Out Of Body

by Merlin7

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asm/merlin7/outbody.php
Summary: Not supplied

Rodney glared at Sheppard as they strode down the corridor. Or rather, Sheppard strode and Rodney half ran to keep up. "Why won't you help me?" he asked, and he told himself he was not whining, no matter how strident his tone sounded to his own ears.

John sighed. "I told you why, Rodney," he drawled. "I am not a human calculator. Go bother one of your scientists. That's why they're here."

"Heh!" Rodney snorted. "Shows you how much you know. They're here to make new discoveries, major. Not to do math."

"I'm here to protect Atlantis and her inhabitants, and to turn things on," John shot back.

Rodney stumbled at Sheppard's last comment. Yeah...the major was definitely here to turn things on. And he was good at it. Too good. Rodney cursed himself beneath his breath and forced his mind back on the right track. "Any grunt with a gun can protect Atlantis and her people," he shot back.

John glared at him without losing his stride. "You're so not helping your case, Rodney," he said with an air of amusement.

"Oh please." Rodney found himself having to kick up his pace as Sheppard rounded the corner three steps ahead of him. "And for the record you are to a human oof...!" Rodney broke off as he did a full body slam into Sheppard's back. "Why the hell did you stop?" he complained, then he gaped at the scene before him. Two of his female scientists were liplocked together. Or were, until they heard the commotion and broke apart, looking terrified and painfully embarrassed. Rodney was feeling rather embarrassed himself. And sympathetic. "Sorry," he mumbled, backing away.

"The blond girl stepped forward."Major Sheppard, please don't say anything," she pleaded.

John smiled at her warmly. "Say anything about what?" he countered. "I didn't see anything, did you, McKay?"

Rodney kept his head down but shook it. "No...I didn't see a thing." He closed his eyes as if that would give creedence to his lie.

"You might want to find someplace more private though," John suggested. "Just a thought."

"We'll do that and thank you." The blond moved to Sheppard and kissed his cheek, then she grabbed her dark-haired girlfriend by the hand and headed down the hallway.

Rodney had slitted his eyes open and had seen Andrea kiss Sheppard on the cheek. He knew he was going to have a hard time facing them at the weekly Science department meeting tomorrow morning. But that thought slipped away as Rodney realized the more significant thing he had just witnessed. "Are you okay with that. Really?"

John turned to frown at him. "Okay with what?" Sometimes Rodney confused the hell out of him and now was one of those times.

"What do you mean, with what?" Rodney knew that Sheppard was being dense on purpose. The man was far more intelligent than he liked to let on, and he seldom missed anything. Especially something right in front of his face. "You saw them kissing."

"So?"

Rodney resisted the urge to smack the smirk off of Sheppard's face. "So they're both women."

John nodded then he took a step back so he could lean against the wall and fold his arms over his chest as he focused on Rodney. "Yeah...I had noticed that," he drawled.

"They're gay!" Rodney realized that Sheppard was playing with him. So be it. "It doesn't bother you that they're gay?"

"Should it?" John cocked his head to one side as he asked.

Rodney tried not to twitch. He really did. But Sheppard was giving that look when he just focused on a person with his eyes wide open and a half smile playing on his lips and he looked so beautiful that Rodney couldn't help it. He twitched. Then he shifted his stance to try and hide his growing erection. Which, of course, made his eyes shift to Sheppard's crotch and the sweet bulge there. Not that Sheppard was hard, because Rodney could tell that he wasn't. It was just that the major had a nice package and it was always noticable. Rodney knew that because, well, because he always noticed. He ground his teeth for a moment, thought about the Pope naked, then lifted his eyes back to Sheppard's face. A face that was more beautiful than was fair. No man should look like that. Especially a man like Sheppard who was charm and sex and smoulder personified. "You're military, major," Rodney pointed out, as a means to distract himself from his own wayward thoughts.

John shrugged. "They're not. They make a nice couple though." He pushed off the wall and started walking again. Still heading for his quarters and knowing that Rodney would end up following him. John didn't mind. He liked bantering with McKay. The guy never backed down and never took offense. It was a good form of stress relief for John and he knew that it helped Rodney in the same way. Most of the time.

"So...so you're not homophobic?" Rodney was running again to keep up. Then he realized they were almost to his room, which was most oppurtune. So Rodney grabbed Sheppard by the arm, dragged him over to the door, hit the panel and practically shoved him inside. Rodney followed, hit the door closed, then confronted the major. "As I was saying, you're not homophobic?"

"Is that a requirement for this expedition?" John was amused as he gazed around the room. Clutter was everywhere and it felt very Rodney like. John had no doubt but that Rodney knew exactly where everything was.

Rodney sighed in frustration. "Most of the military personal I've had contact with are extremely homophobic."

John frowned. "Sorry to hear that."

"So why aren't you?" And Rodney really wanted to know. Enough so that he cleared the mess off his desk chair and practically pushed Sheppard into it. He was pleased when the major allowed it.

"I have gay friends, Rodney. My college roommate was gay. He even proved something to me." John shifted in the chair then reached under his ass to remove a crumpled tee shirt, which he set on the desk.

Rodney's curiosity was beyond peaked. "So...what did he prove?"

John hesitated a moment then decided there was no reason not to tell. "We were drunk one night, got blitzed on beer to celebrate the big exam I aced, and we were arguing about blow jobs. And don't ask me how we got on the topic because I was drunk and don't remember."

