The Boys From Tennessee
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G through L › Lost
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
61
Views:
2,679
Reviews:
39
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Lost, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
So Responsive, So Needy
The Boys From Tennessee
Rating: NC17. First B&D, M/M, Rimming, Oral sex, Anal sex
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 7 (7/60)
So Responsive, So Needy
Peter had been sleeping soundly for about two hours when he woke up to someone getting in the lower bunk with him in the dark. It was Sawyer and he could tell that he was naked. Peter’s heart beat harder, unsure. Sawyer had no idea all the horrors he had been through growing up. As Sawyer pulled him closer he didn’t see in the dark how mixed Peter’s feelings were initially. Sawyer rolled Peter onto his back and kissed him softly on the lips and then teased his mouth slowly open with his tongue. Peter could taste rum on Sawyer’s lips. He prayed Sawyer wasn’t drunk.
He’s something else, even beat up, Sawyer thought. I really want to take him hard and fast, to possess him. But he remembered what Peter had said about taking things slowly. There had to be middle ground – if Peter was as experienced as he let on he was, surely he would yield to all of Sawyer’s powers of seduction tonight. He had wanted Peter immediately – felt like he knew him – like they were meant to be together. The desire was killing him.
Sawyer kissed him gently on the mouth again and pressed his body against him, throwing his left leg over Peter’s. He planted kisses on one side of his face and then the other. Peter was breathing shallowly, beginning to respond to Sawyer’s kisses. “Pete, I want you so damn badly. I can only think about you – only want you.” He planted a row of slow kisses along his jaw line and neck, pausing to gently pull his right earlobe with his teeth. Peter ran one hand into Sawyer’s silky hair which was almost as long as his and the other down his side. Sawyer ran his hand along his jaw, caressing his face. “God you’re a good looking guy.” He licked Peter across both his lips, across his face, down his chin and Adam’s apple with his tongue.
Peter moaned, “Oh God!” and arched up slightly against Sawyer. He knew that any fear or anxiety he felt, he wasn’t going to yield to it or stop Sawyer, even if he hurt him. He was drowning in his own need. He felt like he’d never wanted anyone this badly before – this other Tennessee boy.
Sawyer sat up slightly, ran his hands across Peter’s chest and abdomen and took the hem of his t-shirt and began to pull it up over his head. Peter whispered, “No!” Sawyer stopped but didn’t release the shirt. “Are you shy boy? Don’t be! It’s dark in here, nobody can see you. I want to taste you, smell you, and feel you. I want your skin. Please.” He scooted down and nuzzled against his stomach and planted a kiss there. Peter thought a second. It was dark in the room, so he whispered okay. He didn’t want Sawyer to see the scars on his back. Sawyer helped him get the t-shirt off over his head and then reached down and pulled his boxer shorts off in one swift motion. He dropped the underwear on the floor. Peter’s breath and pulse grew faster. He was more aroused now that he was naked too. Sawyer moved back up to his collarbone and swiped his tongue across the hickey he had branded him with the night before and kissed his way over to his right nipple and began to tease it with his tongue before biting and pulling on it gently. He took his left hand and ran it over his left nipple several times before giving it a pinch.
Peter moaned deeply, “Oh yesss. God you are making me horny!”
“I told you I’m good at this,” Sawyer whispered as he moved over to kiss and suck on his left nipple while he pinched the right. He let his hand roam over Peter’s chest and gently kneaded his breasts as he kissed him. Peter bucked up into Sawyer again, pressing his hardened cock into him.
Sawyer stopped momentarily. “Mmmmm, that’s my boy, so responsive, so needy. Do you need me Peter?”
“Sawyer – please don’t stop. I need you more than you know. I want you.” He tried to reach down to grab Sawyer’s cock, but Sawyer wouldn’t let him, he brushed his hands away. Peter had to be content with stroking his face, chest and strong arms.
