Fic: Fishing is a four letter word Pt. 2
Title:: Fishing is a four letter word PT. 2
Author: captainlogic
Summary:Jack takes Daniel on a vacation that’s out of this world
Word Count:15,000
Rating: nC-17
Disclaimer:None of Stargate belongs to me, only in my sordid dreams
Written For: justhuman
Prompt: vacation but somewhere not the cabin, preferably without fishing/cabin but having some downtime
The next morning, SG-1 joined the team trooping up the ramp, the foursomes gait considerably lighter and faster than those of their working cohorts. Sam reached the ‘Gate first and pretty much leapt through, eager to get on and see her father. The ripples of her entry hadn’t faded before Teal’c passed through and then Jack and Daniel hit it almost simultaneously, Jack steadfastly ignoring Daniel’s requests for more information. When the younger man had gotten home the night before he’d found a message on his answering machine describing the expected climate of their vacation getaway and given a more comprehensive packing list but no further information as to their destination. Jack had picked hi up in the morning and surprised him by bringing him to the SGC. He had assumed that his lover was needed to sign off on something but had instead started to unload their gear from the flatbed and carped at his to get his ass into gear. Jack hadn’t so much as uttered a word as to what was going on, simply smiling in an infuriating manner.
The foursome stood next to the DHD and saw off natives and SG-11 before deciding who to go first. Sam just rolled her eyes and punched in the coordinates to the latest Tokra base and loped off up the stairs and with a merry wave, sauntered off to the other side of the galaxy. Teal’c was next, leaving with a more sedate and dignified bow.
When it was just the two of them left, Jack sneaked a quick glance around and stole a kiss from an unsuspecting Daniel. Who didn’t protest and brought him in for another.
“Where are we going?” Daniel asked as Jack turned to the device and began to punch his hand down on the dials. It took a moment but Daniel’s freakishly good memory for addresses came to the fore.
“Gee, Jack, taking me to the planet of the ex-girlfriend. That’s just too classy for words.” Daniel scowled as he peered over his lover’s shoulder at the co-ordinates. “That’s not to say that Edora isn’t nice and all but I told you, no threesomes, no women, no-”
“Smoke and mirrors, my dear, smoke and mirrors.” Daniel opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted by the ‘woosh’ of the activating wormhole, the glittering ring as inviting now as it was when first Daniel saw it.
“Don’t want it to be too easy to find us.” Daniel peevishly seemed to understand
“Huh”
“What?”
“I always wondered something.”
“What?”
“What what?”
“What did you wonder?” Daniel sighed.
“Why we always sent teams out one by one to their designated planet. Surely we could have just gotten all the teams together in the gate room and then sent them all in one go to a friendly or deserted planet and then they could have gated off to their respective planets from there. Cost way less surely? The gate at the start of a wormhole pays the electricity bill…” Jack looked suddenly uncertain and looked to Daniel for clarification, who nodded.
“Yeah, so it wouldn’t have cost anything to bring the teams back one at a time so that would be fine.
Silence met what Jack considered to be a considerable money saving gem of an idea and he turned to Daniel, a frown marring his features. Daniel’s mouth was lax, his eyes staring intently at Jack. Jack waved his hands in front of the other man’s face before delivering a short, sharp jab to the breastbone with the index finger of his right hand. “Hey, you alright?”
“That, that was smart Jack.” Daniel looked truly perplexed by the idea, still staring at Jack as if he had two heads, or perhaps a snake in his head.
“Yeah, well, you know I was due.” Jack shrugged as he ambled up to the ‘gate. “Come on Toto, Oz waits for no man. Or dog.”
As soon as they’d stepped out on Edora, Jack pulled a folded white envelope from his jacket, and upon finding an appropriate rock to weight it down, propped it up against the base of the DHD. ‘General Hammond Only’ was scrawled on the front. Wincing as he straightened up, Jack rubbed his knees before proceeding to punch in the symbols for a planet designation Daniel didn’t recognize. Over the years he’d gotten better at storing them in his head, but they were mostly addresses to friendly planets for times of crisis or when the GDO had been lost/stolen/damaged and they needed an alternative communication source and a ‘Gate that wouldn’t smoosh them on the other side.
“What was that?” Daniel asked. “This is a great vacation by the way. A walking tour of the great ‘Gates of the galaxy.”
“In good time.” The ‘Gate clunked and whirred noisily and the ground shuddered slightly beneath Daniel’s feet. It never failed to amaze him that something that sounded like a washing machine with a terminal case of limescale could in fact transport people across galaxies. With the ‘woosh’ safely contained, Jack grabbed his lover and manhandled him up and into the event horizon.
“Are we there yet?” Daniel asked as he stepped out into a near identical landscape as the one he’d so recently inhabited. It was beautiful. Far to what Daniel figured was west were the magnificent slopes of a mountain range, all blue-grey peaks against the blue sky, patches of evergreens dull against the snow-white caps. Closer to, fields of who knew what glistened in the sunlight, a light breeze setting the stalks swaying, the golden glow hypnotising. He could hear a river or stream in the distance, beyond a forest of heavily boughed trees. Birdsong, so familiar as to be disturbing when travelling inter-galacticly was loud without the disruption of planes and cars. He smiled. It was so peaceful here.
“Yup. Home sweet home for the next week. And this time, I present you with a beautiful garden with no snakes. Or weird head trapping nightmare inducing machines. I aim to please in all aspects of vacation travel. Please, come again.” Jack dropped the bags he carried and flung his arms wide. “All of this is ours and ours alone. Jacob came by the place few months ago on a reconnaissance, place is totally deserted, devoid of live above anything larger than a deer so you and I are totally alone.” He waggled his eyebrows and leered at his lover, dancing slowly towards him with as much hip swaying as he could manage and still travel with forward momentum.
“And Hammond allowed this?” Daniel was sceptical, there had to be something more here going on.
“He allowed our leave didn’t he?” Mention of his commanding officer was like cold water on Jack’s libido. Why couldn’t Daniel just get with the program, be impressed and then be naked?
“That’s not the answer.” Daniel raised an eyebrow as he let his bags drop to the ground.
“It’s an answer.”
“Jack.”
“Fine, fine.” Jack levered himself down onto his abandoned bags, all too aware of the aches in his joints. The time off, even with, hopefully, round the clock sex, was probably going to help with those as much as team moral.
“Hammond thinks we’re on Edora. He was also of the belief that there was something between me and Carter.” He grimaced and nodded at Daniel’s expression, unsurprised when Daniel plunked down upon his own bag.
“He thought some of the tension in the team was due to a new relationship, one between me and her.” Daniel snorted. “Can’t blame him for that conclusion. Although why he thought that would cause tension.” He chuckled absently. “Maybe he thought I was jealous.” Daniel smiled to himself as he thought about it. Then the grin fell from his face.
“Was. You said the General was.” Daniel looked up at Jack, worry pooling in his gut. “What does he know now?” Fear was etched in every line of his face though he was proud that his voice sounded so even and sure. He fought to keep his breathing steady so he could hear Jack’s reply over the pounding of his own heart.
“Officially, Hammond doesn’t know anything.” Daniel didn’t look relieved. Jack licked his lips before continuing. “George has grasped the finer points.” Daniel nodded slowly, processing what Jack told him.
“And where does that leave us? Is this too big a thing to expect the General to carry? All the times we’re on mission, all the times one agency or another is poking around, I knew that he would do his utmost to protect us from all the government bullshit, but this? Is it too much to expect?”
Jack shunted forward onto his knees and shuffled the few feet to Daniel, resting his large hands on the thighs before him. “The General would never divulge our relationship because he doesn’t know. George, our friend, the guy who doesn’t ask questions but pays the bail anyway, he’d never let slip because he’s a pal. He likes me.” Jack preened. “I’m very likable.”
“Jack.”
“Daniel. We’re on vacation. I didn’t just buy you chocolates and flowers, I took you across the galaxy for alone time. I want to be in denial for the next few days. Please, can we just not worry about it for now? There’s nobody here to spy on us, or ruin our plans or implicate us in something that defiles our relationship.” He knelt up and pressed a kiss against Daniel’s unresisting mouth.
“What there is, is wide open spaces, an air mattress and,” here Jack’s voice dropped an octave and adopted a lascivious tone, “a river just over there for bathing, skinny dipping and fishing.” He looked triumphant.
Daniel pursed his lips and lowered his chin, glaring at Jack over his glasses. “You fish in there and I can guarantee you the other two things won’t be happening.”
