Working Out the Kinks: Luau fic for gemjam
Title: Working out the Kinks
Featuring: Jack/Sawyer/Sayid
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Kinks, including threesome, light bondage, and rimming.
Word Count: 4813 words
Disclaimer: Well my memory’s not good but I don’t think this happened. All rights of the characters belong to the producers and writers of Lost, but I say if I wanna play with them when they’re available and no-one’s actually paying me… well, darn it, I will.
Author’s Notes: Former Luau Queengemjam asked for kinks and quirks and if possible, something with Jack/Sawyer/Sayid. My kinky mind got working overtime, and hopefully, the result is acceptable, if very late!
Sawyer wasn’t usually as interested in men as in women, but he did have a bit of a kink for guys with earrings, it had to be said. He’d been eyeing up a matched pair in his usual bar for about an hour now, and while he wasn’t convinced they were that interested in him yet, they were certainly fucking each other with their eyes enough for him to be sure they were into guys.
He downed the last of his beer and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he headed for the bar. They weren’t sitting right next to each other, but the hungry looks they’d been exchanging were a dead giveaway that they’d be leaving the place together in less time than it took for Sawyer to con a man out of fifty bucks on a good day.
The middle-eastern guy, whom he was calling ‘Ali’ in his head, had caught Sawyer’s eye from the minute he’d walked in with his sultry dark looks and the sparkling diamond in his left ear was practically calling Sawyer’s name. The guy had given him a quick once over as he moved into the place, which it had to be said, stirred up more than Sawyer’s thirst. He’d walked up to the bar quickly enough, licking lips suddenly gone dry, but Ali’s eyes had gone from Sawyer to a preppy-looking guy around the corner of the bar who was eyeing him almost jealously as if he’d just stolen the exotic-looking man from him.
Sawyer quirked an eyebrow as he faced the new guy down and he couldn’t help noticing the glint of an almost identical earring to Ali’s in his right ear. He smirked to himself as the handsome college-type (although he was probably a bit old for that) ran a hand through his buzz-cut and then looked back at the darker man. Once he had his beer in his hand Sawyer watched the two men as if facing a tennis match for a few moments before stepping away and finding his usual seat in a booth near the back. He had a clear view of both and he had a feeling that even if neither one was particularly interested in him, he was in for a little entertainment just by watching them before they ran off to do the dirty together.
Now, as he approached the bar again, he moved into a gap to the right of Ali, pretending he had no interest in him at all and lifted his eyebrows in the barmaid’s direction. She nodded back to let him know he was next as she carried on serving another patron. Patiently, he raised a foot onto the rail at the bottom of the bar and took a handful of peanuts from the bowl near Ali.
“You think he’s ever had a threesome?” the dark man’s softly accented voice whispered somewhere near Sawyer’s ear.
Sawyer almost swallowed a peanut whole and had to cough to dislodge it in his surprise, but he didn’t turn to face the man. Instead he looked up at ‘Doc’, as he was now thinking of the college-professor type, who for some reason reminded him of the first guy Sawyer had ever given a blowjob to. That guy had had the same earnest look, and he’d eyed Sawyer up with pretty much the same barely-disguised interest as this one was doing to Ali. As the con man looked, Doc turned his simmering brown eyes on Sawyer, and he quietly murmured back to Ali, “Dunno. He seems a bit… conservative, but that look? He sure as hell wouldn’t say no, if you ask me.”
Licking his lips again, Sawyer returned the guy’s interested stare, then slowly turned to see where Ali’s eyes were resting. The heat in the deep brown eyes was almost enough to make Sawyer sunburnt, but he managed to refrain from reaching for his sunglasses as he allowed the man to see what effect he was having.
Just then the barmaid asked him what he was after, and Sawyer practically had to bite his tongue so he didn’t just say a clear space on the bar and these two guys naked in front of him.
“A beer thanks, sweetheart,” he managed, gulping.
Ali snorted a little next to him and a quick sideways look revealed the man trying not to laugh. Sawyer shook his head lightly, accepting the beer with a proper smile and a polite ‘thank you’ as he checked what Doc was doing now. To his surprise, the guy was no longer seated where he had been, and Sawyer looked around wildly, trying to spot him.
“Looking for me?” a voice at his right asked and Sawyer turned to see Doc checking him out from much closer now. “Think he’ll come home with us, Sayid?” the man asked, leaning forward and grinning at the darker man on Sawyer’s other side.
Sawyer whipped his head around so fast he almost had whiplash to add to the sunburn. Ali was grinning at his partner suggestively, and then he shifted his gaze towards Sawyer.
“I think he could be convinced,” he assured the other man.
~//~//~
Sawyer wasn’t sure he was doing the right thing by allowing these two to bundle him into a taxi like they were eloping with the prettiest girl in town and her daddy was right behind them, but they were so hot that it was hard to resist. He didn’t even know the part of town where they ended up, but he watched Ali, or ‘Sayid’, as the other guy was calling him, pay the driver as Doc dragged him out of the back and pressed him up against the nearest wall.
“You like to watch or be watched?” Doc whispered hotly against Sawyer’s lips as he ground a very hard erection into Sawyer and pulled his head back to study Sawyer’s eyes before he could respond to the almost-kiss.
“Either’s good,” Sawyer managed as Sayid approached and reached out a hand to touch his partner lightly.
“Come on, Jack, let’s get the man inside first. He might be shy,” the dark man smiled, turning towards a door recessed into the side of the building.
‘Jack’ almost kissed Sawyer again then, leaning back in as if he would, but then barely ghosting soft lips over the blond’s before pushing his hips forward hard once and then backing away and grinning suggestively as he followed his friend.
“C’mon, Dimples,” he offered with a jerk of his chin, “We’ll work it out.”
Sawyer’s heart was already pounding and he didn’t hesitate, following the pair into the dark hallway. They were already in an old-style lift by the time he caught up, close enough together as they leaned into the wall of the wide elevator that there was no mistaking their relationship now. Nervously, Sawyer moved closer and Sayid turned, kissing Jack open-mouthed so Sawyer could appreciate every breath they shared. Ali’s hand cupped Doc’s groin lightly and Sawyer could see that the man’s erection hadn’t waned.
