This Is Not My Home
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G through L › Lost
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
4,843
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
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Chapter 2
Title: This Is Not My Home. Chapter 2
Rating: NC17 M/M slash
Author: Chissy_Rose
Pairing: Jack & Sawyer
Setting: After Season 2 Finale
Summary: Pure Speculation on what happens next. Jack and Sawyer locked in a room together. Jack has a sudden realization as Sawyer makes love to him.
Disclaimer: They’re not mine but I like to pretend they are. No infringement intended.
This Is Not My Home
Chapter 2
The next morning Jack woke up first and he lay still on the bed, not wanting to wake Sawyer. Jack was on his left side and Sawyer was laying up tight against him, his right leg in-between Jack’s and his right arm curled around him. The sun wasn’t up yet and the room was still dark. Jack liked having Sawyer up close to him. He missed that from not being in a relationship for a while. He’d tried to make things work with his wife Sara, but he felt he should have had enough insight to have stopped it before they’d gotten married. He was unable to write his vows to her and ended up talking off the top of his head at the wedding. It’d turned out okay, but should have been a big warning sign for him. Then he’d gotten more and more involved in his work as a spinal surgeon. Obsessed. They’d very quickly gotten to where they seldom had sex and he knew he hadn’t been there for her emotionally. It shouldn’t have been a shock to him when she told him she was seeing someone else and was leaving him. He’d tried to do what his parents wanted. His mother had talked so much about having grandchildren and he knew that would have made his father proud too, another Shephard generation. His mother had been angry when they’d divorced. His dad just looked resigned. When Jack was in high school, and the first year of college he’d been in a gay relationship with another guy from his high school class. His father had broken them up and Jack had regretted he’d let his father get away with it every day. He’d last seen him in 1985 – that was a lifetime ago now. He didn’t know where things might go with Sawyer, but he was determined to give it a good chance. Sawyer shifted next to him and Jack moved a little too, thinking he might get up and take a piss before coming back to bed. Sawyer’s hand was running down Jack’s chest slowly rubbing him, heading for his cock. Jack gave a quiet gasp when Sawyer took Jack’s cock in his hand and held it, massaging it lightly. “Wait a minute Sawyer. Stop,” Jack whispered.
Sawyer raised his head off his pillow to look at Jack. “Why? You didn’t change your mind overnight did you?”
“No silly, I’ve really got to piss. Let me go do it and I’ll be right back. Then you can touch me all you want.” Sawyer let go of him and Jack walked over to the buckets they had for bathrooms and relieved himself. He heard Sawyer get up off the bed now and walk his direction.
“You put the urge in my head, so now I gotta go too.” Jack smiled back at him, though he doubted Sawyer could see it in the dark room.
Jack beat him back to the bed and lay down on his back, waiting for Sawyer to come back. Sawyer slipped back into the bed and cuddled right up to Jack. He was real excited about what they were fixing to do, but he was trying to make himself take things slowly so Jack would enjoy it. Sawyer slipped up over Jack’s right side so he could kiss him and let Jack feel that he already had a hard-on just thinking about him. Sawyer kissed Jack slowly and easily at first. He pushed his tongue into Jack’s mouth and Jack’s tongue slid over and against his. Jack made a little moan. The kisses gradually got more passionate and Sawyer was caressing Jack’s face, neck and shoulders.
Jack had his hands in Sawyer’s hair and was enjoying running his fingers through it. He’d wanted to do that with Sawyer awake. He hadn’t told Sawyer that he’d sat on the bed and ran his fingers through his hair over and over again when Sawyer had been unconscious in the hatch. His hair was so thick, but so silky feeling. Jack loved the feel of it. It had made him want Sawyer more when he was doctoring him and he’d actually teared up once because he’d been afraid that Sawyer was going to die. Sawyer’s fever had been so high. Jack had actually laid down with him for several hours that night until he could tell that the fever was going down. Now he was able to caress that hair and that head and feel the effect it had on Sawyer. Sawyer pushed his arms gently down by his side. Jack moaned a little in frustration.
Sawyer kissed him down his neck slowly to below his Adam’s apple. He slowly thrust his hard-on against Jack’s thigh. Jack’s head tilted back and his breathing was getting faster. This was familiar somehow. Sawyer ran his tongue up the front of Jack’s throat, flicked across his lips, and licked a broad stroke across his jaw to his ear. He stuck his tongue in his ear and tugged his earlobe gently with his teeth. “Oh God James…” Jack whispered and then louder “Christ!” and he broke free, pushed Sawyer back and held him up by his hands. Sawyer looked at him, still filled with lust.
“I was wondering if you were ever gonna remember Med School.” Jack was in shock. Certifiably in shock.
