He hates you.”“I don’t hate Captain Parker,” we heard Captain Prescott say from the teleportal. “I thought he’d prove to be an incompetent...fool promoted for all the wrong reasons. After all, how many fifteen year olds do you know who are effective at commanding a space ship?”“I don’t know any,” I said happily. “I’m not all that effective. We’ve had damage every trip.”Captain Prescott shook his head. “Kid, don’t sell yourself that fucking short. If I had the results you do, I’d be campaigning. When I came down, he was kissing my face, and laughing softly."Oh, Bob," I mumbled, "I don't ever want anyone but you."He kissed me and replied, "What do you want to do about the contest?"Before I could answer him Dad's voice boomed from upstairs. "You two have twenty minutes! Move it!"I stripped the bed while he showered and then I showered and dressed in a blue jean skirt and blouse before we went up to the kitchen for breakfast. Though, we hadn't said anything about doing it, we both acted. His balls flapping against my pussy making that familiar sound of sweat, flesh, and pounding coming together. Few minutes had passed which I hoped would have helped relax my rectum but with Reese's spit evaporated, his speed and vigour, the pain increased and my eye were blood shot from all the tears still streaming. I thought he would tear the tender flesh, it was so dry and painful. Before I could start crying again from the pain, he paused whilst his penis fully in me, grabbed my butt cheeks. I guess I’m just going to be alone all my life. I’m definitely not gay… I mean, I just don’t find guys attractive. Although, I’ll admit I have been hit on by more than a few guys. It’s weird, I didn’t entirely dislike it. “Earth to Noah, you going to get things started?” Casey asks. “Oh, right. Sorry,” I mumble. I walk up to the front of the class. “Well, where’s Ms. Whitney?” Everyone shrugs and looks around.“Well, we have a tournament coming up here shortly and we should definitely be ready.