizzy and leaned against the wall. He slipped down it and sat on the floor and put his head between his legs. He felt like puking. Maybe if he puked all over himself before he killed himself he would get what he deserved. He sat there in the hall crying and hurting.  He had to get up to get to his cabin and do what he planned.

 

 

Alex and Stevie were hugging and touching after finishing sex. Alex had let his little brother make love to him and they both loved it. Alex talked about Mike and now much he loved him.  Stevie said the same about Brandon. They both rubbed and petted each other's naked bodies. The two brothers couldn't get enough of each other.

 

Alex mentioned Robert Charles and how he was worse than just a bad leader—that he was evil and he would love to kick the shit out of the asshole. That started the brothers talking about the awful things RC did, from his threats to his lying to his rigging the election.

 

"What I can't figure out is why he took away our playing time in the theater and then gave it back to us.  It doesn't make sense. Why would he and the RD change it for no reason? Being nice is not part of his personality."

 

"I don't know," Stevie said. This conversation was making him nervous.

 

"I mean something made him want to change it back, unless he just wanted us to see how great he was."

 

"I don't know," Stevie said again.

 

Alex felt Stevie tighten up a little as he touched him. He saw Stevie was sweating a little.

 

"Stevie, is there something you aren't telling me?"

 

"No."

 

"Stevie, don't lie to me. You know I hate lying. You know we are always totally honest with each other. If something happened tell me. You know I love you unconditionally. I will help you with anything. But don't lie to me."

 

Stevie's heart was thumping. He knew he was in big trouble with Alex, because Alex was right.  He could take anything but lying, and he not only was lying now, but by not saying anything he had been lying a long time.

 

"Stevie?"

 

Tears started pouring out. "Oh, Alex, I love you. I am so sorry about what I did." Stevie grabbed Alex tight and cried and told him what he did for Robert Charles to get the theater back for their concert.

 

As Alex listened he got madder and madder. "Stevie, damn it, you should have told me right away. I would have forgiven you. Why did you hide it?" Alex wasn't sure who he wanted to hit worse, Robert Charles or Stevie. He had never been so mad at his brother in his life.

 

"I...I…just wanted to make you happy, Alex. I wanted us to play the concert and I wanted you to be happy about it." Stevie waited for Alex to chew his ass out, but instead he got a huge hug and a kiss.

 

"Stevie, Stevie, Stevie, I love you so much my little brother.  Promise me something."

 

"Yes…anything,” Stevie sniffed.

 

"Don't ever lie to me again. Ever. For any reason."

 

I promise, Alex. I love you."  Stevie gave Alex a big hug back. Then Alex jumped up off the bed, grabbed a pair of briefs and pulled them on.

 

"And that was the last fucking straw.  There is nobody around to stop me. It's time for Robert Charles to learn that this skinny little guy won't be pushed around by anybody. Time for him to be bloodied!" Alex ran out of the room and the cabin and up the hall, wearing nothing but his briefs before Stevie could say anything to stop him.

 

He ran up the hall, around two corners, and toward the elevator. He turned one more corner and glanced up the side hall. He stopped suddenly. He thought he noticed something or somebody.  He took two steps back. A small figure was sitting on the floor with his head between his knees.

 

Alex walked up the corridor towards him and saw that it was Matthew. Matthew was shaking with sobs.  Alex got down on his knees in front of him.

 

"Matthew? Are you all right?"  He was answered by more sobs. Alex lifted Matthew's chin.  Matthew's face was wet and his eyes were red. Matthew shook with sobs, but said nothing. Alex helped him to his feet.

 

Suddenly, Matthew reached out, grabbed Alex, and cried more, his hot tears dripping down Alex's bare chest and belly.

 

"I want my brother," he sobbed.

 

Next:  Chapter 19  Explosion