Perverts 'R' Us

Andromeda Rising - Chapter Two

By Chillun ( M/b, sci-fi )

The usual disclaimers apply- no resemblance- work of fiction- no copyright infringement - etc.

Later that day, Dylan approached Trance and related most of the previous evening's events to her, leaving out the fact of his uncommon response to Jimmy's sexual overtures. Trance, usually a source of good advice, had really nothing to offer in the way of answers, only suggesting that it could take some time for the boy change his habits, and hypothesizing that since sexual desire is fixed at a very young age, Jimmy may never change.

"Well, isn't that just great." Dylan remarked sardonically. "Remind me to thank you for saddling me with him, sometime."

"You're still the best person for him on this ship, Dylan." Trance responded enigmatically. Dylan had to be content with that, as she would say no more.

As he left Hydroponics, Tyr joined him, heading for Command. "And how is the newest member of Andromeda's crew settling in, Captain Hunt?"

"Nothing is ever easy." replied Dylan.

"Did your new cabin boy serve you well last night?" Dylan stopped dead, grabbing Tyr's arm, and spinning him about to face him.

"What do you know about this Tyr?" he demanded.

"Well, sir, I do know that it is quite common for Nietzchean warships to carry a few slaves for the comfort of the crew. Your own history tells us that cabin boys were often to be found on early sailing ships. My people have simply carried on that tradition."

"They weren't sex slaves, Tyr."

"Perhaps not, Dylan, but you know how little respect we have for kluges, except as marketable commodities. The crew of that ship would have seen the boy as little more than a sexual appliance, to be used as they saw fit, until it was time to trade in for another model."

"Why didn't you mention any of this to me earlier, Tyr, if you knew what he was?"

"I simply assumed you were probably aware of it, Captain. If you prefer, I can take the boy off your hands. I do get tired of solitary pleasure, and a nice young cabin boy would suit me well between ports."

Dylan considered the idea seriously for a moment. It would solve his problems with Jimmy, and he knew Tyr would not mistreat the child - at least, not more so than he had been. The trouble was the boy would be thrown back into the same circumstances he had just been rescued from. Dylan could not, in good conscience, let the boy continue in a situation where he would receive no love, or real guidance, or be allowed to move beyond his current station.

"I think, for the time being, Tyr, the boy is better off with me."

"That is, of course, your prerogative as Captain. I'm sure he will be of good service to you." Tyr responded dryly.

"Damn you, Tyr, I don't want him for sex, I want to help him get away from that. Maybe he can change."

"I doubt that very much, Captain. The Nietzcheans are very good at conditioning, and the child was obviously young enough when they captured him for it to have taken very well indeed. My guess is that he will not change in any significant way. You are welcome to try, though."

"And I will." muttered Dylan, partly to himself.

Dylan spent the better part of the day setting up a schedule for Jimmy, including schooling and arranging for his supervision while Dylan was involved in his duties. At the end of his watch, he took Jimmy on a tour of Andromeda, to familiarize the boy with the ship's layout, and to meet and introduce him to the rest of the crew. Jimmy was on his best behavior, polite and willing to exchange greetings with all of them, although he had a tendency to hide behind Dylan's right thigh until forced to step forward, especially when he met Tyr for the second time. The look he gave Tyr reinforced Dylan's decision to keep the boy with him, at least for the time being.

For their part, the rest of the crew immediately fell in love with Jimmy. His age, and cute boyish looks brought out the maternal in both Trance and Becka, and even Harper responded with an attempt to make the child welcome. It was very rare any of them interacted with children, so he was definitely a novelty. Dylan had no worries that Jimmy would be well treated and cared for by his staff. All of them sat in the ship's mess that evening for dinner, and even Romy attended. They told Jimmy stories, and joked with him, even ordering special foods to tempt him with. He tried very hard to keep up, though most of it probably went over his head. Jimmy also stuck very close to Dylan, rarely getting more than a few feet away, as if someone might try to steal him.

As they returned to their quarters, Dylan asked Jimmy if he had enjoyed himself.

"Oh, yes, Dylan, it was the most fun I've ever had!" he responded enthusiastically, showing more animation than Dylan had yet seen.

"Good, I'm glad to hear it, Jimmy. Tomorrow, you'll start school. It's time for you to get caught up with other kids your age, and I'll know where you are when I'm on duty." He squatted down to help Jimmy take off his clothes, and as he pulled Jimmy's t-shirt over his head, Jimmy leaned forward and put his arms around Dylan's neck.

Looking into Dylan's eyes, Jimmy said, "I love you, Dylan." bent forward and kissed him on the mouth, not as a child, but a fully adult kiss. At the same time, he ground his naked young body into Dylan's chest, sporting yet another woody.

"Whoa there, sailor." Dylan eased the boy back, somewhat overwhelmed by Jimmy's passion.

"I just wanted to tell you, Dylan, in case you didn't know." Dylan's heart melted at the boy's artless confession and he hugged Jimmy close again.

"I think I may love you too, sailor." Dylan whispered into the boy's curly hair. "Now, hop into bed, I'll be there in a while." With that, he gently smacked Jimmy on his bare butt and pushed him towards the bed.

"Will you fuck me tonight, Dylan?" Jimmy asked, his head peeking out over the covers.

