# Speed - Episode 1

Author: LunusTBren
Tags: Anal, Canine, Cum, Dog, Feline, Gay, Knot, M/M, Plot Development, Sci-Fi, Tiger, Wolf, cum shot, sex, space

"And
Renegade comes screaming past the fifth marker taking the lead and knocking Star
Dancer back to second. Star Dancer is going to need..."  
 
"Computer
mute announcer audio." The Computer gave a beep in reply as the audio cut
out. "Ayalla prepare to deploy the auxiliary thrusters on my mark. We will
need the extra maneuvering power for the asteroid field ahead." 
 
With
a few taps on the screen in front of her then she responded, "I am ready
to deploy thrusters on your mark."
 
"Good.
Wait for it. Wait for it... Now!"
 
"Thrusters
deployed." The shuttle jerked to the left as I pulled on the control
column to come around the large asteroid in front of us.
 
"Renegade
to Nav Comm. How's my six?" Nav Comm stands for 'Navigation Commander'
basically their job is to help the flight crew of these older shuttles.
 
I
heard his voice come over the comm system "Clear for about fifteen
kilometers. Careful up ahead, the field gets pretty dense."
 
"Thanks
Nav Comm. Tell me, how's Star Dancer doing?" I flicked my ears as I sadistically
grinned.
 
"She's
fallen back to sixth. Apparently Mayes is having problems with her thrusters.
Predator has taken second."
 
"Predator.
Really? Well Smith must have been doing some extra flight training."
Captain Smith had a faster and more advanced shuttle than we did but he wasn't
really k own for good piloting skills.
 
The
wolf cut in from the console behind me with her usual nasally voice with tones
of urgency, "Watch the asteroids ahead, Blue they get pretty dense." 
 
"I
see them. Hold on" Ayalla braced herself against her console and the wall
as I once again jerked on the controls spinning the shuttle around a few
smaller rocks.
 
She
returned to her tapping, "With speed and style. You're not half bad at
shuttle racing."
 
"Never
give an inch." I responded grinning at her sarcasm
 
"
'cause they'll take a mile. A few more maneuvers like that and we're replacing
thruster power conduits for a week. You always push the thrusters too hard Blue."
 
"How
else do you expect me to maintain my reputation?" Ayalla was my copilot
and currently my chief engineer and operations officer. Usually shuttle crews
consisted of four people, the captain which just happens to be me, an
operations officer, engineer, and finally the Nav Comm who just acts as the
tech and sensors officer when they are on board.
 
The
voice came over the comm system again, "Sorry to interpret again but,
Predator is beginning to pick up his pace."
 
"I
see him. Bearing 176 mark 189." Said Ayalla.
 
I
responded, "I'm moving to avoid. Prepare to engage afterburners."
 
"Ready."
 
"Hold
on!" I swiftly pushed my paws forward causing our shuttle to accelerate
rapidly, throwing Ayalla and I back into our chairs. "Got it!" A
large flash and bang came from the back of the cabin.
 
"Your
little stunt just blew out just about every relay in the secondary power
core." She said urgently as she kept tapping the console in front of her.
 
I
shook my head and rolled his eyes with a cocky look on my face, "Why do
you engineers always jump right to the bad news? Switch to backups and we will
be fine."
 
"Okay.
Here's an idea, how about you change out the dozen or so ruptured conduits and
I'll start working on my PR. Maybe I'll get a green stripe in my head
fur to match your blue stripe and Gunther's red one." Gunther was our
ground engineer and my mate. He's an arctic wolf and distinguished by his
signature red stripe he has in his head fur similar to my blue one.
 
"Sounds
like a plan. It has been a while since I've gotten my paws dirty anyway. Hey
Nav Comm what color do you want our stripe to be? Red, Green, and Blue are
already taken."
 
"Ha...
I think I'll take orange..."
 
Ayalla
rolled her eyes, "I've never really put much thought into it before. I think
I'm starting to like the idea of dyed fur more and more."
 
"You
can't be serious... I thought you were joking."
 
