Daniel roused to sunlight streaming through the bedroom blinds. He moved his head back, but finding resistance, he became aware of a solid warmth against his back, buttocks, and legs. He suddenly remembered and smiled. Turning as much as he could, he found himself surrounded by Jack's arms. Jack moaned sleepily against the back of his head. Twisting carefully, Daniel turned in Jack's arms. Looking into the sleepy face of the man before him, taking in his scents and heavy feel, Daniel placed his own arms around the man he knew he loved with an amazing passion.
Feeling rather awed by it, Daniel knew he had to do something before he lapsed into something lyrical and sappy. Taking a breath, he kissed Jack's lips, trying to get him to wake up, but Jack groaned and turned him face into his pillow.
Hmmm, going to be like that, are you?
Daniel got an idea and grinned. He pulled away from Jack, crawled over him, and spooned up behind, all the while, Jack barely stirred. He was already half-hard and with his cock now riding against Jack's ass, he was firming up by the second. He laid an arm over Jack's waist, then slid the other underneath his pillow and kissed the back of his neck. Jack moaned again, only with a slightly different tone. He was waking up, but not enough. Time for a little encouragement. Nibbling on an ear and running a hand down to his abdomen, Daniel began to caress Jack's skin. Moving his hips slowly, he nudged his erection between Jack's cheeks, biting on his neck and under his ear.
Finally, Jack roused, moaning in a good way.
"Well, it's about time I got a reaction out of you. Usually, it's you waking me up, only not quite this way, huh?"
Jack groaned again. "Why are you pleasant this morning? You get an IV bag of coffee overnight?"
Daniel frowned suddenly, perplexed. He was quiet for a very long minute.
"Daniel?" Jack asked, his voice muffled against the pillow.
"You know, I am in a good mood. I feel good, though I haven't a clue why."
Jack started to laugh, quietly at first so Daniel didn't realize it at first, then he turned over, chuckling. "Well, well, well."
Daniel scowled at him with suspicion. "What?"
"I've discovered your secret, Doctor Jackson."
"My secret?" Daniel repeated doubtfully.
Jack pulled Daniel down on top of him and firmly clamped his hands on his ass. "The perfect way to put you in a good mood in the morning is one hell of a fuck the night before."
Daniel looked down at him, trying to maintain a bland expression on his face. Inside, he realized that Jack was right, and when Jack was right about something--usually something big--he became an insufferably smut shit.
"Oh," Daniel drawled. "That."
It was Jack's turn to frown. "What's that mean?"
"It's been so long since I'd had sex that I completely forgot that I get like that. Shau're used to tell me that I was made up of two people."
"Schizo?"
"Yeah, in her own words, of course."
"Right, of course."
Jack's tone wasn't just doubtful, it was downright disbelieving. He knew that tone of voice of Daniel's. It was the bullshitter tone. He narrowed his eyes and added, "and you just forgot or..."
Daniel was about to put up a defense when his stomach rumbled. "Ah, well, speaking of coffee..."
Jack gave him a smirk. "Looks like you've been saved."
Daniel leaned down and kissed him, biting at his lip. "Relieved?"
"Not in the least. But...I gotta take a piss..."
Daniel groaned and gingerly rolled off Jack, realizing that once the bathroom was mentioned, his bladder decided to wake up. "I'm next."
While Jack was busy, Daniel sprawled out over the middle of the bed, reminiscing over the events of the previous evening. He put his arms up over his pillow and hugged it to his head, smiling to himself. He still felt the heat of Jack between his legs, his touch, the taste of his kisses, the scent of his skin. It started to arouse him and he had to think of something else. Taking a piss was more important at the moment.
Once Jack was through, Daniel went in. While relieving himself, his tongue ran over his teeth and he grimaced. Flushing, he grabbed his toothbrush and brushed quickly.
