HYM (hot young males)
Jan. 31st, 2010 08:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dol_moonTitle: HYM Hot Young Males
Author Dolavine
pairings Jensen/Jared some Jensen/Danneel
WarningsNC17 for hot sex scenes, AU, Jensen and Jared are their own people I don't own them and do not claim too, using names and my imagination only. NO harem intended.
Word count15,107
Summery Jensen is the head of JA Media publications and Distributions Company, he just signed his biggest account to date, HYM (hot young males)a gay publication similar to Playboy. Jared is the Manager of an LA based HYM gentleman's club where the CEO of HYM takes Jensen to Celebrate their new business agreement, Jensen meets Jared and sleeps with him. After their one night Jensen then ponders his engagement to fiance Danneel Harris.
Jensen sits as his desk the contracts all ready to be signed just waiting for the team from HYM (Hot Young Males) Magazine to show up for the meeting. He straightens the stack of papers for what feels like the 100th time. His palms are sweating and that’s not normal for him because he’s always the cool calm one, reserved and business minded. He wipes his hands with a clean tissue and takes a deep breath pacing back and forth giving himself a pep talk.
“Come on Jensen pull it together for Christsake it’s your company. JA Distributions is your baby you have be in control. They’ll sign, you know they’ll sign.” He wipes his forehead with the tissue and pitches it in the trash can next to his desk. “Two points and the crowd goes wild.” He makes a roaring crowd sound as the intercom buzzes. He composes himself. “Yes Jean?” He says sounding very authoritative. A woman’s voice sounds back at him. “Mr. Daniels and his Lawyers are here for your 4:30 Mr. Ackles.”
Jensen straightens his suit and clears his throat. “Escort them in please.” He says his voice lower than normal. He swallows hard standing tall and erect behind his desk waiting for the door to open.
Two months ago HYM (Hot Young Males) Magazine was looking to expand their publication capabilities so they went shopping for a new publisher and JA Publications and Distribution Company didn’t seem like a big enough company for what they were looking for.
HYM is the leading Gay men’s magazine with artful photos of naked men and up to date Gay politics and news. They own a successful spattering of HYM dance clubs comparable to Hugh Heffner’s Playboy clubs in the more metropolitan cities around the US.
Jensen took the account from his Sales and PR people when HYM walked out the door, he called Bob Daniels the Magazines CEO and set up an official appointment with him to let him know just how capable JA was to handle such a huge publication.
Mr. Daniels and Jensen met last month and after hearing how much more successful and well distributed JA could make the magazine with mock ups of printing and tech changes in designs to make the photos pop he agreed to use them for one year.
JA’s biggest client to date HYM is going to take JA worldwide.
Jean opened the door and let them in. Bob walked up and shook Jensen’s hand. “Nice to see you again Jensen,” he said sitting down in one of the large brown leather chairs in front of Jensen’s desk.
Jensen sat down pushing the contract to the edge of the desk towards the lawyers. “I’m sure you’ll find everything is in order, my lawyers are very thorough.” He pushes a box of cigars in the direction of Bob and opens the lid. “Cigar?” Bob reaches in and takes one smelling it then tucking it in his pocket. “My husband doesn’t let me indulge my bad habits. I sneak one in now and again.” He winks at Jensen patting his pocket.
Jensen laughs. “Yeah my fiancé Danneel doesn’t like me smoking either but when I’m out with the guys and they’re having a cigar, I indulge, she can’t tell if it’s second hand or me.”
The lawyers browse the documents and then lay them back on Jensen’s desk. “Seems that everything’s in order Mr. Daniels.” They hand Bob a pen and show him where to sign. Bob signs all of the dotted lines before pushing the stack back to Jensen. “Okay the deal is done now it’s time to celebrate our joint endeavor.”
Jensen picks up the phone and calls out to Jean. “Jean, have legal pick up the contract and send the copies out to HYM’s legal by tomorrow.”
“Yes Mr. Ackles, right away.”
Jensen walks over to his bar and pours two glasses of bourbon, “Neat or on the rocks Bob?” He asks. Bob smiles. “Bourbon, neat of course.” Jensen hands him the glass of warm liquor.
Jensen sits on the leather sofa along the wall of his office and invites Bob to join him. “As I see it Bob this is going to be a win, win for both of us.” He sips at his drink.
Bob raises his glass at Jensen. “To a year of profits and prosperity.” They sip their drinks.
Bob looks at Jensen. “So have you ever been to any HYM club Jensen?”
Jensen gives him a surprised look. “Not really, I’m not gay.” He sips his drink nervously.
Bob laughs. “Well we get all kinds, gay, straight, bi, curious about them. Hell Hugh Heffner even visits our VIP room now and again, but Shhhhh don’t tell anyone.” He laughs. “Look you get your fiancé, I’ll get Robby and some of the team from HYM and we’ll go down to the LA store tonight, have some drinks, I know Jared will empty the VIP room for me and you check out what HYM is all about first hand.”
Jensen swallowed the rest of his drink nervously. “What the hell, Danneel will get a big kick out of it.”
Bob smiled. “That’s the spirit.” He said dialing his cell phone.
“Hey Jared, it’s Bob.”
“Yeah, got the VIP room clear for tonight?”
“Maybe 5 for about Nine O’clock.”
“Hell yeah, food is always a good, stock the buffet up there.”
“Tell the valets I’m coming too, I want Mark to park my car. Those other brats like looking through my stuff.” He gives a hearty laugh.
“Yeah right, suck my cock Jared, you know you want too.” He laughs even harder.
Jensen has no idea what is being said on the other end of the phone but all he can imagine is some burly guy who would have the audacity to talk back to his boss, like a wise guy or something. He lifts his eyebrow at the conversation.
Bob hangs up his cell. “Nine okay with you and the little lady?”
Jensen smiles. “Sounds fine.
“Good meet us there I’ll give Jared your names at the door for the VIP room and your set. See you tonight.” He sets his glass down on the small square table at his side, shakes Jensen’s hand, “I know this is going to be great.” He says and leaves.
On the drive home Jensen has his mind on tonight, he has wondered about the HYM clubs, he almost went one night with Danneel but chickened out. He had butterflies in his stomach but he couldn’t figure out why.
He walks into the kitchen where Danneel is cooking something and it smells good. He walks up behind her and puts his arms around her waist and kisses her neck. “Hey sweetie.” He whispers in her ear.
Danneel giggles. “Hey.” She turns and kisses his lips with a little welcome home peck. “Dinner will be done soon.” She says stirring the food in the skillet.
Jensen sat down. “About that.”
She turns around. “What?”
“Well we got the HYM account and Bob Daniels wants us to meet him and some of the HYM team tonight for drinks and dinner at one of his HYM clubs.”
Danneel smiles. “Sounds like fun honey but you’re going to have to go without me.”
Jensen furrows his brow. “Why?”
“Tonight is Friday it’s my pilates class, how would it look if the teacher didn’t show up.”
“Can’t you get Sandy or Gen to fill in for you?”
“It’s too late to call anyone, I have to be there at 8:00 and it’s already 6:30.”
Jensen frowned. “It won’t be the same without you.”
Jensen has no idea what to wear to a gay club. He holds up several brightly colored dress shirts and even tries on the light purple one with the white pinstripes. He likes the way it fits him sort of snug but not too tight. He pulls on grey trousers and lets the hem of the shirt hang out then decides the grey sweater vest would finish off his casual look. He slips the sweater vest over his head leaving the hem of his shirt out and models in the mirror. He opens the top 3 buttons pulling the collar flat on his chest just a little flesh showing through the shirt collar and v neck of the sweater. He smiles pleased with his sexiness. He runs some of Danneels hair gel through his short bangs pulling them upward and making a tiny Mohawk out of them. He puts on his big silver watch and his black dress shoes. His outfit finally complete.
He grabs his keys and climbs into the car. He has about a 25minute drive to downtown LA if traffic decides not to be a bitch.
