Spock was never one who believed in love at first sight. It just wasn't logical or realistic. All that changed, however, when two cadets walked past him, one gesturing wildly. Spock caught himself staring and turned his head just as the one gesturing ran into his shoulder, knocking the PADDs from his hands. Spock bent down to gather them as the others did as well. Spock looked up, staring right into clear, blue eyes and beautifully complex, hazel eyes. The men the eyes belonged to were just as appealing. One with blond hair and sharp features, the other with brown hair and more mature, but just as gorgeous. Spock could feel himself beginning to blush. He cursed himself as he felt the blood rushing to the tips of his ears.

"Hey, sorry about that." the blond said. The other man rolled his eyes.

"Dammit Jim! I told you to watch where you're going!" Jim was the one to roll his eyes this time.

"Chill Bones. He's fine." Jim turned imploring, blue eyes onto Spock. "You're fine, right?" Spock had to clear his throat before speaking.

"I am." he said. That was when Jim noticed his uniform.

"So, you're a professor?" he asked. Spock nodded as he stood.

"That is an illogical question, seeing as I am wearing a professor's uniform, but yes." 'Bones', Spock was sure that wasn't his real name, shook his head, muttering under his breath.

"Damn hobgoblin." Jim looked at his companion, sharply.

"Be nice, Bones." Jim looked back to Spock, handing him the PADDs he had picked up. As he handed them over, his finger brushed Spock's. Spock sucked in a breath as he got a flash of that warm, magnificent mind. He longed to touch him again, just to explore and wrap himself in that mind. Spock hadn't realized he had closed his eyes until he opened them. Jim was just staring at him, a confused look on his face tinged with amusement. "I'm Jim Kirk." he said. "This is Leonard McCoy. And, you are?" he asked.

"Spock."

"Well, Spock, it was nice to meet you."

~x~x~x~

Jim and Leonard were walking to their next class and Jim was chatting animatedly once more. This time, it was about a different topic, though.

"So, Spock was hot."

"No, Jim!" Leonard said. Jim turned his most innocent look onto the man.

"C'mon, Bones! It's not like we haven't done it before." Leonard sighed in exasperation. It was true. Their relationship was odd. Occasionally, they would invite a third party to bed, but in all of those instances, they were shit-faced drunk. The next morning was always highly awkward. He couldn't believe Jim wanted to bring someone to bed sober. He also couldn't believe that other person was a Vulcan, of all species.

"Even if I did agree to that, you wouldn't have any luck convincing him. He's a Vulcan. They're all prudes."

"Ohhhh, Bonesy thought he was hot!" Jim exclaimed in a sing-song voice. Leonard just grumbled and sped up so that Jim had to run to keep up with him.

~x~x~x~

That night, Spock looked into the cadet files and did some research on James Kirk and Leonard McCoy. What he found was both disheartening and pleasing. Their pasts and the reasons they joined Starfleet were quite morose and Spock found himself sympathizing with the two men. They were both incredibly smart, Kirk being a genius, and both had excellent grades. Next, he pulled up their pictures, side by side. He stared, brown eyes roving over every feature of both men. They were very attractive. He felt his heart speed up in his side. In reality, he knew neither of them would even consider him as a potential mate. They were both too human. After all, McCoy had already called him a xenophobic name. Just as fast as his heart had sped up, an ache blossomed in his abdomen. He had resigned himself to loneliness, accepted that a loveless bonding was in his future. Still, though he would never admit it, it hurt to find someone so perfect only to realize that nothing would ever come of it. Still, if he happened to run into them again, there wouldn't be any harm, would there?

~x~x~x~

Well, things ended up progressing faster than Spock thought they would. Spock was in the lab late that night, everyone else had gone to their campus housing or their off-campus apartments. Spock had a few things he needed to finish up before he left for the night. Turning around, Spock's arm collided with a couple of beakers filled with different liquids and they fell to the ground, the glass shattering on impact. Spock cursed under his breath and leaned down to pick up some of the larger pieces. When he did, he noticed a pleasing aroma coming from the spilled liquids. Thinking nothing of it, he quickly cleaned up the mess and finished up in the lab.

