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G through L › Lost
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
61
Views:
2,734
Reviews:
39
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Lost, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Fear and Pain
The Boys From Tennessee
Rating: NC17 M/M slash. Oral sex, anal sex, abuse, pain, domination, non-consensual sex.
Author: Chissy_Rose
Pairing: Sawyer/Peter (Warning dark chapter where Sawyer hurts Peter)
Author’s Notes/Disclaimer: They’re not mine, I don’t own them. No infringement intended.
The Boys From Tennessee
Chapter 34 (34/60)
Fear & Pain
As he approached his shelter Peter knew that there was the possibility that Sawyer could be there now. He could tell that a few of his oil lamps were lit before he opened the flap to his tent. He’d been right. Sawyer was there already and seemed to be in a foul mood.
“Well, it’s about time, where you been all day boy?” Sawyer asked. Peter didn’t like his tone. He came in and set the meat and water down and looked at Sawyer in the dim light.
“I brought you some dinner – roast pork – you should eat some,” Peter offered.
“You didn’t answer by question – where the hell were you all day?” Sawyer asked again, narrowing his eyes. Sawyer opened the roast pork and ate it, not taking his eyes off Peter. Peter placed his hands on his hips and stood back looking at Sawyer. He was pissing Peter off. He could tell Sawyer was really angry.
“Don’t take that tone with me Sawyer, there’s no reason for it. I went for a run this morning and ran into Jack and we went for a long run. You saw me leave. I told you I’ve started running again. I need the exercise.”
“You were gone all day until this time of night and didn’t bother to let me know what you were up to,” Sawyer growled.
“Shit, I told you yesterday that I was going to be in the hatch today that I had a shift. Besides I went by your tent after my run to remind you and you were nowhere to be found. I was late. I couldn’t hang out forever. I had to get to the hatch to relieve Hurley. Afterwards I went back to the main campsite after my shift lookin’ for you. We ate dinner and since you weren’t around I came back here with extra food, hoping you’d be here.”
“Who’d you have sex with today?”
“We’re lovers Sawyer, but I’ve told you I’m gonna have sex with anybody I want to, and I did tell you where I was gonna be today. I think you oughta chill out.” Peter could tell Sawyer was really angry, had drunk hard liquor and was possibly horny too. This was not a good combination. Sawyer looked at him as though he was sizing him up. It was making Peter anxious.
Sawyer spoke again, “Who’d you have sex with today?” Peter tried not to react or appear nervous.
“Julie,” he lied.
“I don’t think so. I think you had sex with somebody else.”
Peter looked away and then instantly regretted it. Sawyer would know by now that when he looked away he didn’t want to tell him something.
“Don’t lie to me boy. Don’t fucking lie!” Sawyer walked over to him and started undoing Peter’s shorts. Peter tried to push him back. Sawyer was intense and it was scaring him. He’d never seen Sawyer like this before. Sawyer undid Peter’s shorts, pulled them down and pushed Peter back against one of the airline seats. “Keep your damn hands on the airline seat,” he ordered. Peter put his hands behind him on the seat.
Sawyer reached down and wrapped his right hand around both Peter’s testicles. “Don’t move, don’t even breathe,” he threatened.
Peter’s green eyes were wide with fear. “Oh Christ, Sawyer… no… please don’t! Beat the shit outa me if you have to but don’t do this I’m beggin’ you.” He knew Sawyer had him now and he’d probably admit to anything to keep from being badly hurt. But he didn’t want to expose any of his lovers.
“I’m gonna ask you one last time and you’re gonna tell me the fucking truth or I’m really gonna hurt you boy and I’m pissed enough to do it… Who’d you have sex with today Pete?” He was staring into Peter’s eyes. Peter knew he’d have to give up somebody and hope Sawyer hadn’t actually seen or heard him with anyone else.
“Please Sawyer I’ll do anything else you want. Don’t do this to me…” Peter was trembling and had tears rising in his eyes. He knew he was in trouble. Sawyer was livid and was going to punish him.
“Tell me now, or I’m gonna start squeezing and you’re gonna be sorry.” Peter was weighing his options, trying to decide when Sawyer started closing his hand and rapidly tightening his grip. It was hurting almost immediately.
