Date: Thu, 01 Jun 2023 18:46:25 +0000
From: Guy <smileyg2@proton.me>
Subject: Aldorian Moon: Chapter 1-Gay, sci-fi-adult/youth

By the year 2150, Earth had become a desolute wasteland, forcing its
inhabitants to quickly evolve in a manner that would enable the survival
of the human race. Once the science and military communities had mastered
the art of space travel, and terraforming distant planets had finally
became a reality, those who had survived the death of the mother planet
fled for their lives, leaving the decaying rock behind to explore the
many corners of the universe and find new planets to call home.

After leaving Earth, the human race had not only survived but flourished
after settling on twin planets located in the Helio galaxy. In the year
2336, it was on one of these worlds, the planet known as Mardov, that I
had been born. It was here that I grew up, dreaming about becoming a
pilot in outer space, a man who would live his life exploring the
universe by surfing on the stars.

My name is John Riggs. As a 32 year old soldier turned pilot for the
Zalaxian Federation, an interplanetary organization that provided
military protection to various planets within the galaxy, I've spent the
last three years transporting weapons and freight during the Lazerro
conflict, an interstellar war instigated by an alien, authoritarian
regime.

Living life as a military pilot under contract aboard the Apollo 10, a
massive, federation space station carrying thousands of human, humanoid
and alien passengers, there isn't much that I haven't seen and even
less that I'm intimidated by. At six feet two inches tall, my muscular,
cut physique is strong. I wear my coal black hair in a buzz cut, and my
blue eyes, which many have described as piercing, tend to get the
attention of both females and males. Though I'm not ashamed to admit
that I'm a pretty good lookin man, I'm also not bashful about being a
formidable one when the situation calls for it.

Receiving my fair share of attention from the various male and female
species aboard the ship, traditionally, it's been the females that I've
gotten up close and personal with. However, though I've had no shortage
of warm, female bodies to enjoy for the night, when it comes to wanting a
deeper connection, I always fantasize and hope that someday, that
connection will come in the form of a younger male.

Getting into the here and now, it was just another Friday evening when me
and my 28 year old co-pilot, Derek Harry, a blond, green eyed, Middle
American looking guy, had finished delivering some much needed cargo to
the soldiers fighting the good fight down on the frontline planets.
Thankful for yet another safe return to the ship after completing our
mission, we pulled our vessel onto the loading dock of the station as
Harry became curious to know what my plans were for the evening.

"Alright, boss, home sweet home! You got any plans tonight?"

"Naw. I think I'm just gonna head back to my unit, eat an insta-dinner,
stream a show, then hit the sack."

Harry couldn't hide his obvious disappointment as he shook his head at
me in disapproval. "Come on, Riggs! You gotta live a little. It's
fuckin Friday night for god's sake! Hey, lets go to our pub on sector 8!
We can do some shots, smoke some herb, then swing by the brothel on 6 and
get our peckers wet!"

I couldn't help but chuckle at my young friend as he excitedly checked
off his dirty list of plans that he had in store for us that evening.
Though Harry was often crude and he usually thought strictly with his
dick, I couldn't ignore that he was also a stand up guy; a guy who was
like a little brother to me and always had my back.

"Ah, I don't know, man?"

"Come on, Riggs! Some booze, some good smoke and a warm, wet
hole...believe me, you won't be sorry."

Though I had resisted the devil on my shoulder as he whispered in my ear
many times before, his powers of persuasion were no match compared to
Harry's. "Alright, a couple shots and we get a little high. But then
I'm callin it a night!"

As we lifted the safety bars above our flight seats to stand up, Harry
patted me on the back, excited to get our next adventure started.

****

A few hours, some liquor, and a lot of weed later, Harry and I sat at a
table outside our favorite pub. High on spirits and herb, the two of us
swapped war stories as we watched a variety of human and alien beings
stroll on by.

"Dude, there is no worse planet in the galaxy than Denustra, I'm
telling you! The overcrowded cities full of criminals and urban
terrorists, the pollution that fries your lungs. And if any of those
things don't kill ya, it's the humanoid whores with the super STIs
that'll do ya in!" Said Harry.

Harry's observations had always made me laugh hard, so hard that I
couldn't help but clutch my aching gut with my hand. "Well, what do ya
think's gonna happen when you stick your cock in a hole that services
dudes from multiple galaxies?!"