In the bedroom, lying on his stomach with his arms around the pillow, Jack was doing what Daniel had done earlier. Reminiscing about the evening before. And getting hard because of it. When the door to the bathroom opened, a sudden desire to tease came over him and he closed his eyes.
Daniel finished and walked out, eyeing Jack's backside with a huge grin. Only half the sheet covered him and then, only his legs. He slowly crawled over the bed, and over Jack. "So...where were we?" He leaned over, just barely touching his lips to Jack's spine.
Jack feigned disinterest and groaned sleepily as if going back to sleep. The only problem was his only slightly wilted erection. If he could lie still, and Daniel didn't take a closer look at his balls, he could stretch the tease for at least ten minutes, and maybe gain something unexpectedly nice in return. An annoyed Daniel--playful and not pissed off--was something Jack loved to see. Now, he wondered how that would work in their current...relationship. Relationship? Yeah, relationship.
Jack grinned to himself before he could stop it. And Daniel caught it.
Above him, Daniel was now smirking. "So...what have we got here, Jack? A little game? I can do that." Nibbling along the side of his neck, Daniel's nibble became a nip, then a bite.
Jack bit his own lip, trying not to call out at the shock of arousal, but he kept his eyes shut and his face turned.
Daniel continued his teasing bites, trying to lure Jack out of his 'pretending' mood. Nothing seemed to be working though. Jack was being very stubborn. Very well then. Daniel moved his hands and mouth down his back, nipping and then caressing with his tongue. He found an interesting spot between the shoulder blades that granted him a shudder from Jack's body...but still no sound. Working his nose under an arm pit, inhaling deeply and getting somehow harder from Jack's smell, he teased the skin with his tongue. Jack moaned...finally. In his triumph, Daniel smiled against his skin, letting Jack know he'd won that round. Pulling Jack onto his back, he moved to a nipple, nipping, sucking, pulling with his teeth.
It suddenly occurred to Daniel that Jack was now his lover. The very thought sent waves of excitement through him, and he transferred them through his mouth and tongue, his hands and fingers. Inching his way down, he purposely by-passed his groin, heading instead for the inner thighs. A louder moan from Jack as his mouth kissed and sucked the tender flesh. He pulled his head away and with his hands, turned Jack back onto his stomach.
Daniel found the back of his thighs and Jack suddenly jerked when the tongue moved back past the ball sac and between the crevice of his buttocks. Seeking out his target, Daniel touched the tip of his tongue around the tight opening, teasing and nudging past the puckered opening, then withdrawing. Jack moaned louder, his fingers digging into the pillow. Daniel repeated it again. And again. Soon, Jack was writhing with want, pushing his throbbing cock into the sheets.
"Daniel..." he whispered in a gasp.
"Jack..." Daniel breathed as his tongue probed inside. In and out rapidly, teasing the hell out of Jack, then stopping and going so achingly slow that Jack began to thrust backward. Upon doing so, Daniel grabbed Jack's hips and held him down, trying to immobilize him as much as possible. He then returned to the very slow penetration of Jack's ass, shoving his tongue slowly in and out, going deeper than before. He hoped this would drive Jack insane and he was right. Jack's reactions also told him that he loved every damn minute of it.
"Daniel..goddamn you," and his panting was desperate, harsh, begging. His shoulders hunched up and fingers white-knuckled the bed, holding on as if his life depended on some sort of control. And it did almost. He could feel himself on the verge of coming and if Daniel didn't stop what he was doing...
"Daniel, I'm gonna..."
Daniel pulled back, and moved away, turning Jack onto his back once more. He spread his legs wide and without warning, he slid tongue from the base of Daniel's cock upward along the shaft, feeling the hot flesh quiver and twitch. Jack's hands again grabbed a good hold of the mattress and its cover sheet while emitting throaty cries of need. Daniel took the head of his cock into his mouth and sucked gently, coaxing and teasing more sounds from Jack.