He backed into the wall behind him, swallowing hard, and watched, knowing they wanted him to. The kiss lasted some time and it was so erotic that Sawyer wondered for a minute if they were going to go the whole way right here. Finally, Sayid eased away from Jack and closed the elevator door with a creak, eyeing Sawyer suggestively the whole time. Sawyer flicked his eyes to Jack as the lift began to move jerkily and was treated to a pink tongue-tip slowly making it’s way across swollen lips and a lust-filled look from hazel-brown eyes.
The elevator ground to a shuddering halt, causing Sawyer’s stomach to lurch - or maybe that was the expression in Jack’s eyes. Sayid opened the door, giving Sawyer a barely repressed look of want as he stepped into the loft and waited for the others to join him. Jack wandered casually into the room, brushing past Sayid and putting some music on at an impressive stereo system against one wall. Sawyer followed them, looking around the spacious place and admiring the décor. Someone had substantial money to make this place what it was.
Sayid had moved into a kitchen area and was leaning against the counter with head tilted thoughtfully as he studied Sawyer by the time the blond looked back at him. Sawyer raised his eyebrows in query as the music started up, but then his gaze shifted to Jack who was moving toward him purposefully, his gaze predatory. Sawyer swallowed at the look, the beat echoing his pulse.
“Do you wanna dance?” Jack asked, and without waiting for the answer, shifted closer to Sawyer, taking hold of his hips and beginning to move in time with the music.
Unable to resist, Sawyer found the other man’s rhythm and responded in kind, tilting his head back just enough to bare his neck to his dance partner. He didn’t touch Jack yet, allowing the other man’s hands to keep them close. Jack smiled sexily and pulled him in tighter, hands stroking down to grip Sawyer’s buttocks. Their groins were rubbing against each other in such a way that Sawyer could hardly breathe, but he couldn’t stop the motion, not now.
Sawyer had forgotten Sayid for the moment, but then he felt something at his back and tilted his head further, his hair spreading out as the dark man moved closer and wrapped an arm around his waist, grinding into him in the same rhythm. Jack moved his hands out of the way and gripped Sawyer’s hips once more. Sayid’s breath was warm against Sawyer’s neck and Jack leaned over, the pace changing only slightly as he found Sayid’s lips and kissed him over Sawyer’s shoulder.
The three of them seemed in perfect sync now, despite the fact that the only kissing so far had between the established couple. Sawyer almost felt like they were putting on some kind of show for him, teasing him into an excitement they had no intention of fulfilling, but for the aching heat pulsing between all of them. He was unable to stop the moan of need as he continued to gyrate with them, one hand finally seeking each of the other men as they moved lips from each other onto Sawyer’s hot flesh.
The feeling of two sets of lips against his neck was incredible, and the others obviously wanted to extend that, Sayid flicking the buttons of Sawyer’s shirt open with one hand and Jack lifting his hands up to push it off. Then they were both touching him as they continued to move in time with the music. Sawyer gave into the sensations, his hands wandering between them and reeling, completely under their spell.
They continued to dance for the length of the song and then Jack and Sayid led Sawyer towards a king-sized bed set on a platform raised a few feet above the main floor of the loft, the next song still pounding through his bloodstream.
“Here,” Jack invited, sitting on the bed and toeing his shoes off. Sayid went around the bed and removed his own footwear, kneeling onto the bed and coming to a rest immediately behind Jack, his hands on his partner’s shoulders.
Sawyer’s chest heaved with the exertions from the dance floor and he could already feel a fine sheen of sweat across his bare skin. He quickly removed his boots and moved to lean over Jack, aiming to kiss him, his need growing as he exchanged looks with the two men. But Jack moved away as if he had no intention of allowing Sawyer’s lips near his own and Sawyer growled lowly, putting a hand up to the other man’s jaw and turning him back towards him. To his surprise, Jack didn’t fight it, and when Sawyer pressed his lips against the fullness of Jack’s, the seated man pushed his tongue into Sawyer’s mouth, raising his hands to steady the blond as the kiss deepened.
Finally, Sawyer pulled back, shivering as he looked into Sayid’s eyes. The lust there was unmistakeable and Sawyer wanted to taste him as much as his partner. But Jack looked flushed and delectable and Sawyer couldn’t resist straddling the man and grinding downwards as he took his face in both hands this time and kissed him again. Jack’s hands wrapped around him at the touch and stroked across the skin of his back, sending more shivers through Sawyer.
This kiss lasted longer than the first one; a slightly salty, smoky flavor driving Sawyer on, and then he had to pull away. Sayid was already leaning closer and as Sawyer came up for air, the man threaded fingers through his hair, pulling him close over Jack’s shoulder this time and stealing his breath before he could even regain it properly.
Sawyer gasped into Sayid’s mouth and he had to grip Jack’s upper arm tightly to remain steady. He felt as though he would pass out; the wet spiciness of Sayid’s mouth intoxicating him. Regretfully drawing back as Jack’s hands continued to smooth over his sweaty skin, Sawyer took several gulps. Both men were staring at him with openly hungry looks, and it reminded him so much of feeding time at the zoo that Sawyer almost wished he hadn’t come with them for a moment.
But the moment passed and he climbed backwards off Jack, flicking open the button on his jeans and quirking a lip up at one side as he looked from one man to the other.
“What?” he asked, sliding the zipper down but not removing his pants.
“Shall we tell him?” Sayid said against Jack’s cheek, wrapping his arms around the man’s neck and looking up at Sawyer.
Jack’s smile grew as he watched Sawyer’s confusion grow, and he tilted his head slightly, allowing Sayid to kiss his cheek, as he replied, “No, I think we should make him wait.”
Sawyer huffed a laugh and shook his head, not sure he really wanted to know.
“So…” he drew the word out a little, moving his hands back to his jeans and sliding one into his open fly to play with the curly hairs there, “you two wanna do anything else, or you really just into watching?”
Jack giggled, which surprised Sawyer. He hadn’t appeared to be the type of guy who would come out with such a sound, but it was refreshing and somehow hard to resist echoing, although Sawyer didn’t actually giggle, it was more of a deep throaty laugh.
