The Rings of Uronis 7
Story by 
Saila & Sharako








        The buzzer sounded loudly. Billie’s paw swung from his bed and onto the small buzzing alarm box. The buzzing continued, causing him to grumble. Billie bluntly yelled at the box  “Xenra Stop!” A blue light from the smart device registered the voice and stopped the buzzing. The room was dark and the pine marten was snug under the warm thermal sheets. “Xenra, Wake Up Mode.” Billie shouted at the device.  “Starting Wake Up Mode.” responded the electronic device.


 The hum of a motor started up, causing the metal covers of the windows to open, allowing the flickering light of the stars and the planet Uronis 7 into his room. The lights clicked on, waking Billie even more. His natural instincts were to hide his face in the pillow but he fought it with a groan and stretch.  His long furred body took up a lot of the bed. The stretching made his feet pop out of the end of the bed. Soft ambient noises of the arboreal forests, mixed with classical instruments came from the speakers placed around the room.  


“Xeanra, Start Shower.” Billy said as he rolled out of bed. His digitigrade feet hitting the cold metal of the floor. Across the room the sound of the shower starting reached Billie’s pointed ears. Now that the blanket was off of Billie, his nakedness was on display for anyone who might have looked through the window, but it was extremely unlikely as the only one that might get a glimpse of him is if a space ship was working around the space station. 


Billie stood up with another stretch and crack of his spine, scratched his butt and walked towards the bathroom door. The metallic bathroom was lined with tropical hanging plants all around it. It gave a nice natural feel to the unnatural living space of the space station. In the corner was a shower stall with hot water raining down from it. Billie walked into the shower without hesitation. The warm water was just what his body needed to wake up and feel fresh for the day. 


“Approaching Space Dock 3,” the ship’s built in AI annoyingly announced as the whiskered snout of a raccoon poked out of a pile of loose cables and wires of the ship’s climate controls. “Really? Coulda swore I was still a day out from dock.” The assorted bits lifted and fell away revealing the short pudgy and naked body of the raccoon. His right paw with its long dexterous fingers plucked a stray micro-processor from his fur. His left arm and leg were haphazardly put together with old bits of machinery giving the raccoon an odd thumping gait as he worked his way through the cluttered cockpit. “Approach....” The alarm was cut off as he slammed his artificial foot into the side of the consol. 


“Enough of that damn noise,” He grumbled as he plopped into the torn leather pilot’s seat. Despite its worn look the chair was a welcome comfort as he reached towards the flickering consol. He flipped a switch towards his right and leaned forward towards a microphone. “Space Dock 3! Captain Joshua of the space trawler, Broken Paw requesting to dock.” Joshua flicked the transmitter off and stood letting the autopilot AI handle rest as he thumped towards the small area that served as his living quarters.

        Billie grabbed some shampoo and started to lather it through his body. He started with his head then started to work down to his chest and back, then to his butt. His paws moved forward to cup his average sized pine nuts. He gently massaged them and worked more shampoo into his groin and sheath. He pulled back his sheath revealing his flaccid marten meat. His left paw held the sheath back while his right paw started to clean his penis with the soap. It felt nice, and he knew it kept it clean. He rotated his body so that his cock was under the hot running water, letting it remove the soap and smegma from his manhood. 


A loud voice came over the speaker, “Attention all personnel. Vessel 8569 approaching bay 3." The music continued after the announcement. “Oh, it sounds like Joshua is back from the outer edges of the solar system.” Billie said to himself as he continued showering. As the last bit of the soap rinsed from his fur, Billie hit the fur drying button on the wall. Strong jets of hot air started blowing through his fur drying the marten off in seconds. 


Billie stepped out of the shower, and grabbed his brush. He gave his fur a few brushes, to make it manageable.  He set the brush back on the counter. Well all clean. Better grab my badge and get down to the medical bay. I’m sure Joshua is in need of a check up.” Billie said as he picked up the metal badge and stuck it to his chest fur. “There, all ready.” he said as he walked out of the door. Nudity had been the norm for as long as anyone could remember. None of the species could remember a time in their history when clothes were in common use, although fairytale books spoke of weird naked beings who wore such things. In most of those stories, they were the villains. 


