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      Explicit
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      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con,
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  Category:
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  Fandom:
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  Relationship:
      Jensen_Ackles/Jared_Padalecki
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      Jensen_Ackles, Jared_Padalecki, Tom_Welling, Steve_Carlson, Chad_Michael
      Murray, Christian_Kane, Eric_Kripke, Jeffrey_Dean_Morgan, Jim_Beaver,
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      Published: 2013-03-17 Chapters: 10/10 Words: 65423
****** Guard Duty ******
by dont_hate_me01
Summary
     Jensen's lifelong dream is finally coming true. He is a special agent
     and is now on protection duty for the only son of the President of
     the United States. Jared's got a drug problem and Jensen not only
     needs to keep him alive from any outside threats but he also needs to
     keep Jared alive from himself.
Notes
     First ever J2 fic that I've written, almost three years back!
***** Chapter 1 *****
Title: Guard Duty
Author:
[http://l-files.livejournal.net/userhead/499?v=1321864310]
dont_hate_me01
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: None of the people in this story belongs to me. This is an original
story which I’ve also posted on Sinful Desire.
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stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=101.6]highermagic, thank you girls for
getting it in my head how to make links and to get this story posted. I’m
hoping that I’m doing this right.
A/N 3: To [http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=101.6]padacklesika,
thank you for the banner, it says it all!
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Chapter 1
“Jensen, this is the opportunity that you’ve been waiting for. You deserved
this.” Jim told the young agent standing in front of him.
“Thanks, Jim. I still can’t believe I’m going to do this.” Jensen replied; his
dream was coming true.
“Believe it. Here is the file on your new charge. Be warned, you’re his third
protection officer this year. It’s believed that young Jared is getting out of
hand. It took some persuasion but in the end it was decided you’d be the best
option.” Jim Beaver explained, as he indicated to the young man to take a seat.
“You need to understand, Jensen; you’ve been an agent now for only two years.
Although your record speaks for itself, you will still be scrutinized. Don’t
make me regret handing you this assignment.”
“I’ll do my duty with honor. You don’t need to be worried.” Jensen smiled. He
saw Jim rolling his eyes.
“Well get out of here. You’re on duty from six this evening. Go read up on
young Jared and good luck, from the look of things, you’re going to need it.”
Jim stood up, an indication to Jensen that the conversation was at an end.
President Gerald Padalecki has been in office for six years after winning his
second term. When the president came into office he was happily married and the
couple had one son. Tragedy struck and shortly after the start of the second
term Mrs. Sharon Padalecki passed away. The whole country mourned, but none
more so than young Jared. The then 18 year old took the death of his mother
hard. He started rebelling against everything. There were even a few incidents
of huge embarrassment for the White House. Jared became involved with wrong
friends. He was introduced to drugs and was currently on probation. He was one
scandal this presidency would not survive should this trend continued.
Jensen sighed as he read the file. It was clear that Jared was a gifted boy. He
held top honors every year up until the year his mother died. It was in his
final year when this incident happened. If it was not for the fact that he held
so high marks he would not have passed. Now two years later he still had not do
achieved anything with his life. He kept on getting in trouble and the secret
service had their hands in their hair.
Jensen looked at the time. It was time for him to get ready. Taking a quick
shower he dried himself of and stepped into his crisp suite. He smiled looking
at himself. He knew he was something for the eye. He had the ability to make
more than one head turn in his direction. He was openly bisexual and currently
between partners. This lifestyle made it difficult for him in his line of work
but his co-workers knew he could be trusted, he proved himself more than once.
                                    oo-0-oo

Jensen walked up to the double doors nodding to the two agents standing on the
outside. He was about to greet them when the door flew open. “Whatever, dad,
you don’t give a flying fuck! I needed you to listen to me but once again you
don’t care. It’s all about the country and what people would say. What about
what I have to say?” Jared stormed out slamming the door behind him. Looking up
at the two agents he sneers. “What the fuck are you looking at?” He stormed off
leaving the three men in his wake.
“Jensen, good luck. I’ll tell the president you’re here.” Mark said, shaking
his head before knocking on the door and entering.
Jensen sighs deeply before entering the private office. He smiled at Mark when
the agent closes the door behind him. “Mr. President, it’s an honor to meet
you, sir.”
Jensen stands at the door until the older man waves him over.
“Come in, Jensen. I assume you heard the conversation I just had with my son?”
Gerald Padelecki asked.
Jensen blushed slightly before nodding his head. “Sorry Mr. President, it was
kind of hard not hearing it.”
“Yeah, well Jared has the tendency of getting very outspoken when he does not
get his way. Unfortunately he does not seem to understand the seriousness of
this whole situation. I hope that you’ll be a good influence on him. You’ve
come highly recommended.” Gerald said.
“Thank you, sir, that’s a great compliment.” Jensen replied.
“It would even become a greater opportunity for you in life should you be able
to not only keep my son alive but also to keep him out of trouble. You would
have read his file; I can promise you that’s not even half of the story. Jared
needs to realize that he needs to shape up or be shipped off. I’m willing to do
it to him if that’s what it takes.” Gerald Padalecki frowned, he didn’t want to
sound so harsh, but Jared was making life difficult.
“I’ll try my best, sir. I assume Mr. Beaver explained to you how I work?”
Jensen held his breath, this part was the make or break part.
“Yeah he did. That’s the reason why I decided to take you on. You’ll have full
reigns over Jared. I just hope this works. I am however interested in you,
yourself. You’ve been an agent now for two years, and before that you where in
the marines special ops. You hold a degree in criminology and have firsthand
experience in hostage negotiations. You’re specialty, if I may call it that, is
working with troubled teenagers. How the hell did you manage all of that at the
age of twenty four?” Gerald asked, showing real interest. He read Jensen’s bio,
but he wanted to hear this for himself.
“I’m an old twenty four, sir. I’m what they call gifted and fast tracked
everything I’ve done. My dream was always to become an agent; I can blame that
on watching too many TV shows and movies. I got involved with troubled
teenagers when I lost my older brother to drugs.” Jensen told the President the
truth, he did not like blowing his own horn but he had to make sure the
president knew he was the right man for the job.
President Padalecki nodded his head, “You’re my last hope, son. I love Jared
very much but if this behavior of him continues – I’m scared that one morning
we’ll find him dead in his room. He may think I’m a jerk and only think of the
nation, that’s not true. Jared is my first priority. I already lost my wife; I
can’t bare losing my son, too.” Gerald stood up and walked over to the door.
Jensen knew the interview was over.
“I’ll help Jared, sir. It’s going to be tough but he’s a good kid, he’ll make
it.”
                                    oo-0-oo

Jared was laying on his bed when there was a knock on his door. He looked up
then lowered his head again. He had no interest in knowing who was at the door
or what they wanted. Placing the earphones of his I-pod on his ears he
continued staring at the comic open in front of him.
Jensen knocked for the third time, he knew for a fact that the boy was inside
his room. He looks over at Patrick and sees the man smirking at him. “You’ve
got your work cut out with this one, Jen. You must know my money is on you.”
“Am I now part of the office betting pool?” Jensen smiled, he should have
guessed it.
“Yeah, at this stage the odds are not in your favor. Most say you’ll not last
more than a week.” Patrick answered.
“What did you bet?”
“Two weeks.” Patrick shrugged his shoulders.
“Great, everybody is so optimistic.” Jensen says under his breath, turning the
handle to see if the door will open.
“Won’t work, the brat always locks his door from the inside.” Brian spoke up
for the first time.
“Well then I would just need to get inside in another way.” Jensen takes out
his lock pick set and starts working on the lock.
“You can’t do that.” Brian stepped closer.
“I’ve got clearance from the boss man himself, if you doubt this go and sort it
out with him. My job is to make sure this kid stays alive and gets on the right
track and that’s what I’m intending to do.” Jensen puts away his lock picks and
opens the door before entering.
Jared becomes aware of someone in the room when a shadow falls across his bed.
“What the fuck, who are you, get out!”
“Well if you had bothered to answer your door you would have known who I am.”
Jensen started calmly walking over to the window looking out on the eastern
side garden.
“I don’t need to answer any door, so just get out or I’ll call security.” Jared
barked getting of the bed himself.
“I am security. The name is Jensen Ackles. I’m your new protector.” Jensen
introduced himself.
“No you’re not. You’re too young and with this stunt you just pulled you’re
just got yourself fired.” Jared said, smiling.
“I’m old enough to do this job and I’ve got clearance from the top to do my job
in any way I see fit. So due to the fact that it’s common knowledge for you to
have a drug problem I had to gain entry into this room since you failed to open
up to make sure you’re still alive.”
Jensen folded his arms across his chest turning for the first time away from
the window and looking straight at Jared. ‘You’re so hot, it’s a shame you’re
behaving like this. It’s strange; there is no indication in your file what your
sexual preference is.’
Jared opened his mouth and then closed it again. “I don’t believe you.”
“Dude, do you think for one second I would make something like this up? I like
my job and I’m intending to keep it.” Jensen walked towards Jared still looking
at him intently.
“Why do you keep looking at me in that way?” Jared started backing up.
“You’re high.” Jensen said turning is head sideways as if to challenge Jared
with the statement.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Jared shifted his gaze and turned,
walking away from the agent.
Jensen smiled before answering. “I know the signs and I’m telling you you’re
high. That’s contravening your probation, you can go to jail for that.”
“What the hell do you care?” Jared walked towards the connecting bathroom door.
“I care because I don’t want to see you ending up dead. You have your whole
life in front of you, why do you want to throw it all away?”
“Please, spare me the preaching. I really don’t need it.”
“Your father seems to think otherwise.”
“My father does not know a thing, if he was so concerned about me, he would
have…” Jared stopped, turning around and facing Jensen. “Get out of my room, I
don’t want anything to do with you.”
“Jared, please we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Don’t choose the
hard way.” Jensen tried again.
“You know what, what if we did it the - I DON’T GIVE A FUCK WAY, get out of my
room!” Jared took hold of a book and threw it at Jensen.
“Okay, I’ll get out – for now. I actually just came to introduce myself. I’m
coming on duty officially in two hours time to escort you to the dinner
function that you’ll be attending with your father.” Jensen answered calmly
before heading over to the door.
“I’m not attending.” Jared said flopping back on the bed. He didn’t not see
Jensen smiling before he headed out of the door.
Jensen smiled at Patrick and Brian before heading off, he’s got some stuff to
do before taking Jared down to the dinner.
                                    oo-0-oo

Three hours later Jared pulled for the upmost time on his tie, he hated these
freaking things. He still can’t believe he’s actually attending the bloody
thing. He looked up and caught the eye of the person responsible for getting
him here. ‘It does not matter how fucking hot you are. I’ll get you back for
what you did. This is not the end.’ Jared flips Jensen the bird before smiling
sweetly at one of the older ladies at his table.
Most of the security detail had seen the sign and it’s with great difficulty
that they don’t burst out laughing. It does however not stop them from making
snide remarks over the comms.
Jensen smiles when he hears what’s whispered in his ears. If they only knew
what was still to come, he had a feeling that sign was just the beginning of
things.
It felt to Jared as if the dinner would never conclude and he sighed deeply
when the whole thing was done and he could return to his room. Walking up the
stairs he turns left when he hears someone clearing their throat behind him. He
ignores it and keeps on walking.
“Your room is no longer on this side of the house, Jared.” Jensen said standing
at the end of the hall.
“What do you mean my room is no longer on this side of the house?” He turned
around, eyes smoldering.
“Just what I said. Your room was moved in the time you attended the dinner;
it’s now this way.” Jensen indicated with his head towards the opposite
direction.
“You must be fucking joking with me. Who gave you permission to move my room?”
Jared started walking to his room wanting to make sure for himself that what
Jensen was saying was the truth.
“I told you this afternoon already from whom I get my permission. Now come
along it’s been a long night, you need to be up early tomorrow morning.” Jensen
continued.
Jared looked over at the agent and turned the handle to his room. It was indeed
no longer his room. The bedding was changed and none of his stuff remained
behind. “What do you mean I need to be up early tomorrow, you’re not my father,
so don’t tell me at what time I need to get up and what the fuck happened to my
stuff?”
“Your furniture was moved to your new room, if you’re referring to your stash,
well that I personally threw away. You don’t want to get into trouble with your
probation officer now would you?” Jensen replied, ignoring the comment on being
Jared’s father. He smiled when he saw that Jared was starting to get angry with
him.
“I don’t believe this. I’m so having your ass fired.” Jared yelled storming
pass Jensen to go and look for his father.
“Jared, you’re dad left for France directly after the dinner party. He’ll only
be back in a week’s time.” Jensen hated to be the one to tell Jared the news.
He knew that Jared was supposed to accompany his father on the trip but due to
the bad publicity he received the past week it was decided that he should stay
home.
“No, that’s not so. I’m going with him to France, it was arranged months ago.”
Jared looked devastated.
“I’m sorry, Jared, it was decided that you should stay home this time.” Jensen
sounded sincere.
“Don’t say to me you’re sorry. Don’t patronize me. Just tell me where my room
is. I’m going to bed.” Jared answered; he did not want to fight anymore.
“It’s the double suite at the end of the next corridor.” Jensen replied knowing
the worst was yet to come.
Jared nodded his head and heads in the direction Jensen indicated to. When he
reached the first door he finds it locked. “It’s locked.”
“True, you need to use the entrance of the smaller bedroom to get in.” Jensen
opened the door he was standing at.
“Why?” Jared frowned.
“We’ll be sharing this suite. You’ll still have the main bedroom but in order
for you to get out of this room you would have to pass through my bedroom.”
Jensen explained holding his breath for the fireworks to start up.
“No, no way! I’m not sharing a suite with you. I’m not a baby; I don’t need a
baby sitter.” He stormed through the first bedroom coming to a standstill
inside the last bedroom. He noted that his décor was set out in the same manner
as in his old room.
“That’s part of the whole move, Jared. I’ll move out as soon as I’m able to
trust you.” Jensen explained calmly.
“What the hell did I do wrong to deserve this, I’m twenty years old not two!”
Jared exploded picking up a vase and throwing it against the wall.
“Yes, with that attitude right there you showing that you’re twenty years old.”
Jensen folded his arms across his chest again.
When Jared stormed towards him, Jensen braced himself for the impact he knows
that’s following. He is not disappointed when Jared shoved him backwards. He
blocked the punch which Jared throws and with one smooth movement he pins the
young man to the wall with his hands braced behind his back. “Have you not
learned your lesson earlier tonight Jared?”
“Let me go.” Jared started struggling harder to get away from the man who was
pinning him to the wall.
“No, you need to calm down first. As I told you earlier I’m here to help you,
don’t fight me, you’ll come second each and every time.” Jensen made sure that
the young man can breathe easily but does not relinquish his hold on him.
“Let me go!” Jared was starting to panic. Scenes from the past started flashing
before his eyes.
Jensen felt the change in Jared’s body the moment it happened. He sees the
young man starting to hyperventilate and the color draining from his face.
‘What the hell is this about?’
“Jared, calm down.” He released his hold on Jared and then he has to act
quickly when it seems like Jared was going to topple over. “Wow, easy there.
Come sit down for a moment.” Jensen lowers Jared to the floor and made certain
that he kept his head between his knees until his breathing evens out again.
Making sure Jared is alright he headed over to the wall unit and gets a glass
of water for him. “Drink,” he ordered holding the glass to Jared’s lips. He
nodded his approval when Jared took a few sips of the cool water. “There you
go, feeling better?”
Jared pushed Jensen away and got up unsteadily. “Just keep the fuck away from
me.” He walked over to the bedroom and slams the door shut behind him.
Jensen looked at the boy as he walks away. Something is definitely wrong and he
was going to find out what it was.
                                    oo-0-oo

Jared wakes up when he heard someone calling out his name. “Come on, Jared,
rise and shine.”
“Go away, it’s not even light outside.” He groaned trying to hide his face
beneath his pillows.
“No you don’t. Get up.” Jensen grabbed the cover and pulled it off the young
man. “Get dressed, and make sure you wear something comfortable.”
“Fuck off! I’m not interested.” Jared groaned trying to get back under his
covers without actually opening up his eyes.
“Jared, remember the conversation we had before dinner yesterday? We can do
this the hard way again.” Jensen moved over to stand next to Jared’s head.
“You must be joking. I’m so telling on you when my father returns. You do know
he’s the president of the United States?” Jared opened his eyes and looked up
at the man standing over him.
“See, you’ve got a sense of humor early in the morning. So come on, get dress.
Meet me in the hall in five.” Jensen joked before heading out of Jared’s room.
Jared groaned but lifts himself up staring at the man leaving his room. ‘Shit
but you’re so hot. I can feel your mouth on my cock.’ He groaned again, his
morning wood now even stiffer than before. Jensen would have to wait; he needed
to jerk off before doing anything else and he had just the image to do it with.
                                    oo-0-oo

Jensen waited patiently outside in the hall. He did not think getting Jared to
wake up would be so easy. It looked like yesterday’s little demonstration did
work after all. He smiled thinking back on what transpired in Jared’s old room
before dinner.
When he came back to the boy’s room the door was once again locked. He picked
it again and entered. Jared was sprawled out in front of the TV, laptop opened
as well while he kept an eye on what was going on, on the TV.
“You need to get dress. You must be down in the main dining room in 45
minutes.” Jensen said, tucking on his sleeves, making sure his tux was sitting
correctly.
“I told you, I’m not going.” Jared did not even look up from his laptop.
Jensen sighed. He walked over to Jared and even before the young man could
utter a word he picked him up and carried him fireman style towards the
bathroom. Jared’s lean body squirmed but to no avail. He cussed at Jensen but
it seemed not to bother the agent. Jensen placed Jared in the shower and turned
the water on. “You’ve got five minutes. If you’re not done by then, I’m coming
back in and this time I will not just place you in the shower but I will dress
you as well. I will then tell the whole dinner party what I did. So be warned,
Jared, don’t push me.”
Jared was stunned. He did not know what to say. He got rid of his soggy
clothing and dressed up after the shower. He would bide his time, he’ll get his
revenge.
                                    oo-0-oo

Jensen’s pulled out of his musings when the room door opened and Jared stepped
out. He is dressed in a black t-shirt and grey sweatpants. “Is this all right,
or did I have to put on my tux?”
“You’re really funny so early aren’t you? Keep it up; tomorrow you’ll just get
up 15 minutes earlier.” Jensen smirked when he saw the expression on Jared’s
face.
“You must be fucking kidding with me. I’m going back to bed.” He turned around
and headed back into the room.
“Jared, no. Come on, you’re wasting time.” Jensen uttered the words with some
authority. He saw Jared’s shoulders square when he issued the command. Not
wanting to make it harder on the kid he added quickly. “I’ll let you kick my
ass if you come with me.”
Jared smiled. “Promise?”
“If you’re up to it at the end of these two hours, than yes, I promise.” Jensen
said turning around before heading down stairs.
“What do you mean two hours?” Jared called out. On receiving no answer he
follows the protection officer down the stairs.
“Jared, what do you think we’re going to do?” Jensen looked over his shoulder
heading out of the door.
“Do I look like a psychic to you?” Jared growled glaring at Jensen.
“When did you had your last fix?” Jensen asked. He needed to know so he could
keep track of Jensen’s withdrawal symptoms.
“I don’t do drugs.”
“Don’t lie to me, Jared. Yesterday afternoon you were high when I was in your
room. I want to know when was the last time you had a fix?” Jensen came to a
halt, fixing his attention on the younger man standing in front of him.
“What’s this got to do with you? You’re not really interested unless you want
to go and buy me something.” Jared smirked at Jensen.
“Jared, I’m here to protect you but I’m also here to help you with your drug
problem. Please, I’m asking you this because it’s important for me to know.”
Jensen tried reasoning with Jared.
“I don’t need help. Now you got me up even before the sun is barely up, so what
now or can I get back to bed?” Jared tried changing the conversation. He really
did not want to discuss this.
“We’re going for a five mile run and then for some laps in the pool and lastly
work out in the gym.” Jensen had to smile when he saw Jared’s face drop.
“You’ve got to be fucking with me. I’m not going for any run. I’m not in the
core or anything like that, I don’t need to do any exercise.”
“You are going to start getting withdrawal symptoms one time or other. The
exercise will make you more relaxed and will help.” Jensen explained, hoping to
persuade Jared.
“You see, I was right. You’re not an agent because it’s clear that you’re deaf.
I DON’T HAVE A DRUG PROBLEM!” Jared yelled, turning around and storming back
into the White House.
‘You handled that one well, Jensen’ he thought, turning back himself and
following Jared back to his room.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter 2
Jared searched through his stuff. He needed a fix and he needed it badly. That
fucking protection agent of his was getting on his nerves. He knew taking a hit
was the only thing that would calm him down.
When the last hiding place turned up empty Jared yelled out in frustration,
swiping everything from the dresser and started emptying his drawers on the
floor; then he kicked at them, sending it flying across the room.
Jensen came up the stairs and heard the commotion inside of the suite. He
entered and stood at the connecting door looking at Jared’s tantrum. “You do
know that you’re going to have to pick that up yourself?”
Jared turned around fuming with anger. “It’s your fucking fault. You’re ruining
my whole life. Get the fuck away from me!” He picked up one of the discarded
drawers and swung it with all his strength against the wall. It shattered on
impact.
Jensen saw that Jared was losing control and he stepped further into the room.
“You need to calm down, Jared.” He lowered his voice speaking in soft
monotones.
“You need to get out. I don’t want you in my room. GET OUT!” Jared stormed
towards Jensen screaming the last words in his face.
Jensen stood his ground. He knew he had to calm Jared down. By this time he
also saw out of the corner of his eye some of the other protection detail
standing in the hall. It was no wonder that they were there, Jared was kicking
up a huge racket. “I’m not leaving this suite, I will step back into my bedroom
but I’m not leaving you alone.” Without turning his back on Jared, Jensen left
the room and walked towards his bedroom door. After he made sure that Jared
remained in his room he got out into the hall and addressed the agents there.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got it. I’ll call if I need help.” He wanted to step back
into the room when Brian spoke up. “What’s the brat’s problem now? His drugs
finished?”
“What’s with the attitude, Brian, you’ve been on the kid’s case since I started
here.” Jensen was pissed.
“His father is the president of our nation. He’s done a lot for this country
but due to that brat’s attitude the people aren’t going to remember the good,
they’re only going to remember the shit Jared did.” Brian sneered.
Jensen pulled the bedroom door shut. He didn’t want Jared to hear what is being
said. “Brian, Jared is a good kid. He went through a tough time. When his
mother died he had no one to guide him and he got involved with the wrong group
of friends. He can make something of himself and I’m going to help him. Since
it’s clear that you don’t have his best interest at heart I’m relieving you
from you’re duties.” Jensen stepped into Brian’s personal space.
“You can’t do that!” Brian pushed up against Jensen.
Standing his ground Jensen replied. “I can and I just did. Jared doesn’t need
your negative attitude around him. Go and speak with Jim, I’m sure he’ll work
something out for you.”
When Brian pulled back his arm, Patrick stepped in and pulled the man away.
“Leave it, Brian.”