“Hmmm, kinky, don’t worry baby, I want you more the less you shower.” Jack nuzzled into the crease of Daniel’s neck, mouthing his way beneath his t-shirt, pressing chaste kisses against his collarbone. “Oh yeah, your scent all concentrated, sweat and come plastered to your skin, just waiting for me to lap it from you.” As he nodded assent his slight stubble burned against Daniel’s skin sending a shiver of desire down his spine to awaken his already somewhat interested dick. “I could totally get on board with that,” Jack began to nibble the skin beneath his mouth, encouraged by Daniel lifting his hands to stroke his back, fingers scrabbling at his waistband to haul his shirt form his pants in his urgency to get at skin. “Right after we get the tent up,” Jack continued, hardening his resolve to pull away from Daniel. It was a punishment to do so; Daniel’s eyes were at half-mast, his head lolling to one side with a fine sheen of sweat just starting to appear on his forehead.
It took a moment for that to sink in.
“What?”
“I’m old Daniel. Way too old to be making out on the ground. Tent, mattress, cooker and then we are good to go.” He clapped his hands and sat back on his heels, willing his erection to subside as he pushed to standing. “Faster we start, faster we’re done and then…”
“Bastard.”
“Yup.”
“Couldn’t we be having sex in a nice warm soft bed. That would be better for your knees.”
“Yeah, but then we’d have to hide away. Here we can fuck anytime, anywhere as loud as we want, how we want and no one will ever know.” Jack’s grin nearly split his face in half. “Sweet, aint it?” Daniel thought for a second.
“Yeah.” He hauled his bags over his shoulders and marched them to where Jack wanted them, unpacking various implements and assembling the tent. Within the hour, everything was set up. It wasn’t the normal tents they used on missions, this one was slightly larger, having a front porch type area to dump shoes or wet clothes, or whatever wasn’t wanted within the main compartment, plus it was taller, both men could stand comfortably. This was a vacation after all, no need to be cramped.
The sun was only slightly lower in the sky when Daniel lay back in the ‘O’ of the ‘Gate, the circular shadow framing him. With a leer, Jack levered himself to the floor and curled up along Daniel’s right side, nuzzling Daniel from his light doze, nibbling his lush lower lip between his teeth, tugging gently to get his attention, to get the kisses he desired. The sunlight bathed Daniel in warmth, the sensation odd within its context. So new and yet so comfortingly familiar. It reminded him of his childhood, of digs and sand but as he moved from Jack’s lips to suckle his earlobe, he realised he’d never kissed this man in the light. At their respective homes every curtain, blind and shade had been drawn against prying eyes, hiding their secret, making it shameful. But here, in the sweet grass and bright sunshine beside the giant ‘Gate he could stare his fill, touch and caress without a care in the world.
“You’re a genius,” he murmured against warm skin, tongue snaking out to taste the sweat beading at Jack’s hair line.
“Been telling you that for years.” Came the reply as Jack drew him down for another kiss. “But, why exactly?” he asked as he pressed his left hand against Daniel’s head, angling it away to bite gently against his neck.
“Unghh, oh, uh,” Daniel’s head dropped to rest against Jack’s shoulder as the assault continued. “Sun, us, here.” It wasn’t the most coherent of sentences but Daniel figured that Jack would forgive him that.
“Uh-huh,” smugness radiated from Jack, the brush of his breath against Daniel’s skin delightful. It was perfect being here, just like this. Jack moved his lips back to Daniel’s, their kiss sloppy and unhurried as their hands explored chests, tickled along ribs and gently stoked arousal. There was no need to rush, no cover to invent. They could take their time, over and over again. Reach for each other whenever they pleased. It would be hell to leave this place, but the memories would keep each man warm when they spent cold nights alone.
Jack hauled Daniel more atop him, revelling in the feel of his weight pressing him into the ground. God how the man had filled out, and how Jack loved to feel him using all that strength to ground him, wrap around him. For several leisurely minutes they ground against each other, rocking together to the gentle whispers of their moans and the sounds of the forest.
Jack buried his hands under Daniel’s shirt, wanting to slake his need to touch this man’s skin. His hands scrabbled against the restriction the shirt enforced, lust making him clumsy in his attempts to push it away, and frustration marring his moans of pleasure. He craved the sight of Daniel’s skin in the sunlight, wanted to glut himself greedily on the display. His hands faltered and his head fell back, ripping his lips from Daniel’s at the thought of banning clothes altogether. Daniel could end up with an all over tan, his beautiful ass golden kissed.
Daniel took the opportunity to sit up, shedding his shirt, shivering as Jack trailed his fingers lightly from down his shoulders and into his exposed armpits as he raised his arms to lift the shirt over his head. Feeling somewhat ridiculous he stayed like that astride his lover, arms in the air as Jack explored the dense hair, twirling the short strands around his fingers, slicking them with the sweat that was starting to break out into tufts and peaks. Daring to glance down he saw Jack enthralled by his actions, pupils blown wide, a barely detectable ring of brown left.
With an effort, the older man heaved himself to a sitting position, using his hands braced against Daniel’s shoulders to not dislodge him from his very pleasurable perch. With a smile, Jack braced Daniel’s left elbow within the palm of his hand, pressing upwards to expose his underarm again, sensing brief hesitation in Daniel before he complied and allowed his lower arm to fall behind his head to ease the weight. Jack pressed a swift kiss to Daniel’s mouth, lapping against the lax lips before nuzzling his way into the other man’s pit, inhaling deeply of the fresh sweat and musk. His head swam; it was just like the fantasy he’d described to his lover a few hours ago. This scent, so uniquely Daniel, was such a turn on.
Dropping one hand to Daniel’s ass and the other to his hip, Jack took firm handfuls and squeezed, kneading the flesh beneath his palms as he teased his tongue along the crease of Daniel’s underarm, swirling the hairs there, slicking them with his spit and Daniel’s sweat, mingling the two as he claimed them for each other. He stabbed his tongue hard, rhythmically against the sensitive skin in tune with Daniel’s breathing, short fast jabs. As Daniel began to rut his hips against him, desperate for pressure, for friction he pulled back with a small sucking bite to the firm pectoral before him, staring at Daniel, waiting for him to look before slowly dragging his tongue across his lips, savouring the flavour.
Daniel’s hands flew to his chest, tugged Jack’s own shirt from his body and pushed him back to the floor, shuffling on his knees until his thighs pressed against Jack’s ribs and he bent over his lover’s prone form, tongue demanding entrance to Jack’s mouth, chasing any hint of their combined taste behind his lips and against his cheeks. Daniel could feel the ebb and flow of his lover’s breathing, the quickened pace of his heart between his thighs.
There was something about the clink of a belt being flipped open and a zipper being released that was such a trigger for Daniel, such a source of arousal that at the feel of Jack’s fingers reaching for his buckle his head swam and he began to pant. As Jack reached within his pants, past the slit in his boxers and to the heat and flesh within Daniel canted his hips further, causing Jack’s hand to slide further in, Daniel’s balls puddling within Jack’s palm, cock resting against his wrist.
“Little anxious there?” Jack teased, loving how responsive his lover was and how urgent. Daniel just thrust harder, skimming his cock down the length of Jack’s arm the older man squeezed and toyed with his sac as much as possible within the confines of the pants.
“They gotta come off.” Jack used his other hand to tug at the waistband, snugging the pants down over Daniel’s ass, shamelessly groping the revealed cheeks, hand slipping so low as to brush against the other, fingers trailing the crack.
“Off. Off.” Daniel dismounted form his position, throwing himself to the side to roll onto his back kicking his legs free from the restrictive pants, getting into trouble when he couldn’t get them past his boots. With a whine, Daniel set about unlacing and removing his boots, grumbling as he did so, swatting at any available part of Jack as the other man sniggered whilst undressing himself. Normally Jack liked to put on a show for Daniel; he knew he was in good shape, knew how much Daniel got off on watching his body sway and writhe as he slowly stripped of his clothing. But maybe another time, he could hum show tunes as he danced but now he just needed to get naked as quickly as possible. He grunted as Daniel, having finished first, threw himself back atop Jack looking triumphant, flushed and happy as he stole a kiss of reward.
Daniel rode out the movements of Jack’s squirming, enjoying the spikes of pleasure from his inner thighs and ass as Jack’s freed cock ground against him. Fishing in his pocket for the small packet of lube he’d stashed earlier when stowing his gear in the tent Jack tossed his pants away from them and rolled them over, pining Daniel to the ground, gazing down into his lover’s laughing face.
“Gotta have you now, need you.” Jack lowered his head to nibble at Daniel’s skin as he rolled to his side, before pressing both hands into his lover’s left flank, urging him to flip over, rough needy hands on his hips guiding him to rock back onto his knees, resting on all fours amongst the fragrant grass. Jack massaged the broad shoulders as he kissed his way down Daniel’s spine, biting at the knobs of bone, laving the skin, soon to be tanned golden in all this sun. Especially when Jack would ‘accidentally’ hide all of Daniel’s clothing. Unless it suddenly turned cold, he wouldn’t need them, and even then they could just huddle under blankets, naked skin pressed together.