He was still very nervous and the long drive doesn’t make it any easier. He thinks about how when he was in High school he and his best friend Chris had fooled around, hand jobs and mutual masturbation on camp out trips. He thinks about how he and Steve his college roommate were secret lovers who hooked up when drunk or stoned for 2yrs. When Steve graduated he started dating Danneel whom he had been friends with for those 2yrs but she never knew about his and Steve’s relationship. He figured after Steve and then being with Danneel he wasn’t gay just exploring his sexuality because he enjoys being with Danneel and likes having sex with her. So why was he so nervous about going to a gay club, he isn’t gay, he’s straight and no amount of gay men in one room was going to change his mind, he wasn’t a boy anymore he was a man who had made his decision to love and marry Danneel Harris.
Jensen pulls up in front of the club; a young man in a red vest over a black shirt knocks on his window as Jensen sits there staring at the entrance.
“Park your car sir?”, he says pointing at the cars backing up behind Jensen.
Jensen opens the door and gets out, his legs feel stiff and he hands the keys to the young man who hands him a ticket which Jensen slips into his pants pocket. He smiles and steps onto the curb between the golden poles holding up the string of red velvet ropes making a walk way into the club.
He opens the door to find a man in a black suit and red tie holding a clipboard. “Hello Sir are you on the guest list tonight?”, he asks.
Jensen stares at him thinking he looks like he could have worked for the mafia and if they were in New York City he might think he did. “Um I think so if you’re talking about the VIP guest list with Bob Daniels?”
The man flips through several pages and looks at Jensen. “Name?”
“Jensen Ackles.”
“Welcome Mr. Ackles. Mr. Padalecki will show you to the VIP room.” He pushes a button on his lapel and says. “Tell Jared another VIP is coming in.” He then opens the door and smiles. “Have a nice evening Mr. Ackles.”
Jensen steps into the poorly lit room booming with music and voices. He steps to the edge of the black carpet and leans on a wooden wall above a large round room filled with tables and in the center a giant round bar with 2 male bartenders scantily dressed. Beyond the round was a huge lit up dance floor with a big screen behind it and a dj who was spinning some hip hop as images flashed on the screen behind him. The dance floor was empty but then again it was too early for the club scene in LA.
A man walks up behind Jensen and touches him on the shoulder. Jensen turns around to see a very tall, nicely built, and slender, man standing behind him. The man sticks out his hand. “Mr. Ackles?” ,he asks.
Jensen reaches for his hand still in awe of his size. “Just Jensen” ,he says taking his hand. “I’m Jared, Mr. Daniels asked me to show you up to the VIP room.”
Jensen’s jaw hit the floor. Jared? He couldn’t believe this was Jared, the other end of Bob’s conversation while at his office. He could so totally see why Bob would want Jared to suck his cock.
Jared put his hand on Jensen’s shoulder. “This way Jensen.” He leads him through the crowded floor to a set of doors. Jared opens the doors revealing a set of stairs and walks up them.
Jensen follows close behind watching the tall man’s strides. His heart skips a beat at the sight of his tight ass through his loose fitting Jeans. He tries to look away but what is the use he has already seen it.
Jared steps into the large room. Jensen follows quickly and looks around. It has black carpet and white sofas around the exterior of the room, oneway mirrors along one wall look out over the dance floor, a full bar with bartender, 2 waiters carrying drinks dressed in white faux collars with black bow ties, white faux 3 button tux cuffs and black spandex pants. He can’t help but stare. Jared leads him into the room between the golden poles on either side of the room with white overstuffed chairs beside them. “No doubt for private lap dances.” Jensen thinks.
Jared stops in front of Bob. “Jensen.” He says sitting down next to Bob.
Jensen shook Bob’s hand. “Glad you made it.” Bob points to a very young and handsome man sitting on the sofa next to him. “This is Robby my husband.” Robby extends his hand. “Nice to meet you Jensen, Bob only says nice things about you.” They shake hands. Bob stands up and points across the room. “Lets get you acquainted with the production team.” He and Jensen walk across the room to several people standing at the bar. Bob introduces Jensen and they chat a bit.
Jensen orders a bourbon neat and walks over to the windows overlooking the dance floor.
Jared watches Jensen from the sofa across the room. He notices Jensen’s curious looks as his green eyes scan the room. He watches his mouth a half smile, the corners turned up and his lips flushed pink as he thinks how soft they must be to kiss. Jared gets up and walks over to Jensen.
“Do you like to dance?”, he says over Jensen’s shoulder.
Jensen smiles. “Me? No, no I don’t really dance.”
Jared steps out from behind him. “I love to dance there isn’t much to it, just sway to the rhythm you don’t have to be spastic or grind just moving to the sounds letting yourself go, feeling the beat, letting it engulf you.” Jared sways a little bit to the music being piped into the room.
Jensen blushes, his eyes watching Jared move. That sensual neck slightly tilted and extended as his head sways to the music, his eyes closed a serene look on his face that mouth those lips, his eyes perfect almond shapes. He loves how tall he is, that he has to look up to him. His breath catches in his throat and he quickly swallows down the rest of his drink.
Jared opens his eyes. “You need another drink.” He says leading him over to the bar.
Jensen and Jared sit in the corner talking and laughing, no one else in the room exists, Jared’s body smashed against Jensen’s who is growing more inebriated by the minute since Jared brought over a bottle of Tequila and 2 shot glasses.
Jensen looks intently at Jared’s throat as Jared throws his head back with a hearty throaty laugh. He can feel his blood raging hot through his body and his mouth goes absolutely dry with need. He can feel himself wanting to lean over and suck at that long sensual neck the whole way up to his soft boyish mouth stretched into a wide toothy smile. Jensen snaps back to reality when Jared looks into his eyes. “Penny for your thoughts?” He says smiling. Jensen can feel his face flushing as he blushes at the thought of telling Jared what he was just thinking.
Jared puts his hand on Jensen’s shoulder and smiles, his thumb plays with the soft fabric of Jensen’s sweater his mind wonders to thoughts of removing it to get to the hot flesh underneath. He can smell Jensen’s cologne and he drinks it in, a mixture of deep earthy tones with musk and his senses go into overload. He wants to kiss Jensen’s soft sweet lips, claim them, and make them his. He knows he could lose himself in Jensen and for the first time in almost 5 months since his bitter break up with his boyfriend he isn’t worried about it. Jensen is the first man to really turn Jared on in months, make him want to lose himself in passion again.
One of the waiters approaches Jared with a phone. “Its security sir, they need you at the bar on the floor.” He hands Jared the phone and walks away.
Jared takes the phone. “Yeah tell me the situation.”
“Yeah, I’ll be right there, no don’t let him go, tell them not to throw him out, I’ll settle this in my office.”
Jared’s entire demeanor changed. “You’ll have to excuse me Jensen I have some business to attend to in my office.” He touches Jensen’s shoulder and walks away.
Jensen leans back on the sofa the empty shot glass in his hand and his other hand over his forehead. “What the hell am I doing?” He whispers to himself. “I can’t do this, I can’t, I don’t think these thoughts anymore. Who am I?” He feels sick and runs into the private toilet and locks the door. He’s not sure if he is going to puke due to too much alcohol or his fear of what’s happening between him and Jared. He looks in the mirror his face flushed, his lips red and swollen as if begging to be kissed. He splashes his face with water; the cold refreshing water brings him back to reality. He mutters to himself in the mirror. “What are you doing? You love Danneel. Don’t you? Yes you do. But, Jared, oh Jared.” His serious mouth turns into a smile. “I haven’t felt like this since.” His mind wonders back to his best friend as a youth.
Steve and Jensen were camping out in a tent along the river bank on a hot July summer night while on a fishing trip. They were 15 and it was their first camping trip alone. Jensen lay on top of his sleeping bag next to Steve who was nestled inside his. Jensen’s shirt off his thin teenage frame stretched out long and lean on his belly, his tight bottom pushed up in faded blue jeans and his bare feet crossed at the ankle. Jensen always bit his lower lip when he was alone with Steve in a private situation, his eyes always went slightly doe eyed and he always wanted to touch himself.
Steve reached over and touched Jensen’s bare back resting his hand on the small of his back. Jensen laughed and rolled on his side to face Steve., Steve unzipped his sleeping bag to reveal he had slipped out of his jeans and had an erection.
