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Star Date 19458.98 (June 17-18, 2342)
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Jackson was wide awake at 03:00 and again at 04:00, each time he found himself staring out the portal at the stars from his bed, his mind racing until he fell back into a restless sleep. When he woke at 05:00 he tried masturbating, but the orgasm did nothing for him as soon as the ejaculation was over. So, he got up, showered, and went to the bridge to sit in the pilot chair and go over the procedures. The forward-facing cameras displayed the standard view of traveling at warp on the large display screen.
Captain Maxwell arrived on the bridge at 05:50. "Any sighting of our destination, Jackson?"
Jackson adjusted the magnification to maximum and Bonuvia's star showed as the brightest speck among all the white specks on the screen, but they were still traveling at warp 8 and would cover that distance quickly. The controls still said 06:00 arrival.
In just under ten minutes the ship dropped out of warp and stopped dead in space the camera still at maximum magnification was zoomed in on what looked like a rock on planet surface. Jackson returned the magnification to normal and the planet appeared in the middle of the display.
Captain Maxwell called planetary control and ask permission to enter orbit. Receiving it, he told Jackson. "Relax son, just take us into orbit, nice and easy."
Jackson new what and how to do it, his hands moved automatically to the proper controls. He took the warp engines off-line. At least he wouldn't fulfill his dream and crash into the planet at warp. He put the course he was to follow on his screen.
At one half impulse power, Jackson tilted the stick forward and put the nose down to get to the proper altitude then descended to the prescribed orbit. Before reaching the assigned altitude, he brought the stick back slowing their descent, then inched their way closer. He glanced at the altitude reading. Reaching the proper altitude, he slowed their speed matching the speed of the planet.
"Geosynchronous orbit, captain."
"Good job, Jackson, couldn't have done better myself." `Fuck, no one could have done a better job, he was perfect. This kid needs to be in Star Academy.' "Lock it down. Breakfast is at 07:30."
Stress does things to a teen boy's body. One thing is that it causes erections. Care to guess what happens when you already have an erection? More blood pumps into the penis with limited places to go or ways to escape, the penis gets longer or larger if that's possible, if not it just gets harder.
That's where Jackson was now. His penis was HARD. It hurt with every beat of his heart. He went back to his quarters and woke Noah, last night's roommate and with permission, fucked him, hard. He cummed twice in him and still needed more. He went to the next room, Logan and Mason were in there this morning. He woke them too and pleaded for relief. They could tell how desperate his was and both agreed to be fucked.
When the boys got up at 07:00, they let Jackson sleep, he needed it. As breakfast was being served, Noah went to wake his roommate now in the room next door. He was gone a couple minutes and headed back to the galley.
"What took you so long?"
Noah licked his lips, "Protein shake. I had to wake him somehow." Jackson was right behind Noah, entering the crew mess.
Mr. Maxwell convened the morning briefing with the boys to review the planet they were orbiting, Bonuvia.
"Item #1) Congratulations to our pilot, Jackson for a perfect approach and orbit this morning. I want you to see something." He laid a tablet-size display on the table. "This is an overlay of the original plotted course from the navigator back on earth and the course Jackson flew this morning under manual control."
The boys all looked at it, zoomed in on it, rotated it in 3-D and decided there was only one curve on the screen. "Nope, I guarantee you that is both courses. Now, you want to know the most amazing part? Jackson flew his course without ever taking his eyes off the front display screen. He not only flew it manually; he flew it without instruments until he checked his altitude. I'm a damned good pilot, and I can't do that." Then to lighten the mood some, he said, "Must be all those years of video games."
His fellow scouts congratulated him as well.
Mr. Maxwell continued the morning briefing, "This is an interesting planet. It is very similar to Earth in their social structure. Families living in homes or community-based buildings.
"Item #2) First on the agenda, for today is that I'm going to give each of you an injection today. It will increase your seminal output beyond your wildest imagination. We can't afford having any of you having a dry orgasm. LIAM! Who dried up on Gularia after only, how many? Twelve orgasms?"
"No, it was more like fifteen."
"On this world, a drygasm is considered a major insult by that person's partner.
"I know you don't want to insult the son of the supreme leader, or the supreme leader himself if he were to choose you and you came up dry when it is his turn inside your rectum. I'm not saying you will meet them today, but you might they have been known to visit when the Boy Scout Adventure is on the planet.
"I'm all set up in my office, so after the meeting, come to my office one at a time, for your shots." Oops, he slipped, accidently saying shots, as in plural, but none of the boys seemed to notice.
"Item #3) Your hosts today are going to be another group of boys like yourselves, thirteen or sixteen Earth years old and in an organization like Earth's Boy Scouts.
"Ah, you said thirteen or sixteen, what about fourteen or fifteen?"
"There aren't any children those ages. Kids are born in waves three to five years apart. All the women become pregnant at the same time and the babies are born 6 months later, all within a few days of each other, but are all assigned the same birthday. So, your hosts will only be 13 or 16.
"Aren't there any accidental births?"
"No, there is an event linked to the supreme leader, that triggers the woman's fertility and until that happens, women can't get pregnant.
"Moving on to Item #4) The itinerary today includes traveling by shuttle to five locations around the planet, showing off the most impressive features, and I must say they are impressive and you should at least appear to be impressed.
"Item #5) Since they only procreate every three to five years, sex on this planet is purely for entertainment, and they like a lot of entertainment, like several times a day.
"Boy babies, when their umbilical cord is removed, leaves behind a 15 cm (6 in) penis, it is referred to as the primary penis. The boys of Bonuvia grow one penis each year of their lives, until they reach nine-years-old when their tenth and final penis begins growing. Their reproductive system also matures within a week or two of their ninth birthday. After their first penis, the others grow starting with just a slight bump that sprouts into a penis.
"Each penis grows for ten years, adding four-and-a-half to six inches each year. Six inches of growth is very unusual, most only grow the minimum four-and-a-half inches. Their penises grow out from where you would expect their waist to be. They are evenly spaced around their circumference. Think of an octopus. Their body shape is rounder than humans, for most, that's not fat, that's just the way they are shaped. Their penises are in constant motion while walking around. They quiet down as the motion decreases. If you're walking next to one, don't be surprised if he probes your anus, or even has sex with you while you're walking. Their penises are self-lubricating, the lube secreting through the skin of the penis like sweat, so they're always ready to fuck.
"You can easily tell how old a Bonuvian child is, they're either 4, 9, 13, or 16. You could confuse a 20-year-old with a 24-year-old easily enough.
"Since our hosts are all over thirteen, they will have all ten of their penises, their first four or seven will be fully grown at 115 cm (45 in) or more. In your travels, the other children you'll see are either nine or four. If you see a Bonuvian without any penises, that is a female. She will have an orifice at the same location as the primary penis, that is her vulva.
"If you are wondering, yes, a Bonuvian can have sex with up to 10 partners at the same time, although that feat is rarely attempted. When they do have sex, they aren't particularly fussy about fucking a boy or a girl. You're going to have a lot of orgasms today and ejaculate a lot of semen. That is the reason I need to give you those shots today. Your hosts will use every opportunity, including time in the shuttle between locations, to have sex with you or each other.
