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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Other
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Jensen_Ackles/Jared_PadaleckI/Own_Male_Dog
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe, Extremely_Underage, Extremely_Dubious_Consent,
      Rimming, Father/Son_Incest, Manipulation, Bestiality
  Collections:
      Sunday_Morning_Porn_Club
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-06-01 Words: 3096
****** Feeling good ******
by alycat
Summary
     Jared's thoughts had never been as pure as they should have been, but
     when he walks in on his son Jensen with the family dog, things turn
     downright filthy.
Notes
     Warnings: extreme-underage (Jensen 10, Jared 35), bestiality, very
     dub-con, manipulation, rimming.
"Did you see? Dad, did you see?"
Jared laughed and wrapped one arm around his son's narrow shoulders, tugging
him toward the car.
"Of course I saw, kiddo, you did amazing out there."
It was the truth, and Jared was glad that he'd managed to get time off to see
Jensen play his first real soccer match. Training had been fun, but watching
Jensen give it his all on the field; had been so much better, and Jared was
proud of how well his son had done.
"Two goals," Jensen exclaimed, bouncing up and down; and Jared took a careful
step back, before Jensen stepped on him with his cleats. "One day, I'll turn
pro!"
"That's good, I mean, and then you can take care of me once I'm old."
"Do I have to?" Jensen asked, wrinkling his nose slightly.
"It's only fair, kiddo; I'm taking care of you, aren't I?"
Jensen seemed to think that over for a moment before he nodded his agreement.
"I'm hungry."
Sometimes, the way Jensen could jump from subject to subject; could make
Jared's head ache, but he could only agree. He had only watched as Jensen ran
around on the field, but he was starved, he couldn't imagine how Jensen was
feeling. Tugging Jensen with him, Jared walked them towards the car.
"How about, we pick up a pizza on the way home; and you can grab a shower,
before we eat and watch a movie?"
"Awesome!" Jensen said, climbing into the car and Jared couldn't hold back a
smile at the sight.
Jensen was small for his age; and Jared's Jeep was high enough, that Jared had
to stop himself from taking a step forward to help Jensen inside. He knew the
kid wouldn't like it, not when Jensen had so recently become able to actually
get into the car, without help. Jared got in to his own seat, looking over to
make sure that Jensen was strapped in before he took off.
"Just a wild guess; you're sticking with soccer, for now?" Jared asked, smiling
when he caught Jensen's look out of the corner of his eye
"Obviously," Jensen said, as if all the hobbies he'd quit over the previous
years had never happened.
"Obviously," Jared agreed. "Mountain Mike's?"
"Duh," Jensen said, grinning wide at the mention of his favorite pizza place.
"Fine, kiddo, let's grab a pizza-"
"Or two"
"-or two, and head home."
-¤-
Jensen smelled a lot better once he had showered; and sat cross-legged in the
opposite corner of the couch, soft sweatpants and a big t-shirt, and Jared
couldn't hold his smile at bay. He had always liked to see his lovers dressed
in his clothes, but he hadn't expected that to carry on to his son. That was
before Jensen had found Jared's clothes to be comfortable; and Jared huffed out
a laugh when the too big t-shirt slid down Jensen's narrow shoulder.
"You have clothes on your own," Jared pointed out, but Jensen just shrugged,
making the shirt slide down even lower as he reached for another slice of
pizza.
"This shirt smells good," Jensen said, digging his teeth into the pizza and
grinning around his mouthful. "Here you go, boy."
Jared didn't bother to protest, when Jensen dropped a piece of pepperoni, and
Dave was quickly there to snatch it up. Instead, Jared reached down to ruffle
Dave's fur, and the dog yipped happily before licking pizza grease from his
fingers.
"You're so spoiled," Jared said, but he wasn't really sure if he talked to
Jensen or their dog, it did fit the both of them after all.
"He's our puppy, he's supposed to be spoiled," Jensen said, putting down the
last of the pizza and falling back into the couch with a satisfied little
groan.
"First of all, he's two years old, hardly a puppy anymore," Jared, laughed.
