Outlaw Hard: Coming of Age | By : Outlaw_Hard Category: +M to R > Outlaw Star Views: 2112 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Gene woke up in a hot sweat, his pulse racing, his breathing heavy. He unconsciously glanced down at his pants.
Melfina opened her eyes within the tank and asked, “Are you okay, Gene? Did you have a nightmare?”
A vivid blush spread across Gene’s face. He cleared his throat and tried to get ahold of himself before answering in as cocky a voice as he could, “No..uh, it wasn’t a nightmare. Just, um, really vivid, that’s all.” He unstrapped himself from the pilots chair and sat forward, moving to stand up.
A Gilliam tube slide forward into the bridge and the ship stated, “We are almost a half hour away from the station, Gene.” It paused for a moment and asked, “Where are you going?”
Gene waved a hand at the Gilliam bot and replied, “Just gotta take a leak is all, don’t get your pa..er, I’ll be right back.” With that he hurried out of the bridge toward the crew quarters, seeming a bit awkward as he seemed to face away from both the Gilliam bot and Melfina’s tube.
Melfina glanced to the Gilliam bot and shrugged.
Once he was out of sight, Gene’s pace quickened as he ran towards the bathroom near the bridge. Ducking in and closing the door behind him, he made sure to lock the door before glancing back down at his pants. His crotch was still bulging and the wet spot was getting larger.
“Damnit, what the hell dream was that? I haven’t had a wet dream in years!” he cursed as he tried to clean up as best he could. The lingering erection was painful as it strained against the confines of the pants. It was very clear that he would need to change them, too.
Swearing under his breath, he tossed the tissues he had used to mop himself up with into the toilet and flushed it before washing his hands and rushing out the door, intent on getting a change of pants.
As he exited the bathroom, he nearly ran into Aisha and Suzuka.
“Hey watch out Gene nya!” Aisha shouted as she ducked to the side to avoid colliding with him. She looked down at the wet spot on Gene’s pants and began snickering, causing Gene’s face to darken with anger and embarrassment.
“Out of my way, I just had a w...an accident, that’s all,” he grumbled as he pressed onward toward the crew quarters.
Aisha just laughed, while Suzuka raised her eyebrows at Gene as he ducked behind the bulkhead leading to the crew quarters.
Gene grumbled, his face still burning, as he barged into the crew quarters. He walked right in on Jim as he was changing, his pants laying on his bunk and his shirt half-pulled over his head. His eyes immediately went to Jim’s crotch, which was covered by a pair of black tight briefs.
It had been a while since Gene had seen Jim mostly undressed. It took Gene by complete surprise and he couldn’t help but stare for a moment. Jim was much more toned than Gene remembered. When had he started growing hair on his chest? Much less the trail of blonde hair that started just below his belly button, headed southward into the black briefs.
Gene stammered, “Sorry Jim, ah, I’ll let you finish…” and tried to exit.
Jim called out, “What are you so worked up about Gene? Wait, what happened to your pants?”
Gene’s face flushed red again and he replied, “I had an a-accident..” It was rare he ever became this flustered. He quickly moved to his bunk, yanked a spare pair of pants out, and immediately went into the men’s crew quarter’s bathroom before Jim could ask anything else.
Jim watched Gene duck into the bathroom and tilted his head in confusion. He shrugged and finished dressing.
Knocking on the bathroom door, Jim called out to Gene, “Hey I’m going up to the bridge for docking. Are you okay in there?”
Gene’s muffled reply came through the door, “I’m fine, go ahead.. I’ll be there soon..”
Jim shook his head and made his way out of the crew quarters toward the bridge.
After a moment or two had passed and Gene was sure that Jim had left, he stripped his wet pants off and threw them on the floor. “What the hell..? First that dream..and then..” he stammered to himself. He turned the faucet on and splashed cold water onto his face, then looked in the mirror at his reflection.
“What the hell am I doing?” he asked himself. After another moment, he breathed deeply and exhaled, getting his heart rate under control. And his loins. The erection he popped when he saw Jim was just starting to ease up. Confusion knotted Gene’s brow and he slipped out of his own pair of briefs, unable to help but think about seeing Jim in his. His erection started to grow again..and he cursed himself.
“Get a grip, Gene…” he muttered as he pulled on a new pair of briefs, trying to get the waistband over the tip of his erection, but having trouble. He splashed more cold water on his face and pulled his pants on, erection be damned. It started to fade again once he fastened his new pair of pants, forcing it down into his briefs. The discomfort lasted only a moment and then he was mostly back to normal.
With that, he hurried back up to the bridge.
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