SPACE: Above and Beyond
This is a very short piece, 100% pure smut. It has absolutely no plot whatsoever - sorry ;(
WARNING: This story contains graphic portrayals of Homosexual Sex and is therefore rated NC-17. Do not read if you are a minor, or if the idea of two men having sex does strange things to your nervous system. You have been warned. Use your *DELETE* button if this kind of story makes you uncomfortable. Do not read if such acts offend you.
STANDARD DISCLAIMER: The characters Lt. Col. T.C. McQueen and Lt. Nathan West, and situations of the TV Program "SPACE: Above and Beyond" are the creation and property of Glen Morgan and James Wong, Fox Broadcasting and Hard Eight Productions. They have been used without permission. No copyright infringement is intended.
By Handsome Alvin
(1/1) m/m McQ/West NC-17
Dreams
Nathan West walked quietly down the corridors that housed the officers quarters on the Saratoga. Every so often he paused, making sure he was not followed or seen. West knew he was being over-cautious - all the hallways were deserted. At 03:00 hours, those who were still awake were no doubt at their duty posts. Nevertheless, he looked over his shoulder once more before he slipped through the cabin door, locking it behind him.
Scanning the room, eyes quickly adjusting to the dark, Nathan saw him. He was standing at the far end, back to the door, arms by his sides, looking intently at the stars outside. He did not move at the loud click of the lock, did not turn at the soft rustling sounds of clothes being removed and dropped to the floor. He merely stood still. Silent. Waiting.
West stepped closer to his CO, close enough to allow McQueen to feel the heat from his body. Reaching round, he placed one hand on McQueen's heaving chest and began to stroke lightly, pulling the other man back against him, nuzzling his face in the short silver hair in front of him. McQueen, powerless to resist, leant back, sighing with pleasure as he felt the soft, wet kisses pressed at the back of his neck, groaning as Nathan's hand moved lower to caress his swollen penis and his rough-velvet tongue trailed patterns down his neck, searching, seeking ...
"Oh! Yes!" He cried out loud as Nathan's lips and tongue found the raised bud of flesh. Grunting, his head fell forwards, giving West better access as he suckled on his navel. Overwhelmed by the dual stimulation, McQueen moved his hips in counterpoint to Nathan's stroking hand, doubling his own pleasure and arousing West to a fever-pitch as his buttocks rubbed sinuously against the other man's erection. Moaning softly, West moved his free hand to McQueen's lips, running his fingers over the smooth skin, sliding them into his mouth to feel McQueen's tongue flicking against them. Nathan almost came right there. He stepped back, trembling hard, his breath coming in harsh erratic gasps, the sudden lack of oxygen nearly robbing him of consciousness. McQueen finally spun round to face him, eyes a little wild.
"Nathan ... What's ...?"
Shaking his head, Nathan recovered some of his control and pushed the other man against the wall. Dropping to his knees, he clumsily freed McQueen's erection from his clothes, adding to his lover's arousal as shaky hands brushed over the rock-hard flesh. Making a fist around the shaft, Nathan slowly pumped McQueen's cock, his lips parting unconsciously as he observed the first pearly drops of liquid appear at the head. Pale hands moved to West's dark head, urging him down as lean hips arched upwards in open invitation.
McQueen bit down on his lip and tried not to scream when the wet heat of West's mouth enveloped him. Nathan sucked the tip of his penis, licking tentatively, giving himself time to grow accustomed to this new taste, intuitively using his lips and tongue to spread the salty sweet drops of liquid that formed while his fist slid rapidly up and down the hard length. Raising his eyes, he watched his CO's face draw tight in ecstasy, saw him struggle for control as he rubbed his lips over the slick cock head. Encouraged by this, Nathan released his hold and took McQueen's length in his mouth. Clamping his lips firmly around the throbbing shaft, he moved his head up and down in an intense rhythm, allowing a slight scrape of teeth at irregular intervals along the sensitive veins. McQueen's hips jerked sharply, lurching forwards, pushing deeper and further into the inviting warmth. Nathan tensed in alarm but forced himself to relax his jaw, fighting the reflex to gag as the stiff cock slid down his throat.
McQueen held West's skull with an almost punishing grip as he thrust into Nathan's mouth with mindless abandon, moaning helplessly. His head thrashed from side to side, the exquisite sensation of teeth and sweetly lashing tongue stripping him of tenderness and reason. Suddenly, he pressed deep, went still, and then exploded, jets of warm cream spurting from his rigid penis as he shivered and shuddered violently. Nathan swallowed as fast as his CO could shoot, the sucking action of his mouth around the jerking cock increasing the pleasure until McQueen could no longer hold back his screams.
Whimpering softly, McQueen slumped back against the wall - it was the only thing keeping him upright. He watched West through passion glazed eyes; watched him rise to his feet, licking the remnants of semen from the corner of his mouth, his body trembling with pent-up desire. He reached out, pulling Nathan to him for a kiss, tasting his own essence on the younger man's tongue. West's response was frenzied, startling even McQueen. Painfully aroused, aching for release, Nathan frantically rubbed himself against McQueen, clawing at him, his desperate sobs lost into the InVitro's open mouth.
McQueen pushed him away, using his superior strength to hold him at arm's length. After a moment, he pulled him back into a warm embrace, his hand stroking Nathan's back as his soft words slowed the fits of shaking.
"Nathan! Easy! ... Ssssh! ... It's okay ... Ssssh! ..."
Head spinning, West allowed himself to be led to the desk. He lay on his back and moaned with pleasure when McQueen slid two lube-slick fingers deep into him, starting a slow thrusting motion, preparing him. Seconds later, he felt the blunt head of McQueen's penis bearing down on his anus. Instinctively, his hips bucked upwards, trying to complete the merging, but McQueen him still.
" ... let me do all the work ..."
McQueen worked his way into West, coming to rest buried deep inside him. Nathan groaned in delight and reached down to grasp his erection only to have his questing hand knocked away. Before he could protest, McQueen wrapped his own fingers around the straining flesh and began to stroke steadily, picking up the tempo as his hips began thrusting. He took West hard and fast, driving him towards an earth-shattering climax, sending him over the edge into orgasm. Nathan came explosively, his whole body tensed as a cry of ecstacy was ripped from his throat .....
It was the ragged cry that wrenched him from sleep. Nathan West sat up, looking around anxiously. He was panting heavily, his body covered with a light sheen of sweat.
Nathan was in his bunk. The rest of the Wildcards slept peacefully, not disturbed by the noise he had made. Sighing with relief, he lay back, propping himself up on his elbows as he tried to calm his racing heart. When he came back to himself, he became aware of the warm, slick wetness on his stomach and thighs, pooling uncomfortably between his legs. Looking beneath his sheets, Nathan saw that his groin was coated with a sticky, white fluid.
'Shit! ... this hasn't happened to me since I was a kid ... how the hell am I gonna ...'
The sound of the reveille interrupted his thoughts. The door to the room opened and in strode Colonel McQueen.
"Listen up! Mission Briefing in twenty mikes."
His announcement was met with the usual moaning and groaning as the 58th stretched and made their way towards the showers. Only West remained still, propped up on his elbows, a haunted look on his face. McQueen's eyes narrowed and a frown marred his otherwise smooth brow.
"West! Everything alright?"
Nathan flushed, unable to meet his CO's piercing gaze.
"Yeah ... it's nothing ... I just had a strange dream ..."
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