"I
was... at first. Think about it, Blue. It can be that thing that describes our
team. Well the thing that defines us other than being able to pull out one or
two victories a year with this old thing."
 
"Hey
this ship was state of the art when I built her!"
 
"That
was seven years ago Blue. Reactive plasma thrusters won't cut it in the real
world. We might as well build a new ship from scratch." Ayalla asserted
herself.
 
"Ha!
We better get Nick in only this, we are a team after all, despite our not
matching fur. Hey Nav Comm! You been listening?"
 
"That
is my job isn't it? Considering many of these new systems would make my job a
lot easier I would have to agree with Ayalla." 
 
Ayalla
continued her taping as she scoffed at him, "With those new systems we
wouldn't even need a Nav Comm anymore. You'd get to fly along with us! I guess
that's sort of a promotion... sort of."
 
"You
know me. Always looking for a way up in this world. I'll take it... Watch your
seven! Star Dancer's made up a lot of ground." 
 
I
whispered to myself, still loud enough for the others to hear, "Catching
up on the last leg are we, Mayes? Well let's just see what this ship can do.
Ayalla put every last megawatt into the engines I'm going for it!"
 
"I
wouldn't recommend that right now. The plasma vents are already overhe..."
 
"Just
do it!" I ordered.
 
She
scowled and sarcastically responded rolling her eyes, "Yes sir..."
 
I
pushed forward on the controls trying to out speed our competition.
 
I
heard Ayalla yell from her seat, "Plasma flare in exhaust port two!
Engaging emergency shutdown procedures." She was quick to jump into
action, shutting down the engines.
 
"Damn!"
I slammed my right paw down on the console. "You know what? I think it may
be time we design a new ship."
 
"Best
plan I've heard all day. Nav Comm we are going to need a tow. The exhaust
conduits are fused."
 
Nick
responded, "I've already got you covered Ayalla. John Carrie with the
Olympic is about five minutes out."
 
"John
Carrie? It seems like he's always coming to bail me out... Have you ever met
him Ayalla?" She was tinkering with a few of the circuits in the wall
which were giving off bright sparks and subtle pops.
 
"Once
I think, at the rally reception... four years ago maybe?" She ripped at a
large piece of metal. She held it trying to figure out why it was there,
"What the hell is?" She looked at me and I shrugged. She tossed it
over her shoulder making a clattering sound as it fell.
 
"He
and I had a thing going. Him always needing to come to my rescue was one of the
reasons we split. That and his father didn't quite approve of me at the
time."
 
She
put on her best sarcastic surprised voice, "Really! He didn't approve of
you?" She broke out laughing as she finished. 
 
"Now
he was one scary man. His mate liked me though he said that I reminded him a
little about himself. Not really sure how since we couldn't be more
different." A large flash and crack sounded from the conduits Ayalla was
working on, she shielded her face from the sparks.
 
"Crap!
We can add this to the damage report." 
 
I
leaned forward staring out the viewport with wide eyes, "Looks like John
is doing quite well for himself. The Olympic sure is a beautiful ship."
 
She
stood up from her kneeling position and stood beside me, "Maybe you can
ask old boyfriends for design tips."
 
"I
don't think he'll be able to help us. He's a starship captain, not an
engineer."
 
"Still
worth a try. Plus he probably has some great stories about you. How long ago
did you two date anyway?"
 
Another
voice came over the Comm system, "Olympic to Renegade, what kind of
trouble have you gotten yourself into this time Blue?"
 
"It's
such a pleasure to hear your voice again John." 
 
John
gave back a curt reply, "Prepare to teleport over we will take the
Renegade in to port." 
 
Ayalla
gave a little chuckle, "I'm sensing that there is still a little bit
tension between you two."
 
"No
that's just him and another reason we split. He was always too serious. I've
never met anyone more... dispassionate. Nothing like his brother. Now there's a
guy who knows a good time. Too bad he's not into dicks." Standing up I
pressed a button on my console and spoke aloud, "Olympic, we are ready
over here."
 
