From November 2004, 'Vanilla Day', J/D, NC-17

[sid]

One of my early stories.  It takes place in my BDSM universe, but contains none of the usual activities.  Sorry!  *eg*

J/D, NC-17, 3205 words.  Daniel declares a holiday, and Jack celebrates in style.

VANILLA DAY 

Sunlight was just starting to streak into the bedroom when Jack opened his eyes on Saturday morning. He blinked his eyes a few times, and then smiled as memories of the previous night came flooding back. He slowly stretched his body, limb by limb, feeling the aches in all the right places to confirm those memories. He turned onto his side and looked over to where Daniel still lay sleeping. His eyes rested on the broad shoulders, and the curve of his lover’s strong back. Daniel had used that strength of his on Jack last night in a most delicious fashion. Jack licked his lips, and half-closed his eyes, remembering. He could have drifted back to sleep that way, if his bladder hadn’t reminded him to take care of urgent business.

Jack slid out of bed, not concerned about waking Daniel in the process. It took a lot more than that to wake his Danny up in the morning. The previous night’s strenuous activity would also contribute towards keeping Daniel knocked out for quite a while longer. Jack padded into the adjoining bathroom, and headed straight for the toilet. Afterwards, he moved to the sink and had started washing up, when his eye was caught by a note stuck to the mirror. The note consisted of one word. Vanilla.

Jack froze in surprise for a second or two, then looked at himself in the mirror. A grin was spreading across his face. It grew broader as he watched himself. Drying his hands, he looked at the note again, and wondered when Daniel had put it up. Vanilla. Daniel had declared a holiday. A day off from their normal relationship. Watching his reflection in the mirror, Jack reached up and began removing the soft leather collar he wore as a sign of his submission to Daniel. Today there would be no submission, no role-playing, no games.

Vanilla. As in vanilla sex. Sex without bondage, sex without toys, sex without spankings. And even, he thought, meeting his own eyes in the mirror with a smirk, sex with Jack on top. Not that he had any problems with his more usual submissive role. He lived and breathed it. It completed him somehow. But that could never prevent him from admiring Daniel’s gorgeous ass, and wanting to sink his cock deep inside it. His cock was already beginning to rise at the mere thought. He turned his head toward the bedroom. I could march in there right now, wake him up, and fuck him through the mattress. He idly stroked his cock while he considered what to do next. He was normally forbidden to touch himself without Daniel’s permission, but this was a holiday, and he could jerk himself off to his heart’s content, if he wanted.

He walked back into the bedroom, and stood looking down at his sleeping lover. As a submissive, his main purpose in life was to please Daniel. Waking him up now would hardly please him. But he was not meant to think that way today. He should only show what amounted to normal consideration for Daniel’s wishes and feelings. He was supposed to put his own desires first. He made his decision, and looked at the clock. He would give Daniel one more hour of sleep, then pounce on him!

He started to head for the kitchen, but stopped short, shook his head at himself, and walked over to his dresser. He took out some comfortable sweats, and a pair of socks, and quickly dressed himself. He was usually naked, circumstances permitting, when he was at home alone with Daniel. So that Daniel could look at him and touch him whenever he wished, could admire marks he had placed on Jack’s skin, could gauge his degree of arousal. Today he would still be naked a good part of the time, he hoped, but Daniel would be undressing him first. Sweet! 

Jack walked into the kitchen, and started a pot of coffee. Then he poured himself a glass of orange juice, and popped two slices of wheat bread into the toaster. He drank his juice, looking out the window into the backyard while he waited for the toaster. When it popped up, he buttered his toast, and took a few bites. He finished his juice and put the empty glass in the sink, then got out a mug. When the coffee was ready, he filled his cup, and picking up his plate of toast, headed into the living room. He sat down on the couch and used the TV remote control to turn on one of the 24 hour news channels.

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Okay, this is officially one of the longest hours ever, Jack thought impatiently. There were still ten minutes to go. He couldn’t focus on anything on TV. His thoughts kept returning to the man sleeping peacefully in their bed, and to his plans to disturb that peace. It suddenly occurred to him that Daniel would want to pee, and brush his teeth before they got too far along. Speaking of which, his teeth needed brushing, too. Get rid of the coffee taste; that would be too distracting to Daniel. He had no plans to take Daniel a cup of coffee. Hell, no! He would want to finish it, and then he would want a second cup…..

