A little Jackson/Eric slash. A bit smutty if you like that stuff. Eric almost falls off a cliff, is rescued by Jackson, felt up by Jackson, and both have a little grinding fun. Don't like, don't read.
Of course I don't own this, otherwise this would be a gay pornography rather than a kids tv series.
Crashing through the jungle, Eric stumbled on roots and small plants, swearing the whole time. Jackson followed shortly behind, carrying three water jugs. The spring had been drained and needed time to refill. Lex said it would probably take a day or so, but in the mean time, the camp needed water. Jackson recruited Eric for the job, but joined him because of trust issues. And he only wanted the trip to be made once, being strongest helped this.
"Dude, why don't you walk ahead? It's obvious that I slow you down. Why don't you just go on without me?" Eric panted and stumbled and crashed more. Jackson rolled his eyes and continued to follow. Eric spun around and glared up at Jackson, his hands on his hips like a pouting child. Jackson raised his eyes amused at this and smirked. The pouting face Eric wore deepened.
"I am not walking another step into this hot, sweaty, buggy jungle unless I get a 15 minute break. You can't tell me that you're not tired; we've been walking for an hour. Come on, let's take a break." Eric pleaded and whined. Jackson leaned in and blew a strand of hair out of Eric's face before walking ahead. Eric blinked very fast and sighed before following his commander into the jungle.
The two boys made it about 15 minutes before Eric groaned and leaned against a tree. Jackson stopped and looked back when he heard the spiel. Eric was panting heavily and squinting up at Jackson. Eric's brow furrowed at the slightly smug look on Jackson's and he growled in frustration.
"Oh, you want to keep going on in this stinking jungle? Do you? Okay, we'll have it your way!" Eric's voice started to get squeaky with frustration and sarcasm. He pushed past Jackson and abruptly stepped off the edge of the canyon. Lightning fast, Jackson grabbed Eric's forearm and dropped to his belly as Eric crashed into the rocky canyon wall and his arm took the weight. He hauled Eric up by the forearm until he could wrap an arm around the smaller boy's torso and hug him close to his own chest. Jackson rolled back onto his back, dragging Eric the rest of the way up and out of harm's way. The exertion it took to drag the boy out of harm's way caused him to stop for a moment with Eric on top of him. Eric didn't care that he was draped across the chest of Jackson, it was softer than earth.
Jackson rolled and set Eric gently onto the ground. "Stay still, I need to see if you're hurt too badly" Jackson murmured and gently began to examine the boy. He gently pushed Eric's head back and forth, up and down. He felt the boy's arms all the way up and around the shoulders. A small moan from Eric let it be known that the left shoulder was sore. It was the hand that Jackson had grabbed to stop his fall. Concern filled Jackson's eyes as he massaged the area gently and moved on.
Eric was starting to become conscious of something other than his sore body. He propped himself up on his elbows and noticed that Jackson was straddling his legs in order to get a better angle. A feeling in his groin made him blanch and start to pray that Jackson wouldn't look down there. Jackson probed and felt Eric's chest for possible breaks. On one of the passes over his chest, Jackson brushed against one of Eric's nipples. Eric repressed as much as possible the small moan that erupted when his so sensitive nipple was brushed. He bit his lip and didn't look at Jackson, pretending it didn't happen.
Jackson smirked as he continued his inspection. He'd heard the moan and was aware of the slight tent in the other boy's pants. He "accidentally" brushed against the other nipple and elicited a similar sound before moving on. A break in the collarbone would have been easy to determine under the shirt, but ribs were a bit different. Jackson slipped his hands up under Eric's shirt and gently felt every rib. Eric tried not to focus on the warm, callused hands that traced against his stomach. Jackson went so far as to palpate the liver before sliding his hands off and backing up off of Eric's legs in order to get a better position for them.
Eric bit his lip and didn't meet Jackson's eyes as he stared at the tent in his pants. He knew that Jackson could see it, and waited for the punch. He couldn't help being attracted to the big, strong, manly person feeling him up. Jackson smiled and gently felt the boy's legs. Once finished with his inspection, he looked up at Eric's face. The face was all scrunched up, obviously expecting a hit. It reminded Jackson of his puppy, his previous owner had beaten it and it flinched at every sharp word. Jackson leaned forward and spoke softly into Eric's ear.
"I'm not disgusted." Eric's eyes opened and he looked up at Jackson. A soft smile replaced the smirk that so often adorned Jackson's face. Jackson paused and started to slowly lean in, giving Eric enough time to turn away. Eric closed his eyes as soft lips melded with his. At first, Eric was satisfied to simply interlock lips and inhale the other, but he soon became bored and flicked his tongue at Jackson's lips. They parted and the kiss turned from tender to fierce in a clash of tongues and lips. Their bodies grew closer and closer until contact in a certain area caused them to break the kiss in a great moan.
Eric lay back and Jackson leaned close, lying in between Eric's legs and propping himself up on his elbows. Jackson rocked his hips forward once experimentally. At the wash of pleasure that went through them, the boys groaned and started on with new vigor. Eric reached down and held Jackson's ass with both hands, simultaneously thrusting up and pulling Jackson closer. Jackson's forearms encircled Eric's head and both met again for another passionate kiss while he continued thrusting down. Their grinding grew more hurried as need for release built. With a groan, both boys exploded into ecstasy and became limp. Jackson lay his head on top of Eric's chest and relaxed as Eric ran his hand through Jackson's hair.
A static sound shocked the two back to reality as the small, battery powered walky-talky buzzed. Jackson straightened up and took the small radio out of his pack.
"This is Lex. Jackson, Eric, do you read?" Jackson responded
"This is Jackson, we're okay. We had some drama and had to take a break" Eric smirked "We should be back in a few hours. Over"
"Might I ask what happened? Over."
"Nothing big, almost killed Eric in the jungle, Over"
"Oh, that's okay. Get back to us later, Over. Out"
"See you then. Out" Jackson said and stood up, putting his pack back on. Eric smirked at him from the ground. Jackson grabbed Eric's left arm with his right arm and tried to pull him up. Both were rewarded with a shot of pain up through their shoulders. Jackson grimaced and they switched arms. Eric stood up and put his pack on before following the big guy through the jungle again.
"Can we do that when we reach the water? I want to be on top."
Maybe there will be another chapter, but don't count on it. C&C and I will be happy. Hope you enjoyed.