Blood and Stars

[spndx7hero]

Ok all here is my second attempt at a story, I promise it won't take as long as the Batherly Hunt. It's set in a space traveling future. Enjoy

They attacked the ship at 0400; blew a ten foot hole in our hull and clamped on with that fucking docking port. The ship was supposed to be impervious to that kind of thing but those shitheads at corporate obviously cut back on design and materials to save a little dough. Now those alien bastards are ripping through the hull and boarding the damn ship like there’s no tomorrow. I and the rest of engineering are hole up here on deck 25, the reptilians have control of decks 26 and up to 32; the blast doors in front of me are quiet now. Ten feet of diamond strong steel is the only thing keeping the hostiles from invading the rest of the ship and killing the rest of my fellow crew. The ISF Achilles was supposed to be the finest warship the International Space Fleet was supposed to have, 5000 crew on board, the best tactical and weaponry of the 26th century. It was supposed to be faster, stronger, more agile than any ship…we were supposed to blast the Reptilians to kingdom come…but of course the corporation that made it lied, should have known better.
“Lieutenant Rodriguez!”
I hear my name being called by a gruff manly voice and immediately I stand at attention,
“Aye sir!”
My voice calls out, its softer, less masculine than my superior officer’s but what do you expect from a 23 year old Lieutenant fresh out of the academy. The tall six foot five Commander approaches me, his standard issue blue uniform fits nice and tight on his chiseled body, as it does to every crew member on board the Achilles. His junk bounces around as his massive tree trunk legs move with a very determined step and his knee high boots click authoritatively. His laser rifle bounces up and down on his thigh holster, making slapping sounds. He looks me up and down and motions that I can stand at ease. Spreading my legs shoulder width apart I puff out my chest and put my hands behind my back.
“Lieutenant, I got a mission for you…The captain wants a recon mission sent into the occupied decks; all decks in combat have gone silent and we want to know what those scaly bastards are doing. You and four other crew members have been chosen to enter the occupied decks via the air ducts; report what you find and tell us anything that might be of value…under no circumstances are you to engage the enemy unless they spot you…do you understand Lieutenant?”
I nod, even though my face just went pale, this was a suicide mission. Recon into reptilian territory never panned out well and I had heard horror stories of what the enemy did to humans…especially young male humans. I looked at Commander Smith and said in as firm a voice as I could,
“Who will I be serving under sir?”
“No one…you are the commanding officer on this mission Rodriguez. Chang, Porter, Vasquez and Park will be accompanying you.”
The commander nodded to four ensigns who had followed him into the corridor where I sat and I immediately knew why we were chosen for the mission. At an average height of 5’7” we were by far the only members of the crew that were thin enough to crawl through the ducts; all of us had tight swimmer’s builds and our uniforms showed every contour of our young bodies. Plus, as lower ranking crew we were expendable and too weak to offer any real battle advantage. I nodded my assent, not wanting to question the Commander about it; the group of ensigns looked at me and shifted before acknowledging me as their commanding officer. I led them to a small side panel that led to a duct; tech officer Singh met us with a steel briefcase filled with recon equipment; Bluetooth earpieces that recorded audio and 360 video, night and heat vision goggles. We strapped in the only light weaponry we could carry, a blaster pistol that fit on our thigh holsters and a plasma knife stuffed into our boots; I could see sweat beginning to accumulate in between Chang’s firm ass cheeks, and I patted him on the butt reassuringly,
“Buy you all drinks after this ensigns…ten shots each of the finest tequila this side of the galaxy.”
They four guys laughed nervously as my smile hid my nervousness. Tech office Singh walked them through using the Bluetooth earpieces; I had already received this training in the officer’s academy. I pressed the com button on the outside of the device and spoke a set of instructions,
“This is the bridge…Lieutenant Commander Santino reporting…”
The soft elegant voice came from my best friend on this ship, Raul Santino; we had graduated together from the academy and became really close in the four years we served aboard the ISF Ares before it got blown up. Chance brought us back together and we took it as a sign from fate that we were meant for one another; we were married by the Captain on our first day aboard the Achilles.
“Hey Ruly…it’s Dave.”
The sigh that came back was long and filled with tension, he knew I was being sent on this mission and every muscled inch of him hated the idea…I could tell from the first few words out of his mouth,
“Hey…You about to head in?”
“Yeah…You keeping an eye out for me?”
“Two, as often as I can spare em…Be careful…please.”
“I will…Love you.”
“You better…”
Raul’s inside joke made me smile and I turned my intercom into receiver mode…now the bridge could hear every word I spoke…they probably could hear every beat of my heart if it was fine tuned enough, but they didn’t need to – our uniforms were fitted with textile biosensors that read our temperature, heart rate, even our oxygen intake. The effect of hearing the computer read out crew biosigns was eerie especially in combat as the long sonorous ring let everyone know that one more bunk was going to be empty that night. I looked to the four ensigns and nodded to them to follow me. Singh opened the hatch and smiled at me, we had been an item years ago and he stilled smiled at me that night of our first date,
“I’ll be watching your readings…Go up four decks and begin the recon…we estimate that to be the hive center.”

