May I Join In
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S through Z › Torchwood
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
4,658
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Torchwood, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
May I Join In pt.1
AN: his is my first Jantosh story more importantly my first Torchwood I mostly do Doctor Who. *No Pun Intended Or Did I ;)* Please feel free to leave elaborate comments to me. Except for ones about Tosh and Owen being dead. Trust me I know and haven't even seen the episode. Anybody ever felt if only cloning were legal??? I think I'd clone my own personal Gareth and JB for experiments and my dog would also be super smart just enough to cook his own food. Think of the CCTV part of the story as happening after They Keep Killing Susie but before Jack and John's reunion scene in Kiss Kiss Bang Bang.
AN: April 18,2008 Will add more in the next few days been working with renewed interest in my other fic 1969. Up next some threesome action and a first time flashback for two characters.
May I Join In
Ianto Jones sat at his desk and sighed nearly everybody with the oh so common exception of Tosh had gone out for the evening. Owen home to brood and watch tv and Gwen to Rhys and God knows what they do. Jack left on some kind of personal errand so here he was in his tourist office though being a front he had to say he had become quiet proud of in the short time that he had been at Torchwood three.
After putting up new updated brochures and filing away the old ones he sighed before settling down in his chair. Miscellaneous buttons held his desks hidden features one that he adored so much was the computer he specially put in for himself so he could view or “erase” any “necessary” CCTV from the night before and just in case someone stumbled upon his secret computer and used it he kept a set removable hard drives to keep anyone from being surprised. He searched for a certain date on his hard drive.
C:Program FilesWeevil Hunter IIIVMoviesGamesGame FootageRealtime Video
CCTV: Ianto had left his desk right as Gwen walked out of the hub and looked around for Jack. With Jack nowhere in sight he went to Jack’s office and found a note hanging on a light fixture from the ceiling.
Come find me if you can ;)
You’ve got five minutes!
Jack
P.S. XXX
Ianto stared at the note before taking it down he’d have a talk later about hanging things. Mmmmmmm…hanging things. Clearing his mind he projected outwards and felt Jack instantly following his mind he discovered a hidden weight room in the hub. There in the corner was Jack shirtless tanned and toned to perfection with just a hint of oil mixed with sweat covering him a small huff of breath escaped Ianto’s throat. He watched the bar of the weight go down and touch Jacks chest before rising quickly up only to fall back down just as fast.
Like a beauty a grace he had never known before he was so entranced by the sight he didn’t really notice anything else but Jack. After a while Jack sat up and looked at him taking in Ianto’s dark eyes he formulated a quick plan in his mind and was glad he’d still kept the pants from his teenage years. “Would you please get dressed and join me already Mr. Jones…I hate when my work out partners are late.” Ianto looked to his left and found bottoms, a brand new pair of Nikes and no top then went to change. The locker room had a mirror that took up an entire room which he couldn’t help but look into as he changed. Slipping on the fabric itself was a wonderful feeling he’d never felt a fabric like it. Smooth like silk and velvet, soft like cashmere, clingy like spandex with a leather like look.
As Ianto turned this way and that in the mirror he sighed a deeply defeated sigh he’d never look any where near as good as Jack no did he think he look anywhere near as good as one of Jack’s lovers should. Sure he was fit and trim but that’s by human standards…not that Jack wasn’t…he turned and his butt seemed to be a bit bigger than normal and he had signs of back fat. ”But that’s okay…right? Jack still desires me. He may flirt with anything with a beautiful body structure but he’s with me almost every night. What’s he doing those other nights?” Ianto thought about how Jack and Gwen constantly flirted making more than just eyes at each other and oh God the way he stared after Tosh on Halloween when he called her in from a party after not being able to get anyone to go on a recon mission with him. Just the three of them and he could practically feel Jacks lust as she pranced around in those stilettos and her breasts all boosted up by that infuriating tight black leather corset showing off her tiny little waist. Her bum visible underneath the short leather skirt. Jack only had him here because he couldn’t have the others on a daily basis.