“James! Oh my God! It is you! Christ! I don’t believe it. Why didn’t you say something to me? I didn’t think I’d ever see you again. You’ve been right here on this damn island with me and I didn’t even realize it was you!”
“We were young then Jack, and your old man made it real clear to me that you weren’t gonna stay with me. He had big plans for you and I wasn’t part of them. It was like 20 years ago. I figured either you’d remember and figure it out on your own or you’d never remember, in which case it wasn’t meant to be.”
“God, I even heard Locke calling you James and I didn’t figure it out. It all seemed familiar to me but I couldn’t pull it together until you were making love to me. I knew the feel of what you were doing to me. Then it was like my subconscious made me say your name and I knew.” Jack lowered Sawyer back down on himself and whispered, “Come here.”
“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to make love you to Jack. How badly I’ve wanted you to touch me.” Sawyer started kissing Jack again and could feel a difference in how Jack was responding to him. Sawyer kissed up under his chin and ran both his hands over Jack’s nipples lightly stimulating them. He could feel Jack thrust up against him. He playfully pinched them both and rolled them in his fingertips before sucking first on one and then the other. Jack moaned again. Sawyer traced his lips lightly against Jack’s chest in a slow path to his cock.
He swirled his tongue over the top of Jack’s cock and Jack gasped lightly. Sawyer ran his tongue down the front of his cock before coming back up and kissing the tip. He wet his lips and went down on Jack five or six times. Jack was panting now and holding Sawyer’s head. Sawyer stroked Jack’s balls and Jack asked him to hold off. “I’m too excited now James. If you want to fuck me you need to get started or I’m going to come right away.”
“I’ll get started then. I want to fuck you more than anything in the world.” Sawyer put his hand up to Jack and held out two fingers, “How about wetting these for me?” Sawyer smiled as Jack took his two fingers in his mouth, wetting and sucking them like he was giving them a blow-job. “God, you always were able to make me feel like I was coming unglued.”
Sawyer sat back and spread Jack’s legs apart slowly. He took his dry hand and ran it across Jack’s inner thighs and pubic hair. Jack made a noise and moaned. Sawyer was making him crazy. Sawyer put his hand against Jack’s ass and slowly circled his ass before sliding his index finger into him. He could feel Jack pushing back against him and he knew Jack had remembered what he’d taught him all those years ago – that pushing back when he was being penetrated made it much easier for them both. “That’s good Jack.” He waited for Jack to relax and he slowly pushed in and out before adding a second finger and pushed in and out again. Jack seemed loose enough. Sawyer spit into his hand and wet his cock which was so hard it almost hurt him. He couldn’t believe he was going to fuck Jack Shephard again after so many years. He lined up with Jack’s ass and slowly pushed his way in, stopping once to let him adjust before going all the way in.
“Oh God you’re so fucking tight Jack. So good.” He looked down at Jack’s face. “And so damn beautiful.” He stroked in and out slowly and changed his angle trying to hit Jack’s prostate gland. Jack put his hand down on his balls and cock and held them like he’d seen Sawyer do the night before. Sawyer stroked right over the top of it and Jack held on and arched backwards groaning. Sawyer smiled – he’d known Jack was multi-orgasmic too. He thrust in and out several times before stroking across that spot again. Jack let out a high gasp this time.
“Fuck me harder and faster James. I want you to come. I don’t think I can hold off again.” Sawyer sped up and fucked him harder. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he’d be coming too. He wished that this could last forever. He lay down on top of Jack, holding himself up on his elbows, kissing him as he thrust into him. His thrusts got harder and more erratic. Jack cried out and he felt Jack’s cock shoot off between them and it pushed him over the edge. He gave a guttural moan and came three times inside of Jack. He kissed Jack over and over before slipping out of him and laying down against him. Jack ran his hands into Sawyer’s hair and kissed him on the cheek.
“God I can’t believe we found each other again. You have no idea how many times I thought of you and wished for you James,” Jack said softly.
“Jack, we probably need to be real careful about letting these people know we’ve got a history together and were lovers.”
“Are lovers…”
“Yeah, well, they’re probably gonna figure out we are lovers if they hear us. But I don’t think we oughta talk about the past much. They’re likely to try blackmailing or torturing us if they want one of us to do something. So we need to be real careful talking.”
Jack nodded, “You’re probably right. I probably ought to still call you Sawyer while we’re here too, to raise less suspicion.” Sawyer gave a little nod as he ran his fingertips through Jack’s chest hair and sighed. He knew the sun was starting to come up and they’d better get up soon, clean up and dress. Sooner or later their breakfast would slide under that door and another day of imprisonment would begin. Who knew what they were planning to do with them? They both wished they were back at their campsite and that they’d never followed Michael here to be captured by the ‘Others’.
