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Lt. Kain Hasslan was your average guy, with a not so average Dad. When your dad is famous for some selfless act that helped bind an entire inter-galactic alliance together, you'd be a little pissed about it, too. Truth be known, his father was a coward, and cheated on his mother with some Solan whore in that space station, and he was glad that bastard died. He let people know that, too, which is why he was given this assignment ﾃ｢竄ｬ" to shut him up.

He opened his PDA, it's screen flashed with a small inverted C logo before loading up a fractal background. Two small Boxes, and one large one appeared. He entered his Service ID and password, then held his thumb over the box as it scanned over it. It displayed the image of a beam hitting a satellite for a few seconds before it beeped with authentication. He tugged at it's sides to open the screen, and clicked the most recent mail.

His eyes narrowed as he read the letter that had been sent to his PDA earlier. The text scrolled at his set reading speed, and his eyes angrily devoured the words.

"Lieutenant Hasslan,

This is Admiral Ronse, formerly of the 6th division of the 3rd fleet of the Alliance. When your prior commanding officer, Admiral Bittner, stepped down, the Brass in their infinite fucking wisdom put me in charge of the Intelligence division. A dossier of names was given to me by the chair of Intelligence personally, and imagine my surprise when I saw among them your name. I am not surprised to also see that you are one of the best agents, well done, Lieutenant. But now on to some more pressing issues for you that come from the top:

Five weeks ago, our farthest explored colony of Alpha Centauri picked up strange readings in subspace. One person took particular interest in them, Praetorae Ollan, a Lanska xeno-linguistic researcher. She said that during the war, they figured out where our colonies where by detecting what seemed at times almost random disturbances, but were actually residual communications chatter. Since most people on that station respected her, they let her research into it and she has gathered conclusive proof that it is residual chatter creating subspace disturbances. Then they passed the ball to us and Praetorae Ollen came as well.

Once we had verification with a nearby Lanskan Colony, we began to track and triangulate the signals region. At 0500, We discovered the signals originate from a sector in the AS-3452 System (ALUSid: Cygnus System, Sector Omega). Unfortunately for you, your father is a hero to the Alliance and the Brass have decided to send you out on a mission of first contact.

We have prepped for you a ship with the fitting name of A.S. Discovery. It is an Alamar, Class: III, Diplomatic Ship, with an expanded cargo bay to hold up to 10 years worth of food, so barring a horrible disaster you will have enough food for anything. It also has one of two prototype warp drives on loan from the Lanskan, and the good old Solans gave us the best of their cryogenic technology. You have been given full command over the ship and officers on board, even if they outrank you.

This mission is classified, of course. Meeting a new race always causes a clamor among the public, and we have absolutely no idea what's out there. Between you an me, your job is not only to make first contact, but to gather as much intel about this new civilization without setting off an intergalactic incident. If you gather enough to my satisfaction, I will have you ranked to Captain and perhaps even a ship. We all know how exciting it is to work in the Intelligence Subdivision with a ship.

Admiral Ronse, out.

--Mission Stats Enclosed:

He slid his finger up to the blinking letters under Admiral Ronse's signout, and immediately his PDA displayed the file.

Round Trip Time: Two Years

Space Dock ID: 1222

Cryo-Chamber: 5

Alias: None

Time: 0900

Objectives:

Primary:

-Make first contact

Bonus:

Gather Intelligence

The hissing sound of the falling ramp, pulled his eyes away from the PDA, and meant that the space dock would be boarding shortly. He sighed to himself as the doors slid open, Intelligence was a hard gig.

The line of Traders, Travelers, and Servicemen piled into the elevator in a slow march, then dispersed among the various chairs and watched the Large TV's play the news vids. He checked his PDA: 0800. For once he was on time accidentally, and silently he cursed to himself as the elevator lifted up into the air.

Being in the Space Elevator always pissed him off for some reason. Probably because he always had to ride it when he had some assignment he dreaded to do. Sure he'd be in cryogenic chamber for some of the trip, but the last few times he was frozen he wasn't resurrected and given the horribly boring job of sitting around the ship and making sure it functioned properly. This was his longest assignment in space and he KNEW he'd be picked for that boring job.