"And you better go wash those sticky fingers off, before you get stains on the
couch."
Jensen grabbed a leftover slice of jalapeño from the cardboard box, before he
walked off toward the bathroom and; Jared could hear his son lick his finger
off as he went.
"Jen, I still got some work to do, "Jared called out, "Will you and Dave be
okay by yourselves? It'll probably be an hour or two, but maybe then we can
watch a movie after?"
He wasn't really surprised when the only response he got was Jensen's head
popping out of the bathroom and a rather impressive eye roll was aimed Jared's
way. With a laugh, Jared got up from the couch, gathering the boxes and empty
soda cans before making his way out to the kitchen. Dave looked after him, but
Jared wasn't really surprised when the dog ignored him, and instead trotted
after Jensen. Considering Jared was the one paying for all the toys, and the
fancy dog food, he was a bit offended by how obvious it was that Dave loved
Jensen the most.
-¤--¤-
Jared groaned, and leaned back in his chair, closing down his computer and
letting out a long yawn. His work had been finished quicker than he had
expected; and to his surprise both, Jensen and Dave had been keeping quiet.
Worryingly quiet.
If there was something Jared knew, it was that living with Jensen was seldom
quiet, and never for that long. Quickly, he got up from his desk, and he took
the stairs two steps at the time before coming to a stop in front of Jensen's
door. He was just about to push the door open, when he froze in place, a low
moan coming from the other side of the door. A low whine followed, a desperate
sound that had Jared slowly pushing the door open to see what was happening,
making sure that his son was all right, but the sight that met him was far from
what he had expected.
His son was on all fours, in the middle of the bed, back arched, and his
rounded ass in the air, but that wasn't really what caught Jared's attention.
What really got to him, was the dog standing behind Jensen, tongue lapping at
Jensen's ass, and each swipe of broad tongue pulled another low moan from
Jensen.
"Oh, god," Jensen moaned softly, pushing himself up further. "Please. Please."
Dave's tongue was pushing against Jensen's ass, and Jared found himself rock
hard within seconds, watching as Jensen moaned and whimpered each time Dave
pressed his tongue against the boy's asshole. Jared clenched the door handle
tightly, his other hand drifting down to his own hardening cock.
"Dave, please lick me. So good."
Jared took a step forward, his foot hitting one of Jensen's action figures that
lay on the floor; and both Jensen and Dave turned to look at him. Dave yipped,
but soon lost interest, too busy with pushing his tongue against Jensen's ass,
but Jensen kept on staring at Jared, his eyes wide and mouth open in shock.
"Dad…"
It was not the first time Jared had thought of Jensen as beautiful, but that
time there was no denying his own arousal, as he watched Dave kept on licking
Jensen out, the dog clearly not caring about the flush creeping up Jensen's
neck.
"How long-" Jared asked, words catching in his throat; and he had to swallow
before he could try again. "How long has this been going on?"
Jensen moved to get away from the dog, grabbing for the blankets to cover
himself up and Jared was across the floor before he could even stop to think
about it.
"Don't hide," he ordered, resting one hand on the curve of Jensen's back.
"I'm sorry, daddy," Jensen replied quietly.
"You're such a dirty boy," Jared breathed, and he saw Jensen's eyes go wide.
"But you knew that, didn't you? Only getting on your knees for Dave, when you
were sure I'd be busy. Not anymore though, no reason to hide now."
Jensen's mouth was open in surprise, and Jared got an image in his mind of just
how pretty his son would look with those pink lips stretched wide around a
cock. The fact that Jensen was still on all fours did nothing to keep that
image from flashing in his mind. He only looked away when Dave pushed his head
against Jared's side; clearly wondering what the interruption was about.
"No wonder Dave loves you so much," Jared said, the words rolling off his
tongue; as all the dirty fantasies he'd ever had came to life in front of him.
"Does he fuck you?"
"Dad! No!"
"But if his tongue felt good on your hole, maybe his cock would feel even
better."
Confusion was written all over Jensen's face; and Jared watched as the flush
crept up Jensen's neck, and he knew he should back off, shouldn't push his
young son, but all the thoughts he'd never fully dared to think, were crowding
his mind.
