By Dawn's Early Light
"It's a what?" Jack asked, turning the object over in his hands.
"Aneros. It's an Aneros. A prostate massager."
"Really," Jack said flatly, scowling at the white, swirly shaped thing in his hand. "What the hell's it do?"
"I would think that's self explanatory," Daniel answered.
"It looks like a corkscrew having a bad hair day, Daniel. You want me to stick this thing up my ass?"
Daniel couldn't help it and he snorted a laugh. With one hand he took the object from Jack's loose grip while the other steadied him on the bed as he scooted closer to the naked man sitting in front of him. He sat back on his heels between Jack's legs. Jack inched forward so Daniel's knees were tucked up close to his groin. "This part," Daniel said, slipping his finger through the curly-q loop, "is the handle." The toy dangled down and swung freely. He made a loop with his thumb and forefinger. "This bigger part fits inside you." He slipped the larger, roughly conical portion through the circle of his fingers. "And that part on the outside rubs against your perineum." He looked at Jack and cocked his head slightly. "See?"
Jack's smile was slow and . . . dirty. "Yeah, I get it now. So, uh . . . where's the 'on' button?"
Daniel laughed again. "No 'on' button. It works by gravity and friction - takes awhile."
"Uh huh. And what exactly will you be doing while this thing . . . works?"
"Watching," Daniel said, easing forward to place a licking kiss across Jack's lips.
Jack scratched his nails gently up and down the tops of Daniel's thighs, feeling the baby fine hairs under his fingertips. "Not gonna participate at all?" Jack nudged Daniel's chin and began nibbling down the warm, inviting throat and neck.
"I want to . . . um . . . I want . . . I . . ." Daniel moved away and gave a self-conscious little cough. "I want to watch your reaction, see you respond to it."
"I'm more of an interactive sort of guy, you know that," Jack whispered, his hands slipping up to tease Daniel's balls.
Both men looked down to watch as Daniel grew to full hardness. "Pitiful," Daniel sighed.
"What?" Jack asked with a smile. "That is certainly not a pitiful sight, Doctor Jackson. Damned impressive, actually."
"No, not that," Daniel said, allowing Jack to nuzzle along the side of his neck. "Just that it seems to have a mind of its own regardless of how hard I try and control myself around you."
Jack chuckled, low and deep and continued his gentle assault on Daniel's ear. "If you want to watch me stick this thing in my ass, then that's exactly what I'll do," he whispered.
"It has to be slow," Daniel breathed in reply. "Your body has to take it at its own speed. This might take a while."
"We've got two weeks downtime," Jack said. "Plenty of time, don'tcha think?" Jack pulled back and looked into Daniel's eyes. They were black, surrounded by the thinnest border of ice blue. The look went straight to his groin as his dick jerked in response.
"What is it you were wanting me to do for you while I'm . . . watching?" Daniel asked.
"Just . . . some stuff," Jack said, his grin turning playful.
"I know you, Jack. You've got an even bigger oral fixation than me."
Both men grinned hugely. "Just be in reach. I might need a pacifier."
"I'll be more than glad to provide you with a binkie," Daniel said as he rubbed the tip of his cock along the underside of Jack's. "Stack up some pillows," he instructed softly, "then lay on your stomach with your hips over them."
Jack gave Daniel one more slow kiss before moving to comply. Daniel rolled off the bed, lit a candle on the bedside table and then switched off the room lights. He grabbed a small bottle of Astroglide and eased back onto the bed behind Jack.
Jack lay down, his ass in the air from the elevation of the pillows. Daniel gently reached beneath him and pulled his cock backwards so it was hanging down, against the edge of the ledge Jack had built. He stroked the back of his forefinger gently up and down the thick vein on the underside of the organ, smiling as it jerked slightly beneath his touch. He leaned forward and placed a kiss against Jack's balls then reached for the bottle.
"I'm gonna prep you," he said as he squirted a good amount of the slick liquid onto his fingers. He heard Jack sigh and saw him relax fully, his eyes closed and a small smile on his face.
"Take your time," Jack mumbled, "I'm enjoying the hell out of this."
Daniel's free hand tenderly parted the buttocks before him. He bestowed one kiss to the tight pucker, then pressed the lube against the opening and pushed it in slowly. Jack arched his back and shoved his hips against Daniel's hand. Smiling at the reaction, Daniel ran his hand in slow circles over Jack's lower back as he worked the fingers of his other hand slowly inside. It never ceased to amaze him just how quickly Jack could get his body to accommodate him - tongue, fingers or cock . . . Jack was always relaxed and ready for him. It was just one of the things that made sex with the man so damnably good.
