The BLTS Archive - After Amok Time
#1: Quenching The Flames
by T'Lin (LinkyS@aol.com)

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The premise: Spock has just returned to the ship after the 
Koon-ut-Kal-if-fee... and discovered the Captain alive and well. He
tells Kirk and McCoy that the Pon Farr is over, the battle apparently
purged his system. All is well, and they continue on their mission.

The question I proposed to myself was this - what happened in the next
few days when Spock discovered that he was still suffering from
hormonal  imbalances... not enough that he had to worry about dying,
but he still  suffered from uncontrollable urges and desires. If he
were human, he could take the situation in hand, as it were, until he
was satiated. However, for Vulcans, there are some things that can not
be handled alone.

DISCLAIMER: Paramount owns all... I do not write this to infringe on
any  copyrights, I do it for fun and pleasure.... mine, yours, and the
characters (after all, TPTB would never let them indulge in this kind
of activity).

***The quote is from "AMOK TIME" by Theodore Sturgeon, as it was
printed in "THE STAR TREK READER" by James Blish ©1976. The quote is
for reference only, and not intended to infringe on the copyright.

WARNING: This story has graphic descriptions of m/m sex.... if you
find this distasteful, or if you're under age, READ NO FURTHER!!!

NOTE: if you like this premise, but prefer a non-slash interpretation,
see my story THE HEALING POWER OF PLOMIK SOUP (S/Ch).

8/1/99

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He came gradually back to consciousness in the sickbay. McCoy
was bending over him, nearby was Spock, his hands over his face. His
shoulders shaking.

Nurse Christine came into his field of view, and turning Spock toward
the Captain, gently pulled his hands away from his face. Kirk smiled
weakly, and spoke in a faint but cheerful voice.

"Mr. Spock -- I never thought I'd see the day..."

"Captain!" Spock stared down at him, absolutely dazed with
astonishment.  Then, obviously realizing what his face and voice were
revealing, he looked away.
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Spock paced in his quarters. // control... I must regain control // he 
thought. As Spock returned to his quarters, and these new feelings of
lust hit him, he realized that he had not been completely honest with
the Doctor, or with Jim. // Oh, Jim... thank god you are alive... I
never could have lived knowing I had killed you... // and with these
thoughts, came renewed arousal. // DAMN!!! I cannot give in to this...
Jim would never understand, and I could not bear to lose him because
of my indiscretion  // and he slammed his fist onto the table, hoping
the pain would distract him from these thoughts. He stopped pacing...
// meditation... I must purge myself of these feelings and thoughts...
I must regain control // and with that, he prepared to meditate.

He knew that there were techniques to control the sexual drive, but
having just come into his sexual maturity in the last couple of
months, he had not had need of them yet. True, in the last couple of
days he had found himself slightly aroused upon waking, but all it
took was a little concentration on his part, and the matter was easily
resolved. Even at the height of the Plak Tow, it was not as bad as
now. He wondered why.

As he lit the fire, and added the incense, he realized that, while he
was bonded to T'Pring, her lack of desire for him must have dampened
his sexual drive. That would explain why he hadn't been bothered by
these feelings while he was bonded... but what about now? He needed to
find a way to alleviate this pressure in his groin... this pressure
that was quickly becoming pain.

Once his fire pit was ready, and the lights were set low, he started
to  remove his uniform. Meditation worked best without discomfort or
distraction, and right now, he was very uncomfortable. Quickly, he
removed his shirt, then reached to unzip his pants. For the first
time, he felt the bulge in his trousers, and the pressure in his groin
increased to a point that he almost screamed. Carefully, he unzipped,
and was shocked to see the size of his genitals. // my god! No wonder
I have been in pain... I had no idea it could get so large // unsure
of what to do, he knelt in front of the fire pit, and tried to calm
his mind.... and hopefully, ease his pain.

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Kirk was worried about Spock. Dr. McCoy had informed him, after Spock
left sickbay, that it was highly unusual for the Plak Tow to dissipate
after only one day. Apparently, he had gotten in contact with one of
the Healers at the Vulcan Science Academy, and explained Spock's
situation, and was able to get some information for future reference.
According to the Healer, the worse part of the Pon Farr was the
initial bout of Plak Tow, but it would resurface on and off for the
next ten days. Spock was out of danger, but would still be subject to
mood swings, and hormonal imbalances. Apparently, he was very much
like a human teen going through puberty.