Jensen looked into Steve’s hungry eyes and then reached down and touched it licking his lips and then biting his lower lip. Steve inhaled hard and bucked into Jensen’s touch. Jensen smiled as Steve reached over and rubbed his crotch through his rough denim jeans. Jensen treated Steve’s cock like he would treat his own stroking it up and down slow at first and then faster as his need got stronger.
Steve managed to unzip Jensen’s jeans and slipped his hand into the small pocket squeezing and thumb stroking Jensen’s member. Jensen couldn’t believe how good another hand felt touching him, he couldn’t control himself and came hard into Steve’s hand as Steve came into Jensen’s fist. This was his first time with someone else and he liked it, it went on for the next three years until they graduated high school.
“Steve in high school.” He wipes his face with a paper towel. “I can’t do this. I have to get out of here.” He says blotting his mouth. He opens the door and walks back out into the room.
He walks over to Bob and his team. “I’m sorry but I have to make an early evening of this. I’m just so tired.” He says taking Bob’s hand. “Thank you for the drinks. You have a very nice club here.”
Bob smiles. “Well thanks for everything Jensen; I’ll be in touch after the first issue mock up next month.” He shakes Jensen’s hand.
“Okay sounds good then Bob.” He tries to hurry so that he can be out of here before Jared returns.
He makes it down the stairs when Jared appears. “Hey, where are you going Jensen?” He asks sounding disappointed.
Jensen smiles. “Um, I think it’s time I got home.” He says stammering nervously.
Jared frowns. “Well can I buy you another drink before you go; I mean we were just getting to know each other before I had to take care of something.”
Jensen looks into Jared’s blue green eyes and swoons. “Sure, but just one drink.”
Jared steps behind the bar and pours two neat bourbons, takes the bottle under his arm and leads Jensen to a table in the back away from the loud pounding speakers of the dance floor.
Jared captivates Jensen for about another hour when Jensen suddenly lifts his drink and shouts. “I love this song!” Kesha’s Tik Tok pounds its sex anthem across the dance floor.
Jensen gets up waving his drink around moving his hips sexually to the rhythm.
Jared starts to laugh but is enjoying the show. His eyes watching Jensen’s hips move in slow snakelike movements as his abs slither under the tight sweater creating a sensual image. Jared bites his lower lip, his breath hard and hot; he gets up and stands close to Jensen emulating his movements as he stares into Jensen’s green eyes. Jared’s face hot with desire, he wants to pull Jensen close and ravage his body, hold him close and never let him go.
Jensen loves how he has to look up into Jared’s face as they dance far away from the crowd in their dark little corner of the club. His heart is skipping like a school boy with an unrequited secret crush. He runs his hand down his chest to his crotch and moves his hips into his palm as he bites his lower lip staring with hunger into Jared’s eyes. He throws his head back letting the rhythm take over his whole body just like Jared had told him to do. He feels like he could throw everything away for Jared; let Jared take him over completely, body and soul.
Jensen closes his eyes as Jared puts his right hand on Jensen’s chest. He trails it down to the hem of Jensen’s shirt and tugs at it playfully. Jensen smiles his lips parting slightly and pushing out, giving Jared a seductive kiss me grin as he tilts his head down and looks up into Jared’s eyes from underneath those amazingly long eyelashes.
Jared goes weak. His hand fumbles to pull Jensen close tugging at the hem of his shirt.
The music changes and bleeds into Katie Perry’s I Kissed a Girl.
Jensen snaps back to reality his hips stop moving and he pulls away from Jared then flops back down into the booth. He feels embarrassed yet flushed with excitement. He clears his throat. “I hate this song.” He says throwing the rest of his drink back and pouring himself another.
Jared sits down next to him even closer this time, putting his whole length completely up against Jensen. Jensen doesn’t move just pours Jared another drink.
Jared smiles. “I thought you didn’t dance?”
“I don’t, that was the movements of a drunken impetuous man.” Jensen laughs.
“Oh, well, in that case, I liked your drunken impetuous moves.” Jared gives Jensen a half grin and a sideways glance, the backs of their hands touch when Jared reaches for his drink.
Jensen swears there were sparks when they touched, he could feel the electricity race up his arm and straight to his heart.
Jared sips his drink slowly putting his arm over the back of the booth letting his fingertips graze Jensen’s neck as he slides past it then rests his hand on his shoulder.
Jensen’s cell vibrates in his pocket, he pulls it out and glances at the text, it was Danneel. “Having fun babe?” is all it said. He clears the screen, shuts the phone off and stuffs it back into his pocket. He looks nervously at Jared so relaxed and scanning the crowd and his warm skin seemed so hot it was like it was burning a hole through his clothes. Jensen sighs hard, his mind worried about not texting Danneel back, he wonders where he is going with this and was it right to lead Jared on like this when he would be going home to Danneel. He looks at the caramel colored liquor swirling in the bottom of his glass before putting it to his lips and swallowing all of it down. He slams his glass down on the table and Jared looks at him.
“Problem Jensen?”, he asks his head cocking to the side.
Jensen smiles. “Nope, no problems at all.”
“I saw you checking your phone I just thought maybe something was wrong?” Jared looks a bit concerned.
Jensen puts his hand on his pocket as if protecting his secret. “No, just a friend asking if I was having a good time or not, I shut it off, none of her business.” He says his cheeks feeling like they were on fire.
The night rolls on and Jensen watches as Bob and his entourage make their way out of the club and Jared goes over to say good-night.
Jensen sits alone in the booth, his head swimming with all the alcohol but all he can think of is what Jared might look like naked and sprawled out on crisp white sheets, the sun on his face, his light brown hair glistening with golden highlights and a satisfied smile on his face. Those eyes, those damned smiling eyes of his that showed his every emotion. Jensen’s heart flutters and he swallows hard.
The club was empty and Jared was talking to the bartender about the till and doing some of the things that needed done before they could close up. Jared walks back to the booth.
“I have to close up Jensen, it’s really boring stuff, if you want to call it a night I’ll get you a cab.”
Jensen snorts. “A cab, I have a car.” His head swaying slightly.
Jared laughs and shakes his head; he sticks his hands in Jensen’s front pockets riffling through them looking for his keys. “Give me the keys, you’re too drunk to drive.”
Jensen goes beet red, his heart races and his cock stands at attention with the feeling of Jared moving his hands around in his pockets.
Jared pulls his hands out the keys in one hand and a pack of breath mints in the other. Jensen grabs the mints and shoves them back in his pocket. “Mine.” He says playfully.
“Look if you want to stick around for a little bit I can get this stuff done and give you a ride home.”
Jensen smiles. “Your home or mine?”,he quirks his lips pouting, those long lashes fluttering as he looks up at Jared from the booth through them.
Jared smiles back. “That’s up to you, yours or mine?” Jared retorts.
Jensen leans forward and whispers into Jared’s ear as if he was telling him the biggest secret he had. “Yours.”
Jared finishes his business leaving Jensen sitting at the bar chatting with Eddie the bartender. He steps out of the office and walks across to the bar putting his hand on Jensen’s back. Jensen turns and smiles. “Eddie was just telling me some funny stories that have happened to him since he started working here.”
Jared pulls at Jensen’s shoulder. “Yeah this job can be a real experience. Are you ready to go?” he asks leaning his head against Jensen’s in a playful manner.
Jensen leans back his body heavy and relaxed in Jared’s arms. “Yes I am.”
Jared loads Jensen into the car and climbs into the drivers’ seat, he looks over at Jensen and wonders if he is taking advantage of his drunken state. Jared decides to ask him one more time where he lives, if he tells him he’ll just take him home if he doesn’t he’ll take him back to his place. “Okay, now where to?”
Jensen looks over at him with a confused look on his face. “I don’t know, you live there not me. Now drive.” He says thrusting his index finger forward.
Jared starts the car and drives out of the parking lot.
Jensen leans against the door jam as Jared unlocks the door to his apartment. Jared swings the door open and leads Jensen inside.
Jensen grabs Jared by the arm and pulls him in close their eyes meet igniting a heat in both of their bellies. Jensen puts his hand on Jared’s mouth pulling his lower lip down with the pad of his thumb his eyes watching as the pink flesh smears to the right, Jared’s hot breath blowing over the back of his thumb causing a tingle up Jensen’s spine. He blinks as if he is going to lose consciousness then leans in and pushes his mouth hard against Jared’s his lips pulling at Jared’s as his hands run up and down Jared’s chest feeling the heat between them growing very intense.
