The Enterprise Parasite | By : codysaoyrn Category: Star Trek > Star Trek Views: 6957 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Resignation proved difficult, however, when Kirk found himself being licked clean all over by McCoy. The doctor looked almost feral, hair mussed and cheeks pink as he stretched nude over his captain's body. Kirk tried to push him off—they were best friends, for heaven's sake!—but the tentacles binding him only tightened their hold in response. Helplessly, Kirk squirmed at every damp trail McCoy drew across his body with that incredibly pink tongue—
No, thought Kirk, Being attracted to one crewmate is bad enough! Starfleet'll have a field day with this as it is.... Calm down, Jim. You're just responding to those pheromone things, that's all. Nothing to worry about.
Then suddenly, his mind went blank as McCoy, lips parted just so, slithered further down and closed his mouth around Kirk's cock. Kirk, startled by this abrupt derailing of his train of thought, bucked into the warm suction without consideration of who it was. Tapping into McCoy's extensive medical knowledge, the parasite guided the man's tongue over the most sensitive parts of Kirk's overstimulated cock and made Kirk cry out with every stroke.
The energy this surprise blowjob gave him allowed Kirk, straining against the tentacles wrapped around his limbs, to pull his hands down from over his head and seize McCoy's hair.
"Bones," Kirk said with difficulty as he yanked the doctor's head up, "I'm ordering you to stop!"
But of course the parasite wouldn't let McCoy listen, and he just dove back down, this time to lavish heavy kisses all over his captain's lower body. The sight of McCoy's face buried in his pubic hair, those big blue eyes dark with desire, drove all hesitation out of Kirk's mind.
As McCoy made his way lower, Kirk's fingers curled tight in his hair, Spock grabbed McCoy's raised ass and held it still. He lowered his face to where the tentacle entered McCoy and, delicately (almost like a cat), began licking McCoy's reddened rim. The doctor, in contrast to Spock and his own medical precision, was slurping away at Kirk's abused asshole, which was exposed for all to see by the tentacles pulling his legs as far apart as possible.
Every moan of McCoy's reverberated through Kirk's body, and McCoy got the same treatment as Spock's controller-tentacle began slowly fucking him, making him groan into McCoy's ass. With each movement of the tentacle, alien cum was squirted out around the intruding appendage, so much of it had been forced into him. But it would take a while yet to get it all out—more than a gallon had been pumped in, filling not only his intestines but his stomach as well. Though he was now on the receiving end of what he had observed with Chekov earlier, Spock was in no position to analyze it scientifically; all he could think about was giving pleasure to McCoy and his captain.
The tentacles spread Kirk's legs just a bit wider, straddling the line between perfection and pain, and started raising them into the air. Kirk did not have the presence of mind to protest, busy as he was shuddering every time McCoy dipped that warm tongue deep into his hole and ran it around the inside of the ring. He did whimper, though, when McCoy stopped abruptly and got up. Soon—too soon, perhaps—he was being touched again, but now it was a rough manhandling as Spock lifted him off the floor, tentacles and all, and laid him upon a waiting McCoy.
McCoy's erect, thick cock slid in easily, despite Kirk's weak objections, and he let out a sibilant hiss of arousal at the feeling of being enveloped by Kirk's wet hot hole. Pinned down once more, Kirk could do nothing but squeal most unbecomingly as McCoy began thrusting, spurting cum into his captain's asshole each time.
Spock stood over the two of them, watching Kirk's flushed face impassively as he stroked himself, thin fingers rubbing his long cock in time to McCoy's motions. When Kirk started panting heavily, cum escaping around McCoy's dick and pooling on the floor, Spock knelt down—the pressure of his own knee making more alien semen dribble down his leg—and stuck the fingers of his free hand into Kirk's mouth.
His increasingly loud moans muffled by Spock's fingers, slick with various fluids, as McCoy fucked him faster and faster, Kirk was the very picture of debauchery. His skin, rose red in the numerous places where McCoy had so forcefully kissed him, verged on bruised purple where the parasite's tentacles continued to restrain him. Kirk's nipples were hardening into exclamation points as McCoy toyed with them while continuing his fucking, and when Spock leaned in to take one into his mouth Kirk bucked wildly.
Satisfied that Kirk seemed to be succumbing to its power, the parasite proceeded to put in motion the final stage of its last resort. Spock rose, spilling some cum as he stood, and casually re-positioned his captain's legs with a foot. This unexpected touch drew Kirk's attention away from McCoy and towards Spock's dick, looming large above him yet again.
"Spock," Kirk said, wheezing, "Are you— Do you—"
Quick with feline grace, Spock snaked out his hands and grabbed Kirk, administering a Vulcan nerve pinch and returning to his original position in the space of a few seconds.
Spock's dark and almost gentle eyes filled Kirk's vision, giving him some comfort, however small, as everything went black.
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