"By the great jester's balls, No!" Dylan could not believe the audacity of the question.

"But when, then? I want you to." Jimmy queried reasonably.

"I truly don't know. Now please try and go to sleep. I have some work to do." Dylan didn't dare get into bed with Jimmy still awake. Lord knows what kind of trouble he could get in!

He sat at his desk long into the night, mulling over the mess he found himself involved with. Dylan had always considered himself a heterosexual, enjoying the company and pleasures of women. Certainly he had fooled around with other boys during adolescence, who hadn't? But, his tastes definitely ran to the opposite sex. Why now, suddenly, was he so attracted to this obviously male child? Certainly, part of it was due to Jimmy's own undeniable charm, and adorable countenance, as well as his growing hero-worship of Dylan.

As well, Jimmy's willingness and overt desire for himself counted towards it. If asked, Dylan would have vehemently denied having any attraction towards children of either sex, so why did he keep playing over and over the image of Jimmy's wet little mouth on his cock this morning? Even thinking of that feeling now had his big dick at full staff! As for fucking him, like Jimmy had requested tonight, the idea had his cock drooling, even though Dylan couldn't imagine getting all of his thick nine inches inside the boy. Absently, he wondered how big the Nietzchean Captain's cock was, and whether he had fully penetrated the child.

"Stop it, you fucking perve!" Dylan chastised himself mentally.

Leaving his quarters, he headed for the gymnasium, planning to shoot some hoops, wanting to quell his increasing weakness where Jimmy was concerned. Entering the gym, Dylan encountered Tyr, who was, as usual, lifting weights.

"So, Dylan, Jimmy's got you on the run, has he?"

"Shut up, Tyr." Dylan replied, annoyed that Tyr so easily read his own thoughts. He picked up the basketball and started shooting at the hoop, trying to distract himself.

"I'm sorry, Captain, I meant no insolence, merely that the child has an undeniable charm. I would find him difficult to resist myself. You realize, of course, that anything you did with him would be far better than what he has experienced until now. In fact, since Jimmy already shows an emotional bond to you, you would probably being doing him a favor."

"How do you figure that, Tyr? It sounds like a rationale for sex to me."

"Dylan, the boy has already been as well used as it is possible for him to be used. If I know my compatriots, and I do, that boy has been fucked six ways from Sunday. They will not have spared him anything, believe me. We are not a kind people. At least with you, the boy would learn love and affection can also be part of the sexual experience. The child will not stop having sex, it is all he knows. You can make that experience a wonderful thing, rather than a duty."

"But, he's so small!" Dylan blurted out, inadvertently.

"Oh ho, so that's the problem, is it? Believe me Captain; I'm sure that little package would surprise you. As part of his training, he would have been subjected to some very large insertions. When we were designed, above average genital development was part of our DNA. The normal size of any Nietzchean male when erect is between ten and twelve inches. Why do you think our women love us so?" Tyr chuckled. "Now go, and show that little boy how much you are prepared to love him, something he desperately wants and needs. Certainly no one on this vessel would fault you for it. In fact, I believe they expect it of you. You do not want to disappoint your crew now, do you? I think they worship you as much as that child does."

Defeated, Dylan returned the basketball to the equipment locker, and headed back to his quarters. Entering, he spied Jimmy, sprawled on his stomach, clutching Dylan's pillow to him as he slept. The covers had slipped down and his round little bum was exposed to the night air. Moving closer, Dylan marveled at the perfectly round spheroids, smooth and white, thrusting upwards. He could just see the beginnings of Jimmy's tiny pink rosebud winking at him. His cock sprang to attention at the thought of penetrating that tight orifice. With a sigh for his own dirty lustfulness, he stripped off his sweats and climbed into to bed with his fears. Easing in beside Jimmy, Dylan grabbed the other pillow, and stuffing it behind his head, pulled up the sheet and tried to fall asleep.

Sometime in the middle of the night, Jimmy woke, and pushing aside Dylan's pillow, clambered onto Dylan's hairy stomach. Dylan's erection, which had hardly subsided all night, was pointing straight up, ending somewhere around his navel. Jimmy shifted around until he had captured it between his sturdy young thighs. This put his lips near Dylan's left nipple, which he kissed and proceeded to fall back asleep, comforted at last.

Again, Dylan spent the night having erotic dreams, only this time, they involved Jimmy almost exclusively. In his dreams, he saw the little boy standing in front of him, exactly the right height to suck on him, his rosy lips surrounding Dylan's engorged cock while he held the boy's head in his large hands, directing Jimmy's efforts. In another, Jimmy laid spread-eagled on his stomach while Dylan shoved his cock in and out of the child's back passage, moaning in pleasure. He sucked on Jimmy's boy boner, marveling at the taste and feel of the child's sex, while his large fingers penetrated Jimmy's bum.

Unable to take any more, Dylan came spontaneously, helped by Jimmy's thighs wrapped around his dick. He shot wad after wad onto Jimmy's bum, and finally, relaxed into a more restful sleep. In the morning as they walked to the showers, Dylan spied his guilty evidence dried on the boy's ass. "Well at least I only dreamed the rest" Dylan thought to himself, as he prepared to wash the evidence of his obsession away.

End of Chapter Two