“Where did I put it?” Joshua tore through his sleeping area. He sent a broken data-pad flying to crash against the inner hull of the Broken Paw as he dug deeper into his collection. He found the object he had been searching for, buried near the bottom of the pile under his hammock. “There you are my beauty!” He excitedly exclaimed as he brushed the dust off an old hat. The hat had once been a vibrant red but now the leather was a faded pink with a still vibrant gold skull and crossbones across the front. Joshua grinned, it had been weeks since he last docked and wanted to look his best. He placed the hat on his head, his small ears slipping into the slits he had made in the leather. He quickly stomped his way to the cargo hold as the floor under him lurched, signaling that the station’s docking clamps had been successfully engaged.


His heavy metallic foot tapped at the floor as he waited for the station’s and the Broken Paw’s atmospheres to equalize. “About time,” Joshua huffed as green light on the cargo bay door flashed. He pressed the button to open the door and pushed a large cart full of odds and ends he had salvaged from a hulking derelict mining station he had found orbiting a hollowed out asteroid. His fuel had been low so he couldn’t stay as long as he wanted but what he found had been worth it. He already made plans to return after a quick refuel and some maintenance on his ship. He breathed in the fresh recycled air gagging as a wretched smell hit his nose. 


“Fuck,” he gasped realizing that he was the source of the smell. The luxury of bathing water was not one he could afford on the Broken Paw, every ounce of water went to hydration and keeping the old electronics from overheating. He pushed the cart towards the recycling area of the docks looking for his usual contact there. “Hey Billie My Boy! You there?”


Billie was chosen to be on the space station as he was smaller than the average mammal; He stood about 3 feet tall, a great height for space travel. Just as Billie turned the corner the pungent smell of Joshua filled his nose. “Yeah, I’m here, and YES you can use my shower. I can smell you from here!” Billy said to Joshua. The two males had become good friends over the years. Billie had been stationed there for the past decade and Joshua was a regular. 


        “So what did ya find out there in the Kuiper belt? Anything good?” Billy asked as he went to the recycling bin, placed a stepstool and started rummaging for anything good. Billie’s tail wagged as he rummaged through the bin. With a slip he fell off the step stool and into the bin, leaving his backend sticking out, showing off his brown eye at the raccoon not too far away.  


        “I sure did,” Joshua turned his head just in time to catch his friend’s mishap. He chuckled and thumped his way over to Billie. “Found a premorph mining station. Didn’t get a chance to get deep in the mine but found some workable plasma pulse regulators. The station seemed in good enough condition to repair and bring online to.” He stopped, his pointed snout inches from the exposed rump sticking out of the cart. “Could you imagine me, Captain of a station that makes this tub look like garbage?” He teased as he leaned forward, pressing his cold nose into the freshly bathed rear and brown eye. His cyber arm, a composite of various motors, electronics, and plating the raccoon had scavenged over the years, reached up gently taking the smaller male’s pine nuts with such care that seemed to contradict the rough look of his prosthetics.


“Yeah I coo…” Billie's voice trailed off as he felt the cold nose hit his rump, sending shivers up his spine.  The metallic caress to his balls was warmer than he expected. It felt quite nice. “I could also see you being one of those sex cyborgs with how frisky you are back there.” Billie commented. He was comfortable with Joshua enough to let him have his fun back there. His mind was very distracted from the tub of parts he was in. It had been several months since he had seen anyone and even longer since he had the company of another male. Billie knew what he liked, and it was the guys.


“Nah nobody would pay for a damaged spacer raccoon like me,” Joshua huffed, blowing across Billie’s hole teasingly as in his own opinion, he rolled the set of the finest balls this side of the solar system in his metallic paw. His rolling shifted into playful tugging as he gave that primo tail hole a deep sniff. The brown hole smelled wonderfully musky with a fresh soapy scent as Joshua relaxed, his treasured hat knocked askew. His other paw pried Billie’s ass cheeks apart letting the raccoon to slurp right over the hole.


