Where His Loyalties Lie

President Baltar lay back, hands behind his head as the beautiful red-haired woman he had met just hours before rode him. He admitted he'd grown quite lazy since becoming President. Now that he was in a position of real power though, he could afford to be. The women came to him. They were more than happy to do all the work.

Yet it wasn't the dozens of hot babes he'd managed to bed in his first month since becoming President that had spoiled him. It was something else. Someone else. Someone who Gaius couldn't stop thinking about. Even now, as this stunning woman was rising up and down on his oh-so-hard shaft, he had another on his mind.

This other wasn't a woman, and it wasn't a Cylon... At least he certainly hoped it wasn't. Hell, if Lee Adama was a Cylon, the remainder of humanity could be very screwed.

Lee was the only man Gaius had ever fraked, and he was also the biggest conquest of his life. Having the hot stud of a Battlestar Commander on his knees was something the President would never have thought possible. The man had left a lasting impression on him, and now all he could think about was the way he felt as Lee had followed out his orders like a good little pet and given himself up to his President.


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6 Days Earlier


“You wanted to see me Mr. President?”

Lee Adama stood in Gaius Baltar's office in Colonial One, having only just arriving down on New Caprica for what was supposed to be some time off. To Lee, this didn't qualify.

Baltar turned in his chair to face the younger man standing before him. “I called you down here Commander, because I want you to be my personal military advisor.”

“You already have one Mr. President?”

“Your father and I don't quite see eye to eye. I'm sure you understand.”

A confused look crossed Apollo's face. “Not really Mr. President. I wouldn't be so sure we'll see eye to eye either...”

Baltar paused for minute, noting the way the Commander constantly used his title when addressing him. “Look, Lee, I'm going to be frank with you. I trust you to make the right decisions. I'm not saying I don't trust your father, I just... trust you more.”

Lee looked at the ground, that smile crossed his lips. The one that enticed Baltar so much. “Look Mr. President, I'm very flattered, but...”

“Lee.” The younger man paused, allowing Gaius to speak. “Just take the offer. It's a good opportunity. You'd be... less than smart to pass it up. For gods sakes just do what your told.”

Lee cocked his head, looking slightly bemused. “Umm... OK sir. Thank you.” 'Sir'. Baltar liked that. “Now, unless there's anything else I can do here Mr. President, I've got someone to meet.”

Lee turned and began walking towards the exit when Gaius spoke. “Actually, there is something you could do. Come here.”

The Commander turned, walking back to Baltar's desk. “Yes sir?”

“Here.” Baltar turned in his chair, motioning to the floor in front of him as he did so. Lee did as he was told, stepping onto the spot indicated and looking even more confused than before. Gaius meanwhile stood up to come face to face to the other man. He couldn't believe he was actually going to do this, he hoped that strong sense of submissiveness in the ex-CAG wasn't just for show.

Without warning, Baltar pushed himself on Lee, claiming the other man's mouth. A wave of shock washed over the other man. He pushed the President away, wiping his mouth and looking at him in anger. “What the FRAK?”

“You asked if there was anything you could do.” Baltar composed himself as he spoke.

“I did NOT mean...”

“Get on your knees.” Baltar cut him off before he could finish.

Lee paused for a minute, bewildered. “...What?”

“Get on your knees. In front of me.” Baltar wasted no time in reiterating his order, standing tall and sure of himself in front of the man he'd just forced himself on.

“You're insane.”

Baltar opened his pants, revealing his dick which, by Lee's own admission, was pretty damn big. “Your the one who asked. There certainly is something else you can do for me Commander. Get on your knees and sort this out for me. Do what your President tells you.”

“Frak you you sick son of a bitch!” Came the reply. Though Baltar noticed Lee was still staring, even through his insult.

“Do what you're told Lee.” Baltar waved his erection at him as he sat back down. “Knees. Now.”

“I'm not gay Mr. President. I don't suck dick.”

