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Quenching The Flames

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Quenching The Flames

Title: QUENCHING THE FLAMES

Author: T'Lin ( LinkyS@aol.com )

Code: K/S

Rating: NC-17

The premise: Spock has just returned to the ship after the Koon-ut-Kal-if-fee... and discovered the
Captain alive and well. He tells Kirk and McCoy that the Pon Farr is over, the battle apparently
purged his system. All is well, and they continue on their mission.

The question I proposed to myself was this - what happened in the next few days when Spock
discovered that he was still suffering from hormonal imbalances... not enough that he had to
worry about dying, but he still suffered from uncontrollable urges and desires. If he were human,
he could take the situation in hand, as it were, until he was satiated. However, for Vulcans, there
are some things that can not be handled alone.

DISCLAIMER: Paramount owns all... I do not write this to infringe on any copyrights, I do it for
fun and pleasure.... mine, yours, and the characters (after all, TPTB would never let them indulge
in this kind of activity). The quote is from "AMOK TIME" by Theodore Sturgeon, as it was
printed in "THE STAR TREK READER" by James Blish ©1976. The quote is for reference only,
and not intended to infringe on the copyright.

WARNING: This story has graphic descriptions of m/m sex.... if you find this distasteful, or if
you're under age, READ NO FURTHER!!!








QUENCHING THE FLAMES



T'Lin - 8/1/99





He came gradually back to consciousness in the sickbay. McCoy was bending over him, nearby
was Spock, his hands over his face. His shoulders shaking.


Nurse Christine came into his field of view, and turning Spock toward the Captain, gently
pulled his hands away from his face. Kirk smiled weakly, and spoke in a faint but cheerful
voice.


"Mr. Spock -- I never thought I'd see the day..."

"Captain!" Spock stared down at him, absolutely dazed with astonishment. Then, obviously
realizing what his face and voice were revealing, he looked away.








Spock paced in his quarters. // control... I must regain control // he thought. As Spock returned to
his quarters, and these new feelings of lust hit him, he realized that he had not been completely
honest with the Doctor, or with Jim. // Oh, Jim... thank god you are alive... I never could have lived
knowinhad had killed you...
// and with these thoughts, came renewed arousal. // DAMN!!! I cannot
give in to this... Jim would never understand, and I could not bear to lose him because of my
indiscretion
// and he slammed his fist onto the table, hoping the pain would distract him from
these thoughts. He stopped pacing... // meditation... I must purge myself of these feelings and
thoughts... I must regain control
// and with that, he prepared to meditate.





He knew that there were techniques to control the sexual drive, but having just come into his
sexual maturity in the last couple of months, he had not had need of them yet. True, in the last
couple of days he had found himself slightly aroused upon waking, but all it took was a little
concentration on his part, and the matter was easily resolved. Even at the height of the Plak Tow,
it was not as bad as now. He wondered why.






As he lit the fire, and added the incense, he realized that, while he was bonded to T'Pring, her
lack of desire for him must have dampened his sexual drive. That would explain why he hadn't
been bothered by these feelings while he was bonded... but what about now? He needed to find a
way to alleviate this pressure in his groin... this pressure that was quickly becoming pain.










Kirk was worried about Spock. Dr. McCoy had informed him, after Spock left sickbay, that it was
highly unusual for the Plak Tow to dissipate after only one day. Apparently, he had gotten in
contact with one of the Healers at the Vulcan Science Academy, and explained Spock's situation,
and was able to get some information for future reference. According to the Healer, the worse
part of the Pon Farr was the initial bout of Plak Tow, but it would resurface on and off for the
next ten days. Spock was out of danger, but would still be subject to mood swings, and hormonal
imbalances. Apparently, he was very much like a human teen going through puberty.




So, Kirk decided to pay his First Officer a visit before retiring for the night. If anyone on board
the ENTERPRISE could help him get through this, Jim knew that he could. After all, dealing
with a strong sex drive was nothing new to Jim Kirk, and he was willing and able to do whatever
was needed to help Spock get through this.