The lift hissed to a gentle stop almost thirty minutes later, and the doors opened to reveal the active station of Arcadia. People were bustling about, oogling over the planet below them and the wide star-filled space around them. He casually hopped on one of the conveyor belts, a necessity in a station this big, which zipped him along, and he counted each docking port as he passed them.

Finally reaching Space Dock 1222, he got off the belt and entered A.S. Discovery. It wasn't unlike any other Almer he had entered before, and so he saw no reason to wander its overly decorated halls and become familiar with it. Navigating to the floor just before the Cargo bay, he found the Cryogenics in their usual out of the way place. The unfortunate crewman who had the first year's shift was standing out and helping everyone into their cryo-chambers.

Eagerly, he stripped down to his underwear and jumped in the last container. It was cold only for a moment before he was chemically subdued.

****

He blinked his eyes a few times to wipe away that dry scratchy feeling. "Get up, Command says it's your rotation, Captain." A voice said to him.

He sat up in what had been his coffin for the past year, and said the first thing that came to mind. "Fuck."

"Go to the main lobby and grab something to snack." A man with long brown hair motioned to the door behind him. "You've got a Solan as a Partner for the remainder of the trip, his name is really weird for their kind. File's on the Lunch table."

Kaine shook his head, jumped out of the Cryo-chamber, and threw on a pair of pants. He walked down the long hallway scoffing at how decorated they were with useless panels, and just general decorative shit. Diplomatic convoys were designed to be well decorated so when you meet that new race they don't think you're a bunch of tasteless morons, but interesting people with a good looking ship. That's what he was told at least...

Having been in a ship like this one before he knew how to navigate it easily, and quickly found the Lunch table on the third floor. There were two touchscreen files were neatly sitting on the opposite sides of the table, one read Kaine Hasslan in big letters on it's screen, the other bore the name Chris Entren. Kaine grabbed an apple from the rather bland fridge in the wall and took a bite from it. It tasted nothing like an apple, and he knew right away that it had been grown in the 4th floor Hydrolabs on board the ship.

He tapped the screen and guessed he had about an hour to peruse through the file before Chris would awaken. Ignoring the various lines of text, he tapped the photo on the side and it enlarged and centered upon the screen. The most distinct feature that he noticed first about Chris was his eyes... They were a deep yellow, and were rather friendly looking. Not a good look for someone in the military, probably still a grunt, he thought to himself.

Kaine liked his fur, though, noting how it's strange and haphazard directions seemed to almost complement his charming eyes. The lower part of his face down his neck and below his shirt was covered in a mocha color, or maybe a coffee and milk kinda color. He couldn't decide, and it was kinda strange how the mocha color wrapped up from under his chin, just stopping at a small band of black from his coal-black nose up to the base of his eyes.

Glancing at his ears though, changed the overall perspective of how he looked in the photo from friendly to horny. If he just stuck his tongue out, and rolled along his lips when the pic was being taken, he'd swear it was a Solan porn star.

Now, it was time for his favorite game of guess the similar dog breed. He tapped one of the tabs on the side of the board and accessed the database, and tapped out something on the on screen keyboard: Dog Breeds.

Immediately, it brought up every dog breed and he sorted them by most common. As he rolled his finger down through the list, an image flashed of a dog breed as his finger moved. A dog appeared with similar characteristics, and his finger found the word Doberman beneath it. He closed the database and called up his file once more.

He clicked on the quick facts beneath his photo and jumped up on screen:

"Age: 23"

"Eyes: Yellow with Lgt green"

"Sex: Male"

"Fitness: 33"

33? He paused trying to recall his own score, and he realized that this guy was a little stronger then him, and maybe he was wrong about his rank.

"Endurance: 33"

But he was way better at recovery than Kaine who averaged 25...

"Rank: None"

"Military Job: Mercenary"

"Notes:"

"Former Special Operations"

"Merc Group: The Night Wolves"

"Hired to protect Captain Hasslan at all costs."

