The BLTS Archive- Technique
by Quoth (qtheraven@geocities.com)

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This story is set just after "The Measure of a Man". At the end of
that episode, Data persuades Riker to come to a party in honour of his
not being disassembled. I had seen a request for a Data/Riker story,
and I thought"Well, this could be fun, sooo..."

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Data and Riker boarded the turbolift, ordering it to its destination.
Riker studied Data as the turbolift beeped in acknowledgement and
started moving. After a few seconds, Will said softly, "She was very
special to you, wasn't she?"

"Tasha, sir?" At Will's silent nod, Data said, "Yes. She was the last
person I was--intimate with. I am.... uncomfortable with having
revealed that fact. The last time we spoke of it, she made it quite
plain that the subject was never to be discussed."

"Data, you were going to be disassembled, for  Heaven's sake! Tasha
would've been the first to tell you to speak up. That was the first
thing that made you look like a person and not just.... a toaster.
Don't worry about it. The Captain and I won't tell anyone else. It
should've been just between you and Tasha. Hell knows, no-one else
would've been forced to bring up their sexual history just to prove
that they're alive. You should be feeling angry, not guilty."

"I do not feel anger or guilt, sir. Merely.... a measure of discomfort
at having broken a promise."

"Right," muttered Will. He didn't believe it for a second. Suddenly,
the turbolift lurched, slammed to a halt and darkened. "Damn. What
happened?" demanded Riker. He hit his combadge. "Riker to Engineering.
The turbolift in Shaft B just stuck. What's going on?"

"Sorry, Commander," came the response. "Power's jammed. We'll have the
lift going in, oh, maybe thirty minutes."

"Half an hour!" exclaimed Riker.

"At least, sir. We'll do our best, but really, half an hour is being
optimistic. It could be almost a full hour. Sorry, sir. We're doing
our best."

Riker sighed. He hated to miss the party, but apparently there wasn't
a lot to be done about it. "Understood. Riker out." He tapped his
communicator to close the channel, then leaned back against the wall
and sighed again. Data noticed this. "I am sorry you are missing the
party, sir."

"Don't worry, it won't kill me. I just hate being stuck here, is all."
Will looked at Data, and then chuckled.

"Sir?"

Will smiled. "Nothing, Data. I was just remembring the look on Captain
Louvois' face when you said that you and Tasha were intimate. Then the
look on Maddox' face. And then I imagined what my own face would have
looked like."

Data raised his eyebrows. "Is it so hard to believe that I am capable
of sexual function, sir?" Riker thought about that for a while. It was
a good question, and one that deserved a good answer.

"I guess so, yeah. Because in so many ways, you're... I don't know,
innocent, that thinking of you in connexion with-- more adult
pleasures-- is a little strange."

"If innocence is defined as lack of understanding of human
interaction, then I, unfortunately, can indeed be described as
innocent. However, if innocence is defined as lack of knowledge of
sexual matters, then I am certainly no innocent, as I am programmed in
multiple techniques in pleasuring both sexes."

Riker, who had been staring at the ceiling of the turbolift up until
that point, doubled up in a choking fit. That was not something he had
been prepared for!

"I *cough* beg your pardon?!" he exclaimed.

"If innocence is defined as--"

"Yes, Data, I heard that part. In fact, I heard all of it." Will's
mind was racing. Among other things, he was thinking that Doctor Soong
had certainly wanted Data to be equipped for any life choices. Still
surprised, he managed to recall that Data had placed a slight, very
slight, emphasis on the word 'both'. What did that mean?

Cautiously, he asked, "Multiple techniques? For both sexes?"

"Yes, sir. At least, I am programmed to do so." Data looked directly
at Will.

"What do you mean by that?" Shit, thought Riker, I sound like Deanna.
On a bad day. Suffering chocolate withdrawal.

"While I am programmed with several techniques for pleasuring both
males and females, I have only ever had the oppurtunity to use the
female pleasuring programs. No man has ever expressed a sexual
interest with me, and so my knowledge of male pleasuring is purely
theoretical."

By this point, Will's face was burning redder by the second. He didn't
know what he'd been expecting to hear from Data, but this wasn't it!
"Ummm....." he managed to say, "I see." Data nodded matter-of-factly,
and stayed silent.

Will was feeling very awkward. He wasn't exactly inexperienced in
sexual matters, and he was certainly no prude, but Data's calm
admission had taken him by surprise. He couldn't help but feel bad for
his friend. Data was forever being doubted and denied his
oppurtunities. He felt responsible for making sure Data was, well--
provided with the chance to exercise his programs. Still...

