Major Don West (mm mast asf scifi)

Chapter 1: Don's Idle Hands

Major Don West lay on his bunk in the Jupiter 2's private quarters, stroking his hard 8 inch cock and remembering those distant days on Earth when he could frequent the saunas in any major city, any time he wanted and be sure to find men who would worship his sexy body.

He longed for those days when he could choose his partners from among the many who'd surround him offering their cocks for his inspection. Flinging aside their towels in a gesture of approval of his manly figure as he strutted through the room, all secretly hoping that they would be the chosen partner for a few hours of sex with this studly handsome guy.

Now, here in space, he was lucky to get a few hours alone with Professor Robinson when Maureen and the kids weren't around. Not that John was bad looking, in fact, he is also a very sexy man, it's just the total lack of choice that had been getting him down lately. Where once there was variety, now there is sameness and predictability. Still, sometimes consistency can be a good thing, like the way he could always pleasure himself better than anyone else could, knowing all the right moves to bring himself to a fantastic orgasm.

Don cupped his balls, which he'd shaved this morning, feeling the smooth skin of his scrotum and wishing that he could reach down and lick it, tongue his own balls and roll them around in his mouth. He loved the feeling of shaved balls but hadn't been able to convince John to shave there, probably because John would have to explain it to Maureen who was a bit conservative. He smiled when he thought that it was just as well after all, as the limited supply of razor blades would only ensure his own smooth scrotum for another couple of years.

He squeezed gently on his balls and grasped the base of his hard cock, pulling back his hips so that his hand slid along the shaft of his cock, squeezing out a large drop of precum from his moistened cockhead. He pushed the fluid around the tip of his cock with his finger, then licked the excess off with his tongue, imagining that he was kneeling before a gorgeous man with a huge cock just in front of his face, close enough to lick, close enough to smell.....

He wet his finger with saliva and rubbed it onto his glistening purple head. He circled the head of his cock, concentrating on the flange of it, fingering just beneath the head, and then he sniffed his fingers strongly, filling his lungs with that smell of mansex. He closed his eyes and took his fingers into his mouth, slowly sucking the precum mixed with saliva off them, imagining that it was the man's cockhead, leaking precum onto his tongue. As he fantasised, he pulled gently but firmly on his now rock-hard cock, long even strokes which made his heart pound and his legs tingle.

He playfully pinched at his nipples with his other hand, squeezing first one then the other until both were hard and standing tall as stiff as his cock. He brushed the light coating of hair on his chest with his fingertips and traced the line down past his navel, slowly past his cock until he reached the hairline of his shaved balls. He nudged his balls and lifted them up with the back of his hand, pressing down with his fingers at the same time to slide his fingers down towards his smooth arsehole.

He imaging that his fingers were the stud's tongue, slowly working over his balls and below, spreading his legs wider until his arse was exposed and accessible, then licking all around his buns and circling that little puckered pleasure spot.

He pressed against his hole with his fingers, thinking of how good it would be to have a hard sexy man thrusting his cock forward, pushing into the tight chasm of his arse and fucking him like never before. He pressed harder and felt his finger slide into his hole up to the second knuckle. God it felt good.

His other hand worked faster now, grasping firmly around his fleshy piston, quickly reaching that point of no return. He thought of prolonging it, slowing down to make this last, but the feeling was too good, and he just wanted to feel that hot spoof spurt out of his cock. He pumped fast on his cock and got another finger into his hole, stretching it wider, feeling the muscles tightening around his knuckles, feeling the warm silky moistness of his arse that could milk a dozen cocks tonight.

He knew it was happening even before he saw the first spurt of cum shoot out of his cock and land on his chest, his muscles contracted wildly around his fingers as his arsehole spasmed with the force of his orgasm. Spurt after spurt of cum flew out of his cock and pooled onto his chest and stomach. He hadn't cum for several days so there was a big load to shoot.

He was sweating with the effort, but it was well worth it as he relaxed his legs and wiped the cum off his chest with a cloth and rolled onto his side for a nap.

Just as he closed his eyes, Professor John Robinson burst through the door with a big smile on his face and a gleam in his eye. He excitedly told Don that Maureen had just left in the chariot with the kids, Dr Smith and the Robot for a picnic on the other side of the range.

This meant that they had at least three hours alone together which John intended to spend between Don's legs.

Don looked up at John, muttered something about bad timing, flopped back on the bunk and said "Right now, I need a bit of time to recuperate, so why don't you let me suck that big cock of yours until I get my second wind."

