The Boys From Tennessee II

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

The Boys From Tennessee II
Chapter 8
Need Beyond The Sex

Jack and Sawyer were sitting quietly at the campfire when Peter’s ex-girlfriend Julie came by and asked if she could join them. Jack gestured for her to sit down. She asked them how they were doing and how was Peter.

“Well, we’re a little concerned about him right now. He threw up a while ago, I guess from nerves, and then he went up the beach by himself,” Jack said quietly.

“Damn, he still does that huh? He was real anxious or upset then because that’s when he’ll throw up like that. If you don’t mind me asking what was he upset about?”

Sawyer spoke up this time, “He had an anxiety attack earlier today in front of Sayid and me. He was real embarrassed and upset about it. When we got back to camp, he didn’t even want to talk about it. He left earlier when Jack just tried to touch him.”

“Hmmm. He probably needs to be seeing Libby if he’ll talk to her. If he gets real anxious he gets wild. I guess y’all know that by now.” Julie shook her head.

“Yeah, we’ve seen that side of him already. Wild is an understatement,” Jack responded.

“He’s gotten so anxious with me before I just had to take control and get him to do what I said.” Julie stopped and was deep in thought. She wondered if she’d just said too much. Jack and Sawyer exchanged a meaningful glance. Jack was the one who asked.

“It’s none of our business, but were you a Dominatrix with Peter?”

Julie smirked. She’d wondered if Peter had talked about it or if they had just figured it out on their own. “Why do you ask that Jack?”

“Well, you just said you had to take control of him. He’s addicted to sex and the most submissive bottom I’ve run across. He was with you for a year and a half he said and one of his suitcases was filled with bondage and S&M stuff. Sawyer and I have both topped him and done BDSM with him. It doesn’t take much of a jump to guess you were topping him too.”

Julie smiled slyly as she sat back. “Well, it so happens you’re correct. I was his Domme for almost that whole time. For a long time he was one of the best subs I’ve had…”

“But the other part of the time?” Sawyer spoke up, curious.

Julie huffed and shook her head slowly. “I’m sure you’ve seen it by now. No one can control him totally when it comes to sex. I’m sure his father did, but what he did to him and all the sexual partners Peter’s had, have made him the most promiscuous guy I’ve run across. I tried to keep him under control, but the longer we were together; the more he started fucking around. Maybe he’ll do better with you guys than he did with me. I got where I couldn’t take it any longer and you know what happened.” Sawyer and Jack both nodded, unsure what to say to her.

“The best way you can have a relationship with him is to not care too much about his promiscuity. If it bothers you too much and you can’t get past that, you should let him go on his way. I can tell he loves both of you and doesn’t want to hurt either of you. If you do eventually let him go, please try to still be a friend to him. He needs you beyond the sex and he needs protection on this island.” Julie looked towards the beach. “I see him coming back this direction. I’ll go now. You can look me up if you want to talk to me again.” She stood up and slipped away from the fire quickly, hoping that Peter hadn’t seen her talking to them. They watched her leave. Sawyer shifted position around the fire, sitting near Jack so he could see Peter approach.

“Just so you know Jack, Peter’s my cousin and I don’t plan on ever losin’ track of him if we get off this island. I’m always gonna keep an eye on him if I can. Even if he and I ain’t lovers any more. Blood’s thicker than water and he’s about all the kin I’ve got. I just wanted you to know that,” Sawyer said quietly as he poked at the fire.

Jack nodded. “I’m glad to know that Sawyer. I’ve told you I’m afraid he won’t stick with me and I believe I’m gonna think and worry about him the rest of my life. It means a lot to know you’ll still be keeping up with him.” Sawyer reached over and rubbed Jack on the neck and caressed his face with his thumb and just nodded. They sat in silence as Peter slowly made his way back towards them. He finally stood in front of the fire. He looked sheepish but didn’t seem as anxious as he’d been earlier.

“Hey… I’m sorry about how I acted earlier. I know you were just tryin’ to reassure me Jack, but I was still really upset about my anxiety attack earlier. I just had to get away. I couldn’t face y’all.” Peter looked so forlorn and sad.

“That’s all I was trying to do, was comfort you. You know we love you right?” Jack was looking in his eyes, trying to judge his response.

Peter let out a heavy sigh. “I know y’all do. It’s just not easy for me sometimes to accept that. I hate myself when I’m like that. It’s hard to accept love when my feelings are out of control and I hate myself for being so weak.”

“You’ve got PTSD Peter. You do pretty well considering you’re off medication and in a very unstable and dangerous environment where you’ve been badly hurt.”

