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Appearances can be decieving Part 2
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Daniel pulled into the driveway, quickly getting the bags with food before going up to the house. He could get his weekend bag later. The door opened before he could knock and a smiling Jack greeted him.
"Great timing..." Jack stepped aside to let him in. "No extra clothes, Daniel?" Jack raised an eyebrow.
"Knock it off, I've only got two hands," Daniel grinned. "The bag's in the car." Daniel continued inside, made his way to the kitchen and deposited the various bags on the counter. Pulling out the treats he took a deep breath as the air was filled with the mouthwatering smells of good Chinese cooking. The sound of the front door closing brought Daniel around to find Jack entering the kitchen.
"I put your bag in the hallway..." Jack's voice trailed off as the older man walked across the floor and a moment later Daniel found himself drawn into a tight embrace on the receiving end of a searing kiss. "I missed this," Jack finally whispered as he broke the kiss and buried his face against Daniel's neck.
Daniel lost all his bearings for a moment as Jack's hands slid up under his shirt. Deciding to go with the flow, he pulled Jack's head up to capture his lips in another kiss. "Dinner will get cold..."
Jack finally let go of him, trying to school his face into a pout, completely ruined by the smiling brown eyes. "Your loss, book boy." With that, the older man went to the cupboards to get plates and glasses.
Daniel shook his head and carried their food into the living room. Putting it all down on the coffee table he went back into the kitchen, narrowly missing Jack at the door. Grinning he sidestepped the other man and went to the fridge for beer. Amused he pulled out two bottles. Jack had definitely learned a thing or two. The usual brand of beer had been exchanged for several different ones of imported origin. Yes, Jack was definitely making an effort. Either that or Daniel was rubbing off on him...
Speaking of rubbing... Daniel couldn't help laughing as he found six foot plus of USAF Colonel plastered to his back a moment later. Pushing back he managed to keep his hold on both bottles of beer and pushing the door to the fridge shot. Jack still refused to let go of him.
Burying his face in Daniel's neck, Jack's arms snaked around the younger man's waist, hands dipping down into Daniel's pockets. "You smell good," came the muffled comment.
Daniel rolled his eyes and began making his way towards the living room, his progress severely hampered by Jack's need for closeness. Somehow they still managed to get to the couch and Daniel put the bottles down on the table.
"Jack..." Daniel sighed and leaned his head back to rest on Jack's shoulder.
"Mphf," came the muffled reply as Jack nuzzled his way under the collar of Daniel's shirt, mouthing the bare skin.
Daniel dug his fingers into Jack's forearms, letting out a deep groan. Trust Jack to have, in less than a week, found his most sensitive spots. "Jack, the foo-ood's getting cold..." Daniel whimpered as Jack's teeth sunk into his skin. Not enough to leave a mark, but enough to set off all Daniel's nerve endings.
With a heartbreaking sigh, Jack let go of him, though only for long enough to get to the couch. Then he grabbed Daniel's arm and dragged him down into his lap.
Laughing Daniel surrendered into the soft kiss. "Hey," he breathed as they broke apart, keeping eye contact, nose to nose.
"Hey yourself," grinned Jack, looking as breathless as Daniel felt.
"Dinner?" asked Daniel, trying to suppress an answering smile.
"In a minute, gotta do this first," Jack frowned, "and it's gotta be done right." With that he drew Daniel into another kiss, this time not letting him up for air for what seemed like forever. Not that Daniel was complaining, because God, could Jack kiss, and if there was one thing Daniel loved it was kissing. Lucky him to have found Jack who seemed so dead-set on delivering.
Daniel was finally allowed to slip down onto the couch. Still, Jack managed to stay glued to his side as if he was afraid that Daniel might disappear. Daniel indulged him. It was nice to relax, eat and just enjoy the nearness of another person. Didn't hurt things that this other person loved him and that Daniel loved him. Had anyone told him, back when he'd unlocked the key for the 'Gate and went to Abydos for what had been a suicide mission for Jack, that now, years later, he'd be in a physical and emotional relationship with the man, he'd have thought they'd been insane.
Dinner was finished, the plates and glasses in the dishwasher and the TV was on. Not that either man was watching. They'd hardly sat back down before they'd been kissing again. Slow rasp of tongue against tongue and all the time in the world to explore. Daniel snuck a hand up under Jack's t-shirt, reveling in the feel of warm skin. The motion as Jack breathed, the ripple of muscle under taut skin was driving him slowly crazy.