I merely nodded, grabbed the bar that was screwed above the opening and went in legs first, squeezing my lycra clad body into the tight, cold shaft. Pulling myself like a swimmer I scuttled toward the end of the duct where the shaft rose in a perfect 90 degree angle. I heard the loud clanking as Chen, Porter, Vasquez and Park entered in behind me and then the hiss as the vacuum seal closed behind us. Our writhing bodies snake crawling through the ducts I couldn’t help but sweat all over my uniform, there’s something about writhing in a skin tight uniform that makes a man sweat, no matter how cold it might actually be. The loud humming of the ship’s insides masked our clumsy maneuvers through the steel shaft and even masked the slips that happen when five sweaty men slide through smooth metal portals. Finally we reached Deck 22 and I could hear Tech officer Singh in my ears,
“You’re there, heat goggles are now online.”
Immediately the goggles I was wearing showed an infrared image before me. The Reptilians were cold blooded but their suits emitted a heat signature as it kept them from freezing to death onboard a human starship. Sure enough three guards were patrolling the corridor just two feet from where the duct portal in front of me was. They were speaking in their language but my translator ear piece was no use, we were obstructed by the hull wall. They laughed in a hissing diabolical way and began to walk toward the duct. I gulped down as my brain finally registered their form. The reptilians stood roughly 6 to 8 feet tall and their muscles were thick and rippling; some had large red spikes on their otherwise green hide, centered around the shoulders and elbows, usually these were a sign of authority or seniority. Their size wasn’t what frightened me. They walked around with one blaster rifle surgically embedded into their forearm and in the other forearm a large tusk like weapon grew out our of their wrist. I had seen these bone protrusions sever a man’s head in one swipe or gore a man clean through his stomach. The reptilians also kept a collection of human artifacts tied around their belts…for most these were the cock and balls of the human males they had killed, apparently seen as a sign of virility. Their own genitalia was inside their bodies and only came out during mating season; because human male genitalia were always out hanging between our legs they thought of us as sources of pure constant virility and for this reason they hunted humans as a sport. At least that’s what the xenoanthropologist at the academy said…probably bullshit. I gulped down my saliva and watched as the guards walked down the corridor and turned the corner to the left, towards where the mess hall used to be. I whispered to my comrades,
“Opening duct doors.”
The hiss of the partial vacuum being broken filled my ears and the door easily gave way; as I crawled out of the duct I jumped from the ice cold environment of the duct to the sweltering humidity of the corridor. The Reptilians had gained control of the environmental controls on this deck and were making it just like home. I crouched and began walking in the direction the guards went, the corridor was dark as light tended to blind the reptilians, who usually were guided by smell when onboard human ships. The four ensigns walked behind me slowly, holding their pistols up ready to fire; my camera was reading everything around us and transmitting it to command on the bridge, where the captain watched on the large screen in front of his chair. My cock tingled with excitement as we neared the mess hall and I could hear the voices of dozens of reptilians in celebration or laughter.

 

[spndx7hero]