"Daniel, if you don't..." and he stopped talking, gasping harshly as Daniel began taking his length down his throat. A hand reached underneath and Daniel gently pressed half of a finger inside his anal opening. Jack started to thrust his hips through cries of lust as Daniel pushed in deeper. The moment he felt the nub of his prostate, he sucked hard.
"Daniel!" Jack shouted, trying to thrust, but Daniel's free hand pressed against his abdomen while his body straddled one of Jack's legs, preventing him from taking control.
Now two fingers ruthlessly found Jack's gland and stroked it with their tips while Daniel used his tongue, mouth, and throat to massage his cock. It was then that Daniel began pulling at Jack's hip, encouraging him to fuck his mouth. He dropped his tongue down and opened his jaw, relaxing his throat as he swallowed. Jack was soon thrusting eagerly, crying out again and again.
"That's it, Daniel! Oh God, don't stop, don't stop...Fuck! Yes!"
Daniel sucked and swallowed as fast as he could, milking his lover's semen out of him as he listened to him voice his pleasure. Jack clutched at his shoulders, arching in one long enduring spasm while tiny little gasping sounds came from his throat.
Daniel slowly made his way up Jack's sweat-soaked body, lying over him, completely turned on that he could make Jack incoherent. Kissing his face, Daniel's own body begged for release and reminded him rather painfully. Looking down at Jack's post-coital expression, Daniel rubbed his hard cock against his partner's, causing Jack to jerk at having his sensitive cock rubbed. He still wasn't able to say anything coherent, but Jack's hands found their way up Daniel's back and pulled him down, using his upper body to urge Daniel on.
He was soon humping Jack's body with abandon, aching to feel one exquisite shudder after another. He wanted himself buried in Jack, fucking him, and the thought of it combined with Jack's half-lidded expression were all it took.
"Jack!" Daniel gasped. "Oh god!" His body trembled as his orgasm ripped through him with unexpected intensity. "Jack, Jack, Jack," he whispered against his neck while his semen poured out of him, coating his groin and that of his sated lover. His body flushed with the unbelievable pleasure that having sex with Jack brought him. Lowering himself completely, he pulled Jack with him as he rolled onto his side, kissing him gently, slowly, savoring his scent, his taste. For a little while, he lost himself in the caresses, enjoying the tremors still running throughout his body and feeling the thrumming of afterglow that was still going through Jack.
Jack finally opened his eyes, consciousness reasserting itself.
"Now that's a good morning," Jack said with groggy smugness, gazing at the most beautiful site in the world to him: Daniel's flushed and sated face.
Daniel smiled back, though he didn't feel much like it at the moment. He suddenly needed his coffee...badly. But that look on Jack's face could delay that for a while. It was well worth seeing the most amazing expression in those magnificent dark amber-brown eyes. Love.
"Backatcha," he whispered and returned Jack's kisses.
~
After he and Jack had cleaned up for the start of the day, Daniel sat down at the kitchen table and just smelled his second cup of coffee. Inhaling its fragrance, he finally sipped several times. Jack was actually cooking them breakfast, and Daniel wondered why he was surprised at that. Perhaps it was just that it felt so...normal, even if it was a simple one of eggs, sausage, and toast. He abruptly felt the need to reciprocate, and knew that he had to go shopping, especially if he planned to make Jack those homemade waffles he always talked about during breakfast at the mess hall during the week. "They're much better than this, that's for sure," he'd said.
Jack looked over and watched Daniel inhale his coffee and he started to laughter through his nose.
Daniel looked up. "What?" he asked, feeling both sleepy and strangely energized.
Jack just gazed back, loving the sleepy and well-fucked look. It was one he'd never seen before, and if he had anything to say about it, it would be one he'd see for the rest of his life. He'd woken up with him on missions, but those were filled with stress and moving around to get things done. Daniel was always cranky and Jack had loved goading him. But not now. He planned only to tease him a little, then make sure Daniel had his coffee without biting his head off. Nice Daniel, good Daniel, don't bite, Daniel...except where I want you to. Jack chuckled to himself, still watching.
