Abel III's Awakening - 29. Chapter 29 Dennis

Chapter 29

Dennis

Abel III's Personal log:

Thursday, the 29^th day of March, 2734

It was Dennis' twenty-fourth birthday and it was a wonderful day. Over the past several days we had recovered all of our vigor and psychic power and we were feeling in top form. It seemed amazing, but an analysis of our auras confirmed that our sharing of our love and bodies with others really did aid in the recovery in our strength and powers. Dennis had let my cousins know that we were fully at our peak and we wanted to spend some quality nights together as a couple and they understood. Well sort of.... Like us, they were still in their young and horny stage of life and enjoyed as much sex as possible and on our ship with so many men available and willing to pleasure young men, they had ample opportunities of which they took full advantage. They certainly were not clueless like I had been throughout my first seven years aboard the Silverspin.

We arrived at Nexus early this morning and again had plenty of stored energy from our inertial compensator storage collectors to sell to the station. The Silverspin was a cargo ship but moved like a cruiser since the last refit. Given the vast distances in space, it was becoming a more apparent advantage all the time. The crew was looking forward to another couple of days being docked at a station with some diversions rather than having to hurry to unload and load and move on to the next delivery while being stuck inside the ship for days and weeks on end. The cargo ready for immediate off-loading had been delivered. Grandfather was busy arranging for picking up some more and we were scheduled to swap some cargo with another ship due to arrive in a couple of days. Dennis and I using our mind-meld had done a general scan of the station as we approached and found nothing amiss or threatening. After we finished our normal docking shutdowns and switchovers through the multiple umbilical links to the station for power, life support, et cetera. We finished our chores early and had some free time and Dennis and I were on our way well before the noon hour.

He wanted to check out a diner he had found on the local net which served American style hamburgers and french fries. We went there for lunch and it was as billed. Hamburgers, cheeseburgers, double burgers with bacon and cheese, mushroom burgers, in sizes ranging from a quarter pound to a full pound were featured along with the best french fries anywhere. Also on the menu were thick ice cream milkshakes in a variety of flavors, but heavy on various chocolates. For dessert they served warm apple pie with a scoop of their homemade vanilla ice cream. We sat at the counter and ate our fill and it was blissful.

Afterward we decided to check out a movie playing at the local holographic cinema and it was another action adventure film set in the old west of America where the cattle ranchers wanted to keep the open ranges and farmers wanted to fence in their fields. There were lots of cowboys on horses. It was a real shoot-em-up. The horses looked huge and when a herd of them galloped off, the noise was like thunder. The cattle were stampeded as well during different times of the story and they ran over everything in their path. It was all quite exciting as it looked liked the digital images were captured by flying drone cameras that took you right inside the action and captured both the sight and sound perfectly. The dust and dirt from flying hooves was precisely rendered as well. We came out almost expecting to have to dust ourselves off.

For supper we were joining our family and several of our crew at the one fancy restaurant on station. The dinner was my treat. It was a steak house and also featured prime rib. So after the movie we hurried back to the ship to get dressed for dinner. We got to wear some of our fancy clothes we had purchased on the space stations Starview, Houston and Valya. And of course, I had no say in what I wore as Dennis and my cousins had to pick out my clothes for me. I had to admit, their taste was better and certainly more adventurous than mine as I would have stuck with conservative dark navy colors. Instead I was dressed in tight shiny leather pants dyed a dark burgundy color with a satin tie dyed shirt in colors ranging from dark navy to royal blue and sky blue with azure blue highlights.

My cousins dressed Dennis as well and the birthday boy looked spectacular and his looks certainly provoked a hunger in me. They dressed him in tight shiny light butter cream leather pants and a tie-dyed satin shirt done in a sunburst motif with oranges, reds, golds and yellows. My cousins were likewise attired in their form fitting shiny leather pants and tie-dyed shirts in their colors as well. By contrast, Dad, Kade, Grandfather and Drew looked nondescript in their usual dress attire.

It was a gay crowd that headed out to the restaurant where we had a private room reserved. Considering the short time since Dennis joined our crew, the turnout was exceptional as there were more than seventy of us and of course, everyone from engineering was there as well as most of the senior section chiefs. John Brooks our chief of maintenance was absent because he was delegated to remain on board as the senior officer in case of an emergency.

The party was soon in full swing with appetizers and an open bar making for a merry time. Everyone was congratulating Dennis and giving us both almost hungry looks like they could eat us up. Many actually told us that they knew what we were having for dessert and to enjoy ourselves. I tried not to blush but was only partially successful. My cousins were especially good at winding me up, but they got their share of looks as well from the crew and flirted right back. They did not have a shy bone in them.