"Look," he began uncomfortably. "If you really want to-- I mean, if
you ever decide to, well, use those programs, then, well," he spread
his hands in a selfconscious gesture, "I'll-- I mean, I..." his voice
trailed off.

Data nodded. "I see, sir. Thank you for offering." He hesitated.
"However, I would not like for you to feel obliged to do this for me,
simply because I have commented on it."

"It's not that," Riker interjected quickly. Although actually it
was.... or was it? Aloud he said "I mean, you're-- an attractive
person, you know? I'd enjoy helping you." And to his surprise, he
found that it was true. The more he thought about Data in that way,
the more interested he felt himself become. He noticed a distinct
bulge in his pants, and he saw Data notice it too. The android
considered this for a moment, and then nodded. "Very well, Commander.
If you are certain, then I am grateful for any instruction you care to
give me. What time would be most appropriate for you?"

Will winced. A turbolift wasn't exactly his idea of the sexiest
situation in the universe, but once he had a hard-on, it was plain for
all to see until it had been taken care of, and he definately didn't
want to go to the party like this. Besides, there was still plenty of
time until the damn turbolift would be fixed so-- why not?

Hesitantly he suggested, "Is now okay with you?"

Data nodded. "If it is-- 'okay'-- with you, sir, then now is
satisfactory to me."

Will felt a twinge of misgiving. Data seemed to be acting more stiff
and mechanical than normal, giving Riker himself as easily as he would
give his tricorder or his phaser to a senior officer. *Go easy on him,
Will,* he chided himself. *He's never tried to integrate these
programs into a real xperience before. That's what he's asking you to
teach him.* He nodded. "Okay, Data. How would you feel most
comfortable starting?"

"I am... unsure of how to proceed at this time, Commander. As yet, I
do not know what your preferences are. What types of pleasuring do 
you enjoy most? Do you prefer your partner to be dominant or
submissive? Is there any activity in particular you wish me to avoid?
Does--"

"Whoa, whoa, Data!" Will exclaimed. Then he sighed. "Data, take one
thing at a time. As for my preferences... well, you asked about
dominance and submission. I'm not into that. I'd rather just have my
partner and I equal. Look, you said you knew a lot of things about
this, right?"

"Multiple techniques. Yes, sir."

"Fine, then. Pick one of those, and we'll see how things go. And yes,
if something's not right for me, I promise I'll tell you," he said
hurriedly, forestalling what he just knew would be Data's next
question. "Just relax, and trust your instincts. Or your programming,
or whatever you want to call it. Oh, and cut the 'sir' and
'Commander'. I can tell you that I really hate being called those
things in the middle of sex. It's embarrassing. Call me Will."

Data nodded silently. He tilted his head in a manner which Will
rightly guessed meant that he was selecting an appropriate subroutine.
Then he stepped towards Riker, still silent, looked him in the face a
moment, and hesitantly, uncertainly, placed a kiss on Will's lips. But
before Will could even begin to respond, he moved his head away. He
said quickly "Have I proceeded correctly so far, si-- Will?"

"Data, you barely started! You were doing fine, but you stopped! You
just need to relax..." Will's voice trailed off as he realised the
problem. Data  couldn't relax, couldn't automatically assume he was
doing things right. He didn't have any practical experience to confirm
what his programs told him, and he wouldn't be able to trust in his
own abilities. He just didn't have the self confidence. For a second,
Riker pitied the woman to whom Data has lost his virginity. She must
have been VERY patient. *Or,* he thought sourly, *she may have been
delighted to have someone who would cater to her every whim without
complaining. The most obedient sexual slave that ever existed.*

Aloud, he said, "Look, Data. I told you I'd say something if you did
something I didn't like. Believe me, you did nothing wrong. Trust
yourself, Data," and he caught Data's chin with his hand and pulled it
up, making sure Data was looking at him. "You were doing just fine,
okay?" At Data's nod, he pulled Data close to him and resumed the
kiss, this time holding onto Data's shoulders so that he couldn't move
away. Will was already hard, and he definately didn't want Data to
stop this time!