"Fucking the Bonuvians is fine it is expected and appreciated. Their anus is located on their abdomen about 5 cm (2 in) below their primary penis, so for you, it will be very easy to reach, even while standing. Their anus is a little larger, so you'll fit in them fine, it may even feel looser than you are accustomed to. They are self-lubricating also; you won't need anything special to fuck them. All you need do is press against their anus, it will lubricant and allow you in. And of course, the fun part is that you can fuck them, while they fuck you.
Mr. Maxwell wound up his morning briefing, "Any questions boys?" There was a couple minor question that were quickly answered. "With that, this meeting is adjourned. I'll see you in my office, I don't care what order. The rest of you get ready to go."
In his office, he had eight syringes nearly full of the potent elixir set out on a tray under a cloth.
Mason, the patrol leader, was the first to arrive. "Hi Mason, lay up here on the table, and just relax. Mason took his place, lying on the conference table. "This is going to sting," he warned. Mr. Maxwell pulled the tray towards Mason. Spread your legs for me, this goes in your groin area." This was another of those `not a lie' but it wasn't the whole truth either. Mason scooted over to the middle of the table and spread his legs wide apart. He was, as normal, sporting a full erection. Mr. Maxwell placed his palm on the erect penis lying on Mason's abdomen, and wrapped his thumb and finger around Mason's scrotum, squeezing his balls tightly against his scrotum. With his other hand, he picked up a syringe. With the precision of a seasoned nurse, he stabbed the needle in his right testicle and pushed in a third of the clear liquid.
As soon as the needle pierced his testicle, Mason gave out a cry of pain but forced himself not to jerk away. It was over in a second, until the needle pierced his left testicle. He yelped again as another third of the liquid entered him. The final third of the liquid was injected through the perineum to a location near the seminal vesicles and prostate.
"The reaction of the chemical inside your testicles is going to hurt for a couple minutes, but it will stop and not hurt any more after that. Mr. Maxwell massaged Mason's testicles for 30 seconds. Ok, Mason you take over and don't worry about any noise you may make. My office is sound proof; none of the other boys will hear you.
Mason took over massaging his balls wondering about Mr. Maxwell's last comment. He could instantly feel they were warmer than normal. Then they got hot. . . then scalding hot. "Holy fuck, oh my god that fuckin hurts. Ooooowwwwwww!" He screamed. "That hurts, it hurts, make it stop," he pleaded, then began bawling like a little boy who had been whipped with a strap. He was inconsolable; he accidently rolled off the table still crying and was pulling at his balls like he was trying to tear them off his body, on the floor he was rolling back and forth.
"I'm sorry Mason! I'm so sorry! It was necessary, I'm sorry it hurts so much!" He got down next to the boy and held his shoulders tight against his chest. As quickly as it started the pain passed, and Mason and Mr. Maxwell stood. Mason was still massaging his balls but the pain was gone.
"Are my balls swelling?" he asked.
"Yes, your testicles, prostate, seminal vesicles, and your bulbourethral gland are all swelling and going into overdrive. Your semen and precum output are being raised much higher than normal. You'll be able to cum more today than you did all last week. Are you ok now?"
"Yeah, they're still warm, but don't hurt anymore."
Mr. Maxwell used a warm, wet cloth to wash the tears from Mason's face, while telling him, "The warmth you feel is your testicles already producing more sperm, they won't be mature sperm, but we're not trying to get anyone pregnant. As we say on Earth, `you'll be shooting blanks.' These sperm wouldn't even get a girl on Earth pregnant.
"Now obviously, I don't need you going back out there and scaring your fellow scouts. Please, only tell them it's uncomfortable, which is the truth, but survivable, which is also the truth. If they ask what took so long, just tell them we had a little chat, which is also true. Ok?"
"Yeah, ok."
Mason left and Noah came in for his turn. Seven more times Max felt like shit for having to put the boys through such an ordeal, even though it was only for a couple minutes. But that didn't make Max feel any better about it.
After Mason' fall off the table, he now pulled each boy's back to his chest and held him tightly throughout the initial response to the serum. It didn't reduce the pain any, it just protected them from falling. (Just for reference of the pain level, imagine standing nude with your legs apart, and a guy 1.9 m (6 ft 3 in) comes up and kicks you in the balls with his steel-toed work boot.)
It took about forty minutes to give all eight boys their shots. When Mr. Maxwell finally came out of his office with Elijah, the last boy, Mason was already getting his dick sucked. The boys all began talking at once about the experience in Mr. Maxwell's office, and he apologized again. You'll thank me for it tonight after you've cum 50 times.
One of them, dripping with sarcasm said, "Thanks for the fantastic description, Mason. It's uncomfortable, but survivable."
"Well, mine hurt like hell and that qualifies as uncomfortable, and from the look of it, you all survived. . . Would your rather have known how much it was going to hurt?"
Mason had a valid point, had they known, would they have taken the shot or skipped it and be left behind on the ship and not get to meet the boys with ten penises. They stopped giving Mason any more shit.
It was nearly 08:30 and they went to pack their bags. Leaving their ship in orbit, they took a Bonuvian shuttle to the surface landing at the pre-arranged location to meet their hosts.
Within a minute of being introduced, all eight scouts had a normal-sized 115 cm (45 in) long penis in their ass, but only about the first 18 cm (7 in) of it was fucking them. The Bonuvians had been briefed on human physiology and understood anything deeper and the fucking motion would not be welcomed or appreciated. One Bonuvian went the other route, he did not fuck Noah, he simply inserted most of his primary, 120 cm (47 in) penis inside him. He did things with it that felt good and Noah cummed four times from the experience. The seven other boys only cummed twice while being fucked.
The Bonuvians, showing they were good hosts, showed the scouts their anuses and each got fucked by their Earth counterpart. The scouts each cummed twice, once on entry at the unusual feelings and once as they fucked. The walls of the Bonuvian rectums were like a series of rings. Each was an independent sphincter muscle that constantly constricted around their penis. Each ring using a different rhythm.
The Bonuvia scouts couldn't help themselves and while the Earth scouts fucked their anus, one of there other full-length penises snaked around from the side and re-entered their rectums The adults stood by as the boys got to know each other. They then boarded the shuttle for their first destination.
Noah was sitting between two of the Bonuvians on their way to the first destination. He soon felt the distinct feeling as the boy on his right moved his left hip penis behind him. Noah leaned forward and to his left to make room for the boy to reach his anus. The penis slid down his gluteal crevasse, and slowly wiggled into him. Knowing the Earth boy's proclivity for uncontrolled penile eruptions, he had come prepared (part of their organization's motto) with a collection tube to capture his semen when he released it. It didn't take long either. With his balls begging to release some of the over-production of sperm, he erupted with only about 2.5 cm (1 in) of penis inside him.
The boy on his left realized what was happening. Not wanting to be left out of the action, his right hip penis followed the path down the gluteal cleavage next to his friends, penis. Feeling his way along, his penis too, entered Noah's rectum.