He tried to take off those bottoms that were so comfortable politely but they wouldn’t come off. They just clung onto him he then noticed he had a raging hard on and he knew Jack was behind this. Oh behind The damn torture device he wore on his lower half tightened and he noted it was after he thought about something sex related. He wished he could fuck up Jack’s whole and they tightened again at the mere thought of the word fuck. He stormed out of the locker room and was going to demand that Jack tell him what the hell was going on when he was stopped dead in his tracks by what he considers a glorious sight to be held.
Jack was presenting himself to Ianto his bare ass high in the air never had he ever did this before muscles taught in anticipation waiting to be claimed which he imagined wasn’t an easy thing for Jack to let people do he had to trust them just as much as they trusted him. Dark lust filled things crossed his mind and he had the most intense hunger pain he’d ever had and it wasn’t for any food he could think of. He caressed Jack’s left ass cheek and he felt an overwhelming sense of trust, need and lust but what clung in the air the most was vulnerability, desire and love. Tears rolled out of his eyes Jack was up in a half heart beat holding his new found treasure he didn’t want to see the younger man cry not after all he’d been through sensing distress he stopped crying he had to tell Jack the truth. “Jack…”he said so softly the older man thought he was just breathing. His heart skipped a beat (which hurt like hell for it to be thrown off its natural rhythm) and looked into his eyes they were so blue so very blue. “Jack…I’m an empath.” Jack was a little thrown at first but it sank in very quickly as he claimed his lovers lips. Pouring all his emotions into that kiss nearly sent Ianto to his knees and would have if Jack hadn’t stopped him from falling. Ianto returned the kiss eagerly wanting nothing in the world right now but this man in front of him he had to find a place for them to lay because he flat out refused to go back to Jack’s bunk until he got a decent bed. He’d saw a large leather sofa in the locker room when he was in there with a little suggestion he could get them in there on the sofa.
The word sofa didn’t fit as he looked at the bed like thing in front of him it was more like a piece of art in truth you couldn’t call it a bed or a sofa but a marvel of a creation that combined the two together with a blanket made of leather and black silk sheets later. Their love nest became out of focus to him as he watched the man in the center prep himself for his lover the very sight made Ianto want to cum. While Jack was not his first male lover he was his second and that made Ianto nervous because throughout his first relationship with that man he’d always been the bottom mainly because he liked being on the receiving end of a nice hard cock but because his nature leaned towards the submissive type. Sure he’d been dominant but that was with women after he’d moved away from home.
“I’m ready for you Sir!” he snapped out of his trance Jack had just called him Sir. Sliding between his lovers legs he made sure to brush himself against Jack’s cock and positioned himself at Jack’s entrance….End CCTV
A small sound had taken hold of Ianto’s attention he didn’t know when he started stroking his cock hell he didn’t even remember taking off his trousers but he had and he was wanking away in front of a very horny co-worker. Toshiko stood staring at his now purplish red member in his fist and she couldn’t hide any signs of her lust for him. He noted her flushed cheeks and her erect nipples not to mention the soaked seat of her jeans. “I think we could both benefit from our compromising positions. Would you agree?” She simply nodded her head as he got up and walked away past her. She simply followed slave to her most primal of needs the need to fuck.
They were best known for being private people who worked at Torchwood keeping to themselves not blabbing around about their sex lives and they understood each other’s loneliness but now the were reduced to just a simple need. No tender kisses just stripping of clothing and a single look of consent before he slammed home. This was balls slapping, back scratching, rug burn sex someone was going to have a terrible set of bruises tomorrow. He held her legs as he watched himself fuck her mercilessly disappearing in and out of her tight wet pussy tits bouncing as she moved about wantonly. Her walls clamped down onto his cock as she had her first orgasm that he slammed past with a fury glistening in sweat he traced her lush curves with his detail noting eyes something he could have sworn he saw out of the corner of his eye made him cum violently shooting in cum into Tosh’s already wet and tight pussy his spunk oozing down her thighs. He dropped beside Tosh huffing for breath when a tall dark shadow fell over them both.
