Hello, all me peoples out there! I really hope you like this story. I LOVE slash stories, especially CharlieJack ones. Seeing as there aren't many CharlieJack slash stories out there, I thought I would write this one. Again, I really hope you like it. If you have any ideas for it or helpful suggestions, please let me know. I am always open to new ideas. :) Anyway, on with the story.

Chapter 1: Secret Confessions

Jack Shephard walked down the tranquil beach, alone. He did this many times; sometimes every day. This was his way of clearing his mind of all the hustle and bustle of the previous day's goings on. Somehow, he found complete serenity in walking down the lonely expanse of sandy beach. It was nearing sunset and the fiery orange sun cast a pale glow to everything and it gently reflected off the frothy waves as they rolled in from God knows where, crashing softly on the sandy shore only to be swept back out again and replaced by a new wave. He walked at a leisure pace right beside where the waves washed in to the shore, not quite reaching his bare feet, but every once in a while a wave would seem brave and it would gently wash over his feet. The cool air smelled of cool ocean and tropical fruit and flowers. A gentle breeze blew in from the ocean and lightly ruffled the leaves of the trees a few feet way from him on the outskirts of the dense jungle. But all of this seemed to be a slight blur to Jack for one reason and one reason only: because the one he loved was not by his side. Oh, no, it was not Kate or Juliet or Ana-Lucia......it was a certain rock star: Charlie Pace.

Jack flet so confused; he had never felt this way about anyone. He had never dreamed he would have feelings for a man....not until he met Charlie a little more than a month ago. He wanted more than anything to tell Charlie how he felt, but Charlie would surely reject him; how could Charlie feel that same way about him? It was impossible. Jack wanted so much to tell Charlie the way he felt, but fear of rejection stopped him before he could say anything. If Charlie rejected him, it would be more than Jack could take; his heart would be broken forever. He longed to feel Charlie in his arms, to love him and stay with him forever. He wished that Charlie could walk here beside him down this beautiful beach. If only there were some way he could tell him.....some way to let him know his true feelings......

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Charlie Pace stepped into the small tent he had constructed for himself close to Hurley's tent. It had been a long day for him and he could not wait to lay down and just fall asleep, oblivious to the world. He closed the flap of his tent and walked over to his bed, which was constructed of three airplane seat cushions situated in a straight row on the ground. He was about to take his shirt off and lay down when he noticed something. There was a neatly folded piece of paper laying on the bundled up blanket he used as a pillow. He sat down on the side of his bed and picked up the piece of paper, unfolding it. Written on the paper was a note:

Charlie,

Meet me in the caves at 8:30 tonight. Come alone. I have something very important to talk to you about.

Jack.

There was a certain urgency about the note that made Charlie wonder what Jack was so desperate to discuss with him. He folded the piece of paper and shoved it in his pocket. He stood up off his bed and stepped outside. He was met by a cool burst of wind from the ocean. Chill bumps appeared all over him and he looked around, seeing that most everyone else were in their tents. The moon shone bright and silvery in the night sky above him. He took a deep breath, inhaling the lovely salty air of the ocean. He turned and walked across the camp to the edge of the jungle and followed the trail they had made that lead to the caves that they once occupied. He reached the caves in about ten minutes and he follwed the smell of wood burning to the most secluded part of the cave. He rounded the corner and saw Jack sitting on a large blanket on the ground with a small fire burning a brilliant shade of orange in front of him. Charlie cleared his throat to announce his arrival. Jack looked up and could not help but slightly smile when he saw Charlie.

"You wanted to speak to me about somthing?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah." Jack said, "Come sit down."

Charlie walked over and sat down on the blanket beside Jack. There was a long silence without either of them saying a word. Jack's mind was racing, trying to think of the right words to say. After what seemed like forever, He finally began.

"Charlie.....I, um....ther's something very important I need to tell you, I just....I can't seem to pick the right words." Jack said, a little frustrated with himself.

"Well, try to." Charlie said.

"I, um....I have these special feelings for someone.....and I can't seem to be able to tell them." Jack said.

"Who?" Charlie asked.

Jack took a deep breath, here it goes.

"You, Charlie." Jack said.

Jack heard a slight gasp come from Charlie and he tensed up, fearing what was to come next.

"How long have you felt like this?" Charlie asked.