Sticking close to the shadows we peered over a mezzanine balcony that looked down at the mess hall below us on deck 23. There a grisly sight greeted our eyes; about one hundred reptilians were sitting at the tables cavorting and laughing, patting each other on the back and drinking some red liquid from plastic cups. Their long leathery tongues lapped up the liquid and delicately wrapped itself around some unidentifiable meat that was served raw and bloody. Chen who was to my right said in a low whisper, barely audible in the din,
“Where the hell did they get the meat?”
My own mind reached the conclusion before we saw the next sight. The crowd of reptilians below cheered as the mess hall doors were pushed open and a troop of six reptilians entered carrying six bodies of our comrades, slumped over their shoulders. I tried to contain my vomit as I realized the source of the reptilian’s food; I was even more horrified to still hear moans of pain coming from the limp men draped over the wide muscular and scaly shoulders. With harsh and painful slams the six reptilians threw our comrades onto the tables and they men writhed in pain as their bodies were stretched, their arms over their heads and their legs tied together, calling intense attention to their burgeoning cocks between their legs. Some were beginning to come to and they struggled before getting their lights punched out by a massive talon lined fist. I watched in anxious horror as chains were thrown down from the ceiling and hooked onto the leg restraints. The six crew members bodies were hoisted upside down, dangling over large coppery basins; Vasquez ducked out of the hall to puke and I didn’t blame him. One crew member who was dangling close to me moaned as the tight uniform was cut off him revealing a firm tight body that was twice my size. Then they ripped off his pants leaving his boots intact; his huge member flopped out of its lycra prison and dangled heavy over his six pack abs, this sent the reptilians into a frenzy.
“Give me the tender-bit! My son wants a souvenir!”
One hoarse hissing voice came from the corner of the mess hall. Apparently the reptilians were bidding on who got the “tender-bit”, or who was going to get the heart or the thigh…it was cruel and demeaning. One stood on top of the mess hall tables and raised his hands.
“You’ll all get enough…when the weapon is ready the world of the tender skinned ones will be ours!”
The reptilians celebrated and their genital organs began to protrude from whatever orifice lay between their legs. The six who had brought the captives stood upon stools and showed everyone their arm tusks; the officer closest to me who was moaning had his hair pulled back revealing the adam’s apple in his neck. The man hung high enough that his cock was level to my eyes as I lay on the mezzanine floor on deck 22. The reptilian in one fluid motion placed the razor sharp edge of his tusk on the officer’s neck and sliced open a large gash right below his Adam’s apple. Porter let out a cry of disgust as the officer’s bright red blood spilled out in gurgling fountain like sounds into the copper bowl below. The other six were dispatched in this way as well, their throats slit and bled out in front of all the other reptilians. Some who had already woken up cried out and begged for mercy seconds before their throats were slit. Their bodies jerked violently which only made the reptilians more excited; the reptilians would pat down the soft flesh making sure every bit of blood dripped out. I got to my knees and back out into the hallway not wanting to see anymore, I was about to make my way to the porthole we had just entered when the captain’s voice came into my ears,
“Lieutenant we need to know what weapon they are talking about. If they hacked into our mainframe and can control the environmental systems on our ship then they probably are communicating with their high command…I need those logs now.”
The bing of the end of the conversations clearly meant I was in no position to argue. I sighed and looked at my comrades,
“We gotta go to a com center. Chen you came from communications, I need you to hack into our mainframe and download all of the logs since the attack. Vazquez, Porter I need you to go to the mess hall storage and bring a bin of food stuffs, we’re running low and need the provisions. Park and I will guard Chen, rendevouz on deck 25 in 2 hours.”
The ensigns looked at me as though I had stabbed them in the hearts…but they were loyal and Vasquez and Porter ran off to find a way to get to the mess hall storage undetected. I turned to Park and Chen and sighed,
“Let’s go.” And we ran off as silently as we could to the nearest comm. Station on deck 24.

 

[HangTime]

Very cool start. Can't wait to read what happens next.

 

[small_dot]

Ditto. You're an amazing writer. I hope that's not the end.

 

[spndx7hero]

