Issiac had been approached a couple of times early on but girls quickly found they would get nowhere with him. He had long had the reputation of being an aromantic study maniac and his heavy workload only served to further prove this point. Thus while his friends and fellows were off having fun, fucking, and finding love, he was in his lab.
He didn’t intend to stay this way forever but at least until he got the data he needed he couldn’t afford distractions.
After grabbing his data pad and other supplies and leaving for his lab space he could also begin to feel his emotions turning grey. His worry and excitement both turned bland as the main side effect of his medicine took in, a general sense of emotionlessness. By the time he was in his lab he was at his usual blank state everyone had long accepted as his norm.
He was the first person on the floor and quickly arrived at a back room where a ten-foot-long, torpedo-like device sat with wires and parts protruding from many open panels. Eagerly he set to work programming, wiring, calibrating, and testing.
The Lead Science Officer Hanssen, an older man like most of the permanent crew, stopped by to check on him but quickly left him to his work. That day Issac was elated to make an unexpected discovery while testing which would save him lots of time in the coming weeks. He even contemplated messaging Sara about not killing off his character.
A few of his friends and astrophysics fellows stopped by and he changed a few words with them. No conversation lasted longer than three minutes which was pretty usual for him while on the work floor. He had lunch delivered to him and dinner as well before finally calling it a day. The last thing he did was hook his prop up to the computer to perform an overnight simulation.
Even with his supposedly genetically superior brain Issac still had a massive headache after so many calculations. He headed for his favorite spot to relax, the showers.
To further induce romance and lust the student showers were both gender fluid and very open. There were three thin poles with five shower heads coming off them geometrically. At times they would be very busy but at this point in the evening most people were doing activities, hanging with friends, going on dates, or fucking.
When Issac entered the room he was the only one present though he didn’t really care. At the academy, the rules were pretty similar so he had gotten used to being open with his body. At the same time after a year together their cohort had gotten closer and less worried about such things. Privacy only became meaningful if a married couple wanted alone time to copulate and even then it wasn’t that important of a matter anymore.
History books said people used to be extremely sensitive over others seeing their nakedness and that romance was once idolized as a complex ritual. This was until the space age when there were far more colonized than people. A baby boom like never before took place and customs like marriage were pushed to the side for many years. This was also a dark age of rape and savagery that was only put to rest after the Galactic Civil War. Once the Galactic Council took over order was restored and people were returned their right to romantic and sexual independence. Still, historians claim in the eyes of our ancestors back in the first couple millennia of the Common Era present-day society was still ‘open and unrestrained’.
Issac had never really cared about this. In his eyes, if people got along they would be friends. If they felt like it then sex was only natural. If two people found they loved one another then they would commit to each other for the sake of procreation.
All of this was far from the young man’s mind as he applied soap to his hands and massaged his scalp with them. He let the warm water run over his naked and muscled frame and let out a sigh.
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He had not even been under the water for two points when a voice called from behind him, “Hey Issac, make more progress on your prob.”
“Yeah, I thought the power flux calibration was going to need to be redone each time but my out variability is so low I only need to apply basic parameters.” He looked over to his closest friend thus far on this voyage, Jacob Khan.
Jacob was truly something to look at and had a very strong build and perfect muscles. His skin was tanned and his blond hair highlighted his blue eyes. He was so masculine one might think he was a security officer and not an aspiring mathematician. The two had become friends the day they met and got along like peas in a pod.
The handsome male stood across from Issac so they could talk and smiled as he turned on the water, “That’s great, you think you’ll have time to join the campaign again.”
Isaac shrugged at this, “I don’t know, I’m running a simulation tonight if it goes well maybe.” He looked his friend up and down, noticing Jacobs’s hard boner, and asked, “Who’s got you riled up this time.”
The mathematician was one of the ship’s most notorious playboys and would swing for both men and women. Still, he took his short relationships seriously and was rumored to be amazing in bed. Issac could still vividly remember when they had tried being more than friends many months ago. While Jacob had been ready to go hot and heavy, his body simply wouldn’t respond even when he was off his medicine. Thus they concluded Issac wasn’t into men and given how essential sex was to Jacobs being, settled as very close friends.
“Sara again, we were making out for like an hour then she kicked me out.” The blond stud gave a helpless shrug.
Issac smirked at this and responded, “I told you she’s a menace. She’s going to toy with you till you’re mad.”
Jacobs’ eyes became a bit fiery, “Now that doesn’t sound too bad.”
They both laughed at this and Isaac then asked, “Any plans tonight.”
“Not really,” Jacob responded while rubbing soap on his body, starting at his chest and moving down. He raised an eyebrow and inquired, “Bro Time.”
Issac smiled at this, “Bro Time.” His head was filled with happy memories of the two of them reading books, playing video games, and doing various leisure activities the ship offered. He then added, “He can try and finish that level from last time.”
Jacob nodded, “Sounds great.” His soapy hands reached his cock and he added, “Give me a quick second.” He began to stroke his erect shaft, his hand and arm rapidly picking up speed. Issac was used to this scene and the two had even masturbated together though his medication rarely left him in the mood for such pleasure.
The muscled stud let out a growl-like grunt as he orgasmed, his cum flying onto the wet floor. Right after this, a slightly teasing female voice called, “I’m not interrupting anything, am I.”
Issac and Jacob turned to see a nude brunette with short cuddly hair and perky breast walk into the hall. The former of the two responded in kind, “Just hormones for brains over here, getting rid of some pent-up frustration. You’re Emily from particle physics?.”
Although they had been traveling for a year their crew size was nearly 600 so it was hard to be on a first name basis with everyone. That was especially true for Issac though, this girl happened to be as renowned as he was. While he was the Human 3.0 genius, she was the Human 1.0 prodigy. There was only a handful of Human 1.0s on the ship and most were at the bottom of their class. Emily was the exception and was deemed to be as talented as Issac was in her field despite her genetic disadvantage. She likewise was a chaste person electing to only have sex with someone she loved which people had eventually found almost impossible. Not only was she genetically inferior she had a tendency to tease and make fun. Her few relationships hadn’t gone far and she never really cared to pressure new ones.