"Don't get your hopes up..." Jack whispered in his ear.
"Too tired?" Daniel's hand slid up a little further, fingers carding through the hairs on the Jack's chest, toying with the dog tags.
"Mmmm..." Jack's hands did a little exploring on their own.
"Bed?" Daniel grinned sleepily.
"Good idea, I'm sorry Daniel, but I..." Jack sighed deeply.
"It's okay, Jack, don't worry. Trust me, I'm not exactly feeling energetic at the moment and we've got the entire weekend." Daniel stood when Jack let go of him and he smiled as he pulled the older man up from the couch.
Stripping and sliding under the cool covers, Daniel sighed deeply. As tired as he was he could still enjoy the fact that he was in Jack's bed. Make that naked and in Jack's bed. A moment later he could add a naked Jack to that and to Daniel all was right with the world, if only for a while.
Before long Jack was breathing deeply and the sound of his rhythmic breathing and the rise and fall of his chest under Daniel's head soon drew Daniel into his own realm of sleep.
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Daniel slowly opened his eyes. It was still dark outside, but dawn wasn't far away. Still, Daniel needed a trip to the bathroom. Extracting himself from Jack's embrace, he quickly made his way out of the bedroom. While he washed his hands, Daniel studied his fuzzy reflection. He hadn't bothered with his glasses, but he could still make out the dark lines under his eyes. He felt better but he was still a little tired. Rolling his shoulders he winced. Maybe he could ask Jack for a massage in the morning? He'd been working a lot with translations lately and as much as he loved it, sitting hunched over the desk just didn't do him much good physically.
Walking back into the bedroom, Daniel realized Jack was awake. Climbing into the bed, he groaned as the muscles in his back and neck tightened.
"Something wrong?" Jack asked, voice low and breath hot against Daniel's neck and ear.
"Just a bit sore and stiff, that's all," Daniel mumbled as he enjoyed Jack's hands on his back.
Jack shifted on the bed next to him and there was the sound of a drawer being pulled out, rummaged through before being shut again. "Turn over, Daniel," Jack said as he urged him to lie down. A moment later the soft glow of the bedside lamp broke through the darkness.
With a sigh Daniel did as he was ordered and he wasn't disappointed as a moment later he felt Jack straddle his lower back, though the older man still kept his weight off Daniel. Something was uncapped and a light musk like smell reached Daniel's nose. Burying his face in his crossed arms, Daniel relaxed as he felt the strong hands kneading his abused muscles. The massage oil felt warm as it was worked meticulously into his skin and he quickly drifted into somewhere between sleep and awake.
Maybe Daniel could convince Jack to take all that hard work he was doing a little further? As much s Daniel tried to focus on the burn of loosened muscles, it was difficult as his senses kept telling him that the slide of heated skin against the small of his back was Jack's erection. It might be easier to talk Jack into it than he'd thought.
Jack leaned down to whisper into Daniel's ear and the heat from his body felt almost scorching against the slick skin of his back. "Feels good?"
"Oh God, yes..." Daniel groaned as Jack chose that exact moment to dig into a specifically hard muscle in his neck.
"You're such a massage slut," Jack grinned.
"You have no idea," Daniel mumbled, smiling against his arm.
"Easy piece of ass, Jackson."
"Only for you Colonel, only for you." Daniel wriggled against the sheet to get a little friction. Jack wasn't the only one affected by the back rub.
"Glad to hear... I wonder if I could get you to do anything in this state..." Jack's sounded downright evil.
"Well, I'd offer to roll over and go 'woof', but I'm kinda busy being pampered at the moment," Daniel snorted. Moaning his approval, he continued. "Got any other suggestions?"
"Mmm," Jack hummed, fingers doing their magic walk across Daniel's shoulders. "How about you just lie there and let me take advantage of you and the situation?"
Daniel stopped a chuckle and pretended to think about the offer for a moment. "Do your worst, flyboy," he finally managed to choke out without too much laughter.
"Your wish is my command, Dr. Jackson," Jack growled and dug even harder into Daniel's abused muscles as he meticulously worked his way down Daniel's back, kneading muscles Daniel wasn't even aware of having.
Daniel was lulled back into his sleepy state as Jack kept working his magic, scooting further down to make sure he got every inch of Daniel, thighs, calves, the tendons at the ankles. As Jack worked quickly for a finish back up Daniel's legs, the younger man sighed deeply. Now this, he could get used to, that was for sure.
