The Boys From Tennessee

The Boys From Tennessee
Rating: NC17, M/M slash, bondage, control, nipple play, oral & anal sex
Author: Chissy_Rose
Pairing: Sawyer/Peter
Author’s Notes/Disclaimer: They’re not mine, I don’t own them. No infringement intended.

The Boys From Tennessee
Chapter 52 (52/60)
Leather Bonds

Sawyer pulled the flap to his shelter closed behind them as they entered it. Peter found matches and lit two of the oil lamps. Sawyer walked over and hugged him from behind, kissing his neck. Peter let out a small moan. He turned around in Sawyer’s arms and stepped back to separate them a bit, he wanted to see Sawyer’s face.

“What do you want tonight James? I want you to tell me just what you want from me.” Peter ran his hands to Sawyer’s hips.

“I thought I was clear, Pete. I want you to strap me up. Make me crazy with desire. I want you to take control.” Sawyer licked his lips and smiled seductively at Pete.

Peter looked down for a moment and Sawyer felt his own stomach tighten a bit. “I’m in a weird place James. I don’t know if you want me to tie you up and dominate you or not. You’ve been romantic and seductive tonight. I got so much bottled up in me right now that I’m scared. Maybe it’s not a good idea tonight.” He searched Sawyer’s face.

Sawyer thought a moment before he spoke. “Well, if you’re worried about being too rough, it’ll make up for the shit I did to you before. Shit I never shoulda done to you. You’ve let me really hurt you and you came back to me and still loved me. I trust you. Tie me up, wear me out, hurt me, but make me come. I want you to control me tonight.”

Peter looked in his eyes and said, “You safe word me if you need to, but I don’t think you’ll need to. Ok, you do exactly as I say.” Sawyer nodded yes.

Peter took the hem of Sawyer’s shirt and pulled it off over his head. “Don’t move,” he ordered. He stepped in closer and kissed Sawyer lightly on the lips and ran his tongue over his lower lip and looked him in his eyes. He could see the anticipation and the lust Sawyer was feeling. He ran his tongue across his jaw to his collarbone and kissed him, sucking his skin. Sawyer moaned. That always made him crazy to be kissed there. He ran his tongue down his chest and stopped over his right nipple and lapped it with his tongue. Sawyer moaned softly and opened and closed his fists out of frustration. Peter knew it was harder for him to not move unrestrained like this – it took more control. He nipped the nipple with his teeth and sucked it into his mouth. Sawyer tilted his head back slightly and made an unintelligible noise. Peter smiled and ran his tongue over to his other nipple, first lapping it and then sucking it into his mouth. Sawyer’s breath hitched and he closed his eyes. Peter stepped back and ran his hands over both of Sawyer’s breasts, feeling them grow taut under his hands.

“God you are so damn gorgeous. I never get enough of seeing you like this,” Peter said full of desire. He walked over to his things and opened up his suitcase, sifting through it. He brought over some leather wrist straps and ankle straps, all with D-rings. “Give me your left wrist,” he ordered, strapping it on to Sawyer’s wrist. “Now the right one.” He strapped it into place and then took two small carabineers and screwed the two straps together. Sawyer wouldn’t be able to remove them. He’d have to be let out of the straps. “Hold your hands up over your head and keep them up,” he ordered.

Peter wrapped his arms around him, straddled his thigh and thrust hard against Sawyer letting him feel his hard on. Sawyer moaned again, but lower this time.

“See what you’re already doing to me James? You make me so hard and horny I fucking hurt sometimes. I want you so damn bad – it’s like you’re a drug and I can’t get enough of you.” Peter spoke softly but intensely, knowing it would make Sawyer even hornier. He ran his finger tips around the edge of Sawyer’s jeans waist band, undid the button and drew the zipper down slowly. He pushed his hands into his jeans and grabbed both his ass cheeks and squeezed them hard. Sawyer bucked up against him, he wasn’t expecting for it to hurt. Peter took the waistband in his hands and pushed Sawyer’s jeans all the way to the ground. Peter made him step out of his jeans and separate his legs further. He reached over and picked up a pair of nipple clamps with screw down adjustments and ran his hands from Sawyer’s balls up his cock, up his belly and chest to his nipples. Sawyer was breathing raggedly in anticipation. Peter pulled on both nipples repeatedly and had Sawyer shaking under his touch. He pulled on the right nipple and placed the clamp over it tightening it down, and then he did the same with the left nipple. Sawyer was having trouble not squirming and not putting his arms down. Peter pulled lightly on the chains and watched the expression flit across his face. Peter went down on his knees and looked up at Sawyer. He ran his hands up his legs, feeling the muscles tighten as he felt them. He took his right hand and stroked under his balls. Sawyer whimpered and almost dropped his arms all the way down. “Back up!” Peter ordered though he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep them up much longer. He licked the underside of his balls and stroked them lightly with his hands. Sawyer’s cock was leaking pre-cum at its slit. Peter took it in his mouth and circled the head, swirling it with his tongue, licking the pre-cum off. “Mercy,” Sawyer breathed. Peter stood up and looked at him. “What is it?” he asked.

