Odo sat at the bar feeling very depressed. The time had come to call it a day as far as he and Kira were concerned. She had known for a long time how he felt about her, and nothing had happened. If she loved him, then it wasn't in the same way he loved her. Time to accept it - lovers they would never be. Time for his heart and mind to move on. How he wished he could still get drunk.

"Founder! What a pleasant surprise! May I join you?" Just when it seemed things couldn't get any worse, Weyoun appeared. He sat down beside Odo before giving him a chance to answer - but Odo was past caring.

"You know," said Weyoun, "I would offer to buy you a drink if it weren't for......"

"Watch." Odo raised his arm and held out his hand as if he were holding a glass, and a 'glass' duly appeared. He raised it to his lips and 'drank'.

"Oh Founder, that's wonderful, wonderful! What else can you do?"

"Wouldn't YOU like to know," said Odo reproachfully, thinking the Vorta was getting carried away. "I'm sorry Founder, I didn't mean to......."

"That's alright. PLEASE, would you call me Odo?"

Having Weyoun inflict himself upon him made Odo wish all the more that he could still get drunk. However, time didn't seem to be passing too slowly. Weyoun did most of the talking, only forgetting and calling Odo "Founder" twice. It was almost an enjoyable experience, for although Odo usually found the Vorta irritating beyond belief, there was something else he felt about Weyoun. He thought he was absolutely beautiful.

Weyoun wasn't the easiest person in the universe to get along with, Odo knew this as well as anyone. But his face was so lovely - one glance from those unbearably beautiful eyes could take Odo's breath away.

Weyoun talked and Odo listened. Not so much as to what he was saying, but to the sound of his voice. Soft...........sensual......... seductive........................

Odo sighed and stared down at the bar. "Odo? I hope I haven't been boring you at all."

"NO, no, you haven't. You're a good drinking companion..........Weyoun." Odo smiled at the Vorta. He wondered what his dark hair felt like to touch. Weyoun was delighted that a Founder enjoyed his company, especially Odo. Weyoun thought about Odo whenever he masturbated.

"I would like to return to my quarters now", Odo said. "I like to read for a while, before I regenerate. If you'd like to walk with me, we can talk some more."

"I hear you have - 'apparatus' in your quarters - to help you shape-shift?" enquired Weyoun. "That's right. 'Models' for me to use. Some are quite complex. You could say I 'work-out' with them. Why don't you come and see?"

Odo led the way into his quarters, Weyoun hesitating slightly before entering. What an honour, to be invited into a Founders home! When Odo had finished explaining how his 'gymnasium' worked, Weyoun asked him what he was planning to read. It turned out Odo had just finished a book and was about to choose a new one, so he didn't know yet.

"Well Odo, thank-you for providing a pleasant end to a busy day. I will see you at the council meeting tomorrow, no doubt." Weyoun turned and made his way towards the door. He was about to open it, when he heard Odo reply "I'll be there," at a proximity that startled him. He turned quickly. Odo was standing just two feet away. "Founder........"

"My name is Odo."

"I know............."

Odo reached out and touched the Vorta's face. He kept his hand there, and gently stroked the ridges of the elegantly curving ear with his thumb. Weyoun's eyes closed. He was trembling. He reached up to touch Odo's hand. Odo thought he might be going to pull it away - but no, he held the hand in place. He turned his face slightly and kissed Odo's wrist.

Weyoun opened his eyes. He reached for Odo, pulled him close, and kissed him passionately. Odo put his arms around Weyoun and held him. Weyoun had an erection, and Odo could feel it, pressed against his body. A hard phallus formed in his groin. When Weyoun felt it, he put his arms around Odo's waist and began rubbing his erect penis against it. They continued to hold and kiss each other for some time. Odo reached down and touched Weyoun's swollen member. He reached between his legs and felt his balls. Weyoun held on to Odo, his hips moving rhythmically to maximize the sensation.