He wasn't surprised when he felt Jack's fingers slide in between his thighs, lightly caressing the sensitive skin, spreading a little more oil, moving teasingly close to where Daniel wanted them. Closing his eyes, Daniel concentrated on staying relaxed and he felt the shiver as Jack's hands slowly slid up over his ass, fingers dipping inside the cleft, parting the cheeks. A light bite was placed on either side before Jack slipped a finger teasingly down from the small of Daniel's back to his balls. The movement had Daniel pressing up in the matter of seconds.
Jack's chuckle broke the silence.
"Tease," Daniel growled, but he couldn't keep up his act of disapproval for long as Jack's slick finger returned to circle his opening. "Jaa-ack," he sighed, breath hitching as the tip slipped inside. He must have somehow managed to appeal to something in Jack, because the older man stopped fooling around and began slowly working more of his finger inside. Either that, or Jack was no more capable of holding back than Daniel was.
Daniel slowly lifted his head, then turned to look at Jack, who was concentrating on setting every nerve in Daniel's body on fire. "Jack...?"
"Mmm?" Jack pushed his finger all the way inside, moving it rhythmically, sending shiver through Daniel's body.
"I'm not gonna last much longer..." Daniel trailed off into a deep moan.
"Oh?" Jack slowed his movements before slipping in another finger, but his attention was solely on Daniel, the dark eyes glittering with arousal.
Daniel grinned in answer as he stretched to open the bedside drawer he pulled out a condom and threw it as the other man. "Suit up and move in?" Daniel sniggered.
Jack's laugh sent vibrations through Daniel, who bit his lower lip, trying to think of anything to take his mind off the sinful things Jack was doing to him at the moment. He tried hard not to moan his disapproval when Jack pulled out his fingers to put on the condom. Closing his eyes he rested his head against his folded arms. A moment later he felt the light nudge against his ass and Jack pulling the cheeks apart. For a moment neither man moved, then Jack pressed forward and after a moment's resistance, he pushed inside. Daniel groaned as he felt stretch and burn turn to bursts of pleasure.
A heartbeat or two later, Daniel sighed happily as a heavy weight descended on his back. Jack's long body aligned with his, chest pressed against Daniel's slightly slippery back. For little while they stayed like that, getting used to the intimacy, the nearness.
Finally Jack pulled back unto his knees again, an arm around Daniel's waist, drawing him up as well. Jack's hands slid along Daniel's arms, taking a hold of his hands, placing them on the headboard of the bed. "Hold on," he whispered hoarsely.
Losing himself in the movement, Daniel closed his eyes. The pleasant fire curling in his belly flared as Jack set a slow pace. The rough hands seemed to be everywhere except where Daniel wanted them, but he had the feeling Jack wanted him to keep his own hands on the head board. Trembling with his pent up need for release, Daniel decided to let Jack play whatever game he wanted, as he knew that the older man wouldn't let him down. To Jack it wasn't about being satisfied, but giving as good as he got, which meant that however way Jack chose to do this, in the end Daniel was sure he'd like it.
The slickness from the massage oil lent an extra dimension to the way Daniel felt the touches. Hands and fingers sliding over his skin no longer sought to release tight muscles but to bring him pleasure he wasn't sure he could handle. Suddenly Jack grabbed his hips and picked up the pace, but the moment he found his release his hand slipped around Daniel's waist to find the younger man's erection. But what Daniel had expected to give him release was suddenly a tight squeeze at the base of his cock, breaking exactly that, keeping him from coming.
Feeling himself cheated of it, Daniel swore loudly. "Jack! What the *hell* are you doing?"
Jack panted and pulled out of him, drawing him down and flipping him over unto his back. "Just a way to avoid wet spots," he answered, as if that explained anything.
Not that Daniel cared a moment later as Jack scooted down and treated him to a brain melting blowjob. The pressure quickly built inside of Daniel and a moment later he came with a shout, arching up into Jack's mouth, loving the fact that Jack kept it up until Daniel whimpered and had no more to give.
Seconds later Daniel was wrapped in a warm embrace and was kissed within an inch of his life. Oh yeah, any day the Colonel wanted to play...
Finally drifting off to sleep, they kept murmuring stupid little things to each other, and even for his life Daniel couldn't remember any of them afterwards. He wasn't entirely sure he wanted to, because somehow he knew that he'd be as embarrassed as Jack was...
