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Leonard finally settled in. He was sitting on the sofa, only wearing a t-shirt and his boxers, holding a glass of half-way decent bourbon in his left hand. He wasn't expecting his roommate until the next day. Jim had been convinced that he had a sure thing with this new girl, a date, which he intended to take 'all the way'. So McCoy had decided to let loose, just a little. After all, he didn't have any classes in the morning and no shift at the ER tonight. A little booze, a little privacy... a little porn. It all sounded really, really good.
He started the holovid, sipped the alcohol, the burn in his throat feeling divine. Small, simple pleasures he had almost forgotten. Leonard barely had enough time to think period, and thinking about sex was a luxury he usually could not afford. Between the Academy and the hospital, McCoy had no time for serious romantic entanglements, and one-night stands left him dissatisfied, so he had pretty much given up trying. Of course, Jim seemed bent on reminding him that there was such a thing as a healthy sex life out there. How the kid found time to bed so many girls as he aced all his command track classes was still a bit of a mystery to Leonard. Sure, Jim was incredibly clever and seemed to have unlimited supplies of energy. He was also admittedly very handsome. Those blue eyes, that mouth, that body...Yeah, who wouldn't want James T. Kirk in their bed? Leonard tried to put thoughts of Jim aside to focus on the video.
It was pretty straightforward. Nothing very kinky. Just good old fashioned human smut. Not the stuff Jim liked to push on him now and again. It was all fine, but tonight Leo wasn't interested in finding out what a certain species of alien could do in bed, he wanted to be reminded of what normal was. Leonard ignored the cheesy banter and concentrated on appraising the so-called actors.
The pretty girl in the blue Starfleet nurse uniform had long brown hair, brown eyes and pale skin. The man on her right was wearing a mock red Starfleet shirt. He had Asian features, with long black hair, shiny and smooth, hanging to the middle of his back in a loose pony tail. He had pretty almond shaped dark eyes. Leonard guessed, no, hoped, that the rest of his body would be as attractive as his face. The other man was bit older and taller, wearing fake command gold on his wide muscular shoulders. He had pale blue eyes and short blond hair. Good. It was all good.
Minutes later, two of the leads were taking each other's clothes off. McCoy wasn't disappointed when the woman's natural breasts were revealed, or when he saw the Asian man's slim body and perfect velvety tanned skin. Leo took another sip of his drink and let his right hand drift down his abdomen. Shit, he was already rock hard. The last time he had a chance to jerk off was in the shower two days ago. He doubted he'd be able to last very long. Maybe he'd be able to go twice. Yeah, maybe. He slipped his hand beneath the elastic band of his underwear and...
The door swooshed open and Jim stumbled in, obviously drunk. Leo froze, drink in one hand, cock in the other. Jim's unfocused eyes swept the scene in front of him, zeroed in on the drink, then on his friend's obvious erection, then he turned his head and saw the holovid.
“Bones, I...” Jim started as he took his leather jacket off and let it fall to the floor. “Sorry...” He took two steps forward, looked again at Leo, who was just starting to remember how to breathe. “I'd ask you if the porn's any good, but uh...” Jim nodded towards Leonard's crotch “ I think I already know your answer.”
And he fucking grinned. And he fucking sat down next to Leo as if this was all business as usual.
Now they were both watching the movie. Jim because he was genuinely interested and Leo because he didn't want to look at Jim. The girl and the Asian man were making out on the bed. The other man, the 'captain', was still fully dressed, sitting on a chair, telling them what to do.
“Threesome? Good choice. I do enjoy the classics too, you know.” Jim said enthusiastically.
“Dammit Jim, what are you doing here? Can't a man have some privacy? What happened to that sure thing?” McCoy growled, his wits coming back about him enough to finally scold his unpredictable roommate.
“Oh, you know, she got pissed at me. She saw me flirting with the bartender and she dumped me. So I had a few shots, until the bartender cut me off and...here I am.” Jim explained, slurring a few of the words.
“You flirted with the bartender while on a date?” The 'you idiot' was strongly implied.
Jim shrugged. “I got free drinks out of it.”
