Orbital Love

≈ ORBITAL LOVE ≈

by Hunknown

 

 

~ Up in the Sky ~

The view from the ample windows of the observation deck was, as always, a breathtaking sight. The Earth, with its ever-changing swirls of clouds and its beautiful blue atmosphere, slowly rotated below Sky, the first and only orbital station ever created by the mankind.

Andros looked out of the window, admiring the sight with a resigned calm. He didn’t feel lonely, despite being the only person left ‘up in the Sky’, as people on Earth used to say when referring to the orbital station. But despite the wondrous view, or maybe because of it, Andros felt sad.

Under his feet, he could feel the deep vibrations of the nuclear-powered thruster of the station at full throttle, dangerously pushed way beyond its safety limits, but he wasn’t scared. He knew that the small thruster couldn’t last long, over-powered like that, and that sooner or later the overheating would’ve made it explode, along with entire Sky, but he didn’t feel fear, he didn’t feel anything special. It was just a matter of time.

He turned around, to look at the deserted observation deck, and thought that it had always been the most crowded place in the orbital station: its one thousand inhabitants continuously flocked there, as soon as they had few moments to spare, to look at their mother planet, and to think to their loved ones living ‘down to the ground’, as the Skyers used to say.

Andros turned again to look out, and tried to think to someone, anyone, he missed… but not a single name, not a single face came to his mind. His parents were long dead; and even when they all still lived together, they had always been quite unsentimental to each other. Andros didn’t miss a single person of the many billions populating the majestic Earth below him.

Unlike his parents, Andros had always been an outgoing person, had an intense social life, an interesting job, and lived in a place, Sky, that alone made him feel thrilled. In his life, both when he still lived ‘down on the ground’ and when he moved ‘up to the Sky’, he had dated many girls, and even a couple guys; but no one of them had left more than a fading trace in his heart, no one ever made his heart throb.

By now, Andros had resigned himself to the fact that he was apparently unable to feel deep sentiments for anyone: not for his parents, not for his many girls, not even for the occasional male partners he had. He enjoyed each and every relationship he had, he made great sex with his partners, and had no regrets whatsoever. Only, he never felt for them anything deeper than some fleeting affection, that vanished altogether as soon as he parted with them.

That was the root of Andros’ anguish: he dearly wished to feel alone, in the deserted Sky, he hoped to feel a pang of pain, watching all the other Skyers leave the station on the rescue pods, but he just stared at them without even frowning. There was something wrong with him, and he had to come to term with his nature.

Andros stepped back from the window and looked at his own reflection in the glass. He was definitely good-looking, a man in his prime, at the age of 34; he had a chiseled physique, as he hit the gym every other day, and the diet up in the Sky was the healthiest possible.

And he loved the peplum he was wearing: it was daring, almost brazen, just like him. Due to the constant warm temperature of the orbital station, the peplum was the customary clothing of all the Skyers: a simple piece of fabric draped on one shoulder ending in a short skirt tied at the waist by a thin belt. «Talk about coming back into fashion!» – Andros chuckled, reckoning that the peplum dated back to ancient Rome, and even earlier to ancient Greece. But those ancient people didn’t have that thin, light fabric to work with: the peplum was the most comfortable piece of clothing he’d ever worn, and apparently all the Skyers felt the same way.

Each person, depending on his personal traits and tastes, wore a different model: with the entire chest covered or one shoulder naked, ankle-length, knee-length or… ass-short skirt, simple or elaborated belt; Andros always preferred the most revealing models, with most of his chiseled chest in full sight and a skirt so short that it barely hid his private parts… at least when he was standing still.

Only the most outgoing and less shy Skyers dared to wear such brazen models without wearing underwear, and Andros was definitely one of them: he was rightly proud of his body and sure enough he was not ashamed to show it off, not in the least. His only concession to modesty was to wear a draped skirt, never a flat one, as it would’ve put his male endowment too much on display; but he was well aware that when climbing up and down the stairs, or bending to pick up something, everyone could easily peek under his short peplum.

His best friend, DeVayne, was just like him, when it came to clothing tastes; but while Andros had a slim, chiseled physique, DeVayne was a walking mass of bulging muscles, and whenever Andros saw him coming in, wearing his favorite emerald-green peplum, he couldn’t help but think about Steve Reeves starring in an ancient movie, ‘Maciste’.

 

~ Evacuation ~

But DeVayne was not up in the Sky any more, he’d been evacuated with all the other Skyers. All but Andros.