Jared wraps his arms around Jensen’s muscular frame pulling him in tight pushing tight to his hips grinding against him.
Jensen breaks free from the intoxicating kiss, “Bedroom.” He says panting.
Jared pulls him in the direction of the bedroom not wanting to break their embrace he hangs on to Jensen’s waist.
Jensen starts to pull his sweater off over his head and Jared stops him. “No, let me do it, please.” He has his lower lip between his teeth his eyes glassy and fixed on Jensen’s eyes.
Jensen smiles and pulls his shirt sweater back on. “Yes.”
Jared slips his long sensual fingers under the hem of Jensen’s sweater running them along the ridged hem feeling every fiber before sliding it up the front of his chest. Jensen relaxes with the feeling of Jared’s hands slipping gracefully over his body.
Jared pushes Jensen’s hands over his head stretching out his arms and then slips the soft fabric over his head and up his arms dropping the garment to the floor. He lays soft kisses on Jensen’s exposed neck as he lowers his arms before slowly and meticulously unbuttoning each tiny button on his shirt letting his fingertips graze the skin underneath as he slips down to the last button.
Jensen closes his eyes feeling every little touch, every little slip of Jared’s fingers against his tingling flesh. He pushes his chest into them and exhales hard.
Jared runs his fingers down under Jensen’s waist band running his finger along the smooth fabric to the button and undoes it. He leans down and kisses Jensen’s navel slicking his tongue over the thin line of hair above the waistband.
Jensen shudders with pleasure. His head feels like it will explode and all he can think about is having Jared’s mouth all over him, that hot wet mouth devouring him.
Jared unzips Jensen’s trousers and lets them fall off his hips revealing his tight boxer briefs clinging to the hard erection poised just beneath their soft cotton shielding and he runs his tongue up the long shaft pushing against the fabric.
Jensen sinks down to the edge of the bed his knees giving out with the pleasurable pressure of Jared’s hot flesh stroking him through his underwear.
Jared slips Jensen’s trousers off his feet pulling his shoes off at the same time and then slowly removing his socks sensually running his fingers under the band and over his legs as he pulls each sock off slowly. He crawls up Jensen’s body pushing him back on the bed before pulling his underwear free from his hips and throwing them on the floor with the other clothes.
Jensen lay naked and completely vulnerable on the cool blue comforter staring at Jared’s face feeling every inch of his body covering him like a big human blanket, his heart racing so fast he can hardly catch his breath.
Jared grasps Jensen’s hips and slides him up to the top of the bed with one strong movement. He leans in and sensually kisses his soft mouth taking time to taste the slight hint of bourbon still on his tongue as he dips slightly past Jensen’s lips to his tongue slipping over the slick smooth surface with a flicker of movement leaving Jensen begging for more as he pulls off him.
Jared stands up and strips down his long naked body muscular and lean in the soft light coming from the other room; he pushes his hair off his face before crawling up Jensen’s body scraping his torso over Jensen’s on his way back to his mouth. He leans his hips into Jensen’s rubbing their erections together making hot friction as he breathlessly kisses Jensen’s mouth.
Jensen bucks into Jared’s hips moving in small circular movements their flesh rubbing as their hard members tingled and throbbed with each rotation. Jensen runs his fingers lightly over Jared’s back making goose bumps cover the sensitive flesh. He slips his hand down to Jared’s butt and cups his ass cheeks pushing him hard into his groin.
Jared pulls off and looks into Jensen’s eyes. “You’re so beautiful.” He says breathlessly.
Jensen smiles and puts a hand on Jared’s face running it down over his chin to his neck. “You’re magnificent.”
Jared blushes as a shy smile comes across his face and his eyes close. “Yeah.” he giggles shyly.
Jensen pulls him in and kisses his forehead. “Yeah, you are.” He whispers.
Jared pulls away from Jensen and slides down his body to his needy cock jerking under his touch. He slips his tongue over the head tasting the salty pink flesh before slipping it inside of his mouth.
Jensen gasps, his hips pushing up, his hands grabbing at the comforter and he lets out a deep moan. His mind going insane at the thought and feel of Jared’s perfect hot mouth slipping up and down over his hard cock, that thick tongue flatly running up and down slicking up the flesh as he pushes into the back of his flexing throat.
Jared devours Jensen’s cock, his mouth sucking gently at the hard flesh as he dives down and pulls up with each of Jensen’s mindless thrusts.
Jensen whimpers and licks his lips as a breathless plea passes his needy lips. “I, need, you, in, my, mouth, please.” He says grabbing at Jared’s head.
Jared smiles around the hard member and pulls off. “Are you sure?” He says his wet swollen lips glistening in the low light.
Jensen pants. “Yes, please,” his breath coming hard and ragged.
Jared changes his position so that he straddles Jensen’s face and hangs his long thick member over his face.
Jensen licks his lips and takes Jared’s cock in hand, its stiff thickness almost more than he can fit in his mouth. He opens wider and slides it as far as he can into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the head tasting the tiny pearl of precome .
Jared moans at the feel of Jensen’s hot tongue and knowing that his soft pink lips are wrapped around his member bucks uncontrollably into his mouth.
Jensen loosens his jaw and lets Jared slip in and out effortlessly as he laps at his moving member.
Jared dives down hard on Jensen’s cock sucking it hard and squeezing his balls until Jensen comes hard into his mouth. Jared swallows around the softening member as he begins to come in Jensen’s mouth.
Jensen feels Jared’s cock jerk with need before he feels the first hot spurts of cum hit the back of his throat, he gags a little not used to the musky smell and hot salty taste but forces himself to swallow it down around Jared’s jerking member.
Jared rolls off of Jensen turning himself to face him and kisses his red bruised lips sharing the salty strong gift of Jensen’s come with him.
Jensen laps at Jared’s hot tongue as Jared pushes it past Jensen’s lips and into his hot mouth.
Jensen runs his hands through Jared’s hair and pulls off his mouth.
“You are amazing.” He says his eyes lazy and satisfied.
Jared just smiles and kisses Jensen’s forehead and then wraps his arms around him holding him tight before pulling the rumpled up comforter over their spent bodies.
Jared couldn’t sleep, Jensen’s warm body pressed against his, his brain buzzing with everything. He thinks about how it’s been eight months since he has been with anyone, how he doesn’t do one night stands, why does Jensen make him feel so good, and what’s going to happen when Jensen wakes up.
He gets out of bed and staggers to the kitchen, pours himself a glass of milk and sits at the kitchen table thinking.
The sun feels warm on his face, his head pounds, his body the most relaxed it has ever been. Jensen opens his eyes the bright sun shining in the window hurts his eyes and he pulls the covers over his head. He runs his hand over his head squeezing at the temples and groaning. Reality sets in, he remembers where he is. He’s at Jared’s apartment.
He reaches around behind himself on the bed the sheets cold and empty. He turns and looks. Jared is gone from the bed. “How long has he been gone?”, he thinks.
Jensen throws himself over the edge of the bed and slides his trousers on. He stumbles down the small hallway looking in each room for Jared. He makes it to the kitchen the bright sun shining in the windows making his eyes squint in pain. He sees a note lying on the kitchen table next to a large cup and spoon. He sits down and reads the note.
Jensen,
I’m sorry I can’t be here with you this morning.
I had your car brought over this morning; it’s in the drive way and your keys are on the stand next to the front door.
I really enjoyed our night together. Again I’m sorry I can’t be there with you this morning.
The coffee is fresh and there are bagels in the fridge, help yourself.
Please make sure the door is locked when you leave.
Jared
Jensen furrows his brow and takes a deep breath as his heart sinks deep into the pit of his stomach. He shoves the coffee cup to the center of the table along with the note. He stands up to go back to the bedroom and put his clothes on when he feels his cell phone sagging in his pocket.
“Oh Shit!” he exclaims pulling it out, turning it on and finding 6 missed calls and 13 unread texts. “Danneel.” He says rushing back to the bedroom and throwing on his clothes before running out the door.