 The tight marten rump shivered, tensing up from the licking. Billie hadn’t had anyone back there in ages, and it felt nice to be pleasured by his friend. The pine marten wiggled as Joshua continued to probe the tailhole, knowing the raccoon had the advantage. His cybernetic paw shifted around to Billie’s sheath to pleasure the front side. “W… We…. We should get the business out of the way, then we can get to the pleasure.” Billie said. “Besides, I’m sure the Coalition is watching and I don’t really want to tell them about what I do with my body on their time.” 


“Huff, always the tease,” Joshua pouted playfully as he kissed the marten’s rump. His cyber-paw squeezed at sheath before he leaned back, helping the stuck male out of the bin by tugging on his tail. “Ok, business first. Let's get this stuff to the proper area and sorted out.” The raccoon stepped back pulling Bille along. “Damn blasted thing is stuck again!” He hit his artificial arm with his paw several times out of frustration in the effort to get it to release. 


 “I just got the new upgraded model last month. We could get you fitted with that and a check up as well.” Billie said as he moved closer to the racoon. His paws gently pressed the release button inside the mechanical arm, causing the hand to release. “It’s on me.” he said as he let Joshua move the cart to the sorting area. There was a conveyor belt and a scanner that scanned anything coming into it and organized it into its own place and tallied the price to be paid out. 


        “The new corporate models?” Joshua shook his head as he flexed his mechanical fingers in between placing the various things he had scavenged on the conveyor-belt. “You should know me well enough to remember that I don’t trust them.” He leaned in and fished out the last bit of tech he had found. It was a large canister-like device that the spacer admired in the bright station light before setting it on the belt with much reluctance. “It’s hard to believe one of these survived, let alone in a functioning condition. I’m tempted to keep it to power the Broken Paw, but the creds are far more worth it.” He snickered as he dragged the empty cart off to its docking bay and returned, joining Bille in watching the scanner tally the total.


        Billie grabbed the canister, and put it back into the tub. “Then don’t. Fuck the companies. They don’t own this station or me. The Coalition of Species is. All of this is Coalition run. The companies have to suck it. As for the cybernetic replacement, It wouldn’t be stock. I know ya don’t want that.  I did some special tinkering anyway. You know me and my biotech. I can’t resist tinkering myself.” Billie smiled. “Another thing is the companies are now being forced to pay living wages. So you’ll be getting back more than you think. Lots of positive changes are happening. 


        “Still your choice on the biotech: It’s your body. At least give it a look.” persuaded Billie as he gave Joshua a kiss on the nose. “Shall we head to the shower so we can let off a little steam before your medical checkup?” Billie gave a sly smile as he knew showering with his friends was one of his favorite things to do. 


        Blushing, Joshua nodded as he scooped up the power cell and cradled it close. “Well damn, things sure changed since I last drifted this way.” Joshua grinned and slapped Billie's ass playfully, “Maybe the Coalition would be interested in bringing my station online.” The raccoon chuckled, “I’ll give the new cybers a thought, but first let's bathe!” He tramped off towards the medical bay as he fussed with his hat. “You coming slowpoke?” He called back.


        As they entered the medical bay, Joshua started to disconnect his leg. “Minding giving me a paw?” He asked as he removed his clunky leg just above the knee. He let out a soft sigh as he felt the nimble paws of his friend on his back, working the panel that housed the emergency disconnect for the entire arm. “You’ll have to help me to the shower,” he teased as he watched as Bille lay the worn out prosthetic on an exam table along with his hat.  


        Billie clicked a button on the table, causing a forcefield around the medical bay and equipment, keeping it in stasis. He walked to the wall and pressed another button and the artificial gravity in the room turned off. “I also get to control this.” Billie floated over to Joshua grabbing him in a soft embrace. He floated along with Joshua into the communal shower room next to the medical bay. It was easy access for patients and staff alike, back when the station had a larger staff or visitors. 


