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Title:        The Chakotay Conundrum 3/5
Author:        Darksusie (December 03)
Series:        Voyager
Pairing         C/Various   C/P
Rating:            NC 17
Disclaimer:       Voyager and her crew are the property of
Paramount.  
Summary:        The Fleet and Maquis crews have joined

All arrangements were in place for the away mission
and they set off in the shuttle for the nearest
planet; the Commander, the Lieutenant, Ensigns Kim and
Tabor.  When they landed they set up camp and there
was some discussion on who would share the shelters. 
Tom argued that as senior officers, Chakotay and
himself should share one shelter and Kim and Tabor
should share the other.  Harry shot Tom a black look.
But the Commander said that a senior officer should be
in each shelter and that as Harry and Tom were friends
he would share with Tabor.  Tom could tell with the
Commander's voice that he wouldn't take any arguments.

"I don't know who he thinks he's kidding, he's here to
fuck Tabor, we're here to do the work," Harry said
sourly.  

Just then the Commander shouted them to meet up.
"Right I want you," he nodded to Tom, "and Harry to
scan this area for minerals and food samples.  Tabor
and I are going over to the water we detected and see
if we can find fresh supplies. 

Tom looked at Harry as the other two set off. "Right
Harry, you go do the scanning and I'll go follow them.
I'll come back and report.  If they do the same
tomorrow, you can follow.  OK with you." Harry nodded
and set about getting things done as quickly as he
could, he wanted to be finished for when Tom got back.

Tom followed a good distance behind the two lovers and
then settled behind a rock to watch proceedings.  The
two quickly scanned the area, picked some fruit and
settled their equipment on the floor.  Tom was just
beginning to think he was mistaken when Chakotay
grabbed Tabor and began kissing him passionately.  Tom
sat up and got the viewer out, he didn't want to miss
any of this.  He watched as the Commander kissed down
the Ensign's neck and then gripped his face as he
passionately and brutally kissed him.  They broke
apart and the older man stepped back.  Tabor slowly
and seductively stripped off all his clothes, making a
show of it, as the Commander watched, with growing
interest.  Tabor then moved over to Chakotay and
slowly began to strip him bare, kissing the Commander
in between each item of clothing.   Tom watched as
Tabor lay on the sand and beckoned the Commander to
join him. Tom shifted his position again, to get a
better look as the Commander lay on top, kissing Tabor
urgently while exploring expertly the lean body
beneath him with his hands.  He slowly worked his way
down, sucking on Tabor's nipples, stroking his thighs,
caressing his balls.  Tom held his breath as Chakotay
began kissing and licking his way up the young man's
cock.  The pilot admired the older man's body as he
expertly sucked on the man before him.  Chakotay was
solid muscle, with an erection to match and Tom
realised for the first time just how attractive his
commanding officer was.  Tom watched as he leant over
and got something out of his bag and then he began to
get hard as he watched Chakotay slip first one, then
two lubricated fingers in and at the same time
continue to suck off the Ensign.  Tom moved the viewer
onto Tabor's face and observed the ecstatic look as
the Ensign climaxed.  He moved just in time to see the
Commander slowly entering the young man.  By this time
Tom was stroking himself to the rhythm the Commander
was setting.  But Chakotay was doing slow, leisurely
thrusts and Tom need more so he quickened his
movements and came with a moan just as Chakotay began
to pound into the man beneath him.  Even thought he
was a distance away, he heard Chakotay's growl as he
exploded into his lover.  

Quickly Tom cleaned himself up and set off back
towards Harry.  When he arrived back at the camp the
Ensign was eager for details but Tom said he would
tell him when they bedded down.  He needed time to
sort out what he had witnessed from the emotions it
had stirred in him.  One of which was that he was now
lusting for the First Officer and the other was that
he was resentful of the men and women Chakotay was
fucking. He wanted the Commander; he wanted him so bad
it hurt. 

The two lovers came back as though nothing untoward
had happened and they soon settled down to scanning
the area and collecting samples.  

Chakotay had made sure that the shelters were not too
close together and Tom was glad of that, he didn't
think he could get to sleep if he heard them making
out all night.  Harry was eager to hear the tale and
when they were settled down for the night Tom began
describing what he had seen, leaving nothing out
except his own arousal.   
Harry listened incredulously, he couldn't believe it,
somehow he had expected the Commander to be the one
getting the blow job and the thought of Chakotay's
sweet lips on Tabor's cock, never mind on his own,
made him hard with need.  When Tom began telling him
of the slow, hard fuck that Chakotay had been
indulging in and the loud growl that had echoed at his
orgasm, Harry moaned.  

"Don't tell me any more Tom, I'm going to have to go
outside and do something

Harry closed his eyes, trying to get some grip on
reality, when he felt fingers slowly enclose his now
weeping erection.  His eyes shot open.  