Part2
Author Dolavine
pairings Jensen/Jared some Jensen/Danneel
WarningsNC17 for hot sex scenes, AU, Jensen and Jared are their own people I don't own them and do not claim too, using names and my imagination only. NO harem intended.
Word count15,107
Summery Jensen is the head of JA Media publications and Distributions Company, he just signed his biggest account to date, HYM (hot young males)a gay publication similar to Playboy. Jared is the Manager of an LA based HYM gentleman's club where the CEO of HYM takes Jensen to Celebrate their new business agreement, Jensen meets Jared and sleeps with him. After their one night Jensen then ponders his engagement to fiance Danneel Harris.
Jensen sits as his desk the contracts all ready to be signed just waiting for the team from HYM (Hot Young Males) Magazine to show up for the meeting. He straightens the stack of papers for what feels like the 100th time. His palms are sweating and that’s not normal for him because he’s always the cool calm one, reserved and business minded. He wipes his hands with a clean tissue and takes a deep breath pacing back and forth giving himself a pep talk.
“Come on Jensen pull it together for Christsake it’s your company. JA Distributions is your baby you have be in control. They’ll sign, you know they’ll sign.” He wipes his forehead with the tissue and pitches it in the trash can next to his desk. “Two points and the crowd goes wild.” He makes a roaring crowd sound as the intercom buzzes. He composes himself. “Yes Jean?” He says sounding very authoritative. A woman’s voice sounds back at him. “Mr. Daniels and his Lawyers are here for your 4:30 Mr. Ackles.”
Jensen straightens his suit and clears his throat. “Escort them in please.” He says his voice lower than normal. He swallows hard standing tall and erect behind his desk waiting for the door to open.
Two months ago HYM (Hot Young Males) Magazine was looking to expand their publication capabilities so they went shopping for a new publisher and JA Publications and Distribution Company didn’t seem like a big enough company for what they were looking for.
HYM is the leading Gay men’s magazine with artful photos of naked men and up to date Gay politics and news. They own a successful spattering of HYM dance clubs comparable to Hugh Heffner’s Playboy clubs in the more metropolitan cities around the US.
Jensen took the account from his Sales and PR people when HYM walked out the door, he called Bob Daniels the Magazines CEO and set up an official appointment with him to let him know just how capable JA was to handle such a huge publication.
Mr. Daniels and Jensen met last month and after hearing how much more successful and well distributed JA could make the magazine with mock ups of printing and tech changes in designs to make the photos pop he agreed to use them for one year.
JA’s biggest client to date HYM is going to take JA worldwide.
Jean opened the door and let them in. Bob walked up and shook Jensen’s hand. “Nice to see you again Jensen,” he said sitting down in one of the large brown leather chairs in front of Jensen’s desk.
Jensen sat down pushing the contract to the edge of the desk towards the lawyers. “I’m sure you’ll find everything is in order, my lawyers are very thorough.” He pushes a box of cigars in the direction of Bob and opens the lid. “Cigar?” Bob reaches in and takes one smelling it then tucking it in his pocket. “My husband doesn’t let me indulge my bad habits. I sneak one in now and again.” He winks at Jensen patting his pocket.
Jensen laughs. “Yeah my fiancé Danneel doesn’t like me smoking either but when I’m out with the guys and they’re having a cigar, I indulge, she can’t tell if it’s second hand or me.”
The lawyers browse the documents and then lay them back on Jensen’s desk. “Seems that everything’s in order Mr. Daniels.” They hand Bob a pen and show him where to sign. Bob signs all of the dotted lines before pushing the stack back to Jensen. “Okay the deal is done now it’s time to celebrate our joint endeavor.”
Jensen picks up the phone and calls out to Jean. “Jean, have legal pick up the contract and send the copies out to HYM’s legal by tomorrow.”
“Yes Mr. Ackles, right away.”
Jensen walks over to his bar and pours two glasses of bourbon, “Neat or on the rocks Bob?” He asks. Bob smiles. “Bourbon, neat of course.” Jensen hands him the glass of warm liquor.
Jensen sits on the leather sofa along the wall of his office and invites Bob to join him. “As I see it Bob this is going to be a win, win for both of us.” He sips at his drink.
Bob raises his glass at Jensen. “To a year of profits and prosperity.” They sip their drinks.
Bob looks at Jensen. “So have you ever been to any HYM club Jensen?”
Jensen gives him a surprised look. “Not really, I’m not gay.” He sips his drink nervously.
Bob laughs. “Well we get all kinds, gay, straight, bi, curious about them. Hell Hugh Heffner even visits our VIP room now and again, but Shhhhh don’t tell anyone.” He laughs. “Look you get your fiancé, I’ll get Robby and some of the team from HYM and we’ll go down to the LA store tonight, have some drinks, I know Jared will empty the VIP room for me and you check out what HYM is all about first hand.”
Jensen swallowed the rest of his drink nervously. “What the hell, Danneel will get a big kick out of it.”
Bob smiled. “That’s the spirit.” He said dialing his cell phone.
“Hey Jared, it’s Bob.”
“Yeah, got the VIP room clear for tonight?”
“Maybe 5 for about Nine O’clock.”
“Hell yeah, food is always a good, stock the buffet up there.”
“Tell the valets I’m coming too, I want Mark to park my car. Those other brats like looking through my stuff.” He gives a hearty laugh.
“Yeah right, suck my cock Jared, you know you want too.” He laughs even harder.
Jensen has no idea what is being said on the other end of the phone but all he can imagine is some burly guy who would have the audacity to talk back to his boss, like a wise guy or something. He lifts his eyebrow at the conversation.
Bob hangs up his cell. “Nine okay with you and the little lady?”
Jensen smiles. “Sounds fine.
“Good meet us there I’ll give Jared your names at the door for the VIP room and your set. See you tonight.” He sets his glass down on the small square table at his side, shakes Jensen’s hand, “I know this is going to be great.” He says and leaves.
On the drive home Jensen has his mind on tonight, he has wondered about the HYM clubs, he almost went one night with Danneel but chickened out. He had butterflies in his stomach but he couldn’t figure out why.
He walks into the kitchen where Danneel is cooking something and it smells good. He walks up behind her and puts his arms around her waist and kisses her neck. “Hey sweetie.” He whispers in her ear.
Danneel giggles. “Hey.” She turns and kisses his lips with a little welcome home peck. “Dinner will be done soon.” She says stirring the food in the skillet.
Jensen sat down. “About that.”
She turns around. “What?”
“Well we got the HYM account and Bob Daniels wants us to meet him and some of the HYM team tonight for drinks and dinner at one of his HYM clubs.”
Danneel smiles. “Sounds like fun honey but you’re going to have to go without me.”
Jensen furrows his brow. “Why?”
“Tonight is Friday it’s my pilates class, how would it look if the teacher didn’t show up.”
“Can’t you get Sandy or Gen to fill in for you?”
“It’s too late to call anyone, I have to be there at 8:00 and it’s already 6:30.”
Jensen frowned. “It won’t be the same without you.”
Jensen has no idea what to wear to a gay club. He holds up several brightly colored dress shirts and even tries on the light purple one with the white pinstripes. He likes the way it fits him sort of snug but not too tight. He pulls on grey trousers and lets the hem of the shirt hang out then decides the grey sweater vest would finish off his casual look. He slips the sweater vest over his head leaving the hem of his shirt out and models in the mirror. He opens the top 3 buttons pulling the collar flat on his chest just a little flesh showing through the shirt collar and v neck of the sweater. He smiles pleased with his sexiness. He runs some of Danneels hair gel through his short bangs pulling them upward and making a tiny Mohawk out of them. He puts on his big silver watch and his black dress shoes. His outfit finally complete.
He grabs his keys and climbs into the car. He has about a 25minute drive to downtown LA if traffic decides not to be a bitch.