“Your seduction needs work, but your hand to hand technique…” Daniel moaned as Jack bit at the cleft of his ass, warm hands cupping each cheek as he squeezed.
Stroking his hand up over the swell of Daniel’s buttock, Jack allowed his fingers to fan out over the pink flesh as his thumb slid into the deep crack, repeating the motion again and again to draw the pad of his thumb against the puckered entrance to his lover’s body until Daniel began to pant. He removed his hand long enough to reach forward and offer his hand to Daniel, sucking in a harsh breath as the younger man sucked the offered thumb into his mouth, holding it firm with his teeth and suckled, wetting the digit more than adequately.
“Enough babe,” Jack murmured when the suction along with the image of Daniel’s hollowed cheeks and blissful expression were threatening to end the show early. Leaning back onto his knees, Jack replaced his hands, slicked thumb sliding easily between the sweaty cheeks, especially as Daniel surged backwards to capture his lover. He earned himself a spank across his right buttock, eliciting a gasp and a whine. ‘Interesting,’ thought Jack, ‘have to investigate that further later.’ The sight of Daniel’s ass starting to pink up slightly under his own hand, the cheek feeling warmer beneath his touch was as exciting to Jack as the touch evidently had been to Daniel. But right now…
Jack repeated the caress of his fingers across Daniel’s flesh, thumb trailing into the crease of his lover’s ass, and finally and with aching deliberation breached Daniel’s body, the thick thumb sliding in full length.
“Unghhh.” Daniel sighed, rocking slightly back as if testing that he had all he could, not moving fast or hard lest Jack tease him by taking the wonderful sensation away again. As a reward for learning his lesson, Jack began to manipulate the digit within Daniel’s ass, the warmth and constriction having his cock throb and drool, the deep red head seeming to strain towards Daniel, knowing the fun it could be having.
Jack watched, hypnotised at the sight of his thumb sliding in and out of Daniel’s ass, the rasp of his skin against the sensitive flesh starting to turn it an alluring pink, the sill puckered skin catching and slipping over his own. He could hear his own breath loud in his head, a heavy counterpoint to the thunder of his heartbeat as Jack shifted his weight totally to his knees, uncaring of the pain he’d suffer later, and brought his left hand up to mirror the contact on Daniel’s other cheek, fingers fanning over the skin, thumb skimming down to meet its companion.
Daniel sucked his bottom lip between his teeth as he revelled in the dual sensation, rocking gently with the force of Jack’s thrusts, the sensation all too much and never near enough. At the first tentative swipe of the other thumb at his opening Daniel moaned, the sound harsh in his throat and bit down on his lip before releasing it and turning his head blindly over his shoulder, mutely begging to be kissed.
Jack surged forward to comply, his bodyweight shoving his digit hard and fast into Daniel, the answering grunt swallowed by the awkward kiss, all crushed mouths and no elegance. Perfect.
Breaking contact, Daniel dropped to his forearms, pushing his hips further back and forcing his knees wider, exposing himself further to Jack and whined under his breath.
“More Jack. Need. Want.” Daniel dropped his head to rest against the ‘Gate, the cool metalwork a shock against his overheated skin but reassuring in its solidity.
Taking Daniel at his word, Jack refocused on his hands. He dropped his left hand to his cock-head, swirling his thumb gently in the liquid collected there, being careful not to touch himself beyond what was necessary. The sweet utterances that fell from Daniel’s mouth and the sway of his ass, the pink of his hole were becoming too much for him. Wasn’t going to waste their first public, noisy, outside sex with teenage endurance. When he decided he was appropriately wet, Jack rested his thumb next to the other, tapping at the encasing flesh.
“Danny. Let me in, come on babe, take me in.”
Daniel was still coherent enough to understand, and lunged backwards, eager for more, desperate for more of Jack inside. His fingers, his hand his cock, anything just inside him. With both thumbs inside, Jack began to rotate his wrists, first one way then the other, palms rubbing along Daniel’s buttock, fingers clenching into the muscle as he slowly stretched the younger man. If he strained enough on the downward movement he could just manage to tickle his little fingers against Daniel’s balls high up in their sack, tucking up close to his body already. Leaving his hands there, pinkys teasing, Jack lowered his head and licked a wet stripe up the exposed crack, tongue pressing into Daniel’s hole as he went.
Daniel’s shout and bucking hips were not unexpected and Jack had already pulled back sharply in case of any ass/face related injuries that would be hard to explain come home time, but as soon as the seismic jolts of Daniel’s body lessened, Jack leaned back in, his chuckling puffing warm air over his thumbs and the ass they were buried in.
“Jaakkk” Daniel was awash in sensation, the agile tongue pushing, forcing its way within him making his eyes roll back in his head. The wet heat was unbelievable, so unlike the stiffness of a cock or finger; nowhere near as filling but more teasing, less blunt. The flash of pain as Jack pulled his thumbs wider apart to allow his tongue greater entry only served to heighten his pleasure, and in his mind Daniel saw Jack thrusting and plunging into him, preparing him, loving him.
He needed more, needed to come, needed Jack in him. With the way Jack’s hands were pressing on his ass, Daniel couldn’t shift his weight enough to move an arm and wrap a hand around his cock, and any attempt would surely be thwarted by Jack anyway. He was extremely possessive over Daniel’s cock at times, reiterating over and over that it was his unless otherwise stated. If Jack wanted Daniel to come only from his tongue, or fingers or cock, then no matter how long they were at it that was the way it would happen.
Jack’s jaw was beginning to ache, the rasp of his teeth against the vulnerable underside of his tongue an annoyance he could live without. He withdrew his tongue, running it around the inside of his mouth to catch all the flavours and began to bite at the flesh before him, all over each check and along the cleft before slipping his thumbs out to hold the cheeks apart to facilitate placing nipping kisses around the reddened pucker.
“In me Jack, in me,” Daniel gasped into the dirt, his rocking becoming more and more pronounced and pretty damn soon, regardless of what Jack wanted, he was gonna grasp his cock and jerk off with enough speed and fury to start a fire.
“I was in you,” Jack knew he’d teased enough though and was concerned he’d teased himself too much, but god looking at the abused hole before him turned him on so much he couldn’t help but drive his lover wild like this.
“Your cock, Jack. Give me your cock. Ohgodpleasepleaseplease.” Daniel’s breath was coming in short wheezing pants, sweat running down his back giving a beautiful sheen to his skin in the sunlight.
“Oh yeah, gonna give you my cock, right here up against the great orifice.”
“The…??Jack, shut up and fuck me. Right now or so help-ungghh” Jack didn’t have the breath to laugh, his chest seemed caught in a vice as he stared at his lover, memorising the view. He one handedly groped desperately in the grass for the packet of lube before tearing it open with his teeth and smearing it over his cock, grateful for the cool of the gel, the shock enough to stave off impending embarrassment.
There was a moment’s resistance and then Jack was in, the bulbous head of his dick sheathed tight as Daniel constricted his muscles in pain and then relaxed allowing for Jack to slide on in as his lover surged back to great him.
“Greedy.” Jack admonished.
“Oh fuck yeah.” Jack couldn’t tell if that was an answer or an exclamation of pleasure. He found he didn’t care. With Daniel’s knees splayed so wide, Jack shuffled further forward for better leverage and shifted his hands to his lover’s shoulders, curling his palms over the muscle and bone, digging his fingers in for a good grip against the slippery skin. He knew how Daniel loved to be taken like this, his neck bowed and ready to be bitten, his body mounted and taken by Jack. Well, Daniel liked sex in any position really, but like this, where Jack could bury his teeth into the nape of Daniel’s neck, set off the fireworks up and down Daniel’s spine, the heat pooling in his hips, that was fucking spectacular, and what guy didn’t like the ego-stroking that was their lover going off like a rocket and turning limp within their hands.
Jack thrust shallowly at first, small sharp shove’s of his cock into Daniel, testing him, opening him delighting in the sound of his balls slapping up against Daniel’s, their thighs slicking and rubbing briefly together before he drew almost all the way out and plunged back in, digging his nails into Daniel’s shoulders.
“Uhhh, Jack.” Daniel’s hands were sliding against the slick grass at the force of Jack’s thrusts, pushing him further and further forward despite his fingers clawing desperately at the ground. Giving up against the onslaught, he dropped to his forearms, bracing them against the ‘Gate.
