Out Like a Lion

<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>Out Like a Lion</B></div> <div>  <A NAME="out_like_a_lion"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A>Author: <FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#330000" FACE="GoudyOlSt BT" ><A HREF="mailto:featherautant@hotmail.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:featherautant@hotmail.com"><U>Feather Autant</U></A></FONT></div> <div> Date: June 30, 2004<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Email: <A HREF="mailto:featherautant@hotmail.com" TARGET="_top" TITLE="mailto:featherautant@hotmail.com"><U>featherautant@hotmail.com</U></A><FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Rating: NC-17<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Pairings: Jack/Daniel </div> <div> Category: FT, Romance<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Spoilers: None<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Warnings: None </div> <div> Summary: A warm afternoon, ice cream, and a natural progression of events.<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></div> <div> Notes: Thanks to Carron and Catspaw for the beta. Any mistakes are my own. Dedicated to Carron, because she asked, then pouted when I said no, so I changed things a bit for her.<FONT SIZE="3" COLOR="#000000" FACE="Arial" > </FONT></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> <div> ~~~~~~</div> <div> Jack glanced up from the burgers on the grill and took in the sight of Daniel basking in the sun. He was leaning against the deck railing, eyes half closed, face lifted toward the unseasonable warmth of the late March noon, a bottle of water dangling carelessly from his fingers. He looked utterly content and relaxed, finally letting the stress of the last few months leave him. Jack's team had been running their asses off, constant missions making them all tense and snippy. He had asked for a few days down time, and the General had agreed. Sam and Teal'c were both visiting family. So were he and Daniel, he realized. They were really the only family the other had.</div> <bR> <div> Jack felt a surge of affection wash through him, a deep affection. Well, okay, if he was really honest with himself it was more than simple affection. It was love, and not the kind one felt for a friend, either. It was full on romantic love, the sweet sappy kind, and he'd kept it firmly locked away for quite a while now. How did you tell your best friend, your very <I>male</I> best friend, that you were in love with him?</div> <bR> <div> Jack had been trying to figure out a way to do just that for months, and hadn't been able to come up with a single idea that wouldn't send Daniel running for the hills. He'd tried to nudge a little, touch a little more, hug a little longer than necessary, to test the waters so to speak, see if the feelings might be returned. He'd never gotten the slightest signal that his feelings were reciprocated, so had kept his growing love tightly under wraps, not willing to lose one of the most important things in his life, Daniel's friendship. He gave a mental shrug and turned back to the grill. Friendship was enough. At least that's what he told himself.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel lifted the bottle to his lips, tilted his head back, and swallowed deeply. Jack watched out of the corner of his eye, taking in the strong, smooth column of throat and the way Daniel's Adam's apple bobbed. Jack's dick swelled a bit as he imagined sucking and licking at that delectable neck.</div> <bR> <div> Suddenly, Daniel tensed. He stopped drinking, his eyes flew open and he stared at Jack with surprised shock. "What the fuck was that?" he hissed.</div> <bR> <div> Jack tensed as well and did a quick threat assessment of the back yard. "What?" he hissed back.</div> <bR> <div> "Shhhhh. Listen!"</div> <bR> <div> They both heard the sound this time, and Jack grinned.</div> <bR> <div> "Wa . . . was that what I think it was?" Daniel stammered. "It sounded like an African lion!"</div> <bR> <div> "Shocking, isn't it?" Jack laughed. "That's the lion up at the zoo. If the conditions are just right, you can hear his roar."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel laughed with relief. "Thank God! I thought I was losing it."</div> <bR> <div> Jack chuckled and turned his attention back to the burgers, flipping them expertly. "Why don't we go up to the zoo this afternoon? I haven't been in a while."</div> <bR> <div> "Sounds like fun," Daniel agreed easily. "Those burgers almost done?"</div> <bR> <div> "Yep, get the plates, will ya?"</div> <bR> <div> Daniel strolled into the kitchen and quickly fixed plates with buns, lettuce, and tomato, grabbed some condiments and more water, then headed back outside. </div> <bR> <div> They ate, talking about the new teams, new discoveries, new policies at the mountain, just enjoying each others company.</div> <bR> <div> When had they gotten so comfortable? Jack lazily considered it while they ate. It hadn't always been this way. There had been that year, a year when he'd lost Daniel's friendship, and it had been his fault. He'd treated Daniel worse than a dog, and he knew it. Then Daniel had left, and Jack had been achingly aware of the gaping hole in his life and heart. Now that he was back, Jack had worked hard to mend the relationship, and was grateful that they were back on track. They finished eating, piled the dishes in the sink to be washed later, and left for the zoo.