Ely Nguyen is a cadet fresh out of the Academy and wide-eyed with enthusiasm. But he’s also alone. Sure, his work as a trainee engineer takes up most of his time, but what about when he’s on R & R? He hasn’t had a boyfriend since he left Mars some three months back. No one to even buy a drink for in one of the many clubs and pubs scattered about the starship Mandrake he’s been assigned to.
Sure, he’s got friends, but a man needs more than friends, especially after a long rotation of work.
Then, a chance encounter on a lower deck corridor sees to it that cadet scientist Emerson Sonfield catches Ely’s attention and he asks the man out for a drink. Will this be the start of something wonderful? Will duty get in the way of their fledgling relationship? Or will Ely ruin the chance of being with Emerson of his own accord, putting his foot firmly into his mouth before they even get to know one another?
When Ely peeked into the room through the gap, making sure not to make any noise, his suspicions were confirmed. Braden was alone, lying on his cot and as naked as the day he was born. He was erect, his bulging head glistened like a beacon. With his hand working his length, he pulled and pushed so that his foreskin helped to lubricate his actions. Gentle moans emanated from his quivering lips, the sound Ely heard when he entered the cabin. Braden’s balls, big and with a wonderful red hue, bounced seductively while he worked, his legs wide.
Ely licked his lips.
The sight was awesome. Good thing he was getting some action tonight with Emerson, otherwise he’d be in his own room doing the same thing Braden was here. Much to his surprise, Braden had a dildo inserted into his arsehole. The hand that held it there, pushing it in as far as it would go and pulling it out just enough so that it didn’t slip out of his arsehole, worked just as hard as the one on his cock. It was hypnotic.
Did that mean Braden liked guys? Or better yet, that he was a bottom? His tight, muscular arse was perfect for fucking, no doubt. If Ely’s dick had been stirred by the thought of Emerson naked, then what he saw now made it as stiff as ever. Ely could even feel his pre-cum ooze from him, having to adjust himself many times to remain comfortable in his trousers.
