A Pleasant Holliday?
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Slash - Male/Male › Sparrington
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Adult ++
Chapters:
26
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5,896
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61
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Chapter 20 - Playtime
A Pleasant Holiday – by Hellborne
Pirates of the Caribbean – Slash: Norrington/Jack, Will/Norrington/Jack, Will/Jack, Elizabeth/Anamaria (implied).
NC-17
Copyright: Characters, not mine, see the mouse. Story, mine, but I make no money. He does, but not on this.
Typing convention: / and * are used for thoughts. * is used for COMMODORE Norrington exclusively, and / is used for the softer James Norrington and for everyone else. Don’t ask…just read and you’ll understand.
Beta: Now beta’d by my most perfect and wonderful Pendragginink! Hail to thee, oh modest and humble BetaGoddess!
Summary: Commodore Norrington is on holiday, and finds that Jack Sparrow has gotten himself in trouble again. Torture, Violence, Lemon, Slash, Angst.
NOTE: I'm a Review Whore and a Fire Eater, so bring on the reviews and flames! I have a pet muse and a pet demon, so if you don’t review I’ll sick my demon on you…
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Chapter 20 – Playtime
Jack stood by the bed, looked down at James and grinned. “So, Jamie, how are ye feelin’?”
“Quite ashamed about my earlier actions, actually. Please do not use that devil’s oil on me again.”
Jack proceeded to get undressed. “Oh, I won’t, Jamie. You’re not the type wot can tolerate it well. But how are ye FEELIN’?”
“Very sensitive. It feels like my skin is vibrating.”
“Good. That’s what I was hopin’ for.” He picked up the length of beads and held them up for James to see. “These are for you, dear Jamie.” He brought the string of beads down between James’ legs.
James lifted his head to watch as best he could as Jack pressed the first bead to his rosebud entrance. The feeling of the cool, smooth bead against his skin caused James to whimper. Jack applied enough pressure for the bead to move inside James with a silent pop. James’ head flew back onto the pillow, a guttural moan escaping his lips.
Jack smiled. “Feels good does it?”
James looked at Jack, tears running down his face. “Yes, damn you! If you ever use that oil on me again, I’ll kill you!”
Jack grinned. “Ye wanted to do that to me for years anyway, Jamie. Why should ye stop now that I’m well again?” He pushed another bead into the waiting rosebud.
James threw his head back again and screamed. His manhood was rock hard and ready to explode, though nothing had touched it. “Damn you Jack! This is too much! Please!”
Jack chuckled. “But Jamie, there’s only three more beads to go! You don’t want to miss out on the fun. I don’t, and neither does Will. You don’t want to disappoint poor William, do ye?”
James kept his head firmly pressed into the pillow, his teeth clenched. He could feel his member oozing precum onto his belly, ready to spill completely. He felt the third bead enter him. “NOOOOO!” He came violently, his hips bucking off the bed hard and fast, cum shooting onto his chest, face, and even into his hair.
Jack watched in fascination, his eyes twinkling. “Will, Jamie’s made a mess of ‘imself. Come and clean ‘im up, love.”
Will walked slowly around the table and over to James. He looked into James’ eyes, his own light brown orbs filled with pity. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. He bent down and touched his lips to James’ face, his tongue licking delicately at the slick juices there. James closed his eyes, whimpering. Every touch of Will’s lips; every gentle flick of his tongue made him feel lost in a sea of pure pleasure. He could already feel stirrings at his groin.
Jack watched as Will cleaned the Commodore’s face with his tongue, both of their eyes closed. He liked the picture he was witnessing, and hoped that James would stay for Will’s sake. The boy needed more tenderness than he could sometimes give him, and James could provide that for him. Besides that, James could also provide a more aggressive lover for Jack. /All in all, a good arrangement/ He took the fourth bead and pressed it into James, whose breath hitched as he pulled on his bonds, trying to get away from Jack. He chuckled as James’ member started to come back to life.
Will finished with James’ face and brushed his lips against James’. James opened his mouth with a sigh, his tongue peeking out, invitingly. Will took the tongue between his lips, and opened his mouth over James’ lips. James’ tongue moved slowly into Will’s mouth, touching every part, tasting himself within. They both moaned as their tongues danced together, first in Will’s mouth, then in James’.
Jack was getting very aroused watching the lovers’ show, and stroked himself a couple of times. A bead of precum appeared at the tip of his member, and he pinched it lest he spill too soon. He pressed the final bead into James’ entrance. James screamed into Will’s mouth, then whipped his head back and forth, trying to free his mind of the fog of ecstasy that had descended on him like lightning striking a tree.
