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Summary:
A little fun at the carnival for the boys.
Disclaimer:
Paramount/Viacom owns the boys. I borrowed them only for some fun. No money-making, no offence 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 the idea that
two boys love each other, then look
elsewhere for your entertainment. English is not my native language, so please be patient with my mistakes. Isla did
a really great job to correct my mistakes. My deepest gratitude to her.
Greywolf did also a great job to editing this. Thanks to him, too. For all
remaining errors, blame me. This was my first story written in English.
Recently,
I watched a gay-lesbian carnival-session on TV. In the crowd were two guys in
Star Trek uniforms. That brought me to some fantasies about a certain captain
and his first officer.
Here
it is for you. This is also a response to my own "carnival" challenge
earlier this year on asceml.
“Jim." Spock looked very uncomfortable, standing in the entry and
observing the colourful crowd in the big hall before them. "Are you
certain that this is what you wish to do?"
"Take it easy, Spock!" Kirk smiled at his first officer.
"It's time for carnival. Let's have some
fun."
Spock glanced doubtfully at his odd costume. When Jim had asked him to spend
their shore leave on Earth together, he
had agreed as usual. He wished to spend as much time as possible with Jim, but now he had some doubts.
Perhaps attending this particular event was not a good idea after all.
They were into the city of Cologne on the river Rhine. Jim had told him
about the old carnival traditions in some parts of former Germany. Jim had
described funny shows, big parties, a lot of kisses and flirting and had said
that this sometimes led to more sexual activities. No obligations, just fun.
Spock knew Jim well enough to know that this was how Jim liked to spend his shore leave. He was sure that Jim
would soon find more appropriate company than Spock for such activities: female
of course. Spock wasn't in the mood to observe Jim's
"mating-rituals." He knew it
would hurt him. It always had since he had known Jim.
*Oh Jim. Why couldn't you love me?*
*************
Jim observed his friend with some trepidation. He had hoped to have some
fun during his shore leave, and, of course, he would enjoy it even more with
Spock at his side. He had also hoped that Spock would relax and not be so very
super-Vulcan all the time. Maybe with some luck Spock could come a little bit
closer to Jim. As he looked at Spock's stiff Vulcan figure by his side, he had
his doubts.
*Maybe this isn't a good idea, James T. You must have known that Spock
wouldn't like a lot of people around him and all the touching and swaying and
flirting.* But now, it was too late. They were here and had to make the best of
it.
"Spock, please relax. No one will bite. Just let's enjoy the
session. I'm sure it will be fun.
Tomorrow we'll go to the big procession on the streets. When I was a
kid, I was here with Sam and Dad on one of his rare holidays that he spent with
us, and we really had a lot of fun.
They threw a lot of chocolates and candies out of the cars. We got more
candy than we usually did on Halloween."
And Bones isn't here, he added in his mind, to remind me to stay on my
diet right now.
"Is this costume really necessary?" Spock glanced down at his
body again; it was covered in a big and very colourful jacket all in red,
yellow, pink, and green.
"I'm sorry, Spock, but these were the only two that I could get,
and that one fits you better than it would me.
And, of course, this is a costume session, so everybody has to be
dressed in this way." Kirk smiled
again. He himself was wearing a
marvellous costume like an Arabian prince.
Spock, however, looked like a clown.
Of course, with his height and air of dignity Spock looked like a very
elegant clown.
The king and his fool. Kirk
smiled, musing over the implications in these costumes. No, Spock isn't my fool. He is my best
friend and I wish he could be more. But
that is, unfortunately, only a dream.
He gave his first officer a slight push. "Let's take our seats. The show will start soon."
Spock nodded. "As you wish,
Jim."
"Try to participate a little bit in the atmosphere. You should
enjoy observing us crazy humans with
our old rituals."
Kirk grabbed Spock's arm and pulled him behind him as he eagerly began
to look for their seats.
********
Half an hour later, Jim Kirk was just as eager to immediately leave the
hall.