McCoy rolled his eyes. He finally recovered control of his limbs. He tried to slowly remove his right hand from inside his boxers, but stopped midway as Jim leaned over and reached across Leo's lap to steal the glass of liquor. He took a sip with an air of defiance, the patented Kirk look that had launched a dozen bar brawls. Leo could tell Jim was trying to get a rise out of him. He did not give him the satisfaction.
Jim, still acting like this was normal, seemed intent on ignoring the elephant in the room. After he swallowed his sip, he simply handed the glass back over to Leonard who just blinked at it. Jim's gaze flicked from the glass to Leo's crotch again. It stayed there. Leo snatched the drink back, hoping it would hide the fact that his cock had twitched under the young man's scrutiny.
“Whoa, Bones. I didn't know you were hiding all this in your pants...” Jim said, impressed by the size of his roommate's erection. So much for ignoring the elephant, McCoy thought, bitterly.
Leonard was always very discreet about his personal life. He was also very modest about his body, except for his surgeon hands, which he boasted about every chance he got. Jim had never seen him naked. He'd only seen him freshly showered, with a towel round his waist, so he'd never seen his dick. Jim always thought Bones had a great body, but this... Jim licked his lips.
“For God's sake, Jim!” Leo finally found the courage to move his hand even though Jim was still staring. “Stop. Staring. Dammit,” he barked with a menacing glare.
“Fine, fine...” Jim's attention switched back to the movie. The 'captain' had joined the others on the bed now. He had just let go of the girl to kiss the younger man.
“Oh...” Jim whispered, eyes wide when he saw the man on man action. “That kind of threesome, Bones?” and he turned and flashed a wicked smile at Leo. The pieces of the puzzle were falling into place in Jim's mind, and when an idea hatched in his head, he simply could not ignore it. There was no way Jim would leave the room without scratching that particular itch.
Leonard sighed. “Yeah, Jim. That kind. Is that a problem? Good. Leave me alone. Go to bed, pass out, drop dead. Something,” McCoy said, hoping Jim would not insist.
“Why, Bones?” Jim was watching the holovid again. “This is...hot. I wanna see how it ends,” Jim said, as if he had been drawn in by the plot. And with that he rubbed his right palm over the growing bulge of his jeans. Now, it was Leo's turn to stare.
Truthfully, Jim was more turned on by the state in which he had found his roommate than the porn. He'd been curious about his friend's mating habits, or lack thereof. Finding out like this was setting Jim's blood on fire. Knowing that Bones was looking at his groin didn't help the matter at all. Or it helped a lot, depending on which way you looked at it.
“Go ahead, Bones. Stare as much as you want. I have no problem with that,” Jim said playfully.
Leo wasn't surprised by the remark, he already knew Jim was a show off, if not a straight up exhibitionist. He was very aware his eyes were glued to the young man's crotch, but he found it really hard to look away.
Jim pulled off his boots one at a time, then undid his pants and slid them down his legs. Soon, they were both only wearing a t-shirt and boxers.
McCoy couldn't believe this was happening. He was a private man who didn't care for shouting from the rooftops his exploits, his sexual orientation or the fact that he was indeed very well endowed. That was his own business. He also couldn't believe that he was still sitting on the sofa. He should have left, but he had stayed. Why? Partly out of stubbornness, he guessed, because Jim shouldn't get to ruin this rare moment of privacy for him, but mostly because he was undeniably turned on. Dammit. Jim staring, Jim commenting on the size of his cock, Jim finding two men making out hot, Jim palming his own erection two feet away. All these things had made McCoy grow even harder.
But Jim was his best friend, and he was very drunk, Leo tried to reason. Reluctantly, fighting the rush of lust that was rolling through him, Leonard started to get up, but Jim's hand landed on top of his right thigh, holding him in place.
“Stay, Bones...” Jim said, looking at him.
The warm touch felt like fire on Leo's skin and some of the heat transferred right to his groin. The little resolve he had gathered before getting up was quickly crumbling under Jim's insistence.
“Jim, I...” Leo started. Jim cut him off.