"Don't take this any other way than just two friends
helping each other out, OK?"  Harry managed a nod and
then closed his eyes as Tom expertly brought him to
climax.

The next day they moved to the next planet.  Of
course, Tom thought, Tabor is gleaming, the lucky
bastard.  There were no overtly show of affection but
once again Harry and Tom were left to collect samples.
This time Harry followed.  He lost sight of them for
a while but when he managed to get a good vantage
point he nearly stopped breathing.  

Tied to a tree, naked as the day he was born, was the
Commander, sporting the biggest erection Harry had
every seen.  Tabor was knelt at his feet, worshiping
with his tongue and mouth, the bronze god in front of
him.  Harry adjusted his position and began stroking
himself.  The Commander was glistening with sweat and
was moaning continually as he thrust into Tabor's
mouth.  As Chakotay roared his climax, Harry undid his
zip to get better purchase on his throbbing cock.  The
Ensign was just getting into the rhythm, moaning with
the sensations building up when Tabor began untying
the Commander.  He moaned this time with
disappointment but his interest perked up again when
Tabor turned the older man around and retied him to
the tree and slowly began preparing him for
penetration.  The idea that a strong, authoritative,
man like Chakotay, would allow himself to be tied up
and fucked senseless had Harry coming in seconds. 
Harry closed his eyes as he came down from the most
powerful orgasm he'd had in ages. When he looked again
he saw Chakotay getting the pounding of his life. 
Tabor was intent on getting his dick as far up the
Commander's tight little hole as was humanly possible.
When Harry heard Chakotay moaning loudly he felt
himself getting hard again.  Tabor pulled out, bent
down and bit on Chakotay's perfectly luscious cheeks,
eliciting loud groans of pleasure from the Commander. 
Harry moaned as he watched Tabor slam back in.  

As Chakotay shouted, "fuck me, please harder, harder,"
both men roared out their climax.  

At the same time, Harry who had not even touched
himself, spurted out his pleasure, with a deep and
satisfying groan. 

After recovering Harry legged it back to camp and
telling Tom he didn't feel well he quickly retired to
their shelter.  There was no way that he could face
the Commander without blushing.  After collecting all
the samples and eating dinner Tom feigned tiredness
and was relieved when Chakotay suggested that they all
have an early night. 

"OK spill the beans, Harry Kim." Tom looked at the
Ensign eagerly.

"I couldn't face him, not after what I had seen."
Harry didn't know if he could tell his friend without
getting aroused again.

"And what did you see."  Tom got settled waiting for a
good story.

Harry began describing the show that the Commander and
Tabor had unwittingly put on. 

Half way through Tom stopped him. "Oh fuck, Harry
bring me off while you tell me the rest." 

Harry didn't really want to but he knew he would want
Tom to reciprocate when he'd finished the tale so
reached over and began to stroke the pilot with firm
strokes.  When Harry got to Tabor entering the
Commander, Tom exploded with a loud moan.  After Tom
had regained normality, Harry looked at him with
pleading eyes.  

Come here," Tom said, "can't leave you in that state."


Next day Harry and Tabor were collecting the gear
together and the Commander and the pilot were making
small talk. 

Suddenly Chakotay stopped and turned to Tom, "I didn't
know you and Harry were a couple.  Have you been
seeing each other long?"

"Were not a couple," Tom began fumbling with the box
he was packing, becoming increasingly flustered, "what
makes you think we are?" 

"Oh, sorry.  The noises I heard coming from your
shelter made me think you two were getting it on. 
Sorry Tom, I didn't mean to interfere."  

"Well you must have heard one of us having a dream, we
were certainly not getting it on."  Tom turned away,
he didn't know why it was important that Chakotay knew
they weren't a couple but it was.

"Tom, I didn't mean to offend you.  I didn't know you
had a problem with gay relationships. Sorry." 

"I don't have a problem Commander but Harry and I are
friends not lovers."

The team returned to Voyager and Harry and Tom resumed
their previous relationship of being friends only.  In
fact if Tom thought about it too much, and he tried
not to too often, he couldn't understand how him and
Harry had ended up jerking each other off. He
certainly didn't find his friend attractive and he
knew the arousal hadn't been for Harry.  It was an
aberration on his part, and one he wouldn't let happen
again.

Routine returned but not quite as before.  Chakotay
was extremely friendly, even sitting with Harry and
Tom in the mess hall and occasionally having a game of
pool in Sandrine's.  Both of them found this
unsettling, especially with the images that were still
lurking in their memories.  As they both got used to
the pleasant company of Chakotay; his funny anecdotes,
his encouraging advice, the big bad Commander was put
to the back of their mind.