Odo led Weyoun to the bedroom and sat him down on the bed. He knelt before him, and began undressing him. He unbuttoned Weyoun's tunic and removed it. He took off his boots, and proceeded to unzip his pants, easing the slider carefully over his engorged penis. He lay Weyoun on the bed, and pulled off his pants. Odo made his own uniform disappear. He knelt on the bed beside Weyoun, and looked down at the naked Vorta. "You are so beautiful, Weyoun." Weyoun smiled and stretched out on the bed, so Odo could examine him properly. This he proceeded to do, with eyes, hands, and lips.

Odo explored Weyoun's belly and chest. His skin felt very feminine - smooth, supple, and soft. His nipples were tiny, and the palest pink. Odo sucked them gently, and Weyoun sighed with delight. Moving further down, Odo caressed the outside of his thighs. Weyoun parted them, so he could work on the insides. Odo worked upwards with a series of gentle strokes, until at last he reached the scrotum. Weyoun's balls were covered in thick, dark, beautifully soft hair. Weyoun lay there, eyes closed, enjoying every sensation as Odo's fingers worked their magic. He stroked the balls with one hand, and went to work on the penis with the other, stroking the shaft and circling the glans, distributing the liquid that seeped from the tiny opening in the tip. Odo discovered a place behind the Vorta's scrotum which was exquisitely sensitive. Weyoun gasped and trembled at the slightest touch to that area.

Weyoun sat up and put his arms around Odo. He kissed him - his lips, his face, his neck. Odo lay down, and Weyoun looked at him adoringly. It delighted Odo to see such warmth and affection expressed in the Vorta's lovely face. Weyoun kissed and caressed his body, and went down on him.

Weyoun started by holding Odo's balls and kissing and nuzzling them. He planted a row of kisses on his penis, working from the root upwards. He caressed the shaft and glans with his tongue. Then at last he took the member in his mouth, and sucked. Odo moaned.

"Please have me, Odo. I want it so much." Weyoun kneeled on all-fours beside Odo. Odo stroked his back. "What is it you want, Weyoun?" Weyoun was puzzled - he thought it was obvious. "I want you to sodomise me."

"Sodomise you? But that would be SO humiliating for you." Weyoun realised Odo was teasing. "Oh please, kind Founder, take pity on a poor Vorta. I have been so wicked and bad. I beg my punishment. Please humiliate me. Debase me. Oh GOD.....! Fuck me Odo, PLEASE...........!"

Weyoun felt Odo's firm hands on his buttocks, and shuddered with excitement as he felt them being eased apart. Odo held them apart and saw the anus dilate invitingly. He closed his eyes and sighed - he had always wanted to fuck Weyoun. Weyoun felt the head of Odo's penis at his entrance. Odo was very gentle. Weyoun moaned softly as Odo carefully eased his member inside.

Weyoun gripped Odo's penis with his anal sphincter - Odo enjoyed the sensation. Weyoun relaxed, and Odo began thrusting slowly, gently. After a time, the thrusts became harder, faster. "There," he said, "I'm fucking you, you little shit of a Vorta, just like you wanted. Are you enjoying it?" Weyoun found the verbal abuse tremendously exciting and wanted to answer, but couldn't. He was gasping, each gasp deeper than the one before, then he moaned loudly as ecstasy overwhelmed him. Weyoun's semen splattered abundantly onto the sheet beneath him and Odo roared like a lion, loosing his shape as his own orgasm raged. Weyoun sank onto the bed and the shapeless Odo fell beside him. Odo soon reformed, and they lay together, trembling. They were both covered in Weyoun's thick, creamy cum.

Odo cradled the sleeping Vorta in his arms. "Weyoun," he whispered. He kissed him tenderly, and stroked his soft dark hair. Weyoun didn't stir as Odo slipped away to regenerate. Odo showered first to wash dried semen from his body and bacteria from his penis. Weyoun awoke just in time to see his lover dissolve into a shimmering puddle. "Sweet dreams Odo, my darling Founder."

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