The Boys From Tennessee
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G through L › Lost
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
61
Views:
2,687
Reviews:
39
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Lost, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Experienced
The Boys From Tennessee
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Jack & Peter talk, Peter discloses some of his sexual past.
Author: Chissy_Rose
Author’s Notes/Disclaimer: They’re not mine, I don’t own them. No infringement intended.
The Boys From Tennessee
Chapter 11 (11/60)
Experienced
Sawyer left right after breakfast to go check on his tent and stuff at the beach. He’d told Peter it might be very late before he was back that evening. Jack returned in a couple of hours to check on Peter, give him antibiotics and apply a couple of new dressings. He decided to not recover his eye but rather let it be uncovered and dry in the air.
“So how’re my injuries all looking Doc?” Peter asked.
“Well the swelling has gone down a lot, but you’re not back to your handsome self just yet. The black eyes and broken nose are still real black and blue. You’re breathing okay I guess. Can you tolerate me checking your nose?”
“I guess I’ll have to if you’re gonna tell me how it’s doing,” Peter said hesitantly.
Jack lifted his head and directed where he wanted it with two fingers. “Stay still and hold onto something. This may hurt some,” Jack instructed.
“You know you make me real nervous when you say something like that Jack,” Peter said as he grabbed hold of the bedding. Jack carefully removed the splinting from his face and very gently tried moving the nose to check it. “Owwww! Shit! Owwww!” Peter hollered as he just about tore the bedding off the bed.
“Sorry,” Jack said, “but it looks like it is doing well. No more nose bleeds or discharges since the first night?
“No, I’ll be glad to get rid of the splint though.”
Jack put his hand on Peter’s thigh and rested it there. “Well, we need to leave it on for a little bit longer. You didn’t have any signs of septal hematoma when I first examined you and there haven’t been any additional signs of it, which is a good thing. If you want to see about getting a shower today, I can leave it off and come back later tonight and put it back on. I don’t want you scrubbing your head wound or your eye yet. Still need to be very careful with both of them.”
“I’ll be real careful. I would love to have a shower that would be great.”
“Maybe you better have either Sawyer or I help you wash your hair and scalp, just to be on the safe side. Just let one of us know when you want to get your shower,” Jack paused. “You two seem awfully tight all of a sudden… Anything I should know?” Jack felt like he was prying but he was curious to know if Sawyer had anything to do with Peter being upset earlier. Sawyer could be slick, smooth and seductive when he wanted to be.
Peter smiled, “You mean other than getting a great blowjob from him the other night?”
Jack blushed, “Well, I guess that would tend to make you more intimate.” Jack moved his hand on Peter’s thigh gently and watched for any reaction. Peter was aware of Jack’s every touch.
“We’ve just been talking and together a lot. We’ve got a lot in common. We’re both from the same county in Tennessee and I think we both have had a tough past.”
“Yeah,” Jack interjected, “but you’re not alike in other ways. Sawyer tries to drive most people away or to a comfortable distance for him. He seems to live to piss people off. It’s almost like he’s trying to goad people into hurting him sometimes. Especially me.”
“He hasn’t tried to drive me off yet, but I have tried to dissuade him about me,” Peter spoke quietly.
Jack reached up and caressed the side of Peter’s face. Peter unconsciously leaned into it. “You, however, seem to draw people to yourself. You’ve got a lot of charisma and southern charm – when you’re having a better week. I think most people are attracted to you to the point you get yourself in trouble.”
Peter nodded slowly maintaining eye contact with Jack, “You’re right; I get into trouble a lot. I’ve never let normal boundaries stop me, and I’ll do risky things sometimes that most people won’t.” Jack moved his hand to the side of Peter’s face and stroked his thumb to and from his mouth. Peter was breathing a little faster.
“You’re in your mid-twenties right? What’ve you done that was so wild or risky? Tell me…” Jack eased his hand to the side of Peter’s neck still moving very slowly, pushing his collar open.
“I’ve done a lot of things Jack. Way more than most guys my age. And until we crashed here and I ran out of condoms, I’ve been good about using them.”
“Well, that sounds careful, not wild. Give me some specifics.” Jack smiled broadly, he had Peter blushing and he was enjoying this.
“I’ve done so much I don’t know where to start.”
“Start anywhere, if you’re so experienced.”
“Well, you know I’m bisexual.”
“So you’ve said.”
“I’ve had a lot of one-time stands with men and women both. I’ve picked up people and fucked them in public places.”
