by m.p. van den driest

It isn't very original or anything but Tom and Harry come out to play again. If for some inexplicable reason you do not foam at the mouth at the thought of these two having sex (yes, they are both men!), this might be a good time to decide not to read on. Or do, whatever you like today.

Archive: Ask me. I am usually nice to people.

Disclaimer: Paramount/Viacom owns StarTrek. Then again, they are destroying it too so I don't see why I can't have some fun with their characters. This cannot be sold or anything so it's not for profit and no infringement on copyrights is intended. You can send this to anyone you want as long as you keep the headers. This story is dedicated to the FAQ-maintainers of ASCEM(L).

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<flick>

". . . otay called 'an Arcturan Mega-Jerk'."

The newsreader or, if you prefer, Neelix bobbed his head and hurled his ever-radiating smile into the camera. He did this a lot.

"So much for the news of today, Voyagers. In twenty minutes, we will have a demonstration of the most impressive technique of tal'shaya from Mr. Vulcan." Nod to a not quite scowling Tuvok. "But first I ask your attention for our daily Engineering quiz 'Bothering B'elanna'. Tonight's contestor: Harry Kim!"

The screen switched over to a set of desks, done in Neelix-style. Glittering and utterly clashing colours seemed to jump-charge the retina and manage to wage gruelling black-faced war at the same time. Flickering lights provided just that little bit of extra atmosphere that any party-crazed, easy-going Kazon Ogla would have loved to be in the next quadrant to avoid. It was that good.

The two, scantily clad, Delaney-sisters presented and they did so with a flourish. Harry walked onto the stage and blushed a bit when the two voluptuous females 'guided' him to his proper place.

Tom went red. Why? Harry was having fun. But why hadn't he told him, Tom, his buddy? Oh, hell. Tom knew the answer and had known it for a couple of months. He had the hots for Harry, seriously. Hots in fact to shame the tail of a Fuolornis Fire Dragon. Tom was happy he was alone in his quarters. God! He looked so well. Harry's happy beaming face, twinkling eyes, black hair. . . and then his body. . . drool.

Tom giggled a bit to notice he was experiencing what some of the more 'humouristic' women on the ship called an EVE, an Extremely Visible Erection. A raging one in fact. Smegging uniforms. Then again, Harry looked so good in one.

Damn! That would be wanking through the night again and no one to cool him down.

<flick>

Damned quiz. Gotta find something better to do.

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"Happy birthday!"

Tom handed a package over to his pal Harry. It had the shape of a gleaming new saxophone that had cost several weeks of replicator rations wrapped in just enough paper to be polite. On closer inspection, Harry would find that just to be the case.

Harry, face beaming with joy and amazement, fondled his gift with long, incredibly handsome fingers. Tom stood by, waiting.

"Oh, look at me, this is not correct. Thank you, Tom!"

Poor Paris was already nodding acceptance and didn't see Harry rushing up. He was quite surprised to feel strong arms around him, hugging him tight, and a warm body against his. Harry pressed his lips against his cheek and then did it another time.

"Thank you Tom!! Oh. Uh. . . " Harry seemed to freeze and backed up a bit. Both men waited for the other to say something.

"Uh. . . bit enthusiastic. It's a nice gift. . ."

". . . but not that nice? Don't say it. I appreciate. . ."

"Yes, I'd never have thought. It's wonderful, I. . ."

Tom's mind whirled. He attempted to think but didn't succeed. His heart drove him on. He walked forward and put an arm around Harry's shoulders. "It's okay. Let's go to Sandrine's and you can play with. . . uh something for me."

That was when Harry's eyes twinkled again. "Actually I have a better idea. But it does involve the holodeck."

This was too much for our poor pilot. He walked to the holodeck in a daze, knowing one thing. Well, actually no. Did he or did he not declare his feelings for Har?

Stop. Blink. Look around. Holodeck!

"Hello-o, To-hom? You the-re?"

Tom snapped his head up and blinked again. "Yes! Sure!"

Anyway. Kim handled the interface manually. Peering over his shoulder - 'love to be long! - Tom briefly glanced the title. Something like 'Harry's delight', no it couldn't be.

The doors glided open to what turned out to be a garden. It was a very stylish garden, with lawns, water, trees and stones all arranged to make beautiful harmonious patterns. Tom didn't know all the plants, but decided he liked it immediately; it induced a stillness upon him that was very relaxing.