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TBC
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Daniel pulled into the driveway, quickly getting the bags with food before going up to the house. He could get his weekend bag later. The door opened before he could knock and a smiling Jack greeted him.
"Great timing..." Jack stepped aside to let him in. "No extra clothes, Daniel?" Jack raised an eyebrow.
"Knock it off, I've only got two hands," Daniel grinned. "The bag's in the car." Daniel continued inside, made his way to the kitchen and deposited the various bags on the counter. Pulling out the treats he took a deep breath as the air was filled with the mouthwatering smells of good Chinese cooking. The sound of the front door closing brought Daniel around to find Jack entering the kitchen.
"I put your bag in the hallway..." Jack's voice trailed off as the older man walked across the floor and a moment later Daniel found himself drawn into a tight embrace on the receiving end of a searing kiss. "I missed this," Jack finally whispered as he broke the kiss and buried his face against Daniel's neck.
Daniel lost all his bearings for a moment as Jack's hands slid up under his shirt. Deciding to go with the flow, he pulled Jack's head up to capture his lips in another kiss. "Dinner will get cold..."
Jack finally let go of him, trying to school his face into a pout, completely ruined by the smiling brown eyes. "Your loss, book boy." With that, the older man went to the cupboards to get plates and glasses.
Daniel shook his head and carried their food into the living room. Putting it all down on the coffee table he went back into the kitchen, narrowly missing Jack at the door. Grinning he sidestepped the other man and went to the fridge for beer. Amused he pulled out two bottles. Jack had definitely learned a thing or two. The usual brand of beer had been exchanged for several different ones of imported origin. Yes, Jack was definitely making an effort. Either that or Daniel was rubbing off on him...
Speaking of rubbing... Daniel couldn't help laughing as he found six foot plus of USAF Colonel plastered to his back a moment later. Pushing back he managed to keep his hold on both bottles of beer and pushing the door to the fridge shot. Jack still refused to let go of him.
Burying his face in Daniel's neck, Jack's arms snaked around the younger man's waist, hands dipping down into Daniel's pockets. "You smell good," came the muffled comment.
Daniel rolled his eyes and began making his way towards the living room, his progress severely hampered by Jack's need for closeness. Somehow they still managed to get to the couch and Daniel put the bottles down on the table.
"Jack..." Daniel sighed and leaned his head back to rest on Jack's shoulder.
"Mphf," came the muffled reply as Jack nuzzled his way under the collar of Daniel's shirt, mouthing the bare skin.
Daniel dug his fingers into Jack's forearms, letting out a deep groan. Trust Jack to have, in less than a week, found his most sensitive spots. "Jack, the foo-ood's getting cold..." Daniel whimpered as Jack's teeth sunk into his skin. Not enough to leave a mark, but enough to set off all Daniel's nerve endings.
With a heartbreaking sigh, Jack let go of him, though only for long enough to get to the couch. Then he grabbed Daniel's arm and dragged him down into his lap.
Laughing Daniel surrendered into the soft kiss. "Hey," he breathed as they broke apart, keeping eye contact, nose to nose.
"Hey yourself," grinned Jack, looking as breathless as Daniel felt.
"Dinner?" asked Daniel, trying to suppress an answering smile.
"In a minute, gotta do this first," Jack frowned, "and it's gotta be done right." With that he drew Daniel into another kiss, this time not letting him up for air for what seemed like forever. Not that Daniel was complaining, because God, could Jack kiss, and if there was one thing Daniel loved it was kissing. Lucky him to have found Jack who seemed so dead-set on delivering.
Daniel was finally allowed to slip down onto the couch. Still, Jack managed to stay glued to his side as if he was afraid that Daniel might disappear. Daniel indulged him. It was nice to relax, eat and just enjoy the nearness of another person. Didn't hurt things that this other person loved him and that Daniel loved him. Had anyone told him, back when he'd unlocked the key for the 'Gate and went to Abydos for what had been a suicide mission for Jack, that now, years later, he'd be in a physical and emotional relationship with the man, he'd have thought they'd been insane.
Dinner was finished, the plates and glasses in the dishwasher and the TV was on. Not that either man was watching. They'd hardly sat back down before they'd been kissing again. Slow rasp of tongue against tongue and all the time in the world to explore. Daniel snuck a hand up under Jack's t-shirt, reveling in the feel of warm skin. The motion as Jack breathed, the ripple of muscle under taut skin was driving him slowly crazy.
"Don't get your hopes up..." Jack whispered in his ear.
