Disclaimer:  If you've seen it on Star Trek it's a good bet that I don't own it.  I'm just borrowing the characters; I promise I'll put them back when I'm finished.  They'll just be smiling from ear to ear.

Rating: NC17 Contains graphic descriptions of same sex relationships.

Pairings: Jean Luc/Wesley, Riker/Deanna (het relationship)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY WES!

~*~

“Ensign Crusher, report to the captain’s ready room at once!“  The order sounded over the intership conn.

Wesley tapped his communicator and said, “Crusher to Commander Riker, Understood sir.“ Then he closed the channel.

“Damn, finally 18, I can do what I want in the holodeck without the underage protocols and just as I'm preparing to go I get called to the infamous ready room.“  Wes grumbled as he struggled into his uniform.  He donned his boots and left his quarters, yes his quarters a luxury that his status as ensign aboard the Enterprise granted him.  When he received his field promotion the captain had also issued him his own private quarters.  No longer looked at as a child to share quarters with his mom. 

  Of course Dr. Crusher went ballistic!  What was the Captain thinking!  Her son in private quarters!  But the captain finally got her to understand.  He probably told her that this way he could visit her in the nights without worrying about Wes.  If only the captain knew.  Oh well it was just a dream.

Wes entered the turbolift as the doors shut he stated, “bridge.“  The lift began to rise at a dizzying rate.  Then the braking sequence began and the doors opened on the bridge.

“Ensign, Captain Picard is waiting.“  Commander Riker said with a hint of a smile.

“Aye Sir.“ Answered Wes striding to the ready room door. 

Inside the door chime sounded and Jean-Luc Picard looked up from his tabletop computer.  “Come” he ordered. 

As the door opened the captain looked once more at the photo file on his screen.  It was Jack Crusher, *I hope I have your blessing Jack.  Lord knows I doubt that I'll ever get Bev's* thought Jean-Luc as he deactivated the screen.

“Ensign, It has come to my attention that today is your 18th birthday. “

“Yes sir it is.“

“Starfleet Academy has informed me that you must undergo survival training.  This is mandatory and I have been given two choices, either I can send you back to Earth to undergo the training or else I can train you myself.  And due to the fact the your promotion on board my ship to an officer status has made you my responsibility I have decided that we will take care of this facet of your education here.  Is this acceptable to you, Ensign?“

“Of course it is sir.“

“Very good, we are at this time orbiting a uninhabited planet, and the Enterprise has a mission to undertake, so I am ordering you off ship along with myself and Commander Riker with take the ship to Rigel 6 and take care of the mission.  He will return to orbit this planet in 6 days until then we will undergo training in the field and a practical exam.“

“Understood sir.“

“Ok Wes, all you need to collect is a standard issue Starfleet bedroll a multipurpose survival knife and about 6 tubes of sunscreen.“

“Sunscreen sir??“

“Yes, it is training Ensign.  And my Chief Medical Officer would have my head if I brought you back with a case of skin cancer.  Get your stuff and report to transporter room 2 at 2300 hours. And Wes, I believe that I have allowed you ample time for a holodeck adventure.  If you understand me.“  Captain Picard said with a smile and a wink.

Wes blushed hotly,” Yes Captain I understand.“

“Very good, dismissed Ensign I'll see you at 2300.“

“Thank you captain.“  Wes replied and turned on his heel and strode from the room. 

*Ok Johnnie, if you're going to do this its time to hack into the transporter and give it some additional directions. *  Jean-Luc thought with an absolutely wicked smile.

The door chime sounded.

*Damn and I've got so much work to do. *  “Come“ ordered Picard.

Riker strode into the room with a smile so big it threatened to crack his face. 

“Permission to speak candidly sir?“

“Always number one.“

“Sir, Troi has been picking up some very high emotional output since the Ensign left your Ready Room.“

“I didn't know that my emotional output was open to discussion between the members of the bridge crew number one.“

“It's not sir, my telepathic link with Troi is working overtime.  However, it isn't your output that she was sensing.  It was Wes'.“

“Really, what kind of output?“

“Well, sir apprehension, which is understandable, a bit of sexual tension, and eagerness.  I believe that the boy may have a crush on you captain.  And as your second I feel that I can't let you take him on this training mission.  You may not be entirely safe.“

“Will, stand down from our ranks for a few minutes, I have to confide in someone.  Especially now that you have told me what Wes' feelings are on this subject.  Will I need a friend that I can trust.“

“Jean-Luc you know that I am your friend.  And nothing you say can ever change that.“

“Will, I think that I have a crush on Ensign Crusher!“

The room spun around Riker. “Captain, this doesn't change anything and your secret is safe, especially from Beverly Crusher. I'm just a bit stunned.  I always thought that you and Beverly would end up together.“

“I think that she did too Will, but I love Wes.  Why do you think that I risked my reputation and the ridicule of the Starfleet Brass to install him as an acting ensign?  And then when I saw what it meant to him to give him a field promotion to full ensign.  I wanted him close, when I see him my whole day gets brighter, and to see that body in a tight uniform didn't hurt either.“

“But Captain he earned those promotions!“

“Absolutely!  Without his hard work and brilliant mind I never could have gotten the promotions approved.  However, Will there have been others in the history of the Fleet at have been brighter and have worked harder and haven't been given the same chances that Wes has.“

“I know that Captain.  Wes certainly is a lucky boy.“

“No Will as of today he is a man.“

“That's right he's eighteen and if I can be so presumptuous as to ask for a favor.“

“Depends on the favor Will.“

“Let me handle the transport to the surface, there's a few things that will need to be adjusted so to speak.“

“Ahh!  I was just about to try my hand at hacking into the transporter and handling that very thing Will.“

“Nahh.  Too risky tell me what you want done.  I’ll do it and then purge the transport logs.“

“Ok, lets start with clothing...“

***********

Wes entered the holodeck.  “Computer lock the door authorization Crusher alpha alpha pi 6969.“

“Holodeck is secure,” answered the female voice.

