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by Starblade [e-mail] [www] Rating: NC-17 for M/M SEX
Disclaimer: The characters and situations of Stargate: SG-1 belong to MGM and lots of other people. I make no claim of ownership and I make no money from this.
When Daniel Jackson asked him to dinner, Major Paul Davis didn't think twice about accepting. He had wanted to get closer to the good doctor for quite some time now, but didn't know how to go about it. He knew it was an impossible situation, a relationship between them couldn’t possibly work, but whenever he saw Dr. Jackson at the SGC his hormones stood up and took notice. So that was how he found himself here in a dimly lit restaurant dressed in the only civilian clothes he had brought with him to Colorado: a pair of jeans and pale gray polo shirt. Daniel sat across from him, twirling his glass of wine almost seductively, as if the man knew exactly what he was doing. Perhaps he did at that. They had spent the past hour in good company, sharing food and conversation. Their dessert was on its way and Daniel had a gleam in his eye. "What do you have planned for afterwards?" Paul swallowed nervously. "I was going to head back to my hotel and maybe review some reports…" Daniel snorted. "You never stop working, do you?" "I have to, sometimes. Like now." "Like now," Daniel repeated. "I hope I can tempt you into coming back to my place after dinner." "For coffee?" "Among other things." Paul set down his glass. "Dr. Jackson." "Daniel." "Daniel. Are you asking what I think you're asking?" "Why, are you accepting?" "Daniel…" Daniel sighed. "Yes, Paul, I'm asking you over because I have an ulterior motive for your body." Paul couldn't help grinning. Daniel suddenly got serious. "I wasn't sure, about you. You military types are so hard to read. I mean, if you don't want to come over, or if you don't swing that way…" Paul stopped him with a hand on his wrist. "Daniel. I-I do swing that way and I'd love to come over." Daniel's smile lit up the restaurant.
Daniel unlocked his apartment door and swung it open, gesturing Paul inside. Paul didn't expect the lights to already be on, nor the figure that sat cross-legged on the couch. "Colonel O'Neill?" He gasped. He knew the Colonel and Daniel were especially close, and consequently the two often invaded each other's home but Paul couldn't justify his own presence here. "Major," O'Neill said with a smile, standing and making his way across the room. Behind Paul, Daniel closed and locked the door with an ominous click. Paul nearly jumped as he felt Daniel's hands on his waist. What the hell was he doing? "Hey, Jack. He followed me home, can we keep him?" Jack stepped up to Paul and kissed Daniel over Paul's shoulder. Then the colonel turned to him. "If he wants to stay." Paul moved away from them both. "What the hell is going on here?" The other two men exchanged glances, then Daniel stepped forward with one hand outstretched. "I'm sorry for springing this on you… "I sent Daniel to do some recon," Jack said calmly, staying back for the moment. "To see if you might be interested in joining us." Paul felt the smile creeping up his face. It looked like his evening might be more interesting that he had planned. "He didn't mention you." "Yeah, well." Daniel pushed up his glasses, "I figured once I got you over here I could explain then." Paul reached out and pulled Daniel's glasses off of his face, placing them on the nearby shelf. Daniel blinked at him. "Are both of you sure about this?" Jack slid beside Paul, surprising him with the sudden movement. "Oh we're sure. We've wanted you for a while now." "You two, together?" Paul managed to gasp out as Jack licked up the length of his ear. "For a while now," Daniel admitted, getting into Paul's space to place a tentative kiss on his lips. Jack's hands skimmed along his sides, reaching around to undo the button of his jeans. "You ok with this?" Jack growled, his lips still moving along the side of Paul's neck. Daniel had started working on his shirt and Paul wondered when things had gotten so out of control. He stood still, shivering with his sudden desire as he allowed both men to strip him. This was like his best sex dream come to life. Paul tried to reach out and return the favor, but his hands were slapped away. Lips and fingers slid across his body like liquid silk, teasing out his most sensitive parts. "Couch," Jack ordered, pulling off his own clothes as he moved, revealing the lean lines of his body, sparsely covered by graying hair. Paul followed, limping slightly so not to jar his weeping erection. Daniel latched onto it and Paul laughed as he was literally led by his dick. Jack had sat in the center of the couch, legs spread wide as he fisted his erection with long smooth strokes. He watched both Paul and Daniel with a lazy grin on his face. Paul shivered as Daniel pressed on his shoulders. "Go on, Paul, you know you want to." He fell to his knees and crawled until he was at Jack's feet. Looking up, he met Jack's gaze and the moment narrowed until there was just the two of them. He nearly forgot about Daniel's presence until the other man began kneading his buttocks. Paul slid his hands up Jack's thighs, taking his cock in one hand before blowing on the leaking head gently. "Stop teasing," Jack murmured, running his fingers through Paul's hair. Paul found that he loved that, being patted like some sort of pet at Jack's lap for his amusement. He lowered his lips, his eyes still focused on the other man's dark