Aboard the Deimos Ix

Chapter - 1

A medium military spaceship floated in space. It was 8 floors and carried exactly 414 men on board. Yes, only men. Space and pregnancies don't mix well. There was just no way to stop straight couples from fucking and when they did, it caused severed birth defects. This spaceship had left Earth only three months ago and was on its way to figure out the location of another military spaceship that sent out a distress signal.

All the lower enlisted slept on the 4th floor. It was mostly made up of men ages 19 to 25. Because there were 272 of them, which is more than half the whole crew, they had the whole floor to themselves. Their sleeping area and restroom areas and showering area were all available on the same floor.

A sign saying 'No ejaculating in the dormitory' was posted all over the pillars. It also stated the legal consequences of such actions if caught. There had been several prior incidents on other ships that led to this strict policy.

This new class of ship had more than enough beds for the lower enlisted. They usually had to share the same bed on other ships. It wasn't that bad because they were essentially just working and sleeping on opposite schedules. Sharing beds, however, is one of the reasons that the 'No ejaculating in the dormitory' exists.

On this 4th floor, there's 300 full-sized beds in total and they are all bunched together. There are 100 bunk beds and they are each 3 beds high. The sleeping area is organized 10 beds by length and 10 beds by width. The first and second level of beds had 5 feet of space from the bed above it. It was more than enough space for the men to move around while pulling and pushing on the bed posts. They could easily find and travel to their bed without waking each other. The third level of beds only had 4 feet of space above it but they were still able to do the same by using monkey bars attached above. The beds didn't come with railing but they did come with 'seat belts' that they would fasten around their abdomen. Each bed level got to know each other very well and often pulled pranks on each other. This dense living arrangement led to the sleeping area being nicknamed as 'Space Kowloon.'

The space soldiers made up 150 in numbers in the sleeping area and their pranks tended to be of a sexual nature. Some of their pranks could be considered sexual harassment at some point of human history. All the space soldiers sleeping here were all the lowest ranks, Private.

Private Schult was the most recent victim of a prank done by Private Richardson. Schult was a nerdy white guy and slept on the second level. Richardson just liked picking on Schult about how skinny Schult was. Richardson was on his way back to his bed and saw Schult having some 'morning' wood. Schult slept with two restraining belts around his abdomen and also liked sleeping with just a tracksuit, nothing underneath. His erection was pretty noticeable and stuck out firm and strong. It probably had been 4 earth days since his last ejaculation.

"Uhh..." Richardson moaned to mock Schult.

Schult however was deep asleep and his cock just throbbed at hearing this. This also got the attention from nearby guys who came over to see.

"Uuuuhhh..." Richardson tried to imitate a woman moaning.

This made Schult take a deep breath and throb harder. Richardson grabbed himself by the bed post and moved his right foot to Schult's right thigh. The guys around him giggled as he moved his left foot to Schult's left thigh. Richardson began to rub Schult's thighs with his feet. This made the track pants rub against Schult's erect cock, causing it to throb and throb at the repetitive motion of Richardson's feet. This also showed the outline of Schult's balls. Richardson was wearing socks so it didn't have much friction against the track pants.

"Should I do it?" Whispered Richardson to one of the guys close by.

The other guy didn't know exactly what Ricardson was referencing but he just shrugged his shoulders to show he doesn't know. Richardson placed his right foot over the tip of Schult's cock. Schult started to moan louder and the guys around him started to laugh.

"Shhh!"

Unfortunately, Schult didn't wake up. Richardson wasn't gay but he felt like he was dominating Schult in just a different way. Richardson pressed his right foot harder on Schult's tip as if it were a gas.pedal and earned a giggle from the guys by imitating a screeching brake noise. Richardson was effectively edging him unknowingly, he didn't realize how close to having an orgasm he was. Schult wasn't even moaning at this point, he was only grimacing. It wasn't from pain though, it was just from the frustrating feeling he was experiencing inside his pants.

"Hey guys..." Richardson whispered to the other guys as he then started to explain something.