“Encrypt this program file using a sliding date algorithm based on the stardate of the enterprise's first mission divided by the death date of Jack Crusher.“

“Encryption of file has been setup“

“Computer generate the captain's quarters placing me in his bedroom.“

Immediately the yellow on back grid shimmered out of existence and Wes found himself in a comfortable bedroom.

He stripped and climbed into the bed.  Did he dare to do this?  He would have much preferred the real thing but this would be safer.

“Computer, place a holofigure of Captain Picard nude beside me in this bed.“

Wes felt the bed covers shift and turned to a perfect copy of the captain, He pulled the holofigure close and pressed his lips to it the figure moaned and kissed him back.  Wes forced his tongue inside the warm wet mouth and probed it clumsily.

*********

The desk computer on Picard's table began to beep wildly.

“Captain what is it??“ Asked Riker.

“It seems that my quarry is making hay in the holodeck.“

“Oh, eighteen birthday visit.  Seems like mine was only yesterday.“

“But Will, he's making it with me!“

“Well Jean-luc that seems to answer all the questions!“  Riker positively beamed.  “I'll execute operation seduction as scheduled!“

With that he turned and walked out of the Ready Room.

*************

All too soon the computer sounded an alarm.  *Damn, just getting started*  “computer save program to my personal terminal and encrypt“

“Program saved“

Wes jumped into his clothes and unlocked the door.  Made a quick stop by his quarters to replicate the necessary items and left for transporter room 2.

He arrived a couple of minutes early and was met by a smiling Commander Riker, who was manning the transporter controls.

“Excited Wes?“

“I guess it's just a training exercise after all“

Riker stifled a laugh, gods he hoped that he would be privy to the outcome of this 'training exercise'.  To his knowledge the captain hadn't taken anyone to his bed since the ship had been commissioned.  That was almost 5 years ago.  Gods, he hoped Wes' head didn't get blowed off in the process of this seduction.

The door opened and Jean-Luc entered carrying a small standard issue Starfleet duffle. 

Wes blushed thinking about the past hours eroticism with a holodouble of this man.  There was a stirring in the region of his crotch and he moved his standard issue pack to cover it.

Picard smiled,” ready to go Wes?“

“Aye, Captain.“

They stepped on the transporter pad and Jean-luc smiled at Riker and said, “Ok Will let's do this, energize“

Wes felt the normal confinement beam and the dissolution into energy.  However when his molecules were reincorporated something felt very wrong.  He felt a breeze across his chest.  Looking down he was clad only in black leather shorts, very short and tight shorts. 

“What’s the matter Wes?“ Asked the man, not the captain.

Wes turned and almost fainted; there was the man of his dreams wearing the same type of shorts except his were white not black.  And it seems that the computer didn't have its facts straight about the Captain.

“Ahh Captain, what's going on?“

“Survival training Wes.  Come on I want to make it to cover before nightfall.  Lets go to that ridge over there.“

“My estimate would be that about a fifteen mile hike.“

“Wes any more accurate and I'm going to stop you from hanging out with Commander Data.  Come on daylight's burning.“

They took off at a trot beginning the long run.  The sun beat down on Wes' back and shoulders, but he didn't mind it was a pleasant change from the ship.  And the scenery, damn he'd never believed that Jean-luc would have that kind of body!  Wes watched the play of muscles as they rippled under the taut skin as the older man ran.  And what an ass it looked tight and firm.  Firm enough to bounce an ancient relic called a quarter off of.

Everything worked against Wes his teenage hormones, the hot sun and the incredibly hot Starfleet captain running ahead of him.  He was running with a blue-veined throbber! * And these damn shorts don't hide anything! * He though bitterly what in the hell am I going to do?

About 12 miles into the run Jean-Luc stopped Wes.  Both of them were sweating profusely neither was terribly winded but they were breathing hard. 

They stood there a few minutes until their breathing returned to normal.  Then the Jean-Luc said, “Wes, there's a lake just ahead let's cool off.“

“Sounds Great!  But I didn't pack trunks and these shorts are leather.“

“Wes, we're both men, so we'll just jump in butt naked.“

“Ok, right.“*Oh man now how am I going to hide this fuckin' hard on?

They walked up to an overhand and Jean-Luc took out a tricorder and began scanning.

“Terrific it's plenty deep enough to dive!“  And with that he ripped down his shorts and dove, a beautiful swan dive with almost no splash. 

Wes was impressed, and thankful he skinned down his tight shorts and dove in after it was nowhere near as graceful as his captain's but it served the purpose the cool water helped ease the uncomfortable erection. 

“Pretty good Wes, have you been diving long?“

“That?  No just during vacations and shore leaves.“

“You've talent; it seems such a shame to waste it.  Maybe we could start a dive club on board, with the holodeck anything is possible.“

Wes blushed again thinking just how true that was.   

“Wes I think we need to apply some more of that lotion your face is beet red.“  With that Jean-luc strode out of the water and walked back to the packs.  He brought both of them to the water's edge and Wes got his first view of the Captain nude his eyes must have bugged out.

“Wes are you alright you look like you just swallowed a Nigelian stinging jelly fish!“

“I ah I’m alright.“ Wes spluttered.

“Come here lie down on the grass on your stomach and let me lathe you down with this stuff.“

Wes was thankful that his cock was being have itself at the moment.  He walked out of the water and obeyed.

The lotion was cool as it hit is back but the shock subsided as the strong hands of his captain began working it into his smooth skin.  Jean-luc started at his neck and worked down to his feet. 

“Ok, roll over, need to do the front too.“  Picard said seriously.

Wes was about to freak but he did as he was told.  Again Picard started at the hairline and worked his way down Wes' face, neck chest, and legs he missed a spot but Wes' wasn't about to say it. 

Suddenly Wes' cock was hard as a rock.  Oh God! I'm dead! He thought.