"Too tired?" Daniel's hand slid up a little further, fingers carding through the hairs on the Jack's chest, toying with the dog tags.
"Mmmm..." Jack's hands did a little exploring on their own.
"Bed?" Daniel grinned sleepily.
"Good idea, I'm sorry Daniel, but I..." Jack sighed deeply.
"It's okay, Jack, don't worry. Trust me, I'm not exactly feeling energetic at the moment and we've got the entire weekend." Daniel stood when Jack let go of him and he smiled as he pulled the older man up from the couch.
Stripping and sliding under the cool covers, Daniel sighed deeply. As tired as he was he could still enjoy the fact that he was in Jack's bed. Make that naked and in Jack's bed. A moment later he could add a naked Jack to that and to Daniel all was right with the world, if only for a while.
Before long Jack was breathing deeply and the sound of his rhythmic breathing and the rise and fall of his chest under Daniel's head soon drew Daniel into his own realm of sleep.
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Daniel slowly opened his eyes. It was still dark outside, but dawn wasn't far away. Still, Daniel needed a trip to the bathroom. Extracting himself from Jack's embrace, he quickly made his way out of the bedroom. While he washed his hands, Daniel studied his fuzzy reflection. He hadn't bothered with his glasses, but he could still make out the dark lines under his eyes. He felt better but he was still a little tired. Rolling his shoulders he winced. Maybe he could ask Jack for a massage in the morning? He'd been working a lot with translations lately and as much as he loved it, sitting hunched over the desk just didn't do him much good physically.
Walking back into the bedroom, Daniel realized Jack was awake. Climbing into the bed, he groaned as the muscles in his back and neck tightened.
"Something wrong?" Jack asked, voice low and breath hot against Daniel's neck and ear.
"Just a bit sore and stiff, that's all," Daniel mumbled as he enjoyed Jack's hands on his back.
Jack shifted on the bed next to him and there was the sound of a drawer being pulled out, rummaged through before being shut again. "Turn over, Daniel," Jack said as he urged him to lie down. A moment later the soft glow of the bedside lamp broke through the darkness.
With a sigh Daniel did as he was ordered and he wasn't disappointed as a moment later he felt Jack straddle his lower back, though the older man still kept his weight off Daniel. Something was uncapped and a light musk like smell reached Daniel's nose. Burying his face in his crossed arms, Daniel relaxed as he felt the strong hands kneading his abused muscles. The massage oil felt warm as it was worked meticulously into his skin and he quickly drifted into somewhere between sleep and awake.
Maybe Daniel could convince Jack to take all that hard work he was doing a little further? As much s Daniel tried to focus on the burn of loosened muscles, it was difficult as his senses kept telling him that the slide of heated skin against the small of his back was Jack's erection. It might be easier to talk Jack into it than he'd thought.
Jack leaned down to whisper into Daniel's ear and the heat from his body felt almost scorching against the slick skin of his back. "Feels good?"
"Oh God, yes..." Daniel groaned as Jack chose that exact moment to dig into a specifically hard muscle in his neck.
"You're such a massage slut," Jack grinned.
"You have no idea," Daniel mumbled, smiling against his arm.
"Easy piece of ass, Jackson."
"Only for you Colonel, only for you." Daniel wriggled against the sheet to get a little friction. Jack wasn't the only one affected by the back rub.
"Glad to hear... I wonder if I could get you to do anything in this state..." Jack's sounded downright evil.
"Well, I'd offer to roll over and go 'woof', but I'm kinda busy being pampered at the moment," Daniel snorted. Moaning his approval, he continued. "Got any other suggestions?"
"Mmm," Jack hummed, fingers doing their magic walk across Daniel's shoulders. "How about you just lie there and let me take advantage of you and the situation?"
Daniel stopped a chuckle and pretended to think about the offer for a moment. "Do your worst, flyboy," he finally managed to choke out without too much laughter.
"Your wish is my command, Dr. Jackson," Jack growled and dug even harder into Daniel's abused muscles as he meticulously worked his way down Daniel's back, kneading muscles Daniel wasn't even aware of having.
Daniel was lulled back into his sleepy state as Jack kept working his magic, scooting further down to make sure he got every inch of Daniel, thighs, calves, the tendons at the ankles. As Jack worked quickly for a finish back up Daniel's legs, the younger man sighed deeply. Now this, he could get used to, that was for sure.