“Let me put down my arms, you’re killing me,” he begged.

“Put them down then. I’m gonna put you in a new position.” Peter went back over to his suitcase and brought out two more leather straps but these were longer and also had D rings on them. He took them and strapped one on each of Sawyer’s thighs, and then fastened each wrist strap to the new thigh straps. “There, they’re locked down now.” Peter stepped back and began to slowly get undressed knowing that Sawyer was watching his every movement. When he was naked he went down on his knees in front of Sawyer and slowly licked the underside of his cock. Sawyer groaned and Peter could feel him pull against his bonds. He ran his hands up Sawyer’s legs to his groin and gently caressed his balls before holding them tighter and sucking his cock as deeply as he could several times. Sawyer made a guttural noise that Peter loved to hear. He swirled the head of his cock with his tongue and stroked it up and down slowly. He could feel Sawyer’s legs shaking. He stood up and removed the nipple clamps and lightly pinched his nipples before taking his head in his hands and kissing him. When he broke away from the kiss, Sawyer looked like pure desire and lust.

“I want to feel you inside of me Pete. Now. Fuck me now. Don’t make me wait any longer. I’m so damn horny I could bust. I know you wanna fuck me – just do it.” The desire was dripping in Sawyer’s voice.

“I want you on the bed. I’ll help get you down.” Peter helped get him on his knees and then on his back. Peter lubed up his fingers and circled Sawyer’s opening, stroking his cock as he worked his fingers into him. He found the sweet spot and pushed his fingers against his prostate as he took Sawyers cock in his mouth and lovingly sucked it. Sawyer pulled against the wrist straps, “Oh sweet Jesus yes. Right there. Ohhhh. Damn boy – don’t do that again or I’ll come.” Peter smiled and took his hands away. He positioned himself on his knees and slicked up his cock and positioned it at Sawyer’s opening. He bent over and kissed Sawyer slowly, playing with his tongue. He ran his hand through Sawyer’s golden locks and held his head up while he kissed him lightly and slowly pushed his cock into him. Sawyer moaned appreciatively and strained against his bonds. He wanted to be touching and caressing Peter. It was always harder for him to be bound and forced to accept the pace and stimulation that was given to him. Peter started a slow firm thrust, angling himself, searching for Sawyer’s sweet spot again. He was watching Sawyer’s face when he pushed against it and Sawyer’s whole body tensed. He moaned loud enough that Peter was sure everyone at the campfire had just heard him.

“Can I fuck you faster and harder now cousin? I’m so fucking hard. I want to come in you.”

“Go ahead Pete, fuck me hard and fast. I’ve already come twice. Fuck me into the ground.”

Peter looked up so he could see Sawyer’s face, stroking him with his left hand, giving his cock a slight twist at the top and thrust into him harder, almost desperately. Sawyer was being vocal again but Peter didn’t care. It was pushing him towards his own orgasm. “Oh James! Fuck! Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh.” Peter came hard, gasping for breath. It was all he could do to keep pumping Sawyer.

“Peter! Oh fuck! Oh God!” Sawyer pulled hard against his bonds and moaned loudly as he shot off into Peter’s fist. When he relaxed he looked as though he could pass out.

Peter bent over him and kissed him lightly on the lips. “You look so damn good when you come. I live to make you look like that.” Peter reached over and got a towel and wiped himself off before unfastening Sawyer’s wrists and thigh straps. Sawyer rubbed his wrists, lay back and looked wasted. Peter lay down beside him and cuddled to him.

After a few minutes Sawyer asked him, “Hey, Pete, you okay? You’re awfully quiet now.”

“I’m okay. I really enjoyed building you up and making you come. It’s been a long intense day and I’m worn out all around. I’d like to get some sleep now if that’s okay. I wanna be close to you. Just hold me some ok?”

