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Wesley's First Duty
What follows is a story about the REAL Wesley Crusher. Wesley is NOT this young, hot stud who could dominate and fuck the likes of River Phoenix or anyone else for that matter. Wesley is a dweeb who dreams about being popular at any cost and who fantasizes about getting fucked silly.
For all you Trekkies, this story loosely follows the real TNG episode, "The First Duty." You will recognize the names and the plot situation.
This story contains male-male sex and light domination. If this offends you, get lost now.
----WESLEY'S FIRST DUTY----
The science lab was empty, as it usually was on Saturday mornings. I preferred to work when the other cadets weren't around, since they tended to get in the way and distract me from my projects by always asking me questions about whatever they were doing.
I was working on my project on warp drive mechanics. With the hearings about Josh Albert's death and Captain Picard getting on my case about all this Starfleet duty shit, I needed to unwind. The science lab seemed the best place to be.
"Weasel!"
I flinched at hearing the nickname given to me by the popular guys at the Academy and turned to see who had shouted it with such an unusually threatening tone. It was Nick Locarno. Nick was also a cadet with me at the Academy and the lead cadet in my flight squad. Nick was shaken up pretty bad about Josh's death. He and Josh were best friends and hardly ever apart from one another.
"What?" I asked, unable to keep my voice from cracking.
"Weasel, what the fuck do you think you're doing talking to Picard," Nick said as he came toward me. "You're not planning about telling him about what happened to Josh, are you?"
Nick was now standing in front of me, only inches from my face. He was breathing heavily in his anger and his eyes remained defiantly fixed onto mine. I tried to match his nerve, but could not out-stare him. I looked down. Under his tight Starfleet uniform, I could see his lean, toned chest moving up and down in fast, regular intervals.
"Answer me, you fucking turd!" Nick said as he pushed my left shoulder with his left arm.
The force of the blow made me step back a few steps and I looked back into his face, trying to keep myself from shaking.
"I didn't tell him anything, Nick," I stuttered unconvincingly.
"You are such a fucking wuss!"
I always envied Nick. He was my opposite in just about every way. He was popular, athletic, and all the girls at the Academy wanted him. He never talked to me much outside of squad training. I guess he never thought of me much until now. I thought of him all the time.
"Did you tell Picard that we were practicing that banned maneuver when Josh got killed?" he shouted.
"No, Nick. I wouldn't do that," I whimpered.
Nick pushed me against the wall and pinned me there with the weight of his body. His right forearm pressed against my upper chest and his left hand clenched my right biceps so hard I losing circulation in my arm.
"You are such a scrawny little shit, Weasel," he screamed in my face. "Just remember, if I go down you and everyone else in the squad goes down with me."
Nick's face was inches from mine. In his anger, drops of spit shot out with his every word and hit me on my face. I remembered the time in the showers after martial arts training when Nick, Josh and their friends were getting on my case about how bad I was in class. I just stood there under the shower staring at their wet, naked bodies as they called me things like "wuss," "dipshit," and "Weasel." Then, Nick filled his mouth with phlegm and spit at me. The gob of snot hit my chest, stuck there for a few seconds, and slowly slid down my body until it stuck in my pubic hair. Everyone started laughing and, as always, followed Nick's lead and started spitting at me, too. I turned and faced the shower, as the sounds of guys hurling snot in my direction accompanied the splattering sound of it landing on my back. I remember looking down at my dick, staring at Nick's snot stuck in pubes. It turned me on. I made the water colder to get rid of the hard-on I was getting. I heard everyone laughing again and turned my head to see what was going on. Josh was standing right behind me, holding his dick up, and began peeing all over my back. The other guys, still laughing and calling me names, surrounded me and started doing it, too. I turned back to the wall and begged them to stop, worried that my dick would get hard again, as I felt streams of hot piss hitting my body. I often replayed this scene when I was alone in the Academy holosuite.
"I know, Nick, I know. I wouldn't do that to you. Honest," I whined.
Nick didn't seemed convinced and pressed me harder against the wall. "What's your first duty," he screamed in my face.
"Nick, why are you doing this?" I struggled to get away from him, but barely move under his firm grip.
"Answer me, Weasel. What is your first duty!"
"To Starfleet, Nick! To Starfleet!"
Nick threw me on the ground. I landed on my stomach and instinctively turned to get up, but before I could Nick was on top of me, pinning my shoulders to the floor with his forearms.