Dinner was soon announced and everyone took their seats and dinner was served. Everyone had been notified by com to place their orders ahead of time and had done so to expedite the process. The head table included our family and the various chiefs with George sitting on the other side of Dennis as I sat to his right. The meal lived up to its billing and everyone was pleased with the food. Dessert was coffee and cake with the cake again baked by my cousins. For Dennis, it was a double dutch chocolate with a cooked chocolate icing that was divine. They had gotten the recipe from Dennis' mom and he was surprised!

After dinner drinks were offered as well as more coffee but the party was winding down by twenty-one hundred hours and we left then and headed to our cabin where Dennis promised to make love to me for hours on end.

We were barely in the door of our cabin and I was being stripped, kissed and led to our bed. Dennis was suddenly naked and resting on top of me, as he tasted me everywhere. I did not have time to think and had no time to react before he swallowed my sword to the hilt and kept his hands busy tugging on my balls and massaging my ass. I tried to turn to get to his swollen member but he wanted me to lay back and be worshiped. Who was I to argue?

He wound me up until I thought I would burst, but through our link he could gauge exactly how far to go before he would back off, and then start again. The man was slowly driving me crazy as he switched up blowing and rimming me. I was pleading and begging him for release but he skillfully diverted my every request into a moan of pure ecstasy as he mind looped his pleasure at pleasuring me back to me. Soon he had me in such a state that I was a puddle of pleasure tossed on sea of passion and that's when he reared back and plundered me with his spear in a gigantic rush of tidal passion that threatened to overwhelm us both. I was like a bucking bronco as my cowboy rode his bull face to face and began to ravish my mouth as well. Time stood still as our passion expanded and expended into us so that our very toes were curling. Our breaths became shrieks as we climbed the mountain of our pleasure and then suddenly we were both there and there was no going back. I could feel him spurt inside me as I jetted cum between our rigid abs as we clenched together and just unloaded firing volley after volley of hot jizz.

We looked at each other and our faces were frozen into smiles. We lay together for a while and then suddenly I was scooped up and herded into the shower by my just twenty-four year old young god. He had pre-programmed our rock show refresher shower unit with a new song and light show with the sonic pulses of warm mist timed to the beat of the music. Of course it was country and western rockabilly song and Dennis sang along at the top of his voice as he washed me from stem to stern and all parts in between. He even used the hand held anal shower head on us both to get us squeaky clean. Of course we both rose to the occasion but Dennis swatted my hands away and said we were saving them for round two. He triggered the dryer function and we grabbed some towels to finish the process and then I was led by my erection back to the bed.

With some variation, we took turns repeating the first round several more times before we both lost count. The longer we made love, the more we merged into our mind-meld until neither of us could truthfully say where one of us ended and the other began. We even became aware of the group psychic net and could perceive us from a third party point of view using it. As our feelings of gratification increased we became super-sensitized to each other and those around us, as we perceived their auras. My cousins were entertaining two members of the crew in Steve's cabin and they were involved in a gymnastic foursome. Dad and Kade were enjoying their post orgasmic cuddle and starting to think about getting cleaned up. Grandfather and Drew were sound asleep having enjoyed their coupling and measured release. It seemed the rest of the crew had to a man also relieved every sexual tension and there was a lingering feeling of satiation which seemed to encompass the whole ship.

We cuddled and kissed and shared our thoughts and feelings mind to mind for an indeterminate period and then found ourselves once more in our shower, which this time was set to a slow languorous rhythm as we took our time. We finished and returned to our bed which we stripped and remade with clean sheets and then we tumbled into bed and pulled the soft sheets over us as we spooned together with Dennis pulled into my chest as I wrapped myself around him. My champion was as exhausted as I was, but we were too keyed up to sleep.

Our psychic senses seemed set to a fever pitch and we were awash in feelings of well-being. We decided to extend our psychic senses and scan the space station and its environs again which we did effortlessly. We worked as a unit and rapidly made assessments and moved on tracking with threads only those that raised some questions or interest worthy of later investigation. No perceived threats or emerging problems were noted as we quickly worked through the entire population. It seemed our talent enjoyed being exercised and just performing the scan brought a feeling of contentment and accomplishment.

We finished and then sort of drifted into a sound replenishing sleep, only to be awakened a short time later by a sense of impending danger that was closing in rapidly. We both came awake instantly and reached out as one with our psychic senses utilizing the group psychic shield as well and located the threat on an inbound cruise ship which would arrive in the next thirty hours. What was odd was that cruise ships seldom stopped at Nexus, usually just passing by to utilize the transit points to other more tourist friendly places. Our threat was scheduled to be jettisoned on Nexus due to his unnatural ability to enrage people to the point of causing shouting, arguing and disagreements which had come to blows on the cruise ship. After several such outbursts and with the somewhat limited medical facilities on the cruise ship, he was finally heavily sedated and kept comatose. They were dumping him at Nexus to be evaluated at the station's medical facility for a more in-depth evaluation.

