Stargate: Teal'c's Growing Pains Ch. 01

Stargate SG-1: Teal'c's Growing Pains Part 1

By Imorol

Disclaimer: This is a fictional story for adult entertainment purposes.

Now, to the story...

The lights were off in the small private quarters. It was dark despite the efforts of the numerous candles scattered about. Seated cross-legged on the floor was the Jaffa warrior, Teal'c. Back straight, forearms resting on his knees, the bald-headed being's eyes were closed, his breathing slow and steady. A part of every Jaffa's daily routine, Teal'c was performing kelno'reem. A very deep state of meditation, kelno'reem was akin to sleep for the alien race, a time for their implanted symbiote to repair any health issues ailing the host. But something was wrong.

Usually achieving a state of complete serenity and balance, muscles twitched under the surface of the brown skinned face. A grimace took over the normally straight line of his mouth, a frown creasing his features. With a grunt of frustration, Teal'c eyes opened, his posture relaxing only slightly. Uncrossing his legs, he stood and began extinguishing the candles. Inside his green pants a large erection was bothersome as he moved around the small quarters.

For several days now he had failed to achieve the deep levels of kelno'reem required. Within his stomach pouch, his larval Goa'uld was unsettled. Although it still provided the adopted function of his immune system, it was not functioning as it should. Teal'c knew what the seat of the problem was but was unsure of how best to deal with it. Deep in the secure levels of Stargate Command, there was only one person who could possibly aid him.

'Have a good evening, doctor,' a nurse called as she exited the doorway. 'Oh, hello, sir,' the nurse said, passing the imposing alien warrior outside the infirmary. 'If you're looking for Dr Fraiser, she's the last one on duty tonight.' Teal'c nodded his appreciation and stepped into the sickbay.

Dr Janet Fraiser was currently sorting through various bottles and phials of medication stored in a glass-fronted cabinet. Wearing a regulation Air Force uniform, she wore a light blue blouse covering her feminine bust, a dark blue inverted-V tie tab secure under the collar. The dark blue skirt was knee length, tight over her rounded bum and shapely thighs. The requisite pantyhose encased her legs, and black dress shoes shod her feet. A white lab coat completed the doctor's clothing.

'Teal'c? Is everything alright? We don't normally see you in here,' the doctor enquired upon noticing the visitor. The Jaffa only came to the infirmary for regulation post off-world mission check-ups. His symbiote should keep him hale and hearty, she thought. Closing the cabinet, she looked the man over but saw no obvious signs of distress. Studiously she tried to ignore the lump bulging against the green BDU pants he wore.

'Dr Fraiser, I am in need of your assistance,' Teal'c said. 'It is a...delicate matter.' A flash of discomfort marred his laconic features.

'Of course,' the doctor immediately replied, concern writ on her pretty face at the unusual circumstances. 'Come with me,' she said, leading her patient to the rear-most examination table. Despite being the only ones present, she pulled the curtain, ensuring some privacy should anyone else enter the infirmary.

'So what's the problem, Teal'c?' she asked.

The towering man did not sit upon the table, preferring to remain standing. At the doctor's question, the alien unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his BDUs and dropped his pants, taking his underwear with them. Teal'c had disclosed his cock. He was well-hung, girthy, long and impressively erect. Despite its size the member was standing fully upright, slapping against his clothed belly in time with his strong pulse.

A difference in alien culture I suppose, the doctor thought, taken slightly aback by the abrupt revelation. The brown penis was circumcised. And yet some similarities remain. The result of a Jaffa ritual or initiation? she pondered. Absentmindedly her small tongue ran across her pink lips.

'That's...rather impressive,' Janet said.

'Indeed,' Teal'c replied. 'Colonel O'Neill has said in the past that I am...blessed.'

Indeed, Janet thought suppressing a cheeky grin. Eyes tracing the veins roping the shaft, she watched as the ebony rod continued to flex, the movement enticing to the woman.

It was not the first time that an airman had come to the doctor with a case of blue balls. Sometimes it had been a genuine medical complaint. Sometimes the airmen in question fancied their chances or had been put up to it by squad mates. Janet had helped some of the airmen in the past, when she was feeling frisky and was positive there would be no threat to her military career. More than a few lucky enlisted men and officers had been guided to climax with her gentle stroking touch.