When the asteroid had hit the orbital station, panic broke out throughout the entire Sky, but the engineer team quickly assessed the situation and reckoned that the damage wasn’t serious enough to put the station in danger. Andros remembered those first, hectic hours, because he himself was a member of the engineering team: he was actually the First Assistant to the Chief Engineer; they quickly scanned the sensors and inspected some damaged areas in person, and decided that sealing some areas of Sky would’ve ensured the structural stability of the entire station.

But they quickly noticed that the deep impact had moved Sky out of his orbit, and the Earth’s gravity was slowly and inexorably dragging the station toward the planet. Sky had been built in orbit, it had no propellers, except one nuclear-powered maneuvering thruster that couldn’t possibly move the entire station back to its designated orbit.

“Sky is falling”, immediately titled the newscast when, down on the ground, they knew what was happening. The danger was great for everyone, not only for the Skyers, but also for the Earth, because the fall of the immense orbital station, with its nuclear batteries, would’ve caused tremendous damage to vast areas of the planet.

It was Andros to suggest a solution. Desperate as it was, it would’ve given them enough time to evacuate the station and save the Earth from a disaster. The nuclear thruster couldn’t move Sky back to its orbit, but, if over-powered, could at least stop the fall long enough to allow everyone to be evacuated. In the end, the thruster would’ve exploded, destroying Sky to tiny fragments that couldn’t harm the planet.

The only problem was that someone had to carefully gauge the power sent to the thruster, and check it continuously, until all the rescue pods would’ve been at a safe distance. It was a suicide mission or, in the words of the Margrave of the Sky, a ‘heroic selfless sacrifice’. Much to anyone’s astonishment, Andros volunteered for that job. He was a skilled engineer, and… no one was waiting for him, down to the ground. He was tired of living what he’d come to consider a half-life, without a significant one to love, without anyone to live and fight for.

Andros personally managed the disengaging procedure for all the rescue pods; from his control room, he looked across a window at the people embarking on the small vessels, and then disengaged the locks to let them begin their descent down to Earth. He watched all those people entering the pods without feeling anything special, he saw the men and women with whom he’d worked and lived side by side for years go away without even flinching.

His friend DeVayne, being in the Security, waited for anyone to be safely gone away before heading himself to the last available rescue pod. Before entering the vessel, he turned to look at Andros, through the large glass, and rotated a finger in the air, making their customary gesture meaning ‘see you later’. Only, this time ‘later’ would’ve never come.

 

~ Shock ~

In the observation deck, Andros was still looking out of the window at the last rescue pod disappearing in the darkness. The pod bringing DeVayne away from him. He felt a weird itch on his chin, and suddenly realized that his cheeks were drenched with tears, warm unstoppable tears rolling down from his eyes to his chin, to then fall to the floor. He felt something oppressing his chest and a dull pain, as if his heart was leaving the station along with that last pod.

Andros gasped in shock, as he’d never felt like that before, the emotions he was feeling were so deep and heartbreaking that even breathing had become a hard task. The image of DeVayne rolling his finger in the air with a tense smile and wet eyes, moments before disappearing behind the pod’s airlocks, flashed behind his closed eyes with stunning force, making his art ache.

He couldn’t believe it… Could it be… love what he was feeling for DeVayne?? Damn, he was DeVayne, his best friend! They had known each other for ages! They’d always had a playful and friendly relationship, they hit the gym together, watched old movies, talked about themselves, even about their sexual exploits, without shyness or shame.

Andros had been DeVayne’s best man at his marriage, and DeVayne was at the starport, smiling and rolling his finger in the air, the day Andros left to go to the Sky; and when, years later, they reunited up in the Sky, their brotherly bond was just the same, as if only few days had gone by. Not even once Andros had felt anything but a solid friendship for DeVayne! But now… now he felt like his heart was being forcefully torn away from him, because DeVayne had left him forever.

“NOOOOOOOO!!!!!” – Andros yelled out of his lungs, and his voice echoed in the deserted corridors of the station. He couldn’t repress anymore his desperate sobs, nor he could stop the tears flowing from his eyes. Why??! Why had he to find out what loving someone felt like, only to have his heart broken for the loss?? It was unfair! More, it was cruel!!

“DeVayne, no…” – he murmured, with broken voice, placing a hand on the cold glass, as if that gesture could bring DeVayne back. But the rescue pod had now fallen into the darkness and would’ve never come back.

 

“I was sure you were here…” – a deep, familiar voice echoed in the room, startling Andros.

“DeVAYNE!!” – Andros said aloud, turning around and staring wide-eyed at his friend – “You… You shouldn’t be here!! I saw you entering the last rescue pod!”