"Affirmative."
The two disappeared in the light of dematerialization reappearing on the
teleport pad of the Oceanic a few seconds later. Blue stepped down from the
platform giving a short now to the operator as the pair walked out of the room
and to the lift that will take then to the bridge. 
 
Ayalla
began tapping on her pad she took with her from the shuttle, "Do you want
me to begin drafting plans for the new ship or do you want the honors?"
 
"Let's
get the entire team together at the design lab later and we will begin there.
You and Nick can make up a list of all the new 'technology' you two want. I'll
stop by my quarters and get Gunther. How about we meet there around...
four?"
 
"Works
for me. Gives us plenty of time to make our list and for me to stop by the
shuttle bay and see just what you've done to that poor ship."
 
I
gave off a smirk and chuckle, "Sounds like a plan. I've got an old lover
to visit and you can dream about your new 'mechanical affair' while you check
up on the old one."
 
"Ha...
that sounds about right." The doors slid open on the lift to the sound of
compressed air, "I will see you later." I stepped out of the lift and
Ayalla gave the computer her command, "Shuttle bay."
 
I
scoped out the bridge looking for the familiar face of relationships past. I
fixated on the guy with the light tan fur and stripes sitting in the big center
chair. "John Carrie! Well, I guess its captain John Carrie now."
 
The
big cat flicked his ears and tensed up his tail. "Subtle as ever I
see." He stood up and walked over to me extending his paw. "Good to
see you again Blue. How have things been with you?" He still had that
voice that sounded like 'I'm only saying this because I need to'.
 
"Quite
well actually. Gunther and I have been going strong for about a year and a half
now."
 
"Gunther?"
john inquired.
 
 "Garth Keener. Don't you remember him? Short
has the red stripe dyed into his head fur like mine only... red."
 
"Yes
I remember Garth."
 
 "Oh and I almost forgot! My team and I are
going to be building a new ship."
 
John
chuckled, "I didn't realize the Renegade was that bad off."
 
"You
know how it is. Ships get old, things break down..."
 
"Especially
when you push the envelope as much as you do. We will be arriving at Arc
station in about twenty minutes if you want to wait on here the bridge."
 
Blue
walked over to one of the small chairs positioned next to the captain's and sat
down. "I think I'll take you up on that offer. We have a lot of catching
up to do... and my chief engineer wants to ask you about smell newer starship
design concepts." John walked down the steps to his chair and sat slowly
sat down maintaining his 'captain posture'.
 
"I
think Lieutenant Mitchell would be delighted to have someone to talk design
with. The Olympic will be in port for the next week or two so there won't be
much for him to do around here. I can put him on assignment to your team while
we're here. We Arcians need to stick together don't we?" I gave off a
little laugh. Arcian, pronounced ark-ian, it's just the name for someone born
or that grew up on the Arc.
 
"Do
you ever miss it? The Arc I mean."
 
"No.
I've been trying to get away from it my entire life. And I only moved there
when I was ten. It's not like I was born there like you were. But, that doesn't
mean I can't root for our race team. Even if my ex is the team captain."
 
"That's
why I race. I want to see what's out there and still have a home to go back to.
Plus the attention you get when you win isn't... unwelcome. That and I just
couldn't see myself being tied down by service in the fleet." John looked
off his attention drifting slightly.
 
"I
haven't seen my parents in forever it seems." He looked off into the
distance with a sigh.
 
"Well
your one father still doesn't like me. And I've kept in touch with your other.
They miss you. Ambassador Temmek was just telling me how he wishes you would
call home more often."
 
"I
try, but life on a starship doesn't always afford me that luxury..."
 
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"Gunther!
I'm back!" I yelled into the empty sitting room as I entered his quarters.
 
"Blue?
Is that you?" I placed my bag and pad down on the counter connecting the small
kitchenette to the living area.
 
"No
it's just the neighborhood prowler." I watched as he walked into the room
trying to clean out his right ear with a small towel.
 
