The Blts Archive- To Realize Ones Fantasies
by T'Lin (linkys@aol.com)

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Feedback: gladly accepted.

Archiving: Spock Fuh-Q Fest, BoBW, ASC/ASCEM, BLTS and my own web
page

Note: Part of the "Spock Fuhq Fest, Round II"

Note 2: In this story, Spock prepares dinner for his guest ... I have
included the recipe for this Vulcan Main Dish at the end of the story
... Enjoy!

Warning: This story contains m/m sex ... if this isn't your thing, or
if you are under 18, READ NO FURTHER ... this is fair warning!

Disclaimer: Paramount/Viacom owns all things TREK ... I just borrow
their wonderful universe, and all the people in it, and let them have
a little fun. I promise to put them all away when I am done. No
copyright infringement intended, I make no money off of this.

T'Lin - August 2000

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Spock had been back on Vulcan for only a few days. Word of his work on
Romulus had spread here long before he had returned, and in that time,
the reunification movement on Vulcan had become very popular with the
young. He had been asked to meet with a group of students, to tell
them of his work on Romulus, and his hopes for the future of the
Romulan and Vulcan people.

Unlike similar meetings with his Romulan friends, this one was open to
the public ... the Vulcan Science Academy had provided the group with
a lecture hall and, much to Spock's surprise, the room was full.
Apparently, the students were not the only ones who were interested in
what he had been doing on Romulus.

Even more surprising (although, he would never let the emotion show in
his expression) was the fact that the majority of those in attendance
were *for* reunification! He had expected more dissension ... or even
outright resistance  to his proposal, but that was not the case.

Oh, there was a fair amount of caution being expressed over the
prospect, but that was to be expected. Whenever something 'unknown' is
introduced, it is only logical to be cautious about it. But Spock knew
from personal experience that 'unemotional' Vulcan's, who pride
themselves on their philosophy of IDIC, can be extremely hostile to
new ideas.

He was comforted by the acceptance of his proposal, and hopeful that
his plans would one day become a reality ... deep down, he believed
that they would, eventually, but now, he felt certain that it would
happen in his lifetime.

At the conclusion of the lecture and Q&A session, Vorik, the student
who had asked him to speak, approached. "Ambassador ... thank you for
sharing your work with us," he said. "As you can see, there is quite
an interest here in what you are doing."

"Thank you for inviting me ... I must admit, I was surprised by the
turnout. I had no idea that the prospect of reunification was being so
well received here." Spock noticed that Vorik smiled slightly at his
admission ... it was a most becoming expression on that attractive
face.

"You have been away for a long time ... there is much here that you
might find surprising." At Spock's raised eyebrow, he continued,
"perhaps you would care to discuss this over dinner?"

"I would be honored." Spock replied. He followed the handsome young
Vulcan out of the lecture hall, where they were greeted by a small
crowd. At first, Spock thought they were some of the people who had
attended the lecture, perhaps hoping to ask more questions. However,
this was not the case. As Spock and Vorik moved to pass them, they
called out their derision ... calling them 'Romulan Lovers', 'traitors
to the Vulcan way' and worse. The psychic energy pouring out of them
was full of hate and fear ... so much so that Spock was nearly
overcome. Vorik caught him before he collapsed, and together they made
their way through the crowd and away from the Academy grounds.

By the time they made their way to Vorik's groundcar, Spock had nearly
recovered, yet he continued to lean on Vorik's arm for support. As he
did so, he admitted to himself that he found the young man extremely
attractive ... and his touch was comforting. Vorik helped him into the
passenger compartment of the groundcar, then went around to the
drivers side. Once they were settled, and securely locked in, Vorik
let his concern show.

"Ambassador ... were you injured?" he asked while looking Spock over
closely. He did not touch him, but it was apparent from his expression
that he wanted to.

"No ... just ... overwhelmed," Spock said as he regained his
composure, "thank you for your assistance ... I ..."

But Vorik did not let him continue, "there is no need of thanks ... I
should be apologizing to *you*, for not anticipating that. Forgive
me."

