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The Intelligence Officer

by SLS


Scott checked himself once again before being transported outside the clothing optional beach on Earth. Being an Intelligence officer can have it’s advantages; today, this was a disadvantage. He was wearing a single swim suit of European cut, sunglasses, and beach shoes. He carried a towel, and a small bag that carried a tricorder and other surveillance and recording devices. The suit left nothing for the imagination. The transporter chief looked at him and gave the signal that the beam down coordinates were clear, so Scot gave the order to energize. He heard, then felt the transporter beam, scramble his molecules and then reassemble them on Earth. Before the beam had even finished, Scot was looking around, taking in the area, as quickly as possible. He was at the correct location, now it was time for the assignment. He moved to the beach, keeping his head down, carefully taking mental notes all the way. Time from the transport coordinates, distance, and any landmarks that would come in handy just in case. As he walked, voices from in front of him forced him to glance up. Several male cadets were running toward him. All the cadets were naked, their taut bodies glistening from a recent swim. As they ran towards him, Scot took a step to the side to move out of their way. As they got closer, he noted that these boys were tan all over. This meant these boys came here often, and none wore clothing. He made another mental note, and kept walking; he wished he activated the tricorder to get a quick scan of the naked cadets. He got to the special alcove on the beach. Perfect, no one was there. Now he could wait and take his time getting all of the information. After he placed his towel down, and settled in, Scot took out a padd and scanned his orders. Cadets have been taking a new steroid drug called Shriluk. It was a powerful drug, supposedly from the Breen. If a cadet took enough of this drug, he or she could stand against a Romulan, a Vulcan, and a Klingon without breaking a sweat. It is a dangerous drug and someone needed to get it off the market. He changed the information on the padd, making it look as if he were writing a book, placed the pad into the bag, grabbed his tricorder and set it working inside the bag. He set the tricorder to run silent, so no one would be the wiser. He stripped naked, gave a couple of tugs on his own dick, then laid on the towel, pretending he was sleeping. Minutes later, he felt someone tapping on his feet. He looked up and saw another cadet, naked, sporting an erection. This cadet was built like a god, although not much taller than Scot. Scot gave a quick once over to the cadet, noticing the erect penis standing straight up. “Hi,” said the cadet. “Am I bothering you?” “Not at all,” said Scot. As he stared into the green eyes of the cadet, Scot’s own penis started rising to the occasion. He gave a quick thanks to Intelligence. Since the names and faces of Intelligence officers are not public information, this cadet had no clue that Scot was really on a investigation. “I noticed you sitting here alone, and I was hoping you would want some company,” said the cadet. Scot moved to a sitting position, sitting on his ass, knees bent and legs apart, his arms on his knees; as he moved, he took a quick second to fondle himself. The cadet took note, and smiled slightly. “I love company, especially when it looks as good as you. You’re very built. You must work out at the gym a lot.” The cadet moved his body in between Scot’s legs, forcing Scot to move his legs further apart. Now, the cadet’s penis was within arms reach of Scot. “My name is Jason, by the way. And to answer you, no, I don’t work out a lot.” “Well, from what I can see, you work out more than a little,” said Scot, taking the hand of the cadet. He hoped that the tricorder was scanning away, because this is the perfect opportunity. Jason moved his other hand to Scot’s penis, stroking it gently. Scot shifted position to sit cross legged, and grabbed Jason’s balls and cock. It was so stiff, it felt like a triennium rod in Scot’s hand. “There is a reason for the body. Want to hear it?” “Sure,” said Scot, still stroking the dick. Scot looked down, and noticed that there was a little pre-cum oozing out of the head. “It’s called Shriluk. It’s a steroid. I was thin when I started here, but now, look at me. I’m buff, and I have guys calling me all the time,” said Jason, still stroking Scot’s penis. “What