"Shit, those are the best kind a holes to stick your cock into!" Harry
proclaimed, loudly.

Maybe it was the booze, or maybe it was the smoke, but Harry was making
me laugh so hard that I was on the brink of tears. It was because of his
extremely dirty mind that I almost didn't hear the sound of a meek voice
coming from behind me; the voice of the being who would change my life
forever. "Excuse me, officers, could I interest either of you in a lapel
clip for your flight uniform?" Whomever was trying to sell us the items
must have recognized the black, federation flight suits we had on.

Turning around in my seat, through my haze of booze and weed, I laid eyes
on a being that I immediately recognized as Aldorian. Aldorians were a
race of indigenous humanoid people from the planet Aldor. Being distant
cousins of the human race, their physiques and mannerisms were similar to
ours except they had smooth, snow white skin, eyes that were always a
pastel type of color, and silver hair that only grew atop of their heads.
Even though the Aldorians looked almost exactly like us humans, it was
still hard not to stare, being that their features were so bright and
distinct looking.

As I continued to focus on the young Aldorian, it became clear that the
being was probably somewhere between the ages of 11 and 14. Also, I could
tell he was male, due to the resonance in his voice and the pattern by
which his hair grew out of his head. All the female Aldorians I'd seen
had a full head of long silver hair, where the male of the species had
hair that grew out in a mohawk. Seeing the boy dressed in a tattered pair
of green cargo pants, a worn, gray t-shirt, moon boots and an oversized,
military jacket, I immediately could tell he was a refugee, one of the
hundreds of displaced souls brought aboard the Apollo after their home
planet had been attacked by the Lazerro regime.

Eyeing the box of trinkets in the boy's hands, Harry instantly realized
that the kid was a beggar. "Beat it, ya bum! Can't you see we're busy
here! Go peddle your crap on sector 9!" He barked, irritated by the
boy's presence.

As I watched the Aldorian boy quickly lower his gaze, I knew right away
that Harry had frightened the poor kid by yelling at him. Taking a step
backwards, he quickly turned and quietly walked away.

Seeing the boy's reaction, I threw a wadded up napkin at my friend.
"Geezuz, Harry, do ya have to be such an asshole? He's just a kid."
Floating on a nice buzz, I stood up from the table as quickly as I could
to chase after the Aldorian boy.

"Hey kid, wait up!" Catching up to the young boy, I stretched out my
hand, placing it on his shoulder. Turning his body around, I could still
see that he was frightened, mainly due to the nervous look in his eye.
"Hey, don't mind my friend. He really just needs to get laid."

Instantly, I regretted what I had said when I remembered that the
Aldorian was a kid. However, after seeing a faint smile appear at the
corners of his mouth, much of that regret quickly dissolved. Letting my
eyes wander over the boy's body, I immediately noticed how small and
slight he was. He couldn't have been any taller than five foot two, and
probably weighed no more than ninety-five pounds. Being he was as young
as he was selling cheap trinkets out of a box, he was most likely an
orphan, just trying to make a little spare change to get himself by.

Despite the boy's ragged appearance, I couldn't stop thinking about how
handsome he was. Though I didn't necessarily have a specific attraction
to adolescent boys, every once in a while there would be a particular one
that would catch my eye. And even though I was in deep space during war
time, a time when the higher ups of the federation turned a blind eye
when service men had sex with underage beings, I was still hesitant to
act on my urges, worried that it might have a negative effect on my
position with the federation. "What's your name, kid?"

"Daro, sir." Said the boy, quietly.

"Nice to meet you, Daro. I'm Riggs. How old are you, son?"

"I'm 14, sir."

I couldn't pull my gaze from the boys bright shining eyes as I spoke to
him. They were a glistening shade of pastel orange with little flecks of
yellow in them that twinkled like crystals when he spoke.

Feeling sorry for the boy, as well as wanting to see him again, I quickly
racked my brain to think of a way that might make that possibility
possible. "Tell you what, give me two of those lapel clips and I'll
give you fifty e-notes." E-notes were electronic currency used to
purchase merchandise on the ship. "You know, me and my buddy over there,
we deliver freight to the frontline planets a few times a week. Think
you'd be interested in helping us load cargo? I could give ya a hundred
e-notes a shift."