He was still very nervous and the long drive doesn’t make it any easier. He thinks about how when he was in High school he and his best friend Chris had fooled around, hand jobs and mutual masturbation on camp out trips. He thinks about how he and Steve his college roommate were secret lovers who hooked up when drunk or stoned for 2yrs. When Steve graduated he started dating Danneel whom he had been friends with for those 2yrs but she never knew about his and Steve’s relationship. He figured after Steve and then being with Danneel he wasn’t gay just exploring his sexuality because he enjoys being with Danneel and likes having sex with her. So why was he so nervous about going to a gay club, he isn’t gay, he’s straight and no amount of gay men in one room was going to change his mind, he wasn’t a boy anymore he was a man who had made his decision to love and marry Danneel Harris.
Jensen pulls up in front of the club; a young man in a red vest over a black shirt knocks on his window as Jensen sits there staring at the entrance.
“Park your car sir?”, he says pointing at the cars backing up behind Jensen.
Jensen opens the door and gets out, his legs feel stiff and he hands the keys to the young man who hands him a ticket which Jensen slips into his pants pocket. He smiles and steps onto the curb between the golden poles holding up the string of red velvet ropes making a walk way into the club.
He opens the door to find a man in a black suit and red tie holding a clipboard. “Hello Sir are you on the guest list tonight?”, he asks.
Jensen stares at him thinking he looks like he could have worked for the mafia and if they were in New York City he might think he did. “Um I think so if you’re talking about the VIP guest list with Bob Daniels?”
The man flips through several pages and looks at Jensen. “Name?”
“Jensen Ackles.”
“Welcome Mr. Ackles. Mr. Padalecki will show you to the VIP room.” He pushes a button on his lapel and says. “Tell Jared another VIP is coming in.” He then opens the door and smiles. “Have a nice evening Mr. Ackles.”
Jensen steps into the poorly lit room booming with music and voices. He steps to the edge of the black carpet and leans on a wooden wall above a large round room filled with tables and in the center a giant round bar with 2 male bartenders scantily dressed. Beyond the round was a huge lit up dance floor with a big screen behind it and a dj who was spinning some hip hop as images flashed on the screen behind him. The dance floor was empty but then again it was too early for the club scene in LA.
A man walks up behind Jensen and touches him on the shoulder. Jensen turns around to see a very tall, nicely built, and slender, man standing behind him. The man sticks out his hand. “Mr. Ackles?” ,he asks.
Jensen reaches for his hand still in awe of his size. “Just Jensen” ,he says taking his hand. “I’m Jared, Mr. Daniels asked me to show you up to the VIP room.”
Jensen’s jaw hit the floor. Jared? He couldn’t believe this was Jared, the other end of Bob’s conversation while at his office. He could so totally see why Bob would want Jared to suck his cock.
Jared put his hand on Jensen’s shoulder. “This way Jensen.” He leads him through the crowded floor to a set of doors. Jared opens the doors revealing a set of stairs and walks up them.
Jensen follows close behind watching the tall man’s strides. His heart skips a beat at the sight of his tight ass through his loose fitting Jeans. He tries to look away but what is the use he has already seen it.
Jared steps into the large room. Jensen follows quickly and looks around. It has black carpet and white sofas around the exterior of the room, oneway mirrors along one wall look out over the dance floor, a full bar with bartender, 2 waiters carrying drinks dressed in white faux collars with black bow ties, white faux 3 button tux cuffs and black spandex pants. He can’t help but stare. Jared leads him into the room between the golden poles on either side of the room with white overstuffed chairs beside them. “No doubt for private lap dances.” Jensen thinks.
Jared stops in front of Bob. “Jensen.” He says sitting down next to Bob.
Jensen shook Bob’s hand. “Glad you made it.” Bob points to a very young and handsome man sitting on the sofa next to him. “This is Robby my husband.” Robby extends his hand. “Nice to meet you Jensen, Bob only says nice things about you.” They shake hands. Bob stands up and points across the room. “Lets get you acquainted with the production team.” He and Jensen walk across the room to several people standing at the bar. Bob introduces Jensen and they chat a bit.
Jensen orders a bourbon neat and walks over to the windows overlooking the dance floor.
Jared watches Jensen from the sofa across the room. He notices Jensen’s curious looks as his green eyes scan the room. He watches his mouth a half smile, the corners turned up and his lips flushed pink as he thinks how soft they must be to kiss. Jared gets up and walks over to Jensen.
“Do you like to dance?”, he says over Jensen’s shoulder.
Jensen smiles. “Me? No, no I don’t really dance.”
Jared steps out from behind him. “I love to dance there isn’t much to it, just sway to the rhythm you don’t have to be spastic or grind just moving to the sounds letting yourself go, feeling the beat, letting it engulf you.” Jared sways a little bit to the music being piped into the room.
Jensen blushes, his eyes watching Jared move. That sensual neck slightly tilted and extended as his head sways to the music, his eyes closed a serene look on his face that mouth those lips, his eyes perfect almond shapes. He loves how tall he is, that he has to look up to him. His breath catches in his throat and he quickly swallows down the rest of his drink.
Jared opens his eyes. “You need another drink.” He says leading him over to the bar.
Jensen and Jared sit in the corner talking and laughing, no one else in the room exists, Jared’s body smashed against Jensen’s who is growing more inebriated by the minute since Jared brought over a bottle of Tequila and 2 shot glasses.
Jensen looks intently at Jared’s throat as Jared throws his head back with a hearty throaty laugh. He can feel his blood raging hot through his body and his mouth goes absolutely dry with need. He can feel himself wanting to lean over and suck at that long sensual neck the whole way up to his soft boyish mouth stretched into a wide toothy smile. Jensen snaps back to reality when Jared looks into his eyes. “Penny for your thoughts?” He says smiling. Jensen can feel his face flushing as he blushes at the thought of telling Jared what he was just thinking.
Jared puts his hand on Jensen’s shoulder and smiles, his thumb plays with the soft fabric of Jensen’s sweater his mind wonders to thoughts of removing it to get to the hot flesh underneath. He can smell Jensen’s cologne and he drinks it in, a mixture of deep earthy tones with musk and his senses go into overload. He wants to kiss Jensen’s soft sweet lips, claim them, and make them his. He knows he could lose himself in Jensen and for the first time in almost 5 months since his bitter break up with his boyfriend he isn’t worried about it. Jensen is the first man to really turn Jared on in months, make him want to lose himself in passion again.
One of the waiters approaches Jared with a phone. “Its security sir, they need you at the bar on the floor.” He hands Jared the phone and walks away.
Jared takes the phone. “Yeah tell me the situation.”
“Yeah, I’ll be right there, no don’t let him go, tell them not to throw him out, I’ll settle this in my office.”
Jared’s entire demeanor changed. “You’ll have to excuse me Jensen I have some business to attend to in my office.” He touches Jensen’s shoulder and walks away.
Jensen leans back on the sofa the empty shot glass in his hand and his other hand over his forehead. “What the hell am I doing?” He whispers to himself. “I can’t do this, I can’t, I don’t think these thoughts anymore. Who am I?” He feels sick and runs into the private toilet and locks the door. He’s not sure if he is going to puke due to too much alcohol or his fear of what’s happening between him and Jared. He looks in the mirror his face flushed, his lips red and swollen as if begging to be kissed. He splashes his face with water; the cold refreshing water brings him back to reality. He mutters to himself in the mirror. “What are you doing? You love Danneel. Don’t you? Yes you do. But, Jared, oh Jared.” His serious mouth turns into a smile. “I haven’t felt like this since.” His mind wonders back to his best friend as a youth.
Steve and Jensen were camping out in a tent along the river bank on a hot July summer night while on a fishing trip. They were 15 and it was their first camping trip alone. Jensen lay on top of his sleeping bag next to Steve who was nestled inside his. Jensen’s shirt off his thin teenage frame stretched out long and lean on his belly, his tight bottom pushed up in faded blue jeans and his bare feet crossed at the ankle. Jensen always bit his lower lip when he was alone with Steve in a private situation, his eyes always went slightly doe eyed and he always wanted to touch himself.
Steve reached over and touched Jensen’s bare back resting his hand on the small of his back. Jensen laughed and rolled on his side to face Steve., Steve unzipped his sleeping bag to reveal he had slipped out of his jeans and had an erection.