What the fuck, Kaine thought as he read that and tossed the file down. There were glaring gaps in the file such as crimes, missions, and most of all sexuality. Kaine had learned that on these trips, ending up with a bisexual was like heaven. You basically get to fuck and eat for nothing for a year, but that was only if the other was willing. He was bi, and always knew he had been, and he kinda hoped that they'd share quite a few moments for the next twelve months.

A devilish thought crossed his mind, and he picked up the fileviewer. Checking the tabs along the side of the screen, he clicked medical and the words Restricted Access popped up with a little space to enter a Service ID. Being the captain meant he could override anything, and so he entered his ID and smiled as he pulled Chris's medical records.

He was impressed by the stud he was looking at. He didn't know if it had something to do with his eighth abs hidden by the pair of red boxer-briefs that were puffed up in the middle for his sex, or maybe it was that -i-wanna-fuck-u- look he was giving again. His skin beneath his clothes was rather solid color, such as the mocha that ran down his chest pausing briefly across his tight well-rounded pecs, where it was striped by a line of black before continuing down.

"Hey..." Chris walked in the door in front of him, and brushed his hair around, before noticing the file on the table. He was wearing a pair of white boxer briefs, and adjusted them quite blatantly, before picking up fileviewer. He gave it a quick look over and then casually tossing it across the room. "Kaine." Kain closed the file on him as he walked over and sat upon the table next to him. "You know what I hate about these trips?" He leaned back to make sure his majestic bulge was in full view.

Kaine made a sideways grin as he passed a glance over his bulged. "What do you hate about them?"

"You go a whole year without fucking," He started to rub his bulge occasionally grinning with pleasure as he hit just the right spot. "Last time, I got so fucking horny... I would've done anyone with two legs... so I thought ahead this time, and checked into records. Turns out they have you listed as bi and single," He looked down at his hardening sex, "You mind, stud, my arm's still tired from that damn machine."

Kaine reached over and gently rubbed his soft cock, which was about the size of him hard. "It's better when another guy's got the balls to rub you," He leaned in, "Make sure you rub my head, every Solan goes wild if you do that." Kaine started to rub the tip of his sheath with his thumb and forefinger. "Ugh, there we go.... now you're workin' me."

The bulge beneath was growing harder and harder, and it was a huge cock. Chris slipped down his boxer briefs a bit to show off, "You wanna suck it, don't you? Suck a nice big doggie dick and make it really hard so it can blow in your face... go ahead."

Kaine started from the base of the limp cock, noting the two rounded balls tucked next to his sheath, and rolled his tongue up it's 8 or so inches, feeling Chris quiver under the touch of his hot tongue, down it went, painting over the pink cock with glistening spit. Chris's mouth fell open, as Kaine grabbed his base and started pumping his sensitive head, hot soaking heat then letting the cold grab it. Chris laid back on the table enjoying the sensations and watching Kaine's head bob as those thick human lips juggled and squeezed his rod, getting brave he jammed down on it, slacking his throat and letting it slide in.

"Fuck me," Chris groaned, as he felt a few quick pumps in this deep throat, and heard Kaine gag a little. For awhile he wondered if he'd tease this human, and not let him get an ounce out of him. The way he was trying was for the most part pushing him closer to cumming than most males could, and that exhilarated him It was time to feed the young bi human his cum.... up his tight little hole. Chris scooted back on the dining room table, laying flat out except for his long horny rod that stood tall rocking back and forth as he throbbed. "I want you to ram my fucking cock hard and fast, c'mon, right here."

Kaine unhooked his pants and slid them down to reveal his 6 or so inch tall cock, and crawled upon the table. He found looking down upon Chris, as he V'd his legs over his thickly rippled waist with his rock hard abs, gave him a sense of power over him and he liked it.

Every throb of his heart sent his cock rattling and in turn stroking his pink butt hole, and he started to put his weight on it gently. "Oh fuck," He grunt hard as he felt himself expanding, and trying to push out at the same time, he tried to relax, but it just kept forcing him open more and more for the raging boner that wanted nothing more than to pump him until his insides were covered in hot doggie cum.

