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They call me Rookie because I’m the rookie on our team of soldiers and scientists monitoring the edge of the galaxy from nasty alien “bugs.” I haven’t seen any combat, but suddenly it looks like an invasion is headed our way. My sexy silver-fox commanding officer, Sarge, has taken it upon himself to ease some of my pre-combat nerves. But if I give him my virginity, will I get his heart in return?
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The MM Sci-Fi Romance series is a trilogy of erotic, graphic gay romances set on an isolated planet in an alien “bug” infested universe. The stories should be read in order, and all end with a happily ever after, or happy for now.
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Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 3
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: 46-65
Tropes: Alpha Character, First Time, Forced Proximity, In Uniform, May/December, Wide-Eyed Innocence
Word Count: 19000
Setting: Outpost planet Polari-32
Languages Available: English
Our building afforded very little privacy, which was no doubt why Tech and Calhoun were fucking outside somewhere. There was an armory, the computerized control center, a dining area and pantry with food stores, a small gym, an even smaller infirmary, and open-style crew quarters with six bunks, three to each side. Our bathroom was behind that, with two stalls, two sinks, a changing area with lockers and a bench, and a spacious double shower with two heads, ledges for toiletries and a couple mirrors for shaving. Most of us showered together, so the mirrors always offered a chance to check out the other guys.
I found Sarge standing in the center of the crew quarters. My heart was racing, blood pounding. In the minute it had taken me to walk inside, my dick had already gotten aching and hard. I fought the urge to shift it in my pants, lest Sarge didn’t mean what I was hoping he meant.
Fuck, maybe he just wanted to play cards or something.
READ MORESarge crossed his arms over his big chest while I just stood there panting like an idiot. He gave me an assessing look, that crooked smile calling me to kiss it until he was breathless with desire for me.
Had he called me in here for sex? It seemed like he called me in here for sex, right?
Please let him wanna have sex!
Months of tension between us, even to my naïve mind, seemed to be leading to sex. But he was a superior officer, and I wasn’t going to make a move first, lest I misread the whole thing because I was inexperienced and horny as hell.
“You can come a little closer,” he said in a dreamy voice.
Okay, that meant sex, right?
Why am I so stupid about this?
I took a few tentative steps toward him. I knew my face must be red and flushed, and I couldn’t seem to close my mouth or breathe through my nose like a normal person. Licking my lips, I stopped about a meter away from him, my eyes locked on his gorgeous face.
I might be feeling stupid and confused, but Sarge was calm and collected. He simply smiled at me, in that same patient, kind way that drew me to him like a bug to carbon. “You’ve had a long day, Rookie. And it looks like we might have some more long days ahead of us. Why don’t you go hit the showers and get yourself nice and cleaned up for me?”
“Um, okay,” I said and turned and walked to the showers.
Um, okay? That’s what you’re going to say? You sound like an idiot!
I paused at the door to the bathroom and looked over my shoulder. Sarge was watching me. I might be a virgin, but that was hunger in his gaze, and he’d been staring right at my ass. A gush of pre-cum surged from my cock, making me tremble.
He had distinctly said get cleaned up for him. So that meant he wanted to fuck me, right?
That crooked grin turned feral, and a spike of nerves went down my spine as I hastened into the bathroom.
Oh yeah, he’s going to fuck me!
Yes!
On auto pilot, I sat on the bench in front of our lockers, and removed my boots, socks, shirt, and pants in a matter of moments. I was naked and one room away was a man who’d promised with his look, perhaps not words, that I was about to get fucked.
Finally it was going to happen. All of the shared looks, his not so innocent touching, my midnight fantasies, all of it culminating tonight with his dick up my butt. I was scared it might hurt, but excited that it might be wonderful. Would he kiss me the whole time, tell me he thought I was sexy?
Damn, I needed him to think I was sexy. I was a solid two meters tall, my dark hair curled a bit, but in a nice way, and I had hazel eyes. I also had big muscles thanks to the CAP testosterone programs and my workouts, and blessedly, almost no body hair. As much as I liked Sarge’s pelt, I hoped he liked how smooth and firm I was.
I grappled with the shower nozzle and stood there nervously while the water heated. Was he going to come and join me? Or did he just want me to wash up so I was clean and ready for the act?
That’s what he’d said. Get ready… for me.
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