*I completely forgot this part when I updated the last chapter because I was in such a rush to get it out (…oops). I don't own it so don't sue me, cuz I'm not rich.

*quick note: read the AN at the bottom plz!

Here we go folks…

Sweat fell from McCoy's eager body in anticipation and an amazing bout of nervousness. It had been a while since he'd gotten any, and even longer since he'd been with another man. It was right after his divorce with Jocelyn, before he decided to join Starfleet. Leonard never knew that the man he had been with that hot Southern night would have such a huge impact on his life…

*********Flashback Time**********

It was an old gay bar that had been in Atlanta since practically the dawn of time; it was called the "Three Legged Cowboy". McCoy wasn't exactly sure what he was looking for or if he should even be looking here in the first place; but he moved towards the bar none the less. The exhausted doctor sat on the barstool knocking down shots of Tennessee's finest taking in the dusky atmosphere he was surrounded in. So many thoughts were going through his mind about Jocelyn, the custody hearing for Joanna, his future… Everything was one big complication after another; just as scary as flying.

"Hey there." , a bright smile and blue eyes looked up at him from a dipped down cowboy hat.

How fitting. McCoy could only stare at the man, with his lean frame and golden skin. The stranger was tall, tan, blonde, and blue-eyed; in tight jeans that left nothing to the imagination. He laughed internally. It seems like that's my type no matter what the gender.

"Well now, aren't you cute. Did your mama teach you not to talk to strangers?"

The Doctor didn't realize he never said anything back to the man, just gawked at him like the certified idiot he was. "I'm sorry; it's been a long day." , he held out his hand, "I'm Leonard McCoy."

"That's more like it." ,the stranger took his hand, "James Ford." The man had a strong grip but in a way it was comfortable, like they'd known each other for years. "You don't look like this is really your place to be."

"Is it that obvious?", sarcasm and a bit of disbelief laced his words.

James laughed in a smooth Southern voice; it was enticing. Now I know what all those Yankee girls are so obsessed about when they come down here. It's a powerful thing. And didn't he know it too? He can't remember how many times he had gotten lucky just because of a little dirty talk in his God-given Southern accent.

"Actually it is darlin. So what are you here for? I'm assuming that you didn't walk in to this place by accident."

Leonard looked into the empty shot glass in his hand; possibly his fifth one. "You know I really don't know what I want right now. It's been a mighty long road so far and I'm just so spun around with everything. I was hoping someone could figure out what I needed here." He looked up at the blonde like a life preserve, he needed somebody else to take the reins. McCoy needed somebody else to let him be weak; to tell him that he didn't have to be 'the strong one' anymore.

"Well," James took his ten gallon off and ran his hands through his long blonde mane, "I can take you to my place and we can sort this all out." A small smirk resided on the cowboy's face where some blonde whiskers decided to grow.

Leonard thought about it, thought about this overly-confident man and what he was offering. "I can't promise you anything."

"I'm not askin for nothing you're not wanting to give McCoy. And that's the only promise on the table alright?"

"I don't know Ford. I just met you and I don't know you from Tom Sawyer."

As soon as McCoy said that, a faint smile appeared on James' face. The cowboy leaned in close and stared straight into glassy green eyes, "Look I know we don't know each other but I can damn well tell what you came in here for even if you don't. And I feel like I am the only man in this state that could possibly give it to you." Sweet breath of whisky floated through the doctor like a breath of fresh air as Ford leaned in closer; whispering now in his ear. "I know you're scared right now but I need you to trust me when I say I want you. My only goal at the moment is pleasing you." With a swipe of his tongue to Leonard's ear James backed away and waited for a response.

McCoy swallowed…Hard. "Okay," he knocked back his last shot, "Let's do this."

Before he knew it Leonard was on his back half naked in a seedy motel with this gorgeous stranger looming over him. The air was thick with lust and impatience.

"We'll take things nice and slow okay McCoy?"

He nodded reluctantly; McCoy didn't want this to be more than what it was: a one night stand. Suddenly attacks of harsh kisses were raining down all over his body; a bite to his collar bone had him arching up like a two dollar whore. But damn did it feel good! Leonard grabbed on to the blonde locks like a vice, scraping his teeth over the sinewy neck that strained over him.

"I can see you like things a little rough there don't you baby?", the smirk was loud and clear in his voice. The cocky bastard…

"Stop talking cowboy and give me what I want." Leonard's gruff voice deepened with lust.

Ford pressed their bodies together; grinding their erections against each other. "Oh I'm working on that, don't you worry. You're pretty bossy, you know that?"

"I've been told once or twice…" He trailed off as James sucked on a taut nipple. "Jesus!"

"We haven't even started yet…" Ford smiled sinisterly while he moved even lower on McCoy's flexed body.

His jeans magically disappeared, along with his briefs, and now his rigid cock was being deep throated by a very eager James Ford. McCoy's body was trembling with all of the pleasure he was at the receiving end of. The noises were nasty as hell, making him even harder than he already was. His eyes were closed to keep him from coming on the spot, but with the slurping noise he just heard how could he not look? Beautiful blonde hair swayed to and fro, full lips stretched around his dick, and bright blue eyes looked up at him with a bit of mischief.

"Oh God, you're gonna have to stop. I think you're honestly trying to kill me." , the doctor let out the breath he was holding as Ford mouth released his firm penis.

As the stranger caught his breath he countered, "Would be a bad way to go though would it?" James took off his those tight jeans of his and was completely nude.