“Sayid! I had sex with Sayid. Please stop…” he begged.
“Sayid??? You fucked Sayid? Are you crazy? Do you remember what the SOB did to me? He knocked me unconscious and pushed bamboo under my fingernails! He fucking tortured me!” Sawyer was even madder than he had been. Sawyer tightened his fist even more. Peter was letting out a high-pitched whimper, had tears running out of his eyes and thought he was going to pass out from the pain.
“James, for Christ’s sake, stop please! You’re killing me! I’m gonna pass out!”
Sawyer released his balls, but didn’t hesitate and fastened both Peter’s leather wrist straps overhead to a separator bar quickly.
“Oh nooo. Please just let me go Sawyer. I told you the truth.”
Sawyer looked at him, “You’re apparently very horny since you’re taking on new lovers. Sayid wasn’t the only one was he?”
Peter moaned and was sweating like he still might pass out. All he could feel was the throbbing in his balls. “I told you I’m promiscuous from the first day we were together. It just happened. I didn’t go lookin’ for him. He found me. I don’t mean to hurt you. Let me go… Please?” He was still in pain.
“I’m apparently gonna need to wear your ass out. Make you so satiated you don’t wanna look anywhere else,” Sawyer threatened. Peter wiped the tears off on his arms and worried about what Sawyer might have in mind. Sawyer pulled Peter’s shorts the rest of the way off his body. Then he took out a very sharp knife and began cutting Peter’s t-shirt off him.
Peter drew back from him, closing his eyes and cringing, “Oh God nooo please…” Fear was written all over his face.
“Don’t worry I’m not gonna cut you but I’m gonna wear you out – just like I promised.” Sawyer pulled the remnant of the shirt away and threw it down. Sawyer stripped off slowly and kissed Peter roughly almost bruising his lips. Peter could taste the liquor on him. Sawyer pulled out two small bottles of alcohol from his jeans on the floor. They’d been opened already. He unscrewed the first one and held it to Peter’s lips. “Drink it!” he ordered. Peter drank the whiskey right down but was surprised when Sawyer unscrewed the second one which was rum and ordered him to drink that one also. Part of his brain was screaming that this was a bad sign that Sawyer was trying to get him intoxicated. Sawyer caressed him and played with his nipples and cock while he seemed to be waiting. After a little while Peter realized that the drinks were spiked with something additional – they hadn’t just been alcohol.
“What was in the bottles Sawyer?” It wasn’t just alcohol, I wouldn’t feel like this…” Peter was slurring his speech.
“Just a little something to numb you up so it won’t hurt so bad and get you relaxed.”
Peter felt fear again- it was palatable and it had him. Sawyer took the lube out and greased up his cock and Peter’s opening. Peter was breathing shallowly, anticipating the coming pain.
“I’m gonna fuck your ass just as much as I can stand to do it tonight. I’m gonna enjoying playing with you. You’re my little whore, so I’m gonna make sure you’re well fucked.”
Sawyer lined his cock up with Peter’s ass and thrust into him in one motion. Peter cried out and tried to move away but there was nowhere to go. The pain burned. Sawyer waited about 15 seconds and began fucking Peter slowly. He fucked him a while and then he pulled out and got the cock-and-balls restraint and fastened it to himself.
