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June 9 – 13, 2342
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The field across from the Kelsey house worked very well last month so it was arranged for Mr. Maxwell to land there to pick them up again. The scouts, parents, brothers and sisters, grandparents, their scoutmaster, and a few other well-wishers, gathered at the open field well before the 14:00 departure. The flight was an hour and twenty minutes, so with the time change, they would be landing at 20:20 GMT at the Buck Rogers Star Traveler Training Center. They would be on GMT throughout their adventure.
Mr. Maxwell, being a bit of a showman, did a slow flyover, pulled it into a vertical climb, and accelerated through Mach 1, producing a spectacular vapor cone as he broke the sound barrier going straight up, right above them. He circled around, hovered above them and the 1980s space shuttle-shaped ship came straight down for a traditional landing.
Moms and Dads were excited for the boys. It took a half-hour for every parent to thank Mr. Maxwell for taking such good care of them for the past three months and for taking their boys on this adventure and making them wealthy in the process. He was wearing his captain's uniform, and the scouts were wearing their crew uniforms. The parents demanded they pose of a crew image. That took another 15 minutes as each of the families posed with their child next to the ship, even though this wasn't the ship that would take them into space.
Mr. Maxwell reminded everyone, that presently, the adventure was going to last thirteen days and they would return to earth on June 25.
Finally, the scouts boarded, and before Mr. Maxwell could take off, they had removed their uniforms. Max told them they would need them later for official promotional images.
As soon as the ship was out of sight Linda spoke to the group. "Hey everyone, I didn't want to say anything before Aiden departed, this is a surprise for him, but we have already taken steps to replace our house. That little two-bedroom house across the street, will be gone tomorrow and assembly will commence on our new house. It's one of those rapid-build homes, the pieces are already built and will arrive by truck for assembly starting on Thursday. It's going to be wonderful. If you're considering an upgrade, keep an eye on this place for the next ten days. We should be moving in starting on the 23rd. If all goes well, we'll host a welcome home celebration for the Star Travelers on Saturday the 27th."
This was shocking news to Robbie. Not only was he losing his brother for two weeks, but was losing the home he had just moved into. He didn't need any more tribulation in his life right now.
Several parents came to them and asked for details and prices, she told them she would send out a link to their design and she explained the base cost was 168,600 credits, but they got a discount to 150,000 for allowing an experimental assembly method. "Plus, we bought most of the recommended furniture and that was an extra 4,400 credits."
"You spent forty-four hundred on furniture?"
"Yeah, well, furniture, appliances, all new electrical, and accessories. But wait until you see it, and what else do we have to spend it on?"
At 15:00 a GTU-30C backed down their driveway while everyone was still gathered across the street.
"Damn, you aren't kidding around, are you?"
The Kelsey's leaving broke up the gathering and they went back to their little house for the last time.
Mom and Dad were already packed, and Dad helped Robbie get started packing up what he arrived with a couple weeks ago, plus what his mother bought him last week. While Robbie worked on his stuff, Jason packed Aiden's belongings into large boxes provided by the storage company.
The packers started in the EASS, giving the Kelsey's time to finish inside. They were leaving behind all the furniture and only taking a few items not included in the deluxe furnishing package. They took soap, shampoo, the boys' Astroglide, you know personal stuff and mementos.
The packers understood their directions and only packed personal items, most framed items were secured, as were the posters in the boys' room.
Things they would need over the next couple weeks went with them, everything else went into boxes. If there was any question, don't ask, just pack it.
The movers announced they were ready to leave and the family made one last pass through the house and EASS to see if anything was forgotten. They waved to the movers indicating they could go.
There was a minute of melancholy as they looked about the house without the personal items that made it their home for more than ten years and Jason's home since he was born and back to his great grandparents. Back to the beginning of the Great Freeze. Mom was sad for Aiden, that he didn't have this chance to say good bye to the only home he'd ever known. But as the same time, knew he would be overjoyed with the new house that he helped design, and he would help convert to a new home. While loving the new pool and enjoying all the other amenities that were to be installed.
