A Way to Heal

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=160 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="012a0643.jpg"> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" height=435 colspan=2 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="00f64643.jpg"> <div> <B>A Way to Heal</B></div> <div>  <A NAME="a_way_to_heal"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> Email: <A HREF="mailto:featherautant@hotmail.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:featherautant@hotmail.com"><U>featherautant@hotmail.com</U></A></div> <div> Rating: NC-17</div> <div> Pairings: Jack/Daniel </div> <div> Category: H/C, ER </div> <div> Spoilers: None</div> <div> Warnings: Bondage, talk of past torture</div> <div> Summary: Direct follow-up to A Way to Relax.  It's Jack's turn, but he has some issues to work through first.  </div> <div> Notes: Thanks to The Grrrl for helping this plot bunny develop.  A special thanks to my betas, Carron and Catspaw.  You ladies are the best!</div> <div> Disclaimer: No infringement intended.  I don't own them - I don't stand a chance in hell of ever owning them - and isn't that more the pity?  I only play with copies and leave the originals to the powers that be.  I am most certainly making no money from this.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel thought about heading into the shower, but really didn't feel like standing up yet.  Damn!  That vibrator was amazing!  He reached for some handiwipes, cleaned up a bit, and threw them on the night stand.  He crawled between the sheets and his eyes slid closed for a quick nap.</div> <bR> <div> Jack let himself into Daniel's apartment with his key, locked the door, and brought the Chinese take-out to the kitchen.  He saw the packaging and mail on the counter, and smiled.  Daniel was still in bed.  The new toy must have been something else.  He left the food on the counter, walked softly to the bedroom, and smiled at the sleeping form curled up under the covers.  Daniel never let the opportunity for a post-coital nap go unanswered.  Not that he could blame him, neither could he.  He took off his shoes and socks and padded over to the bed.  He crawled in behind Daniel, and spooned up, gathering him close.  Daniel stirred slightly, then relaxed back into sleep.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack let him snooze for another few minutes.  He pulled him closer and brushed his lips behind an ear.  "Daniel," he murmured. </div> <bR> <div> Daniel slowly came to awareness.  He smelled Jack.  He felt Jack.  He also smelled take-out.  He snuggled back, and his stomach growled.</div> <bR> <div> Jack chuckled.  "Rise and shine, sleepy head.  Dinner's waiting."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel turned in Jack's arms, reached to run his fingers through the silver hair, grabbed the nape of his neck, and pulled him into a hello kiss.  He pulled back.  "Something smells good."</div> <bR> <div> "Thanks!  I just got this new soap," Jack said with a smirk.</div> <bR> <div> "You found 'Szechwan beef' soap?"  Daniel bantered back.</div> <bR> <div> Jack laughed and slapped his hip through the sheet.  "C'mon, get up.  Let's eat."</div> <bR> <div> "Okay, I think my legs will hold me now," Daniel smirked.</div> <bR> <div> Jack looked at him with raised eyebrows.  "That good?"</div> <bR> <div> "Oh yeah, that good," came the smug reply.</div> <bR> <div> They ate in the living room in front of the TV.  Jack found a hockey game and started yelling at the players, complaining about the calls, and in general enjoying the game.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel watched for a few minutes and realized something.  Jack was avoiding the reason he'd come over.  Daniel was the more sexually adventurous of the two.  He'd exploded out of his celibate life, eager to experience everything he'd denied himself.  Jack usually indulged him, letting him do as he wished, but Daniel knew him well enough to not push too far too fast.  Maybe the toy was a bit much.</div> <bR> <div> They finished watching the game, and Daniel got off the couch, collected the empty containers, and went to the kitchen to clean up.  He put the chopsticks in the sink, threw the cartons away, sorted through his mail, and tossed the packaging he'd left earlier.  He went back to join Jack on the sofa, and took his hand.  "Jack, you don't have to use it if you don't want to," he said sincerely, looking into the soft brown eyes. </div> <bR> <div> Jack swallowed hard.  He'd been thinking about the toy, and felt a nervous tension in his gut.  Being naked and vulnerable with Daniel wasn't the same as being naked and vulnerable in that sweltering hell in Iraq.  The buzzing of the toy wasn't the same as the hum of electricity, but it was similar, and his brain could connect the two.  He might react badly, and he didn't want to hurt Daniel. </div> <bR> <div> "Danny," he started.  "I do want to try it.  I'm just a little concerned . . ."  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel's brow furrowed.  "About what?"</div> <bR> <div> "Well, how I might react," Jack stated.