Part II
Vasquez & Porter
Ensign Guillermo “Jerry” Vasquez slowly walked through the empty corridors that led back toward the mess hall, it seemed every Reptilian on board was in the mess hall gorging themselves of young man flesh. He carefully placed his booted feet on after another, his heart beating quickly as he and Ensign Porter followed him; the two could not be more different, Vasquez was tiny, light skinned and Puerto Rican whereas Porter was more thickly built and Black, yet the two had long learned how to work together as though they were one. Porter held his gun aloft as Vasquez kneeled before a steel door that led to the mess hall storage. The tight uniform stuck to his skin as the sweat made the skintight fabric shrink and rub against his naked skin. The outline of Porter’s thick shaft appeared magically out of the corner of his eye and made his mouth water. Any other time he would steal a quick lick of his partner’s dick through the spandex. Though he was straight Porter was not afraid to be hit on or even a little fondled by the gay members of the crew, his dark skin and almond shaped eyes made him quite the prospect. Vasquez began punching in the numbers that would open the mess hall storage closet, meanwhile Porter pointed his gun into the shadows as the sounds of jubilant feasting echoed in the empty hallway.
“Hurry up Jerry, I wanna get off this floor as soon as possible…”
Porter said looking over his shoulder as thought he expected a Reptilian to turn the corner; the cocky blonde kneeling before him smirked and unlocked the metal door silently. The vacuum seal broke and air came hissing into the pantry where perishables were stored for the years of journeying. The “pantry” was actually a long narrow corridor that connected to a warehouse like chamber, the food was kept in a tightly contained air-locked section of the ship to prevent rat infestation and decay; the “pantry” was a computerized corridor that ran straight through the middle of the warehouse – all one had to do was press a few buttons and the robotic arms in the warehouse would gather the item and place it on a small conveyor belt which opened out into the pantry. As the two soldiers looked into the dark narrow corridor sweat began to creep down their backs and drip into the crevices of their butts. Porter stood at the door gun aimed at the entry way and he turned to Vasquez.
“Get what we need, I’ll cover us.”
Vasquez nodded and ran quickly to the far end of the corridor; instead of firing up the conveyor belt, which would have caused an inordinate amount of noise and draw the reptilians to their position, he chose instead to grab the rations trunks. Each trunk fit the size of a large man, each a black and steel coffin that contained months of food for ten people, these were kept at the ready just in case of evacuations. He pulled out his blaster and aimed for the lock in the door.
FZZZZZZZT
The blaster glowed bright red as a beam of light cut through the lock that guarded the gated door. His heart racing Vasquez began pulling out four trunks that rolled on wheels.
Porter stood guard at the door, listening to the sounds of Vasquez down the long corridor; his heart beating ferociously. He didn’t want to be there, hell no one wanted to be in a situation like this, deep in enemy territory, especially an enemy that liked the sweet sweet taste of young human male. Vasquez blasted the lock free and Porter’s heart began to calm down, now all they had to do was get those trunks to the upper floors where they could be taken into the safe corridors. That was the plan anyway, get the trunks to the upper corridors, leave them by a heavily guarded gate and then the others behind would grab the trunks and Vasquez and he would run down to the rendevouz site and stealthily sneak back behind their own lines. Sweat dripped down his muscled back and trickled in a small salty river between his firm tight butt cheeks. He heard Vasquez begin to roll the trunks down the long pantry corridor and sighed heavily in relief, he turned away from the door and looked down the dimly lit corridor. He saw Vasquez’s handsome smooth narrow Latin features smiling and the sweat droplets on the young man’s goatee shimmered in the amber glow of the emergency lights. Never had Porter been so excited to see a man’s face, his cock even jumped for joy.
“About ti…”
Porter never finished his sentence as a sharp pain entered his back and he felt his muscles tense. He looke down in shock as he saw two bony protrusions poking gout through his tight spandex suit, one tore a hole and revealed a bloodied talon the other stretched the spandex and made a tent over his rock hard abs. The breathe of the reptilian was hot against his sweaty back as Porter’s face contorted in anguish; he was lifted up off his feet and his knee high boots glistened and dangled slightly kicking as droplets of blood fell on top of them. As he made to scream the reptilian clamped his leathery hand over his victim’s mouth, muffling the sounds of precious agony, feeling their wet vibrations on his scaly skin. He pulled Porter into the shadows out of eye sight of his comrade who was still very far away in the recesses of the corridor.

 

[spndx7hero]