Brian shrugged Patrick’s hand from his shoulder. “Bloody faggot.” He turned
around before walking away.
“I’m sorry, Jensen.” Patrick looked flushed when he heard Brian’s remark.
“Don’t worry, I’ve heard it before. I’m gonna check on Jared. It’s too quiet
for my liking.” Jensen opened the bedroom door and walked towards Jared’s room.
He found Jared seated on the floor on the inside of his bedroom. Jared had his
knees drawn up to his chest with his arms folded around them. Not touching the
young man Jensen sat down across from him. “How’re you feeling?” He knew it was
one of the first withdrawal symptoms that Jared was experiencing.
“Why would you care?” Jared mumbled not bothering in looking up.
“I do care. I can see you’re hurting, I can help.” Jensen tried again.
“I don’t understand. You don’t know me. Why would you want to help me or does
my father pay you to do this?”
“I do get paid, but to be your protection officer. The rest – well that I do
because I was asked to help you. Unfortunately, I’ve got experience in this
sort of thing. I promise you Jared, except my help and I will help you. I’m not
telling you it’s gonna be easy but you’ll make it. You need to believe in
yourself.” Jensen knew this was his chance in getting through to the troubled
young man.
“What experience do you have? You wouldn’t be able to become an agent if you
had a drug history, so what are you talking about?” Jared lifted his head and
placed his chin on his arms looking across at Jensen.
Jensen sighed. “I had an older brother – Jeff. He got involved with the wrong
crowed in his senior year. At first it was only pot but he quickly started
doing hard drugs. My family tried to help him. I started to volunteer at drug
crisis centers to gain knowledge and experience to help him. I was too late.
Jeff OD on some bad crack. That was three years ago.”
“So you see yourself saving me because you couldn’t save your brother?”
“No, Jared. This is about you. Jeff is in the past, nothing I can do will ever
bring my brother back, but everything I do now can hold you here.”
“You’re talking bullshit.” Jared’s emotions were getting the best of him again.
He was riding on a merry go round. He was not sure when he passed the beginning
or where the end was.
“I’m not talking bullshit. I’m telling you the truth. I also know your emotions
are going high wire at the moment. You’re feeling agitated, scared, depressed,
tired all in one and you can’t decipher it. Let me help you, please?” Jensen
pleaded, making sure he had full eye contact with the younger man seated in
front of him.
“You’re sexy, you know that?” Jared said as he picked up his head and looked at
Jensen. “I read up on you, you know. You’re bisexual.”
“We’re not talking about me, you know that. You’ve got a problem and you need
help.” Jensen tried to steer Jared away from the topic of his sexual
orientation.
“I want to kiss you.” Jared moved closer towards Jensen.
“You’re under my protection, I cannot kiss you even if I wanted to.” Jensen
moved away from the younger man.
“So, you do admit in feeling something for me.” Jared smiled, showing his
dimples.
“No, that’s not what I said.” Jensen stood up and walked towards the connecting
door. “Get up, we’re going out. You can’t stay here the whole day.”
“Will you kiss me if I get up?” Jared asked again.
Jensen dragged his hands through his hair. ‘Shit boy, you’re making things
difficult for me. There is nothing more that I would like to do than to kiss
you senseless, but that ain’t happening here.’ “No, Jared I’m not going to kiss
you. Now, move your ass.”
Jared smiled. He could see what impact his words had on Jensen. The man had the
hots for him, who knew. ‘I’m not giving up on you. Shit, just thinking of you
kissing me makes me hard.’ Jared rubbed his palm hard over his groin, groaning
at the sensation he created. “Can I take a shower first?”
“Yeah, go and shower. I’ll wait for you.” Jensen said, glad to hear that Jared
moved off the kissing topic.
“Come and join me?” Jared asked showing his dimples off again.
Jensen picked up one of Jared’s t-shirts and threw it at Jared. “Get going.”
Jared laughed and headed towards the bathroom looking back over his shoulder
before closing the door behind him.
As soon as the bathroom door closed Jensen groaned out in frustration. “Shit
boy, you’re going to be the end of me.”
                                    oo-0-oo
Jared stood underneath the spray. His eyes closed lathering himself when the
curtain opened up silently and someone stepped in behind him. When he turned
around he smiled at Jensen. “So you decided to join me after all.”
Jensen did not answer him but took the soap out of his hands and slid it over
the muscular chest of the man standing in front of him. When he reached Jared’s
nipples his hands lingers making sure that both nipples got the same lazy
treatment until their points were ridged, standing at attention and light pink
from the mistreatment, only then did he move downwards toward Jared’s naval
before dipping his hands lower to Jared’s erected penis. Making sure his hands
were well lubed he spread them around Jared’s shaft in slow precise movements
from the base to the perfect mushroom tip. Not once did he increase his speed
but kept the slow agonizing strokes going until Jared groaned out in
frustration, his knees buckling underneath him. Jensen caught him before he can
topple over and held him steady, placing him against the wall of the shower.
For the first time since entering the shower Jensen leant forward and started
kissing Jared with butterfly kisses. Withdrawing his mouth each and every time
Jared wanted to deepen the kiss. He loved Jared’s mouth; he loved the way in
which Jared gave chase. He stopped kissing Jared for one moment and looked into
the young man’s eyes. He smiled softly before getting on his knees.
Jared groaned out again and gasped when he felt Jensen’s hot mouth covering the
tip of his cock. It was better than he ever expected. His hands grabbed hold of
Jensen’s hair, trying to pull the man nearer, urging him to take his cock
deeper into his mouth, but Jensen was having nothing of that. His mouth was
barely covering the tip, making small suckling sounds and movements as he
caressed the perfect tip.
Jared felt like his whole body was on fire. He groaned again. He needed Jensen
to take him deep, the pleasure that Jensen was handing out to him was killing
him. His senses were in overdrive. If Jensen kept this up he was going to beg
for release soon. Just as Jared thought things could not get more intense he
felt Jensen’s hand leaving his hip and being placed just beneath his sack. The
sack was softly caressed and a finger edged towards his hole. Jared’s body went
into sensory overdrive once more when that finger lingered over his hole,
brushed so lightly against it like a feather. His breath hitched, he couldn’t
get any sound out and then the torture increased when the finger’s tip found
its way into Jared’s hole, past the tight rim. Jared’s body bucked forward and
he was kept steady again by Jensen. Jared did not know where the most pleasure
was coming from. The finger that was now almost knuckle deep within him or the
ever present suckling sensation on his dick.
He whimpered when the finger was withdrawn but his breath hitched immediately
when the one finger was replaced by two. The burning sensation increased for
one moment before the pleasure started coming back again. This time Jensen was
also giving more attention to his cock. He was now suckling harder and had
moved to the prominent vein underneath, scraping it with his teeth, following
it up with long strokes of his tongue, lingering at the slit before dipping his
tongue for more torture.
Jared used both of his hands to hold on to Jensen. He needed to push into
Jensen’s mouth so badly but he remained still. He gasped when Jensen’s fingers
brushed over his prostrate and he bucked forward, caught up in surprise.
“Please.” He groaned out loud and whimpered when his prostate was brushed
again.
Jared realized that Jensen was busy deep throating him. The sensation was
unbelievable. The easy strokes of earlier was no more purposeful and more
intense. Jensen’s cheeks were hollowed and he was humming around Jared’s cock.
His fingers’ movement were also increased, keeping in pace with his tongue.
Jared knew he was not going to last much longer. He could feel his balls
tightening up and even before he could warn the man on his knees he was cuming
like he never did before. Hot streams of cum jetted out of his cock into
Jensen’s mouth who lapped it up without spilling a drop. Jared rode the waves
of his pleasure until he could no longer stand tall and he fell forward onto
his knees. He was well and truly spent.
Only when he fell to his knees did Jared released the fantasy he held. He
lessened the grip around his cock giving it one or two more lazy strokes before
sitting back to catch his breath. ‘Fuck, that was one hot fantasy. I wonder if
it will ever come true?’
Waiting a few more moments to catch his breath Jared washed away his cum from
his stomach and thighs, making sure to clean the shower wall, before stepping
out to get dress to meet up with Jensen where he was waiting.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen looked at the time for the umpteenth time. He was getting worried on
what was taking Jared so long. He was about to turn back into the room when
Jared stepped back. Jensen looked at the young man striding out of the room.
He was dressed in a pair of black jeans and had on a tight fitting white t-
shirt which showed Jared’s well developed body off perfectly. He had on an over
shirt and that was rounded of with a hoodie. The hoodie spoiled the image
somewhat, but Jensen knew that Jared always wore hoodies, it did not matter
what the temperature outside was.
“I thought you managed to drown yourself.” Jensen smiled hoping to hide the
fact that he was staring at Jared.
“No, unfortunately not. You must be very distraught about that.”
“No, Jared, I’m not. I’m glad to see you’re okay.” Jensen sounded sincere but
Jared did not want to let his guard down. He knew that no one cared for him;
they were either after his so called celebrity status or were paid by the
government to keep tabs on him and to make like they could be trusted.
“So, what do you say? Let’s blow this place for a few hours. I’m busy building
a house and I need to go see how things are progressing. Would you like to go
and have a look?” Jensen hoped that by taking Jared to the building site he
could get his mind of his withdrawal symptoms. There was also a second reason
for taking Jared along. A reason that he hoped would inspire Jared to kick his
drug habit.
Jared shrugged his shoulders. He could not actually give a damn where they were
going to. The only reason why he did not resist in tagging along was because
there might be a change for him to score some drugs. He knew the signs of the
dealers and knew he could score easily. He hoped that it would only be the two
of them; it would then be so much easier to give Jensen the slip. He’ll get his
drugs and come back later when he needed a place to crash.
“Oaky, let’s move out.” Jensen said indicating with his head towards the
stairs. As they descend he spoke up again. “Jared, please know that I’m
trusting you here. Don’t go running of on me. I’m more than capable in tracking
you down and then I’ll be pissed off.”
“If you don’t trust me, why are we even going?” Jared asked, looking ahead of
him and not meeting Jensen gaze.
“Trust has to be earned, Jared. Like you need to earn my trust I need to earn
yours. I’m hoping to show you here that you can indeed trust me.” Jensen wanted
Jared to understand the motivation behind his invitation to the building site.
Jared only nodded but did not reply in any way. Soon the two men reached the
parking bays for the white house staff. Jared can’t help but utter a low
whistle when he saw Jensen’s ride. It was a black 1967 Chevy Impala in mint
condition. “Wow, where did you get this awesome ride?”
Jensen had to smile; he did not think that Jared would appreciate the beauty of
his baby. “It was a gift from my father.”
“She’s awesome. Can I drive?” Jared really looked hyped.
Jensen shook his head. “No way dude, no one drives my baby except me. Now hop
in, I need to get at the site before three this afternoon.”
“Oh, come on man. Please let me drive.” Jared begged again. He turned his full
attention to Jensen and used his puppy eye look in trying to persuade Jensen.
Jensen looked at Jared and then he has to take a double look. Jared’s got an
expression on his face that he would never be able to explain. It was a puppy
look from hell. ‘Shit, how can I say no to him if he looks at me like that?’
Shaking his head, Jensen lowered his eyes before speaking up. “No, sorry,
Jared. Now get in.” He got into the car waiting for Jared to follow. ‘I need to
be careful, I’m not going to be immune against that look each and every time.’
Jensen thought, before putting the car into drive and heading towards the exit.
                                    oo-0-oo
“Wow, this is not only a house you’re building, it’s a bloody mansion. Just
look at the size of this thing!” Jared used his arms to indicate the grand
scale.
“It’s more than just a house, Jared. It’s also going to be a rehabilitation
centre for people with drug problems. Only the wing on the left hand side will
be my residence. The rest will all form part of the centre.” Jensen explained
while walking with Jared towards a group of men that were standing on site.
When they approached the three men, Jensen is greeted warmly by all three and
he introduces Jared to them as well. Jared was wearing a pair on sunglasses to
hide his features. Jensen knew he did it only as a precaution; but he also knew
that even if someone on site recognized Jared his identity would be safe.
“I’ve got some boring stuff to go through with Jeffrey and Misha, why don’t you
go and have a look around. Just make sure you’re wearing a hard hat.” Jensen
said, throwing a hat in Jared’s direction.
“Sure, that be cool.” Jared took the hat before walking off in the direction of
the construction site. Jared could not believe his luck. This was the
opportunity he was looking for. He could score drugs so easily now. He sees a
group of workers standing at one corner of the site, it looked like they were
on a break and he headed in their direction. Standing not too far away Jared
had to smile at himself. They were all in his age group and one of them had to
be doing drugs. Making sure he was in sight of the group he indicated with his
right hand, palm upwards and straight, making a cross movement with his left
hand just over the palm without touching it. It was a clear sign that he was
interested in buying.
Tom Welling turned his gaze following the tall lanky man heading in their
direction. Speaking softly he says. “Steve, check out that one.”
Steve Carlson turned his head looking in the direction Tom pointed out. Seeing
the sign made he turned back. “I guess Jensen brought him over.”
“Must be, Jensen is testing him. Are you going to sell to him?” Tom asked not
taking his eyes of Jared.
Steve nodded. “Hell yeah, I’m going to sell to him. I just wonder what his
reaction gonna be when he realize what he bought.”
Tom laughed as he watched his best friend and lover sign back to the young man.
Steve turned, smiling at Tom. “Well let me get this deal off, I’ll catch up
with you in a few. He looks kind of skittish I don’t think he’ll conclude the
deal with you all standing around.”
Steve looked as the rest of the group headed off, back onto the site they were
working. He crossed the distance between him and Jared quickly. “What’d you
need?”
“Smack.” Jared answered looking around to make sure no one is watching them.
“That will cost you, you got money?” Steve asked, making his eyes darting
around as to check out their surroundings.
Jared nodded. He could not get his voice to work, he needed a fix.
“Okay, show me the money first than we can talk about the price.”
“Do you think I’m fucking crazy? If I show you the money you’ll increase your
price. Just name your price, I need to get out of here.”
“Okay, don’t get your knickers in a twist. It’s $120.”
“Deal.” Jared took out his money and slides it into Steve’s hand. “Now, give me
my stuff so I can get walking.”
“Sure man.” Steve took out a small plastic bag and slides it into Jared’s hand
before turning around and walking off.
Jared kneeled down as if he was tiding his shoe laces and pressed the little
bag into his sock, before getting up and walking back to Jensen. He had to
smile. Now he only needed to get Jensen to head back to the White House, he had
a date with a needle and syringe to keep.
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter 3
“Empty your pockets and step out of your shoes.” Jensen ordered Jared as the
two of them walked into the sitting room to the suite.
“Why, you planning on seducing me?” Jared grinned. He was in a good mood. He
scored and now he wanted to go and take care of business.
“No. You remembered we talked about trust. Well this is a trust issue. So
please, do as I asked you.” Jensen folded his arms, waiting patiently for Jared
to empty the hoodie’s pockets and to take of his sneakers.
“And If I don’t?”
Jensen smiled slowly. “Do you really want to go in that direction? You know
I’ll do it myself. So, just do what I asked and I’ll leave you alone.”
Jared knew that Jensen would not find the stash. He removed it earlier from his
sock and it was now safely tucked away. From experience on being searched,
Jared knew Jensen will not be searching his collar. He shrugged his shoulders,
and started emptying his pockets while he took of his shoes. “Do you want me to
spread out against the wall?” Jared hoped the answer would be yes, he would
then actually feel Jensen’s hands on his body.
Jensen shook his head. ‘I’m so not searching you. I’ll end up pinning you
against the wall…’ Jensen groaned. He did not want to think about Jared against
any wall. ‘Shit, I need to get laid!’ Jensen went through the contents of
Jared’s pockets and looked inside his sneakers. After he was satisfied he
nodded to the younger man. “Good, you’re clean. I’m heading down for some
lunch, are you coming with?”
“Mm, no thanks. I’m a bit tired. I’ll just relax, if that’s okay with you?”
Jared answered, making sure he looked beat for Jensen to believe him.
“Okay, see you later.” Jensen left the room, closing the door behind him.
Waiting a few minutes to be certain that Jensen indeed left, Jared made his way
out of the suite and headed to the nearest first aid kit. He never understood
why empty syringes were kept in the kits but now he was grateful. Taking what
he needed he headed back to the room and went straight to the bathroom to
prepare his drug of choice.
“What the fuck!” Jared shouted when the heated heroin inside the spoon turned a
cherry red. Using his tongue to taste he screamed out again and dumped the drug
into the hand basin. “I’ve been fucking tricked. Shit!” Jared felt frustrated
and angry. He really, really needed a fix, badly. The chance of him getting out
of this fucking hell house was almost zero. He slid down to the floor, not even
bothered in cleaning up the mess in the bathroom.
                                    oo-0-oo
“Steve, is something wrong at the site?” Jensen asked, his voice full with
concern.
“No, nothing to worry ‘bout.” Steve answered. “I wanted to give you a heads up
on that piece of meat you brought over earlier.”
“So, he bought from you?” Jensen asked. He sounded disappointed, although he
knew that it would happen.
Steve laughed. “Yeah, he did. I sold him something very special. It’s harmless
but I don’t think he’ll even use it. It will gross him out to much.”
“Okay,” Jensen said “what did you use?”
“Only sodium bicarbonate to create some fizz, mixed with some new powdered food
coloring on the market that turns red when heated.” Steve practically answered.
“You’re one scary devil, you do know that, right?” Jensen had to admit, that
cocktail will freak Jared out.
Steve laughed. “Just two things: It stains everything and it’s a bitch to get
out.”
Jensen groaned. “Great, how am I going to explain that to housekeeping?”
                                    oo-0-oo
Jared was still seated against the bathroom wall when Jensen returned to the
suite. “What the hell, Jared? Are you all right?” Jensen asked before realizing
it’s the red food coloring Steve mentioned.
Jared looked up and was trembling. “I decided to change the color of the
bathroom, what the hell did you think I was doing?”
“Okay, come on. Let me help you up. We can get you settled in the room and take
it from there.” Jensen said as he helped Jared to his feet and out of the
bathroom.
Jared tried to pull away. “Fuck off; I don’t need your help.” His nose was
running and his eyes were tearing up as if he cried.
Jensen recognized the signs. “Jared, hey, look at me. You’ve started with
withdrawal symptoms. You’re in for a tough ride but I’ll help you through it.
You know you can trust me.”
“Just leave me alone!” Jared screamed. His whole body felt like it was on fire
and he ached all over. His legs were cramped and he felt nauseated.
“Come on, I’ll help you to get dressed into something more comfortable.” Jensen
said. He knew that Jared’s body will turn against him.
Jared shoved Jensen away. “Get the hell away from me, just leave me alone.” He
tried taking a step towards the connecting door to Jensen’s bedroom when he
toppled over. Jared whimpered in pain as his stomach cramped up as well.
“Jared!” Jensen called out, as he knelt next to the young man. “Come on, let me
help you.” Jensen could see that Jared was in pain. ‘He’s farther into the
withdrawal stage than I thought. This night will be a long one.’ “Jared, listen
to me. I know your whole body is aching. Things are going to get pretty tough
for you from here on. Let’s get you to bed so that I can help you.” Jensen
tried getting through to the young man lying on the floor in front of him.
“NO! FUCK OFF!” Jared screamed out again. He tried sitting up, but even that he
could not do alone. “Can’t you see that I don’t want you here, just fucking
leave!” Jared was scared. He did not want Jensen to see how scared and confused
he was.
Jensen sighed deeply and got to his feet. “I’ll leave you alone, but please,
don’t leave the suite. Call me if you need me.” He left Jared on the floor and
moved to his bedroom. He had a few calls to make.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jared waited until Jensen left the suite before he tried to get up again. When
he fell down the second time he crawled his way over to the couch and climbed
on it with some difficulty. He was shivering from head to toe; even his teeth
clattered in his mouth. When the wave of nausea hit he tried to get off the
couch but landed hard on the floor, his left wrist twisted at an angle but he
didn’t even noticed it. He managed to turn his head in time when he started to
puke his guts out.
After the bout sickness passed he was spent and he could not get back on the
couch this time. He laid spread out in his own vomit. Jared tried not to cry
but the emotions came bursting out of him and he could not stop the tears from
flowing. He called out for Jensen not caring anymore about his image. He raged
with fever and he forgot about the fact that Jensen left the suite. ‘He left
me. He gave up on me.’
                                    oo-0-oo
“Morgan” Jeffrey answered the phone as he looked over to where Steve and Tom
hugged each other.
“Jeff, I need your help.” Jensen sounded tense.
“What’s wrong, boy?” Jeffrey moved away from the rest of the crowd.
“It’s Jared. He’s farther into his withdrawal than I thought. He already
started cramping up and the last time I saw him he had a fever as well.”
“What do you mean the last time you saw him? Hell, Jensen, you know you can’t
leave the kid alone at this stage.” Jeffrey dragged his hand through his short
cropped hair.
“I know Jeff, but he was so agitated with me there that I just had to give him
some space.” Jensen felt the need to defend his actions.
“Okay. Can you get him over here? I’ll kick the love birds out.” Jeffrey walked
over to where Tom was straddling Steve and clipped the young man behind the
ear. “No hanky-panky in my living room.”
Steve showed Jeffrey the bird and pulled Tom up against his chest while the two
men grunted against each other.
Jeffrey rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to Jensen on the phone.
“Yeah, I’m sure. Bring the kid over. It’ll be easier to help him here. I’ll
wait for you.” Jeffrey ended the conversation and turned again to Steve and
Tom. “Jensen is bringing Jared over, the two of you either need to stop eating
each other up or be prepared to help.”
“Jared? Is that meat boy?” Tom asked looking over at Steve. He already
confessed to his lover that the young man from earlier made him hard.
Steve nodded. “He belongs to Jensen, Tom. So sorry for you my sweet, he’s hands
off.”
“How do you know, did Jensen say something?” Tom pouted.
“No, he did not, but I heard it in his voice, so back off.” Steve leaned over
to Tom and kissed him hard, making the younger man forget about Jared.
“Hey! Can the two of you please, just for one second stop making out and listen
to me.” Jeffrey had to shake his head.
“Sorry man.” Steve looked over at Jeffrey. “You said Jensen is bringing Jared
over?”
“Yeah, Jared started with withdrawal symptoms. Jensen needs help.” Jeffrey
explained.
Steve nodded his approval. He himself was a recovered drug addict and he helped
Tom out of his drug problem. In fact that’s how the two of them met. “We’ll
help. “ Tom nodded in agreement as well.
“Good, go and get the guest room ready. They’ll be here in an hour.” Jeffrey
stated as he walked away.
“Yes sir!” Tom saluted and got up from Steve’s body to go and see to the room.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen headed over to the West Wing of the White House. He needed to speak to
Jim and to make arrangements to take Jared with him for the rest of the week.
When he entered into the older man’s office he didn’t waste any time but
explained the situation to him.
Jim turned away from the window and looked over at the young man seated at his
desk. “Well the President did give you full reigns over the boy so I can’t see
why you can’t take him out of here. I have to agree with you, it would be best
for him to deal with all of this away from here. Are you sure you don’t need
backup?”