</div> <bR> <div> Cheyenne Mountain Zoo was small by most standards, but the enclosures were beautifully done, and the zoo was deeply committed to preserving and breeding endangered species. The two men strolled past the giraffes and up the steep, tree-lined path toward the lowland gorilla exhibit, which took up a large part of the mountainside. They passed through one of the parks, snickering at the peacocks, who ignored them completely, tails flared, feathers rattling, trying to attract the attention of the peahens. Spring was in full swing, sex heavy in the air.</div> <bR> <div> Jack stopped at the refreshment stand next to the antique carousel. They watched the kids riding the bobbing horses, indulgent parents smiling gently at their offspring. Jack swallowed a lump in his throat. Charlie had loved coming here.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel noticed. "You okay?" he gently asked.</div> <bR> <div> "Yeah," Jack answered softly. "Just a little regret, ya know?"</div> <bR> <div> "I know," Daniel answered with quiet understanding.</div> <bR> <div> Jack gave himself a mental shake and smiled at his friend. "Want some ice cream?" he asked.</div> <bR> <div> "Still full from lunch," Daniel answered lightly. "You go right ahead."</div> <bR> <div> Jack smirked, the melancholy mood leaving him, and ordered a vanilla cone. They walked to a shaded bench and sat down, both leaning back and stretching their legs out in front of them, relaxing in the warmth of the afternoon.</div> <bR> <div> Jack started eating his ice cream, only he didn't exactly eat it. He <I>licked</I>. Long, slow, languid licks from the base of the cone to the tip of the frozen treat, lazily swiping his tongue over the top. He repeated the action several times, then caught the little rivulets of melting cream running down the cone with tiny, light flicks of his tongue.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel noticed. Holy shit! How could he NOT notice? There was a porn movie going on next to him! He tried to drag his eyes away, look at something, anything else. But his gaze was drawn back to Jack and what that pink tongue was doing to that damned cone. Jack didn't nibble, didn't use his teeth, he LICKED, and Daniel's cock liked that, liked it a lot. <I>Stop it, </I>he told himself firmly. <I>Jack isn't doing it on purpose. Put the hormones away.</I></div> <bR> <div> Daniel had hidden his feelings for Jack. He'd had to. If Jack knew how he really felt, he'd end the friendship, and that friendship was precious to Daniel. Very precious. He NEEDED Jack in his life. Needed the snarky wit, the sarcastic humor, the infuriating comments. Jack was frustrating and irreverent and fun. Daniel loved it, loved him, and firmly ignored his feelings. They just weren't a possibility. Jack was straight.</div> <bR> <div> Jack caught the slight hitch of breath coming from Daniel, and glanced over. What he saw made his heart leap. The man was slightly flushed, his breathing harsher than normal, his blue eyes wide open, his gaze darting around, trying not to look. Was it time? Was he reading this right? Was it worth the risk? He felt a small surge of fear and anticipation, and decided to go for it.</div> <div> He took another long, slow swipe, pursed his lips over the top of the ice cream, sucking slightly, then pulled his sunglasses down his nose so that Daniel could see his eyes, gave a quick wink, and asked, "You got an oral fixation I should know about?"</div> <bR> <div> Daniel locked eyes with Jack's, and what he saw there made his heart and dick lurch. He saw want and need and lust and fear, all combined into the complex emotion of love. He instantly took tight control of himself, because if he didn't he'd jump the man and fuck him senseless right here in front of the peacocks.</div> <bR> <div> "Think this would feel good?" Jack teased, upping the ante. He took another long, slow lick.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel drew in a sharp breath and hissed, "How long?"</div> <bR> <div> Jack took in the indecipherable look and body language of his friend and felt an icy lump of fear in the pit of his stomach. Shit! He'd made a terrible mistake. He pushed his glasses back up and said quickly, "Shit, Daniel. Forget I did that, " and started to stand up.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel grabbed his arm and hissed again, "How long, Jack?"</div> <bR> <div> Jack sat back down and rested his elbows on his knees, every line of his body radiating misery. He'd fucked up the only thing that made his life worth living. "I don't know," he whispered. "Months, years, forever?" He turned his head to look at Daniel. "I'm sorry," he said softly.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel looked at him for a full minute, battling his emotions, trying to keep them under tight control. Months, years, forever? He was stunned. How had he missed it? He quickly flipped through his memories of Jack, remembering the touches and looks. He'd been a damned fool. He felt remorse for all the wasted time, lust at the knowledge that Jack wanted him, fear at the huge step they were about to take, and anticipation of how good it was going to be.</div> <bR> <div> Jack wanted him.</div> <bR> <div> He wanted Jack.</div> <bR> <div> Deeply. Passionately.</div> <bR> <div> "Take me home," he finally said evenly.</div> <bR> <div> "Okay," Jack agreed miserably.</div> <bR> <div> "Take me home to bed," Daniel clarified.</div> <bR> <div> "What?" Jack asked, stunned. He must have heard wrong.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel let a little of what he was feeling show on his face. "Take me home to bed," he repeated softly.</div> <bR> <div> Relief and elation flooded through Jack. He let out a whoosh of breath and turned slightly, so he could see Daniel better. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice breaking just a little. "Because you should know that if we do this there's no turning back. It wouldn't be just sex for me, and you need to know that, need to know how I feel."