Rating: NC17 M/M slash
Author: Chissy_Rose
Pairing: Jack & Sawyer
Setting: After Season 2 Finale
Summary: Pure Speculation on what happens next. Jack and Sawyer locked in a room together. Jack has a sudden realization as Sawyer makes love to him.
Disclaimer: They’re not mine but I like to pretend they are. No infringement intended.
This Is Not My Home
Chapter 2
The next morning Jack woke up first and he lay still on the bed, not wanting to wake Sawyer. Jack was on his left side and Sawyer was laying up tight against him, his right leg in-between Jack’s and his right arm curled around him. The sun wasn’t up yet and the room was still dark. Jack liked having Sawyer up close to him. He missed that from not being in a relationship for a while. He’d tried to make things work with his wife Sara, but he felt he should have had enough insight to have stopped it before they’d gotten married. He was unable to write his vows to her and ended up talking off the top of his head at the wedding. It’d turned out okay, but should have been a big warning sign for him. Then he’d gotten more and more involved in his work as a spinal surgeon. Obsessed. They’d very quickly gotten to where they seldom had sex and he knew he hadn’t been there for her emotionally. It shouldn’t have been a shock to him when she told him she was seeing someone else and was leaving him. He’d tried to do what his parents wanted. His mother had talked so much about having grandchildren and he knew that would have made his father proud too, another Shephard generation. His mother had been angry when they’d divorced. His dad just looked resigned. When Jack was in high school, and the first year of college he’d been in a gay relationship with another guy from his high school class. His father had broken them up and Jack had regretted he’d let his father get away with it every day. He’d last seen him in 1985 – that was a lifetime ago now. He didn’t know where things might go with Sawyer, but he was determined to give it a good chance. Sawyer shifted next to him and Jack moved a little too, thinking he might get up and take a piss before coming back to bed. Sawyer’s hand was running down Jack’s chest slowly rubbing him, heading for his cock. Jack gave a quiet gasp when Sawyer took Jack’s cock in his hand and held it, massaging it lightly. “Wait a minute Sawyer. Stop,” Jack whispered.
Sawyer raised his head off his pillow to look at Jack. “Why? You didn’t change your mind overnight did you?”
“No silly, I’ve really got to piss. Let me go do it and I’ll be right back. Then you can touch me all you want.” Sawyer let go of him and Jack walked over to the buckets they had for bathrooms and relieved himself. He heard Sawyer get up off the bed now and walk his direction.
“You put the urge in my head, so now I gotta go too.” Jack smiled back at him, though he doubted Sawyer could see it in the dark room.
Jack beat him back to the bed and lay down on his back, waiting for Sawyer to come back. Sawyer slipped back into the bed and cuddled right up to Jack. He was real excited about what they were fixing to do, but he was trying to make himself take things slowly so Jack would enjoy it. Sawyer slipped up over Jack’s right side so he could kiss him and let Jack feel that he already had a hard-on just thinking about him. Sawyer kissed Jack slowly and easily at first. He pushed his tongue into Jack’s mouth and Jack’s tongue slid over and against his. Jack made a little moan. The kisses gradually got more passionate and Sawyer was caressing Jack’s face, neck and shoulders.
Jack had his hands in Sawyer’s hair and was enjoying running his fingers through it. He’d wanted to do that with Sawyer awake. He hadn’t told Sawyer that he’d sat on the bed and ran his fingers through his hair over and over again when Sawyer had been unconscious in the hatch. His hair was so thick, but so silky feeling. Jack loved the feel of it. It had made him want Sawyer more when he was doctoring him and he’d actually teared up once because he’d been afraid that Sawyer was going to die. Sawyer’s fever had been so high. Jack had actually laid down with him for several hours that night until he could tell that the fever was going down. Now he was able to caress that hair and that head and feel the effect it had on Sawyer. Sawyer pushed his arms gently down by his side. Jack moaned a little in frustration.
Sawyer kissed him down his neck slowly to below his Adam’s apple. He slowly thrust his hard-on against Jack’s thigh. Jack’s head tilted back and his breathing was getting faster. This was familiar somehow. Sawyer ran his tongue up the front of Jack’s throat, flicked across his lips, and licked a broad stroke across his jaw to his ear. He stuck his tongue in his ear and tugged his earlobe gently with his teeth. “Oh God James…” Jack whispered and then louder “Christ!” and he broke free, pushed Sawyer back and held him up by his hands. Sawyer looked at him, still filled with lust.
“I was wondering if you were ever gonna remember Med School.” Jack was in shock. Certifiably in shock.