“I’m fucked up Jack. There’s no getting past that. God knows I’m tryin’.”

Jack stood up and took Peter into his arms, hugging him and holding him tightly. Sawyer was glad Jack had taken him in his arms to show him they still cared. Jack finally gently pulled back, kissed him on the cheek and asked him if he wanted to turn in. Peter nodded and as they separated Sawyer stood up. Peter went to him and gave him a peck on the cheek.

“I’m sorry Sawyer for acting like an ass earlier. You were tryin’ to make me feel better and I just pulled back from you. I’m sorry I did that.”

“That’s okay baby brother. I understand more than you realize. A lot more. You need to forgive yourself now and get over it. Can you do that for me?” Sawyer asked touching him on the face. Peter nodded embarrassed again. Sawyer put his hand on Peter’s shoulder and guided him towards the shelter. “Let’s turn in then and just get a good night’s sleep. I know we all could use one.”

Jack, Sawyer and Peter all lay down to sleep in Sawyer’s tent. While he drifted off to sleep Peter woke again in a couple of hours and was unable to go back to sleep. He slowly untangled himself from them and quietly got dressed. He threw more wood on the fire and sat staring into it for a while. He was so restless he decided to walk along the beach in the direction of his old shelter. The sky was trying to clear and the moon barely lit the beach. It was cool and windy tonight. He buttoned a few buttons of his denim jacket. He walked along thinking about how little control he felt with his own life and how obsessed he was with sex. He ran his right hand repeatedly over his cock and felt it stir to life. He thought about Charlie fucking him earlier and unzipped his jeans, taking his cock out and stroking it. He moaned and stroked his cock with firm, long strokes. He hadn’t seen a lone male walking up the beach towards him. By the time he noticed he knew whoever the guy was, he’d seen him masturbating already. Peter pushed his hard-on into his jeans and struggled to zip up and button them. He almost held his breath as the guy drew close and spoke and he realized it was Paulo.

“Hey,” Paulo said first. “You know you don’t have to stop that on my account.”

Peter blushed and grimaced at the nervous confusion he was feeling. “I couldn’t sleep and thought it’d help relax me. Thought I had the beach to myself.” Peter looked down at the ocean wave froth on the beach. He was breathing faster. He knew as horny as he was that if Paulo asked now, he’d give in and let him screw him. Paulo walked up close enough to touch him. Peter knew Paulo could see how fast he was breathing and how large and erect his cock was in his pants.

“I could help you with that, if you’ll let me.” Paulo ran his fingertips against Peter’s hard-on as he looked him in the face. Peter felt conflicted. He was still struggling in his mind, unsure if an encounter with him would be a good thing or not. A few times he’d gotten beaten or roughed up after having sex with a straight guy. Sometimes they became remorseful and angry as though they’d been tricked into it. But maybe since Paulo kept being insistent and it was his idea, it’d be alright. Peter finally looked him in the eyes and nodded yes. Paulo took him in his arms and began kissing him slowly. Peter felt lust roll through him. Paulo began unbuttoning Peter’s shirt and jeans and drew the zipper down slowly. He smiled as Peter gasped quietly as Paulo took his cock out of the jeans and began stroking him. He ran his thumb over the top of Peter’s cock and swirled the pre-cum across the top. Peter moved in his arms at the sensation.

“Hmmm, you’re circumcised. It’s been a long while since I’ve had a cut-guy.”

“You’re uncut then?” Peter asked. Paulo nodded yes. “Well, it’s been a while since I’ve been with a guy who wasn’t.” Peter started undoing Paulo’s pants and pulled out Paulo’s cock. He ran his hand over the foreskin and held it together over the tip of Paulo’s cock. He gently fingered and stroked it. He wished he’d been left uncircumcised. He moved the foreskin up and down across the head but not touching the head directly. Now Paulo moaned and bucked up against him. Paulo was getting hard and erect in his hands. Paulo took him by the hand and walked him towards the tree line to some large rocks. He pulled off his own pants and laid them down on the rocks. Peter slipped off his jacket and shirt. Paulo went down on his knees and began to suck Peter’s cock.

Peter’s head went back. “Oh God, shit… you’re good at this. I didn’t think you would be.”

Paulo paused and looked up at him, amused. “I don’t know why you’d think I wouldn’t be. It doesn’t take a lot of experience to do this. I know what I like, so I just do that.” He ran his tongue and mouth up and down the side of Peter’s cock and flit his tongue across the head of it. Peter was moaning louder and holding Paulo’s head in his hands. Paulo ran his tongue around the head several times before sucking it in and out deeply. Paulo was a good looking guy and he’d been after Peter for weeks. Seeing him on his knees sucking his cock was a sight to behold. Peter’s cock ached. Paulo sat back on his heels and stroked him hard up and down.

