Five Ways Jack/Daniel/John Ended Up in a Threesome

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=120 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="01078642egerdp.jpg"> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" height=428 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="00f64643.jpg"> <div> <B>Five Ways Jack/Daniel/John Ended Up in a Threesome</B></div> <div>  <A NAME="five_ways"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> 1.</div> <bR> <div> Jack pushed Daniel against the wall of the shower.  The lights were off and the water was hot, steaming the air around them.  "God bless naquadah generators and large capacity hot water tanks," Jack growled into the nape of Daniel's neck.</div> <bR> <div> "And the makers of Astroglide," Daniel panted as he pushed his ass back into Jack's steady thrusts.</div> <bR> <div> Moonlight streamed in through the windows high above them, turning everything a silver-blue.  "You look so damned good like this," Jack whispered.</div> <bR> <div> "I'm gonna come without even having to touch my dick, Jack.  Jesus <I>Christ</I>."  Daniel's hissed voice merely blended into the spray of the water.</div> <bR> <div> "Do it," Jack said, his hips speeding up, quickening the strokes.  Arms wrapped tightly around Daniel's mid section and held on.   "Come while my cock's in you, Daniel.  God, I wanna feel that."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel turned his head to the side to breathe in a few gulps of clearer air than was available against his soaking wet arms.  When he opened his eyes, he went completely still.  "Jack," he said emotionlessly.</div> <bR> <div> "What?  What's wrong?" Jack asked, prying his mouth away from the curve of Daniel's neck.  He rolled his head to look in the same direction as the other man and stopped all movement instantly.</div> <bR> <div> Major John Sheppard stood, eyes wide, towel clutched tightly in front of him.  "I thought there'd be less people in here at this hour," came the weak comment.</div> <bR> <div> "Isn't that your helicopter pilot?" Daniel asked.</div> <bR> <div> "Look, I'm not going to say a word," John said, holding up a placating hand.  "I just wanted a shower.  Seriously.  Don't stop on my account."  He turned to leave.</div> <bR> <div> "Wait," Daniel commanded.</div> <bR> <div> Jack raised his head away from his lover and looked down at him.  "Daniel?"</div> <bR> <div> Sheppard turned back to the two.  "Is now really the time for a conversation?"</div> <bR> <div> "Drop the towel," Daniel said in the voice that made seasoned Marines take a step back.</div> <bR> <div> "Daniel?" Jack asked a little more forcefully.</div> <bR> <div> Sheppard lowered the towel and tried to look anywhere else but at the two men.</div> <bR> <div> "Huh."  Jack looked at the rather impressive erection the Major was sporting.</div> <bR> <div> "Thought so," Daniel grinned.  He turned his head back slightly.  "You game?"</div> <bR> <div> "It's your lucky day, Major," Jack said with a smirk.  "Daniel feels like playing.  Stow your things and haul that lily white ass of yours on in here."</div> <bR> <div> Sheppard threw his things in the general direction of a locker and trotted into the shower.  Daniel moved to make room in front of him.  With a carefree smile, Sheppard slid easily to his knees ... after pulling the shower curtain closed behind him.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> 2.</div> <bR> <div> "Daniel, this is a bad idea," Jack whispered.  Daniel merely tugged him into the far corner of the armory and pulled him into a kiss.  Jack resisted at first but finally gave in, wrapping Daniel up in his arms, pulling him close and kissing him thoroughly.</div> <bR> <div> "I want you to fuck me," Daniel mumbled against Jack's lips.</div> <bR> <div> "Daniel..."</div> <bR> <div> "I may never get this chance again," Daniel breathed into the warm lips.  "Just once while we're in Atlantis.  Please."</div> <bR> <div> "I don't have anything..."</div> <bR> <div> "I do," Daniel said.  "I'm prepped.  Just slick up and go."  Daniel dropped his pants after handing Jack a small tube of lube, bent over a row of P-90s and pulled his ass cheeks apart.  "Come on, Jack.  Get inside me."</div> <bR> <div> "Wait a second, wait a second...<I>fuck</I>."  Jack coated his cock quickly, hands shaking the entire time.  "Look at you ... fuckin' look at you wanting it like this."  Jack pressed forward, his cock popping through the first ring easily as his shaft pushed into the welcoming body.  "God almighty, Daniel..."</div> <bR> <div> "Yes, yes, just like that," Daniel purred.  He braced his arms and shoved back against Jack.  "Do it hard.  I want it really, really hard."</div> <bR> <div> "Yeah," Jack said, his breath stuttering.  "Okay.  Okay."  And then he began to move and Daniel's eyes fell closed.  "God so tight....so <I>fucking</I> tight."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel bit his bottom lip, opened his eyes...and saw green ones gazing back at him in shock.  "Come on, Jack, harder, please."</div> <bR> <div> John Sheppard willed his body to stay completely still.  He was seated on the floor, the pieces of a broken gun spread out before him, hidden away behind the last row of automatic weapons.  He'd heard the two men walk in, but he didn't expect this - a front row seat to a personal porn show.</div> <bR> <div> Jack clamped his hands over Daniel's shoulders and pounding into him enough to rock the rack of guns they were using for support.  "Holy fuck, Daniel, I'm gonna come so deep in your ass you're gonna be able to taste it."</div> <bR> <div> "Fuck me," Daniel growled, his eyes locked on John's.  "Just a little more and I'm gonna shoot."</div> <bR> <div> "Without touching your cock?" Jack said, pleasure thick and heavy in his voice.</div> <bR> <div> "I don't need to," Daniel groaned as Jack found just the right angle and sent sparks flying up and down his spine.  He watched as John's eyes grew wider, flicking between his cock and his face.  "Oh <I>shit</I>," Daniel gasped as long, thick ropes of come spurted from his dick onto the floor.</div> <bR> <div> Jack gave brief cry, then shuddered his way through an intense orgasm, not pulling out until he was finished.  "Stay there," he panted, rubbing Daniel's back gently.  From his rumpled pants, he pulled a small butt plug and slid it carefully inside the other man.  Daniel sighed contentedly.  "That should keep it up there for a while."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel got dressed, helped Jack clean up with a spare bandana from his vest and held his arms out for inspection.  "Well?"</div> <bR> <div> "You look like you've just had sex in a supply closet," Jack joked.  He looked down to adjust his own BDUs and tuck in his shirt.  When he did Daniel looked into the darkened corner and gave a knowing but small smile.  Jack swiped his hand over the door control and watched Daniel walk out.</div> <bR> <div> Jack paused, looked over his shoulder and winked at Sheppard who fought the urge to come in his pants.  "Next time join in, Colonel," he said.  The door swished closed behind him.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> 3.</div> <bR> <div> It was a game they played on Atlantis, although no one ever talked about it.  Dating privately among members of the expedition was pointless, the close quarters making it impossible to keep anything a secret from any one for any amount of time.  A few of the women began to 'draw lots' and would engage in one night stands with the men whose name they'd drawn.  No one got jealous, no one expected more than what it was - just a way to share some simple companionship and comfort without the ugly strings of anything more complicated in a very closed, and very close, community.</div> <bR> <div> As time went on, more and more people began to participate, some gay, some lesbians, some bi-sexual.  Everyone had an equal opportunity to be with the gender of their choosing.  Rank and position in the expedition didn't matter, nor did being a member of the military.  The only thing that mattered was one's ability to enjoy their sexuality and to keep their mouth shut outside the encounters.</div> <bR> <div> So when a gay pair requested a third to join them during their brief time on Atlantis, it was John Sheppard who walked into the guest quarters with a surprised look on his face.  "I guess some of those rumors were true," he grinned as Jack began the task of removing his clothes and Daniel the task of kissing the freshly revealed skin.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> 4.</div> <bR> <div> Jack woke slowly, the alien sun cutting swaths through the curtains that lined the ramshackle hut they'd been allowed to sleep in the night before.  Trying to sit up wasn't working.  Carefully, with deliberate movements, he finally managed to raise his head and shoulders off the sleeping mat.  His eyes widened when he saw the mass of dark hair covering a head that was pillowed on his chest.  The head jerked up, looked around, and two green eyes looked at him with something akin to horror.</div> <bR> <div> "Sir?" came the croaked greeting.</div> <bR> <div> "J'ck?"</div> <bR> <div> Jack looked down farther and saw a tawny head on his abdomen and when that head turned to look up, blood-shot blue eyes squinted in the light and then they, too, went wide.