“I sneaked out before the airlock closed. I suddenly realized I couldn’t leave. My place was here… with you.”

“You are crazy!” – Andros exclaimed with passion – “It’s just a matter of time and this place won’t exist anymore! Why, why did you do such a stupid thing!!”

“So far we’ve shared everything, Andros…” – DeVayne said softly, moving to his friend and holding him at arm’s length – “I had to share with you this, too. I just had to. Don’t ask me why, but I had to stay.”

The dull vibrations under their feet grew stronger, and Andros knew that the time was almost over. That was not the moment to think, to analyze, to evaluate: it was the moment to act, to speak, to let everything out, come what may.

“L… Love me, DeVayne…” – Andros said in a pleading tone, and his friend smiled wide, with just a hint of amused surprise: “Do you want me to make love to you?”

Andros shook his head and repeated with passion: “Love me, tell me you can love me, because I love you, DeVayne, I desperately, hopelessly love you.”

DeVayne had wet eyes when he replied, softly: “I thought I would’ve never heard these words…”

Andros gasped in disbelief: “And since when you feel… these feelings for me?”

“’These feelings’? I’m in love with you, Andros, it would be stupid not to call things with their names, at this point. I love you since I lay foot here in the Sky, after breaking up with my wife, and you hugged me so tight, your sympathy and your compassion warmed my heart, and I realized that for years I had loved the wrong person…”

“But why didn’t you ever tell me?” – Andros asked, deeply touched, and DeVayne flashed a sad smile: “I didn’t want to become one of your adventures, one to forget soon after. I had your friendship, it was precious to me, I couldn’t risk to lose you.”

Andros felt like a storm was raging inside him: his unexpected strong feelings for DeVayne were unsettling already, but finding out that DeVayne had silently loved him for year was… overwhelming.

 

~ Now and here ~

Looking straight at each other, they tentatively leaned forward, slowly, until their lips touched. For a moment DeVayne stood still, breathing Andros’ breath, and then their mouths ground to each other. Their kiss was the sweetest one they’d ever given or received, their tongues searched for each other, shyly, and then started a tender dance, rolling, pushing, and exploring each other’s warm mouth.

DeVayne’s eyes were shining when he recoiled and said under his breath: “I don’t regret my decision: staying here was the best thing that could happen to me. I want to make love to you, Andros. Now. Here.”

Andros felt like in a trance, he couldn’t even speak; he just opened his arms, surrendering to his emotions and offering himself to his friend, his lover. DeVayne flashed an urchin grin: “Wait…” – he whispered excited, and went to a control panel on the wall; he touched a switch and suddenly the artificial gravity was deactivated. Everything in the room stayed in place, being locked to the surfaces, but Andros and DeVayne started floating in the air. Andros felt his peplum rise and float around his naked hips, and with an unexpected rush of shyness he tried to keep the thin fabric down, to cover himself.

With an expert move, DeVayne reached Andros floating mid-air, and grabbed him by the shoulders, whispering seductively: “I know well what you’re hiding under your peplum, and I love every inch of it. I looked at you so many times, dreaming to do what I’m about to do. Here, let me…”

DeVayne quickly unlaced Andros’ belt, and slowly pulled his peplum away; and then did the same with his own. The two pieces of clothing didn’t fall to the ground, but swayed slowly next to them.

The two men stood there for a few moments, floating in the air, in silence, looking at each other’s naked body. Both their cocks were pointing up… and the lack of gravity had nothing to do with it.

They kissed again, passionately, and then DeVayne effortlessly shifted down, to kiss and bite Andros’ nipples, making his gasps of pleasure echo in the ample room. He moved further down, brushing his lips and his tongue on Andros’ navel, and his chiseled abs. His lips closed on Andros’ throbbing manhood with such an exquisite tenderness that Andros couldn’t help but let out a long, guttural moan.

DeVayne knew what to do, and Andros felt like he was being brought to another place, his mind unable to focus on anything but the sheer pleasure coming from his groin. He was barely aware of DeVayne making him roll upside down, with his head pointing to the floor, but he was totally, enthusiastically aware of the warm tongue suddenly moving from his cock to his balls, and then to his perineum, to then dive into his man hole.

“Oh Fuuuckkk!!!” – Andros screamed, assaulted by sensual feelings never experienced before – “What… What… Geeezzz, DeVayne, keep going! Oh my God, keep going!!”

