By Selvbebi
(c) 2001
My back was to him when he approached me. I had been waiting. No one knew of our meeting. We both knew no one would understand if things were to be found out, but he knew I would never tell.
He approached me slowly, prolonging his desire, I imagined. I felt his elongated Vulcan fingers sliding in slow sweeping movements across my body. Closing my eyes, I sighed as his warmth penetrated my frigid skin. I listened as his clothes fell to the floor; he never uttered a word. And then he was on me; licking, stroking, caressing... He was insatiable. Then again, I couldn't get enough either.
I felt one hand leave me for a moment, and return lubricated. Though I had several knobs to choose from, I knew which one he wanted. The one sticking straight off the top of my head. I was right. He wrapped his hands around it, stroking it slowly, making sure to do a good job.
Then, as he was proceeding to mount me, the unthinkable happened! The door opened, and there stood the Captain.
"SPOCK!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?"
". . .Kirk. . .I wasn't expecting you for hours yet. Has something happened?"
" Well apparently so! Apparently you decided you needed something *else* to satisfy you."
I was mortified! The Captain was the *last* person I'd ever wanted to find out!
"Kirk, listen. I believe *you* might find enjoyment in my idea as well. And to be quite frank, it would probably be better with you here."
The Captain paused. He seemed to be considering it.
"Really Spock? Hmmm... So what was your idea?"
WHAT?! I couldn't believe this! What had started out as a private love fest between me and my beloved Spock, was now turning into some kind of crude threesome, apparently only to benefit the two of them. I decided if that was the way Spock wanted it, fine. I'd never speak to him again. Surely he would realize from my silence that I didn't agree.I was wrong.
Before I knew it, they were getting hot and heavy right next to me! They had apparently completely forgotten I was even there! I was *outraged*. Before I could think on it much longer, though, I saw them exchange glances. They both stood and turned toward me. This time, they decided to take my knobs on each side of me. What could I do? As upset as I was, I couldn't help being hard. I felt ready to spew, and they hadn't even started!
Then I felt them. Their hands reached for me at the same time, rubbing, oiling, exciting me. I felt my resolve weaken. I could only watch as they both turned and backed onto me simultaneously. Then reaching around me to either side, they clasped wrists, pulling against each other, grinding on me. I couldn't hold out much longer. Spock would have been my first, and now that had become two hot, throbbing bodies slamming faster and faster against me.
When the moaning started, I knew I could wait no more. My knobs began to turn, verrry slowly. This only excited them more. I don't think they realized what was actually happening, or *surely* they would've slowed down! As my knobs turned, they were ground deeper and deeper into each of them. But Spock and the Captain only thrust harder.
When my knobs were fully extended, the Captain let out a scream, and Spock a low growl, and I realized we were all going to cum at the same time. Right then, the ends of my knobs shot off, propelled by thousands upon thousands of pounds of pressure behind them. The Captain was forced to take flight from the force of my orgasm, and Spock shot across the ground.
I never thought I'd stop. The entire area was soaked, all the way up to the door. Apparently the Captains Screaming had alerted some people lurking nearby. Several people--all unknown to me -- came running from different directions. Then came McCoy. He looked pissed. He stopped right in front of me, and sized up the situation. He called for a car, then ran to the captain, and drug him into the front seat, muttering on how the Captain always has to screw up the visits to Earth. He then turned to Spock, who had been painfully stopped by a nearby tree. He drug the Vulcan into the back seat, and as McCoy climbed in next to him, I heard him bellow:
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU TWO *DOING* TO THAT FIRE HYDRANT?!"
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