"You just don't get it, Weez, do you?" Nick said menacingly. "I always worried I wouldn't be able to count on you. Now, I know it's true."
"You can count on me, Nick. Honest," I whined as I squirmed under his weight. "Tell me what you want me to do."
Nick grinned. "Your first duty is to the squad, Weasel. Remember that."
"I will, Nick, I promise. My first duty is to the squad."
Nick grabbed my shoulders and shook my head so it slammed against the floor. "Why are you such a fucking wuss?" he screamed. "Why couldn't you have been the one who fucked up out there? Josh is dead and a dipshit like you is still alive. I don't get it."
Nick's body pressed harder into mine as he began shaking my head.
"Nick, stop it!" I shouted, closing my eyes in pain.
"Why don't you fight back, then, huh?"
"Nick, please. You're hurting me," I pleaded.
Nick's hard body grinded into me even more. I dreamed about having him on top of me like this and worried about getting hard.
Suddenly, Nick stopped shaking me. "What's this?" he asked, raising his body above me as he looked down toward my crouch.
Oh God, please no, I thought to myself.
"The Weasel's getting a woody," Nick said, looking into my face with a grin. "I should have known."
Nick stood up on his knees, straddling my chest, and began to unzip his pants.
"Nick, what are you doing?" I stammered.
"Shut up Weez," he answered, lowering his underpants to reveal his hardening cock.
It was much bigger than I had programmed into the holosuite program that I used when I had sex with Nick's holographic image. I had to guess what he'd be like hard, and then make it smaller so it would fit in my ass. In reality, it must have been about nine inches and was nice and wide. It curved a little to the left and throbbed as the blood pulsated up his shaft.
I was so turned on, but was afraid to let Nick know. "What are you doing, Nick?" I exclaimed.
"Stop whining Weez," Nick said as he grabbed the sides of my head with his hands. "I'll give you something to make you stop whining."
Before I could protest, Nick slammed his cock into my mouth and I gagged.
"Suck it, Weez, or I'll beat the shit out of you."
I didn't need the order. I quickly began running my tongue around his shaft as he moved it slowly in and out of my mouth. It was so wide, my jaw ached at first, but I soon got used to it. I wanted to please Nick so badly, that I wasn't about to give up.
Because of the position I was in, I couldn't move my head back and forth as much as I would have liked. I guess Nick must have noticed this, too, 'cause he started to jerk my head back and forth with his hands. I kept gagging and could only take about half of him in with my head curved the way it was.
Without taking his dick out of my mouth, Nick leaned forward over my body into a pushup position and started face fucking me. I was able to take more of him in from this angle and liked the feeling of him forcing his hot cock farther down my throat.
"Man, I can tell you like this, Weez," Nick said. "Josh could do it a lot better than you, though."
I almost came in my pants when he said that. The thought of him and Josh getting it on really turned me on. I wanted so much to jerk myself off, but was afraid to. I wanted to please Nick. I wanted him to like doing me more than Josh.
I put my hands on Nick's waist and gently indicated I wanted to turn him over. I needed to make sure he wanted it before I did it. Nick turned onto his back and I onto my stomach, never letting his cock get too far away from my face. When he had settled, I took him all in and let him throb deep inside my throat. I pulled his pants farther down his legs and felt his strong thighs.
"Yeah, Weez, suck my cock," Nick said.
I looked up and saw him tilt his head back. I could tell he liked what I was doing. From this position I could take him all in and suck him off really good. I moved my hands onto his balls and felt them in their soft, warm sack. This was so much hotter than the holosuite program.
I ran my hands under his shirt, over his tight abs, and up to his firm pecs. He had such the perfect body. It was lean, smooth and tight, and I had it all in my hands. I ran my fingers over his nipples. They were firm and pointy. I heard Nick groan as I rubbed my fingers in circles around his tits.
"Damn, Weez," Nick said, getting up on his elbows, "Turn over on your stomach."
I did what he told me without saying a word. Nick got up and walked behind me. I looked over my shoulder and watched him take off his boots, pants, underwear and shirt. I couldn't believe I had the real Nick standing over me naked, with his hard, throbbing dick glistening with my saliva. Seeing him like that made my mouth water. I wanted him down my throat again.
"You want my cock, don't you, Weez," Nick said as he started stroking himself.
I just stared up at him and licked my lips.
Nick bent down and pulled off my boots. Then, he grabbed the ends of my pants and started pulling. My whole body started moving with them.