Jensen shook his head. “Jeffery is an ex marine, he also worked private
security for a while; he can help out if needed.”
“Okay, go and help that boy. He needs a change in his life and I have the
feeling that you’re what he needs. Keep me up to date on what’s going on.” Jim
replied before turning to face the window again.
“Jim, can I ask you something?” Jensen asked as he got up to leave.
“Sure kid, you know you can ask me anything.”
“Why has the President not phoned yet to enquire about Jared?”
“Jensen, you know he cares about Jared. If it was not for the fact that I
practically raised you myself I would have been offended. Now, get out of here,
you’ve got a sick kid to help out.”
Jensen excused himself. The President of the Nation may care for his son, but
he had more pressing issues to deal with than his son who was going through
hell.
Jim settled back behind his desk after Jensen left. ‘Hell boy, I wish I could
tell you what’s going on. Jared is going to go through hell and his own father
is not going to be here to support him.’ The fact that all flights have been
cancelled out of Europe due to the volcanic ash from Iceland made things even
more complicated as it was.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen opened the door to the suite and walked towards Jared’s room. He came to
an abrupt halt when he saw Jared sprawled out on the living room carpet.
“Jared!” He kneeled beside the boy, turning him away from the mess he was
laying in and checking for a pulse, making sure that Jared’s airway was open.
“Come on, Jared, open up your eyes for me. Come on now; show me those puppy dog
eyes of yours.” Jensen tried to wake Jared up. After placing Jared in the
recovery position Jensen quickly headed to the bathroom and collected a
washcloth. He used the cloth in cleaning up Jared’s face and moved him further
away from the mess on the floor.
“Jared, Jared. Come on boy, time to wake up.” Jensen knew that if he couldn’t
wake Jared up he would have to call the medical personnel. That would mean he
would never get Jared out of here. He was about to make the dreaded call when
Jared started to groan and opened up his eyes.
Jared looked confused until his eyes fell on Jensen. “You left me.” He sounded
scared.
“No, you know I would never leave you, I made you a promise didn’t I? I went
out to make some calls and to give you time to calm down, that’s all.” Jensen
felt relieved. “How you’re feeling?”
“I’m so screwed.” Jared stated. He was still shivering. He felt like shit.
“You look like shit. Come, let me help you up.” Jensen extended his hand for
Jared to take hold.
As Jared reached for Jensen’s hand he ground out in pain and held his left hand
close to his body.
“What’s wrong?” Jensen asked concerned.
“I fell of the couch and must have twisted my wrist.” Jared grimaced in pain.
Jensen took Jared’s hand and looked at it carefully. “You’ll need x-rays. Let
me bandage it for you and we’ll see what we can do about a doctor.”
“Chad Murray.” Jared groaned.
“Who’s he?” Jensen asked, frowning as he didn’t recall the name.
“Friend, doctor. He will help. Don’t want these douche bags to know.” Jared
looked up at Jensen, pleading silently.
“Okay, I’ll contact him, I hope he does house calls because we’re leaving
here.” Jensen agreed and helped Jared up from the floor. “First we need to
clean you up. Your symptoms seemed to subside for the moment. Let’s use this to
our advantage.”
Jared nodded but did not reply. His whole body still felt as if an eighteen
wheeler drove over him.
Jensen stripped Jared of his clothes and helped him put on a clean t-shirt and
some sweatpants. He made Jared lie on the bed and packed a duffle bag for Jared
and himself. After he bandaged Jared’s wrist he got hold of Doctor Murray and
arranged for the man to meet them at Jeffrey’s place.
“Come Sasquatch; let’s get you out of this place.” He helped Jared up and
steered him towards the door. The two of them managed to get out of the suite
before Jensen spoke up again. “See if you can walk on your own. We don’t need
the whole White House knowing that you’re not doing well, can you manage that?”
Jared nodded slowly. “I have to.” He did not tell Jensen that his stomach was
cramping again. The nausea was back as well. He just wanted to get out of this
place. He was not even sure where Jensen was taking him, but at this stage he
could not even give a damn.
Jared sighed deeply when Jensen helped him to sit down in the Impala. The last
few yards felt like miles. He leaned back into the seat and closed his eyes.
Jensen looked worried at the tall man seated in the passenger seat of his car.
He opened up his phone and dialed again.
“Doctor Murray.”
“Doc, Jensen again. Listen can you meet up with us now?” Jensen knew he sounded
stressed.
Chad frowned. When he first spoke to Jensen he was surprised to hear on whose
behalf he was calling. The last time he heard from Jared Padalecki was over two
years ago. “There’s something you’re not telling me here, what’s going on?”
“I can’t tell you know. Please, just meet us at the address I gave you and I’ll
explain everything. Make sure you’ve got your bag with you.” Jensen first
wanted to check the doctor out before telling him what was really wrong with
Jared.
Jensen climbed into his car and looked over to where Jared was slumped against
the window. “Hold on for me, okay. We’ll be at Jeffrey’s place in five.” He
placed his hand on Jared’s leg and did not take it away when Jared covered it
with his own hand.
When they reached the Morgan property five minutes later, Jensen felt truly
relieved. He was even more impressed when he saw Jeffrey standing at the door
waiting for them. He needed help to get Jared into the house.
Jared groaned when Jensen and Jeffrey took hold of him to lift him out of the
car. “It hurts,” he whispered.
“I know, I’m sorry. We’re almost inside - then you can lie down, okay.” Jensen
brushed Jared’s bangs out of his eyes. He could see the young man was hurting.
He was covered in sweat again and was trembling. With the help of Jeffrey the
two of them managed to get Jared settled into bed where he curled into a ball
as he clutched his stomach in pain.
“Jeffrey, shit, I need to help him.” Jensen could not stand seeing Jared in
pain like this.
“There’s not much you can do for him boy, except to keep him company and to
keep his mind off things. You indicated that Jared’s doctor friend is on his
way. He’ll have something to help Jared.” Jensen nodded as he sat down next to
Jared on the bed.
When Jared felt the bed dip next to him he shifted closer to Jensen and placed
his head on Jared’s lap. When he touched Jensen the pain subsided. He settled
down immediately when Jensen gently rubbed circles on his back.
Jeffrey smiled when he saw Jared’s reaction. He always told Jensen he had a
comforting touch and once more it was clearly illustrated. He excused himself
and went to wait for the doctor to show up.
When Jeffrey left, Jared lifted his head. “He was at the building site.”
“Yeah, he was. He keeps an eye for me on things when I’m not there.” Jensen
answered looking at the young man laying on the bed. “How you’re feeling?”
Jared smiled tiredly. “Will it sound girly if I tell you that I feel better
when you touch me?”
Jensen placed a hand on Jared’s chin and lifted his head. “I’m glad that I can
help you. I’ll only call you on this remark when I know you’re better. How does
that sound?”
When Jared nodded his eyes were filled with pain again. “I think I’m gonna be
sick again.” Jared started dry heaving and wanted to cry out in pain when the
cramps in his stomach started its onslaught again. He curled in himself and
moaned in pain.
                                    oo-0-oo
Doctor Chad Murray looked at the address he’d written on the piece of paper and
then at the house in front of him. He made his way out of the car and
approached the house. As he was about to knock on the door it was opened up.
“You must be the doctor? Come on in.” The young man stepped aside letting Chad
enter the house.
“Are you Jensen?” Chad asked.
“Oh, no sorry, I’m Tom Welling. Jensen is with Jared, they’re in the guest
room, straight down the hall.” Tom explained and looked at the well defined ass
of Doctor Murray as he walked pass.
Chad knocked on the door and entered when someone invited him in. He was
shocked to see Jared laying on the bed. “Jared?”
The other man on the bed got up and walked over to him. “Hey, I’m Jensen. I’m
glad you could make it.”
Chad nodded and made his way to where Jared was laying on the bed. He looked up
at Jensen before he spoke up. “What’s he using?”
“Heroin.” Jensen answered. He was already impressed with the young doctor.
Chad smiled sadly at his long time friend. Jared was somewhere between the
waking world and losing consciousness because of the pain. “How long has he
been withdrawing?” Chad took out this stethoscope and checked Jared out.
“About five hours now.” Jensen said taking his place next to Jared up again.
Chad took hold of Jared’s arm and checked the inside for track marks. “What
happened with his wrist?”
“He fell of the couch earlier. It looked sprained.” Jensen frowned when he saw
Chad leaning over to lower Jared’s sweatpants.
“What ya doing?” He asked as he tried to remain calm.
“I need to check out his track marks. Sometimes infection set in and it’s not
noticed because more attention is given to the withdrawal symptoms.” Chad
explained patiently. He did not however stop with his actions but pulled Jared
pant’s off and placed them next to the man on the bed. “Jared, can you hear
me?”
Jared nodded his head but did not answer his friend. Instead his eyes searched
for Jensen until he found him sitting next to him on the bed. “Don’t leave me.”
Jensen took Jared’s hand in his and squeezed it hard. “Not leaving you.”
“Jared.” Chad spoke up again. He wanted Jared to focus his attention on him.
Only when he called out Jared’s name for the second time did the young man look
in his direction. “I need to check your track marks out, okay. Tell me where
you shooting up.”
“Underneath my feet and the inside of my thighs.” Jared sounded tired and he
groaned out in pain again as his stomach cramped up again.
“Okay, just hold on for a little longer. I’ll give you something to help in a
moment.” Chad took hold of Jared’s left foot and checked the marks out. He did
the same with the other foot and moved up to Jared’s thighs and examined there
as well. He nodded his approval. “No sign of infection.” He continued to check
out the wrist. “He’ll need a wrist brace. I have one in the car; I’ll get it
out later.”
Jensen nodded. “You said you’re going to give him something to help?”
Chad looked over at Jensen. He could see the concern on the other man’s face.
“Yes, I’ll inject him with some Dolophine. It’s used to curb withdrawal
symptoms. It takes the craving away and help relieve the pain. I’ll leave the
vial here. He’ll need another dose in about ten hours; not before then. He can
get addicted to the drug as well.”
Jensen nodded and looked on as Chad injected the pain reliever into Jared’s
vein. He wanted to thank Chad when the young doctor spoke up first. “You can
inject him in a muscle as well, although the veins in his arms look good.”
“I’ll do so. Thank you once again.” Jensen said as he stroked Jared’s long hair
away from his eyes.
Jared turned his head in the Chad’s direction. “You came. I know you still mad
at me, I’m sorry.”
“I know you’re sorry, Jared, but that does not fix things. You also knew I
would come, I’ll always be there for you.” Chad took a deep breath before he
continued. “The Dolophine will kick in shortly. It will not make you drowsy,
but see if you can get some rest.” Chad turned away from his friend and walked
to the door. “I’ll leave the wrist brace at the front door. You’ll need to keep
it on for at least a week.” He did not turn back again but left as quietly as
he had entered.
Jensen wanted to ask about Chad's remark, but decided to wait until Jared
brought it up. He pushed Jared back against the pillows. “Get some rest. I’ll
get you something to eat.” As he sat up to leave Jared placed his hand over his
arm.
“Thank you” he said, not making any eye contact with Jensen.
“Get some rest; I’ll be back soon.” Jensen left the room, closing the door
behind him.
‘You hate me. I’m a disappointment to you, just like I’m a disappointment to
everybody else around me.’ Jared closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to
sleep.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen opened his eyes and looked around him. The room was covered in darkness
and Jared was nowhere in sight. He scrambled upright and wanted to shout for
the young man when Jared stepped out of the shadows. His torso shined wet and
he was only dawning a towel around his waist. “I thought you were gone.” Jensen
said with relieve.
Jared shook his head and walked towards where Jensen was still seated on the
bed. “I took a shower.” He came and stood in front of Jensen lifting the older
man’s chin up to look him in the eye. “I need you.” Jared did not give Jensen
the opportunity to answer but leaned in and kissed Jensen on the corner of his
mouth, dragging his lips across Jensen’s perfect mouth. With his hand he cupped
Jensen’s head, tilting it to gain better access. He deepened the kiss and
sighed when Jensen’s lips parted, giving him the access that he so yearned for.
He darted his tongue inside the soft, warm mouth, playing with Jensen’s tongue,
suckling on it. He used his teeth and plucked on Jensen’s bottom lip; little
sounds of pleasure escaping from him.
Jensen placed his hands on either side of Jared’s waist and pulled the young
man closer to him, spreading his legs so that Jared could be as close as
possible. Feeling as if his neck was going to break off, as a result of the
angle, Jensen pulled Jared forward getting the young man to bent over. Jensen
used his feet, placing them behind Jared’s lower legs to get the younger man to
topple forward so that he was laying on top of him. Jensen encircled Jared with
his arms, pressing the young man tighter to his chest, increasing the kiss that
they were sharing.
Jensen stretched his arms, cupping Jared’s tight ass, kneeing the two perfect
mounts of flesh and then ripped the towel away, before placing his hands back.
Jared groaned when he realized Jensen took the towel off and he pressed himself
into Jensen’s embrace. “Need more,” he managed to get out. He tried to place
his hand between his body and Jensen’s body. He had to get rid of Jensen’s
clothes.
Jensen seemed to sense Jared’s need as he helped Jared in getting rid of his
clothes. Jared looked at Jensen’s body, it was so much more than he ever
imagined. He placed his hands on Jensen’s chest, letting his hands ripple over
the taught muscles before bending down and taking the nipple in his mouth. He
sucked on it, feeling the peak tightening up. Only when Jensen groaned of over
pleasure did he stop the assault. He worked his way down, kissing, nibbling,
licking his way until he reached Jensen’s navel. He dipped his tongue into the
round hole flickering his tongue in and out at a fast pace. Jensen wriggled
underneath him and Jared knew he was driving Jensen mad. He looked up. “You’re
very impatient, aren’t you?”
Jensen looked at Jared. “Maybe you must stop being such a tease.” He smiled and
his breath hitched when Jared placed his mouth over his throbbing member.
“Fuck, Jared.”
“What? Do you want me to stop?” Jared asked with a glint in his eyes.
“If you stop now, I’ll kill you, I swear.” Jensen threatened but without any
malice in his voice.
Jared dipped his head again and took Jensen’s dick into his mouth. He sucked
hard, increasing the pressure as he took it deeper in his mouth. He placed an
arm across Jensen’s abdomen, making sure Jensen did not move around. He used
his teeth, scraping both sides of Jensen’s cock before releasing the pressure
for the first time. Jensen’s dick popped out of his mouth, standing at
attention and Jared smiled at the sight in front of him.
“I’m going to let you cum with just my mouth on your dick. I’m not even going
to touch you’re balls or give any attention to that sweet hole of yours.” Jared
said before taking Jensen’s cock back into his mouth. He loved the smell of
Jensen, his pre cum slightly salty. He used his teeth again; it was clear that
Jensen like it a bit rough, he already saw the teeth marks on Jensen’s shaft
from his assault moments earlier. Jared licked at Jensen’s head, flickering his
tongue at the slit before biting down for a mere second and then replacing the
pain when he suckled hard. Jensen tried to wriggle again but Jared hold him
still, he was not finished with the man spread out beneath him.
Jensen was awakened from this intense dream when his cell phone started to
ring. He searched for his phone before locating it on the bedside table. Making
sure that Jared is still asleep next to him he answers it abruptly. “This
better be damn good.”
“Jensen, you need to get over here, we’ve got a situation.” Jim Beaver sounded
distraught over the phone.
“What’s happening?” Jensen was wide awake, any lingering thoughts of his dream
left his mind the instant he heard the troubled voice of his mentor and friend.
“Make sure Jared is safe and get here. I need to talk to you in person.” Jim
barked out.
“Damnit, Jim, tell me what’s going on. I’m not leaving Jared here if I don’t
know what’s going on.” Jensen knew he had to keep calm but first he had to find
out what was going on before he could even consider in leaving Jared here
alone.
Jensen could hear Jim taking a deep breath before he said “It’s the President,
Jensen, the President is dead. Jared’s father was announced DOA fifteen minutes
ago at a French Hospital.”
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter 4
Even two weeks later the words still rang in his ears… Jared’s father was
announced DOA fifteen minutes ago at a French Hospital. In those few seconds
that it took Jim Beaver to tell Jensen what the problem was, Jared’s whole
world collapsed around him.
Then…
Jensen left Jared asleep after he informed Jeffrey on what happened and went to
the White House on his own. Never in his whole existence did he ever think of
seeing the White House in such a state as he saw it then. Every light in the
Capital building was on, but although people were walking or running around up
and down the hallways it was eerie still. Those who had something to say did it
in hushed tones. People who noticed him looked at him with pity in their eyes.
They knew that he would be the one to tell the young twenty year old that he
was now an orphan.
He knocked only once on Jim’s door before entering the room. There were a whole
lot of suits gathered in the room, but Jensen looked for one man only and when
he found him he went straight to him. “What happened?”
“Still unsure, his security detail found him on the floor of his bedroom and
fifteen minutes later it was all over.” Jim sighed as he dragged his hand
through his short cropped hair.
“The Vice President?” Jensen asked, seeing some of her security detail in the
room.
“She will be sworn in as President in the next hour or so.” Jim answered.
“What about Jared?” Jensen had to know.
“He is still entitled to full protection and his security detail will be
increased, at least until after the memorial service. He will also need to move
out of the Presidential wing, but I now the Vice President will not be in a
hurry about that.” Jim headed over to side cabinet where he poured himself and
Jensen a shot of whiskey.
“Will you come with me when I tell Jared?” Jensen hoped the answer would be
yes, he needed his mentor to be there.
Jim nodded. “I’ll come with you. I’m sorry that you’re the one who has to deal
with all of this.”
“I know you are, but I rather let me tell him than one of those political
fools.” Jensen sighed; he had no idea in how to break this to Jared.
“How’s he doing otherwise?” Jim asked, concern filling his voice.
“It’s tough on him. He tries to be brave, but he’s scared shitless. And now,
now I have to go and tell him his father is dead.” Jensen emptied his tumbler
and placed it back on the cabinet. “Can I go or is there something else that
you need from me?”
“No, you were at the briefing. I’ll dispatch the rest of the security unit to
Morgan’s place in a few hours.” Jim answered taking note on how tired his young
friend looked.
“Thanks, I’ll speak to you later.” Jensen turned around, saluted the picture of
the now dead president hanging against the wall and walked out.
Now…
“Come on, Jay, you’ve got to eat something.” Jensen tried again.
Jared shook his head and pushed the plate away. “Not hungry.” He dragged his
knees up to his chest and stared out the window.
Jensen sighed but did not say anything further. He took the plate and placed it
in the kitchen before he returned to his seat. He was more than worried about
Jared. The memorial service was a week ago and since then Jared had withdrawn
into himself even more. On the day of the memorial Chad even threatened to
sedate Jared because the young man had shut down completely. In the end Jensen
got through to Jared and they went to the service in total silence. Chad turned
out to be a pillar of strength for Jared in these times.
The nightmares started the evening of the service. The little sleep Jared got
before the tragic death of his father now became nonexistent. He struggled with
his withdrawal, his emotions ranging from being depressed one moment to going
into a fit of rage the next. Jensen started sleeping with Jared as it was the
only thing that kept the young man grounded. Jensen just wished that Jared
would confide in him what the nightmares were all about.
When someone knocked on the door Jensen stood up and made his way over. Jared
did not even lift his head from his arms. Jensen smiles when he sees who’s at
the door. “I thought I told security not to let you in?” he joked before
hugging the two men in front of him.
“Well, Tom just smiled at them and they let us in.” Steve said, taking Tom’s
hand in his and dragged the young man behind him into the room.
“Yeah, and the fact that we came with Jeffery and Chad helped as well.” Tom
said as he looked over to where Jared was seated.
“Thanks for saying that.” Jensen remained standing at the door and waited
patiently for the other two men to come through the door. He hugged Jeffrey as
well and smiled at Chad.
Chad looked over his shoulder and shook his head. “Has he eaten anything?”
“By the look of things here in the kitchen I would say the answer to your
question is no.” Steve spoke up as he walked into the kitchen and looked at the
full plate of food.
Chad shook his head again. “Jensen, you’ve got to get him to eat something. He
can’t go around not eating. It’s now been a week that he’s not eating.”
“I know, Chad. I know. At least he drinks the protein shakes and he drinks
water, a lot.” Jensen indicated to the bottled water bottles standing around in
the apartment.
“Is he sleeping?” Jeffrey spoke up.
“Barely. He only lies down when I lay down with him and if I wake up in the
middle of the night he’s seated there. I don’t know for how long he’ll last,
Jeffrey.” Jensen sounded desperate.
“Jensen, I know you’re against this, but I need to sedate him. It’s clear he
can’t go on like this for much longer. His body needs the rest. He is barely
over his physical withdrawal symptoms. Hell, he needs to be on the Dolophine
for at least another couple of months and that in itself takes a lot out of his
body. The thing with the paparazzi; that was the last nail in his coffin.”
“I know, Chad, why do you think I moved him here? And on you wanting to sedate
him, after the last time you had to do that to him… I can’t help seeing his
eyes pleading at me to help him against you, but I held him down. I’m not sure
I can do it again.” Jensen sounded tired.
Chad placed a comforting hand on Jensen’s shoulder. “I know it’s tough on you,
but we doing this to help him Jensen, not to hurt him.”
“I know, Chad. It still remains difficult.” Jensen looked over at the young
man, it almost looked like Jared was nodding off.
“Do the two of you still sleep together?” Jeffrey asked, concern clearly
visible on his own face.
Jensen nodded. “Yeah, he’ll come to bed with me and will curl up against me,
but he never sleeps for long - ten minutes at the most.”
“What if Chad injects him while the two of you are on the bed?” Jeffrey asked.
“That could work, Jensen, what do you say?” Chad sounded hopeful.
Jensen only shrugged his shoulders. “It might work. It actually looks like his
napping where he’s seated. Okay, let’s do it.” Jensen walked over to Jared and
gently took him by the hand. When Jared resists, he whispers in his ear and the
younger man follows him docile like into the room.
“Okay, first step seemed to work. Let me get the good stuff out and prepare it.
I don’t want to give Jared the opportunity to get away.” Chad said as he filled
the syringe with a clear liquid. Making sure there’s no air trapped in the
syringe he walked towards the bedroom of which Jensen left the door ajar. When
he entered the room he made eye contact with Jensen and was glad to see that
Jared was laying with his back to the door. Jensen’s one hand rested on Jared’s
upper arm and as he rubbed the arm he made sure that he took the material up
with. Chad did not hesitate but injected the clear liquid quickly into the arm
and sighed in relieve when Jared only whimpered but did not open his eyes.
Jensen could see the drug getting to work on Jared. The young man’s whole body
seemed to relax, his breathing even out and became deeper. Soon it was clear
that Jared was sleeping deeply. He nodded his thanks to Chad but did not
relinquish his hold on Jared; in fact he pulled the young man closer to him in
his embrace, not wanting to let him go anytime soon.