Jack took his empty cup and plate into the kitchen, and then went to the bedroom. Daniel was still asleep, but he had moved, and was now laying on the other side of the bed, head buried in Jack’s pillow. Jack’s lust gave way temporarily to more tender feelings. But only temporarily. He moved into the bathroom, and brushed his teeth thoroughly. His collar still laid on the sink counter where he had left it earlier. Jack pursed his lips, and dropped the collar into a drawer. Then he ran a comb through his hair before moving back into the bedroom and looking eagerly at the clock. Still nearly four minutes left. Jack was used to practicing restraint. Both self-restraint and restraint imposed upon him. Ah, screw it!

He crawled up onto the bed, seized Daniel’s shoulders, and turned him onto his back. Daniel came awake with a start. His confused eyes looked up at Jack. “Good morning, sweetheart,” Jack cooed, fluttering his eyelashes. “Got your note.” Light dawned. Daniel snorted. Jack grinned down at him. “Why don’t you go hit the bathroom? I’ll wait for you right here.” Daniel reached up and stroked Jack’s cheek. Then he shook his head and snorted again, before rolling out of bed and disappearing into the bathroom. Jack arranged the bedclothes at the foot of the bed, and stretched out, listening to the sounds coming through the door from the other room. Hurry, hurry, hurry. Jack hoped he looked more calm than he felt, but he was pretty sure that the huge tent of fabric over his crotch was a dead giveaway.

The bathroom door opened, and Daniel came out. Shining clean face, neatly combed hair, gleaming eyes, beautifully erect prick. Jack’s heart gave a thump in his chest, as Daniel crossed to the bed, and smiled down at him. “Aren’t you kind of overdressed for the occasion, Jack?” he inquired with raised eyebrows. His eyes swept over Jack from head to toe and back again. “Want me to take care of that for you? Make you more comfortable?” He moved to sit at the foot of the bed, and reached out for Jack’s furthest foot, stripping off his sock. He repeated the action with the other foot, then suddenly leaned over and took the toes into the moist warmth of his mouth. Jack yelled out his surprise and pleasure. Daniel licked and sucked at the toes, while Jack twisted on the bed, gasping.

“Stop!” Jack cried out. “Shit, Daniel, I’ll come in my pants if you keep that up.”

“Only one sure way to make sure that doesn’t happen,” Daniel pointed out, and reached for the waistband of Jack’s sweatpants. Jack planted his feet on the bed and lifted his hips, letting the other man tug the pants down to his thighs, freeing his erection. Daniel bent and pressed kisses over his lover’s thick cock. Then he straightened, and removed Jack’s pants completely, tossing them to the floor. Now Jack lay naked from the waist down. Daniel’s cock jerked in approval at the sight. Daniel laid down on top of Jack, their aroused groins pressed together. Jack’s hands came up to capture Daniel’s head, tugging it down, meeting his lips in a bruising kiss. Daniel thrust his hips into Jack and the two men groaned into each other’s mouth. Jack made a quick move, and Daniel found himself thrown onto his back, with Jack now sitting astride him.

Jack leaned down and pressed a kiss to Daniel’s lips, then licked his way around Daniel’s mouth, using small lapping movements. Daniel held his breath, enjoying the soft, intimate touch of his lover’s tongue. Jack raised his head and stared at Daniel’s lips, glistening with his saliva. A shiver of pleasure ran down his spine. He sat upright again, and took both of Daniel’s nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, squeezing very gently. He pulled one nipple straight up and released it. Daniel’s mouth dropped open. He repeated the action, at the same time squeezing the other nipple hard. Noises that weren’t quite words came from Daniel’s open mouth. Jack scooted down, so that he could lower his head to take one hard nipple into his mouth. He licked at it with his tongue, enjoying the sensation and the taste. He closed his eyes and suckled strongly. Daniel’s hand came up to cup the back of Jack’s head, fingers stroking through his hair. Now the noises Daniel was making were intelligible. He whispered love and encouragement to his partner. Jack responded by switching to the other side of his chest. Mustn’t play favorites. Daniel’s free hand pushed up underneath Jack’s sweatshirt, and stroked up and down his back. Jack gently clamped his teeth onto a nipple, and slowly moved his head from side to side. Daniel’s nails raked lightly over Jack’s back, up and down. His hand stopped at the top of Jack’s cleft, and one finger scratched teasingly, arousingly. Jack moved back to the first nipple, and bit down hard. Daniel’s hands fell away from his lover, and thumped on the pillow underneath his head, clenched into loose fists. His eyes closed, and his head rolled from side to side. Jack raised his head and gazed hungrily at the face of the man he loved. Enough foreplay. He whipped his sweatshirt off over his head, and tossed it away.

