5th PLACE ~ BEST KIRK/McCOY STORY
Title: MAY I BUY YOU A DRINK?
Author: T'Lin
Series: TOS
Code: K/Mc, K/S
Rating: NC-17
Parts: 1
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Summary: Kirk and McCoy on shore Leave.
Warning: contains m/m sex ... you know the drill. If this is not your thing, or if you're under age, read no further. It's that simple.
Disclaimer: Paramount/Viacom, owns all things TREK, I just borrow the boys once in a while for a little R&R. I promise
to return them, unharmed, when I am done. I make no money off of this, this was written purely for the fun of it ... and
because I can not pass up a challenge >:-] ... no copyright infringement intended.
As usual, Spock declined our invitation. I really don't know what it will take to
get him to join us. McCoy has behaved himself lately, and I really thought that
Spock had 'loosened up' in the months since our last shore leave. I thought this
would be the time.
But, alas, no ... he says the idea of 'bar hopping' and 'girl watching' does not
interest him. I thought about mentioning the inevitable outcome of such evenings
of entertainment, but Bones didn't think that would have been incentive, either.
Too bad, because I really want to jump his bones. I mean, McCoy is a good fuck
buddy, but I'm *really* hot for Spock. I think McCoy knows this, but has never
complained. Hell, I think, deep down, he, too, wants Spock.
*******
This was the third establishment we have been to tonight ... seeing all the
gorgeous babes, in their skin tight outfits, is really getting me horny. As Bones
and I make our way towards the bar, I rub up against him, and feel his cock, rock
hard against my thigh. I love it when the room is this crowded ... you can give
someone a hand job, with none the wiser. As I order us a round, he's rubbing my
cock with one hand, and pinching my ass with the other ... lightly humping my
thigh at the same time.
Of course, the night is young, so he stops once he's gotten my attention ... I smile
over at him, and mouth 'later', as I hand him his drink.
As we sit at the bar, Bones notes that the crowd here is different that at the last
two establishments. They had both been strictly straight ... this one appeared to
be more of a 'mixed' nature. We had heard that there was a wide variety of tastes
represented along the 'strip' ... and here was our first encounter with some of the
alternatives.
McCoy seemed to be enjoying the show, lightly fingering his bulge as he finished
off his bourbon. I found his actions almost as stimulating as the action on the
dance floor. Moments later, he invited me to join him in the head ... I agreed ... it
was definitely time for a blow-job.
Obviously, we were not the first to seek relief of this nature in the back ... there
were small rooms, some with couches, and reclining chairs ... others with more
exotic paraphernalia. We quickly made use of one of the less ostentatious of the
rooms.
Bones opened his trousers, releasing his swollen dick ... and reclined on the low
chair. Before kneeling on the cushions provided, I released my own cock ... the
sight of Bones' reclining like that making me ache with need.
I knelt, and firmly grabbed Bones' cock around the base, as my tongue circled the
head ... I knew that the light flicking of my tongue on his cockhead drove him
wild. I could feel the heat radiating from him, as I licked the pre-cum from the
tip.
Ever so slowly, I inched further down, licking around the tip, then lightly sucking
... first only the head ... then, an inch or two ... till I finally opened my throat, and
took in his full length. His moans of pleasure urged me on ... as I moved up and
down on his shaft, my other hand furiously pumping my own cock in the same
rhythm.
In minutes, I could feel the telltale tightening in my gut ... and by his moans, I
knew he would come soon, too. With one final deep throated thrust, he came,
spurting his hot juices into my mouth, as I convulsively swallowed.
I held back my own release ... how, I'll never know, but when he was spent, I
stood, and pressed my engorged cock in his face. Feeling him close his lips over
my hot flesh, I came instantly, and explosively.
*******
Once sated, we took a few moment to clean up, then proceeded to move on to the
next establishment. By the sign outside, this one promised to be even more
interesting ... it was definitely a 'gay bar' ... no mixing here.
