Short Stories 8

Blackout

by BlueLotus

URL: http://www.stargateslash.com/asb/blotus/shorts08.php
Summary: Jack drops in on Daniel during a blackout
Info: This is a word challenge entry for SSD. Thanks to Marah for her fast beta!

Ultimately, Jack blamed Levi's.

Yep, if it wasn't for Levi's, he was sure that he'd still be in complete control of his... urges, where his young lover was concerned. But as it happens, Jack is a weak man, and all it took was a dog-eared, worn little pair of Levi cut-offs that sent his libido flying higher than a Goa'uld Mother-ship and his self-control plummeting faster than you could say Kree!

To set the scene; it wasn't raining, but the electrical storm hummed in the night air, lightning flashes brightened the black sky every now and then, and the occasional rolling crackle of thunder promised an eminent deluge. The power in the city had suffered and had cut out, leaving Colorado Springs in darkness. Jack had been en route to Daniel's apartment when the street lamps switched off, making the rest of his journey fraught with jittery and nervous drivers. By the time he'd reached the apartment block, Jack's own nerves were frazzled too!

Using his keys, Jack let himself into Daniel's building, juggling the pile of reference books he'd brought with him - by request of the younger man, and ambled doggedly up the eight flights of stairs to Daniel's floor. Why he had to live in the loft, Jack didn't know, and he cursed whatever reasons with each and every single step.

Reaching the apartment, Jack dumped the books unceremoniously on the floor and wheezed for a moment. His key slid into the lock with a clink and he opened the door... and that's when he saw them...

Stretched tightly across the perfect globes of Daniel's ass, low enough to see the dimples at the base of his spine, and ragged rips over the seat where the back pockets used to be... a pair of well worn, washed out Levi cut-off's. Jack knew they were Levi's by the way the rough leather patch tempted him from where it all but hung on the waistband.

Jack's tongue fell out.

Daniel was stretched up on his tiptoes - bare tiptoes, Jack noted, trying to reach a candle on the top of his refrigerator. His tattered old university T-shirt rode up high, revealing inches of soft skin. Jack cleared his throat.

"Oh, hi, Jack!" Daniel startled and spun around. "Thanks for coming, did you bring...?"

Jack moved and nudged the pile of books into the hallway with his foot, closing the door after them

"Jack," Daniel reprimanded softly as his books slid across the floor. He looked up to tick Jack off and blinked at the pure dark unadulterated lust glittering in his eyes. Daniel involuntarily took a step back. "Jack?"

In three seconds flat, Jack had Daniel pinned against the cool door of the refrigerator. "What the fuck are you wearing?" he growled, his demanding breath moist against Daniel's ear.

"Wh-what?" the younger man swallowed hard, skin flushing as the scrape of Jack's leather jacket teased and rubbed.

"These," Jack hissed, hands and fingers digging into the worn denim on Daniel's ass. "God, Danny, so fucking sexy... I'm gonna fuck you right here!"

"Oh, god," Daniel moaned at the dirty promised filled words, and then he opened wide to Jack's forceful and demanding mouth.

Jack's sex drive had taken over, and it was out of control. Just seeing Daniel in those little slutty Levi cut-off's... Jack didn't stand a chance! He kissed his young lover, devouring him, tongue driving deep, wildly licking everywhere it could reach. He soaked in all the sexy moans and breathy gasps of desperation that Daniel was making. His hands pulled and grabbed at those well worn, tatty denim's, ripping the holes already in them even wider...

"Geez, baby, I have to have you... right now," Jack grated out, his voice strained and urgent, roughly turning Daniel around and pressing the full length of his body along the broad muscular back. "Need to fuck you, need to... need to..."

Daniel, gasping at the pressure of Jack's body, writhed and squirmed. He was so turned on by what was going on that his mind tuned in to nothing but Jack's deep husky voice and his desperate touches. Jack was on fire, and he was burning Daniel alive. His hands gripped the sides of the refrigerator as Jack suddenly kicked his legs apart.

"Fuck," Daniel moaned, his head falling back. He heard the metallic chink of a zipper and sucked in a harsh breath when Jack thrust two spit slick fingers into his hole.

"Got that right, baby," Jack grunted into Daniel's neck, his hand pumping faster and faster. "You're getting fucked, Danny... Hard."

"Oh god," Daniel gasped as Jack's hand pushed its way inside the front of Daniel's shorts and gripped the hardness within. "Fuck, Jack!"

The heat of Jack's warm palm on his dick disappeared as suddenly as it came and Daniel moaned in quiet frustration.

"East baby, just getting the butter," Jack cooed softly into the younger mans ear.