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel looked around quickly and saw that there wasn't anyone close enough to overhear. He moved his leg slightly, letting his thigh touch Jack's, and shivered at the tingle that ran from the point of contact up his leg and around his balls. He let his control slip another notch, his want and need showing in his eyes, and said in a soft, husky voice, "I think we're on the same page."</div> <bR> <div> "You've . . . wanted to?" Jack asked.</div> <bR> <div> "Yes," Daniel confirmed with a nod.</div> <bR> <div> The air around them became electric. Sexual tension thrummed through Jack, making his cock twitch and thicken. Daniel wanted him?</div> <bR> <div> Jack drew in a sharp breath. "Shit! All that wasted time when I could've had you naked."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel snorted. He paused for a moment. "You ever been with a guy before? I mean, Sara . . . "</div> <bR> <div> "Been with a few," Jack answered. He didn't want Daniel to think he didn't know what he was doing. "None since I met Sara, though. You?"</div> <bR> <div> "A few, none since Shau're."</div> <bR> <div> They smiled at each other in understanding.</div> <bR> <div> Jack grinned and stood up, tossing the remaining ice cream into a nearby trash can.</div> <bR> <div> "Hey!" Daniel teased. "I was looking forward to watching you eat the rest of that."</div> <bR> <div> "I have more at home," Jack smirked. "Wanna share it?"</div> <bR> <div> "Oh yeah," Daniel agreed reverently. Jack, ice cream and bed? He was so there. He stood up and fought the urge to grab Jack and kiss him. Instead he turned and started for the entrance, Jack's truck, and home.</div> <bR> <div> Jack followed closely, watching Daniel's ass as it flexed beneath the material of his pants. His cock leapt and throbbed at the sight. Was Daniel's skin as soft as Jack suspected it was? Would he shiver under Jack's touch? Did he like it slow and deep, or fast and rough? How would he taste? Jack had thought about it all, fantasized about it all, and the knowledge that he'd find out very soon burned through him.</div> <bR> <div> He quickly moved up to walk next to Daniel, matching him stride for stride. He'd better stop thinking about it and get a grip, or this was going to be over very fast. He was thankful they had the drive home to calm down a bit.</div> <bR> <div> He had, of course, forgotten how tenacious Daniel could be. The drive home took a lifetime. Daniel had insisted on keeping his hand on Jack's thigh, lightly stroking and caressing the quivering muscle, and snorting when Jack warned him that he was going to run a red light. "I don't think so, Colonel," he asserted. "I've seen you focus under adversity. Use that skill now," all the while continuing to stroke and tease. He let his fingers dance over Jack's denim covered crotch as they pulled into the driveway, upping the stakes a bit.</div> <bR> <div> "Thank fucking God we're here," Jack growled as he turned the engine off. Daniel smirked and got out of the truck, long legs carrying him quickly to the front door. Jack caught up with him, let them in, firmly locked the door behind them, then turned to look at Daniel. His breath caught in his throat, and he swallowed convulsively.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel looked beautiful. There wasn't another word that came close to describing his archeologist. His skin was flushed, lips slightly parted, blue, blue eyes opened wide, pupils dilated, chest rising and falling in soft pants.</div> <bR> <div> Jack started to get a panicky feeling in his gut. They were doing this, really going to do this, and he was . . . scared. The stakes were high, way off the chart. If things didn't work . . . he gave himself a mental slap. He didn't want to be a lonely, bitter old man. Life was filled with risks. No risk, no reward. He already had regrets, big regrets. He didn't want to look back and say ?what if,' not where Daniel was concerned.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel was feeling a tingle of nerves as well. He'd lost so much. He almost said no, said he'd changed his mind, that it wasn't worth it, but it <I>was</I>. He looked at Jack and stepped up to him, chest to chest, grabbed his hips, pulling him in to grind their cloth-covered cocks together, gasping at the tiny shivers of pleasure that shot through him.</div> <bR> <div> Jack reached for Daniel, one hand running through his hair, cupping his skull, the other curling around his shoulders to rest between his shoulder blades. He looked into Daniel's eyes and softly said, "I love you, Daniel."</div> <bR> <div> "I love you too, Jack," Daniel answered just as softly. He reached up and brushed his lips against Jack's.</div> <bR> <div> They both gasped at the electric current sparking between them. Jack bent closer, and gently fit his lips over Daniel's, tilting his head slightly to seal them together. Daniel moaned softly and parted his lips, letting his tongue flick gently over Jack's mouth, asking him to open up, let him in. Jack responded instantly, groaning deep in his throat, and parted his lips. Their tongues touched tentatively at first, lightly caressing, tasting, stroking.</div> <bR> <div> The kiss deepened, still slow and tender. It was good. Really good. Their hands started to roam, learning the feel of muscle and sinew, curve and plane. Jack's legs started to tremble. He wanted to get to the bedroom. Now. Before they ended up doing it here in the hall. He broke the kiss and looked into Daniel's darkened eyes. "Jesus, Daniel. Where'd you learn to kiss like that?"</div> <bR> <div> Daniel smiled. "I think it's you. Never had a kiss like that before."