"What?" Daniel repeated, becoming just a bit uncomfortable under the scrutiny.
"You gonna drink that or just snort it through your nose?"
Daniel actually cracked a sideways grin. "The nose has no taste buds to go with the scent glands, so, no, I'm not snorting it."
"Well, by the time you drink half of it down, it'll be cold."
The coffee was suddenly gone as Daniel quickly downed it and got up to get his third cup. Jack shook his head as he finished cooking. As Daniel buttered the toast and grabbed the syrup, Jack put the eggs and sausage on the table.
"Why did you want the syrup again?" Daniel asked.
"For the sausage. With or without pancakes or waffles, you gotta have a drizzle of syrup on the sausage." Jack grabbed his own coffee, sat down and served his plate. He picked up the syrup container and drizzled a little over his sausage links. Daniel stared with a perplexed frown as he sat down and helped himself to breakfast.
Both of them were very hungry so for a few minutes, neither said anything.
Daniel was thinking plenty, though. Getting his fourth cup of coffee, his libido was waking up again. As a result, he started thinking about continuing their fascinating conversation from the night before. Breakfast may or may not be the time to do that, but what the hell. If Jack wasn't game, he could always try again later. Besides, their earlier activity had him already in the mood for more. A lot more.
"So, Jack..."
"So, Daniel..."
"Have you ever used syrup on anything else?"
Jack paused with his fork in the air, a link skewered to it. He grinned and bit off a third.
"Oh yeah."
"Girlfriends? Boyfriends?"
Jack was wondering what Daniel was trying to get at, then considered that Daniel might just be trying to get to know more about him on an intimate level. After what they'd just done to each other, that sounded somehow strange. Perhaps, instead, Daniel was just continuing the questioning from the night before. That sounded a lot more plausible...and far more interesting.
"What to you want to know, Daniel?"
"Girlfriends. Boyfriends. For instance, who was your first?"
Eyeing Daniel somewhat calmly, he washed down the meat with coffee. "First time I had sex or first time with either a woman or a man?"
"Start with the very first time."
"Okay, but you have to follow with your own answer, Daniel, or I'm not telling."
Daniel eventually nodded. "Done."
Jack cleared his throat. This should be easy, he thought. Just talk and don't sweat the embarrassing stuff.
"My first time - ever - was with a guy," he started and Daniel's eyebrows raised, but only slightly. Not too much surprise. Just enough. "Up in Minnesota on the ranch we had till I was 16. The next door neighbors, who lived about a block-sized distance away, had only moved in three weeks earlier. It was summer, I was fifteen, and I'd gone fishing up at this creek my granddad used to take me to. This new kid, Aaron, found me there. We got on okay and over a month's time we got to be pretty good friends. Then...one day at the spot by the creek, we got to be close friends."
Daniel sat there listening, transfixed, periodically forgetting about his breakfast, which had become cold by now. It was sensual, listening to Jack talk, especially about his sexual experience. Jack hardly ever told stories, and Daniel found he could listen to the sound of his voice for hours.
"Aaron came by and we got to talking about girls and sex. He asked me if I'd ever done it yet. I told him the truth, that I hadn't. He admitted he hadn't either. Then we wondered what it would feel like, what it would be like. Then he asked me if I'd ever thought about guys that way. I blushed beet red and he just came out and said that he had. He had this scared look on his face, like I would hit him or something. But I didn't. I told him it was okay. He asked me again if I'd ever thought about guys, and I said that I had...feelings...for both guys and gals. Then he took my hand and placed it on his crotch."
"What were you wearing?" Daniel asked, needing to visual it.