“Let’s see how long I can last now bitch. Are you enjoying it yet?” Sawyer said as he thrust back into his back side. He began to stroke Peter’s cock much faster than he was fucking him. Peter realized he intended for him to come and still have to endure being fucked after his orgasm. He whimpered and moaned in spite of himself. It didn’t take long before Sawyer brought him to orgasm. It hurt him like hell when he came. His balls were still aching painfully from Sawyer squeezing them together, he thought he was going to pass out again. He was weak in his legs. Sawyer knew from being his lover just what to do to make him come quickly. Sawyer kept up his slow hard thrusts. It was really intense now since he had come already and his body wanted to relax and not be stimulated. Plus he’d fucked three other men today and was already sore. Peter whimpered “Mercy Master,” but Sawyer just kept his pace up. Sawyer decided that he wanted to come, he pulled out, unstrapped the cock-and-balls restraint and thrust back into Peter hard. Peter gasped. Sawyer was slamming into him now with a lot of force until he came very hard. He pulled his cock out and went to get one of the butt plugs Peter had and greased it up. “Let’s try this for size,” Sawyer said as he pushed it into Peter stretching him. Peter was quivering. He began stroking Peter’s cock with tight hard strokes. Peter moaned. It had only been 10 minutes since he’d come, but with the conditioning his body had learned with his old man, his body betrayed him and his erection was growing hard again. As he grew harder, Sawyer reached around back of him and began working the plug in and out of him. Peter was having trouble standing up. Sawyer just smiled. He wanted to push him beyond his limits tonight. Sawyer took him in his mouth and began sucking forcefully on his cock while continuing what he was doing. Peter was moaning ‘oh God’ and was shaking from the stimulation. It was too much. Sawyer brought him off again. Peter begged him to stop but Sawyer decided he would fuck him again. He pulled out the butt plug and pushed his cock back into Peter. Once again he fucked Peter for a long time before he let himself come.
Peter was drugged but was still feeling everything. He was barely standing now, almost hanging by his wrists. “James, please if you love me… Mercy Master please stop,” Peter whimpered and pleaded. Sawyer’s heart softened and he decided to stop. He took a towel, cleaned Peter and himself before kissing Peter. He wrapped his arms around Peter and unhooked his arms from the spreader bar and laid him down on the bed. Peter couldn’t stand up on his own. He was so wasted he couldn’t even curse Sawyer. Sawyer put out the oil lamps and lay back down, covering them with the blanket as he pulled Peter against him.
“Maybe you won’t lie to me about fucking other people and won’t be looking for anyone else to fuck you for a while baby brother. Not Jack, not Kate, not Hurley, and not Sayid.” Sawyer whispered. Peter knew then that Sawyer had stalked him the last 24 hours. Sawyer knew he’d fucked other people than what he’d said and who he had fucked. That was why he was so angry and he’d been punished. He finally fell asleep fitfully in Sawyer’s arms.
Rating: NC17 M/M slash. Oral sex, anal sex, abuse, pain, domination, non-consensual sex.
Author: Chissy_Rose
Pairing: Sawyer/Peter (Warning dark chapter where Sawyer hurts Peter)
Author’s Notes/Disclaimer: They’re not mine, I don’t own them. No infringement intended.
The Boys From Tennessee
Chapter 34 (34/60)
Fear & Pain
As he approached his shelter Peter knew that there was the possibility that Sawyer could be there now. He could tell that a few of his oil lamps were lit before he opened the flap to his tent. He’d been right. Sawyer was there already and seemed to be in a foul mood.
“Well, it’s about time, where you been all day boy?” Sawyer asked. Peter didn’t like his tone. He came in and set the meat and water down and looked at Sawyer in the dim light.
“I brought you some dinner – roast pork – you should eat some,” Peter offered.
“You didn’t answer by question – where the hell were you all day?” Sawyer asked again, narrowing his eyes. Sawyer opened the roast pork and ate it, not taking his eyes off Peter. Peter placed his hands on his hips and stood back looking at Sawyer. He was pissing Peter off. He could tell Sawyer was really angry.
“Don’t take that tone with me Sawyer, there’s no reason for it. I went for a run this morning and ran into Jack and we went for a long run. You saw me leave. I told you I’ve started running again. I need the exercise.”
“You were gone all day until this time of night and didn’t bother to let me know what you were up to,” Sawyer growled.
“Shit, I told you yesterday that I was going to be in the hatch today that I had a shift. Besides I went by your tent after my run to remind you and you were nowhere to be found. I was late. I couldn’t hang out forever. I had to get to the hatch to relieve Hurley. Afterwards I went back to the main campsite after my shift lookin’ for you. We ate dinner and since you weren’t around I came back here with extra food, hoping you’d be here.”
“Who’d you have sex with today?”