So, Kirk decided to pay his First Officer a visit before retiring for
the night. If anyone on board the ENTERPRISE could help him get
through this, Jim knew that he could. After all, dealing with a strong
sex drive was nothing new to Jim Kirk, and he was willing and able to
do whatever was needed to help Spock get through this.

As he approached Spock's quarters, he thought he heard a muffled sob.
He  toggled the switch that would announce his presence, but there was
no answer. More alarmed than ever, Kirk entered Spock's privacy code
to see if he was alright. When he entered the room, it took his eyes a
moment to adjust to the dull, red light, but when they did, he saw
Spock kneeling in front of his meditation fire, naked as a jay bird,
with an erection that would choke a horse. //My god! No wonder he is
sobbing...//

"Spock..." he said softly, and as Spock turned to look at him, there
were tears in his eyes.

"Please... go" he said, "I can't bear to have you see me like this"
and he bent over to conceal his erection, and covered his face,
sobbing.

Kirk couldn't leave him... not like this... not when he could help. He
slowly walked towards Spock, and knelt down behind him. As he reached
out to put his hand on Spock's shoulder, he saw the body in front of
him stiffen.

"Please... don't touch me" Spock sobbed, "I couldn't... you don't
und...erstand... " he gasped. "Please... leave me... before I loose...
all control".

"Spock... I want to help you" said Kirk. "I hate to see you in so much
pain. Please... let me help" and with that, Jim pulled him back to sit
between his legs and lean against his chest. Speaking softly, stroking
Spock's damp forehead, he went on, "Spock... I know this is all new to
you, but you must trust me".

"Please Jim... I ache... the pressure is too great... I cannot
think... I cannot reason... I cannot make it stop!", he sobbed, and
tried to pull away from Kirk's comforting arms.

"You must let yourself go... give into the feelings your
experiencing", and Jim proceeded to move his hand down Spock's chest,
along his side, and eventually to his swollen cock. Spock gasped, and
writhed, but Kirk was persistent. He held Spock firmly against him, as
he gave his cock a few hard strokes, all the while whispering, "Sit
back... relax... let it go.... you must let go... lose yourself...
feel the release..." and suddenly, he came. Spock's body was wracked
with spasms, and his cum spirted out in wave after wave.

After what seemed like forever, but was in actuality only a minute,
Spock leaned back against Jim, sweating and spent and said "Thank
you".

"Any time" Kirk said with a smile. He sat there, content to have Spock
in his arms, when suddenly he said. "Umm... Spock..."

"Yes, Jim" came Spock's sleepy reply.

"Can you... ummm... get up?"

Spock sat forward, fully awake now, and turned his head to look at
Jim... he sounded like he was in pain. "Are you alright, Jim?"

"Well... yes and no". And with that cryptic reply, he grabbed Spock's
hand, and moved it to his own groin. "It appears that I am suffering
from the same affliction that you have."

"Fascinating", Spock said, with raised eyebrow. As he shifted his
weight in order to stand, he noticed that he was once again showing
signs of arousal. He stood, and before he knew what hit him, he felt
something soft and wet touch the tip of his cock. Looking down, he saw
it was Jim's tongue, and instinctively he thrust his hips forward,
driving his quickly stiffening cock into Kirk's mouth. The sensation
made him week in the knees, and he quickly pulled out and sat on the
edge of his bed.

"Hmm... you taste good" said Kirk, as he slowly stood up. As he did,
Spock could not help but notice the bulge in his pants. Like himself,
Jim did not wear underwear, and every contour of his cock was pressing
itself into the tight fabric of his trousers. As Kirk pulled off his
shirt, Spock reached out and stroked the bulge. He felt it swell even
more as Jim moaned.

Jim wanted to feel Spock's mouth on his cock, but resisted the urge to
pull Spock's face into his groin. Carefully, he unzipped his trousers,
and removed the last of his uniform. As he stood there, fully erect
and facing his friend, he realized just how much he himself had always
wanted to make love to Spock.

Spock sat motionless, staring at his friend... his commanding
officer... not sure how to interpret what had just happened. Or for
that matter, not sure of what was going to happen, or how to proceed
further. Curiosity was one emotion that Vulcan's allowed, and Spock
was definitely curious. Tentatively, he reached out to touch Kirk's
cock. Just a light touch...running his fingers along the length of
it... down one side, and up the other. He was surprised at the silky
texture of the skin and how warm it was.