Jack gave him an almost predatory grin that sent chills down Daniel's spine. "We were both wearing cutoffs and nothing else, with dark, dark tans. My hair wasn't very long, but he had this shoulder-length blond hair. I don't remember his last name, even to this day, but I think he had a Norwegian background. Built like one." Jack went quite for a moment, remembering the guy fondly. "Anyway, he reached out and placed his hand over my crotch, and found me hard as hell. We were virgins, completely dumb when it came to anything, so we kissed."
"Was that your first kiss?"
"No, but it was my first kiss with a guy. My first kiss was with a girl named Emily. We were 10 years old. She had lived in the house that Aaron had moved into."
"Did you like the kiss?"
"From Emily or Aaron?"
"No kid likes anything for long at ten. From Aaron."
"We were both inexperienced so it was okay. It wasn't all that different from kissing girls. His tongue was nice."
Daniel gave him a tiny smile of understanding. "Did anything else happen?"
Jack nodded. "We were both hard as hell and rubbing each others' dicks through our shorts, so we decided to feel them for real. I didn't say anything and neither did he. We just kicked off our shorts and started kissing and jerking each other off. It didn't take long, I can tell you that."
"And afterwards?"
"We got better at it. During the rest of the summer and into the fall, we'd meet there after school or at this really cool treehouse my dad had helped me build."
"Did you ever fuck?"
Jack shook his head. "No. We were actually too scared to. But we did learn how to blow each other, how to give each other a hand job. I did learn how to stimulate the ass while sucking him off. I'd found this magazine. I was reading this story about anal stimulation, using fingers and such. If it had talked about fucking, I probably would have taken it upon myself to fuck him, but..."
"Did you ever, you know, finger him?"
"Yeah, and I was a bit reluctant at first because I had no goddamn idea how tight the muscles were." Daniel grinned with further understanding, nodding. "But when I did, man, oh man, did he go off like a rocket. When he returned the favor, I swear I had a spiritual experience for about 20 seconds." Daniel laughed, again nodding. "But, all good things...before we got to explore each other any further, his family moved, then so did ours. I never saw him again and I was really upset at the time. He was a great friend, and not just for the obvious."
"I can imagine." Daniel was silent for a while, letting Jack reminisce quietly for a time.
"So," Jack finally said. "What about you, Daniel?"
"My first time with anything or just intercourse?"
"Intercourse," Jack repeated, laughing, and desisted when Daniel frowned at him. "First times for all of it." He got up then, having finished his breakfast, and took his plate to the sink. Daniel followed and took it upon himself to wash the dishes while Jack stood next to him and dried. Daniel didn't answer him while he washed, preferring to wait. Once the dishes were quickly done and the table cleared off, they sat back down with fresh cups of coffee.
"Well?" Jack reminded him.
"You haven't told me of your first...fuck...yet," and absurdly, he blushed.
"When you tell me the other stuff. Come on, Daniel, no backing out."
"I'm not," Daniel protested softly. "I'm just..."
"You're just...what?" Jack asked carefully.
"Getting off on this..." he admitted, rubbing his cock through his jeans.
"Isn't that the point? I am, too, if you want to know. I don't need to know the answers, Daniel. But I want to hear about them."
"Yeah...me, too."
"So...?"
"Well, you already know about some of it...but my very first kiss was Fatima. We were 8, in Egypt. When we came back to the states, in New York, after my parent's died, I was a loner and alienated from a lot of people until I was 15. I had a chance to go back to Egypt during my first doctorate. My first kiss with a guy was there; he was my first ever sexual experience and he taught me...everything."
"You were 15, but how old was he?"
"19."
"19, Daniel?" Jack asked, startled.
"Yeah, but remember, I was old for my age."
"But..." At Daniel's warning glance, he backed off. "Go on. What was his name?"
"Faisal."
"Egyptian, I take it?"
