7

TO RACE THE WIND - Karla Kelly

Spock's thoughts were distracted by a noise from his right. From the shadows he observed three cadets beating a fourth, finally pushing him to the ground. Spock recognized Finnigan, a fourth-year student, and, with difficulty, identified the victim. James Kirk, a freshman, rumored to be the youngest cadet ever to enter the Academy.

WITHIN MIRRORED HANDS - Judith Coventry

Marlena licked at the trickle of blood in the corner of her mouth. Its saltiness served to season her anger toward him. "Can't stand the truth, can you?"

Kirk angrily shirked into his vest. "You're damn lucky I don't kill you right now."

THE MASK IN THE MIRROR - Kathy Stanis

"Leave me!" Kirk ordered, startling his visitor with his vehemence. Let her think she was being dismissed for suggesting such an unconscionable act, Kirk thought. ?His real motivation had been the desire to glue his eyes to the screen, to peer into this mirror and see what it might reveal about his own Spock. He shook himself back to the harsh reality of his circumstance and realized he also needed to pick up some clues as to this gloriously naked Spock's relationship with his captain.

THE SCAR - Anne-Marie

Kirk drew his hand back from the knife on his hip. It was a futile gesture in any event.

Spock's reflexes were fast enough to get past any offensive moves on his part.

"Is there a particular reason you chose to visit my quarters at such a late hour, mister?"

"We have some unfinished business."

THE COVENANT - Elizabeth Scott

Kirk approached the bed and stood over the trembling form. He let his voice go dangerously sensual. "But we have this terrific link here. I know you've been shielding against it so I wouldn't know where you were. But it's too powerful, Spock, and when you weakened enough, it called to me, called me to come and save you. As long as it's around, you'll never leave me. Will you?"

THROUGH EREBUS AND BEYOND - Shelley Butler (Stiffie award)

"You are ready for me, now," Dark intoned, then commanded, "Surrender your will to me!"

And with that pronouncement, as the audience fell into silence, James felt the tip of what was the huge gold-ringed cock poised at the entrance to his body. It was James' moment of choice: slave or master, prey or predator, innocent or wicked, victim or survivor. But it was all the same. In that moment, it was clear. There were no lines anymore of what he was. It was all one and the same.

THE GIFT OF THE HAWK - J.S. Cavalcante

"Come back with me," the other was saying. "You cannot have your Spock in your universe, but you can have me. I will give myself to you, in every way. Mind, body, soul all that you desire.

And you will rule an empire as well. You and he both. Together, you will be invincible." The long fingers slid over the pulsing green skin, up and down, the double head flaring wide. The gorgeous cock quivered as if it had a life of its own.

POETRY by

COVERS by

ART

April 1993