Noah sat on his seat and zoned out, his head rolled back and his mouth fell open totally consumed by his lust and his desire to ejaculate.
When the second penis entered him, sliding alongside the one already in him. "Aaaaaahhhhhhh," came from his open mouth as his semen leapt from his penis, only to be captured by his new friend's collection tube.
The Bonuvians knew Earth boy's anuses weren't as large as most species, and they worked together, one going in while the other was coming out, never stretching him beyond acceptable limits. "Aaaaaahhhhhhh," came from Noah again, orgasming for the third time. The boys took turns drinking his semen from their collection tubes.
Soon every Earth scout had two penises in their rectums, each Bonuvian fucking two scouts, one on either side of him. They had been assigned seats alternating the two species. This had to be the reason.
The fucking continued all the way to their destination. It was a passive orgy, very little movement, just orgasms by the Earthlings. At the announcement of the imminent landing, the Bonuvians allowed themselves to release their sperm. Each penis in a rectum released their seed, and withdrew from the scouts' rectums. When their sperm released, a couple of the less experienced boys dribbled from their penises not in a rectum, but it was minimal and clean-up was easy.
Mr. Maxwell came around with towels. "Put this against your butt and let the sperm out. We wouldn't want you dripping all over the Bonuvian Noble's home."
They filed out of the shuttle and each scout paired up with a Bonuvian. These two were to stay together and the host was to make sure local protocols were not violated.
They boarded a river boat for the short trip upstream to the castle. Cum tubes were essential in keeping the deck clear of puddles.
After taking a cable car ride up to the entrance to the castle, they were taken on a tour of the impressive castle built in 868. Think of Bojnice Castle in Slovakia.
When the walking tour would stop along the way, the scout stood with his assigned host behind him holding his shoulders. His primary penis, the one that sprouted on the day of his birth, would discretely find the scout's anus and slide up into him the prescribed 18 or 20 cm (7 or 8 in). He would hand the scout his collection tube so when he orgasmed, it could be quietly collected. They could even walk to the next stop on the tour with the host's penis up their rectums, after all these penises were 115 cm (45 in), or slightly longer. For the scouts, it was like being on a leash. But the leash made them cum multiple times on the hour-long tour.
Mr. Maxwell made sure the last stop before boarding the cable car was the toilets. The hosts had been having orgasms too. Three loads of Bonuvian sperm were in their rectums, only the fat penises of the Bonuvians were keeping it from dripping out.
The toilets on Bonuvia were like Earth's urinals that hang on the wall. Bonuvians could walk right up to the toilets and position it between their legs, given the location of their anus. The scouts managed to get their anus over the opening by backing up to it, and the host withdrew his penis. The thin sperm gushed from their rectums into the toilet. While in the toilets, the scouts learned the Bonuvian boys did not urinate from all 10 penises, only their primary penis provided that function.
They moved on to the Bonuvian National Historic area and Museum. They walked a 2 km trail through the excavated ruins, before moving into the museum where they learned about the history of Bonuvia through displays of artifacts from the ruins. Then they were led into a dining room for lunch that had been set up just for them. There was a combination of local and Earth-like foods. The scouts were adventuresome and tried the local cuisine, along with the more familiar foods of their home world. The Earth-like food only looked like earth food, it tasted nothing like it, but not in a bad way.
Their next stop was perhaps the most beautiful location on the entire planet. They hiked a 7 km (4.3 mi) trail through lush growth and beautifully shaped formations, encountering many animals native to the planet. The first time they got close to some animals, they came up to the Bonuvia scouts and suckled on one of their penises. They showed the Earth scouts, that the animals were harmless and from there on, when the animals approached them, they could hold their penis out and the animals would suck on them. With their over production of semen, many of those innocent encounters turned into ejaculations, even some of the fierce looking animals would gently suck to get a liquid treat.
On the shuttle once again, Mr. Maxwell told the boys that their next stop would be the reason they had visited this planet. On the outskirts of a small city was an encampment larger than the Earth scouts had ever seen before. It covered 60 sq km (23 sq mi). The shuttle flew slowly around the entire area. Campsites of tents stretched out to the horizon.
After circling the site, the shuttle turned toward one of three central areas. Downtown Jamboree they called it. This was the main activity hub for that portion of the camp. The shuttle landed to the cheers of the kids participating in the area. With the arrival of the Earth Scouts, this was now an Intergalactic Jamboree.
The Jamboree scouts had been expecting the arrival of the Star Travelers, and the landing of the shuttle brought scouts running to meet them. The Earth scouts and their hosts left the shuttle for a meet-and-greet.
The local coordinator escorted them to a tent on Main Street, where local scouts were already lined up waiting for them. The wanted to touch them, to shake hands with them and yes, probe an Earth anus with a penis. If it was all right with the boys.
The Earth scouts loved the idea. The host's duty was to make sure the invading penis only spent a few seconds inside the boys from Earth. His job was to get as many penises in and out of his scout's rectum as possible.
At the same time, they would be shaking hands with as many scouts as possible.
One small boy who had waited patiently in line was just four, most likely a cub scout visitor to the Jamboree. When it was his turn, he asked Aiden where his other penises were. Aiden politely explained that he was from the planet Earth, and on Earth, boys only have one penis.
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said after receiving his pin for fucking an Earth Scout. Aiden wasn't sure why he was sorry; he was happy with the one he had.
They stayed at this center an hour before moving to the next and an hour later to the third. They had a break to eat dinner, while allowing all the scouts to get into the stadium for tonight's final show. Some scouts would leave tomorrow, some the following day. Logistically you couldn't move that many people in that short a time.
While eating, Max updated them as to what was going to happen. "The Supreme Leader and his son Droscun are in attendance and you will get to meet them during the show on stage. When you're on stage, just remember to wave to the audience, and smile and just go along with whatever happens.
"Please," he reminded them, "be on your best behavior, diplomatically speaking This is the leader of the entire planet.
"We will be using the shuttle to make a dramatic entrance to the show, landing right beside the stage, watch the banners around the stadium, right after you disembark.
"Mr. Maxwell, you seem to know an awful lot about what's happening. Did you know about this earlier?"
"Of course. We planned your entire itinerary around this Jamboree and King Kaozuno's invitation."
After sunset, they took the shuttle and slowly passed over the stadium where the Boy Scouts were assembled anticipating their arrival. This was the first time Boy Scouts of Earth had attended a large intergalactic scouting event, and the first time Bonuvia hosted an Intergalactic Jamboree. 155,000 Bonuvian scouts screamed their approval as the shuttle landed 10 meters from the side of the stage.
"I hate to say it, but it would have been cool to wear our uniforms," Braxton admitted.
There was a man and an older boy on stage. Mr. Maxwell's last words to the boys as they left the shuttle was "That's the Supreme Leader. Remember protocol, do not speak directly to him. You may only address his son, Droscun."
They exited the shuttle, stopped, and waved at the huge crowd. The Jumbo screens around the stadium announced: The Boy Scout of Earth ARE HERE!