*How could this happen, James T.? Out of all of the carnival sessions in
Cologne you had to pick the gay one.*
He hadn't known this as he bought the tickets for the "pink
session." He had forgotten that
the colour of pink formerly was recognized as the colour chosen by gays to
symbolize their lifestyle. But from the moment he saw the first
performers
entering the stage and recognized that one was a man dressed as a woman,
he knew that this was the last place on the whole Earth or perhaps in the whole
universe that he wanted to be right now with Spock standing next to him.
Not that Jim had any objections against homosexuals or
transvestites. On the contrary, he
would have enjoyed the show and perhaps some "activities" afterwards
if he were only alone here and not with his prudish, innocent Vulcan friend.
Suddenly the air felt very hot for Kirk. On the other side of the big table at which they were seated, two
guys were swaying and kissing passionately. The male on the stage, performing
an old very sexy carnival-dance, had left very little to everyone's imagination
because of the shortness of his skirt. A young
man from the neighbouring table, dressed as a pirate, smiled seductively
at Kirk. The air felt thick
with sex and lust. Jim felt his own cock stiffen in response to the heat
of passion around him.
*Oh, what will Spock think of all this? I've told him of all the
flirtings, one-night stands, and loose affairs during the carnival. If he thinks that I would "drag him
away for one
night," I will lose him as
my friend immediately and forever. He would probably leave the Enterprise as
soon as possible. I can't let this happen.*
Kirk turned around. They must get out of here before something horrible
happened, before Spock could recognize where they were, and before Spock got
this all wrong in his mind.
"Let's go, Spock! You're right: this isn't fun."
But the Vulcan shook his head energetically. "I find this fascinating, please, let us stay."
Kirk turned back to the stage and sighed resigned to his destiny.
************
No force in the whole universe could make Spock wish to leave right
now. His thoughts were whirling in his
head once he recognized that the performers
-- and probably most of the audience -- were homosexuals.
*Why has Jim brought me here?
What does he wish to tell me with this?
Does he know about my feelings for him?
Can he return them? Or is he
only searching for one of those loose affairs of which he told me earlier? I never thought that Jim
would be interested in a man.*
Spock did not know how to react.
*Shall I start flirting with Jim myself? It would be wonderful to
be with him, even if it was only for one night. But what then? Will we be
friends after, or will I destroy our friendship? I cannot risk this, but
can I risk losing this chance?*
Spock longingly admired Jim's strong shoulders. His mind showed him some very vivid pictures, as he began to imagine where
eventually this evening could lead. *I
will pull Jim out of his costume, very slowly, then I will kiss every inch of
his skin until he is fully aroused.*
Spock involuntarily licked his lips as he day-dreamed further. *Then I
will go to my knees and take his wonderful pink penis in my mouth. I will suck
him until he comes, and then I will carry him to the bed and ask his permission
to penetrate him, and then
I will show him how much I love
him. Eventually Jim can return my
feelings and we ...*
Spock stopped his secret imaginings as he recognized their effects on
him. Suddenly, his pants were very tight on his groin. His arousal and the effects of the alcohol
that Jim had encouraged him to drink
inspired him to make a decision that he
probably never would have made
under other circumstances
Jim almost jumped out of his seat as two strong arms were Wrapped around
his shoulders, holding him tight and swaying him Forward and backward.
He struggled for air, then asked: "Spock -- what do you think
you're doing?"
"I am participating in the atmosphere, as you instructed me to do
earlier. The audience is invited to
sway with their neighbours, so I am doing so." He drew Kirk even closer into his arms, as he stood up like the
rest of the audience.
**************
Kirk almost got a shock as he felt Spock's straining erection pressing
against his back. *Spock is a
touch-telepath, has he read my thoughts? Will he hate me for this?*
Reluctantly and fearfully, Jim turned his head to look into his Vulcan
friend's face.
But what he saw brought a smile to his face. All of the love and passion Spock had for him showed in Spock's eyes. Jim knew immediately
that coming here was not a bad idea after all.
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