"It'd feel good, Jen," he promised. "Wanna try? So much better than Dave
licking you."
Jensen still looked hesitant, but he did push himself up on all fours again and
Dave was on him in an instant, the dog clearly loving getting his tongue in
between Jensen's freckled ass cheeks.
"Stay," Jared ordered; and he was sure that both dog and human would obey his
order.
He crossed the hall over to his own bedroom, only to stop and stare when he
opened his bedside drawer, and saw the lube waiting for him there. With Jensen
no longer stretched out in front of him, Jared's mind cleared some, and he knew
he should put a stop to things. He should be telling Jensen to stop letting
Dave eat him out, and he sure as hell shouldn't bring the lube back to his ten
year old son's room.
If Jared had been a better man, then maybe he would listen to himself, but he
wasn't a good man.
When he came back to Jensen's room, his boy was still on all fours, small hands
clenching in the sheets as he moaned and rocked back against Dave's tongue.
Jared knew he would never get enough of that view, and even if he had to push
Jensen some to make things happen, he knew that he would.
"Daddy," Jensen groaned, when he looked back over his shoulder and saw Jared
standing in the doorway.
"Come here, Dave," Jared said, and even though the dog hesitated, he did jump
down and trot over to Jared. However, he kept looking back at Jensen, licking
his muzzle.
"No," Jensen protested, even as the blush crept up his cheeks once more.
"I just need to get you prepared," Jared said, closing the distance, but
forcing Dave to stay down on the floor.
He looked down to where Jensen's rounded ass was presented perfectly before
him, rounded curve and pink hole all wet with Dave's drool. Popping the cap of
the lube open, Jared slicked up his fingers; and before Jensen could move away,
he pushed the pad of one finger against tightly furled skin. The first touch of
Jensen's hot skin against his; made Jared moan, a sound that was echoed by
Jensen, who pushed back against his finger, and Jared couldn't stop himself
from pressing his finger forward. He could feel the moment Jensen's body opened
him, his fingers sliding in to incredible heat, and Jared had to bite back a
moan, even as he heard Jensen gasp at the intrusion.
Jared tried, once more, to tell himself he had never thought of how Jensen
would feel, but he knew he was lying to himself. Feeling the tight muscles of
Jensen's ass was better than anything he had ever barely dared to imagine.
Jensen threw his head back, something between a moan and a whimper leaving him,
when he pushed his finger in even deeper. Tight muscles squeezed tightly around
his finger, pulling him in each time Jared pulled back out and soon he was
working that finger in and out, stretching Jensen open while his own gaze moved
between Jensen and Dave. The dog was sitting on the floor, whining low in his
throat when; Jared refused for the dog to jump back down on the bed.
"Dad," Jensen whimpered. "It's wrong…"
"No," Jared said, pushing his finger in as deep as it could go. "How could
something that feels good be wrong? And it feels good, doesn't it?"
He angled his finger to make sure it dragged over Jensen's prostate; and the
boy cried out in shocked pleasure, arms giving way under him and he collapsed
down on the bed, ass still in the air.
"See? I knew you'd like it, taking my finger so well and I'm sure you could
take even more. Be good for daddy, won't you? Relax now, and Dave and I will
make you feel so fucking good."
Pressing another finger into the tight opening, he made sure to press against
Jensen's prostate and the boy cried out once more, muscles clamping down around
Jared's fingers, but there was no attempt to pull away. Instead, Jensen rocked
back against him, even as he tried to muffle his moans into the mattress, while
Jared worked himself up from two fingers to three.
"Dad. God. Please daddy, I can't… Too much. It's too much."
"You can take it," Jared said, knowing there was no way he could stop, now that
he knew what Jensen's insides felt like. "You're doing so well, it's like
you're made for this, baby. Daddy's perfect little slut."