Feeling the stirrings of arousal between her legs and ignoring the stiffening nipples under her uniform, Dr Fraiser tried to keep things professional, clinical.

'So how can I help you Teal'c? What's the medical issue?' With a struggle she managed to raise her gaze to meet that of her patient.

'Once every five years a Jaffa must go through priem'taur,' he said with a look of rare embarrassment. 'It is when the larval Goa'uld undergoes what you would call a growth spurt. As the prim'ta reaches a new stage of maturity, the Jaffa that carries it is driven to mate.' His expression turned stony as he continued. 'Those amongst the free Jaffa believe this effect is deliberate on the part of the Goa'uld: a method to ensure strong healthy Jaffa offspring to add to their armies and slave pools.'

'I see,' Dr Fraiser said. What an abominable parasite species the Goa'uld truly are. 'And now you're entering this priem'taur phase.' Teal'c gave an affirmative nod. 'And what happens if you don't mate?'

'The prim'ta will die. And then so will I,' came the stoic reply.

'Are all matings successful during this phase?' the doctor asked, trying to understand the parameters of the condition.

'They are not. But pregnancy is more likely to occur.'

'And what if the Jaffa is stationed away from females and unable to procreate?' As she talked, Janet couldn't stop her eyes from glancing down, watching as the warrior's personal staff continued bobbing about. It looks so hard.

'He may...manually stimulate himself. This will supress the urges for a time. Long enough for him to return home.'

'And can't you...manually stimulate yourself?'

The expression of embarrassment now firmly took hold over Teal'c face. 'I have been, for nearly a year now. I have been able to control it this long through "jerking it", as O'Neill would say, and kelno'reem. Now those methods have ceased to be effective.'

Talking about masturbating the impressively-sized phallus, seeing it standing erect and throbbing, Janet Fraiser was aroused. Between her legs her vagina felt heavy, swollen with excitement. She could feel herself moistening, sexual secretions leaking into black panties. Under the blue blouse her breasts felt bigger and warmer, the nipples poking into a regulation full-coverage white bra.

'I'm sorry Teal'c, but I'm not sure how I can help you,' she said. But I can think of one or two methods not in the medical journals that I could try, she thought tongue running across her lips again.

'Is there no medicine that could help, Dr Fraiser? I have heard talk of a "little blue pill" and its effects. Is there not one for the opposite outcome? Perhaps that would curtail my urge to mate.'

'I'm afraid not,' she replied. 'That's not something there's ever been a demand for on Earth,' she added with a little smirk. Janet came to a decision. 'Sit on the examination table for me, Teal'c. Let me make an inspection. We'll see if we can come up with a remedy.'

Leaving his boots and BDUs around his ankles, the Jaffa hopped onto the hospital bed. Reclining against the stack of pillows, his cock slapped against his belly with a dull thump.

Dr Fraiser could feel her cheeks warming with a blush as she prepared to handle the largest penis she'd ever encountered. The rest of her body continued its natural reaction to her heightened state of sexual arousal: slightly dilated pupils, tingling skin and breathing quickening. The dampness in her panties was increasing.

As Chief Medical Officer she was familiar with Teal'c's medical history and knew him to be clean. Forgoing latex gloves, Janet placed a hand on the straining cock. Oh my, she thought. It was hot to the touch and she could feel a pounding pulse like it was running up her own arm. The taut flesh was incredibly hard with a satiny texture, except for the bulging veins.

It's so girthy my fingers can't close around it. Taking a firm but gentle grip, the doctor's hand began moving. Cool fingers gliding over the tumescence, she stroked her patient's cock. Faced with such a big phallus, she added her other hand. Working in tandem they travelled the full length of the shaft, sliding up and down.

Going higher with each successive motion, she came closer to the head. It was a smooth bell of hot flesh. Closing on the tip, Janet's grasp rolled over it, fingers strumming the sensitive frenulum. Glancing upwards she saw a tick quirk the corner of the man's mouth.

'Are you ok, Teal'c?' she asked.

'Indeed,' he replied. His features looked slightly less tense than usual now.

Releasing the tool, Dr Fraiser picked up a tube of lubricant from a nearby shelf. Opening the top, she squeezed out a generous amount of the viscous milky contents into her palm. Rubbing her hands together, she spread the slippery substance covering them both. The sensation of it was enjoyable.