Daniel worked the lube deep inside, rubbing and stroking the soft inner flesh but staying away from Jack's prostate. He checked his progress by looking at Jack's face, checking for any tension in the shoulders. "You still with me?" he asked quietly.
"I'm pretty well out of body right now," Jack answered back. "Have I told you lately just how good you are at that?"
"Ummmm . . . this morning, if I remember correctly."
Jack chuckled. "Just checking."
"I'm gonna get this started," Daniel said as he slowly withdrew his fingers. A huge grin spread over his face as he watched Jack's hole twitch and wink at him.
"Yeah, that'd be good," Jack said, his voice slow and thick.
Daniel made sure there was plenty of lube on the toy before gently touching it to Jack's ass. "Nice and slow," he said, letting his lips nibble gently at the soft, white flesh of Jack's butt cheek. "I'll just get it in enough so it stays, then let your body do the rest."
"'K," Jack replied. He felt a little pressure at his ass, and concentrating like he'd learned during his time with Daniel, he relaxed his sphincter muscle which allowed it to open around the toy.
"That's it," Daniel said, his voice a soft moan. "Just take it in."
Jack felt the weight as the object eased its way in. He wiggled his hips slightly and felt it slide in deeper. He gave a surprised grunt and did it again.
"God," Daniel whispered against the warm flesh as he watched the toy slowly slip into Jack's body. "How's that feel?"
"Nice," Jack sighed. "Real nice."
"It needs to go a little further before it gets good," Daniel said, running one finger lovingly around the puckered entrance. "This is so hot, Jack."
"Mmmm . . . I'll say," Jack all but purred. He pulled up a little farther to his knees and the weighted portion of the toy slid fully into his ass. "Uhng . . . shit," he hissed.
"Okay?"
"Oh hell yeah," Jack snickered. "Bullseye."
"Move your hips some," Daniel encouraged.
Jack rolled his hips and let out a grunt of pleasure. "Holy fuck."
"You should see this, how it rubs against your skin," Daniel said, laying himself down, lips barely an inch away from Jack's balls.
"You should experience it from this end," Jack replied happily. He began moving his hips rhythmically against the pillows. "Oh, shit . . . this is gonna drive me nuts."
"That's the point," Daniel said. He put his fingers under Jack's cock and brought it toward him. Delicately, he licked at the sensitive underside of the head with the tip of his tongue. He was rewarded by a shudder that shook Jack from head to toe, and a low, guttural moan of pleasure. He answered with one of his own.
Minutes dragged by, slowly, each one building upon the one before until finally, after nearly an hour, Jack was covered with sweat and clutching at the blankets beneath him. His voice had gone from soft groans and whispers to half shouted cries of absolute delight. He pulled at Daniel's legs to get him to move up farther to the head of the bed.
Daniel complied and Jack pushed him into position - on his stomach with his ass slightly in the air. For a moment Daniel was ridiculously glad they'd gone shopping the week before and bought a new California king sized bed for Jack. They were currently laying diagonally on it and there was more than enough room. All coherent thought stopped the moment Jack's tongue plunged hungrily into his ass.
"OhgodJackohgod," Daniel hissed as he slid back a bit more toward the wonderfully erotic tongue currently flicking over the tight ring of muscle.
Jack mumbled and cooed, sucked and nearly sobbed against him as the toy worked its magic against his prostate. Daniel reached down and grabbed his dick, squeezing gently as Jack ate him alive. He was lost in the feelings washing through him, so it wasn't surprising that Jack had to physically shove him over onto his back when spoken words didn't work.
He lay on his side, raised one leg up and over Jack's shoulders and wriggled into position so he was directly under Jack's hungry, demanding mouth. Jack's shouts and cries were becoming louder, his movements more pronounced and frantic . . . and Daniel was carried away with all of it.
Jack took the leaking, satiny head into his mouth and suckled rapidly. The pleasure spiking through him was more intense than anything he'd ever felt in his life - even Daniel at his best hadn't provided the pinpoint stimulation as he was getting right now. Shocks traveled up and down his spine, making his shoulders tremble and his back to writhe in an attempt to increase the stimulation. "God! Daniel!" he yelled and buried his face in the crease between Daniel's groin and thigh.
"Let it go, Jack . . ." Daniel panted.
"I can't," Jack nearly cried. "I can't yet."
"It's okay," Daniel smiled, "you will when you're ready."
Jack humped the pillows frantically, his body nothing more than one giant nerve. Greedily he sucked down Daniel's cock, needing the feel of the other man, needing his scent and his presence.
"Lemme fuck you, Daniel," Jack begged. "God, please lemme fuck you."