                                    oo-0-oo
‘He’s back. He told me he would leave me alone, why’s he back? I didn’t do
anything wrong. I didn’t tell anyone.’ Jared moaned in his sleep. He kept on
seeing the face of the one man he never wanted to see again, but he was there,
he stood across from him at the open grave. Although his eyes were covered with
the special issued sunglasses Jared knew his blue eyes were piercing through
him. Jared could see the thin smile spreading across the man’s face. The
laughter sounded in his ears. It pierced through everything, windows shattered
with the sound. Jared tried to cover his ears but kept on screaming.
“Jared! Jared, come on wake up buddy, open your eyes for me, come on, Jared
time to wake up.” Jared heard the voice calling out to him, it sounded scared
but safe at the same time. With some difficulty he opened his eyes and looked
into the concerned eyes of Jensen.
“Gonna be sick.” Jared managed to say before the bile came up from his throat
and out of his mouth. He could not stop heaving.
“It’s okay, you’re okay.” Jensen kept on rubbing circles of comfort on Jared’s
back with one hand, while he kept Jared’s hair out of his face with the other.
He would clean up the bed and floor as soon as Jared felt better.
“Do you need help?” Chad asked. He’d woken up from Jared’s screams. It was in
the early hours of the morning.
“No, let me just get him to calm down and get over this bout of sickness.”
Jensen answered, not taking his eyes of Jared.
Chad nodded his head and moved into the bathroom before handing a washcloth
over to Jensen. “I’ll get something to clean the mess, see if you can move him
to the living room.”
Jensen nodded and used the cloth to wipe Jared’s face. “How you’re feeling, can
we move out of here for a while?”
Jared looked at Jensen but did not answer him. His eyes were glazed over.
“Jared, can you hear me?” Jensen started to get worried. He took Jared’s face
in his hands and tilted his head to have a good look at him. “Chad?”
Chad heard the concern in Jensen’s voiced and hurried over. “He’s in shock. Lie
him down in the recovery position.” Chad helped Jensen to lay Jared out on his
left side. “Keep on talking to him, he’ll respond to you.”
Jensen nodded his head and spoke softly to the young man. “You’re safe, come on
boy. Come back to me.” He sighed a sigh of relieve when he noticed that Jared’s
eyes were focusing again after a few minutes. His breathing became deeper and
he got some color back in his face. “Come on baby, focus on me.” Jensen wiped
Jared’s face again. This time Jared looked at him.
“Jensen?” He sounded confused.
“Hey, you okay?”
Jared nodded his head slowly. He wanted to answer when he remembered what he
dreamt about. ‘Michael is back. He told me… he promised he’ll leave me alone.
What does he want? Why was he at the service?’ “I need to get out of here.” He
tried pushing himself into a seating position.
“No, you’re not going anywhere.” Chad said from his back and pushed Jared back
onto the bed.
“You don’t understand - I need to get away, he’ll find me. Please, I need to
get away!” Jared struggled against Chad’s hold and shoved the doctor away.
“Wow, Jared, calm down. What’s wrong?” Jensen tried getting Jared to focus his
attention on him. He could see that the younger man was distraught.
“Please, Jensen let me go, please don’t let him get me. Please.” Jared grabbed
hold of Jensen, holding on to him, his knuckles white from the force he
applied.
“Jared, you’re not making any sense. Whom are you referring to?” Jensen had to
make sense out of what Jared was saying.
“Him, he’s back. Please I need to get out of here.” Jared pleaded again before
his eyes rolled back into his head and he went slack in Jensen’s arms.
“Jared!”
“It’s okay, Jensen, he just passed out.” Chad took Jared’s wrist in his hand,
checking his pulse.
“What the fuck, Chad? Do you know whom he’s referring to?” Jensen sounded
uptight. He got up from the bed and walked over to where his trousers were
hanging over a chair.
Chad shook his head. “I’ve got no idea. It could have been a nightmare. You
know he’s been having a lot of those.”
“This might have started out as a nightmare, but this, this was real. He is
terrified of someone, and I need to find out whom. This is now the third time
this week that he wants to get away from here. I only wished he would tell me
from who he is trying to get away.” Jensen buttoned his top shirt and moved out
of the room. “Keep him safe, I’ll be back in a few. I’ll let Patrick and the
rest of the security know that no one is allowed up here without my prior
approval.”
“Where you going?” Chad frowned.
“To look for answers.”
“Jensen, wait. I know you’re upset about what just happened. But think for
yourself, you’ve got nothing to go on, where are you going to start looking for
answers. You know that except for the security detail and Jeffrey with the two
lover boys, no one knows Jared is here in your apartment. He is safe here. You
also know that Jared will freak out if he wakes up and finds you gone. Please,
stay here. Talk to him again, give him time to make sense of all of this
himself, maybe then you can get the answers and then you’ll be able to help
him.” Chad pleaded, hoping to talk some sense into Jensen.
Jensen sighed deeply. He knew Chad had some valid points. He just felt so
helpless. “You’re right. I’m overreacting.”
“Good, now help me to move him to the guest room so I can clean up this mess.”
Chad indicated to the state of the room.
“I’ve got him.” Jensen said and bent down, picking Jared up in one smooth
movement. “Boy, you really need to start eating.”
Chad nodded. “After the death of his mom he also lost a lot of weight. His dad
was quite concerned about him. He was about ten pounds lighter than now.”
“You must be fucking kidding with me. He would have been only bones!” Jensen
sounded alarmed.
“He was and he didn’t want to listen to anyone, that’s way I’m hammering so
much on you to get him to eat. You’re the only one that seems to get through to
him.”
Jensen sat down next to Jared on the bed. He had to smile when Jared moved in
closer, making sure he touched the older man, even in his sleep he felt safe.
“He’s got me so madly in love with him, Chad. I can’t believe that I’ve grown
to love him so much over this short period of time. I’m scared that I’m going
to lose him. To his drug problem and now this, hell, I don’t even know where to
start to help him.”
“Jensen, you won’t lose him. I’ve know Jared for my whole life and if you think
you’re in love with him, I can tell you, you’re not the only one who’s in love.
I bet you that he’s kicking his drug problem for you. You made him aware of the
fact that there’s more to life than just being alive. If there is one person
who can get through to him, it’s you. Don’t give up hope on him.” Chad flicked
Jared’s hair behind his ear and looked into the sleeping face of his friend.
“Talk to him, he’ll listen to you.” Chad moved away from the bed and closed the
door behind him.
                                    oo-0-oo
Michael Rosenbaum looked at the building across the street. It took him more
than a week to find the place where Jared Tristan Padalecki was at. He could
not wait to get his hands on that boy again. Just thinking of the first time he
had Padalecki under his hands makes him want to cum so hard. He pressed his
palm hard onto his groin and took a deep calming breath. There will be more
than enough time to play, first he must make sure he gets hold of Jared alone.
He smiled as he remembered Jared’s face at the service the week before. He
could see the emotions playing across the young man’s face. First it was one of
shock. It quickly morphed into an emotion of pain and then angst mixed with
pure fear. Angst to get away from him but he knew as well as Jared did that he
had nowhere to run. It was just a matter of time before he got him where he
wanted him.
Michael remembered the first time he laid eyes on young Jared Padalecki. He had
just started as a protection officer with the secret service and was appointed
as one of the backup agents to Jared. He never thought he would see Jared
himself but fate played right into his hands.
Jared had slipped out in the early hours of the morning at one or other party
and Michael spotted him when he himself left a not so well received
establishment. He quickly took some pictures on his cell phone of Jared in a
very compromising situation and knew that he could use that against the young
man, especially in light of the fact that Jared only turned seventeen at that
stage.
Michael quickly became obsessed with Jared. He managed to get onto Jared’s
security detail and there the fun started. No one knew but he’s the one who
introduced Jared to drugs. Jared had a drug problem even long before the bitch
of his mother met her death. Hell, he even injected Jared’s first heroin, not
that Jared at that stage knew what it was. He did everything in his power to
gain control over the young man.
The time he pinned Jared to the wall at the back of that warehouse, he can
still see it so clearly in his mind. Jared tried to struggle but it was in
vain. Michael’s trousers were on his knees, his especially hard penis against
Jared’s hole ready to ride him rough as he thrust forward entering the tight
hole. He could still hear Jared scream of pain, the boy was so tight around
him. He was about to start a rhythm when that little brat of a Brandon Murray
showed up. Luckily, he took care of the snot nose problem and the best part –
Jared said it was his fault that the kid got killed.
Michael knew he lost control at that stage so after he made sure Jared was
hooked on drugs he moved on, and got himself appointed on the grand Mrs.
Padalecki detail. Then she had to go and fuck everything up. She got what came
to her.
He is plucked out of his musings when he sees the truck of Jeffrey Morgan
pulling up. He looked the man up when he first became aware of him. This ex
marine was not someone to take on lightly. It would be a pleasure to take him
down. Michael started his car and drove away slowly. He had to change vehicles
and then he will come back to put his plan into action.
                                    oo-0-oo
“Hey, you want to wake up for me, please? I really need to talk to you, and
you’re freaking me out here.” Jensen softly spoke to Jared, holding the younger
man in his embrace. He smiled when he saw Jared opening his eyes. “Are you
gonna freak out on me again?” Jensen asked, tucking Jared’s way to long hair
out of his face.
Jared shook his head and lean in closer to Jensen. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare
you.”
“You want to talk about it?” Jensen asked, never giving up hope that Jared
would open up to him.
“Just a nightmare, don’t want to talk about it if you don’t mind.” Jared leaned
into Jensen and kissed him lightly on the mouth.
Except for the two of them sharing a bed, their relationship started to grow as
well. They loved touching each other and Jared just could not stop kissing
Jensen. He loved to snuggle up to Jensen, to drift off to sleep in Jensen’s
arms, even if it was only for ten minutes. He never felt so safe before.
“You know this conversation will not go away even if you kiss me senseless.”
Jensen said although he pulled Jared closer to deepen the kiss.
“I can always try.” Jared answered, before kissing Jensen again. He sighed when
Jensen parted his lips and he could slip his tongue into Jensen’s soft mouth.
He played with Jensen’s tongue, plucking on his under lip making Jensen groan
with want. He darted his tongue in and out of Jensen’s mouth while he started
the same rhythm with his groin, rubbing himself against the older man.
Jensen encircled Jared’s body with his arms, pressing the young man closer
before turning them both so that Jared was laying on the bed with Jensen
between his legs. He slowly traced the lines of Jared’s face while giving him
butterfly kisses on his eyelids and mouth. He moved away when Jared tried to
deepen the kiss.
“You’re not playing fair.” Jared moaned as he tried to catch Jensen’s mouth.
“I didn’t know we were playing.” Jensen teased before shifting his attention to
Jared’s neck. He kissed him over the pulse points and sucked hard on Jared’s
Adam’s apple. Jared groaned out loud. Jensen knew he turned Jared on when he
did that.
Jensen took hold of Jared’s t-shirt and pulled it off the young man. He looked
longingly at Jared before darting down and taking one nipple in his mouth,
suckling on it while giving the same attention to the other nipple with his
fingers.
Jared sucked in his breath when Jensen started with his assault. He used his
hands to keep Jensen’s head on the nipple and dragged his long fingers through
Jensen’s short spiky hair. He kept Jensen’s head on the same nipple even when
the pleasure started changing into pain.
Jensen knew that he was over stimulating the nipple and that Jared was getting
off on the pain. He used a little force and lifted his head and looked into the
lust blown pupils of Jared. “You want to play rough?” He smiled, knowing Jared
hated it when he talked while they were playing around.
“Jensen, oh hell… please, don’t stop.” Jared tried to guide Jensen’s mouth back
to the same nipple but Jensen moved quickly and attacked the other one, sending
shocks of pleasure through Jared’s body. Soon the younger man was wriggling
beneath him again.
Jensen moved lower and nipped all over Jared’s body before starting his assault
on Jared’s naval. “Jensen please, I need more.” Jared moaned trying to get
Jensen to move lower. “For someone who hates to talk during play time, you sure
are vocal so early in the morning.” Jensen teased.
“You’re so not funny.” Jared pouted.
Jensen laughed. “Why don’t you just relax and enjoy the ride. I’ll make sure to
cover every inch of you.” Jensen placed his fingers underneath Jared’s
waistband of his boxers and started lowering the boxers ever so slowly. He
followed the down movement with his mouth, kissing Jared’s body on the way
down. He smiled when Jared’s erect penis jumped free. “Someone is happy to see
me.”
“Jensen…” Jared groaned as he felt Jensen getting up from the bed.
“Shh…” Jensen soothed Jared when the young man groaned as he moved away from
him. He threw Jared’s boxers to one side and slowly took off his own t-shirt,
making a show of it when he saw Jared watching his every movement. Only when he
stood naked before the young man did he lower himself between Jared’s legs
again.
Jensen kissed Jared full on the mouth again, hard, crushing their lips
together. He wanted to bruise Jared. He wanted the world to know that he was
the one who kissed Jared. Moving lower he bit into Jared’s shoulder, lapping
the bite mark, soothing it over. He loved the mark that already appeared, just
another way of branding this young man as his.
Jared felt Jensen biting into his shoulder. His hips arched upwards, he never
though he could get off on the kinky things, but what Jensen did to him, that
was just out of this ball park. Jared used his long fingers and traced Jensen’s
back. He circled the scar on Jensen’s shoulder, a bullet wound. He traced
Jensen’s spine and smiled when Jensen shuddered above him when he cupped his
tight ass and pressed him in closer to his own throbbing body.
Jared kneed Jensen’s full mounds of flesh playing with the two perfectly round
cheeks, dipping his finger in the crack and at the same time kissing Jensen’s
torso moving his hands over the narrow waist.
Jensen felt Jared’s hands moving along his back. The young man just knew where
to touch him. He swear he could get off by letting Jared just touch his spine.
He shuddered when Jared cupped him and nearly lost his breath when Jared dipped
his finger into his bum crack. He moved lower until he was almost off the bed
and out of reach of Jared’s long fingers. He wanted to give Jared pleasure, his
own pleasure could wait. Once again he calmed the young man down when he
whimpered out loud on losing out on touching Jensen.
Jensen started at Jared’s feet. Kissing each foot underneath, making sure that
each and every needle track he could see received a kiss. The first time he did
that Jared became upset and wanted to pull away. Now Jared understood. Jensen
did this because those marks were part of him and Jensen loved him, each and
every part of him. He made his way up Jared legs, licking him at the back of
his knees, pushing the young man down when he tried to sit up and make a grab
for Jensen. “Stay still, this is my play time.” He smiled, making sure that
Jared knew he wanted to do this for him. Jared nodded and lied back, grabbing
hold of the sheets, bundling them up in his fists.
Jensen spread Jared’s legs further apart. Starting at the left inside thigh he
kissed the track marks there before handing out the same treatment to the right
thigh, only then did he move to the throbbing member between Jared’s legs. Pre
cum already started leaking out. Using the tip of his tongue Jensen licked the
salty, almost bitter, unique taste of Jared clean before taking the mushroom
shaped head in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the whole head before
releasing it again. He had to look up. Jared’s eyes were closed, his fists
manhandling the sheets underneath him, his whole body covered in sweat. “Jared,
look at me.”
Jared could only shake his head. He wanted to pass out from the sensation that
Jensen caused. Only when Jensen called him for the second time did he open his
eyes.
“I love you. I want to become part of you.” Jared groaned. He understood what
Jensen wanted and he wanted to hear those words from Jensen since the first
time he saw the agent standing next to him in his bedroom. He could not get the
words out but nodded his head in agreement.
Jensen knew Jared was beyond words. He smiled when he saw Jared nodding. He
wanted Jared to take pleasure in this unique experience.
Jensen lowered his head again and took the perfect mushroom tip of Jared’s cock
into his mouth again. Suckling harder, making Jared squirm underneath him.
Relaxing his throat he went down on Jared, humming as he went, loving the feel
of Jared’s cock in his mouth. He bobbed up and down; releasing the penis with a
pop. He smiled when Jared cussed at him but silenced him to groans when he used
his tongue and traced the thick vein on the underside of Jared’s cock. He
nibbled at the sack and took the testicles in his mouth, one by one. Sucking on
them, turning them around in his mouth, loving the weight of them inside his
mouth. He moved up again, pushing his tongue into the slit, lapping up the pre
cum.
He took his hand and gently traced Jared’s penis with his finger, letting it
rest on the tip, gathering pre cum, lubricating his fingers before moving down
to Jared’s perineum. Making sure his fingers are well lubed he started circling
Jared’s hole. Taking it ever so slow. Making sure he does not enter the
puckered hole until he knows Jared will be totally relaxed. Only when he sees
the rim relaxing does he push the tip of his finger in. When Jared moans, he
stops, soothing again before sliding the first finger in, only until the first
knuckle. Then he came to a complete stop.
Jared’s whole body posture had changed. He was rigid from head to toe and there
was no sign of him enjoying the pleasure Jensen handed out to him. “Jared?”
Jensen sounded concerned. He gently removed his finger and moved up towards
Jared’s face. Tears were streaming down Jared’s face. His eyes closed as if he
was trying to drive images of demons away.
Jensen cupped Jared’s face and pried his hands away from his eyes. “Jared, calm
down, we don’t have to do this. I’ll never hurt you.”
Jared started sobbing. “It’s not you. I’m sorry, please don’t be mad at me, I
thought I could do this, please, I’m so sorry.” His whole body was shaking and
he tried curling himself into a small ball.
“How could I be mad at you, baby? You didn’t do anything wrong. Please, talk to
me.” Jensen tried soothing Jared. He tucked Jared into his arms, tightening his
embrace when Jared tried to move away.
“Please, don’t be so kind to me, just leave me. I really don’t need you to be
so understanding towards me. I led you on and now…” Jared shivered. He felt so
cold and alone.
“I’m not leaving you. You know you can talk to me. Please, let me help you.”
Jensen pleaded, as he rocked Jared back and forth to get him to calm down. It
seemed to work as Jared stopped shivering and his sobs turned to hiccups before
he calmed down all together. “Why don’t you try to sleep? I’ll stay here with
you.” Jensen said, kissing Jared softly on the lips. He smiled when Jared
closed his eyes and snuggled closer. He grabbed hold of the sheet and covered
them up, making sure he still held on tight to Jared.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jeffrey Morgan knocked on the apartment’s door. He knew it was still early, but
he had to talk with Jensen. When Chad opened the door, he smiled. He got to
know Chad over the last couple of weeks and he really liked the kid.
“Something wrong, Jeff?” Chad asked, as he tried to wake up. Chad was now also
living in Jensen’s apartment. It was convenient to have him close in case Jared
needed medical attention and his relationship with Jared started to heal again.
Jeff shook his head and handed a steaming cup of coffee over to Chad. “I have
something to discuss with Jensen before heading over to the site. Is he up?”
“I heard him moving around so I think he’ll be out shortly.” Chad answered as
he took a sip of the host strong coffee. “You’re my hero.”
“Nah, I just know that Jensen can’t brew a proper cup of coffee to save his own
life.” Jeffrey replied before hollering out to Jensen.
“Jeez, Jeff, why don’t you try waking up the whole neighborhood?” Jensen said
as he came out of the bedroom.
“How else did you expect me to get you out of there?”
“Have you ever considered knocking?” Jensen huffed. It was another long night
with Jared. The kid only drifted off to sleep about an hour ago.
“There’s no fun in that.” Jeff handed Jensen a cup of the good stuff as well.
“You’re forgiven.” Jensen replied as he sipped on his coffee. “So, why are you
here so early?”
“You moaned yesterday evening that you and Jared needed to get away. I pulled
in some markers and found the perfect spot for you. A hunter friend of mine
owns a cabin about four hours away. It’s one of the most peaceful places you’ll
ever find. It’s at your disposal for as long as you need it. And before you get
upset about security, that’s also not a problem.”
Jensen looked over the rim of his coffee at his oldest friend. “You’re
serious?”
“Why won’t I be? Take it, Jensen. It’s the ideal place for Jared to get away
from everything. He’ll be able to confront his demons and maybe he’ll even open
up to you. We all know he’s got some serious issues to sort out.”
Jensen knew he had to take Jeff up on the offer. After the disastrous early
morning they had two days ago he needed to get Jared away. Whatever it was that
was bothering Jared, was taking its toll. Jensen had to find out who this
person was who held so much fear over the young man.
“Okay, but let’s ease him into this. Can we all go for the weekend? I think he
would enjoy that. It’ll give him some more time to catch up with Chad and spend
time with Tom since they became good friends.” Jensen suggested.
“Brilliant idea, we can even leave this afternoon. I know the lover boys are
not doing anything, except working on my nerves. I’ll make the arrangements and
we can meet up later.” Jeffrey said as he headed out the door.
“Chad, will you go and see if Jared wants to eat something? I’m going to call
Jim. I need to clear this with him first.”Jensen said as he started looking
around the apartment for his phone.
“Jensen, I need to go and get some Dolophine for Jared to take with, I saw last
night that the vile was almost finished.” Chad reminded Jensen.
“Okay, give me some time to finish this up then you can leave.” Jensen said as
he started dialing Jim’s number. When he got hold of his boss he explained
their plans and made sure that the GPS in his phone and Jared’s phone were on,
so that they could be tracked at any given time.
After Chad left Jensen went back to the room. Jared was awake and Jensen sat
down on the bed next to him. “I thought you were still asleep.” He kissed Jared
softly, tucking the long hair out of Jared’s eyes.
“I woke up and you weren’t here.” Jared replied taking hold of Jensen’s hand
and placing it on his stomach.
“Jeff came and delivered some good news. We’re all going away for the weekend.
So you need to lift your lazy bones out of this bed and hit the shower. We need
to head over to the White House to get you some more clothes.” Jensen
explained, hoping that Jared would fall for the idea.
“Do we need to go away?” Jared asked. He was scared of leaving the apartment.
“Yeah, it will be good for you. The two of us are also staying behind at the
cabin and no, I’m not excepting any excuse from you.” Jensen said leaning in
and kissing Jared again.
“No, please don’t make me go. I can’t… I…” Jared started to hyperventilate. He
grabbed hold of Jensen’s arm and pleaded with him.
“Wow, easy there, Sasquatch. Everything will be all right. You need to get away
from all of this. It will do you good.” Jensen held Jared’s head between his
knees until the young man’s breathing eased out again.
“Don’t make me go, please, Jensen.” Jared pleaded.
“Hey, look at me. Nothing is going to happen to you. It will be only the two of
us, the two love birds, Jeff and Chad. When they leave after the weekend we’re
staying behind. I’m doing this because you need it. I’ll even ask Chad to
sedate you if necessary but you’re going with.” Jensen had no problem in using
threats to get Jared to come with.
Jared nodded. He knew Jensen will not be idle in his threats. “Will you go and
pick up my stuff at the White House? I really don’t want to go there.”
“Sure, I’ll go. Make me a list on what you want me to get for you. If you want,
I’ll also start making arrangements for the rest of your belongings to be
brought over to the apartment while we’re away.” Jensen suggested.
“You were serious when you said I could move in with you?”
“Jared, you’re part of my life, and if you’re not satisfied with this
apartment, we can go and look for something else together until the house is
finished and we move in there.” Jensen answered as he pulled Jared of the bed.
“Go and shower and have a look through your clothes, see what you would like to
take with. I’ll leave as soon as Chad returns.”