DeVayne smiled inwardly, boosted by his lover’s excited reaction, and held him tight by his hips, in a sort of floating sixty-nine position, and kept exploring Andros’ odorous depths with his greedy tongue, inhaling deeply the musky scent. His tongue titillated the wrinkled skin, and then forced open the tight passage with firm sweetness, trying to reach as deep as it could. Andros couldn’t stop moaning and squirming, while he felt DeVayne taking possession of the most secluded part of his body.

Andros enjoyed the exquisite ministration keeping his eyes tightly shut, and his mind recorded a weird feeling, like something wet brushing his lips. He opened his eyes, and DeWayne’s beautiful cock, as stiff as a wooden pole, was there, at a fraction of an inch from his lips. From his upside-down position, Andros could clearly see the big balls, usually heavy and low-hanging, floating weightless in the zero-gravity, and tentatively sucked them into his mouth, enjoying the feeling of the wrinkled scrotum on his tongue.

While DeVayne went on munching on Andros’ ass, Andros took his time to explore, with his mouth and his hands, his friend’s most private parts, his balls, his perineum, his thighs, the long stiff cock shaft. Then he took a deep breath and engulfed the wide glans with his mouth, and discovered for the first time the musky, intoxicating taste of a man.

Holding DeVayne’s buttocks with both hands, Andros gulped down as much of the hard cock as he could… that wasn’t much more than three inches or so, before chocking on it. «Fuck, it seems so easy, when they do this to me…» – Andros thought recoiling, but he didn’t lose heart and retried, with renewed energy. Each time he pushed his head toward DeVayne’s groin, he tried to resist a bit longer without chocking, and pushed a little harder.

He wanted so much to take all of DeVayne’s cock into his mouth! He wanted to give to his lover the same sheer pleasure he was giving him, rimming so masterfully his ass; but despite his strenuous effort, his throat wasn’t used to such a rough treatment and wouldn’t give way to the massive intruder.

“Mmmhh… Wait wait wait!” – DeVayne suddenly said with coarse voice, pulling out from Andros’ syphoning mouth – “Man, if you keep eating me out like this you’ll make me cum! And it’s not time, yet, stud: I want much more from you… if you want me to have it, that is.”

Strong hands pushed on Andros’ hips making him roll mid-air, to face again DeVayne. The effortless way DeVayne pushed, turned and moved Andros’ body, in the zero-gravity environment, made Andros feel delightfully at his friend’s mercy, as if he was a sort of fuck doll. He looked at DeVayne’s eyes and whispered: “I want you to have all I have to give. Take me, love me, make love to me…”

With a rascal grin, DeVayne opened his hand and showed to Andros a little tube of silicon lube: “If so, we’ll need this… Plenty of this…”

“Wh… Where did you get it?” – Andros asked surprised – “You’re naked!”

“Don’t ask, you don’t want to know…” – DeVayne joked, but Andros recognized it as the tube of lube that all the rescue pods had in their maintenance kit: his friend must have taken it from his peplum, still floating next to them. Andros’ eyes were suddenly lit by a loving glare: “Wait… You planned everything! You took the lube on purpose, before coming to me…  How did you know…?”

“I didn’t know. But one can dream, right?” – DeVayne replied, smiling, while squeezing with one hand some lube from the tube. The lube formed a clear bubble that floated mid-air between them. Andros extended a hand and took it: “Allow me…” – he murmured, smiling, and lowered his hand to spread the slick gel all over DeVayne’s cock, massaging it with such sensuality that his lover let out a contented, delighted moan.

Once more, DeWayne took control of Andros’ body and made him lean back; Andros got the message and bent his legs over his torso, holding them with his hands, offering his hole to his lover: it all felt so natural and he unreservedly offered himself to DeVayne’s ministration.

More gel was squeezed, and Andros felt a slick finger slowly intruding into his back door; the gentle touch of the cautious fingertip against his inner linings made him writhe with unknown pleasure. He didn’t feel any pain when a second greased finger joined the first, nor when the fingers became three: DeVayne was a master at his craft, apparently.

When DeVayne felt that Andros was ready, he pressed his cock on his lover’s hole and shot him a reassuring, loving glance. But Andros suddenly looked tense and murmured shyly: “I told you I had a few male partners in the past, but I’ve never… you know…”

“Hey, bud, it’s me you’re making love with” – DeVayne replied with such a tender tone that Andros felt his heart melt – “Trust me, give yourself to me, and I’ll bring you to places you’ve never dreamt of…”

Slowly, Andros’ clenched hole relaxed, opening up, and DeVayne took his cue and pulled Andros’ body against his own, ever so gently. Making love while floating mid-air was a totally different matter, DeVayne couldn’t just thrust his hips: their bodies were connected by DeVayne’s muscular arms, and he carefully flexed his muscles to pull Andros with the gentleness his virgin hole required.