Where the banners around the stadium that proclaimed Bonuvia World Jamboree a new banner unfurled in its place proclaiming the Bonuvia Intergalactic Jamboree.
The boy on stage announced: The Boy Scouts of Earth, welcome to Bonuvia! Come up on stage!
The man on stage, the Supreme Leader wore a red sash, indication his position as the president of the Boy Scouts. Droscun wore a green sash indicating his position as the highest youth leader in the program.
The scouts were led out onto stage, their hosts went into the stadium to join their troop. Droscun, in his green sash introduced the Earth Scouts to the massive audience who were watching on personal screens, the 20 jumbo screens around the stadium, or on their holographic projectors. He congratulated them for being selected for the Boy Scout Star Traveler program. The eight scouts were embarrassed by all the attention they were receiving and at the same time were having to deal with their over production of semen, and their horniness.
Then he asked the audience, "What should we do with them?"
The first answer was quick, and from down front where the microphone picked up his yell, "Ten-Penis Circle Fuck."
The suggestion was quickly picked up by the 155,000 boys, but it quickly morphed, "Ten-Penis Round the World. . . Ten-Penis Round the World. . . Ten-Penis Round the World. . . Ten-Penis Round the World."
"But there are only eight of them?"
Eight-Penis Round the World. . . Eight-Penis Round the World. . . Eight-Penis Round the World," came the return chant.
"Who's in the middle?" He asked the chanting crowd.
They chanted in reply, "Droscun. . . Droscun. . . Droscun"
"Alright, alright. I hear you."
The ten-penis circle fuck is a fun sex act where the central player simultaneously fucks ten partners, boy or girls, it doesn't matter. The performer orgasms and ejaculates ten times. The result can leave him light headed or even dizzy from so many consecutive orgasms.
The Ten-Penis Round the World has only been completed a few times in history. Again, it involves fucking ten others, but after his first ten orgasms, he rotates one person and fucks them all again, repeating this until all ten of his penises fucks all the in the circle. With ten penises, that would be one hundred orgasms with an equal number of ejaculations within about 30 minutes. But in this case, with only eight scouts he will `only' orgasm and ejaculate sixty-four times. A typical boy showing-off on a playground, might do a triple round the world or even a quad.
If Droscun could pull this off on the stage at the World Jamboree, in front of 155,000 Boy Scouts, and thousands of cameras, with a world-wide audience of millions of viewers, it would cement his place as the successor to his father as the supreme leader.
He called the scouts around him and explained what he was going to attempt. He closed with an instruction, "When you're ready to cum, just raise your hand and an aid will collect it. Please don't waste any, your semen is precious."
In a style of practiced showmanship, he positioned the scouts in a circle around him, facing away. "Stand so you can interlock your arms with the scouts on either side of you and relax."
"Is there anything we can do to help you?" Elijah asked.
"Thanks, but not really, this is all on me, just enjoy your orgasms."
Inside the circle of scouts surrounding him, Droscun extended eight of his penises, each found the anus of a scout. They self-lubricated and easily slipped through the scouts' anuses and into their rectums. "Here we go!" Droscun said. Each penis independently began fucking the ass it was in.
Remote cameras moved all around. Miniature holographic cameras the size of a fly, flew inside and outside the circle. some stayed low enough to show each penis, fuck the scouts' asses. Some capturing the scene from above. It took about fifty of the tiny cameras to complete the hologram image, and some major computing power to receive all the feeds and stitch them together into one 3D image.
Droscun knew all about Earth boy's prostates and his penises each pummeled the prostate inside the rectum it was fucking. As the scouts indicated they were cumming, an aid came out with a collection beaker and held it to the scout's penis, collecting the semen as they ejaculated, with a camera right there, capturing the viscus fluid splattering against the side of the jar in full high definition. Each scout orgasmed twice before Droscun had his ten simultaneous orgasms.
"ONE!" the 155,000 Bonuvian scouts counted, as Droscun ejaculated ten time simultaneously.
Droscun's penises quickly withdrew and sought the rectum of the next scout in the circle. And again, and again, and again. After each round, aids brought Droscun something to drink.
"FIVE!" the 155,000 Bonuvian scouts counted after the fifth eight-penis orgasm. The scouts in the audience knew they were witnessing something special. No sixteen-year-old had ever made it any higher than Droscun was right now. He asked for an energy drink, the drain on his body was beginning to show. His movement to the next scout was slow, and his thin sperm gushed from the rectums of all eight scouts. For them, this was a blessing; it allowed their rectums and colons to relax again. For the audience it was a reason to cheer. It was visible proof that Droscun had been ejaculating.
The penises entered the next scouts and with renewed energy, he fucked them vigorously. During this round the intensity in their rectums caused each scout to cum three times.
The audience cheered their approval at the third time the aids collected their semen.
"SIX!" the 155,000 Bonuvian scouts counted after his next orgasm.
Soon, it was "SEVEN!" And the penises moved for the last time. Droscun was visibly exhausted; fifty-six orgasms can do that to a sixteen-year-old boy.
An aid brought him a Power Boost, guaranteed to give you an energy boost. It perked him up.
Knowing he needed to put on a good show for the audience, he summoned all the energy from his depleted body. Penises entered rectums and he whispered to the scouts, "Aiden, Elijah, Liam, you're light enough for me to try something. This last time, just before I cum, I'm going to pick you up about a foot off the ground." He didn't say how he was going to do that.
Droscun's felt his final set of orgasms approaching, with his penises he lifted Aiden, Elijah, and Liam. His penis well inside them. To maintain their balance, they instinctively arched their backs, their arms and legs hanging loosely, their hard penises jutting straight out from their groins. Cameras captured them as the three ejaculated simultaneously, their semen squirting every which way. Yes, wasting it, but making for a specular finish.
Droscun orgasmed for an eighth time, it wasn't a massive orgasm but enough to count as the penises exited the rectums of the five scouts standing on the stage, his sperm from the last three orgasms gushed out of their holes.
Aiden, Elijah, and Liam remained aloft held there by Droscun's penises. Aids rushed out to help lower them to the stage. They stayed with them holding them so they would not collapse in front of the audience. The scouts made a line and bowed to the audience. The Bonuvian scouts loved it. Droscun was a national hero as well as a Boy Scout hero.
The eight scouts were each fucked eight times, each scout had two hands-free orgasms each fuck, except for round six when they cummed three times. Each scout had ejaculated seventeen times. This was only possible courtesy of the shots in their testicles. All the scouts' semen was collected except for the three there at the end. The aids gathered and combined the beakers of semen. All totaled, there was more than a liter of human cum.
Tradition dictates that the collected fluids are presented to the person who did the fucking. When it was presented to Droscun, the boy told them, "Give it to my father. I honor him as the Chief Scout of Bonuvia." The audience roared with approval.
The aid replied, "There is enough for both of you."
This whole time the Supreme Leader had become Droscun's cheerleader, his constant commentary kept the audience on the edge of their seats and on the verge of spontaneous orgasms. Thousands did. Almost every boy in the audience fucked at least one other scout next to them, resulting in hundreds of thousands of orgasms. It would be determined that this was the largest group fucking event on the planet to date.