"Uh..AH!" He grunted as he felt the head start to slide in, "oh god," It kept going, and his hole tried to push him out but couldn't even budge against the shaft. He squeezed and squirmed but his thick python was worming it's way deep into him, and there nothing he wanted more than the feeling of it squirming as it spilled hot cum across the Lunch table.. Oh fuck, he'd never been probed so deep by a thick horny stud's cock, than now. Every move brought pleasure, a pull tugged on his stretched hole, while a push probed deeper into him. His insides were at his cock's mercy, and if Chris wanted to hurt him he could, but instead he let it rub every direction of his insides.

Two furry hands grasped his fleshy butt cheeks, and he realized he was only half way.... He wanted it to stop.....but he wanted it in him so much more. His groans grew harder and louder, as it continued to probe him, deeper and deeper, it forced him to grunt wildly. He started to slow, and long groans escaped his lips as he hit the widening base, expanding to take the whole knot inside him, and wrap his butthole around two thick balls. He felt them slide in, finally dropping the rest of the way down to his sheath. It was amazing to fit so much inside, and he gave it a hard squeeze. He could hear Chris groan, "Ooh fuck it's so tight!" and he felt the throbbing member in his butt hole.

He slowly went halfway up the shaft, feeling so loose, and he grunted in pleasure going back down it. Chris grabbed his sides, desperately trying to hold on to consciousness at the mercy of a tightly hugging butt hole. It tugged around his head, hard, and the pleasure flooded his thick butt-filling member. He watched Kaine's head roll to the side as he rode the shaft of his member a little faster now, and way looser than he thought possible.

That cock was starting to stab into him faster and faster, it's thick round shaft caressing his insides, and he loved it. The slap of his fleshy cheeks echoed down corridor, "FUCK!" He roared at the top of his lungs in unbridled pleasure, the slapping grew harder and harder until the table shook with the fury of his thickly muscled thighs.

Glancing over his shoulder he saw, Chris in the throws of passion, his head rocking back and for swimming in an orgasm, but no cum. He was fighting so He thrusted harder throwing all of his weight and strength until his legs burned, and his hole throbbed from the massive member.

"HOLY FUCK!" Chris shouted as his white liquid splurged from deep within his shaft to up and out of his tip, exploding in waves of hot liquid warmth, "Yes....." Still his cock squirmed and more of his white doggie cum came rolling out on to his fur, and a bit on the table. Kaine collapsed upon his chest in exhaustion, and gently inhaled the sweet smell of his fur, the way it felt, so amazing. His cock pulled out of him and retreated back to his sheath.

"I love the smell of you after fucking...."

"Yeah, a lot of my kind say that, too." He smiled. "You sure aren't a Solan?"

"Yeah, I'm sure," Kaine inhaled one more sweet whiff of his hot sweaty fur, and it reminded him of the feeling after a hard workout. "Otherwise, I'd be a little more pleasing for you to ride." He rolled on to his back, letting his semi hard cock rock back and forth with the moment of his roll, before it was seized by a black fur-covered claw.

"The act of pleasuring another is my real treat after I'm spent." Chris looked back at him with a soft smile, as he held the delicately pink head upwards. His haphazard hair, and flailing ears took up there spots, and his eyes, soft and yellow, so disarmingly friendly, but all the while giving an air of... horniness. It was his natural good looks that trapped Kaine, he was sure of it, but then again he wanted to be trapped by him.

Chris let go of the cock and climbed over him, lowering himself so they were inches away, his mouth open slightly. Silently, he cursed himself for what he wanted those smooth human lips, but at the same time he knew the comforting embrace was need, but was it needed for him or Kaine? Their eyes locked, and a moment passed that felt like a long winter as neither moved, then as Kaine's soft furless hand wrapped behind his neck.... it was like the first spring.... his doubts melted away. Kaine's human mouth opened, and slowly their lips approached, neither knowing what this meant for them. Closer and closer their lips drew near, until... a soft touch, and push nearer. Their mouths opened a little, and warm spit rolled into Kaine's mouth.