</div> <bR> <div> Jack smiled back. "Bedroom?" he asked uncertainly. He didn't want to rush it, but he DID. He wanted Daniel in his bed. Naked. Sweating. Panting. He wanted to feel and smell and taste Daniel's skin.</div> <bR> <div> "Bedroom," Daniel agreed eagerly. He grabbed Jack's hand and led the way.</div> <bR> <div> Jack noticed that the afternoon was darkening. A thunderstorm was brewing. His bedroom was diffusely lit by the overcast light coming in through the window. He hesitated by the door. He wanted light, wanted to be able to see, but didn't want the bright glare of the overhead lamp. He didn't really want to waste time looking for candles, either. The stormy, grey light would have to be enough.</div> <bR> <div> He turned to Daniel and gathered him close, bending his head to inhale the scent of shampoo and soap and skin.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel wrapped his arms around Jack and fastened his lips to Jack's throat, sucking and licking at the pulse point, gently biting at the juncture of neck and shoulder, reveling at the shiver that ran through them both.</div> <bR> <div> They kissed again, a warm, deep wet kiss, and started slowly undressing each other, keeping their lips glued together. Fingers undid buttons, then caressed the newly exposed skin. Daniel groaned when Jack found and lightly rubbed his nipples, sparks of pleasure shooting to his balls. He reached his hands around to Jack's ass and held him still while he rubbed their groins together, letting Jack feel how hard he was, how much he wanted this.</div> <bR> <div> There was a flash of light, then a distant, muffled boom. Daniel pulled away from the kiss and smiled. "Seems that Mother Nature is going out of her way to make this erotic."</div> <bR> <div> "Don't need Mother Nature, only need you," Jack said huskily, then groaned. "God that was sappy! Sorry Daniel, that's something else you should know about me."</div> <bR> <div> "You're a romantic?" Daniel asked teasingly, then grew serious. "Somehow I'm not surprised," he finished softly.</div> <bR> <div> Jack licked the side of his neck. "Yeah, I like being romantic. I'm a little out of practice, though."</div> <bR> <div> "Doing good so far," Daniel gasped, shivering at the touch of Jack's tongue. He reached up, pushed the unbuttoned shirt off Jack's shoulders, and latched onto a collar bone, sucking and running his tongue along the hollow above it. He felt Jack's cock respond to his touch, and smiled, before moving to the other and giving it the same treatment, long, slow sucks and licks. </div> <div> "Let's lie down," Jack gasped, his legs starting to buckle again.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel smirked and quickly shed the rest of his clothes, letting them drop on the floor, carefully setting his glasses on top of the dresser. He crawled to the middle of the bed and reclined against the pillows, watching as Jack finished stripping. Lightning flashed, and his gaze raced over Jack's body, taking in the strong, hard legs, the jutting erection, his stomach, softening slightly with age, the broad chest lightly sprinkled with hair. His fingers ached to touch. He reached for Jack and pulled him onto the bed.</div> <bR> <div> They stretched out, face to face, and kissed again, a little more urgently this time, tongues battling for control. Jack's hands flowed over Daniel's skin. "So much better," he murmured softly against Daniel's lips.</div> <bR> <div> "What's better?"</div> <bR> <div> "This. Your skin is softer than I imagined," Jack answered, stroking Daniel's buttocks.</div> <bR> <div> "You imagined this?"</div> <bR> <div> "More times than I can count." Jack wrapped his arms around Daniel and turned him, pinning him to the mattress, capturing his mouth in a blazing kiss.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel moaned into Jack's mouth and let his hands slide down his smooth back, feeling the muscles tighten and quiver. He thrust up, rolling his hips, loving the feel of Jack, the smell of him, the taste of him. He hooked a leg around Jack's calf, and turned the tables, rolling them over until Jack was on the bottom. He took an ear lobe between his teeth and bit gently, hearing a gasp and feeling a twitch of response. "I'm going to fuck you so slow and deep," he breathed, brushing his lips under Jack's ear.</div> <bR> <div> Jack grew very still.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel leaned up and frowned. "Jack?"</div> <bR> <div> "Oh shit. Danny, I . . . "</div> <bR> <div> Daniel felt a cold ball of fear form in his stomach. Jack was changing his mind. DAMN! Not now! He slid to the side, taking his weight off the man, and swallowed hard.</div> <bR> <div> Jack looked at him and read what he was thinking. "No! It's not that! I'm not changing my mind. It's just . . . "</div> <bR> <div> "What, Jack?"</div> <bR> <div> Jack gave an uncomfortable little laugh and looked away. "It's just that I . . . God Danny! I don't think I can say it."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel frowned at him. "What? You have been with guys, right?"</div> <bR> <div> "Yes!" Jack answered quickly. He had. Just never . . . </div> <bR> <div> "Just say it, Jack. You can tell me anything."</div> <bR> <div> Jack rubbed a hand over his eyes. "It's just . . . God this is embarrassing, and I don't know why."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel ran a soothing hand along Jack's face. "Tell me," he encouraged.</div> <bR> <div> "Okay, here goes." Jack took a deep breath. "I've . . . I don't bottom."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel's jaw dropped in shock. Jack didn't bottom? His dick didn't care, urging him to worry about it later, but his brain was still in charge and he <I>did</I> care. He cared a lot. He rolled away and sat up.