Now the Supreme Leader and his son were standing side by side, center stage. The Earth scouts in a semicircle behind them. Two clear glasses were presented to leaders. The different loads of semen showed in the glass with slightly different colors and thicknesses as they swirled together. They drank the nearly full glasses in unison for all to see. His son sharing with the Supreme Leader was a fine tribute.
He addressed the Earth scouts. He thanked them for honoring the Boy Scouts of Bonuvia, with their presence, creating their first intergalactic jamboree, and for participating in such an historic event for his son, the Chief Senior Patrol Leader.
He then walked down the line of scouts. Stopping in front of each boy, his primary penis went between their legs, and entered their rectums. He gave each boy a kiss on either cheek, then a kiss on the lips, before withdrawing his penis and moving on to the next.
Having any of the Supreme Leader's penises, enter you is a high honor, reserved for special recognitions. But to have the Supreme Leader's primary penis enter you, was like receiving the United Earth Medal of Honor.
But the Supreme Leader knew exactly what he was doing, he had planned this, knowing he would have millions of viewers. The last boy in line was Logan. After kissing him, he stopped, with his penis still in his rectum, he addressed the boy. "Your semen was most enjoyable. Thank you."
During the recognition of the Earth scouts, aids had discretely slipped the quickly fading Droscun away unnoticed. He was near collapse, and needed help to walk. He could be forgiven for that; he had just accomplished something no sixteen-year-old had ever done before.
Forgetting protocol, Logan asked the Supreme Leader, "In that whole glass, you could tell which was mine?" Mr. Maxwell braced himself for the potential blowback for this breach of decorum.
"Oh yes, each of you has a pleasant and distinct taste. Your skin and lips share a common flavor also found in your semen. You are a beautiful boy, Logan. Would you mind letting me fuck you?"
"Your penis is already in me; I really want you to fuck me sir." Logan replied.
`Great Jumping Jehoshaphat! Way to go Logan! Right answer boy. Just don't be dry, please don't be dry!' Max thought to himself.'
The supreme leader raised his primary penis, picking up the fourteen-year-old boy, bringing him chest to chest, above his ring of penises. With one hand under each thigh, partially wrapping Logan's legs around his body. Logan's smooth nude butt was spread open for all to see. He carried the boy to the front of the stage. The cameras swarmed around them and they appeared in holograms, and HD, broadcast live to homes around the world.
The Supreme Leader's primary penis slid up inside him a good thirty-five or forty inches. Then it slowly retracted. "What we are about to do would be very uncomfortable for you, but I am releasing a serum in you to relax your insides allowing you to enjoy it. We're going to put on one hell of a show tonight." When the tip returned to his rectum, Logan could feel something wet up inside him, the penis stopped just inside his anus and released more of the fluid in the anal canal. `Let's give that a few seconds to take effect.' The leader's mind projected to Logan.
"Was that your sperm?" Logan asked which everyone heard. The Leader's mind replied `No it is a substance that will allow your anus, rectum, and colon to relax and stretch, so that you can take me.'
Logan panicked, "You're not going to put all ten of your penises in me, are you?"
`Fuck Logan, don't challenge the Supreme Leader!' Mr. Maxwell shouted in his head.
`No, my young friend, just five of them, you will find it most enjoyable. You're going to be famous.'
Logan relaxed back into the Supreme Leader's strong hands and gentle grip; for some reason, he trusted the man completely.
Each time the supreme leader spoke to Logan, it wasn't through his translator it was telepathically transmitted directly into his brain. No one could hear the leader's side of the conversation, only Logan's replies.
Four more of the Supreme Leader's penises joined his primary penis, just touching the brown ring of his anus.
`Ok, here we go Logan!' The Supreme Leader's primary penis was still inside him, his other four penises standing ready, entered him. Logan felt no discomfort, his anus was relaxed and allowed the expansion as his primary and the four additional penises pressed their way up inside his rectum. One stopped and began milking his enlarged, overactive prostate, giving Logan incredible feelings and made him orgasm, squirting out a huge load of cum between their stomachs. Only the Supreme Leader and he, knew about his ejaculation, unless you could read body language as Logan thrust his hips against the Leader's stomach. The other four penises slithered into him to the depth of which the relaxing serum had been deposited.
Even with five thick penises in him, Logan's anus kept up with the size, enlarging as much as needed to accept their enlarging collective diameter. The five penises opened his anus to a four-and-a-half-inch diameter.
All of this could be seen by the audience below them and by the rest of the world by video connections.
The penis playing with Logan's prostate continued its assault on the nut-like organ. The other four penises began independently fucking him, not like the Earth boys fuck but by sliding up in him and then sliding all the way back out, leaving his anus, and then plunging back in.
Waves of pleasure coursed through Logan's body that were incredible. His muscles tensing up as his body orgasmed about every 30 seconds. For five minutes, the supreme leader fucked young Logan until at last, Logan could stand no more pleasure, and he fell into a deep sleep in the leader's arms. He paused his fucking the boy. The penises drove deep into Logan's intestines and the Supreme Leader orgasmed.
It was a flood of sperm, five penises ejaculating sperm in Logan, some of it sought deeper locations in Logan's intestines. The other five penises not in Logan's rectum were spewing sperm in no particular direction, as his penises flailed about randomly. The thinner sperm filled Logan's colon creating pressure that forced the sperm back along the penises producing it. It reached his anus and sprayed out in a shower.
The supreme Leader walked to the very edge of the stage aiming Logan's butt out towards the audience, spraying the boys in the front rows with his sperm. The audience went crazy, cheering for the Supreme Leader and Logan. They began chanting Logan's name. Logan stayed soundly asleep missing all the excitement. The penises took turns exiting Logan's rectum.
The Supreme Leader's hands went up to Logan's underarms. He held the sleeping boy up, presenting him to the audience. First, he showed his front side displaying the boy's still erect penis and the human cum all over Logan and his own stomachs. Spider webs of semen stretched between them and the audience cheered louder as the cameras move in for close-up views. He turned Logan around displaying his grossly stretched anus still leaking the Supreme Leader's cum. It ran down his legs and dripped from the boy's feet. All of this was captured in HD video and three-dimensional holographic recordings.
Mr. Maxwell was at a loss to know exactly what was happening. His escort explained, "Only once in every three to five years the Supreme Leader orgasms in a publicly event held specifically to induce ovulation. He just did for the first time at a live event. This event will trigger our females to ovulate. By evening, every citizen of Bonuvia will have seen the spectacular, immaculate cumming. By tomorrow, every non-exempt woman capable of child bearing, will be pregnant. She will be fucked by her husband, father, son, brother, nephew, cousin, son-in-law, providing they make viable sperm, guaranteeing her pregnancy.
"If a woman's family isn't available, she can go to a neighbor or friend. The unmarried and unattached women will go to a venue where they would be matched up anonymously with willing males, boys as young as nine could become fathers, who the father is, is not important. The child will be raised by the mother and her family. Girls as young as nine, can become mothers although anyone under nineteen can opt out.
