It was a random place, a remote planet in a far-off corner of the galaxy. The time was irrelevant, as time had ceased to have any meaning for the two boys who stood on the spaceship’s deck, gazing out at the endless expanse of space.
The object that had brought them here was a small, unremarkable space probe. It had been sent out years ago, with the simple mission of gathering data on the planet’s atmosphere and composition. But when it had sent back its findings, they had been too tantalizing to ignore.
The planet was rich in a rare mineral that could power the most advanced starships in the galaxy. And so the boys had been sent to retrieve it.
They were an odd couple, these two boys. One was tall and thin, with jet-black hair and piercing blue eyes. The other was shorter and more round, with a mop of curly red hair and a wide, infectious grin. They were both gay chubby boys, and they had been in an intimate relationship for as long as they could remember.
As they stepped out onto the planet’s surface, they were struck by the beauty of their surroundings. The sky was a deep shade of purple, dotted with bright stars that seemed to twinkle like diamonds. The air was thick and humid, and the ground was covered in a thick layer of lush vegetation.
But they had no time to admire the scenery. They had a job to do, and they were determined to do it well. Together, they set about collecting the precious mineral, using their advanced technology to scan the planet’s surface and locate the richest deposits.
It was hard work, but they were used to it. They had spent years training for this mission, honing their skills and perfecting their techniques. And as they worked, they talked and laughed and joked, sharing stories and memories and dreams.
They were in the middle of a particularly funny story when it happened. A sudden explosion rocked the planet, sending them both tumbling to the ground.
For a moment, they lay there, stunned and disoriented. But then they sprang into action, scrambling to their feet and running back to the spaceship as fast as they could.
When they arrived, they found that the ship had been damaged in the blast. The engines were offline, and the communication systems were down. They were stranded, with no way to call for help.
For a while, they tried to fix the ship themselves. They worked tirelessly, using all their skills and knowledge to repair the damage. But no matter what they did, they couldn’t get the engines to start.
And so they sat there, on the spaceship’s deck, watching as the planet slowly faded into the distance. They were alone, in the middle of nowhere, with no hope of rescue.
But they didn’t give up. They knew that they had each other, and that was enough. They had survived this long, and they could survive a little longer.
And so they waited, watching as the stars slowly drifted by. They talked and laughed and joked, just like they always had. And even though they were gay chubby boys, they knew that their love was strong enough to carry them through anything.