                                    oo-0-oo
“It’s so beautiful here.” Jared whispered. He could not take his eyes of the
scenery in front of him. The cabinet was set back in a clearing, surrounded by
the woods while the cabin overlooked the lake. The back of the cabin was
shielded by the mountains with a small waterfall a mile away that fed the lake.
“So, are you glad you came?” Jensen asked as he pulled Jared against him,
hugging the younger man close.
Jared nodded. They’ve been at the cabin for the past few hours and he has yet
to sit his feet inside the cabin itself. He was instantly drawn towards the
lake and within a few minutes of arriving he found himself seated on the deck
that stretched out into the lake.
“It’s getting cold, I know Steve started the fireplace, why don’t we go up and
enjoy the fire?” Jensen suggested.
“Can we stay here a little longer?” Jared pleaded. He wanted to drink
everything in, as if he was never going to see it again.
“You do realize that this view will be here tomorrow as well. It’s starting to
get dark so you won’t be able to see much in any case.” Jensen tried persuading
Jared.
“I know, it’s just so calm here. It feels to me as if I can breathe here.”
Jared tried explaining, not wanting to part with the scenery in front of him as
yet.
“Okay, I’ll go up and see what the rest of the gang is up to, join us later,
please?” Jensen decided to give Jared the space he so clearly longed for.
“Thank you.” Jared answered, turning his head to take Jensen’s mouth with his,
engaging him in an intense kiss.
When Jensen walked away, Jared sat down on the deck again, staring out at the
water. He felt at peace. He could understand why Jeffrey wanted him to come to
this place. It gave him the self-belief to take Jensen in his confidence and to
tell him about Michael Rosenbaum and the rape. It was time for him to start to
heal.
                                    oo-0-oo
Michael was livid with anger. When he returned to the Ackles apartment he was
surprised to find that there was no security detail around. He quickly went to
check the apartment out and realized that it was deprived of all life. He
ransacked the place, trying to find any indication of where they could have
gone to.
Not finding anything, he kicked out in anger. Turning over furniture, throwing
the TV on the floor, ripping closet doors from its hinges and then setting the
place alight.
He waited until the first flames licked at the blinds covering the widows
before heading back to his motel. He needed to gather some intel and he had to
find Jared. He will not let that little bitch escape from him. If Jared didn’t
know it by now, he would soon realize that he belonged to him. He would make
sure that Jared suffered for putting him through all of this trouble and he
knew just were to start… Special Agent - Jensen Ackles.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter 5
Jensen smiled when he looked down at the sleeping face of Jared. The younger
man was sprawled over him, his one leg pushed in between Jensen’s legs with the
other around Jensen’s waist. Jensen used his finger and drew the outline of
Jared’s face. It’s the first time he has ever seen Jared so relaxed, even in
his sleep. He only got Jared into bed in the early hours of the morning, he
stayed outside on the deck until Jensen went out and picked him up and carried
him to bed. He hoped Jared did not pick up a cold from being out so long.
When someone knocked on bedroom door, Jensen shifted and placed his hand on his
Sig laying next to the bed before whispering. “Come in.”
When Tom’s head popped around the door Jensen smiled again. “Is he still
sleeping?”
Jensen nodded. “Sorry, Tom, I only got him to bed about three hours ago.”
“What? Did he stay out there the whole night?” Tom asked. He wanted to spent
time with Jared to get to know him better.
“Yeah, sorry man. But I can promise you he won’t sleep for much longer.” Jensen
smiled, he could already feel that Jared’s breathing pattern changed, a clear
indication that Jared was starting to wake up.
“Good, I want him to come and take a walk with me, there’s a hunting trail
going up into the woods, I want to check it out.” Tom explained before he
headed out of the room again. “Oh, and breakfast is ready!”
Jensen shook his head. It was just the way Tom was. He was clearly send with a
message and he nearly forgot to deliver it. He was such a free spirit. Jensen
wondered sometimes how Steve coped with a person like Tom.
Jared looked up at Jensen and saw him smile. ‘He’s so fucking sexy.’ He leaned
forward and placed a kiss on the corner of Jensen’s mouth. “Morning.”
“Hey, did you sleep well?” Jensen asked and smiled as he wrapped his arms
around the younger man.
Jared nodded and tried to get up. He laughed when Jensen did not relinquish his
hold on him but turned him to pin him underneath his hard body. “Jen, something
I can do for you?”
Jensen dipped his head and kissed Jared on the mouth. He moved down and nipped
the younger man’s neck before drawing Jared’s Adam’s apple in his mouth,
suckling hard on it. He loved doing that.
Jared groaned when he felt what Jensen was doing. His fingers curled around
Jensen’s head, pushing Jensen’s head closer to his neck and tilted his head to
give the man better access.
Jensen shifted his body, making sure that he’s nestled between Jared’s legs. He
released the pressure on Jared’s neck and looked into Jared’s eyes. He was
seeking permission before taking this any further.
Jared knew what Jensen was asking, even if no words were spoken between the two
of them. He didn’t want to meet Jensen’s gaze. “I’m not sure how far we can
go.” He said in all honesty.
“We’ll take it slow. If you say stop, we stop. Is that okay?” Jensen wanted
Jared to know that he has no obligation towards him. He wanted to pleasure
Jared in any way he could. He smiled when Jared nodded and lowered his head
again, taking Jared’s mouth with his. Using his tongue to part Jared’s lips, as
he seek entrance into Jared’s warm mouth. He played with Jared’s tongue, using
his teeth to scrape Jared’s lower lip before sucking on Jared’s tongue. He
moved his kisses away, making his way down Jared’s neck. Licking and nipping at
the pulse point in Jared’s neck before going even lower, dragging Jared’s t-
shirt over his head and fumbling with his own.
Jared’s eyes were blown with lust. Jensen just had to look at him in order for
Jared to be turned on. He knew that Jensen would never do something he did not
like. That Jensen would protect him in any way possible. He whimpered softly
when Jensen stopped with the kisses but as soon as Jensen straitened he ran his
hands over Jensen’s abs, taking in the beauty of the man in front of him. He
used his nails, scraping them over Jensen’s nipples. Growing hard when he saw
the sensitive points puckered up. Jensen was always so responsive to his
touches. He spread his hands over Jensen’s torso, taking in the soft glow of
Jensen’s body, the tiny freckles making their way down to the centre of
Jensen’s being. He tried to sit up, to be closer to Jensen, but was pressed
back against the sheets. “Lay still.” Jensen growled bending down again to
start his sexual assault on Jared’s body.
Jared fisted the sheets, arching his hips when Jensen marked him - biting him
on the shoulder and lapping the soreness away with his tongue. “You’re fucking
killing me.” Jared moaned, releasing his grip on the sheets and encircling
Jensen with his arms.
“If I’m killing you then I must surely stop, can’t have you dying on me.”
Jensen stopped the suckling with his mouth, releasing the one nipple he had
between his teeth and sat up as to move away.
“Jensen, please, don’t.” Jared grabbed hold of the older man’s arms, pulling
him back to his body that was surely on fire. He pulled Jensen down on him,
taking his mouth in a deep kiss, plunging his tongue into Jensen’s mouth. He
needed to have contact with Jensen; he needed to taste the other man.
Jensen could feel the emotions rolling of Jared. He broke away, and looked into
Jared’s face. “Take it easy, I’m not going anywhere, I was just joking.”
“Not funny, please, I need you.” Jared replied. He needed the contact with
Jensen and bucked his hips to feel Jensen’s hardness against him.
Jensen lowered a hand and placed it between himself and Jared. He could feel
Jared’s erection through his boxers. He softly caressed the growing mount,
smiling as Jared used one of his hands to cover Jensen’s hand, trying to
increase the pressure. “Harder.” Jared begged. He needed it so badly.
Jensen used his other hand and moved it to Jared’s waistband of his boxers,
tucking at it and started slipping it down when Jared arched his hips of the
bed, making it easier for Jensen to lower it. With the boxers out of the way,
Jensen kissed the inside of Jared’s thighs. Breathing deeply, inhaling the
scent that was unique to Jared. “You’re, so fucking unbelievably beautiful,”
Jensen said, punctuating each word with a kiss. Even though he was not looking
at Jared, he knew that the younger man was blushing. Jared could not see
himself as Jensen saw him. He did need to put on some weight, but his muscles
was well defined, with a gold sheen over his body, making him one of the best
looking guys Jensen ever saw.
Jared started to squirm; he needed Jensen’s mouth on him. He needed to get
Jensen to stop talking. He arched his hips again, giving a clear indication to
Jensen that he was becoming impatient.
Jensen noted Jared not so subtle hint and took Jared’s leaking cock into his
mouth. He would have grinned if it was possible when he heard Jared’s sharp
intake of breath. He swirled his tongue around the tip, going as slow as he
could. He enjoyed the texture of Jared’s cock against his tongue. He started
sucking on the tip, applying pressure with his tongue against the head on every
other breath. He let Jared’s cock pop out and even before the young man could
react he bent down and took the shaft into his mouth. He placed a bracing arm
over Jared’s lower body as Jared bucked up trying to thrust himself into
Jensen’s mouth. Jensen bobbed up and down, hallowing his cheeks, taking Jared
into his mouth, down his throat up to the base. He came up slowly, using the
pressure of his tongue to lick the vein on the underside of Jared’s cock. That
enlisted another set of groans from the young man. Jensen released Jared’s
erect member, and pushed Jared’s legs further apart. Making sure that the young
man was still in the grips of pure lust he bent down and took Jared’s sack into
his mouth. He still could not get over the fact that it felt like Jared was
made to fit in his mouth. He rolled the one testicle in his mouth, then the
other, making sure he gave both of them the same amount of attention. When he
felt Jared’s balls pulling together he stopped his assault and placed a hand
over the base of the cock. “No, I’m not finished with you yet. You’ll only cum
when I tell you so, is that understood Jared?”
“Jared?” He called again when he received no answer from the young man.
“Please, I can’t take anymore.” Jared pleaded but felt relieved when Jensen
placed the hand at the base of his cock, limiting the blood flow to his already
over sensitive shaft.
“All in good time boy, all in good time.”Jensen smiled. Not releasing his hold,
he shifted his attention back to Jared’s naval, licking the round hole, lapping
at it with different strokes of different pressures. “I want us to cum
together, will you like that, Jared?”
Jared groaned and nodded, he was unable to talk. When Jensen moved up he
released the hold on Jared’s shaft. He knows that Jared will not cum now. He
sighed when Jared started kissing him on his body. He gasped when the young
man’s teeth found his sensitive nipples, taking one in his mouth, plucking at
it numerous times with his teeth. “You’re going to be the death of me one day.”
Jensen moaned.
It was Jared’s time to hand out pleasure. He took Jensen’s mouth, crashing it
with his own. He wanted to mark Jensen as Jensen has marked him. He sucked hard
on Jensen’s neck releasing it with a popping noise and smiled when he saw the
love bite clearly visible. He moved lower, licking Jensen on his way down. He
was glad when Jensen flipped them over, it was becoming difficult for him to
get to Jensen in the places he wanted to touch and taste him. Jensen was now
the one on the bed and Jared started tracing his fingers over Jensen’s torso.
One day he would like to just lay next to Jensen and count the freckles. He
knew he would be able to achieve pleasure out of that simple task. He lowered
his head between Jensen‘s thighs; this was new territory to him and he was
unsure what to do.
Jensen could feel Jared’s hesitation. He placed a comforting hand on Jared’s
head. “You don’t need to, Jared.”
“I want to, but not sure where to start.” Jared answered truthfully.
“Try what you would like me to do to you. If you don’t like it, then you don’t
have to do it.” Jensen suggested.
“I want to do this for you. You’ve been doing so much for me. I would like to
return the favor.” Jared answered.
“Jared, it’s not about favors. I love you and I’m showing my love to you in
that manner. You don’t need to do that. If you’re not ready then don’t force
this on yourself.” Jensen tried to gather Jared in his arms but the younger man
shook his head.
“Let me try.” Jared did not wait for an answer but lowered his head and softly
kissed Jensen on the inside of the thigh. He took a deep breath and was
surprised that he liked the scent of Jensen even more than he thought he would.
He started caressing Jensen’s legs, letting his huge hands travel over the long
legs, down towards Jensen’s ankles. He licked Jensen at the back of his knees
and took one of his toes into his mouth, suckling on it. He was surprised when
Jensen buckled underneath him.
“Shit, Jared. That’s so hot.” Jensen managed to say. He never thought that it
would be a turn on if someone would suck on his toes. Just the way Jared was
doing it was sending waves of pleasure through his body and into his already
over strained cock.
Jared was pleased when he heard Jensen’s words. He made sure that he suckled on
every toe and then moved back to Jensen’s thighs. “Too many clothes!” Jared
complained.
Jensen arched his back and let Jared help him to slip of his boxers. Jensen
laughed when Jared threw the boxers carelessly over his shoulder not seeing
when it landed askew over the bedside lamp.
Jared returned his attention to Jensen and worked his way over to Jensen’s
erect member. He knew Jensen was well endowed but he was not sure if he would
be able to take Jensen completely. Jensen must have sensed his unease. “Place
your one hand around my shaft at the base which will shorten the length.
Remember to breathe and don’t push me too far into the back of your throat,
you’ll only make yourself gag.”
Jared nodded and did what Jensen suggested. He lowered his mouth onto Jensen’s
cock. He was surprised about the taste. It was almost too salty but there was
something to the taste that was uniquely Jensen. He slowly took Jensen’s
perfect tip into his mouth and licked at it. He looked up when Jensen groaned
and for one moment he thought he had caused injury to Jensen until he saw
Jensen’s eyes. They were opened large, pupils blown with lust, the green part
almost gone completely. That gave Jared the confidence to go on. He took the
tip in his mouth again, dragging his tongue around the edge and then slowly
took more of the cock into his mouth. When Jensen moaned and griped onto
Jared’s long hair, the young man knew he was doing something right. He used his
tongue and licked the vein at the underside of Jensen’s cock before licking at
Jensen’s slit. He tasted the pre cum and wanted more. He tried going down on
Jensen more but as soon as the cock touched the back of his throat he wanted to
gag and had to release it quick.
Jensen quickly sat up when he heard Jared’s sound of distress. “Wow, easy
there, Sasquatch.” When he saw that Jared was okay, he took Jared in his arms
and let lay next to him; both on their sides, facing each other. He pulled him
close and started kissing him again. He traced his body with his hands before
taking hold of Jared’s penis. He gently started to stroke the cock, adding a
twist to every second down stroke and received pleasure in the fact that Jared
was panting slightly. He did not increase his speed but added his thumb to the
mix, flicking it over the tip, pushing it into the slit. Jared moaned against
him and Jensen shifted himself so that he was lying right next to Jared. He
placed his own hardened cock against Jared’s and squeezed them together. He
used his hand to stroke both before he took hold of Jared’s hand and guided the
young man to the two throbbing members standing erect between them. He placed
his hand over Jared’s hand and guided him in the movements. Soon both of them
were gasping with pleasure.
Jared wanted to hide his head in shame when he gagged on Jensen, but his shame
was turned into pleasure when Jensen pulled him up and started kissing him
again. He groaned out loud when Jensen took his cock into his hand and stroked
him. The unfamiliar hand and strokes used by Jensen felt to Jared as if he was
in heaven. He arched his back and wanted to scream out when Jensen used his
thumb to caress the tip and inserted it into his slit. “Jensen, please…” Jared
did not know what he was pleading for, but his whole body was tingling with
fire. He could feel every fiber in his body. He’d never seen colors as brightly
as he was seeing them now. The ecstasy increased when Jensen placed his own
cock against Jared’s and used both of their hands to pleasure them.
Jared loved the feel of Jensen’s cock against his own. Coupled with the hand
that covered his own, guiding him in the strokes made Jared even harder than he
ever thought he would get. “Jensen, I can’t, I need to cum.” He managed to get
out.
Jensen heard the need in Jared’s voice and only then did he increase the speed
in their movements. Soon he could see Jared’s on the brink. “Cum for me,
Jared.” Jensen whispered in the younger man’s ear before crashing Jared’s mouth
with his own to stifle the sounds that were coming from Jared as the first jets
of cum spurted out, covering their hands and bodies. The mere sight of Jared’s
explosion was enough for Jensen to follow behind, mixing his seed with Jared’s.
When the last tremble between them stopped Jensen struggled to get his own
breathing under control. He never had an orgasm like that ever before in his
life. “You okay?” He asked when Jared did not say anything.
Jared was beyond speech. His whole body was quivering with the after effects of
this experience. He felt so relaxed and could not keep his eyes open. When
Jensen addressed him he could only nod his head and felt his eyes close on
their own. He was not even aware of the fact that Jensen went to get a cloth to
clean the two of them before slipping back into bed and holding him close in
his arms.
“Look like we’ll be missing breakfast.” Jensen said before hugging Jared close
and let himself drift off to a blissful sleep.
                                    oo-0-oo
Michael cleaned his hands on a piece of cloth and looked at the body that lay
at his feet. He stepped around a pool of blood that was gathering underneath.
He was satisfied with what he achieved, in fact he got more than he bargained
for – he got to kill someone. That alone made everything good. He had to sneer
when he looked at the body. He would never have caved in from the pressure. If
it was his duty to keep someone safe, he would guard any information he had
with his life. Patrick Henderson clearly was not the person he thought. He
broke the man within the hour and he now had the coordinates to the whereabouts
of Jared Padalecki. It was time for him to play.
                                    oo-0-oo
“Jared, come on! The water is terrific!” Tom called out as he dived into the
pool beneath the waterfall. The two of them only got the chance to go on the
hike late in the afternoon and was surprised when they discovered this hidden
piece of heaven. Tom did not lose any precious seconds but pulled his clothes
off even as he made his way over to the edge of the waterfall before gracefully
diving in. From were Jared was standing he could see the bottom of the pool. It
was the clearest water he has ever seen before. He slowly followed the path
down the side to the bottom of the clearing; the pool was nestled between two
rock faces. The surrounding area was covered with gigantic trees reaching out
to the heaven and the sunlight that provided life to them. The ground was
covered in ferns, soft to the touch and the earth covered in moss. At the one
end of the pool a large boulder was protruding from the water and Jared made
his way over stepping on it and sat down, waiting for Tom to stop fooling
around.
“Come on, Jay, you’ve got to do this, it’s fucking terrific!” Tom threw hands
full of water into the air looking up as it rained down on him again. Seeing
that Jared was not going to join him, he slipped under the water and swam in
Jared’s direction. When he reached the boulder he grabbed hold and pulled
himself up. He laid down next to Jared not embarrassed with his own nudity in
any way.
Jared looked over at his young friend as Tom sprawled out next to him. He had
an amazing body, tanned in a deep golden color from head to toe, not an inch of
white on his body. Jared turned his head and admired Tom’s ass.
“You can stare but you can’t touch, it belongs to Steve.” Tom said as he saw
Jared’s gaze on his back side.
“Sorry.” Jared turned red he did not want to be caught out looking Tom over.
Tom laughed. “Nothing to be sorry about. I’ve got a great body; it makes me
proud if you check it out.”
Jared only nodded his head and turned away, not wanting to be caught stealing
glances at Tom’s body again. He was impressed with what he saw but when he
looked at Tom he did not feel any emotion inside him. To him Jensen’s body was
the one that could turn him on. Just thinking of Jensen made Jared wanted to
get up and head back to the cabin. Tom must have read his mind because as soon
as the thought entered his mind Tom spoke up. “Let me dry off here in the sun
then we can head back, if you like.” He said over his shoulder as he turned
over on his back. He placed his hands under his head and looked over to Jared.
“So, how you’re feeling?”
“Better, the Dolophine really works.” Jared answered. He kept quiet for a
second before speaking up again. “Tom, I need…” Jared sighed; he did not know
how to start this conversation.
“Jared, I think I know what you want to say. You can correct me if I’m wrong
but I don’t think I am. But, before you answer me, I don’t want the details
that you must tell Jensen. What I can tell you is that Jensen will be there for
you each step of the way. We all can see how deeply in love he is with you. He
is not only your body guard Jared, trust him.” Tom scooted over, taking his
boxers from Jared and pulling them up.
“How do you know what I wanted to say?” Jared asked. He was glad that Tom
started this conversation.
“I know that look. You’ve been raped. You think you’re hiding it from
everybody, but you’re not. It’s the small things that give you away. You’ve got
an amazing body, but you’ve got no confidence in it. You are over six foot tall
but you haunch your shoulders when you walk; trying to make yourself invisible
to others. You want to be touched by others, especially by Jensen, but at the
same time you shy away. There’s a lot more I can mention to you, but you know
what I’m talking about. You need to get that of your chest. Speak to Jensen,
take him into your confidence, he is the one who will get you through this. He
loves you Jared, he will not abandon or blame you in any way.”
“What if it was my fault?” Jared mumbled as he lowered his head into his hands.
“Jared, I can promise you. It was not your fault. No one asks to be raped. I
know you did not ask to be raped. Jensen will help you. Steve, Jeff, Chad and
I, we will all help you. Take the first step, confide in Jensen.” Tom hugged
the man next to him close when Jared started to sob. “You’ll be okay. We are
all here for you.”
Jared nodded his head and rubbed his hands over his face. “Can we head back,
please?”
“Sure, let’s go. I need to go and fetch Steve, I’m in need of some hot raving
sex with my boyfriend and I know of the perfect place.” Tom laughed as he
placed his arms around Jared and the two of them started back towards the
cabin.
                                    oo-0-oo
Michael lowered the binoculars and slammed his fist into the side panel of the
rental. He thought that he would only find Jared and Jensen at the cabin. He
did not bargain on finding Jeff, the other two pricks, as well as the prim and
proper Chad Murray there. He knew he would have no problem in taking them out
but that meant he would have less time to play with Jared. It made him furious.
Making sure again that his vehicle could not be seen from the road or from the
side of the cabin, Michael lifted the backpack onto his shoulder and headed
into the woods. He had a stiff hike ahead of him since he was going to circle
the cabin, coming in from the back. He knew that Jensen would take Jared out
that side, so he needed to set up a few traps before heading back and launching
his attack from the front. By midnight tonight Jared Padalecki will be his
again.
                                    oo-0-oo
“Jensen, stop pacing. You’re like a wild cat in a cage.” Steve spoke up. He was
stretched out on one of the deck chairs reading.
“Something is not right. Do you know when Tom and Jared will return?” Jensen
turned looking over to the path that the two young men used when starting off
on their hike.
“Jensen, calm down. There’s nothing wrong, it’s just your imagination. Tom said
they’ll be back before dinner, so relax it will still be a while before they
get back.” Steve replied. He hated seeing Jensen so uptight.
Jensen nodded. Steve was right; it’s his imagination, that, together with the
fact that he could not see Jared. He hated not having Jared in his sights. That
on its own made him feel on edge. He still could not believe the difference
between the young man he first saw in his bedroom at the White House and the
young man who lied sprawled out next to him in bed this morning. If he had
known that it would have made such a huge impact on Jared he would have hauled
him off to the bushes earlier. If Jared would now only confide in him, speak to
him.
