I said I'd post J2 PWP :D
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loony_moonyI wrote this for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tvm and mickeym as a response to this candid of Jared that tvm posted.
1,195 words, unbeta'd.
So Why Don't You Stay For A Little Longer byloony_moony
(because Jared has big hands covering possibly bigger things)
(Jared and Jensen belongs to themselves. Porny fantasy belongs to me)
***
It's not fair.
Jensen comes back home one night, and the place is dimmed. Jared molds himself to his back, saying I've got a surprise for you and steers him towards the bedroom. There's a chair from the kitchen there, and Jared pushes him down onto it, telling him to stay still. So Jensen obeys him because hey, Jared and surprises in the bedroom, how can it be bad, but then he feels his hands being tied and before he knows it, he's unable to move.
And then Jared sprawls on the bed in front of him, unconscious grace in his moves, and starts palming the shape of his cock through his jeans, looking at Jensen all heated and intense, and Jensen wants to touch. But then he tries to move and he remembers that yeah, he's tied to a chair and it's so, so not fair.
"Been thinking about this for a while, you know", Jared says conversationally, like it's the most natural thing to tie your friend/roommate/fuckbuddy/boyfriend into a chair and try to cause him a stroke by being too sexy for words and then talking. Jensen opens his mouth to start cussing Jared from here till next Sunday, when Jared leans forward and puts a finger to his lips. "Uh uh. You don't get to talk." He traces the shape of Jensen's lips with his finger, hips working slowly onto the mattress, and he knows Jensen notices it as well. "Think you can keep it down all by yourself, or should I gag you too?"
And that's when the unfairness of the situation truly starts to dawn on Jensen, because the mere suggestion of Jared and gagging makes him harden in his pants from okay, very interested to holy motherfucking shit can I come now? state. But he keeps quiet, and Jared seems mollified, leans back on the bed, legs falling into a loose V, fingers unfastening his jeans.
"So as I was saying, I've been thinking about this for a while. Been wanting to see how you'd react. Been wanting to see you tied too, but that's just a perk." And he winks at Jensen, the bastard.
And it's not like his hands are idle either, because as Jared says these words, his jeans are open, and his fingers are toying with the opening of his briefs, tracing the shape of his fucking porno-sized cock with porportionally long, elegant fingers. He touches himself in a way that's almost innocent, like he's just discovering how good it feels to just touch and experiment. Jensen shifts on his chair, unable to tear his eyes away from the spectacle. And then Jared starts really going for it.
He works his jeans down his thighs, underwear too, and when he lies back, on full, obscene display, his shirt climbes up too and bares his gorgeous fucking stomach like it wants to join the show too. Jensen damn near bites through his tongue, and Jared, smirking, starts working one hand up and down his long, hard erection, as the other slips down to cup his balls, stroke his inner thighs.
"You have no idea, do you, how you look right now," he says, "like you're dying to jump off this chair. Like it's the worst and best thing I've ever done to you, and I've only tied your hands and touched myself." Jared's hand starts moving faster on his cock. "But you, you can't stand not being able to do what you want, do you, Jensen? Can't stand that I'm touching myself, and when I come, you won't be able to feel it. And you hate me for it, don't you?" His hand slips behind his balls, just a finger, but Jared arches and Jensen feels almost a phantom of it too, and his own cock is dripping so much precome, his jeans are completely soaked.
"You don't know whether you want to touch me or yourself more right now, do you?" Jared's hand now works slickly over his cock which is flushed and red and Jensen needs to get his mouth on it right now, dammit. And Jared just keeps talking as he strokes himself, as he fucking masturbates in front of Jensen like a paid whore. "If I gave you the option, what would you do? Would you peel off those wet jeans of yours and just pumped your dick? Or would you come and touch my dick, and didn't touch yours at all? Or maybe a third option?" Jared eyes him slyly, red now spread on his face, cheeks feverish. "Come on, you can say it now. Option one, two or three?"
And Jensen thinks to himself what the hell. Since this is all about Jared's choices, why not go with it. He says "three", and his voice sounds like he's been thirsty for hours.
Jared smiles openly. A wide, dirty smile, full of promise. "Right choice." And he gets off the bed, and walks slowly to where Jensen is sitting, huge cock right in front of Jensen's face, and says "open up."
