The Boys From Tennessee

The Boys From Tennessee
Rating: NC17; M/M, Handjob,Early Control
Pairing: Sawyer and Peter
Author: Chissy_Rose
Author’s Notes/Disclaimer: They’re not mine, I don’t own them. No infringement intended.

The Boys From Tennessee
Chapter 5 (5/60)
What Scares You

After lunch, Sawyer and Peter returned to the bunk bed. Peter still felt like he was freezing and knew it would take a while before he got any relief from the pills. He thought it was interesting that Sawyer got back in the same bunk with him and pulled him up tight against him. He was just starting to relax when he felt Sawyer’s left hand slowly rub across his chest, first to circle one nipple gently and then across to the other one, circling slowly ‘til the areolas tightened. Then his hand went lower down his chest through his hair and teased across his abdomen. Sawyer kissed his neck and ghosted his tongue across his neck and gently tugged on his ear lobe with his teeth. Peter was breathing faster. Sawyer moved his hand lower to between Peter’s legs and began caressing his cock. Peter moaned softly, “Sawyer, what are you doing?”

“I’d think that would be apparent to you Pete. I’m gonna give you a little release and I’ll bet you’ll be able to get to sleep easily then.” He stroked him harder and could feel his cock pushing up against his jeans.

“Somebody could come in and find us fooling around.”

“They’re not gonna bother us, we’re supposed to be sleeping – doctor’s orders. ‘Sides I can get in some left arm therapy.” Sawyer smiled and whispered as he started undoing Peter’s pants and slowly pulling down the zipper.

“We’ll mess up the bed and my clothes fooling around right now.”

Sawyer reached over behind himself and pulled up a small hand towel which he showed to Peter and stuck up under the blanket.

“You planned this seduction didn’t you?”

“Hush up and just enjoy it. This is for you.” Sawyer reached into Peter’s pants to pull his cock out. “Lift up your hips Pete,” he ordered as he pushed his jeans and underwear down. Peter’s breath was coming much faster now that Sawyer’s hand was lightly caressing the softer skin of his cock and balls, getting to know his feel. In his fevered state Peter’s cock felt like it was radiating heat to Sawyer. Peter moaned softly. He could feel Sawyer’s cock against his ass. Sawyer stroked him up and down slowly as he kissed him around his neck and jaw. Sawyer made a slow stroke upwards and rubbed the pre-cum across the top and around the head of his penis to just under the front underside and teased up and down on the head. Peter moaned louder now, pushing his head backwards towards Sawyer and stretching out his legs rigidly.

“You’re very responsive for a guy – I like that.” Sawyer whispered, “But you gotta stay quiet or they’ll know what we’re up to.” Sawyer licked his hand and ran it up and down over the top of Peter’s cock.

“Oh God, you’re making me crazy,” Peter moaned as his breathing grew more ragged. He went to add his hand to the top of Sawyer’s. He wanted to speed it up.

“Take your hands off boy and keep them up next to you – I’m controlling this, that’s an order,” Sawyer whispered into his ear as he stopped and moved Peter’s hands back up to his chest. Peter made a noise of frustration.

“Speed up then Sawyer. Please. I need more. I wanna come.” Sawyer quickened the strokes, running his hand up the length of the shaft he added a twist to the wrist at the top of the strokes.

“Oh damn! That’s so fucking good! Jeez.” Peter was breathing heavily and had closed his eyes now.

“You just gotta ask for what you want boy.” Peter was leaning back against him now and Sawyer could feel his body tensing up and jerking. He moved the towel over his hand and Peter’s cock.

“Oh God! Fuck!” Peter kept the volume down but moaned loudly as he shot his load into the towel. He was panting raggedly trying to get his breath back again. Sawyer kissed his neck and shoulder before he wiped him off with the towel, took his hand from underneath the blanket and licked some of Peter’s cum off his hand. Peter leaned over on his side to watch him and it had an obvious effect on him. Sawyer smiled slyly.

“See, you enjoyed that didn’t you? You’ll find that good things can come from doing what I say Pete. I’ll bet you’ll sleep now.”