"Tomorrow will be a world-wide holiday. Logan must be here for the celebrations. You must stay."
"But we have a schedule to keep, commitments on other planets."
"Give me your schedule; I will make the arrangements with them to slip your schedule. I know which worlds you plan to visit; THIS event they will understand."
Mr. Maxwell considered his options. Leave on schedule; slip the schedule; or leave Logan behind and pick him up a day or two later.
He would be castrated if he left a boy behind, so that was not an option. If he left on schedule, he would insult the entire population of a Federation planet and an important trade partner. There was only one option, he forwarded their schedule to his escort.
Mr. Maxwell made his way back to their craft to make an emergency communication to the Earth Interplanetary Relations department.
His call answered by reception, Mr. Maxwell gave the operator an emergency code. The call was forwarded to Frank Andrews on Gularia.
As the hologram formed on his desktop, he saw who it was. "Maxwell! How goes your Boy Scout Star Traveler Adventure?"
"That's what I'm calling about Sir, I've run into a little `snag'." Max explained the situation.
"Let me get this straight. Logan, one of the boys I met the other day, made the Supreme Leader of Bonuvia cum on world-wide video?"
"Yes Sir."
"Shit! That's fantastic. There's going to be a few million new babies in 6 months. This is great! Have they asked him to stay for the celebration?"
"Yes, that's why I'm calling. King Kaozuno is expecting us."
"Don't worry about King K. he's flexible, I'll talk to him. You stay if Bonuvia wants you. They are too important of a partner to risk insulting a single decision maker. You let any Bonuvian leader who wants to fuck one of the boys, have their sweet little asses. Understand?"
"I understand Sir, but only if the boy is willing." He said putting limits of the agreement.
"You know me, of course that's what I meant."
Max wasn't so sure, knowing Frank, he would want the boy coerced into having sex if it would help get a better deal. "As of now, it only looks like we'll be delayed a day."
Frank understood that Logan would become the ceremonial father of several million children. A Patron Saint like position. He would need to be there for the week of the births and attend the annual birthday celebrations each year, and a few other important days during their year. How to handle Logan was his concern. Having a fourteen-year-old boy suddenly thrust into such an important role on another planet was unprecedented. He could make him the Junior Ambassador to Bonuvia, but that would piss off the current ambassador who was very good at his position. `I know; I'll make him a special attaché to the Senior Ambassador.' This would put Logan and his immediate family in the Earth Intergalactic Ambassador Corps. He could still live on Earth, but would have to attend the special events on Bonuvia. He would need extensive diplomatic training. Although, it doesn't sound like he did such a bad job already.
The scouts left the stage nearly exhausted; they have been on the go for almost 24 hours as they jumped through various time zones on their tour. But this was an Intergalactic Jamboree now that they had arrived and were escorted to the honored guests' section of the seating. Logan was brought in later by the aids, once he had recovered his strength. The rest of the Jamboree program continued with entertainment, and other speakers, before closing with a late-night candlelight rededication ceremony.
When the jamboree program was over, the hosts and Earth scouts returned to the shuttle and were taken to the home city of the hosts not the city where they began. They landed in a city where the local time was 19:00. Each host each took their Earth scout home with them for the night. Mr. Maxwell, on the other hand, spent the night sleeping in the shuttlecraft. He didn't mind though; the pilot seat was comfortable and reclined fully. Before the boys departed, he handed out their emergency back-up capsule he carried just for scenarios like this.
Thirteen-year-old Mehut, who had been Logan's host all day couldn't believe he was now escorting the most famous person on the planet next to Droscun and the Supreme Leader, all of which he had been lucky enough to meet that day.
He had been unable to contact his parents to tell them he was bringing a friend home for the evening. When he walked in to his living room with Logan, his mother nearly fainted and needed to sit down. They had been watching the jamboree program on video and instantly recognized the now famous Logan.
The rest of Mehut's family came to the room and Mehut introduced them to Logan. "This is my family, my mom, Sharlil; my dad, Malvoir; and my brother and sister, Osnael, he's 9 and Nurcea, she's 4.
"I'm very pleased to meet you, I hope my being here isn't an imposition." Logan politely responded.
"An imposition?" Malvoir asked. "How could having one of the most famous people on the planet be anything but our honor. Welcome to our home."
Mehut asked, "So are you pregnant, Mother?"
She smiled at him and replied, "Maybe. Your father has fucked me, but I was waiting for you to get home so you could fuck me, before I let your brother or your uncle and his boys fuck me.
She held out her arms, welcoming Mehut to come and take her. He approached her and his penis rose, seeking her vagina as he arrived. It entered her and Sharlil pulled her son into an embrace. His main penis, all 115 cm (45 in) disappeared into her within a few seconds and began delivering his sperm.
Noticing Logan's surprise, at the apparent speed of his son's entry of his mother, Malvoir told Logan about female Bonuvian physiology while Mehut fucked her. "Our female's vagina can take up to a 150 cm (60 in) penis, from the opening which you can clearly see, it goes near her back and curves up and over her stomach and back down to her uterus, where the sperm is released. When the purpose is to impregnant, our body releases ten times the amount of sperm as we would for entertainment. This is Mehut's first time attempting impregnation. When his sister was conceived, he was only eight and not yet mature."
Nine-year-old Osnael, watched Mehut with his mother, like he was studying for a test. She said he was next. He's fucked plenty of times for fun. He and his brother fuck every day. He's fucked his friends from school and they likewise have fucked him. He's fucked his sister and some of her friends. But since his tenth penis sprouted several weeks ago, and he was now sexually mature, this would also be his first time attempting to impregnant. So, he wanted to do it right, and watched his brother closely to see how it went for him. This opportunity only comes along every few years, and at least three more before it happens again.
Mehut finished delivering his sperm to his mother's uterus and withdrew his penis. Sharlil turned to Osnael and again opened her arms, this time to him. "Your turn Osnael, come make me pregnant with your baby. Being nine, his primary penis had fully grown to the same length as his brother's. He had to use his hands to help it find the vaginal entrance, his penis not fully capable of accurate independent movement. But once inside her, pulled in by his mother's embrace, his penis disappeared into the depths of her vagina. Experimentally, he pulled out maybe 50 cm (20 in) then thrust it back in. He did that a couple times before he and his mother hugged each other tightly and his penis began delivered his sperm.
Logan watched politely, in his own mind he saw the night he had made love to his mother, he couldn't imagine making her pregnant.
Osnael pulled away, but in a daze, having had only his second impregnation fuck. It was much more intense than fucking for fun, and trying to impregnate his mother was more intense than fucking his Aunt earlier,
Sharlil then turned to Logan, "I know it would only be ceremonial as our species are incompatible, but would you fuck me on this special night?" How could Logan refuse. He approached her and she took his penis into her hand and directed it to her vagina pushing the glans inside. Logan's instincts took over and his hips thrust forward driving his penis fully in her.
`Just like fucking an anus.' Logan reminded himself.