It was a word Jared had never thought to use of his ten-year-old son before,
but with Jensen squirming around three fingers, he couldn't really deny the
wanton ways of his son. Pulling his fingers free, Jared couldn't stop himself
from leaning down, dragging his tongue over Jensen's hole; moaning at the taste
of his young son and lube, a combination he had never before thought would be
hot. He couldn't stop himself from making another swipe, pressing his tongue
barely inside, before drawing back and motioning for Dave to come back on the
bed.
Dave went straight for Jensen's ass, pushing in his tongue where Jared's had
just been and the boy sobbed in pleasure. With Jared's fingers having worked
the boy open, Dave got his tongue in deeper than ever before, but Jared was
still shocked to see Jensen arch his back and come when Dave's tongue licked
him out; as if Jensen was the best treat the dog had ever been given.
"Oh, god. Daddy. Dave. Oh, oh, oh."
Jensen almost collapsed forward, but Jared quickly grabbed his slender hips,
pulling him back up and keeping him spread for Dave. When he looked down, he
saw that the dog was showing pink, and Jared wasted no time moving from Jensen,
and helping the dog to get up so that the tip of his pointed dick slid against
Jensen's ass.
"Dad, I'm not sure," Jensen protested weakly, but before he could move away,
Dave realized what was happening and rutted forward.
The protests died on Jensen's lips, being drowned out by a sharp bark from
Dave; when the dog hit his target, and slammed in to Jensen with one sharp
thrust. The dog let out a pleased little growl; at the same time as Jared
groaned and Jensen whimpered at the sudden stretch.
"Fuck, yeah," Jared breathed out, taking a step back to fully be able to take
in the view of Dave pressing his hips against Jensen's ass.
Small cries left Jensen's mouth with each thrust of furry hips against his and
the sounds were delicious to Jared, making his cock harden even further.
Watching his son getting fucked hard, the dog not bothering to let Jensen's
insides adjust, before fucking the boy as hard as he could, Jared pushed one
hand down his own pants, wrapping long fingers around his cock.
"Dave, please," Jensen whined, but Jared wasn't sure what the boy was asking
for.
He reached out with one hand, stroking through Jensen's hair while he stroked
his own hard cock, feeling the shivers that ran through his son and Jared had
to tug the boy's head back so he could see the wide-eyed shocked pain mixed
with pleasure on Jensen's face. Jared could see the very moment that Dave
managed to hit Jensen's prostate, the boy's mouth falling open and a low moan
escaping him.
"See, that doggy dick feels good, doesn't it? You'll never get enough of this,
I promise. You'll come begging me for it, wanting me to help you get Dave into
your tight little ass. Such a good slut, maybe daddy'll use you as well."
That made Jensen open his mouth, but Jared didn't get to find out what Jensen
was about to say because in that moment Dave let out a low growl and snapped
his hips forward, the cry that Jensen let out was pure pain.
"Dad, make him stop. It hurts. Dave, bad dog!" Jensen cried out.
"No," Jared told him calmly, stroking one hand down Jensen's back to soothe the
obviously scared boy. "He can't stop, he's knotted to you, baby. And it'll feel
good, just relax and let him take you. He loves fucking you. Dave likes the way
you feel around his knot."
Jensen whimpered but Jared could feel him slowly start to relax and when Dave
shifted around, moving them ass to ass, Jensen groaned and his body shook with
a second orgasm. Watching his son fall apart with a knot on his ass was enough
to push Jared himself over the edge and with one more tug on his cock, Jared
came all over Jensen's back. Seeing his own come staining Jensen's skin was
almost dirtier than watching the dog fucking his son had been and while
dragging his fingers through the slowly cooling come, Jared wondered how long
it would be before he found himself balls deep in Jensen's tight ass.
"Daddy," Jensen moaned, cheek pressed into the pillow below and eyes slowly
sliding shut.
"Shush," Jared said, looking down to where Dave's knot was pulling against
Jensen's rim. "You look so good like this. You took it so well. I'm proud of
you, such a good little slut. You hear me? You made me proud."
"M'kay," Jensen mumbled.
Jared smiled and lay down on the bed beside Jensen, watching his son drift off
to sleep with Dave still tied to his ass. It was a view Jared planned to see a
lot more of.
 
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