It also turned out that they were now clothed in loose-fitting, flowing garments. The larger part of Tom's chest was visible through the unbuttoned shirt. To his delight, Harry was dressed the same way.

"Harry, this is beautiful!"

"Isn't it? This is my present to you. . ." Harry blushed. "And maybe to myself as well."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Patience my friend. Confucius says: Knowing too much drives it away."

"No, he doesn't. And what did you mean by that?"

They had reached a white, wooden bench and sat on it, looking out over the serene park.

"Oh, Tom." Harry's lovely brown eyes turned towards him and seemed to latch on. He could drown in those eyes. "It's difficult to say. You will find out."

"We will do this your way, Harry. Take your time." What in the world could the guy mean?

Harry cleared his throat. "Tom?"

"Yes, Harry."

"I love you."

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short intermission to allow Mr. Paris to reboot his brain

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"I love you too."

"Oh, Tom."

The brown eyes came closer. Then closer still.

They kissed, hesitatingly at first but then deeper. Harry put his arms around Tom's body and held him close while he kissed Tom in a rush of lust. It was so wonderful, so close, so hot.

It was like a dam had broken, a building pressure released.

They were out of their clothes in seconds.

"This is so hot. I want you now, Harry."

"Since day one, stud. Now kiss me again."

Naked, they rolled around in the grass, kissing, licking, holding each other as tight as possible.

It felt wonderful to feel Harry against him at last, his head, neck, his chest, his cock. Man, was it hard. Tom ground his erection against Harry's. Harry groaned loudly. He felt good at giving his long-time love such pleasure. Tom let his hand slide all over Harry's now sweaty body and firmly grabbed his cock. Harry groaned again while Tom wanked him slowly.

Harry pushed himself up a bit and started to lick Tom's neck. Then he went lower and lower till he reached Tom's cock and just went on. His tongue trailed a wet trail to the base and he licked Tom's balls a bit before letting his lips slide over the entire erection.

Harry got up again and giggled at him. "Look! Tom's Dick and Harry!" Before Tom could protest, Harry took in his dick again and sucked it for a long time.

Several minutes later, the guys were in each other's arms again.

"This is why the program is called Harry's delight?"

"You saw that?! Oh well. No actually..." Harry stopped to kiss him again. ". . . because I relax so well in the park but also because of 'phase two'."

"Phase two?"

"Phase two. Computer, phase two."

<tweedlesquirge>

They were still in each others' arms but now on a bed. A low kind of bed with lots of interesting attachments. Tom looked around and found himself in a bit of a bathhouse atmosphere. It was a bit steamy and the walls had white tiles on. Then he saw it.

It was an enormous bath. It could easily hold the two of them. It steamed. The aroma coming from the huge, light blue thing was telling. Could it be?

Harry seemed to guess his thoughts. "It is. It is a big bath full of raisin-rum fudge, around thirty degrees Celcius."

Tom kissed his friend again. Deeply. His eyes shone with gratitude and excitement. "You actually remembered that?"

"Yeah Tom. You told me on day one."

"Man, you were with me then and you're with me now. I love you."

"I like it when you say that. I love you too. Lots. You want to go and have a try?"

The fudge was a bit lighter than to be expected but it was wonderful. Tom's body sank down in the soft, luxurious aromatic fudge as he sighed with pleasure. Harry joined him.

A mere twenty seconds later, they were both submerged. Tom licked Harry's arm, then kissed him. Oh! The feeling of Harry's tongue in his mouth, covered in rich wonderful fudge! Man, it was hot!

Harry found his dick again, under all the fudge and started wanking again. This was so wonderful.

<Squirge-beep!> . . . <Squirge-beep!>

Suddenly, the computer's sharp beep broke their bliss.

"Janeway to ensign Kim. Where are you, we just started your birthday party. Shouldn't you be here?"

"Oh fuck!"

"What did you say, ensign?"

"Nothing, ma'am. Sorry, ma'am."

"Do I have to repeat it a thousand times, ensign? It told you it isn't crunch time yet."

<groan> "Sorry, captain. I'll be right there."

"You'd better be. Janeway out."

Right before the connection closed, the two lovers could distinctly hear an entire room collapsing into breathless laughter.

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End