"Go on." Rodney prompted. He didn't care about the drunk part. "What is there to argue about blow jobs?" Blow jobs were good. Not that he'd had as many as he would have liked. But Rodney knew he was good at giving them and he had thought often about giving Sheppard one. About slamming the man up against the wall then going down on his knees and just taking Sheppard into his mouth.

"Rodney?"

Rodney blinked away his fantasy. "Uh...what?"

John was a bit worried. Rodney was zoning out on him. "You okay?"

"Fine. Where were we? Oh yes..blow jobs." Rodney moved to stand behind the desk. He was rock solid hard at the moment and he didn't want to spook the major.

"Right." John chuckled then ran a hand through his hair. This was a rather strange conversation to be having with Rodney. "Anyway...Todd insisted that guy's give better head than women and I argued against him and he pointed out that since I'd never had a guy give me a blow job, I couldn't back up my argument with fact. A point which I conceded to him. So he offered to give me one so for argument's sake and I was drunk enough to let him."

Rodney sucked in a breath at that, and his cock twitched, then he exhaled slowly and asked, "What happened?"

John shrugged. "I conceded the point to him. Guys give better head." That said, John stood up. He really was rather tired and this conversation was getting a bit out there. He took a step towards the door.

"What happened after?" Rodney queried, moving to intercept the major.

"What do you mean?"

Rodney resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "It must have been awkward for you after that. Once you were sober."

John wondered why he was still having this conversation, but decided to answer. He knew that Rodney was gay and he thought maybe Mckay would feel better knowing that John would never judge him for it. Maybe he just needed that reassurance. Because he sure had seemed spooked by the incident in the corridor with those women. "Nothing happened, Rodney. I knew Todd was gay when I moved in with him. In fact, I was the only person willing to room with him. It was a sweet deal. Best room in the dorm and he was leaving at the end of the year so I had it to myself after that."

"Yeah yeah.."Rodney waved a hand at Sheppard. "I don't care about the room."

"Right." John diverted himself from his trip down memory lane. "Anyway...it was no big deal. I'm not homophobic and one blowjob didn't make me gay. Neither did returning the favor."

Rodney did a full body twitch at that and he had to resist the urge to grab his cock through his pants. He was so hard and aching at this moment that he was ready to cry. "You...you returned the favor?"

John shrugged. "Seemed only fair."

"Right." Rodney's voice squeaked to high C. "So...did you do it again?"

"No. I had a girlfriend." John was getting worried. Rodney looked flush and he was shaking. "You okay? Maybe I should call Beckett."

Rodney panicked. "NO! I mean..I'm fine. Really. It's just hot in here." And it sure as hell didn't help that Sheppard looked all long and lean and edible in his uniform pants and black tee shirt.

John considered the temperature. "It's not hot, Rodney."

"Have you ever been with a man other than Todd?" Rodney countered. He had to get his control back. But it wasn't easy. He had fantasized about Sheppard since they met and now he knew the man had given head and Rodney felt like he was going to explode.

"Been jerked off a few times," John confessed, and that surprised him a bit. But that was the thing about Rodney. John knew he could always be honest with him. He reached out and patted Rodney on the shoulder. "Sorry if I'm blowing your whole perception of the military out of the water, McKay. But when a bunch of guys are stuck together with no women in sight, you take what you can get."

Rodney shivered as Sheppard's long, strong, fingers squeezed his shoulder. "So..um..no one ever fucked you." And that was blunt but Rodney didn't regret asking. He had to know.

John pulled his hand back and frowned. "No."

"You're telling me no one wanted at your ass?"

"I had offers but I wasn't interested." John had to laugh at the look on Rodney's face. Like he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Well it was always fun to shock McKay. John figured he'd never be able to top this moment though.

Rodney believed him. He took a few panting breaths, trying not to hyperventilate, then he said, "So you don't do men. Which is what I figured. All you do is flirt with every woman you see."

John rolled his eyes. "Don't even go there, Rodney. Look...this is my attitude on sexuality. I think everyone is born Bi but they feel they have to choose one or the other."

"And what do you choose?" Rodney realized he was holding his breath as he waited for John's reply.

"I don't." John almost laughed to see he had struck a home run again. Rodney's eyes were huge in his face and he looked beyond stunned. "As a rule I prefer women, I won't deny it. But bottom line...I prefer sex. Period."

Rodney nodded. "I chose. I'm gay." He realized that Sheppard didn't look the least bit surprised by his confession and that meant he already knew. Rodney supposed he should wonder how, but he really didn't care at this moment. He took a step forward, planting himself firmly in Sheppard's personal space, then he cupped the beautiful face in both hands and kissed him. He felt Sheppard stiffen in surprise, but then the lush lips parted, letting Rodney lick his way inside and he took advantage of it.

Hands slipping into the dark hair, Rodney was surprised at how soft it was. He titled Sheppard's head for a better angle, then he ravished the sweet mouth. Sheppard tasted like peppermint. Rodney liked peppermint. He was pleased to realized Sheppard was kissing him back and they kept at it until they needed to breathe.

"I give great blow jobs," Rodney announced, between pants for air.

