Space Force

The room seemed empty without Jake; he had been taken away by security.  One of the security personnel suggested that he was a suspect in the murder of Officer Tamara Sinclair because he was ‘missing’ from his bed for the entire night.  In truth, he was less than three feet away from his bed; he was sleeping soundly in mine, well, maybe not sleeping the entire time.  A DNA sample of the semen in his rectum would prove that I had my dick up his ass for part of the night, and he wasn’t asleep while I was doing that.

Without an estimation of how long he would be gone, or how soon I’d be questioned, I took a shower and read the assignment.  The reading was verbose, repetitive, and offered only a few points I had not read or heard in other training sessions.

Lunchtime came and went, and as I had not eaten breakfast, I was beginning to get agitated.  Perhaps that was someone’s plan.  It had crossed my mind that I had been forgotten on purpose.  At about three in the afternoon, Air Force security escorted me to a briefing room.

A rather serious-looking man sat across from me at a small table.  He was a man I’d met before.  Hell, I’d more than met him.  We spent the weekend together after a week of training in California.  We played in the water before playing in the hotel room.  He gave a horrible blowjob,  and he preferred a position called the snake.  Technically, he was a really good fuck, but I like to see a guy’s face while we’re fucking, even when that face is less than attractive.  We got along, but we knew it was just weekend fun.

He acted aloof; I took it as a hint.  A woman stood in the corner.  Her face wasn’t visible as the room had a rather uneven lighting.

“Before we start, may I request something to eat and a bottle of water.  I was too upset to eat my breakfast when my partner was dragged from our room, and no one thought to bring lunch.”

The man fumbled with a few switches and then said, “This is Captain Orin Williams, Case Number has not been assigned.  Death of Space Force Officer Tamara Sinclair, O-5.  Interview of Dr. Jason Kilgore, O-4.  

“Dr. Kilgore has stated that he hasn’t eaten today and requests lunch.  As I have no staff to send from the room to request a meal, I will have to ask that he wait until after the interview.”

I spoke up.  “For the record, I consider this interview conducted under duress.”

“So noted for the record.  I am advising Dr. Kilgore that the interview will be recorded with both audio and visual and asking him to say his complete name and to verbally confirm that he understands he is being recorded.”

“Jason Anthony Kilgore.  I understand that I am being recorded during this interview.”

“Dr. Kilgore, will you describe your actions from the time you left the meeting with Officer Sinclair yesterday afternoon, and the appearance of security officials this morning.”

“I left the meeting with Enlisted Jake Hunter, who is my partner for the Argos project.  We were escorted back to our room.  The door was locked.  We had a personal discussion.  Following that, we showered, got into my bed.  We engaged in several sexual activities before falling asleep.  I woke up at 2:23 in the morning.  Jake Hunter was still in bed asleep.  I fell back asleep.  We were awakened by knocking at the door this morning.  Mister Hunter took a towel from his bed to cover himself before opening the door.  He was taken away.  He was wearing no clothing, as the towel had fallen to the floor.  A security officer waited in the room for fewer than five minutes.  She left and secured the door behind her.  I remained in the room until called to come here.”

“No other person contacted you?”

“No.”

“How long have you and Mr. Hunter been in a relationship?”

“We met yesterday afternoon for the first time.”

“That’s rather quick, isn’t it?”

“We had an instant bond.”

“I see.”

“Meaning?”

“Meaning I understand.  Do you have anything to add?”

“Nothing of which I’m aware.”

“Thank you.  This concludes the first interview.”

“Captain Williams, where is Jake now?”

“He’s still on site.”

“Certainly the spy cameras in our room showed him in my bed rather than his.  He never left our room.  We were locked in.”

“I am not able to discuss this with you.  Let me walk you out.”

I stood up and walked to the door.

I heard Williams whisper.  “The footage of your bed was deleted.  Be careful.  Something’s not adding up.”

The door opened; someone in a military police uniform was standing there.  I turned to face Williams.  With a quick movement of my eyebrow, I let him know that I appreciated his telling me.  With my voice, I continued the game by using a sarcastic tone.  “Thank you for your hospitality.”

He replied with a curt “Take this man to get something to eat and then back to his cell.  Sorry, I meant his room.”  With that, the door closed.

A woman who was also in a military uniform shoved a box at me.  “This is your lunch.”  I took it from her.  “Back to your room.”  I felt a slight shove.

“Are we being recorded now, in this hall?” I asked.  I knew we were.  All new facilities had cameras in public areas.  I was surprised that we had no privacy in our room, but I wasn’t shocked.

The MP made no remarks.  She followed me back to my room, unlocked the door, and waited for me to enter.

“Again, thank you for your kindness during this trying time.”

I walked into the room and saw Jake getting up from his bed.  I ran five steps to him and threw my arms around him.

“Jason, I told them about us.”

I nodded.  “Me, too.”

“But it’ll ruin your chances to go.”

I kissed him.  “No.  We’re the perfect team.  They’re going to send us.  You’ll see.”

“This murder is going to be pinned on me.”

“No.  They only came and got you because your bed was empty all night.  That’s circumstantial, and besides, you were with me all night.  I bet when an expert examines the audio from the room, he’ll do two things.”

“What’s that?” asked Jake.

“He’ll get a raging hardon, and he’ll realize that we told the truth about being together.

“I hope so.  You look tired, Jason.  What’d they do to you?”

“Just questions and it didn’t last that long.  It was just being here without you for such a long time.  What about you, Jake?”

“Maybe a little tired, and a lot horny now that you’re here.”

“Yeah?”  I smiled.  “Seeing you made me feel all happy inside.  What are you thinking?”

“Can I just tell you what to do?”

I kissed him, open mouth, wet, sloppy.  “Tell me.”

“Take your clothes off, and lay down.”

As I stripped, so did he.  On my back and looking up at him, he got on his knees between my legs.  He adjusted my partial boner so it pointed up to me, and then he began to jack himself.  His dick stiffened immediately.  I saw his balls move within their sack.  An intense stare brought my eyes to his; then I saw movement, his scrotum tightened, and he sprayed his come all over my hard cock.

He moved down and began to lick the come from my abs and my balls.  He left the come that had landed on my penis.  He raised his head and smiled before going down on my dick.  He sucked hard and furiously.

I raised my hands to touch his head, but he pushed them away.  The urge to come hit me sooner than I wanted.  I tried to resist, but this man overloaded my senses, and I shot hard and fast into his mouth.  He swallowed, but a tiny bit still glistened on his lips.  I saw him start to wipe his mouth with his hand.

“Don’t.  Kiss me.”

He covered my body with his as he covered my mouth with his.  Our tongues danced a ballet until fatigue finally won.

“I love you, Jason.  I don’t want anything to hurt you.  I don’t want to be the reason you don’t go into space.”

“You won’t be.  We’re not culpable for this crime.  In a year from now, we’ll be in hypersleep and just waiting for our turn to monitor the ship.”

I felt his arms hold me close, and I squeezed his ass.

“Will you fuck me after dinner?”

“It’s already on my schedule.”