The Blue Yonder : Part One.

It had taken nearly five years to ready just the ion drive of the Blue Yonder - the culmination of over 30 countries efforts to jointly produce what was widely believed to be the best hope for the future of the human race. Earth had been ravaged by a virulent and highly contagious disease that either killed the sufferer within hours or left them in a comatose state from which few recovered. No one had so far made a full recovery and efforts to find a cure had been hampered by the fact that most of Earth's doctors had been among the first to fall ill, since it was they who had been subjected to the virus most intensely.

Blue Yonder, nick named "Blunder" by the crew because of the constant break downs and faulty systems, had been built in space to avoid the problems of getting such a large craft out of Earth's atmosphere. The crew and passengers had been picked from the planet's most talented and educated people. All had been quarantined since the very first day they had been picked. None had been exposed to the virus, but all had been required to submit for regular testing for any signs of the disease and had been regularly injected with the only drug, known only as Solution 5, that had thus far been shown to offer any resistance to it.

Years of research by astronomers had led to the decision to aim the ship towards a far distant and as yet, unnamed galaxy which most closely resembled the properties of our own, where it was believed that a solar system much like ours offered the best hope of finding an inhabitable planet on which to settle and begin anew.

Thousands of passengers would be kept in suspended animation for the entire journey and it was estimated that it would take seven generations of crew to reach the destination. Mating was a requirement of the crew's duties. Children would be raised and educated by those whose knowledge and expertise were vital to the mission so that they would carry on the work of their forebears. All their lessons would centre on the running of the ship. Only subjects vital to the survival of the ship and its passengers would be taught since the passengers in suspended animation would be the ones to teach new generations about everything else once they arrived at New Earth. Each generation would educate the next in all the important subjects, including procreation, to ensure the crew would be maintained at essential levels for the duration of the long journey.

Gavin Malloy was the Captain of the third generation of crew since the departure of Blue Yonder. Previous crews were placed in suspension once each replacement had reached the highest level of education in their assigned area. Gavin's natural ability to lead had led to his rise to Captaincy at the tender age of 22. He was physically perfect. Tall, muscular, dark haired and tan skinned resulting from the pairing of his Carribean father and English mother, who had been the Captain before him. She had now entered S.A. but his father continued to teach his replacement as Chief Engineer, Marcus Devlin. Gavin and Marcus had been close friends for many years, spending any free time they had together on the ship's recreation deck, the only part of the ship not dedicated to work and learning. Today, as Marcus celebrated his 21st birthday, Gavin had granted him a day off and had joined him on the rec deck for a game of low grav squash, a very hard game to learn. As they played, Marcus was telling Gavin about the latest lesson from Gavin's father. One which would be among the last required before Marcus took the reigns in engineering and Kennedy, Gavin's father would enter S.A.

"He's been leaning hard on me the past week" moaned Marcus, "Almost as though he's in a hurry to enter stasis. His focus is incredible!"
"Always has been if you ask me" Gavin replied as he slammed the grav ball against the farthest wall and span a full 180 in mid air in readiness for his friend's return shot. His muscular torso glistened with sweat from the intense effort. "Being his only child has meant I've had his entire focus for years. Mother used to have to order him to concentrate on his work so she could train me. They would fight alot over that. Now she's gone into S.A. he leans pretty hard on me too. Lucky I can order him to stand down, I guess." As he spoke, he launched himself from the side wall and just reached Marcus's return volley in time. His momentum only halting when he slammed into the opposite wall at high speed, knocking the wind out of him and causing the end of his sentence to sound asthmatic. Marcus used the opportunity to slam the grav ball against the wall just above Gavin's head, leaving him no chance of reaching for another shot. "You lose again Captain, Sir!" laughed Marcus as he ran up the opposite wall and thrust himself straight at his friend and pinned him to the wall, both arms above his head, their bodies colliding chest to chest. He planted a wet kiss on his friend's forehead before pushing off again, this time more gently so that he hovered a few feet away. "Consider it a birthday gift" laughed Gavin. "Let's hit the shower"