Vasquez meanwhile noted something strange in Porter’s behavior, he had turned to face his fellow soldier with a smile on his face but then Vasquez caught a cry of pain that was quickly muffled. Dropping the trunks he grabbed his laser pistol that rested neatly on his bubble butt; the weapon was charged to kill and he ran briskly to the other end of the corridor, sensing his partner was in trouble.
“Porter? Is everything alright? Porter!!”
He shouted as his eyes glimpsed the little pools of red blood that had formed just outside the door to the pantry. He tried to run as fast as he could but the door made a hissing sound and shut him in the darkness of the pantry.
Porter shook and trembled in fear and pain as the reptilian pressed a button on the command console, a red button that blinked ferociously and a stale computer voice said outloud,
“Door sealed, vacuum seal established.”
Porter shook as the reptilian pinned his thin muscled body against the corridor walls with one arm pinning his neck and the thick reptilian legs pressed against his own. The reptilian guard licked its maw as it showed Porter his wrist talons that protruded out over his right claw, drenched in man blood they were razor sharp and roughly 5 inches long, but could extend to double that to impale the reptilian’s prey. The lizard looked at Porter with its yellow slanted eyes and chuckled,
“You’re soft and warm…”
The reptilian said in its own language, unfortunately Porter’s universal translator was working just fine and he heard the menace and glee in the reptilian’s voice. Then he felt a strange sensation crawling up his leg. The reptilian’s cock was roughly 1 meter long and when it got hard resembled a very strong snake that could move on its own, like a slithering arm. Flayed ends acted like barbs that kept the cock in place while the reptilian ejected its cum into whatever orifice it chose. At the moment the phallus was winding its way up his inner thighs, rubbed menacingly over Porter’s quivering cock, fully displayed in his tight spandex pants now that he had pissed himself in fear. The reptilian licked Porter with a leathery, dry tongue and then the beast made a guttural sound as the long cock found its way to the freshly pierced belly of the young man. Porter screamed in pain as the snake-like organ thrust itself into his abs and thrust upwards into his warm soft tissue. Porter writhed and trembled in pain as his whole body was raped through the holes in his gut, his intestines rubbed by the flayed scaly skin of the monster’s cock, destroyed as though they were rubbed with sandpaper. Blood began to ooze out of Porter’s screaming mouth, unmuzzled now as the slow hissing of a vacuum seal drew air out of the pantry where Vasequez banged impotently on the door.
“Porter!!! Porter!!!”
Vasquez shouted as the ringing in his ears got louder and louder; his chest heaved up and down as sweat dripped heavily from his armpits, neck, forehead and groin, drenching him in salty wetness. It was getting harder and harder to breath; the pantry was usually sucked into a partial vacuum but the red button on the outside panel turned the pantry into a complete vacuum in case of contamination. After the vacuum was established and no oxygen was present in the corridor bright lights would bombarded the corridor cooking anything inside with an intense dose of microwaves, UV radiation and x-rays. Vasquez’s heart began to race and the throbbing in his head got more and more painful, he felt as though his brain would force his eyes to pop from their sockets. He fell to his knees at the door as he fruitlessly fired his weapon at the impenetrable steel. He clawed at his neck and tried to rip the tight form fitting uniform from his skin. His tongue began to swell and his ocular veins popped coloring the whites of his eyes bright luminescent red.
“Po…porter…”
Vasquez wheezed out of his rapidly swelling throat as his tongue jutted out of his gaping mouth and he fell on all fours. His lungs gasped now in shorter and shorter intervals, his body succumbing to oxygen deprivation. His mind almost went blank as his vision narrowed and tunneled and he lost all feeling in his arms and legs, the beating of his heart resounding in his ears. He fell face down from his kneeling position onto the floor of the corridor, his ass erect and quivering as he writhed in his death throes. Then the sound of electricity entered his throbbing ears, for a brief moment he thought the door was going to be opened and he would be given reprieve as the vacuum was broken and air flowed into the corridor. His bloodshot eyes went wide as he realized the electric sound came from above him,
NO! Dear God NO! Please, let me die before they turn on!!!
His mind raced and raced as the radiation emitters whizzed on and the corridor was filled with a lethal cocktail of microwaves, UV radiation and X-rays, the sole intent of which was cook everything down to the cellular level, ensuring complete microbe death. Vasquez, however, had not yet fully died from the vacuum and his conscious scrambled with thoughts the strangest one was that his cock was fully erect and spewing gobs and gobs of cum into his tight sweat soaked uniform. Vasquez’s eyes widened in terror as the radiation reached the lethal levels and his uniform boiled over his skin,
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
His visceral scream was only in his head as the handsom rogue was irradiated and cooked from within like a potato in a microwave.
Porter heard his friend’s scream in the back of his mind as the reptilian penis thudded against his irregularly beating heart muscle and his innards were ripped and torn by the constant thrusting of the monster pinned close to him. The blood now cascaded out Porter’s lips and down his quivering neck,
“AGHHKKKKKK!”
Porter’s face grimaced in pain as the reptilian cock ejected almost acidic semen into his chest cavity. The reptilian pulled away and smiled with his toothy grin; the man-meat trembled and shook with violent ferocity as his heart was partially disintegrated as the seminal fluids ate at the soft tissue. Pink foam formed on the young man’s lips as he collapsed to the ground and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. The spandex uniform wet now with blood and sweat revealing the long erect cock of his victim and every intricately detailed sinew of muscle. Porter shook and spasmed for a few more seconds before slowly coming to a halt. Porter’s exquisite body would be stripped, gutted and hung in the hall of victims before being chopped up and turned into food.
The reptilian tucked his engorged member back into his pants and pressed a release button on the pantry door console. The whirring sound of the radiation emitters came to silence and the door hissed open as air blew into the corridor and the vacuum was broken. The reptilian watched with glee as the completely carbonified form of Ensign Vasquez lay stuck in a agony filled position, the blacked charred face still contorted in a silent scream with a wet red tongue still sticking out. The reptilian inspected the burned remains of the young ensign, a tented crotch still visible with excellent detail as were the wrinkled on his face when he let out his silent scream. The burned remains of the young man’s cells still hung together by the vacuum. But as the air from the outside flowed into the corridor, the ashen cellular remains began to destabilize and Vasquez’s form broke apart, first in large chunks, until it all dissipated into a vaguely human shaped clump of blackish gray matter. The reptilian guard spit into the ash heap before pressing his com button,
“Commander…we have intruders.”

The finale part III is coming up.

 

[HangTime]

Excellent! Can't wait for the Grand Finale!

 

[forumog]

continue and it will be good.

