Travis sighed heavily as he propped himself on an elbow. He looked at the body beside him. It was smooth, fit and sleeping.
He lightly touched the developed shoulder and biceps that had held him on more then one occasion, that had wrestled with him on even more and had held him in the desired position while his cock pumped.
It had been a long trip. Carla, Travis, Colin, May and Ian left earth to circle the plant two years before and were now quickly returning home.
It wasn't quick enough for Travis. The government had matched the four of them in professional skills and personalities nearly perfectly.
Although none of the press that promoted their trip discussed the sexual coupling that was part of the research, everyone smiled knowing that May and Carla were also matched for sexual pairing with Travis and Colin.
Ian wasn't a fifth wheel so much as a spare one, this joke they all laughed at.
Days became weeks and months became years as they conducted experiments, wrote reports, talked to homebase, used the internet connections and got used to each other.
It's one thing to work together and another to live together. They got used to bodily functions, exercising habits and even nudity.
Floating naked was one of Travis favorite things. And as for masturbating while floating, that was an experience that he never imagined would be so effective on layers of muscles deep inside him.
"You should try that with someone else" Colin smiled as he reached for the waving erection and showed Colin a new experience. He hadn't had another male hand on his dick since he was in basic training and before that an occasional teenage experience.
He laughed as each pump moved his entire body. So they invented techniques where one would hold onto something while the other pumped him. It was experimental they said and reported their findings to Ian as well as May and Carla.
It became a game where the five of them would think up some sort of activity to experiment with and some would volunteer to try and report.
Ian and Carla seemed connected so nobody interfered with that. Maintaining a family atmosphere meant survival as much as the drugs, food, water and oxygen they shared.
"Want to share?" It was Ian who appeared at Travis bunk one sleep period they shared "She's uh you know that time"
Travis moved over and Ian was soon stripping his shorts and shirt off. There was no question what he wanted and Travis soon licked, nibbled and sucked him until the back of his throat was coated with sperm.
There was no secret, none were needed.
Travis massaged May head to toe and with her instruction fingered and took her to a level of internal release that tired him but made her ask, "you sure you're gay?"
He laughed. None of them used that or any judgemental word in a bad way. The guys whispered when Carla and May took their sleep time together acting like rude fraternity brothers.
Carla and May asked Colin to join them another time. There were no secrets nor boundaries.
Travis hesitated to ask but soon the time came that Colin and Ian took him into the exercise space and the three of them found ways to fight weightlessness and use it to their advantage.
Travis didn't mine that May and Carla watched on the screen. The men had seen the women in various activities as well.
"We need more then MiniDVDs" Ian had said once early in their trip and Carla said "so do we all, just make sure the onboard switch is on."
Floating naked while 69ing another Spacenaut would be alarming video for the people at earth to see, even if it were just the Spacecenter.
He pet Colin. Colin stirred a little and muttered. Travis kissed the hip bone. They knew each other's bodies like their own at the end of two years.
Earth would soon claim them. There would be a reconditioning time for their bodies and minds. Colin would see his wife and children waving when they emerged from the craft as would May.
Carla was expecting her parents and friends, Ian was going to be Knighted by the King who was traveling to the US site. He never talked about family.
Travis had friends who would wave and wait for his eventual return to the home on the beach he shared with some fellow Pilots.
This would end in more ways then one, he knew. Despite the decades of progress, the country still considered homosexuality as suspect. Nobody complained about gay people teaching, being executives or being in the military. The gay Vice President had helped change many viewpoints...despite the scandal about his lover being a hustler earlier in life.
"We are just sexual that's all" Ian said at dinner after everyone reported their favorite experience.
They would include everything in a secured report. Afterall the Physicians were interested in bodily functions in all variations. Travis wondered when if someone's book or some press would eventually reveal all.
Would they call him a GAY SPACENAUT? He'd been called worse but in private.
He bent over the meaty thick penis that had been inside him on several occasions. It looked calm slightly floating yet still connected to Colin. He kissed it and then licked the head happy to see an immediate reaction of expansion.