As he approached Spock's quarters, he thought he heard a muffled sob. He toggled the switch that
would announce his presence, but there was no answer. More alarmed than ever, Kirk entered
Spock's privacy code to see if he was alright. When he entered the room, it took his eyes a moment
to adjust to the dull, red light, but when they did, he saw Spock kneeling in front of his meditation
fire, naked as a jay bird, with an erection that would choke a horse. //My god! No wonder he is
sobbing...
//






"Spock..." he said softly, and as Spock turned to look at him, there were tears in his eyes.






"Please... go" he said, "I can't bear to have you see me like this" and he bent over to conceal his
erection, and covered his face, sobbing.






Kirk couldn't leave him... not like this... not when he could help. He slowly walked towards Spock,
and knelt down behind him. As he reached out to put his hand on Spock's shoulder, he saw the
body in front of him stiffen. "Please... don't touch me" Spock sobbed, "I couldn't... you don't
und...erstand... " he gasped. "Please... leave me... before I loose... all control".






"Spock... I want to help you" said Kirk. "I hate to see you in so much pain. Please... let me help"
and with that, Jim pulled him back to sit between his legs and lean against his chest. Speaking
softly, stroking Spock's damp forehead, he went on, "Spock... I know this is all new to you, but you
must trust me".






"Please Jim... I ache... the pressure is too great... I cannot think... I cannot reason... I cannot make
it stop!", he sobbed, and tried to pull away from Kirk's comforting arms.






"You must let yourself go... give into the feelings your experiencing", and Jim proceeded to move
his hand down Spock's chest, along his side, and eventually to his swollen cock. Spock gasped, and
writhed, but Kirk was persistent. He held Spock firmly against him, as he gave his cock a few
hard strokes, all the while whispering, "Sit back... relax... let it go.... you must let go... lose
yourself... feel the release..." and suddenly, he came. Spock's body was wracked with spasms, and
his cum spirted out in wave after wave.






After what seemed like forever, but was in actuality only a minute, Spock leaned back against
Jim, sweating and spent and said "Thank you".






"Any time" Kirk said with a smile. He sat there, content to have Spock in his arms, when
suddenly he said. "Umm... Spock..."






"Yes, Jim" came Spock's sleepy reply.






"Can you... ummm... get up?"






Spock sat forward, fully awake now, and turned his head to look at Jim... he sounded like he was
in pain. "Are you alright, Jim?"






"Well... yes and no". And with that cryptic reply, he grabbed Spock's hand, and moved it to his
own groin. "It appears that I am suffering from the same affliction that you have."






"Fascinating", Spock said, with raised eyebrow. As he shifted his weight in order to stand, he
noticed that he was once again showing signs of arousal. He stood, and before he knew what hit
him, he felt something soft and wet touch the tip of his cock. Looking down, he saw it was Jim's
tongue, and instinctively he thrust his hips forward, driving his quickly stiffening cock into Kirk's
mouth. The sensation made him week in the knees, and he quickly pulled out and sat on the edge
of his bed.






"Hmm... you taste good" said Kirk, as he slowly stood up. As he did, Spock could not help but
notice the bulge in his pants. Like himself, Jim did not wear underwear, and every contour of his
cock was pressing itself into the tight fabric of his trousers. As Kirk pulled off his shirt, Spock
reached out and stroked the bulge. He felt it swell even more as Jim moaned.






Jim wanted to feel Spock's mouth on his cock, but resisted the urge to pull Spock's face into his
groin. Carefully, he unzipped his trousers, and removed the last of his uniform. As he stood there,
fully erect and facing his friend, he realized just how much he himself had always wanted to make
love to Spock.






Spock sat motionless, staring at his friend... his commanding officer... not sure how to interpret
what had just happened. Or for that matter, not sure of what was going to happen, or how to
proceed further. Curiosity was one emotion that Vulcan's allowed, and Spock was definitely
curious. Tentatively, he reached out to touch Kirk's cock. Just a light touch...running his fingers
along the length of it... down one side, and up the other. He was surprised at the silky texture of
the skin and how warm it was.