“Can I fuck you now? I’d really like to. I’ve been watching you for quite a while and I’ve heard you fucking Jack and Sawyer both. You’ve made me really want you. I don’t want to wait any more…”

Peter nodded yes. He felt like putty in Paulo’s hands. Paulo pulled Peter’s pants down and off him. He stood up slowly and planted kisses all the way up Peter’s torso to his mouth where he kissed him excitedly, flicking his tongue against Peter’s. Peter wanted him too and leaned hard against him. Paulo grabbed him by his bare ass, pulled him up and ground his cock against him. Peter let out a needy groan.

“Fuck me then. I want you Paulo. Go ahead and take me now.”

It was all the invitation that he needed. Paulo took him by the arms and turned him around to face the large rock, bending him down towards it. Peter put his hands against the rock and waited. He could tell Paulo was spitting into his hand and wetting his cock. Two wet fingers pushed against his opening and then inside. Paulo moved them in and out and then replaced them with his cock. He pushed his cock into Peter slowly. Peter moaned his name. Paulo began a slow rutting thrust. Peter found himself moaning higher and pushing back against each stroke. Paulo loved how Peter moved his hips and was actively fucking him.

“No offense but you’re very responsive for a guy. You’re almost like fucking a whore. You’re a good fuck.” Paulo wrapped his body around Peter’s as he fucked him and began pinching his nipples. He felt Peter quiver in his arms. He ran his right hand to Peter’s cock and began stroking it slightly faster and harder as his own strokes got harder and faster also. Paulo thought about the times he’d heard Peter with Jack or Sawyer and had wondered how it would feel to fuck him, to hold him and make him moan the way Peter had with them.

After several minutes Paulo said, “I want to change positions,” and he pulled out. Peter groaned. It felt so good he didn’t like Paulo stopping even briefly. Paulo turned him around and positioned him to the side of another rock. “Can you sit and lean back some on this rock? I’ll hold your legs up.” Peter nodded but wasn’t sure about letting him fuck him from this position. He’d come hard in this position. Paulo spread their clothes on the rock and helped Peter lean up against it. He hooked his arms under one knee and then the other and then lined his cock up and pushed in. He pushed up harder and straighter on the second stroke. Peter moaned open-mouthed and his ass clenched Paulo’s stroke. “Oh God, oh shit. Damn.”

Paulo stroked four or five times quickly and then another hard thrust. Peter held the base of his cock tightly and came again moaning loudly. Paulo could feel the contractions Peter was having in this position. He gradually sped up and began really pounding into Peter’s ass. Peter was getting louder and moaning on each stroke. Paulo knew he should go ahead and come soon or Peter’s pleasurable moans would begin to be heard down the quiet beach. Paulo’s thrusts became suddenly erratic and he shot his load into Peter repeatedly. It was an intense orgasm, stronger than he’d had in a while. He pulled Peter towards himself and kissed him. Peter’s cock was still rock hard and leaking at the slit.

“You want me to get you off or just stay like this a little longer so you can get yourself off?” Paulo asked.

“Don’t move. It’s not gonna take me long to come. I’m so hard it hurts. I’ll do it.” Peter grasped his cock and began giving it quick tight strokes with a slight twist at the top. Paulo could feel his body tightening up with his orgasm approaching. Peter let out a soft scream when he came and threw his head back as he arched up. His cum shot up to above his nipples in ropes. Paulo was impressed at the volume and force of it. Peter was panting heavily. Paulo kissed him slowly a couple of times and then warned him he was pulling out. He helped Peter slide down the rock so his feet were on the ground again. Peter leaned against the rock. He felt wasted now. It had been a good hard orgasm and fuck. He thought he might even be able to sleep now. They both got dressed slowly, not talking but lost in their own thoughts.

“You know you were totally worth the wait.” Paulo smiled and stroked Peter’s face, lifting it so he could see Peter’s eyes. Peter nodded.

“You were a good fuck too Paulo… but we better not talk about this or it might cause problems. I’d rather Jack and Sawyer not know we just did this.”

“And I don’t want Nikki or any of the others to know either. I’ve got a reputation to protect.” Paulo caressed his face with his thumb one last time and then pulled his hand away. Peter nodded. “I’ll see you around Peter and I won’t forget.” Paulo left and went back down the beach. Peter sat on the beach and watched the tide and the moon slip in and out of the clouds. He waited quite a while before he returned to Sawyer’s tent and slipped quietly into bed with Jack and Sawyer. He fell asleep easily after the sex he’d just had.