After a few minutes of this, Will was surprised to find Data's hands
stroking his chest. He copied the gesture, letting Data know that yes,
this was acceptable. Then he reached behind Data's back and released
his uniform closure. Following Riker's lead, Data did the same. Will
gently started to pull Data's clothing off, until finally Data stood
completely naked in front of him. He nodded once to Data, who
proceeded to remove Will's uniform, undergarments, and footwear. Will
then gripped Data and tightly crushed his body against him. Data's
slim, deceptively delicate-seeming body was surprisingly warm, and his
golden skin was soft as a baby's against Will's hard member. Data
continued the kiss, but used one hand to tease the hair on Will's
chest, and the other to gently stroke Will's thighs. Will groaned as
Data's hand brushed ever-so-casually against his cock while switching
thighs. He wondered, *What was he so worried about? He's GOOD!*

Finally, Data broke their embrace and stepped back. Will immediately
stepped forward to continue, but Data easily held him back. "Data,
what...?" Will rasped, puzzled by Data's behaviour and very, very
horny. Without a word, Data calmly knelt in front of Riker, who then
understood what Data had in mind. Data held Will's cock in his hands
and gently massaged it, which Will found excruciatingly arousing. Then
Data carefully took Will into his mouth and slowly started to use his
tongue and lips.

Will clutched at the back of Data's head and gasped as Data's
movements slowly became quicker and more intense. "Ohhhh...." he
moaned,  "That's it, Data. Keep going. Faster!" Data obliged, moving
faster and surer as he found the rhythm that Commander Riker seemed to
enjoy most. He kept it up for 22.489 minutes while Commander Riker
moaned and murmered quietly, apparently to himself. He sensed that his
partner was on the edge of climax, and he eased off, not knowing
whether or not Commander Riker would wish to prolong the experience
further.

Will, meanwhile, was lost in the feel of Data's velvet-soft mouth and
incredible skill, seeming to know exactly what he needed when he
needed it. No partner had ever given him such pleasure orally before.
Then, just as he could feel his body preparing for orgasm, Data's
mouth started to move away. Will cried out in shock and dismay. He
tightened his grip on Data's hair and gasped, "No, Data, don't stop!
Don't leave me like this, please!"

Data immediately lowered his head back onto Will and continued. He
should have asked before he commenced whether Commander Riker liked
the experience prolonged, or 'short and sweet' as he had often heard
humans say. He certainly could not ask now. He had specifically been
asked to continue, and it was impolite to talk with one's mouth full.
He decided that Commander Riker had requested him to finish, and began
to move his lips and tongue in a series of short, stimulating
movements that left Will groaning. Will gasped suddenly as Data
stimulated him in ways he had never imagined possible, and he cried
out hoarsely as he came with a bone-shaking intensity. "Yes that's it
Data yes yesyesyesohyes!"

Data quickly staarted to swallow, surprised at the amount of warm
liquid now filling his mouth. He also held Will upright with one hand
as his whole body shook with the force of his climax. Finally, Will
shuddered one last time and stood still, chest heaving and eyes
glazed. When Data was sure that he was finished, he removed his mouth
and said quietly, "Commander?"

When there was no response from Commander Riker, Data remembered what
he had been told.

"Will?"

"Yeah?" The reply was shaky.

"I do not intend this as a complaint. However, if I were human, you
would have pulled out two rather large handfuls of my hair."

Will instantly let go, wincing. "I'm sorry, Data. I just... lost
control."

"It is all right, Comm-- Will. I am an android and therefore incapable
of experiencing pain."

Riker thought of the expression he had seen on Data's face in sickbay,
when Beverly had had to admit defeat in her battle to save Tasha's
life.

No, he didn't believe it for a second.

Try telling Data that, though.

"If you say so," he said as neutrally as he could manage. At that
moment, his communicator twittered.

"Engineering to Riker. Sir, we've fixed the turbolift you're on. You
should be at the party any moment now. Have a great time. Engineering
out." Data and Will looked at each other, and then looked down at
their naked bodies. Instantly, they both started getting dressed.


"Where the hell are they?" wondered Geordi LaForge aloud. Data had
left to fetch Commander Riker almost three quarters of an hour ago,
and the party was losing momentum without the guest of honour. At that
moment, however, the holodeck doors swooshed open and in walked Data
with Commander Riker.

Geordi grinned. He knew Commander Riker would have had to end up
coming. Not many people could refuse Data anything when he was
persuasive enough. "Hey, what happened to you two?" he called out over
the babble that had increased as they walked in.

"We got stuck in a malfunctioning turbolift. Go figure." said Will.

Geordi groaned theatrically. "Oh, great! For how long?"

"Thirty one point eight three minutes" Data specified.

"Wonderful. I'll have to check up on the turbolift control programs
once the party's over. Sorry about that. You guys must have been bored
stiff!"

Will turned away to stifle a laugh at Geordi's unintended double
meaning-- and raised his eyebrows. For, on Data's face, he was sure he
could see the faintest traces of an amused smile.

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The End