But it didn't last, Tabor and the Commander were no
more and both men were getting the blunt end of the
stick.  

It came to a head about three weeks after the split. 
The Commander had been in a real foul temper on the
bridge, scowling at everyone, finding fault and when
Chakotay said something insulting to the pilot in
Sandrine's Tom quickly retaliated.  Suddenly Chakotay
had Tom pinned up against the wall, the whole of
Sandrine's watching the proceedings.  Tom could feel
his breath on his face and his powerful arms pining
him to the wall, the length of the Commander's body
pressing on him.  He didn't know whether to be scared
or aroused. Before his body could decide, Chakotay was
calling him some little insolent shit and then Ayala
intervened and pulled the Commander away.  

After this incident they just about managed to be
civil with each other, but only on duty.  Tom missed
the company of the First Officer, as he had got to
know him better he had begun to like him.  Three days
after their little altercation, Janeway sent both of
them to explore an anomaly that was affecting
Voyager's navigation.  Apart from the odd comment
about the shuttle or controls, they didn't speak. 
Suddenly all hell let loose and the pilot lost control
of the shuttle. Despite Paris's best efforts, they
were soon dragged into an eddy and pulled down into
the atmosphere of the nearest planet. Tom expertly
landed the shuttle, with only damage to the shuttle
not themselves.  Luckily the planet checked out to be
hospitable and unpopulated.    Tom inwardly groaned,
just my luck, couldn't get stuck with him when he's in
a good mood. Tom frantic to get off the planet and as
far away from Chakotay as possible soon got
communications working with Voyager.  But then Harry
gave him the bad news, help would be a few days as the
transporter had been taken out by the anomaly. 

When the Commander heard this, he began muttering,
"Fuck, fuck fuck" to himself.  Tom knew it wasn't
going to be a picnic but did the Commander have to
make it so obvious. Chakotay soon began pacing up and
down, agitated and sweating.  As nightfall came nearer
his movements became more frantic.  Tom put a hand out
to stop him.  

" Don't touch me, don't fucking touch me." Chakotay
screamed at the pilot. 

"Hey, no worries there, I was just trying to calm
you."  Tom stepped away.

"Paris I'm sorry."  Chakotay sat down and put his head
in his hands.  After 5 minutes, Chakotay looked up,
"Paris I need you to open a secure channel to Ayala, I
need to speak to him now." 

Tom puzzled at the use of a secure channel, did as he
was asked.

"Greg, I'm in trouble.  I can't control it.  I need
help before I do something I regret." Chakotay pleaded
with his friend.  

"Chakotay, you know what you need to do.  I can't help
you but Paris can.  Just come clean with him, explain
the situation. Either that or get him to restrain you.
You need to talk to him now, you never know he might
just understand."
  
The channel cut off.  

"OK Chakotay, tell me what's going on, I can see
something's wrong.  Are you ill?  I'll try to help you
all I can." Tom stepped forward ready to help.  

"You can't help me and if you tell anybody what
happens here, I'll fucking kill you, understand." 
Beads of sweat were standing out on the Commander's
forehead.

"Yes Commander, I understand perfectly."  Tom stood
rigidly, bristling with anger. "I understand that
you've known me all this time and you don't trust me
to help you but that's fine, whatever it is, it's your
problem." He turned and marched out of the shuttle,
the anger building up in him, till he knew that if
Chakotay said anything else he would end up decking
him.  

When he returned, he went straight to sleep. Let the
bastard stew, he's made it plain he doesn't want help,
the pilot fumed to himself as he settled down. 
Several times during the night he heard moans coming
from the Commander but Tom soon drifted back to sleep.

When Chakotay didn't get up for breakfast, Tom went
over to his bunk.  He was pulled up short at the sight
before him.  The Commander had restrained his own
hands to the bunk, sweat was pouring off his face and
he looked in pain.  Tom immediately opened a secure
channel to Ayala.

"Greg he's in a bad way, I don't know what's going on
but someone had best start talking to me.  He's
secured his hands to the bunk and he sounds in pain."

"Paris, listen to me.  Do not contact the doctor or
the Captain under any circumstances.  Please, we can
control it without outside interference.  Chakotay
does not want Fleet personnel to get involved with the
problem. You understand?"  

Tom managed a terse "Yes."  

"Good, now wake up the Commander and get him to talk
to me."  Tom did this with some difficulty.  The First
Officer looked very ill and the situation was scaring
him. 

"Chakotay, listen you're not going to make it without
help.  You've got to explain things to Paris, he'll
understand.  Let him help you over this.  All you need
to do is have sexual contact with him and then we'll
deal with the rest when you get back."

"Greg, I can't do this, it's Paris for fuck sakes."
Chakotay managed to whisper.



 

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