"Yeah. He was my...guide, I guess is the best word to use for an Egyptian instructor to a non-Egyptian student. We were sharing a tent for a while and one night, the desert air was especially cold. I was shivering like crazy so he opened my sleeping bag and connected it with his. For two nights he did that, with nothing happening whatsoever. But since the both of us slept in the nude, it wasn't difficult for me to get hard lying next to him. It was the first time I'd ever been knowingly attracted to a guy. I slept facing away from him, but one night I'd been having one of my nightmares about my parents and he woke me up. He comforted me and in response, I kissed him. Then he kissed me back. Really kissed me. I thought I knew about kissing but jeez. I got hard as hell.
"My first real kiss, and he kept kissing me while his hand found my dick and started stroking. Having a guy's hand on my dick was such a turn on that I came almost immediately. He wouldn't fuck me for several months, though. He waited to see if I was mature enough. Age didn't matter. Maturity did. Gave me plenty of blow jobs, and...other things. Taught me many good things before he finally introduced me to anal sex. It was...intense. He'd spent this whole hour just seducing me, preparing me...so when he finally penetrated..." Daniel paused, wishing he weren't blushing about it, but he was equally turned on, telling Jack about the Egyptian man. "I had never felt anything so erotic in my whole life. The same thing happened when I fucked him a few weeks later." Daniel was breathing more shallow, getting very aroused just talking about sex. "Okay, your turn."
Jack was somehow harder than he'd been the night before and was taken by surprise at being asked a question. He blinked, clearing his throat as he realized he'd also been stroking himself through his jeans. He remembered to breathe again, then drank some coffee.
"Yeah. It was like that word: erotic. I was 18 and I'd just finished my college exams, getting ready to go into the Air Force Academy. At the dorm, I met my roommate, this guy named Christopher. We knew instantly about each other just from one look, and I still don't know how. Our whole relationship was based on sex and he taught me everything he'd already learned. He didn't wait long for the sex though, seducing me almost all weekend," and Jack smiled widely. "What was different was that he had me fuck him first. He didn't come, but I sure as hell did. I was so relaxed afterward, in that post-orgasmic high, that when he entered me, it was like what you said...erotic has hell. All those sensations were increased tenfold."
The two of them were silent for long minutes, realizing that the other was hard and wanting. Daniel wanted to reach across the table to touch Jack's hand, but kept his hand in his lap, slowly rubbing himself.
"Are you enjoying this?" Jack suddenly asked him, and Daniel looked down, watching Jack caress himself.
"Yeah. I love the erotic tension. I'd love to touch you but..."
Jack shook his head. "No, touching now would break the...moment. You want to draw it out, same as me, right?"
Daniel smiled and nodded. "Yeah." He was quiet for a few minutes, then, "Where was the most unusual place you've ever...fucked?"
Jack thought about it, then said, "I don't know about any place that would be considered unusual. I've known lots of guys who've done it in similar places."
"Well, Faisal made love to me inside the entrance to a tomb once. Does that help?"
Jack started to quietly laugh and made Daniel smile in return. "We have that in common. I got off in a cemetary once." Daniel quickly joined him in the quiet laughter, only their desire for each other kept the laughter down.
The stared at each others hands on the table. So close, but so far away. Their knees weren't close enough to touch, either. Daniel felt his arousal getting a little painful. He'd have to do something about it soon.
Jack was feeling the same way, periodically shifting in his chair. Instead of waiting for him, Daniel started off the questions again.
"Was Sarah the only woman in your life?"
"Yeah. We just...clicked, and I don't know why exactly. I figured that because of her, I was bisexual. But around the time we'd met, I was just going into Black Ops. We weren't going to get married or anything until one day I came home, to here in Colorado, actually, and she told me she was pregnant. We got married. For almost ten years, I was happy when I returned from missions. Charlie made all the bad memories go away."
They were silent again and Daniel didn't dare start talking until Jack did. When Jack spoke again, his voice was low, soft. His dark, intense eyes focused on Daniel's emotional blue ones.
