The Wall
by elfin
It could have been any fucking planet.
It just happened to be their own.
Backing away from Jack, from his feral grin and his predatory approach,
Daniel huffed as his ass hit the cold brick wall of the narrow alley.
"Jack...?"
"You said you wanted me."
Couldn't argue with that.
Jack kept on coming until the toe of his boot collided with Daniel's.
Reaching one arm around the slim waist, chocolate eyes met sky blue for just
a moment.
Smiling, Jack leaned in. Tightening his hold, he tipped his head to
one side and breathed hotly across the smooth skin of Daniel's neck.
Sliding both arms around Jack's waist, under his jacket, Daniel dropped
his head back against the damp wall, giving Jack's lips and teeth better
access to his throat. A free hand also took advantage, insinuating
itself between them, stroking Daniel's thigh obscenely before cupping over
the bulge at his groin and squeezing gently.
Daniel's breath caught in his throat, turning his intended moan into a strangled
grunt.
Jack smiled against the hot skin beneath his lips and lifted his head.
When Daniel opened his mouth to ask what was wrong, Jack covered it with his
own and thrust his tongue inside.
The kiss went deep, both men desperate to taste, to know, to own the other.
They were intoxicated, getting off on the sheer sexuality of the moment.
Emboldened, Daniel pushed one hand passed the waistband of Jack's pants
into the warm space between material and skin. He spread his fingers
over one tight cheek, gripping the firm muscle in a vice-like hold.
Jack groaned, unconsciously clenching his buttocks and surging forward, locking
his own hand between them.
It was a few seconds' struggle to get Daniel's zipper down, slip the button
through the hole and reach into the man's underwear. Hot flesh jumped
into his palm, surprising him for a moment by its weight, by the reality of
it.
But the mere fact that he was holding - no, stroking - another man's cock
didn't stand a chance against the aching arousal in his groin.
Daniel was making his other hand useful, free Jack's erection, pumping it
with the same silky force with which Jack was handling him.
Desperate for air, both of them pulled back from the kiss. The back
of Daniel's head collided with the wall as Jack immediately went for the front
of his neck. A rough tongue licked over his Adam's Apple and down into
the hollow of his throat.
Fingers enthusiastically grasping Jack's ass, Daniel matched the other's
rhythm as they massaged one another to climax.
The idea of this being so public was driving Jack as wild as his lover's
hand. Anyone could walk around the corner and see this fucking gorgeous
man with his fingers wrapped around the exposed dick of a US Air Force Colonel.
Wanting - needing - more, Jack tore Daniel's shirt open at the top, popping
two buttons to reveal pale, smooth skin. He went at it with his lips,
his tongue, his teeth, his whole damn mouth. He let tiny red bites as
if marking his territory and when he reached one hard nipple, he made Daniel
scream.
Survival instinct made him cover his lover's mouth with his hand.
Something dark, something buried so deep he didn't think he'd ever felt
it before, curled around the base of his cock and made lurid suggestions
to his brain. His eyes fell on the vulnerable throat, the rapid breaths
being pulled in. But before he could act, before he could hurt, Daniel
sucked three of his fingers into that hot mouth.
The dark thing vanished and Jack could only stare as full lips suckled on
his long digits. Blue eyes danced with mischief, dark with desire as
Jack felt Daniel's tongue leaving scolding paths along his fingers, one by
one. He imagined that incredible mouth on his cock, imagined those lips
stretched around him as he buried himself to the root.
Glancing up he looked at Daniel's messed up hair, at the silky, sandy strands.
He could almost feel them carding through his fingers as he pictured himself
holding his lover in place, sliding back and forth over his lips and along
his tongue into his throat.
His fingers were released and Jack instantly moved to claim another kiss.
As his mouth met Daniel's he heard his name spoken in a low caress and suddenly
he could feel nothing but the orgasm rocking his body in his lover's strong
arms.
He didn't realise Daniel had joined him until he came back to himself and
felt the sticky mess on his own hand where he was still stroking the softening
cock. Easing off but not letting go, he coaxed as long an orgasm as
he could from his lover, smiling as Daniel's head came to rest against his
shoulder.
"Jack...."
"Daniel.... Danny...."
His knees were complaining about the lack of respect now, and Jack had the
urge to laugh. What the hell had they just done?! How old were
they?
"Just couldn't wait," Daniel explained to him sheepishly.
"You weren't the only one." Jack wrapped his arms around the other
man for a long moment, just holding him close.
"I'd waited forever to hear you say it."
"Got sick of waiting, huh?"
"I didn't think you'd hear me."
Closing his eyes, bringing his clean hand up to stroke it over Daniel's
hair, Jack sighed. He released it all, the yearning, the wanting, the
lonely jerking off in the shower every morning. He had his own personal
archaeologist to take home with him now. He assumed....
"Erm, Daniel? When you said you wanted me...."
"This wasn't exactly what I was referring to, but it's a good start."
Standing back just one step, Jack smiled at Daniel's rumpled appearance.
"I do get to take you home, right?"
"I certainly hope so! I need a shower."
"Good." He let out a small, relived sigh. "Good." Tucking
himself away, glancing at Daniel as he did the same, Jack indicated his truck
parked at the end of the alley. "Shall we?"
They walked as nonchalantly as possible to the jeep, shoulders touching,
backs of their hands brushing against one another. Jack hooked Daniel's
index finger with his own and kept a loose hold on it.
Unlocking the vehicle, Jack hauled himself into the driver's seat and marvelled
at the grace with which Daniel settled his gorgeous ass next to him.
"Do I get to keep you?"
Instead of the slap he was expecting, Daniel just shrugged.
"If you want."
Jack stared. "Cool." With an amazed laugh, he started the engine
and pulled away from the curb.
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