Bald? Why were they bald? Bald or not, I was sexually aroused to a fault—throbbing cock, leaking fluid. I hurt!“Captain Manchester wants everybody...on the bridge,” Kelsey announced from my left, standing on the floor and on the other side of Constance. “You have three minutes.”That was enough time for a shower—30 seconds each. Sex would have to wait. We took up our crew stations. The new girl was sitting at a blank control panel. Modern star ship control panels are configurable “smart boards”. I told them I was up to it. We had watched moviesbefore and I went home and took care of my own desires.Well half way through the movie my friends wife askedher husband if he would like his dick sucked becausethe movie had made her hot and horny. I suggested thatmaybe I should leave and let them do their thing. Theywouldn’t hear of me leaving. My buddy then told me thatthey were swingers and that if I wanted to watch Icould, or join in if I felt the need.I figured what have I got to lose? so I. When they arrived this time, Lisa had a much softer look about her. April announced, “John, Lisa wants to talk to you about something.”Lisa and April made a space between them. I sat there, turning slightly toward Lisa. Lisa took my hand and looked intently at me. Her hard edge was gone. I was struck by how soft and vulnerable she was. I also noticed how she was shaking. This was important. I put my other hand on top of hers, and she got a little calmer. “John, you know how unsure I was in the. I paused with my midriff only half covered by the water and looked at the fully naked and stunned twin before me. She stared back at me, but again not at my face. I looked down to see my dick end, now almost fully hard, jutting out above the waterline and peeping out from its thin sheath of foreskin.I studied her in turn, moving my eyes down her dripping and bronzed stomach to the pale patch that marked her pubic area. A thick mat of blonde pubes stood proud of the water and hinted at a pink.