As he moved his fingers once again toward the tip, he noticed a small
amount of liquid leaking out of it. Ever curious, and somehow knowing
that Jim would like it, he leaned forward until his tongue touched
Jim's cock. Tracing his tongue around the tip, he heard Jim moan, and
more fluid poured out. Suddenly, Kirk's hands were on Spock's
shoulders, and he was thrusting the full shaft into Spock's mouth...
Spock grabbed Jim's hips to pull him closer, and sucked dutifully,
swallowing every drop.

When Jim was finally spent, he pulled back and collapsed beside Spock
on the bed. Only then did they notice that Spock had also come...
leaving another sticky puddle between them. The two friends remained
there in companionable silence for a short while. Finally, Spock broke
the silence. "Jim..."

"Yes, Spock?"

"I am sorry" Spock said.

Kirk was puzzled, and rolled over to face Spock. "Sorry for what?"

"For allowing my lust to overwhelm me, and forcing myself onto you",
he  replied. "I had no intention of involving you in my problem".

"Spock..." Kirk couldn't help but smile as he looked at him... lying
there, so vulnerable. "I did not need to come here tonight. I did
because I knew you would need me".

"I don't understand". Spock said with a raised eyebrow.

"It will take some explaining". He reached out to touch Spock's face,
and continued "why don't we clean up a bit, then I'll explain over
breakfast".

"As long as we don't have to leave this room" Spock replied with just
a hint of a smile. "I don't think I could face anyone else right now".

Kirk stood up, taking Spock by the hand. "Let's get some towels to
clean up the floor, then we can go take a shower to clean this stuff
off of each other". Seeing the look on Spock's face at the suggestion
of a shower together, Jim was already contemplating more love making.
"Don't worry, we can stay here for as long as you want".

While Spock cleaned the floor, Kirk got everything ready for their
shower. Jim decided that the situation called for a rare water
shower... nothing like a little soap and water to spice things up a
bit.

He had the water temperature all set, and was just starting to lather
up as Spock entered. "Come on... I need you to wash my back". Kirk
said with a grin, "then I'll get yours".

Spock obediently started to lather up Jim's back... working the soap
in a circular fashion... gradually making his way down to his hips,
when he  hesitated. // oh, Jim... what a lovely ass you have! // he
thought. And with that thought, he felt his erection start to grow
once more. Slowly, he moved his hands past Jim's hips, down the
outside of each perfectly formed cheek, and up along the crack. He
repeated the motion several times, each time eliciting a moan of
pleasure out of Jim, who had his hands against the shower wall in
front of him.

With each circuit of Jim's ass, Spock moved his hands farther and
farther toward the front of his body, pulling Jim ever closer to his
own growing erection. Finally, pressing his body against Jim's back...
trapping his swollen cock between Jim's cheeks... he grabbed Jim's
cock and started to stroke it. He could feel Jim's ass moving against
his cock, and he pumped in rhythm with Jim's movements... until they
both moaned out their release.

// what am I doing! // thought Spock, as he released Jim, and backed
away from him.

And as clear as if it was spoken, the thought came back to him // what
you need to do... what I needed you to do! //

// Jim?!?!? // Spock thought...

"Well, Spock..." Jim said, "I was going to comment on how quickly you 
learn... but..."

"Indeed... obviously, our physical contact has strengthened our mental
bond" Spock looked pleased, if not a little puzzled by the revelation.
He did not know that it would be possible for that kind of connection
without actually performing a mind meld. Apparently, they had melded
enough times that they were bonded in a way.  "I think it is time for
explanations... and breakfast." With that said, he quickly switched
the shower to sonics so that there would be no further interruptions
to the morning.

Once out of the shower, Spock donned a meditation robe, and provided
one for Kirk, as well. They both seemed to be in control for the
moment, but there was no need for temptation.

Kirk went to the replicator and ordered coffee for himself, and herbal
tea for Spock. "What would you like to eat, Spock?" he asked, as he
placed his own order for Belgian Waffles with strawberries and
powdered sugar. He decided against any meat, in deference to Spock.

"Banana pancakes" he said, and after a slight hesitation, "make it a
double stack... I'm famished".

Kirk chuckled, "no doubt... after all, you haven't eaten much in the
past few days" and with mock seriousness, he continued, "and you have
expended a great deal of energy in the past...umm... 6 hours" he
finished as he noted the time on his chronometer.