Daro smiled as he nodded his head excitedly. All I could see when he
looked at me was the roundness of his cheeks, the fullness of his pink
lips, and his bright, shining eyes. He was without a doubt the most
beautiful boy I'd ever seen.

"That would be great, sir!" He said, pulling me out of my hypnotic
state.

Taking my hand communicator outta my pocket, a device similar to a smart
phone, I scanned the microchip embedded in the boy's wrist that allowed
him to receive payment for goods and services. It was also how the powers
that be kept track of the civilian population aboard the space station.
"Find your way down to the loading docks on Monday morning. Tell the
guards you're with Riggs crew, alright? Now, you made your sale, so why
don't you head home. It's gettin late."

When Daro smiled, it lifted the wonderful features of his face; it was a
sight that quickly melted my heart.

"Yes sir. Thank you, sir!" He said in an excited tone of voice.

I watched closely as the boy disappeared into the crowd of human and
alien beings, hoping he'd listened to what I said and gone back to the
refugee sector of the Apollo. Heading back to my table, I immediately
noticed the look of disapproval on Harry's face when I tossed the lapel
clip at him. "Don't say I never bought you anything."

"Christ, you're a sucker, you know that?!" Said Harry with mock
disdain. "Tell me you didn't give that ghost more than ten e-notes for
this piece a crap?"

Though I knew he really didn't mean any harm by it, I furrowed my brow
when Harry used the word ghost to describe, Daro. "Ghost" was a
derogatory slang term for an Aldorian due to their bright, white skin.
"Knock that shit off, Harry. You saw how badly the Lazerro hit Aldor.
The ones they didn't bother to rape and massacre they took as slaves.
Who knows what that boy's been through? Besides, he's just tryin to
make a buck like the rest of us."

Harry rolled his eyes at me. "Geez, someone gets touchy after a few.
Hey, how old was that kid anyway? Like 12 or something? I wonder if he
knows when he turns 16, he can get a job turning tricks down at the
brothel? A boy like him could make some serious fuckin coin."

It was just like Harry to always find a way to make a simple conversation
dirty. "What are ya talkin about? He's just a boy. My guess is he
wouldn't do any better or worse than any other male whore at that
place."

"You mean you didn't notice?"

With a look of confusion on my face, I stared at my friend. "Notice
what?"

"Open your eyes, chief. That kid was a two-for-one; an XXY; a donut boy!
Riggs, he's a dude with a cunt." Said Harry, crudely.

Suddenly, it hit me. I had always heard Aldorian's where a humanoid race
with three different assigned sexes at birth, but it never crossed my
mind, even when I was standing a few inches away from him, that Daro was
an inter-sexed male. Though adult Aldorian men tended to be tall with
well muscled physiques, Daro was small and slight, even for a boy his
age. Though it was clear to me that he had been born a biological male,
just by the way he looked and sounded, in that moment, it occurred to me
that what Harry was telling me about that little variation in the kid's
anatomy was the truth.

****

That next week, Daro had shown up at the loading docks, just like I had
instructed him to. After taking a couple weeks to show him the ropes, it
didn't take much time for him to catch on to the job. A month later,
even Harry was impressed by how quickly and efficiently the kid could
work; it was something that I never thought would happen, but quite
relieved when it did.

After a couple months of working side by side together, both Harry and I
had begun to develop a bond with our newest employee. Daro had become our
little mascot in a sense, and we were more than happy to have him around.
Though I began to see him as my employee and a friend, I still wrestled
with the fact that I found myself greatly attracted to him. Even if he
was a little different from other boys.

While we were working, every now and then, I would catch myself finding
an excuse to place my hand on his shoulder or lower back. Even though
touching him sent a spark of electricity through my entire body, I'd
eventually find myself regretting my actions as I pulled my hand away.
Often when I was home alone in bed, I'd slide my hand into my shorts to
grasp my dick with my fingers, thinking about what he looked like with no
clothes on.

That curiosity would end a couple weeks later when I got a call from the
medical sector of the ship.

"May I speak to Officer John Riggs?" Asked the female voice on the
communicator.

"You got him."

"Officer Riggs, I'm Kara Ferred. I work for the council of refugee
services for the federation. I have an Aldorian boy named Daro here at
the medical center that says you are his employer. Is that correct?"