Daniel managed to pull enough brain cells together to grab the Astroglide and slap some into his hole. "Lift up," he grunted and shoved his body under Jack's, kicking the pillows out of the way as he went. He rubbed the excess lube quickly over Jack's straining dick.
"I can't go slow," Jack said, his voiced choked with need. "I'm sorry, Danny, I can't go slow."
"Don't want you to, Jack. It's okay, just get on in there."
Jack grabbed Daniel's legs behind the knees and leaned forward. Trembling with the effort of holding back, he managed to control his entry into the warm body beneath him. "Oh, Jesus CHRIST!" he shouted as he slid in. Sweat dripped down his face and landed on Daniel's chest.
"Okay, okay . . . . okay. That's good. You're in. Go for it, Jack . . . take it." Daniel gave him a gentle slap on the thigh then threw back his head and groaned as Jack pounded into him.
Jack didn't last more than a minute before he slammed forward one last time, shaking and gasping through an orgasm that threatened to rend his soul from his body. The fact that Daniel was coming at the exact same instant was lost on him as wave after crashing wave tore through him. He didn't realize he'd let himself collapse onto Daniel's chest, screaming out his orgasm against the sweaty neck of his lover, begging for more and begging for it to stop at the same time. Time seemed to stand still and Jack was reduced to nothing more than sheer sensation - painful and wonderful at the same time. Too intense but not enough. Clawing and digging his hands along the bed, he tried to push himself ever deeper into his lover until finally his body shut down and he slipped into a hazy place where thought didn't exist. The only thing he could hear were the soft words of his lover as his mind slowly sank into an oblivion the likes of which he'd never known before.
When at last he opened his eyes again, the morning sun was easing across the floor. He sucked in a deep breath and his hand moved immediately to his ass. He was surprised to find the toy gone as he could still feel a tingling fullness left over from its presence. He reached beside him for Daniel, but his hand met with the cool sheets of an empty bed. For a moment he thought he'd been left alone . . . until he heard the toilet flush and the shuffling gait of a semi-conscious Daniel returning from an early morning trip to the bathroom.
Daniel saw that Jack was awake so instead of going around the bed and getting into his side so as not to disturb the man, he climbed over him, kissing and licking the lightly furred chest as he went. Jack chuckled as Daniel did his best impression of a wriggling puppy wanting to burrow close to his master's side. "Hey," Jack said, his voice sounding hoarse and raw.
"Hey," Daniel said, snuffling along Jack's shoulder and up to his ear. "How're you feeling this morning?"
"Morning? What the hell happened to last night?" Jack asked as he rolled over to gather Daniel into his arms. He was feeling disgustingly cuddly . . . and he couldn't be bothered to be concerned about it.
"I'm pretty sure we were both passed out during most of it," Daniel said as he made himself comfortable on Jack's shoulder, his arms going tightly around Jack's waist. Apparently Jack wasn't the only one suffering from a severe case of the snuggles.
"Thought I was gonna die of a heart attack. That thing needs to come with a health warning," Jack said, breathing in the warm scent from Daniel's hair.
"So do you," Daniel laughed. "I'm not gonna be able to sit down for a week."
"A little something to remember me by while I'm gone to the store . . . or something."
"I'm not letting you leave the house," Daniel said. "As soon as I can convince my dick that I'm not trying to kill it, I want some more of what I got last night."
"I don't think I can take that thing again so soon," Jack groaned.
"Not that," Daniel said, pushing his warm groin into Jack's hip. "I want another fucking like I got last night."
"Thought you said you couldn't sit down."
"Who the hell cares?" Daniel said. "I haven't screamed like that since I rode my first roller coaster."
Jack tightened his grip around the man and held him close. "You gonna try that thing out?"
"In a couple days," Daniel said sleepily. "When I've exhausted you."
"I am such a dead man," Jack breathed. "By the way," he said, "I'm glad you're home."
Daniel smiled and kissed Jack's chest. "It's good to be back. All the way back."
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Neither man noticed the slight distortion in the corner of the room where Oma Desala hovered quietly. She rose slowly up through the roof of the house and into the stars, an air of puzzlement and wonder about her as she went. She'd slipped into the house that morning just before dawn and found the men wrapped tightly around each other, the bed sheets a scattered mess and pillows strewn across the floor. She tried to weigh the knowledge of the entire known universe against the embrace of a man, but her mind did not comprehend how a being as brilliant and bright as Daniel Jackson could give up all known eternity just for a chance to wake up in the arms of Jack O'Neill. It was a puzzle to which she would have to devote much thought and contemplation.
- finis -
