Fic- Horny Boy

[branwen_blaidd]

Title: Horny Boy
Pairing: Jack/Ianto

Rating: Adult – sex, spanking
Spoilers: Nothing major

Summary: Ianto gets in trouble for taking his pleasure into his own hands *cough*

Disclaimers: I own nothing.

Notes: This was a labour of love for my dear girl. And now she’s approved, I can post it! Comments please!

 

 

 

Ianto was horny. Really horny. And Jack wasn’t there. Damnit. Jack wasn’t bloody there. Ianto got up, found his laptop and logged on. He needed porn. He needed to jerk off.

He opened the browser, ready to search for some good porn to jerk off to. The page loaded and read Internet Explorer cannot display this webpage.

“Fuck,” he growled. He was about to close his laptop when he had a thought. He grinned and his cock twitched.

He clicked his mouse and set the webcam running. He pointed his laptop towards his pillow and lay down on his bed.

He was dressed in only his boxer shorts and a t-shirt. He didn’t bother undressing. He was too horny. He just grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath his crotch.

He could feel the camera on him. It made him harder. He began to move his hips, slowly at first but all too soon, he was jerking uncontrollably. He humped his pillow, his cock getting harder and harder. He could feel a wet patch forming on the front of his boxers but he didn’t care. He ground himself into the pillow and the mattress beneath him, whimpering as his pleasure began to mount. Uninhibited, he gasped and moaned into the blankets as he humped his pillow. He was close, so close.

He jerked once more against the pillow and came, the wet warmth of his come jerking all over the inside of his pants. He sighed happily, feeling warmth spreading over him.

“Turn the webcam off,” said Jack.

Ianto started and craned round. Jack was standing in the doorway, calm but firm. He gave Ianto a stern look.

“Do as you’re told, young man,” Jack said.

Ianto flushed bright red and scrambled to obey. He stood over the computer and a wicked idea flashed into his mind. He fiddled with the buttons, flicked down the webcam window, then turned around and faced Jack, his face still bright red.

“It’s off,”

“Good. Stay there,” Jack said.

Ianto stood exactly where he was, feeling the inside of his pants go cold. He couldn’t remember ever being so humiliated in his entire life. He felt naughty. Really naughty.

Jack returned, holding a cloth. He yanked down Ianto’s underpants and Ianto whimpered as he felt the cool air on his naked and damp flesh.

Jack stayed silent and held him firmly by the wrist, using the cloth to clean him up. Ianto wriggled away. Jack stayed calm. He simply reached around and gave Ianto’s bare bottom a sharp slap.

Ianto’s cock was getting hard again at Jack’s attention. He wondered what the webcam recorder was picking up now.

Jack still didn’t say anything. Ianto squirmed, wondering if he was in proper trouble. Jack silently went over to Ianto’s chest of drawers and retrieved pyjamas and clean boxers.

Ianto had to break the silence. “Jack?”

“Be quiet, Ianto,” he said. His voice was gentle but there was a definite cross edge to it. “You’re in trouble. If I were you, I would stay quiet and be on your best behaviour from this moment on.”

Ianto lowered his eyes. Jack moved towards him. He removed his damp boxers from around his ankles, then also stripped him of his t-shirt. He put both in the wash basket, then returned to Ianto and dressed him in the clean boxers and pyjamas.

Ianto wriggled. He felt so little, with Jack handling him like this. He was a boy being looked after and he was in trouble.

Once he had got Ianto dressed, Jack went over to the bed and sat down. “Come here.”

Ianto was beginning to wish he had turned the webcam off after all. He went over to Jack.

Jack didn’t speak to him. He just put his arms around Ianto’s waist and lifted him face down onto his lap.

Ianto didn’t dare wriggle away. Jack was so calm and stern. Jack raised his hand and began to spank Ianto hard over his pyjama bottoms.

Ianto cried out and writhed and wriggled on Jack’s lap, though he knew he couldn’t get away.

“You naughty, naughty boy!” Jack scolded as he spanked Ianto. “Making a naughty video, coming without permission, making a mess of yourself, so naughty!”

“Ow! Ow!” Ianto cried. “I did it for you!”

“No, you didn’t, you naughty boy! You did it because you were horny!”

Ianto’s bottom was burning hot under his pyjamas and his cock was fully hard again and aching, pressing against Jack’s thigh.