"Go for it." John was panting a bit himself, but he wasn't about to turn down a chance at sex. And given how passionate Rodney was, and how focused, John figured McKay would probably give great head. So he let himself be pushed back onto Rodney's bed. He let Rodney undo his pants and fumble them down, lifting his hips to help, then settling back down, his fingers curled in the sheets, as Rodney knelt beside him. Then John had to bite back a moan as the tip of Rodney's tongue teased the tiny slit of his cock.

Rodney felt John's shaft thicken in his hand. Engorged it was big and velvet soft and throbbing and Rodney teased his way down the pulsing vein with his tongue before licking his way back up to the tip which he took fully into his mouth. And he looked up as he let it sink down into his throat. And the way John looked in this moment made Rodney just about come in his pants. Sheppard was beautiful all the time. Beautiful in so many different ways. But now he was sultry and exquisite as he bit his lower lip and his neck arched and his hair was even more wild and Rodney took him another inch deeper before easing him back out so he could suck on the tip.

John's back arched off the bed and he felt Rodney's free hand grip his hip to ease him back down. Then that same hand was on his balls, massaging them gently as Rodney deep throated him again and John felt his balls tighten up. Felt that familiar tingle in his spine and then he was coming before he could warn Rodney. Pulsing strong and long and when John was able to focus on Rodney's face, he realized that McKay was swallowing every drop. Then John's eyes fluttered shut again, only to fly open when wet lips were pressed to his own. He let Rodney kiss him and it was strange to taste himself off another man's lips.

"So...am I good or what?" Rodney asked, as he locked eyes with Sheppard.

"You're good," John replied. He was too sated to say more. He could feel Rodney's fingertips stroking over his belly then scratching through his pubic hair and it was soothing in the aftermath of his release.

Rodney was inordinately pleased, but he still had to ask, "Better than Todd?"

John laughed at that, then sobered to reply, "Way better. Course..I was drunk back then and it was a long time ago." A hand smacked his chest and John laughed again. "You're good, Rodney. But you already know that."

"Yes..I do." Rodney could not help but be smug about it.

"Um...do you want me to return the favor?" John's eyes had landed on Rodney's crotch. The man looked ready to pop through his pants.

Rodney grinned from ear to ear. He grabbed John's hand and pressed it to his crotch. "Hell yes. I've been like this for what feels like forever."

John squeezed the bulge then sat up to slide off the bed. He tucked himself back in and zipped up and tried not to think about what Rodney had said. About what it meant. But he found himself having to ask, "I make you hard?"

"Gay here." Rodney raised one hand. He saw how surprised Sheppard looked and decided to let him off the hook. "You're an attractive man, major. I'm sure you know that." Although, if Rodney were to be fair, Sheppard never flaunted his looks. Never used them. At least not knowingly. Which actually made him all the more attractive. Although, Rodney sometimes wondered how Sheppard had made it through life without getting fucked, given how the way he looked and his flirtatious charm. But that was a thought for another time. Right now Rodney wanted to feel Sheppard's lips on his cock. And to that end he undid his pants and shimmied them down off his hips. His cock thanked him for the freedom of release.

"I haven't done this in a while," John cautioned, as he approached the bed. He decided not to think about the fact that Rodney found him attractive.

Rodney snorted. "Please..it's like riding a bike. Besides, just do what you know you like. I'm easy."

That made John snort before he reached out and curled his fingers around Rodney's cock. It was thick and throbbing and hot against his palm. Moving to kneel on the bed, John bent his head and took the tip into his mouth. It felt different than he remembered, not that he actually remembered the blow job he had given Todd. That had been a million years ago and he had been blind drunk.

"God..that's good..so good," Rodney panted, as Sheppard sucked on the tip of his cock. Then a warm tongue was teasing his slit and Rodney's hips bucked. He reached down, curled his fingers in Sheppard's hair and yanked him up for a kiss. Then he gave him a piece of important information. "It won't break." Said as he pointed to his cock, which was still snugged in Sheppard's fist. "So go for it."

"Right." John wasn't good at taking orders, but he could follow direction well enough when he was so inclined. So he shifted back down and took Rodney's cock into his mouth again, letting it sink back towards his throat, but with caution.

Rodney gripped Sheppard's hair again, holding him so that he could hitch his hips and fuck the sweet mouth. And he was pleased when the major let him do it. Pleased when Sheppard's talented tongue teased him. And he was floating on air when the major sucked an orgasm right out of Rodney. He pulsed his released, fingers now clenched in the blankets, then he realized Sheppard was gone, running for the bathroom. Rodney didn't care. He felt some warm wetness on his belly and trailed his fingers through it. Life was good.

John spat into the bathroom sink and rinsed his mouth with a handful of water. He hadn't been expecting it to happen so fast and he wasn't ready for the taste of it. Todd had warned him in time for John to pull off. Tasting himself in a kiss was way different than a mouthful of cum.

"Mouthwash is on the shelf," Rodney said from the doorway. Then he stepped inside, still hanging out of his pants, and reached for a towel. He wiped himself as he watched Sheppard rinse his mouth with the mouth wash. "You okay?"

"Yeah...fine." John accepted a clean towel and wiped his mouth.

Rodney nodded. "It's an acquired taste. And, by the way, you give good head too. For a novice."

John threw the towel at him and laughed. "Thanks." He glanced at his watch. "It's late. I'm gonna go to bed."