Jensen stopped pacing when Jeff spoke up from behind. “Jensen, why don’t the
two of us go and see if we can catch some fish. We want to head out early
tomorrow morning so there would be no time then.” Jeff indicated to the fishing
poles he already placed next to the side of the door.
Jensen looked back at the trail going up the mountain and then shrugged his
shoulders. “Sure, maybe it will keep my mind from going stir graze.”
“I don’t know why you’re so uneasy. Tom is a good shot and you yourself made
sure he packed when the two of them left here.” Steve replied.
“I know, Steve, but it’s not the same.” Jensen said as he dragged his hands
through his short hair.
Jeff laughed. “Jensen, you’re really have it bad, don’t you?”
“What you’re talking about?”
“Don’t play dumb Jensen, you’re so in love with that boy and you’re jealous
that he’s spending time with Tom and not with you.” Jeff teased his friend,
throwing his arms around Jensen’s shoulders and started dragging him off
towards the lake, not giving Jensen a change to reply.
                                    oo-0-oo
Chad looked up when he saw Tom and Jared entering the cabin. “You’re back, did
you enjoy the hike?”
Jared smiled. “It was awesome. I could stay here forever. I want to take Jensen
along next time. We found this hidden waterfall and I know he would love it.”
“You can go later when we’re back, I’m taking Steve first.” Tom joked as he
looked around to see where the others were.
Chad saw him and answered. “Jeff and Jensen went to fish and your boyfriend is
out on the deck.”
“Thanks, Chad.” Tom hugged Jared and went out to get Steve. He had a very hot
date planned for the two of them.
Chad looked at where Jared stood next to the door. “You looked relaxed. I’m
glad to hear that you loved it.”
Jared turned and sat down next to Chad on the couch. “When Jensen told me that
we’re coming here I did not want to come. I only wanted to stay in his
apartment and feel sorry for myself. This place made me realize that I need to
start sorting out my life. Chad, I…” Jared stood up and paced the room. “The
last time we saw each other, I… It… We parted with me being an asshole. You
only wanted me to tell you what happened with Brandon and I ended up saying
some stuff to you that I regret. I know I still owe you answers over Brandon’s
death but I’m asking you to give me time to speak to Jensen, to tell him…“
Jared turned around and walked over to Chad. “You’re my best friend in this
world. You’ve known me since both of us were still in diapers. Please, I need
you to be part of my life, to be my best friend again.”
Chad lowered his head and sighed. “Jared, I’ve never stopped being your friend.
I only wanted to know from you, who were responsible for my little brother’s
death. I know you were not, but you know who it was. The fact that you’re
willing to share that with me means a lot.”
Jared stared at Chad. “I’m sorry for all the grieve that I put you through.”
Chad smiled. “It’s okay. Why don’t you go and look Jensen up, I know he’s been
walking around here like a mother bear with her cub missing, he’ll be glad to
see that you’re back.”
Jared laughed when he heard how Chad described Jensen. He missed Jensen as well
and he needed to see him. He wanted to tell Jensen how much he loved him and
tomorrow when the others went back to the city, he would tell Jensen
everything.
                                    oo-0-oo
Using the last hand grenade and securing the pin, Michael stepped back and
looked at his handy work. All the traps he made were there for one goal only -
to injure. He did not want to kill any one, he would torture them, leaving
Jensen for the last before killing him in front of Jared. Only then would he
really start playing with Jared.
Michael made sure that all his tracks were covered and left silently. He looked
at his watch and smiled, he still had some time to spare. He slowly made his
way over the ridge and looked down at the cabin nestled between the trees. He
was so close to the cabin that he did not even need to use the binoculars to
see where Jared was speaking to Jensen at the lake. The rage wanted to explode
from him when he saw Jensen leaning in and kissing Jared, dragging the young
man into his arms, pressing him against his body, slowly grinding his groin
area against Jared’s.
‘How dare he, Jared belongs to me. I’ll make him suffer!’ Michael grinds his
teeth together, gripping some of the ferns, pulling them out of the ground. He
could envision on how he would kill Jensen. Just thinking of the pleasure he
would acquire from that deed made him smile in anticipation.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen stared at Jared as the younger man sat across from him. They just had
dinner and everyone was relaxing outside. Jared’s eyes were closed and he was a
bit pale. He confessed to Jensen that he was okay up to dinner time when he
started craving a fix. Chad injected Jared with the Dolophine, but Jensen could
see that Jared was having difficulty.
“Come on, let’s go to bed.” Jensen stood up and pulled Jared from his seat.
“We can stay if you want to.” Jared answered, not wanting to take Jensen away
from his friends.
“I don’t want to, so come one let’s get you to bed.” Jensen smiled and hugged
Jared close. “You’ll feel better in the morning.” He whispered and kissed Jared
on the mouth.
Jared smiled and leaned closer. “I love you so much. I’m not sure I deserve
you.”
“Don’t doubt yourself, and I love you more. So, what you say, coming to bed
with me?” Jensen asked again. He wanted to get Jared to bed; he had a few ideas
of his own on how to let Jared forget about his craving.
Jared nodded and walked off with Jensen. He saw something in Jensen’s eyes that
made him believe that sleep was not going to be high on the agenda, not yet.
                                    oo-0-oo
Michael took the night vision goggles away from his eyes and for one moment he
himself could not see anything. ‘I’m not going to make that Ackles suffer, I’m
going to kill him the minute I lay my hands on him. He has no right to take
what belongs to me.’ Michael could not get the images out of his mind. He saw
how Jared was spread out on the bed with Jensen on top of him, taking the
younger man into his mouth and riding him hard with his mouth. He could see the
pleasure waves that sped through Jared and he knew the instant the young man
cum. The image of Jared’s cock spewing his life essence into Jensen’s mouth
made Michael more than just hard, he could fuck Jared into next week without
stopping once.
Looking at his watch, Michael knew that the time has come. He already took care
of the vehicles, so he was not scared that any of his intended victims would be
able to escape in that manner. The cabin’s electricity was supplied by an
outside generator. That was Michael’s last stop; once the generator was taken
care off he would come out and play.
He quietly slipped into the store room where the generator was kept and went to
work. Using a flashlight he made quick work on sabotaging the generator making
sure he took care of the backup generator as well. When he generator started
spurting and Michael could hear that it’s winding down he quickly got out and
crept to the side of the cabin where he would await his first victim.
                                    oo-0-oo
“What the fuck?” Jeff muttered when the lights started flickering in his room
before it went completely dark. He stood up and grabbed the flashlight that was
next to his bed. “I’ll go and check it out” he called when he heard Steve
moving around in the other bedroom.
“Sure you don’t want me to come with?” Steve enquired.
“Dude, you’re a moron when it comes to generators, so I’m sure I don’t want you
to come with me.” Jeff laughed as he walked pass the bedroom door to go out of
the cabin. Jeffrey closed the backdoor behind him and for one moment wished he
took his Glock with him. He considered to turn back but then shrugged his
shoulders and kept on walking to where the generator was. When he heard the
twig snap behind him he spun around looking for whatever made the noise behind
him but there was nothing there. “Scared of nothing are you, Jeff my man?” he
whispered to himself before entering the store.
“What the fuck?” Jeff cursed when he saw that there was a hole in the tank, all
of the gas leaked out of the tank. “How the hell did that happen?” He scratched
his head and looked around for any indication that the generator was tampered
with.
“Easy, that’s how.”
Jeff spun around trying to find the voice in the dark that surrounded him. “Who
the fuck are you?” He gripped the flashlight as a weapon and stared into the
dark.
“Just someone who came to claim that what belongs to him.” The voice said
again, this time from the other side.
“Why don’t you come out and show yourself.” Jeff asked as he backed up out of
the store room. He had to get into a fighting position; the space inside the
store room was too small to start a fight in there. He also had to let Jensen
know what was going on. Whoever this person was; was there for only one reason
– Jared Padalecki.
Michael moved in low and tackled the older man to the ground before raining the
first punches on Jeff. He got in a few lucky shots, hitting Jeff on the side of
the face and had the pleasure of hearing the cartridge snap in Jeff’s nose. He
got in a few body shots before he was heaved into the air and tossed to the
side. Within seconds Michael was in a fight that came as a challenge to him. He
had to keep on his toes and out of reach of the long arms of Jeffrey Morgan. He
smiled; he knew he would enjoy this fight. Unfortunately for Jeff, Michael
never fought fair, and as the older man ran forward to tackle him to the ground
again Michael took out the weapon and shot him at blank point range. When the
older man sank to the ground, stunned expression on his face, Michael smiled
again. “One down, five to go.” He took Jeff by the ankles and dragged the man
to the back of the store room. “I’ll get you later.” Michael left the body
after making sure that it would not be discovered and headed back to the side
of the house.
He smirked when he saw that Jeff did not lock the door. He was about to enter
when he saw a shadow heading to the door. Silently he crept back into the
shadows.
“Jeff, do you need some help?” Steve called out into the dark. He waited and
frowned when he received no answer. “Jeff!” He called out again. “Shit man,
where the hell are you?” Steve frowned before heading back into the cabin to
find a flashlight before heading out again.
“Tom,” Steve said as he entered their bedroom. “I’m going to check on Jeff.”
Tom nodded before getting of the bed. “Do you think it’s something to worry
about?”
“Not really, I think the fool most properly did not hear me calling him and
he’s tinkering away on the generator. I’ll be back before you know it.” Steve
leaned in and kissed Tom softly on the lips. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
“Can’t wait for you to come back, hurry up.” Tom wanted to pout, he was still
hard and now he had to wait for his release.
Steve laughed, took the flashlight and headed out the room towards the backdoor
of the cabin. He walked with confidence towards the generator and called out to
Jeff again. “Come on old man, answer me, where are you?”
When he received no answer Steve looks around dumbfounded. He was about to move
forward when a shadow passed across him. “Who the hell are you?”
“What’s with all the questions, how many times do I need to repeat myself! I’m
here to collect what belongs to me.” Michael spoke up as he swung the shovel
into Steve’s knees sending the man before him to the ground. Swiftly he brought
it up back again and hit him at the back of the neck, sending the man on his
knees flat on the ground. He hit him again before turning him over and shooting
him. He ended the assault with a few good aimed kicks to the ribs. The attack
was over in less than a minute; Steve never had a chance to defend himself.
Michael moved the body to where Jeff was laying and cuffed the two men
together. “Don’t go anywhere ya hear, I’ll collect you later.” Michael said
before disappearing into the night again.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen looked at the sleeping Jared next to him before slowly getting out of
bed, making sure Jared did not wake up. He picked the Sig up and made sure the
weapon was loaded before he stepped out of the room. He heard both Jeff and
Steve leaving the cabin and could not understand why they have not returned
yet.
He knocked on Chad’s room and entered. He could see the outline of Chad seated
on the bed. “You know how to use a weapon. Keep an eye out for Jared. If I’m
not back within five minutes take Tom and Jared and get the hell out of here.
Use the back trail and head up the mountain until you’re high up enough to get
a signal then call for help. Make sure Jared is safe.” Jensen instructed Chad
as he handed him one of his spare firearms.
“You think something is wrong?” Chad asked, as he stood up and dressed in his
jeans and shirt.
“Not sure, but I still need to go and check things out. Oh, and don’t come out
to check on me, use Tom’s bedroom window to get out of the cabin. Don’t look
back; don’t try to play hero, just please get Jared to safety.”
Jensen did not give Chad the opportunity to reply but left the room as silently
as when he entered it.
Chad wasted no time but went and collected Tom first. Both of them made sure
their firearms were loaded and waited on the outside of Jensen and Jared’s room
for the time to run out.
“Do you know what’s going on?” Tom whispered as he kept low to the floor.
“Not sure, but Jensen thought something was wrong otherwise he would not have
gone out and told us to get out of here.” Chad replied.
“You know Jared is not going to come silently.” Tom said and indicated with his
head to the door behind him.
“Don’t remind me. I’m not sure how we’re going to get him out of here.” Chad
was concerned about Jared wanting to go out and help Jensen.
Tom wanted to answer when the silence around them was shattered with the sound
of shots fired. Both of the men took that as their cue and stormed into Jared’s
room just as the young man started to yell for Jensen.
“Jared, keep calm. We need to get you out of here.” Chad placed a bracing hand
on Jared’s shoulder as the young man tried hitting him with a fist.
“Chad?” Jared sounded confused. “What’s going on?”
“Were not sure, but Jensen said we must get you out of here and that’s what
we’re doing.” Tom answered as he grabbed Jared’s jeans and threw it at him.
“Get dressed, we need to get out of here.”
“Where is Jensen? I’m not leaving without him.” Jared said still trying to make
sense of everything around him.
“He left to check on Steve and Jeff and you heard the shots, we need to get out
of here.” Chad tried to explain but knew he was making things more complicated.
“I don’t understand, what’s going on?” Jared was beginning to panic. He needed
to get to Jensen.
Tom must have sensed the mood change in Jared and embraced the man against his
chest. “Listen to me, we’ll explain later, know we really need to get you out
of here, okay?”
“I don’t understand. It’s not making sense.” Jared tried to move away from the
embrace of Tom.
Chad stepped in and cupped Jared’s face. “Listen to me. I know this is all very
confusing, but we need to get out of here, can you do that?”
Jared heard the urgent tone of Chad’s voice and nodded his head in agreement.
“Okay, I’ll go with you, but where we going?”
“Jensen said we must take the back trail and head up into the mountain until we
could get a signal and then to call for help.” Chad explained as he handed
Jared his sneakers.
“Why can’t we use one of the vehicles?” Jared asked.
“Don’t think they would work. But we’re wasting time, we need to get going.”
Tom pulled Jared in behind him before heading over to his bedroom. He was
worried about Steve; but knew that Steve, together with Jeff and Jensen could
take care of themselves. In any case, he together with Chad had to make sure
Jared is safe, before he could start panicking about Steve. He climbed out
first and after making sure it’s safe he indicated to Jared to get out. Chad
followed lastly.
                                    oo-0-oo
None of the three men were aware of the single figure that followed them into
the night. Michael smiled at himself. Things went down even more smoothly than
he thought. He might have ended up with a bullet wound through his arm but he
already bandage it up and pain was always part of the game. He was in any case
better off then special agent Jensen Ackles.
After making sure that the three young men were indeed on the path that they
needed to be on Michael turned back to set the last part of his plan into
operation. He used some of the oil lamps to light up the spacious living room
before clearing all the furniture out of the room. Next he went to collect his
special play things, from where he had hidden them and placed them on the floor
in the middle of the room. Only then did he move out of the house again and
collect his cargo.
“What the fuck, no!” Michael kicked out at the two men laying unconscious
before him. Jensen Ackles was no longer there where he left him. He would make
sure these two men suffer even more than he first intended. Michael scanned the
area but the blood trial stopped beyond the first trees. Michael swore again.
He was on a tight schedule and could not let Jared slip through his hands.
Hopefully the wounds to Jensen were serious enough to kill the man before he
got out of this area.
He took the two remaining men and entered the living room with them before
dumping them unceremoniously onto the floor. He quickly cuffed both Jeff and
Steve to a pillar at the side of the sliding door. The two men had a clear view
of the middle of the room. Michael looked at his watch and noted that it was
time to collect his other three charges. He knew that the trap he set for them
would work perfectly and within the next hour he would be back with the last
three men before his show could begin.
                                    oo-0-oo
When the three young men hit the trail, Tom made sure that he stayed in front
of Jared. They used the flashlight sparely, not wanting to attract any
unnecessary attention to themselves. Chad had to stop Jared twice from turning
back. He did not want to leave without Jensen.
“Please, Jensen is hurt, I can feel it. We need to go back and help.” Jared
tried getting away from Chad again sidestepping the other man and making it
down the trail again.
“Jared, stop it.” Tom whispered out fiercely and grabbed Jared by his shoulder.
“I know Chad packed a first aid kit, and if you continue with this nonsense of
turning back I’ll help him to sedate him and I’ll carry you out of here. You’re
placing us all in danger with this behavior.”
“You don’t understand, I can’t lose him.” Jared pleaded.
“Jared, please. I left Steve down there; I’m also worried but we need to get
you out of here. None of us are trained for any combat situation. Steve, Jeff
and Jensen can take care of themselves. They’ll be all right. Now, please come
on, we’re wasting time.” Tom argued not releasing his grip on Jared’s shoulder.
Jared nodded and turned back. “Okay, let’s get out of here.”
Both Tom and Chad sighed sighs of relieve, things would go much smoother with
Jared going along willingly.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen became aware of the burning sensation on his right side and groaned out
in pain. When he tried to sit up he realized that he was cuffed to something.
As he turned his head he saw that he was cuffed to Steve. On the other side he
could make out the form of Jeff. Jensen tried to get the two men to respond to
him but without success. He saw only bruises on Steve and could not see any
life threatening injuries. In fact it sounded to him like both of his friends
were asleep. ‘He must have drugged them.’ Jensen shifted and had to stifle a
groan when shards of pain shot through his body again. He ignored the throbbing
pain and got to work. Slowly but surely he managed to work a lock pick out of
his jean’s waistband. He cursed silently when the tool slipped out of his
bloody fingers but managed with some difficulty in picking it up from the
ground. It was becoming more difficult for him to control the instrument.
Jensen took a calming breath and tried again. This time he wanted to shout out
with joy as he heard the one cuff clicking open. Within mere seconds he was
released from the second cuff.
Jensen had to sit down again as a wave of vertigo took hold of him as he tried
getting up. “Fuck, this hurts.” He pressed his hands to his side and felt the
blood oozing out of the wound. ‘I need to get this blood stopping, but first I
need to get out of here.’ Making sure that both Jeff and Steve were still
breathing Jensen pulled of his t-shirt, swearing softly as he did and pressed
the bundled up piece of material against his side, setting off into the trees.
Making sure that he cleared some distance between himself and the cabin,
keeping out of sight, Jensen came to a halt besides a fallen tree. He was dizzy
and knew he lost a great amount of blood. Tearing the t-shirt into strips Jared
tied it around his waist. He knew that he had to get help quickly. He was
bleeding out and didn’t have a lot of time left. He just hoped that Jared was
still alright.
When Jensen was sure that he could walk again he slowly stood up and walked
deeper into the trees. He was heading east, he had to get help. As he made his
way up the mountain his head snapped back when he heard an explosion go off,
followed within seconds by another.
“JARED!” Jensen screamed, as he turned around and headed in the direction of
the blasts. Not caring where he stepped, and with all the blood he lost Jensen
did not notice when he tripped over a log which send him head first down the
steep incline. He rolled down and came to a halt at the bottom with a sickening
thud. “Jared” he called out again before the dark spots that danced in front of
his eyes took over and he slummed into darkness.
                                    oo-0-oo
Tom was still leading the three young men up the trail when his right foot
caught something and he came to a complete stand still. “Guys, we’re fucked.”
“What’d you mean?” Jared asked as he stepped closer.
“No!” Tom shouted, as he indicated to Jared and Chad to stand still. “I’ve
tripped a wire, this is a fucking trap.”
Chad pointed to Jared to stay put and slowly made his towards Tom, coming to a
halt a few feet from him. “Can you see what the wire is attached to?”
“Yeah, a bloody hand grenade.”
Jared sucked in his breath. “Can’t you just step back?”
Tom shook his head. “No, one move from my side and this whole thing goes off.”
“What do we do?” Chad asked, concern clearly visible on his face.
“You need to take Jared and get out of here, make sure where you step.” Tom
replied.
“No! I’m not leaving you here. There’s got to be a way out of this.” Jared
dragged his hands through his hair.
“Jared, calm down. I’m all right here. You and Chad need to go and get help.”
Tom tried reasoning with Jared.
“No, no. Not leaving you here.” Jared shook his head, clearly distraught about
the situation. He was having difficulties in taking control over his emotions.
He wanted Jensen to be here and now Tom was stuck in the middle of fucking
nowhere with a freaking booby trap.
Chad knew he had to get Jared to calm down. As he started forward Jared stepped
back. There was a sound of something that snapped and Chad saw in slow motion
as Jared fell backwards, a mere second before an explosion rocked the earth
around him. He was thrown off his feet at the impact and as he traveled through
the air he heard a second blast before darkness claimed him.
As the dust settled down the three young men lied sprawled out on the forest
floor. Blood covering the three, none of them moving.
                                    oo-0-oo
Michael laughed out loud when he heard the two explosions. His trap was sprung.
Soon he would have Jared, soon the games will begin.
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter 6
Warning: Please, this chapter contains sexual torture and violence, you've been
warned.
Jensen awoke slowly, grabbing his side as the pain shot through his body. For a
moment he could not remember what happened but then the events slipped back
into his mind. Checking that he had no broken bones he slowly made it to his
feet. He had a headache from hell. He must have hit his head as he went down
the hill. But he will worry about that later; he needed to get to Jared. It was
at this stage that he also realized that he’s been out of it for hours. It was
already starting to get lighter in the east.
Taking care where he walked, Jensen slowly made his way over rough terrain to
where the explosions occurred. Each step placed him in excruciating pain, waves
of dizziness sweeping over him.
Jensen screamed out in frustration when he reached the area. There were clear
indentations on the ground where the three young men were laying before. There
was blood, already soaked into the earth but visible. Jensen also found one of
Jared’s sneakers covered in blood. Another dizzy spell saw him toppling over
and he had to grab hold of the tree next to him to stay upright. There were
some clear tire tracks that looked like a four wheeler. From the tracks Jensen
could established that it came back more than once.
Painfully and slowly Jensen made his way back down the trail as it was clear
that the tracks lead back to the cabin. He had to stop every few minutes, not
only to get his breath back, but to try and stop the bleeding that started up
again. He tried keeping his mind of Jared by thinking on how he would rescue
the young man and his friends. Any idea of getting help went out of the window
the moment Jensen heard the first explosion going off. He needed to establish
how many people were involved in this attack. He once again wished he got a
good look at the one who attacked him outside the cabin but it was too freaking
dark to see anything clearly. Jensen knew that his attacker was wounded; he
only hoped it was bad enough to keep him out of the game.
As he reached the cabin Jensen hid behind a boulder trying to establish how
many people there were and what was his best option. The cabin was covered in
darkness except for the living area that was lit up with lanterns. Jensen could
make out the silhouette of one man moving about. He scanned the surrounding
area as well and made sure there was no other movement in the rest of the
house. Jensen cussed under his breath as he realized that there was only one
attacker. He could not believe that they got ambushed by one person. Jensen
knew this time things would be different. He had the element of surprise and
the bastard who attacked them would not be leaving this place alive.
                                    oo-0-oo
Hours earlier…
Michael pushed the four wheeler out of its hiding place and started the track
up to where he knew the three boys would be. He had to pat himself on the back;
things went more smoothly than he ever thought it would go. The great Jensen
Ackles was not so great after all. Soon Jared would belong to him.
As Michael got off the four wheeler he readied his tranquilizer gun. Although
all three of the men were still unconscious Michael did not take any chances
but shot all three of them, making sure they would stay under for at least
another hour.
Not caring about their wounds or the amount of blood lost he loaded Jared up
first and headed back to the cabin. He secured Jared to the middle of the floor
with the special pegs he brought with him after he found out that the cabin had
wooden floors. He quickly made the two return trips again and when he cuffed
Chad next to Tom he smiled when he saw that both Steve and Jeff were starting
to wake up.
