Date: Sun, 18 Apr 1999 17:12:24 +0100
From: ricki <ricki@easynet.co.uk>
Subject: Cuming of Age (fanfic, slash, Wesley Cursher, t/t, oral, anal)

Title: Cumming of Age

Author: Ricki <ricki@easynet.co.uk>

Series: TNG

Rating: [NC-17]

Pairing: Wesley/Jake Kurland

Codes: slash, t/t, oral, anal

Summary:

Set at the end of STNG episode `Coming of Age' in season 1 where Wesley
fails to get selected for Star Fleet Academy. He finds some solace in the
arms of Jake Kurland, an older friend on the Enterprise who features
prominently in this episode.

(Wesley Crusher and all things Star Trek are a trademark owned by Paramount
Pictures).

DONT' READ THIS IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, IT IS ILLEGAL IN THE PALCE WHERE YOU
LIVE OR YOU HAVE NO IMAGINATION.

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He hadn't got in. The Captain had told him that he himself had not got in
the first time. But that hadn't made it better, so he had made excuses to
get out of attending the farewell dinner for Admiral Quinn. Then bravely
holding back the tears, he walked to his cabin. The doors closed behind him
and then he let his world fall apart. He fell on his bed and sobbed. He was
a failure!

It was all very well people telling him how well he had done for someone his
age.

`Bweep'.

Maybe they'll just go away.

`Bweep'.

Wesley got up from the bed where he had been lying and threw some water over
his face, grabbed a towel and headed for the door. `Open' he curtly
commanded the computer. With its usual swish the door opened revealing a
cute, blond, eighteen-year-old. Just under 6' and with a smile which seemed
to light up the darkened room.

`Jake. I'm, not really good company right now.' Wes said in a very small and
dry voice. He realised his throat hurt from the crying and sobbing.

`It's all right Wes. I know. I thought you might want some company. After
all it was only a couple of days ago that I was going through the same
thing. Can I come in?'

`Yeah, sure.' Wesley was suddenly very nervous. At first he thought it was
because he didn't want Jake to see that he was upset. But it wasn't. For the
first time ever he realised that he had always felt nervous being around
Jake. He wasn't sure why that was but he knew that he needed space and time
to think about it. `Sit, down. I'll be back in a tick. I just want to grab
and shower and get out of these clothes.'

Wes went through to the shower cubicle. Stripped off his body hugging top
and trousers. To reveal his smooth, tight adolescent body. There were small
signs of hair around the base of his long, thin, uncut cock and under his
arms. The reflection in the shiny walls around the shower head showed smooth
creamy skin over a flat torso, with muscles beginning to show, a round
bubble butt and long shapely legs, with a heart shaped birth mark on his
thigh.

He lingered in the shower, leaning against the wall letting the waves of
sound pelt his groin. His cock was, for some reason he couldn't figure out,
rigid. The steady beat of the sound teased him until he couldn't stand it
any more. He gripped his dick hard and pumped the shaft with increasing,
firm strokes, beating it faster and faster as his whole body tingled and
bristled with the charge of climax. He caught his breath, stifling his groan
as spurts of sticky, hot cum shot up his belly then trickled down. He caught
his breath again, slowly exhaling the stress of the day and the euphoria of
the climax as he slid down the wall onto his butt, wanting to stay there
forever.

Jake wandered around waiting for Wesley to finish. He was difficult, he was
adorable one minute, the ideal kid brother and then you wanted to slap him
for being sooo damn bright and such a suck-up. Anyway how long is he going
to be in the shower?

`Wes!', he yelled.

`I'll be out in a minute,' Wesley called back.

A couple of minutes later Wes emerged. He was simply wearing a white towel
wrapped around his waist. His flat stomach rippling above it as he walked.

Jake stared, caught himself and then blushed. Wes absently stroked the towel
over his cock. Causing it to outline against the cloth.

`Do you want anything to drink?' Wes broke the silence that was rapidly
becoming charged.