"You're such a skinny dweeb, Weez," he said.
I reached down to unfasten some buttons. My pants and underwear slipped off easily and Nick let me legs fall back to the ground. I was on my side looking up at him. I could see Nick looking at my dick and I blushed and turned back onto my stomach. I was so much smaller than Nick was.
Nick laughed a little. "Don't worry, Weez," he said, "It's not like you gonna need to use it any time soon."
Nick then lay on top of me, pressing his dick between the cracks of my ass as he slid my shirt off. He started grinding against my body. He felt so good on top of me. Every time he pressed against me, his weight squeezed my dick against the floor, bringing me closer to climax.
His dick started probing my ass, looking for my hole. I started to get scared. Nick was so much bigger in person than the way I programmed him on the holosuite and I was afraid to let him fuck me.
"Nick," I said, trying to roll over. "I want you to fuck my mouth some more."
"I bet you do, Weez," Nick answered. "But, I want to fuck your ass now."
I tried to roll over some more, but Nick was too strong for me. "I-I-I don't know about that, Nick."
"What's there to know, Weez?"
Nick slid down my body and began fingering the outside of my hole. I turned back to watch. Nick's fingers did feel good against my hole, but his fingers were a lot smaller than his cock. I turned and looked forward, not sure what I should do. I couldn't make him stop; if I tried; he'd beat the shit out of me.
I slowly turned over onto my back. Nick didn't seem to mind. He parted my legs and kept fingering my hole. I started to jerk off. Nick didn't seem to mind that either.
"Don't come too soon, Weez," Nick said sternly. "I'm gonna take my time."
I stopped jerking off. I usually came too easily and didn't want to piss Nick off.
I looked down and watched my dick throb with pleasure as Nick rubbed his fingers around my hole and began pressing one inside. I tensed.
"Relax, Weez," Nick said. "This can't be the first time you've done this."
Nick then grabbed the under side of my knees with his hands and pushed my body forward, exposing my hole more openly. I heard him fill his mouth with saliva and spit. His warm juice hit my hole and he began to work it in with one hand, while holding my body up with the other. I leaned my head back, and felt my cock throb uncontrollably.
Nick continued to spit saliva on my ass and probe my hole with his fingers. Soon, he was able to stick a finger up without any jerks of protest from my body. Then, he started to use two.
"Nick, I don't know if I can take this," I said.
"Weez, if you don't relax, it's gonna hurt a lot more," Nick countered. "Fuck, I wish Josh were still here. He knew how to make me feel good and he liked it."
I stopped squirming and let two of Nick's fingers enter me. The thought of Nick fucking Josh made me so fucking hot. I wanted to make Nick feel good. I wanted him to like me just as much as Josh. Nick began to twist his two fingers in my ass each time he entered me. It hurt at first, but I got used to it. I kept thinking of him and Josh together and tried to forget about the pain.
After a while, Nick turned me back on my stomach.
"Get on all fours," he said.
As I got up on my knees, I felt his cock slap against the cheeks of my ass.
"You have such a skinny ass, Weez," Nick said.
I kept quiet and closed my eyes. If I wasn't as good as Josh, he'd probably beat the shit out of me and never have sex with me again, I thought. I had to make him like me.
I listened as Nick spit saliva on his hands and rubbed it over his shaft. It made a nice slippery sound and I started wanting his dick up my ass. I began pressing my ass against his cock, rubbing my cheeks against it.
"You see, Weez," Nick said, "I knew you'd want it."
Nick pressed the head of his cock right on my hole and began to slowly push it in. My heart pounded, but I tried to relax.
"Oh, Nick stop. Oh, stop," I said, as my hardon went limp.
"Shut the fuck up, Weez," Nick said as he grabbed my shoulders to keep me from pulling away.
I forced myself to keep breathing and relax, even though my body wanted to tighten up.
"See, Weez. You can take it."
I looked back and saw Nick push his cock all the way in me. He started to fuck me slowly and I looked forward, biting my lower lip to keep myself from pleading with him to stop.
Nick began fucking me harder and every once in a while slapped my ass cheeks with his hands. I lowered my upper body so I could rest my face on the ground. Sweat poured from my body. I started to get numb as Nick pumped on, moaning from time to time.
"You are such a dead fuck, Weez," he said angrily, not letting up from the pounding he was giving me. "Are you ever gonna move your ass?"
