The BLTS Archive - Pineapple Delight:
Manoeuvres
by Kalita Kasar (kalitafic@hotmail.com)

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Disclaimer: I don't own them. They were born in other creative minds,
but they keep intruding into mine, so what's a girl to do? I don't
make any money from this, tis but a labour fraught with love...theirs
and mine.

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"You shaved..." Malcolm Reed nuzzled his lover's face appreciatively.

"Uh-humm." Trip sighed and closed his eyes as Malcolm worked his way
downwards, along his throat to his chest. "An officer at his best, is
always clean sha..." his words were interrupted by a sharp yelp as
Malcolm's teeth clamped down on his left nipple. "Shaven." He ended
with a sigh as his lover's tongue soothed the mild hurt.

"You're learning, Mister Tucker," came a gentle murmur from under the
covers.

"I try..." Trip squirmed and let out a groan as Malcolm nibbled at the
sensitive skin near his navel. He suppressed a grin, waiting for the
reaction of his lover when he moved down to where he was most wanted.

Malcolm seemed to take his own sweet time getting there. Concentrating
his attention on Trip's belly and thighs. The commander felt sure that
Reed must know what was awaiting him and was deliberately teasing out
the moment until he 'discovered' it. He groaned deep in the back of
his throat, closing his eyes as Malcolm slowly kissed his way back up
from somewhere near his right knee to his groin. "Malcolm!"

"Patience, lover..." Malcolm bit him sharply on the hip.

"Ow!" The yelp was half in earnest, but coupled with a chuckle. "C'mon
quit playing aroun' wouldya!" He wriggled his hips suggestively. "Come
and see what I have for ya."

Malcolm laughed softly and finally turned his attention to Trip's
crotch, swiping his tongue across the tip of his partner's cock and
making a sound of appreciation.

"Delicious," he remarked. His teeth gently grazing the tender flesh,
the armoury officer daintily nibbled at the pineapple ring and removed
it from around the base of Trip's cock; he cleaned off the remaining
juice with his tongue as he swallowed the sweet fruit. "And extremely
creative," he mumbled a split second before he pulled the throbbing
organ into his mouth, sucking gently as he let his mouth slide down
the length of his lover's cock.

Trip groaned and bucked a little, breathing hard as he revelled in the
sensation of being completely engulfed in the hot mouth of his lover.
He whimpered with pleasure as the skilful tongue of the darkhaired man
found all of his most sensitive places.

Malcolm gently held his lover's hips to avoid gagging as the bucking
movements became more eager. Sensing that Trip was close to release,
he brought the fingers of one hand to the other man's balls, gently
teasing them as he continued to suck the weeping organ.

Trip moaned and tangled his fingers into Malcolm's dark hair, calling
his lover's name as he felt his climax approaching. "Malcolm...oh
yeah...oh god, darlin', please..." He almost sobbed as gentle pressure
was applied just behind his balls.

He sucked in a sharp breath and raised his hips off the bed as his
seed spurted into the mouth of his lover, who accepted it, but then
allowed it to run back out of his mouth and over the still twitching
organ, using it as lubricant as he completely drained his lover.

"Oh jeeze, darlin'," Trip sighed when Malcolm let him out of his mouth
and surfaced from under the covers for a kiss. "That was...somethin'."

Malcolm grinned, giving Trip an Eskimo kiss. "Glad you enjoyed it."
He looked into Trip's eyes. "How in the world did you get that
on...and keep it there?"

Trip laughed. "It warn't easy, lover. That stuff is damn slippery but
where there's a will there's a way." He grinned. "So you like my
recipe? I call it...Pineapple Delight."

"I think I could eat that every day for the rest of my life, and never
grow tired of it."

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The End