“Who the fuck are you?” Jeff slurred, the effects of the tranq still in his
bloodstream.
“Jared’s worst nightmare.” Michael grinned. He was going to love this so much.
He had to remember to erect the camcorder to tape this for all perpetuity.
“You won’t get away with this.” Steve said as he tried sitting up straighter.
“And who’s going to stop me? The feds, they’re useless. The secret service,
please, they can’t even protect the president.” Michael laughed. He knew he was
the best.
“You seem very confident in yourself but I don’t see Jensen around, he managed
to dodge you, didn’t he?” Jeff asked as he did not see Jensen with them in the
room.
“NO! I killed him, he’s laying outside in the dirt. I shot him like a dog!”
Michael screamed out before ruthlessly kicking at Jeff.
Jeff had to admit that the kicks hurt like hell, but it did however tell him
one thing. Jensen was not dead. He was not sure what happened to his friend,
but it was good news to all of them. He coughed and spat out a lose tooth.
“What’s your plan?” He had to keep this creep talking to give Jensen the chance
to get them out of this mess.
Michael looked over at where Jared was laying, spread out and only clothed in
his boxers. “I’m going to show Jared to whom he belongs, I’m going to torture
him slowly, making you all watch, humiliate him and then kill all of you before
ending him off as well.”
Steve could see the deranged look in their captor’s eyes. He knew that this mad
man would follow through on his words. They had to get out of here. He looked
over to where Tom and Chad were cuffed together. Both of the two young men were
still out of it. Blood covered the left side of Tom’s face and Steve could see
the gash on Tom’s temple. Chad was bleeding from an injury to his shoulder.
Jared did not look much better. Blood was trailing down the side of his leg, a
gash clearly visible on his upper right thigh. The man had Jared’s arms spread
out above his head, his hands bound together with rope on spikes hammered into
the wooden floor. His legs were spread out in the same manner, feet tied as
well. His breathing was uneven and Steve suspected Jared had some broken ribs
that would explain the red purple bruise covering the right side of his body.
Steve and Jeff’s heads snap’s up together when they hear some moans coming from
the two men tied up on the other side of the room. Jeff could see that both Tom
and Chad were unsure what was going on around them, the confusion clearly edged
on their faces. Not caring what their captor would say, Jeff started talking to
the two men, trying to calm them down.
“Chad, can you hear me?” Jeff asked, it looked to him like Chad was the one who
looked more to be coming to his senses first. He tried again and smiled when he
sees Chad making eye contact with him.
“Jeff?” Chad asked, looking around him and noticing that he was cuffed to a
pillar. “What the fuck happened?”
“We’ve be attacked.” Jeff started to explain but was viscously interrupted by
Michael as he kicked out at him again.
“Shut up!” Michael screamed, letting the kicks fly out at the defenseless body
of the older man.
Chad’s head snapped up when he saw the movement out of the corner of his eye,
just before the brutal attack on Jeff. He gasped when he realizes who it is.
“He trusted you.”
“Well boo-hoo. He belonged to me and he threw me away!” Michael screamed and
headed over to where Chad was.
Both Steve and Jeff knew that they had to get the man’s attention away from
Chad. “HEY!” Both yelled out at the same time. “Why don’t you pick on someone
your own size?” Steve chirped.
“Yeah, come and un-cuff me and I’ll give you a fight.” Jeff added to Steve’s
statement.
Their words brought Michael out of his rage and he turned towards them. He
laughed. “I’m not going to take it out on either of you, or on Chad boy here.
I’m just waiting for Jared to wake up and I’ll just make him suffer some more.”
“Michael, please. Why are you doing this?” Chad pleaded again. “You were
Jared’s friend at one stage. You’ve sworn to protect him with your life. I
don’t understand this?”
“You would never understand.” Michael sneered. “It’s time for my games to
begin.” He walked over to where Jared was sprawled out on the floor and kicked
the young man on his side. “Wakey, wakey Jared, come out and play!”
“No! Stop kicking him.” Tom screamed. He has finally opened his eyes and saw
the attack on his friend.
Michael turned around and smiled. “The audience is awake. My play time can
start.” He walked over to the table that he placed there with all of his toys
on it. Taking a syringe from the table he walked over to where Jared was. The
young man was moaning softly, a clear indication that he was starting to regain
consciousness.
“No, what are you going to do?”Chad shouts as he saw the syringe in Michael’s
hand.
“It was I who introduced Jared to drugs. I was the one who injected his first
heroine into him. I’ll be the last one to do that as well.” Michael grabbed
Jared by his hair and shook his head trying to get the young man to wake up.
Jared groaned, it felt to him as if his whole body was on fire, it felt as if
he was breathing under water. When something grabbed him by the hair he groaned
again and forced his eyes open.
Michael could see the panic building up in Jared as the recognition hit Jared
squarely. He tightened his hold on Jared’s hair when the young man started to
struggle against him. “I’m back.” He grinned before leaning in and kissing
Jared with force, shoving his tongue into Jared’s mouth, biting him on the
lower lip and lapping up the drop of blood that trickled to the corner of
Jared’s mouth.
Jared groaned and tried to move his head away. “No, please,” he pleaded. He
tried to get his arms to move, to push the man away from him but with no luck.
He tried squirming away and realized that he was spread open on the floor.
Jared felt the fight leaving him and he wanted nothing more than to die.
“Stop it, you FUCKING BASTARD!” Chad yelled as Michael attacked Jared’s mouth.
“Get away from him or I’ll kill you myself.” Chad tried ripping on his cuffs,
as he tried to get his hands through the metal loops.
Michael turned around slowly, a sneer covering his face. “Chad Murray, older
brother to Brandon Murray. You’d not be the first Murray that I silenced.”
Chad sucked in his breath. He never thought for one second that Michael was the
person responsible for killing his baby brother.
“Shocked, are you?” Michael walked with purpose towards Chad. “I killed your
younger brother and I enjoyed every last second of it, just as I’m going to
enjoy killing you.” He backhanded the young man in front of him smiling when
Chad’s head snapped back and hit the pillar with a load thump.
“Now, shut up and enjoy the show.” Michael addressed the four people in front
of him. He turned towards the camcorder mounted on the tripod and moved it an
inch to the side, making sure Jared was centered. He walked towards Jared again
and picked the young man’s head up from the floor by his hair. “You’re going to
like this very much. I prepared it especially for you.” Michael let Jared’s
head drop back on the floor and reached over and in one swift movement plunged
the needle into the vein on the inside of Jared’s upper arm.
When he needle entered his skin Jared started to scream. He didn’t know what
Michael injected into him. He tried to struggle to get away but he’s bonds were
too tight. Jared felt the cocktail entering his bloodstream and felt the tears
running down his face. “No, please don’t do this. Please.” Jared begged.
“Shh, my angel. This is our special moment together. You’ll love this cocktail
I made especially for us. It’ll bring you great pleasure.” Michael stroked
Jared’s hair in a loving manner.
“What did you give him?” Steve shouted; he wanted Michael’s attention away from
Jared.
Michael sneered again. “Maybe I should tell you, there’s nothing you would be
able to do about it in any case.” He looked at the men before him. He was so
much better than all of them. “Heroin mixed with sexual stimulants and some
other choice ingredients. In other words - it will make my baby hard for me for
hours and while he’s high I get to play with him, and that boys … is just round
one.”
                                    oo-0-oo
Present…
Jensen made his way across the clearing and kept low until he reached the
Impala. As he retrieved the spare key to open his baby he kept a wary eye on
the cabin. He could not afford to be caught now. Jensen checked his weapons and
had to smile. He could not believe that the dumb fucker did not check the cars
out. For once, lady luck was on his side.
Silently he made his way back and entered the cabin through the same window
that Jared, Tom and Chad made their escape. When he was inside the room he
slowly made his way across the room and used one of Tom’s shirts to clean his
wounds and to bind it properly. He had trouble breathing and the side wound was
still bleeding, although it slowed down considerably.
Jensen had to make a grab for the wash basin as he was overcome by another wave
of dizziness. He made sure that he was stable on his feet before leaving the
bathroom. At the bedroom door he paused, listening carefully and then edged the
door open to have a look in the hall. Hearing nothing, he slowly exited the
room and checked the rest of the rooms as he made sure that there were no
surprises laying in wait for him. Only then did he make his way to the living
room.
Back in time…
“You’re a fucking sick bastard!” Chad screamed and once again tried to rid
himself of the cuffs. By this time both of his wrists were scuffed and
bleeding.
Michael ignored Chad’s screams. He was totally focused on the boy before him.
He picked up a knife and sliced the boxers from Jared’s body. The pieces of
material fell away, landing on the floor next to the young man.
Michael made sure he was not in the camera’s way and placed himself on his side
next to his pride possession. Jared groaned and Michael loved the sound that
came out of Jared’s throat. Michael used his fingers and traced the features of
Jared’s face. He lingered at the mouth and leaned in, catching Jared’s mouth
with his and once again used force in claiming a kiss from Jared.
Jared moaned at the intrusion in his mouth, he tried moving his head away, but
Michael grabbed him be the hair and with his other hand gripped Jared’s jaw,
holding his head into place and plunged his tongue into Jared’s mouth.
As Michael released Jared’s face he took his hand and dragged it over Jared’s
body. He loved the way Jared’s muscles rippled beneath his touch. He leaned in
and took one of Jared’s nipples in his mouth, suckling hard, using his teeth,
scraping over the bud, enjoying the way in which Jared’s body responded to his
attack. When Jared moaned in pain, Michael bit down and drew blood. He
instantly got hard when Jared screamed out in pain. He lapped the blood up and
started biting Jared hard all over his torso as he made his way lower to
Jared’s naval.
“Please, stop, please don’t do this.” Jared sobbed. His whole body was on fire
and aching. He kept his eyes close; he did not want to see what Michael was
doing to him.
“No, my sweet boy. I’m not stopping, this is just the beginning. I’m going to
take you the way I want to and there’s no one who can stop me. Your body and
soul will belong to me, before I snuff the life out of you.” Michael grabbed
Jared’s limp penis in his hand and started stroking it hard up and down.
“Get the fuck away from him!” This time it was Jeff who called out. He was
nauseated with what was happening in front of him. None of the four men could
look each other in the eyes anymore, each feeling the angst and shame passing
through Jared and through them.
Michael stopped his assault and turned to face Jeff. “I want an audience to see
and feel Jared’s humiliation so keep up the life commentary; it just gives me
more pleasure to torture my pet.”
Jeff wanted to reply but snapped his jaw shut. He could not let his mouth run
off on him, it was clear that Jared would be the one to suffer.
Jared wanted to die with embarrassment. His body was betraying him, he was
getting a hard on and he could feel his member thickening in Michael’s hand.
“Please, don’t,” he once again pleaded. His hard on was becoming painful, but
Michael did not slow down one bit. Jared hissed when something cold was placed
at his balls and he started squirming when he felt Michael pulling the first
testicle through before the other, then bending the semi erect penis through
the last ring; binding his cock in the cock ring.
Michael laughed at seeing the blush spreading on Jared’s cheeks as his body
reacted to Michael’s doings. He renewed his grip on Jared’s cock, pumping the
shaft in hard up and down movements, gleaming with delight as the pre cum
slicked everything up. “Yeah baby, see you do love this.” He took the cock ring
from his pocket and swiftly got Jared strapped in. He increased his speed,
loving the sight of Jared’s cock becoming thick, swelling up and standing to
attention on its own. “Fuck, this is so beautiful.” He bent down and took the
tip into his mouth, making suckling noises as he licked Jared clean. “You taste
so fucking good.” Michael gathered the pre cum in his mouth and then grabbed
Jared by the face, forcing the young man’s mouth open before spitting the
liquid into the young man’s mouth.
Jared wanted to gag but was force to swallow when Michael snapped his jaw
closed and pinched his nose, bringing an involuntarily swallowing action into
operation.
“Just taste yourself, it’s fucking unbelievable.” Michael said, seeing the
disgust in Jared’s eyes. “I can’t wait to feel your tight hole around me. I’m
going to rip and tear you so thick am I for you. I’m going to impale myself on
your dick, riding you hard, squirting my life essence over you, rubbing it all
over your chest, let you taste me, let you fuck me with your mouth.”
“NO!” Jared screamed as he thrust around. He desperately tried to pull his legs
and his arms towards his body as he tried to escape the binds that held him to
the ground. Jared knew he was starting to lose grip on reality. The heroin was
doing its job, not only taking the edge of the pain he was feeling in his body
but he started floating; the familiar warm feeling spreading through his body
as the effect of euphoria took hold and he rode the wave. No longer did he care
that he was laying naked on the floor or that he had a cock ring around his
engorged cock. He could feel his pulse rising, his cock throbbing in sequence
with his heart beat. Jared groaned, it felt so good, he tried moving his legs
together to create some friction to ease his building orgasm, he did not want
this experience to end.
Back to the present time…
Taking care not to be seen Jensen made his way over to the living room. He had
to bite into his palm as the scene in front of him unfolded. Steve and Jeff
were directly across from him; both of their heads rested on their chests. For
one second Jensen thought that his two friends were dead but then he saw the
slight movements of their chests. He took in the rest of the room and had to
stop himself from running forward. Jared was spread out on the floor, his hands
and feet tied up and spread out, hooked onto stakes sticking out of the wooden
floor. He was stark naked, blood covering most of his body. If it was not for
the fact that he was groaning and tossing his head from side to side Jensen
would have though the worst. At the other side of the room he saw Chad and Tom;
they were in much the same position as Steve and Jeff. Jensen wanted to move
forward when he caught a movement out of the corner of his eye and ducked
behind the wall. The attacker came into the room and Jensen felt his blood
pressure rising. This was the fucker who attacked them, who had Jared tied to
the floor and did what the fuck ever to him. He would kill this man, ripping
him apart limb for limb.
Jensen knew he had to act quickly when he saw Michael emptying a container of
gasoline on the floor before heading out of the room again, most likely to get
more accelerant. He sprinted over the floor and first checked on Jared. He
groaned when he saw the condition that Jared was in. The young man’s face was
one bruise on top of another, his lips red and swollen as if he was brutally
kissed. Some sticky white substance covered his chest and abs and it was mixed
with the blood and Jensen realized that what he was seeing was semen. The
fucking prick’s semen covered Jared’s whole body. ‘Please don’t let him be
raped, please.’ Jensen thought as he cupped Jared’s face in his hands. “Jared,
can you hear me?” He swiped the sweaty bangs from Jared’s face and hoped that
he could arouse Jared from his semi conscious state. He could see Jared’s
breathing was labored and the bruise covering the side of his chest was a clear
enough indication to Jensen that Jared had some broken ribs.
Jensen did not notice that the man responsible for all of Jared’s pain entered
the room again. He was slammed into the side of the wall with brute force. He
heard his own ribs crack under the impact, his head thumped against the wall
and he had to shake his head to get rid of the dark spots that threatened to
overtake his vision.
“You’re supposed to be fucking dead!” Michael screamed enraged. He kicked out
at the man on the floor in front of him, striking him on the side of his neck.
Jensen’s head snapped back again, dizziness wanting to overtake him. Michael
bent down and dragged Jensen to his feet. “You’re so fucking stupid, you could
have saved yourself but you just had to play the hero.” He slugged Jensen with
a fist, pushing the man away from him before storming on him again, grabbing
him around the waist and wrestling him to the floor. Michael pinned Jensen down
and started pummeling him with his fists.
Jensen staggered back as he was attached. He could kick himself for not paying
more attention to his surroundings. In vain he tried taking out his Sig,
Michael was too fast and he received a kick against his neck, threatening to
rob him of his breath, vision and consciousness. He was still struggling when
he was wrestled to the floor, he tried to block the punches with his arms and
in a swift movement he wrapped his legs around Michael’s waist. He twisted and
managed to overbalance the man on top of him, sending him to the floor. Quickly
their positions were reversed and Jensen started pummeling Michael with his
fists, loving the sound of bone breaking in his attacker’s nose. But he
overestimated the strength of Michael and was thrown off his opponent. Both men
staggered back, away from each other gasping for breath.
“You’re too late.” Michael taunted. He swiped the blood from his face as he
circled the man opposite him. “I took him; I gave him the fuck of his life, I
cum so hard in him he screamed until he passed out without taking a breath. I
showered him with my seed, claiming and marking him as mine. And the best part
– he’s still as hard as a rock, ready for another round. That cock ring on can
only be surgically removed and that’s not gonna happen. His dick and balls will
turn blue and it will fall off.” Michael laughed. Just talking about Jared made
him hard again, making him want to ride Jared.
Jensen had to use all of his will power not to look over to where Jared was
laying. He tried to block out Jared’s moans but he could hear the need and the
pain in the young man’s voice. As he circled Michael again he knew he had to
end this now and he had to end it quick. Jared needed help, hell he himself
needed help and he did not even know in what condition any of his other friends
were.
Jensen feinted to the left and when Michael fell for the move he drew his
pistol from the back of his jeans. Michael took one look at the weapon and
stormed forward. Jensen did not expect that reaction and he inadvertently took
one step back, giving Michael enough time to cross the distance between the two
of them, slamming Jensen once again into the wall and making a grab for the
Sig.
Both men fell to the floor as they tried to get the upper hand over the weapon.
Jensen felt his hands slipping from his blood covered hands and tried to get a
better grip on the pistol. Michael struggled hard, wanting to end this so that
he could show Jared Jensen’s body before ending Jared’s pathetic life.
Both of the men struggled on the floor and Jensen managed to get his weapon. He
pointed it at Michael and shoots, not caring where the body landed. Jensen
threw his weapon down and hurried towards Jared side. He cradled Jared’s face
in his hands and whispered in his ear, trying to get Jared to wake up.
Jensen did not notice as Michael got up. Although the wound he sustained was
indeed life threatening he was so geared up with adrenaline that he could get
up from the floor. He grabbed Jensen’s discarded weapon and pulled the trigger
and the silence was shattered by two shots ringing out, echoing through the
mountains. Silence wrapped itself around the cabin, only the moans of Jared
could be heard, with Jensen’s body sprawled over his.
Back in time…
Both Chad and Tom screamed, shouting and cursed at Michael. Tears streamed down
the two young men’s faces. Chad saw the heroin taking Jared’s body over and he
wept.
“Stop it, please fucking stop it.” Tom shouted, yanking on his cuffs as if he
was able to break them open.
Both Steve and Jeff were screaming obscenities to Michael, trying to get the
man away from Jared. They wanted to kill the man with their bare hands; hate
spewed from their mouths and although they knew it was useless they tried
getting the cuffs of their hands.
Michael only glanced at his audience. He was so unbelievable hard. He kneeled
between Jared’s legs and lowered his jeans to his knees, taking his weeping
cock out of his boxers and stroking it longingly as he looked at the pleasure
that Jared found himself in. He took his one hand and placed it around Jared’s
shaft, mimicking the movements with his other hand on his own cock. Michael
removed his hand from Jared’s penis and moved lower, cuddling Jared’s sack in
his hand before pushing back more, searching for Jared’s puckered hole. Not
giving a damn of making sure Jared was relaxed he pushed his finger inside the
tight hole, gasping as the muscle contracted around his finger. He started
moving his finger immediately, and as his own release came closer he added
another two fingers, stretching Jared wide, looking in awe as the hole swelled
up turning red as he kept on assaulting it. Michael closed his eyes, shutting
the noise out around him, concentrating on the feel of his hand on the flesh of
his dick and the tightness of Jared around his fingers. Knowing that Jared
would not be able to cum – the cock ring too tight – Michael felt his balls
contracting together as he started ejaculating, semen spurting over Jared’s
cock and onto Jared’s stomach, coating the younger man in the white substance.
Michael groaned as the last spasm left his body and he leant forward and spread
his seed across Jared’s stomach, rubbing it in on his abs, encircling Jared’s
nipples with the sticky substance. Only when he marked Jared completely did he
got up from his knees and turned to the four man bounded to the pillars. “That
was fucking awesome, he’s so tight, I can’t wait to get my dick into his hole.”
Chad could not take anything further and he turned his head as bile rose from
his throat and he heaved everything he had inside of him. He kept on weeping,
wishing this torture to end. For the first time believing that maybe Michael
was telling the truth - that Jensen was indeed dead, because if the man was
alive he would have been here, he would have stopped this.
“It’s getting time for me to leave. I need to take care of a few final details
before sending you all on your merry way, but don’t worry I won’t kill you, not
yet. You still have to witness me claiming Jared’s body for my own.” Michael
turned away and headed out of the cabin.
As soon as Michael left, Jeff started calling out to Jared. It seemed like he
was coming down from his heroin induced high and he was mumbling and rambling
as his head moved from side to side. “Jared, come on boy, open your eyes for
me.” Jeff called again. He needed to know that Jared was okay, he needed to
tell the young man not to give up hope, that Jensen will come and safe them.
Jared could hear someone calling to him. He was in so much pain, the euphoria
he experienced gone and he was now only left with the pain. His stomach was
cramping up and he was nauseous. He tried moving onto his side to clutch his
stomach to see if the cramps would go away. He could not understand why he
could not move and opened his eyes slowly.
For the first time since he was brought back to the cabin Jared really took
note on what was going on around him. He saw the faces of his concerned friends
but searched only for one. He frowned and tried to speak. His throat was dry
and hoarse and as his question only came out as a whisper. “Jensen?”
Steve could hear the panic in Jared’s voice and knew he had to act quickly.
“Jared, look at me boy, come on focus on me.” He spoke softly as he tried to
get Jared to fix his gaze on him. “Jared, come on boy, look at me.”
Jared turned his head and looked at Steve. “It hurts.” He whispered.
“I know and I’m sorry, but we’ll get you out of here, you just need to be
strong okay?” Steve tried to keep Jared calm.
“Where’s he?” Jared asked as he tried to look around him.
“He went out.” Jeff answered, knowing that Jared was referring to Michael. He
looked on with concern at Jared who was starting to breath with difficulty.
“Where does it hurt, Jared?” They need to establish what the extent of Jared’s
injuries was so that when they get out of here they knew what medical treatment
Jared would need.
Jared ignored the question and turned his eyes towards Chad. “I’m sorry.” He
pleaded. He knew this was his fault. He knew he would not leave this cabin
alive but he needed to ask Chad his forgiveness. “He was so sweet to me, but he
became obsessive, I ended it with him even before … even before we did
anything. But he could not accept no for an answer and one night I slipped out
and went to a club at a ware house with Brandon. He found me there. He raped me
and when Brandon tried to stop him, he killed him, he killed Brandon. He said
it was my fault…” Jared could not continue as the tears streamed down his face.
“Please, Chad forgive me, I’m sorry.” He was having more difficulty in
breathing, it felt to him as if he was only breathing in water, the deeper
breaths he tried to take the worst it become.
“Jared, there’s nothing for me to forgive you for. You didn’t do anything
wrong. You need however to calm down.” Chad tried to get through to his friend;
he could see the clear panic in his best friend’s eyes. “I need you to tell me
where you’re hurting, can you do that for me?”
