Our story takes place in a futuristic world where massive spaceships capable of supporting life for millions of individuals roam the galaxy. One of those ships is 'The Phoenix', a gargantuan ship home to a hundred million people. It was once a republic governed by democracy but in a bloody coup came under control of a single person, a dictator nicknamed by his subjects as 'The All Seer', a name he earned after putting up cameras in every single public place; including bathrooms. The life even for a dictator can be tedious however and for his enjoyment he regularly arranges sex competitions, competitions where the rewards are high and the risks are just as high. We will follow one such competitor as he risks more than he can afford to lose for the opportunity of winning the ultimate prize.
This is a long form erotic novella, if you're looking for a quick jerk it might not be the best read as skipping ahead will leave you wondering what's going on. Now, with that disclaimer out of the way I wish you a happy and perverted reading.
Chapter 01: A new Life
Ricky woke up feeling anxious, today was the first day of the competition and he didn't quite know what to expect. He had slept alone in a hotel for the very first time and hadn't slept well. Maybe it was because of what happened yesterday. When his father had not been able to convince him to abort his bid to join the sex competition he had resorted to disowning him. His father's last words to him still rung in his ears, "I won't forgive you for this Ricky, not for this! You're not my son anymore!" he had barked red-faced with anger.
Mom hadn't been quite as cruel but she was not happy with what he was doing either and hadn't even hugged him goodbye when he left. Ricky suspected their strong reaction was mostly due to the fact that the competition would be televised for all to see and not so much personal concern for him. They didn't want him to embarrass them but he didn't give a damn how many people would see him having sex naked on TV, he had always enjoyed watching the show and wishing he was in it.
When the same year he turned eighteen the show also coincidentally announced that it sought eighteen year old men to apply, Ricky jumped at the opportunity and immediately sent in his application. While he had sent in an application he by no means expected to get chosen however so he was still taken by complete surprise when he learnt that he had been.
The show was not without its risks but he had put his fears aside and signed the contract. The allure of winning the prize was forthmost on his mind, the prize wasn't just money or fame or something materialistic; it was an elixir of youth. Science had progressed so far that they were now able to halt the aging process completely, but out of fear of overpopulation 'The All Seer' had restricted the availability of the elixir to only a select few people. At first only the most highly accomplished scientists and businessmen along with his most loyal military commanders had been allowed to consume it, but recently 'The All Seer' had begun awarding it as a prize to the most accomplished sportsmen and artists, and the last two years the winners of his sex competition had also been granted the potion.
The number of applicants had of course skyrocketed as a result and Ricky never seriously thought he'd get on the show until he found out that he had. He knew this was his only chance at getting his hands on that elixir as he was never going to be an athlete or an artist of the kind of caliber required to be awarded the elixir of youth. And he was certainly not going to rise to the top as a businessman, scientist or in the military. This was his only chance to potentially attain eternal life, and he was going to take it!
Ricky looked at the clock next to the bed and calmed down a bit, it was four hours until the competition would start so he had plenty of time. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and went to the bathroom to pee. Before taking a leak he splashed some water in his face and ruffled his shoulder long wavy brown hair. Ricky concluded he was going to have to fix himself up quite a bit as he looked dead tired. His dark blue eyes were strained and some pimples had popped up over night on his fair, slightly reddened cheeks. He ran his fingers over his thin and pronounced jawline to assess if there was anything to shave but it didn't feel like there was, he didn't have a lot of facial hair growth but then again he was only eighteen so perhaps that would come with age. He laughed to himself as he realized that if he won the prize he'd never find out, he'd be eighteen forever. His smile faded away and turned into a determined grimace, he was going to win that prize, whatever it took!
Ricky made his way to the toilet, pulled down his trousers and took aim at the opened toilet with his long cock. He figured the fact his penis was so large had heavily factored into how he got chosen, he didn't look bad but he was not a supermodel, his cock however was quite the specimen. At 11 inches in length and 9 inches in girth it was nothing short of spectacular and he had highlighted as much in the nude photos he sent to the show. He figured they must've been very impressed as they picked him.