She hugged him around his neck as he pushed and pulled his penis in and out of the large vagina, so large, it provided little friction on his dick. It took Logan several minutes to reach his orgasm, but still delivered an enhanced load of semen with immature sperm. "Thank you, Logan. Knowing that I was fucked by the one responsible for this pregnancy, will always be very special for me. We will name this child Ircuth, which means Child of Earth.
"I'll be going next door to visit Malvoir's brother and his two boys, now. Mehut, you should come too and fuck your Aunt Cresqi. Malvoir and Osnael have already fucked her."
"Mom, I can't leave our guest."
"Well then, bring him with you if you want."
"No, you're right mom, I'll go with you, it'll only take a few minutes.
She and Mahut took off for the house next door.
Osnael, now recovered from his experience, looked to Logan, "Would you fuck me now, or can I fuck you?"
"What if we do both?" Logan replied grinning at the barely mature boy. Logan had been wanting to try something he didn't get to do all day. He whispered in the little brother's ear. "I want to fuck you, while you fuck me."
Osnael got the biggest grin on his face, "Me and Mahut do that all the time!"
It took some creativity to come up with a comfortable position that would accomplish their goal. The location of the Bonuvian rectum, about 5 cm (2 in) below their primary penis, puts it facing the same direction as the primary penis. Osnael laid on his back in the middle of the living room, his father sitting there watching over them.
Logan stood over Osnael's hips, presenting his still relaxed anus for Osnael to access. The young inexperienced boy, full of exuberance at the very thought of fucking a Star Traveler, tried directing his primary penis to Logan's rectum. But not having mastered the control of his penis required to acquire Logan's opening, his father stepped in quickly and using his hand, guided the boy's penis to Logan's anus. Once located, it slipped in easily. Whatever the Supreme leader had secreted inside him, was apparently still having an effect. Logan lowered himself and Osnael's penis worked its way in through Logan's intestines.
As he got closer, he pressed on his penis so it pointed straight down towards the youngster's anus, and lowered himself the rest of the way. His penis pressed against the anus, he felt the release of a slippery syrup and his penis slipped inside the boy as the remainder of Osnael's penis slid inside him. Logan laid face down on the boy's legs.
"Put your feet over my shoulders. I want your whole body on top of me." Logan moved his legs, resting them on the boy's chest with his feet hanging over the shorter boy's shoulders.
"Is this ok? Everything good?" Logan asked Osnael
"I love you." The young boy replied.
"Logan, do you have room for in there me?" the father asked.
"Yes sir. There's plenty of room. Fuck me Sir, PLEASE!"
Straddling the two boys where they were connected, he directed his primary penis to slide in next to Osnael's penis in the still loose opening of Logan's anus. He squatted over both boys as his penis continued into Logan's colon, even past the depth the Supreme leader had accomplished. All 150 cm (60 in) of his primary penis made it inside Logan. He rested on his knees; his waist area pressed against Logan's bottom.
Malvoir utilized another of his penises to move between Logan's legs, circumvented his scrotum, and moved alongside of Logan's penis, joining him in fucking his youngest son's ass. Logan had never participated in a double fucking, and cummed almost immediately.
As the center of a sandwich, Logan's movements fucked the boy beneath him and moved his ass partially along the two penises in his anus, not that they needed his help, they were fucking him enthusiastically. Malvoir wiggled the tip of his penis tickling Logan internally. Logan blasted the boy beneath him with another 8 ropes of cum.
Mahut returned after fucking his aunt, his mother still getting it from her nephews. His deposit in his aunt was the sixth of the night, but there was still a chance that it would be his sperm that would be the one.
He walked back into the living room to find Osnael and Logan fucking each other and his father fucking them both. Then Malvoir began to roar, loud, guttural sounds. Mehut had only heard him like that once before, when he was eight, and his father was fucking his mother, conceiving his sister.
From the bottom of the pile Osnael roared, more nasally sounding and several octaves higher than his father. His body didn't understand this was a for-fun fuck, and it tried to impregnant Logan by filling him with a 10x load of sperm.
Logan opened his mouth and a similar guttural sound escaped his lungs, a couple octaves below Osnael, but higher than Malvoir. "Aaaaa-rrrrrrr-ooooooo-hhhhhh" Logan orgasmed in the young boy's body for the fourth time. The boys' father reached his climax; fortunately, he only ejaculated a normal amount, from his two active penises and began retracting them.
Logan felt Malvoir's penis pulling out of his son's ass as it rubbed along his penis still inside the boy's hole, he was soooo horny and so hyped up on whatever was injected into his testicles this morning that eight more ropes of cum screamed out of his penis. The father's penises exiting Logan's rectum extended his orgasm, producing a back-to-back orgasm, another eight pulses of semen.
The father and son's sperm ran out his stretched-out anus, the feeling of sperm running down his scrotum continued his orgasm. "Oh FUCK !!!" he yelled as another eight times his semen tore from his body and into the little boy. Then it was over almost as quickly as it began. Seven times he had ejaculated into the small boy. He still had Osnael's penis in him, but he stayed where he was on top unable to move.
Eventually, he lifted his weight off the small boy and withdrew his penis from him, then crawled away down his legs, pulling Osnael's penis from his intestines. He turned around and crawled back over his chest so he could look at the boy's young face. "Are you alright?" He asked the small form as he looked into his eyes and stroked his cheek. They opened slowly, a smile formed on his lips, "Oh, shit that was good. If you wanna stay right there, I can fuck you again."
The combined sperm continued leaking out of Logan, but at least he was given a towel to absorb it.
Nothing, not one of Logan's fifty-four separate pulses of semen leaked from Osnael, his body greedily absorbing the fluids.
Logan was exhausted. His internal clock was telling him it was 08:00 the next morning, but in this time zone, it was 23:00 yesterday. No matter what time it was Logan was ready to sleep having been up over 24 hours. He and Mahut shared a bed for the night, but of course had to replicate the dual fucking Logan and Osnael had performed. Basking in the afterglow of yet another fantastic fuck and two more orgasms, he lay there, trying to count how many orgasms he'd had today. Counting in his head, `One with Sharlil, seven with Osnael, and two with Mahut, just now. Seventeen during the round the world fuck. Another eleven while the Supreme Leader fucked him. Numerous times in the three downtown jamboree centers while a thousand penises probed his anus, so maybe twelve times. At the wildlife park, I can't remember exactly, let's say twelve to fourteen, there were so many of those cute furry animals. Six or was it seven at the Historic area. Five inside the castle. Then there were all the ones during transportation, maybe another ten or so. No, more than that, I orgasmed six times just on the way to the boat ride, let's just say twenty. Oh, and once when he first met his host. That's. . . Holy, fuck! Ninety-five times. Each ejaculation was twice what I usually produce, so the equivalent of 190 ejaculations, 15 cc (1 Tbsp) each time is . . . .' His eyes were closed, his penis hard, and he fell asleep. His did not dream.