He rubs the head on Jensen's lips, and more precome drips, coats his chin too. And then Jensen finally digests what Jared is offering and the next thing he knows, he is sucking Jared's cock greedily down down down, tongue working overtime and throat opening up. He takes Jared as far as his throat would allow, moans around it, chokes on it a little. Jared lightly cups his head, starts fucking him slowly, long, deep thrusts, relentless and makes Jensen harder than he's ever been in his life, ever been with Jared.
"Take it. Fuck. Love it, don't you. Love my cock so far down your, fuck, your throat, can't think about anything else. I see you." And Jensen moans even louder, starts bobbing his head to counter what Jared's doing, makes it wetter, dirtier. "I know you want it. And I want it. Fuck, want your mouth so much, uh, can't even think either. Just want you, want all of you. Mine, fuck it". And that's it, Jensen spasms and comes hard in his soggy fucking jeans, hasn't touched his cock even once.
Jared fucks his mouth through it, doesn't stop even when Jensen loses his breath through his orgasm and chokes on it, fucks him through the tears and saliva wetting his face, hands slightly sweaty at his hair. He's gone completely silent now, thrusts speeding up when Jensen sags a little, boneless and overwhelmed, gripping his head tighter. It's rough and fast, but it's hotter all the same, and Jensen keeps his mouth firm when he sees Jared's abs tighten, knows he's about to come. One, two, three thrusts and Jared keens an intelligible sound and floods his mouth with come, pulse after pulse. Jensen keeps his mouth around it, even when some slips through the sides, too much to swallow. He loves it, loves all of it.
Jared falls back onto the bed, looking a little awed. Jensen licks around his mouth, and Jared's eyes widen. He smirks then, a small, triumphant smirk.
"So, uh," and he has to clear his throat because damn, "untie me?"
The End
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tvm and mickeym as a response to this candid of Jared that tvm posted.1,195 words, unbeta'd.
So Why Don't You Stay For A Little Longer by
loony_moony(because Jared has big hands covering possibly bigger things)
(Jared and Jensen belongs to themselves. Porny fantasy belongs to me)
***
It's not fair.
Jensen comes back home one night, and the place is dimmed. Jared molds himself to his back, saying I've got a surprise for you and steers him towards the bedroom. There's a chair from the kitchen there, and Jared pushes him down onto it, telling him to stay still. So Jensen obeys him because hey, Jared and surprises in the bedroom, how can it be bad, but then he feels his hands being tied and before he knows it, he's unable to move.
And then Jared sprawls on the bed in front of him, unconscious grace in his moves, and starts palming the shape of his cock through his jeans, looking at Jensen all heated and intense, and Jensen wants to touch. But then he tries to move and he remembers that yeah, he's tied to a chair and it's so, so not fair.
"Been thinking about this for a while, you know", Jared says conversationally, like it's the most natural thing to tie your friend/roommate/fuckbuddy/boyfriend into a chair and try to cause him a stroke by being too sexy for words and then talking. Jensen opens his mouth to start cussing Jared from here till next Sunday, when Jared leans forward and puts a finger to his lips. "Uh uh. You don't get to talk." He traces the shape of Jensen's lips with his finger, hips working slowly onto the mattress, and he knows Jensen notices it as well. "Think you can keep it down all by yourself, or should I gag you too?"
And that's when the unfairness of the situation truly starts to dawn on Jensen, because the mere suggestion of Jared and gagging makes him harden in his pants from okay, very interested to holy motherfucking shit can I come now? state. But he keeps quiet, and Jared seems mollified, leans back on the bed, legs falling into a loose V, fingers unfastening his jeans.
"So as I was saying, I've been thinking about this for a while. Been wanting to see how you'd react. Been wanting to see you tied too, but that's just a perk." And he winks at Jensen, the bastard.
And it's not like his hands are idle either, because as Jared says these words, his jeans are open, and his fingers are toying with the opening of his briefs, tracing the shape of his fucking porno-sized cock with porportionally long, elegant fingers. He touches himself in a way that's almost innocent, like he's just discovering how good it feels to just touch and experiment. Jensen shifts on his chair, unable to tear his eyes away from the spectacle. And then Jared starts really going for it.