The charitable re-home-it store arrived at 19:00 to no one home and an unlocked house, which was their cue to take whatever they wanted of what was left. Whatever they left would be cleared by the demolition team, at 08:00 tomorrow.
The trip to the Buck Rogers Star Traveler Training Center was without any detours this month, but it was still 8,750 km (5,440 mi) away, the Fuck Club took advantage of the hour and twenty minutes it would take to arrive.
They arrived at 21:05 GMT, forty-five minutes late, not that it mattered. They stopped in the photo studio in the main building for their official crew photos in their Star Traveler uniforms. Then retook the same photos wearing what they would wear in space. They walked a few hundred meters (yards) across the open lawn area, and entered Quarantine Building #3 one of several identical buildings in that area. This would be their home for the next three days until they boarded the OSS Shuttle identical to the one that brought the Gnahistea scouts to the campout.
Max introduced the additional staff member who would be quarantined with them. His name was Lars, he was 17 and he worked part time at the Kirk Training Center. Now that school was out, he was working full-time for the summer between year-eleven and year-twelve in school.
The boys, of course knew exactly who Lars was. He was the young man who gave them their reproductive exam and masturbated them and measured their buttholes, all in the name of their adventure. They were very pleased to see that it was him that would be quarantined with them.
Their bodies believed it was about 16:30, but GMT it was about 21:30 with the time change.
"Our universal translators are now set to GMT and we will stay on that time throughout your trip. We'll ease your body clock into the new time zone a couple hours a day. Breakfast tomorrow is at 11:00. So, try and get to sleep before 03:00. Do whatever you need to do to make yourself sleepy. Swim laps in the pool if you must. Your first session with Intergalactic Relations is at 12:00 and you need to be able to pay attention. What these people are going to teach you, could save you from being executed for a breach of protocol." That got the boy's attention. Max may have over-exaggerated slightly.
Lars, as the cook for the group, would handle their medication each morning until the last morning when he would issue their final bottles for the trip. Their duffel bags with their space suit and helmet would also be loaded in the Star Traveler for them as it was prepared for departure.
The boys split into two groups knowing there were two bedrooms, with two large beds in each. They paired up, at least for tonight and stowed the only item they were allowed to bring, their PCIA. They were allowed to call their families from quarantine, but would leave them in the center as they didn't work out in space. They were now also free from their Auto-plugs and had gladly left them at home. The three big brothers gave theirs to their younger brothers so they could maintain the ability to take a size-four penis while they were gone.
With five and a half hours until bedtime, they started in the pool playing water volley ball for a couple hours and stopped when Lars announced a light dinner was ready.
Lars had made them burgers and fries with Cokes for dinner.
With food in their bellies, they decided to try sex for a while to make them sleepy. The bedrooms were too small for an orgy, so they moved into the living room. One of the boys called up a porno movie on his PCIA, and cast it to the entertainment wall. It was one they were all familiar with, it had boys just like themselves, dressed like they were, in a similar setting, doing exactly what they were going to do.
Lars made the boys some dessert and would serve it at 02:15.
Max sat at a table pouring over paperwork, that he never looked at, he watched the boys fucking on the floor in front of him.
Lars finally interrupted the fuck fest to announce that dessert was ready, and was available in the kitchen, whenever they were ready. Boys are always ready to eat and could smell the delicious cookies baking. Following their next orgasm, they proceeded to the kitchen for warm chocolate chip cookies, with a glass of milk. As the boys polished off the cookies and downed the last of their milk, Lars could guarantee they would be asleep by 02:45. The sedative he dissolved in their milk, would make sure of it, and they would sleep a solid eight hours.
The boys went back to the living room and resumed the movie, they got in another round of fucking, before they began feeling tired and sleepy. They said their good nights and went to bed.
The boys were awakened at 10:30 for showers and breakfast, their bodies on their way to resetting to the GMT time zone.
At 12:00 they had their first session with Intergalactic Relations. `Chris' was going to explain about meeting planetary leaders. The meetings were on the entertainment wall and were video and audio. They positioned themselves on the furniture and the floor in front of the camera, so everyone could see the screen and be seen by the camera. When Chris joined the meeting not one boy flinched when a nude woman appeared standing in front of them, their training had done well making them comfortable with other people's nudity.