Baltar chuckled. “I'm not gay either. Doesn't mean we can't... experiment. Now, I didn't ask you to question me. I told you to drop down and suck me.”

“No...” Lee paused for a moment. “I'm not doing this.”

“If that were true, you wouldn't still be standing here.”

“I can leave whenever I want to sir.”

“Then go.”

Yet another look of confusion crossed his face as he stood staring at the man in front of him. But he didn't move. Gaius stood up and placed both hands on the other man's shoulders, pushing him down to the floor below him, before sitting back in his chair. “See? That wasn't so hard.” He waved his rock hard cock in Lee's face. “Now, show your President what a loyal little Battlestar Commander you really are.”

With that, he placed the tip at Lee's soft lips, rubbing his pre-cum over them. This was one of those rare situations where Lee didn't know how to proceed. He could follow his orders and suck the President's cock, or he could walk away and no doubt find himself without a career by the end of the day. There was that nagging in the back of his head that was saying 'do it'. He was accustomed to following orders, and rarely wavered from that. Then there was something else... Another voice in his head telling him to 'do it'... But this was a different voice. A voice borne of curiosity. A voice Lee was trying desperately to ignore. He might be able to live with himself if he blew Baltar because he had been ordered to, but... because he wanted to?

It seemed the President wasn't willing to wait for him to make up his mind, shoving his engorged member into Apollo's mouth. He ran his fingers roughly through the other man's hair. “Taste good?” Lee didn't respond. He closed his eyes tight as the shaft moved in and out of his mouth, wishing it were all just a dream. Baltar had soon worked up a pace, and began to speed up. Lee may not have been willing to do any of the work himself yet, but that didn't mean Gaius couldn't have fun while he waited for the man to come around, and he knew he would.

Shame washed over Lee as he realised he was slowly growing hard in his pants. He wanted to think of something else. Anything. Dualla... Kara... trying in vain to make out like his growing erection was down to them and not Baltar. Try as he might, he couldn't keep his mind of the big cock moving between his lips. He knew if the other man saw how his own cock was responding, it would truly be game over.

“Ah... That's so good...” Gaius slowed slightly, noticing that Lee had started moving himself. The man was hardly going for his cock like an animal, but he WAS moving. “That's it...” Baltar slowly allowed the transition to take place, until he was sitting back in his chair, hands behind his head, letting Apollo do more of the work. The other man wasn't even sure how it had happened. He'd gone from having his face fucked, to giving the President head. “Yes... Suck it.” Lee was trying to block out Baltar's moans and taunts, to little avail. He couldn't quite understand why he was doing this. Was it because of his loyalty to his superiors? Was he just curious? Did he actually like Baltar? None of it really mattered at that point though, the fact is he was doing it, for whatever reason.

Gaius thrust up without warning, his cock hitting the back of Lee's throat causing him to gag. “Yes... You like that?” the other man simply ignored him, and continued what he had been doing before. Baltar took his hand off the back of his head, taking a firm grip of his hair, and after a few moments thrust in again. Lee tried to pull back, but Gaius' grip ensured that he couldn't. “Stick your tongue out and lick my balls. It'll make it easier for you to take it.” Apollo tried to comply, feeling utterly degraded. He'd gotten himself into this mess, and he wasn't getting out of it easily. If doing what Baltar had told him to do would make it more comfortable for himself, then so be it. He stuck out his tongue, still gagging on the big member in his throat, but slowly adjusting to it. He began licking, tasting salty sweat, adding to the dual feelings of disgust and arousal he felt at having his nose nestled in the President's pubes.

Baltar began thrusting gently into his throat, as the confused young man below him began to adapt to the intrusion. “Ah... Your throat feels so good Commander... It seems sucking cock is something else you can add to your talents. I wonder what daddy would think if he saw you doing this...” Lee was almost sick. He didn't need to hear that. If the Admiral found out he'd done this, he would never forgive him. He knew the best way to make sure that his father didn't find out was to do what Baltar told him, and to try not to piss the President off.