Sayid’s smile broadened too as he moved out from behind Jack and off the side of the bed to approach Sawyer. He looked up at the taller man coyly from under deliciously long dark lashes as he placed a hand over the one Sawyer had dipped into his jeans. Licking his lips sexily as he moved Sawyer’s hand out of his way, Sayid slid warm fingers back inside Sawyer’s pants and teased through the hairs much as Sawyer had already done. This time it caused ripples of excitement much more heady than his own touch had done, and Sawyer leaned down to kiss Sayid again. The other man didn’t let him though, withdrawing the hand abruptly and stepping back with a glance to his partner, who was still seated on the bed and watching them with eager eyes.
“Take off your jeans, please,” Jack asked politely, as if he was intending to iron them rather than get it on with their wearer.
Sawyer frowned at Sayid, but then nodded at Jack. He couldn’t help thinking this was truly taking teasing to interesting heights. They both seemed so interested one minute, then each one would retreat a little the next, like the ultimate cock-tease. Sawyer was more than confused, but something inside told him he wouldn’t be disappointed in the long run.
Raising his eyebrows and shaking his head in wonder, he finally obeyed, standing naked and proud before them both, Jack still seated on the bed and Sayid standing to his side with head tilted and an eyebrow quirked up in what seemed like delight.
“Come with me,” Sayid suggested, placing a hand on the small of Sawyer’s back and directing him towards the head of the bed. The touch sent a thrill of lust straight through to Sawyer’s cock and he obeyed instantly.
Jack remained where he was, although he turned to watch, a smirk just beginning on his lips, as Sayid indicated that Sawyer should get onto the bed.
“Just lie down on your back. I won’t be a minute.”
Sawyer did as he was told, although he was wondering again if this was such a wise idea. What if these two were kink freaks who just wanted to tie him up and do him over?
Sayid went to a dresser and dug around in a drawer as Sawyer watched him curiously. Jack moved now, licking his lips as he crawled up the bed towards Sawyer, stopping by his side and reaching out gentle fingers to skim lightly across Sawyer’s closest nipple. Taking a quick gulp of air, Sawyer’s eyes flew to Jack’s fingers. He had beautiful hands; well looked after hands, smooth and manicured, although he didn’t seem the vain sort. Maybe he used them in whatever profession he held, Sawyer found himself deciding as he continued to watch the hand float just on his skin, the touch causing tiny jolts of electricity to run through Sawyer’s body and connect at his groin. All he wanted was for Jack to touch him there, although he didn’t do anything to make the man move more quickly.
While he paid attention to Jack’s touch, he hadn’t been conscious of what Sayid was doing for a moment, and now the man kneeled on the bed on his other side and Sawyer realized he had two silken scarves in his hands. Sawyer swallowed, licking his lips as he looked first at them and then at Sayid’s face.
“W-what are they for?” he asked, his earlier thought of being bound and abused coming back to him.
“They are for tying you to the headboard,” Sayid told him matter-of-factly, taking one wrist gently in his hand and lifting it towards the end of the bed.
Resisting, Sawyer was sure the fear must have shown in his eyes, but Sayid didn’t push, simply letting go of his hand and sitting back on his heels as he gazed back at the blond.
“Tell him, Jack,” he smiled, not looking at his partner, “tell him how much he will like it.”
“Oh, you’ll love it,” Jack reassured softly, his hand still moving slowly towards Sawyer’s groin as he leaned closer to Sawyer, lips ghosting over his stubble and warm breath in his ear, “He’s good, he’s really good. And we won’t hurt you, I promise. All you have to do is let him tie you up, and then you watch. I promise it’ll be worth it.”
The low and sultry tone was working magic on Sawyer and he closed his eyes, nodding as his cock pulsed in anticipation once more. He felt Sayid take hold of his wrist again, and this time he let him move it, the silk deliciously cool as it wound around him. Sayid’s thumb stroked over his pulse as he attached the arm to the headboard and Sawyer opened his eyes again, watching as Sayid leaned over him to tie the other hand. Sayid was close again and his spicy musk filled Sawyer’s senses, although he was still aware of Jack’s hand on his body. The other man had moved back a little, however, allowing Sayid access to fasten Sawyer securely.
Now Sawyer was tied up, the other two moved smoothly off the bed, leaving him bare and alone.
“Hey, c’mon,” he protested, unsure what the game plan was now.
“Ssh,” Jack hushed him with a finger to his lips and then he and Sayid were kissing again, the heat between them evident as Sawyer watched.
Without breaking the kiss, they were suddenly starting to remove each other’s clothes, and Sawyer quirked a smile, thinking this is more like it, even though it almost seemed as though they’d forgotten him for a moment.
The kiss broke as they moved to undo each other’s trousers, and Sawyer smiled more as both of their muscled bodies were revealed. Their arousal was evident and he licked his lips, pulse pounding and cock throbbing as they touched each other and went back to the open-mouth kiss as if they couldn’t get enough of each other. Why they even needed Sawyer was beyond him, if this was how they were with each other, but he was grateful for the delicious vision if nothing else.
Finally, they broke apart again, eyeing each other hotly and breathing heavily.
“Bed?” Jack asked and Sayid nodded, circling around to the other side of Sawyer.
They offered him duel lust-filled looks as they knelt up on either side of him, and then they were kissing over him, hands stroking arms, backs and sides; the sight driving Sawyer wild. He was desperate to reach out and touch both of them, but tied as he was he had no option. Two extremely hard erections were within his sight, not counting his own, and he couldn’t even stroke them! Sawyer whimpered in frustration, which caused the two men over him to pause in their game of tonsil-hockey.
“You think we should help him out?” Jack asked, giving Sawyer a look that wouldn’t be out of place on a cheeky schoolboy, but Sayid shook his head, smiling evilly as he ran brown fingers over Jack’s cock almost possessively.
“You said he should watch,” Sayid replied, gripping Jack tighter.
“I did,” Jack gulped, closing his eyes for a second as Sayid’s hand began to move on him, and then opening them to check Sawyer’s reaction.