gaze. "Christ," Jack whispered as Paul moved down, his lips slick with saliva and snug around the slim cock in his mouth. He didn't have time to focus on what he was doing before slippery fingers teased at his anal opening. Paul jumped and let Jack's cock slip from his mouth. "Wha?" he murmured. Jack cupped his face in his hands. "You can take it, can't you? Him and me together?" Paul nodded, bracing his hands on the couch cushions. "Easy," Daniel crooned from behind him. "Just do it," Paul grunted, tense with anticipation. He wanted to continue going down on Jack, but was afraid he'd accidentally bite the man if Daniel penetrated him. "Not when you're this tense!" "Wait." Jack pulled Paul up from his knees and took his mouth in a searing kiss, all but devouring him. They broke apart, then Jack nibbled along his throat and down his chest, leaving little nip marks all around one of his nipples. "Oh," Paul murmured, falling back on his knees slightly stunned. Daniel positioned him gently and pressed his hardness at Paul's opening. Paul held on to Jack's waist for leverage as Daniel continued to push into him, releasing his breath slowly. Daniel felt huge inside him, gliding against his prostate tauntingly as the man remained frustratingly still behind him. "Suck," Jack ordered. Paul opened his mouth again and as he leaned forward, Daniel's dick slipped out slightly. Ah, so that was the game, Paul had to fuck himself while pleasuring Jack. He gripped the cushions again as he brought himself forward sliding up and down Jack's cock. God, he was so full, his entire body stretched out. He felt dirty and used and Paul loved it. He reached down with one hand to touch himself, but Daniel slapped it away. "Don't come," he said, thrusting his hips hard against Paul's. His words only made Paul want to climax all the more. He moaned around the hardness in his mouth, moving faster and deeper. Daniel began to pull away, then pushed back forcefully, so he was nearly flung onto Jack's cock. He'd never taken a dick so deep before. "Almost," Jack grunted, grabbing Paul's hair with one hand as he tilted his hips upwards. Daniel began to move faster, as if he wanted to come with Jack. "Don't come!" this time Jack warned him, right before the other let out one long, nearly painful sounding groan as he came. Paul moved up at the last moment and strips of the white liquid landed on his face and chin. "Oh god, oh god, oh god!" Daniel was chanting as he pushed hard into Paul, stilling as he came deep inside. He pulled away and Paul could feel the slickness between his legs, concerned suddenly that Daniel hadn't used a condom. Jack tilted Paul's face up and reached down to lick up the traces of salty cream on his chin and cheeks. Paul shivered. "Please, I'm so hard." "Good," Jack rasped. "Going to need that." Before Paul could question any further, Daniel's arms were around him, lifting him up as the archaeologist took his turn at kissing him. Paul tasted those soft lips, so sweet under his own, opening so readily. Something was pressed into his hand and Paul realized it was the tube of lubricant. "Fuck him, Paul, fuck him for me." Paul pulled away from the dark desire in Daniel's eyes and looked down at the couch. Jack had hitched himself back a bit and pulled up his legs by the back of his knees. "Go to town," he invited. No way, part of Paul's mind resisted, but the other part wanted to dive in. He spilled some of the slick lube in his hand before shakily touching Jack's hole. "Condom?" he asked. Jack growled, "We're clean, we know you're clean. And we know you've haven't been with anyone in years." "Damn your security clearance," Paul teased, twisting two fingers inside with a sort of glee. It would feel so good to have this man's warmth surrounding his aching hardness. Paul didn't know how long he could last at this rate, so he quickly slicked himself before lining himself up at Jack's opening. Daniel had gone around the couch and had grabbed Jack's legs, holding the older man open for Paul's cock. Paul gripped the back of the couch and pushed. He moaned. Jack was so damn tight. "Harder," Jack commanded, holding onto the cushions. "Nice and hard." Paul did his best to comply, but he was already so close. Just once, twice, and then he was coming, his dick pushed in a deep as it could go, he came so hard his vision grayed for a moment. "God," he whispered, collapsing onto Jack's naked chest. Sweaty arms tightening around him and Jack's legs were released from their bondage. "Oh, God," Paul said again. "Easy." Daniel's gentle hands were combing through his hair. Jack's lips were on his forehead. "Nice job, soldier." "Thank you, sir," Paul teased back tiredly. "Hmm. Sir. I could get used to that." Jack chuckled, his breath tickling Paul's face. Paul pulled back and rolled off of Jack. "Hold on a second. I'm not that kinky…" Both of them laughed. "Paul, you just got fucked by two guys at once. I'd say that was pretty darn kinky." Daniel's words were light and his expression was soft. He wore the 'just-fucked' look rather well, Paul thought. Though nothing compared to the look of smugness and satiation on Jack's face. "I won't be your bottom boy," he said, suddenly serious now. Jack grinned over at him. "How 'bout we take turns then?" "Why do I feel like I’m in over my head?" Paul laughed. Daniel grabbed his head and kissed him. "Maybe because you are?" Even so, Paul wouldn't trade it for
the world. Tonight was only the beginning.
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