Gaius grabbed more tightly on his hair, and pulled his head away from his groin. Lee inhaled sharply, finally able to breathe properly again. He looked up, his eyes meeting Baltar's. “Stand up.” Lee did as he was told, hoping this was the end of the ordeal. “Now... Strip.” The President's order was not followed. The other man stood there, his mouth slightly agape, trying to hold on to the last shred of dignity he had. “Oh come on... You were doing so well! Don't tell me your not enjoying this.”

“I'm not.”

The denial caused Gaius to chuckle. “Well your erection tells a different story, Commander.” Lee looked down to see a rather large bulge. He'd gone rock hard, and that was something he couldn't deny. His face went red and he instinctively moved his hands to cover the tent in his trousers. “Strip, let's see it.” He sighed, there was no turning back. He began undoing his clothing, pulling the blue uniform up and over his head, revealing a physique fit for a god. He stood, looking at Baltar for a moment, who had a grin on his face. “Continue. I like what I'm seeing so far.” He reached down to unfasten his boots, but Baltar stopped him. “No. Leave the boots on. Pull your trousers down over them.” Lee looked at him with a look of confusion, wondering if he was joking. His face said he wasn't. He stood up again and unfastened his belt, before turning away from Baltar and pulling his trousers and boxers down, and off. He threw them to one side and, with a sigh, turned to face the President.

“Well... You are a big boy Apollo.” Gaius stared for a moment, taking in the beautiful sight before him. Lee stood, arms behind his back, dick standing at full attention, throbbing, now needing release. He wanted to turn away again, but stopped himself. His body was perfect in Baltar's eyes. It's how he'd imagine the perfect man. “Take care of your body Commander.” He smirked. “If you ever do anything to ruin it, it'll be a crime against humanity.” Lee was feeling pretty ruined already, but he kept his thoughts to himself. Gaius reached out, taking hold of his cock, running his thumb over the head and smearing pre-cum around the slit. He wrapped his hand around it, getting a good grip and pulled down roughly towards his balls, pulling the foreskin back. Lee gasped as Baltar stroked him a few times, slowly, before moving his mouth down and closer to his plaything. He pulled the foreskin back once again, before taking the head into his mouth and sucking hard. He was met with moans and shivers as pleasure washed over his prey. He moved his mouth off Lee's member long enough to say “Now you can't deny that you like that.” He looked up to see the man with his eyes closed tight. He simply smiled, moving to get to work again.

The Pegasus Commander was quite surprised by how good Baltar was at this considering it was supposedly his first time. But then the President did have a reputation as a ladies man, one that Lee had never quite understood before, so maybe he was just doing what he liked having done to himself? It certainly gave the Commander insight into how Baltar liked to be blown. He was moving his tongue around Lee's exposed and very sensitive head, before moving his mouth further down and licking the shaft, repeating the process again, and again, and again, making him feel so gods-damn good. Gaius didn't make any attempts to deep-throat him, which Lee found a little unfair considering what he had been forced to do before, but he couldn't complain. He didn't get many blow jobs nowadays, and the President was doing a great job. All of a sudden it stopped, and Gaius gripped his cock again, before moving his head down between the stud's legs. He began stroking him again as he took his balls into his mouth and began sucking.

Lee felt like he was in the Fields of Elysium. He gasped and moaned, thrusting his slick and throbbing cock into the willing hand while his balls were licked and sucked by the talented man below. One of his hands now ran through Baltar's hair as a sign of approval. This was bliss. He'd spent too many nights alone recently, even since he'd started going out with Dualla. Too many nights with only his hand for company. His thrusts became faster and more erratic. “I'm gonna cum!”

With that, Baltar immediately stopped sucking and gripped tightly at the base of Lee's shaft. “You don't get to climax until I do Commander.” He sat back in his chair, moving his hands behind his head once again, after wiping them on Lee's uniform nearby. “Now, get back on your knees and suck me.” The chiselled man before him stood panting, shaking, seriously pissed and oh-so-hard. “Touch yourself before I finish, and your career in the fleet will be over, I'll make sure of it.”