Sawyer took him by both wrists and stuck a finger through one of the D rings on the wide black leather cuffs he was wearing and gave it a pull. “You ever take these off?” he asked? Peter shook his head and mumbled no. “We might have to experiment with a little B&D. I found all your sex toys in one of your suitcases. You’ve got quite a collection. You could open a sex store.” He gently held Peter’s arms down at his side for a moment looking him in the eyes as best he could in the darkened room. “Can I tie your arms up over your head Pete? If you bottom I’ll let you go any time you say so. Or I’ll tie ‘em where you can untie them if you want.”
“I can’t take any real pain tonight Sawyer.”
“I know. I’m not gonna give you any - just control you, drive you crazy, fuck you and make you cum.” Sawyer could feel every breath Peter was taking and the hardness of his cock pressed up against him.
Peter rolled his head back, yielding himself to him. “I’m all yours.”
Sawyer smiled, got up and brought back a length of rope from his things. He took his left wrist and tied the D ring of the leather cuff to the rope with a square knot. He ran the rope over the narrow head board and gently pulled his arm up over his head before attaching the other cuff. Now both Peter’s arms were over his head. He was exposed and vulnerable to Sawyer’s whims. He slowly ran his hands down Peter’s arms to his body and began to kiss him going down his torso. Peter was lifting his hips again. “Stay still,” Sawyer ordered. Peter moaned. The sexual tension was almost too much. Sawyer was enjoying torturing him through prolonging this. He squeezed his breasts again, ran his fingers down Peter’s soft hairy trail into his pubic hair where he massaged him around his cock and balls, taking care not to touch them. He drew his fingernails gently under his ass cheeks and Peter hissed. Sawyer wanted this to be something Peter would always remember about him. He bent down and used his tongue to lick the creamy precum off the top of Peter’s cock, closed his lips, pressed his mouth down around the head of his cock and then pulled his mouth off roughly. Peter bucked and let out a soft high scream, “Oh God.” He was breathing hard and fast. Sawyer put his mouth down on his cock again, swirled his tongue around and under the head of the cock, then he quickly went all the way down on it with his mouth and sucked him hard up and down.
Peter was shaking and was begging him now. “Please Sawyer, in heaven’s name, fuck me and let me come. I need you inside me. I’m freakin’ beggin’ you to fuck me. I want you in me. Please fuck me… please.” Sawyer looked at him and felt lust stronger than he’d ever felt in his life. He had never had a man or a woman beg so earnestly for him to fuck them. He knew he’d need extreme control of himself to not shoot his wad when he entered Peter since he was so aroused himself. He ran his tongue around the head of Peter’s cock again and stroked him 4 or 5 times while he reached for the lube he’d brought back from his beach tent. He lightly caressed Peter’s balls and touched him underneath them. He lifted Peter up by his thighs, separated his ass cheeks and rimmed his ass with his tongue, probing and licking slowly. Peter moaned and whispered, “Oh God, you’re something else. Do you know what you’re doing to me?” He pulled against the ropes from frustration. “Sawyer you’re torturing me!”
Sawyer opened the lube and slicked it over Peter’s ass and his fingers. He slowly pushed in and out against the entrance before he slipped two fingers into him in one slow firm motion. Peter let out a high pitched moan and Sawyer felt his ass clench tightly around his fingers. He waited to feel him will himself to relax and he pulled them back out totally. Peter gasped at the empty sensation.
“Damn you,” Peter hissed quietly. “Fuck me – you’re killing me like this.” Sawyer pushed against the entrance and thrust the fingers into him again. Peter winced and tried to push back against Sawyer’s hand. Even his voice was trembling now and he was near sobbing. “Sawyer, please fuck me. I’ll do anything you want. I need you more than you know.”
Sawyer heard the anguish in his voice and thought – oh God I’ve pushed him too hard. He began to move his fingers in and out of Peter’s ass, straining his long fingers to find his prostate and he hit home. Peter moaned, shaking violently and fucking his fingers back, pushing down on them. Sawyer moved them in and out before stroking his prostate gently again. Peter’s body tensed up like he was in ecstasy as he had a second orgasm. Sawyer thought the expression on his face was worth more than anything he’d ever owned. “Are you multiorgasmic Pete?” Peter nodded yes. “Damn. You’re lucky. Not a lot of guys are. You wanna come again?”