"My bed is big enough for two," Rodney offered. And he was pleased when Sheppard seemed to hesitate.

"You want to sleep with me?" John countered, and he was a bit surprised by that.

Rodney smirked. "Actually...I want to fuck you. But I need recovery time so I figured we could sleep for a few hours first. Morning fucks are nice."

John agreed with that, but he shook his head at Rodney. "I don't think so. Blow jobs are one thing, Rodney. But.."

"You can fuck me first," Rodney interjected. He was going to make this happen one way or another. He was going to bury his cock in major Sheppard's tight ass.

"I prefer fucking women," John said firmly. "But thanks for the offer."

Rodney shrugged it off. Most of the bi men he knew didn't like to top either. They were bi because they liked to bottom. That way they got the best of both worlds. But, apparently, Sheppard hadn't been adventurous enough to go there yet. But Rodney would be happy to introduce him to lots of new things. If the man was going to be bi, he might as well go all the way. "Fair enough," he said to Sheppard. "But I still want to fuck you."

John hadn't really thought about it and he was too tired to do so now. "Let me think about it," he replied.

"You do that," Rodney allowed. Then he watched Sheppard walk out of the bathroom and out of his room. Rodney smiled to himself. All in all it had been a very productive day. With that thought in mind, Rodney shucked his pants and socks and got into bed. And he dreamed of fucking Major Sheppard until the man begged for mercy. And for more.

~~~

Rodney had made up his mind. Tonight he was going to start seducing Major Sheppard into letting Rodney fuck him. It shouldn't really be all that hard to do either, given the fact that the major was more than happy to spend time in Rodney's bed. Hell, last week they even slept together, as in actual sleeping. Of course that was partly because Sheppard had been exhausted after going without sleep for two days. A mission related problem. And after Rodney had given Sheppard a blow job, the major had drifted off to sleep. Rodney hadn't minded. Especially come morning when he was awakeded by a hot, wet, mouth on his own cock. Sheppard was a firm believer in returning the favor.

But after two weeks of blow jobs, Rodney wanted more. And tonight he was going to ease Sheppard into thinking like minded.

A knock on his door and Rodney knew it was time to put his plan into effect. Sheppard had been gone running shuttle trips to the mainland while Rodney had worked on a few things in his lab. They had met up in the messhall, sitting together to eat their meals and catch up on things. Then Rodney had left first, giving Sheppard a nod to let him know he was heading for his room. Ten minutes later exactly and Sheppard was here.

Rodney was already hard and aching as he called out, "Come in!" Then Sheppard was inside and he was smiling at Rodney and looking amazing simply because he was Sheppard. And Rodney was across the room, pushing Sheppard back agains the -now closed- door, hands sliding into the dark hair even as he claimed the soft lips. And Sheppard tasted like coffee and peppermint this time and Rodney licked at his mouth, wanting to savor the flavor for as long as he could.

"Did you...miss me?" John asked, when they broke apart, and he was panting as much as Rodney was.

"A little," Rodney allowed, as he ground his erection into John's hip. "Shower." With that Rodney pushed away and headed into the bathroom. He was already naked by the time John stepped into the room and he wasted no time in getting the major naked as well.

John let Rodney lead him into the roomy shower stall. He was tired and gritty and he couldn't wait to let the hot water wash away the dirt and his weariness. So John bent his head to let his hair get wet then he reached for the shampoo. Only to find Rodney batting his hand away. Then hands were in his hair and John closed his eyes as Rodney's strong fingers lathered him up.

Rodney enjoyed himself, and he was pleased when Sheppard closed his eyes and relaxed due to his ministrations. And it felt good, letting his fingers comb through the thick hair. Rodney's hair had never been this thick. It was too fine. And he was a bit jealous at times that Sheppard still had a full head of hair, being as they were about the same age. But Rodney let such petty thoughts slip away as he pushed the major under the water spray, still working his fingers through the heavy strands to rinse away the shampoo. "Feel good?" Rodney asked, when he realized Sheppard was almost purring.

"You know it does." John wasn't going to lie about it. Rodney had good hands. But as good as it felt, John pushed them away and shook his head, then he reached for the shampoo again. "Let me return the favor." He firmly believed that fair was fair.

"It does feel good," Rodney allowed, as he closed his eyes and let Sheppard's long fingers work their magic. His entire body started to relax. Well, everything except his cock. He was still hard as a rock and aching.

John was enjoying himself and was surprised when Rodney pulled away to rinse himself off. "Something wrong?"

Rodney shook his head. "Nope. But it's time to get washed up and in bed." He pointed to his erection. "I need relief." He smiled when John snorted, then reached for the soap. "Let me wash you up."

"Isn't it faster if we wash ourselves?" John countered. He was more than willing to get to the bed part.

