Author's Note
Recently started watching Space Above and Beyond a sci fi show from the 90's and this morning I had a filthy lucid dream about two of the male characters, this is what resulted.
My name is Nathan West, I am a member of the Space Corps, recently my life has taken some drastic turns, I was kicked off the Telso mission and seperated from my girlfriend who then went missing in a Chig attack and I joined the Core hoping to find her again. Life took another weird turn a few nights after our hairball of a mission to Tartarus where our fears nearly overwhelmed and killed us.
I was in the showers with my eyes closed, forehead against the walls, letting the water wash away my aches and pains when I heard footsteps coming towards me, I spun around, eyes open, ready to defend myself, lost in the memories of Tartarus. I saw Hawkes coming towards me naked and oblivious to my anxiety. I relaxed a bit as Hawkes was unarmed other than the thick 8 inch club sticking out from his pelvis, I called out "Hawkes" and he responded with a blithe "West" before taking the shower next to mine. He started lathering up, paying special attention to his thick cock, I think he learned how to masturbate watching us in the shower, it was hard to remember sometimes that he had only been out of the tank 6 years and his knowledge of what we would consider the basics of life was absent or incomplete.
I'd seen him naked and hard and stroking before, being in the marines meant there was little privacy to be had, I had seen every member of our squad naked including Vansen and Damphousse, as often we didn't have the time for modesty or seperate showers. There was something casually intimate about being naked around a squadie, I'd never been naked and alone with Hawkes before though, usually there were 3 or 5 of us or dozens depending on the mission and location it was different somehow, less casual. I caught him staring at me as he stroked himself, it made me very uncomfortable and hard for some reason. "WHAT?"
"You're not that different from me physically and yet I'm treated like scum for this" he said as he touched his navel nipple on the back of his neck. I felt sorry for him until he continued with "Sure you're a bit smaller than me" his gaze flicking to my erect 7 1/2 inch cock that was thinner than his cock club.
"Hey!" I hit him with an open palm and I found myself pushed up against the slick wall, my wrists in his powerful grip, unable to move as our bodies were way too close together, I squirmed but it only made things harder as my slick cock rubbed against his and I found myself distracted by how good it felt to be so close to someone after so long away from Kylen. Before I could think of something to say to get him off me with the least amount of embarassment his lips were on mine and I found myself responding without thinking, his lips were surprisingly soft for such a big guy. Then I realized who was kissing me and lashed out with my feet and fell to the ground as he let go of me.
"What was that about?" I said looking up at him towering over me, his thick cock jutting out menacingly, for some reason I wanted to touch it and before I could talk myself out of it, my hand was wrapped around his thick cock, feeling its thickness and warmth for myself, it was slick so I started stroking it, getting a better feel for it. Hawkes eyes were closed and he was completely in my power. It would have been the perfect time to leave... except I didn't want to, this was the closest I had ever felt to him and a hard, horny part of me wanted to see how this would end. I let go of his cock for a second to get to my feet.
He looked disapponted then wary as I stood apart from him, my cock throbbed with need as I looked him over, he was good looking in an unkempt way, longish hair, broad shoulders, barrel chest and solid build. He made me feel small in comparison, I had more of a runner's body, narrow and toned while he reminded me of the quarterback from my school. I shrugged, ignoring the weirdness of the situation and my strange thoughts and grabbed his hard cock again and started stroking him. "Thanks, I've never had someone touch me like this. It feels so good." he said in a low hoarse whisper that sent tingles up and down my spine.
"Turnabout is fair play" I said, the steam and the closeness making me hornier and a little light headed. He looked confused and I sighed and grabbed his wrist and put his left hand onto my cock. "It's been a while for me too." I said remembering that Kylen was the last to touch my cock other than me. He finally got the hint and started stroking me, it felt surprisingly good having another man's hand on my cock. It was different than mine or a woman's, or that one time with my younger brother's soft small hands, his were callused and unfamiliar but also firm and gentle. We moved closer together holding each for balance as we stroked each other faster, our heavy breathing and quiet groans seemed loud in my ears but was drowned out by the running water.
He said "I'm close."
"Me too" and I looked into his eyes and did something I had never done before and kissed a man, he kissed me back inexpertly but passionately and I lost my grip on his cock as I found myself pressed against the wall once more. My hard cock was trapped between us, out of reach as his slick, thick cock rubbed up against me as he kissed me, his tongue finding a way into my mouth and making battle with mine. I lost myself in the kisses, my arms wrapped around his back, my fingers entwined in his hair as our kisses became more urgent and heated as he humped at me. He pawed at me, his hands hot and wet on my body as they roamed and groped and squeezed, his hands were on my ass and he lifted my legs and I wrapped them around his waist and it felt right and good to have him be the man. He fingered my virgin hole and slid one very thick finger into my very tight hole, if my mouth wasn't full of his cock I would have screamed for him to fuck me as he touched something inside me that made me weak in the knees and desperate for him inside me. Instead of speaking, I groaned and exploded without thought with his thick finger inside me. I whispered "Hawkes" as my cock blasted the remainder of its load between us. He added another thick finger inside me and it hurt and it made me itchy for more and horny so I clung to him harder as I moaned his name but then he shuddered against me as his scalding load sprayed onto my cock and abs.
He eased me onto my feet, while he panted, catching his breath and looking as confused as I felt. I slumped to the floor suddenly exhausted and ashamed, he walked a couple of steps to the left of me standing under the spray of his shower, rinsing himself off of our mutual cum and I felt completely lost as I watched him become the somewhat bitter disaffected Hawkes I usually dealt with which was the drastic change from the hot horny Hawkes who had been making out with me and humping my cock moments earlier. It was like what we had done hadn't happened but it had, I still had an aching and itchy hole to prove it.
He turned off the shower and gave me a brief look and said "I should go."
"Mmm" I replied still all over the place, emotionally and mentally. He started walking away his solid muscular ass giving me an idea on how to restore my lost manliness. "Same time tomorrow?"
He glanced back and treated me a very rare smile "Definitely."
When he was gone I looked down at my very hard cock and started stroking it on the floor, my shower still going as I pictured Hawkes on his hands and knees as I fucked him from behind until he begged for me to give it to him harder...
A few minutes later I blew yet another load, my right hand wrapped tightly around my cock while I had three fingers buried up my ass replicating the feel of Hawkes' fingers. It was an intense mind blanking orgasm that left me completely drained. As I looked down at my load being washed down the drain I pictured Hawkes licking it off my hard toned abs instead and it made my cock twitch with need.
I shook off the urge to cum again and rinsed and dried myself off. Even when I was in my bunk, dressed in army issued singlet and boxers I couldn't help thinking about how Hawkes was sleeping soundly just feet away from me and how good it had felt having his hands on my body, his tongue in my mouth and his fingers inside me. It was going to be a long day tomorrow before we could hit the showers together and I'd see if I could reclaim my sanity and masculinity by having him on his hands and knees taking my hard cock in his mouth and ass. It took me a very long time to get to sleep. Payback would be a bitch.