“Fuck me Sawyer. I want to come with you in me.” Sawyer pulled his fingers out, pushing Peter’s legs further apart with his own. He gently lifted his head towards him and as he slid his tongue into his mouth he slid his throbbing cock into his ass. Peter was moaning into the kisses. Sawyer started a slow deep fucking thrust in and out. He caressed Peter’s face with one hand. “You’re mine now Peter. We know each other. I know what you like. I know how to turn you on. I’ll give you whatever pain or pleasure you desire. Is that what you want?” Sawyer stopped for just a moment, waiting.
Peter looked up into his face and Sawyer could see the need on it was just raw. “Yes, I’m yours. Use me however you want just please keep fucking me.” Sawyer slowly sped up his pace, fucking Peter harder and faster. He grasped Peter’s cock and began jerking him off as he pounded against his ass. Peter’s breath was so ragged he was gasping or moaning with every thrust now.
Sawyer whispered, “Come for me now baby, I’m fixin’ to fill you up.” He couldn’t hold back any longer. Sawyer moaned, “Oh God! Fuck! Pete!” He arched back in an unbelievably hard orgasm, shot repeatedly into Peter and jerked his whole body. Peter screamed almost loud enough to lose his voice as he shot his cum all over Sawyer’s hand and half way up his own chest. He repeated Sawyer’s name as his body continued to quiver and shake. Sawyer couldn’t hold himself up any longer. He reached up and undid the ropes holding Peter’s arms. He put his right hand on the bed next to Peter, slid down and rolled them both over on their sides so he could stay in Peter for as long as possible. He reached down and covered them both with the sheet as they felt the flood of endorphins pulse through their bodies. Sawyer pulled closer to Peter, kissed him on the shoulder, wrapped himself around him and whispered, “That was incredible. You are so sexy and so responsive. I could be addicted to you.”
Peter whispered back, “You’re a good lover, but you were really enjoying tormenting me.”
“Yes, but you wanted it. You know that a little pain, torment and longing can boost your desire and pleasure even higher.”
“You know me so well, so quickly Sawyer, that it scares me. We’re more alike than we know.” They lay there together basking in the afterglow, when a hesitant male voice sounded down the darkened hall, “Are you both alright?” Two voices answered yes.
Rating: NC17. First B&D, M/M, Rimming, Oral sex, Anal sex
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 7 (7/60)
So Responsive, So Needy
Peter had been sleeping soundly for about two hours when he woke up to someone getting in the lower bunk with him in the dark. It was Sawyer and he could tell that he was naked. Peter’s heart beat harder, unsure. Sawyer had no idea all the horrors he had been through growing up. As Sawyer pulled him closer he didn’t see in the dark how mixed Peter’s feelings were initially. Sawyer rolled Peter onto his back and kissed him softly on the lips and then teased his mouth slowly open with his tongue. Peter could taste rum on Sawyer’s lips. He prayed Sawyer wasn’t drunk.
He’s something else, even beat up, Sawyer thought. I really want to take him hard and fast, to possess him. But he remembered what Peter had said about taking things slowly. There had to be middle ground – if Peter was as experienced as he let on he was, surely he would yield to all of Sawyer’s powers of seduction tonight. He had wanted Peter immediately – felt like he knew him – like they were meant to be together. The desire was killing him.
Sawyer kissed him gently on the mouth again and pressed his body against him, throwing his left leg over Peter’s. He planted kisses on one side of his face and then the other. Peter was breathing shallowly, beginning to respond to Sawyer’s kisses. “Pete, I want you so damn badly. I can only think about you – only want you.” He planted a row of slow kisses along his jaw line and neck, pausing to gently pull his right earlobe with his teeth. Peter ran one hand into Sawyer’s silky hair which was almost as long as his and the other down his side. Sawyer ran his hand along his jaw, caressing his face. “God you’re a good looking guy.” He licked Peter across both his lips, across his face, down his chin and Adam’s apple with his tongue.
Peter moaned, “Oh God!” and arched up slightly against Sawyer. He knew that any fear or anxiety he felt, he wasn’t going to yield to it or stop Sawyer, even if he hurt him. He was drowning in his own need. He felt like he’d never wanted anyone this badly before – this other Tennessee boy.