</div> <bR> <div> "React?" Daniel asked, eyebrows raised.</div> <bR> <div> "Well, yeah," Jack said, swallowing nervously.  "You know . . . Iraq."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel looked baffled.  "Iraq?  What does this have to do with Iraq?"</div> <bR> <div> "Well, it doesn't, really," Jack started.  "But there might be some parallels and I'm not sure I'll be able to keep them separate.  Those memories are pretty strong."  </div> <bR> <div> "What memories?  Can you tell me?" Daniel asked quietly.</div> <bR> <div> Jack told him, in clipped sentences and broad terms, about the torture.  How the hum of the generator still haunted his dreams.  How the electricity jolted through him.  How being naked had made it that much worse, and how his mind might connect the vibrator with the torture.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel squeezed his hand.  "I understand."  He chewed his lower lip thoughtfully for a moment.  "Why don't we forget about using toys?"</div> <bR> <div> "No!" Jack said quickly.  "I want to.  I think maybe it's time I came to grips with this.  I don't like being controlled by fear, and there's no one I trust more than you to help me."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel peered at him intently, and read his sincerity.  "Okay," he said softly, and nodded.  "We'll take it slow?" </div> <bR> <div> "Slow," Jack agreed, letting out the breath he'd been holding.</div> <bR> <div> "Stay here," Daniel said, getting off the couch and heading into the bedroom.  He quickly came back with the vibrator in his hand, handed it to Jack, and sat down.</div> <bR> <div> Jack looked at the little device curiously.  He found the switch and flicked it on.  The toy buzzed happily in his hand.  He smirked, and slipped it on his finger.  It vibrated merrily when he presses it against his wrist, testing the strength of the pulses.  Suddenly, he felt silly.  All this fuss over a little toy.  He grinned sheepishly at Daniel.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel had been watching him carefully, and grinned back.  "It'll be okay?" he asked.</div> <bR> <div> Jack rolled his eyes.  "Oh yeah," he said, feeling like an idiot.  "I can't believe I was freaked about this."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel's smile turned mischievous.  "Wanna try it out?" he asked, looking over the top of his glasses.</div> <bR> <div> Jack drew in a sharp breath, and his cock gave an interested twitch.  That look always got to him.</div> <bR> <div> "Oh yeah."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel straddled his legs, and grabbed his neck, pulling him into a deep, sensuous kiss.  "You're safe with me," he murmured.</div> <bR> <div> "I know," Jack said softly.  He grinned and playfully grabbed Daniel's ass, slipped the finger with the still buzzing vibrator between his cheeks, and pressed the cotton cloth of the sweats into his cleft.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel laughed and ground into him, rocking his hips, enjoying the sparks of pleasure emanating from the contact, both in front and behind.  He stood up, and reached out a hand to pull Jack to his feet.  He pulled the toy off, tossed it on the coffee table and started insistently pulling at Jack's shirt, tugging at the hem,  laughing when the man tried to help and their arms got tangled. </div> <bR> <div> "Jesus, Daniel," Jack snorted.  "Let me do it myself."</div> <bR> <div> "No," Daniel said with a smirk.  "I'm helping."</div> <bR> <div> They managed to get Jack's shirt up around his face, then got tangled again.</div> <bR> <div> "Oh yeah," Jack said, muffled by the shirt.  "Some help you are."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel snickered playfully and bent to bite an exposed nipple.</div> <bR> <div> Jack hissed at the sensation, and stopped struggling.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel laughed, a low husky sound, and dragged his tongue over the erect nub, soothing it before straightening up and helping Jack get rid of the shirt.  </div> <div> They flung it across the room and started undressing one another, getting out of their remaining clothes.  Their hands grappled,  fingers tangled, elbows and chins got in the way.  Laughter and snorted commands punctuated the frantic mutual strip tease. </div> <bR> <div> They were finally naked, and a little breathless from laughing and the struggle of 'helping' each other.  They grinned, and both stepped into the other at the same time, bringing their bodies into tight contact.  Their lips met in a crushingly passionate kiss, tongues clashing, teeth nibbling.  Their arms wrapped around each other, hands urgently seeking, palms kneading, fingers teasing.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel pushed Jack flat on the couch, grabbed one leg, and draped it over the back of the sofa.  He moved the other so that Jack's foot was on the floor.  He caught his breath.  Jack's legs were sprawled wide, open and vulnerable, his cock rock hard with anticipation.