Jack’s increased the speed of his hips, lapping the sweat from Daniel’s neck, hauling his lover back onto his cock with every move, forcing his entire body back to meet his thrusts, frantic to get closer, get more of himself inside this man, give more of himself. Watching the glint and glisten of his lover’s sweaty skin Jack smiled. Daniel had been right, seeing him here, like this in the sunlight, without a care in the world bar the pleasure that Jack gave him, that only Jack gave him. He was a genius.
Jack’s hands began to slip, loosing their hold and he slipped, his weight crashing onto Daniel before he could right himself. He took the opportunity to turn Daniel’s head, stealing a messy kiss, before sliding his hands beneath Daniel’s arms, hooking one over his shoulder from the front, the other around his waist. Shuffling his knees into a more stable position, he hauled them both upright, suddenly cursing his lover’s size.
“Ohhh,” was all Daniel could verbalise as he was seated deep on his lover’s cock, his own weight driving his lover deeper. His left arm wrapped up and around Jack’s neck playing softly with the hairs at the nape of his neck, teasing the sensitive skin with his nails, the other hand reaching to brace against the ‘Gate, a low level hum seeming to pass beneath his palm and up his arm. He wondered if Jack could feel it, if that electricity could pass through Daniel and into Jack through where they were joined.
“Fucking me against the ‘Gate, Jack.” Daniel’s head lolled on his chest as Jack resumed his thrusts, not as hard or fast given their new position but deep, cock-head stroking frequently over his prostate as Jack mouthed and bit at his neck and throat, the pair trading sloppy kisses or resting their mouths together as much as they could, breathing each others air.
“Uh-huh.” Daniel was fucking amazing like this, all his inhibitions gone, letting Jack set the pace, giving himself over to Jack for his pleasure, body taking and mind shut down. Jack’s thighs were beginning to burn and he knew he couldn’t stay in this position long but he really wanted Daniel to come against the ‘Gate, and by the looks of his cock, he was good to go.
Jack released Daniel’s shoulder and held his palm before his lover. Without hesitation Daniel nuzzled the hand and licked a wet stripe along the length, slicking the skin before pressing a kiss to it. Jack rewarded him with a forceful thrust, biting hard against the nape of Daniel’s neck before teasing the short hairs there with his nose, gorging on the salty skin. He wrapped his hand around his lover’s length, the vein of the underside riding the ridge of his palm, the slickness of his arousal pleasing Jack.
Jack flicked his thumb over the crown with every thrust into Daniel’s body, the younger man hauling air into his lungs as his hips lurched between the pleasure of Jack’s touch and the pounding of his cock. “Slut,” Jack murmured affectionately into his ear, tonguing the shell as he rested his head upon against the warm shoulder. Daniel grunted, only causing Jack to grip more tightly, rubbing his forefinger against where the head became shaft, sliding the finger beneath the foreskin, tickling gently, breathlessly laughing as Daniel cried out, hips canting wildly for more. Jack tightened his hold on the heaving chest, pinching and rolling a pebbled nibble, the small hairs surrounding it teasing his fingers. He pumped Daniel’s shaft mercilessly, feeling the younger man’s thighs quaking, stomach muscles clenching under the onslaught as Daniel panted raggedly, whimpers spilling from his lips.
“Come on come on come on,” Jack chanted into Daniel’s ear, thrusting as hard as he could, tightening his fist even further against Daniel’s cock, thumb pressing into the slit every few passes. As he heard the low rumble of climax start in Daniel’s chest, he mouthed his way from ear to neck and bit down hard, laving the skin within his grasp, humping his groin up into Daniel’s, exalting at the scream of his lover’s climax and the tightening of his body. Stream after stream of come erupted from Daniel’s cock, the first coating his chest before Jack angled his cock at the ‘Gate, the come sliding down the ring slowly under Jack’s gaze. Jack held hard to Daniel’s spasming body, keeping his hips still but still striping the cock within his grasp, milking every last drop from Daniel, coating the ‘Gate in it. When Daniel’s cries of completion turned to whimpers of over sensation, Jack reluctantly released his cock and used his free hand to rub the come on Daniel’s chest into his skin, concentrating on his nipples, raising the hand to his mouth to lap the taste of his lover from it, offering his fingers to Daniel who blindly accepted them, loosely sucking them within the wet confines of his mouth.
With a groan, Jack guided them forward, back to all fours, Daniel balancing his orgasm heavy body on his forearms, knees spread wide, willing to allow Jack to do as he pleased. With come sticky hands, Jack grasped Daniel’s hips, his hands slipping against the slick skin as he pounded into his lover, his easy rhythm of before lost in the staccato thrusting of his hips, stuttering fast pace as he raced to orgasm. Staring at the site of his bite, the skin purple and red where he had abused it and sucked the blood to the surface, his mark of ownership, his pride in the man he loved, his pace faltered again, short sharp thrusts driving him as deep as possible into his lover, pleasure pooling in his groin, his limbs growing heavy as he strove harder and harder for completion and with a cry he came, dropping his head between his lover’s shoulder blades, eyes squeezed shut as a kaleidoscope danced behind his lids, murmuring words of love and devotion into the sweaty skin as his hips erratically drove into Daniel as he pulsed within.
Despite his exhaustion Jack continued to thrust languidly within the used channel, lazy nudges of his hips into Daniel, his orgasm denied so long that he was still hard, and he enjoyed the slick slide of himself within his lover, so desperately wanted to start all over again, to stay within Daniel just like this, grow to fully hard again from inside him, watch Daniel feel his hole stretch to accommodate as he swelled within stretching the wonderfully abused muscles and force them to let him take Daniel again and again, the angrily flushed flesh capitulating to his wants, easing his way with his own come and excitement. He longed to stay lodged here for ever, connected to his lover bringing him pleasure over and over. But it wasn’t to be. He softened and slipped free of his lover and collapsed to the ground beside him. With all the strength he had left, he reached up to caress where the ‘Gate had taken on a slight sheen, feeling the hint of tackiness where he had pumped Daniel’s come onto the ‘Gate. With a glance at the younger man, he swiped his palm over his own dick, collected some of the fluid still on it and massaged it atop Daniel’s.
“Hmmm, primitive.” Daniel huffed in response.
“Eh,” Jack replied rolling himself to rub his still sensitive groin against Daniel’s leg.
“Oh, you can’t be serious.” Daniel looked horrified.
“Nope, not yet.” Jack leered, lowering his head to suckle at one of Daniel’s nipples, lapping away the taste of come until it gave way to salt and skin. “But I’m going to want to do this again and again and-”
“Yeah, getting it.” Daniel muttered, lacing his fingers into Jack’s hair and pulling him up for a kiss, thrusting his tongue into his mouth and battling for dominance. “As long as I can return the favour.” Daniel broke the kiss to yawn. “After I sleep.”
“Wasn’t kidding, going to want you again and again and when I can’t get it up anymore, gonna have you ride my fingers, my tongue” he punctuated his promise with infinitesimal thrusts of his groin, sucking bites to Daniels neck and gentle squeezes of his hand around Daniels cock. Abortively trying to bat Jack’s hand away, Daniel rested his head onto the grass, arranging his lax limbs into a comfortable position and fell into the sleep of the well fucked within minutes. After a minute of this fondling Jack cradled Daniels balls within his large palm, pillowed his head awkwardly on his arm and allowed his breathing to slow and deepen, falling into a sated slumber
It was still light when Jack awoke, though the temperature had started to cool off and a breeze had worked up. Reaching out, warm skin met his questing hand, the flesh giving to his grip, the slow steady pulse of his lover faintly detectable beneath his palm. This, this was what he had so longed for, craved from the moment the idea of an enforced vacation had sprung in his mind. A relaxation they could never find at home, not with the secrecy and fear. The ability to reach out in the middle of the night, simply to touch or reassure rather than to ensure the other didn’t fall asleep rather than retire to his own home, own bed. The freedom to take the time to explore Daniel’s body, to reach for him time and again during the night whenever the need arose.
Oh yeah, this was what vacations were for. With a smile Jack allowed his body to succumb to the gentle pull of the indent where his lover lay, snugging his chest tight against the broad back, hand sliding over the rounded hip and belly until his fingertips teased crisp hairs. His attentions had apparently not gone unnoticed, at least by parts of Daniel. The other man’s cock fit into Jack’s palm as if moulded for him alone. Jack nuzzled into the soft hair at the nape of Daniel’s neck, inhaling the warm scent of dirt and sweat, an intoxicating brew he had to taste, flicking his tongue up the length of his lover’s neck, laying a biting kiss at the top beneath an ear. Nipping at the fleshy lobe when he heard Daniel snuffle and sigh, Jack swirled his tongue around the shell before plunging it within the slim canal.