Apollo couldn't believe it, Gaius had given him the blow job of a lifetime just to torment him. Well, actually he could believe it, but still. It wasn't fair. None of this was. He dropped to his knees, finding himself with a cock thrust between his lips the moment he did. “Suck it”. The sooner he finished Gaius off, the sooner he could finish himself, so he complied. He tried to do the same things that had been done to him just before, licking around the head and down the shaft. He still found himself feeling uncomfortable with a dick in his mouth though. Baltar was big, he must have been about 7 or 8 inches, and thicker than Lee too. It was a difficult fit, but he could just about manage it. Every so often, Baltar would thrust his shaft into the back of Lee's throat, causing him to gag again. “That's it... Take it deep...”

Unluckily for for his prey, Baltar's experience with the ladies meant he could last a long time without climaxing. Though he had to admit, the sight of the great Apollo on his knees and giving his best attempt at a blow job was extremely hot. Lee eventually made his own go at deep throating Baltar, hoping to finish him off more quickly. Gaius laughed as the stud gagged on his shaft, but Lee tried again and again, until he finally managed to take it all the way down, and finally stuck his tongue out to lick Baltar's balls as he had done before. “Oh, your a good little cock sucker Commander, very good. You've got real talent.” Lee continued licking at the two heavy balls, his throat making strange sounds as the engorged head of the President's cock throbbed and coated it with pre-cum. He eventually moved up the shaft until only the head was in his mouth, before making another attempt to deep throat the man. This continued for a few minutes, until he began growing tired.

Gaius pulled out of Lee's mouth, leaving a trail of spit and pre-cum between the young man's mouth and the slit. He slapped Lee's face a few times with his wet cock, before pulling back the foreskin and rubbing the slick head across his cheeks and his beautiful, soft lips. “Yes... Do you like the taste Commander?”

Lee paused for a moment, before replying. “Yes, Mr. President...”

Baltar rubbed his cock down the middle of Lee's face one last time, slowly painting a line from the man's forehead, down his nose, and across his lips and chin, before giving his next orders. “Stand up, bend over the desk. I'm going to frak you”

“Yes sir, Mr. President.” Lee complied hurriedly. He bent over the large wooden desk, placing his hands out in front of him.

“That's it... Spread your legs... Ass in the air...” The younger man got into position as he had been told to, ready to be taken for the first time. Baltar stood behind him, eyeing up the beautiful toned ass that was practically being laid out for him on a silver platter. He leaned over, pushing two fingers into the man's mouth, and moving them between the soft, parted lips. Lee sucked, getting them as wet as he could, knowing that sucking Baltar's fingers would only make things easier for him in the coming minutes, despite being highly degrading.

After a short while of sucking and licking, the fingers were pulled away from Lee's mouth. He wanted more time, but he wasn't the one setting the rules here. Baltar reached down between the stud's stomach and the desk below, running his fingers over the head of his cock and collecting some of Lee's own pre-cum for the mix of lubricant. “That should make things even easier... and hotter” Gaius said with a smirk. The young man below simply moaned in response. Baltar brought his fingers to Lee's ass, slowly circling the hole and getting it wet and ready before forcing both fingers deep inside. Apollo cried out at the intrusion, but the fingers were just shoved deeper. “You're so tight...” Gaius couldn't believe he had one of, if not the hottest guy in the fleet, a straight man who was a hit with the ladies, bent over with his legs spread wide and his ass up in the air and ready to be pounded. He thanked god that he had the man laid out in front of him. Well, he thanked himself at least. If he hadn't been persistent this never would of happened.

He forced the fingers in and out of Lee's hole, working up a rhythm and spitting down the man's ass every now and then. He finished up, and placed the blunt head of his cock at Lee's entrance, but found it was still too tight. “Frak.” He opened a draw and pulled out some lube, coating his hand with it, before stroking his dick.