Will started cleaning James’ neck, kissing and licking tenderly, trying to use as little pressure as he could. James’ manhood was standing stiff above his belly, bobbing in its obvious wish for release. But Will knew there could be no completion for the Commodore for several minutes: Not the completion that James so craved.
Jack left the string of beads where they were and took the feather in his hand. “Ye look like you’re havin’ fun, Jamie. What’s say we make SURE ye do, eh?” He dragged the feather across James’ belly.
James strained against the bonds. “Will, help me PLEEEEEEASE!” He could feel his aching member throb, his sac tight, his balls straining but unable to release.
Will stopped what he was doing and looked into his eyes and smiled sadly. “Stay with us, James.” He started softly lapping up cum off of James’ chest.
James looked at Jack. Jack was moving the feather down his thighs, avoiding his manhood completely, the pirate’s facial expression one of an artist painting the portrait of his lady. James’ body was on fire. Every pleasure center was screaming with excess contact.
Jack removed the feather for a moment, then brought out the oil and slicked up James’ organ. Then he moved himself over the throbbing member and watched Will worshipping James’ body. The boy had finished cleaning him, and was now administering feather-light butterfly kisses all over. Jack smiled. He started pressing down onto the hard member, and moaned loudly as he eased it into his body with no preparation. Then he began to move.
James screamed as the heat enveloped his manhood. He felt dizzy, but couldn’t faint. His head whipped around uncontrollably, trying to hit itself on SOMETHING to knock himself back into a reality that he couldn’t find. As Will started suckling on his nipple, he felt himself start to peak again. He prayed for release.
Jack watched him, rocking himself so that the hard, velvet member hit his sweet spot, sending him toward his own release. He saw the look on James’ face change from horror to ecstasy and grinned. Just as he felt the beginning twitches of James’ completion, he reached behind him and took hold of the string that had been left hanging out of James’ hole. He watched James as he pulled the string, making the beads pop out slowly, one by one, sending James into one of the most intense climaxes he’d ever experienced.
James shrieked in pleasure, William sucking bliss from his nipple, Jack moving his muscles around him, drawing the cum into his body, and the string of beads seemingly sending him into another world of pure touch. His mind exploded in color, and a buzz in his head clouded all other noise.
As the last bead left his body, James finished spilling his seed deep into Jack and collapsed, limp on the bed, unconscious, a goofy grin plastered on his face.
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TBC
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Pirates of the Caribbean – Slash: Norrington/Jack, Will/Norrington/Jack, Will/Jack, Elizabeth/Anamaria (implied).
NC-17
Copyright: Characters, not mine, see the mouse. Story, mine, but I make no money. He does, but not on this.
Typing convention: / and * are used for thoughts. * is used for COMMODORE Norrington exclusively, and / is used for the softer James Norrington and for everyone else. Don’t ask…just read and you’ll understand.
Beta: Now beta’d by my most perfect and wonderful Pendragginink! Hail to thee, oh modest and humble BetaGoddess!
Summary: Commodore Norrington is on holiday, and finds that Jack Sparrow has gotten himself in trouble again. Torture, Violence, Lemon, Slash, Angst.
NOTE: I'm a Review Whore and a Fire Eater, so bring on the reviews and flames! I have a pet muse and a pet demon, so if you don’t review I’ll sick my demon on you…
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Chapter 20 – Playtime
Jack stood by the bed, looked down at James and grinned. “So, Jamie, how are ye feelin’?”
“Quite ashamed about my earlier actions, actually. Please do not use that devil’s oil on me again.”
Jack proceeded to get undressed. “Oh, I won’t, Jamie. You’re not the type wot can tolerate it well. But how are ye FEELIN’?”
“Very sensitive. It feels like my skin is vibrating.”
“Good. That’s what I was hopin’ for.” He picked up the length of beads and held them up for James to see. “These are for you, dear Jamie.” He brought the string of beads down between James’ legs.
James lifted his head to watch as best he could as Jack pressed the first bead to his rosebud entrance. The feeling of the cool, smooth bead against his skin caused James to whimper. Jack applied enough pressure for the bead to move inside James with a silent pop. James’ head flew back onto the pillow, a guttural moan escaping his lips.
Jack smiled. “Feels good does it?”
James looked at Jack, tears running down his face. “Yes, damn you! If you ever use that oil on me again, I’ll kill you!”
Jack grinned. “Ye wanted to do that to me for years anyway, Jamie. Why should ye stop now that I’m well again?” He pushed another bead into the waiting rosebud.
James threw his head back again and screamed. His manhood was rock hard and ready to explode, though nothing had touched it. “Damn you Jack! This is too much! Please!”