Peter smiled at him as though he was done-in. “You’re right, I really enjoyed it. I feel wasted now and all I want to do is sleep. I wasn’t expecting you to get me off.” Sawyer smiled and helped him pull his clothes back up and on. Peter hand been through so much in the last 36 hours that he ended up sleeping all afternoon without waking. He got up in the early evening, took both the blankets and went to sit out in the computer room. Sawyer had already gotten up and was nowhere to be seen. Hurley had computer duty now and was sitting, listening to an old 33 1/3 vinyl album on the record player. Hurley liked the fact that there was music available in the hatch.

When Hurley saw Peter his eyebrows shot up and he looked truly shocked. “Whoa Peter, you look terrible. Man, she really got you good. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a guy messed up as bad as you by a chick before.”

Peter threw down his blankets on the couch and said, “Okay Hurley, I’m going back and look in the mirror after that.” He seemed to be walking much more steadily now, but still didn’t want to get too far away from the wall. He found the bathroom quickly, used it and went to wash his hands. When he saw his face in the mirror he cringed. God, he thought, it’s even worse tonight than it was this morning. I look like I got beat up by a gang. I hate for anyone to see me like this. All the bruises were much darker now and more pronounced against his light skin. He went back down the hall, sat down on the couch and pulled the blankets around him.

Hurley shook his head. “So I bet all the guys will avoid her, she’s dangerous.”

“She’s a master martial arts practitioner, but I’m probably the only one she’s a danger to. She just about tore my eyelid off, broke my nose, gave me a concussion that I still have a headache from and Jack had to sew me back up. But I don’t think she’ll do anything more to me. I just pushed her over the edge with my unfaithfulness and she snapped.”

“So dude, is it uh true that you were kissing Charlie when she saw you?”

Peter grimaced, “Why are you asking me that Hurley?”

“Well, that’s what they were saying around the campfire last night, that’s what she was screaming about.”

“Yeah it was him, but he doesn’t need to get drug down into my dirt anyway. It was my fault. How did Claire take it?”

“Claire seemed upset with him at first, but they seem to be okay with each other now.”

Peter looked away, “It wasn’t his fault. I initiated it.” Neither spoke for several minutes they just listened to the music.

Finally Hurley spoke, “So dude, you’re like gay or what?”

Peter sighed. “I’m bisexual Hurley. I like men and women both sexually.”

“Well you lived with a woman for a year and a half.”

“Yep, and that’s where a big part of the problem was.” He paused. “I need some fresh air.” He hated playing 20 questions about his sexual preferences.

He got up and walked back to the outer door he had come through last night, went out to a clearing and sat down on a fallen tree still wrapped up in the blankets. Fuck, he thought, I need to go back and pick up my stuff from the beach and see if she’s still got any of it. I’ve only got what I’m wearing right now. He thought about the past 24 hours of his life and how things could so easily go to hell so quickly. He thought about Julie and how he’d lied to her and been unable to be faithful to her. He’d had sex with guys the whole time he’d been living with her. Why do I keep trying? He thought. My old man has warped me for the rest of my life. He felt himself getting more depressed. Just then he heard someone coming through the underbrush towards him, looked up and saw that it was Kate. Great, he thought, she was there last night and probably even saw me kissing Charlie before Julie did.

“Hey,” Kate said. “Ewww, gosh you look pretty bad Peter.” She sat down on the log next to him.

“Thanks.” Peter said dourly.

“I didn’t realize she had hurt you so bad physically.”

“Funny you would think that would cross your mind when she slammed me against a palm tree with a roundhouse kick to the face and knocked me unconscious.”

Kate saw he was being very defensive. “Hey, I just came down here to see how you were doing. I’m not the enemy here, so lighten up.”

“So are you going back to report to Julie that I looked like hell warmed over?” he countered.

“No, I just was concerned about how you were. I didn’t know you’d be a prick about it though.”

Peter looked down at the ground sheepishly, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to be a prick. I’m just upset about everything and my emotions are all over the place. Plus I still feel like hell. My eyelid’s swollen and hot, my nose is broken and hurts, and I have a mild concussion. I’ve only been walking normally for the last half hour or so.”

“You know all this will pass. Everybody is just talking about it now cause it just happened,” she offered.

“I know, and I know I’ll weather all the gossip okay. I’m more concerned about what some of the men may be thinking about me now. Some of these guys are alpha males, real straight and homophobic. I’ve beaten up and almost killed before by guys like that just because I’m bisexual. There’s no place for me to go, and that scares me.”