"Not in the least. Going commando huh? I wonder how you don't get chaffed at fuck in those jeans."

He laughed, "Very carefully." Ford ran his hand over McCoy's rugged abs, "Damn you are sexy. I want to be in you, now."

McCoy hadn't heard anybody talk to him with that much admiration in years. "Okay. I want this."

James was careful with Leonard, gentle even, as he spread the doctor open with lube and his thick fingers. He had McCoy panting faster than either of them expected. The thrust of fingers got faster and Leonard writhed with impatience. "Fuck me already!" Ford rolled the condom onto his thick cock and jerked it a couple times just looking at how wanton Leonard seemed to be.

"Alright darling, here I come." He thrust into Leonard slowly; getting him used to the feeling of something bigger breaching his hole.

Each little thrust was a painful burn, it took a while for the passionate buzz to kick in, but it did eventually. As soon as McCoy met the cowboy for a thrust, James pushed deeper into him. His strokes were deep, slow, and harsh; a nice rhythm but McCoy needed more, and said as much. "Damn it go faster you sonofabitch!" James sped up, now pounding into McCoy, sending his body into blissful tingles. "Fuck yes! That's what I want…shit."

"God you're so tight!" Their foreheads rested against each other as they came; Ford into McCoy's abused hole and Leonard onto James' firm stomach. They lay there sucking in forgotten breath with tired lungs. As their sweat cooled, their minds were catching up with their bodies. "So, now that you're in a euphoric state, let's talk about your problem." James rolled off to the side to grab a pack of cigarettes and light one up. He tipped the small package towards Leonard, "You want one?"

Leonard shook his head and smiled one of those sad self-depreciating smiles, "I'm a doctor."

Ford scooted closer to McCoy and gave a lopsided grin, "Well I'll be damned, beautiful and smart. I guess I lucked out tonight."

"Look we already had sex so you really don't have to keep lying to me Ford." Before those ripe lips could even come up with a defense Leonard beat him to the point. "I know I'm old, not nearly as attractive as you, and I have so much baggage I feel like I'm sinking half the time." He slipped out of the bed to put his pants on. As far as he knew, this encounter was over. A warm hand stopped him from putting his shirt back on.

"Was it all that bad? Where they took away all of your self-worth? I can keep telling you how fucking beautiful you are until the damn cows came home and you would never believe me until you saw it yourself." Tenderness emanated from the hands roaming across Leonard's naked chest. "Tell me what happened."

McCoy went on to explain the basics of the madness that had become his life; mostly what Jocelyn had done to him and how she had gotten the whole damn town to turn on him. "I don't know where to go now. I can't stay here, that's for damn sure." The weary doctor looked over at the slick stranger next to him.

"So she took practically the whole planet from you huh?"

"Everything except for my bones." , he smirked.

"Hell, you're a doctor. You've got options McCoy."

"Yeah smartass, like what?" As much as the sarcasm streamed out of his mouth, he was actually curious about what this guy could see that he couldn't.

"I've got a buddy who decided to go into the service. He's a surgeon; damn good one too."

"Starfleet? You're shitting me right?"

"Not in the least. I don't see how that wasn't a first choice for you…"

"I have aviophobia, it's the— "

"Fear of flyin. I know that doc, don't go insulting my intelligence."

"Sorry. So what else you got?"

"That's it actually.", a huge smile was plastered onto Ford's face.

"I'm not doing it."

"You've got nothing to lose—"

"Except for my life! Do you know how easy it is to die on one of those deathtraps?"

"And it's a great job." The blonde ran his hands through his hair and looked over at Leonard, "You need to do this for yourself. Take a different route; it can only get better from here." He got out a stylus and a pad, "Here's my buddy Jack's number. Call him when you change your mind Leonard." The smile in his eyes knew that Leonard would do just that. The cowboy kissed his forehead and left Leonard there to contemplate what was just said.

He woke up hung-over, picked up the pad and hologrammed Jack…

**********Flashback Over***********

Bones came out of his reverie to notice that his hands were trembling; his sure and steady surgeon's hands.

"Bones, we can take this as slow as you want it to go.", Jim's kisses got more intense with every huff of breath that scratched its way out of his mouth.

"Jim shut up. I want this as much as you do, so hurry up and get me ready." Still up against the wall, McCoy pressed his body into Jim's to let him feel how much the doctor wanted him. He got an answering erection rubbing against his thigh. McCoy assaulted Jim's chest with wet kisses, "I want you in me Jim; hot and hard." As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized that his captain was getting even harder from his spontaneous dirty talk. Might as well run with it… "I want you to need this—need me—as much as I need you right now. I can't wait to feel you pumping into me like your life depended on it like you needed to fuck or die!"

Spock and Nyota gave each other the same look of foreshadowing.

"Damnit Bones!", the words were muffled by the onslaught of bites and licks he was giving McCoy, "Get on your hand and knees and open yourself nice and pretty for me."

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*AN: Sorry it took a while but it seems like I gained a bit of my inertia back! ^_^

Now I had gotten a recent message from jarethismine who gave me a new direction for SAYA so I might be making this a bit longer than intended. Thanks btw ;)

FOR GOD'S SAKE PEOPLE R-E-V-I-E-W!

Lol thanks guys

xoxoxo karmapolice28

& just so you know the Three Legged Cowboy is a real gay bar in Atlanta, and yes that is Sawyer from Lost lol. I just figured that those two go waaay too well together in my head :D