Series: ST TOS

Pairing: Kirk, McCoy, K/f (Carol Marcus) impl.

Rating: R

Warnings: Humour

Feedback: tlen11@freenet.de

Summary: A dirty talk between Captain and CMO, inspired once by the affair of an certain German tennis-player.


Disclaimer: The characters in this story don’t belong to me. I only borrowed them for some fun. No moneymaking, no violation of copyrights are intended. The story is mine and it is just fanfiction. If you are under age, please stay away. If you have a problem with this topic, then look elsewhere for your entertainment. English is not my native language, so please be patient with my mistakes. Thanks to Lady Charena for the beta. For all remaining errors, blame me.




Recently in Leonard McCoy’s cabin:


"Jim, you keep telling everyone that you are gay."


"Yes, Bones, that’s correct."


"And that you never would fuck with a woman."


"Of course never. I just find women... igitt."


"But, why then, by all space spirits, does Carol Marcus claim she has a son from you?"


"This happened so, Bones: I was on shore leave and, for once, wanted to go party properly. And I was in this bar. You know ... a bar with all guys in female clothes. At least so I thought. I had already drunk quiet a bit as she began flirting with me. I thought she was like I… a guy in dress, you know. She must have set anything in motion to get pregnant from a famous person like me.”


"But haven’t you noticed anything, as you...?"


"I was too drunk for realising it, Bones. First she gave me a blow-job. All I can say about it is wow. has for me, only once, I only can one say, wow, I would bet today that she hadn’t swallowed the seed but conserved is somehow for further use. And as she then was riding on me…  till I finally had realised I was in the wrong hole is was already too late.“