`Water. Thanks'

Wesley moved over to the replicateor and asked for a cold glass of water.
Jake noticed that Wes was sweating a bit around the face and on his
hairless, chest with those two small pert nipples.

Wes came back over and set the glass down on the table next to Jake and sat
in the chair opposite.

`Feel better?' Jake asked.

`Yeah, thanks.'

`Did Picard talk to you about it?'

`Yeah and he was okay.'

`With me too. But then when I thanked him for getting to me in time, I think
he became embarrassed.'

Wes didn't reply. Jake noticed that Wesley's wide eyes were staring at his
crotch.

`Wes.'

`Sorry, I was miles away.' He smiled.

`Like in the shower?' Jake said with a hint of a grin.

With that Jake got up and walked over and sat on the arm of Wes's chair.
Then he took his top off. Wes was watching intently

`What are you doing?', he blurted out.

`That should be pretty obvious, ` Jake replied confidently, as he lifted the
top clear of his head, `I'm taking my shirt off.'

`Why? Why are taking your shirt off?' Wes was having trouble thinking.
Everything seemed to be happening so fast all of a sudden.

`To make it easier for you to admire my body,` he said, running his thumbs
slowly over his pectorals, which stood out clearly. He breathed in deeply
and made his chest inflate.

`What makes you think I want to look at your chest?' Wes replied
indignantly.

`Well,' Jake said, flexing his biceps a little, `Wes isn't that a bit of a
dumb question since your eyes haven't stopped staring at my tits since I
took my top off?' he ran a hand over his nipples down to the tops of his
trousers.

Wes looked away. Then he looked back. Jake was still smiling, but he was not
sneering. Wes tried to look away again but could not.

`Wes, what are you fighting?' he asked. `Look I don't mind. Why should you?
Feel free to touch.'

Wes ran his hand up the over the muscles of Jake's stomach, felt the curves
of the bottom of his pecs. The all of a sudden Jake was falling on top of
him. Their mouths met and Wes came to life. He felt Jake's mouth open over
his and suddenly there was something hot and hard and wet pushing at his
lips. He opened his mouth and felt Jake's tongue enter him. It was great,
better than ice cream, better than chocolate, better than saving the ship!

They pushed and ground and felt each other's bodies. Wes's dick was rock
hard and against it he could feel the bulge in Jake's trousers. Both boys
were amazed this was happening and yet, why hadn't it happened before?

`Let's go to your room.' Jake said.

They got undressed as they ran and hopped into Wes's room.

As Jake fell onto Wes's bed, Wes was by his side and staring at his dick. It
was about 7'' long and boy was it thick. It was a pole. Wes reached out with
his hand and felt it. It was hot! Then a strange idea entered his head. He
could put this thing in his mouth. After all Jake's tongue had just been
there.

He leaned over and suddenly Jake's hand was slowly and gently pushing Wes's
head down.

Wes gagged after about four inches down and he grabbed hold of the base to
steady himself. Then he backed up a bit to get a breath and found that if he
held his throat in a certain way he could get more of this lovely, smooth
and tasty dick in his mouth. Wes's head began to move up and down, his spit
began to dribble down Jake's dick. At first he took long slow runs, but as
he got used to sensation of having this piece of meat in his mouth he
speeded up. The foreskin sliding back and forth was a more interesting
feeling.

Jake just lay back and groaned. Feeling Wes's head bob up and down and his
hair caught between the fingers of his hand resting on the boy's head.

After some minutes of slobbering Wes's mouth was aching and he pulled off.

Jake moaned and Wes started slightly. He had been so wrapped up in sucking
that he had forgotten that this cock was attached to a person.

Jake knelt up and rolled Wes over onto his front and pulled his waist up so
that the younger boy was kneeling with his face on the pillows. Then Jake
just gazed at the round half-globes that presented themselves. Without
thinking Jake leaned over and kissed Wes's buttocks -- gently -- one side and
then the other.