“Wes, you don't have to salute me.“

“Sorry sir.“

“Nothing to be sorry about.  Here now do me.“

Wes took to tube of lotion and with shaking hands began to rub the slick stuff into Picard's skin, when he finished the back Picard rolled over and he started on the front.

“Now you're the one saluting.“  Wes couldn't believe he had said it.

“I thought that I'd return the favor.“ Picard said dreamily.  “I think that we'll camp here, and personally I could use a nap.“

“I couldn’t agree more Captain.“   Wes yawned, stretching out on the ground under the shade of a tree.

*************

Later Wes woke up feeling refreshed to find that the captain had been busy there was fire wood stacked up a fire pit had been dug and lined with stones and two camp chairs were beside of it.  Also there was a big dome tent setup.

Wait camp chairs?  Dome Tent?  And what the hell a mini replicator????  What kind of survival training was this?

Just then Jean-Luc came out of the woods walking to the camp.  Wes was stunned at the sheepish grin on his face. 

“Sir, something tells me that this isn't all about survival training.“

“Really?  What gave it away?“

“How about the mini replicator for starters!“  Wes wasn't sure what was happening but he damn well wanted to know.

“Ok, I guess I'd better come clean before you have me up on charges.“

Picard said looking a bit haggard.

“Well, I don't think I'd ever do that just tell me what's going on, Captain.“

“Wes, I know what you were doing in the holodeck before we left.“  Picard stammered.

“Well, so what I mean it was the first time without the underage protocols in place.“

“Wes, I know who you were doing it with!“  Picard hadn't wanted to tell this but it seemed like to only safe way to handle this situation.

“Oh God! “  Wes' face reddened and he hid his face tears beginning to flow.

“Wes no don't cry.  I'm not angry I feel the same way.  Maybe I feel too much.“

“Ohmigosh!  But Captain, what about you and my mom?“

“Wes, Beverly isn't the one for me.  She never was You Are!“

Wes grabbed Jean-Luc's face and brought him down to kiss him.  Their mouths made contact and there was almost an electric shock.  Still they kissed, Wes parted his lips and Jean-Luc probed his mouth expertly.  Their tongues began waging war.  Tangling and fighting and exploring.  Jean-Luc pulled back and smiled.

“I've been waiting for that for 5 years.“

“Captain, I think I love you.“ Wes gasped, his knees shaking his cock hardening.

“Wes, I Know I Love You.  Please call me Jean-Luc.“

“Ok, Jean Luc, come on!“  Wes grabbed his hand and dragged the Starfleet Captain into the dome tent.

They fell down on the king sized inflatable mattress.  Mouths joined, tongues lashing, hands roaming over each other.

Wes was on the bottom so Picard pulled away from his full firm lips and began tracing a path with light pressure down the young man's neck stopping to take a nipple in his mouth.  He tongued it to a tight bud, nibbled on it lightly as Wes took in a sharp breath and moaned softly. 

  He continued down his lover's torso, stopping long enough to pull off the tight sexy shorts.   His hands roamed over the younger man's body reveling in the softness of the silky skin and the hard muscles underneath.

“Wes, if you don't want this now is the time to speak up--“His words were cut off by Wes' mouth locking onto his sucking on his tongue. Hands stroking him to almost to the point of no return.

“Is that enough of an answer Jean-Luc?“

Picard didn't speak he opened his mouth and took Wes' swollen member in swirling his tongue over the bluish head before taking the entire length down his throat.  *God for a 18 year old he's got a huge cock*

“Oh God!  Jon!  Yesssss!“

Almost immediately Wes began bucking his hips and came down Picard's throat.

Picard licked the young man clean, and then came back up to lie beside his new lover.  Wes kissed him deeply.  Picard moaned.

Wes reached and grabbed his new lover's cock and began to lick it like an ice cream cone.  Picard moaned.

“Wes! Ohhhhh Wes! Don't stop!“

He didn't and soon Picard was in the throes of ecstasy.  Wes tried to swallow it all but gagged and had to stop.

Picard pulled Wes up and kissed him deeply. “ I love you Wes.“

“I love you too jean-Luc.  But just one question, how long before you can do it again.“

“In a few minutes.  And then every minute of everyday for the rest of our lives.“

“Jean-Luc, what in the hell are we gonna tell your CMO?“

“Wes we'll face that in it's own time.  Meanwhile, I'm going to make sweet love to you.“  He kissed the younger man tenderly.  “A few minutes ago you called me, Jon, I like it.“

“Jon, I want you in me.  I want to feel all of this deep inside of me.“  Wes said his hand on Picard's penis.

“Ahh Ahh, Wes you've never done this before, we have to be gentle and have lube.“

Picard pulled away from his lover and rummaged through the packs until he found a tube of sunscreen. 

“You'll soon understand why I told you to bring so much of this.“  Picard said with a glint in his eye.  “But first let's get you a little hotter!“  Picard literally dove at the young man.  Lifting his legs up to place a pillow under the firm young butt.

“Hold your legs up Wes.“  Ordered the older man.  As his willing victim complied Jean-Luc attacked the guardian ring of muscle with his tongue.

“OH GODDDDD! Jean-Luc!“ Wes screamed. “Don't stop!“

The older man dove repeatedly into his lover’s hole with a hot wet tongue.  Rolling it from side to side covering as much of the tight quivering surface as possible. 

After a few minutes Wes looked like he was so horney he was crossed-eyed!  Picard had to stifle a laugh as he looked up at the young ensign.  Picard decided that Wes was ready for a bit more, he gently slid a slicked finger into the quavering canal, and gently probed his lover's prostate.

“Jon!  Either take me or use a phaser on me!  Either way put me out of my misery!“  Wes was moaning.

“Well, after all this work I'm definitely not going to shoot you.  At least not with a Starfleet phaser.  Just a bit more, easy love.“  Picard said and deftly slipped another finger into Wes.

“Jon!  I'm gonna cum!“

Picard opened the tube of lotion and began to coat his hard cock with it.