Spock raised his eyebrow, "there was no way you could have anticipated
that ... although I should have been prepared for it." Seeing Vorik's
confusion, he continued, "to be honest with you, I had expected that
kind of reaction in the lecture hall. I was obviously lulled into a
false sense of comfort by the acceptance I received tonight."

"I understand ... there are times when it is easy to forget that a
large percentage of the Vulcan people are *not* in favor of
reunification." Once again, he favored Spock with a half-smile, and
continued, "however, most of them are not so overtly 'emotional' over
it."

Eyebrow raised, Spock replied, "indeed!" Once again, he found himself
staring at his young companion, and realized that he wished to be
alone with him. "I would very much like to avoid any further
'emotional displays' of this type this evening. If you do not mind, I
would rather have dinner at my home where we can talk, uninterrupted
... and perhaps get to know one another better?" he said, with just a
hint of a smile. He had opened the door to a more intimate
relationship ... it was now up to Vorik, if he were interested.

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It took only minutes to reach Spock's home from the Academy. As he
opened the door, and stood aside to let his guest enter first, Vorik's
hand brushed along his own. It was not an accidental touch ... Vorik
had made his move ... and the invitation for further contact was made.

It had been a very long time since Spock had been intimate with
anyone, and for that reason alone, he wanted to move slowly. Besides,
Vorik was not much more than a boy ... obviously interested, but most
likely not experienced. Spock was looking forward to teaching the
young man the joys of sex, but he wanted to get to know him a little,
first.

"Please ... have a seat." Spock said, as he made his way into his
small, but serviceable, kitchen. "Do you like T'ooRac S'MoorSum?*"

"Yes, very much ... can I help with anything?"

"No, thank you ..." Spock replied, when he felt Vorik's presence
behind him. "This is one of my favorite dishes, and when I make it, I
make enough for several servings. It will only take a moment to reheat
it." After taking two servings from the stasis chamber, and placing
them in the oven, Spock turned to see Vorik already setting the table.

Seeing that he had that task well in hand, Spock went in search of a
bottle of wine ... he did not indulge often, but there were times when
it was nice to 'loosen up' as McCoy was always fond of saying. It had
been years since Spock had 'loosened up', and as he returned to the
kitchen, to see Vorik placing a small vase of flowers on the table, he
new tonight would be the night.

Spock deftly opened the bottle, and poured two glasses. Handing one to
his companion, he raised his glass in a toast, "To the reunification
of distant cousins ... and the union of new friends."

Vorik touched his glass to Spock's, and repeated, "to new unions ...
and reunions."

Just then, the timer rang, and Spock went to retrieve their dinner.
While they ate the aromatic dish of mushrooms, carrots and cheese,
Vorik told of his youth. How he grew up on one of the colony worlds
... where he became familiar with 'offworld' customs, and learned his
own unique brand of emotional control.

He had been comfortable with who he was, until he came to Vulcan when
he was fifteen years old. He soon learned that the philosophy of IDIC,
so lauded by the average Vulcan, did not apply to their own. His
fellow students were constantly tormenting him over his slight
displays of emotion. When he talked to his mother over this,  he had
been encouraged to 'be himself' ... to follow the example of Spock,
and make his own way in the universe.

Spock had been slightly embarrassed by his status as 'role model', but
he fully understood why Vorik's mother would suggest such a thing for
her son ... Vulcan children could be quite cruel when it came to the
'unacceptable' display of emotion, and whether that display was due to
being half-human, or spending your childhood with 'offworders' it did
not matter.

He talked about his involvement in the 'Reunification Movement', and
how he had met other Vulcan youth who, like himself, did not see the
need to completely suppress emotions. Theirs was a small movement, but
growing steadily. He then told Spock about his plans for the future
... about his hope of joining Starfleet when he finished his studies
at the Vulcan Science Academy, and his desire to be an engineer.

The more Vorik told about himself, the more Spock was attracted to
him. He was a unique individual ... with a wonderful outlook on life.
In many ways, he reminded Spock of his own father ... that is, the way
he interacted with his mother. There was always a 'playfulness' to him
when they were alone together (which Spock witnessed clandestinely).