Sawyer was gulping too, sure he’d be unable to stand any more of this, but then Jack was touching Sayid in the same way the other man was stroking him and he couldn’t help but watch. The two men went back to kissing, lips all over each other’s mouths, faces and necks, and now Sawyer didn’t know where to concentrate his gaze; it was all so hot.
He thought he was going to pass out from the visual overload and his need was pulsing so steadily now, he wondered if he might come just like this, but the couple evidently had other plans. Moving apart at last, Sayid headed towards Sawyer’s feet and Jack slid closer to his head, almost as if choreographed.
Jack dipped his head closer, one hand squeezing Sawyer’s nearest nipple, and kissed him lightly. Sawyer whimpered into his mouth as Sayid gently pushed his legs apart and up, placing his feet flat on the bed on either side of his body as he moved in between.
“You’ll like this,” Jack smiled, lying down beside him and nodding towards where Sayid was smoothing his hands over Sawyer’s trembling thighs.
The darkened eyes gazing back towards him were full of power; strong and assured and Sawyer swallowed, unsure if he could believe Jack. Sayid smiled again and lowered his head, bypassing Sawyer’s erect cock so close to his lips and licked a long stroke from his pucker to just below Sawyer’s balls.
“F-fuck,” Sawyer murmured, squeezing his eyes shut.
The tongue drifted deliciously back down the path it had just taken, and then the tip was pressing into Sawyer, making him writhe but in the best possible way. The strong muscle wormed its way slowly into his reluctant ass, and then suddenly, Sawyer's body relaxed almost of its own accord, sensations coursing through him uncontrollably.
“That’s it,” Jack encouraged, leaning up to watch his partner more easily, “Just let him in. He’s so good at this…”
“Please…” Sawyer whispered, hips jerking as Sayid’s tongue moved, turning him into utterly compliable jelly. Only Sayid’s firm warm hands gripping his hips kept him where he was.
“Gorgeous,” Jack murmured and moved even more upright.
Then the man was straddling Sawyer, leaning down to kiss him, tongue pulsing almost in time with the one inside the other part of Sawyer. Christ! Neither one had even touched his cock yet and he swore once again that he was going to lose it any second.
Sayid pulled his tongue out then, causing another whimper from Sawyer, and then the darker man was off the bed once more.
“Jesus,” Sawyer managed now Jack had also pulled back, and he pulled at his bindings, testing them.
“It’s okay,” Jack reassured him as Sayid retrieved something from another drawer and returned to the bed where he’d been.
“Main course,” Sayid added cryptically as Jack kneeled up and over Sawyer and began mouthing his neck, supporting himself with hands either side of Sawyer’s head.
Sawyer moaned and as Jack echoed it, lifting his head, he realized what Sayid was doing. He had coated his fingers in lube and was now working Jack open with them. Sawyer could see Jack’s cock bouncing around as he peered between his own body and the man above him. Now he began to wonder if he was going to be left achingly hard while Sayid fucked his partner over Sawyer, unable to do anything about it.
But Jack smiled down at him as Sayid removed his fingers and began to slick up his blood-darkened cock, the closer man whispering, “Ready?”
“Ready?” Sawyer echoed, confused.
Jack huffed a laugh and moved upright, grasping Sawyer’s cock for the first time that night, causing another groan from the blond. Jesus! It was a wonder he didn’t just shoot off his load right then and there. But somehow Sawyer managed to keep it together as Jack slowly lowered himself onto the hard flesh, gasping as he slid down Sawyer’s full length until their bodies touched. Sawyer swallowed as the tight smoothness engulfed him, desperate now to thrust. Before he could even try, he felt Sayid grip his thighs, holding them apart, and then hot hardness nudged his own opening as Jack leaned forward over him once again.
“Just hold back for me, baby,” Jack whispered throatily, keeping still.
Sayid, however, wasn’t keeping still. He was pushing his thick moistened cock deep into Sawyer, almost lifting his thighs to gain the best angle. All three of them groaned then, almost simultaneously, and Sayid gave an experimental thrust, causing the sound to echo around the room again.
“Christ!” ripped from Sawyer’s throat, “Somebody move… please?” he begged, wrapping his legs around Sayid’s body to encourage the man and gain some leverage too.
Sayid shifted again, getting comfortable behind the others, evidently, and then Jack sat more upright, making a shudder ripple through Sawyer’s body. Sayid encircled his lover’s waist, pulling the man towards himself and kissing at his back.
“Now?” Sayid asked, shifting his hands down to wrap one around Jack’s cock, the other gripping his thigh.
“Now,” Jack confirmed with a nod and then they were both moving.
Sawyer was unable to control any of it from his position sandwiched under and between the two men, but it barely mattered. Between them, the rhythm built as if they each knew exactly what the other wanted and needed, and the bed squeaked almost in terror, Sawyer thought obscurely as he felt his orgasm building.
“Oh, Jesus… Fuck!” he gasped as it finally hit, the muscles surrounding him clamping down hard even as Sayid’s cock scraped harshly across sensitive nerves inside him.
He bucked, unable to stop himself and Sayid’s hand gave a couple more sharp tugs to Jack’s cock, the pearly liquid spurting globules across Sawyer’s heaving chest. At the same time, Sawyer could feel Sayid’s release as he grunted through his climax, face pressed into Jack’s back. Jack reached back with a hand, grasping the nearest part of Sayid’s body, his breath straining as he grinned in triumph.
“Fuck!” Sawyer let out again as the others removed themselves from his sticky body and Jack leaned over him to untie his wrists.
“Worth waiting for?” Jack smirked as he offered another wet kiss to Sawyer.
“Jesus, you guys… you got some fuckin’ kinks,” was all Sawyer could manage as the two of them draped themselves over him comfortably, ignoring the mess they’d made.
“You think that was kinky?” Jack smiled against Sawyer’s left nipple, “Wait ‘til you see what we got planned for the morning.”
“Fuck me…” Sawyer breathed.
“Yes, that’s definitely part of it,” Sayid purred and both faces looked at him in sated delight, twin earrings gleaming evilly.
They’d definitely worked their own kinks out, and it wasn’t going to take much to decide on most of Sawyer’s at this rate, he figured, closing his eyes and smirking.