"I miss Charlie. I always will. And like Charlie, you took my pain away. There's not a day that goes by where I don't regret meeting you." He cleared his throat as he blushed this time. "Now, there's new things to discover about you and I want to hear all about them. And I'll tell you...what I can. But I haven't had too many unusual experiences, exactly. Just ones I can't tell you about."
Daniel snorted. He was amazed once more by the strength of this man, and how he could take the pain and channel it elsewhere. And now, he's doing it with him. He looked hard into Jack's eyes, seeing the expression he wanted focused on him as they fucked, and the lips he wanted on his mouth, on his skin.
"Wanna talk some more?" Daniel asked breathlessly.
"No, I want you to fuck me."
Daniel colored in anticipation. "Now?" he asked, rising slowly from the table.
"Now," Jack said, standing and unbuttoning and removing his jeans.
Daniel gave him a filthy smile while he removed his own jeans, his eyes raking over Jack's delicious skin. "And where would you like to...?"
"Here is just fine, Daniel," and he wrapped his fingers around his cock and stroked it while he reached over to the counter and picked up the bottle of olive oil. Pouring a little into his hand, he stroked it over his flesh. Daniel groaned in lustful delight as Jack's fingers moved from his cock to his balls, slowly caressing himself, knowing damn well that Daniel loved watching him.
"Daniel," Jack said, his tone soft but dangerous. He took his attention away from his dick and recoated his hands. Placing the bottle on the counter in front of him, he pulled Daniel's naked body in his arms. He captured his mouth, diving his tongue deep, running his hands everywhere he could find skin while rubbing his slickened cock over his lover's groin. The scent of the oil was intoxicating as it quickly covered the front of their bodies with a fragrant sheen.
Daniel coated his own hands in oil and rubbed Jack's chest with it, then ran them down his abdomen, and around to his ass, massaging, caressing. Strong fingers molded Jack's buttocks and then began to massage the cleft between his cheeks. Their kisses became more hungry, needy, wanton.
Daniel suddenly broke away and turned Jack to face the counter, nudging his feet apart with his foot. Massaging the muscles of Jack's ass, Daniel slipped a finger inside him, probing deeply. Jack took his cock in hand, stroking himself, groaning loudly, as he Daniel slipped another oily finger inside. Daniel leaned against his back, working his fingers slowly, biting the back of his neck, and Jack shivered violently.
"God, Jack, you're so hot, so tight." His nipped the back of his shoulders, reaching over to pull an earlobe between his teeth. "I can't wait," he breathed and after pulling his fingers free, he placed the tapered head of his cock at Jack's entrance. Teasing himself, he rubbed the sensitive opening with the head of his cock, pushing a little harder and a little harder.
"Dammit, Daniel...come on and fuck me."
"Oh, I will, Jack. Don't worry. I will," Daniel panted, his tone sending sudden chills down Jack's spine. His cock throbbed for release. "I wish you'd been there with me on Abydos. I would have loved to have fucked you in that Cartouche room."
"God," Jack groaned.
"Hold onto the counter, Jack," Daniel whispered.
Jack did as well as he could and ended up with oiled palms flat on the surface. He felt Daniel's warm hands grab his hips as the head of his dick was pressed into him. It was magnificent, that first breach. Hot, burning, alive.
"Daniel, yessss..." he whispered.
Daniel began to push his cock inside, undulating his hips in a tiny rocking motion, in and out, forward and back, up and down. Jack was very, very tight. It was obvious he hadn't gotten any in a very long time, so Daniel moved slowly at first, preparing him, easing his cock deep. Jack's breathing became heavier and more rapid and Daniel loved to hear it. It gave him incentive to fuck Jack until they dropped from exhaustion. He tipped his head back, concentrating, loving the feel of Jack's heat and tightness as it slid over his length. Finally, he was buried completely. He didn't need to wait for Jack to adjust to him, so he pulled out a little, then pushed in, moving gently.