He realized that he was smiling at the young man ... it was wonderful
to see a Vulcan who did not shy away from being 'playful' in public!
Both Jim and Leonard had tried very hard to get him to that point, and
they succeeded, to a certain extent ... but it took a very long time.
Sadly, Jim did not live long enough to enjoy this aspect of his nature
... but McCoy did, and never let him forget how 'cold' and 'stubborn'
he had been in his younger days.

Vorik had shared his 'life story' with Spock, and before they realized
it, dinner was finished. Spock got up to clear the table ... as he
stood at the sink, washing the few dishes they had used, Vorik came up
behind him, pressing his body against the older man. As he reached
around Spock to take the clean dish out of his hand to dry it, he
pressed his groin against the firm ass ... reminding Spock of his
earlier invitation, and letting him know that he was more than
interested.

Spock turned his head slightly, to see Vorik smiling slightly at him.
He raised his eyebrow, and said, "we can finish these later, if you
would rather 'talk' in the other room."

"Well ... I would definitely like to go in the other room ...
although," he smiled in earnest, now, as he turned Spock to face him,
"I think I am all talked out."

Eyebrow raised once again, as he replied, "indeed ... then let us
explore other forms of communications." They were now facing one
another, and Spock leaned down slightly to kiss the younger man ...
and as he opened his lips with his exploring tongue, he ground their
bodies together. "Come ... let us be more comfortable."

"By all means," Vorik replied, as he followed Spock into the bedroom.

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Vorik was nervous ... although not a virgin, he was inexperienced. And
his life-long 'crush' on the older man was not helping the situation
any. He had fantasized about making love to Spock so many times, he
was afraid that the reality of it would not live up to his
expectations.

Vorik thought that Spock was beautiful. Tall and well built, with just
a touch of gray in his hair. He was dignified, and moved with such
grace ... it was a pleasure to watch him as he removed the comforter
and turned down the bed.

Vorik came to stand close to Spock as he bent over the bed. As he
stood, Vorik pressed against him, and ran his hands along his hips ...
pulling him back against his erection. "Let me love you," he whispered
in the Ambassador's ear.

Spock stood, leaning back into his young lover. "Yes ..." he said, "I
would like that very much."

Still spooned against Spock's back, Vorik undid the clasp on Spock's
Ambassadorial Robe, and slid it off of his shoulders. He backed away
from Spock only long enough to remove the robe the rest of the way,
and pull the black T-shirt over his head.

Vorik ran his hands over Spock's chest, playing with the nipples until
they were hard nubs. Spock shivered slightly from the touch ... and
pressed his ass more firmly against the younger mans erection. Vorik
moaned, and moved his hands down Spock's body until they came to his
waist. Carefully, he unzipped the pants, and slowly slid his hands
under the waistband, pushing the pants over the hips, and freeing the
engorged penis.     

Spock was eager to enjoy the pleasures of this young man. He
reluctantly removed Vorik's hands from his cock, and turned to face
him ... it was his turn to undress the other. While he undid the
buttons on Vorik's shirt, he could feel the young man's eyes on his
body. By the smile on his face, he liked what he saw.

Spock did not rush as he removed Vorik's clothing. He opened his mind
to his companion, and could feel his pleasure through the light bond.
As he moved his hands down the muscular chest, and over the firm
abdomen, Vorik 'purred' with contentment.

The last of the clothing removed, Spock led Vorik to the bed, and laid
him down. "Make yourself comfortable ... I will be right back." Spock
said, as he made his way into the bathroom.

He returned almost immediately, to find Vorik posed with one arm under
his head, and the other lightly fingering his own erection. Spock was
overcome with the sheer beauty of the young man. He placed the
container of lube on the bedside table, and joined his young lover ...
lying on his side, he ran his fingers along Vorik's brow, once again
opening the light mind meld. He could feel their mutual arousal, and
the desire of fulfilment ... Vorik rolled onto his side, pressing
their erections together, as he kissed the older man. Spock  offered
his hand, fingers extended in the Vulcan manner ... Vorik mirrored the
movement, and the meld flared into a true sharing of feelings and
emotions.

The tightness in their groins was almost too much to bear ... the
friction of their embrace was nearly enough to bring them to a mutual
release. The link they had forged was sending their feelings back and
forth, until it was impossible to know which where Spock's and which
were Vorik's. The intensity of this realization triggered their mutual
orgasms.