Sawyer had no objection to that at all.
~//~//~//~
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Featuring: Jack/Sawyer/Sayid
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Kinks, including threesome, light bondage, and rimming.
Word Count: 4813 words
Disclaimer: Well my memory’s not good but I don’t think this happened. All rights of the characters belong to the producers and writers of Lost, but I say if I wanna play with them when they’re available and no-one’s actually paying me… well, darn it, I will.
Author’s Notes: Former Luau Queengemjam asked for kinks and quirks and if possible, something with Jack/Sawyer/Sayid. My kinky mind got working overtime, and hopefully, the result is acceptable, if very late!
Sawyer wasn’t usually as interested in men as in women, but he did have a bit of a kink for guys with earrings, it had to be said. He’d been eyeing up a matched pair in his usual bar for about an hour now, and while he wasn’t convinced they were that interested in him yet, they were certainly fucking each other with their eyes enough for him to be sure they were into guys.
He downed the last of his beer and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he headed for the bar. They weren’t sitting right next to each other, but the hungry looks they’d been exchanging were a dead giveaway that they’d be leaving the place together in less time than it took for Sawyer to con a man out of fifty bucks on a good day.
The middle-eastern guy, whom he was calling ‘Ali’ in his head, had caught Sawyer’s eye from the minute he’d walked in with his sultry dark looks and the sparkling diamond in his left ear was practically calling Sawyer’s name. The guy had given him a quick once over as he moved into the place, which it had to be said, stirred up more than Sawyer’s thirst. He’d walked up to the bar quickly enough, licking lips suddenly gone dry, but Ali’s eyes had gone from Sawyer to a preppy-looking guy around the corner of the bar who was eyeing him almost jealously as if he’d just stolen the exotic-looking man from him.
Sawyer quirked an eyebrow as he faced the new guy down and he couldn’t help noticing the glint of an almost identical earring to Ali’s in his right ear. He smirked to himself as the handsome college-type (although he was probably a bit old for that) ran a hand through his buzz-cut and then looked back at the darker man. Once he had his beer in his hand Sawyer watched the two men as if facing a tennis match for a few moments before stepping away and finding his usual seat in a booth near the back. He had a clear view of both and he had a feeling that even if neither one was particularly interested in him, he was in for a little entertainment just by watching them before they ran off to do the dirty together.
Now, as he approached the bar again, he moved into a gap to the right of Ali, pretending he had no interest in him at all and lifted his eyebrows in the barmaid’s direction. She nodded back to let him know he was next as she carried on serving another patron. Patiently, he raised a foot onto the rail at the bottom of the bar and took a handful of peanuts from the bowl near Ali.
“You think he’s ever had a threesome?” the dark man’s softly accented voice whispered somewhere near Sawyer’s ear.
Sawyer almost swallowed a peanut whole and had to cough to dislodge it in his surprise, but he didn’t turn to face the man. Instead he looked up at ‘Doc’, as he was now thinking of the college-professor type, who for some reason reminded him of the first guy Sawyer had ever given a blowjob to. That guy had had the same earnest look, and he’d eyed Sawyer up with pretty much the same barely-disguised interest as this one was doing to Ali. As the con man looked, Doc turned his simmering brown eyes on Sawyer, and he quietly murmured back to Ali, “Dunno. He seems a bit… conservative, but that look? He sure as hell wouldn’t say no, if you ask me.”
Licking his lips again, Sawyer returned the guy’s interested stare, then slowly turned to see where Ali’s eyes were resting. The heat in the deep brown eyes was almost enough to make Sawyer sunburnt, but he managed to refrain from reaching for his sunglasses as he allowed the man to see what effect he was having.
Just then the barmaid asked him what he was after, and Sawyer practically had to bite his tongue so he didn’t just say a clear space on the bar and these two guys naked in front of him.
“A beer thanks, sweetheart,” he managed, gulping.
Ali snorted a little next to him and a quick sideways look revealed the man trying not to laugh. Sawyer shook his head lightly, accepting the beer with a proper smile and a polite ‘thank you’ as he checked what Doc was doing now. To his surprise, the guy was no longer seated where he had been, and Sawyer looked around wildly, trying to spot him.
“Looking for me?” a voice at his right asked and Sawyer turned to see Doc checking him out from much closer now. “Think he’ll come home with us, Sayid?” the man asked, leaning forward and grinning at the darker man on Sawyer’s other side.
Sawyer whipped his head around so fast he almost had whiplash to add to the sunburn. Ali was grinning at his partner suggestively, and then he shifted his gaze towards Sawyer.
“I think he could be convinced,” he assured the other man.
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Sawyer wasn’t sure he was doing the right thing by allowing these two to bundle him into a taxi like they were eloping with the prettiest girl in town and her daddy was right behind them, but they were so hot that it was hard to resist. He didn’t even know the part of town where they ended up, but he watched Ali, or ‘Sayid’, as the other guy was calling him, pay the driver as Doc dragged him out of the back and pressed him up against the nearest wall.
“You like to watch or be watched?” Doc whispered hotly against Sawyer’s lips as he ground a very hard erection into Sawyer and pulled his head back to study Sawyer’s eyes before he could respond to the almost-kiss.
“Either’s good,” Sawyer managed as Sayid approached and reached out a hand to touch his partner lightly.
“Come on, Jack, let’s get the man inside first. He might be shy,” the dark man smiled, turning towards a door recessed into the side of the building.
‘Jack’ almost kissed Sawyer again then, leaning back in as if he would, but then barely ghosting soft lips over the blond’s before pushing his hips forward hard once and then backing away and grinning suggestively as he followed his friend.
“C’mon, Dimples,” he offered with a jerk of his chin, “We’ll work it out.”
Sawyer’s heart was already pounding and he didn’t hesitate, following the pair into the dark hallway. They were already in an old-style lift by the time he caught up, close enough together as they leaned into the wall of the wide elevator that there was no mistaking their relationship now. Nervously, Sawyer moved closer and Sayid turned, kissing Jack open-mouthed so Sawyer could appreciate every breath they shared. Ali’s hand cupped Doc’s groin lightly and Sawyer could see that the man’s erection hadn’t waned.