Chris complemented the group for being a fine-looking group of young men with beautiful penises. She was testing them to see if anyone reacted to the sexual inuendo. Not one boy reacted with more than a smile at the complement.
She began her session using lecture and role playing, keeping the session interactive and keeping the boys engaged.
Because of the age range they were working with, thirteen to fifteen, the training sessions were held to 1 or 1½ hours each, with breaks for swimming, video games, meals, or sex between sessions.
There were two more (boring) presentations, one before dinner and one after.
Tonight, there were to be in bed by 01:00, and Lars' banana splits made sure they slept well.
Wednesday morning, 08:00 the demolition was set to begin. Knowing that Aiden would want to see it, the Kelseys went out to their house to record the event. A very large piece of equipment was being positioned as they arrived. All three began recording and they spread out to capture the action from three different vantage points.
The `annihilator', as the men called it, inched towards the house until the heavy blade contacted the side wall. It seemed to pause there as if waiting for a last second stay of execution, then the heavy steel tracks of the annihilator inched forward.
The house was no match for the annihilator, it shuttered momentarily, then the wall collapsed bringing down the roof. The annihilator marched on, climbing on top of the collapsed roof and further breaking apart the structure. The blade caught the front wall and it buckled inward, adding to the rubble that was, for years, their bedrooms. The evil destroyer continued towards the living room and kitchen, nothing could have stopped it and the house was quickly flattened under the weight of the infernal machine.
The driver made a couple more passes over the debris field, stopping at times and swiveling the beast in place to break up what was under it. Five minutes was all it took to destroy the structure.
The beast lowered its blade into the scoop position and began picking up what he had just destroyed, loading it into a truck. Fifteen minutes and there was little evidence that a house ever existed.
The dump truck hauled the house away.
With the area of the new house leveled and compacted by a giant roller, a new crew moved in forming the outer perimeter of the new house with 15 cm (6 in) walls. There were several plasticrete trucks waiting. Plasticrete is the new replacement material for concrete, a 100% recycled material that totally cleaned up the plastic pollution problem. Anything even remotely a plastic material, can be recycled into this building material. There was no plumbing or anything that needed to be laid before the foundation was poured, all of that went on top, but under the floor, all part of the pre-fabricated panels that make up the house.
A few minutes of watching plasticrete being poured and the Kelseys opted for breakfast. They would come back tomorrow. The excitement was over for the day.
Breakfast was at 09:00 Thursday, and more presentations on Intergalactic Relations. They totaled 4.5 hours of screen time. Boredom began setting in Thursday evening. This wasn't Mr. Maxwell's first rodeo, and knew he had to keep them engaged. Since he had already informed Aiden about the drugs in the capsules, he figured that after dinner was a good time to have the whole `Top-Secret' conversation and officially `read them into the program'.
That did the trick, they listened intently and soaked up all the information. They asked questions. They wanted to know what the penalty was for treason. Max had Aiden answer that. They asked if that could have some extra capsules for when they went home. Max, as the boys were now allowed to call him, made no promises, but didn't say no either.
Aiden admitted what he had done with his father and using half a capsule in his orange juice. Max was very interested as the drug had not been tested in that manner. The boys were more interested in how his dad's dick felt. Was it more like the Kaozuno penises or more like the Gnahistea penis?
"It was more like the Gnahistea penises, but much easier to mount. But there was more to it than that. It's hard to explain. Dad's a size-three erect, but I wanted HIS penis in me, because it was my DAD's. When I first climbed on it, and it went inside me, it was the greatest feeling ever. I laid on his chest and just knowing that it was HIS penis in me, all the way in me, that was more than I really hoped for. It felt better than any other dick that's ever been in my ass.
"But then Dad started making love to me, I was on fire! He was so caring and gentle with me. I can't describe how much I loved him in that moment.
"Dad wanted to make love to me properly, not in the living room on the couch, so with his dick still in me, he carried me to my bedroom and made love to me on my own bed."
"How many times did you cum?"
