Slaves of Antares Chapter six: Brave New Worlds Evan Andrews ©2024
This set of stories is not a fan fiction, although it is high 1950s inspired space opera. (So forgive the really dated terminology.) As always, though, I had a cast of faces in mind for the characters, a list of whom follows the story. Your imagination may differ, which is cool.
This story should not be considered a true representation of the sexuality of any of the men in real life.
The story depicts males in pulp sci-fi sexual situations with aliens and other human males. If this offends you, if you are underage, or if reading such is illegal where you are please stop reading now. Thank you.
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"You have quite the city here," Captain Rodgers of the UP saucer, Stilicho. "Is the terraforming still going on?"
"Oh no," his host said through a translator widget. "That was finished years ago. Now we are simply building."
"Ah..." Riker smiled.
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In the ten years since the last UP saucer came to the Antares system, things had advanced in the UP. Especially in spaceship design. Bolt's Scipio had been an improvement on the old C57-Ds, but Stilicho's design was a quantum leap from that. The even larger saucer (Hey, if the design works, why change it?) slid out of star drive at the star's outer debris ring. Sensors, also improved, indicated a thriving colony on the fifth planet out from the sun, a world that was as amenable to human life as it clearly was to the local BEMs.
"Sparks," Captain Rodgers said after they'd drifted in and entered a standard orbit, "Hail the planet and set up communications."
"Channels open, sir," the communications officer said moments later.
"UP Saucer Stilicho," a robotic yet still biological voice said. "Welcome to Antares 5."
"Thank you," Rodgers replied.
"How may we help you?"
"The United Planets is interested in opening relations, both with you and with your founding world."
"That would please us greatly," the alien voice said.
"Is there some way that we can meet?"
"Certainly. We will send you landing coordinates for your shuttles in our major city," the voice said.
"Coordinates received, captain," Sparks said.
Then, after a moment, the voice asked, "Stilicho, can you receive visual transmissions?"
"Yes," Rodgers said, "Why do you ask?"
"We would like to prepare ourselves for what you look like," the voice said, "And prepare you for what you'll find here when you land."
"Well, that was considerate," Sparks said, and Rodgers nodded.
Images were exchanged, and Rodgers found himself glad of their hosts' consideration. The many-armed, many-tentacled aliens (yes, Rag Mops) did not revolt Rodgers or his crew, but they took a bit of getting used to.
Then again,' Rodgers thought, I'm sure we look just as bizarre to them.'
"Number One, make my shuttle ready, and alert Pinback in first contact, Zaan in life sciences, Pillycock in linguistics, and G'nar in security to prepare to go planetside with me."
"Of course, sir."
"Until I come back, you have the conn," Rodgers said as he left the bridge. "Take care of my saucer, Mr. Efros."
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The coordinates brought Rodgers' shuttle to a landing pad in what looked like a complex of administrative buildings. Standing (if that was the right word) just beyond the pad a dozen of the locals waited.
Rodgers left the shuttle first and walked towards his hosts with his hands raised, fingers spread.
"I greet you in the name of the United Planets," he said.
"And I you in the name of Antares 5 and the Mother World."
The two touched, hand to tentacle, and the rest of the UP team filed off the shuttle.
"Come into the Council Hall," the chief Antarean said, leading the way to the nearest building.
"If I may," Pillycock, the linguist, said as they walked, "Your command of Anglish is remarkable. How did you acquire it?"
"We listen in," one of the Antareans said. "We've know about your hegemony for some time now and made the decision that in order to meet you properly. We needed to know all about you."
Security chief G'nar growled under her breath, and Rodgers looked sharply at the chief Antarean.
"You've spied on us?"
"Yes," the chief said. "Don't take if the wrong way, but we knew that someday your hegemony and ours would meet, and we decided to be prepared to do it right."
"Ah?" Rodgers lifted an eyebrow.
"And by right, I mean, of course, to meet you as friends and neighbors."
And as friends and neighbors, the rest of first contact went smoothly.
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"So," said Zaan, the science officer, "You reconfigured the planet to support a biome conducive to your species?"
"Precisely," his counterpart said. "Do you not do this?"
"Only a few times on planetary scales. I take it there was no local life you needed to worry about?"
"There is always life," the Antarean said, "But it was low order stuff. Microbes and the like. We kept some shielded islands as preserves, but the rest we reconfigured."
"How did you go about that?" Zaan said. "I wonder if our technologies are similar."
"I think that might fall under the heading of privileged information," the Antarean said. "Perhaps when relations are normalized..."
Or perhaps not even then,' the Rag Mop thought. Do we really want them knowing?'
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"So, we' the first humans you've met?" Rodgers said.
"Met? Yes," the chief Antarean said.
" I only ask because one of our saucers went missing on a mission to explore this system a decade back."
"So, that explains it," the Antarean said.
"Explains what?"
"When the colony fleet arrived, they found evidence of a space battle in one of the asteroid belts. Debris, you understand."
"But no humans? No saucer?"
"There wasn't even enough debris to account for a saucer like yours, and the biological remains were sufficiently scrambled that our scientists couldn't make anything from them."
Rodgers took off his hat and bowed his head (as did his officers) in memory of those forty men.
Meanwhile, on the other side of planet...
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Bolt, formerly captain of the Scipio, fell into position over top of Daigo. After kissing the swollen cockhead, the captain opened his mouth and took the engineer's cock deep into his mouth. At the same time, Bolt hunched down, drilling his own length into Daigo's throat.