“Wes, I should really grease you better, but there's plenty on me and I want you to really feel me in you.  I want you to feel everything!“

“Jon just put it in I want this as much or more than you do!“

With that being said Picard placed the head of his large “personal phaser“ at the entrance to Wes' love tunnel and began to apply pressure.

“Oh Gods!  Wes it's so tight!“ he gasped as he slid past the tight ring and in about three inches.

Wes gasped, then groaned.  “Oh it hurts!“

“Easy baby, just relax I'm gonna hold still for a little while just get used to me being in there.“

“No!“ Wes was vehement!  “I want it don't stop until your balls are banging my ass!“

Picard began to apply slow but deliberate pressure and started slowly to penetrate deeper.  Suddenly Wes' legs wrapped around his hips and drove him in up to the hilt of his sword.

“Oh God! It's SO BIG!“ Wesley moaned, a vicious grimace splitting his face.

“Wes, are you alright?“  Picard was concerned.  He didn't want to hurt the boy, and especially he didn't want to have to explain to Bev just how her son tore his insides up.

“I'm fine! Oh it's starting to feel good but sort of strange.“

Picard slowly flexed his flanks.  Wes' eyes rolled back in his head and he began to shudder. 

“I'm gonna cum!“ He whispered.

“Come on Wes shoot it!“  Urged Picard, “let me see that load fly!'

Wes began moaning loudly and stroking his own cock.  Jean-Luc felt the orgasm deep in the boy's bowels before Wes screamed, “Oh God, I'm gonna cum!“

Picard's cock, deeply buried within Wes' quivering ass was assaulted with violent contractions of muscle as the younger man's prick began to pulsate and shoot over and over.  It was too much.

“Wesleyyyyyy!“ Picard moaned the ensign's name and began to pound into his cock into the tight ass.  Harder and harder he fucked Wes.  Harder than any whore, or hustler he'd ever paid for.  The orgasm ripped out of his cock.  Racking his body with the most violent spasms he'd every endured.

Finally, the tremors subsided and he slid out of the boy's abused ass.

“Oh, my god!  Wes you'll end up killing this old man!“

Wes cuddled up to him, smiling with satiation. Picard wrapped his arms around the firm young nubile body holding Wes like his life depended on it.

They fell into a deep peaceful sleep.

~*~

The next day

*****

Wesley woke at the crack of dawn.  In a sleepy haze Wes looked over at his lover.  In sleep the normally harsh face looked almost angelic.  Picard's mouth was set in a half smile; the facial muscles were lax.  And that baldhead, man what a turn on.

Wes gingerly reached over to gently run a finger along Jean-Luc's baldhead.

Instantly, the older man's eyes snapped open.  The normal tension returning to his face, the corners of the sensual lips turned down.  And the trademark hardness returned to the steel colored eyes.

Suddenly, Wes was overcome with shyness; he hid his face and could feel the blush.

“Wesley Crusher is blushing?  Are you having regrets about what happened?“

“No Jean-Luc, its just a little strange waking up and my captain lying butt naked next to me.“

“I understand, but love just think how I felt just now.  For years I've slept alone and today I wake up with a soft warm hand on top of my head.“

“I love your head.“

“I'm glad it's part of the package.“  Picard murmured softly and pulled his lover into his arms and kissed him deeply.

It was at that moment that Wes felt the familiar sensation of a transporter effect.  When the confinement beam released them.  They were on the transporter pad surrounded by most of their gear.

“What in the nine Hells!“  The ship's CMO exclaimed.

“Mom...” Wes was cut off by an angry mother.

“As the Chief Medical Officer on board this ship I order both of you to report to Sickbay, immediately!“

Beverly turned and stormed out of the room.

“Jean-Luc, we've just been busted!“

The older man turned and saw Will Riker at the transporter station. 

“Will, why in the hell are you still here?“

“Captain, new orders have been received from Starfleet Command.  We are to proceed to the Badlands and investigate the disappearance of the USS Voyager.“

“I see, and you couldn't warn me because we had no combadges.“

“Correct sir, also keeping Dr. Crusher occupied didn't work either.“

“Damn, I wanted to soften the blow, now we're facing an angry she bear.“

“Let's go Jean Luc, if you think she's angry just keep her waiting, then we'll really see her fiery temper.“

“Will, I'll be on the bridge as soon as we handle the good Doctor.“  Picard said smoothly, then turning he followed Wesley from the transporter room.

*Imzadi, what is going on?  Beverly just contacted me and she's so angry I think she'll blow a gasket unless she settles down. *

*Deanna, I think you may need to go and calm her.  It's the Captain and Wes that have her so upset. *

*Will, what happened?  And why do I feel that you're involved? *

Will Riker sent a mental picture of the Captain and Wes showing his soul mate just exactly why Beverly was so angry.

*By all the stars of Betazed!  I knew there was some attraction there but I never thought.  Operation ‘seduction’ Will when are you going to learn? *

*Imzadi, it was the first time I've seen Jean-Luc so fragile, it made me realize just how lonely the man must be, and how lucky I am to have you in my life. *

*Oh well, I'm on the way to Sickbay.  I'll try to shock some sense into Beverly.  Wish me luck, we all may need it, you know who protective she is of her son. *

*Good luck, Love* Will ended the telepathic communication with the mental stamp that he and Deanna both knew was the equivalent of a quick kiss.

*Oh and Will, you may want to get Geordie to make some adjustments to the Captain's quarters.  Like making a connecting door to the next suite.  That should help stop the rumors before they really get started. *

*Good idea, thanks Deanna.  I'll see you later. *

Riker activated his combadge.  “Riker to LaForge.“

“LaForge here, go ahead Commander.“

“Geordie I need you to go down to the Captain's quarters and make some adjustments.  All this is to be classified as super secret.“

“Understood Commander, I'll get my tools and meet you there.  It will take two command level officers to override the Captain's door computer.“

“Understood, make it quick.  I'll be needed on the Bridge.“  Riker broke the connection.