"E-ever since the first time I saw you the day we crashed here." Jack answered, "I know this seems sudden and I know you couldn't possibly feel the same way and--"

"What do you mean I couldn't feel the same way?" Charlie interrupted.

"Well, I've seen you and Claire....." Jack said.

Charlie discarded that statement; he was only with Claire to try to hide the fact that he liked men. It had always been a secret that he very closely guarded. He dared not tell Liam or his father for fear of what they would do.

"Jack, just tell me how you feel." Charlie said.

"I never thought I would fee this way about someone......I never thought I would feel this way about a man. Every time I see you, the rest of the world just disappears and it's just me and you. I have dreams about you almost every night. I wake up some mornings after having a dream about you and I'm so hard that it hurts. And I have to pleasure myself because if I don't....." Jack's voice trailed off.

"You'll do what?" Charlie asked, curious as to what Jack would say.

"Because if I don't, the first time I saw you, I would just push you up against a tree and make love to you forever." Jack said, "I pleasure myself because I don't want to hurt you.....I would never hurt you."

There was a long silence between them once again.

"Jack...." Charlie said, leaning in to whisper in Jack's ear, "I have dreams about you, too."

"You do?" Jack asked.

"Yes. I wake up hard some mornings, too. Those mornings, I wish you were with me to.....alleviate my tension. I love you, too, Jack"

Jack just sat there and stared at Charlie, unable to find his voice for the longest time. His dreams had finally come true: Charlie felt the same way about him! Jack slowly leaned in and softly pressed his lips to Charlie's. Charlie kissed back hungrily, delighting in the feel of Jack's warm lips against his. Jack brought his hand up and gently caressed Charlie's cheek. Charlie felt a warm shiver run up his spine and he moaned into Jack's mouth. Jack took that as a signal to go further and he teased at Charlie's lips with his tongue. Charlie gladly opened his mouth slightly and let Jack slip his tongue in. Jack moaned and he felt himself begin to harden. Charlie's mouth was soft and warm and he tasted so good: like fruit and warm, tropical air. Jack inched forward and gently pushed Charlie down onto the soft blanket. Charlie sighed as Jack settled on top of him, pressing firmly against a certain part of his body. Charlie lightly gasped as Jack trailed his kisses down to his neck. Charlie moaned and tilted his head back, allowing Jack to attack the soft flesh of his throat. Jack leaned up on his knees and pulled Charlie's T-shirt up to reveal his abdomen. He leaned down and kissed the warm flesh. Charlie moaned and his head rolled to the side as Jack placed his gentle kisses all over his abdomen. Jack moved Charlie's T-shirt up and pulled it up over his head. Jack gasped softly at the sight of Charlie's half-naked form before him. Charlie's skin was tanned from the tropical sun and the orange firelight flickered playfully across his skin, making him seem to glow softly. His torso was firm and slightly muscled. Jack gave a louder and more harsher gasp when he felt himself harden. Charlie saw the large bulge appear in the front of Jack's jeans and he felt a deep, longing need ache between his legs.

"Oh, Jack...." Charlie moaned, feeling his manhood begin to become hard.

Jack reached for Charlie's hips and slowly slid his jeans down his slender, muscled legs, exposing his most private part. Now Charlie was completely naked and beginning to become aroused before Jack.

"God, Charlie...." Jack moaned, leaning down and kissing Charlie with bruising force, ".....you're so beautiful."

Charlie groaned into Jack's mouth as he hardened. Jack moved his kisses downward, gently nipping at the exposed flesh. Charlie squirmed beneath him and gripped the blanket. He gasped as Jack kissed him just below his heart and slowly licked up his breastbone. Jack slowly moved lower, leaving no part of Charlie's body unattended. Charlie let out a sound that was somewhere between a whimper and a moan as Jack neared his most private part. He, almost on reflex, bucked his hips upward, but Jack dodged him.

"Charlie, I don't want this to be quick." Jack said.

Charlie moaned and squirmed, trying to reach Jack to rub against him at least to ease some of the tension. Jack giggled and leaned back down and came to within a hair's bredth away from Charlie's rock-hard shaft. Charlie arched his back, and gasped.

"P-Please, Jack.....please...." he pleaded.

Jack slowly licked up the underside of Charlie's shaft, right up the throbbing vein that ran along it. Charlie bucked and arched his back, almost coming, but he forced himself to stay his release.