Jensen looked into Steve’s hungry eyes and then reached down and touched it licking his lips and then biting his lower lip. Steve inhaled hard and bucked into Jensen’s touch. Jensen smiled as Steve reached over and rubbed his crotch through his rough denim jeans. Jensen treated Steve’s cock like he would treat his own stroking it up and down slow at first and then faster as his need got stronger.
Steve managed to unzip Jensen’s jeans and slipped his hand into the small pocket squeezing and thumb stroking Jensen’s member. Jensen couldn’t believe how good another hand felt touching him, he couldn’t control himself and came hard into Steve’s hand as Steve came into Jensen’s fist. This was his first time with someone else and he liked it, it went on for the next three years until they graduated high school.
“Steve in high school.” He wipes his face with a paper towel. “I can’t do this. I have to get out of here.” He says blotting his mouth. He opens the door and walks back out into the room.
He walks over to Bob and his team. “I’m sorry but I have to make an early evening of this. I’m just so tired.” He says taking Bob’s hand. “Thank you for the drinks. You have a very nice club here.”
Bob smiles. “Well thanks for everything Jensen; I’ll be in touch after the first issue mock up next month.” He shakes Jensen’s hand.
“Okay sounds good then Bob.” He tries to hurry so that he can be out of here before Jared returns.
He makes it down the stairs when Jared appears. “Hey, where are you going Jensen?” He asks sounding disappointed.
Jensen smiles. “Um, I think it’s time I got home.” He says stammering nervously.
Jared frowns. “Well can I buy you another drink before you go; I mean we were just getting to know each other before I had to take care of something.”
Jensen looks into Jared’s blue green eyes and swoons. “Sure, but just one drink.”
Jared steps behind the bar and pours two neat bourbons, takes the bottle under his arm and leads Jensen to a table in the back away from the loud pounding speakers of the dance floor.
Jared captivates Jensen for about another hour when Jensen suddenly lifts his drink and shouts. “I love this song!” Kesha’s Tik Tok pounds its sex anthem across the dance floor.
Jensen gets up waving his drink around moving his hips sexually to the rhythm.
Jared starts to laugh but is enjoying the show. His eyes watching Jensen’s hips move in slow snakelike movements as his abs slither under the tight sweater creating a sensual image. Jared bites his lower lip, his breath hard and hot; he gets up and stands close to Jensen emulating his movements as he stares into Jensen’s green eyes. Jared’s face hot with desire, he wants to pull Jensen close and ravage his body, hold him close and never let him go.
Jensen loves how he has to look up into Jared’s face as they dance far away from the crowd in their dark little corner of the club. His heart is skipping like a school boy with an unrequited secret crush. He runs his hand down his chest to his crotch and moves his hips into his palm as he bites his lower lip staring with hunger into Jared’s eyes. He throws his head back letting the rhythm take over his whole body just like Jared had told him to do. He feels like he could throw everything away for Jared; let Jared take him over completely, body and soul.
Jensen closes his eyes as Jared puts his right hand on Jensen’s chest. He trails it down to the hem of Jensen’s shirt and tugs at it playfully. Jensen smiles his lips parting slightly and pushing out, giving Jared a seductive kiss me grin as he tilts his head down and looks up into Jared’s eyes from underneath those amazingly long eyelashes.
Jared goes weak. His hand fumbles to pull Jensen close tugging at the hem of his shirt.
The music changes and bleeds into Katie Perry’s I Kissed a Girl.
Jensen snaps back to reality his hips stop moving and he pulls away from Jared then flops back down into the booth. He feels embarrassed yet flushed with excitement. He clears his throat. “I hate this song.” He says throwing the rest of his drink back and pouring himself another.
Jared sits down next to him even closer this time, putting his whole length completely up against Jensen. Jensen doesn’t move just pours Jared another drink.
Jared smiles. “I thought you didn’t dance?”
“I don’t, that was the movements of a drunken impetuous man.” Jensen laughs.
“Oh, well, in that case, I liked your drunken impetuous moves.” Jared gives Jensen a half grin and a sideways glance, the backs of their hands touch when Jared reaches for his drink.
Jensen swears there were sparks when they touched, he could feel the electricity race up his arm and straight to his heart.
Jared sips his drink slowly putting his arm over the back of the booth letting his fingertips graze Jensen’s neck as he slides past it then rests his hand on his shoulder.
Jensen’s cell vibrates in his pocket, he pulls it out and glances at the text, it was Danneel. “Having fun babe?” is all it said. He clears the screen, shuts the phone off and stuffs it back into his pocket. He looks nervously at Jared so relaxed and scanning the crowd and his warm skin seemed so hot it was like it was burning a hole through his clothes. Jensen sighs hard, his mind worried about not texting Danneel back, he wonders where he is going with this and was it right to lead Jared on like this when he would be going home to Danneel. He looks at the caramel colored liquor swirling in the bottom of his glass before putting it to his lips and swallowing all of it down. He slams his glass down on the table and Jared looks at him.
“Problem Jensen?”, he asks his head cocking to the side.
Jensen smiles. “Nope, no problems at all.”
“I saw you checking your phone I just thought maybe something was wrong?” Jared looks a bit concerned.
Jensen puts his hand on his pocket as if protecting his secret. “No, just a friend asking if I was having a good time or not, I shut it off, none of her business.” He says his cheeks feeling like they were on fire.
The night rolls on and Jensen watches as Bob and his entourage make their way out of the club and Jared goes over to say good-night.
Jensen sits alone in the booth, his head swimming with all the alcohol but all he can think of is what Jared might look like naked and sprawled out on crisp white sheets, the sun on his face, his light brown hair glistening with golden highlights and a satisfied smile on his face. Those eyes, those damned smiling eyes of his that showed his every emotion. Jensen’s heart flutters and he swallows hard.
The club was empty and Jared was talking to the bartender about the till and doing some of the things that needed done before they could close up. Jared walks back to the booth.
“I have to close up Jensen, it’s really boring stuff, if you want to call it a night I’ll get you a cab.”
Jensen snorts. “A cab, I have a car.” His head swaying slightly.
Jared laughs and shakes his head; he sticks his hands in Jensen’s front pockets riffling through them looking for his keys. “Give me the keys, you’re too drunk to drive.”
Jensen goes beet red, his heart races and his cock stands at attention with the feeling of Jared moving his hands around in his pockets.
Jared pulls his hands out the keys in one hand and a pack of breath mints in the other. Jensen grabs the mints and shoves them back in his pocket. “Mine.” He says playfully.
“Look if you want to stick around for a little bit I can get this stuff done and give you a ride home.”
Jensen smiles. “Your home or mine?”,he quirks his lips pouting, those long lashes fluttering as he looks up at Jared from the booth through them.
Jared smiles back. “That’s up to you, yours or mine?” Jared retorts.
Jensen leans forward and whispers into Jared’s ear as if he was telling him the biggest secret he had. “Yours.”
Jared finishes his business leaving Jensen sitting at the bar chatting with Eddie the bartender. He steps out of the office and walks across to the bar putting his hand on Jensen’s back. Jensen turns and smiles. “Eddie was just telling me some funny stories that have happened to him since he started working here.”
Jared pulls at Jensen’s shoulder. “Yeah this job can be a real experience. Are you ready to go?” he asks leaning his head against Jensen’s in a playful manner.
Jensen leans back his body heavy and relaxed in Jared’s arms. “Yes I am.”
Jared loads Jensen into the car and climbs into the drivers’ seat, he looks over at Jensen and wonders if he is taking advantage of his drunken state. Jared decides to ask him one more time where he lives, if he tells him he’ll just take him home if he doesn’t he’ll take him back to his place. “Okay, now where to?”
Jensen looks over at him with a confused look on his face. “I don’t know, you live there not me. Now drive.” He says thrusting his index finger forward.
Jared starts the car and drives out of the parking lot.
Jensen leans against the door jam as Jared unlocks the door to his apartment. Jared swings the door open and leads Jensen inside.
Jensen grabs Jared by the arm and pulls him in close their eyes meet igniting a heat in both of their bellies. Jensen puts his hand on Jared’s mouth pulling his lower lip down with the pad of his thumb his eyes watching as the pink flesh smears to the right, Jared’s hot breath blowing over the back of his thumb causing a tingle up Jensen’s spine. He blinks as if he is going to lose consciousness then leans in and pushes his mouth hard against Jared’s his lips pulling at Jared’s as his hands run up and down Jared’s chest feeling the heat between them growing very intense.