Beverly was fuming, all those intimate dinners with that that Man!  Then she goes to welcome back the two men in her life and catches them in the act!  Jean Luc and Wesley, how could they!

“Computer begin full bio scans on biobeds 1 and 2 as soon as they are occupied.  When the scans are complete forward the data to Dr. Crusher's office terminal.“

“Systems waiting.“  The computer's dry voice answered.

At that moment the two men entered the room.  Both of them were looking apprehensive.

“Ensign Crusher, have a seat on biobed 1, Captain take biobed 2.“

“Doctor, I...“

“That's an order Captain!“

Picard gave in and sat on the bed, so did Wes.  At that moment the Sickbay doors opened and in marched Deanna Troi.

“Beverly, I need to see you now!“

“Troi I'm busy.“

“That's an order Doctor, please don't force me to relieve you of duty and place you under guard.“

“You can't!“

“Oh yes I can, your emotional outburst, as well as your abuse of your rank and station give me all the reason I need!  Now in your office if you please Doctor.“

Beverly looked as though she were going to argue; however she relented and walked into her office.

*Captain, Wes, I'll try to settle her down.  I hope you understand that the ah..recent events have been traumatic to her. *

“Of course Councilor, please see if you can help her.“

“Thank you Deanna,“ Wes whispered to the raven-haired woman as she followed his mother into the office.

As the doors closed behind them, Beverly spun to face Troi.

“Deanna, how could you undermine my authority?“

“You were doing a good job of undermining our Captain's authority!“

“He was kissing my child!“

“Beverly, Wes is an adult.  And this is his decision.“

“How can I stand by and allow him to make a mistake.“

“Are you sure it's a mistake?  I sense that you are jealous, it's no secret that you fancy the Captain yourself.“

“Troi!  That's not even fair!“

“Is your treatment of the Captain and Ensign Crusher fair Beverly?  Move outside yourself and look at how you've been acting.“

Beverly threw herself into a chair and held her head in her hands. 

“Damn!  What have I done, Deanna?  Wes isn't a child; hell he wasn't ever a child.  The fact that he is wearing a Starfleet Uniform and holding the rank of Ensign is proof of that.  But I'm scared for him.  What if something lasting develops between him and Jean Luc and then.“

“The Captain is killed?  Beverly you of all people know that there are circumstances that cannot be avoided.  When we fall in love that is one of many risks that we must take.“

“But damn it Deanna, Wes is so young, and.“

“And the Captain is so much older?“

“He's old enough to be Wes' father.  I mean he was Jack's best friend, and I thought mine too.“

“You're being unfair again, Beverly.“

“Am I?  Who led whom on?“

“Did the Captain ever tell straight out that he intended to pursue more of an intimate relationship with you?“

“No, but all those times we were together.“

“Beverly, he needed a friend, and you did to?  As I remember it you were involved a few times with other people on a more physical level.  Did he react this way?“

“I wasn't sleeping with his child!“

“Beverly we're going in circles, you have to realize that Wes is an adult and it's not your decision.  We don't choose who we fall in love with.  Believe me if I thought that Jean Luc was leading him on I'd be the first to get in his face, but I feel their emotions, and they are both deeply in love.“

“Deanna, what do I do?  I've probably scared them both to death.“

“No but Wes is greatly upset.  You'll have to answer for this outburst I'm afraid.  As for what you have to do, you already know.  Love them, and support them.“

“I know will you stay?“

“No, I think the three of you need to work this out.  But I'm warning you Doctor, another outburst like the one I saw a few minutes ago and I will have you placed under guard.  Keep your cool.“

“I will.“

“I'll leave, do you want me to send them in?“

“No give me a few minutes and I'll ask them to step in.“

“Alright, and remember you're not losing a son, but gaining a new son-in-law.“

Beverly dropped the cup she was sipping from and stared at Deanna.

“Are you serious?  Is it to that point already?“

“Beverly, remember Jean Luc has been alone a long time.  I don't look for him to wait around very long with it comes to this.  Be ready.“

Deanna patted Beverly soothingly on the shoulder and then turned and left.  Outside she addressed the two men telepathically.

*She'll be fine now.  Promise me you won't be too hard on her Wes.  She was just stunned, and she's scared that you're growing up too fast. *

“Deanna, she's got to stop it.“

*I know, but just listen to her.  She's very sorry that she got out of line.  I hear her coming; I'd better go. *

Deanna walked to the door and left the Sickbay.  As she strode down the corridor toward the turbolift she thought to herself. 

*There will be a lot of broken hearts.  The Captain and Ensign Crusher are both very attractive; I don't think either of them realized how many women were after them. *

Beverly came out of the office.  Her face and eyes were both red.  She had been crying. 

“I can't even look at them, I'm so ashamed“ she thought.  Staring at the floor she addressed the two men.

“I owe both of you an apology, a big one.“

“Dr. Crusher, Beverly, let's go in your office.  We won't be disturbed there.“

She looked up at the Captain, and nodded.  Jean Luc took Wes' hand and they led the way.

After they'd enter the private office and were seated, Beverly spoke.

“I know I mad a complete ass of myself.  I hope you can both understand I wasn't expecting this.  I was shocked, not at Wes having a relationship with another man, but with you, Jean Luc.“

“I understand Beverly, I hope that you can see my side of things though.  You see I fell in love with Jack years ago, but when I finally realized that the friendship had turned to something deeper, at least on my part, you were already with him.  I wouldn't have caused you any pain, I cared about both of you too much.“

“I ...I'm stunned Jean Luc, I never knew.  Did you ever tell Jack?“

“No, I couldn't risk losing my best friend.  I wasn't sure how he would react.“

Wes sat listening to the conversation between his lover and his mother.  He wasn't sure he liked what he was hearing.  He loved Jean Luc but he wasn't his father and could not be a substitute for him.

Beverly noticed the look on her son's face; this wasn't good.  He got that look right before he would storm out.