John didn't need to be asked twice, he was already out of his shirt and had his pants halfway down his legs, exposing his bulging groin, the lump in which was still growing. As he thrust his hips forward and commanded the Major to take it all the way down!

Chapter 2: Imitation of Lust

The warning from the ROBOT came too late to stop the aliens from freezing time on the small red planet which had been home for the Robinson party for the past nine months.

Caught in mid-action were Major Don West and Professor John Robinson who'd been out searching for deutronium, about twenty miles from their spacecraft, the Jupiter 2. The others from their party were still at the ship, safely behind the force-field, waiting for the men to return with enough fuel to escape this planet at the next opportunity. This would be some weeks away when the planet's five moons were at their furthest orbit, enabling the safe liftoff of the Jupiter 2, free of the conflicting gravitational pull of the moons which could tear the ship apart.

The family had no idea that there were aliens on the planet, as the ROBOT was with the men, sensing the whereabouts of the deutronium deposits worth mining.

Don and John were conscious but paralysed. They had just downed tools to enjoy a brief rest before heading back to the ship for the day. They both knew that they would probably have taken the opportunity to indulge in a little man to man action while they were alone, as they usually did whenever possible. They had even taken the time to reprogram the ROBOT to accept the fact that the two leaders of the party were meant to secretly indulge in such pastimes to ensure their continuing mental health and good fortune.

John was frozen with one hand pinching one of his nipples, with the zipper of his silver space-suit pulled down as far as it would go, exposing his smooth chest and stomach. His other hand was sandwiched between Don's legs, caught in the act of gently squeezing Don's balls, encouraging his cock to full stiffness, ready for the action to follow.

Don's pose was even more lewd. He was already halfway out of his space-suit, his cock and balls exposed and thrust forward to greet John's hands as they roamed across his body. One of his hands was clasped around his half-hard cock, the other in mid-stroke across his firm buns. The men could do nothing. They could hear the ROBOT's warning but couldn't move.

The four alien beings watched from behind a rock, intrigued by the human forms before them. Immediately, they changed their appearance to match the human form, imitating their captives' form so as not to alarm them too much.

The best part about such a practice was the ability to experience various lifeforms, and enjoy all the pleasures known to each until the novelty wore off, when they simply metamorph-asised again. Theirs was a truly hedonistic existence, their only goal was to experience the sexual climax of each species, a kind of sexual research project which had no mission, no conclusion.

Silently the aliens approached, two exact replicas of each man. They formed two pairs and imitated the pose of their subjects.

Upon the touching of the genital area, the two Don West impersonators began to experience the thrill of their cocks stiffening. They watched with delight as their newly formed fleshy extremities began to function, the warm contentment flowing to their brains as the blood filled their organs.

The cocks of the other two also began to rise, the novelty of which showing in their broad grins. Within a minute or so, all four aliens had fully stiff cocks and had begun to improvise their handling of them, ignoring their models, who could only look on with curiosity.

After a few minutes of exploration of their new devices, one of the aliens gestured toward the two paralysed humans and removed the spell, releasing the musculature of both men, whose cocks immediately sprang to full stiffness as a result of the sights before them. It was like looking into mirrors, but even better.

The communication was via silent telepathy, and within a few moments of being unfrozen, both men were aware that they had been instructed to demonstrate the sexual exploits possible between two of their species. Don thought to himself as he knelt down before John's fat cock that this was going to be the best day of his entire life.

He gestured to his open mouth toward the aliens and then went to work on John's large cock, licking around the tip, licking slowly up and down the shaft.

As he demonstrated, the aliens formed similar poses and the Dons began to suck on the Johns' cocks in unison with the real men.

Spontaneously the aliens made groaning sounds as they experienced the thrill of sucking and being sucked.

Don really hammed it up for his audience, slurping and devouring John's cock as enthusiastically as he had ever done. John joined in the show and began thrusting his cock wildly in and out of Don's mouth, grabbing it with one hand and slapping it across Don's face, teasing him with it, though always ensuring it ended up as far down Don's throat as he could get it.

The aliens really got into it, abandoning their curious watching phase for the actual thrills they were experiencing, improvising their own actions as they began to expand the cocksucking to include some ball sucking and licking.

Don was really posing now and he began to jerk wildly on John's cock as he moved his mouth up to lick and nibble on John's erect nipples. He moaned and slurped at John's chest, moving up to lock his mouth onto John's for a deep tongue kiss.