As they showered in the vapour units designed to keep water usage to absolute minimum (all water was recycled through a sophisticated filtration system. This was carefully rationed.), Gavin found himself wondering about the kiss his friend had planted. He'd never done that before. Were it an isolated incident, he would not have thought any more of it but recently he had been noticing a great many shows of affection between the male members of crew. There had been a marked decrease in the number of pregnancies on board too. It had been noted by the ship's computer that the number of births would fall below the mission requirements during this generation. It had recommended the commencement of an artificial insemination program to boost numbers. Gavin had considered this to be a bit drastic at one point, but he was beginning to worry. He found himself watching as his friend showered, noting that Marcus's lean, tight muscled body had almost no hair except around his balls. He was perfect. Gavin suddenly became aware that Marcus was staring at him intently. "What's up?" he asked. "Well, as a matter of fact Captain, you are! And damn that's a big cock you have, my friend!"
Only then did Gavin realise that in his musings he had become aroused and was feeling incredibly horny! "Oh man, I'm sorry Marcus. I don't know what's come over me" he said as he turned away from his friend to hide his erection. "What would you say if I said I'd like to?" Marcus asked. "Now that would be a real birthday gift!" Without another word, Marcus walked straight up behind Gavin and reached around his buddy, taking hold of the still hard member and pressing his own rapidly growing cock against Gavin's tight, perfectly rounded butt. Gavin knew he should say something. Move away or at least stop what his friend was doing, but as his friend began to pump away at his eager root and press his now equally stiff cock against his Captain's back, Gavin found himself wanting to let him continue. Suddenly, Marcus used his free hand to draw some gel-soap from the dispenser on the shower wall. He used this to lubricate his now throbbing rod and in one smooth motion, entered Gavin's manhole. To Gavin's major suprise, he found himself pushing down on his friends cock, sending it deeper into his chute and causing him to gasp in extacy. "fuck that feels good" he said "I can't believe were doing this!" Through his moans of pleasure, Marcus replied "I've thought of nothing else for weeks now, I just haven't plucked up the courage to try it until I saw you watching me shower and getting worked up in the process." He ran his free hand across Gavin's perfectly formed abs, moving up to carress his beautiful pecs and gently rubbing his nipples before continuing up to his friends face which he pulled around to allow him to bring their mouths together. His tongue immediately thrust into Gavin's unresisting mouth, kissing his friend deeply and passionately. All the while, his other hand continued to pump and squeeze Gavin's rock hard cock which was now dripping with pre-cum and getting ready to blow a hot load of man juice on the shower floor. Gavin felt his orgasm rising from his now tight balls, the powerful sensation moving up through his stomach into his chest and onward up through his neck to his head before exploding in blinding white light at the back of his eyes as his cock simultaneously erupted a huge load of cum against the shower wall. All the while, Marcus was thrusting harder and faster into Gavin's previously virginal hole. As the last of Gavin's spasms subsided, Marcus withdrew his tongue from his lovers mouth and released his now spent cock. Instead he gripped Gavin's hips and began pulling him back and forth repeatedly onto the now fully swollen cock which he plunged deeply into Gavin's chute. Marcus's tight, muscular frame now pressed firmly against his Captains back as he too now orgasmed in long, hot spurts of man juice deep inside the waiting passage. As the last of his juice drained away, he stepped back, turned Gavin to face him and kissed him once more, this time with a tenderness that made Gavin feel as though he were being shown true love for the first time in his previously entirely hetero sex life. He kissed his friend back, using his tongue to explore a mans mouth for the first time and finding it to be more pleasurable than he could ever have imagined.
When they finally parted, all he could say was "That was incredible!" Marcus handed him a towel and said simply "We should get back to work. Your father will be wondering where the hell I am and you have a ship to run Captain, Sir"
Gavin finished drying himself off and the two men dressed in silence and headed out of the shower room on their separate ways to their work stations. As they parted, Gavin said "Happy birthday man!" and headed off to the Bridge feeling both confused and oddly contented.
Neither of the men noticed the third man who had been standing the whole time just outside the shower room, ducking out of sight as they exited. Once they had gone, he returned his own now spent cock to its normal place in his jump suit and left the room with a broad smile on his face.

On his return to the bridge, Captain Gavin Malloy began carrying out his duties in a daze. He wondered how he could feel so good about what had just happened between him and his closest friend. His confusion becoming even more intense when his First Officer, Cassie McCormack, with a grim expression on her pretty face, informed him that incidents of "male to male intimacy" as she put it, were occurring all over the ship.

It would seem, he thought, that there was something very strange happening aboard the Blue Yonder and he needed to find out what was causing it, and quickly.

In part two, coming soon, Captain Malloy begins to suspect a connection between the drug named in the ships computer as "Solution 5" and the ever increasing homosexuality aboard the Blue Yonder.