        Billie gently rolled, causing the two of them to angel to the last large stall with a seat near the shower heads. Billie hit the wall with a soft thud. This allowed him to lower Joshua into the bench safely. He then clicked the panel on the wall and the gravity increased a little but to a lighter gravity than Gaia 3. It was closer to Lunas, Gaia 3’s moon. This allowed there to be some gravity, but also an easier strain on Joshua’s body. Billie was familiar with animals with disabilities, and knew tricks like this to make things more accommodating to their needs. “Pretty nifty, don’t ya think?” 


        “Damn wish my tub had this,” Joshua sighed happily as he settled into the seat. Now the prosthetics were off, the heavy scarring of his shoulder and leg was plain to see. The raccoon didn’t like to talk about them so he focused on the sleek form of Billie as the small beast worked the shower controls. The warm spray of the water was a welcome relief as Billie started to rub Joshua’s fur down with soap. “Jeesh, where have you been crawling to get this filthy?” Billie teased as he wrapped his arms around the raccoon and started to wash his chest. 


“Yeah, you stationsiders with your cushy jobs wouldn’t know digging through the bowels of old ships,” the raccoon splashed a bit of water back at the marten as the wash progressed over his scars. Joshua tensed for a moment then relaxed as Billie moved on to clean at his sheath. “Speaking of, how are these treating you?”  The pine marten asked as he carefully washed the raccoon’s scrotum. Joshua moaned, leaning into the pleasure.  


Joshua’s sack moved around as Billie ran the showerhead over it. Two scars were visible on each side of the sack. His free paw started to feel the balls inside. It was less obvious to others but he could feel that the prosthetics were slightly off and seemed to be lighter than normal. “Have you been refilling them with your T replacement?” Billie asked but he knew the answer with how empty they felt.


Joshua lowered his ears. “I just keep forgetting, and it’s hard getting access to it out that far from anyone,” he said. He wasn’t trying to get out of the conversation; it was just the facts. His body tensed a little from the shame, but the hot water quickly had it relaxing again. Billie moved to wash under Joshua’s tail. The nice slick paws made Joshua blush and murr as his backside was cleaned. “Well I’ll have to make sure you get extra before you leave.” Billie said as he purred. It was nice to just get clean and enjoy the closeness of someone else. 


Billie finished up the soaping Joshua from nose to toe claws. He then brought in the detachable shower head and started to rinse all the debris and dirt from Joshua’s body. The two of them sat there and let the water drip from their fur. Billie leaned back and pressed a button on the panel labeled “Fur Dry”. A warm fust of air came blowing at the two of them from above and in front of them. The warm air quickly dried Joshua and Billie. “I really love that feature the best.” Billie said as he got up to press the panel again, this time to change the gravity. The two of them floated over to the table where Joshua’s dirty prosthetics sat on the table. 


The two of them gently came to a stop in front of the table still under stasis. Billie’s paw turned the gravity back, leaving Joshua standing on his one good leg and holding onto Billie for support. Billie turned off the stasis field and let his raccoon friend sit on the table next to his old prosthetics. “What should we start with first, refilling your balls or the new prosthetics?” Billie asked, smiling at Joshua. He knew his friend was going to love the upgraded prosthetics. They would be state of the art and have several convenient functions in space. 


“Let's start with my arm and leg,” Joshua nodded towards his outdated limbs while blushing. The captain prided himself on being self-sufficient, but if letting another help felt this good perhaps he would give thought of letting it happen more often. “Sure thing,” Billie responded as he padded over to the med bay storage locker. He pulled the drawer open, with him the only one stationed at this time there was no real need for security codes. Even the threat of space pirates, excluding the present captain Joshua, was a thing of the past. Most stations weren’t even equipped with weapons, just light defensive measures against the occasional space debris or meteoroid swarm. “Here we go.” Billie proudly laid the custom altered prosthetics on the table next to the raccoon.


“Sweet, those do look nice.” Joshua looked excited, running his paw over the leg. “You even matched my fur color. That must have been a pain to do.” The pine marten shrugged and gave his friend a pat on the back. “Was only a pain cause I had to remember whatcha look like under all that dirt,” He playfully teased as Joshua’s ears flushed pink in embarrassment. “Hey I explained that already!” Billie giggled and pinched his nose. “At least you smell a lot better now.”  Joshua feigned pouting as Billie attended to the port connector on the captain’s shoulder, using a micro tool to adjust for the upgrade. “Fuck,” Joshua gritted his teeth, the adjustments were mostly pain free but sent phantom signals throughout his body. 


