The two young American astronauts voices revealed that they were distraught but resigned. There was no question they wanted to get home.
An hour later, General Bendix's office once again.
"What? Both? Is he out of his fuckin mind?" Bendix yelled.
"He says he's wanted them both for weeks, sir," the colonel murmured. "He says he can only steady his nerves with full satisfaction."
When the time came, Bendix had the control room cleared and the feeds to all of the monitors but one in the control room shut down. But he thought someone needed to be there to monitor all the lifelines to the space station, so he and the colonel stood there in front of the one operating screen, their jaws dropped down to their Adam's apples. They wanted to look away, but the scene that unfolded in front of them in the space station was mesmerizing. The camera wasn't actually located in the zero gravity, but oxygenated space Andreyev Goren was in to steady his nerves, but the wall between that space and where the camera was placed was nearly entirely of see-through glass.
The first thing Andreyev had his fellow American astronauts do was strip down and secure their clothes in closed bins to keep them from floating around. He stripped down as well. The two Americans were young and healthy and well-muscled as they had to be to be astronauts. The blond, Chet, was a bodybuilder—solid and built low to the ground and heavily muscled. His body was hairless, including his groin, and he had a thick, but stubby cock and bulbous, low-hanging balls. At least his cock was stubby in repose. Dave, in contrast, had flaming red, curly hair that lightly matted his chest around his nipples and then trailed down to a thicket surrounding a long, long cock. He was also well muscled, but was taller and rangier than Chet, with a swimmer's build. He was covered in freckles.
Andreyev contrasted drastically with the two Americans. He wasn't fat; in fact he was all muscle. But he was a big, beefy giant of a man if Turkic ancestry, of swarthy complexion and covered in black hair. His balls were even bigger than Chet's, and his cock was monstrously thick and long, and he obviously was in need of relief, as he was fully erect from the time they started shedding their clothes.
For the first twenty minutes after they had stripped, it was as if they were in some underwater ballet. The three of them were gliding around in the weightlessness of the capsule, with Andreyev reaching out to one of the other two and embracing him, trying to get him into the mood, with the frightened, reluctant Americans propelling themselves away from Andreyev as they could—knowing what had to happen but each hoping that the other would be pinned down first and tire Andreyev out with just one fucking.
Chet was the stronger of the two Americans, so he was more successful in keeping out of Andreyev's grasp as the three of them floated around the cabin space in weightlessness.
Bendix and the colonel let out an involuntary gasp as Andreyev finally managed to wrap his legs around Dave's, hooking at the knees, and get Dave's torso into a bear hug as the two slowly spun in space in the center of the capsule. Andreyev was much the largest and strongest of the three in the capsule. Having Dave under his control at last, Andreyev started kissing him from the neck to the nipples and undulating his pelvis against Dave's body, his cock rubbing up and down on Dave's belly. Dave struggled at first, but he eventually settled down, accepting that this all had to happen if they were to ever get away from the space station, and he just relaxed and let his arms and legs float and Andreyev build his arousal. Andreyev's mouth eventually went to Dave's and Dave just let Andreyev's tongue invade him. At the same time, the palm of one of Andreyev's hands went to Dave's tailbone and his long, thick fingers searched downward and entered Dave's ass.
Bendix and the colonel could tell the instant that Dave began to react with an arousal of his own that had his own hips begin to move in rhythm with Andreyev's.
Satisfied that he had gained control, Andreyev slowly propelled himself and Dave over toward the window between the capsule and the control room's camera. Andreyev reached over to the wall beside the window and came up with four lash lines the astronauts used to keep themselves in place in the weightless cabin, and he turned Dave face forward against the window to the right of the camera's field of vision. Then he tied Dave's wrists off on line tie offs above the window and his ankles below the window so that Dave was spread-eagled, naked and face forward into the window.
Then Andreyev propelled himself away from the window and caught up with Chet in a far corner of the cabin and overpowered him and spun slowly in the zero gravity in a body lock as he had done with Dave, making love to and preparing and calming down Chet as he had done with Dave. When he had Chet under control—when Chet decided to give into the inevitable—Andreyev brought out four more lengths of roping and tied off Chet. In contrast to what he'd done with Dave, however, Andreyev levitated Chet horizontally in the center of the cabin, tying off his wrists and ankles at the four corners of the space and leaving Chet suspended in air in the center of the cabin as if he were on his back on a mattress at waist level.
Then as Bendix and the colonel watched in fascinated horror and Chet and Dave trembled in anticipation, Andreyev propelled his body slowly to the side of the cabin, slid open a panel, and took out a pair of heavy, lead gravity boots. When he'd put these on, he no longer was floating weightless in the cabin himself. He could walk, albeit slowly and awkwardly, around on the floor of the cabin.
He looked back and forth between his two luscious possibilities before turning his eyes toward Dave, virtually plastered against the glass wall, giving a full frontal view to the control room camera.
Dave looked wild-eyed into the camera as Andreyev clumped up behind him, just in those gravity boots. Andreyev had also taken a small packet from the compartment at the side of the window. He now tore it open and let it float off and then rolled a condom on his cock. He moved to where he covered Dave closely from behind and brought his arms around Dave and was gliding his hands all over Dave's body. At the same time, Bendix and the colonel could tell that Andreyev was moving his pelvis up and down against Dave's, obviously letting his thick, engorged cock make love to the small of Dave's back and between his butt cheeks. One of Andreyev's hands went to Dave's cock, which lifted and rubbed against the glass as Andreyev stroked it.
Dave was looking straight into the control room camera, and Bendix and the colonel got a full view of the transition of Dave's facial expressions from sheer terror and apprehension, to worry and the start of something else—the start of arousal. Dave's facial muscles went from taut to slack and his eyes went from wild terror to a dreamy expression—ever so slowly, but relentlessly. His body went from stiff tenseness to trembling to jerking. The moment of invasion, of penetration, was obvious to the camera. Dave's nostrils flared, his eyes flashed, and his mouth opened in a scream of pain. His body tightened and then spasmed. He writhed and jerked for a few moments and then slowly, ever so slowly, he began to calm, and his body relaxed, and his eyes glazed, and his mouth slackened. His pelvis moved back, away from the window and began a backward-thrust rhythm. Andreyev was holding his hand still now, cupped around Dave's engorged cock, and Dave was fucking into it as he undulated his hips back against Andreyev's pelvis. Andreyev kissed Dave deeply in the hollow of his neck, and Dave turned his face and the two worked their mouths greedily against each others when Dave jerked his face away, arched his back, opened his mouth wide and emitted a scream. As he did so the lower part of the window with clouded with his floating cum. Then Dave just collapsed like a rag doll as Andreyev continued fucking him from behind for a couple of more minutes before reaching his own climax.