Chris's smile was much wider as he broke away, returning his hold on the cock and give a quick run of his tongue over his top lip, and then winked. Now came the hard part of pleasuring him.

Chris gently rolled his finger up from the two hanging balls between his legs to the tip of his semi-hard shaft. Every quiver, every snort of pleasure, he watched Kaine closely to see where he liked to be touched. It was a delicate thing he had to do with all the males of his, and apparently other kinds of races, to see what to do in order to rock their world. He gently rolled his finger around the tip of his cock, and he could feel his thighs contracting, a sure sign of a pleasure spot, rolling his finger around to the backside of that cock.... He gently found the soft valley in his head, and those made him shiver in pleasure as his fur poked and brushed against it's sensitive skin.

All the play made Kaine pre a little, and very hard.

Chris lowered his maw downwards, and gently ran his tongue up the shaft for no other reason then to get a good taste of him. Up again, his soft skin yielded to the tongue pushing upwards, and yielding down as he pushed down. Over and over he stroked that cock in firm brushes, the constant brush of hot spit that glistened the cock, the soft stroke of his tongue... Kaine was painfully hard, and Chris could sense it.

He maneuvered over Kaine, a grin across that face of his as he felt the head lightly stroke him. He reached down only to find Kaine held it up high for him, slowly his now thick red head throbbed as it pushed upon the soft pink hole, Chris snorted as it started to enter pushing through what little resistance he gave. It curved a little and he could feel it pushing along the walls of his inside, it's spit covered surf making it slick and quick to enter him. He relaxed and slowly slid down his shaft, inch by wonderful inch.

Something deep with in him was rubbed by the head as it traveled up the wall of his tight butt, and it almost made him grunt hard if he hadn't jerked back, but it felt so damn good. He tried lowering again, a little faster this time, it slipped up his hole. The euphoria took him by surprise again, and he jerked up wards. "Fuck!" Kaine however, seemed unaffected.

"What?"

"I- I don't know but it's, fucking amazing." He slipped off him, and laid with his butt hanging off the table, "Please, just fuck me like this...." He begged, and it was genuine beg too. Something really was setting his senses on fire, and Kaine was glade it was his average human cock that's got a mercenary flaring up and begging to be fucked.

Kaine got off the table and lined up with his soft pink hole, and was about to penetrate. "Wait, put your hands around my wrist and hold them down as you fuck me."

"Aaah!" He gasped loudly as Kaine's cock plowed into him. His jaws snapped close in a jerking spasm, as Kaine pulled out.

"PUMP ME FUCKING SENSELESS!" He roared between gritted teeth. "Don't stop until you cum even if I beg you to!"

The gentle slaps of Kaine's thick thighs against Chris's tight butt were drowned out by the pleasure tearing through his senses. As he pumped faster and faster, and Chris could feel it jumping and stroking him, he could only grow uncomprehendingly as his hole was worked by what could only be a god.

Another wave of hot and cold rippling pleasure blasted him, and his muscles seized and spasmed at the mercy of Kaine. His eyes fluttered cold as his body finally froze and ride along the waves of pleasure occasionally drowning in hot ecstasy. Kaine could feel that spot rubbing his hard tip, and he grunted as he fought to hold it in for Chris... Several more pumps and finally it rushed from his tips in a massive explosion, he pushed it in deep to unload his warm human jizz all over his insides.

"Shit," he exhaled as he pulled out.

"No kidding, I've never felt anything like it." He grinned, as he jump off the table and picked him up, "My guild is all here and they would probably love to meet you, who knows if you impress Tolka he might offer you a permanent position."

"I'm pretty sure I have no skills to impress them with."

"Don't be so sure about it, if you do the same thing you did with me." He smiled as he slid the door opened, "There's no way he could deny you and I'll train you afterwards..."

"I guess so. " Kaine was exhausted and as soon as his head laid out upon the soft sheets, he fell into a deep sleep.