“Bones, just enjoy yourself for once, hmm?” Jim was staring at him with those incredibly blue eyes. He scooted closer to McCoy, until the side of their legs touched, skin on skin. Leonard finished his drink in one gulp. Jim removed his hand from Leo's lap, grabbed the bottle of bourbon off the coffee table and helpfully refilled the glass before casually returning his attention to the movie.
The girl was laying on her back, the Asian man's face buried between her legs, the other man's mouth was pressed against the young man ass, giving him an enthusiastic rim job.
“Damn, Bones, nice pick. You can tell a lot by a man's choice of porn,” Jim said, glancing at Leonard, who arched a questioning eyebrow.
“I knew you liked girls. But men?” Jim asked without waiting for Leonard's reply. “It's cool, you know. I mean... Did I mention that bartender was a dude?” And Jim turned just in time to see the stunned look on Leo's handsome face.
“You flirted with a man to get free drinks?” McCoy asked knowing full well that Jim was not above this kind of tactic.
“Of course not. I'm not a total whore. I flirted with him because he was hot. The drinks were a bonus.” Jim answered in all seriousness.
“So...” Leo's voice trailed. He took a large sip of bourbon, unable to form the words he wanted to say.
“So, once in a while a dude catches my eye. Yeah,” Jim said as he watched his roommate closely. The turmoil in the hazel eyes was plain to see, but there was heat there too, Jim was sure of it.
McCoy's head was spinning a little. Was it the booze, or was it that all the blood in his brain had drained into his crotch? Either way, he downed his drink with a bit of difficulty, his throat suddenly too narrow, and placed the empty lowball glass on the table.
As soon as he leaned back in the sofa, Jim pressed his forehead on Leonard's temple. McCoy's heart flip-flopped in his chest, his breath hitched and strong waves of heat crashed all through his body. Jim's arm snaked between the sofa and the small of Leo's back, making small jolts of excitement shoot up his spine. Leonard should have left. He did not want to leave.
McCoy allowed his eyes to sweep up and down Jim's body. The tight white t-shirt clung to Jim's fit body, the small bumps of his hardened nipples poking through the material, leaving very little to the imagination. The kid was gorgeous. Shit. Shit. Shit. Jim was so close, too close, and his warm breath tickled his ear and his skin...
“Let me... Please, Bones,” Jim whispered in his ear, making Leo shiver. “Let me do this for you. I want to.” Jim licked the shell of McCoy's ear. Leo was pretty sure that was the proverbial last straw, the one that broke the camel's back. And all four of its legs too.
“Jim...” Leo stammered, his cheeks burning.
“Shhh...” Jim hushed his roommate as his hand returned to Leo's leg, stroking his inner thigh. It crept higher still, inch by inch, over the fabric of the boxers. Yes. Please, touch me, Leo thought. He realized it might have been a mistake to deny his desires for so long. He was starved for contact, hungry for another person's touch. He had wound himself up so tightly that containing the pressure seemed impossible.
“Ah...Jim...” Leo moaned, when Jim pressed his palm on his clothed erection. Jim nuzzled into Leo's neck, breathing in his familiar smell, his fingers tracing the outline of McCoy's big cock with obvious delight.
“Fuck, Bones. Your dick's so big...I had no idea,” Jim slurred. “I dunno if it'd fit in my ass, but I'd love to try...” he added huskily.
The doctor's cock twitched at the suggestion. When had this become his life?
Jim's hand sneaked under Leo's t-shirt. After only seconds of feeling his roommate's flat abdomen, Jim got the strong urge to add visual to the tactile. He grabbed the hem of the shirt and tugged the garment up. And McCoy let him, because every shred of common sense he possessed seemed to have taken a trip to the next quadrant at warp speed.
Bones' shoulders were wide and his waist slim, his arms long and muscled. His almost completely hairless chest was broad and firm and his skin was a light golden shade. Under his navel, along the defined abs, a very slight trail of brown hairs disappeared into the tented boxers. Bones was fucking perfect.
“Shit, you look so fucking good...” Jim murmured.
Kirk put one arm around McCoy's shoulders, as his other hand slid over his friend's chest. His face was back into Leo's neck, he pressed his lips to it. He slipped his tongue out to lick a thin wet stripe there. Leo's pulse raced, he pressed his lips together, trying hard to be quiet. When Jim decided to bite his neck playfully, Leo was unable to contain a low growl that seemed to please Jim immensely.
