Daydream Believer

With no recent off world missions, the infirmary was unusually empty and quiet. Dr. Carson Beckett, head of the Atlantis medical team, sat in his office finishing the last of his reports. Half way through the last report, Carson began to get distracted and eventually threw his pen down on the desk in frustration. Carson closed his eyes and rubbed his temples to try and focus on his task again. It was no use though; his mind was too far gone to finish any work right now. Sighing in defeat, Carson leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes once again. A vivid image suddenly popped into his head; an image of himself and Major Sheppard naked and in his bed. The thought caused Carson to let out a moan and reach for his erection that was began to form. Carson suddenly snapped his eyes open and peered out into the infirmary to see if anyone was there. When he concluded that he was in fact alone, he retreated to his office and locked the door behind him.

‘Hell,” he thought, “If I can't work I can at least have a little fun.”

He once again closed his eyes and allowed his hand to drift down towards crotch. He squeezed his hardening member through the fabric of his pant and groaned. Carson sat back down in his chair after his managed to pull his pants down past his hips and straining cock. The Scotsman imagined himself on his bed with the major on top, licking a trail down his chest. John finally arrived at the head of his dick and took a swipe at it with his tongue. Carson moaned again as pre-cum began to leak from the head. He gripped himself tighter and stroked faster as his dream continued to play out.

John had now fully taken Carson in his mouth, as he grabbed at the sheets underneath him. John continues to suck Carson off, his cheeks hollowing as he added more suction along with the action of his tongue. Carson was soon moaning and writhing on the bed begging for more and John was more than happy to oblige. The warm, wet mouth soon left and a slick finger rubbed Carson’s tight entrance. The finger entered, soon joined by a second and a third. John worked his hand until he found his lover’s prostate. A quick graze across the sensitive gland caused Carson to buck his hips and cry out. When Carson was stretched well enough, John coated his own dick with a fair sized dollop of lotion before entering his waiting lover. Carson licked his lips and waited for the moment when John would take him. The Major slid slowly inside of Carson and began a slow but steady rhythm. Soon Carson was thrusting back against the Major and their movements began to become erratic as John was nearing the edge. A slight adjustment to his angle and John had found Carson’s prostate again. John took a hold of the doctor’s member and pumped it in time with his own thrusts. A moment later, Carson came with an animalistic cry, spilling his seed across his belly. The Major follow right after and emptied himself into the Scotsman.

Carson groaned and looked down at himself, cum sticking to his chest and hand. His breath began to even out and his temperature began to drop back to normal. Grabbing a towel off a nearby shelf, the doctor cleaned himself up before heading to his own quarter for a shower. He was surprised to see John already waiting there for him and smiled at the man before leading the way into the room. Once the door was closed, John had the doc pinned to the wall.

“Tell me something doctor. Why are you looking so flushed?” John asked, kissing his way across Carson’s jaw.

“I was just daydreaming, that’s all.” Carson gasped as John’s tongue made contact with his earlobe.

“Daydreaming huh? About me I hope.” John winked.

Carson groaned before answering.

“Most definitely about you,” he smirked.

John kept kissing Carson the whole time he was pushing him towards the bed.

“Care to tell me what it was about?” John asked.

“I think you already know, but how about you show me and I’ll tell you if your right.” Carson chuckled.

The Major leaned in for another bruising kiss before both he and Carson toppled onto the mattress. John began to act out what he believed were parts of Carson’s dream, but he would never know if the were or not because at that point Carson was past words. As the two men lay there panting from one of their best orgasmic experiences, Carson turned to John.

“It’s probably a good thing I hadn’t gone to take a show yet. This would just defeat its purpose.” Carson smiled.

John smiled back and kissed the top of his head before falling into a peaceful sleep with Carson soon following.