“Ok, this is better. Like where? I’ve had sex in public places too Peter.”
“Ok, this is just off the top of my head. These aren’t all one-timers, a bunch are with steady lovers I had for a while. A public library. In a museum. In an opera box during an opera. In a lot of public restrooms. In several elevators. Out back behind bars, once in a club on top of the bar itself. I’ve had sex in a gay club. In a strip club. Several places in a gambling casino. A lot of times at school in junior high and high school, under the bleachers, twice in the locker room shower…”
“Junior high?” That one had surprised Jack.
Peter kept going, “Public and state parks, in the woods. In parking lots and parking garages. At friend’s houses, in their yards. In a football stadium. On a tennis court. In the ocean, a lake and a pool several times. On several different boats, a train, first class restroom on a jet. Yeah, I’m in the mile high club. In the back of a van being driven by friends, back seat and front seat of a car both stationary and moving. In the backseat of a police car. In a hospital, three times…” Jack had cocked an eyebrow. “In hotels on the beach with the curtains all open or out on the balcony in the dark. On a golf course at night. In a public sauna, in a steam room. In a 24 hour supermarket in the middle of the night one time…”
“Ok, ok. I get the picture. You’ve had sex a lot of different places that a lot of people have had sex. What’ve you done that’s not so mainstream?”
Peter thought a minute. “I’ve been photographed and filmed having sex. I’ve been watched having sex. I’ve had sex in a sex club in front of people. I’ve had sex with two women at a time, two men at a time, a woman and a man at the same time. I’ve had sex with three guys at a time.” He paused, lowered his head a little, glancing away, not sure if he wanted to say… “You know what it means if I say ‘I’ve pulled a train’?” He looked back up at Jack.
Jack’s eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly as he nodded yes. “A long one?”
Peter nodded yes, “More than once Jack.”
“I’ll have to concede you’re beyond what most people have done in their lifetimes. So what are your tastes? Do you like vanilla? What else have you done? Tell me.” Jack moved both his hands back to Peter’s legs, barely stroking them.
“I can’t believe I’m telling you all this shit about me. You’re probably turned off by all this and will never have anything to do with me now.”
Jack laughed, glancing down at his straining cock in his own pants. “Does that look like I’m turned off? I really want to know specifics Peter.”
Peter’s face blushed lightly again. “I like vanilla some times, with some people. Obviously oral and anal sex since I’m bi. I’ve got some of my sex toys and bondage stuff here with me. I’ve done a little bit of everything. I’ve been into BDSM for quite a while. I’ve experienced bondage of all types, flogging, rimming, water play, wax play, anal play, heavy sexual stimulation, CBT, and pain sometimes – but I’ve got limits like everybody… I’ve experienced domination and control by women and men both.” He looked away from Jack, “Christ, I can’t believe I just admitted all that to you.”
Jack took his index finger and directed his face back towards his. “I knew it though Peter – I just knew it. You’re a submissive aren’t you?” Peter barely nodded. “You ever switch?”
“I’m not good at being a Dom, but I can tie other people up and try to give them what they want. I can top if my lover wants it.”
“You know people dream of having someone like you as a lover?”
“I’m like a two-edged razor-sharp sword Jack. I’ve been called sexually addicted and they might be right. I’ve never been able to stick with just one person at a time. Most people never like that. And there’s still a lot you don’t know about me. About why I am this way.”
“So what are you not telling me?” Peter’s entire demeanor changed. Peter backed up and pulled away from Jack. He was upset and was withdrawing before Jack’s eyes.
“There are things I can’t tell you Jack. Not now. Don’t ask me again.”
“You’ve just been extremely open and honest with me, but I don’t want you to tell me anything you don’t want to Peter. I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was crossing a line.” Peter finally glanced back into his eyes.
“I feel like I can trust you Jack. I hope that trust isn’t misplaced or that I’ve judged you wrongly. All I’m asking is don’t take advantage of me. You know a lot of my secrets now.” Jack nodded and ran his right hand along the side of Peter’s head and face.
“Your secrets are safe with me, and I hope you’ll feel safe with me. We’ll see where things go. You know I’m strongly attracted to you right?”
Peter nodded. “I’m attracted to you too Jack. So much so it’s a little scary. I appreciate you taking things slowly with me.”
Jack rose slowly and put his hand on Peter’s shoulder. “Why don’t you get some rest now? I’ll come back later this evening to see about putting the splint back on your nose.”