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He awoke after it was light, His internal clock was all messed up, his universal translator told him it was 14:00 GMT, but wasn't sure that even mattered. He couldn't recognize what he smelled, but something told him it was breakfast. He made his way to the toilet on the wall, he sat awkwardly in it and released a gusher of leftover sperm mixed with his poop. "Oh, that feels nice," he thought, `At least I won't be constipated on this trip.' He stood, turned around and pissed.
As Sharlil was calling for the children to come to breakfast, there was a knock at the door, Logan was the only one who appeared to hear it, so he answered it. There stood Droscun, the son of the Supreme Leader. "You ready? I'm here to take you to the celebration."
"But I haven't had breakfast yet."
"There will be plenty of food at the palace."
"But my host's mother has been up all morning making breakfast for us. It wouldn't be polite to leave without eating."
"I'm sorry, how disrespectful of me. You are correct, of course, thank you for reminding me."
"Logan, breakfast," she called.
"I like the way you talk with me Logan; you treat me like a real person. Sometimes I get tired of my fucking entourage telling me what they think I want to hear, not what I sometimes need to hear. Can you see if I may join you for breakfast? But don't tell them it's me."
"Sure, come on in." Droscun followed Logan towards the kitchen but hung back, he didn't want to be seen. "One of my friends is here, is there enough for him to eat with us? I'm sorry for the short notice."
"Of course, Logan there's always room for one more." Logan waved for Droscun to enter.
Droscun slowly entered the kitchen. Osnael was looking their way when he entered and recognized him immediately. His mouth hung open, but said nothing.
"Well, are you going to introduce your friend or do we have to guess his name," she asked not looking up from her task of setting the table."
"Uh Mom, you're not going to need to guess," Osnael stated.
"What do you mean Honey?"
"You already know his name."
"Who," she asked looking up at the entrance to the kitchen.
"Droscun?" she dropped the remaining utensils in her hand. "In my house? For breakfast?"
"Yes ma'am, but only if it's not a problem." She picked up the utensils, wiped them with a cloth, and placed them on the table.
"Yes, of course, no problem. Sit," she ordered the Supreme Leader's son. Then realized she'd given an order to probably the next Supreme Leader. "Oh, my goodness, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to. . ."
He reached over placing his hand on one cheek while giving her a kiss on the other. "No need to be sorry mother," he sat obediently and enjoyed a home cooked breakfast, while his driver and several aids waited outside.
After finishing, he stood and politely told his hosts that he, and Logan, really needed to be on their way. The world's celebration can't even start without Logan. The boys headed for the door, but Droscun stopped, saying, "Thank-you for the wonderful meal," and he was being sincere, not just polite.
Before Logan left, he pulled out a scout knife to give to Mahut. But first Mahut ran to his room retrieving the one he was supposed to give Logan and they exchanged. He figured he would give the other to Droscun, then changed his mind and gave it to Osnael. He got a kiss and a hug in return, more than enough. The hug reminded him of the way Robbie hugs him.
Droscun fucked Logan in the back of their transport on the way to the palace. It was going to be another fun day. When Logan and Droscun arrived, the celebration could begin, and only a few minutes late. Droscun's excuse, "We couldn't be rude." His father looked at the two of them, knowing he was missing something. But they had a celebration to put on. With Droscun on his left, and the Supreme Leader on his right, Logan joined hands with them. They raised their arms and ran out onto the stage. After the locally broadcast ceremony, a reception was held for the local civic leaders and VIPs. That was where the scouts got to enjoy fucking and being fucked. The officials were limited to fucking them with only one penis, and only to the depth of their rectums, there simply wasn't enough time. Each official got to taste the boys as well. When one of the scouts would ejaculate, he would direct his semen into a stemmed glassware. This would then be shared among the important guests. At each city they visited, gifts were presented to each of the Earth scouts, usually on behalf of the local boy scout council. Their shoulder bags overflowed.
Their prostates didn't let them down, they kept up with the increased demand for semen, Mr. Maxwell's injections helping the boys making friends for Earth and the Federation.
The same thing happened in every city they visited, a celebration, a reception with fucking, and a flight to the next city. They didn't have another meal all day, just snacked on reception food. The Supreme Leader, Droscun, Logan and the rest of the scouts, Mr. Maxwell, and the ever-present entourage, circled the planet for a second time stopping at all the major cities to lead the celebration activities.
Their schedule, now postponed a full 24 hours, as the aid was successful in rescheduling the next two planets they were to visit. Before leaving the planet, Max was presented with two memory devices, both contained compilations of the jamboree show and the celebration tour the next day. Max wasn't sure what to do with them, Earth certainly wasn't ready to see it. If nothing else, Max would have masturbation fodder for years to come. But it would only be right to give the boys copies.
That night, they departed (at 07:00 GMT on day 7, according to their translators) for the Kraigsem planetary system, 8 light years from Bonuvia. They would spend the next 48 hours at warp factor 8.9.
After reaching the ship, Jackson was told to take them out of orbit, which he did again under manual control, but then he stopped. "Care to share with the rest of the group why we've stopped and aren't at warp?"
"Sure, we're 24 hours late departing orbit. Bonuvia isn't in the same location it was yesterday and neither is Kaozuno. A new course needs to be plotted taking into consideration any meteors or space junk that needs to be avoided, which only the warp computer can do. You wouldn't want to hit some random rock going that fast, would you? There wouldn't be much left of us."
"Very good, Jackson. Excellent explanation. Let me know when we have a new course."
"Aye sir, it'll take a couple minutes, the Star Traveler has a smaller computer."
Finally, "New course plotted and laid in, sir."
"Then jump on the wind's back, and away we go."
"Is that another Peter Pan reference sir?"
Why yes, Jackson. Yes, it is."
"Make it so, Number One," he said repeating his order, but calling Jackson a name usually reserved for the ship's First Officer.
The ship responded to the warp engines being back on line and leapt towards Kaozuno.
The boys stayed up another couple of hours, winding down from a hectic two days, as they started to crash after being up 19 or 20 hours with little sleep the previous night. Mr. Maxwell ordered everyone to bed. "See you in two days gentlemen, have a nice nap. This time, when they went to their quarters, they secured their doors.
Mr. Maxwell changed their room environments to `induced sleep' and set a timer for 46 hours. Within minutes the boys were in a deep sleep.
Max made the same settings for his own sleeping quarters too, but set the timer for 24 hours after which he would recheck the ship, then reset the environment for another 21 hours.
"Lights off." He commanded the ship. And it got dark, only the controls panels providing any light.
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Back on Earth: When Linda Kelsey received word her son's return had been delayed, she immediately contacted her builder, giving him another day to complete their new home. But would they need it? It appeared assembly was ahead of schedule.
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After 24 hours of deep sleep, Max awoke as the `induced sleep' atmosphere cleared from his cabin. He went to the bridge to check on the ship, all functions were normal. The long-range scans were clear, there was nothing out of the ordinary. He checked their course, and everything was good, and he reset the `induced sleep' function for his quarters. He would awake again in 21 hours, three hours before they would arrive at Kaozuno, and an hour before the boys.
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End of Chapter 11
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