"Faster...but not as satisfying," Rodney replied. Then he reached out with his soapy hands and let them glide over Sheppard's chest. Rodney then set about washing every inch of Sheppard, but made it a point to ignore his cock. For the moment. He smiled to himself when the major cursed him out before turning him around so he could wash the strong back. Then Rodney leaned it, letting one hand slide around Sheppard's slim waist so his fingers could curl around the major's cock. Rodney stroked him lightly, teasingly, and when the major moaned deep in his throat, the erotic sound zinged straight into Rodney's cock, making it twitch. But he was a man with a plan and ignored the throbbing ache. For the moment. Instead he focused on distracting Sheppard with his stroking and his tongue in the major's ear. And once Sheppard was cursing him again, Rodney let his free hand drift to the taut ass. Let a finger stroke between the muscled cheeks and when Sheppard's hips hitched back as the major tried to fuck himself in Rodney's fist, Rodney pushed a soapy finger inside the major's tightness.

John froze as he felt the intrusion, trying to pull away. But Rodney's hand was still gripping his cock. Still squeezing and stroking and John couldn't help but move with him and the finger in his ass pressed in deeper and a knuckle brushed over something and John felt a wave of intense pleasure wash over him. "Fuck!"

Rodney chuckled, his mouth pressed to Sheppard's ear. "Know what that is?"

"Yes, Rodney.." John shuddered as the knuckled brushed over his hot spot again. "I know...bastard!" John wasn't ready for this yet he couldn't deny how good it felt. The burn of entry had faded and left behind only pulse waves of pleasure. And the hand on his cock was still stroking and before John knew it he was coming. Exploding was more like it. He came apart in a rush and he pulsed his release for what seemed like forever. He must have zoned out a bit because when awareness returned he was facing Rodney with his back pressed up against the cool tile and they were kissing. John kissed back for a moment before he had to suck in air. His legs felt like rubber.

"Pretty intense...isn't it?" Rodney stated, and he couldn't keep the smirk off his face. He had sent Sheppard over the edge into pure ecstasy and he knew it.

John opened his mouth to deny it, but he couldn't. Even though Rodney looked so damn smug that John wanted to smack him. He coudn't do it, not after having the most amazing orgasm of his life. "Very intense," John drawled after a moment. "Thank you."

Rodney kissed him again then whispered, "Any time."

"Blow job?" John countered, knowing it was time to return the favor. Rodney's erection was poking him in belly.

"I'm not done with you yet," Rodney said firmly as he thought off the water. He guided Sheppard out of the shower, toweled them both off, mainly concerned with drying their hair, then he pushed Sheppard into the bedroom. "Lay down on your stomach," Rodney told him.

John gave him a suspicious look. He knew how sneaky Rodney could be. The man had proved it in the shower. John wasn't fooled. He knew that Rodney still wanted to fuck him. And he wasn't trying to be obtuse about it. He just wasn't sure it was something he wanted to do. They had good sex as it was and John was content to stick with things the way they were. But after the mindblowing orgasm Rodney had just given him, the least he could do was follow orders. For now. But he still hesitated.

Rodney gave him a nudge. He knew Sheppard didn't trust him, and rightly so. Not that Rodney was going to give up on what he wanted. Not a chance. "I want to give you a massage," he informed the major.

"You do?" John was surprised by that. "But don't you want me to..ya know..take care of your problem first?"

"Don't worry about me," Rodney assured him. "And stop looking a gift horse in the mouth. How often to you get a chance for a full body massage?"

John had to concede to Rodney's logic. "Good point." So he stretched out on the bed, and rested his head on his folded arms. And a moment later he felt Rodney settle over his thighs, then strong fingers, slicked with something warm, were kneading his shoulders, digging into the tight muscles.

Rodney grunted a bit as he worked on Sheppard's shoulders. "You know...for a guy who just orgasmed, you're awfully tense." He had a feeling he knew why. Sheppard carried around alot of guilt and he deeply felt the responsibilty of being the ranking military officer of Atlantis.

"It's not all that easy to relax around here, Rodney," John replied,then his words slid into a moan as Rodney's hands slid down his back and kneaded the area around his spine. "God..that is so good."

"Of course it is." Rodney knew he was good at this. He was good at pretty much everything. But he fell silent as he continued the massage, working slowly and methodically over Sheppard's back, digging and kneading out every knot of tension until he felt the major finally relax. And when he knew Sheppard was easing into slumber, Rodney eased further down Sheppard's legs, then he let his palms cup over the major's taut ass. Rodney smiled as he cupped the muscled globes, loving how Sheppard's ass seemed to fit into his hands just perfectly. Then he began massaging it, letting his fingers slide over the cleft. Rodney heard Sheppard sigh softly and knew the major wasn't quite asleep yet, and that's when he made his move. Gripped an ass cheek in each hand, Rodney spread them open then dived in, his tongue sliding over the puckered opening.

That brought John back to full consciousness. The feel of warm wetness slicing over his entrance. Then something warm and wet probing him. Not a finger. And then it hit him what it was. "Rodney!" John's voice squeaked up an octave and he tried to roll over.

Rodney held Sheppard down. "Just relax, major. This won't hurt a bit." That said he spread the sweet cheeks again and dived in, fucking Sheppard's opening with his tongue.

