Return to Sender

I know no one is reading this but might as well finish it before moving on...
// means flashback. Please R n R. Thanks!
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The rift alarm turned out to be nothing more than tourists who wandered in lost and finding themselves on Earth. Jack convinced them to turned back the way they came and the alien tourists readily agreed.

Jack could sense Ianto watching him when he sent everyone home, but he was too tired, still hurting too much to care. He watched Ianto hop up the invisible lift and didn't go back into his office until the young man reached the surface.

Jack stared at his paperwork, not doing anything, his mind spinning. He didn't know why he didn't tell Ianto. He didn't know why this was still bothering him. Jack had suffered worse in the hands of the Master, why was this anything different?

Because, a voice inside him said, you're with Ianto now.

Jack sighed. He got up and headed for the kitchen area for coffee. It was going to be a long night.

As he waited for the coffee to brew, Jack looked around the hub and suppressed a shiver. Even Myfanmy was quiet and it made everything as still as a tomb. Jack filled his cup and took a sip of his coffee. He smiled briefly at the bitter taste. Mm, he probably over brewed it, but it was what he needed.

When Jack took his first step however, he knew something was wrong. The bitterness had spread down his throat and his body felt fevered. Jack crashed into Toshiko's workstation and knew. His coffee was poisoned.

"Damn," Jack wheezed as he tried to reach for the phone on Toshiko's desk but his knees buckled and he collapsed onto the floor. He couldn't move. His body was on fire and Jack cried out when he felt hands on him. His skin tingled on needles and his blood boiled.

"Ooh," John Hart whispered as he slung Jack over his shoulder.

"we're going to have so much fun now."

When Jack came to, it was to a dark room, his quarters. He was on his bunk bed, naked, his arms tied above him to a pike nailed on the wall, straddled over a body under him. Ianto's nude body.

"Ianto," Jack croaked but the young mag just moaned, his eyes fluttering open then closed. His skin was flushed, too and a sheen of sweat covered his body and to Jack's horror, Ianto's cock stood straight, engorged, its tip purpled and leaking with pre-cum.

Ianto whimpered when he felt Jack on top of him and his hips jutted up with need as he tried to ground himself against Jack. The young man moaned and twisted, his cock bobbing frantically in the air.

Aphrodisiac, Jack realized. He could feel Ianto's hot skin. Ianto sobbed and his body bucked for release.

"It's okay," Jack whispered as he craned as low as his chains would allow him to Ianto's ears. "I'm here. You're all right. Shh..."

Ianto's head thrashed left and right, his cock swollen painfully against his firm belly.

Jack swallowed. He could feel Ianto's breathing going erratic and knew his heart must be beating wildly. He knew without an antidote or release, Ianto's heart would stop from the strain. Jack called out angrily but it seemed they were alone in his quarters and Ianto was dying.

Jack eased back and lined himself up with Ianto's cock. It was the only way. He squeezed his eyes shut in preparation of what he has to do.

"You'll be fine," Jack whispered. he tensed his thighs around Ianto to still him and tried to lift his hips up. It was hard without his hands free but Ianto calmed considerably at Jack's voice.

Jack shivered as he felt the dripping, blunt tip of Ianto's cock on his entrance. Jack paused, his stomach in knots again and he almost changed his mind when Ianto whimpered again.

"I'm going to help you," Jack assured him. "I'll--Ianto!"

As soon as Ianto's cock pressed deeper into the puckered muscular ring, Ianto quivered with need and his hips surged up. He slammed up into Jack, his hard erection slicing into Jack's body with a single stroke.

"No, wait, oh God, slow down," Jack tried to plea but his voice gave out to groaning as an intoxicated Ianto began thrusting up into Jack's body, going faster and deeper.

Ianto moaned, his head thrown back as he forced Jack to ride his swollen cock repeatedly. Jack jerked up and down the cock, his upper body flailing, unable to escape as the chains on his arms kept him there.

"Stop," Jack cried out when he realized Ianto wasn't cumming yet. "Stop!"

"Don't," a voice ordered out of the darkness. "Slick him up for me, Eye Candy."

"Bastard!" Jack hissed as he caught sight of John Hart emerging out of the shadows. "What did you do to him?"

"Oh," Hart smirked. "Eye Candy looked a little tense when he left Torchwood. Thought this might loosen him up." Hart held down Jack's shoulders.

"Come on," Hart demanded. "I need him loose and slick so I can get back my package."

Jack thrashed, screaming as Ianto piston up into his ass.

"I was being followed," Hart whispered as he climbed behind Jack, his hands still holding him down. "I borrowed something and someone didn't like it so I had to hide it." He wrapped his arms around Jack's waist. He squeezed.

Jack gasped as the hard lump in his stomach moved. "You placed it in me?" Jack groaned as one stroke tore him. "Ianto," Jack tried again, "Please! Stop!"

"Stupid thing moved up higher than I expected," Hart said as he kissed the back of Jack's neck. His own erection rubbed along Jack's arched spine.

"Get off!" Jack growled.

"I think I will."

Jack screamed when he felt Hart bend him far over until his face was pressed to Ianto's sweaty throat. No, no, no! Not this!

Hart's cock pressed into Jack's torn opening, brushing along Ianto's thrusting cock. Ianto moaned at the contact and panted as Hart forced his erection to scrape along Ianto's as he slide in painfully inside Jack's ass.

Jack felt like he was being split into two as Hart fully sheathed himself inside Jack, Ianto still thrusting dryly as he whimpered deliriously.

"Come on," Hart commanded breathlessly. "Fill him up with that lovely cock of yours, Eye Candy. Oh yeah, super tight. Don't stop."

"Bastard," Jack screamed as he felt Hart begin to move and something hot trickled out of his ass. Ianto trembled and came in hot jets of cum that burned Jack's insides, but caught with Hart's cock now thrusting as well, Ianto hardened again.

"Oh God," Hart moaned into Jack's ear, his body heavy against him, "Your sweet boy can do this all night. I may have overestimated the dosage. Come on, Eye Candy, rip him apart with that big cock of yours."

Jack writhed, trapped between two bodies. His ass burned and filled as Hart cum as well. Cum and blood dribbled out of his torn ass and made a wet spot on the bed. Hart's hands was digging into his stomach, pushing and pressing down on the painful cold lump that began to move.

"A little more," Hart breathed eagerly as he slipped out of Jack's body. he laid on top of them, rocking his wet cock on Jack. "Almost there. Slick him up good."

Ianto wailed as he arched his back and came again and again. Jack jerked. Cum filled his rectum and it even felt like it flooded his colon but Jack convulsed, unable to stop Hart when Hart pulled him off Ianto's semi-aroused cock and shoved a hand up Jack's body without warning.

"I'll kill you!" Jack sobbed as he felt a fist inside him, that hard lump now so much bigger as Hart wrapped a hand around it. "No!"

"You're going to make me a rich man," Hart whispered as his hand began to move inside Jack. Hart chuckled. "Maybe I'll celebrate with your boy there, seeing he's still *up* for it."

Before Jack could say anything, he felt the hand inside him, a larger fist now, yank out and he screamed as loud as he could before the pain was too much and Jack fell into darkness.