Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!elnk-atl-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!prodigy.com!prodigy.com!newsread.com!newsstand.newsread.com!POSTED.newshog.newsread.com!not-for-mail Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated Approved: ascem@earthlink.net Organization: Better Living Thru TrekSmut Sender: ascem@earthlink.net Message-ID: <00f001c49414$cde043e0$6600a8c0@tarzan> From: "kira-nerys" MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: NEW: Bad Title Challenge. "On Kirk's Altar", K/S, NC17, vignette Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lines: 63 Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2004 14:55:03 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: newshog.newsread.com 1094482503 209.198.142.218 (Mon, 06 Sep 2004 10:55:03 EDT) NNTP-Posting-Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2004 10:55:03 EDT Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:83826 X-Received-Date: Mon, 06 Sep 2004 07:56:05 PDT (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) Author: kira-nerys Title: On Kirk's Altar Rating: NC17 Pairing: K/S Summary: Some bodies were made for worship. On Kirk's Altar Spock writhed underneath the scrutinizing eyes of his captain. The shackles around his ankles and wrists allowed him very little leverage, and his cock was like velvet-covered steel. His entire body burned, burned with a fire reminiscent of the Pon Farr. Only Jim could do this to him. "You're gorgeous, Spock. Do you know that? You're gorgeous, hot and all mine." Kirk poured the oil on Spock's body. It was quite chilled and dribbled over his nipples making them harden further and he groaned. "So beautiful," Kirk repeated and moved his hands over the prone body, making the oil run through the crisp hairs on Spock's chest. The soft hands made their way across hard muscle, soft, smooth stomach skin and further down. "You are min to worship, Spock. All mine," Kirk whispered and his voice was hoarse, as though he hadn't used it for very long. But Spock knew, knew that the reason was another - Kirk was as aroused as he was, underneath those tight trousers, his cock screamed for freedom, for penetration, for warmth, heat and touch that only he, Spock, could provide. "Jim," Spock groaned. "Jim, please..." Kirk pulled back a moment and Spock leaned his head to the side as he watched his t'hy'la remove all his clothing, to stand proudly before him, showing off his magnificent body without hesitation. "Jim," he repeated. "Yes, Spock. I will do what you want me to do. I promise." And Kirk moved up on the table, where Spock was bound, and put himself in the right position. Then his fingers brushed Spock's opening. Spock felt worshipped, cherished, as though displayed on an altar for Kirk's own, private enjoyment - and wasn't that exactly what he was. When Jim finally sheathed himself inside Spock's body, Spock returned the favor. He worshipped Kirk's body with his fluids, bathing him, baptizing him in the precious semen from a desert creature. END ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ASCEM messages are copied to a mailing list. Most recent messages can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ASCEML. NewMessage: