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Spock drew closer to permit Jim access to his body. Jim reached out and
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slipped one lazy hand inside the folds of Spock's bathrobe. Spock closed his
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eyes and shivered slightly as Jim's hand closed around his growing erection.
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A tug and a half and it throbbed to its full length.
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Jim used his other hand to slowly untie the cloth strap that was holding the
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bathrobe closed. The fabric parted, like a curtain rising on a stage, with
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Spock's impressive hard-on the star performer. Jim worked his hand tightly
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down over the length a few more times before letting go suddenly. He settled
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back on the pillows behind him like a fat cat and placed both hands in his
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own lap. "Well?"
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"I will attempt what you suggest," Spock acquiesced, and his own hand picked
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up where Jim had left off. He sat down on the bed at Jim's feet, holding his
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penis and working it slowly as he shrugged off the bathrobe. It fell in
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piles of material around his waist as he devoted more attention to his dick.
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But always he kept one eye on Jim, and concentrated on his love through
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their bond.
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Jim had unzipped the fly of his uniform pants and fished out everything he
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had to offer. He was sitting against his pillows, running his hands lightly,
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teasingly, over his dick and balls, as he watched Spock with eager
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curiosity. Would he be able to do it? Jim had seen pictures of such an act,
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in pornos and in textbooks, but had neither seen it in person nor managed it
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himself--and now his new husband was about to attempt it! The thought added
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a throb to his erection.
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Spock studied his penis with the devoted, serious concentration he usually
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offered as Starfleet's best science officer. Continually working it with
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both hands so that it stayed at maximum stiffness, he slowly began to curl
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his body inward. Jim almost winced a little when he began to bend past Human
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comfort levels, but he felt nothing but love, curiosity, and calculation
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coming from Spock's mind. He relaxed, and trusted Spock not to hurt himself.
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Spock gently folded his body over as far as he could, and craned his neck
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slightly. Yes, it certainly appeared possible...
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He opened his mouth and, snaking his tongue out as as far as it could go,
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gave the head of his penis an exploratory lick.
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He stopped his actions at the sounds of a small moan from his bondmate.
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Bending his head away from his phallus in a deliberate tease, he looked over
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at Jim. The Admiral's eyes were wide open and he was pumping his dick slowly
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but enthusiastically. "You are enjoying this, Jim?" Spock asked with a
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twinkle-eyed straight face.
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Jim nodded and breathed heavily. "You can do it, you can actually *do* it,"
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he murmured with appreciative wonder.
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"Yes, the Vulcan skeleton does have some useful evolutionary--"
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"Please--Spock--keep going... you have no idea how hot this looks from
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here," Jim gasped.
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Spock had somewhat of an idea. The spikes of passion he could feel shooting
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through Jim's mind and down through his body were unsually high. He crunched
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his body down and stuck his tongue out again.
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With long, thorough laps like an animal he began to lick his penis. His
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tongue slipped wetly over the smooth, fleshy head, and he began to
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unconsciously thrust slightly against his own mouth. He ground his tongue
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against the green-flushed skin harder and harder.
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Encouraged by the masculine moaning of the man reclining beside him, he
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stretched out his lips and carefully enveloped the tip of his penis with his
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mouth. Enjoying the inviting moist warmth, he cupped his balls in one palm
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and kneaded them slightly. Then he thrust with seriousness into his mouth,
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sucking his own penis, his hands gripping the shaft.
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He couldn't make it that far down, but it was enough for Jim Kirk. Watching
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Spock with aroused fascination, Jim slid his fist up and down his dick
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faster and faster. Spock's head was bent over his crotch as he gave himself
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head, his eyes cast down so that his long, beautiful eyelashes were even
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more obvious than they usually were. And below the eyelashes, his hard penis
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disappearing in between his beautiful, elegant lips... wet and glistening
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with his saliva.
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Jim thrust his hips against the bed and into his hand. His eyes fixed firmly
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on Spock, watching the Vulcan tongue-bathe his own dick, he rubbed himself
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into a shuddering climax. Hot white liquid splashed in little spurts and
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dribbled down his spent erection. Spock felt the orgasm through the marriage
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bond and let himself freefloat over the edge as well. He considered the
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taste of his own semen as he came with both sexual satisfaction and
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scientific amusement.
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He conserved the semen as best he could as he let his penis slip out of his
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mouth and flop happily onto one thigh. Then he got down on his knuckles and
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crawled across the bed to his sweating, panting bondmate.
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Spock climbed on board the Starship Jim, wrapping all his limbs around the
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Admiral in a slightly nonHuman fashion. Their softening penises pressed
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together as they both shifted to maximize body contact. Jim wrapped both
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arms around Spock's back and hugged him tightly. Then Spock bent in for a
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kiss.
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Syrupy Vulcan semen flowed from Spock's mouth to Jim's as the two men
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kissed. Jim was used to the unique taste of the fluid, sweeter than a
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Human's and both thicker and slicker, but it was tittilatingly exotic to
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have it snowballed to him from Spock's mouth. The liquid mixed with their
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saliva and eventually disappeared down their throats. Spock's hands found
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Jim's forehead, and he slipped easily into his mind. My mind to your mind...
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My tongue to your tongue, Jim thought back playfully. It was an old joke,
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and their tongues lay flat against each other as if on cue.
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Spock broke the kiss to travel worshipfully down Jim's body with tender
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hands, stopping at his groin to lick up the excess Human come. It was Vulcan
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instinct to ingest leftover seminal fluid--a logical consequence of desert
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life. For Jim it was kinky; for Spock, natural.
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