He works his jeans down his thighs, underwear too, and when he lies back, on full, obscene display, his shirt climbes up too and bares his gorgeous fucking stomach like it wants to join the show too. Jensen damn near bites through his tongue, and Jared, smirking, starts working one hand up and down his long, hard erection, as the other slips down to cup his balls, stroke his inner thighs.
"You have no idea, do you, how you look right now," he says, "like you're dying to jump off this chair. Like it's the worst and best thing I've ever done to you, and I've only tied your hands and touched myself." Jared's hand starts moving faster on his cock. "But you, you can't stand not being able to do what you want, do you, Jensen? Can't stand that I'm touching myself, and when I come, you won't be able to feel it. And you hate me for it, don't you?" His hand slips behind his balls, just a finger, but Jared arches and Jensen feels almost a phantom of it too, and his own cock is dripping so much precome, his jeans are completely soaked.
"You don't know whether you want to touch me or yourself more right now, do you?" Jared's hand now works slickly over his cock which is flushed and red and Jensen needs to get his mouth on it right now, dammit. And Jared just keeps talking as he strokes himself, as he fucking masturbates in front of Jensen like a paid whore. "If I gave you the option, what would you do? Would you peel off those wet jeans of yours and just pumped your dick? Or would you come and touch my dick, and didn't touch yours at all? Or maybe a third option?" Jared eyes him slyly, red now spread on his face, cheeks feverish. "Come on, you can say it now. Option one, two or three?"
And Jensen thinks to himself what the hell. Since this is all about Jared's choices, why not go with it. He says "three", and his voice sounds like he's been thirsty for hours.
Jared smiles openly. A wide, dirty smile, full of promise. "Right choice." And he gets off the bed, and walks slowly to where Jensen is sitting, huge cock right in front of Jensen's face, and says "open up."
He rubs the head on Jensen's lips, and more precome drips, coats his chin too. And then Jensen finally digests what Jared is offering and the next thing he knows, he is sucking Jared's cock greedily down down down, tongue working overtime and throat opening up. He takes Jared as far as his throat would allow, moans around it, chokes on it a little. Jared lightly cups his head, starts fucking him slowly, long, deep thrusts, relentless and makes Jensen harder than he's ever been in his life, ever been with Jared.
"Take it. Fuck. Love it, don't you. Love my cock so far down your, fuck, your throat, can't think about anything else. I see you." And Jensen moans even louder, starts bobbing his head to counter what Jared's doing, makes it wetter, dirtier. "I know you want it. And I want it. Fuck, want your mouth so much, uh, can't even think either. Just want you, want all of you. Mine, fuck it". And that's it, Jensen spasms and comes hard in his soggy fucking jeans, hasn't touched his cock even once.
Jared fucks his mouth through it, doesn't stop even when Jensen loses his breath through his orgasm and chokes on it, fucks him through the tears and saliva wetting his face, hands slightly sweaty at his hair. He's gone completely silent now, thrusts speeding up when Jensen sags a little, boneless and overwhelmed, gripping his head tighter. It's rough and fast, but it's hotter all the same, and Jensen keeps his mouth firm when he sees Jared's abs tighten, knows he's about to come. One, two, three thrusts and Jared keens an intelligible sound and floods his mouth with come, pulse after pulse. Jensen keeps his mouth around it, even when some slips through the sides, too much to swallow. He loves it, loves all of it.
Jared falls back onto the bed, looking a little awed. Jensen licks around his mouth, and Jared's eyes widen. He smirks then, a small, triumphant smirk.
"So, uh," and he has to clear his throat because damn, "untie me?"
The End
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Date: 2008-11-04 03:43 pm (UTC)And also "So, uh," and he has to clear his throat because damn, "untie me?" Hee! <3
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Date: 2008-11-04 06:04 pm (UTC)Love the icon btw. Total classic.
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Date: 2008-11-04 06:18 pm (UTC)guh
sorry, that's all i've got. you melted my brain.
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Date: 2008-11-12 10:04 am (UTC)This is slkfjlskdf <33!
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Date: 2008-11-13 12:12 am (UTC)