“Mind if I join in?”
AN: April 18,2008 Will add more in the next few days been working with renewed interest in my other fic 1969. Up next some threesome action and a first time flashback for two characters.
May I Join In
Ianto Jones sat at his desk and sighed nearly everybody with the oh so common exception of Tosh had gone out for the evening. Owen home to brood and watch tv and Gwen to Rhys and God knows what they do. Jack left on some kind of personal errand so here he was in his tourist office though being a front he had to say he had become quiet proud of in the short time that he had been at Torchwood three.
After putting up new updated brochures and filing away the old ones he sighed before settling down in his chair. Miscellaneous buttons held his desks hidden features one that he adored so much was the computer he specially put in for himself so he could view or “erase” any “necessary” CCTV from the night before and just in case someone stumbled upon his secret computer and used it he kept a set removable hard drives to keep anyone from being surprised. He searched for a certain date on his hard drive.
C:Program FilesWeevil Hunter IIIVMoviesGamesGame FootageRealtime Video
CCTV: Ianto had left his desk right as Gwen walked out of the hub and looked around for Jack. With Jack nowhere in sight he went to Jack’s office and found a note hanging on a light fixture from the ceiling.
Come find me if you can ;)
You’ve got five minutes!
Jack
P.S. XXX
Ianto stared at the note before taking it down he’d have a talk later about hanging things. Mmmmmmm…hanging things. Clearing his mind he projected outwards and felt Jack instantly following his mind he discovered a hidden weight room in the hub. There in the corner was Jack shirtless tanned and toned to perfection with just a hint of oil mixed with sweat covering him a small huff of breath escaped Ianto’s throat. He watched the bar of the weight go down and touch Jacks chest before rising quickly up only to fall back down just as fast.
Like a beauty a grace he had never known before he was so entranced by the sight he didn’t really notice anything else but Jack. After a while Jack sat up and looked at him taking in Ianto’s dark eyes he formulated a quick plan in his mind and was glad he’d still kept the pants from his teenage years. “Would you please get dressed and join me already Mr. Jones…I hate when my work out partners are late.” Ianto looked to his left and found bottoms, a brand new pair of Nikes and no top then went to change. The locker room had a mirror that took up an entire room which he couldn’t help but look into as he changed. Slipping on the fabric itself was a wonderful feeling he’d never felt a fabric like it. Smooth like silk and velvet, soft like cashmere, clingy like spandex with a leather like look.
As Ianto turned this way and that in the mirror he sighed a deeply defeated sigh he’d never look any where near as good as Jack no did he think he look anywhere near as good as one of Jack’s lovers should. Sure he was fit and trim but that’s by human standards…not that Jack wasn’t…he turned and his butt seemed to be a bit bigger than normal and he had signs of back fat. ”But that’s okay…right? Jack still desires me. He may flirt with anything with a beautiful body structure but he’s with me almost every night. What’s he doing those other nights?” Ianto thought about how Jack and Gwen constantly flirted making more than just eyes at each other and oh God the way he stared after Tosh on Halloween when he called her in from a party after not being able to get anyone to go on a recon mission with him. Just the three of them and he could practically feel Jacks lust as she pranced around in those stilettos and her breasts all boosted up by that infuriating tight black leather corset showing off her tiny little waist. Her bum visible underneath the short leather skirt. Jack only had him here because he couldn’t have the others on a daily basis.