else does this Shriluk do?” Jason moved on all fours to Scot, getting close to Scot’s face. “It increases your sex drive,” said Jason. He pressed his lips to Scot’s forcing his tongue deep into Scot’s mouth. Scot responded, laying back on the towel, letting Jason get on top. Jason didn’t say another word. He took his lips down Scot’s body, sucking Scot’s nipples, then moving to Scot’s dick. Jason took the whole thing into his mouth in one gulp. Jason sucked like a mad man, moving back and forth between Scot’s dick and his balls. At one point, Scot happened to catch a glance beyond Jason and saw several cadets stroking erect dicks. They were out in the open, and not caring. Obviously, this drug was powerful. Suddenly, Scot felt that familiar stirring in his balls. He gave a warning to Jason, and then blew his wad in Jason’s mouth. Jason took all of the cum. In fact, he didn’t even drip any out of his mouth. Now, it was Jason’s turn. Jason moved off Scot, picked up Scot’s legs, and shoved his dick deep inside Scot’s ass. Scot let out a moan that was a mixture of pain and pleasure, and told Jason to fuck his brains out. Jason complied, and started humping Scot like a wild dog in heat. Jason would take his dick almost completely out of Scot’s ass, then would push it all the way back in. For what seemed like half an hour, Jason pumped Scot full of cadet dick. Then Jason moaned and blew a wad deep into Scot’s ass. Jason stayed there for several seconds, then pulled out. Scot grabbed Jason’s hand, and laid him on the towel next to him. “That was great,” said Scot. “I figured you would like it,” said Jason. “Jason, I have to know something,” said Scot, reaching down to touch Jason’s balls. “Anything,” Jason said, his breath coming heavily. “Where do you get this Shriluk? If it can increase a person’s sex...” “Only a man’s sex drive,” Jason interrupted. “It is chemically designed for men.” “I want some. Where can I get some?” “Right here,” said Jason. Jason laid on his back, pulled his legs up into the air, spreading them wide. Scot moved down to take a look. There, in a micro bag attached to Jason’s scrotum, was the drug. The drug itself is a patch. The patch was so small, it could be placed anywhere, and no one would know. “Take the bag off.” Scot complied, and removed the bag, putting his face in Jason’s crotch and licking the balls of the cadet. Jason smiled, then took the bag from Scot’s hand. He reached to the bag, and peeled off a layer and handed it to Scot. “Don’t use this for a couple of hours. You need to relax for it to work well.” “How much?” “Free for letting me blow and fuck you,” said Jason. “I’d better get going, I have class in a couple of hours. Oh, what about them?” asked Scot, jerking his head in the direction of the cadets still looking on. “Ignore them. They are on it, too. They overdose a lot, that’s why they watch and jerk off. It’s a side effect. It can put a person into a trance if they take too much,” said Jason. “I’ll be careful,” said Scot. Jason leaned up, kissed Scot, got up from the towel, and headed down the beach. Scot quickly packed up his stuff, and headed for the beam out coordinates. As he walked, he was a little light headed, but the sex was great. Also, he had at lot of information that he needed to take back to the science division on the space station. When he arrived at the coordinates, he quickly glanced around, grabbed the comm badge, tapped it three times, and waited. The transporter beam engulfed him and the scene dissolved from the beach to the transporter room. The transporter chief raised her eyebrows at Scot’s attire. He threw her a dirty look and went to the science department, stopping in his quarters for a shower and a change. What will he learn about the mysterious drug that has the male cadets on campus literally begging for more? Hopefully, he will get the answer. Want more? If this is posted, I will begin on chapter two. Let me know how you liked this one. Email me at chodakh@uswest.net

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The Intelligence Officer

Scott checked himself once again before being transported outside the clothing optional beach on Earth. Being an Intelligence officer can have it’s advantages; today, this was a disadvantage. He was wearing a single swim suit of European cut, sunglasses, and beach shoes. He carried a towel, and a small bag that carried a tricorder and other surveillance and recording devices. The suit

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