"I'd rather be on my back, Nick," I said, hoping that by watching him fuck me I would get more into it and get him off faster.
"O.K., Weez, turn over," Nick said as he pulled out of me.
My ass burned as I rolled over onto my stomach. Nick propped my legs up with his hands as he entered me easily.
"You're pretty wide now, Weez," Nick said as he started fucking me hard again.
My hopes proved true: watching Nick do me started making me hard again. I ran my hands up and down his tight body, which was now wet with sweat. His nipples felt ripe and hard. I began contracting my ass muscle every time he thrust forward and letting go each time he pulled out.
"Shit, that's nice, Weez."
I dared not touch my cock, 'cause I knew I'd blow my wad right there if I did. I wanted so much to get Nick off better than he'd ever gotten off before. I started to move my ass in circles as he pulled in and out of me and as my ass muscles grabbed onto his dick tried to hold on.
I could feel my cum building up within me. I had never come without touching myself before or without a holographic image getting me off. I never knew anyone could, but I'd never been with a real guy before.
"Nick, I'm getting close," I moaned.
"I know," he replied.
I looked down at my throbbing dick as Nick continued to pump me. My ass muscles massaged his dick as hard as they could. I couldn't stand it anymore; I needed Nick to come in me.
"Oh Nick," I screamed, throwing my head back.
Cum shot from my dick each time Nick plowed into me. I never had come so hard in my life. My wad hit my face on my second and third load and I opened my mouth to let it drip in. I was numb with pleasure.
As my orgasm subsided, I looked back down at Nick, who was still in me.
"Nick, you have to pull out," I whined. "I already came. You'll hurting me."
"Fuck you, Weez."
Nick pounded my ass harder and I tried to squirm away from him.
"Nick, stop," I screamed. "Please."
I finally managed to pull my ass away from his cock and tried to slide away from him, my sweaty body moving easily on the cold floor. Nick grabbed me, turned me over onto my stomach, and pushed me into the corner of the room. My head slammed against the wall, stunning me.
"Nick, what are you doing to me," I whined, starting to cry.
"Shut the fuck up, Weez," he said. "Or I'll make it worse."
Nick entered me hard. Then, he pulled all the way out so only the head of his cock was in me and then rammed his whole shaft back into me so fiercely my head hit the wall. He kept doing this over and over again, slapping my ass with his hands and shouting at me. I now knew what some of the female cadets meant when I overheard them talking about how Nick could fuck like a Klingon.
"I'll fucking tell you when I'm finished with you, you fucking turd."
I started to feel numb again. My cum had dried on my face and body and began to itch. I could no longer tell if I wanted Nick to stop or not, but let my body go totally limp for him to take. I slowly stopped crying.
I could tell from Nick's moans that he was getting close and I turned to look up at him. Sweat was pouring down his body. He was so fucking hot.
Suddenly, Nick let out one long grunt. I shuttered as I felt Nick's huge load shoot deep inside my hole. He must have shot six or seven times and let out a loud grunt with each one until he finally stopped and slid out of me.
I turned back around and lay still, not sure if moving would anger Nick. When I was I could hear Nick getting dressed, I turned around and sat up. Nick looked over at me and grinned. He was standing with his pants on and was about to pull his shirt over his body.
"That was pretty hot, Weez," he said. "I was surprised you could take it."
I still felt numb from the pounding sensation in my ass and in my head.
"You are so hot, Nick," I said hesitantly, not sure if he wanted me to speak.
Nick tossed his shirt aside and came over to me. He bent down and grabbed the sides of my face. My body tingled with the idea that he might kiss me.
"Now, you better not tell Picard anything, Weez," Nick said as he shook my face in front of his. "If you do, I'll do this again and the next time won't be as nice."
He released my head and got up, going back to his shirt to put it on. All I could do was stare up at him and watch with disappointment as covered his hot body with his Starfleet uniform.
"And Wes," Nick said as he kicked my clothes over to me, "What's your first duty?"
I stared up at him, wondering if he really liked me and if I was as good as Josh or his girlfriends were.
"Wes, what's your first duty," he asked again.
"To you, Nick," I replied. "My first duty is to you."
Nick laughed and turned and walked toward the door.
"Wes," he called, as he paused by the door, "I mean it when I tell you that I'll fuck you over if you squeal on me and the squad."
I remained silent and watched the door slide closed after Nick passed through.
I slowly gathered my clothes and thought about what I would tell Picard the next time I saw him...
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