Sawyer sat up slightly, ran his hands across Peter’s chest and abdomen and took the hem of his t-shirt and began to pull it up over his head. Peter whispered, “No!” Sawyer stopped but didn’t release the shirt. “Are you shy boy? Don’t be! It’s dark in here, nobody can see you. I want to taste you, smell you, and feel you. I want your skin. Please.” He scooted down and nuzzled against his stomach and planted a kiss there. Peter thought a second. It was dark in the room, so he whispered okay. He didn’t want Sawyer to see the scars on his back. Sawyer helped him get the t-shirt off over his head and then reached down and pulled his boxer shorts off in one swift motion. He dropped the underwear on the floor. Peter’s breath and pulse grew faster. He was more aroused now that he was naked too. Sawyer moved back up to his collarbone and swiped his tongue across the hickey he had branded him with the night before and kissed his way over to his right nipple and began to tease it with his tongue before biting and pulling on it gently. He took his left hand and ran it over his left nipple several times before giving it a pinch.
Peter moaned deeply, “Oh yesss. God you are making me horny!”
“I told you I’m good at this,” Sawyer whispered as he moved over to kiss and suck on his left nipple while he pinched the right. He let his hand roam over Peter’s chest and gently kneaded his breasts as he kissed him. Peter bucked up into Sawyer again, pressing his hardened cock into him.
Sawyer stopped momentarily. “Mmmmm, that’s my boy, so responsive, so needy. Do you need me Peter?”
“Sawyer – please don’t stop. I need you more than you know. I want you.” He tried to reach down to grab Sawyer’s cock, but Sawyer wouldn’t let him, he brushed his hands away. Peter had to be content with stroking his face, chest and strong arms.
Sawyer took him by both wrists and stuck a finger through one of the D rings on the wide black leather cuffs he was wearing and gave it a pull. “You ever take these off?” he asked? Peter shook his head and mumbled no. “We might have to experiment with a little B&D. I found all your sex toys in one of your suitcases. You’ve got quite a collection. You could open a sex store.” He gently held Peter’s arms down at his side for a moment looking him in the eyes as best he could in the darkened room. “Can I tie your arms up over your head Pete? If you bottom I’ll let you go any time you say so. Or I’ll tie ‘em where you can untie them if you want.”
“I can’t take any real pain tonight Sawyer.”
“I know. I’m not gonna give you any - just control you, drive you crazy, fuck you and make you cum.” Sawyer could feel every breath Peter was taking and the hardness of his cock pressed up against him.
Peter rolled his head back, yielding himself to him. “I’m all yours.”
Sawyer smiled, got up and brought back a length of rope from his things. He took his left wrist and tied the D ring of the leather cuff to the rope with a square knot. He ran the rope over the narrow head board and gently pulled his arm up over his head before attaching the other cuff. Now both Peter’s arms were over his head. He was exposed and vulnerable to Sawyer’s whims. He slowly ran his hands down Peter’s arms to his body and began to kiss him going down his torso. Peter was lifting his hips again. “Stay still,” Sawyer ordered. Peter moaned. The sexual tension was almost too much. Sawyer was enjoying torturing him through prolonging this. He squeezed his breasts again, ran his fingers down Peter’s soft hairy trail into his pubic hair where he massaged him around his cock and balls, taking care not to touch them. He drew his fingernails gently under his ass cheeks and Peter hissed. Sawyer wanted this to be something Peter would always remember about him. He bent down and used his tongue to lick the creamy precum off the top of Peter’s cock, closed his lips, pressed his mouth down around the head of his cock and then pulled his mouth off roughly. Peter bucked and let out a soft high scream, “Oh God.” He was breathing hard and fast. Sawyer put his mouth down on his cock again, swirled his tongue around and under the head of the cock, then he quickly went all the way down on it with his mouth and sucked him hard up and down.