“We’re lovers Sawyer, but I’ve told you I’m gonna have sex with anybody I want to, and I did tell you where I was gonna be today. I think you oughta chill out.” Peter could tell Sawyer was really angry, had drunk hard liquor and was possibly horny too. This was not a good combination. Sawyer looked at him as though he was sizing him up. It was making Peter anxious.
Sawyer spoke again, “Who’d you have sex with today?” Peter tried not to react or appear nervous.
“Julie,” he lied.
“I don’t think so. I think you had sex with somebody else.”
Peter looked away and then instantly regretted it. Sawyer would know by now that when he looked away he didn’t want to tell him something.
“Don’t lie to me boy. Don’t fucking lie!” Sawyer walked over to him and started undoing Peter’s shorts. Peter tried to push him back. Sawyer was intense and it was scaring him. He’d never seen Sawyer like this before. Sawyer undid Peter’s shorts, pulled them down and pushed Peter back against one of the airline seats. “Keep your damn hands on the airline seat,” he ordered. Peter put his hands behind him on the seat.
Sawyer reached down and wrapped his right hand around both Peter’s testicles. “Don’t move, don’t even breathe,” he threatened.
Peter’s green eyes were wide with fear. “Oh Christ, Sawyer… no… please don’t! Beat the shit outa me if you have to but don’t do this I’m beggin’ you.” He knew Sawyer had him now and he’d probably admit to anything to keep from being badly hurt. But he didn’t want to expose any of his lovers.
“I’m gonna ask you one last time and you’re gonna tell me the fucking truth or I’m really gonna hurt you boy and I’m pissed enough to do it… Who’d you have sex with today Pete?” He was staring into Peter’s eyes. Peter knew he’d have to give up somebody and hope Sawyer hadn’t actually seen or heard him with anyone else.
“Please Sawyer I’ll do anything else you want. Don’t do this to me…” Peter was trembling and had tears rising in his eyes. He knew he was in trouble. Sawyer was livid and was going to punish him.
“Tell me now, or I’m gonna start squeezing and you’re gonna be sorry.” Peter was weighing his options, trying to decide when Sawyer started closing his hand and rapidly tightening his grip. It was hurting almost immediately.
“Sayid! I had sex with Sayid. Please stop…” he begged.
“Sayid??? You fucked Sayid? Are you crazy? Do you remember what the SOB did to me? He knocked me unconscious and pushed bamboo under my fingernails! He fucking tortured me!” Sawyer was even madder than he had been. Sawyer tightened his fist even more. Peter was letting out a high-pitched whimper, had tears running out of his eyes and thought he was going to pass out from the pain.
“James, for Christ’s sake, stop please! You’re killing me! I’m gonna pass out!”
Sawyer released his balls, but didn’t hesitate and fastened both Peter’s leather wrist straps overhead to a separator bar quickly.
“Oh nooo. Please just let me go Sawyer. I told you the truth.”
Sawyer looked at him, “You’re apparently very horny since you’re taking on new lovers. Sayid wasn’t the only one was he?”
Peter moaned and was sweating like he still might pass out. All he could feel was the throbbing in his balls. “I told you I’m promiscuous from the first day we were together. It just happened. I didn’t go lookin’ for him. He found me. I don’t mean to hurt you. Let me go… Please?” He was still in pain.
“I’m apparently gonna need to wear your ass out. Make you so satiated you don’t wanna look anywhere else,” Sawyer threatened. Peter wiped the tears off on his arms and worried about what Sawyer might have in mind. Sawyer pulled Peter’s shorts the rest of the way off his body. Then he took out a very sharp knife and began cutting Peter’s t-shirt off him.
Peter drew back from him, closing his eyes and cringing, “Oh God nooo please…” Fear was written all over his face.
“Don’t worry I’m not gonna cut you but I’m gonna wear you out – just like I promised.” Sawyer pulled the remnant of the shirt away and threw it down. Sawyer stripped off slowly and kissed Peter roughly almost bruising his lips. Peter could taste the liquor on him. Sawyer pulled out two small bottles of alcohol from his jeans on the floor. They’d been opened already. He unscrewed the first one and held it to Peter’s lips. “Drink it!” he ordered. Peter drank the whiskey right down but was surprised when Sawyer unscrewed the second one which was rum and ordered him to drink that one also. Part of his brain was screaming that this was a bad sign that Sawyer was trying to get him intoxicated. Sawyer caressed him and played with his nipples and cock while he seemed to be waiting. After a little while Peter realized that the drinks were spiked with something additional – they hadn’t just been alcohol.