 

[spndx7hero]

The final chapter
“Come in Vasquez! Come in Porter, over!”
, I shout whispered into my radio. Still nothing but static filtered through the ear piece tucked away in my inner ear canal. I began to pace the comm. center, arms crossed tightly around my chest, my mind racing with horrible thoughts of my comrades dead and my own career in jeopardy. If I didn’t get all five of them back to safety it was my head on a platter. Men were harder and harder to come by and therefore more valuable and the Corporation made superiors pay dearly for every life they lost while in command. That’s why I don’t mind being an ensign, being in command was the quickest way into debt. Sighing I looked at the two worried faces staring back at me. Park and Chen had hacked into the mainframe and learned some horrible, blood curdling news. The Reptilians had broken through the largest defense armada that Earth had and were making their way to Earth’s territorial space at a quick clip. The Warbird and other lonely patrol ships in the borderspace were the only ships able to head back to Sector 1 and defend the little blue ball, the source of Reptilian delicacies. I could feel sweat running down my back, between my shoulder blades, down my spine and pool delicately in my ass crack. The tight suits made all this clearly visible to the other two ensigns who had large pools of sweat under their arms and in their crotches as well. Shaking my head I looked to the other two and said,
“We gotta get this news back to the Captain. We’re sitting ducks, the least we could do is abandon this sector seal it off and blow the airlock.”
“But what about Vasquez? And Porter?”
Chen says with a break in his voice; I know Vasquez and Chen get it on rather frequently in the showers but never pictured Vaswuez settling down with anyone, Chen on the other hand is a romantic, linguists usually are. I look at him dead on,
“Sorry Mark, we gotta leave them. We can’t wait any longer or these reptilian bastards will over run the ship. We have one last seal to hide behind before they enter the center of the ship, once they do you and I both know the ship is theirs for the taking.”
I turn and pull my energy blaster out of its holster on my thigh, I turn back toward the other two.
“If they made it back to the rendezvous point they’ll already be safe, they were closer to the duct than us. If not…then reptilians already know we are here. We’re gonna have to run boys.”
They both nod each taking out their blasters. I peak my head out into the corridor, securing it. I point my blaster barrel in front of me and slowly step out. The corridor is empty and sweltering hot, beads of sweat pour out of every orifice in my body and I can fell dehydration settling in. I breathe in deeply and motion the others to proceed, I’ll take the rear. We step out slowly from the comm. center and make it about ten feet from the door when I hear a shuffle behind us. Chen is the first to react, he spins around and gasps. The reptilian hiding in a recess in the corridor leaps out and barely slashes his talons across my chest as I fall backward tucking my body in to a tight ball and rolling backward onto my feet. Chen fires his blaster
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT
The Reptilian cries out in vengeful anger as a searing hot laser beam pierces his left arm. His attention is quickly drawn to tightly muscled Chen whose cock has grown from fear and adrenaline. Still on my knees I lift my blaster and fire,
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT
The beam makes a direct hit right under the reptilian’s neck where the clavicle would be. The beast is blasted up against the wall and he screeches momentarily in pain as his heart bursts into flames inside his chest cavity. Then the creature slumps down into a green heap on the ground. Chen helps me to my feet and we run, all three of us down the corridor as other cries and screeches fill the corridor with thumping inhuman sounds. My heart is pumping hard, and my muscles feel so tired and sore as I run with all my might, not caring if I make a sound. I just want to be back with Ruly, I just want to get to safety; Chen and Park run behind me their blasters raised, but they have the same thoughts in their heads. A reptilian leaps out to my right and Park blasts him on high, the body quickly turning to ash and disintegrating in a matter of seconds.

 

[spndx7hero]

