awakeTitle: Teenage Dream
Author: camshaft22 and falconsheart
Fandom: Stargate SG-1/Atlantis
Pairing: Cameron Mitchell/John Sheppard
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don’t own. But, I wish!
Notes: Underage, explicit sex. Written for sga Kinkmeme
John Sheppard tried not to scowl or make faces as he dragged along behind Carter. He had had an accident with some Ancient tech, he wasn’t mentally impaired! Why had she to insist that some other officer babysat him while she was looking for a way to reverse this? He knew that grumbling was useless, Carter had made up her mind and knocked straight at Colonel Mitchell’s door.
Cam opened the door on his office, blinking in surprise as he took in Sam and some... kid?, knocking on his door. “Hi Sam. Who’s this?” he asked, knowing he was familiar looking, but for the life of him, couldn’t tell who’s kid he was supposed to be.
Sam Carter glanced at the dark-haired teen beside her, and she had to admit that John, aged somewhat sixteen did not look much like the mid-thirties version she knew. Even his hair seemed less ruffled and more silky, but that might be due to length as well. “Cam, this is John Sheppard,” she said with a half-smile. “I mentioned I needed you to look after a fellow officer who had an accident with some Lantean machine?”
“Shep-Sheppard? What the hell did you touch?” Cam asked, astonished. “Well, yeah, I remember you calling and demanding that I look after a fellow officer... you should’ve mentioned it was Sheppard. C’mon in, get comfortable. I’ll watch out for him, get that damn thing fixed before Landry has to reassign him or demote him.”
“It was supposed to be a healing device,” John replied a bit defensive. Carter chuckled. “I will do my best, Cam. Just keep John out of Landry’s hair.” She turned and left and John pouted. “He can’t demote me without reason.”
“Age is a reason. You’re too young to be a Colonel now,” Cam reminded him cheekily. “So... Are you... How old are you? You’re obviously yourself... otherwise you wouldn’t know anyone... but do you feel your age or the age you actually are?” he asked, taking a seat in his chair.
John bounced up and down on his feet, before lounging down in a chair. “I am about sixteen I guess, my memories are pretty much complete, except for the hour before I touched the device. But feel... I feel sixteen, not forty.”
Cam exhaled. “Wow. Still, what happened in that hour?” he asked, a little concerned. “This is amazing, John. Seriously,” he said, looking him up and down as he shifted slightly in his seat.
John lazed back in his chair, sprawling out. “I don’t know. All I know is Rodney and Carson had located a chamber of devices of which one was supposed to be a healing device. They didn’t know which and asked me to light them up one after the other to see what we had. I went into the chamber... and that’s the last thing I know. When I woke I was a teen again.” John noticed the way Cam shifted in his seat, and for the first time fully noticed that Cam was damn well hot. Strong build, muscles, top-fit.
Cam nodded, wondering if he was some sort of pervert, getting all hot and bothered with John Sheppard sitting, sprawled out in his office. But this wasn’t the first boner he’d sported for the man... Ok, maybe it was a little twisted, but John was Forty. It’s just the rest of him wasn’t there. “Maybe it worked like it was supposed too. We don’t know how long the Ancients lived, right? Maybe they reached a certain point, went to this device and presto changeo, they’re still themselves but young again.”
“They lived for centuries and more, according to the Atlantis database,” John agreed. “maybe you are right. Would be practical, would it?” He had noticed Cam’s glance and felt a light flutter in his stomach. How often had he fantasized about something like that? Not that he had ever dared, really... not even back in high-school when he had noticed that cute boy who had a crush on him. John licked his lips, he had often imagined stuff, imagined someone who’d not ask but take what he wanted, made him give it up. More deliberately he shifted a bit, sprawling out more comfortably, without obviously displaying himself. “Maybe we should consider not reverting the process? I mean... what if Carter shows up as a teen next?”
“Definitely practical... “ Cam agreed, his gaze burning a hole into John. When he shifted again, slouching, Cam had to take a deep breath. “She’d take over the world in half a damn hour... but you might have a point there, Sheppard. Sounds like this damn thing is trouble.”
That gaze was made to give John ideas, he knew he shouldn’t be lusting after a fellow officer, not even one he had been lusting after before, and for sure he should not imagine Cam that way... but damn, how could he not? He tilted his head. “Or it could be the solution to our problems... imagine us being able to keep our people, no loss due to age or health...” His eyes scanned Cam, undressing him with his gaze. “New chances...”