Daniel’s dazed eyes opened and stared into Jack’s. Jack climbed off of him, and reached for the lube kept in the nightstand drawer. Daniel rolled onto his side, presenting his back to Jack. He pulled his top leg forward, allowing Jack access to the cleft of his ass, and the tiny puckered hole hidden there. He tried to relax. He wasn’t really nervous, but they didn’t do this very often. And Jack was large. And being penetrated really wasn’t Daniel’s thing. It wasn’t that it was unpleasant, or distasteful. Just that it wasn’t something that turned him on. That wasn’t really accurate, though. He would soon be totally turned on by the sensations that Jack was going to create for the two of them. But the thought of being fucked, even by Jack, didn’t excite him. None of his fantasies involved this. Not that he saw what he was about to do as any sort of a sacrifice. Far from it. He loved the intimacy, he loved doing this with Jack, for Jack. And even though physically it could be difficult to start with, he knew that by the end he would be meeting Jack’s thrusts eagerly, panting for release. That image of himself made him smile, and he was very relaxed as Jack began to insert a well-lubed finger inside his rectum.

Jack was surprised at how readily his finger was accepted into Daniel’s body. There was usually more tension and resistance. He always proceeded very cautiously at this stage, wanting to prepare Daniel as gently and thoroughly as possible. He wanted it to be good for Daniel. Of course it was in his own best interests to make sure Daniel enjoyed himself. Otherwise he might never get the opportunity to do this again, and that would be regrettable. But, self-interest aside, he simply wanted Daniel to get as much pleasure out of this act as possible, because he loved him with all his heart. He carefully inserted a second finger into Daniel, and continued to open his rectal passage. He worked his fingers in scissor motion, to stretch him out even more. Daniel’s head moved backwards on the pillow, exposing the long line of his neck. His breathing came in gusts. “Three fingers now, Danny?” Jack asked softly. Daniel swallowed, nodded and licked his lips. Jack added a third digit to the others working deep inside Daniel. He moved his hand very slowly now. Daniel’s eyes were open, staring without focus at the wall across the room. His fingers clutched and released the pillow. Jack removed his hand carefully.

With shaking hands, Jack coated his throbbing erection with lube. His heart felt like it was in his throat. Daniel hadn’t moved. Jack laid a hand on his hip, and asked “Like this, Danny?” Daniel shifted his body slightly and nodded. They often used this spoon position when Jack made love to Daniel. It was comfortable for both of them, and didn’t strain Jack’s knees. Second favorite position would have to be face-to-face, but that was harder for Daniel. But the increased intimacy made it worthwhile. Daniel had said so. And Daniel’s kisses had said so. Jack usually let Daniel choose their position. He wasn’t sure if that constituted submissive behavior on his part, but at any rate Daniel had never called him on it. Jack moved into position behind his lover, and used one hand to spread his cheeks, while the other hand placed his cock snugly against Daniel’s asshole. He pressed inward.

Daniel felt the head of Jack’s cock demanding entrance to his body. He breathed in and out deeply, and pushed backwards, trying to be as relaxed and open as possible. The head had breached the muscle of his sphincter now, and was continuing to force its way further into his slick passage. Jack stopped moving when half of his prick was buried inside Daniel. He dropped light kisses onto Daniel’s neck and shoulder, and waited for the other man to grow more accustomed to his presence. Daniel felt almost unbearably stretched, but knew what he needed to do. He began to work his rectal muscles, squeezing and relaxing them. Jack groaned into his neck. When Daniel felt a little more comfortable, he tried to push back on Jack’s cock, letting another inch or two inside. Jack began to move again, thrusting back and forth slowly and shallowly. Daniel sighed. That feels nice.