I felt a sense of panic quickly rush through me. "Is he alright?!"

"Daro was attacked this afternoon by four other juvenile refugees in the
sector. He was beaten and robbed but he's okay. I was wondering if you
cou-"

"I'm on my way!" Hearing that Daro had been hurt was all I needed to
know to run to his side.

****

Down at the medical center, a nurse guided me to the booth where Daro was
sitting all alone on an examination table. The military jacket that he
had loved so much was gone. His t-shirt had been completely ripped open,
exposing the small pecs of his smooth, little white chest; his tiny, hot
pink colored nipples were clearly visible. There were dark bruises on his
legs where his jeans had been torn and his right eye had a dark blue
shiner on it. Lastly, his right arm was badly bruised. I deduced this was
where his attackers had held him down, most likely to siphon the e-notes
out of the microchip in his wrist.

Taking a seat beside my young friend, I noticed his knuckles were
scrapped up and raw. This made me proud, knowing that he had landed a few
good punches of his own before those little assholes had gotten him to
the ground. Seeing Daro so roughed up enraged me. Even though I knew his
attackers were kids too, it didn't curb my urge to want to give them all
a beat down for what they had done to my boy. "Hey bud. How you doin?"

"I'm alright, sir." Daro glanced at me for just a moment before
lowering his head back down. I didn't know exactly how he felt, but I
figured he most likely looked away because he was embarrassed by what had
happened to him.

From out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a woman in a federation
uniform strolling toward us with an e-tablet as we sat together on the
examination table.

"You must be Officer Riggs. Hi, I'm Kara Ferred. We spoke on the
phone."

"Yeah, yeah. So what are you guys doin about this, huh?!" Even though I
tried not to sound too aggressive as I talked to the woman, it was pretty
clear that I was failing miserably.

"Why don't we discuss this outside," was all she said.

Following Kara out of the room and into the hall, I stood directly in
front of her with my arms crossed. Though I already knew I wouldn't get
a suitable explanation for what happened to Daro, I decided I'd wait for
the woman to try and make an attempt at one.

"I can tell you're upset about this. But Officer Riggs, you have to
understand, the refugee sector is filled to capacity and there are very
few resources to manage the ward adequately." Said Kara.

"Daro tells me about all the shit that goes on down there, ya know. The
kids are left all alone to do what ever the hell they want to each other.
Says he has to hide his stuff so it won't get stolen. I thought there
were supposed to be people down there lookin out for him!"

"Officer Riggs, you have to understand that we are at war and-"

"Don't lecture me about war lady! I fly over battle zones every other
day! Believe me, I know what life during war time is like! Now, if the
federation can't protect one little kid, then maybe he'd be better off
if he came to live with me!"

As I waited for the federation official to continue arguing with me, it
only took a few seconds for me to be genuinely surprised by her response.
"Actually, that's not a bad idea."

****

After working out the details and signing a shit load a documents, I
found myself standing at the front door of my unit with Daro at my side.
Seeing me place my palm flat on the biometric scanner, he watched in awe
as the steel door to my home aboard the ship slid open with a whooshing
noise, allowing the both of us to enter.

Though my living quarters were the equivalent of a futuristic studio
apartment, I couldn't help but smile when my young friend ran around my
small space, captivated by the set-up. It was at that moment that I
realized what his previous living arrangement must have been like, and
suddenly, I found myself feeling relieved that he no longer had to be
there.

****

Later that night, I awoke in my bed, noticing that the metal barrier that
covered the observation window directly beside my bunk was open. Leaning
up on my elbows, I looked straight ahead to see Daro sitting on the
corner edge of the bed. Rubbing my eyes as I struggled to wake up, I
noticed he was sitting with his knees up against his chest, hugging his
legs close to his body with his small, thin arms as he stared out the
window, gazing at the billions of twinkling stars hanging in the
blackness of space.

He was totally naked.

Though I was a little surprised by my young friends appearance on my bed,
after everything that had happened that day, I wanted to be sure that he
was alright. "Dar, buddy, you okay?"