“Yeah, that's it, Bones. Relax. Let me take care of you,” Jim said hoarsely against McCoy's cheek, the stubble prickling his lips. Jim's wandering hand moved lower and boldly slipped right inside the boxers.
Jim wrapped a rough hand around Leo's cock and squeezed. Leo swore and bucked in Jim's fist, desperate. He hadn't been touched like this in ages. Fuck, it felt so good. Jim didn't give him time to think. He started moving his fingers up and down, marveling at the shear size of the dick in his hand.
Loud noises and pants filtered through to Leo's ears. The movie. The long haired man was fucking the girl as she laid on her back, and the blond man was just about to shove his own cock into the young man's asshole. The cute Asian man moaned loudly as his asshole was filled to the brim. Oh, god.
Jim was relentless, sucking his ear lobe, nibbling at his neck and mumbling encouragements against his skin in a hushed voice. Jim licked along his jawline, kissed the corner of his mouth. Jim's lips were as soft and plush as they looked, and his breath smelled like bourbon and mint. Of course, Jim Kirk would taste like a fucking mint julep. He slipped his tongue in Leo's mouth, slowly and carefully, as if he was afraid to spook his roommate. Leonard tilted his head and his tongue met Jim's. He grasped a handful of short blond hair and pulled the young man even closer.
Heartened by the way Bones was returning his kiss, Jim moved his hand faster along his friend's thick shaft, smearing precum with his thumb each time he reached the top. McCoy was dazed, completely blinded by lust, falling apart like a teenager at the hands of his best friend. It felt amazing.
It quickly became all too much and Leonard was already over the point of no return. He closed his eyes and moaned into Jim's open mouth as he came, twitching in the young man's hand. Jim groaned and mumbled yeses against Bones' lips as he felt the large cock pulsing between his fingers. The release was incredible, Leo shook and shuddered as numerous spurts of semen, thick and hot, landed on his belly and all over Jim's fingers.
“Fuck. That was really hot, Bones. Did you like it?” Jim asked after a moment, groggily, his forehead pressed against Leo's. Even though Jim was very drunk, he was 100% sure that seeing Leonard McCoy come undone was the most thrilling thing he had witnessed in a long time.
McCoy, still breathless, looked down at the mess he had made, as if he needed physical proof. “Yeah, uh...I think I did.”
“Good. M' glad,” Jim mumbled and his head drooped on the doctor's shoulder like dead weight. Jim was on the verge of passing out. Bones sighed. He reverted to his role as 'the responsible one' once more, snatched his t-shirt from the floor, wiped the cum off his torso, and turned off the vid before dragging Jim to the bedroom.
He laid Jim on his bed and tried to pull the covers over him. Jim grabbed McCoy's wrist and tugged him down on the small bed.
“Sleep with me, please...” Jim mumbled, already half-asleep, but still hanging on tightly to Leonard's wrist.
Still caught in a dense afterglow fog, McCoy did not even try to protest. He laid down and nestled his back against Jim's chest. Within minutes, Jim's breath deepened and soon he was snoring softly. Leo was wide awake. He could feel Jim's skin on his, warm, soft and utterly tempting.
Jim loved to recount his sexual exploits in details, but he had never said a word about his attraction to the occasional guy. Maybe they were too few and far between. Why had Jim suddenly done this? Because he had figured out Leonard was bisexual? Had he caught Jim's eye without knowing? Or was it out of pity? Would Jim even remember?
Knowing he would not be able to sleep so close to Jim, Leonard got out of the young man's bed and found his own, right across the room. He slid between the cool sheets and listened to Jim's purr-like snore for a while. McCoy tried to imagine how it would have been if he'd been bolder. How would Jim's ass or cock feel in his hand? What would it feel like to fuck Jim's tight asshole? What sexy sounds would Jim make as he came? Would Jim be able to handle everything Leo had to offer?
Leonard did come again that night, his head filled with lewd images of Jim writhing in ecstasy, impaled on his cock, begging for more.