“James! Oh my God! It is you! Christ! I don’t believe it. Why didn’t you say something to me? I didn’t think I’d ever see you again. You’ve been right here on this damn island with me and I didn’t even realize it was you!”
“We were young then Jack, and your old man made it real clear to me that you weren’t gonna stay with me. He had big plans for you and I wasn’t part of them. It was like 20 years ago. I figured either you’d remember and figure it out on your own or you’d never remember, in which case it wasn’t meant to be.”
“God, I even heard Locke calling you James and I didn’t figure it out. It all seemed familiar to me but I couldn’t pull it together until you were making love to me. I knew the feel of what you were doing to me. Then it was like my subconscious made me say your name and I knew.” Jack lowered Sawyer back down on himself and whispered, “Come here.”
“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to make love you to Jack. How badly I’ve wanted you to touch me.” Sawyer started kissing Jack again and could feel a difference in how Jack was responding to him. Sawyer kissed up under his chin and ran both his hands over Jack’s nipples lightly stimulating them. He could feel Jack thrust up against him. He playfully pinched them both and rolled them in his fingertips before sucking first on one and then the other. Jack moaned again. Sawyer traced his lips lightly against Jack’s chest in a slow path to his cock.
He swirled his tongue over the top of Jack’s cock and Jack gasped lightly. Sawyer ran his tongue down the front of his cock before coming back up and kissing the tip. He wet his lips and went down on Jack five or six times. Jack was panting now and holding Sawyer’s head. Sawyer stroked Jack’s balls and Jack asked him to hold off. “I’m too excited now James. If you want to fuck me you need to get started or I’m going to come right away.”
“I’ll get started then. I want to fuck you more than anything in the world.” Sawyer put his hand up to Jack and held out two fingers, “How about wetting these for me?” Sawyer smiled as Jack took his two fingers in his mouth, wetting and sucking them like he was giving them a blow-job. “God, you always were able to make me feel like I was coming unglued.”
Sawyer sat back and spread Jack’s legs apart slowly. He took his dry hand and ran it across Jack’s inner thighs and pubic hair. Jack made a noise and moaned. Sawyer was making him crazy. Sawyer put his hand against Jack’s ass and slowly circled his ass before sliding his index finger into him. He could feel Jack pushing back against him and he knew Jack had remembered what he’d taught him all those years ago – that pushing back when he was being penetrated made it much easier for them both. “That’s good Jack.” He waited for Jack to relax and he slowly pushed in and out before adding a second finger and pushed in and out again. Jack seemed loose enough. Sawyer spit into his hand and wet his cock which was so hard it almost hurt him. He couldn’t believe he was going to fuck Jack Shephard again after so many years. He lined up with Jack’s ass and slowly pushed his way in, stopping once to let him adjust before going all the way in.
“Oh God you’re so fucking tight Jack. So good.” He looked down at Jack’s face. “And so damn beautiful.” He stroked in and out slowly and changed his angle trying to hit Jack’s prostate gland. Jack put his hand down on his balls and cock and held them like he’d seen Sawyer do the night before. Sawyer stroked right over the top of it and Jack held on and arched backwards groaning. Sawyer smiled – he’d known Jack was multi-orgasmic too. He thrust in and out several times before stroking across that spot again. Jack let out a high gasp this time.
“Fuck me harder and faster James. I want you to come. I don’t think I can hold off again.” Sawyer sped up and fucked him harder. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he’d be coming too. He wished that this could last forever. He lay down on top of Jack, holding himself up on his elbows, kissing him as he thrust into him. His thrusts got harder and more erratic. Jack cried out and he felt Jack’s cock shoot off between them and it pushed him over the edge. He gave a guttural moan and came three times inside of Jack. He kissed Jack over and over before slipping out of him and laying down against him. Jack ran his hands into Sawyer’s hair and kissed him on the cheek.
“God I can’t believe we found each other again. You have no idea how many times I thought of you and wished for you James,” Jack said softly.
“Jack, we probably need to be real careful about letting these people know we’ve got a history together and were lovers.”
“Are lovers…”
“Yeah, well, they’re probably gonna figure out we are lovers if they hear us. But I don’t think we oughta talk about the past much. They’re likely to try blackmailing or torturing us if they want one of us to do something. So we need to be real careful talking.”
Jack nodded, “You’re probably right. I probably ought to still call you Sawyer while we’re here too, to raise less suspicion.” Sawyer gave a little nod as he ran his fingertips through Jack’s chest hair and sighed. He knew the sun was starting to come up and they’d better get up soon, clean up and dress. Sooner or later their breakfast would slide under that door and another day of imprisonment would begin. Who knew what they were planning to do with them? They both wished they were back at their campsite and that they’d never followed Michael here to be captured by the ‘Others’.