Jack and Daniel on a camel
Riding to the fair
Said Jack and Daniel to the camel "Come on, get us there!"
The camel said to Jack and Daniel
"Just give me a mo.
Jack, get your dick inside that man! That's better, now let's go!"
It was hot. Hot and dry. Daniel liked that weather, it was better for his sinuses, for one thing and having grown up in the desert, he was perfectly comfortable with the heat. All morning he'd teased Jack about taking him for a ride. A camel ride, that is. Jack of course, had responded with bravado. Claiming to know all there was to know about humping, or rather camel humps and riding them. Although Jack did neglect to mention that the last time he and a camel had met, there had been a considerable amount of biting and spitting going on. And the camel hadn't been much better.
Light banter back and forth continued. It was fun and what was more, it got Daniel's mind wandering. A ride into uncharted desert might be just the thing. He went outside in search of a perfect animal.
Haggling with the camel driver proved easier than he'd planned and very enjoyable. His efforts meant the two of them had the beast for an entire day. Supposedly, it knew the way to an oasis and back, the round trip taking about three hours. Daniel grinned wickedly to himself and muttered "Perfect!" rubbing his hands together with glee.
Daniel returned to their hotel and changed from his khaki shorts and t-shirt into some light-weight cotton pants with a rope belt. On top, he wore a white, cotton robe to protect his fair, though tanning, skin from the sun. As a treat for Jack, he 'forgot' his boxers entirely. Jack made his appearance, looking fine in jeans and a desert khaki t-shirt. And those shades...Daniel silently cursed his lover for his ability to throw on any old thing and look downright kissable, but Daniel vowed not to be so easy. He was going to make Jack work for this.
The camel had two large humps and space between them which Daniel figured was just big enough for Jack to sit and for Daniel to squeeze himself in front, practically sitting on Jack's lap. Daniel smiled at the thought of what exquisite torture this could be for Jack... having to be Daniel's saddle each time the camel dipped and swayed. If Jack only knew all that Daniel had planned!
Oblivious to Daniel's little scheme, Jack stood admiring the camel, while keeping a respectful distance from both the front end and the back. Daniel simply smiled knowing what was to come.
"Hop up," Daniel suggested. He watched Jack's limber, athletic form swing its way onto the camel's back.
Noting the lack of sitting space for two, Jack asked, "Where are you gonna sit?"
He soon got his answer, as Daniel climbed up and lowered himself onto Jack's lap.
"Ohh! That's uhh..... Well, this should be interesting," Jack smiled and shifted slightly to get a bit more comfortable.
Daniel shook the reins lightly and the camel took off at a slow trot. Wishing to avoid any discomfort for the animal, Daniel dug his heels into the camel's sides and allowed only the slightest contact at each bump as they trotted along.
With nowhere else to put his arms, Jack wrapped them around Daniel's waist, allowing his hands to rest gently atop Daniel's now half-hard cock.
It didn't take long for Jack to realize a few things.
1. Daniel wasn't wearing any underwear. "Nice touch," Jack thought, and the mix of cologne and sweat pouring off of him was perfect;
2. Daniel was riding more on Jack than the camel, and it felt damned good; and last but not least,
3. Daniel had to have planned it this way. And he'd left Jack in the driver's seat, either knowingly, or maybe... just maybe ... unknowingly.
The camel's rhythm had slowed to a languid stroll. The sun was dipping lower, turning the sky purple as the night crept across the desert plain, and as Jack rested his head on his lover's shoulder, the two men became lost in each other.
Jack took the opportunity to slide one hand up underneath Daniel's robe to lightly stroke the young man's rapidly hardening nipples as the other hand fondled Daniel's dick through his thin pants. Meanwhile, Jack could feel himself growing stiff from the constant rubbing of Daniel's ass.
Daniel leaned back into his lover's gentle touches, letting go of the reins, and turning his head with a contented sigh. Jack's lips were there to meet his. They were touching in all the right places and it felt great. Tasty lips, fingers on nipples, hardening cocks, and there was this ass that was to die for... and primed for attention... atop the colonel's member.
To a casual passer-by? Two guys on a camel. In reality? Two lovers looking forward to the ride of their lives.
Daniel started itching for some part of Jack's to be in him. Anything would do. So, he grabbed hold of Jack's hand and brought his index finger into his mouth. He stared, sucking and biting noisily. Jack knew just where he'd like to put that well-moistened finger. Slowly withdrawing it from Daniel's lips, he brought his hand to Daniel's backside, in search of Daniel's fevered pucker.
In acceptance, Daniel leaned forward slightly allowing Jack to slip his hand into the rear of Daniel's pants.