As he moved his fingers once again toward the tip, he noticed a small amount of liquid leaking out
of it. Ever curious, and somehow knowing that Jim would like it, he leaned forward until his
tongue touched Jim's cock. Tracing his tongue around the tip, he heard Jim moan, and more fluid
poured out. Suddenly, Kirk's hands were on Spock's shoulders, and he was thrusting the full shaft
into Spock's mouth... Spock grabbed Jim's hips to pull him closer, and sucked dutifully,
swallowing every drop.






When Jim was finally spent, he pulled back and collapsed beside Spock on the bed. Only then did
they notice that Spock had also come... leaving another sticky puddle between them. The two
friends remained there in companionable silence for a short while. Finally, Spock b the the
silencJim.Jim..."






"Yes, Spock?"






"I am sorry" Spock said.






Kirk was puzzled, and rolled over to face Spock. "Sorry for what?"






"For allowing my lust to overwhelm me, and forcing myself onto you", he replied. "I had no
intention of involving youmy pmy problem".






"Spock..." Kirk couldn't help but smile as he looked at him... lying there, so vulnerable. "I did not
need to come here tonight. I did because I knew you would need me".






"I don't understand". Spock said with a raised eyebrow.






"It will take some explaining". He reached out to touch Spock's face, and continued "why don't
we clean up a bit, then I'll explain over breakfast".






"As long as we don't have to leave this room" Spock replied with just a hint of a smile. "I don't
think I could face anyone else right now".






Kirk stood up, taking Spock by the hand. "Let's get some towels to clean up the floor, then we can
go take a shower to clean this stuff off of each other". Seeing the look on Spock's face at the
suggestion of a shower together, Jim was already contemplating more love making. "Don't worry,
we can stay here for as long as you want".









While Spock cleaned the floor, Kirk got everything ready for their shower. Jim decided that the
situation called for a rare water shower... nothing like a little soap and water to spice things up a
bit.




He had the water temperature all set, and was just starting to lather up as Spock entered. "Come
on... I need you to wash my back". Kirk said with a grin, "then I'll get yours".






Spock obediently started to lather up Jim's back... working the soap in a circular fashion...
gradually making his way down to his hips, when he hesitated. // oh, Jim... what a lovely ass you
have!
// he thought. And with that thought, he felt his erection start to grow once more. Slowly, he
moved his hands past Jim's hips, down the outside of each perfectly formed cheek, and up along
the crack. He repeated the motion several times, each time eliciting a moan of pleasure out of Jim,
who had his hands against the shower wall in front of him.






With each circuit of Jim's ass, Spock moved his hands farther and farther toward the front of his
body, pulling Jim ever closer to his own growing erection. Finally, pressing his body against Jim's
back... trapping his swollen cock between Jim's cheeks... he grabbed Jim's cock and started to
stroke it. He could feel Jim's ass moving against his cock, and he pumped in rhythm with Jim's
movements... until they both moaned out their release.






// what am I doing! // thought Spock, as he released Jim, and backed away from him.






And as clear as if it was spoken, the thought came back to him // what you need to do... what I
needed you to do!
//






// Jim?!?!? // Spock thought...






"Well, Spock..." Jim said, "I was going to comment on how quickly you learn... but..."






"Indeed... obviously, our physical contact has strengthened our mental bond" Spock looked
pleased, if not a little puzzled by the revelation. He did not know that it would be possible for that
kind of connection without actually performing a mind meld. Apparently, they had melded
enough times that they were bonded in a way. "I think it is time for explanations... and
breakfast." With that said, he quickly switched the shower to sonics so that there would be no
further interruptions to the morning.






Once out of the shower, Spock donned a meditation robe, and provided one for Kirk, as well. They
both seemed to be in control for the moment, but there was no need for temptation.






Kirk went to the replicator and ordered coffee for himself, and herbal tea for Spock. "What
would you like to eat, Spock?" he asked, as he placed his own order for Belgian Waffles with
strawberries and powdered r. Hr. He decided against any meat, in deference to Spock.






"Banana pancakes" he said, and after a slight hesitation, "make it a double stack... I'm famished".






Kirk chuckled, "no doubt... after all, you haven't eaten much in the past few days" and with mock
seriousness, he continued, "and you have expended a great deal of energy in the past...umm... 6
hours" he finished as he noted the time on his chronometer.






"As have you, Jim" Spock noted.