"As have you, Jim" Spock noted.

"True... but then, I'm used to it". Jim couldn't help but chuckle
again.  "Spock, don't look so shocked", he said, as he noticed Spock's
eyebrow rise into his hairline. "Nothing we did last night was unusual
or shocking to me... and once we get some things out in the open about
why it happened, I think it will all make sense to you, too".

"Please enlighten me, then", Spock said, as he took their food from
the  replicator, and sat it on the table. Both sat, and proceeded to
eat before another word was said.

After Kirk ate about half of his breakfast, he sat back to enjoy his
coffee. He had been unsure of how to broach this subject before he
entered Spock's quarters last night, but in the wake of what happened
between the two of them, he knew exactly how to begin. "Spock...
before we get into an explanation about what happened last night, and
why it happened, I need to ask you a personal question".

"You are entitled" said Spock, "I will do my best to answer it".

"Oh.... I don't think you'll have a problem answering me" he smiled.
"From what you told me about the Pon Farr, and how even Vulcans do not
talk of it among themselves... may I assume that you do not know the
full extent of what it does to you?"

"You may assume that that is correct". Spock looked into Jim's eyes,
"Since you asked this question, I can only assume that you know
something about the Pon Farr that I do not".

"As always, you logic astounds me, Spock."

"Indeed". With raised brow, he continued, "I will take that as a 
compliment... although my logic seems to have been failing me for the
past few weeks".

"Tell me, Spock... what do you know about Pon Farr? Especially as
pertains to your first time".

"You know about the ritualistic aspects of the Pon Farr" he started,
"so I will not go into that. I've also told you about the biological
aspects... the compulsion to mate. The drive to return to the one we
are bonded to".

"Yes.... what else do you know?"

"The first Pon Farr comes to all Vulcan males soon after they come to
their sexual maturity". He took a sip of his tea, and continued,
"Females do not, in a sense, go into Pon Farr, except as a result of
being bonded... the bond we have helps to awaken the drive in each of
us, so that when it is time, we are both ready and willing to mate".
After a moment to think, he continued, "this is a condition that we
have bred in ourselves to insure the continuation of our species. As
we suppressed our emotions in favor of logic, we also suppressed our
sexual drive and every other strong emotion. As a result, our
population has dwindled over the centuries".

"You said that this happens roughly every seven years of an adult
Vulcans life. Do you know how long this drive to mate lasts if all
goes according to plan?" Kirk asked.

"You mean, if there is no challenge?" and Kirk nodded in confirmation.
Spock thought for a moment, "No... I cannot recall ever having been
told". Suddenly, a thought came to him, "Jim, are you trying to tell
me that my state is natural, because of the Pon Farr?"

"Yes..." Jim got up, and went to the replicator to get more coffee,
when he sat back down, he proceeded to tell him everything that Dr.
McCoy had found out while they orbited Vulcan. When he was finished,
he asked "Does that help you understand what happened last night? Do
you have any questions?"

"Yes... but what I don't understand is why you allowed me to involve
you in this".

Kirk smiled at Spock's puzzled expression... he knew this would be the
most difficult part of the whole explanation, simply because it was
the most illogical, from the Vulcan's point of view. "Spock... it is
actually very simple. I allowed you to involve me because I am, and
always have been, attracted to you".  Jim reached across the table to
take Spock's hands in his. "From the first moment I saw you, I felt an
attraction to you, but knowing that you were Vulcan, I assumed that
there would never be any way I could show you, or that you could
possibly reciprocate my feelings... until I saw the look on your face
when you saw that I was alive in sickbay". He pulled Spock's hands to
his lips, and kissed them gently, "I love you... and always will. I do
not know if you will be able to show me your feelings after the Pon
Farr wears off... but if not, I'll be here when you need me in seven 
years".

Spock was speechless for a moment, and there were tears in his eye.
When he finally could speak, he said "Jim... I'm at a loss. I had no
idea that you felt this way. Obviously, I have an attraction to you...
and in my own way, always have. I do not know what the future holds,
but we will face it together".

Slowly, he removed his hands form Jim's, and stood up. Coming around
the  table to stand in front of him, it was apparent that he was once
again  becoming aroused. He looked down, and smiled, "I do believe
that there is more for you to teach me..."

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The End