Replacing them on Teal'c's member, she was able to stroke faster, pleasing the cock with a harder grip. Rotating as she worked the shaft between fingers and palms, the woman's breathing became heavier, partly due to her exertions, and partly due to her mounting excitement.

Dr Fraiser couldn't take her eyes from the sight of her ministrations. Her honey-coloured skin was a complete contrast to the ebony flesh of the member, alien yet so human despite its prodigious size. Light from the fluorescent bulbs above reflected off their wet skin tones. Wet squelching sounds of the lubricant spreading over the shaft filled the area enclosed by the privacy curtain.

After several moments lost to just enjoying the sensation of masturbating the huge black cock, the doctor glanced at her patient's face. Teal'c's eyes were closed, his expression one of pleasure. It was startling to see on his face, so used to seeing it lacking in emotion.

'Are you ok, Teal'c? Is this helping at all?' she asked.

It took a moment for the reply to come. 'It is...pleasant. However, it is not relieving the priem'taur. As I said, manual stimulation has ceased to be effective.' A resigned look came over his face. 'I thank you for your assistance, doctor.' Before the Jaffa could move from the examination table, Janet placed a restraining hand on his chest, the medical jelly leaving a glistening stain on the black cotton of his t-shirt.

'If you don't mind, there is something else that I could try. It may help. May I?' Janet asked.

'Of course, doctor. You have my trust and my confidence,' the warrior said reclining once more.

Returning her attention to the task at hand, the pretty white woman continued to manually assist her dark-skinned patient. Lubricant coated the entire shaft now, from stem to just below the large head. The crown itself remained free of the jelly. Licking her lips, Janet Fraiser leaned down and took it into her mouth. Pink lips closing on the hot black flesh, she could instantly taste the flavoursome tool. Its scent filled her nostrils, sending sparks of excitement flashing through her, a powerful itchy tingle settling in her crotch, slippery inside her damp panties.

Tongue flicking, it lapped along the penile opening, the flavour rich against the sensitive taste buds. Letting saliva gather, the sexy Dr Fraiser slid her lips further over the head, taking it fully into her mouth. Sucking, her cheeks hollowed, wrapping around the male bell. Her hands remained active, stroking the slippery column as she performed the medical blowjob, licking and sucking Teal'c's black tool.

Standing next to the examination table, leaning over as she sucked the alien off, Janet's thighs were rubbing together rhythmically, cute backside swaying. Inside sticky panties, she manipulated swollen labia as best she could, putting pressure on her sensitive clitoris. Pelvis rocking, she couldn't help but moan around the hard flesh crammed into her mouth. Driven on by her own sexual needs now, the pretty brunette's head slowly bobbed up and down, timed with the movements of her hands on the veiny girth.

Liquid sounds and feminine groans mixed and filled the small area as the doctor orally treated her patient. Finally taking the entire head into her mouth, she pressed forward, sinking a portion of the stem between stretched lips, cramming the orifice full. Heat built up and spread outwards from her crotch as she worked. Boobs pressing against Teal'c's muscular thigh, she increased the contact, nipples crushed pleasantly between their bodies.

Oh god, this cock tastes so good. I'd never have thought... And it's been a while since I last had a black one.

Glancing upwards, she was reward by the Jaffa wearing an extremely rare smile. 'Dr Fraiser, I believe this treatment...I believe it's working,' he said.

An experienced cock sucker, Dr Janet Fraiser recognised the tell-tale signs of an erection about to blow. Locking her full lips around the base of the helmet, working the frenulum with the tip of her tongue, lubricated palms worked rapidly up and down the throbbing dick, fingers interlocked.

'Dr Fraiser I'm about to...' Teal'c tried to voice a warning before gratification overtook him.

Ready for it, Janet eagerly took the hosing ejaculate in her mouth. A salty rich flavour filled her senses, taste and smell, as the alien emptied his full load. Splashing against the roof of the still sucking mouth, the hot offering covered the flickering tongue, pooling beneath. More gushes of semen filled the CMO's voracious orifice. The temptation to swallow was strong, almost overpoweringly so.

Rushing pulses diminishing along the underside of the ebony tool, the doctor accepted the last of the seed. Keeping her lips tight to the male member, she pulled her mouth away, ensuring the salty cargo remained contained. As her patient let his head fall back against the pillows with a satisfied sigh, the lovely brunette reached for a test tube. Bringing the glass to her lips, she let the built up reservoir of jism empty into the vial. There was so much the tube was almost full when the last dregs slid down into it.