Don grasped John's cock and pushed it down under his own scrotum and clasped it tightly between his thighs, moving his body back and forth, milking that beautiful cock. This went on for a while until Don began to push John's shoulder down in a gesture that meant "Suck my cock for a while".

John squatted before Don and took Don's huge glistening cock into his mouth as far as he could, without any preliminary licking. He sucked on that cock and pulled his head back to allow the aliens to see the full view of Don's large tool, skin pulled forward, hard as steel.

The aliens though had stopped watching the humans as intently and were just enjoying themselves swapping mouths on cocks. John pulled Don down to the ground and the two men began to 69 each other.

This was a better position to demonstrate from as they could now move on to arselicking, which really intrigued the aliens who all immediately followed suit. The groans and gasps really started to get louder as they felt hot tongues in their holes. They whole scene was just so wild.

John felt that he was going to blow his load so, in order to get the aliens' attention, he sprung to his feet and pointed his fat cock at Don's face and yelled.

Startled, the aliens looked up just in time to see the first squirt of hot jism fly from John's hot cock onto Don's smiling face. John pumped his cock while his body spasmed in the throes of orgasm and his cum just kept spoofing out onto Don, who had his tongue out trying to catch the thick, hot cream in his mouth.

Don was about to cum too so he worked his cock faster with both of his hands and started to shoot his own spoof which flew out of his cock and onto John's legs and his own chest.

The aliens must have also begun to feel the tingle of orgasm and they all stood up, moved to stand above their teachers and began frantically jerking their cocks. Facing each other, they started to blow huge loads all over each other and showering over Don and John with their cum.

It was a great thrill for John and Don to watch pairs of themselves having such fun. When they'd finished the aliens fell into an exhausted though satisfied heap on the sand. They seemed impressed with the human sexual experience and smiled broadly. No sooner had they cum, the aliens vanished in a shimmering light, departing with a telepathic message of thanks to their human teachers.

Don and John just shook their heads and wondered if this had all been some crazy dream. They looked at each other, covered in spoof and realised that it was real. Their contentment was tinged with disappointment however by the premature departure of their new friends who had only learnt the first lesson and could have learned some other great positions and activities.

Maybe another time.....

Chapter 3: Alien Amyl Adventure

The Jupiter 2 found temporary refuge on a benevolent planet with a similar atmosphere to the Earth. The only exception was that the air contained traces of amyl nitrate which made everybody horny as fuck all the time.

Occasionally a concentrated breeze of almost pure amyl would blow across the plains, resulting in the men all getting huge boners as their racing heart rates pumped blood into every part of their bodies, especially their fat horny cocks.

Even Will Robinson had been frantically jerking off daily in an unexplored cave not far from the campsite. Dr Smith, would hide behind some rocks, playing with his own cock and balls as he watched the young Robinson spilling his seed onto alien soil.

One day, the men advised the rest of the family that they had to set out to find some deutronium, as the ship was running low on the fuel and would need more to eventually escape this planet and continue their adventure towards Alpha Centauri.

Major Don West and Professor John Robinson packed some supplies into the chariot and said their goodbyes to Maureen, Judy, Penny, Will and Dr Smith. They thought they would be away at least a couple of days. The men left and the chariot took off over the hills into the strange landscape.

Not too far along the track, the men stopped off for some lunch. They were enjoying the trip, being able to relax in each other's company without having to constantly set an example to the children. They could swear, scratch themselves, piss where and when they chose and, their favourite fringe benefit of the trip; they could enjoy each other's bodies whenever the amyl breezes blew, which was their very special secret.

They lay on the red grass dozing after their lunch, stripped down to their waists as the day was warm. There was no need to worry about getting burnt by the sun, as this sun was much farther away than our own, though it still provided ample light and enough warmth to go about naked.

Don was telling John about the time he had been in the navy, and spent weeks at a time in a submarine with forth other horny guys. He described some of the games they would play to pass their leisure time.

His favourite was called "Torpedo Surprise" which involved a group of naked men kneeling in a circle with their mouths open and their eyes closed. The man with the "torpedo", or hard-on, would stand in the middle and jerk off while spinning randomly around the circle. He would occasionally load the torpedo into someone's mouth for a while. This would continue for as long as possible, until the torpedo exploded its payload into the mouth of some lucky submariner. The winner's prize would be a turn in the middle for the next round.