The first indication that something was wrong came when Spock noticed he was hot, sweating. It was the middle of winter and the outside temperature was forty-five degrees Fahrenheit. It should have been freezing to him, being from a planet like Vulcan and all, but he had taken his jacket off before he even began the walk home and was still sweating. When his clothes began to itch and he felt compelled to take them off, he realized that something was very wrong. Not a moment later, all his blood was being diverted to a certain part of his anatomy. It was then that his mind put two and two together. Whatever those liquids were that he knocked over must have combined to make some kind of airborne aphrodisiac. Spock tried to breathe deeply, but was finding it difficult. His heart was pounding in his side and he had to stop walking for a moment, bending over and clutching his side. That was when he heard it. Voices in the distance. This wasn't what he needed. The fear of being taken advantage of in this state was a very real fear. He may, normally, be stronger than humans, but this was not a normal situation. As the voices came closer, Spock thought about trying to run before the people that the voices belonged to saw him.

"Hey, are you alright, buddy?" Too late. Spock lifted his head slightly, coming face to face with none other than Jim Kirk. Great. Spock tried to respond only for it to come out as a grunt. Still bent over, he heard the sound of a tricorder and looked up again. It seemed Leonard carried the machine with him wherever he went. "Spock?" he heard Jim say, as if he couldn't believe that it was the professor that they found in this state.

"Dammit." He heard Leonard swear. "His readings are all over the place. Increased adrenaline and testosterone. Accelerated heart rate and respiration. What happened to you, man?" Spock spoke to the best of his ability.

"Chemicals...lab...spilled." Spock hesitated to breathe for a second. "Powerful aphrodisiac."

"Oh." Jim said dumbly. "OH!" he said again after the words hit him. He put his hand on Spock's shoulder in a comforting manner which only served to elicit a moan from the man that was utterly pornographic. Jim jerked his hand away and exchanged a worried glance with Leonard. Both men straightened Spock up, furious blushes on all three of their faces. Jim took out his PADD from the bag he carried and held it out for Spock.

"What's your address?"

~x~x~x~

Somehow, the three of them were able to make it to Spock's apartment with relative ease. It was lucky the two humans were able to find him when they did as his condition deteriorated with each passing moment. They helped him into the apartment and back to the bedroom. After Jim and Leonard got Spock into his bed, they turned to leave. When they reached the bedroom door, Jim looked back at the bed. Spock was writhing and groaning, seemingly in an immense amount of pain. Jim turned to Leonard.

"We've gotta help him somehow." he whispered. Leonard huffed.

"Yeah, well, there's only one way to do that."

"You don't think I know that?!" Jim asked angrily. This was really getting to him. Ever since they met, he couldn't get the raven-haired Vulcan out of his mind. He found that he couldn't allow the man to suffer through this alone. He turned and strode to the bed with purpose. When he reached the bed, he took a hand and gently laid it on the overheated skin of Spock's cheek.

"Spock, look at me." he said. Lust-filled, dilated eyes turned onto Jim. "I need you to listen, okay?" When Spock nodded, he continued. "I can help you with this, but only with your permission." Spock nodded vehemently.

"It would be an honor." he said in a raspy voice that went straight to Jim's groin. In the background, Leonard made a noise of disbelief.

"Well, at least we know he's coherent enough to consent. Are Vulcans so well spoken in every situation?" Jim just rolled his eyes at the man. He started taking off his clothes and looked back at his boyfriend.

"Are you going to join us?" he asked. Leonard looked uncomfortable for a moment before moving toward the bed, removing his shirt as he went.

"I guess." he mumbled. Jim just grinned at him then looked back to Spock. Jim was now in his boxer-briefs and thought Spock was far too clothed for his liking. By the time Leonard made it to the bed, he was also down to his underwear. Jim moved to him and kissed the man soundly. Spock, who was watching from below half-lidded eyes, groaned.

"Thank you." Jim whispered to Leonard before turning back to Spock. "Now, help me get him undressed." he grinned.