"Four, I think, there was a lot. He cummed in me three times, but he's old and takes time between orgasms."
"Hey! Your dad is only 39 Aiden, that's not old," Max pointed out.
"Yeah, says another even older, old guy," Logan quipped back.
"Just how old do you think I am?"
"Oh, like 50 or something."
"Oh, come on, I'm not THAT old, try again."
Fortunately, Lars rescued Max with a call for the evening snack. Lars' brownies were timed so they would have the boys in bed and asleep by 11:00. They were well on their way to acclimating to the GMT time zone that would be used throughout their adventure regardless of how light or dark it was on the current planet.
The Kelseys arrived at their property a little after 08:00 and a small army of men were busy working on the plasticrete foundation, removing the frames and putting in the wall anchors. As soon as a portion was ready, two large cranes picked up walls of the house off flat-bed trucks, hoisting them into the air and setting them down on the floor anchors. They started with the front left corner. Final alignments were made and the automated bolts engaged. The two walls that formed the corner of the house came together as the bolts between them tightened. Where there had been a 30 mm (1.2 in) gap moments before, there was now a perfect seam invisible without a magnifying glass. Unseen to those watching from the outside the floor anchors then engaged securing those wall sections to the foundation. The cranes were released and they went back for the next two wall pieces.
All three Kelseys were again recording this process for Aiden. The next adjacent wall was lowered into place, the bolts engaged, and the two pieces became one. The next piece of wall to the right was already waiting to be lowered into position. They watched and recorded the process as the entire front of the building was completed.
There were small details missing, the railings around the patios off the four front bedrooms, for instance, but the foreman told the Kelseys, details like that would be added later. This process would continue until three sides were up, then they would begin installing the interior floors and walls. Next would be the ceilings of the bedrooms and the floor of the second story portion of the house. That would take the rest of the day, then be repeated tomorrow, and the next day. The back of the house would be added just before the roof was installed.
While they stood there talking, a backhoe showed up and was moved into place to dig the hole for the pool.
The foreman also told them the automated bolt system was working better than expected and if they continued working, they would beat their estimated completion date.
Surprisingly, it was nearly noon already and the Kelseys went to brunch.
Linda got a call from Robbie's adult leader from his Star Traveler crew. He had been informed that Robbie had moved, and needed to know where to pick him up for his third training weekend. Linda expressed surprise telling him they would bring Robbie to where the other boys were. "Nonsense, I nearly fly over your town, I'll just stop and pick him up on the way. I'll be there about 15:20 to pick him up. Is the same field Max told me about ok for pickup?"
It was better than ok; he had just saved Mr. and Ms. Kelsey an hour in the UTS.
Breakfast was at 07:30. Blood was drawn for final testing immediately after breakfast and their final bottle of capsules was handed out. The boys were also given a bottle of water and another tube of Biolove Naturalub Gel to put in their Star Traveler shoulder bag. They were informed they should also take the tube in their bedside tables as well and that an additional supply was onboard the Star Traveler in the supply cabinet.
They were each issued five Boy Scouts of Earth knives to be used as goodwill gifts for the hosts. Each boy could give away one knife on each planet.
Mr. Maxwell was also issued individually wrapped capsules that he would carry with him whenever they were off the ship. Because each capsule was custom blended, each wrapper had the boy's name printed on it. These were in case the boys would unexpectedly spend the night away from the ship.
Mr. Maxwell told the boys that the next speaker was from the Navigation Department. "I must warn you, his speaking style isn't very interesting and he hardly ever varies his monotonous speaking tone, so try and stay awake." Max started as he turned on the video system and a man with a pencil behind his ear appeared. "This is the Star Traveler head navigator, Greg Neely," Max said. "Please give him your full attention" Max then passed out copies of what was to be presented.
"Good morning gentlemen. This is your custom schedule for your Star Adventure. I have already forwarded a copy of this to your parents so they can keep track of where you are.
"All times on the schedule are GMT."
Greg then proceeded to read the entire sheet of information word-for-word. Not adding or subtracting any details.
(Day 1) Travel Day.