“Jean Luc, I need to know.  Do you care about me because of who I am or because of who my father was?“

“Wes, please listen to me carefully, I am not interested in living a fantasy that I finally end up with Jack Crusher.  You're not your father.  You have his looks and your mother's intelligence, but you aren't the sum total of those parts.  You have a creativity and spark all your own.  That's why I care...no that's why I love you so much.  You're mature beyond your years, you're dedicated, hardworking, and loyal.  You're everything that I admire in a person, and as you grew up I found that I was falling in love with the son of my two best friends.  I was afraid of what might happen, but finally I knew that I had to let you know what I was feeling.  I am so thrilled to know that you cared for me as well.“

Wes' expression relaxed.  “Thank heavens, “ thought Beverly. “I was afraid that there would be trouble.  Maybe Jean Luc will be good for this quick tempered son of mine.“

“Wes, can you forgive me for my attack of Mad Mother Disease?“

“I can but mom if you ever do that again...“

“I promise that I'll keep a control on my temper, who knows maybe Selar can train me in Kolinar.“

“Now that would be hilarious.  I can just see you trying to control that temper with meditation.  There wouldn't been anything breakable left of the entire ship!“

“Jean Luc!  Now that's not fair, I'm not that bad.“

“OH YES YOU ARE!“  Both men answered together.

“Well, I stand corrected.  By the way what exactly are you intentions with my son?  That is if a curious mother is allowed to ask?“ 

Beverly waited for Jean Luc to reply she would give him an opening.  If he took it or not was up to him.

Jean Luc answered her, “I want to give Wes the time to make up his own mind and be sure that I am whom he really wants, then I want to make him my spouse.“

“Jean Luc, I don't need any time.  And if that's what it sounded like to me then the answer is yes.  I will marry you.“  Wes reached out for his lover's hand and pulled him in close and kissed him.

“Well, I guess I know now just how serious you both are.  Wes, you have my blessing, as old fashioned as that sounds.  Jean Luc, welcome to the family.“

“Mom, thank you.“

“Wes, I love you, I just wanted you to be happy.  And I wanted to protect you from the pain that I went through when I lost your father.“

“Mom, that's part of the risk that we all have to take.  Age doesn't matter, look at my father, he was young when he was taken from us.“

“You really are wise beyond your years Wes.“  Beverly turned to the older man.  “Jean Luc you've always been a close friend of the family, a friend and confidant, just please forgive me if it takes me awhile to start thinking of you as my son-in-law.“

“Don't worry about it Beverly.  I'm sure that we'll all get accustomed to the situation.  It's just that I couldn't stand by and allow the precious gift that Wes gave me to be snatched away from me.“

“You shouldn't have to.  I'll tell you what, after our shifts let's all meet in 10 Forward for a little celebration.“

“Sounds great.“

“We'll be there.“

“Go on you two, I've kept you both away from your duties far too long.“

Wes and Jean Luc moved out of the office and into Sickbay. 

“Love, I've got to go by my quarters and then I'll be on the bridge.“

Wes kissed Jean-Luc and told him that he'd see him soon.  He needed to go to his quarters also; he needed a shower and a fresh uniform.  Then he'd report to the bridge for his regular shift.

“Alright, I'll see you on the bridge.“  Replied Picard.

Wes turned and took off out the door.  Picard smiled, watching his young lover dash down the corridor.

Just then the medical COM panel came to life.  “Riker to Captain Picard.“

“Go ahead number one.“

“Captain, since Starfleet has changed our orders, I'll need to brief you at your earliest convenience.“

“Very good number one, I'll be on the bridge in 15 minutes.  Picard out.“  Shaking his head, Picard sighed, “Well, old boy, back to the business of running a starship.“  With those words to himself he turned and made his way to the turbolift. 

Entering his quarters he noticed something very different.  There was Geordie LaForge, using a laser cutter to apparently open a doorway through the bulkhead into the adjacent living quarters.

“Captain,” LaForge snapped to attention.

“As you were Lt. I take it that Mr. Riker sat you on this task.“

“Yes sir, he told me it was imperative and ordered that the matter be classified as super secret.“

Trust Riker to worry about gossip.  “Lt. that a bit extreme.  Just keep a lid on the matter.“

“Understood sir.“

“Very good, carry on.“

Picard went to the bath and removed his uniform and placed it in the 'freshener'. 

Stepping into the sonic shower he ordered the computer to begin the process.  As the ionic pulses removed any dirt and dead skin he stood there thinking.  How would he and Wes handle this?  Should they try to keep it secret?  Or should it be made known?  Enough of that Jonnie old boy, you a Wes need to talk that though together and reach a decision.

The shower cycle ended and he stepped out.  Leaving the bathroom he was in his bedroom.  He took out a clean uniform and other necessary items and began the task of getting ready for duty.  I'll have to make sure I don't slip up on the bridge.  I can just see Worf if I were to call Wes Love by mistake.  The poor Klingon would probably suffer a seizure.

Once he was dressed Picard left his quarters behind and made his way to the bridge.  As the turbolift doors opened the first thing he noticed was Wes, he could have been the poster boy for Starfleet's recruiting program.  His uniform and hair were impeccable.  Not for the first time Jean Luc was amazed at the grace and confidence that was evident with every move. 

Picard drew his attention from Wes and moved toward his ready room.  Turning back toward his First Officer Picard addressed the man.

“Commander, I would like to see you and the Councilor in my ready room.“

“Aye Captain.“  Riker answered him.

*Any insight, Imzadi? * Riker thought to Troi.

*Not really, I sense excitement, but that could be from any number of things.  We'd better not keep him waiting. *

She stood and led the way to the now closed door.  Inside the room the door chime sounded.

“Come.“ Ordered the Captain.  He was sitting behind his desk.  It was a good thing one of his first postings was on Betazed and he'd picked up a few tricks.  He was shielding his emotions as best he could. 

The pair entered the office and stood in front of the desk.