He wasn't surprised when he felt Jack's fingers slide in between his thighs, lightly caressing the sensitive skin, spreading a little more oil, moving teasingly close to where Daniel wanted them. Closing his eyes, Daniel concentrated on staying relaxed and he felt the shiver as Jack's hands slowly slid up over his ass, fingers dipping inside the cleft, parting the cheeks. A light bite was placed on either side before Jack slipped a finger teasingly down from the small of Daniel's back to his balls. The movement had Daniel pressing up in the matter of seconds.
Jack's chuckle broke the silence.
"Tease," Daniel growled, but he couldn't keep up his act of disapproval for long as Jack's slick finger returned to circle his opening. "Jaa-ack," he sighed, breath hitching as the tip slipped inside. He must have somehow managed to appeal to something in Jack, because the older man stopped fooling around and began slowly working more of his finger inside. Either that, or Jack was no more capable of holding back than Daniel was.
Daniel slowly lifted his head, then turned to look at Jack, who was concentrating on setting every nerve in Daniel's body on fire. "Jack...?"
"Mmm?" Jack pushed his finger all the way inside, moving it rhythmically, sending shiver through Daniel's body.
"I'm not gonna last much longer..." Daniel trailed off into a deep moan.
"Oh?" Jack slowed his movements before slipping in another finger, but his attention was solely on Daniel, the dark eyes glittering with arousal.
Daniel grinned in answer as he stretched to open the bedside drawer he pulled out a condom and threw it as the other man. "Suit up and move in?" Daniel sniggered.
Jack's laugh sent vibrations through Daniel, who bit his lower lip, trying to think of anything to take his mind off the sinful things Jack was doing to him at the moment. He tried hard not to moan his disapproval when Jack pulled out his fingers to put on the condom. Closing his eyes he rested his head against his folded arms. A moment later he felt the light nudge against his ass and Jack pulling the cheeks apart. For a moment neither man moved, then Jack pressed forward and after a moment's resistance, he pushed inside. Daniel groaned as he felt stretch and burn turn to bursts of pleasure.
A heartbeat or two later, Daniel sighed happily as a heavy weight descended on his back. Jack's long body aligned with his, chest pressed against Daniel's slightly slippery back. For little while they stayed like that, getting used to the intimacy, the nearness.
Finally Jack pulled back unto his knees again, an arm around Daniel's waist, drawing him up as well. Jack's hands slid along Daniel's arms, taking a hold of his hands, placing them on the headboard of the bed. "Hold on," he whispered hoarsely.
Losing himself in the movement, Daniel closed his eyes. The pleasant fire curling in his belly flared as Jack set a slow pace. The rough hands seemed to be everywhere except where Daniel wanted them, but he had the feeling Jack wanted him to keep his own hands on the head board. Trembling with his pent up need for release, Daniel decided to let Jack play whatever game he wanted, as he knew that the older man wouldn't let him down. To Jack it wasn't about being satisfied, but giving as good as he got, which meant that however way Jack chose to do this, in the end Daniel was sure he'd like it.
The slickness from the massage oil lent an extra dimension to the way Daniel felt the touches. Hands and fingers sliding over his skin no longer sought to release tight muscles but to bring him pleasure he wasn't sure he could handle. Suddenly Jack grabbed his hips and picked up the pace, but the moment he found his release his hand slipped around Daniel's waist to find the younger man's erection. But what Daniel had expected to give him release was suddenly a tight squeeze at the base of his cock, breaking exactly that, keeping him from coming.
Feeling himself cheated of it, Daniel swore loudly. "Jack! What the *hell* are you doing?"
Jack panted and pulled out of him, drawing him down and flipping him over unto his back. "Just a way to avoid wet spots," he answered, as if that explained anything.
Not that Daniel cared a moment later as Jack scooted down and treated him to a brain melting blowjob. The pressure quickly built inside of Daniel and a moment later he came with a shout, arching up into Jack's mouth, loving the fact that Jack kept it up until Daniel whimpered and had no more to give.
Seconds later Daniel was wrapped in a warm embrace and was kissed within an inch of his life. Oh yeah, any day the Colonel wanted to play...
Finally drifting off to sleep, they kept murmuring stupid little things to each other, and even for his life Daniel couldn't remember any of them afterwards. He wasn't entirely sure he wanted to, because somehow he knew that he'd be as embarrassed as Jack was...
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TBC
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give me 5 minutes and part 3 is posted
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exactly! Down here the summer's a bit too cold for my liking, so I'll do what I can to help heat things up a bit *eg*