After a minute of shallow thrusting, Jack began to push his way deeper inside Daniel. New parts of his rectal canal were stretched to their limits. Now Jack was thrusting long and deep, almost withdrawing his prick entirely before slowly thrusting back all the way in. Daniel’s fingers were clenched on the pillow, but his face was calm. Jack had prepared him carefully, and was fucking him very gently. There had been no real pain. He knew that soon his body would accept this invader, and his pleasure would begin to mount. Jack was murmuring broken words into his ear, and Daniel felt like he could glow with happiness. When Jack’s hand reached around his hip, and found his slightly softened erection, Daniel felt a warmth begin to envelop his entire body, starting deep inside where Jack was moving so sweetly. Jack’s hand coaxed his prick back to full erection, then moved lower and began to palm his balls. Daniel began to tentatively thrust his hips back to meet Jack’s forward thrusts.

Jack felt Daniel’s movements, and increased the force of his own thrusts. He jerked his hand up and down firmly over Daniel’s cock, and felt the other man respond by thrusting backwards harder. Jack sank his teeth gently into Daniel’s shoulder and licked and sucked at his skin. He started to move more quickly, and Daniel was right there with him. He could feel the beginnings of his orgasm building deep in his belly. He worked his hand faster on Daniel’s cock “Gonna come soon, Danny,” he panted. “Gonna shoot my load way up inside your ass, gonna fill you up with my come.”

Daniel groaned at Jack’s words. “Yes, Jack, fill me up. Fill me up with your come,” he begged hoarsely.

Jack’s hips flew back and forth, pounding his cock into Daniel’s ass. His movements became jerky. “Danny!” he called out as he erupted deep inside his lover. His fingers tightened spasmodically on Daniel’s prick. Daniel gasped. Jack withdrew and thrust back up into Daniel once, twice. He clutched Daniel’s body to him as his cock pumped out more of his seed. He shivered against Daniel’s sweaty back, his mouth wide open as he struggled for oxygen. Daniel’s hand moved over Jack’s, tightening the other man’s fist around his throbbing erection. Daniel’s hips moved frantically, thrusting into Jack’s hand. Jack became aware once again of what was happening around him, and he begin to pump his fist on Daniel’s cock. “Come for me now, Danny! I need to feel you come while I’m still inside you. I need you to come.” The words spilled from his lips without conscious thought.

Daniel’s breath came in sobs now. Jack’s words were driving him over the edge. He was made newly aware of the fact that Jack’s softening cock was still planted deep inside him, intimately connecting the two of them as they worked together to achieve Daniel’s climax. He closed his eyes and pictured how they must look, and that mental image was enough to send him crashing into orgasm. His semen shot onto his chest and belly, and dripped hotly between Jack’s fingers. His rectum contracted around Jack’s now limp prick, producing a groan from the man behind him. Daniel’s panting breath seemed to fill the room.

The two men lay motionless, still intimately joined together. Jack still held Daniel’s fading erection in his fist. His own limp cock inevitably slid out of Daniel’s rectum, breaking the spell. Jack scooted backwards, giving Daniel room to turn onto his back. He looked down at his lover’s flushed face, and imagined that his own was probably equally red. And probably held the same sated, slightly dopey expression. “Hey,” he said softly.

“Hey,” Daniel replied.

Neither man felt the need to proclaim their undying love at this moment in time. Their bodies had just said it all, more eloquently than any words. Jack bent his head, and placed a light kiss on Daniel’s lips. “There’s coffee in the kitchen.” Daniel just smiled, slit-eyed, and snuggled closer to Jack. And that was eloquent, too. 

THE END

Comments

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Hey! What's not nice or normal about bdsm J/D? Huh? Huh?
Okay, maybe nasty instead of nice, but it's normal, right?
;)

[sid]

OK, perhaps not typical.

*G*