He backed into the wall behind him, swallowing hard, and watched, knowing they wanted him to. The kiss lasted some time and it was so erotic that Sawyer wondered for a minute if they were going to go the whole way right here. Finally, Sayid eased away from Jack and closed the elevator door with a creak, eyeing Sawyer suggestively the whole time. Sawyer flicked his eyes to Jack as the lift began to move jerkily and was treated to a pink tongue-tip slowly making it’s way across swollen lips and a lust-filled look from hazel-brown eyes.
The elevator ground to a shuddering halt, causing Sawyer’s stomach to lurch - or maybe that was the expression in Jack’s eyes. Sayid opened the door, giving Sawyer a barely repressed look of want as he stepped into the loft and waited for the others to join him. Jack wandered casually into the room, brushing past Sayid and putting some music on at an impressive stereo system against one wall. Sawyer followed them, looking around the spacious place and admiring the décor. Someone had substantial money to make this place what it was.
Sayid had moved into a kitchen area and was leaning against the counter with head tilted thoughtfully as he studied Sawyer by the time the blond looked back at him. Sawyer raised his eyebrows in query as the music started up, but then his gaze shifted to Jack who was moving toward him purposefully, his gaze predatory. Sawyer swallowed at the look, the beat echoing his pulse.
“Do you wanna dance?” Jack asked, and without waiting for the answer, shifted closer to Sawyer, taking hold of his hips and beginning to move in time with the music.
Unable to resist, Sawyer found the other man’s rhythm and responded in kind, tilting his head back just enough to bare his neck to his dance partner. He didn’t touch Jack yet, allowing the other man’s hands to keep them close. Jack smiled sexily and pulled him in tighter, hands stroking down to grip Sawyer’s buttocks. Their groins were rubbing against each other in such a way that Sawyer could hardly breathe, but he couldn’t stop the motion, not now.
Sawyer had forgotten Sayid for the moment, but then he felt something at his back and tilted his head further, his hair spreading out as the dark man moved closer and wrapped an arm around his waist, grinding into him in the same rhythm. Jack moved his hands out of the way and gripped Sawyer’s hips once more. Sayid’s breath was warm against Sawyer’s neck and Jack leaned over, the pace changing only slightly as he found Sayid’s lips and kissed him over Sawyer’s shoulder.
The three of them seemed in perfect sync now, despite the fact that the only kissing so far had between the established couple. Sawyer almost felt like they were putting on some kind of show for him, teasing him into an excitement they had no intention of fulfilling, but for the aching heat pulsing between all of them. He was unable to stop the moan of need as he continued to gyrate with them, one hand finally seeking each of the other men as they moved lips from each other onto Sawyer’s hot flesh.
The feeling of two sets of lips against his neck was incredible, and the others obviously wanted to extend that, Sayid flicking the buttons of Sawyer’s shirt open with one hand and Jack lifting his hands up to push it off. Then they were both touching him as they continued to move in time with the music. Sawyer gave into the sensations, his hands wandering between them and reeling, completely under their spell.
They continued to dance for the length of the song and then Jack and Sayid led Sawyer towards a king-sized bed set on a platform raised a few feet above the main floor of the loft, the next song still pounding through his bloodstream.
“Here,” Jack invited, sitting on the bed and toeing his shoes off. Sayid went around the bed and removed his own footwear, kneeling onto the bed and coming to a rest immediately behind Jack, his hands on his partner’s shoulders.
Sawyer’s chest heaved with the exertions from the dance floor and he could already feel a fine sheen of sweat across his bare skin. He quickly removed his boots and moved to lean over Jack, aiming to kiss him, his need growing as he exchanged looks with the two men. But Jack moved away as if he had no intention of allowing Sawyer’s lips near his own and Sawyer growled lowly, putting a hand up to the other man’s jaw and turning him back towards him. To his surprise, Jack didn’t fight it, and when Sawyer pressed his lips against the fullness of Jack’s, the seated man pushed his tongue into Sawyer’s mouth, raising his hands to steady the blond as the kiss deepened.
Finally, Sawyer pulled back, shivering as he looked into Sayid’s eyes. The lust there was unmistakeable and Sawyer wanted to taste him as much as his partner. But Jack looked flushed and delectable and Sawyer couldn’t resist straddling the man and grinding downwards as he took his face in both hands this time and kissed him again. Jack’s hands wrapped around him at the touch and stroked across the skin of his back, sending more shivers through Sawyer.
This kiss lasted longer than the first one; a slightly salty, smoky flavor driving Sawyer on, and then he had to pull away. Sayid was already leaning closer and as Sawyer came up for air, the man threaded fingers through his hair, pulling him close over Jack’s shoulder this time and stealing his breath before he could even regain it properly.
Sawyer gasped into Sayid’s mouth and he had to grip Jack’s upper arm tightly to remain steady. He felt as though he would pass out; the wet spiciness of Sayid’s mouth intoxicating him. Regretfully drawing back as Jack’s hands continued to smooth over his sweaty skin, Sawyer took several gulps. Both men were staring at him with openly hungry looks, and it reminded him so much of feeding time at the zoo that Sawyer almost wished he hadn’t come with them for a moment.
But the moment passed and he climbed backwards off Jack, flicking open the button on his jeans and quirking a lip up at one side as he looked from one man to the other.
“What?” he asked, sliding the zipper down but not removing his pants.
“Shall we tell him?” Sayid said against Jack’s cheek, wrapping his arms around the man’s neck and looking up at Sawyer.
Jack’s smile grew as he watched Sawyer’s confusion grow, and he tilted his head slightly, allowing Sayid to kiss his cheek, as he replied, “No, I think we should make him wait.”
Sawyer huffed a laugh and shook his head, not sure he really wanted to know.
“So…” he drew the word out a little, moving his hands back to his jeans and sliding one into his open fly to play with the curly hairs there, “you two wanna do anything else, or you really just into watching?”
Jack giggled, which surprised Sawyer. He hadn’t appeared to be the type of guy who would come out with such a sound, but it was refreshing and somehow hard to resist echoing, although Sawyer didn’t actually giggle, it was more of a deep throaty laugh.