Cam licked his lips, seeing something in his gaze. “New chances, huh? That would be rather nice... Do you want to blow this pop stand? I know they’ll likely wanna keep you because of... this, but I think as long as you’re with me, it’ll be alright....”
There were several things John would have liked to blow, but instead of saying that he deftly hopped out of the chair, taking the liberty to hug Cam. “And here I thought you’d cage me on base,” he said. “Carter said I wasn’t to leave the place, except when under supervision, meaning you.”
Cam was surprised by John’s hug, but not unhappy. Especially since he’d felt John’s hard cock through his fatigues. So... interest was there. Cam hugged him back briefly and picked his coat up, leaving his office with John trailing behind him. “I’d never cage you... on the base anyway,” Cam told him, teasing slightly. “Oh she said that, huh? Well, I suppose we should at least poke our heads in and tell her we’re leaving.”
“I’d hate to be found by Landry...” John said, not saying that he’d mind the caging. They reached Carter’s office and it was easy to see the Colonel was in a temper. “No... I don’t have a solution yet,” she said, looking up from the long report she was working through. “If he is that annoying... you’ll come up with something, Cam.”
“He’s not annoying. He’s sixteen. I had too much damn energy and so did you at that age. We’re leaving the base... and I figured I’d let you know, considering you’d be the one looking for us when you figure it out. We’re a phone call away and I think getting clear of your genius would work better.”
Sam pushed back a streak of her long hair. “Plan for a day or two at least.... the record which device he actually touched is unclear and he does not remember,” she said. “just keep him out of trouble and away from his family... will you?”
“Done and done. I’ll see if I can take a sick day tomorrow since we’ll be on stand down so you can figure this out anyway. We’ll just sit and watch football. Bye Sam,” Cam told her. “Oh... Yeah, that reminds me. You’ll get this, Sis. We have full faith in you, alright? Don’t overwork yourself or General O’Neill will come here and lynch my ass.”
“I’ll speak to Landry so you can stay off base, I dare say he will be glad for this solution,” Carter replied, knowing that a teen aged John Sheppard was a bit too much for the General. She smiled at the encouragement. “Thank you, Cam. Just... don’t let General O’Neill know, I don’t dare imagine what happens when he touches the device...” and he had the gene to activate it just as easily as John.
Cam laughed. “Didn’t you deal with that when he was cloned?” he teased her. “Thanks, Sam. I appreciate it. We’re gone.”
“Exactly.” Carter returned to her work, to find out how to reverse the process, provided they found out which device it was in the first place.
John followed Cam up and to the car, behaving well while they were on base. When they were out and driving he smirked a little. “So just sitting and watching football? And here I thought you wanted to …. cage me?”
Cam exhaled and gave him a leer. “Didn’t think you’d want Carter knowing that you want to be tossed in a cage. Of course, she might’ve figured it out, considering how often you end up captured...”
The leer made John’s stomach flutter, he couldn’t do much except torture Cam with squirming around and displaying himself on the seat. “Not fair,” he pouted. “you never even tried to capture me before...”
Cam let out a deep breath. “Before we do... whatever the hell we’re doing... You sure you want this? I mean... Us. Doing possibly kinky shit? You might be forty, but you’re sixteen too...”
John licked his lips, excited that Cam didn’t reject him. “My mind is still forty, Cam... I think that’s old enough for consent and...” John blushed a bit. “I am as much a kinky forty year old guy as a kinky teen.” He leaned over, snaking his hand over Cam’s body. “I want this... especially with you.”
Cam grinned. “Good... that’s awesome,” he said, breathing out in relief. As John’s hand touched him, he grabbed his hand and glanced around, knowing that the cameras were on the fritz. “You’re very naughty, John...” Cam told him, mock sternly, putting John’s hand on his erection. “You know what happens when boys like you are naughty, right?” he asked as he started the car, trusting John to be cool while they went through the checkpoints.
John ducked his head like chastised but licked his lips. “Yes, Sir.” he replied, making use of the moments before they reached the checkpoint to rub and squeeze the erection he felt through the denim of the jeans. He liked that threat... it made him want more. While they passed the checkpoint he kept his hands in his lap being a model of behaviour.
“Good. That’s what I like to hear, Johnny,” Cam told him, forcing himself to calm down as they went through the checkpoints. After getting waved through, Cam took off towards his apartment. He steered John ahead of him, unlocking the door and pushing him inside.