</div> <bR> <div> "Shit, Jack," he said softly.</div> <bR> <div> Jack didn't answer, letting him process the information.</div> <bR> <div> "Jack, I . . . I can't do this," Daniel said miserably. "I love to bottom, love it a lot, but I like to top too. It would be like me wanting oral sex but refusing to give it. I. . . I need equality in a partner." He started to get out of bed.</div> <bR> <div> Jack grabbed his arm. "Daniel, wait! I didn't say that very well."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel sat back down and looked at him, trying to read his expressions. He saw panic and fear.</div> <div> "What exactly did you mean?" he asked. "You said you don't bottom."</div> <bR> <div> "No, I haven't, ever. But I want to try with you," Jack whispered.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel shook his head. "That wasn't an ultimatum, Jack. If you don't, you don't. I need to be with someone who wants the same things I do. Not someone who does it just because they think it's what I want. I won't push you into it."</div> <bR> <div> "No! God, I'm not explaining myself very well," Jack took a deep breath. He locked eyes with Daniel, letting him read his desire and sincerity. "I've never bottomed, but I've wanted to. I just never trusted anyone enough. I trust you! I trust you with my life, and my ass," he said with a slight smirk. "Will you stay?"</div> <bR> <div> "I still feel like I'm pushing you."</div> <bR> <div> "You're not," Jack assured him. "I want to know what it's like." He reached for Daniel and cupped his skull, gently pulling him down for a soft kiss. "Please, Daniel," he whispered.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel melted into the kiss and stretched out next to Jack again. The man was willing to try. That was all Daniel could ask. He felt a wave of responsibility and nervousness roll through him. He'd better keep control and make it good. He <I>wanted</I> to make it good, so good that Jack came screaming his name. Good enough that he'd want to do it again.</div> <bR> <div> "Where's the lube?" Daniel murmured, stroking the chest under his hand.</div> <bR> <div> Lube? Jack groaned. He didn't have any. He didn't have condoms, either. He was completely unprepared. "Shit, Danny. I wasn't expecting this. I don't have . . ."</div> <bR> <div> Daniel looked at him uncertainly. "We're both clean, guess we don't need . . ."</div> <bR> <div> "Yeah."</div> <bR> <div> "But maybe we should put this off." Daniel didn't want to, really didn't want to. But if Jack was more comfortable . . .</div> <bR> <div> "We're both tested enough, and I haven't been with anyone in ages," Jack answered.</div> <bR> <div> "Me either," Daniel smiled. "So, you're okay with that?"</div> <bR> <div> "Yeah." Jack stated firmly. "Oil?" he asked uncertainly.</div> <bR> <div> "Olive oil would be okay," Daniel said thoughtfully. "Vaseline would be better. Oil can get sticky."</div> <bR> <div> "Got some!" Jack beamed. "In my fishing tackle. I use it for my lips."</div> <bR> <div> "Go get it."</div> <bR> <div> Jack sprang out of bed and hurried from the room. Daniel relaxed against the pillows and considered a plan of action. He'd have to take it slow, see what Jack liked, not push too far too fast. He began lazily stroking himself, reawakening his erection, enjoying the tingle of anticipation. Lightning flashed again, the boom of thunder getting closer.</div> <bR> <div> Jack came back in and tossed a small tub of jelly at Daniel. He caught it and popped the top, peering inside. It was about half full. Plenty. He set it aside and reached for Jack, pulling him down to stretch out on the bed. It was time to heat things up a bit.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel rolled on top of Jack, and kissed him. It started slow and deep, then quickened, becoming more demanding. Jack kissed him back, letting Daniel set the pace, be in charge.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel ran his hands down Jack's sides, then down further to cup his buttocks, holding him still while he rubbed and ground their pelvises together. He felt Jack harden against his stomach, and groaned his want. Finally, he slid to the side, allowing himself better access to Jack's body.</div> <div> He nuzzled along Jack's jaw, down his throat, and back to his collar bone, where he nipped and licked, sucking in the hollow above it. Jack's breath quickened. Yep, definitely a hot spot. Daniel moved down and rasped his tongue over a nipple, licking roughly, making the nub harden. He felt Jack shiver and heard a low, breathy moan. Daniel smiled and pulled back, blowing cool air onto the nipple, forcing it to contract even further.</div> <bR> <div> Jack arched up. God it felt good. He'd forgotten how sensitive his nipples could be. He felt Daniel's fingers slowly move down to his abdomen, trails of goose bumps following the touch. The fingers continued down, further, passing his cock, to gently cup and roll his balls. They contracted in Daniel's palm, drawing up with pleasure.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel grinned at Jack's responsiveness. He dipped his head, letting his tongue follow the path of his fingers, stopping to suck on a soft spot right next to the navel. Jack gasped, and ran his fingers through Daniel's hair, his eyes half lidded, watching.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel knelt up, and let go of Jack's balls, moving his hands to run his fingers lightly up Jack's soft inner thighs, watching as trails of hair rose in their path.</div> <bR> <div> There was a crack of lightning and the room grew darker. Rain started pelting the window. </div> <div> "Spread your legs, Jack," Daniel whispered huskily.