As we entered, I looked around ... and stopped short. Bones, not paying attention
to me, as he also took in the scene, bumped into me, then asked what was wrong.
I pointed to the figure sitting at the bar, talking animatedly with the person next
to him.
McCoy's jaw dropped. He was shocked, to say the least ... he never expected to
see *him* here ... not in a million years. As he regained his composure, he asked
me what I was going to do. I told him, quite plainly, that I was going over to him,
and offer to buy him a drink.
Surprisingly, McCoy tried to dissuade me from this tactic ... he thought it would
be embarrassing ... after all, I was the Captain ... this wasn't the type of
establishment *I* would be frequenting while on shore leave.
I told him that I didn't care ... it was high time someone, besides him, knew I
liked men as well as women. Besides, this was the kind of break I'd been waiting
for. I couldn't let this opportunity slip past me.
Bones decided he wanted nothing to do with it ... I guess he was a little jealous,
after all. As he left, he said he'd see me back on the ship. At least he told me to
have a good time.
I made my way towards the bar ... making sure I stayed out of his line of sight.
As I got within a few feet of him, however, it was as if he sensed my presence
there. He turned, surprise evident on his face, as he saw me standing next to him.
I took him in ... my god, what a magnificent sight! He was dressed in skin tight
black leather ... the pants clearly showing the double ridges of his cock, and the
extent of his arousal. The open vest showing off his muscular physique.
I saw him looking me over, as well ... his scrutiny adding to my own arousal. My
denim jeans were suddenly overly tight.
Reaching up to touch his delicately pointed ear, I told him how nice it was to see
him here ... and asked if I could buy him a drink. He accepted, but admitted to
being surprised to see me in such an establishment ... I admitted a similar
reaction to seeing him here, then informed him that the night was young ... there
were bound to be more surprises before it was over.
As I was attempting to get the bartender's attention, there was a change in the
music ... suddenly, there was a slow, sensual, pulsing beat ... very erotic ... Spock
asked me to dance, and I could not refuse. We joined the growing throng on the
dance floor ... bodies swaying and grinding to the rhythmic beat. The heat
coming off of his body, as he moved against me, was intense ... his touch,
sending bolts of pleasure to all my senses.
As we danced, I felt myself losing control ... my lust was overwhelming. When
he whispered in my ear, asking me to come with him, I never hesitated. Before I
knew it, we were in a small transporter room, then suddenly, in his quarters, on
the ENTERPRISE.
We were tearing at each others clothing ... desperate for the release we both
craved. Once stripped, he lifted me, and threw me onto the bed, face down.
Spreading my legs, he knelt between them ... his strong hands massaging my ass
... his tongue, licking the tight opening to my inner self.
I moaned with the pleasure of it ... and cried out for more when he stopped his
ministrations. Soon, however, I felt his well lubricated finger slide into me ...
followed almost immediately by a second, then a third. I nearly came when his
fingers brushed against my prostate ... and knew it would take no time at all, once
his cock penetrated me.
Well stretched and lubricated, Spock grabbed me by the hips, to bring me to my
knees. I felt his cock press against my ass, and slip in slowly. I tried to impale
myself on his shaft, but he forced me to slow down, he said that he did not want
to come too quickly.
He pressed in half way, then pulled out almost completely. Our moans were
simultaneous, and he thrust forward, just as I thrust back ... till he was fully
encased in my tight ass. We both stopped, held in place by the sheer pleasure we
were feeling.
As he started to move, he reached around to grab my cock ... pumping in rhythm
to his thrusts. My orgasm was almost instantaneous ... as I felt his hot seed pump
into my depths. When he was spent, he collapsed beside me on the bed.
When we had recovered, I asked if this meant he would be joining us on our next
shore leave, to which he replied, had he known this was the inevitable conclusion
of such shore leaves, he would have joined us long ago.
THE END
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Challenge Scenario: Kirk spots Spock in a gay Bar. What happens?