Depart Earth via OSS shuttle at 06:15, Arrive Star Traveler 3 06:30, Depart OSS at 07:00 travel 4.35 light years at warp factor 8.9 for 25.7 hours to the Rigel Kentaurus planetary system.
(Day 2) Germomia, Rigel Kentaurus planetary system.
Arrive Germomia orbit at 08:42. Via Star Traveler 3 shuttle, depart for the planet surface at 09:15.
Depart Germomia via Star Traveler 3 shuttle at 21:30. Depart Rigel Kentaurus at 22:00, travel .2 light years at warp factor 5, for 8.2 hours to the Vlodwolf planetary system.
(Day 3) Gulara, Vlodwolf planetary system.
Arrive Gulara orbit 06:12. Via Gularian shuttle, depart for the planet surface at 07:00.
Depart Gulara via Gularian shuttle at 21:45. Depart Vlodwolf at 22:00, travel 3.6 light years at warp factor 8 for 32 hours to the Azram planetary system.
(Day 4) Travel Day at warp 8.
(Day 5) Bonuvia, Azram planetary system.
Arrive Bonuvia orbit at 06:00. Via Bonuvia shuttle, depart for the planet surface at 08:30.
(Day 6) Depart Bonuvia via Bonuvia shuttle at 07:00. Depart Azram planetary system at 07:30, travel 8 light years at warp factor 8.9 for 48 hours to the Kraigsem planetary system.
(Day 7) Travel Day at warp factor 8.9
(Day 8) Kaozuno, Kraigsem planetary system.
Arrival Kaozuno orbit at 07:30. Via King Kaozuno's personal shuttle (KK1), depart for the planet surface at 08:00.
Depart Kaozuno via KK1 at 21:45. Depart Kraigsem planetary system at 22:00, travel 3.6 light years at warp factor 8 for 32 hours to the Omopoleia planetary system.
(Day 9) Travel Day at warp factor 8.
(Day 10) Osmacia, Omopoleia planetary system.
Arrival Osmacia orbit at 06:00. Via Star Traveler 3 shuttle, depart for the planet surface at 07:00.
Depart Osmacia via Star Traveler 3 shuttle at 21:40. Depart Omopoleia planetary system at 22:00, travel 10.8 light years at warp factor 8.9 for 67 hours to the Earth.
(Day 11) Travel Day at warp factor 8.9
(Day 12) Travel Day at warp factor 8.9
(Day 13) Earth, Solar Planetary system.
Arrive Earth Orbital Space Station at 17:00. Depart OSS via OSS shuttle at 17:20 for the Buck Rogers Training Center. STS shuttle returns you home after clearing Earth arrival processes.
"Any questions boys?"
Logan raised his hand and was acknowledged, "Days 6 & 7, and days 11–13, are mostly travel days, what do we do on board those days?"
"Oh, that's easy, the windows will need cleaning, and the decks will need scrubbing, both times, you'd be surprised how dirty a ship can get. Then, when you're done inside, you'll go out in your suits and scrub the hull."
"Wait a minute, you can't go outside a ship at warp speed, we'd get ripped apart." Logan complained.
The presenter was smiling broadly at the complaint, "I'm just kidding, young man. You will be resting those days, specifically you will be in a state of induced sleep. The atmosphere in your quarters will be modified to allow you to slip into deep sleep. You won't have to get up to pee or eat. You'll wake up a little hungry and need to pee, but you will be fully rested and ready to go after visiting a toilet and eating breakfast.
Another hand was raised. "Day 5 and Day 6 says we leave at 0600 and don't return until the next day at 0700. Are we spending the night somewhere?"
"Nice catch young man. But no, your tour of Bonuvia will be always moving westward following the sun as you visit several places that encompass the planet. So, you will always be in the daylight until you reach your last destination where darkness will catch up with you. You will experience a very long day, but you get to sleep for the next two days. And please remember these times are all GMT, not local times.
"Anything else?" he asked. Getting no more inquiries, "Gentlemen, thank you for your attention. I wish you fair winds and calm seas." Another ancient reference to when people traveled in sailing ships across the oceans. The video connection was closed.