“You wanted to speak with us, sir?“  Troi asked.

“Yes, councilor, I'd like to know exactly who ordered modifications to my quarters?“

“That would be me sir.“  Riker answered.  “We wanted to...“

“To what Commander?  Keep down gossip?  For all its size this ship is still a small environment.  Certainly the crew is observant enough to put two and two together and come up with four.“

“Of course sir, however, we hoped that it would take some time before the crew did realize that your and Ensign Crusher were...ah...“

“A Couple is the term I believe Number One.“

“Well I wasn't sure, Captain.“

Jean Luc had played it off as long as he could.  He gave up all pretenses and let his psychic shields drop.

Deanna's face lit up.  Then a moment later Will smiled broadly.

“No fair! Telepathy isn't allowed!“  Jean Luc admonished them both.

“Congratulations! When is the wedding?“

“Deanna, let me get Wes in here.  I'd hate for him to miss out on the conversation.“

Picard tapped his combadge and ordered Ensign Crusher to his ready room.  Within a minute the door chimed.  “Enter.“

“You wanted to see me Captain?“  Wes was perfect in his formality.

“Not as the Captain, this time Wes.“

The transformation was almost instantaneous.  Wes' entire posture and expression changed, he moved beside the older man and clasped his hand. 

“Well, that's something I never thought I'd see.“ 

“It was a surprise to me too Commander Riker.“

“Wes, you're allowed to call me Will when you're off duty.“

“I'm still on duty. Commander.“

“Enough of the small talk, when is the wedding?“ Troi was set to overload.

“Councilor, we've yet to set the date.  I don't think that it will be too long of an engagement however.“

“Wes, I'm so happy for you both, “ Troi hugged the younger man.

“Wes, I'd like to talk to you about the date of the ceremony.  I don't want to wait at all.  Would you marry me day after tomorrow?“

“I'm shocked!  My calm cool and well planned out Jean Luc, ready to elope?“

“No elopement, Commander Riker will perform the ceremony in 10 Forward.“

“Excuse me a moment.  Ensign Crusher to Doctor Crusher.“

“Go ahead Wes.“

“Mom, the wedding date is set.“  Wes paused winking at Jean Luc.

“WESSSS!  When is it, there is a lot to be done.“

“Day after tomorrow.“

“WHAT!  You're kidding me!“

“Afraid not Beverly, it will be in 10 Forward, the entire crew will be invited, afterward I'll be taking my leave and Wes and I will honeymoon on Risa.“

“Troi said you wouldn't wait long, but honestly Jean Luc, the replicators will have to work overtime to supply this ceremony on such sort notice.“

“You'd better get busy then Doctor.  We'll be in touch shortly with more details, in fact Wes is going off duty until after the wedding.“

“Good, send him down as soon as possible, and Jean Luc I'll need you here too at least for measurements.“

“Understood Beverly, Picard out.“

“Jean Luc, I'd like Data and Deanna to be at my side and you choose a couple from the crew as well.“

“Good Idea Wes, How about Geordie and Leah, since she's here visiting her new husband.“

“Captain, when will the crew be informed of the ceremony?“

“No time like the present.  Computer ship wide PA, Attention all crewmembers your are cordially invited to Your Captain's wedding; day after tomorrow at 1800 in 10 Forward, Where I will pledge my love for my new spouse, Wesley Crusher.  Thank you and we look forward to seeing you there.“ 

“Holy Shit!  Mom will have a coronary!“

“Crusher to Picard!“

“Go ahead Beverly,“

“What in the hell was that?“

“Everyone onboard is invited, wasn't the announcement clear enough?“

“Jean Luc, I was planning on sending out invitations to everyone's terminals, in fact the computer was working on the database when you made your impromptu announcement.“

“Well either send the damn things, or don't and apply your efforts elsewhere.  I promise Beverly No more surprises.“

“I'll hold you to that promise Jean Luc, three in one day is pushing it.  Crusher out.“

“Captain, we do have a mission,“

“Yes, number One, however I feel certain that I can leave the investigation in your capable hands.  Besides, my doctor and the good councilor are always pushing for me to take shore leave.“

“I'll arrange transport to Risa after the ceremony for the two of you.  Would you be open to using the Captain's Yacht, it warp capable and much more comfortable than any shuttlecraft.“

“Of course we'll take the Yacht.  At warp factor 5 the trip won't take more than 8 hours.“

“Jean Luc I'd better get to Sickbay.  Mom will be having a proverbial fit right about now.“

“Captain, I think it would be prudent that I relieve you of duty now.  There is a lot to be done in a short time.“

“I believe I will accept your offer Will, thank you.  My Love may I escort you to Sickbay?“  Picard offered Wes his arm with a smile.

Wes blushed and accepted the proffered arm and together they strode out of the ready room. 

As they entered the bridge all eyes turned on them.  Every face wore a look of shock; it wasn't a joke!

“Commander Riker has the Com until I and my fiancé return from our honeymoon.“

“Captain, If I may I would like to offer my congratulations to you and Ensign Crusher.“  Data said standing to face the two men.

“Here here.“ was echoed around the bridge.

“Thank you all for your good wishes, now if you'll excuse us we'll take our leave.“  Picard and Wes boarded the turbolift and were whisked away.

As the lift doors closed Jean Luc turned and kissed Wes passionately, only stopping because both men needed oxygen.

“I believe we'll take a little detour, on the way to Sickbay.“

“Jean Luc, you're incorrigible.“

Not the Captain but the man just smiled and as they exited the lift he led Wes to his quarters.

Once inside the pair attacked each other with all the ferocity of a pair of aroused Klingons.  Jean Luc grabbed Wes, a feral growl on his lips.  Pulling Wes roughly to him he attacked the younger man's neck, with teeth, lips and tongue. Wes meanwhile was exploring the older man's body with his hands, grabbing and clawing.

The two began a melee of love blows and throws the final one being a hip throw that landed Wes on Jean Luc's bed.  Jean Luc flung his body to cover the lithe form that was waiting for his next attack.  And attack he did, with lips, hands, legs, and groin.