Reaching above my head, I switched on the light that hung above my bunk.
When the light from the bar hit the side of Daro's face, it illuminated
his profile, revealing a single tear running down his cheek. Not thinking
twice about what I was doing, I crawled out from under the covers to make
my way over to where he was sitting. Wearing only a pair of boxer briefs,
I opened up my legs as I slid up behind him, placing both of my hands on
his small, supple shoulders.

His skin felt silky smooth as I ran my hands up and down the length of
his arms. "It's gonna be okay, Dar, I promise. No one's gonna hurt you
anymore." I immediately noticed that Daro didn't shrink under my touch.
In fact, I felt him lean into me when I put my hands on him. In that
moment, I had a feeling being touched was something he desperately
needed, and wanted.

"Sir, you think maybe someday...I'll be able to go home?" He asked.

I didn't know what to say. I didn't wanna hurt the poor kid, but I also
didn't wanna lie to him either. "I...I don't know, buddy. But what I do
know is that from now on you're not gonna be alone. You're with me now,
and I'm always gonna have your back."

Turning his head, Daro made eye contact with me. His eyes looked even
more beautiful when they were wet with his tears. "Promise?"

"I promise." Leaning my head forward, I gave my young friend a gentle
kiss on his cheek, feeling goosebumps form on the surface of his skin
where my hands were resting on his body. Seeing the look in Daro's eyes
when I kissed him, I suddenly felt very bold. Moving my hands off of his
shoulders, I slid them down the length of his arms, then onto his slim
legs. From there, I moved them over the length of his naked, pale torso
as I began to caress every inch of his little body.

Seeing a look of absolute pleasure on Daro's face, I leaned forward
again. This time, instead of kissing his cheek, I kissed him directly on
his lips. The feel of his soft lips pressed against mine drove me crazy
as I ran my tongue along the crease of his mouth. This prompted him to
part his own lips as he welcomed my tongue inside his mouth, rubbing it
up against mine.

Turning his slight body around to face me, Daro repositioned himself,
straddling my lap as he rested on his knees. Suddenly feeling his small
naked body pressed up against my bare chest, I continued kissing him
passionately as I ran my hands over his back, eventually letting them
find their way down to massage his smooth, little buttocks; I was
instantly hard. This was something he noticed right away when he reached
down into my shorts to grasp my turgid girth in his hand.

Using his free hand, I suddenly felt his fingers grasp mine as he guided
one of my hands down towards his crotch. Feeling the warmth between his
legs, I couldn't stop myself from running my fingers against the soft,
wet opening nestled in-between his thighs.

Driven crazy by my attraction to the boy, I took his petite body in my
large hands, laying him down flat on my bunk. Without realizing what I
was doing, I quickly yanked off my underwear with my hand before throwing
them down on the floor by the bed.

Now that we were both naked, I lay down on my side next to Daro, looking
down at his handsome face and smooth, gorgeous body with my arm
underneath the back of his neck. In comparison to his pale, white skin,
his genitals were a bright shade of hot pink, highlighting the folds of
his crease. This was a visual that almost sent me through the roof. Using
my free hand, I reached down between his legs and gently started playing
with the stiffening glans that sat above the thin, little opening of his
orifice. Almost instantly, he moaned in ecstasy as I proceeded to massage
his swollen little organ; it became harder and wetter as I rubbed it with
my fingers.

Looking up at me, Daro reached his hand over, taking my stiff manhood in
his palm as he smiled, innocently. "Sir, can we...you know...do it?"

Feeling utterly amazed by his touch, I caste my gaze downward to see his
hand stroking my dick. On further inspection, I realized he was tugging
my cock in the direction of his hole, the beautiful hole between his legs
that made him a special kind of boy.

"Have you ever done this before?" I asked, gently.

Daro shook his head no. "Have you?"

I couldn't help but chuckle at my young lover's innocence. Looking back
down between his legs, I immediately noticed that his glans penis had
gotten much larger and redder between my fingers as little spurts of
fluid leaked from the opening of his urethra. A look of total pleasure
befell his face as I continued to use my fingers to stimulate his little,
hard cock. Inspired by my relentless rubbing, Daro began to grind his
pelvis forward against my hand as he wordlessly begged me to do more.

Heeding my lover's wishes, I carefully positioned my large, muscular
physique over his tight, little body. Hovering over him on my shaking
knees, I could feel my erection ache with excitement as I anticipated
being inside my boy's warm, wet hole for the very first time.

****
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