Idiot
I think, Park’s weapon will have to recharge after a blast that big. I spin around and yell for them to run ahead, three lithe reptilians run in triangle formation behind us, they slither like common garden snakes as I blast three shots only managing to hit one square in the face. I am running backwards firing as the other two chase us on all fours speeding up their pace. Chen, screams,
“Come on Rodriguez we’re almost theaarrrrrrrgggggggggghhh!”
His screams are horrifyingly childlike as I spin in his direction. A gigantic metal spear pins him to the corridor wall, straight in the middle of his chest. I watch horrified as the hollow spear begins dripping blood out the blunt end that is sticking out of my comrade. I spin in the direction of Chen’s killer, a tall imposing reptilian grimaces at my direction as I raise my blaster. He’s standing between me and the closed hatch, well hidden amid the chaos of the control panels. Park is up against the wall, whimpering like a child. The reptilian licks his lips,
“Put down the weapon little one and I will make your death quick.”
His voice, translated by my earpiece, sends shivers down my spine.
“Go to hell you fucking ugly son of a bitch!”
He laughs and makes to leap for me, Fire one shot from my blaster but he ducks it, grabbing my wrist he lifts my arm up with ease and slams his bone armored knuckles into my gut.
“UGHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
The wind is knocked out of me and I crumple to the floor, dropping my blaster in a loud metal clank. I can hear clawed footsteps rushing toward us getting louder and louder. I see a huge clawed foot in front of my face before his strong hand grabs me by my hair yanking my face up to see his glistening muscled body towering above me. My face contorted in pain he puts his foot on my chest and pins me seated up against the wall beside the dangling body of Chen. Park had wet himself and now is cowering in the corner trying to hide his face from my eminent doom. I can’t push the beast off me and I see him lick his large tusk like talons that are jutting out of his right arm, they’re covered in blood,
“Your comrade tasted like honey…I wonder, will you taste like milk?”
His long red tongue licks his chops. I can’t reach my blaster. My heart beating my mind racing. Images of my impaled body being displayed on the comm. channel, as a threat to all earth fleets to stand down. My cock twitches a little and I’m humiliated that I’m even turned on by my own demise. He pulls back his fist, preparing to strike when a flash catches my eye. Chen’s boot is level with my eye and in reach and there stuck in his knee high boot is the handle of his energy knife. As the taloned fist comes racing toward me I grab the delicate handle, pressing the red button and hearing the weapon come bursting to life. The blade made of pure deadly energy slices through Chen’s boot and foot and I bring it across my chest in one fluid motion. The Reptilian screams in pain and backs away as his deadly arm plops lifeless on my chest. I quickly get to my feet as the beast looks at his seared arm, his mind not able to comprehend that he has been wounded.
“Go to hell”
I say before slicing his head off with one final motion. Park is still whimpering, when reptilians appear a the other end of the long corridor, brandishing long spears like the one that impaled Chen, and blasters no doubt taken from my comrades when they first invaded. Grabbing Park harshly by the fore arm we run to the hatch and I pop it open, any moment expecting to be impaled like Chen. I stuff the boy into the duct and force him to crawl in front of me. He stinks of urine and cum and then I realize I’m the one that smells like cum, my raging hard on poking out of my tight suit. I manage to get us both into the duct just in time, closing the hatch and locking it from within. As Park scrambles ahead to safety I further seal the hatch with Park’s blaster, welding the hatch and the opening shut. Exhaustion finally begins to take hold once I am pulled out of the air duct by strong awaiting arms; Commander Smith holds me against his chest and soothes my breathing, whispering that everything’s gonna be ok. My last thoughts are that I hear seals shutting themselves and the sudden sickening sound of an airlock being broken and then darkness.

 

[spndx7hero]