Travis liked Colin. The man seemed at ease having sex with him. It wasn't like Ian who told him he was bisexual but seemed hesitant at times. With Colin it seemed so natural to touch, hold, suck and be fucked. Colin even wanted Travis to fuck him now and then.
He put the penis head in his mouth and left it there soaking it with his salava like a candy. He tasted the precum eventually, sweet and volumnous.
All of them noted that for reasons nobody quite knew, everyone seemed to experience increased moisture with natures bodily lubricants. He felt it with both Carla and May when his magic fingers, as May called them, treated them to internal joys they seemed to love.
Ian's foreskin once pushed back by his fingers or lips displayed a large amount of precum moisture. It didn't taste as sweet as Colin's whose dickhead had a thick layer of it when they played.
He savored the taste.
They talked about having sex while outside the craft. But nobody could create a method even though they could join their suits at certain openings. But handjobs would be all that might be possible.
The girls invited the men to try but narrowed their choice to Magic Fingers Travis. He declined saying that there was no way to hide the cameras view.
They could block one lens but the craft system would aim more then one or two cameras..a safety precaution. They giggled suggesting ways around the system.
But they dared not try. Travis lay in his bunk strapped in place thinking about sucking Ian or Colin in space.
He sucked him now thinking what might happen. If Colin wasn't tethered his body would react to orgasm making him float into space. Not the best ending to a life but not the worst.
Colin groaned. He kept his eyes closed. Travis wondered what dream he was having or if indeed awake what fantasy he was experiencing while the familiar lips and tongue worked his throbbing cock.
The straps kept both of them in place. All had gotten used to being weightless and even found ways to use it for exercise, work, sleep and sexual release.
The first time Travis felt Ian's cock inside him they were both floating. Ian held his hips tightly but let him go once he exloded. Travis flailed his arms and legs pushed across the craft. He laughed as he bumped into the padded walls and turned to see Ian bumping into the opposite wall.
"To every action there is an equal reaction" he recited to Ian. Sometimes their spontaneity reminded the participants of that axiom and at other times they purposly planned to avoid or use it.
He swallowed grateful that there wasn't a tube to squeeze or a mixture to make first. The sperm shot into his mouth and he wanted it to keep happening. All the men swore their bodies manufactored more sperm in space then on earth attesting that their testicles floating made that happen.
But the girls just said they were bragging. Perhaps it was the excitement or the constant exercise that living in weightlessness that the testicles reacted to.
Travis liked to think it was him of course, though he doubted it.
Col. Beatson was his roommate back on earth. They were friends and roomates after his divorce forced his seeking a place to live. Beatson, a divorced pilot said he'd never get married again still fostering anger towards his former wife.
They had occasionally crossed the line of friendship but that was thanks to lots of alcohol, Beatson's need for sexual release without women and Travis willingness to help. He still figured he shouldn't do that...but then again.
Colin smiled "thanks" he said "I needed that".
Travis had spent time earlier being held against the bunk while Colin pinned his legs back and muttered little curse words while plummeting his cock into Travis. Based on the length of time involved. Travis doubted his friend needed more.
But apparently he did.
"Sure anytime" Travis lay back down letting his bare legs intertwine with Colin's. He slept that way with him. They didn't hold each other, Ian liked to do that, so did May.
She sometimes cuddled with Travis. He liked her and Carla so the intimacy aside, just sharing space sometimes provided them what they both needed.
He'd wave from the enclosed space when they left the craft. Perhaps Beatson would be there if he wasn't flying somewhere. The last time they landed, he piloted one of the chase craft.
After the weeks of reconditioning, he'd probably head to Boston. He loved that city. It was where he went to college many years ago. Some of his friends still lived there and he'd anonymously invade a bar or two, perhaps the DancePit a favorite a long existing basement dance club.
Shirtless and sweating he'd dance for hours enjoying the lusting eyes seeing his muscled fit body wondering what sex with him would be like. He'd hook up with nobody usually but go home with friends. He was careful not to be discovered by anyone let alone strangers.