A violent growl was torn from Wes's throat, as he thrashed trying to find purchased against his attacking lover.  Jean Luc out massed him by several kilos however, and he remained in control.

“Do you yield to me?“  Picard asked in his most Klingon-like voice?  He was truly getting into this, would this be a regular occurrence?

“Yield and I will make you mine, or die!“

Wes struggled again; he too was into this game.  He wouldn't give up the fight easily, he continued to struggle, finally gaining purchase and tossing his lover on his back.

“Yield or Die!“ Wes growled.

Picard yielded to his lover, gladly.  He hoped that Wes wouldn't realize that he'd thrown the mock battle on purpose.

“I yield to my love!“

Wesley leaned into Jean Luc and kissed him, the adrenaline in his system charging his ardor.  Picard returned the kiss just as heatedly; their tongues now waged war just as momentarily before their bodies were locked in lover's combat.

Wes grabbed the tunic of the older man and breaking the kiss ripped it over Jean Luc's head!  Wes dove on to the exposed chest, biting the nipples roughly, then soothing the ache with his tongue.  He moved further along Jean Luc's torso, his fingers blazing a trail from between the pecs down the flat stomach, his lips followed igniting the nerve endings along its path.  When he reached the waistband of the trousers he paused and looking up at Jean Luc, proceeded to tear away the fastenings with his teeth.

Wes was driving Jean Luc insane with desire, just the sensation of that mouth against his skin, then seeing the beautiful man actually opening his trousers with his teeth!  Jean Luc was ready for anything. 

Wes grabbed the waistband of the pants, and violently jerked them down the long muscular legs and off.  He knelt and his entire body shook in anticipation.  He lifted the cock to his lips.  He worked up a mouthful of saliva and coated it heavily.  This made the oral intruder easier to handle.  He succeeded in taking it all the way in.  Willing his throat to relax further, he held the pleasure prong deep within his tight throat, and made himself swallow.

Jean Luc's hands grabbed the sheets, balling into fists.  It took every bit of control that the formidable man contained to keep from bucking his hips, and forcing his way even deeper into Wes' slick throat. Wes swallowed again.  All control went out the hatch.  Jean Luc's hips flexed out of pure reflex.

“Ohhhhh, Wesssss!“

Wes continued to hold the organ hostage deep within his throat, and swallowed again.  Again the hips lifted off the mattress and drove Picard in deeper. 

Wes slid back, causing Picard to moan in disappointment.  He lifted his lover's legs and settled a couple of pillows under his hips.  Jean Luc bent his knees and settled into the position that his lover had placed him in.

The younger man gently parted the two globes of his lover's ass.  He was rewarded with a view of the tight puckered hole.  Wes brought his lips and tongue to bear on Jean Luc's most secret entrance.  As the wet and nimble tongue probed and lubricated his butt, the older man wriggled, and moaned. 

“Damn, Wes that's good!  Oh Love that is so damn good.“  Further words weren't possible as the assaulting tongue achieved penetration.  

After many minutes of such stimulation Picard was ready to beg for it.  However it wasn't necessary.  Wes moved away to retrieve a tube of lube that he had noticed on the bed stand.

He coated his cock with a copious amount of the slick stuff, and proceeded to apply a large amount to the orifice that he'd just been working on.

Picard was ready, he waited, and finally as he was beginning to feel that he could wait no longer, he felt the head of Wes' cock at his backdoor.  Even after the stretching and relaxing that Wes had done it was a tight fit.  Wes pushed in the head roughly, then it seemed that he was waiting for the way to open.

Picard locked his legs around the trim waist and pulled him in closer as he push himself towards the welcome intruder. 

Picard moaned loudly his face bearing a feral snarl as Wes' body came to rest in full contact with his.

“Wes, fuck me!“ 

Wes said not a word, but bent to the pleasurable task at hand.  He began slowly, but Picard wouldn't have it.  Faster and harder he pumped, still the wanton man demanded more.  By now he was slamming his body into the prone form of Jean Luc with as much force as possible.  The older man threw his head back and an animalistic howl tore from his lips. The baldhead thrashed from side to side.

Wes was getting close to his climax and said so.

Jean Luc exerted control over his anal muscles and clenched tightly on Wes' cock.  The effect was similar to a pinch, the urgency eased off and Wes kept at it.  Harder and harder and harder still until he was afraid that Jean Luc would need his some of Beverly's attention when this was all over.

Jean Luc felt the stirring deep within his groin and knew that he was close to cumming.  He began to expertly manipulate his anal muscles again.  This time he would instead of stopping the younger man's orgasm he would intensify it.

“Jon!  Damn what are you doing?“  Wes moaned and redoubled his efforts.

“I'm going to cum.“  It was the only phrase he could form.

As if voicing it opened the floodgate his cock began pulsing, and the white liquid fire shot forth, onto his chest.

Wes felt the massive contractions deep within his lover and it caused a chain reaction within him.  Crying out in ecstasy his body began shake and contract.  He filled his lover's canal to overflowing. 

“Jon, Oh God! Ahh Ohhhhhhhhhh! Fuckkkkk! “  As the tremors began to level off his exclamations died into moans.

He gently pulled out of Jean Luc and lay atop his lover's chest.  The still warm cum sticky between them.  He kissed the man.

“Wes,” Jean Luc started, still catching his breath, “that was the single most erotic thing I've ever experienced.“

“Not bad for a kid, huh?“  Wes said with a gleam in his eye.

Jean Luc swatted his ass playfully.

“I don't do this with kids, Wes.  Come on we'd better get cleaned up and get to Sickbay.  If Beverly finds out we left the Bridge and haven't yet reported to her...“

“What, embarrassed that Mom might figure out what we've been doing?“

“Not embarrassed, I just don't want to rub her nose in it. “Too late, there are bruises forming on your neck, and your tunic collar won't cover them all.“