“Ooooh Daaaaniel….”
Author: captainlogic
Summary:Jack takes Daniel on a vacation that’s out of this world
Word Count:15,000
Rating: nC-17
Disclaimer:None of Stargate belongs to me, only in my sordid dreams
Written For: justhuman
Prompt: vacation but somewhere not the cabin, preferably without fishing/cabin but having some downtime
The next morning, SG-1 joined the team trooping up the ramp, the foursomes gait considerably lighter and faster than those of their working cohorts. Sam reached the ‘Gate first and pretty much leapt through, eager to get on and see her father. The ripples of her entry hadn’t faded before Teal’c passed through and then Jack and Daniel hit it almost simultaneously, Jack steadfastly ignoring Daniel’s requests for more information. When the younger man had gotten home the night before he’d found a message on his answering machine describing the expected climate of their vacation getaway and given a more comprehensive packing list but no further information as to their destination. Jack had picked hi up in the morning and surprised him by bringing him to the SGC. He had assumed that his lover was needed to sign off on something but had instead started to unload their gear from the flatbed and carped at his to get his ass into gear. Jack hadn’t so much as uttered a word as to what was going on, simply smiling in an infuriating manner.
The foursome stood next to the DHD and saw off natives and SG-11 before deciding who to go first. Sam just rolled her eyes and punched in the coordinates to the latest Tokra base and loped off up the stairs and with a merry wave, sauntered off to the other side of the galaxy. Teal’c was next, leaving with a more sedate and dignified bow.
When it was just the two of them left, Jack sneaked a quick glance around and stole a kiss from an unsuspecting Daniel. Who didn’t protest and brought him in for another.
“Where are we going?” Daniel asked as Jack turned to the device and began to punch his hand down on the dials. It took a moment but Daniel’s freakishly good memory for addresses came to the fore.
“Gee, Jack, taking me to the planet of the ex-girlfriend. That’s just too classy for words.” Daniel scowled as he peered over his lover’s shoulder at the co-ordinates. “That’s not to say that Edora isn’t nice and all but I told you, no threesomes, no women, no-”
“Smoke and mirrors, my dear, smoke and mirrors.” Daniel opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted by the ‘woosh’ of the activating wormhole, the glittering ring as inviting now as it was when first Daniel saw it.
“Don’t want it to be too easy to find us.” Daniel peevishly seemed to understand
“Huh”
“What?”
“I always wondered something.”
“What?”
“What what?”
“What did you wonder?” Daniel sighed.
“Why we always sent teams out one by one to their designated planet. Surely we could have just gotten all the teams together in the gate room and then sent them all in one go to a friendly or deserted planet and then they could have gated off to their respective planets from there. Cost way less surely? The gate at the start of a wormhole pays the electricity bill…” Jack looked suddenly uncertain and looked to Daniel for clarification, who nodded.
“Yeah, so it wouldn’t have cost anything to bring the teams back one at a time so that would be fine.
Silence met what Jack considered to be a considerable money saving gem of an idea and he turned to Daniel, a frown marring his features. Daniel’s mouth was lax, his eyes staring intently at Jack. Jack waved his hands in front of the other man’s face before delivering a short, sharp jab to the breastbone with the index finger of his right hand. “Hey, you alright?”
“That, that was smart Jack.” Daniel looked truly perplexed by the idea, still staring at Jack as if he had two heads, or perhaps a snake in his head.
“Yeah, well, you know I was due.” Jack shrugged as he ambled up to the ‘gate. “Come on Toto, Oz waits for no man. Or dog.”
As soon as they’d stepped out on Edora, Jack pulled a folded white envelope from his jacket, and upon finding an appropriate rock to weight it down, propped it up against the base of the DHD. ‘General Hammond Only’ was scrawled on the front. Wincing as he straightened up, Jack rubbed his knees before proceeding to punch in the symbols for a planet designation Daniel didn’t recognize. Over the years he’d gotten better at storing them in his head, but they were mostly addresses to friendly planets for times of crisis or when the GDO had been lost/stolen/damaged and they needed an alternative communication source and a ‘Gate that wouldn’t smoosh them on the other side.
“What was that?” Daniel asked. “This is a great vacation by the way. A walking tour of the great ‘Gates of the galaxy.”
“In good time.” The ‘Gate clunked and whirred noisily and the ground shuddered slightly beneath Daniel’s feet. It never failed to amaze him that something that sounded like a washing machine with a terminal case of limescale could in fact transport people across galaxies. With the ‘woosh’ safely contained, Jack grabbed his lover and manhandled him up and into the event horizon.
“Are we there yet?” Daniel asked as he stepped out into a near identical landscape as the one he’d so recently inhabited. It was beautiful. Far to what Daniel figured was west were the magnificent slopes of a mountain range, all blue-grey peaks against the blue sky, patches of evergreens dull against the snow-white caps. Closer to, fields of who knew what glistened in the sunlight, a light breeze setting the stalks swaying, the golden glow hypnotising. He could hear a river or stream in the distance, beyond a forest of heavily boughed trees. Birdsong, so familiar as to be disturbing when travelling inter-galacticly was loud without the disruption of planes and cars. He smiled. It was so peaceful here.
“Yup. Home sweet home for the next week. And this time, I present you with a beautiful garden with no snakes. Or weird head trapping nightmare inducing machines. I aim to please in all aspects of vacation travel. Please, come again.” Jack dropped the bags he carried and flung his arms wide. “All of this is ours and ours alone. Jacob came by the place few months ago on a reconnaissance, place is totally deserted, devoid of live above anything larger than a deer so you and I are totally alone.” He waggled his eyebrows and leered at his lover, dancing slowly towards him with as much hip swaying as he could manage and still travel with forward momentum.
“And Hammond allowed this?” Daniel was sceptical, there had to be something more here going on.
“He allowed our leave didn’t he?” Mention of his commanding officer was like cold water on Jack’s libido. Why couldn’t Daniel just get with the program, be impressed and then be naked?
“That’s not the answer.” Daniel raised an eyebrow as he let his bags drop to the ground.
“It’s an answer.”
“Jack.”
“Fine, fine.” Jack levered himself down onto his abandoned bags, all too aware of the aches in his joints. The time off, even with, hopefully, round the clock sex, was probably going to help with those as much as team moral.
“Hammond thinks we’re on Edora. He was also of the belief that there was something between me and Carter.” He grimaced and nodded at Daniel’s expression, unsurprised when Daniel plunked down upon his own bag.
“He thought some of the tension in the team was due to a new relationship, one between me and her.” Daniel snorted. “Can’t blame him for that conclusion. Although why he thought that would cause tension.” He chuckled absently. “Maybe he thought I was jealous.” Daniel smiled to himself as he thought about it. Then the grin fell from his face.
“Was. You said the General was.” Daniel looked up at Jack, worry pooling in his gut. “What does he know now?” Fear was etched in every line of his face though he was proud that his voice sounded so even and sure. He fought to keep his breathing steady so he could hear Jack’s reply over the pounding of his own heart.
“Officially, Hammond doesn’t know anything.” Daniel didn’t look relieved. Jack licked his lips before continuing. “George has grasped the finer points.” Daniel nodded slowly, processing what Jack told him.
“And where does that leave us? Is this too big a thing to expect the General to carry? All the times we’re on mission, all the times one agency or another is poking around, I knew that he would do his utmost to protect us from all the government bullshit, but this? Is it too much to expect?”
Jack shunted forward onto his knees and shuffled the few feet to Daniel, resting his large hands on the thighs before him. “The General would never divulge our relationship because he doesn’t know. George, our friend, the guy who doesn’t ask questions but pays the bail anyway, he’d never let slip because he’s a pal. He likes me.” Jack preened. “I’m very likable.”
“Jack.”
“Daniel. We’re on vacation. I didn’t just buy you chocolates and flowers, I took you across the galaxy for alone time. I want to be in denial for the next few days. Please, can we just not worry about it for now? There’s nobody here to spy on us, or ruin our plans or implicate us in something that defiles our relationship.” He knelt up and pressed a kiss against Daniel’s unresisting mouth.
“What there is, is wide open spaces, an air mattress and,” here Jack’s voice dropped an octave and adopted a lascivious tone, “a river just over there for bathing, skinny dipping and fishing.” He looked triumphant.
Daniel pursed his lips and lowered his chin, glaring at Jack over his glasses. “You fish in there and I can guarantee you the other two things won’t be happening.”