“Sure thing.” Sawyer kissed him on the forehead, smoothed his hair back and pulled him closer with his left hand. God I am the luckiest damn man on this island – he thought.

When Sawyer woke the next morning, Peter had already gotten up and gone. Sawyer got dressed and ambled outside to see if he could find him. He was worried about everything Peter had talked to him about the night before. He got something to eat and then set about trying to see if someone knew where Peter might be. Finally Sayid said he’d seen Peter going for a run down the beach and he’d probably be back soon. Sawyer went back to his shelter and decided to read for a while and hope Peter would show back up soon. Mid-morning Sun came to see him and seemed embarrassed but she wanted to look through his stash for something but was reluctant to tell him what. He wasn’t going to let her look through everything so she finally had to blurt out to him that she needed a pregnancy test which he felt bad about so he gave it to her. Peter showed back up shortly after that. Sawyer was glad to see him. He’d obviously run quite a distance and was still winding down. He went into the tent to change clothes and came back out to sit with Sawyer some. Charlie came by asked Sawyer to let him borrow a gun for protection. He was going with Sayid and Ana Lucia to look for something in the jungle. Sawyer let him have it, but cautioned him about not giving it to Ana Lucia and Charlie said he wouldn’t. They could see all three of them going into their tents and gathering up things to take with them and they left shortly after that.

After lunch Sawyer tried to interest Peter in playing poker, but Peter said he was going to make a trip back up to his old shelter to bring some of the last of it to the new site. Kate and Hurley walked by and Peter asked them if they wanted to play poker with Sawyer, he was bored. Sawyer suggested they play for mangos and other fruit and Kate and Hurley decided to take him up on it and they went to get some ante of their own. Peter grinned and told Sawyer to be gentle with them that he’d be back in an hour. Sawyer set up a little table and threw a cloth over it and put out the cards and his mangos. Kate and Hurley returned soon and Sawyer went over how to play briefly for Hurley’s sake. They’d played several games and Sawyer was winning most of the fruit when Jack came by. He tried to advise Hurley about what to do, and Sawyer tried to entice Jack to sit down and join them. He finally succeeded and Jack joined the game. It was the most sociable and open that Jack and Sawyer had been with one another. Jack won several hands, and Kate and Hurley both went out due to losing their ante. Sawyer persuaded Jack to stay and let him win some of his ante back, he asked Jack what he would play for and Jack said the meds. Sawyer agreed. He thought he could turn the tables and win yet. Peter came back down the beach pulling his last load and saw a group of four or five – Hurley and Kate among them watching Sawyer and Jack intently from a distance trying to determine who was winning. Peter put his stuff down and walked over.

“What are y’all watching so intently?” he asked.

Kate gestured back towards Sawyer’s tent, “Sawyer’s playing Jack now and I think he’s losing maybe. It’s sorta hard to tell. They both keep smiling and shaking their heads at each other.”

Peter laughed and asked to hold the binoculars and zoomed in to see what was going on. “Man the dynamics going on there. I’d have never believed it. They’re both trying to work each other. You’re right though. I think Sawyer’s losing from the looks of him right now. Shit, I shoulda told him not to play Jack.”

“Why do say that?” Hurley asked curious. “Do you think they’ll end up fighting each other?”

“Nope. Jack’s like a card shark. I hope Sawyer knows when to call it quits. Jack’s real good.” Peter shook his head.

“Our Jack? That doesn’t sound like Jack at all. Now how do you know Jack’s a card shark?” Kate smiled.

“Well, cause I’m kinda one too and I’ve played Jack. We were pretty evenly matched. Kept trading hands. Neither one could get ahead. I supported myself at times playing cards.” Peter was grinning. “Man I bet Jack’s eating him alive. Sawyer don’t have a chance.”

Jack stood up and put on his backpack, everyone dispersed quickly, trying to not look like they’d been watching them. Sawyer called him back and they spoke for a moment, before Jack came walking Peter’s direction. Peter could tell from Sawyer’s face, that Jack had won it all. Peter let Jack get close before he’d say anything. “So what’d you take him for Jack?”

Jack grinned, “I got the fruit, and something I really wanted – I won the meds back.”

Peter smiled too, “Well I guess that was probably the least painful way to get him to turn them back over to you. He might be more careful about playing you next time though.”

Jack smiled, “Well, you and I can always play each other. We’re more evenly matched.”

Peter nodded, “Yeah, but it’s more fun with a bigger group. We’ll just have to play nice.” Jack’s eyebrow went up, and he kept walking, waving bye to Peter.