Mr. Maxwell then provided some insight on what it was like on long trips at warp 8.9 going from one planet to another.
Since they moved into the quarantine house Tuesday evening, on various breaks, the boys have played the game Jackson found, Star Traveler Navigator, a Star Traveler developed video game, it was designed to reaffirm the training they had in the simulator. Friday afternoon was no different and Jackson was kickin' ass at the game again racking up new high scores, never once making a mistake.
The remaining Kelseys, stopped by the new house Friday afternoon giving them an hour before Robbie's leader was scheduled to pick him up. Three sides were complete and interior walls, ceilings and the upper floors were being installed. They recorded some more video of that process for Aiden.
"Bye baby, have a good weekend. And give our love to Aiden if you get to see him." Linda told Robbie as she kissed his cheek as he boarded the STS before proceeding to pick up the rest of his crew in Atlanta, then fly on to the Buck Rogers Star Traveler Training Center.
At 22:00 Aiden got a call on his PCIA, it was his brother Robbie. Robbie had just arrived for his training weekend and was outside the front window. Aiden got to see his brother and talk with him, even though there were double panes of glass between them and they had to use their PCIA to hear each other.
Robbie was very good and didn't let on that much of anything was going on at home. He joked with Aiden telling him it was nice that he had a bedroom to himself. That was true, the hotel suite they were in had two separate bedrooms.
They talked that way for almost an hour before Robbie needed to catch up with his crew. Robbie promised he would be there tomorrow to see him off.
Lars was up early and made only a light breakfast. some boys, on their first time in space, get motion or space sickness, so no need to push their luck with a full meal, they can always get a supplement on board.
Lars woke the boys at 05:45 in time to get a shower, pack their lube, capsules, water, toothbrushes, and host gifts in their shoulder bags. Then eat the light breakfast he had prepared. They all heard the OSS Shuttle land just outside their front door.
"There are bags on the table with your names. Leave your PCIAs and your uniforms in your bag on the dining table, I'll store them and have them ready for you when you get back."
The seal on the front door was released and the boys moved out and ducked quickly into the shuttle, but not before waving at Robbie who was standing a short distance away, respecting the quarantine distance despite an overwhelming desire to run into his brother's arms. "I love you, Robbie!" Aiden called out.
"Love you too, Aiden, Mom and Dad do too."
Max informed the space station, "The Boy Scout Star Traveler Adventure crew is ready for Rogers Training Center departure to Star Traveler 3 docking port."
"Roger. Enjoy the ride, Star Travelers." The engines started. "Launch in 3, 2, 1, launch."
The shuttle lifted off and Robbie was outside the ship waving the whole time with tears in his eyes. He really, really wanted that hug, he was feeling a little scared, call it a premonition, that he would never see Aiden again. Aiden was able to see Robbie one last time as the ship's attitude changed, and the window he was near faced the Earth. He could just make out Robbie still waving.
This flight was their first time outside the atmosphere and into micro gravity. The shuttle automatically approached Star Traveler 3, not docked at the station, but `parked' about 50 km away. The shuttle aligned to the docking port and the two ships connected.
When the connecting doors on both ships were opened the boys floated from the shuttle into Star Traveler 3. "Get control of the duffle bags, it doesn't matter whose, just grab one and I'll activate the artificial gravity. With boys floating all over the bridge, the gravity slowly came up and boys and bags, settled to the floor.
"Let's get those suits hung up in the air lock, store your shoulder bags in your quarters, and we can get out of here. With the doors closed the OSS Shuttle undocked and went on to its next task.
For departure from the spaceport, Max knew all the boys would want to watch every moment, and invited them to find seats on the bridge. Everyone took a position on the outer periphery. "Not there Jackson, you're here," he said standing next to the pilot's station.
Jackson knew he had done well on the video game, and figured this was the reward, sitting in the pilot's chair while Max piloted them out. If he was lucky, he might get to push a couple of buttons.
Max Maxwell is the Star Traveler pilot/navigator as well as the captain, but when he walked away and sat in the captain's chair, Jackson felt a chill run down his spine.