Panting and spent, Spock rolled onto his back, as did Vorik. As they
broke their physical contact, the mental bond lessened, but did not go
away entirely. Spock could sense contentment and joy from Vorik. He
also could feel his desire  ... a desire that Spock could identify
with. It had been many years since he had felt this ... this desire to
be possessed, to be filled by another man ... to lose himself in the
pure joy of physical satisfaction.

Spock ... recovered from his recent climax, and knowing that Vorik
was, too ... ran his hand along Vorik's thigh, moving ever closer to
the already recovering shaft. As he did, he whispered to his lover, "I
want you ... I want to feel you deep inside me as you come."

"Yes," Vorik hissed, as he got onto his elbow to reach across Spock
for the tube on the table. Squeezing out a generous dollop of the
lube, he rolled Spock onto his stomach, and proceeded to probe the
tight opening with a finger. Spock gasped as the digit slipped in to
the middle knuckle. When a second finger joined it, he was writhing
... his cock once again rock hard, and throbbing as it was ground
between the bed and his stomach.  As Vorik probed deeper, he found
Spock's prostate, causing him to buck wildly against the intruding
fingers.

Wanting more, Spock got to his knees, offering his ass to the
throbbing cock of his lover. Vorik added a third finger, making sure
that the opening was well stretched and lubricated. With his other
hand, he stroked himself, covering his cock with lube before he
positioned himself against the prepared opening.

While holding Spock's hips, Vorik applied slow but even pressure,
until his cockhead slipped into the tight cavity as far as the first
ridge. Spock moaned ... Vorik stopped his advance, savoring the
feeling of the tight muscles as they contracted around his flesh.

When Spock had adjusted to the intrusion, Vorik could feel the muscles
relax slightly, and he continued his advance. He proceeded to move
slowly, fearful that if he thrust too quickly, or too deeply, he would
come at once.

Spock, on the other hand, wanted Vorik deep ... and he wanted him now.
Arching his back, he pushed back to impale himself fully on Vorik's
shaft, eliciting a gasp and moan from him. Vorik started to move his
hips in a circular motion, as he grabbed Spock's cock in one hand and
started to pump. He matched every stroke with a thrust, knowing that
at his deepest, he pressed against the sensitive prostate. 

Vorik could feel the telltale tightening in his gut that told him of
his eminent release, but he wanted to hold off a little longer ...
make this moment last as long as possible, after all, it was not every
day that one gets to realize ones fantasies! But it was not to be. As
he thrust one final time,  Spock stiffened and arched his back, as his
hot juices flowed over Vorik's hand, triggering his own release.

Exhausted and spent, the two collapsed ... Vorik remained spooned
against Spock, as they brought their breathing back under control.
However, as Spock started to doze, Vorik got up and went into the
bathroom, where he cleaned himself up, then brought a washcloth in to
take care of Spock.

Spock murmured his thanks, as he fell asleep. Vorik, once again
spooned against Spock, soon joined him. He was content ... a childhood
fantasy had been realized ... and perhaps something more had been
started here tonight. It had always been a dream of his to share his
life with such a man as Spock ... but who knew what the future held
for either of them?

Tonight was a beginning ... and tomorrow was a brand new day.

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* T'ooRac S'MoorSum (Vulcan Main Dish - Carrot & Mushroom Loaf) 2
cloves garlic 1/4 cup butter 1 cup chopped onion 1 pound mushrooms 4 ½
cups grated carrots 5 eggs 1 cup whole wheat breadcrumbs 1 cup grated
cheddar cheese salt, pepper, basil, thyme

Crush garlic into melted butter. Add onions and mushrooms and saute
until soft.

Combine all ingredients (saving half the breadcrumbs and cheese for
the top).

Season to taste. Spread into buttered oblong baking pan. Sprinkle with
remaining breadcrumbs and cheese. Dot with butter. Bake at 350° for 30
minutes covered and 5 minutes uncovered.

Serves 4-6

From "OUT OF THIS WORLD" the Cookbook of the Boston Star Trek
Association

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The End