John walked in front of Cam, stumbling slightly at the push, but deftly keeping to his feet. He had used the short walk to tease Cam a bit more, which was easy because all his clothes were a tad too tight, they had been the only clothes useful for him available. He turned around smartmouthing Cam again. “You could have said you were in a hurry,” he said, enjoying to play naughty at Cam.
“I could’ve... Sure. But you should’ve known,” Cam told him. “You should know better than to tease me like that, Johnny... Those damn clothes don’t hide a damn thing. It’s not nice to tease me like that, Johnny...” he said, slipping his hands up John’s shirt and pinching his nipples, feeling the smooth skin and the barely there hair.
John squirmed slightly under the touch, which had the effect that his T-Shirt got all pushed up to his shoulders. The strong, calloused hands send pleasant shivers down his body, as they took possession of him. He tilted his head at Cam’s words. “But I can’t help being naughty...” he replied, slipping his hand under Cam’s belt, slightly teasing his dick. “but you can punish me when I am bad.”
“You better believe it, Johnny,” Cam told him, pulling off his shirt and tossing it away. “But right now I’m just going to take what I want,” he said, kissing him strongly as he pushed into John’s hand.
John moaned into the forceful kiss, opening up the invading tongue. Gods... Cam was a great kisser and John enjoyed every second of it. His hand was still rubbing Cam’s dick, doing his best to tease him, egg him on, make him want...
Cam french kissed him roughly, thrusting slightly into John’s hand as he undid John’s pants, shoving them down. “Get to the bed, naughty boy. I’m going to show you what happens when you tease adults.”
Obeying the order, John couldn’t resist loosing the rest of his clothes on the way to the bed, teasing Cam every step of the way before sprawling out suggestively on the sheets. “Are you going to punish me?” he asked, tilting his head, tracing the tip of his tongue over his lips.
“You better damn believe it, Johnny boy,” Cam told him, taking off his clothing. “Now, should I spank that hot little ass until it goes red? Or just fuck you through the mattress?” he asked, digging through his drawers and pulling out his lube and raising an eyebrow as if to ask condom or no?
John slightly shook his head at the condom question. They both were screened for all kinds of shit every other month, they could be sure to be clean. He pushed himself up, close to Cam and traced his tongue over the leaking head of his dick thoroughly cleaning it. “I think you’d enjoy spanking not all that much, Sir.” he said.
“I... Oh God, Sheppard... I think you might have a point there, Johnny,” Cam said, panting slightly as he lapped at the head of his cock. “Get on your hands and knees, Johnny. So I can fuck you. Show you not to tease and test your betters... those that are wiser than you...”
John gather up a cushion and obeyed, biting back a moan of his own. His own dick was hard against the soft material, as he made himself available for Cam. “Yes, Sir,” he replied. “I shall learn to serve my betters,”
Cam bit back a smile, knowing what a lie that was. But still hot... hot as fuck. “You will, Johnny. You will,” Cam promised him with a purr as he lubed up his fingers, pushing one in and gently stretching him, seeing how hard and how much his cock was leaking. He pushed two fingers in, then a third, just fingering him for a little bit.
John moaned out, pushing against those fingers, squirming a bit to get more.
Cam shoved his fingers in and leaned in close, kissing his ear tips. “You’re a slut, Johnny... I like that,” he whispers then pulls his fingers free and shoves his cock full into John’s ass. Cam moans, feeling John clench him as he slides into him, finally impaling him.
A small whimper escaped John’s throat as Cam pushed into him, filling him totally and utterly. He pushed against him, bringing them fully together, wanting that feeling of being claimed to the fullest.
“All mine, Johnny... all mine,” Cam told him as he started thrusting into him, stroking John’s cock and trying to make this as good as it was for him.
John moaned out loudly, when Cam hit that spot inside him. “Yours...” he moaned, squeezing him tight. “all yours...” The strokes didn’t take long to make him come with a yell, milking Cam’s hard cock buried deep inside him.
Cam moaned loudly as he felt John’s ass clench and he went over the edge, having an explosive orgasm as he filled John’s ass. He shivered and pulled out, his cock now limp, kissing up John’s spine. “You ok?” he asked softly, dropping the act.
John turned around to kiss Cam’s lips. “Great,” he whispered against his lips. “I wanna do it again...”
Cam kissed him back then chuckled. “Not everyone is sixteen, John... I’m old. I need to sleep,” he teased him, laying down and pulling him close, wrapping them up in the blanket.
“Not old...”John replied, snuggling up to Cam. “but just perfect,” he kissed Cam’s hair as he fell asleep.
The End