"Hey,
babe. What are you doing back so early I thought you would be gone all day for
the trials." I plopped myself down on the couch with a relaxed sigh.
 
"The
Renegade is having some problems again. We are going to begin work on a new
ship later today." Gunther walked over to the couch gently sitting down next to
me.
 
"That
sounds interesting..." he stroked my long neck fur with his paw and I wrapped my
arm around his back. "When do we start?"
 
"I
told Ayalla that we would meet her in the lab around four." 
 
"That
doesn't give us much time to ourselves." He looked at me all dreamy eyed.
 
I
chuckled to myself, "I can't even think about that right now, Garth."
 
"Garth?
You haven't called me that in years. What happened to Gunth?" 
 
I
rubbed my forehead, "I was just talking to John Carrie. He never got the
memo. He still thinks you go as Garth." 
 
"Do
I still look like a frat-fur?"
 
I
brushed the fur from his eyes, "With that red streak you dye into your
fur, yes you do. Oh and that reminds me Ayalla wants the whole team to get
streaks to show team spirit or something. I rather like the idea. How about
you?"
 
"Sounds
good to me. It just gives me an excuse to go for the two tone red and
yellow."
 
"I
you get the two tone just don't complain when I get the blue and teal." I
crossed my arms seductively.
 
"Blue
and teal are the same color!"
 
"No
teal is a lot lighter and has a subtle green tint."
 
"Ugh...
we'll get Ayalla in on this later" he grinned at me with big eyes and spoke in
the seductive tone he usually spoke in when he wanted to get dirty with me,
"Now what do we do until then?"
 
"I'm
guessing you have a few ideas." He smiled and giggled before knocking me to my
back and wrestling my jacket off and taking my tongue into his muzzle. He began
peeling my undershirt off with my paw mowing down to his pants button wasting
no time in undoing it.
 
When
we were in nothing but our boxers he pulled up and said, "Do you want to top
this time or should I?"
 
"Doesn't
matter to me."
 
He
wedged his paw between me and the sofa and mushed me onto the floor. I landed
on the knees and forepaws with him moving to tear off my underwear revealing my
tail hole. I looked back to see him already naked with his throbbing pink
member fully deployed. My own cock began to swell releasing the sexual scent of
my musk into the room.
 
He
wasted no time mounting me and lining up, we've been dating for nearly two
years now so I was pretty used to him. I felt his pointed tip push its way
through my anal ring making me feel all warm inside as he continued. His cock
came to a rest about six inches in with his knot resting against my outsides.
He grabbed me by the hips and entered his rhythm of thrusting in and out
sending a shiver up my spine whenever his knot brushed up against my hole.
 
"Do
you want me to tie you?"
 
"Do
whatever you want with me."
 
He
resumed his ramming and I began giving off a gentle mating purr mixed in with a
few moans and snorts. I pushed myself back into his thrusts and he continued
his assault on my insides. His thrusts grew shorter as he tried forcing his
knot inside me with a few grunts and cuss words and claw marks on the carpet
from my end we heard the familiar popping sound as he began gently thrusting
before finally leaving his mark inside me. His knot swelled up to full size
finishing of the mating bond as he collapsed onto my back. I couldn't hold out
with his engorged bulb squeezing me prostate, I shot all over the carpet and my
fore paws. Looks like ill need a shower before out meeting later...
 
"Are
you happy now?" I asked sarcastically.
 
He
quickly pulled back his hips causing a very loud yip from me, "Very."
 
"Good
now could you stop pulling before you tear out my stomach!" he relaxed his hips
and I released a little breath.
 
"Sure..."
he always liked to mess with me after tying me. He thought of it as some sort
of revenge for my barbs. I will give him that I can be a little rough when it
comes to sex. But, who can really say whether barbs or knots are worse? They
are different with each feline and canine. I never minded them much until
someone tried to pull out to early and trust me there are a lot of stupid high
school canines on their first time that don't quite understand the meaning of
'OW! Holly shit! Stop!'
 
