OBSESSION

OBSESSION.

CHAPTER ONE

It was his smile that first attracted me to him. He had a great big beaming smile that lit up his face and showed off his whiter than white teeth to perfection. It was the sort of smile that made your heart melt just to witness it. He was always smiling, bestowing that blessing on everyone, except for me and the other officers in charge. And I was jealous, and a little bit hurt, for I wanted him to smile only for me. Only at me. And I wanted to smash in the faces of everyone else he smiled at. It was a special smile, a smile that should only be gifted upon a lover. I was going be his lover. He just didn’t know it yet. But I was going to have him. And I knew that, by the time I was finished with him, no-one but me would ever see that smile again.

“Sir? General Sir...You wished to see me?”

Oh yes, I wished to see him. But not as he was now, fully clothed and stood to attention. I wanted to see him naked, lying back on my bed, and with something else ramrod straight and standing to attention.

As if reading my mind, the boy began to blush, his cheeks reddening, making him appear even prettier to me than I could ever have imagined. And imagine I did. I imagined that he was blushing because I had just taken him, and his face was flushed with the aftermath of my lovemaking.

“Sir?”

His quivering voice broke into my thoughts, forcing my mind back into my office. He was staring at me with uncertainty in his big blue eyes. His eyes. They were like vast pools of the deepest water, and I wanted to sink into them.

He shuffled on his feet nervously.

“Excuse me Sir, but...I really need to be going. I don’t want to get into any more trouble, Sir.”

He was so adorable. I wanted to put my arms around him and reassure him that he wouldn’t get into any trouble. Well, not the sort he was thinking about, anyway.

“Cadet, Aspen isn’t it?” I asked. As if I didn’t know! As if I didn’t already know everything I needed to about this boy. Well no, not everything. I had yet to know what he smelt like up close...How soft his skin felt under my touch...What he tasted like...

“Please, take a seat Cadet Aspen,” I told him, motioning casually towards the chair opposite my desk. I watched as he sank down into it gracefully, my heart skipping a beat as I saw his dainty pink tongue lick nervously at his lips. I was spellbound, imagining those lips and that tongue working magic on a certain part of my anatomy. I was so glad the huge table hid my erection. I coughed, clearing my throat, hoping my voice didn’t give away my excitement.

“I am taking several members of this core on a routine training mission, Cadet Aspen.” I loved saying his name. “And there is room to take one novice on board with us. Your name has been mentioned to me.” Like hell it had. This little jaunt had been organized by me purely to get the boy alone. “Would you be interested in... coming?” A very, very, important question there…. and I waited with bated breath to hear his answer.

“I would love to come with you, Sir!” he said enthusiastically. Right answer, I thought. Now, I had to get him out of the room as quickly as I could, before I exploded into my pants.

“Okay. Leave it with me. I’ll send all the details of when we’re to leave, and what you’re to take, to your commanding officer. See him first thing tomorrow morning,” I said, holding out a hand for the young cadet to shake. He stood up, and accepted my hand. I closed my fingers around his, and squeezed, careful not to hold him for too long. It wouldn’t pay to arouse his suspicions just yet, not while he still had a chance to run away. “You may go now,” I instructed him.

“Yes Sir. Thank-you, Sir,” he said, and made his way out, shutting the door behind him.

“Oh no...Thank-you, Cadet Aspen,” I purred, as I finally relieved myself with the hand that had touched him, leaning back in my chair and closing my eyes, and imagining that it was his hand, his small soft hand, upon me.



Obsession.

Chapter 2.


I couldn’t believe it when I was issued with a summons to report to the General's office. What the fuck had I done wrong now? It must have been something really bad. Normally, whenever I did something wrong, like drop my gun during spin routine, or if my uniform buttons weren’t polished to shining standard, then normally I got sent to report to my commanding officer, a dark haired man who had instructed us all to call him Jake.