So warm. Sweaty and wet. Jack moved his finger up and down the cleft of Daniel's ass, noting how Daniel's body squirmed and begged for more. After enough torment, Jack put pressure on Daniel's back with one hand, bending him forward, so that he was leaning on the camel's forward hump. This exposed the globes of Daniels ass very nicely. Jack's finger slipped in between them, heading straight for Daniel's rosebud opening. They were in no man's land now and there wasn't a soul in sight.
Slowly, Jack penetrated Daniel with one finger until it was fully sunk into him. Daniel was moaning his approval and rocking slightly on Jack's finger.
Jack moved his finger in and out. How he loved finger fucking his beautiful man of the desert. Daniel's skin had turned a beautiful flush-red. A second finger joined the first, and Daniel groaned with pleasure.
The wonderful fullness in Daniel's backside and Jack's talented stroking within.. hitting his pleasure spot dead on... combined with the pressure of his rock-hard cock against the camel's hump... Daniel couldn't have been more turned on. "I want to ride you, Jack. All the way. Sit on you up to the hilt and deeper still each time our ride moves."
Jack felt as if his jeans were going to split then and there. They were beyond tight. He withdrew his fingers reluctantly, and smelled the full scent of Daniel on them.
He raised himself up on the camel and deftly unzipped his pants, hissing as he let his hard cock and his balls out into the hot desert air. Easing back to his original position, Jack displayed himself for an admiring Daniel. A sweat-drenched, steel rod... pre-come glistening in the setting sun, pulsing with need.
Daniel spit into the palms of his hands and readied Jack's solid dick, stroking it smoothly. Since Jack had finally fucked him, one beautiful morning some days ago, he could not get enough. He raised himself above Jack's cock and began a slow, controlled descent into wildness. The desert air was still hot and his temperature was rising.
Jack watched himself disappear into that beautiful butt inch by slow inch. Jack moaned as the heat and tightness of Daniel's ass wrapped around him. Daniel alternately clamped and released his muscles, getting Jack to the bursting point. Both men were groaning with pleasure and passion.
Once Daniel had adjusted to the size of such a full erection, Jack put his hands on Daniel's hips and began to assist his movement up and down. Daniel took one of Jack's hands in his own and drew it in front of him, urging Jack to caress his hard smooth stomach, trying to make Jack feel the fullness of his cock deep within Daniel's body.
"Oh Jack," Daniel murmured, "God, you're so deep inside me. I've never felt so full before."
"You like that, babe?" Jack enquired, grinning. "Let's take it up a notch," he said devilishly, as he gave the camel a kick to the ribs. Soon Daniel was bouncing in hard up and down strokes, screaming Jack's name. His own cock was being squeezed by Jack's hand while he felt Jack's cockhead rubbing against his prostate, his pleasure button.
Jack lost track of time and place. Electric shocks were buzzing about his body and a deep fire centered in his groin.
"Oh shit," Jack growled, holding Daniel as tight as he could and pumping on the young man's cock for all it was worth.
"Daniel...oh fuck... I'm gonna come Daniel!" Jack shouted, spurting deep in Daniel's butt. The combined friction from the ride caused several orgasms. Just as one would end, another one would build.
As he felt Jack's seed hit deep inside his body, Daniel erupted. "Aah Jack, Jack, Jaaaackk... " he kept repeating with the rhythm of his cock's pulsing.
As if on signal, the camel slowed it's pace and travelled the rest of the way to the oasis. A full moon rose in the velvet blue sky and Jack felt himself soften inside Daniel's hot body.
The camel stopped and the tired men tumbled off their ride, stripped and waded into the cooling waters of the oasis.
"Rest up" Daniel playfully advised.
"Oh yeah? Why?"
"The ride back," Daniel answered truthfully.
There had been a little good-natured arguing as to who would be riding in front on the way back, but Jack won out, assuring his insatiable lover that he intended to take care of Daniel's beautiful ass when they returned to the hotel. Daniel had given in none too gracefully, while acknowledging that being fucked while riding a camel should be something Jack experienced before they got home.
After they'd got back and returned the tired and bemused animal to its keeper, Jack made long, slow, gentle love to Daniel on the fresh sheets of their comfortable bed and they lay together in the afterglow, the full moon's rays streaming in through the window of their dimly lit room. Daniel's head rested on the furry mat of Jack's chest and he smiled happily, lazily stroking the hair on his lover's flat belly. A loud gurgle suddenly emerged from deep within Jack's stomach and Daniel snorted.
"You're welcome,"
Jack moved his hand from its resting place on Daniel's shoulder to give him a light clip around the head.
"Smart ass,"
"Really? I thought you said 'tight' ass," Daniel replied mischievously. He raised his head to look into his lover's frowning face and took pity on him. "Hungry?"
"Ya think? We had nothing to eat and fucked twice on that little trip, three times if you count just now. A man has to have food y'know," he grumbled.
Daniel sat up in bed and reached for the phone. "I'll call Room Service. What's your pleasure?"