“Hmmm, kinky, don’t worry baby, I want you more the less you shower.” Jack nuzzled into the crease of Daniel’s neck, mouthing his way beneath his t-shirt, pressing chaste kisses against his collarbone. “Oh yeah, your scent all concentrated, sweat and come plastered to your skin, just waiting for me to lap it from you.” As he nodded assent his slight stubble burned against Daniel’s skin sending a shiver of desire down his spine to awaken his already somewhat interested dick. “I could totally get on board with that,” Jack began to nibble the skin beneath his mouth, encouraged by Daniel lifting his hands to stroke his back, fingers scrabbling at his waistband to haul his shirt form his pants in his urgency to get at skin. “Right after we get the tent up,” Jack continued, hardening his resolve to pull away from Daniel. It was a punishment to do so; Daniel’s eyes were at half-mast, his head lolling to one side with a fine sheen of sweat just starting to appear on his forehead.
It took a moment for that to sink in.
“What?”
“I’m old Daniel. Way too old to be making out on the ground. Tent, mattress, cooker and then we are good to go.” He clapped his hands and sat back on his heels, willing his erection to subside as he pushed to standing. “Faster we start, faster we’re done and then…”
“Bastard.”
“Yup.”
“Couldn’t we be having sex in a nice warm soft bed. That would be better for your knees.”
“Yeah, but then we’d have to hide away. Here we can fuck anytime, anywhere as loud as we want, how we want and no one will ever know.” Jack’s grin nearly split his face in half. “Sweet, aint it?” Daniel thought for a second.
“Yeah.” He hauled his bags over his shoulders and marched them to where Jack wanted them, unpacking various implements and assembling the tent. Within the hour, everything was set up. It wasn’t the normal tents they used on missions, this one was slightly larger, having a front porch type area to dump shoes or wet clothes, or whatever wasn’t wanted within the main compartment, plus it was taller, both men could stand comfortably. This was a vacation after all, no need to be cramped.
The sun was only slightly lower in the sky when Daniel lay back in the ‘O’ of the ‘Gate, the circular shadow framing him. With a leer, Jack levered himself to the floor and curled up along Daniel’s right side, nuzzling Daniel from his light doze, nibbling his lush lower lip between his teeth, tugging gently to get his attention, to get the kisses he desired. The sunlight bathed Daniel in warmth, the sensation odd within its context. So new and yet so comfortingly familiar. It reminded him of his childhood, of digs and sand but as he moved from Jack’s lips to suckle his earlobe, he realised he’d never kissed this man in the light. At their respective homes every curtain, blind and shade had been drawn against prying eyes, hiding their secret, making it shameful. But here, in the sweet grass and bright sunshine beside the giant ‘Gate he could stare his fill, touch and caress without a care in the world.
“You’re a genius,” he murmured against warm skin, tongue snaking out to taste the sweat beading at Jack’s hair line.
“Been telling you that for years.” Came the reply as Jack drew him down for another kiss. “But, why exactly?” he asked as he pressed his left hand against Daniel’s head, angling it away to bite gently against his neck.
“Unghh, oh, uh,” Daniel’s head dropped to rest against Jack’s shoulder as the assault continued. “Sun, us, here.” It wasn’t the most coherent of sentences but Daniel figured that Jack would forgive him that.
“Uh-huh,” smugness radiated from Jack, the brush of his breath against Daniel’s skin delightful. It was perfect being here, just like this. Jack moved his lips back to Daniel’s, their kiss sloppy and unhurried as their hands explored chests, tickled along ribs and gently stoked arousal. There was no need to rush, no cover to invent. They could take their time, over and over again. Reach for each other whenever they pleased. It would be hell to leave this place, but the memories would keep each man warm when they spent cold nights alone.
Jack hauled Daniel more atop him, revelling in the feel of his weight pressing him into the ground. God how the man had filled out, and how Jack loved to feel him using all that strength to ground him, wrap around him. For several leisurely minutes they ground against each other, rocking together to the gentle whispers of their moans and the sounds of the forest.
Jack buried his hands under Daniel’s shirt, wanting to slake his need to touch this man’s skin. His hands scrabbled against the restriction the shirt enforced, lust making him clumsy in his attempts to push it away, and frustration marring his moans of pleasure. He craved the sight of Daniel’s skin in the sunlight, wanted to glut himself greedily on the display. His hands faltered and his head fell back, ripping his lips from Daniel’s at the thought of banning clothes altogether. Daniel could end up with an all over tan, his beautiful ass golden kissed.
Daniel took the opportunity to sit up, shedding his shirt, shivering as Jack trailed his fingers lightly from down his shoulders and into his exposed armpits as he raised his arms to lift the shirt over his head. Feeling somewhat ridiculous he stayed like that astride his lover, arms in the air as Jack explored the dense hair, twirling the short strands around his fingers, slicking them with the sweat that was starting to break out into tufts and peaks. Daring to glance down he saw Jack enthralled by his actions, pupils blown wide, a barely detectable ring of brown left.
With an effort, the older man heaved himself to a sitting position, using his hands braced against Daniel’s shoulders to not dislodge him from his very pleasurable perch. With a smile, Jack braced Daniel’s left elbow within the palm of his hand, pressing upwards to expose his underarm again, sensing brief hesitation in Daniel before he complied and allowed his lower arm to fall behind his head to ease the weight. Jack pressed a swift kiss to Daniel’s mouth, lapping against the lax lips before nuzzling his way into the other man’s pit, inhaling deeply of the fresh sweat and musk. His head swam; it was just like the fantasy he’d described to his lover a few hours ago. This scent, so uniquely Daniel, was such a turn on.
Dropping one hand to Daniel’s ass and the other to his hip, Jack took firm handfuls and squeezed, kneading the flesh beneath his palms as he teased his tongue along the crease of Daniel’s underarm, swirling the hairs there, slicking them with his spit and Daniel’s sweat, mingling the two as he claimed them for each other. He stabbed his tongue hard, rhythmically against the sensitive skin in tune with Daniel’s breathing, short fast jabs. As Daniel began to rut his hips against him, desperate for pressure, for friction he pulled back with a small sucking bite to the firm pectoral before him, staring at Daniel, waiting for him to look before slowly dragging his tongue across his lips, savouring the flavour.
Daniel’s hands flew to his chest, tugged Jack’s own shirt from his body and pushed him back to the floor, shuffling on his knees until his thighs pressed against Jack’s ribs and he bent over his lover’s prone form, tongue demanding entrance to Jack’s mouth, chasing any hint of their combined taste behind his lips and against his cheeks. Daniel could feel the ebb and flow of his lover’s breathing, the quickened pace of his heart between his thighs.
There was something about the clink of a belt being flipped open and a zipper being released that was such a trigger for Daniel, such a source of arousal that at the feel of Jack’s fingers reaching for his buckle his head swam and he began to pant. As Jack reached within his pants, past the slit in his boxers and to the heat and flesh within Daniel canted his hips further, causing Jack’s hand to slide further in, Daniel’s balls puddling within Jack’s palm, cock resting against his wrist.
“Little anxious there?” Jack teased, loving how responsive his lover was and how urgent. Daniel just thrust harder, skimming his cock down the length of Jack’s arm the older man squeezed and toyed with his sac as much as possible within the confines of the pants.
“They gotta come off.” Jack used his other hand to tug at the waistband, snugging the pants down over Daniel’s ass, shamelessly groping the revealed cheeks, hand slipping so low as to brush against the other, fingers trailing the crack.
“Off. Off.” Daniel dismounted form his position, throwing himself to the side to roll onto his back kicking his legs free from the restrictive pants, getting into trouble when he couldn’t get them past his boots. With a whine, Daniel set about unlacing and removing his boots, grumbling as he did so, swatting at any available part of Jack as the other man sniggered whilst undressing himself. Normally Jack liked to put on a show for Daniel; he knew he was in good shape, knew how much Daniel got off on watching his body sway and writhe as he slowly stripped of his clothing. But maybe another time, he could hum show tunes as he danced but now he just needed to get naked as quickly as possible. He grunted as Daniel, having finished first, threw himself back atop Jack looking triumphant, flushed and happy as he stole a kiss of reward.
Daniel rode out the movements of Jack’s squirming, enjoying the spikes of pleasure from his inner thighs and ass as Jack’s freed cock ground against him. Fishing in his pocket for the small packet of lube he’d stashed earlier when stowing his gear in the tent Jack tossed his pants away from them and rolled them over, pining Daniel to the ground, gazing down into his lover’s laughing face.
“Gotta have you now, need you.” Jack lowered his head to nibble at Daniel’s skin as he rolled to his side, before pressing both hands into his lover’s left flank, urging him to flip over, rough needy hands on his hips guiding him to rock back onto his knees, resting on all fours amongst the fragrant grass. Jack massaged the broad shoulders as he kissed his way down Daniel’s spine, biting at the knobs of bone, laving the skin, soon to be tanned golden in all this sun. Especially when Jack would ‘accidentally’ hide all of Daniel’s clothing. Unless it suddenly turned cold, he wouldn’t need them, and even then they could just huddle under blankets, naked skin pressed together.
