Ch 11

Feeling the tension building as he neared his climax Jack tried to free himself, he didn't want to come in the Time Lord's mouth but found he was being held on to tightly and couldn't escape. Moments later he almost howled as he shuddered with release. He was still not let go and felt The Doctor's throat tighten further around him as he swallowed Jack's essence.

Only after he had the aftershocks were finished was he let go. Reaching blindly under the sleeping bag he gently, but firmly guided the source of his recent pleasure to come to lie on him and kissed the mouth that had made him weak.

"That was incredible," he gasped, his breath still rasping in his throat.

His comment was rewarded with a cheeky grin, "it was only a preview," The Doctor smiled down at him.

"Do I need to rest up for this?" Jack panted, sparks still firing behind his eyes when he blinked.

"You said to use my 'moves' on you," the Time Lord teased, slipping his hand down to take Jack in his grasp again, "you should be careful what you wish for."

Jack found those words both chilling and exciting. When he first met The Doctor he did as much research on Time Lords as he could. Most of the information was lost in time but the fact that stood was that their reproduction was not done in the same way humans did, not anymore. Most chose not to be sexually active, and remained celibate. So he had figured that the reason The Doctor never responded to his advances was because of this fact.

Now it was becoming wonderfully clear that it wasn't the case.

This fact was further driven home as he felt cool, slippery fingers gently tease as his entrance and slide inside. The length of the digits made him eager for the length he had seen elsewhere. The fingers sent shock waves of pleasure through his body as he anticipated their (hopefully) replacement to come.

With delighted surprise he was taken back into the welcoming mouth and grew hard again. His normal recovery time flew out the window as he once again became erect. The Doctor added a third finger rotating his wrist as he swallowed Jack deep into himself. The other hand grasping Jack's backside holding him in place as he writhed and twitched, every nerve on fire.

Just when he thought he would explode into a fiery ball, the fingers were removed and in one swift movement he was thrust into. He had had many lovers, but few of the Time Lord's size. As he stretched to take him in he arched off the bag almost knocking himself out as his forehead hit the rib bones of the man so deeply buried within him.

Needing to feel flesh on flesh he made quick work of the buttons on the brown pin stripe jacket, and ripped open the dress shirt underneath sending buttons everywhere. The vest under that was shoved up around the thin shoulders and he dug his nails into the firm flesh, feeling the muscles underneath tighten as he tore into the skin.

The whole time Jack was undressing him The Doctor hadn't moved, he was completely buried within the ex-Time Agent, still and waiting.

When he finally did pull back Jack felt empty as if the removal of the full hardness had taken his very soul with it. Only when he was once again filled did he feel complete.

With each thrust he carved more trails in the Time Lord's back, not meaning to cause his lover pain but needing to mark him, as if claiming him, branding him to warn others to stay away from what was now his.

The slow and steady pace was driving him mad, his world had shrunk down to the cock buried inside him and his own throbbing in time with his frenzied heartbeat. Nothing else really mattered.

He marvelled at the stamina and control of his partner. Half of him wondering if it would ever end, half of him dreading it would be over too soon. Just when he felt like he was going to pass out from the sensory overload he heard his own voice, hoarse with want and desire beg to be granted release.

At that the pace was accelerated, he was slammed into with harder and harder thrusts, the thin stomach of his partner angled lower to rub against his rock hard self, with a supernova bright blinding light flashing behind his tightly closed eyes, he screamed as he came, biting the shoulder of the Time Lord above him as he shook.

He lay almost comatose as The Doctor thrust into him a few more times and he felt the familiar warm rush of semen fill his throbbing core.

Not wishing to crush him, the Time Lord tried to roll off but Jack's clutching nails and legs wrapped uncomfortably tight around his hips made that impossible. Instead he went limp and covered Jack with his own body, waiting until he was released.