Date: Sat, 13 Oct 2012 20:50:06 +0100
From: David Spowart <davidspowart3@hotmail.com>
Subject: That's impossible isnt it chapter 13

O.K., the usual warnings apply: This story contains sex between males of
consenting age, and if your state or country does not allow such material
to be read, or you are offended by male-on-male sex and you are under the
age of 18, please leave this story now

This story in whole are in part may not be duplicated without the
permission of the author and is subject to copyright

Written by David S

Edited by Darryl the radio rancher

That's Impossible, isn't it?

Chapter 13

I don't know where we had ended up, but the look on Craig's face was one of
concern and panic. "This is not my home," he informed me. I was at a
loss. "So, where are we?" I asked, as I watched him tap some data into the
transporter pad.

"It's locked," he said, smacking the console in front of him.

"Are we at least still on the planet?" I asked.

"Bobby, I can't answer that; come on," he replied, pulling me out of the
transporter pad.

"We are still in the City. Look, there's the senate building," he replied,
pointing at the building way off in the distance. He tried several doors;
there was a force field on the windows. And we were trapped. He reached
into his jacket and retrieved his communicator, it was flat. "I had this
charged before we left the ship," he said, looking out of one of the
windows. "Whoever had us transported here must have drained its power," he
added.

"Craig, I am freaking out here, man," I informed him.

"Look, Bobby, if anyone wanted to harm us, they would have done it by now,"
he tried again to reassure me, and again, totally sucked at it.

"Bobby, my father knows we were transporting to my home, he would have been
right behind me, after saying goodbye to your dad. He will for sure know
something's wrong, and alert the security council." He offered this as
reassurance of our future wellbeing.

"They can trace where we went, so we just have to wait," he added.

A few hours had passed and the boys were still looking for a way out of
this forced incarceration. nobody passed by the place they were trapped in,
and night was drawing in.

I watched as Craig pried open the console of the transporter pad, he pulled
out a few circuits and a few crystals. "Craig, do you know what you are
doing, you couldn't wire a plug in college, so I have to ask?" I asked, and
waited for a reply.

"Bobby, I was brought up on this technology, remember?" he smiled out, and,
ok, did reassure me a little.

"Suddenly the transporter pad came on. And I looked at Craig, "Just a
couple of seconds," he added, and I heard voices. "Hurry, Craig, someone is
coming," I encouraged him along. "Just a couple of seconds," he repeated.

And the door to the room was busted open and 3 men holding what looked like
some sort of weapon and aimed at us, just as Craig had the transporter
working, shots were blasted in our direction. I could see the light hit
Craig and then myself, but when we materialised at Craig's home, we were
Ok. the transporter apparently absorbed the energy fired by the weapons.

"That was too fucking close," I said, grabbing him to me, "Get off the
pad!" he yelled at me. "Why what can they do?" I asked panicking,

"Reverse the transport or follow us," he concluded. He stepped onto the
console and sent up a force field surrounding the transporter pad.

"Craiglessty, what happened?" Levert said, running into the room.

"Father, I don't really know, but our transport was diverted to somewhere
outside the city, toward the mountains," he responded, also embracing his
father.

"Was it by accident?" Levert enquired. "No, Father, they locked the
transporter off, and erected force fields around the whole building, and
when I managed to get the transporter working, they fired energy weapons at
us, and Father, they were not of Lokite design," Craig added.

"So, either the Krile have managed to overcome their UV problem, and the
virus our woman carry, or they have turned some of our people," Levert
bemoaned. "I have to inform the Senate Council of this," he explained.

"Father, you need to be careful. We do not know who, at this point, has
been turned," Craig replied. "Levert, Craig is right. Our transport had
certainly been altered from the Council's own transporter pad, so you have
to be careful. Speak to Prefect Kamor," I replied. And Levert agreed.

"Sir. You have to inform my dad, also," I added.

Levert went to the console and entered some additional data, then dropped
the force field surrounding the pad. "There, now people can transport in,
but will be held in the buffer until they can be identified and screened,"
Levert responded. I soon discovered that this transport system was designed
by Levert some years earlier.

"Craig, you see this screen, it will test their DNA and screen for any
device concealed within them, if you detect anything unusual, hit this
button here, it will transport them straight into a quarantined area that
will be away from our home, but within a force field," Levert informed
Craig, from what I am discovering, my lover was smarter than he first led
me to believe.

"Now, boys, come with me. I need to show you something," Levert asked, and
led us out into the rear of his home. He placed his palm onto a pad on the
wall; he entered some data and asked us, in turn, to place our palms on the
pad. "Okay, you now have access to this room," he added, and the wall just
vanished.

"If ever you feel that something is wrong, you get to this room. You will
be safe in here, it has provisions, and cameras throughout the property. It
has weapons, in case you feel that you need them, Bobby, Craiglessty has
been trained in the use of these, so let him lead, okay?" Levert went on,
and a sense of panic overtook me, I have left my world, okay my dying
world, to come here. But a sense of foreboding started to hit me, and hit
me hard.

"Yes, Sir, I understand," I replied.

"Boys, it's just precautionary, okay?" Levert replied, and an alarm went
off in the transporter room.

"It's Kamor, and two aids, and one has a device within him," Levert
responded, transporting the turned one into the quarantined area.