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel reached for the vibrator, pushed it on his finger, flipped it on, and knelt on the couch between his lover's legs.           </div> <bR> <div> Jack reached for Daniel's skull, running his fingers through the silky hair, and pulled him down for a hot, wet kiss.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel stretched out, laying over Jack, bringing their bodies into full contact, and kissed him back, teasingly stroking then retreating, using his tongue to keep the play going. </div> <bR> <div> Jack responded in kind, licking and nibbling, not letting the kiss deepen quite the way Daniel wanted it to.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel growled, grabbed Jack's head firmly in his hands, and held him still, taking control and intensifying the kiss.  He thrust his hips gently, rubbing their erections together, causing sparks of pleasure to course through them both.</div> <bR> <div> Jack moaned, and moved his hands down to Daniel's ass, pressing and urging him to pump harder, while thrusting up with his own hips.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel ground his pelvis, increasing the friction.  They rubbed for a few moments, then Daniel knelt back up and touched Jack's inner thigh with the toy.</div> <bR> <div> Adrenalin instantly skyrocketed through Jack's body.  He froze.  Icy tendrils of fear snaked down his spine.  His stomach clenched.  His breathing became harsh and rapid, and his heart hammered in his chest.  His erection deflated and he instinctively tried to bring his legs together.   </div> <bR> <div> "Jack?" Daniel asked with a frown.  He took one look at his lover's face and turned off the vibrator.  He shook it off the end of his finger and lay back over Jack,  ran his fingers up through his hair, and started massaging the scalp in small circles.  He whispered soothingly "Ssshhhhh, it's okay, you're safe.  It's me, Jack, and you're safe here." </div> <bR> <div> Jack's eyes focused on Daniel's face, and he groaned.  He slapped a hand over his eyes, and said in a weary voice, "I can't believe I just did that."</div> <bR> <div> "It's okay," Daniel said softly, then leaned down to kiss him gently.  He held his weight on his elbows, taking most of it off Jack, but still blanketing him, letting the man feel him, allowing his lover to take comfort from the slow beating of his heart and steady breathing.</div> <bR> <div> Jack was embarrassed, and angry.  Those bastards had taken something from him, and he wanted it back.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack turned his head to look at Daniel.  "I want to try again," he stated firmly.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel's eyes widened slightly.  "I don't know, maybe we should . . ."</div> <bR> <div> Jack cut him off.  "Daniel, I want to work through this.  I NEED to work through this."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel gazed at him intently, then nodded.  "Okay.  What do you want me to do?"</div> <bR> <div> "I'm not really sure . . . "</div> <bR> <div> "Tell you what, let's start with just a massage, let you get used to the sound and feel?"</div> <div>    </div> <div> Jack nodded in agreement and another thought occurred to him.  "Danny," he said slowly.  "I want you to tie me up."</div> <bR> <div>  "What?" Daniel blurted, astonished.  Jack had NEVER shown any interest in bondage.  He said it held too many bad memories.  "No, Jack.  It would be too much."</div> <bR> <div> The more Jack thought about it, the more it seemed like the perfect solution.  He truly wanted to put the past behind him, and being tied up was one of his fears as well.  The bonds would allow him to let go, work through two of his phobias and keep Daniel safe at the same time.</div> <bR> <div> "Please, Daniel," he asked quietly.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel looked into his eyes and read the hunger there, the desire and need to retake control, as well as love and complete trust.  He felt a rush of his own emotions, love, respect, admiration, and a little awe that this man trusted him enough to help.  He swallowed,  nodded slowly, and leaned into Jack, kissing him tenderly.  </div> <bR> <div> "Want to move to the bedroom?"</div> <bR> <div> "Yeah."</div> <bR> <div> He helped Jack up, led him into the bedroom, walked over to the closet, and pulled out some neckties.  He ran them through his hands, and looked at his lover again.</div> <bR> <div> "You need to pick a safe word," he stated softly.</div> <bR> <div> Jack's eyes widened in surprise.  "A safe word?"</div> <bR> <div> "Yes, especially for this.  That way you'll be able to really let go, say whatever you need to say, act the way you need to act.  Say the safe word and I'll stop immediately."</div> <bR> <div> Jack nodded in understanding and cast his mind about searching for a word that would come easily.  He smiled.  "Simpsons," he declared.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel's face broke into a wide grin.  "Simpsons it is.  You want to lie on your stomach or back?" he asked gently.</div> <bR> <div> "Back," Jack answered quickly.  "It'll help if I can see you."  He climbed onto the bed and lay in the middle, still looking tense.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel smiled and climbed over him, straddling his waist, and leaned in for a slow, deep kiss. </div> <bR> <div> "Ready?" he asked.</div> <bR> <div> Jack swallowed and nodded.  Daniel crawled up next to him, grasped his wrist, and started massaging his hand, pressing his thumbs firmly into the palm and working out along the fingers.  He kissed Jack's wrist tenderly, and swiftly wrapped the tie around it in a secure knot.  He tied it to the bedpost.  "Okay?" he asked.</div> <bR> <div> Jack nodded again. </div> <bR> <div> Daniel gave the same treatment to the other arm, then moved down to his ankle.  He planted a kiss on it as well before tying it to the corner of the frame.  Jack started to feel a tingle of panic, and his breathe hitched.  Daniel quickly moved back up and kissed him, whispering soothingly. "It's okay, you're safe."</div> <bR> <div> Jack swallowed and nodded.  Daniel quickly moved down to tie the last ankle.  Jack pulled at the bonds and found he could barely move.  Daniel had tied him very securely.  He felt open, exposed, vulnerable.  Panic gripped him again, and he yanked hard, trying to break free.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel sprawled over him, his weight and the bonds keeping Jack still.  He whispered soothingly, "It's okay, you're safe, remember your safe word?"</div> <bR> <div> Jack nodded and stopped struggling.  He looked into Daniel's eyes and relaxed a bit.  "I'm okay," he said, his voice shaking a little.  "Just a little freaked."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel smiled into his eyes, kissed him softly, and knelt up, straddling his waist.  He flicked the vibrator on.  The soft buzz filled the room.  He watched Jack closely, looking for any adverse reaction.</div> <bR> <div> Jack listened to the toy, looked at Daniel, and felt embarrassed all over again.  What had he been so worked up about?  It was just a damned vibrator, for cryin' out loud!</div> <bR> <div> Daniel saw Jack flush, and deduced the reason.  "I think it gets to you when you're not expecting it," he said thoughtfully.</div> <bR> <div> Jack relaxed, and nodded.  "Yeah, you're probably right."</div> <bR> <div> "I'll start with your face," Daniel said softly, and started gently caressing Jack's temples and forehead.      </div> <bR> <div> Jack relaxed his face, the lines smoothing out.  Daniel reached further, onto his skull, and rubbed firmly again, massaging his scalp.  Jack melted into the bed.  His scalp was tingling, blood being forced to the surface by the insistent pulsing of the vibrator.  He sighed deeply.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel leaned down to kiss him gently.  He reached for the nightstand drawer and rummaged around, finding the massage oil.  He poured some onto his hands, and rubbed them together, warming the oil, then murmured, "chest now."  He spread his palms over Jack's chest, and started kneading in wide circles, keeping the touch non-sexual.  He watched as Jack's skin flushed with the rush of blood forced to the surface.  His hands moved down, firmly gripping his lover's sides, then he reached to one side and firmly stroked toward the middle, in a petting motion, repeating it again on the other side.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel lost himself in the unusual experience of being able to touch Jack so freely and completely.  He had never just lain back and enjoyed, always insisting on a more active role in their love making. </div> <bR> <div> He reached Jack's legs and started massaging the firm upper thigh muscles.  The man tensed again.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel immediately stopped.  "You're safe, Jack," he reminded him quickly.  He took in the clenched fists, the tense, trembling muscles, the tightly closed eyes.  "What set you off?  Tell me."</div> <bR> <div> Jack turned his head to the side, keeping his eyes tightly closed, and ground out, "They used hemostats."</div> <bR> <div> "Hemostats?  Where?"</div> <bR> <div> "Balls," came the short reply.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel swallowed hard.  Jesus!  He flicked off the vibrator for a moment and took Jack's balls gently into his hand.  Jack's body was thrumming with tension.  He had never liked his balls touched, and, when asked, had simply shrugged and said he just didn't.  Now Daniel knew why.  He looked closely and saw smooth patches in the wrinkled skin, like healed burns.   He stared for a moment, imagining what had caused them, then crawled back up and cupped Jack's jaw.  "Look at me," he demanded quietly.</div> <bR> <div> Jack was burning with shame and humiliation.  He hadn't told ANYONE about the torture.  The doctors had guessed, but he had met their questions with stony silence.  He didn't want to talk about it, preferring to deal with it in his own way, not wanting to admit that there was a nasty little voice in the back of his mind whispering that it was his fault.  