Sayid’s smile broadened too as he moved out from behind Jack and off the side of the bed to approach Sawyer. He looked up at the taller man coyly from under deliciously long dark lashes as he placed a hand over the one Sawyer had dipped into his jeans. Licking his lips sexily as he moved Sawyer’s hand out of his way, Sayid slid warm fingers back inside Sawyer’s pants and teased through the hairs much as Sawyer had already done. This time it caused ripples of excitement much more heady than his own touch had done, and Sawyer leaned down to kiss Sayid again. The other man didn’t let him though, withdrawing the hand abruptly and stepping back with a glance to his partner, who was still seated on the bed and watching them with eager eyes.
“Take off your jeans, please,” Jack asked politely, as if he was intending to iron them rather than get it on with their wearer.
Sawyer frowned at Sayid, but then nodded at Jack. He couldn’t help thinking this was truly taking teasing to interesting heights. They both seemed so interested one minute, then each one would retreat a little the next, like the ultimate cock-tease. Sawyer was more than confused, but something inside told him he wouldn’t be disappointed in the long run.
Raising his eyebrows and shaking his head in wonder, he finally obeyed, standing naked and proud before them both, Jack still seated on the bed and Sayid standing to his side with head tilted and an eyebrow quirked up in what seemed like delight.
“Come with me,” Sayid suggested, placing a hand on the small of Sawyer’s back and directing him towards the head of the bed. The touch sent a thrill of lust straight through to Sawyer’s cock and he obeyed instantly.
Jack remained where he was, although he turned to watch, a smirk just beginning on his lips, as Sayid indicated that Sawyer should get onto the bed.
“Just lie down on your back. I won’t be a minute.”
Sawyer did as he was told, although he was wondering again if this was such a wise idea. What if these two were kink freaks who just wanted to tie him up and do him over?
Sayid went to a dresser and dug around in a drawer as Sawyer watched him curiously. Jack moved now, licking his lips as he crawled up the bed towards Sawyer, stopping by his side and reaching out gentle fingers to skim lightly across Sawyer’s closest nipple. Taking a quick gulp of air, Sawyer’s eyes flew to Jack’s fingers. He had beautiful hands; well looked after hands, smooth and manicured, although he didn’t seem the vain sort. Maybe he used them in whatever profession he held, Sawyer found himself deciding as he continued to watch the hand float just on his skin, the touch causing tiny jolts of electricity to run through Sawyer’s body and connect at his groin. All he wanted was for Jack to touch him there, although he didn’t do anything to make the man move more quickly.
While he paid attention to Jack’s touch, he hadn’t been conscious of what Sayid was doing for a moment, and now the man kneeled on the bed on his other side and Sawyer realized he had two silken scarves in his hands. Sawyer swallowed, licking his lips as he looked first at them and then at Sayid’s face.
“W-what are they for?” he asked, his earlier thought of being bound and abused coming back to him.
“They are for tying you to the headboard,” Sayid told him matter-of-factly, taking one wrist gently in his hand and lifting it towards the end of the bed.
Resisting, Sawyer was sure the fear must have shown in his eyes, but Sayid didn’t push, simply letting go of his hand and sitting back on his heels as he gazed back at the blond.
“Tell him, Jack,” he smiled, not looking at his partner, “tell him how much he will like it.”
“Oh, you’ll love it,” Jack reassured softly, his hand still moving slowly towards Sawyer’s groin as he leaned closer to Sawyer, lips ghosting over his stubble and warm breath in his ear, “He’s good, he’s really good. And we won’t hurt you, I promise. All you have to do is let him tie you up, and then you watch. I promise it’ll be worth it.”
The low and sultry tone was working magic on Sawyer and he closed his eyes, nodding as his cock pulsed in anticipation once more. He felt Sayid take hold of his wrist again, and this time he let him move it, the silk deliciously cool as it wound around him. Sayid’s thumb stroked over his pulse as he attached the arm to the headboard and Sawyer opened his eyes again, watching as Sayid leaned over him to tie the other hand. Sayid was close again and his spicy musk filled Sawyer’s senses, although he was still aware of Jack’s hand on his body. The other man had moved back a little, however, allowing Sayid access to fasten Sawyer securely.
Now Sawyer was tied up, the other two moved smoothly off the bed, leaving him bare and alone.
“Hey, c’mon,” he protested, unsure what the game plan was now.
“Ssh,” Jack hushed him with a finger to his lips and then he and Sayid were kissing again, the heat between them evident as Sawyer watched.
Without breaking the kiss, they were suddenly starting to remove each other’s clothes, and Sawyer quirked a smile, thinking this is more like it, even though it almost seemed as though they’d forgotten him for a moment.
The kiss broke as they moved to undo each other’s trousers, and Sawyer smiled more as both of their muscled bodies were revealed. Their arousal was evident and he licked his lips, pulse pounding and cock throbbing as they touched each other and went back to the open-mouth kiss as if they couldn’t get enough of each other. Why they even needed Sawyer was beyond him, if this was how they were with each other, but he was grateful for the delicious vision if nothing else.
Finally, they broke apart again, eyeing each other hotly and breathing heavily.
“Bed?” Jack asked and Sayid nodded, circling around to the other side of Sawyer.
They offered him duel lust-filled looks as they knelt up on either side of him, and then they were kissing over him, hands stroking arms, backs and sides; the sight driving Sawyer wild. He was desperate to reach out and touch both of them, but tied as he was he had no option. Two extremely hard erections were within his sight, not counting his own, and he couldn’t even stroke them! Sawyer whimpered in frustration, which caused the two men over him to pause in their game of tonsil-hockey.
“You think we should help him out?” Jack asked, giving Sawyer a look that wouldn’t be out of place on a cheeky schoolboy, but Sayid shook his head, smiling evilly as he ran brown fingers over Jack’s cock almost possessively.
“You said he should watch,” Sayid replied, gripping Jack tighter.
“I did,” Jack gulped, closing his eyes for a second as Sayid’s hand began to move on him, and then opening them to check Sawyer’s reaction.