“Your seduction needs work, but your hand to hand technique…” Daniel moaned as Jack bit at the cleft of his ass, warm hands cupping each cheek as he squeezed.
Stroking his hand up over the swell of Daniel’s buttock, Jack allowed his fingers to fan out over the pink flesh as his thumb slid into the deep crack, repeating the motion again and again to draw the pad of his thumb against the puckered entrance to his lover’s body until Daniel began to pant. He removed his hand long enough to reach forward and offer his hand to Daniel, sucking in a harsh breath as the younger man sucked the offered thumb into his mouth, holding it firm with his teeth and suckled, wetting the digit more than adequately.
“Enough babe,” Jack murmured when the suction along with the image of Daniel’s hollowed cheeks and blissful expression were threatening to end the show early. Leaning back onto his knees, Jack replaced his hands, slicked thumb sliding easily between the sweaty cheeks, especially as Daniel surged backwards to capture his lover. He earned himself a spank across his right buttock, eliciting a gasp and a whine. ‘Interesting,’ thought Jack, ‘have to investigate that further later.’ The sight of Daniel’s ass starting to pink up slightly under his own hand, the cheek feeling warmer beneath his touch was as exciting to Jack as the touch evidently had been to Daniel. But right now…
Jack repeated the caress of his fingers across Daniel’s flesh, thumb trailing into the crease of his lover’s ass, and finally and with aching deliberation breached Daniel’s body, the thick thumb sliding in full length.
“Unghhh.” Daniel sighed, rocking slightly back as if testing that he had all he could, not moving fast or hard lest Jack tease him by taking the wonderful sensation away again. As a reward for learning his lesson, Jack began to manipulate the digit within Daniel’s ass, the warmth and constriction having his cock throb and drool, the deep red head seeming to strain towards Daniel, knowing the fun it could be having.
Jack watched, hypnotised at the sight of his thumb sliding in and out of Daniel’s ass, the rasp of his skin against the sensitive flesh starting to turn it an alluring pink, the sill puckered skin catching and slipping over his own. He could hear his own breath loud in his head, a heavy counterpoint to the thunder of his heartbeat as Jack shifted his weight totally to his knees, uncaring of the pain he’d suffer later, and brought his left hand up to mirror the contact on Daniel’s other cheek, fingers fanning over the skin, thumb skimming down to meet its companion.
Daniel sucked his bottom lip between his teeth as he revelled in the dual sensation, rocking gently with the force of Jack’s thrusts, the sensation all too much and never near enough. At the first tentative swipe of the other thumb at his opening Daniel moaned, the sound harsh in his throat and bit down on his lip before releasing it and turning his head blindly over his shoulder, mutely begging to be kissed.
Jack surged forward to comply, his bodyweight shoving his digit hard and fast into Daniel, the answering grunt swallowed by the awkward kiss, all crushed mouths and no elegance. Perfect.
Breaking contact, Daniel dropped to his forearms, pushing his hips further back and forcing his knees wider, exposing himself further to Jack and whined under his breath.
“More Jack. Need. Want.” Daniel dropped his head to rest against the ‘Gate, the cool metalwork a shock against his overheated skin but reassuring in its solidity.
Taking Daniel at his word, Jack refocused on his hands. He dropped his left hand to his cock-head, swirling his thumb gently in the liquid collected there, being careful not to touch himself beyond what was necessary. The sweet utterances that fell from Daniel’s mouth and the sway of his ass, the pink of his hole were becoming too much for him. Wasn’t going to waste their first public, noisy, outside sex with teenage endurance. When he decided he was appropriately wet, Jack rested his thumb next to the other, tapping at the encasing flesh.
“Danny. Let me in, come on babe, take me in.”
Daniel was still coherent enough to understand, and lunged backwards, eager for more, desperate for more of Jack inside. His fingers, his hand his cock, anything just inside him. With both thumbs inside, Jack began to rotate his wrists, first one way then the other, palms rubbing along Daniel’s buttock, fingers clenching into the muscle as he slowly stretched the younger man. If he strained enough on the downward movement he could just manage to tickle his little fingers against Daniel’s balls high up in their sack, tucking up close to his body already. Leaving his hands there, pinkys teasing, Jack lowered his head and licked a wet stripe up the exposed crack, tongue pressing into Daniel’s hole as he went.
Daniel’s shout and bucking hips were not unexpected and Jack had already pulled back sharply in case of any ass/face related injuries that would be hard to explain come home time, but as soon as the seismic jolts of Daniel’s body lessened, Jack leaned back in, his chuckling puffing warm air over his thumbs and the ass they were buried in.
“Jaakkk” Daniel was awash in sensation, the agile tongue pushing, forcing its way within him making his eyes roll back in his head. The wet heat was unbelievable, so unlike the stiffness of a cock or finger; nowhere near as filling but more teasing, less blunt. The flash of pain as Jack pulled his thumbs wider apart to allow his tongue greater entry only served to heighten his pleasure, and in his mind Daniel saw Jack thrusting and plunging into him, preparing him, loving him.
He needed more, needed to come, needed Jack in him. With the way Jack’s hands were pressing on his ass, Daniel couldn’t shift his weight enough to move an arm and wrap a hand around his cock, and any attempt would surely be thwarted by Jack anyway. He was extremely possessive over Daniel’s cock at times, reiterating over and over that it was his unless otherwise stated. If Jack wanted Daniel to come only from his tongue, or fingers or cock, then no matter how long they were at it that was the way it would happen.
Jack’s jaw was beginning to ache, the rasp of his teeth against the vulnerable underside of his tongue an annoyance he could live without. He withdrew his tongue, running it around the inside of his mouth to catch all the flavours and began to bite at the flesh before him, all over each check and along the cleft before slipping his thumbs out to hold the cheeks apart to facilitate placing nipping kisses around the reddened pucker.
“In me Jack, in me,” Daniel gasped into the dirt, his rocking becoming more and more pronounced and pretty damn soon, regardless of what Jack wanted, he was gonna grasp his cock and jerk off with enough speed and fury to start a fire.
“I was in you,” Jack knew he’d teased enough though and was concerned he’d teased himself too much, but god looking at the abused hole before him turned him on so much he couldn’t help but drive his lover wild like this.
“Your cock, Jack. Give me your cock. Ohgodpleasepleaseplease.” Daniel’s breath was coming in short wheezing pants, sweat running down his back giving a beautiful sheen to his skin in the sunlight.
“Oh yeah, gonna give you my cock, right here up against the great orifice.”
“The…??Jack, shut up and fuck me. Right now or so help-ungghh” Jack didn’t have the breath to laugh, his chest seemed caught in a vice as he stared at his lover, memorising the view. He one handedly groped desperately in the grass for the packet of lube before tearing it open with his teeth and smearing it over his cock, grateful for the cool of the gel, the shock enough to stave off impending embarrassment.
There was a moment’s resistance and then Jack was in, the bulbous head of his dick sheathed tight as Daniel constricted his muscles in pain and then relaxed allowing for Jack to slide on in as his lover surged back to great him.
“Greedy.” Jack admonished.
“Oh fuck yeah.” Jack couldn’t tell if that was an answer or an exclamation of pleasure. He found he didn’t care. With Daniel’s knees splayed so wide, Jack shuffled further forward for better leverage and shifted his hands to his lover’s shoulders, curling his palms over the muscle and bone, digging his fingers in for a good grip against the slippery skin. He knew how Daniel loved to be taken like this, his neck bowed and ready to be bitten, his body mounted and taken by Jack. Well, Daniel liked sex in any position really, but like this, where Jack could bury his teeth into the nape of Daniel’s neck, set off the fireworks up and down Daniel’s spine, the heat pooling in his hips, that was fucking spectacular, and what guy didn’t like the ego-stroking that was their lover going off like a rocket and turning limp within their hands.
Jack thrust shallowly at first, small sharp shove’s of his cock into Daniel, testing him, opening him delighting in the sound of his balls slapping up against Daniel’s, their thighs slicking and rubbing briefly together before he drew almost all the way out and plunged back in, digging his nails into Daniel’s shoulders.
“Uhhh, Jack.” Daniel’s hands were sliding against the slick grass at the force of Jack’s thrusts, pushing him further and further forward despite his fingers clawing desperately at the ground. Giving up against the onslaught, he dropped to his forearms, bracing them against the ‘Gate.