"What are you doing?" John gripped the sheets and tried to turn on his side but Rodney was pressing into his legs and holding his ass hard enough to bruise, and his wet tongue was still flickering over him and pushing in and out and it was nothing like John had ever felt before.

"It's called rimming." Rodney came up for air and leaned over Sheppard to nip his shoulder. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

John shifted a bit, feeling his cock twitch under him. He couldn't believe he was getting turned on by this. "It feels weird," John stated. And it did. Weird but oddly good and he wasn't sure how he felt about it. So maybe it was time to distract Rodney, because being tongue fucked was getting a step too close to what he knew Rodney was dying to do to him. "Don't you want me to blow you?" John queried, desperately.

Rodney nipped Sheppard's shoulder again then hitched up so he could press his lips to the major's ear. "No."

"But..you're hard." John could feel Rodney's erection poking him in the ass.

"You're right about that," Rodney allowed, then he nipped Sheppard's ear lobe. "But I want to do something else to get off."

John went tense. "Rodney.."

Rodney chuckled even as he squeezed Sheppard's sweet ass. "Not that, not yet anyway."

"Then what?" John knew the question was laced with suspicion. He couldn't help it. Rodney had this way off steam rolling over his protests and doubts. But John really was not ready to let Rodney into his body.

"Just relax and trust me," Rodney purred, then he shifted down Sheppard's body, moving between the long legs this time. Then poured some oil in his hand and used it to slick the crack of Sheppard's ass.

John twitched. "Rodney.." he warned, his voice a deep growl.

Rodney pinched him. "I'm not going to fuck you," he promised, even as he slicked his own cock. "I'm just going to get off on your ass." He snorted at his own choice of words, then he gripped Sheppard's ass again, spreading him open before leaning in to snug his slicked cock between them. Then Rodney let go and braced himself with his hands on either side of Sheppard's lean hips. "See..not in you, just on you." And it felt so good that Rodney moaned and started moving. Slow thrusts up and down as he pressed into Sheppard's ass. Rodney knew he wouldn't last long anyway.

John bit his lip as he felt Rodney thrusting against him. It felt weird but not too freaky and he found himself trying to help Rodney by pushing up into him, and it wasn't long before he felt warm wetness coating his ass, coating between his cheeks and that made John shudder a bit.

"That...that was incredible," Rodney panted, as he collapsed over Sheppard's back.

"It was?" John was surprised by that. Surprised and turned on. His own cock was hard and throbbing again and he didn't realized he had whimpered until Rodney was moving off him and turning him onto his back. And before John could say a word, Rodney's mouth was sucking on his cock and two fingers were slipping inside him, pushing in deep and butting John's prostrate and he came in a rush that made his vision grey out and when he opened his eyes again, Rodney was leaning over him. Smiling. Smugly. John sighed. "Okay...you're really good at this stuff."

Rodney nodded then kissed Sheppard, then he moved to flop down beside him, stretching out on his back.

John shifted on his side to look at him, making a face as he felt the sticky wetness of Rodney's release between his ass cheeks. That was a new experience to say the least, and John wasn't sure how he felt about it. He bit his lip then looked at Rodney, who's eyes were closed but a smug grin still curved the crooked mouth. "You're pretty damn sure I'm going to let you fuck me, aren't you?"

"I'm a patient man," Rodney replied.

"Yeah..right," John drawled. Rodney was anything but patient. "What we have is pretty good, don't you think?"

Rodney was silent a moment, considering how to reply. Because it was good. John was bi, not gay, and he wasn't into doing some of the things Rodney liked. And Rodney was okay with that. For the most part, John willingly reciprocated whatever was done to him and he was a very passionate and giving lover. So Rodney was more than content. But that didn't mean he was willing to give up on the hope of fucking the major's luscious ass. Truth be told, Rodney had become somewhat obsessed with Sheppard's ass. He was always staring at it, to the point where the other day Zalenka had smacked Rodney on the shoulder and told him not to be so obvious. Opening his eyes, Rodney looked up at Sheppard. "You know what? I've introduced you to alot of new things in the past few weeks, and it's been all good, right?"

John nodded. "Yeah..so far so good."

"Then why won't you trust me enough to let me fuck you?" Rodney blurted out. Because he realized it was best to be blunt about it.

"I don't trust easy," John replied, as he sat up and slid out of bed. "It's nothing personal, Rodney. Okay? But...what you're asking is a big deal. You know? It just is." That said, John went into the bathroom, showered and got dressed. When he came back out, Rodney was wearing boxers and a tee shirt. "Let me think about it, okay?" John asked. And he would consider it. He owed Rodney that much.

Rodney nodded. He realized this was a turning point for both of them. So he simply nodded then watched as the major left his room. Rodney then stripped off the wet sheet before yanking up the blankets, then he flopped down onto them. He was almost drifting into sleep when it hit him. He knew what it was that was making John resistant. It was so obvoius that Rodney was surprised he hadn't realized it sooner. But now that he had it figured out, it would be easy to convince John to give it a try. And with that happy thought in mind, Rodney closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