Don said that, because he was such a good cocksucker, he was most often the winner as all the guys loved shoving their cocks in his mouth, and he could make them cum pretty fast as he loved to swallow their hot loads.

All this talk of sucking was getting the guys pretty randy, and they were casually stroking their hard cocks through the clingy, stretch fabric of their space-suits. John was licking his lips as he watched Don stroke that monstrous bulge, which had assumed the veiny shape of Don's shaft, clearly visible through the material. He loved the taste and feel of Don's hot cock pushing through his lips and into his throat. He could almost taste Don's precum which he imagined was by now oozing out of that slit, getting that hot dick ready for action.

"Let's get comfortable" joked Don as he stood and slid his pants down over his slender hips and freed his throbbing, wet cock from its restraint. John needed no further prompting as he also removed his clothes, revealing his fit, muscular body.

The two men stood looking at each other, naked and free in this beautiful alien landscape. John reached out and grasped Don's hot cock, pulling him closer so he could reach Don's firm, lightly haired chest. Don stepped forward into the embrace, hands already poised to explore John's firm butt.

As they rubbed each other's bodies, a slight breeze began to blow, filling their nostrils with the scent of amyl nitrate, increasing their heartrates and further engorging their cocks.

"One day we'll have to test this stuff in the Jupiter to see if we can replace the deutonium fuel with it" joked John.

"I'm way ahead of you Professor, this stuff already fuels my engine better than anything" Don replied while tightly grabbing the base of his cock and playfully grabbing the shaft of the Professor's thick uncut cock.

"So I can see". John bent forward and gulped down as much of Don's cock as he could fit into his mouth. He just loved licking around the big mushroom head of it, feeling the major twitching at the thrill of his tongue probing the piss-slit, licking off that juice and applying the moisture of his saliva to mix with Don's salty precum.

He jerked on Don's cock with one hand while he gently caressed his arse with the other. His mouth now alternating between each of Don's balls, licking and rolling them around in his hot mouth.

After a few minutes, Don took over the motion on his cock, jerking himself slowly and relishing the warmth of John's expert mouth on his arsehole, the tongue probing deep into the hole as he bent his body forward and pushed himself back onto John's mouth. John was reaching deep into Don's butt with his strong tongue, preparing for the probing of his fingers and hot cock which was soon to follow.

John lay down on the ground, the weight of Don pushing him down until his head couldn't go any further. Don leant forward, careful not to dislodge that tongue from his hole, but far enough so that he could suck on John's throbbing cock, which was leaking a large amount of precum, moistening and lubricating the head.

Don licked at John's dick like there was no tomorrow, slurping up that salty juice. All the while, his tongue action encouraging more and more of it to flow out of the fat cock and onto his tongue.

After another couple of minutes, Don moved his body forward and squatted over John's cock, now very slick from saliva and precum, and ready to slide smoothly into that nicely loosened hole that John had been working open with his tongue.

John thrust his hips forward slowly, pushing his rock hard cock into Don's willing arse. Inch by inch it slipped up into Don until it disappeared from sight, and Don could see John's balls nudging against his own, between his hairy thighs.

Don rocked slowly back and forth while John gently thrust his cock in a well practiced motion that they had developed over times like these and which they had both been yearning for.

Another gust of amyl blew across the grass, again increasing their sensory perceptions towards the inevitable climax that would soon follow.

Don pulled on his cock at the same speed as the humping of John's hips, and reached down to pull on John's balls, tightening the skin as much as possible, then releasing it to watch the balls refill the sac.

John was getting close to cumming now as he began to moan louder with the increasing speed of his thrusts. Don wanted to watch the spoof as it shot from John's cock, so he reluctantly raised himself up off the cock, quickly spinning around to watch John's body as it shuddered with his orgasm.

John reached out and grabbed both of their cocks and rubbed them together with one hand as quickly as he could without letting them slip out of his grasp.

Within a minute, both men were cumming together with awesome force, spraying their hot white spoof all over John's lightly haired chest in a frenzy of cum-spurting heaven.

Both men shot huge loads as it had been quite a while since they'd been able to enjoy this type of sex. Don lapped at the pooled cum and sucked the last few drops from John's cock.

He rubbed the cum into John's chest and over his stomach until it lost all colour and became sticky.

They kissed each other deeply for a while and lay down in each other's arms and dozed off to sleep. Both men dreamed of returning to Earth one day, but knew that they never really wanted to leave this heavenly planet with its sexy breeze and ultra-horny atmosphere.

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