"Jack!" Charlie cried out.

Charlie felt a need so deep and fiery that he could hardly stand it. He ached to feel Jack thrusting inside him. He needed him with every fiber of his being. Charlie looked down and he saw Jack on his knees, preparing himself for entering. He had spit in his hand and he was using it to slick his shaft. The sight before him made Charlie harden to such a painful state that he groaned and gripped the blanket beneath him. Jack spat in his hand again and gently massaged it over Charlie's entrance. Charlie's heart pounded as Jack leaned down over him. Charlie spread his legs wide and allowed Jack to settle between them. He felt the head gently push against his entrance and he tensed slightly.

"Relax." Jack whispered as he slowly pushed forward.

Charlie let out a series of harsh gasps as he felt the head breach him; then slowly the long, thick shaft penetrated him. Jack paid close attention to Charlie's reaction as he sheathed himself in heaven. Charlie choked as he felt himself being stretched and filled. Tears slipped from the corners of his tightly closed eyes. This was the first time he'd been with a man, so he was a virgin in this area.

"Just relax." Jack whispered into Charlie's ear.

Charlie slowly relaxed around Jack and his insides caressed him like a warm, soothing liquid. Jack looked into Charlie's eyes and he knew he was ready. Jack pulled almost all the way out and plunged back into Charlie, raising a throaty cry from him. Jack lightly thrust inside him and a hot sweat broke out all over their bodies. Charlie gasped and tilted his head back. Jack seized the opportunity and attacked the hot flesh of his throat, sucking gently on the smooth flesh. Charlie slowly ran his hands down Jack's slick back, reveling in the feeling of the silky-smooth flesh beneath his hands. Jack's thrusts became harder and deeper as his need increased.

"Oh, Jack...." Charlie cried in ecstasy, holding tightly to Jack as he pounded his erection inside him.

Jack captured Charlie's mouth in a bruising kiss, drinking him as if he tasted of the finest of wines and he longest to quench him thirst. Charlie groaned into Jack's mouth and wrapped his legs around Jack's waist and pulling him closer. Charlie's body was racked with need and it felt like it was impossible to quench it. Charlie's cries were becoming louder, joined with Jack's moans of desperation as they neared their release. Charlie almost screamed when he felt Jack's hand snake between them and grip his shaft. Jack pumped his hand up and down Charlie's hardness, keeping in time with his thrusts as pounded into Charlie.

"Oh, please, Jack.....please.....oh, oh, harder......do it harder." Charlie cried, tears of ecstasy spilling down his cheeks.

Jack could not stand it any longer he pulled almost all the way out and with all the strength he could muster, he slammed the entire length of his member into Charlie. They both cried out as Jack bucked inside Charlie, the heat mounting and mounting until it finally burst forth into the most amazing orgasm ever. Charlie bit his lower lip until it bled and he let out pathetic little whimpers and cried as he was seized by the heat. Charlie felt a small flash of pain as Jack bit down on his shoulder to stifle his screams. With one final hard thrust, they both came. Jack sent exploding jets of hot seed deep inside Charlie and Charlie released between them, coating Jack's hand with the warm fluid. Jack collapsed on top of Charlie, gasping wildly to catch a breath. He could feel Charlie's heart pounding and Charlie could barely breathe from trying to gasp for air. Their bodies felt like Jell-o and they couldn't move for the longest time. Once Jack could move, he weakly rolled off Charlie, allowing him to breathe better. Jack looked over to Charlie; he hadn't moved; he just lay there, gasping with his legs still spread wide apart. The sheen of sweat covered his body and a pool of white liquid covered his abdomen. Charlie opened his eyes and looked over at Jack and smiled.

"That was wonderful." he said quietly.

Jack placed his hand at Charlie's hip and turned him over to face him. He pulled him close and they wrapped their arms around one another. Charlie leaned his forehead against Jack's.

"I love you." he whispered.

Jack smiled and placed a light kiss on Charlie's forehead. He tenderly wiped the blood away from Charlie's lip where he had bitten it to stifle his screams of ecstasy. He placed a gentle kiss to Charlie's lips, licking away the excess blood. Charlie sighed and he felt weak. They stayed there the rest of the night, soon falling blissfully asleep in each other's arms.....

A/N: Well, there it is. Do you like it? PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!