Bones, seated, turned his face away from Bolt and Coop and instead looked down at Daigle and Duran as they took turns sucking his cock. Pinching his nipples, the doctor turned his gaze to where Rock was covering Stone, pounding hot dick into the crewman's man-cunt. Brooks and Vargas had Tan on all fours between them, spit-roasting the security chief. Beyond that the rest of the crew of the Scipio was fully involved in the daily orgy in the shade of the communal shelter.
It wasn't the retirement Bolt had expected, but he'd adapted to it over the years.
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After the humans had sufficiently seeded the surface of Antares 5, and the worms had done their job of cycling the native biomes into something more easily colonizable, the Rag Mops had brought their slaves down to this secluded valley. Thirty medical procedures later, the gross mental control over the drones was negated, and in all forty men had their "borrowed" organs and glands realigned so that the men found themselves slaves instead to their sexual impulses.
"Why?" Bolt had demanded--even as he rammed hard cock deep into Maguire's throat.
"Use your common sense," the Rag Mop attendant said. "Where would you go? And how? Your saucer is so much space junk floating between the gas giants."
"But, we're free..."
"You are, but you can have no place in our society. Not with so few stubby limbs. Or did you expect us to take you back to a UP world and dump you there?"
"You..."
"No, you. What do you think your high command would say being presented with five eights of men who had spent years being tentacle raped and having man-sex in order to reconfigure the surface of Antares 5 for aliens? What would your society say? Is that really the future you want for the men under your command?"
"I..." and Bolt stopped.
"I didn't think so. But we have our own flavor of honor, and we owe you for the service you did the Mother World and the People."
"I...Argh!" Bolt had to break off as he shot his wad into Maguire's stomach.
"So, instead we offer you an honorable retirement here in this valley."
"Our careers? My command?"
"Are gone."
Bolt collapsed on a bench.
"Tell me, will it really be such a bad fate to live out your life—your lives—here. The valley is yours to remake as you will. And when you tire of that, you can fuck. As you've already noticed, your body is (all your bodies are) eager to enjoy more of that. And is a life full of hot fucking really that bad?"
Bolt seemed ready to cry, but at length he looked up.
"I accept your offer," he said.
"Took you long enough," Coulter said from behind the captain. "Let me help you with that dick, sir. It looks painful."
And the crewman fell to his knees, sucking on the weeping head of Bolt's cock even as he probed the captain's ass open with a finger.
The Rag Mop watched as Bolt lay back onto the bench, falling so much under the spell of Coulter's cocksucking that he scarcely noticed when the Chief climbed between the captain's spread legs and ran his own black cock into the stretched and prepared asshole.
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Back in the present day, Tovey, cuddled up with Valderrama under a fruit tree, met Bones' eye, and the two smiled at one another as they enjoyed their lovers.
It wasn't how Tovey'd expected his life to work out. Nor was it the sex life that the former straight man had looked forward to. But it turned out that the Rag Mops had been right about one thing.
There were worse fates than being one of the Slaves of Antares 5.
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For what it's worth, this is my fantasy casting for this chapter (your mileage may vary):
In the chairs:
Helm – Lt. Garcia (Tommy Garcia, mma) ; CMO – Bones – Cmdr. Phoenix (Phoenix Fellington, gay porn star) ; Captain – Capt. Bolt (Robert Brown, actor) ; Big Swede (crewman) (Alexander Gustafsson, mma) ; Security – Lt. Tan (Jerome Tan, or Asian Tarzan, fitness guru) // Weapons – Lt. Emmanuel (Manny Pacquiao, boxer) ; Crewman Coulter - Jessie Coulter (gay porn star) ; Engineer – Lt. Daigo (Daigo Atsushi, model) ; Sciences – Lt. Tovey (Russell Tovey, actor) ; Crewman Rush (Matthew Rush, gay porn star) ;
"Free" cocksuckers:
Crewman Rock (Angel Rock, gay porn star) ; Ensign Brooks (Shawn Brooks, gay porn star) ; Ensign Vargas – Lex Vargas (gay porn star) ; Crewman Coop (Race Cooper, gay porn star) ; Crewman Duarte (Will Duarte, gay porn star) // Lt. Commander Joshua – David Soul (actor) ; Crewman King – Kyle King (gay porn star) ; Crewman XL (XL, gay porn star) ; Crewman Duran (Sean Duran, gay porn star) ; Crewman Steele (Marcus Steele, gay porn star).
"Free" monitors
Lt. "Sparks" Hal (Hal Sparks, actor) ; Crewman Maguire (Brad Maguire, gay porn star) ; Crewman Galt (Jon Galt, gay porn star) ; Crewman Wiley (Ed Wiley, gay porn star) ; Crewman Stone (Jesse Stone, gay porn actor) // Crewman Johnson (Kip Johnson, gay porn star) ; Crewman Benobe (Delan Benobe, gay porn star) ; Crewman Waggoner (Paul Waggoner, gay porn star) ; Chief Rush (Lio Rush, pro wrestler) ; Crewman Hudson (Wolf Hudson, porn actor)
"Free" feeders
Astrogation – Lt. Jeremy (Bobby Sherman, singer, actor) ; Crewman E Wolfe (Ethan Wolfe, gay porn star) ; Crewman K Wolfe (Kurtis Wolfe, gay porn star) ; Crewman Matthews (Mitch Matthews, gay porn star) ; Crewman Daigle (Steve Daigle, reality show and gay porn star) ; Crewmen Tony and Gio (Tony and John Alberti, twin brothers) ; Crewman Fosters (Trent Fosters, gay porn star) ; Crewman Leboeuf (Ty Leboeuf, gay porn star) ; Crewman Valderrama (Wilmer Valderrama, actor)