"Apart from you, y'mean?" Jack smiled.
Daniel kissed him lightly. "You're full of it, O'Neill, but I do love you."
"Ditto. What've they got?"
"Tell you what, why don't I order something for us?" Daniel suggested, knowing that Jack would need lengthy explanations of every recipe and feeling too tired to be bothered to give them to him.
"Go for your life. I trust you." Jack looked at him suspiciously. "You won't be ordering sheep's eyes or goat's innards or anything like that, will you? Because you know I won't eat that kinda crap and if I ever found out..."
Daniel raised his arm in surrender, "Nothing like that, Jack. I promise."
"Hmm. Okay, then."
Daniel quickly dialled and had a short conversation in Arabic. Jack cursed the fact that his Arabic was so rusty, he would have liked to do something to impress his young lover, apart from the obvious. The sounds Daniel made when Jack made love to him made him feel humble and unbelievably smug, all at the same time. They were nothing like the feral grunts of previous male lovers and although similar to the soft moans of passion which used to come from Sara, they seemed to touch his soul in a much more profound way than Sara's ever had.
In truth, Jack was afraid. He'd fallen too hard, too fast for someone who could end his career in a particularly inglorious manner, but there was no turning back for him and he suspected not for Daniel either. The joy which loving Daniel had brought him was something he would have been prepared to risk his life for, let alone his career. Theirs was a distinctly 'adult' relationship, but Jack couldn't help feeling like he was still in High School. He could feel his face flush when Daniel looked at him sometimes and his heart would do that weird 'skippy' thing, along with butterflies in his stomach when he spotted Daniel in a crowded room. He smiled.
"What?" Daniel asked, puzzled.
"Nothing. I was just thinking. C'mere." Jack pulled Daniel close and kissed him.
"Now, you know what we've said about thinking. It's not good for you," Daniel teased.
"It's not gonna be easy, y'know." Jack said seriously, looking into Daniel's eyes. "Do you really know what you're doing?"
Daniel nodded emphatically. "Jack, you're looking at a man who hasn't had much love in his life. I didn't ask to fall for you, I never expected it. I didn't even know what it was, until you went back to Earth. Now I know you feel the same, there's no way you're going to warn me off, so forget about it. We'll manage."
Jack snuggled into his neck, "Yeah. You're right. You're always right."
Daniel pulled away, gripped by a sudden panic. "You're not trying to say that this is it, are you? When we get back to the States this is over?"
Jack moved quickly to reassure him, "NO! God, Daniel. NO way. As hard as it's gonna be, and as much as we may fight and as much as we're gonna have to be careful around everyone else, we can make this work. We can. I know we can. You're not the only one who could use a little love in his life. We've both had a crappy time and we deserve each other. Right?"
"Right."
Jack ran his fingers lightly over Daniel's warm skin and felt his dick begin to stir.
"How long did they say this food will be?"
"About twenty minutes...why?" Daniel asked, looking down at Jack's growing erection and smiling wickedly.
"Why? He says. You're not that blind without your glasses, Jackson," Jack grinned.
"You er...you want some help with that?" Daniel murmured as he pushed Jack backwards to lie down.
"Well, yeah, actually. I wouldn't mind. You er...you want some help with that?" Jack asked, looking down at Daniel's own thickening dick.
"That would be nice. What do you want?" he asked, kissing Jack's face and neck.
Jack grabbed his head, kissing him deeply. "You, Doc Jackson," he growled. "You, you and nothing but you. All of you. All the time. Forever. God, you're beautiful."
A frantic few minutes of deep, soul searching, breath-taking kisses followed, until Daniel broke away panting.
"Tell me, Jack. Exactly what do you want?" he demanded.
"I want you to straddle my face so I can lick your ass, Daniel. I want you to fuck my throat until you can't hold it any longer and you shoot your come right down there and I want you to suck my dick 'til I come while I'm doing it. Clear enough?" Jack grunted as Daniel fondled his erection, roughly.
"Clear as crystal, Colonel," Daniel replied, then he shifted quickly around and knelt above his lover's face.
"Oh, man..." Jack whispered as he looked up at the young man's glistening pucker.
"Like the view?" Daniel smiled.
"Grrr," Jack growled and bit into the inside of Daniel's thigh, bringing Daniel's ass down low enough for his mouth to reach. Jack vaguely heard Daniel hiss as his lithe tongue worked in and around, licking and sucking. He was able to taste himself and Daniel mixed together and it made his cock jerk as the flavour exploded on his tongue. Daniel sank his wet mouth over the head of Jack's throbbing dick and sucked, while Jack concentrated on Daniel's asshole, feeling it relax under his tender touch as the young man writhed above him.
