Pancake spanking the monkey

Who: Justin, Dean, Chris, Phil, Micky and Efof
Where: Passport control, Fourth Base
When: After arriving via Blue Midget
Justin shook with anticipation. Fourth base was his kind of place, a place which
offered him all the things he loved in live. Sex, nudity, and girls fighting in
jelly. Some hated the place because they said it was a "seedy and sinful place,
only for perverts". Justin thought these things too, but loved it because it was
a "seedy and sinful place" and he was a pervert.
He couldn't wait to get to the titty bars, and studied the maps of the station
for where to go first. Did he want to go to the infamous Flesh Pits? Or the
Zero-G Fun Hole? Or pay a visit to Eccentrica Gallumbits the triple breasted
whore? (although he had heard there's a really long waiting list for her to have
an opening – he giggled at that).
Firstly though he had to queue for what seemed like an eternity at Passport
control. He lined up alongside hundred of other perverts who were desperate to
enter the starbase of sexual pleasure. One man pushed in front of him, sweating
and vigorously rubbing his hands on the front of his trousers. "I cant wait, I
cant wait!" Said the pervert.
"Oi." Said Justin. "Back of the line smeghead. We all want to get inside."
"I want to get inside. I want to get inside real bad!" Shouted the man, who was
clearly the most sexually frustrated person Justin had ever seen, since this
morning when he'd looked in his bathroom mirror before his cold shower.
A security guard walked down the line. "Why's it taking so long?" Justin asked
him. "I have my passport right here, can't I just go inside?"
"They're doing STD checks." The guard said. "Every man needs to provide a sperm
sample."
"Oh what?!" Justin said. "I don't know if I'll pass that!"
"You have an STD?"
"Maybe. I have been living on a Jupiter Mining starship, I probably caught
several STD's just rubbing down the plasma manifolds. I could have caught even
more just eating the JMC chicken soup!"
"Well be ready to give a sperm sample when you pass Passport Control." The man
said. "You can go into a small room for privacy"
Justin sighed. He'd seen these rooms before. They were grotty and extremely
boring. He was expected to 'make a donation' in the most unsexy room ever. There
wasn't even any porn magazines, he'd had to make himself aroused by looking at
Queen Brittany on a $£20 note. Maybe the rooms on Fourth Base were better, given
this place's theme of happy sexual fun, there might be some attractive
prostitute in there to help him out.
"Will there be any hot girls in there to... help me out?" Justin grinned.
The guard just walked off.
He looked ahead and saw Micky and Efof queued too.
<snip>
"Is there a problem here?" Asked Chris Harris, stepping in front of Micky, with
Phil and Dean next to him.
Jim crouched on the ground, and leaped at all three of them.
<end snip>
They went down, with Jim on top of them, punching wildly with his fists. There
was something unusually simian about him. Justin ran at the monkey man, and
barged him off with his shoulder, allowing Phil and Dean to get to their feet.
They both swung at him, but the man dodged.
"Hold him down!" Called Micky from the side. "And I'll pummel the smegger."
Jim's screams had now just turned into monkey noises, and he crouched with
slightly bend knees. Phil, Chris, Dean and Micky surrounded him, with Justin and
Efof at one side being useless.
The monkey man pushed through Efof and Justin, sensing that they were the weaker
of the team.
"Oh Justin you useless goit!" Shouted Phil.
"Sorry!" Justin said.
The man ran off, and jumped up at some electrical wires above him, and then
started swinging on them like Tarzan.
They all rejoined the queue, just as a Passport Control operative told them to
step into separate cubicles, labelled with the sign "please make a deposit
here".
Tentatively each of them went into a cubicle each, neither of them wanting to,
but also neither wanting to miss out on this opportunity to get into Fourth
Base.
"But I'm the Blue Dwarf's chief of security." Argued Harris. "I have reason to
believe you have an invasion of monkeys."
"I'm sorry sir, nobody gets onto Fourth Base without an STD check." Said the
Passport Control officer.
"But the monkeys-"
"Well you'd better start by spanking the monkey in there first." The man pointed
to the cubicle. Harris sighed and went inside.
<Sorry for leaving this in a weird place, but I thought you might each want to
write some great character building masturbation stories? No? Oh well, I'll post
again later then to continue this!>