I
looked down at my cum spattered paws and stomach, "Great... now I'm going to need
a shower." I could feel his dick going limp inside me finally allowing him to
pull out. He sat back on the couch.
 
"See
that didn't take that long." Rubbing y backside I sat up too leaning my back
against the couch. "I am going to find some clean clothes and wash up a bit
while you get in the shower. You know I don't think I've ever met a bad boy that needed so much coaxing to
get them to have sex with you."
 
He
leaned down and I looked into his eyes, "Maybe I'm not as bad as you think.
Plus I'm not eighteen anymore I just don't fuck at the drop of a hat."
 
"Geez
you make yourself sound fifty. You're only twenty eight Blue and you're not the
settling down type."
 
"I've
stayed with you this long, haven't I? Doesn't that mean something?"
 
"You
are a race pilot. That is practically the definition of never settling down.
Going from one race to the next being away from home for sometimes even three
month at a stretch."
 
I
spoke in my best childhood mocking voice, "Aww... is someone lonely?" I paused
before speaking again more cynically, "Or is he just horny when I'm away?"
 
"You
can't blame me for wanting to have sex with my boyfriend when he's with me! Don't
you have a shower to get anyway?"
 
"Yes
but that can wait a few more minutes. Just think when we finish the ne ship you
and Nick can come with us on board and you'll be spending so much time with me
that you'll be dying for three months alone. Just you and you're paw."
 
"Hey!
I use sex toys too!"
 
"Ever
hear of 'TMI'?" I laughed as I looked at him. Like I really cared how he got
himself off when I was away? As long as no one else was involved it didn't really
matter. I got up and headed toward the bathroom and I turned on the shower. It didn't
take long for me to clean myself off, it's not like we fucked all day long or
something. Before I knew it I was drying off, getting dressed and smelling like
new a new cat. 
 
I
walked back into the main room to find Gunth waiting for me on the couch. I looked
over to the clock, it read '3:45; I looked back over to him and said, "Hey! You
ready?"
 
"Yeah.
Let's get going." He stood up and walked over to the door waiting for me to
follow. When we finally got to the lab Ayalla and Nick were already waiting for
us practically oozing over the thought of digging down deep into the mechanical
guts of a new ship. The tech talk and designing went on for around six hours
before finally deciding on the basic design. She would be big enough for all
four of us and include most of what Nick and Ayalla wanted with a few
concessions.
 
We
were going to begin construction tomorrow and Ayalla was all too thrilled that
a young fleeter engineer would be helping us. It seems like she's two for two,
a new mechanical affair and now a handsome, young, real one. At least, she
hoped it would end up that way. 
 
Ayalla,
Nick and I stayed behind to talk specs for a while, Gunther went back to our
quarters early. I wasn't concerned, he did that sometimes. He had a strange
personality but I loved him for it. The sex was just another plus.
 
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(Third
Person)
 
"Considering
you're contacting me at this hour I assume what you have to tell me is
important?" the voice was deep and garbled as to hide the identity of the
person on the other end.
 
"That's
a matter of opinion sir. I'm contacting you now because I won't have much time
to do so personally for the next few weeks. I should still be able to keep in
regular contact with my... 'cousin' though if you can arrange that."
 
"Just
cut to the chase Agent Winter. My time is limited."
 
"The
Arc's race team is currently constructing a new shuttle and I..."
 
"What
does a new toy for that cover of yours have to do with our plans?" the wolf was
slightly agitated about being cut off.
 
Grudgingly
shaking it off he continued, "I was just getting to that sir. It's a four
person shuttle one for Blue, one for Ayalla, one for Nick, and one for yours truly.
I'll be able to gather all the intelligence I can on any number of the out
posts and even on a few of our far-flung and less trustworthy 'allies'. I can
even take on a few of your more... special requests
and get out before the poor guys are even cold."
 
"This
is definitely interesting Agent Winter. I'll be expecting your reports and you
should expect a few more 'special' missions coming your way in the future."
 
"Thank
you sir. Winter out." The wolf punched a button on the screen terminating the
conversation.

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