~~~

John knew that Rodney had something planned. They were in Rodney's room and had showered and now they were lazing on Rodney's bed and kissing. Just kissing and it was great and John was feeling relaxed in spite of his growing erection, and he was having fun making Rodney squirm by tickling his sides, which made Rodney shift about so that his hardness kept poking John. Then, without warning, Rodney broke off the kissing and sat up. "What's wrong?" John asked.

"Not a thing." Rodney was smiling as he slid off the bed. He felt Sheppard watching him as he moved to his desk. A moment later Rodney climbed back on the bed with a length of cording in one hand. "I want to tie you up."

"You what?" John was more than a little surprised, because this was coming out of left field.

Rodney waved the cording in front of Sheppard's face. "I want to tie you up," he repeated. "And, for the record, we're talking bondage not S & M. This is not about pain..it's about control." Rodney watched Sheppard's face as he spoke, waiting for the major's reaction.

John opened his mouth to refuse the idea when it hit him like a slap in the face. He knew what Rodney was doing and why and - sonofabitch - McKay had figured it out. Hell, John had just figured out what was making him refuse letting Rodney fuck him only last night. He didn't want to give up control. And letting somebody into his body like that was all about giving up control. And that was something John didn't give up. Ever. Which had everything to do with his trust issues. But last night he realized he really did trust Rodney, but he still wasn't ready to deal with the control thing. But if he was tied up, he would have no choice but to give over control of himself to Rodney. Swallowing a ready protest, John whispered, "Okay."

"Lie down." Rodney was already pushing Sheppard back. He wasn't going to give the major a chance to rethink his acceptance. "Hold your wrists together." Rodney spoke sharply and he was pleased when Sheppard obeyed him. He knew it wasn't easy for him. Reflex action for Sheppard was to be ornery just because. But the major held out both wrists and simply watched as Rodney wrapped the cord around them. "You catch on quick," Rodney said, approvingly, then he grinned when Sheppard glared at him. Then Rodney tugged Sheppard's arms over his head and moved up to the headboard where he quickly tied the free end of the cord to the crossbar. He tugged on the bindings and was satisfied that Sheppard was now helpless. So Rodney took the oppurtunity to kiss the man, then he licked his way down Sheppard's body, stopping when he reached the major's rigid cock. Rodney sucked on the tip for a moment, loving the moan that escaped Sheppard. Then he sat up and simply stared at the man laid out before him. "You really are beautiful, you know that?"

"No." John's tone was flat and he cursed silently when he felt his skin flush.

Rodney was thrilled. He had never seen Sheppard embarrassed before. "You are beautiful, but I promise not to tell you that in public."

John glared at Rodney, trying to distract himself from the fact that he was naked and bound and pretty much helpless in this moment. But he forgot all about that fact when Rodney sucked on his cock again. John's eyes fluttered closed but popped open when a slick finger slid inside him. Rodney zeroed in on John's prostate and it was so good that John couldn't help but beg for more, but when another finger slid inside him, it hit John what this meant. Rodney was going to fuck him. Rodney was going to shove his cock up John's ass and that image made John shudder and tug on his bindings and he had to bite his lip not to beg Rodney to let him go.

Rodney could feel Sheppard's body trembling and he knew the major was having second thoughts. So Rodney focused on making Sheppard feel good. He licked and sucked Sheppard's cock even as he pressed a third finger inside him. The major was almost painfully tight but Rodney was patient. He kept pumping and stretching and making Sheppard writhe and moan with pleasure. "Almost ready," Rodney whispered, as he pulled off of Sheppard's cock.

"Don't..don't stop!" John begged. He was so damn close.

"Shh..." Rodney leaned over him and kissed him. "I want to be inside you when you come. I want to feel it."

John glared at him. "You're weird."

Rodney snorted. "No..I'm gay..and it's an incredible feeling." As he spoke he slicked his own aching hardness then he settled himself between John's legs.

John stared at Rodney as McKay lifted his legs and settled them over his shoulders. He told himself he was good with this until he felt the head of McKay's cock pressing against his entrance and a cold spike of panic hit him. "No.." John tried to shift away. "I can't do this."

"Yes..you can." Rodney leaned in, folding John's body in half and giving thanks to the fact that Sheppard was very flexible. He kissed the lush mouth, tangling their tongues, his slicked fingers moving between them to grip Sheppard's cock and when Rodney felt Sheppard's body relax, he hitched his hips forward and pressed in.

"Wait!" John hissed against Rodney's wet lips. He felt his body stretching to accomadate the first inch of McKay's cock. And it was a surreal moment that shook him to his core.

Rodney nipped Sheppard's lower lip. "You can do this," he whispered. "Trust me."

And those words gave John pause. Because he did trust Rodney. Everything they had done so far had been amazing. So he could do this. He could trust Rodney. But John wasn't sure he could speak at the moment so he just nodded and kissed Rodney and then he caught his breath as he felt himself being stretched further. And suddenly it burned and there was a sharp pain and John gripped the sheet hard, resisting the urge to pull away.

"Breathe.." Rodney whispered into John's mouth. "Breathe and bear down. I just need to get in farther."

"Breathe.." John echoed, then he sucked in a shuddery breath before exhaling slowly.

Rodney kissed him. "Good..now bear down hard and I'll slip right in."

John did as he was told and for a moment the burn and stretch hurt so much that tears formed in his eyes. But he blinked them away and concentrated on bearing down and suddenly the pressure eased and Rodney was pushing deeper inside him.

"Just keep doing that," Rodney said softly. "Just breathe and bear down...I'm almost there." And he hitched forward another inch and another as he felt Sheppard breathing, felt the muscles clenched tightly around his cock flexing open around him and then he was balls deep inside of Sheppard and it was so good and yet it almost hurt because Sheppard really was so fucking tight. But Rodney didn't care. This was better than he had imaginged, and he had imaginged it as being pretty spectacular. "You okay?" he asked, as he rained kisses over Sheppard's face.

"I'm good," John replied, and he heard how breathy his voice was. "Just...just don't move for a minute..okay?"

Rodney nodded. "Okay." He focused on kissing Sheppard instead.

John kissed back almost frantically but then he broke the kiss and whispered, "Untie me."