“What scares you boy?” Peter jumped, he hadn’t heard Sawyer approaching. “Hi Freckles! What are you doing here?” Sawyer grinned.

“I came to see how the most recent patient was doing,” she said.

“And how’s he doing?” he asked.

“Not so hot I think,” she said looking at Peter.

“Well, I went and got all your stuff off the beach and from your ex-girlfriend and I’ve got it here in these suitcases and duffle bag, so you can get out of those dirty clothes.” Kate was watching Sawyer’s face, this wasn’t like him. He rarely did something for somebody without some ulterior motive.

Peter smiled slightly and said, “Thanks Sawyer, thanks for going to get my stuff. I was just worrying about going back there to get it, and having another altercation with her.” He stood up and reached to take the suitcases from Sawyer but Sawyer didn’t hand them to him.

“Last time I saw you, you weren’t even standing up straight and couldn’t walk without being supported. I’ll put these in the bedroom. You walkin’ okay now?”

“Yeah, I’ve stopped holding onto the walls, but I don’t feel any better.”

“Well, those bruises have gotten even darker and angrier,” Sawyer said with a sorta pleased smile. Peter knew that was a thinly disguised reference to the hickey he had put on his collarbone the night before.

Kate stood up. “I’ve got some food with me. Are you guys hungry?” They both said yes and they went back into the hatch. Sawyer went to put up Peter’s things. Hurley looked up and said, “So dude, he’s like moving in with you now? Huh?”

“Funny Hurley, very funny,” Sawyer retorted. Kate overhead the comment and her brows knitted together like when she was upset. Peter was watching her face and thought, oh-no, that’s not good, that was written all over her face. They walked over to the kitchen area and Kate started washing off the food.

“I’m gonna go put these blankets up and see if I can find my sweater. I’ve been running a fever, but I’m getting tired of dragging these around.” Kate just nodded and took out a few plates. Peter walked back to the bedroom area and threw the blankets down on the beds.

“There you are,” Sawyer said quietly, “Did you miss me?” as he grabbed Peter by the ass and then ran his thumb roughly up the back seam of Peter’s jeans. He smiled and laughed when Peter jumped. Jumps as good as a girl, he thought. Peter smiled back but didn’t want to get anything started with Sawyer right now. “Did you happen to see a sweater or jacket in the stuff you picked up for me?”

“Maybe something in one of the suitcases, but I’ve got something else for you,” and Sawyer pulled him close and gave him a slow but firm kiss and the mouth and reached down and grabbed Peter’s cock through his jeans.
“Umph.” Peter moaned. Sawyer had kissed him just enough to hurt and squeezed him just enough to make him harden up. “Damn you Sawyer, you’re teasing me.”

“I just don’t want you to forget your promise to me boy. I’ve made you come twice now.”

“Don’t worry I haven’t forgotten. But I really do need that sweater; I’m still cold from this fever.”

“I can warm you up if you’d like,” Sawyer said as he reached over and tweaked Peter’s right nipple hard. Peter narrowed his eyes at Sawyer and let out a little hiss. Sawyer laughed, put the suitcases up on the bed and opened one, pulling out the sweater. “I packed them for you. You know you’ve got some very interesting things in there,” he said as he helped Peter with the sweater. They wandered back into the kitchen, Peter sat down at the table, but Sawyer just sauntered over and bumped ever so slightly into Kate as she worked and didn’t move off. Kate smiled. Sawyer smiled.

Peter smiled, but he thought, “SOB, he’s playing with her to get a rise outa me.” Sawyer reached up and moved a ringlet of hair out of her face to behind her ear, and glanced over Peter’s way. “That confirms it,” Peter thought. “He’s playing with both of us.” He got up and went over to the counter, picked up two pieces of fruit and said thanks to Kate. Then he walked back to the computer room where Hurley was to eat his fruit. He could feel Sawyer’s eyes following him. Sawyer made it a point to stay in the kitchen area to eat his dinner with Kate. Peter could hear the tones of their voices, but not what they were saying. Kate was laughing softly a lot. Damn, he thought, her voice sounds like a woman in love or one trying to get a man to love her. Peter just lay out on the couch, closed his eyes and fell asleep. Next thing he knew, he woke up to Jack shaking his arm asking him to go back to the bunkroom so he could check him out and change his bandages.