Being gay was accepted but still provocated publicity he didn't care for. Despite the official accepting position, the upper brass still couldn't handle gay officers moving up the ranks among the politically perferred family men.
He'd be promoted after this trip, that was the way things worked and it came from the President herself. But he'd never really be inside the ring of Generals who were considered top brass.
Travis would hold the rank, possibly become a public relations tool for the Air Force or Space Authority if his sexual life didn't surface or he might get a teaching position. But his future was limited.
Perhaps he'd retire to private life on a nice pension as a General. Perhaps he'd get Beatson to do the same or even Colin to leave his family and...his mind wandered places he didn't really want it to.
Colin moved over him. Travis looked up into the man's eyes. His pupils were wide and his cock hard. Travis couldn't believe his fellow spacenaut and occasional bunk mate wanted more.
"Probably the last time" Colen said as he moved his arms under Travis legs and moved them backwards easily.
He liked fucking like this. It reminded him, he said but never finished the sentence. Travis knew Colin meant his wife.
Travis realized Colin was right. There would be hours ahead of checking the craft, adjusting things, making sure experiments were secure, putting the confining suits back on and everyone thinking about their areas of concern.
The craft would cease being a spacecraft and become a virtual rock that plummeted through the earth's atmosphere. They called it a glider but in reality it was a multi ton rock that used air and heat to let it plummet until the speed slowed enough that resting on the large pontoon like feet was possible.
"Communications with the earth would cease soon and the individual torment would begin as their bodies would be tortured by the falling... falling to earth..which they all called landing for public relations and personal positive view purposes.
"Think about sex" May, their pilot said and everyone laughed. Thinking about family, statistics and yes sex enabled their minds to avoid dealing with the ever present possibility that something would go wrong and they'd become cinders rather then living heros.
Travis' gut felt sick. He knew everyone's did. His mind wandered to the day everyone applauded as he and Colin emerged from the exercise pod. Their first total naked sexual encounted had been seen by all.
The others held up cards with numbers on it, as if they were judgeing some Olympic event. He laughed. Colin's helmet bounced about. He wondered what his bedmate was thinking about. Was it about the time that Ian and he ganged up on Travis fulfilling his expressed fantasy about being fucked in both ends at once.
"I know it's adolescent of me, but it's never happened" he admitted as the three talked during a shift they shared once.
"The best birthday I ever had" he said during dinner.
"But your birthday isn't until we get back" Carla protested.
"Naw THAT was my birthday" Travis said.
The girls said they hadn't watched but he suspected the session was recorded on the cameras and that meant on the discs that all cameras were wired to. Somebody back on earth would eventually see it.
Travis wondered who he could talk to, he'd like to see it too.
"You ok?" May asked through the headset. She was looking at him. "You've got a weird look on your face."
"Just smiling" Travis said then responded officially "Yes I'm A ok" a term they used out of respect for the past Astronauts and as the official response.
The craft shook. Only a few hours ago he lay naked beside Colin, his legs rubbing his like some Grasshopper then feeling the man's cock inside him. Now he was alone in the confinement of the suit that kept him cool, drained his bladder and would keep him as safe as any of them were.
"Hey you ok?" Robbie asked. Travis stretched feeling his body move against the sheets that covered him.
"Shit yea" he said. Robbie had gone nuts like some animal and Travis fought him at first eventually giving into the painful intrusion of his friends dick. It hurt like hell at first especially whenever Robbie turned into an uncontrollable animal.
He wondered if the Air Force would let him enroll knowing he was gay. They'd find out even if he didn't tell them. It was supposed to be ok these days but he wondered.
Could he go on to Astronaut training? Would he be in space? Was there an Ian or a Colin in his future like he dreamed about.
"Hey come on they're taking off" Robbie still naked jumped back on the bed after aiming the screen at them.
They sat together now watching the sleek craft begin to rise.
Travis hand moved to Robbie's cock. It was hard, so was his.