Between the two of them, they were able to get the Vulcan undressed. It was made even more difficult, however, as he was moaning the entire time, the sound turning on both humans. By the time they were all naked, Jim and Leonard were very erect. They both climbed on the bed, Jim immediately going for Spock's mouth and Leonard going for his neck. Spock, in a very un-Vulcan like manner, groaned loudly into Jim's mouth at the contact. When Leonard reached Spock's collarbone, Jim deepened the kiss he was sharing with the man under him, tongues battling for dominance. The kiss went on for a while until it was broken by a gasp when Leonard closed his lips around a pert nipple. Jim took a moment to really look at Spock. The Vulcan's head was thrown back in ecstasy, his entire body flushed a beautiful emerald color. Jim went for Spock's other nipple and Leonard leaned up to kiss the man under him.

Spock noticed, in the back of his mind, that Leonard's kiss was significantly different than Jim's. While both were equally pleasurable, Jim's was softer, while Leonard's was more abrasive, like the man himself. For Spock, this was a dream come true, both of the men he had come to desire naked and in his bed. The Vulcan was slightly ashamed by all of the vocalizations he was making. He couldn't help it, though. The sensations he was feeling, that these two men were causing, were phenomenal. This was nothing like he'd ever felt before. Spock yelled out when he felt a wet warmth engulf his member. He was in such a state of pleasure that he couldn't even tell who's mouth was on him. He could only writhe and groan on the bed.

Leonard hummed around the length in his mouth. It was, obviously, different than Jim's. It was slightly longer and less girthy than his boyfriend's. It was also green in color, which concerned Leonard at first, but he quickly got over that when he tasted it. Spock tasted slightly sweet. It was a pleasant and addicting taste. Leonard sucked and bobbed his head up and down as Spock grabbed the sheets in a white-knuckled grip. Leonard looked up from under his lashes and noticed Jim watching him. The blond had taken his own length in hand and watched the other two as his hand moved up and down his shaft. Leonard pulled himself away from Spock and moved up the bed to kiss his highly aroused boyfriend. The two shared a passionate kiss before moving back over to Spock.

"Hey, Spock, how do you want us?" Jim asked, not sure he would get a clear answer from the blissed out Vulcan.

"Both...both inside...me." he managed. Jim's eyes went wide. The prospect was very arousing to him, but he wasn't sure that Spock could take it. He knew Vulcans didn't really sleep around a lot. He can't have that much experience. Even for Jim, something like that would be difficult to take.

"Are you sure?" he asked. Spock only nodded and Jim decided that, if they were doing this, they would do it right. He looked to Leonard who looked just as nervous as he felt. He was a doctor, though, so he knew that he wouldn't let them hurt Spock. Leonard leaned over the edge of the bed and rummaged around in Jim's bag for a moment. It was lucky that they had stopped at the store for some more lube on their way back from eating out. He grabbed what he was searching for and pulled it from the bag. He tossed the bottle to Jim, who opened it and slathered some on his fingers.

After Jim had stretched Spock to the best of his ability, he situated himself under the Vulcan. Spock lifted his hips, with some help from Jim and Leonard guided Jim's length inside the exotic beauty. Spock let out a positively filthy moan as he immediately began trying to bounce on the length filling him. Behind him, Leonard let out a low chuckle.

"Eager, aren't we?" While Spock was fucking himself on Jim's hardness, Leonard slipped a finger in alongside Jim. This caused simultaneous moans from both Spock and Jim. Leonard kept stretching until he felt he could safely insert himself in Spock beside Jim. Spock planted his hands on Jim's chest as he took the second length. He groaned in pain and Leonard pulled him back against his chest, kissing his neck.

"Shh, darlin'." he whispered in Spock's delicately pointed ear. Spock felt a warmth fill his abdomen at the endearment.

Once Jim and Leonard were both fully seated within Spock, they began a slow pace, one thrusting in as the other pulled out. Spock was constantly filled this way and it sent endless sparks of pleasure throughout his body. They eventually sped up to a punishing pace, both Leonard and Jim grunting while Spock yelled out in bliss, grasping behind him until he grabbed Leonard's neck. Jim began running his hands down Spock's chest until he finally reached his goal, taking his member in hand and pumping it in time with their thrusts. They only lasted a few more moments, Spock coming with a scream, muscles tightening around the lengths inside of him, milking them dry. Spock collapsed onto Jim, rolling slightly to the side and both of the other men removed themselves from his body. Leonard lay down behind Spock and wrapped his arms around the Vulcan. Spock fell asleep almost immediately, sated and happier than he had been in a long time.