Jake reached forward with both hands, taking a cheek in each and spread him.
There it was. The pink hairless hole at the centre of Wes's being. Jake
leant forward slowly and licked the sweat off of Wes's ass. He licked all
around. And he could feel the heat beginning to come from Wes's ass-hole.
Then Jake moved to the centre and reached forward with his tongue. He could
hear him being to moan. Jake reached forward with his hand and Wes was rock
hard -- and so were his nipples. Jake licked and licked and licked. He
managed to get his tongue right inside. Then he brought his hands back to
Wes's cheeks and pulled them apart. Then suddenly it was not just tongues
and salvia and sweat but fingers as well.

Wes's came, all over the covers but it wasn't enough, Wes wanted more and so
did Jake.

`Wesley, can I fuck you?'

`Yes,' said Wesley, totally out of his mind with all these new sensations.

Jake flipped Wes over so he was lying on his back and pushed the kid's long
legs up to his own shoulders. Jake's thick cock lay in the crack of Wes's
ass slick with both their spit. Jake's could feel Wes's ass that was
twitching as the young boy got off on the idea of being fucked.

`You want it, don't you Wesley?'

`Yes,' Wesley panted, a throbbing, aching emptiness in his ass such as he
never felt before.

Jake slipped a finger into Wesley's mouth and probed around till it was
completely covered and then pushed it into Wesley's tight virgin hole, then
two more fingers and Wesley churned his ass in circles, moaning, wanting to
feel his asshole stretched even more. Jake pulled out his fingers and
pressed his slimy knob to Wes's part-open asshole. With one hard thrust,
Jake's hugely swollen cock slipped, to the pubes, up Wesley's asshole.

`Ohhh yeahhh!' Wesley screamed as he felt himself fill up and stretch. `Oh
Jake!'

`Oh baby' Jake moaned as his dickhead went where no one had gone before. He
was exploring Wesley's depths, every inch of his tool buried inside the
squirming teenager. `Does it hurt, Wesley? Is it too much for you?'

`Feels great!' Wesley sighed' Wesley sighed, sure that his tight little ass
was going to split in half. It hurt, but that felt good too.

`It feels sooo good.' Jake said, his hands gripping Wesley's ass-cheeks, his
cock slipping in and out of Wes's spasming asshole. He gazed into Wes's eyes
as he fucked the boy and he shoved his tongue back into Wesley's hungry
mouth.

Wesley was in heaven. This certainly made up for the rest of this shitty
day. His toes curled and pointed as Jake pressed him into the bed and fucked
him. Each thrust of the thick cock into his skinny body sent such a jolt of
sensation through him that he almost came again. His rigid cock, bubbling
pre-cum like sap as he fucked it against Jake's smooth, rock-hard stomach,
had never before known such pleasure. Wes hadn't imagined sex could be like
this, especially not between two men.

Jake's eyes rolled, back, He was humping Wesley as hard and as fast as he
could. His cock swelled in Wes's asshole and flexed again and again. The
large cock swelled and a stream of liquid plasma burst in Wes's guts. Jake
grunted, fucking out torrents of teen-spunk. The electric current of Jake's
orgasm saturated Wesley's asshole and suddenly Wesley was having another
massive orgasm and his cock and balls and asshole were filled with
agonising, wonderful sensation as his cum spurted all over both their chests
and bellies.

`Ohhh Jake,' groaned Wesley. `Ohhh Jake!'

Jake shot so much cum that by the time he was finished it was leaking out of
Wesley's asshole and running down Jake's balls. His cock slipped out and he
rolled off Wes to lie next to him. Wesley rolled on to his side. Put his
head on his crooked arm and looked at Jake.

`What are you looking at?' Jake asked puzzled.

`I'm admiring you. Alright?' Wes smiled.

`Yeah, great -- you?'

`I'm ok but I. . . .' Wes's voiced petered out.

`What?'

`Well I'm just sad you have to go.'

`Is that all, well now I know what to do to stop you feeling like that! Why,
don't you see how you feel about sucking on my balls.'

`Thanks, Jake, I'm beginning to feel better already.'


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