Our scan showed that despite being sedated to the point of being comatose, he was still leaking significant amounts of psychic energy. We drilled down through the fog inducing drugs and probed his psyche deeply. His name was Bart Matthews and he was hysterically angry and confounded by his emerging talent when he suddenly heard hundreds of voices in his head. He had become enraged after telepathically reading his best friend and lover and found out that his lover was really only interested in his trust fund. They had booked the all-inclusive cruise to celebrate Bart's coming twenty-sixth birthday. That also happened to be the day when he would gain full control of the trust funds left him by his dad who had been killed in a tragic accident when Bart was only five years old. The total was currently valued at over five hundred million Sovereigns, a serious chunk of change.

Being thrown off the cruise ship was the least of Bart's problems as he had plenty of funds to pay for any needed medical care or transport back to his home planet. His problem was that he was still in a rage and had no idea how to control or deal with his emerging talent and was thus a danger to everyone. More personally for Dennis and I, our deep concern was that someone on Nexus would figure out that Bart was exhibiting psychic powers and turn him over to be dealt with by the government. After our recent experience of silencing, we never wanted to have to do that again.

Dennis and I conferred and decided to take some proactive measure. Using our enhanced mind-melded powers, we impressed on Bart a sense of calmness and put a lid on his rage. Working long distance, since his ship was still over a day out from the station and through the fog of his drugged mind, it took some significant amount of time. Then we set about constructing shields and filters so that he was not leaking psychic energy or being constantly bombarded with the thoughts of anyone within his range. Those activities also took another couple of hours. Finally, we set a compulsion on him to decline any medical treatment on Nexus and to come look for passage home on the Silverspin, which was conveniently on station.

As we finished up and again took note of our surroundings, we were astonished to note it was already 8:00 in the morning. We got up and relieved our bladders and hurried back to bed. We were about to finally allow ourselves to rest when I realized we needed to check out the gold-digger boyfriend. His name was Jack Spreckler and on probing him we found he was resigned to the fact that his time with Bart was over. Since the cruise was all-inclusive and already paid for, he was already doing an inventory of the available rich guys on board that he could seduce and make his new meal ticket before the round trip voyage ended. He figured he had plenty of time, as the voyage was less than a third over. With his status resolved, I let Hal know we were not to be disturbed until lunch- time. I also asked him to invite everyone in the family for an important family conference right afterward. With that taken care of, Dennis and I fell into an exhausted, dreamless sleep.

Hal woke us up just in time for us to dress and rush to the dining hall. We were starved and both of us had seconds of everything. Dennis' appetite had caught up with mine. After lunch, we met in Grandfather's cabin and we explained what we had discovered about Bart and what we had done and why. Everyone agreed we should do just about anything to avoid having to do another silencing. We also agreed we didn't ant to see an emerging telepath co-opted by the government.

Dad asked, “What is your plan for handling Bart when he comes calling?”

“We intend to convince him to join our crew so that we can teach him to be a telepath with control and have a chance of remaining free of the government's clutches. We will resort to some mild compulsion if necessary so that we can fully inform him of the dangers and problems he will face. Based on our scan last night, we feel confident that we can deliver the Silversmith family telepathic package to him and then guide him through the development of his emerging gift. We think we have enough psychic power to make this happen in a way that Bart will find reassuring and perhaps even somewhat exciting! In addition, it will make for good practice for Dennis and I when we have to train Steve and then Bill when they come into their power!”

Grandfather then asked, “Will you put him in a crew cabin?”

“We plan to have him bunk with us until he has fully come into his power and then ask him to choose what he wants to do,” I replied.

Steve and Bill looked at other and then Bill said, “I seldom use my cabin and spend almost every night in Steve's, even when we are entertaining overnight visitors. I can move my stuff out of my cabin and into Steve's and then Bart could have my cabin if he wants it.”

Everyone smiled, as they knew it was true that the brothers seldom spent any free time apart as they genuinely loved being together and that included their intimate times as well. We all agreed that was a sensible plan.

Grandfather then said, “ I advise Abel III and Dennis to constantly monitor Bart and those around him until he arrives safely aboard the Silverspin. As we are on somewhat of a stand-down awaiting another ship to pick-up their cargo, we have the luxury of not needing either of you in Engineering for the next several days. After that you will have to work out your schedules with George so that one of you can stay with Bart until he acclimates to his gift. From what you told me, I surmise that he is a “wild” talent as there is nothing in the known telepathic family histories to show a connection to him. With the poor record or history of “wild” talents being sheltered and rescued this could become a full-time job that you will have to share between you.”

“We had already come to that same conclusion,” I replied as Dennis was nodding his head. “We are under no illusions that this will be easy, but based on our own robust psychic power and how it is magnified when we merge, we think this project is well within our capabilities.”

With that the meeting broke up and Dennis and I went to our cabin to start our active monitoring of Bart and those around him. The clock was ticking and we had only until the next morning until Bart would be turned over to the station medical bay.