Little did they know he wasn't very experienced in using it however. He had only been with one girl and it had been a total disaster. He couldn't put it in her pussy because of its size and when she resorted to blowing him he had ejaculated almost immediately, shooting large amounts of sperm down her unsuspecting throat. She had proceeded to barf all over the bed before running away as soon as she could. He had never heard from her again or had sex since.
Ricky hoped his lack of experience wouldn't hurt his chances too much however, he had after all practiced holding his load in extensively since then and hopefully he would be able to do so when it came down to the competition as well.
He spent the next few hours getting ready and when it was less than an hour left he grabbed his bags, locked the door behind him, handed the receptionist the keys and set about on his brand new adventure.
Traveling to the location had been easy, he was able to take 'The Worm' to within a few hundred yards of where he was going and simply walked the rest of the distance. 'The Worm' was a long, round train that traveled inside major walls of the ship, its route crisscrossed the whole ship and frequently took sharp, 90 degree turns which enabled it to travel up and down and not just sideways. If you weren't tied to your seat one of those turns would kill you instantly as it traveled close to the speed of sound. Fortunately all passengers were closely tied up and to prevent head trauma passengers' heads were firmly tied to their seats as well. There had been accidents with malfunctioning equipment that lead to causalities but they were so few and far between that no one really even considered it a risk.
To remember the exact address Ricky had brought his computer pad with him, '21, CD, Richmond Avenue, #312' it read on the little screen. He kept glancing down at his pad as he made his way through the streets but when he arrived at the exact location there was no need to double check if it was right. On the front of the building, right above the revolving doors, a large neon sign said 'Sexpedition HQ'.
He walked in through the revolving doors and was immediately greeted by the sight of an attractive looking red-haired receptionist sitting behind a desk; he didn't see anybody else in the waiting room so he made his way to her.
The receptionist smiled sweetly at him as he approached her, "You're one of the contestants aren't you?" she asked before he could say anything.
"Yeah, how did you know?" he asked as he put down his bags.
The receptionist drummed her long red nails rhythmically on the counter, "Well you're young, you look lost, and a bit nervous." she said and tilted her head, smiling playfully at him as she did so.
Ricky balked at her claim he was nervous, "I'm not nervous." he asserted, "I'm just...excited."
"Sure you are." the receptionist said and smirked, "So what's your name then hunny?"
Ricky didn't like being called 'hunny' so patronizingly but responded anyway, "Ricky, Ricky Stratton."
She typed his name into the computer and checked him in.
"You can go through that door over there." she said and pointed at a door to his left, "Someone will come pick you up soon enough." she added and gave him a parting smile.
"Okay." Ricky said hesitantly and picked up his bags.
"Good luck!" the receptionist called after him as he made his way through the door.
"Thanks!" he replied as the door shut behind him.
He found himself in a long straight hallway, he saw a door at the end of the hall and headed towards it. The room it lead into was another waiting room by the looks of it, he saw no one else and in this room there was not even a receptionist, just a couple of couches and a few closed doors. Ricky sat down in the couch closest to him and waited, it took about five minutes before someone showed up; it was an extremely tall and muscular black-bearded man who did not look pleasant.
"Mr. Stratton." he said with a coarse voice.
"Yes." Ricky replied quickly and jolted up from his seat; he had no intention of getting on this man's bad side.
"This way." the man said abruptly and pointed with his right hand towards the door he came from.
Ricky grabbed his bags but before he could lift them up the tall bearded man interrupted his motion with his deep coarse voice, "Leave your bags, they will be taken cared off." he said and Ricky let go of his bags.
He had to jog to keep up with the man's long strides as they made their way through the next hallway, Ricky was about average height and weight and as such was not used to feel tiny, but the man in front of him must've been close to seven feet tall and twice as heavy as him. He made him feel like a small child.