Jack chuckled. “But Jamie, there’s only three more beads to go! You don’t want to miss out on the fun. I don’t, and neither does Will. You don’t want to disappoint poor William, do ye?”
James kept his head firmly pressed into the pillow, his teeth clenched. He could feel his member oozing precum onto his belly, ready to spill completely. He felt the third bead enter him. “NOOOOO!” He came violently, his hips bucking off the bed hard and fast, cum shooting onto his chest, face, and even into his hair.
Jack watched in fascination, his eyes twinkling. “Will, Jamie’s made a mess of ‘imself. Come and clean ‘im up, love.”
Will walked slowly around the table and over to James. He looked into James’ eyes, his own light brown orbs filled with pity. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. He bent down and touched his lips to James’ face, his tongue licking delicately at the slick juices there. James closed his eyes, whimpering. Every touch of Will’s lips; every gentle flick of his tongue made him feel lost in a sea of pure pleasure. He could already feel stirrings at his groin.
Jack watched as Will cleaned the Commodore’s face with his tongue, both of their eyes closed. He liked the picture he was witnessing, and hoped that James would stay for Will’s sake. The boy needed more tenderness than he could sometimes give him, and James could provide that for him. Besides that, James could also provide a more aggressive lover for Jack. /All in all, a good arrangement/ He took the fourth bead and pressed it into James, whose breath hitched as he pulled on his bonds, trying to get away from Jack. He chuckled as James’ member started to come back to life.
Will finished with James’ face and brushed his lips against James’. James opened his mouth with a sigh, his tongue peeking out, invitingly. Will took the tongue between his lips, and opened his mouth over James’ lips. James’ tongue moved slowly into Will’s mouth, touching every part, tasting himself within. They both moaned as their tongues danced together, first in Will’s mouth, then in James’.
Jack was getting very aroused watching the lovers’ show, and stroked himself a couple of times. A bead of precum appeared at the tip of his member, and he pinched it lest he spill too soon. He pressed the final bead into James’ entrance. James screamed into Will’s mouth, then whipped his head back and forth, trying to free his mind of the fog of ecstasy that had descended on him like lightning striking a tree.
Will started cleaning James’ neck, kissing and licking tenderly, trying to use as little pressure as he could. James’ manhood was standing stiff above his belly, bobbing in its obvious wish for release. But Will knew there could be no completion for the Commodore for several minutes: Not the completion that James so craved.
Jack left the string of beads where they were and took the feather in his hand. “Ye look like you’re havin’ fun, Jamie. What’s say we make SURE ye do, eh?” He dragged the feather across James’ belly.
James strained against the bonds. “Will, help me PLEEEEEEASE!” He could feel his aching member throb, his sac tight, his balls straining but unable to release.
Will stopped what he was doing and looked into his eyes and smiled sadly. “Stay with us, James.” He started softly lapping up cum off of James’ chest.
James looked at Jack. Jack was moving the feather down his thighs, avoiding his manhood completely, the pirate’s facial expression one of an artist painting the portrait of his lady. James’ body was on fire. Every pleasure center was screaming with excess contact.
Jack removed the feather for a moment, then brought out the oil and slicked up James’ organ. Then he moved himself over the throbbing member and watched Will worshipping James’ body. The boy had finished cleaning him, and was now administering feather-light butterfly kisses all over. Jack smiled. He started pressing down onto the hard member, and moaned loudly as he eased it into his body with no preparation. Then he began to move.
James screamed as the heat enveloped his manhood. He felt dizzy, but couldn’t faint. His head whipped around uncontrollably, trying to hit itself on SOMETHING to knock himself back into a reality that he couldn’t find. As Will started suckling on his nipple, he felt himself start to peak again. He prayed for release.
Jack watched him, rocking himself so that the hard, velvet member hit his sweet spot, sending him toward his own release. He saw the look on James’ face change from horror to ecstasy and grinned. Just as he felt the beginning twitches of James’ completion, he reached behind him and took hold of the string that had been left hanging out of James’ hole. He watched James as he pulled the string, making the beads pop out slowly, one by one, sending James into one of the most intense climaxes he’d ever experienced.
James shrieked in pleasure, William sucking bliss from his nipple, Jack moving his muscles around him, drawing the cum into his body, and the string of beads seemingly sending him into another world of pure touch. His mind exploded in color, and a buzz in his head clouded all other noise.
As the last bead left his body, James finished spilling his seed deep into Jack and collapsed, limp on the bed, unconscious, a goofy grin plastered on his face.
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TBC
A/N: So how's YOUR mansmut doing? Hit that REVIEW button and let me know how MINE is doing, eh?