Peter lay back on the bed. “Whatever you say Jack.”
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Jack & Peter talk, Peter discloses some of his sexual past.
Author: Chissy_Rose
Author’s Notes/Disclaimer: They’re not mine, I don’t own them. No infringement intended.
The Boys From Tennessee
Chapter 11 (11/60)
Experienced
Sawyer left right after breakfast to go check on his tent and stuff at the beach. He’d told Peter it might be very late before he was back that evening. Jack returned in a couple of hours to check on Peter, give him antibiotics and apply a couple of new dressings. He decided to not recover his eye but rather let it be uncovered and dry in the air.
“So how’re my injuries all looking Doc?” Peter asked.
“Well the swelling has gone down a lot, but you’re not back to your handsome self just yet. The black eyes and broken nose are still real black and blue. You’re breathing okay I guess. Can you tolerate me checking your nose?”
“I guess I’ll have to if you’re gonna tell me how it’s doing,” Peter said hesitantly.
Jack lifted his head and directed where he wanted it with two fingers. “Stay still and hold onto something. This may hurt some,” Jack instructed.
“You know you make me real nervous when you say something like that Jack,” Peter said as he grabbed hold of the bedding. Jack carefully removed the splinting from his face and very gently tried moving the nose to check it. “Owwww! Shit! Owwww!” Peter hollered as he just about tore the bedding off the bed.
“Sorry,” Jack said, “but it looks like it is doing well. No more nose bleeds or discharges since the first night?
“No, I’ll be glad to get rid of the splint though.”
Jack put his hand on Peter’s thigh and rested it there. “Well, we need to leave it on for a little bit longer. You didn’t have any signs of septal hematoma when I first examined you and there haven’t been any additional signs of it, which is a good thing. If you want to see about getting a shower today, I can leave it off and come back later tonight and put it back on. I don’t want you scrubbing your head wound or your eye yet. Still need to be very careful with both of them.”
“I’ll be real careful. I would love to have a shower that would be great.”
“Maybe you better have either Sawyer or I help you wash your hair and scalp, just to be on the safe side. Just let one of us know when you want to get your shower,” Jack paused. “You two seem awfully tight all of a sudden… Anything I should know?” Jack felt like he was prying but he was curious to know if Sawyer had anything to do with Peter being upset earlier. Sawyer could be slick, smooth and seductive when he wanted to be.
Peter smiled, “You mean other than getting a great blowjob from him the other night?”
Jack blushed, “Well, I guess that would tend to make you more intimate.” Jack moved his hand on Peter’s thigh gently and watched for any reaction. Peter was aware of Jack’s every touch.
“We’ve just been talking and together a lot. We’ve got a lot in common. We’re both from the same county in Tennessee and I think we both have had a tough past.”
“Yeah,” Jack interjected, “but you’re not alike in other ways. Sawyer tries to drive most people away or to a comfortable distance for him. He seems to live to piss people off. It’s almost like he’s trying to goad people into hurting him sometimes. Especially me.”
“He hasn’t tried to drive me off yet, but I have tried to dissuade him about me,” Peter spoke quietly.
Jack reached up and caressed the side of Peter’s face. Peter unconsciously leaned into it. “You, however, seem to draw people to yourself. You’ve got a lot of charisma and southern charm – when you’re having a better week. I think most people are attracted to you to the point you get yourself in trouble.”
Peter nodded slowly maintaining eye contact with Jack, “You’re right; I get into trouble a lot. I’ve never let normal boundaries stop me, and I’ll do risky things sometimes that most people won’t.” Jack moved his hand to the side of Peter’s face and stroked his thumb to and from his mouth. Peter was breathing a little faster.
“You’re in your mid-twenties right? What’ve you done that was so wild or risky? Tell me…” Jack eased his hand to the side of Peter’s neck still moving very slowly, pushing his collar open.
“I’ve done a lot of things Jack. Way more than most guys my age. And until we crashed here and I ran out of condoms, I’ve been good about using them.”
“Well, that sounds careful, not wild. Give me some specifics.” Jack smiled broadly, he had Peter blushing and he was enjoying this.
“I’ve done so much I don’t know where to start.”
“Start anywhere, if you’re so experienced.”
“Well, you know I’m bisexual.”
“So you’ve said.”
“I’ve had a lot of one-time stands with men and women both. I’ve picked up people and fucked them in public places.”
“Ok, this is better. Like where? I’ve had sex in public places too Peter.”
