Natural History

A note: Special thanks to Menel for the wonderful beta job. Any
mistakes remain my own.
And a warning: This story may be considered blasphemous by those
with a rigid interpretation of the Bible.

"My dear Stephen, what are you doing?" Jack curiously inquired as
he raised his head, wondering why Stephen was no longer resting
against the hollow of his neck but instead was raised on his elbows,
eyes trained firmly on Jack's chest.

Stephen's fingers lazily traced the outlines of Jack's body, following
familiar patterns that never ceased to be completely new as he
answered, posing a question of his own, a wondering tone to his
voice.

"The human body is a most curious invention, wouldn't you agree,
my dear? Full of quirks and oddities that cannot be explained by the
mere will of God, I would presume."

"Mere will of God? Heavens, Stephen! What's next in your catalog of
blasphemy? That the two of us have not been partaking in an
unnatural act these past few months, defying God's will and the pre-
ordained state of nature?" Jack struggled to sit up straighter, mildly
shocked, but Stephen smiled good-naturedly and pushed him back
onto the mattress again.

"Let me rephrase that, oh joy, since you know I sincerely don't
believe that we are doing anything against God's ‘mere will’. Do not
fear for my soul since I do not fear for it myself. I am simply referring
to the fact that the human body, and I mean /any/ human body, not
just a splendid specimen as the one that I now have the
immeasurable pleasure of gazing at, is so utterly and naturally
beautiful in its expedition. And I will prove to you that sodomy is not
unnatural, and hence not against God's will."

Jack sighed rather dejectedly, since he felt another one of Stephen's
lectures coming on. Although he normally enjoyed Stephen's rattling
on about natural history or deliberating on a philosophical argument,
the sound of his voice was soothing to Jack’s ears and had a
wonderful way of bringing on a light afternoon nap, but at the
moment he would rather that Stephen would deal with other, more
pressing matters of a physical albeit illicit and God-defying nature.

But then Stephen idly flicked one of Jack's nipples, the action
sending a painfully delicious shiver through Jack's body.

"Have you never wondered about it all, my love?" Stephen said as
he bowed his head and licked the nipple he had just nicked,
increasing the pleasurable sensations in a particular part of Captain
Aubrey's lower body.

"Why would men be so different from women and yet be so equal in
so many respects? We both have lips, that we can use for eating and
drinking … and kissing," he reached up and kissed Jack's mouth, his
tongue finding its way inside, pressing the point home as it were,
leaving them both slightly breathless when he broke the kiss, Jack's
eyes already glazing over with lust, all thoughts of gentle slumbering
forgotten. Stephen slid down again, finding one nipple with his mouth,
taking the other between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it
rather firmly until Jack started to moan and writhe under his touch.

"It is of exceeding interest to me why both the male and female of the
human species are gifted with these fleshy mounds. Clearly, in the
female it serves a very real use, providing food and comfort to the
human child, yet in a man there is no need for this, since we men are
incapable of bearing a child, let alone nursing it.”

Jack's moans increased as Stephen's mouth raked over his chest,
licking and nibbling at Jack’s nipples, but he managed to utter at
least a few coherent words before he was reduced to complete
incoherence.

“It would seem, love, that you have found a use for them, after all,”
he gasped as Stephen’s mouth slid lower over his body, twirling
around the little curls that lay there, pointing downwards to a place
full of delight for both of them.

“Indeed it would seem so, and that is exactly my point: the pleasure
the tweaking and rubbing of a man’s nipples brings its owner is the
same as it is for a female.”

Stephen continued his lecture, his mouth sliding slowly down, his
hands cupping Jack’s sides, holding them firmly, because Jack had
started to buck against Stephen’s mouth, craving his touch, not only
to be firmer, but to be applied to other places as well, and he put his
hands on the top of Stephen’s head, to push him down, down…

But Stephen would not let himself be thwarted, or pushed about so,
and as he ever so slowly opened up Jack’s breeches, undoing the
laces, and the buttons, and enjoyed the ever pleasing sound of
Jack’s sudden gasping, he continued.

“And most curious of all is that apparently that which was meant to
bring forth children and possibly pleasure a woman is put to such
good use, namely the pleasure and joy that bodies can give each
other. Did not Jesus himself say ‘Do not unto others as you would
have done unto yourself’? And this, of course, can also be
paraphrased as ‘Do unto others as you would have done unto
yourself’. And, my darling Jack, that is exactly what I am planning to
do.”

With those words Stephen’s mouth descended on Jack, taking him in
fully, his lips nimbly pressing here, pulling there, his tongue swirling
about, finding the secret places that nearly sent Jack over the edge,
but not before Stephen had tasted fully that which was utterly
forbidden fruit in the Navy. And it made Jack come all over in
Stephen’s mouth and Stephen swallowed and held him as Jack
bucked and moaned until his voice was hoarse with spent passion.

Only then did Stephen look up, a triumphant smile playing around his
lips as he kissed the tip of Jack’s spent member, sending shivers
through his lover’s body.

“Are you convinced, Jack, or do you need another lesson?”

Jack reached down and pulled Stephen up to him, kissing him
tenderly and stroking his hair.

‘I am quite convinced, love, for the moment, but I fear I am a terribly
bad student at all things unnautical, awfully forgetful and all, and will
most definitely need a reminder tomorrow.”

At that, Stephen laughed and kissed Jack’s lips, assuring him he was
the best pupil a man could ever wish for.

The end