Jared wraps his arms around Jensen’s muscular frame pulling him in tight pushing tight to his hips grinding against him.
Jensen breaks free from the intoxicating kiss, “Bedroom.” He says panting.
Jared pulls him in the direction of the bedroom not wanting to break their embrace he hangs on to Jensen’s waist.
Jensen starts to pull his sweater off over his head and Jared stops him. “No, let me do it, please.” He has his lower lip between his teeth his eyes glassy and fixed on Jensen’s eyes.
Jensen smiles and pulls his shirt sweater back on. “Yes.”
Jared slips his long sensual fingers under the hem of Jensen’s sweater running them along the ridged hem feeling every fiber before sliding it up the front of his chest. Jensen relaxes with the feeling of Jared’s hands slipping gracefully over his body.
Jared pushes Jensen’s hands over his head stretching out his arms and then slips the soft fabric over his head and up his arms dropping the garment to the floor. He lays soft kisses on Jensen’s exposed neck as he lowers his arms before slowly and meticulously unbuttoning each tiny button on his shirt letting his fingertips graze the skin underneath as he slips down to the last button.
Jensen closes his eyes feeling every little touch, every little slip of Jared’s fingers against his tingling flesh. He pushes his chest into them and exhales hard.
Jared runs his fingers down under Jensen’s waist band running his finger along the smooth fabric to the button and undoes it. He leans down and kisses Jensen’s navel slicking his tongue over the thin line of hair above the waistband.
Jensen shudders with pleasure. His head feels like it will explode and all he can think about is having Jared’s mouth all over him, that hot wet mouth devouring him.
Jared unzips Jensen’s trousers and lets them fall off his hips revealing his tight boxer briefs clinging to the hard erection poised just beneath their soft cotton shielding and he runs his tongue up the long shaft pushing against the fabric.
Jensen sinks down to the edge of the bed his knees giving out with the pleasurable pressure of Jared’s hot flesh stroking him through his underwear.
Jared slips Jensen’s trousers off his feet pulling his shoes off at the same time and then slowly removing his socks sensually running his fingers under the band and over his legs as he pulls each sock off slowly. He crawls up Jensen’s body pushing him back on the bed before pulling his underwear free from his hips and throwing them on the floor with the other clothes.
Jensen lay naked and completely vulnerable on the cool blue comforter staring at Jared’s face feeling every inch of his body covering him like a big human blanket, his heart racing so fast he can hardly catch his breath.
Jared grasps Jensen’s hips and slides him up to the top of the bed with one strong movement. He leans in and sensually kisses his soft mouth taking time to taste the slight hint of bourbon still on his tongue as he dips slightly past Jensen’s lips to his tongue slipping over the slick smooth surface with a flicker of movement leaving Jensen begging for more as he pulls off him.
Jared stands up and strips down his long naked body muscular and lean in the soft light coming from the other room; he pushes his hair off his face before crawling up Jensen’s body scraping his torso over Jensen’s on his way back to his mouth. He leans his hips into Jensen’s rubbing their erections together making hot friction as he breathlessly kisses Jensen’s mouth.
Jensen bucks into Jared’s hips moving in small circular movements their flesh rubbing as their hard members tingled and throbbed with each rotation. Jensen runs his fingers lightly over Jared’s back making goose bumps cover the sensitive flesh. He slips his hand down to Jared’s butt and cups his ass cheeks pushing him hard into his groin.
Jared pulls off and looks into Jensen’s eyes. “You’re so beautiful.” He says breathlessly.
Jensen smiles and puts a hand on Jared’s face running it down over his chin to his neck. “You’re magnificent.”
Jared blushes as a shy smile comes across his face and his eyes close. “Yeah.” he giggles shyly.
Jensen pulls him in and kisses his forehead. “Yeah, you are.” He whispers.
Jared pulls away from Jensen and slides down his body to his needy cock jerking under his touch. He slips his tongue over the head tasting the salty pink flesh before slipping it inside of his mouth.
Jensen gasps, his hips pushing up, his hands grabbing at the comforter and he lets out a deep moan. His mind going insane at the thought and feel of Jared’s perfect hot mouth slipping up and down over his hard cock, that thick tongue flatly running up and down slicking up the flesh as he pushes into the back of his flexing throat.
Jared devours Jensen’s cock, his mouth sucking gently at the hard flesh as he dives down and pulls up with each of Jensen’s mindless thrusts.
Jensen whimpers and licks his lips as a breathless plea passes his needy lips. “I, need, you, in, my, mouth, please.” He says grabbing at Jared’s head.
Jared smiles around the hard member and pulls off. “Are you sure?” He says his wet swollen lips glistening in the low light.
Jensen pants. “Yes, please,” his breath coming hard and ragged.
Jared changes his position so that he straddles Jensen’s face and hangs his long thick member over his face.
Jensen licks his lips and takes Jared’s cock in hand, its stiff thickness almost more than he can fit in his mouth. He opens wider and slides it as far as he can into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the head tasting the tiny pearl of precome .
Jared moans at the feel of Jensen’s hot tongue and knowing that his soft pink lips are wrapped around his member bucks uncontrollably into his mouth.
Jensen loosens his jaw and lets Jared slip in and out effortlessly as he laps at his moving member.
Jared dives down hard on Jensen’s cock sucking it hard and squeezing his balls until Jensen comes hard into his mouth. Jared swallows around the softening member as he begins to come in Jensen’s mouth.
Jensen feels Jared’s cock jerk with need before he feels the first hot spurts of cum hit the back of his throat, he gags a little not used to the musky smell and hot salty taste but forces himself to swallow it down around Jared’s jerking member.
Jared rolls off of Jensen turning himself to face him and kisses his red bruised lips sharing the salty strong gift of Jensen’s come with him.
Jensen laps at Jared’s hot tongue as Jared pushes it past Jensen’s lips and into his hot mouth.
Jensen runs his hands through Jared’s hair and pulls off his mouth.
“You are amazing.” He says his eyes lazy and satisfied.
Jared just smiles and kisses Jensen’s forehead and then wraps his arms around him holding him tight before pulling the rumpled up comforter over their spent bodies.
Jared couldn’t sleep, Jensen’s warm body pressed against his, his brain buzzing with everything. He thinks about how it’s been eight months since he has been with anyone, how he doesn’t do one night stands, why does Jensen make him feel so good, and what’s going to happen when Jensen wakes up.
He gets out of bed and staggers to the kitchen, pours himself a glass of milk and sits at the kitchen table thinking.
The sun feels warm on his face, his head pounds, his body the most relaxed it has ever been. Jensen opens his eyes the bright sun shining in the window hurts his eyes and he pulls the covers over his head. He runs his hand over his head squeezing at the temples and groaning. Reality sets in, he remembers where he is. He’s at Jared’s apartment.
He reaches around behind himself on the bed the sheets cold and empty. He turns and looks. Jared is gone from the bed. “How long has he been gone?”, he thinks.
Jensen throws himself over the edge of the bed and slides his trousers on. He stumbles down the small hallway looking in each room for Jared. He makes it to the kitchen the bright sun shining in the windows making his eyes squint in pain. He sees a note lying on the kitchen table next to a large cup and spoon. He sits down and reads the note.
Jensen,
I’m sorry I can’t be here with you this morning.
I had your car brought over this morning; it’s in the drive way and your keys are on the stand next to the front door.
I really enjoyed our night together. Again I’m sorry I can’t be there with you this morning.
The coffee is fresh and there are bagels in the fridge, help yourself.
Please make sure the door is locked when you leave.
Jared
Jensen furrows his brow and takes a deep breath as his heart sinks deep into the pit of his stomach. He shoves the coffee cup to the center of the table along with the note. He stands up to go back to the bedroom and put his clothes on when he feels his cell phone sagging in his pocket.
“Oh Shit!” he exclaims pulling it out, turning it on and finding 6 missed calls and 13 unread texts. “Danneel.” He says rushing back to the bedroom and throwing on his clothes before running out the door.
Part2
