Star date on star base (ep. 4)

I spotted him all the way across the gymnasium converted to ballroom dance floor. He was taller than everybody else. And he had a beard.

His tuxedo was blue in a sea of black tuxes. Plenty of blue dresses. So at first he looked like a tall girl from this distance. Except for the beard. 

Once called the senior prom, now it's the final dance of high school. I kept making my way in that direction. I needed a closer look.

The song ended. Another began. I escorted my date back to our table. I said, "I'll get us some punch & be right back."

I got 2 cups of punch. But I didn't come right back.

I made my way through the crowd as if I were invisible. Didn't spill a drop.

This tall guy with a fuzzy beard & blue outfit looked hotter as I got closer. His date was gorgeous in a black gown. More fit than I was. His arm held her as she seemed to chat with others.

I handed him a cup of punch. We sipped in synchronicity. He said, 

This was one crazy dance. Who knew we would end up in bed together later that night.

I said, "Yeah. I would end up in your parents' basement. They thought I was your beautiful date with a lesbian haircut. Short on the sides, long on top. 

"They didn't care. They wanted a grandchild to prove you're not gay.

"My parents thought I was staying at my date's house. I think everybody knew I was gay. I can't keep a secret. I don't have to say anything & my secret is out."

Jacob said:

That's when you became my little bitch. And I can't stop thinking about you. And your ass-pussy. Do you know why I fell in love with you? Me neither. Nobody does.

We both admire his date. A toast to hot lesbians everywhere. Thanks for being cool with us crazy gays.

Our plastic tumblers clanked with a thud. We drank. We made eye contact. He reached out & shook my hand & kept holding it. He was an expert at making our public displays of affection appear platonic.

His date turned to Jacob & said, "He's the one. Don't fuck it up."

Now we're in his parents' basement. The more trash he talked, the more turned on I became. His flamboyant tuxedo with ruffles made him look more masculine in contrast to his fuzzy beard & awkward movements.

I sipped the punch. He gulped the rest of his. He stepped closer. He kissed me & said:

When you held that first handshake a little too long, I felt butterflies. I knew you were the one. My little bitch. My virgin love. The twat I could never forget.

I said, "You always had a way with words. And knew how to seduce the ladies."

He kissed me again. I dropped the punch cup. He embraced me & lifted me into his arms.

Now I'm naked bent over his bed. He was fucking me & talking trash.

You little virgin whore. I fell in love with you that night. Your sweet ass. Your sweet eyes. How you squirmed on the bed in pain & in pleasure. Stop. Don't stop. I never want to leave you. 

I have another year in space rangers. When I get out, I'm gonna marry you. Move away from this shit hole planet. And fuck my little bitch every day forever.

On the star base, I was lying face down naked on my bed. Squirming & grunting. "Don't stop Jacob." Lifting my ass in the air. "Don't leave your little bitch on this shit hole planet."

Lieutenant Paul was standing there grinning. He said, "Damn. Jacob must be a super hottie. Wake up David. I have a box of uniforms you can wear."

I woke up fully embarrassed but remained face down naked on my bed.

Paul sat on my bed next to me. He said, "I wish my name was Jacob. We don't have much time. I'm running late. Get your ass up. Let's get rolling."

He smacked my bare ass with a sting. I hopped up. Only Jacob has ever spanked my ass. I put on what Paul was wearing. White Tshirt, boxers & socks. 

Out into the hallway we dashed for a more formal briefing on the command deck where I had met Captain Chris, who looks like Jacob.

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