With a click the prosthetic arm was on. “There, Sorry if that hurts.” Billie said as he backed off, to let Josua test out his new arm. “Good news is it’s waterproof, and it also has a lot of cool features, laser welding, atmospheric sensors, and a hidden digital display, oh and a grappling feature.” Billie said with glee. He had worked hard on the prosthetic limbs. He shifted to grab the prosthetic leg, and moved to attach it to Joshua; the leg went on a little easier than the arm. “There, all attached. The leg has an electromagnet as well as a tether so you can float out in zero g spaces.” Billie stepped back so Joshua could give them all a try. 


“Damn, you really went all out. Didn’t yeah?” the raccoon grinned moving his arm around. The movement was smooth and without that annoying motor whine of his old clunker. He flexed his fingers, marveling over how responsive they were. “I really should have upgraded a while ago,” he admitted as tested his new leg. He stumbled a bit as he tried his first step as Billie reached out to catch him. “Careful, there isn’t need to overcompensate when you walk now.”  The marten offered advice as the raccoon tried to take a second step, this time using less force. “I think I got the hang of it now,” Joshua grinned as he nimbly sidestepped away from his friend. “Yeah this is so much better,” he chuckled as he used the built-in electromagnet to walk up and back down a wall. 


“If you’re done testing those out, how about we take care of your other problem.” Billie tapped his foot as he held a vial and syringe. “Oh, yes. That. I almost forgot.” Joshua blushed as he laid down on the table, his legs spread wide open to give the best access to his plump and scared scrotum. His pink tail hole was on full display as Billie filled the syringe full of the specially formulated testosterone. He gently isolated one of the heavy prosthetic testicles and pushed the needle into it. After filling it up, he quickly topped up the other testicle and packed up a case of syringes and vials for Joshua. “This should be enough for a month, try not to run out this time,” Billie scolded the still prone raccoon.


“Ok,” Joshua sheepishly answered as his friend was behind him again. The pine marten had a paw around his tail base. “If I have to top you up again, then you’ll never get this again,” Billie threatened as he leaned in kissing the raccoon’s pucker. Joshua gasped, letting out a needy whimper, it had been some time since he had attention there.


Billie knew this was inevitable. The heat between the two of them was obvious. The soft gentle care Billie gave to Joshua was enough to make him quiver. “Well I guess I'll have to keep up my personal maintenance.” he softly said to Billie. “You better. I don't have anything else to do tonight… and I could use the company. Would you like to share my bed with me tonight?” Billie asked. He was never one for beating around the bush, but he did have tact when it came to intimate things like this.


Billie’s soft brown eyes locked with Joshua’s violet eyes. “I would be honored to share your bed with you tonight.” replied Joshua in a soft voice. “Then let's head to my bedroom shall we?” Billie said, extending his paw out to help Joshua up from the mechanical medical table. “I believe you remember the way?” Billie said. He had been rather close with Joshua. The two of them knew how lonely space was, especially this far out from their home. Having someone to hold for the night was a rare luxury, not passed up by many.


Joshua smiled as he took Billie’s paw letting the small pine marten guide him to his feet. After he regained his balance, Joshua pulled his friend close and lifted the smaller male up. “Hey!” Billie wiggled as the raccoon carried him down the hall to the marten’s cabin. “See I knew the way,” Joshua giggled as he dumped the still squirming station worker onto the bed. “Really, showing off now aren’t you?” Billie huffed as the raccoon dropped next to him on the bed. “Well what else am I supposed to do with these excellent parts?” he teased back pulling Billie into a laying hug. Billie stuck out his tongue and nuzzled the raccoon’s cheek, making Joshua blush as they spooned together. Joshua’s arm wrapped around Billie pulling the little pine marten spoon closer as they slept for the rest of the cycle.