Peter was shaking and was begging him now. “Please Sawyer, in heaven’s name, fuck me and let me come. I need you inside me. I’m freakin’ beggin’ you to fuck me. I want you in me. Please fuck me… please.” Sawyer looked at him and felt lust stronger than he’d ever felt in his life. He had never had a man or a woman beg so earnestly for him to fuck them. He knew he’d need extreme control of himself to not shoot his wad when he entered Peter since he was so aroused himself. He ran his tongue around the head of Peter’s cock again and stroked him 4 or 5 times while he reached for the lube he’d brought back from his beach tent. He lightly caressed Peter’s balls and touched him underneath them. He lifted Peter up by his thighs, separated his ass cheeks and rimmed his ass with his tongue, probing and licking slowly. Peter moaned and whispered, “Oh God, you’re something else. Do you know what you’re doing to me?” He pulled against the ropes from frustration. “Sawyer you’re torturing me!”
Sawyer opened the lube and slicked it over Peter’s ass and his fingers. He slowly pushed in and out against the entrance before he slipped two fingers into him in one slow firm motion. Peter let out a high pitched moan and Sawyer felt his ass clench tightly around his fingers. He waited to feel him will himself to relax and he pulled them back out totally. Peter gasped at the empty sensation.
“Damn you,” Peter hissed quietly. “Fuck me – you’re killing me like this.” Sawyer pushed against the entrance and thrust the fingers into him again. Peter winced and tried to push back against Sawyer’s hand. Even his voice was trembling now and he was near sobbing. “Sawyer, please fuck me. I’ll do anything you want. I need you more than you know.”
Sawyer heard the anguish in his voice and thought – oh God I’ve pushed him too hard. He began to move his fingers in and out of Peter’s ass, straining his long fingers to find his prostate and he hit home. Peter moaned, shaking violently and fucking his fingers back, pushing down on them. Sawyer moved them in and out before stroking his prostate gently again. Peter’s body tensed up like he was in ecstasy as he had a second orgasm. Sawyer thought the expression on his face was worth more than anything he’d ever owned. “Are you multiorgasmic Pete?” Peter nodded yes. “Damn. You’re lucky. Not a lot of guys are. You wanna come again?”
“Fuck me Sawyer. I want to come with you in me.” Sawyer pulled his fingers out, pushing Peter’s legs further apart with his own. He gently lifted his head towards him and as he slid his tongue into his mouth he slid his throbbing cock into his ass. Peter was moaning into the kisses. Sawyer started a slow deep fucking thrust in and out. He caressed Peter’s face with one hand. “You’re mine now Peter. We know each other. I know what you like. I know how to turn you on. I’ll give you whatever pain or pleasure you desire. Is that what you want?” Sawyer stopped for just a moment, waiting.
Peter looked up into his face and Sawyer could see the need on it was just raw. “Yes, I’m yours. Use me however you want just please keep fucking me.” Sawyer slowly sped up his pace, fucking Peter harder and faster. He grasped Peter’s cock and began jerking him off as he pounded against his ass. Peter’s breath was so ragged he was gasping or moaning with every thrust now.
Sawyer whispered, “Come for me now baby, I’m fixin’ to fill you up.” He couldn’t hold back any longer. Sawyer moaned, “Oh God! Fuck! Pete!” He arched back in an unbelievably hard orgasm, shot repeatedly into Peter and jerked his whole body. Peter screamed almost loud enough to lose his voice as he shot his cum all over Sawyer’s hand and half way up his own chest. He repeated Sawyer’s name as his body continued to quiver and shake. Sawyer couldn’t hold himself up any longer. He reached up and undid the ropes holding Peter’s arms. He put his right hand on the bed next to Peter, slid down and rolled them both over on their sides so he could stay in Peter for as long as possible. He reached down and covered them both with the sheet as they felt the flood of endorphins pulse through their bodies. Sawyer pulled closer to Peter, kissed him on the shoulder, wrapped himself around him and whispered, “That was incredible. You are so sexy and so responsive. I could be addicted to you.”
Peter whispered back, “You’re a good lover, but you were really enjoying tormenting me.”
“Yes, but you wanted it. You know that a little pain, torment and longing can boost your desire and pleasure even higher.”
“You know me so well, so quickly Sawyer, that it scares me. We’re more alike than we know.” They lay there together basking in the afterglow, when a hesitant male voice sounded down the darkened hall, “Are you both alright?” Two voices answered yes.