If he'd been better, faster, sneakier, he wouldn't have been caught.  His logical mind knew it wasn't true, but in the cold dark place in his heart he sometimes believed the little voice.  It made him feel unclean and ugly.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel took in his body language, the tension, the refusal to look at him, and guessed the cause.</div> <bR> <div> "You're beautiful to me, Jack," he said softly.   </div> <bR> <div> Jack's head snapped around, mouth open, drawing a breath to deny it, shout the safe word.  It was too much.  Then his eyes locked with Daniel's.  What he saw stunned him.  Not disgust or pity, but love and understanding.  The depth of the emotions looking back at him washed through him. He let out a gush of breath and let his body relax.  He trusted Daniel, and believed him.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel leaned down and kissed him.  "Jack, I want you to watch.  Think about what they did, but watch and feel me.  Let what I'm doing overlay what they did."  </div> <bR> <div> Jack nodded.  Daniel put another pillow under his head, propping it up so he could see without straining, and moved back down to lie between his legs.  He reached out with his tongue, and swiped a slow, long path over Jack's scrotum.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack opened the box he'd shoved back into the far reaches of his mind, and let the memories spill out.  The first touch of Daniel's tongue made him twist and try to close his legs again.  He remembered other faces, other touches, pain.  "Stop!"  he demanded harshly.</div> <bR> <div> "Feel me, Jack," Daniel said softly, then bent to lick again.</div> <bR> <div> Memories flooded Jack's mind, and he gave himself over to them.  He remembered the smell of burning flesh, the pain of the clamps, the searing jolt of electricity.  He writhed against the bonds, trying to curl up, get away, expecting the next touch on his balls to explode in agony.  His eyes were tightly shut, his breath coming in harsh pants. </div> <bR> <div> "Watch me, Jack," came the quiet demand. </div> <bR> <div> Jack opened his eyes, and looked.  This wasn't Iraq.  This man wasn't a torturer.  Daniel would never hurt him.  He calmed slightly, and watched, his body still twitching involuntarily.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel bent again and took one of Jack's balls fully into his mouth, suckling gently, swirling his tongue over the tight flesh.  He gave the other testicle the same treatment, keeping his movements slow and gentle.</div> <bR> <div> Pleasure rushed over Jack.  He watched as Daniel licked and nibbled lightly, suckled and laved the whole area, slowly replacing old memories with new.  He sighed deeply and gave himself over fully, groaning at the pleasurable sensations flooding his groin.  His cock started filling, responding to the insistent coaxing of Daniel's tongue.</div> <bR> <div> "Gonna switch it on now," Daniel warned, and mouthed Jack's balls again.  He flicked the toy on but didn't touch yet, letting Jack connect the sound with the sensations first.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack somehow expected a jolt of electricity, and tried to twist away. </div> <bR> <div> "Feel me, Jack," Daniel insisted, and engulfed the glans, sucking firmly, rubbing his tongue on the underside of the shaft, keeping the pleasurable sensations going.  Jack stopped trying to move away.  He watched and listened.  The buzz didn't sound quite so sinister anymore.  </div> <bR> <div> Daniel paid close attention, and when Jack stopped struggling, pressed the vibrator firmly in the hollow at the base of the man's cock, allowing the pulses to stimulate his prostate.</div> <bR> <div> Jack's eyes widened in shock, then rolled back in his head, and he groaned deeply.  "More!" he croaked, and looked again. </div> <bR> <div> Daniel smiled around Jack's cockhead, sucked harder, and pushed deeper with the toy.  </div> <bR> <div> "Oh God yes!" Jack breathed, his hips involuntarily trying to thrust up into the sensations.  He rolled them, encouraging Daniel to continue.  Sensations started racing to his brain:  firm vibrations to his prostate and balls, warm, wet heat from Daniel's mouth, gentle suction to his glans, his lover's tongue rubbing insistently at the sensitive underside of his cockhead.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel started sliding the now rigid organ in and out of his mouth, pausing to lick around the ridge, push his tongue into the slit, then engulfing the entire length, contracting the muscles in the back of his throat, while maintaining the firm, steady pressure of the vibrator.</div> <bR> <div> Jack watched, memories of Iraq fading with every movement, every touch, every whispered endearment.  God!  What Daniel was doing felt so good.</div> <bR> <div> His senses began to overload, the keen pleasure rushing to his brain.  "Danny," he growled in warning, his orgasm rushing close.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel pulled both his finger and mouth away, and looked up.  "Want to play a little?" he asked cautiously.  "See what feels best for you?"  </div> <bR> <div> "Fuck yeah!" Jack answered with a grin.  "That thing's amazing."  Memories of Iraq were back in their box.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel grinned back, and knelt up.  "Let me know if it's too much."</div> <bR> <div> Jack nodded, and settled back to watch.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel touched one of Jack's nipples, watching in fascination as it contracted into a hard nub, darkened with the rush of blood.  He heard Jack hiss with pleasure, then moved to the other, watching it do the same.  He moved his finger lower, toward the navel, and let his eyes drop to Jack's cock, watching it twitch and throb when he pressed the toy into the cavity.</div> <bR> <div> Jack groaned, and rolled his hips, unable to lay still.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel moved down and gripped his shaft, resting one of his fingers directly under the ridge, letting the vibrations stimulate the sensitive spot. </div> <bR> <div> Jack gasped at the rush of feeling.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel stayed there a moment, watching as a drop of clear liquid pooled at Jack's slit.  He leaned over and caught it with his tongue, just as it was getting ready to slide down the head.  </div> <bR> <div> Jack moaned and rocked his hips.  "More," he pleaded.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel smirked and moved his hand down, lower on the shaft, and gripped hard.  Jack felt the vibrations in his teeth.  "More!" he begged again, his cock pulsing.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel grinned and took his hand away, teasing, then cupped Jack's balls, pressing the vibrator to his perineum, gently rolling the globes while pushing firmly underneath.  </div> <bR> <div> "Oh, yeah!" Jack groaned, trying to thrust and reach for his dick at the same time.  He was close, his body begging for release.  He realized his wrists were still tied, and groaned in frustration.  "Daniel, please!"</div> <bR> <div> "What feels best, Jack?" Daniel asked.</div> <bR> <div> "My balls.  Touch them, please!"</div> <bR> <div> Daniel was startled.  His own balls hadn't been able to take direct stimulation.  "You want the vibrator directly on them?" he asked, wanting to be sure.</div> <bR> <div> "YES!  Do it Danny!"</div> <bR> <div> Daniel watched Jack's face carefully, prepared to snatch his finger away, and touched.</div> <bR> <div> Jack's head thrashed back and forth, his body broke out into a light sweat, his mouth dropping open in pleasure.  "Harder," he panted.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel grasped one of the testicles, and pressed harder.</div> <bR> <div> Jack's body froze.  Intense pleasure, almost pain, knifed through him.  He started writhing uncontrollably, his body trying to maximize the vibrations running from balls to glans to prostate and back again.  </div> <bR> <div> "Danny!  Please!  I need . . .  I need . . . " His body convulsed, trying to orgasm, but he needed more, just a little extra to push him over the edge.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel saw that it was time.  Jack was desperate to come.  He moved the finger with the vibrator underneath, and gripped the testicles firmly, letting the vibrations run through them, pressing against the perineum at the same time, stimulating the prostate.  He took Jack's cock deep into his throat with one long swallow.  </div> <bR> <div> It happened instantly, the rush of feeling, the wash of pleasure, the intense build-up and sudden, incredible release.  "DAANNNIIIEEELLLLLL!"  Jack arched as far as the ties would let him and let go, pumping hot semen down his lover's throat, his hips jerking with every throb.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel swallowed quickly and moved the vibrator away from Jack's sensitive skin, but kept cupping his balls, squeezing gently to the pulse of the man's body, sucking to the rhythm of his orgasm, emptying him completely.</div> <bR> <div> Jack collapsed back on the bed, his body quaking with pleasure.  Daniel stopped sucking, but continued to hold the softening cock in his mouth.  He turned off the vibrator, and slipped it off his finger.  He stayed like that for a few moments, until he felt Jack stir. He gently let the organ slip from his mouth, and moved up, kissing Jack, sharing his taste.</div> <bR> <div> Jack groaned and tried to reach for him, then snorted with laughter.  Daniel pulled back and quickly undid the bindings, briefly rubbing the red marks, wrapped his arms around Jack, and held him closely.   </div> <bR> <div> Jack sighed and allowed himself to be held for a few moments.  He leaned up and captured Daniel's mouth in a slow, deep kiss.  Finally, he broke the kiss and looked into the warm blue eyes.  "I love you," he said softly.</div> <bR> <div> "Love you too, Jack," Daniel answered with a gentle smile.  "Thank you for trusting me."</div> <bR> <div> "No one I trust more," Jack said simply, and kissed him again.  </div> <bR> <div> "Shower?" 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