Richardson had come back from the cafeteria and he had sneaked a 2 oz maple syrup cup out. Maple syrup is already sticky but this kind was about 10 times stickier. It was dehydrated almost entirely. Richardson only added a little bit of water because he likes eating it as candy and he planned to eat it but thought of something better.

"Hold this." Richardson holds out the cup to one of the guys and he pulls his own pants down.

Richardson doesn't wear underwear like most guys do on board. He takes the maple syrup cup back and takes some with his fingers. He slowly rubs some on Schult's pink lips. Richardson spreads his cheek with his left hand and rubs some on his slightly hairy hole. Yeah, he did get in trouble for this. Richardson dumps the rest around Schult's lips and gives the cup to the giggling bystander. There's like six bystanders watching at this point.

"When I sit, pull his pants down."

Richardson pushes off the beds from above and he perfectly sits his hole on Schult's lips. The already dehydrated maple syrup started to become more dry when it was exposed to the air. This made both the syrup on Schult's lips and Richardson's anus bond together. The lips to the anus and the area around the lips and anus were now stuck.

One of the bystanders pulled Schult's track pants down and his 7 incher was revealed to have been precumming. Either Richardson's ass, the loud laughter, or his pants being pulled down woke him up, and he wasn't happy.

"Mmmhmhm!" Schult could only hum as his lips were closed shut.

Schult struggled as he saw someone sitting on his face. He could breathe but he couldn't speak. His hands reached down to pull his pants up but he couldn't bend over and reach for them. Richardson was holding onto the bed posts and making sure to glue himself to Schult as much as possible, Richardson even shook his ass.

Richardson grabbed Schult's hard cock but Schult began to fight for it. Richardson decided it was better to grab Schul by the legs and lift them up. He held on to both his legs like that exposing his ass to the bystanders. Schult was a skinny guy so he didn't have much of an ass but he did look tight down there. He was straight too and never did anything anally.

Schult, being a nerdy guy, was also a virgin. He had never even put his face against an ass before this. Shult had been licking his lips to get them to unstick. Once his tongue could leave his lips he had to repeatedly lick Richardson's anus over and over and over and over again. The ridges of his sweet hole are now permanently memorized. As he freed his lips from the anus he now had to free the area around both those holes. His tongue wasn't long enough but he tried his best. Schult could feel the hairs around Richardson's anus. He felt them over and over again as he kept licking his sweet ass.

Richardson finally realized he took this too far when he started feeling pleasure from Schult's constant tongue use. He loved the feeling of a wet warm thing rubbing down there. He didn't want to admit anything of course.

"Yeah boy." Richardson just joked as he used Schult's own legs to push himself closer to his mouth.

Schult just started to spit out as much saliva as he could to get the whole area to unstick. Water wasn't even allowed in this location because of the dangers it can cause to electronic systems. Schult finally made it free though. He bit Richardson's ass and this made him jump. Schult kicked Richardson off and pulled his pants on. He hurriedly floated out of the bunk beds and floated to his sergeant's office room. Richardson followed behind him but couldn't catch up.

Richardson waited outside the door until the sergeant told him to come in to explain. Schult still had dried up maple syrup around his mouth. Before Richardson could come up with an excuse or lie, the sergeant told him to drop his pants and show. Richardson turned around and had dried up maple syrup between his cheeks. Both Schult and Richarson received the same punishment, both were put on dust duty. This meant that 3 hours of their 12 hours of free time had to be spent collecting dust.

Chapter - 2

The toilet area was self contained and had metal bars used to aid in floating to the toilets or moving of the toilet area itself. It had automatic doors that would open and close if it saw movement. However, if it sensed too much humidity in the toilet area or if there was too much water unaccounted for in the system, it would shut the doors and remain shut until the dehumidifying process ended. The toilet area wasn't that big, it had twenty toilets in total and did get long lines sometimes. Five toilets were stacked on top of five toilets and those ten toilets had another ten toilets in front, stacked the same way. They did have a privacy screen door but you could still the feet of someone if they were in there. Zero gravity allowed them to float to the top toilets. They would be pretty inaccessible while on port on Earth.