"Daniel...you feel so good," Jack gasped as he tried rocking his hips back into Daniel's.
"You, too, Colonel O'Neill," and he leaned forward to nip along Jack's spine while he forced himself to go slow.
"Fuck me, Daniel Jackson," Jack hissed, arching his back and in so doing, tightening his anal muscles and making Daniel hiss in return.
Daniel picked up the pace, pulling out, thrusting in more deeply than before. He rotated his hips, just as Faisal had taught him so long ago, using his body to rend the most pleasure out of the one on the receiving end. Moving with uncanny accuracy, he hit Jack's sweet spot head on as he drove himself deep inside, making Jack cry out again and again as the shuddering passed through him, over him.
"Jesus," he gasped when he could finally talk. "It's time, Daniel, please...do it hard, now!" He encouraged him by raising his ass as much as he could and lowering his head. The muscles rippled throughout his neck and back and spurred Daniel to do as he demanded.
"Yes, yes," and Daniel began pumping, thrusting, hard and fast, fucking him well. He rocked his hips for a while, then would piston into him for several strokes, then repeat the rocking motion.
Jack was under constant tingling sensations as waves of pleasure jolted through his hypersensitive skin. Daniel was hitting his sweet spot on every thrust and it was getting harder and harder to talk. He tried to call out, to order Daniel to fuck him harder and make him come but he had no voice. There was only feeling.
Jack heard Daniel gasping out little sounds, and remembering what he'd heard the night before, he guessed he was nearing climax. Jack finally found his voice. "Now, Daniel! Now!" then reached down to stroke his cock with a purpose.
Panting breathlessly, Daniel grabbed Jack's shoulders, thrusting rapidly, unable to stop. "Yes, yes, come for me...Oh God, Yes!" and he slammed hard into his lover. Jack called out, feeling his body tense as Daniel was fast losing control, slamming wildly into his very hot and willing body.
"Jack! Yes!" Daniel literally screamed out his orgasm and felt Jack's legs trembling as his semen hit his gland.
"Danny!" he cried, using Daniel's nickname, losing his voice soon after as his orgasm charged throughout his body. He shook uncontrollably as his anal muscles tightened convulsively, making Daniel cry out again. Their legs couldn't hold up under the tremors and they slipped down to their knees. Daniel's body continued to jerk in tiny thrusts as Jack's orgasm milked the life out of him.
Daniel pulled Jack onto his lap as he sat back on his calves and wrapped his arms tightly around him while they rode through the end of their pleasure. He stayed inside Jack and neither man wanted to move away. No speech was possible yet, so Daniel simply kissed and sucked against the back of his neck and ear, loving the now-familiar taste of Jack after sex. He shift as Jack's knees needed to straighten so that they were both sitting on the floor, Jack between his legs.
Daniel found his voice first. "I need to get up and get some ice water but I can't move."
"I know what you mean," Jack groaned, leaning into him.
"We also need another shower," Daniel noted as they felt their bodies sliding on the kitchen tile.
"Huh uh. Let's stay like this for a little while."
"Okay," Daniel said dubiously as they both slid onto their sides, proving his point. He started to laugh weakly, his energy no where near returning just yet.
"Think we can get up?"
"We did that," Jack groaned, finding Daniel's mouth for a long kiss, rolling himself on top of him.
"You know what I mean," Daniel said through the kiss, sliding his groin against Jack and causing them both to gasp in exquisite sensitivity.
"Oh yeah, I know," and Jack kissed him again, sliding his body over Daniel's until they were both laughing at the uncontrollable silliness of it. Amazingly, they felt their cocks swelling again, but not with any real purpose.
"How the hell can I get like this with you?" Jack asked, rubbing suggestively.
"How can I? Age or no, Jack, we should at least have sixty minutes."
"Then let's go spend them in the shower."
Laughing as one, the lovers made their way to the shower.