Two months later
The Achilles hobbled back into Earth central space. Repairs from the emergency airlock break took a long time and we spent most of it hidden away in a nebula dust cloud. My ribs healed quickly and I was promoted to Lieutenant commander, not that that mattered much since I was only in charge of five other men. We were slated to meet with the ISS Ajax, where top brass were meeting to discuss the plan for last defense of Earth. The other ship loomed large in front of us and I gulped at its imposing stature. The captain had asked me to be part of his envoy to meet with generals and admirals from the fleet, including the president of the Corporation. My dress uniform was event tighter than my daily uniform since I hadn’t had a chance to order a bigger one since my academy days. The suit was a bright blue with dark navy strips accentuating the side of my thighs down to my polished boots. The only difference conveying my promotion was a small silver badge attached to my sleeve, but Ruly liked the improvement. He smoothes out the wrinkles in my uniform and admires me before kissing me on the lips.
“My hero…make me proud.”
I give him a wink as I follow the captain to the one loading bay where a small craft waits to take us on board the Ajax. My heart was beating, ever since I relayed the message we intercepted the fleet mobilized quickly and word was the Corporation had made a decision that would turn the tide in the war to years of peace. I was hoping it was one final strike at the reptilian homeworld which our recon had finally located, at the cost of Chen’s life. As we boarded the Ajax I noticed that a lot of the captains were accompanied by senior officers but most were accompanied by lower level officers like myself, roughly my same age and build. The ships corridors were wide and tall, big enough practically to drive a tank neatly through, but what was awe inspiring was the conference room. Huge screen displays and high vaulted ceilings were so much different from the cramped ship I was used to. The captains sat at a large circular table while the rest of us stood at attention around them, backs against the wall, I had a prime spot next to a door. Up above was a high mezzanine where men in military black stood with blaster rifles. They were the Corporation president’s private guard, loyal only to him. When the president entered with General Carter silence filled the room; all eyes followed the handsome wealthy looking man as he took a podium in the center of the circular table. The commanding officers sat waiting for the president to speak, but I noticed the look on my captain’s face…it almost looked like defeat. He looked at me with worry in his eyes and when the president started speaking I knew why.
‘My friends…Comrades. We have come to a momentous decision, one that can’t be made lightly. The Board and I have decided that in order to ensure peace for our interests and our people we have chosen to open negotiations with the reptilians.”
The gasps and shouts of exclamation came from the lower level officers, the commanding officers sat silent some trying to hide their expressions. Immediately we were quieted down by the stern glare of General Carter. The president continued,
“The reptilians have broken through our best defense lines and we can’t pretend that we will hold them off forever. The Reptilian high commander and I have hammered out a deal I think we can both manage and will benefit our people immensely.”
Everyone seemed to lean in to listen to the deal the president had made.
“In return for sparing Earth and leaving it as an autonomous nation the Reptilian Empire has agreed to do business with this Corporation for the mutual benefit of our two parties…”
‘What kind of business?”
A young voice piped up, but the president was unphased. My heart started to beat heavily as I met eyes with my captain once more, who looked at me pityingly.
“In return for Earth’s continued existence we have been contracted with a very generous contract to supply the Reptilian Empire with a luxury good they will pay for in gold and protection from other enemies abroad. I thank you for your service and your sacrifice…Good day.”
I looked about me and I noticed that the black guards of the president pointed their guns, not at the commanding officers but at us, the younger officers surrounding them. I felt a strong arm grab my hand and I immediately twisted out of it. Pulling my blaster and firing but all that came out was a pathetic clicking sound…I had been given an empty blaster before leaving the ship. The guard behind me smirked and immediately grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back bringing me to my knees,
“AAAAAAAGHHH you can’t do this!”
, I shouted. Seeing my other young comrades handcuffed and led to the central table as the commanding officers began to leave the room, untouched. Then I saw my captain stand from his chair, I looked at him, my eyes begging him to help me, but she stopped right in front of my kneeling body. He knelt on one knee and said in a low voice,
“I’m sorry David…This is the only way. I have a son… It’s you…or him.”
My face went pale.
“But Ruly…”
, I said almost pathetically.
“He’s safe. I’ll take care of him.”
The captain smiled and then placed his hand on my chest, letting it run down my body until it reached my crotch. He cupped my burgeoning member and licked his lips.
“Ever since I married you two on the bridge of that ship I wanted both of you for my own…Ruly, well, he’ll need some consoling when you’re gone. Don’t worry…I’ll take good care of him.”
Then he stood and walked out of the conference room while the guard pushed me toward the center of the room, where dozens on young men in tight uniforms were jostled together, forced to sit or lie down on the circular table, their hands and feet bound. I tried to fight back, tried to get away but the guard who held me was too strong. He slammed be face first onto the table bending me over while his buddy pinned my shoulders to the table. I felt my feet cuffed together and then I was hoisted onto the glowing table, that’s when I noticed that the room had quickly become warmer. I looked around and immediately was frightened by the fact that the guards in black had left us tied up on a table, looking sickeningly like a bundle of fruit left out in the open. Suddenly a door opened and five tall menacing figures entered the room, five reptilian generals entered brandishing long knives and the sixth to enter wore a bright red robe, died in blood. He was the largest among them and his phallus was dangling like a long muscular snake between his legs. Then a video screen came on and the president’s smiling face glowed above me.
“Honored guests, welcome to the Ajax. In honor of our new contract please accept this gift, of which many are to come. It has been a pleasure doing business with you.”
The screen cut off and I looked terrified at the Reptilian Emperor who locked eyes on me. He strode no more than five steps to reach the table and he bent forward to sniff me.
“Mmmm they are sweet with fear. Come men…tonight we feast in victory!”
The others circled the table choosing a young man. The emperor sat and pawed my nubile body, squeezing my muscles and letting his hot steaming hand rest on my quivering member. He licked his lips and opened his maw. I screamed out loud as his sharp fangs bit into my tensed abs. Sharp points of pain fired into my brain as he bit down ripping into my uniform, into my flesh and muscles. I screamed in agony for what seemed like an eternity. Tears streaming down my eyes my cock raging hard now as a struggled against the cuffs that kept me bound. The emperor shook his head and tightened his jaw and I wept uncontrollably as he pulled a large chunk out of my side. Blood poured out my side as I looked down and saw a piece of rib and intestines. My body shook and convulsed as his large hands pinned me to the table, groaning and moaning in pleasure. His teeth and tongue pushed aside soft squishy organs as he sought out more muscles to devour. Oddly I stayed conscious, knowing that the saliva from the reptilian’s jaw secreted a substance that kept my heart beating until there was no more blood left. His long tongue licked my tight muscled body as I closed my eyes praying for death. He grabbed my hardened cock and squeezed it tightly in his hands, licking the sweat that had pooled there before putting the soft delicate sex organ in his mouth. I begged him not to. to kill me before he bit down. But it was in vain. I screamed in horrible pain as in one bite he chewed off my manhood. My heart barely beating he looked down at me and smiled a big toothy smile, savoring me. He leaned in and looked at me in the eyes as he reached into the sloping mess he made of my side. I gasped and contorted, no sound or words coming from my mouth as my mouth opened wide. His clawed hand reached around my heart and with one firm tug he yanked it out of my body so quickly I saw his smiling grin as he looked at it still beating. And as darkness surrounded me I saw him open his mouth and take a big bite out of my still beating heart.
The End