</div> <bR> <div> Jack groaned and spread his legs wide. Daniel moved between them and caught his breath. "You look so damn good, spread out for me like that," he said softly, and bent to suck and nibble his way up the inner thighs to Jack's balls, taking one gently in his mouth and rolling it on his tongue.</div> <bR> <div> Jack writhed and clutched the sheets tightly, trying to stay still. It had been too long since he's had his balls licked, sucked. Hell! It had been ages since he'd been touched this way.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel moved to the other testicle and gave it the same treatment, sucking gently before letting it fall from his mouth. He ran his tongue up from behind the balls to the tip of Jack's cock, pushing gently into the slit, moaning as the tangy taste exploded on his tongue.</div> <bR> <div> Jack froze with anticipation. <I>Please, please</I>, he thought. Daniel didn't disappoint him. He engulfed the head, pursing his lips, making the sliding entrance tight. When his lips popped over the ridge he moaned, and heard an answering moan from Jack. He suckled lightly and reached for the tub of Vaseline, moving it closer. He palmed Jack's balls, rolling them tenderly, increasing the sensations in the man's groin. Daniel moved all the way down the shaft, taking Jack deep into his throat, and hummed.</div> <bR> <div> Jack felt the vibrations surge along his cock and wrap around his balls. He rolled his hips up and gasped in warning, "Daniel!"</div> <bR> <div> Daniel slowly, slowly moved back up the shaft, sucked once, then let it plop out of his mouth. He pushed Jack's legs up toward his chest and bent his head lower, nuzzling beneath the balls, sucking on the soft perineum.</div> <bR> <div> Jack thrust up, seeking friction, and finding none. His dick was on fire. He gripped the sheets tighter, fighting for control. He wanted to grab Daniel, hurl him on his back, and fuck him into oblivion. He kept frantically telling himself that he was bottoming, and to let Daniel do what he would. It had just been so damned long! He'd forgotten how good it could be with another person in the room, another person touching. He saw flashes behind his eyes and realized that the storm had broken with full fury. Lightning flashes brightening the room every few seconds, thunder booming close behind. It seemed appropriate, somehow.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel bent his head lower and dragged his tongue gently over Jack's entrance, holding on when the man bucked up.</div> <bR> <div> "Jesus, Daniel!"</div> <bR> <div> "Enjoy it, Jack," Daniel answered with a smile, then bent back for another lick.</div> <bR> <div> Jack lay back and tried to decide if he liked it or not. It felt weird, but not bad. He changed his mind when Daniel started tracing designs over the area, pushing the tip of his tongue into the puckered entrance every now and then. It didn't feel weird at all. It felt fucking fantastic.</div> <div> Daniel firmly thrust his tongue in deep, holding it there, letting Jack get used to the feel, then slowly pulling out and pushing back in, relaxing the hole. He finally judged that Jack was as relaxed as this was going to make him and knelt up, reaching for the Vaseline. He dipped three fingers in, coating them thickly, and looked at Jack who was watching him intently, shaking a little from nerves and arousal.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel took a deep breath, trying to calm down. He was going to put his fingers in Jack. He took a few more deep breaths, steadying himself. His dick was throbbing and straining, urging him to just get on with it. He wished fervently that he had jerked off this morning. The sight and feel of Jack responding so completely had him on the edge.</div> <bR> <div> Jack tried to take hold of himself, stop shaking like a virgin. But he was a virgin, and he didn't know what to expect. He'd had men beg him for it, so it must be good. He wanted it, wanted Daniel to just do it, get on with it, stop hesitating. "Growing old here," he growled, and shimmied his hips in invitation.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel snorted and moved his hand behind Jack's balls, bending down at the same time to lick and nibble his cock, hoping to distract him from the initial penetration. His fingers circled the hole, rubbing the jelly in, stimulating the nerves, then he pushed in slowly, at the same time swallowing Jack's cock and sucking hard. There was resistance, and Jack broke out into a light sweat, his muscles clamping down, rejecting the intrusion.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel decided that a little instruction might help. He let Jack's cock fall from his mouth and urged, "Breathe, Jack. Try to relax and let me in."</div> <bR> <div> Jack grunted and breathed out hard, consciously relaxing his sphincter, bearing down.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel grinned. That was the reaction he was looking for. He advanced his finger a little more and felt the second ring of resistance. He held still and gently instructed, "Relax, float."</div> <div> Those two words seemed to be what Jack needed. He relaxed further, letting Daniel in, and sighed with relief when he felt knuckles against his skin. It wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. It burned a little, but nothing he couldn't handle.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel twisted his hand, rotating his finger, and started a slow, rhythmic pumping. It felt better going out than in, but not great. Jack was disappointed. It wasn't as good as he'd been led to believe, but he wasn't giving up yet. This was too important to both him and Daniel.