Then he heard the command, "Helm at station keeping."
`Is Max talking to me?' Jackson thought to himself.
The command was repeated, "Helm at station keeping."
`Oh Fuck, he IS talking to me.' "Station keeping, aye, sir!"
"And what's the first thing we do before taking off?"
"Release the inertial dampeners!" everyone replied. This was a joke related to an old Star Trek movie when Sulu was taking out a new Enterprise for the first time. He had forgotten to disengage the inertial dampeners and they couldn't go to warp.
Jackson pressed an inactive button. "Ready sir, dampeners released," he said continuing the joke.
"Ask the station for permission to leave."
"Star Traveler 3 requesting permission to depart." Jackson said into the radio."
"Max is that you? You sound funny."
Max replied, "My ship, but that wasn't me asking, just one of my boys, name's Jackson."
"Ok Jackson," the speaker squawked, "permission to depart granted. You have no traffic. Bon Voyage"
"1/10 impulse power, Jackson. Take us 100,000 km away from the station." Max ordered.
"Which way sir?" Jackson asked.
"Doesn't matter. Just don't hit anything." He said smiling.
For a minute Jackson was flying the ship under manual control. "100,000 km, sir."
"You ready, Jackson?"
"Aye Sir, warp engine is on-line. Course is plotted and laid in." Jackson efficiently replied.
"Make for Warp factor 3, Jackson. Take us to Rigel Kentaurus, second star to the right and straight on until morning. Max said, quoting from Peter Pan, an ancient children's tale. What was truly funny, was that Rigel Kentaurus, in its current orientation, is the second star on the right in Alpha Centauri three-star system.
Without hesitation, Jackson engaged the warp engine. Minutes later he informed Captain Maxwell. "Warp factor 3, sir."
"Everything sounding good?" he asked Jackson's opinion. Jackson had his hands on the console and could feel the smooth hum of the engines. There were no unusual vibrations as the simulator had demonstrated.
"Aye Sir, she's purring like a kitten. Ready for maximum warp."
"Make speed, warp factor 8.9!"
It took another ten minutes to reach maximum speed and Jackson called out, "Warp factor 8.9, Captain."
"Thank you, Jackson, good job. Switch to auto pilot, and you are relieved. The seven other Star Travelers applauded one of their own for the way he handled himself without warning that he was going to fly the ship.
When Jackson got up from the chair the adrenalin coursing through his body caused him to visibly shake, he couldn't even walk, and started to sink to his knees. Max was right there, his arm around his shoulders, supporting him, keeping him on his feet. "It's ok Jackson, you were perfect, just relax." Then addressing the rest of the boys, "Would one of you take this boy to his quarters and fuck him. He needs the release."
There were plenty of volunteers, with the early wake-up call there was no time for any fun this morning. Noah, Jackson's best friend and roommate was first to his side. "Go, the lot of you, you all look like you need it." Released from the bridge the scouts went to their quarters and followed the captain's orders. Jackson fueled by his adrenalin nearly fucked Noah's brains out, cumming back-to-back-to-back before trading places and letting Noah fuck him.
The intensity of the departure had all the boys' adrenalin pumping and the sex that they were `ordered' to perform included some of the hardest ass poundings since they started the Fuck Club.
It wasn't too long before they were raiding the gally for some additional breakfast.
There wasn't much to do just traveling through space, so Max had them run through some safety drills. They suited up in the air lock, with and without gravity including the heavy life support unit. With gravity, it took two friends to get the pack positioned, without gravity, the suit wearer could do it himself.
Max let them have some fun too. (No, not what you're thinking) He let them float around the ship without gravity after he commanded the ship to memorize all current command settings, then disabled them, so that if someone floated into a switch or button, they wouldn't destroy the ship by changing course in mid-warp. Much to their credit they mostly stayed off the bridge and away from the dangerous buttons and switches.
There was a pre-defined menu and food was stored by day, and by meal. They had a duty roster just like in scouts and they made lunch and then dinner according to the schedule. At the pre-determined time they all went to bed. Anxiously looking forward to tomorrow's rendezvous with Germomia.
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End of Chapter 9
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