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Date: Tue, 3 Feb 2004 20:09:38 -0600
Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW TOS Ackwards Bass 1/1 m/m [NC-17]
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Title:  Ackwards Bass
Author:  J. Juls (jjuls @ tbc.net)
Series:  TOS
Part:  NEW 1/1
Rating:  NC-17
Codes:  m/m (Backwards Guy from ST3/Gary Stu)
Summary:  Farfalla wanted a story about Backwards Guy!  So here he meets
Disclaimer:  Star Trek owned by me is not.  To my story, welcome!

ACKWARDS BASS

Smehp walked out of the waste extraction unit.  Not much action here
tonight.  This bar was usually pretty good, that's what Blrb had told him,
anyway.  But nothing going on now ... was that Dr. McCoy?

Smehp started to get hard as he thought of Dr. McCoy, his former boss,
ordering him around Sickbay.  "Two hypos normal saline!  Sonic scalpel!"
Woo, Dr. McCoy was a slave-driver all right!  And that's what made Smehp hot
for him.  To be spanked by Doc McCoy, mmmmmm!

He put his thoughts aside and peered again through the crowd.  Sure enough,
that *was* McCoy, over by a table in the middle of the bar.

The doctor sat down at the table and seemed to be having an argument with
Flo, the waitress.  And something about McCoy weirded Smehp out; just the
way he was acting, looking around all suspicious and kinda making faces
like, well, a Vulcan!  So maybe it was true after all, the rumors.

He'd heard, from Gklisprnk and a couple others, that McCoy had been found in
the dark, in Captain Spock's quarters, blathering about who-knows-what.
Thought he himself was actually Spock, or something.  Then again, there
*was* good reason for it.  McCoy had actually been friends with Spock -- or
maybe more, according to some of the guys -- 'course, some of the guys said
it was Admiral Kirk and Spock, but still.  Spock's death must have hit the
doc hard.  It had been bad for even Smehp and the other schmoes on
Enterprise.  He could only imagine what the officers felt.

McCoy was talking to some weirdo -- from Planet Oorehctiws, had to be.
Those blue hairs on his chin, ecch.  But actually, they were kinda hot!
Smehp wondered how they would feel on his balls ...

Whoa, Fed security!  Smehp started to duck back into the waste unit, but
then he noticed that McCoy was making a big racket over at his table.  Yeah,
the Fed security guy was heading right for him.  Hmmmm, the security guy
wasn't bad-looking.  Smehp realized he must be way too horny if he was
getting the hots for Fed security agents.  He had to get some tonight, and
bad.

What the hell?  It looked like the Fed was going to haul in McCoy!  And
McCoy was trying to give him the Vulcan Neck Pinch.  Huh.  Didn't work, of
course.  Duh.  McCoy must have had worse problems than even Smehp had
thought.  Oh, well.

Hmmmm, Backwards Guy was coming toward the waste unit.  Probably trying to
get out of the way of all the Fed agents.  And was he giving Smehp the eye?
Looked like it!

"Friend, hello!  I here am new."

Wow, a real alien!  And not from some boring planet either.  "Hi yourself."
Then Smehp didn't know what to say.  He was kinda new at this shore leave
thing.  "Um, what's your name?"

Backwards Guy cast an appraising stare at him, but he smiled a little at the
same time.  "Ohhhh, I name not important.  You seek I.  Message received.
Available waste stall stands by."  Backwards Guy gestured toward the nearest
waste stall.  Looked like the fun was going to begin!  Smehp went toward it,
turning to look at Backwards Guy.  He was following.  Smehp went inside.

Backwards Guy unsealed his own baggy trousers, whipping out a craggy bluish
cock with a few of those hair-tufts like on his chin.  "You now.  Your
genitals me show."

Wow, this guy didn't waste any time!  Smehp felt kind of ashamed at his
ordinary Dilithian cock -- small, half-hard, and greenish.  He reached out
to touch Backwards Guy's cock, and it immediately inflated to a rock-hard
state; looked sort of like a Vlcnmb tree on Knabish IV!

Backwards Guy reached out to handle Smehp's cock too, and he felt himself
getting more excited.  But just then, Backwards Guy jumped; and Smehp's arm
was covered in gray alien jiz.  Smehp couldn't help but be disappointed.  "I
thought you'd take a little bit longer than *that*," he complained.

Backwards Guy just gave him one of those sidewise puppy-dog looks and
pointed toward the handiclean beam.  Smehp stuck his arm under it.  Then
Backwards Guy started wanking him!

Ohhhhh, shiiiiiiit, it *had* been too long!  Smehp had to brace himself
against the wall to keep from falling, but still his knees would barely
support him.  "Oh, shit!  Oh, Backwards Guy!"  he found himself moaning.
But he couldn't make himself shut up.  "Oh .... Backwards ... Ggggah!"  He
came like a warp core, almost falling to the sticky tile below.

Smehp leaned against the wall, collecting his strength, for a few minutes.
Backwards Guy was still hanging around, though.  Hm.  "Um, thanks a lot,
Backwards Guy."  Smehp closed his eyes, trying to enjoy the
wonderfully-drained feeling.  When he looked again, though, Backwards Guy
was still there!

"Excuse!"  Backwards Guy seemed annoyed for some reason.  But what could he
want?  Smehp suddenly got scared.  What if he wanted credits?  What if  he
was some kind of whore?  Uh-oh, Smehp didn't have any credits.  He stared
into space, trying to think of alternatives, until he felt a branch poking
him in the side.

No, it wasn't a branch after all, he saw.  It was actually Backwards Guy's
cock.  And it was still hard.

Oh, crap.  He wanted more.  All Smehp wanted to do was go home and sleep --
but at least the guy didn't want any credits.  Smehp sighed.  Oh, well, the
guy hadn't taken too long last time.  He started to wank the blue, hairy
shaft.

He worked it; really worked it, as hard as he could.  He tried fast, then
slow.  But that stubborn blue cock just got softer.

Smehp squatted down.  It wasn't very comfortable, but he didn't want the
knees of his uniform on that disgusting floor.  He got to a place where he
could suck at the guy's cock, and he did, even though the hair tufts were
pretty wiry.  He sucked and licked and sucked some more.  "Ohhhhh, you here
are good!"  the guy yelled, but his cock just kept getting softer.

Smehp's knees were starting to hurt, so he let the half-flaccid worm slide
out of his mouth and stood up.  Hmmm, he *should* have taken the guy up his
ass, but it would never go in now.  Too floppy.  He settled for taking his
trousers down and backing onto the guy, drawing that angular cock between
his thighs.  It was pretty sticky, so he licked his fingers and rubbed them
in the crack to get things started.

"Ohhhh, this too like I!"  The guy started humping away with more and more
enthusiasm, until his cock was just a wrinkly little hairy olive that
wouldn't even slide between Smehp's legs.  Just then, Backwards Guy started
to moan; and Smehp felt the alien's weight full on his back, like he was too
weak to stand.  "Orgasm experience I!  Orgasm experience I!"   he wailed.

Huh?  Smehp didn't see any more cum.  Instead, Backwards Guy just sealed up
and clapped him on the back.  "You I thank, man young.  Any time bar you are
in, waste unit meet I in."  He left.

Smehp dedided not to think about it and just go home and sleep.

END




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