</div> <bR> <div> "Daniel," Jack grit out.</div> <bR> <div> "I guess that roos wine had way more of a kick to it than I remember," Sheppard said before passing back out.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> 5.</div> <bR> <div> "And now, the leaders of your great peoples will drink of the cup of joining and spend the night among us, your allies, as we share our essence."</div> <bR> <div> The rotund leader of the Amari looked quite pleased with himself as he motioned for the visiting dignitaries of Daniel Jackson, General Jack O'Neill, and Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard to stand with him on the podium.</div> <bR> <div> "What's he talking about?" Sheppard hissed in Daniel's direction.</div> <bR> <div> "Sounds like another wacky alien sexual joining ritual to me," O'Neill said.  He pulled a coin from his pocket.  "Call it," he said and flipped the coin in the air.</div> <bR> <div> "Heads," Daniel said blandly.</div> <bR> <div> "Hmm," Jack said as he slapped the coin down onto the back of his hand.  He lifted away the palm of his other hand and shrugged.  "Heads.  And you want...?"</div> <bR> <div> "I'll bottom this time, I think," Daniel grunted as he pushed his way to his feet.</div> <bR> <div> Sheppard looked between them in horror.  "You can't mean...?"</div> <bR> <div> "Oh come on, Colonel," Jack said, accepting Daniel's hand up, "you can't tell me you've spent three years in the Pegasus galaxy and you have yet to go through one of these things?"</div> <bR> <div> "No, we haven't," Sheppard said, swatting away Jack's hand which was clenched in his tac vest as he pulled him toward the podium.</div> <bR> <div> "One of the joys of space travel," Daniel muttered boredly.  "After you fifth or sixth alien sex ritual, it's just not a big deal anymore.  Doesn't even make it into the mission reports."</div> <bR> <div> "It doesn't?" John asked suspiciously.</div> <bR> <div> "Nope.  Why bother with a few pleasant details that won't change the outcome of the treaty anyway?" Jack said.  "Besides, a little physical bonding never hurt team dynamics."</div> <bR> <div> The Amari delegation smiled warmly as they escorted their guests to the 'joining hut'.</div> <bR> <div> John Sheppard was beginning to understand why General Jack O'Neill was such a legendary commanding officer...especially when he could fix a coin toss that way.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> ~finis~</div> <bR> <div> <A HREF="mailto:claforce@plotexpo.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:claforce@plotexpo.com"><U>Give the author's ego a marshmallow . . . please feed the bear.</U></A></div> <bR> <div> <A HREF="id3_sg1_slash.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Stargate SG1 Slash Fiction"><U>Back to Fic List</U></A>     <A HREF="id2_directory.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Directory Listing"><U>Back to Directory</U></A></div> </td> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=120 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="01178643.jpg"> <bR> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" height=52 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="00f64643.jpg"> <div> <TABLE BORDER="0" CELLPADDING="0" CELLSPACING="0" WIDTH="161" BORDERCOLORLIGHT="#C0C0C0" BORDERCOLORDARK="#808080" FRAME="BOX" RULES="ALL" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" > <tR> <tD VALIGN=CENTER HEIGHT= 45 ><NOBR><div> <IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="39" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" WIDTH="29"></div> </NOBR></tD> <tD VALIGN=TOP><NOBR><div> <A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Plotexpo.com"><U><IMG SRC="0181d270.jpg" border=0 width="29" height="39" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></U></A></div> </NOBR></tD> <tD VALIGN=CENTER WIDTH="15"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="45" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="15" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></tD> <tD VALIGN=CENTER><NOBR><div> <A HREF="id212.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Say Goodbye to McMurdo"><U><IMG SRC="017271d0.jpg" border=0 width="39" height="29" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></U></A></div> </NOBR></tD> <tD VALIGN=CENTER><NOBR><div> <A HREF="id52.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Why Slash?"><U><IMG SRC="016271d0.jpg" border=0 width="39" height="29" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></U></A></div> </NOBR></tD> </tR> </TABLE></div> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>