My mind thought back over the day’s events. Okay, I know I’m not the best recruit Allied Space Force ever had, but at least I try hard. And I know my buttons were okay, because one of the other new recruits complimented me on them. Um, it was quite funny that really...I was rushing to the parade ground because I was going to be late again, and he stopped me by putting his hand up against my chest, and then he ran his fingers down my jacket slowly, his eyes gleaming softly. That’s when he made the remark about how good my buttons looked. And he was smiling at me, so I knew he wasn’t making fun, not like most of the other new boys there did. Yeah, he seemed pretty interested in my buttons, kept playing with them between his fingers. I don’t know why.

Anyway...

I’m sure I didn’t do anything to embarrass myself once I got to the parade ground. Sure, I know I was late, but so was the other boy, the button boy, and he hadn’t been summoned to see the great General Zaphara. So it had to be something else I’d done. I just wish I knew what!

My heart was hammering in my chest as I knocked at his grand wooden door. I’d never actually had contact with him before. Oh, I’d seen him strolling around the parade ground, watching intently as we newbie’s practiced our drills and weapon manoeuvres. He was a tall man, always dressed in figure hugging tight black leathers, with the most spectacular long silver hair that trailed behind him. It seemed lately that he was always there, watching us as we were put through our basic training, inspecting us silently as he passed. But he’d never spoken to me. Why should he? I was just one of the new boys, a raw recruit...A nobody.

So why had he demanded to see me?

My legs turned to jelly and almost gave way beneath me when his voice boomed out for me to enter. For a couple of seconds, I even thought of running away. But I knew that there was nowhere for me to hide. And the last thing I wanted was to be dragged into his office like a child. So I took a deep breath...and entered.

I marched up to the desk where he was seated, and stood to attention, just the way I’d recently been taught to, clicking my heels together and holding my head up high. I must have stood there for several minutes, my back straight, my eyes front...And he ignored me! Although I could tell he kept glancing up at me from the paperwork on his desk, he didn’t say a word. Terror began to grip me. I must have screwed up real bad.

“Sir? General Sir….You wished to see me?”

I had to ask. I had to get this over with. If I was being ejected out of the ASF Academy, if I wasn’t good enough for this army, then I didn’t see any reason to prolong the agony. The thought of being kicked out and sent back home in shame, almost made me cry. I felt my face flush as I tried desperately to hold back the tears.

Now, in my deepest embarrassment, he looked up and studied my face. Yet still he didn’t speak.

“Sir?”

Oh god, I couldn’t believe it...my voice trembled. Surely he knew the agony I was going through? And yet all he did was stare silently at my eyes. Bastard...he wanted me to cry! Well, I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. Instead, I decided to force his hand.

“Excuse me Sir, but...I really need to be going...I don’t want to get into any more trouble, Sir.”

Finally, he spoke to me, but only to confirm my name. Then he gestured for me to sit. I did so quickly, before my shaking legs could give way. So I needed to be sitting to hear the bad news, huh?

My stomach felt like lead, and the blood roared in my ears. My throat began to close over, and my mouth went dry. I licked at my lips, a nervous habit I’d carried over from my childhood.

The General gave a short, abrupt cough, and cleared his throat. Here we go, I thought, this is it. This is where he tells me my career is over before it’s even begun.

“I am taking several members of this core on a routine training mission, Cadet Aspen,” he said. “And there is room to take one novice on board with us. Your name has been mentioned to me. Would you be interested in... coming?”

My head swam with what I’d just heard. And then relief flooded my body. A mission? My name had been forwarded to him recommending me for a mission? I felt giddy with joy. I wasn’t being kicked out of the force...I had been chosen to go on a mission, and with the great General, no less. What had I done to deserve such an honour?

I fought to keep the relief from my voice as I answered him quickly. I would have been a fool to turn down his offer. He seemed pleased with my response, and after telling me to report to my commanding officer in the morning, he held out his hand for me to shake. His hand was surprisingly large, I noticed, as it totally engulfed mine in a firm grip.

“You may go now.”

I was being dismissed from his office. But I wasn’t being dismissed from the army!

“Yes, Sir. Thank-you, Sir,” I said, before leaving and closing the door soundly behind me, allowing him to continue with whatever it was I had interrupted.