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel saw the expression on Jack's face and smirked. He'd felt the same way the first time he had a finger up his ass. "The pleasure hasn't begun yet, Jack," he assured him. "Trust me."</div> <bR> <div> "I do," Jack answered quickly, and tried to relax further, tried to find a little pleasure in the sensation.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel gently worked a second finger in, twisting and scissoring, loosening the muscles. He stroked deeply a few more times, then found Jack's prostate and grazed it with the gentlest of caresses.</div> <bR> <div> Tingling, electric pulses rushed through Jack. His hips bucked hard. "HOLY SHIT!" he shouted. His eyes flew open and he looked at Daniel in shock.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel grinned. "Like that?"</div> <bR> <div> Jack was too stunned to speak. He just looked at Daniel with round eyes and nodded.</div> <div> Daniel smiled and brushed the gland again, a little harder this time.</div> <bR> <div> Jack writhed around Daniel's fingers, his anus spasming, his cock throbbing. Several brushes later Daniel felt the gland start to quiver under his touch, saw Jack's cock redden, his balls draw up, ready to blow. He quickly grabbed the base of Jack's cock, squeezing hard, trying to stop the orgasm. "Don't come!" he urged. "Fight it, Jack! Wait for me!"</div> <bR> <div> He didn't dare move his fingers, knowing that any extra stimulation would push Jack over the edge.</div> <bR> <div> Jack was precariously balanced on the edge of orgasm, metaphorically cartwheeling his arms, fighting like hell not to fall. He distantly heard Daniel urging him not to come, and fought his way back, panting and sweating from the effort.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel had just decided that it was too late. Jack was going to come no matter what. He bent down to take the pulsing cock in his mouth, to shove him over the edge, give him a mind-blowing orgasm, when Jack regained control.</div> <bR> <div> They both let out a whoosh of air, and panted.</div> <bR> <div> "Thought I'd lost you there, for a minute," Daniel breathed.</div> <bR> <div> "Almost did," Jack growled. He still wanted to come, NEEDED to come.</div> <bR> <div> "Soon," Daniel promised. He carefully withdrew his fingers, avoiding the prostate, and urged Jack over onto his stomach.</div> <bR> <div> "I want to see you," Jack protested.</div> <bR> <div> "Next time," Daniel promised. "It's easier this way for the first time."</div> <bR> <div> Jack grumbled and turned over. Daniel helped him up onto his hands and knees, then grabbed the jar and scooped out a big dollop of jelly. He smeared it over his heated cock, coating it thickly, and spread the rest around and in Jack's entrance, working three fingers in this time. Jack seemed open and loose, but Daniel knew it was still going to be tight. Very tight. He took a deep breath, sent a little prayer to the God of Stamina, shuffled forward holding his cock, and gently pressed against Jack's anus.</div> <bR> <div> Jack tensed. It felt big, huge in fact. It wasn't going to work "Daniel," he said shakily.</div> <bR> <div> "Relax," Daniel murmured encouragingly. "Push back like you did before." He grasped Jack's hips, holding him steady, and pushed his hips forward with a steady, gentle pressure, not thrusting, just pushing.</div> <bR> <div> Jack tried to breathe, relax, but his anal muscles locked up. He groaned and started moving forward, disappointment flooding through him. He just couldn't do it.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel dug his fingers in and moved with him, keeping the pressure steady. "Relax, Jack. Float," he encouraged.</div> <bR> <div> Jack drew in a big breath, and blew it out, dropping his head, letting his shoulders and back relax, his anus open, letting Daniel in.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel slid in an inch and gasped, struggling for control. God, Jack felt good. Hot and tight and wet. He moved a hand up to Jack's back, rubbing, stroking, soothing. He kept pressing forward with his hips, knowing that everything would release soon, soft sounds of encouragement escaping his lips.</div> <bR> <div> Suddenly, it happened, and he slid in, balls deep. Both men groaned, Daniel at the heat and tightness and sheer wonder of being buried inside Jack, Jack at the feeling of stretching and burning and being filled to the brim.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Jack's chest, resting his head on the firm back, and panted, "Jesus, Jack."</div> <bR> <div> Jack groaned in response, fighting to get his breath back.</div> <bR> <div> They stayed like that for a few moments, then Daniel knelt back up and grasped Jack's hips again. He pulled back a few inches, then thrust forward.</div> <bR> <div> Jack clenched around him. Daniel gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay still again, trembling from the effort. When his lover had relaxed again, he repeated the action, a slow withdraw and thrust home. It was a little easier this time. He started stroking, strongly and deeply, but still slowly, carving out the passage. Daniel lost himself in the flood of sensations. The tight, wet heat, the silky slide, the smells of sex, skin, sweat, and ozone from the thunderstorm, the sounds of harsh breathing, gliding skin, booming thunder.</div> <bR> <div> Jack knew what Daniel was doing, had done it himself. He was opening Jack, getting him ready for some serious pounding, and it wasn't bad, but Jack really, really wanted his prostate rubbed again. The angle wasn't quite right, the feeling wasn't what he wanted. He needed to see Daniel as well as feel him, wanted to lock eyes with him. He let Daniel stroke a few more times, until things were sliding smoothly. "Daniel? Stop," he breathed.