Lee looked back to Gaius as the bottle was placed on the table. “What the... You've got lube!?”

“Of course I have. I'm Gaius Baltar.” With that, he shoved three fingers up Apollo's ass, causing him to roll his eyes and bite his lip hard. Baltar continued to prepare him for another few minutes, alternating between scissoring and forcefully finger-fraking the man, adding a fourth finger somewhere along the line until his hole was ready and waiting. “Second time lucky...” Baltar lined his dick up once again, pushing harder than the last time and finally managing to enter Lee. “Frak yes!” The other man cried out as he was taken for the first time, but Gaius spanked his ass hard. “Shut up, we don't want any unwanted attention.”

“We're alone on the ship!” Lee cried out. “No one's going to fraking hear us!”

Gaius laughed. “I know. I just wanted an excuse to smack your ass. Not that I really need one any more...” With that, he spanked Lee again and thrust forward, impaling the man fully until his pubes tickled Lee's ass and their balls slapped together. Lee screamed again, finding this new intrusion even harder to adapt to. He stuck his fist in his mouth, chewing on his knuckles, but moaned once again as Baltar reached between them and took hold of their balls, squeezing and rubbing them together with his fingers. “Do you like that?” asked Gaius. Not receiving any reply, he squeezed harder, and slapped Lee's ass once again. “I said, do you like that?”

“Yes sir Mr. President!” Lee was telling the truth. The touch of balls against sweaty balls was causing his neglected cock to throb even more between his stomach and the desk. Gaius smiled, and began moving, pulling back slowly before snapping his hips forward, all the while fondling the two pairs of balls in his grasp. He eventually let go, moving one hand to Lee's shoulder and the other to his waist as he thrust into him, speed and force increasing with every stroke.

“Ah... So tight... So fraking tight...” It wasn't the first time Gaius had taken someone up the ass, but none of the girls he had done it with compared to this. Having Lee Adama bent over beneath him was something he would never forget. “Take it like a Viper Pilot, Apollo.” Lee was grabbing the desk tight, holding on for dear life as the President rocked into him. He bit his lip as Gaius hit something inside him, and the pain turned to pleasure as the spot was hit again. He moaned his approval to the man behind him, who smirked and made a point of aiming for that spot.

“Gaius... Please... Please... Please” Lee begged with every thrust, causing Baltar to speed up until he was well and truly pounding his ass. “...Frak me...” He was getting into it now... Actually enjoying being taken this way. The lust, the sweat, the other man's hands on him, owning him... it was so primal and punishing. It was perfect. Baltar thrust a little while longer, before pulling out of his willing hole with a wet popping sound.

“Get up and turn around Commander.” Lee did as he was told, pushing himself up from the surface he'd been fraked into mere seconds before, turning around and feeling shocked as Gaius forced his lips on his own, shoving his tongue into his mouth. Lee accepted, wrapping his arms around his President and allowing him to frak his mouth with his tongue, their stiff cocks and heavy balls rubbing together, sharing each others sweat and pre-cum. He reached round, grabbing handfuls of ass through Gaius' trousers, hoping he would get to ride it eventually. He was soon pushed backwards onto the desk, legs rising into the air, grabbed by firm hands and pushed closer to his chest as Baltar shoved his dick inside once again.

That spot inside him was soon being struck again, Baltar finding it much quicker this time. Lee made sounds expected of a common slut, not of a Battlestar Commander, begging for more, and begging to be allowed to touch himself. His cock was slapping against his stomach as he was pounded, pre-cum pooling on his abs. He was not aware of the beautiful blonde Cylon, who appeared to stand behind him to Baltar.

Gaius watched. The woman appeared to reach down and stroke a hand down Lee's cheek as he was being taken hard from behind, crying 'Baltar', 'Sir', 'Gaius' and 'Mr. President' in rotation. Her eyes switched from Apollo to Gaius, a smile across her face making her look both seductive and predatory at the same time. “You've done it Gaius.” She turned back to the man lying below her. “Done what no other man could do.” She smirked. “This was even less likely than you becoming President. Think of what else you can do now.”