Private Royer had the habit of jerking off in the toilet stalls and even had a favorite stall to do the deed. It was only his favorite because it was the most private stall and unbeknownst to him, it was the favorite stall to a lot of the other lower enlisted. Someone had wrapped electrical tape on the door of the top rightmost toilet, which meant it was the only toilet that hid the user's feet. It was the most flushed toilet on the ship and started to show signs that it needed maintenance. The dehumidifier system didn't fully work now and there was always some water on the doors or just floating in the space inside.

Private Royer floated inside and locked the door. He saw some blue jelly, the size of a ladybug, stuck inside the toilet. He flushed the toilet but the jets of water wouldn't wash it off. It was pretty much stuck on the metal toilet bowl. Royer just stopped paying it attention and pulled his pants down. He sat down and began to stroke his already stiff cock. Royer had no feeling of time underway, it could've been two Earth days since the last time he got off. Royer was a handsome white 20 year old blond from Indiana. This meant that he had a thick cut cock just like all the other Indiana men. Royer was 6 inches in length which is small to some but just perfect to some as well. Since no electronics were allowed on board and everything was inspected, he had to use his imagination.

Private Royer is straight and he thinks back to his times on Earth fucking. He loved the feeling of entering tight holes. Holes felt tighter to him due to his size. It always gave him an ego boost when he was told that he was thick and needed to slow down. It just made him throb harder inside. Being a young man, he of course never wanted to use protection and always finished inside. He never bothered to check up with his one night stands and was likely a father. He would fall asleep with his conquests and would leave in the middle of the night. He always made sure she would lie on her back and hold her legs up for 20 minutes after cumming inside. When he would start undressing to leave, thinking back to this would turn him on again and his fat cock would start to stiffen up again. He was definitely always full of cum. As you can tell, Royer doesn't seem to really care about people as long as he gets his balls off.

"Hey... hey..." Royer would wake up some of them while they slept.

They would then wake up and Royer would ask if they still wanted to fuck. Royer's looks and charming personality always got him a yes. At least Royer did ask for consent, but he only did it to feed into his ego. He loved getting them to agree to a second breeding. They were mostly half-awake but Royer would keep pumping until he got his second load inside, which didn't take long. They happily spread their legs for him and he loved hearing the squeaking beds in the middle of the silent night. Since he fucked with his clothes on this time, his jeans would chafe around the area he penetrated. Royer always came so fast he never made any of them orgasm and he didn't care. He finally started shooting his cum inside. He took his limp leaking cock out and made sure she went to sleep. Royer didn't do the whole impregnation thing this time since he was so confident in the first load. Royer's cum would just be dripping onto the bed but he would never stay to see how much cum he would shoot. Royer would finally grab his keys and drive his truck back home.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Royer whispered to himself as he busted his load.

A blob of white goo shot out of his thick cock and then another blob shot out and then another. Five blobs of varying sizes were connected by a thin goo and they floated around until it bounced on the door and jiggled, breaking into two separate pieces. Royer got up and wiped the leaking cum from his thick head and just flicked it inside the toilet. He grabs the two pieces of floating semen and throws it inside the toilet.

Royer sees the blue jelly thing that was inside the toilet was now in a different location than before. He also sees it moving, a tentacle starts forming and reaches out to one of the pieces of cum. The blue jelly completely encircles the cum and remains still. Freaked out, Royer decides to flush the toilet and again, jets of water shoot down the toilet but do nothing to wipe off the blue jelly. Only his remaining floating cum was washed down.

"What the fuck." Royer talks to himself.

Private Royer opens the toilet and decides to go tell his Platoon Leader about the weird thing he just saw. As he floats towards the exit, two giant fans blow off any extra water that can be coming from the toilet area. Royer pulls himself to the exit using the bars between the giant fans.