Ever so slowly, the wide mushroom head sneaked its way into the tight sphincter, stopping several times, to let Andros relax more and accept the exquisite violation of his body. Then, without the least pain, Andros felt his lover’s cock plop inside him, and slowly crawl its way inside his untouched depths, until it was fully buried into him; only then he realized he’d been holding his breath and exhaled loudly.

“It’s… wonderful!” – Andros moaned, tilting his hips, and DeVayne sensually replied: “The best is yet to come…”

 

~ The time halts ~

Andros let go of his own legs, totally yielding himself to his lover. DeVayne hooked a hand behind Andros’ neck and cinched his hips with a powerful arm, taking total control of his lover’s body. Holding Andros still, he slowly started rocking his hips, easing his long cock in and out Andros’ ass, while his legs floated freely in the air. He carefully calibrated the potency of his thrusts, fearing to cause some distress to his lover, but looking into Andros’ eyes DeVayne could spot only a feverish desire and a marveled pleasure.

Thrust after loving thrust, DeVayne explored Andros’ secret places, rejoicing in his irrepressible shivers, rugged gasps and feeble moans. Floating mid-air in the dim lights, Andros felt shifting to another dimension, while his friend, his wonderful lover, took him in the sweetest way. In the zero-gravity there was no up and down, left or right: for Andros there was only the warmth of DeVayne’s body pressed against his, and the manly rod skillfully sliding in and out of his ass. He softly gasped every time the confident member filled his chute, stretching him and touching his inner sensitive spots, causing shivers of unknown pleasure surge through his spine.

Andros felt finally complete, he didn’t feel any more as if he was living a half-life: all the dull pieces of his life had magically joined to form a picture of incredible vibrancy. And he realized, while being masterfully fucked by his long-time friend, that what he was lacking wasn’t someone to love, but someone to be loved by. And now those muscular arms around him, the loving gaze looking at him, the manly member exploring his insides made Andros feel loved, totally, completely loved. The joy Andros felt, surrendering to DeVayne’s love, was too much to bear, and he couldn’t restrain his tears.

“Am I this bad as a lover?” – DeVayne joked, smiling tenderly, and Andros shook his head: “You’re wonderful, DeVayne… What you do to me is wonderful… I’m sorry, I can’t explain…”

“No need to explain, my sweet Andros. I already know. I know what you’re feeling, because I feel the same…”

“And I know you, buddy” – Andros said with coarse voice – “Stop restraining yourself, show me the wild side of you, I’m ready to give you all…”

DeVayne’s arms held Andros tighter, while his hips started pacing up. Each thrust of his cock was more powerful of the previous one, and reached deeper into Andros’ body, making him moan loud. Andros felt DeVayne’s massive muscles twitch and flex against his body, felt the powerful hips slam against his ass and the plump balls slap his crack, in a crescendo of erotic tension. The stiff cock pumped inside him, smashing against his prostate, and he felt a fire spreading inside him.

In Andros’ ears, the rumble of the overheated thruster grew louder and mixed with the rumble of his own heart beating furiously. He wanted that moment to last forever, but he was fully, painfully aware that their time was about to end.

He held tighter to DeVayne and whined with teary eyes: “I don’t want to lose you! I’m scared, DeVayne, I don’t want to lose you!”

DeVayne looked into Andros’ eyes with infinite affection, while the lights of the observation deck dimmed, as the thruster was sucking every little bit of energy to keep its strenuous effort. “You won’t lose me, Andros” – DeVayne said, raising his voice to overcome the noise – “This moment will last forever, the time will halt and we’ll live this moment forever…”

“I’m so close… So close…” – Andros screamed, while DeVayne’s cock fucked him at a frantic pace – “Stay with me, cum with me, love me!”

“Yes, my love… I’m with you… Yes… Nnngghh…. AAAAGGHHH!!!”

 

The explosion was so bright that it could be clearly seen from the Earth even in daytime. A luminous golden circle appeared up in the sky the moment the Sky crumbled, broken down to atoms by the tremendous power released when the nuclear thruster failed.

The people, ‘down to the ground’, looked up, feeling grateful and sad for the selfless sacrifice Andros had made to save them all, and sent their prayers up to the Sky. But Andros wasn’t there anymore, he was where time didn’t mean anything, safe into DeVayne’s loving arms, living forever their last, wonderful moment of love.

 

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