Survivors

 

 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.

 

 

 

 

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."

 

 

 

 

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.