</div> <bR> <div> Dimly, Daniel heard Jack ask him to stop. He went cold with disappointment. "Jack?" he asked shakily. He didn't know if he <I>could</I> stop.</div> <bR> <div> "Wanna turn over," Jack panted. "Wanna SEE you."</div> <bR> <div> Cold was replaced with a flush of heat and pleasure. "Okay, we'll try it," he gasped.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel pulled out, and groaned at the loss of connection. Jack collapsed under him and squirmed around, getting onto his back, grabbed his knees and pulled his thighs up to his chest, granting access.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel eagerly grabbed his cock and placed it back at Jack's entrance, sliding in easily this time. </div> <div> Jack grunted and wrapped his legs around Daniel's hips, pulling him forward. Daniel fell onto his elbows and breathed. He pulled back, then thrust forward. Jack canted his hips down a bit. The next stroke slid deliciously over his prostate. Wonderful, electric tingles shot through him again. "Sonofabitch!" he gasped. "Yes, Daniel! There!"</div> <bR> <div> Daniel's gaze raked over Jack, taking in the flush of his skin, the quivering of his muscles, the grimace of pleasure on his face. His eyes found Jack's, and their gazes locked. They moved in harmony, slowly working toward completion.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel was getting close, felt his balls draw up tighter. He leaned his weight on one elbow, moved his other hand down to Jack's weeping cock, grasping it firmly, and started stroking in time to his thrusts.</div> <bR> <div> Each thrust and stroke brought Jack higher and higher, closer to the edge. The buildup was incredible, the release earth shattering. His whole body orgasmed, his toes curled, his stomach clenched, every muscle locking, but it was more than that. He felt a crush of emotion, a deep rush of love and connection. The whole experience was hard and deep and devastating. </div> <div> Daniel felt it begin, saw it on Jack's face, and leaned forward, capturing Jack's mouth is a deep, searing kiss, swallowing the moans. His hand stopped stroking and started squeezing, drawing it out. He felt the flood of semen and fell into his own orgasm, Jack's clenching muscles milking him, finishing him.</div> <bR> <div> They shook together, struggling for breath. Inescapably, it was over and Daniel collapsed, letting his weight rest on Jack. Eventually, he had enough strength to rise back up on his elbows. He rested his forehead against Jack's and just breathed, shaking from the intensity of it all. He heard Jack murmur soothingly, felt hands caress his back, and opened his eyes to look.</div> <bR> <div> Jack was looking back at him.</div> <bR> <div> "Hey there," Daniel said softly, and bent for a soft, sweet kiss.</div> <bR> <div> Jack rolled them onto their sides. They caressed and petted and kissed, easing each other down from the high. They both slipped into sleep, limbs entangled, not willing to let go just yet. </div> <div> Another thunderstorm woke them later that evening.</div> <bR> <div> "Sleepy head," Jack whispered affectionately, and rubbed his nose against Daniel's.</div> <bR> <div> "Hey! You passed out too!" Daniel said indignantly.</div> <bR> <div> "That I did," Jack agreed easily.</div> <bR> <div> "Jack," Daniel said hesitantly. "Would. . . would you do it again? For me?"</div> <bR> <div> "No," Jack answered firmly, then laughed at Daniel's expression. "I'll do it for me."</div> <bR> <div> "Oh . . . OH!" Daniel smiled, Jack's answer slowly filtering through to his sleepy brain.</div> <bR> <div> "Not any time soon, though," Jack warned, wincing as he moved. His ass hurt.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel smirked. "A shower will help. We both could use one, anyway."</div> <bR> <div> They got up and padded into the bathroom. Jack adjusted the water and they both got in, soaping up, enjoying the smooth glide of soapy skin. They rinsed, dried, and dressed in comfortable sweats.</div> <bR> <div> "I worked up quite an appetite, and I need to replace body fluids," Jack said with a straight face. </div> <div> Daniel snorted. "Seems like I did all the work."</div> <bR> <div> "Well then, you need to replace fluids too," Jack said, gathering him in for a quick kiss.</div> <bR> <div> They ordered pizza and grabbed a few beers, sat on the couch and put in a movie. Nothing had changed, yet everything had. They were still comfortable, still easy, but intimate, closer.</div> <bR> <div> The movie ended with them lying on the couch, comfortably entangled, laughing uproariously at the comedy. Jack disentangled himself and got up, grabbed the plates and headed into the kitchen for a quick clean up. Daniel followed and hopped up on the counter, close to the sink, talking animatedly about the movie, keeping Jack company while he washed the dishes. </div> <div> Jack finished, dried his hands, and looked over at Daniel. He felt his pulse quicken and his dick lurch. Daniel looked warm and happy and sated.</div> <bR> <div> Daniel took in Jack's look and grabbed the waist band of his sweats, pulling him to stand between his legs, and wrapped them around Jack's waist. He reached out and pulled Jack's head in for a slow, deep kiss.</div> <bR> <div> "I love you, Jack," he said softly.</div> <bR> <div> "I love you back," Jack whispered against his lips.</div> <bR> <div> Jack pulled back and looked into Daniel's eyes. "I want you to move some of your stuff in. Not everything," he cautioned. "We need to be careful, but I want you in my space."</div> <bR> <div> "I want to be in your space," Daniel answered. 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