Sam and the Boys

 

 

I can’t sleep. I’ve been lying here, tossing and turning for hours and all I’ve managed to achieve is a horrible, tangled mess of bedding. I get out of bed and straighten the sheets for the umpteenth time tonight.

 

I know what would help me sleep – one, enormous, Earth-moving orgasm. But Pete is out of town and not due back here for days.

 

I try to ignore my suddenly overwhelming feeling of horniness, finish re-making the bed, and climb back in.

 

After another ten minutes of fruitless searching for sleep, I know that sex is my only option and, as Pete isn’t here, I am going to have to revisit my pre-Pete sexual partners.

 

So, who’s it going to be tonight? Jack? Daniel? Or maybe Teal’c?

 

If the Air Force only knew how often my three team-mates have serviced my needs in the past - I’m really not sure quite what the reaction would be. But the Air Force doesn’t know, and it never will, as my guys won’t tell any more than I would.

 

But the secrecy only adds to my pleasure. As does the very idea that I’m going to cheat on Pete while he’s out of town. I’m really excited now at the prospect – I shiver with anticipation, almost humming with delight.

 

Decision time. Who’s going to be called on tonight?

 

Not Teal’c. Not tonight. Teal’c is big and huge and I turn to him when I need to feel small and submissive – normally when I’ve had to make some really awful decisions. It’s almost like a backlash against leadership – I need to be dominated, and Teal’c is so good for that. So dark and silent and massive, filling me to overflowing. But not tonight.

 

What about Jack? He’s never the Colonel in my bed, only Jack. This Jack is so different from the man who leads the team. This Jack is soft and pliable, no hard edges, although he still retains that solid core that makes him the leader he is. He is always gentle with me, smaller than Teal’c, but still filling me totally. My orgasms with Jack take time; he coaxes them out of me.

 

I’m not in the mood to be pleasured slowly. I want something quick and explosive, something that will leave me sated and sleepy. Daniel is the one for that. So tonight is Daniel’s night. He never fails me; I always climax with him because Daniel is the only one of the three who focuses solely on my clitoris. 

 

Daniel was the last of my team-mates that I started using in this way. Somehow our friendship always got in the way. I couldn’t see past that, couldn’t recognise the sexual side of Daniel hidden away, smouldering like a dormant volcano. After he ascended, I grew bored with Jack and Teal’c. I wanted variety. I dabbled with Jonas once or twice, but he didn’t quite do it for me and now he’s gone.

 

And then Daniel came back and I realised that yes, he was a sexual being, and that he was more than capable of meeting my needs. And the first time I took Daniel into my bed he blew my mind and pushed my body to a level of climax I had never experienced before. He became my favourite, so that Jack and Teal’c have faded into the background and I rarely call on them any more.

 

And then Pete came into my life and I never gave these three guys a second thought until now. So, once again I use my friends to give me what I need.

 

**

 

Daniel is here now. Ready, willing and able, as always.

 

There are no words spoken. There never are. There’s no point. This isn’t Sam and Daniel, team-mates and friends. This is purely a means to an end - that end being my orgasm -  nothing more. He will pleasure me and then be gone as swiftly and silently as he arrived.

 

He gets down to the job in hand. I’d forgotten how good he is at this. From his first touch I am almost buzzing with pleasure. Wave after wave of ecstasy sweep through me and I can’t help but gasp and moan out loud.

 

He doesn’t relent, but just continues as before, only changing the rhythm when I tell him to, never pausing or stopping. I climax again and again and again and still he continues without respite until I push him away. I am spent. I cannot take any more.

 

Daniel has done what I needed him to. He can go now. I am ready to sleep.

 

But before I can go to sleep I have one last job to do. This is the final part of our ritual, and must be done.

 

Taking Daniel in hand, I stagger from the bed, still flushed and sweaty, and make my way to bathroom. I wash him under the tap until he is clean and pristine once again. There is no trace of me left on him. Returning to my bedroom I open the bottom drawer of the chest of drawers by the bed, and lift the clothes in there.

 

I look at the two vibrators already there and smile to myself as I place Daniel back in there, next to Jack and Teal’c, where they lie side by side in readiness – waiting to serve.

 

 

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