Baltar's focus switched back to Lee, panting and gasping his name on the desk. He began to pound into him harder once again, a renewed sense of want, wanting to claim the man, wanting to show him who was boss and wanting to make him his bitch. “Yeah, fraking take it you little bitch. Take it like the whore you are. You like that don't you? You like your President shoving his big, juicy cock up your tight virgin hole.”

“Yes... Sir... Mr... President...” Lee gasped out, trying to brace himself on the desk as he was fraked harder and faster than before, well and truly nailed into the table. Baltar took Lee's painfully neglected dick firmly in hand, stroking the slick shaft up and down, rubbing his thumb over the head.

“Cum for me. Now.” And Lee did. With a moan, he shot a creamy load bigger than any in living memory. Strings of sweet jizz covered his chest and face, Baltar having angled his cock to get the best results possible. The other man's climax brought Gaius over the edge, and he buried himself balls-deep in Lee's ass, shooting his own big load inside him, claiming him. He finished, collapsing on top of his prey, the two panting almost in unison. Baltar eventually pushed himself up on his elbows, looking into the eyes of the man he had just fucked. He began licking the cum off Lee's face, off his cheek first, then his chin, then the man's beautiful soft lips.

He moved back between Lee's legs, getting down on his knees and admiring the red-raw hole which he'd just abused. He noticed the other man had his eyes closed, panting in the bliss following his orgasm. He pulled out a camera from one of his draws, taking a picture of Lee. He was all splayed out and hot for it, cum dripping out of his ass with his legs spread wide, cock still standing in the air, throbbing and at full attention. Before the Commander could do anything about it, Baltar had taken the picture and put the camera away.

“What the... Please don't show anyone...”

Gaius laughed, falling to his knees again. “Don't worry, I won't. It'll be for my own personal use, unless of course you refuse to come back again...”

Apollo breathed a sigh of relief, filled with feelings of both anger and excitement that this would be happening again. “I won't Mr. President...”

“Good. That's what I expected.” He stuck his tongue into Lee's ass, collecting his own cum out of the abused hole and causing the man to throw his head back and roll his eyes in pleasure. Lee could now see why he was such a hit with the ladies. He was big, he rode you like a horse, and above all he managed to make you feel loved and oh-so-frakin dirty at the same time. He continued licking and sucking at the tender hole until he had as much cum as possible in his mouth. He was soon crawling up the desk back to Lee, a seductive look in his eyes. He forced the mess in his mouth into the other man's, making Lee taste his own cum, Baltar's cum, and his own ass all in one. Lee, despite being a little disgusted, accepted. Realising Gaius wasn't going to stop kissing him until he ate his cum, he swallowed. “Taste good?”

“Not particularly...” Gaius laughed, pulling himself away. Apollo was recovering from his high and was starting to get back to his old self.

“Clean up and get dressed...” he tucked his cock back into his trousers. “I'll expect you to report your hot body back here next time your down on New Caprica.”


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“Lee!”

Frak. It wasn't the first time Gaius had shouted out the wrong persons name when he came, but it was without a doubt the most embarrassing. The redhead looked at him for a moment, before rising up off of his erection and picking up her clothes. He watched her as she dressed before walking out, not saying a word.

“That didn't go down well.” A very smug Six sat in the chair near his bed, watching as his hard-on slowly disappeared. “I don't think she was too impressed Gaius...”

“Oh really? I hadn't noticed...”

Six moved gracefully towards him and sat on the bed. She lay next to him, running her fingers through his hair. “Don't worry. I'm sure the good Commander will be back down to the surface soon... and I'm sure he'll be as obedient as last time... “ Her lips curled into a wicked smile. “And until then, there's always Starbuck's friend... What's he called?”

“Samuel Anders.” Gaius moved his hands behind his head once more and sighed. What a threesome that would be.