Title: Time Out
Author/pseudonym: Melrae
Email address: melrae@hotmail.com
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Ford/Krieg
Status: NEW
Parts: One
Date: June 10, 1998
Archive: Yes, if there is a SeaQuest archive
Archive author: Melrae
Archive emailaddress: melrae@hotmail.com
Series/Sequel: Nope, not gonna happen
Other website: http://member.tripod.com/~Melrae
Disclaimers: I don't own them. I can't remember who owns them. Please don't sue me.
Notes: don't know
Summary: Not gonna tell
Warnings: UNBETAED
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Commander Jonathan Ford was livid. First being rousted out of bed to retrieve Krieg who was in a brig on the mainland because of some sort of misunderstanding involving God knows what. Then Seaquest got an emergency assignment and he had to take a shuttle to the main land. Now the Seaquest was hours away, the engine on the shuttle had broken down, and it would be hours before Seaquest can retrieve them.
Normally Ford wouldn't mind and he'd just ignore Ben but lately, he'd been having dreams. Erotic dreams that had totally confused him. Not that he had anything against homosexual couples. It was just that he never saw himself that way. He'd always gone after women. Those dreams though. Jonathan stifled a moan as some of the more explicit visions replayed in his mind. Ford sneaked a glance at Krieg, who was impatiently pacing in the shuttle.
"Krieg, just sit down and wait." Jonathan said from his seat, trying to ignore the way Ben filled out the civilian clothes he was wearing from his mainland visit.
"I can't do that sir." Krieg said looking down at the floor, the walls any were but him.
"Fine, what was it that you were hauled in for anyway." Ford asked trying to past the time and looking through the bag that he had brought with him. Krieg didn't answer him. He was sure he had a book in here somewhere. Then he felt the glossy pages of a magazine Jonathan didn't remember putting in there. Since Krieg was pacing in the back and unnaturally avoiding him. Around Seaquest Krieg was always in the middle of what ever was going on morale wise and everyone in the crew knew that Krieg could get his hands on anything they needed. Jonathan pulled out the magazine and was momentarily stunned. It was a magazine full of photos of naked men. This magazine wasn't unopened either. The picture that Jonathan was looking at was a very close match for him, a very close match well inside the magazine carefully folded over.
'He want's me.' Jonathan thought stunned for a second as all of the pieces fell into place. Jonathan took one last look at the magazine and walked over to where Ben was practically bouncing off the walls with nervous frustration. 'I'm going to fix that.' Then Jonathan stopped. He had no idea how to make love to a man. 'Just do what you'd do with a woman.' Said a corner of his mind. Made sense, Jonathan thought, but first to get his attention.
Jonathan walked directly to Ben, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and led him to the wall until Ben was standing against it. Looking directly into Ben's eyes for the first time in a while he saw the hungry look mirroring his own feelings. Jonathan decided that he was going to lead this dance, placed his lips on Ben's, and pressed firmly.
It was different than kissing a woman, not much and very much as enjoyable. Jonathan thought as his tongue went past his lips to lick at Ben's lips to work its way inside Ben's mouth. Slowly like a flower opening his mouth opened slightly and Jonathan eagerly entered and explored every inch of his hot mouth. Somewhere Jonathan heard moaning but he wasn't sure if it was him or Ben.
Ben's hand had gone from limp at his sides to around Jonathan's waist. Now Ben was eagerly trying to push his body and Jonathan's closer together. Jonathan decided that they needed a bit more room to maneuver so he reluctantly broke the kiss. Leaning his forehead against Ben's both men panting, trying to regain some much-needed air.
"Come on," Jonathan said huskily pulling and dragging gently at Ben taking him towards the small sleeping space in the rear of the shuttle. Looking into his eyes asking for and receiving permission and a small nod as well. Jonathan put Ben on the cot and lay on top of him kneeling between Ben's legs with a hand on each side of Ben's head. Jonathan leaned in and kissed him again and immediately thrusting his tongue inside his mouth. Balancing carefully, he began to remove Ben's shirt. Caressing each inch of revealed skin noting which touches brought moans or gasps or no reaction. Jonathan reluctantly left the addicting mouth and nipped, kissed and suckled his way over Ben's jaw, and neck spending a lot of time licking where Ben's shoulder and neck met bringing moans and gasps from him. Slowly Jonathan made his way to Ben's nipples stopping occasionally to thoroughly kiss and explore each place that brought a change in reaction from his hands gauging the different reactions in his new lover.
When Jonathan reached Ben's nipples he slowly caressed them to hard nubs with his fingers and then circled one with the tip of his tongue lightly, barely touching. Increasing the pressure with each rotation before suddenly pressing his mouth over the entire nipple and sucking hard dragging moans and groans from Ben.
"Ohhhh." Ben moaned as his back arched increasing the pressure on his nipple.
Jonathan swiftly released the nipple and removed both of their clothes, also removing a familiarly shaped tube from Ben's pocket, before giving the other nipple the same treatment. He looked at Ben's face and was amazed at the passion and arousal he saw there. Ben looked at him, "I want you in me, Jonathan."
Jonathan moaned from deep within his soul and began to kiss his way toward Ben's erect and weeping cock. When he reached it he tentatively touched the tip of it with the tip of his tongue and had his first taste of another man's come. Since he didn't immediately throw up or feel sick to his stomach, he had another taste using more and more of his tongue each time. While Ben was thrashing his head back and forth on the bed. Jonathan prepared a finger with the lube he had retrieved from Ben's pants. Gently and carefully, he pressed his finger into Ben's tight opening rotating his finger loosing the ring of muscle. Ben relaxed quickly from all of the foreplay and soon Jonathan was using two and then three fingers. All while exploring Ben's cock with his mouth.
When Jonathan thought Ben couldn't take anymore he lubed his cock and pressed it against Ben's opening. There was little resistance since Ben was relaxed. Jonathan still entered slowly, he released a breath he didn't know he was holding after the head of his cock pushed past the tight ring of muscle of Ben's anus. Jonathan waited a moment only pushing forward after he felt Ben's body accept him. He wanted to make this so good for him. Jonathan pushed slowly in an inch or so then pulled out until only the head of his cock was inside then pushing forward again adding a little more of his cock to the length inside of Ben. Soon all of Jonathan's cock was in Ben; he stopped and savored the moment. Ben then grabbed his shoulders and looked directly into his eyes. "Damn it, stop being gentle and fuck me. I'm not gonna break. Do it."
Jonathan pulled out almost all the way and pushed in one firm stroke and then out again steadily increasing the speed. One hand went from Ben's hips to stroke his weeping cock. Soon Ben was bucking up into Jonathan's hand and down hard impaling himself on Jonathan's cock. "Oh yeah, Ben, fuck yourself on my cock." Jonathan moaned, then he felt Ben's cock grow a fraction harder and the internal muscles of his body start convulsing around him tightly. "That's it Ben come for me." Jonathan said as Ben's orgasm wrenched his own from his body. Jonathan collapsed to the side pulling out of Ben's body.
Both men lay gasping for breath, sweat soaked. Each wondering what changes this would bring to their relationship.
THE END