“Ok, this is just off the top of my head. These aren’t all one-timers, a bunch are with steady lovers I had for a while. A public library. In a museum. In an opera box during an opera. In a lot of public restrooms. In several elevators. Out back behind bars, once in a club on top of the bar itself. I’ve had sex in a gay club. In a strip club. Several places in a gambling casino. A lot of times at school in junior high and high school, under the bleachers, twice in the locker room shower…”
“Junior high?” That one had surprised Jack.
Peter kept going, “Public and state parks, in the woods. In parking lots and parking garages. At friend’s houses, in their yards. In a football stadium. On a tennis court. In the ocean, a lake and a pool several times. On several different boats, a train, first class restroom on a jet. Yeah, I’m in the mile high club. In the back of a van being driven by friends, back seat and front seat of a car both stationary and moving. In the backseat of a police car. In a hospital, three times…” Jack had cocked an eyebrow. “In hotels on the beach with the curtains all open or out on the balcony in the dark. On a golf course at night. In a public sauna, in a steam room. In a 24 hour supermarket in the middle of the night one time…”
“Ok, ok. I get the picture. You’ve had sex a lot of different places that a lot of people have had sex. What’ve you done that’s not so mainstream?”
Peter thought a minute. “I’ve been photographed and filmed having sex. I’ve been watched having sex. I’ve had sex in a sex club in front of people. I’ve had sex with two women at a time, two men at a time, a woman and a man at the same time. I’ve had sex with three guys at a time.” He paused, lowered his head a little, glancing away, not sure if he wanted to say… “You know what it means if I say ‘I’ve pulled a train’?” He looked back up at Jack.
Jack’s eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly as he nodded yes. “A long one?”
Peter nodded yes, “More than once Jack.”
“I’ll have to concede you’re beyond what most people have done in their lifetimes. So what are your tastes? Do you like vanilla? What else have you done? Tell me.” Jack moved both his hands back to Peter’s legs, barely stroking them.
“I can’t believe I’m telling you all this shit about me. You’re probably turned off by all this and will never have anything to do with me now.”
Jack laughed, glancing down at his straining cock in his own pants. “Does that look like I’m turned off? I really want to know specifics Peter.”
Peter’s face blushed lightly again. “I like vanilla some times, with some people. Obviously oral and anal sex since I’m bi. I’ve got some of my sex toys and bondage stuff here with me. I’ve done a little bit of everything. I’ve been into BDSM for quite a while. I’ve experienced bondage of all types, flogging, rimming, water play, wax play, anal play, heavy sexual stimulation, CBT, and pain sometimes – but I’ve got limits like everybody… I’ve experienced domination and control by women and men both.” He looked away from Jack, “Christ, I can’t believe I just admitted all that to you.”
Jack took his index finger and directed his face back towards his. “I knew it though Peter – I just knew it. You’re a submissive aren’t you?” Peter barely nodded. “You ever switch?”
“I’m not good at being a Dom, but I can tie other people up and try to give them what they want. I can top if my lover wants it.”
“You know people dream of having someone like you as a lover?”
“I’m like a two-edged razor-sharp sword Jack. I’ve been called sexually addicted and they might be right. I’ve never been able to stick with just one person at a time. Most people never like that. And there’s still a lot you don’t know about me. About why I am this way.”
“So what are you not telling me?” Peter’s entire demeanor changed. Peter backed up and pulled away from Jack. He was upset and was withdrawing before Jack’s eyes.
“There are things I can’t tell you Jack. Not now. Don’t ask me again.”
“You’ve just been extremely open and honest with me, but I don’t want you to tell me anything you don’t want to Peter. I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was crossing a line.” Peter finally glanced back into his eyes.
“I feel like I can trust you Jack. I hope that trust isn’t misplaced or that I’ve judged you wrongly. All I’m asking is don’t take advantage of me. You know a lot of my secrets now.” Jack nodded and ran his right hand along the side of Peter’s head and face.
“Your secrets are safe with me, and I hope you’ll feel safe with me. We’ll see where things go. You know I’m strongly attracted to you right?”
Peter nodded. “I’m attracted to you too Jack. So much so it’s a little scary. I appreciate you taking things slowly with me.”
Jack rose slowly and put his hand on Peter’s shoulder. “Why don’t you get some rest now? I’ll come back later this evening to see about putting the splint back on your nose.”
Peter lay back on the bed. “Whatever you say Jack.”