This will be useful for research, she thought stashing the tube into a lab coat pocket. Trying to ignore it, part of her was tempted to up-end the vial and down the contents as if it were a tasty shot.

'How are you feeling, Teal'c?' the doctor asked.

'I feel much better. Thank you Dr Fraiser.'

'Well, I'm glad I could help,' she replied. As soon as she got back to her quarters, Janet planned on frigging herself until she had a good hard climax.

***

The following day SG-1 were not scheduled for any off-world missions. During the course of her duties, Dr Fraiser crossed paths with the premier team of the SGC. Each time she ran into Teal'c in the corridors of the base she couldn't help but glance at his crotch. Disappointed, she couldn't find any sign of the impressive erection having returned. Never alone, she couldn't enquire after his condition.

At least he appears to be feeling better. That's the most important thing, she thought failing to convince herself as to her real concern. Would she ever get to enjoy that big black cock again?

***

Returning from their latest off-world assignment, SG-1 was sent to the infirmary. All SGC teams had standing orders to report to sickbay after returning through the Stargate. As the three human team members were given a once over, the alien warrior stood close by, still as a statue. Given his unique alien physiology he was not required to undertake as rigorous an examination as his colleagues.

Making small talk with the team, Dr Fraiser kept glancing over at the Jaffa, searching for any signs of irritation or pain. Dropping her inquisitive eyes to his groin, she made out the returned bulge despite his attempts to camouflage it with his BDU jacket. Finishing her examination of Major Carter, the Chief Medical Officer dismissed the rest of SG-1 before calling Teal'c over.

'Teal'c, I'd like to run a routine test on you today. Now,' she added seeing a reluctant frown creasing his forehead around the symbol etched into his skull. Waving him over, she directed the patient to the rear-most examination table once more and pulled the privacy screens closed.

'Tell me, Teal'c, has there been any improvement in your priem'taur?' she queried.

'There has not. It returned during the last mission. It was...uncomfortable,' he replied.

'Let me see,' the doctor ordered.

With less reluctance now, the warrior removed his green jacket, allowing the medic to see the lump formed by another impressive erection. During the mission he'd had no other option but to pull it up, securing it tight to his body by the waistband of his pants. Now requiring no additional prompting he again dropped his BDUs and underwear.

'Up,' the doctor said patting the examination table. With Teal'c sitting on the bed, legs hanging over the side, Dr Fraiser began. Fingers taking hold of the imposing member, she pulled and manipulated it, testing its rigidity. My god, he gets so hard! It was already throbbing under her touch. He's responding quickly this time.

Realising that there wasn't much time to indulge her own desires and that the Jaffa did still need her medical attention, Janet dropped her mouth to the big dick. Opening her orifice she took him in. That wonderful taste of cock returned, but stronger now; coming straight from his last mission there hadn't been the opportunity to shower.

One hand braced against a thick thigh, the other held the shaft steady. Brunette head bobbing rapidly up and down, doc Fraiser wasted no time in administering another blowjob. Full pink lips glided effortlessly over the large mushroom tip. Within, her tongue swiped along the frenulum, following it up to the bloated glands where it probed into the meatus, already tasting pre-cum seeping from the opening.

Mm, feels so good in my mouth. Tastes wonderful, she thought hungrily sucking at the salty prong.

'Doctor Fraiser?' a female voice called.

Hesitant to remove the phallus from her mouth, Janet had no choice. She couldn't afford to be discovered giving oral sex to a member of the SGC. However, she kept her hand on the girthy dick. Stroking the throbbing manhood, she peaked around the obscuring curtain.

'Yes, what is it nurse?' she asked managing to hide any hint of doing anything inappropriate.

'I just wanted to let you know that I'm taking the samples from SG-1 over to medlab 2. Do you have any specific instructions for the techs, ma'am?'

Still smoothly jerking off her patient, doc Fraiser considered for a moment. 'No. The standard battery of tests will suffice. Normal protocols unless anything nasty is picked up,' she said.

'Yes, doctor,' the nurse said before turning and exiting the infirmary.

Glancing around the sickbay, the CMO noted the presence of two other nurses and a squad of marines marching past the entrance. Not much time, she thought.