"True... but then, I'm used to it". Jim couldn't help but chuckle again. "Spock, don't look so
shocked", he said, as he noticed Spock's eyebrow rise into his hairline. "Nothing we did last night
was unusual or shocking to me... and once we get some things out in the open about why it
happened, I think it will all make sense to you, too".






"Please enlighten me, then", Spock said, as he took their food from the replicator, and sat it on the
table. Both sat, and proceeded to eat before another word was said.






After Kirk ate about half of his breakfast, he sat back to enjoy his coffee. He had been unsure of
how to broach this subject before he entered Spock's quarters last night, but in the wake of what
happened between the two of them, he knew exactly how to begin. "Spock... before we get into an
explanation about what happened last night, and why it happened, I need to ask you a personal
question".






"You are entitled" said Spock, "I will do my best to answer it".






"Oh.... I don't think you'll have a problem answering me" he smiled. "From what you told me
about the Pon Farr, and how even Vulcans do not talk of it among themselves... may I assume that
you do not know the full extent of what it does to you?"






"You may assume that that is correct". Spock looked into Jim's eyes, "Since you asked this
question, I can only assume that you know something about the Pon Farr that I do not".






"As always, you logic astounds me, Spock."






"Indeed". With raised brow, he continued, "I will take that as a compliment... although my logic
seems to have been failing me for the past few weeks".






"Tell me, Spock... what do you know about Pon Farr? Especially as pertains to your first time".






"You know about the ritualistic aspects of the Pon Farr" he started, "so I will not go into that.
I've also told you about the biological aspects... the compulsion to mate. The drive to return to the
one we are bonded to".






"Yes.... what else do you know?"






"The first Pon Farr comes to all Vulcan males soon after they come to their sexual maturity". He
took a sip of his tea, and continued, "Females do not, in a sense, go into Pon Farr, except as a
result of being bonded... the bond we have helps to awaken the drive in each of us, so that when it
is time, we are both ready and willing to mate". After a moment to think, he continued, "this is a
condition that we have bred in ourselves to insure the continuation of our species. As we
suppressed our emotions in favor of logic, we also suppressed our sexual drive and every other
strong emotion. As a result, our population has dwindled over the centuries".






"You said that this happens roughly every seven years of an adult Vulcans life. Do you know how
long this drive to mate lasts if all goes according to plan?" Kirk asked.






"You mean, if there is no challenge?" and Kirk nodded in confirmation. Spock thought for a
moment, .. I.. I cannot recall ever having been told". Suddenly, a thought came to him, "Jim,
are you trying to tell me that my state is natural, because of the Pon Farr?"






"Yes..." Jim got up, and went to the replicator to get more coffee, when he sat back down, he
proceeded to tell him everything that Dr. McCoy had found out while they orbited Vulcan. When
he was finished, he asked "Does that help you understand what happened last night? Do you have
any questions?"






"Yes... but what I don't understand is why you allowed me to involve you in this".






Kirk smiled at Spock's puzzled expression... he knew this would be the most difficult part of the
whole explanation, simply because it was the most illogical, from the Vulcan's point of view.
"Spock... it is actually very simple. I allowed you to involve me because I am, and always have
been, attracted to you". Jim reached across the table to take Spock's hands in his. "From the first
moment I saw you, I felt an attraction to you, but knowing that you were Vulcan, I assumed that
there would never be any way I could show you, or that you could possibly reciprocate my
feelings... until I saw the look on your face when you saw that I was alive in sickbay". He pulled
Spock's hands to his lips, and kissed them gently, "I love you... and always will. I do not know if
you will be able to show me your feelings after the Pon Farr wears off... but if not, I'll be here
when you need me in seven years".






Spock was speechless for a moment, and there were tears in his eye. When he finally could speak,
he said "Jim... I'm at a loss. I had no idea that you felt this way. Obviously, I have an attraction to
you... and in my own way, always have. I do not know what the future holds, but we will face it
together".






Slowly, he removed his hands from Jim's, and stood up. Coming around the table to stand in front
of him, it was apparent that he was once again becoming aroused. He looked down, and smiled, "I
do believe that there is more for you to teach me..."






THE END