Jack’s increased the speed of his hips, lapping the sweat from Daniel’s neck, hauling his lover back onto his cock with every move, forcing his entire body back to meet his thrusts, frantic to get closer, get more of himself inside this man, give more of himself. Watching the glint and glisten of his lover’s sweaty skin Jack smiled. Daniel had been right, seeing him here, like this in the sunlight, without a care in the world bar the pleasure that Jack gave him, that only Jack gave him. He was a genius.
Jack’s hands began to slip, loosing their hold and he slipped, his weight crashing onto Daniel before he could right himself. He took the opportunity to turn Daniel’s head, stealing a messy kiss, before sliding his hands beneath Daniel’s arms, hooking one over his shoulder from the front, the other around his waist. Shuffling his knees into a more stable position, he hauled them both upright, suddenly cursing his lover’s size.
“Ohhh,” was all Daniel could verbalise as he was seated deep on his lover’s cock, his own weight driving his lover deeper. His left arm wrapped up and around Jack’s neck playing softly with the hairs at the nape of his neck, teasing the sensitive skin with his nails, the other hand reaching to brace against the ‘Gate, a low level hum seeming to pass beneath his palm and up his arm. He wondered if Jack could feel it, if that electricity could pass through Daniel and into Jack through where they were joined.
“Fucking me against the ‘Gate, Jack.” Daniel’s head lolled on his chest as Jack resumed his thrusts, not as hard or fast given their new position but deep, cock-head stroking frequently over his prostate as Jack mouthed and bit at his neck and throat, the pair trading sloppy kisses or resting their mouths together as much as they could, breathing each others air.
“Uh-huh.” Daniel was fucking amazing like this, all his inhibitions gone, letting Jack set the pace, giving himself over to Jack for his pleasure, body taking and mind shut down. Jack’s thighs were beginning to burn and he knew he couldn’t stay in this position long but he really wanted Daniel to come against the ‘Gate, and by the looks of his cock, he was good to go.
Jack released Daniel’s shoulder and held his palm before his lover. Without hesitation Daniel nuzzled the hand and licked a wet stripe along the length, slicking the skin before pressing a kiss to it. Jack rewarded him with a forceful thrust, biting hard against the nape of Daniel’s neck before teasing the short hairs there with his nose, gorging on the salty skin. He wrapped his hand around his lover’s length, the vein of the underside riding the ridge of his palm, the slickness of his arousal pleasing Jack.
Jack flicked his thumb over the crown with every thrust into Daniel’s body, the younger man hauling air into his lungs as his hips lurched between the pleasure of Jack’s touch and the pounding of his cock. “Slut,” Jack murmured affectionately into his ear, tonguing the shell as he rested his head upon against the warm shoulder. Daniel grunted, only causing Jack to grip more tightly, rubbing his forefinger against where the head became shaft, sliding the finger beneath the foreskin, tickling gently, breathlessly laughing as Daniel cried out, hips canting wildly for more. Jack tightened his hold on the heaving chest, pinching and rolling a pebbled nibble, the small hairs surrounding it teasing his fingers. He pumped Daniel’s shaft mercilessly, feeling the younger man’s thighs quaking, stomach muscles clenching under the onslaught as Daniel panted raggedly, whimpers spilling from his lips.
“Come on come on come on,” Jack chanted into Daniel’s ear, thrusting as hard as he could, tightening his fist even further against Daniel’s cock, thumb pressing into the slit every few passes. As he heard the low rumble of climax start in Daniel’s chest, he mouthed his way from ear to neck and bit down hard, laving the skin within his grasp, humping his groin up into Daniel’s, exalting at the scream of his lover’s climax and the tightening of his body. Stream after stream of come erupted from Daniel’s cock, the first coating his chest before Jack angled his cock at the ‘Gate, the come sliding down the ring slowly under Jack’s gaze. Jack held hard to Daniel’s spasming body, keeping his hips still but still striping the cock within his grasp, milking every last drop from Daniel, coating the ‘Gate in it. When Daniel’s cries of completion turned to whimpers of over sensation, Jack reluctantly released his cock and used his free hand to rub the come on Daniel’s chest into his skin, concentrating on his nipples, raising the hand to his mouth to lap the taste of his lover from it, offering his fingers to Daniel who blindly accepted them, loosely sucking them within the wet confines of his mouth.
With a groan, Jack guided them forward, back to all fours, Daniel balancing his orgasm heavy body on his forearms, knees spread wide, willing to allow Jack to do as he pleased. With come sticky hands, Jack grasped Daniel’s hips, his hands slipping against the slick skin as he pounded into his lover, his easy rhythm of before lost in the staccato thrusting of his hips, stuttering fast pace as he raced to orgasm. Staring at the site of his bite, the skin purple and red where he had abused it and sucked the blood to the surface, his mark of ownership, his pride in the man he loved, his pace faltered again, short sharp thrusts driving him as deep as possible into his lover, pleasure pooling in his groin, his limbs growing heavy as he strove harder and harder for completion and with a cry he came, dropping his head between his lover’s shoulder blades, eyes squeezed shut as a kaleidoscope danced behind his lids, murmuring words of love and devotion into the sweaty skin as his hips erratically drove into Daniel as he pulsed within.
Despite his exhaustion Jack continued to thrust languidly within the used channel, lazy nudges of his hips into Daniel, his orgasm denied so long that he was still hard, and he enjoyed the slick slide of himself within his lover, so desperately wanted to start all over again, to stay within Daniel just like this, grow to fully hard again from inside him, watch Daniel feel his hole stretch to accommodate as he swelled within stretching the wonderfully abused muscles and force them to let him take Daniel again and again, the angrily flushed flesh capitulating to his wants, easing his way with his own come and excitement. He longed to stay lodged here for ever, connected to his lover bringing him pleasure over and over. But it wasn’t to be. He softened and slipped free of his lover and collapsed to the ground beside him. With all the strength he had left, he reached up to caress where the ‘Gate had taken on a slight sheen, feeling the hint of tackiness where he had pumped Daniel’s come onto the ‘Gate. With a glance at the younger man, he swiped his palm over his own dick, collected some of the fluid still on it and massaged it atop Daniel’s.
“Hmmm, primitive.” Daniel huffed in response.
“Eh,” Jack replied rolling himself to rub his still sensitive groin against Daniel’s leg.
“Oh, you can’t be serious.” Daniel looked horrified.
“Nope, not yet.” Jack leered, lowering his head to suckle at one of Daniel’s nipples, lapping away the taste of come until it gave way to salt and skin. “But I’m going to want to do this again and again and-”
“Yeah, getting it.” Daniel muttered, lacing his fingers into Jack’s hair and pulling him up for a kiss, thrusting his tongue into his mouth and battling for dominance. “As long as I can return the favour.” Daniel broke the kiss to yawn. “After I sleep.”
“Wasn’t kidding, going to want you again and again and when I can’t get it up anymore, gonna have you ride my fingers, my tongue” he punctuated his promise with infinitesimal thrusts of his groin, sucking bites to Daniels neck and gentle squeezes of his hand around Daniels cock. Abortively trying to bat Jack’s hand away, Daniel rested his head onto the grass, arranging his lax limbs into a comfortable position and fell into the sleep of the well fucked within minutes. After a minute of this fondling Jack cradled Daniels balls within his large palm, pillowed his head awkwardly on his arm and allowed his breathing to slow and deepen, falling into a sated slumber
It was still light when Jack awoke, though the temperature had started to cool off and a breeze had worked up. Reaching out, warm skin met his questing hand, the flesh giving to his grip, the slow steady pulse of his lover faintly detectable beneath his palm. This, this was what he had so longed for, craved from the moment the idea of an enforced vacation had sprung in his mind. A relaxation they could never find at home, not with the secrecy and fear. The ability to reach out in the middle of the night, simply to touch or reassure rather than to ensure the other didn’t fall asleep rather than retire to his own home, own bed. The freedom to take the time to explore Daniel’s body, to reach for him time and again during the night whenever the need arose.
Oh yeah, this was what vacations were for. With a smile Jack allowed his body to succumb to the gentle pull of the indent where his lover lay, snugging his chest tight against the broad back, hand sliding over the rounded hip and belly until his fingertips teased crisp hairs. His attentions had apparently not gone unnoticed, at least by parts of Daniel. The other man’s cock fit into Jack’s palm as if moulded for him alone. Jack nuzzled into the soft hair at the nape of Daniel’s neck, inhaling the warm scent of dirt and sweat, an intoxicating brew he had to taste, flicking his tongue up the length of his lover’s neck, laying a biting kiss at the top beneath an ear. Nipping at the fleshy lobe when he heard Daniel snuffle and sigh, Jack swirled his tongue around the shell before plunging it within the slim canal.
“Ooooh Daaaaniel….”