As of Now

Don’t own Jack or Charlie (or Sawyer either, unfortunately). So I just molest them at my leisure for no cash.
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As long as days on the island were, nights lasted twice the time. Jack curled up on the ground and shivered as rain feel outside the caves. He could have done very well that day without finding the hatch, and Desman, and having Desman ask about *her*. His mind drifted back to the night he had come home to find his ex-wife in the arms of another man. He had loved her more than anyone else on earth, from the moment she had turned up in the ER saying she had to dance at her wedding. And then she had broken his heart. It had taken months for him to recover from the divorce, and even now, years later, he still hadn’t taken a new lover. He tried to hold back the tears that had been threatening to fall all night, but despite his best efforts a small sob escaped him. Then he heard someone moving beside him. No one had been sleeping there before. He silently reached out for a flashlight and his knife, then, holding both, the turned to shine the light on the intruder. Charlie let out a squeak of alarm and fell back against the cave wall.
“Sorry, Charlie” Jack said quickly offering him his hand. The younger man took it and pulled himself up.
“What’s wrong anyway? Are you sick? Or maybe Claire? Or the baby?”
Charlie was silent for a minute and Jack looked at him expectantly. Then Charlie took the other’s hands in his and pulled him to himself. Before Jack realized what was happening their lips were pressed together and he was kissing Charlie desperately. He was vaguely aware of the younger man’s hands traveling down his sides and back, pulling up his shirt. After a second Jack pulled away.
“I…um…I didn’t mean to do that…” he stammered, blushing madly.
“No, maybe not. But I did.” Charlie smiled at him and pulled him close again.
“You’ve been upset all day. I could tell. I thought maybe you could use some comfort.” He pulled Jack down into his lap and let the other rest his head on his shoulder. He was surprised how willing Jack was being, since he was obviously embarrassed out of his mind.
“What’s been bothering you then? Something with the hatch?”
Jack shook his head.
“It’s nothing…”
“And nothing was making you cry earlier?”
Charlie sighed. It was obvious that getting Jack to talk wouldn’t be as easy as getting him to kiss him. Before he could protest Charlie had pulled Jack’s shirt off and was tracing patterns over his tan skin. Being outside so much had taken some of the edge off Jack’s professional look, but he still managed to appear more sophisticated than many of the other survivors. He started to protest when the younger man started to undo the buttons on his jeans and pull them off, but Charlie silenced him.
“Shh, love, just relax. I’ll take good care of you.”
Jack relented without much persuasion. He wasn’t in the mood to fight with Charlie, and maybe whatever the other man wanted to do would be good for him. It sure had to beat crying himself to sleep alone, and the younger man did look good naked. As soon as he got his jeans off Charlie trailed kisses down his companion’s chest and stomach. Jack closed his eyes and moaned quietly when the other ran his tongue down the length of his hardening cock and finally took him into his mouth. It was obvious Charlie had some experience. He licked and sucked wickedly, driving his future lover to the edge. Just when Jack thought he would come Charlie stopped, looking up at him with a wicked grin.
“God Charlie…don’t tease.” He begged. He’d almost forgotten about his earlier worries. They would return later after the other left, but for now they were forced from his mind by the things being done to him. Charlie licked his fingers and eased first one then another inside Jack, getting him ready.
“Have you ever been with a man before?”
“Not for a long time…not since school.”
“Then I’ll be gentle.”
“I don’t care…be rough if you want…just fuck me and…” he was cut off when his lover found the spot deep inside him that made his moan louder.
Charlie smirked. Jack was acting a bit different than he’d expected. It wasn’t bad though. After a few minutes he withdrew his fingers and entered the other as carefully as he could. Jack still had to bite his lip to keep from crying out. It wouldn’t pay to wake anyone and have them find him in such a compromising position. Charlie waited a moment for his lover to adjust to his presence before he started to move. At first it was painful for Jack, but soon pain turned to pleasure as Charlie thrust deeper into him.
“Good?” he asked, beginning to stroke Jack’s cock.
The other nodded. He hadn’t felt anything like this in too long. He could feel the other’s movements becoming less controlled as he grew closer to release. When Jack came he screamed for Charlie, waking more than a few unsuspecting castaways who figured that they didn’t want to know what this was all about. Charlie followed his lover a few seconds later and they fell next to each other, panting.
“That was amazing” Jack breathed. Charlie just smiled at him and pulled a blanket over them both, kissing the other man gently. Jack turned so he could rest his head on his lover’s chest. For once he felt safe and warm, and soon found himself drifting off to sleep. People would talk when they found the two together the next morning, but to hell with them. He had all he needed as of now .