"Major.." Rodney wasn't sure that was such a good idea.

"I want..I want to touch you, okay?" John really needed to do that. He looked at Rodney and managed a crooked smile. "Hey..you're in me already...so it's not like I'm going to make you leave now."

Rodney wasn't so sure about that and said as much. "You promise you'll see this through?"

John nodded then shifted a bit. "Just untie me and start moving or something. It's too much..you know?"

"Yeah." Rodney did know. So he shifted up until he could reach the bindings on Sheppard's wrists and he fumbled with them, feeling Sheppard's breathing hitch, knowing that he was thick and hard and stretching Sheppard uncomfortably. Then the bindings unraveled and Rodney felt Sheppard's big hands on his face. Then they were kissing and Rodney was shifting again.

"MOVE!" John ordered against Rodney's mouth, and it was a relief when the cock inside him eased out, and this time when Rodney pressed in it burned just a little. Another thrust out then a press back in and suddenly Rodney was shifting and on the next thrust John saw stars.

Rodney watched Sheppard's eyes flutter closed and he smiled, knowing he was angled just right and he started moving in short thrusts, butting against Sheppard's prostate and grinding until the major was writhing beneath him and the long legs slid off his shoulders to clamp around his waist and Rodney felt triumphant in this moment. He also felt ready to explode himself because John's inner muscles were clenching around him and triggering intense bursts of pleasure. But he wanted the major to come first. So Rodney eased back, pushing Sheppard's legs back onto his shoulders, then he steadied himself on one hand as he gripped Sheppard's cock with the other.

Three strokes was all it took to send John shattering into pure bliss. He felt his body contracting as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him. "Fuck..fuck!" he hissed between clenched teeth. Then his eyes flew open and locked on Rodney's face. "McKay.." John growled.

"Fuck yes!" Rodney replied, and then he shifted again, angling himself just right so he could thrust hard and deep into Sheppard's body. He could still feel the clutch of Sheppard's inner muscles from the major's orgasm and that pushed Rodney into his own release. He closed his eyes and shuddered as pulsed his seed into Sheppard. Then his arms gave out and Rodney collapsed onto the major and he sighed as he felt Sheppard's legs slide off his shoulders, then strong arms were wrapping around him. For a long time he just laid there, feeling Sheppard's heart thumping against his chest, but then Rodney heard the major calling his name. "What?" he asked, as he forced his eyes open, and he caught his breath at what he saw. Sheppard had always been beautiful, but never more so than in this moment. He was sated and languid with hooded eyes and a lush mouth and Rodney had never seen anything so erotically exquisite in all his life. Major Sheppard was better than any of Rodney's porny wet dreams.

"You were right," John said softly. "I should have trusted you sooner."

Rodney nodded, somewhat smugly. He was too wiped out for full out smugness. "Of course you should have. I'm always right." That earned him a hard bite to his shoulder. "Ow."

John licked the red spot. "It's still weird though. Feeling you inside me. I'm still freaking about it, just so you know."

"You hide it well." Rodney was feeling generous enough to fib. Sheppard wasn't hiding it at all and that made this all the more amazing. Because he had trusted Rodney, which Rodney knew wasn't easy for the major, and Rodney knew that Sheppard would let him do this again, which made Rodney feel a bit giddy.

"No I don't," John countered, knowing that Rodney was lying. "But...as nice as this was..I need to get up." He pushed at Rodney's shoulders.

Rodney didn't budge. "You're leaving? How can you leave? We just had amazing sex."

John smirked at him. "Amazing because you fucked me, right?"

"Well..there is that," Rodney allowed. "But seriously. You want to leave? I brought food. You know..we have sex, we eat, we sleep."

"Maybe later," John replied, pushing Rodney off him and groaning as the cock inside him slid out. For a moment John thought his insides might follow and that freaked him out a bit, but he pushed that thought away. Being fucked by Rodney was strange but good and John was willing to do it again. Like in a few days when he could sit down again without feeling sore. "I have a meeting with Weir in thirty minutes and I need to shower and change and stuff.

Rodney rolled all the way onto his side and watched as Sheppard collected his clothing. "You have a meeting?"

John nodded. "I figured I'd better give myself a time table. So I didn't have alot of time to change my mind."

"So you came here intending to let me fuck you?" Rodney was beyond pleased at that thought.

"Pretty much." John headed for the shower.

Rodney called him back. "Come back here after your meeting, okay?"

John hesitated then nodded. "Okay." He stared into the bathroom again but turned back to ask, "So, Rodney..you got any other good ideas?"

"A few," Rodney allowed.

"Care to share them?" John invited.

Rodney just smiled at him. "Actions speak louder than words, major," he replied.

John considered that and nodded. "Good point." That said he stepped into the bathroom and closed the door.

"Of course it's a good point," Rodney said to himself as he slid off the bed. He retrieved the candy bars he had snagged for them and got back into bed and started eating. But he only finished off one when he realized he was tired. So Rodney closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

When John came out of the bathroom, dressed and ready for his meeting, he heard soft snoring and smiled. Rodney was spread out on his back, one pillow hugged against his chest and drooling. John shook his head and searched for a blanket. Found one and spread it over Rodney, then he headed out the door. As he strode down the corridor, John realized he was whistling.

Life in the Pegasus galaxy was good.

THE END