Suddenly, Daniel shifted backwards and bumped the weeping head of his cock on Jack's lips. Jack opened his mouth and drew his lover's hard cock inside, hungrily. As Daniel's head slid up and down Jack's dick, sucking hard and working the head with his tongue, his hips worked slowly and gently, fucking the older man's throat just like he'd asked. He held back from sinking himself full-length inside so he wouldn't choke Jack, but his thrusts deepened and quickened when Jack moved his hands around to fondle Daniel's buttocks, pushing his finger into Daniel's ass and urging him to go harder and faster.
Daniel's head moved up and down more swiftly, muffled moans of pleasure emanating from both himself and Jack as they pleasured each other. The moans soon became grunts as their orgasms approached and Daniel had to move off Jack's cock altogether for fear of biting him. He roared suddenly and pumped his come down into Jack's throat and Jack struggled to swallow it all, then just as suddenly, he spun around and impaled himself on Jack's wet cock, fucking himself frantically as Jack grabbed his hips hard, thrusting his own hips up.
"Ah GOD, Daniel...yes...yes...oh fuck YES!" he yelled, as the orgasm overcame him and he pumped his second lot of come of the evening deep inside Daniel's willing ass. Daniel's body writhed and twitched with the aftermath of his own orgasm and the buzz of having his ass filled and his prostate rubbed as Jack fucked him. Circling his hips and gripping Jack's softening dick with his internal muscles one last time, which made Jack jerk upwards, he rose and reluctantly allowed Jack to leave him. He was about to flop onto the bed beside Jack, when the older man's arms wrapped tightly around him and pulled him down to lie full length along Jack's body.
"Don't you fucking dare leave me, Daniel. Don't you ever fucking dare." Jack panted into Daniel's ear.
"Never Jack, I promise. Whatever we have to do, whoever we have to lie to, I don't care. We're together now and I'm never going to let you go," he whispered into Jack's neck as the older man got his breath back.
One last proprietary squeeze and Jack relaxed his grip so that Daniel could roll off him.
"Christ Daniel, that was... Damn! I'm running out of words. If you're going to be this good a lover you should at least come with a dictionary!"
Daniel chuckled quietly, "Thanks. You too and I'm sure I have one somewhere."
"Seriously, Danny. This is the best sex I've ever had, no question. I'm gonna have a real hard time keeping my hands off you when we get home. And pun so intended."
There was a soft knock at the door and Jack's eyes lit up. "Food! Thank God. I'm about to fade away here!" he pulled the covers up so that only his top half was visible.
Daniel threw on a robe and opened the door, thanking the waiter, who brought in a tray with an impressive collection of easy-to-eat dishes on it and deposited it onto the table. Daniel found his wallet and slipped the young man a tip. He thanked Daniel and left the room, smirking slightly as he realised that the two men were obviously lovers.
"We'll get plenty of that if we're not careful," Jack warned.
"Plenty of what?" Daniel asked, trying to decide what to feed Jack first.
"Didn't you see the way he looked at us? Jesus, the room probably reeks of sex and I don't see any hookers around here. He knew that we...well, you know."
Daniel smiled, "That we're lovers, Jack? That we sleep together?"
Jack raised his eyebrows, "Oh! You mean we get to sleep, too? Woohoo!"
"Bastard."
Jack laughed. "Listen, babe. I'll sleep plenty when I'm dead. If all I get to do in the meantime is work, fuck you and eat, I'll be a happy man."
"Don't joke about it." Daniel said, a serious look clouding his face.
"About what? Eating?" Jack smiled, kindly, knowing exactly what Daniel was referring to.
"I mean it, Jack. It could happen to either one of us, so easily. I don't think I could stand to lose you."
Jack got out of bed and slipped on his own robe. Tying it loosely at the waist, he kissed his lover softly. "Welcome to my world, Daniel."
They held each other silently for a few moments, lost in their own thoughts and each other, stroking each other's hair and faces gently.
"Not gonna happen. Trust me, Danny. Not gonna happen. Now, you wanna tell me what this stuff is?" Jack smiled and Daniel explained the Egyptian delicacies to the centre of his universe.
The following day, they made their way in silence to the airport, glancing at each other every so often and trying to avoid holding hands. The trip back to Colorado was long, but they both slept for most of the way, so that by the time they went back to work, most of the jetlag had gone.
"Hey, you're back! Welcome home, sir."
Sam Carter greeted them, smiling broadly as Jack and Daniel strolled into the control room together, both of them gripped by mixed feelings.
"Hey Carter, did you think we'd stay? And miss all this?" Jack grinned.
"So, did you have a good vacation?" Sam asked as Daniel gave her a hug.
"Yeah, I think we both enjoyed it," he smiled, glancing over at the Colonel.
"What? Did something happen out there?"
Jack waved his arms around, "Oh, not really. Saw some pyramids, checked out some temples - boring by the way - had a ride on a camel. Saw sand. Lots of sand. Nothing much..."
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