Sawyer was gulping too, sure he’d be unable to stand any more of this, but then Jack was touching Sayid in the same way the other man was stroking him and he couldn’t help but watch. The two men went back to kissing, lips all over each other’s mouths, faces and necks, and now Sawyer didn’t know where to concentrate his gaze; it was all so hot.
He thought he was going to pass out from the visual overload and his need was pulsing so steadily now, he wondered if he might come just like this, but the couple evidently had other plans. Moving apart at last, Sayid headed towards Sawyer’s feet and Jack slid closer to his head, almost as if choreographed.
Jack dipped his head closer, one hand squeezing Sawyer’s nearest nipple, and kissed him lightly. Sawyer whimpered into his mouth as Sayid gently pushed his legs apart and up, placing his feet flat on the bed on either side of his body as he moved in between.
“You’ll like this,” Jack smiled, lying down beside him and nodding towards where Sayid was smoothing his hands over Sawyer’s trembling thighs.
The darkened eyes gazing back towards him were full of power; strong and assured and Sawyer swallowed, unsure if he could believe Jack. Sayid smiled again and lowered his head, bypassing Sawyer’s erect cock so close to his lips and licked a long stroke from his pucker to just below Sawyer’s balls.
“F-fuck,” Sawyer murmured, squeezing his eyes shut.
The tongue drifted deliciously back down the path it had just taken, and then the tip was pressing into Sawyer, making him writhe but in the best possible way. The strong muscle wormed its way slowly into his reluctant ass, and then suddenly, Sawyer's body relaxed almost of its own accord, sensations coursing through him uncontrollably.
“That’s it,” Jack encouraged, leaning up to watch his partner more easily, “Just let him in. He’s so good at this…”
“Please…” Sawyer whispered, hips jerking as Sayid’s tongue moved, turning him into utterly compliable jelly. Only Sayid’s firm warm hands gripping his hips kept him where he was.
“Gorgeous,” Jack murmured and moved even more upright.
Then the man was straddling Sawyer, leaning down to kiss him, tongue pulsing almost in time with the one inside the other part of Sawyer. Christ! Neither one had even touched his cock yet and he swore once again that he was going to lose it any second.
Sayid pulled his tongue out then, causing another whimper from Sawyer, and then the darker man was off the bed once more.
“Jesus,” Sawyer managed now Jack had also pulled back, and he pulled at his bindings, testing them.
“It’s okay,” Jack reassured him as Sayid retrieved something from another drawer and returned to the bed where he’d been.
“Main course,” Sayid added cryptically as Jack kneeled up and over Sawyer and began mouthing his neck, supporting himself with hands either side of Sawyer’s head.
Sawyer moaned and as Jack echoed it, lifting his head, he realized what Sayid was doing. He had coated his fingers in lube and was now working Jack open with them. Sawyer could see Jack’s cock bouncing around as he peered between his own body and the man above him. Now he began to wonder if he was going to be left achingly hard while Sayid fucked his partner over Sawyer, unable to do anything about it.
But Jack smiled down at him as Sayid removed his fingers and began to slick up his blood-darkened cock, the closer man whispering, “Ready?”
“Ready?” Sawyer echoed, confused.
Jack huffed a laugh and moved upright, grasping Sawyer’s cock for the first time that night, causing another groan from the blond. Jesus! It was a wonder he didn’t just shoot off his load right then and there. But somehow Sawyer managed to keep it together as Jack slowly lowered himself onto the hard flesh, gasping as he slid down Sawyer’s full length until their bodies touched. Sawyer swallowed as the tight smoothness engulfed him, desperate now to thrust. Before he could even try, he felt Sayid grip his thighs, holding them apart, and then hot hardness nudged his own opening as Jack leaned forward over him once again.
“Just hold back for me, baby,” Jack whispered throatily, keeping still.
Sayid, however, wasn’t keeping still. He was pushing his thick moistened cock deep into Sawyer, almost lifting his thighs to gain the best angle. All three of them groaned then, almost simultaneously, and Sayid gave an experimental thrust, causing the sound to echo around the room again.
“Christ!” ripped from Sawyer’s throat, “Somebody move… please?” he begged, wrapping his legs around Sayid’s body to encourage the man and gain some leverage too.
Sayid shifted again, getting comfortable behind the others, evidently, and then Jack sat more upright, making a shudder ripple through Sawyer’s body. Sayid encircled his lover’s waist, pulling the man towards himself and kissing at his back.
“Now?” Sayid asked, shifting his hands down to wrap one around Jack’s cock, the other gripping his thigh.
“Now,” Jack confirmed with a nod and then they were both moving.
Sawyer was unable to control any of it from his position sandwiched under and between the two men, but it barely mattered. Between them, the rhythm built as if they each knew exactly what the other wanted and needed, and the bed squeaked almost in terror, Sawyer thought obscurely as he felt his orgasm building.
“Oh, Jesus… Fuck!” he gasped as it finally hit, the muscles surrounding him clamping down hard even as Sayid’s cock scraped harshly across sensitive nerves inside him.
He bucked, unable to stop himself and Sayid’s hand gave a couple more sharp tugs to Jack’s cock, the pearly liquid spurting globules across Sawyer’s heaving chest. At the same time, Sawyer could feel Sayid’s release as he grunted through his climax, face pressed into Jack’s back. Jack reached back with a hand, grasping the nearest part of Sayid’s body, his breath straining as he grinned in triumph.
“Fuck!” Sawyer let out again as the others removed themselves from his sticky body and Jack leaned over him to untie his wrists.
“Worth waiting for?” Jack smirked as he offered another wet kiss to Sawyer.
“Jesus, you guys… you got some fuckin’ kinks,” was all Sawyer could manage as the two of them draped themselves over him comfortably, ignoring the mess they’d made.
“You think that was kinky?” Jack smiled against Sawyer’s left nipple, “Wait ‘til you see what we got planned for the morning.”
“Fuck me…” Sawyer breathed.
“Yes, that’s definitely part of it,” Sayid purred and both faces looked at him in sated delight, twin earrings gleaming evilly.
They’d definitely worked their own kinks out, and it wasn’t going to take much to decide on most of Sawyer’s at this rate, he figured, closing his eyes and smirking.
Sawyer had no objection to that at all.
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