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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Stargate_SG-1
  Relationship:
      Daniel_Jackson/Jack_O'Neill, Clone_Daniel_Jackson/Clone_Jack_O'Neill
  Character:
      Daniel_Jackson, Jack_O'Neill, Clone_Daniel_Jackson, Clone_Jack_O'Neill
  Additional Tags:
      PWP, Porn_Battle, Porn_Battle_III, Mini!Jack, Masturbation, Voyeurism,
      Exhibitionism, Ficlet
  Series:
      Part 3 of Clone_to_the_Second_Power
  Collections:
      Porn_Battle_III_(The_Best_of_Three)
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-06-06 Words: 733
****** Self Love ******
by dustandroses
Summary
     That little bastard could flaunt his 15 year old libido as much as he
     wanted, but this Jack was not going to get involved.
Notes
     Beta by Ozsaur, my hero and shit.
     On the subject of being underaged: Yes, the boys in this story are 15
     biological years old, but they have the complete adult memories of
     the originals they were cloned from, so I don't really think of them
     as underaged. Maybe their bodies are young, but their memories have
     been around the block more than a few times.
     In order to keep the originals and the clones easily identifiable,
     the clones go by the names of Jon and Danny.
Jack squirmed in his seat, determined not to even think about what was
happening in the corner on the other side of the small room. He couldn’t seem
to keep his eyes away, though, so he closed them, visualizing Daniel, tall,
well-muscled, handsome, adult. And that was the operative word here: adult.
There was a sudden loud moan and Jack’s eyes popped open, focusing on the
couple making out against the wall. No. His eyes snapped shut again. He refused
to be part of this. That little bastard could flaunt his 15 year old libido as
much as he wanted, but this Jack was not going to get involved.
“Oh, god, Jon.” He melted a little inside at Danny’s voice, his breath harsh
and his tone urgent. Danny may sound like a 15 year old, but the things he
murmured were the same things the adult Daniel murmured to Jack. When Danny
groaned loudly, Jack just had to open his eyes to see if the things he imagined
doing to his Daniel were the same things Jon was doing to Danny.
Jon had Danny shoved up against the wall, one thigh pushed tight against his
groin, face pressed against Danny’s neck. Jack could almost feel the warm heat
of Daniel’s skin against his own mouth as Danny took in a deep, gasping breath.
That was going to leave a mark.
He scooted his butt out from the back of his chair to give his cock breathing
room, and his hand rubbed up and down his thigh as he fought the impulse to
close it over his cock and squeeze. Danny’s hands slid slowly down Jon’s back
and came to rest on his skinny ass, pulling their bodies closer together. Jack
really wanted his Daniel about now. Wanted to press him against the wall next
to Danny and show Jon how it’s really done.
He could almost feel those fingers on his ass, kneading his flesh, gripping him
tightly, urging him on. He knew exactly how Daniel’s hips would circle against
his groin, the rub and retreat designed to tease Jack’s cock until he couldn’t
fight it anymore and just started mindlessly rutting against Daniel's body.
Jack bit back a laugh when Jon began to do exactly that, grunting into Danny’s
ear, his hands pressed against the wall on either side of Danny’s head. When
Danny pulled Jon’s tee-shirt out of the back of his pants and scratched his
nails down the tender skin underneath, Jack shuddered. Fuck this. He was tired
of thinking like an adult.
The palm of his hand fit perfectly against the hard-on smothered under his
BDUs. He squeezed it, then rubbed down the length, moaning softly so as not to
let the other two know he’d finally succumbed to their passion. Too late: Danny
was watching him and the glitter of heat in his eyes made Jack shudder
uncontrollably, just before Danny closed his eyes and did the same.
Jon pushed up Danny’s shirt, running both hands over his chest, then ducking
his head to suck one nipple into his mouth. Jack knew the moment Jon scraped
his teeth across it from the way Danny’s eyes shot open, glazed and unseeing,
his loud wordless cry echoing in the small room. Jack’s cock jumped in his
hand, and he realized he’d better pull it out before he came in his pants as if
he was one of the hormonal adolescents in the room.
Jack stroked his bare cock as Danny pulled Jon’s head back up and sucked on his
tongue, wrapping one leg around Jon’s hip and moving against him. Jon’s hips
worked in tandem with Danny’s, their bodies fitting together as well as the
full-sized versions did, and for some reason Jack found that oddly comforting.
His cock aching, he tightened his grip and reached down with his other hand to
fondle his balls, feeling the pressure build and the heat start to flood his
system. Jon and Danny’s harsh breathing made him realize they were both as
close as he was, and when Danny cried out, his head thrown back against the
wall, Jack felt his balls draw up as he gasped loudly.
Jon turned his head as he continued to rub frantically against Danny’s hipbone.
Eyes dark with lust, he held Jack’s eyes captive as he pushed them both into
orgasm with a single whispered word.
“Jack.”
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