He tried to take off those bottoms that were so comfortable politely but they wouldn’t come off. They just clung onto him he then noticed he had a raging hard on and he knew Jack was behind this. Oh behind The damn torture device he wore on his lower half tightened and he noted it was after he thought about something sex related. He wished he could fuck up Jack’s whole and they tightened again at the mere thought of the word fuck. He stormed out of the locker room and was going to demand that Jack tell him what the hell was going on when he was stopped dead in his tracks by what he considers a glorious sight to be held.
Jack was presenting himself to Ianto his bare ass high in the air never had he ever did this before muscles taught in anticipation waiting to be claimed which he imagined wasn’t an easy thing for Jack to let people do he had to trust them just as much as they trusted him. Dark lust filled things crossed his mind and he had the most intense hunger pain he’d ever had and it wasn’t for any food he could think of. He caressed Jack’s left ass cheek and he felt an overwhelming sense of trust, need and lust but what clung in the air the most was vulnerability, desire and love. Tears rolled out of his eyes Jack was up in a half heart beat holding his new found treasure he didn’t want to see the younger man cry not after all he’d been through sensing distress he stopped crying he had to tell Jack the truth. “Jack…”he said so softly the older man thought he was just breathing. His heart skipped a beat (which hurt like hell for it to be thrown off its natural rhythm) and looked into his eyes they were so blue so very blue. “Jack…I’m an empath.” Jack was a little thrown at first but it sank in very quickly as he claimed his lovers lips. Pouring all his emotions into that kiss nearly sent Ianto to his knees and would have if Jack hadn’t stopped him from falling. Ianto returned the kiss eagerly wanting nothing in the world right now but this man in front of him he had to find a place for them to lay because he flat out refused to go back to Jack’s bunk until he got a decent bed. He’d saw a large leather sofa in the locker room when he was in there with a little suggestion he could get them in there on the sofa.
The word sofa didn’t fit as he looked at the bed like thing in front of him it was more like a piece of art in truth you couldn’t call it a bed or a sofa but a marvel of a creation that combined the two together with a blanket made of leather and black silk sheets later. Their love nest became out of focus to him as he watched the man in the center prep himself for his lover the very sight made Ianto want to cum. While Jack was not his first male lover he was his second and that made Ianto nervous because throughout his first relationship with that man he’d always been the bottom mainly because he liked being on the receiving end of a nice hard cock but because his nature leaned towards the submissive type. Sure he’d been dominant but that was with women after he’d moved away from home.
“I’m ready for you Sir!” he snapped out of his trance Jack had just called him Sir. Sliding between his lovers legs he made sure to brush himself against Jack’s cock and positioned himself at Jack’s entrance….End CCTV
A small sound had taken hold of Ianto’s attention he didn’t know when he started stroking his cock hell he didn’t even remember taking off his trousers but he had and he was wanking away in front of a very horny co-worker. Toshiko stood staring at his now purplish red member in his fist and she couldn’t hide any signs of her lust for him. He noted her flushed cheeks and her erect nipples not to mention the soaked seat of her jeans. “I think we could both benefit from our compromising positions. Would you agree?” She simply nodded her head as he got up and walked away past her. She simply followed slave to her most primal of needs the need to fuck.
They were best known for being private people who worked at Torchwood keeping to themselves not blabbing around about their sex lives and they understood each other’s loneliness but now the were reduced to just a simple need. No tender kisses just stripping of clothing and a single look of consent before he slammed home. This was balls slapping, back scratching, rug burn sex someone was going to have a terrible set of bruises tomorrow. He held her legs as he watched himself fuck her mercilessly disappearing in and out of her tight wet pussy tits bouncing as she moved about wantonly. Her walls clamped down onto his cock as she had her first orgasm that he slammed past with a fury glistening in sweat he traced her lush curves with his detail noting eyes something he could have sworn he saw out of the corner of his eye made him cum violently shooting in cum into Tosh’s already wet and tight pussy his spunk oozing down her thighs. He dropped beside Tosh huffing for breath when a tall dark shadow fell over them both.
“Mind if I join in?”