Jack gave one final hard spank on Ianto’s bottom, then lifted him up and deposited him on the bed. Ianto didn’t even have time to think before Jack was behind him, pulling him up into the doggy position, yanking Ianto’s pants down and jerking out his own cock. A hasty squirt of lube later, and Jack was sliding inside Ianto and Ianto was in heaven.

This was the best. This was perfect. Jack’s cock buried deep inside him. Why would he ever want to come without Jack?

Jack immediately began thrusting hard and fast, striking Ianto’s prostate dead on. Ianto pushed back into Jack.

“Ah, yes!” he gasped.

Jack responded with a hard slap to Ianto’s thigh and an even harder thrust inside him.

Ianto was going to come again. He couldn’t help it. But he had to ask.

“Jack,” he strained. “Gonna come,”

“Wait,” hissed Jack.

“But need to.”

Jack delivered another slap to Ianto’s thigh. “No,” he commanded. Ianto didn’t dare disobey.

Jack sped up and Ianto could feel he was getting close. Ianto clenched deliberately around Jack. The sooner Jack was on the edge, the sooner Ianto would be allowed to come.

Jack let out a grunt and reached around to squeeze Ianto’s cock. “Come,” he strained and Ianto was only too pleased to oblige. He came hard and messily, feeling Jack spurting hot inside him. Ianto was aware of come spilling onto the bed but he didn’t care.

Jack pulled out and Ianto collapsed onto the bed.

“God, that was good,” Ianto moaned.

Jack chuckled. “Better than on your own?”

“Uh huh,” Ianto murmured. “Fuck, yeah.”

Jack got out the cloth again and, after cleaning Ianto up, tugged his pants back up again.

“That’s what proper sex is like.”

Ianto reached out for Jack. “Cuddles,” he commanded. He was sleepy now.

Jack gave him a tender smile. “In a moment,” he got up, putting himself away as he did so.

And before Ianto could stop him, Jack went right over to the laptop and lifted the lid. “This needs shutting down before…” He stopped and stared at the image which had come up on screen. It was them, in the room.

Ianto sat up and bit his lip, wriggling. Was his already hot bottom going to get spanked some more?

Jack closed down the webcam window, then the computer before slowly turning back to Ianto. His face was stern and Ianto wriggled guiltily.  

“You’ve been a very naughty boy tonight, haven’t you, Ianto?”

Ianto sniffed. “Yes, Sir,” he said, thinking it was better to just agree with whatever Jack said.

“You’re grounded, young man. No internet for a week.” Jack grinned. “And I’ll be confiscating that video.”

Ianto couldn’t help smiling back. Jack would enjoy the recording a lot.

Jack smiled tenderly at him, then briskly moved forwards. “Right. Into bed and no arguments.” He came over and made Ianto lie down. He tucked the covers over him and kissed him on the forehead.

Ianto was very sleepy now, though it was still quite early. Jack reached beneath the covers and gave Ianto’s bottom a little smack over his pyjamas.

“Go right to sleep now, young man.” He grinned. “I’ll deal with you more in the morning.”

Ianto grinned and settled down to sleep, knowing Jack would join him in an hour or so. Listening to the sounds of Jack leaving the room, Ianto fell asleep.

                                                             * * *

Ianto was dreaming. A soft warmth spread all over him and he could feel warm breath on his face.

He woke, drifting awake rather than starting and saw Jack, naked in the darkness, climbing into bed with him.

Ianto snuggled into those arms as they wrapped around him. He pressed his face into that broad chest and breathed him in.

“Hello,” he murmured.

“Hello, my naughty boy,” said Jack softly and kissed Ianto on the top of his head. Ianto pressed himself against Jack.

“Jack?”

“Yeah?”

“When you say I’m grounded, do I still get to have sex?”

Jack laughed. “Yes. I suppose so. I think I’m gonna need some sex with you when I watch that video.”

Ianto giggled and rubbed himself against Jack’s firm body. “I knew you’d like it. That’s why I did it.”

Jack cupped Ianto’s cheek, stroking his skin softly. He tapped a finger on his lips and frowned. “I said no fibbing. We both know you did it just for you.” He grinned. “My naughty, horny boy, aren’t you?”

Ianto rubbed himself against Jack a bit more and giggled. “Yeah, but  you wouldn’t have me any other way, would you?”

Jack held him tight. “Nope. I wouldn’t change you for the world.”