"B-butter?" What? Was Jack hungry or something?

It turned out to be 'something' as Daniel's sex fuzzed mind caught up when he felt the greasy coated blunt head of Jack's rock hard cock nudge at his hole.

Jack's hands parted Daniel's butt cheeks through the ripped denim and he slid home. "Ah, fuck, Danny," he growled through clenched teeth. "So fucking tight... So fucking GOOD!"

A long hoarse groan forced its way out of Daniel's throat as his hole stretched around his lover's hot, throbbing dick. His knuckles turned white as they gripped the refrigerator harder, his legs shook hard at the feel; the intensity of Jack inside him.

Jack covered Daniel's hands on the cold metal sides of the appliance and circled his hips, screwing the last inch or two of his dick in deeper. Daniel gasped.

The smell of sex and the scent of leather from Jack's jacket filled Daniel's nostrils and he breathed it in deeply, drowning in the heady mix. His mind swam, his body thrummed, and then Jack thrust his hips hard and he cried out.

Jack had perfect aim!

"Like that?" Jack breathed hotly against Daniel's face, his hips pulling back and thrusting in hard again.

Daniel flung his head back as his prostate was assaulted once more. "Shit, God, YES!"

"You ready?" Jack didn't wait for an answer and bit down on Daniel's exposed neck before pumping his hips hard and fast.

The refrigerator shook as the two men fucked against it, grunts and groans and colourful language filling the small kitchen as they raced each other towards completion...

"Fucking slutty shorts, Danny," Jack growled as he ground his hips, his dick torturing Daniel's prostate. "Made me so hot, so horny for you..."

"Nghhhnn..."

"Gonna shoot my come so deep in your ass, make you mine..."

"Fuck!"

"Jee-sus," Jack stuttered as the heat of Daniel's ass gripped him, threatened to rip his orgasm from him any moment. "Gonna come inside you then tear your fucking slutty shorts off with my teeth and suck it right back out again!"

The filthy words poured like molten lust from Jack's positively dirty mouth and Daniel cried out Jack's name, clenched his ass muscles and came inside his shorts, the hot semen soaking the denim and matting his pubic hair.

"God damnit, Dannnnnn-IEL! FUCK!" Jack cursed as his dick was squeezed, his balls drew up, and he roared out his orgasm as he spilled into his lover.

Harsh panting replaced the grunts and groans in the small room as the two men fought to come down from their high.

"God, Jack," Daniel whispered breathlessly. He let his head hang in between his arms, the sweat dripping steadily from his nose and splashing on the floor. He sucked in a sharp breath when he felt Jack plunge his hand back inside his semen soaked shorts.

Jack pulled back, his softened dick slipping out of Daniel's hole with a wet plopping sound. "Hmmm, you feel sticky," he murmured as he fingered Daniel's spent cock.

"Ja-ack," Daniel squirmed, the aftershocks of his orgasm making him overly sensitive.

Hooking his fingers of his other hand over the waist band of the denim shorts, Jack slid down Daniel's body, clamped his teeth on the rough material and roughly ripped them down. Daniel gasped and fell forward, his nipples hardening as they rubbed against the cold steel of the refrigerator.

"Fuck, Jack," he yelped, and then mewled helplessly when a hot wet hard tongue forced its way inside his ass.

Vibrations tantalized Daniel's balls as Jack hummed his pleasure. His lover's tongue reached deep, his mouth teased, until every last drop of come was sucked back out, and Daniel could take no more.

Legs shaking, knees buckling, Daniel sagged to the floor completely spent. Jack crawled over him and took his panting mouth in a deep kiss. Daniel sighed. He could taste himself-could taste Jack too, and that erotic thought wakened the passion again and he devoured his lover, kissing him with wild abandon.

A moment or two later, the men sat side by side on the kitchen floor, backs propped up against the refrigerator, lips kiss-swollen and dicks sated and happy. Daniel's dog-eared Levi denim cut-offs were now in tatters and Jack was looking very smug.

"Where the fuck did you get those?" Jack asked, pointing to the faded blue rag covering Daniel's groin.

Daniel fingered the tattered material. "These? Oh, bottom of my closet." He smiled sheepishly. "I need to do some laundry."

"Not on my account you don't," Jack grinned remembering when he arrived and saw Daniel in his sexy fuck-me denim shorts.

Daniel grinned back and waggled his eyebrows. "I have a really tight leather pair too, if you're interested." He watched amused as Jack's pupils grew wide with lust.

"Damn right I am!" Jack growled, got up and grabbed his lover, tattered denim shorts too, and dragged him into the bedroom.

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