“What was in the bottles Sawyer?” It wasn’t just alcohol, I wouldn’t feel like this…” Peter was slurring his speech.
“Just a little something to numb you up so it won’t hurt so bad and get you relaxed.”
Peter felt fear again- it was palatable and it had him. Sawyer took the lube out and greased up his cock and Peter’s opening. Peter was breathing shallowly, anticipating the coming pain.
“I’m gonna fuck your ass just as much as I can stand to do it tonight. I’m gonna enjoying playing with you. You’re my little whore, so I’m gonna make sure you’re well fucked.”
Sawyer lined his cock up with Peter’s ass and thrust into him in one motion. Peter cried out and tried to move away but there was nowhere to go. The pain burned. Sawyer waited about 15 seconds and began fucking Peter slowly. He fucked him a while and then he pulled out and got the cock-and-balls restraint and fastened it to himself.
“Let’s see how long I can last now bitch. Are you enjoying it yet?” Sawyer said as he thrust back into his back side. He began to stroke Peter’s cock much faster than he was fucking him. Peter realized he intended for him to come and still have to endure being fucked after his orgasm. He whimpered and moaned in spite of himself. It didn’t take long before Sawyer brought him to orgasm. It hurt him like hell when he came. His balls were still aching painfully from Sawyer squeezing them together, he thought he was going to pass out again. He was weak in his legs. Sawyer knew from being his lover just what to do to make him come quickly. Sawyer kept up his slow hard thrusts. It was really intense now since he had come already and his body wanted to relax and not be stimulated. Plus he’d fucked three other men today and was already sore. Peter whimpered “Mercy Master,” but Sawyer just kept his pace up. Sawyer decided that he wanted to come, he pulled out, unstrapped the cock-and-balls restraint and thrust back into Peter hard. Peter gasped. Sawyer was slamming into him now with a lot of force until he came very hard. He pulled his cock out and went to get one of the butt plugs Peter had and greased it up. “Let’s try this for size,” Sawyer said as he pushed it into Peter stretching him. Peter was quivering. He began stroking Peter’s cock with tight hard strokes. Peter moaned. It had only been 10 minutes since he’d come, but with the conditioning his body had learned with his old man, his body betrayed him and his erection was growing hard again. As he grew harder, Sawyer reached around back of him and began working the plug in and out of him. Peter was having trouble standing up. Sawyer just smiled. He wanted to push him beyond his limits tonight. Sawyer took him in his mouth and began sucking forcefully on his cock while continuing what he was doing. Peter was moaning ‘oh God’ and was shaking from the stimulation. It was too much. Sawyer brought him off again. Peter begged him to stop but Sawyer decided he would fuck him again. He pulled out the butt plug and pushed his cock back into Peter. Once again he fucked Peter for a long time before he let himself come.
Peter was drugged but was still feeling everything. He was barely standing now, almost hanging by his wrists. “James, please if you love me… Mercy Master please stop,” Peter whimpered and pleaded. Sawyer’s heart softened and he decided to stop. He took a towel, cleaned Peter and himself before kissing Peter. He wrapped his arms around Peter and unhooked his arms from the spreader bar and laid him down on the bed. Peter couldn’t stand up on his own. He was so wasted he couldn’t even curse Sawyer. Sawyer put out the oil lamps and lay back down, covering them with the blanket as he pulled Peter against him.
“Maybe you won’t lie to me about fucking other people and won’t be looking for anyone else to fuck you for a while baby brother. Not Jack, not Kate, not Hurley, and not Sayid.” Sawyer whispered. Peter knew then that Sawyer had stalked him the last 24 hours. Sawyer knew he’d fucked other people than what he’d said and who he had fucked. That was why he was so angry and he’d been punished. He finally fell asleep fitfully in Sawyer’s arms.