"Levert, I came as soon as I was told. How are your boys?" Prefect Kamor
asked his old friend.

"They managed to escape, but as you see, Kamor, the infiltration runs
deep," said Levert, pointing out that only one of his aids was with him.

"Oh, don't tell me I had another one?" bemoaned the Prefect. "Yes, old
friend, but we have this one alive, we need to know where he has been and
with whom he has been in contact. And, Kamor, my son's transport had been
altered, at the council building, so we do not know who we can trust,"
Levert replied.

"Ok, what do you suggest?" The prefect replied.

"Well, for one thing, I will make a few modifications in the transport
system. I already added bio filters, so the humans could be scanned, while
removing harmful bacteria, at the council's request, but now I have added a
screening program like the one I used to detect this turned aid of yours,"
Levert replied.

"Craig, Bobby, what can you tell me about the place you were taken to?"
Kamor asked, looking at Craig, then myself.

"Sir, it was an older building. It looked disused, and it was somewhere
near the mountains. we never got outside; there were force fields in
place," Craig informed him.

"Craig, with yours and Bobby's permission, we would like to probe your
memories, and see if one of our analysts can work out where this place is,"
Kamor replied.

"Hang on one god forsaken second, here!" I yelled. "Probe? what do you mean
probe? Do you mean like with drills and shit, or like a Vulcan mind meld?"
I asked. As a lot of things so far has been all things fucking start trek.

"Vulcan Mind Meld?" asked Kamor. "TV from Earth," replied Levert, with a
snigger. "Sir, this is not funny," I moaned out.

"Bobby, we will put a helmet on you, send some beta waves through your
hippocampus, and send a signal to your memory. It will show us on screen
what your memory of the day's events were. We will then do the same to
Craiglessty, and compare it," replied Levert with a snigger still evident
in his voice.

"With the images you both provide, it will narrow the search area," he
added lessening my anxiety none.

"We have to go to my Lab for this, I do not have those instruments here,"
Levert added.

"I will order a shuttle, I cannot trust the transporter in the Council
building," Levert added. "Allow me, old friend," Kamor replied.

He opened his communicator and ordered a shuttle to collect them from
Craig's home, it took about ten minutes for the shuttle to arrive, and I
didn't even hear it.

Twenty minutes later, I was sitting on a chair as was Craig, in his
father's lab. Levert smiled at me as he placed this helmet over my head,
covering my face, he fastened a strap around my neck and told me to keep
still and just relax. I could not see nor feel anything, just a slight hum,
but no real sensations, I could not hear anything, which in itself was
disconcerting.

Levert, after about ten minutes or so, removed the Helmet and placed it on
Craig. A few seconds later, on a screen in his father's lab, I could see an
image of a window, and off in the distance was the council building.

"Ok, you have both images, can you determine where this area is?" asked the
prefect.

"Sir, we will be within a hundred yards, Sir," an analyst replied.

"I want armed personal screened before being deployed, and I want that area
swarming with military," Prefect Kamor demanded.

"Ok, boys, thank you. Do you want to use the Transporter or the shuttle?"
asked Kamor.

"SHUTTLE!!!!" we both replied, not wanting to risk any other mishap. And
Levert and the Prefect laughed out loud at our response.

We arrived back at Craig's home soon after, and he took me to his room, it
was a strange room, the bed was in the floor, we would have to step down
into it, his storage was also in the floor, he pressed a pad on the wall
and a cupboard rose from the floor. He placed his jacket in the cupboard
and it sank back into the floor.

"Do you want to share a shower?" he asked with a sneer on his face. "Is
that in the floor also?" I asked.

He grabbed me around my waist and pulled me into a loving embrace and
pressed his lips to mine. "I have wanted to do that all day," he responded.

"I have wanted you to do that all day," I replied with a kiss of my own.

"Shower?" he repeated. And I nodded in reply.

He led me to the corner of his room. Placed his hand on a panel and the
wall vanished revealing a bathroom, it was all silver and mirror. He stood
in front of me and pressed his lips to mine. I rubbed the back of his neck,
pulling him in close.

"I love you so much, I feared for you, today," I said, kissing his lips.

"Bobby I sensed your fear, and I am sure you felt mine," he replied and I
nodded, as his hands slipped into the back of my trousers squeezing my ass,
and causing a moan to escape my lips.

I pushed his shirt up over his head, taking in his left, then his right,
nipple. Causing him to let out a similar moan to mine. He replied in kind,
but slightly biting my nipple.

"Ouch! You will pay for that!" I yelled out and he laughed at may apparent
discomfort.

"Sorry, I thought you might like it," he replied, but still laughing. He
pulled me back into a kiss, but undoing my belt as I was undoing his, our
trousers fell to the bathroom floor.

He rubbed my now engorged cock through my boxer briefs while I rubbed his,
but since he had gone commando, and was now totally naked, his large cock
was firmly in my hand and was already leaking a large amount of pre-cum.

"Mmmmmmm," he moaned out at my touch. I kissed him with more passion than I
thought I could muster, brushing my hands through his light blue hair, I
squeezed his cock a bit harder than I intended, but he just groaned out
into my mouth.

"Craig, I want...Craig, I NEED you in me," I informed him.

To be continued

I Hope you are all still enjoying this as I am writing it
justdave68@hotmail.co.uk

David