Jared could no longer keep his eyes open, he felt so tired, his erection so
throbbing hard and once again he wished he could find a way to ease the
throbbing between his legs. He closed his eyes but opened them up again when
Tom called out to him.
“Jared, come on boy, open up your eyes. Where does it hurt?” Tom pleaded. He
could see that Jared was giving up hope. They needed to keep the boy awake.
Jared smiled; he really liked the tall man. “You’ve got a wicked ass.” Jared
smiled again and closed his eyes.
“JARED, NO!” Jeff barked out. “Open your eyes boy!”
Jared opened his eyes again and looked at Jensen’s oldest friend. “So tired.”
“I know, but please just keep awake for a few minutes longer and tell us where
it hurts.” Jeff pleaded and hoped he could get the kid to answer.
“Chest hurts, my side, can’t breathe properly. My leg, can’t feel my right
leg.” He blushed before he continues. “I need to cum, please.” He started
sobbing again.
“It’s okay, Jared, we’re here, it’s okay. I want you to take slow breaths for
me, I know you’re having difficulties in breathing deeply, so try slowing your
breathing down and breathe as deep as you can.” Chad instructed Jared, keeping
his eyes locked with Jared’s.
Jared nodded and tried to do as his friend instructed. He just got his
breathing under control when Michael entered the cabin again. Immediately he
started to hyperventilate, forgetting everything Chad told him to do.
“Leave him the fuck alone!” Tom shouted out as Michael stride towards Jared.
Michael turned around and placed the container with gas next to him on the
floor.
“I’m getting tired of your fucking screaming. Why the hell don’t you just shut
up for once and enjoy the show!” He backhanded the young man and watched as the
young man’s head collided with the pillar.
“Why don’t you un-cuff me and then fight, you’re a fucking pussy in hitting
someone who’s cuffed to a pillar.” Steve taunted Michael, wanting the man to
step away from his lover.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP! You’re all getting on my fucking nerves, just shut up!”
Michael could not take it anymore and got out the weapon from the backside of
the jeans and in one clean motion fired of four shots before throwing the
weapon to the floor. He could not believe how fucking stupid he was, he just
darted the four men again instead of killing them as he intended. Michael got
hold of his emotions and a cruel smile spread over his face. They would not be
able to see his grand finale with Jared but if he got everything in order he
would be able to enjoy the screams of the men as they woke up with the whole
cabin on fire around them, just thinking of it made him calm down.
He turned towards Jared and looked down at the spread out man before him.
Jared’s engorged cock still standing at attention, begging for release. Michael
lowered himself next to Jared and took the young man’s face into his hands.
“You belong to me. I killed your lover and I’m going to kill you after I got my
final pleasure out of you.” Michael stripped his clothes, taking his erect dick
into his hand and started jerking of, making himself even more hard and bent
down once again between Jared’s legs. He dug his fingers into Jared’s hips,
lifting the young man’s hips from the floor and lined his dick up with Jared’s
hole and pressed his dick to the hole. It is then that he realized that since
he darted the four men he has not heard any sound coming from Jared. Although
the young man’s eyes were open they were vacant and Michael realized that Jared
has gone catatonic. “NO! How the fuck dare you do this to me!” He stood up and
kicked viscously and repeatedly at Jared. “You’ve ruined everything. I’ve got
no use for your anymore! You can die screaming with your fucking friends!”
When Jared became aware of his surroundings again, it was so quiet. His breath
hitched as he remembered Michael shooting his four friends at point blank
range. He did not want to look at them, but his eyes turned in their direction
and what he saw did not make any sense, he could see no blood but to his eyes
it was clear that they were all dead. As the information sinks in, including
the one phrase that kept repeating itself in his mind, ‘I killed your lover, I
killed your lover’ he retreated within himself, shutting out his surrounding
not wanting to deal with everything going on around him. He started groaning,
unaware of the noises he was making; unaware of the fact that Jensen entered
the cabin through the window in Tom’s room. Jared waited to die, he had nothing
left to live for.
Past and present meets up…
“Clear, clear,” the words echoed through the quiet cabin as the tactical
assault team entered the cabin, securing every room as well as the area
outside, leaving the medical team to attend to the men in the living room.
“What you’ve got, Misha?” Christian Kane asked his best friend and co doctor on
the assault team.
Misha Collins shook his head, “Can someone fetch me a blanket, please.” He was
busy cutting the ropes of Jared’s hands and feet. The young man in front of him
was shivering and clearly in shock. He also wanted to cover Jared up, wanting
to save him from his clearly visibly embracement. At his first touch Jared
tried to get away. He whimpered, drawing his arms close to him.
“Easy there, Jared, I’ve got you.” Misha tried calming the young man down. He
covered Jared’s lower body with the blanket and started to asses Jared’s
injuries. “His pupils are blown, he’s got some broken ribs on the both sides
that’s making it hard for him to breath. If his breathing does not light up I’m
going to have to intubate him.” Misha cussed silently, he did not want to
infringe more trauma to the young man in front of him, but it looked to him as
if he was not going to have any say in the matter. “He’s got a deep two inch
gash to his right thigh, still bleeding, infection already set in. Shit, Chris
I’m calling in air evacuation for this kid.”
Chris could hear the desperation in his friend’s voice. He nodded his head and
continued with the patient in front of him. This is the man that was sprawled
over Jared’s body.
Chris already established that the other man was dead, a sniper took him out.
The four men cuffed to the pillars were being taken care of by the medics.
Chris did not know who the villain or the hero was between the two men. All
that he was concerned about was the condition of his patient. At this moment he
was dealing with two shot wounds, one a few hours old by the look of it, the
other one obtained mere minutes ago. Both wounds were bleeding profusely. “Make
sure they’ve got space for one more.” Chris called out to Misha. “Shit, come
one man, don’t do this to me, not now.” He was losing the man before him. In
mere seconds the pulse he had faded, the breathing stopped. He immediately
started with CPR shouting instructions to one of the medics as he raced to save
the man in front of him.
Misha wanted to race to Chris side to help but at almost the same instance
Jared also crashed. Both Misha and Christian worked against time to safe the
two men. When the evac helicopter landed five minutes later both doctors sighed
of relieve, their patients were still holding on, but none of them knew for how
long.
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter 7
Warning: Suicidal thoughts in this chapter, you've been warned.
“Jensen, come on, open your eyes for me. Jensen.” Christian Kane talked softly
to his patient. He received reports from the nursing staff that Jensen Ackles
has started to wake up. After six days of no movement Jensen now moved his head
from side to side, his legs not staying still for one moment. He was squirming
on the hospital bed as if he was caught in a nightmare. Christian considered
the use of soft restrains; he could not let the man hurt himself in any way.
This hero had them running around for the most part of the first three days.
Crashing twice again after admission, the last time as they wheeled him into
the operating theater. His condition worsened when he started to bleed from a
nicked artery in the side wound and they nearly lost him as a result of that.
He had a concussion and was still fighting an infection from the bullet wound
he sustained in the initial scuffle with Michael; his fever of 104 only abated
in the early hours of the fourth morning. He was still hooked to a ventilator,
although now that he was awake Chris would remove the tube as soon as he had
Jensen awake and calmed down.
“Jensen, calm down and open your eyes for me. Come on Jensen, I know you can do
it.” Chris prompted again in an attempt to get Jensen to wake up. He was
rewarded when Jensen finally opened his eyes and looked around in confusion.
As Chris knew from previous dealings, he quickly reassured Jensen and held his
head so that Jensen can look at him. “You’re safe. You’re at the NNMC in
Maryland. You’ve be air lifted to here six days ago. Do you understand what I’m
saying to you?”
Jensen nodded his head slowly and tried to speak, gagging on the intrusion in
his throat.
“Don’t try to speak. You’re still intubated. I’ll take the tube out in a
minute, okay?” Chris reassured Jensen. As the nurse entered, Chris got quickly
to work and removed the tube. He held Jensen upright as he coughed violently.
He gave Jensen some water to drink when the coughs died down.
“How’re you feeling?” Chris asked as he took Jensen’s wrist to check his pulse.
“Like I’ve been hit by a truck.” Jensen croaked out. “May I have some more
water please?” It felt as if his throat was on fire.
“Sure, but not too much, there is still a good chance that you’ll puke
everything up if you drink too much.” Chris helped Jensen again and placed the
cup back on the bedside table. “Do you have any pain?”
Jensen shook his head. He was still trying to make sense of what happened to
him. As the events unfolded in his head he asked, “Jared?”
Chris sighed and placed a comforting hand on Jensen’s shoulder. “He’s alive but
still in ICU; he’s a fighter.” Chris did not want to get into all the details
with Jensen; he would wait for Misha to deal with that. “You’ve got some
friends waiting to see you, how about I send them in and I’ll let Jared’s
doctor now you’re awake?”
Jensen nodded. He really was not in the mood for any one, he felt worn out but
if it meant he could hear about Jared he would agree to anything.
Jensen had to smile when Jeff and Steve entered his room with Jim short on
their heels. “You two old men still kicking?” he croaked out. He hated the fact
that his voice sounded as if he yelled for two days straight.
“Who you’re calling old? Both myself and Steve can take you down at anytime.”
Jeff teased as he grasped Jensen by the shoulder. “You had us scared shitless
boy, but glad to see you’re back in the land of the living.”
“Thanks, Jeff.” Jensen grinned. “How are the two of you doing and where’s Tom
and Chad, are they okay?”
“We’re definitely better of then you, my friend. Tom and Chad are sitting with
Jared, we’ll thought it best not to let the boy be alone although he’s still
unconscious.” Steve answered. He looked towards Jeff before he continued. “The
two of us,” he indicated to himself and Jeff “only sustained some interesting
bruises including some bruised ribs. Jeff’s nose got busted and he lost a
tooth. Tom had a concussion, so he received some stitches to the head. Chad
also had a concussion and suffered a busted shoulder.”
“Jared, what about Jared?” Jensen asked as he tried to push himself upright.
“Wow, easy there boy. Why don’t ya just lie still? Up and till half an hour ago
you were still on a ventilator.” Jeff pushed Jensen down and frowned in silence
as Jensen did not resist. ‘The boy must be in pain if he lets me push him down
so easily.’
“You’re hiding something from me, what’s going on?” Jensen asked. He was
getting scared.
“We’re not hiding anything from you. Let us wait for Jared’s doctor and let him
explain everything.” Jim spoke up for the first time.
Jensen nodded his head. The energy that he had in him was fast fading. “How did
we get out of there?” he asked.
“Special Forces brought you out. Hell boy, I’m sorry.” Jim sounded tired.
“Jim, what you’re talking about?” Jensen sounded confused.
“Let’s say there was a fuck up and leave it at that. There’s an investigation
underway to establish how this could have happened and to prevent it from
happening again.” Jim said as he took a seat next to Jensen’s bed.
“I don’t understand, Jim.” Jensen tried to push himself up.
“Stay put boy, I’ll tell you what happened.” Jim pushed Jensen back onto the
bed again.
“You all left on Thursday for the cabin. On Friday morning agent Patrick
Henderson did not report for duty. A unit was dispatched to see what the
problem was.” Jim sighed before he continued. “Patrick was found dead – he was
tortured. At that stage we had no clue what was going on. It’s also here were
the fuckup came in. The whole service was rocked tot its core over Patrick’s
death and a special task team was founded to handle the investigation.”
Jim looked over at Jensen before he continued; he knew Jensen would be shocked
to hear what he was about to tell him. “One of the investigators spread the net
wider to see if there were any other unexplained or unusual crimes over the
same period of time. It was only then that we realized that your apartment was
torched.”
“What? What do you mean my apartment was torched?” Jensen tried to get up from
the bed. He could not believe what Jim was telling him. Everything he owned was
in that apartment, hell all of Jared’s stuff was in that apartment.
“Calm down, boy.” Jim pushed Jensen back again. “If you don’t calm down I’m
going to get the doctor to sedate you.” Jim knew he was playing dirty but
Jensen was still not out of the woods yet.
“I’ll be calm.” Jensen said. He leaned back against the pillow and closed his
eyes for a second before opening them up again. “Please, go on.”
“As I said, your apartment was burned to the ground. For one or other reason
this information was not send through to our department as it was supposed to
be. So we only found out late Friday evening. I went over to your apartment
myself and together with the fire inspector we went through the place. It was
clear that the fire was started on purpose. But we found something. As we left
the place I remembered the motion detection camera you installed over the front
door after you moved Jared to your apartment. Since the fire was started at the
opposite end of the apartment and I knew you placed the recorder in the pantry
we started searching through the rubble and we found it, or what was left of
it. Not only was it burned but it also sustained some water damage. But it was
all we had. I took it in to the technicians, they were not very optimistic.”
Jim sighed and then continued. “On Saturday morning, at about two, the lab
called. They found something on the disk that was still in the recorder. We
went over and had a look. It was not a good image at all, in fact you could
only make out that someone entered the apartment and there was a partial image
of the face, nothing more. Hell, nothing we could use to identify anyone. We
were back at square one. The FBI had a new program that we thought might be of
some help. So we send it over to them. To cut a long story short, they were
indeed able to help. The image on the disk was of Michael. First we could not
understand but it was clear that he was the one who set the fire to your
apartment. Since he was also at one stage Jared’s prime protector we knew he
could be a threat. We started looking for him, but also started to try and get
hold of you. There was some interference going on and we could not make
contact. It was decided to send someone out to go and make sure everything was
in order. Before we could do that we received some further information.
Michael’s hideaway was found.” Jim stopped. He did not know if he should tell
Jensen what they found.
“Tell him what you found; you know it’s better that he finds out from you then
from someone else.” Jeffrey said as he placed a restraining hand on Jensen’s
shoulder.
Feeling the tension flowing from Jeff, Jensen looked at Jim. “What did you
find?”
“Michael was horded up in a motel. We would have never found him, but the owner
got suspicious and entered the room. When he saw what was in the room he called
the police. When we got there we found the whole room covered in photos of
Jared. In a corner there was something like a shrine – dedicated to Jared. It
was clear that some of the photos were manipulated. It showed Michael and Jared
in different sexual positions. There were also photos of him at his mother’s
funeral service and his father’s memorial. The most disturbing were the photos
of Jared in the White House, in his private bathroom. The last photos were of
you and Jared at Jeff’s place and at the apartment. It was sickening to watch.
There was also evidence that he knew where you were and that linked him to
Patrick’s murder. It was at this stage decided to send out a Special Forces
unit.”
“Fuck no; please tell me you destroyed those images.” Jensen could not believe
what Jim was telling him. If Jared ever saw those photos or if it was that they
became public…
“Don’t worry, I burned them myself. Each and every one.” Jim replied,
reassuring Jensen. He would tell Jensen later about the camcorder they found at
the cabin. That was not destroyed. He knew Jensen would like to do that
himself.
Jim dragged his hands over his face before he continued with his story. “When
we arrived at the cabin the area had to be secured first. When I took up the
binoculars I saw you and Michael fighting and then you shot Michael. You walked
over to Jared and I saw Michael getting up with a weapon and I ordered the
kill. When the two shots rang out I did not know what to expect. After the
cabin was cleared the medics, including doctors Misha Collins and Christian
Kane were send in. You and Jared were airlifted out of there and brought here.”
“What about Michael?” Jensen asked, not even noticing that he fisted the sheets
in his hand.
“It was a good shot. In fact your shot would have killed him as well, but due
to all the adrenaline pumping through his body he managed to get up and go at
you again. He’ll never get that opportunity again.” Jim replied.
“Thanks, Jim.” Jensen said as he closed his eyes. He wanted to ask about Jared
again but his eyes refused to open again and darkness surrounded him as he
drifted back to sleep.
                                    oo-0-oo
3 Weeks later…
“No, please, stop, please don’t do this.” Michael was standing over him,
stroking his engorged cock while looking at Jared. He bent down and lifted
Jared’s hips from the ground. “NO!” Jared screamed out loud and tried to push
away from the arms that were encircling him. “No, please leave me. Stop,
please.”
“Jared, come on baby, open your eyes.” Jensen tried calming Jared down, to get
him to open his eyes. Jared was once again gripped in the arms of a nightmare
that he could not escape.
Jensen could almost say that he was used to this. This scene would repeat
itself numerous times throughout the night. Jared would be sleeping for no more
than forty five minutes before the dreams, the thrashing and the screams
started up. It was also the only time that anyone else heard Jared’s voice. As
soon as Jared woke up he would withdraw into himself and not speak to anyone
except Jensen.
As Jared started calming down, Jensen rocked the young man in his arms,
soothing him with his voice and rubbing circles of comfort over his back. Jared
was shaking from head to toe, sobs tearing from his body.
“Shh, Jared. You’re safe. Come on, you need to calm down for me. Try to take
some deep breaths; you know it’ll make you feel better. Come on, Jay you can do
it.” Jensen kept on talking to Jared. He needed Jared to calm down.
The nightmares were always followed up by intense panic attacks in which there
was only one of three outcomes. If Jensen was lucky he could get Jared to calm
down, if not; then Chad would had to sedate Jared or the worst case was when
Jared passed out. The first time that happened, Jensen was scared shitless.
Jensen sighed in relieve as Jared started taking some deep breaths. “There you
go, nice and easy.” He kept on comforting Jared until he felt Jared going limp
against him. Looking down at Jared Jensen was not surprised to see that the
younger man was sleeping again. Jensen knew Jared was dead tired. Both of them
did not get more than two hours of good sleep in a night.
Making sure that he did not wake Jared, Jensen moved their bodies so that they
were lying down again, Jared tucked safely against him. As Jensen was about to
drift off to sleep Jared spoke up. “I’m sorry.”
“Shhh, you’ve got nothing to be sorry about. Sleep now, I’m here.” Jensen
responded as Jared shifted his position and rested his head on Jensen’s chest,
making sure he could hear the calming beat of the other man’s heart.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen looked over to where Jared was seated on the couch, looking out of the
window. From his vantage point Jensen could see how tired Jared looked but that
was no surprise. Both Chad and Misha said the same thing. Jared was suffering
from PTSD and needed time to heal.
The not sleeping part was not the only problem they had. Jared only slept if
there was a light on in the room. In fact all of the lights in the whole house
were switched on the minute it became dark. Jeff had to get a generator
installed the day before last as a power failure turned the whole house into
darkness and when the oil lamps were lit Jared reacted so badly that Chad had
to sedate him. It was one of many setbacks they had in the week.
Jensen watched as Steve and Tom turned away from where Jared was seated. Both
of the men had defeated expressions on their faces. Jensen lowered his head
into his hands. He wished there was something he could do for Jared. He refused
to be touched by anyone else except Jensen and as soon as there were more than
three persons in the room he started to get agitated.
Jensen could still remember what doctor Misha Collins told him. Jared had
broken ribs on both sides. One of the ribs on his left side had pierced a lung
and Jared had a chest tube inserted to help with drainage. He had a concussion
from the explosion. The gash in his right thigh was infected and they battled
to get that under control. Yet, that was not the biggest problem Jared faced.
The drug cocktail Michael injected into Jared caused a chemical reaction in his
brain with the effect that he started suffering from seizures and intense
migraines. The good news was that it seemed to be abating as the last episode
was more than three days ago. Both Chad and Misha were unsure what lasting
damaged the cock ring might have caused.
After hearing what the doctor said he wanted to go and find the bastard and
kill him again. He got so worked up that Christian had to sedate him in the
end. He only got to see Jared two days after that. Up and till then Jared was
still unconscious.
Jensen could still remember it clearly – the time when Jared regained
consciousness. Never in his life has he seen so many emotions running through a
human being than on that day. When Jared saw him he smiled, a slow lazy smile
as if he was caught up in the after bliss of some amazing sex. But in mere
seconds that expression changed. It went from bliss to confusion to hurt to
shame and it ended with fear.
“Jensen?” Jared sounded scared. His eyes darted around, looking for Michael.
His heart monitor whined out warnings as his heart rate escalated. His
breathing was shallow and hurried and he tried to push the nasal cannula from
his face.
Jensen took Jared’s face in his hands, removing the other man’s hands from his
face. “You’re safe. We’re all safe.” Jensen used his thumbs and wiped the tears
away from Jared’s cheeks. He did not let go of the younger man as he tried to
get him to calm down. He placed his hand over Jared’s heart and Jared’s hand
over his heart so that the man could feel Jensen’s heartbeat. “You need to calm
down so that these monitors can stop complaining. Take deep breaths for me,
Jay.” Jensen soothed Jared until he started to calm down.
“Where’s he?” Jared asked, looking around, the fear still visible in his eyes.
“He’s dead. He won’t bother you again. I promise.” Jensen said as he brushed
Jared’s bangs away from his eyes. “You’re safe, that’s the important thing you
need to remember.”
Jensen saw Jared fighting to stay awake. “Why don’t you get some sleep?”
Jared wanted to object but he felt his eyes closing on their own accord as the
drugs in him made it difficult to stay awake for a long period. His eyes were
just closed when they snapped open again. “Michael… He shot the others and he
said, he said he killed you.”
“Jared, calm down.” Jensen pleaded as Jared went into another panic attack.
“They are all right. He only shot them with a tranquilizer and I’m here. He did
not kill me.”
“Are you sure the others are alright?”
“I’m sure. Get some sleep, we’ll talk later.” Jensen smiled when Jared’s eyes
closed again and his breathing eased out. This time Jared did not open his eyes
again.
Jensen was pulled from his musings when Jared got up from where he was seated.
He still had a slight limp. His shoulders slumped, his head bowed down as he
slowly made his way across the room. “Where you going to?” Jensen asked. He
wanted to touch Jared so badly but did not want to frighten the younger man.
Jared slowly raised his head. “For a walk,” he whispered and lowered his head
after he spoke.
“Do you want me to come with?” Jensen asked. He was surprised that Jared was
going to go outside. He could count the number of times Jared went out of the
house these past weeks on one of his hands.
Jared shook his head and started to walk on.
Jensen stared at Jared and frowned. He was getting more worried about the
younger man as the days went by. Deciding to give Jared a few moments alone
before he followed him, Jensen sat back and closed his eyes, just to relax for
a short while.
                                    oo-0-oo
As Jared sat with his back against the wall he made sure that no one could
approach him without him noticing. He was so tired. Tired of all the emotions
running through him, the fear of sleep, the fear of staying awake, the fear for
his own shadow. He was so pathetic. It was no wonder that Michael took
advantage of him. He deserved it. Hell, his own parents made sure they got out
of his life; they must have known what a useless piece of garbage he was.
Jared lowered his head into his hands. Maybe he must just end everything and
make it easier for everybody else around him. He placed his hand inside his
pocket and took hold of the items inside. One of the items was his pills and
the other – a small pocket knife which he knew was sharp and would take care of
business easily. The problem was, he was such a coward and he did not want to
cause more trouble for Jensen. Slowly he placed the knife back again. The pills
would be easier. Even with this choice, he’s showing what a fucking coward he
was. He’ll do it tonight.
Knowing that Jensen would start looking for him, Jared got up and walked back
into Jeff’s house. When he saw Tom and Steve seated in the kitchen he lowered
his head further and quickly walked pass. He felt so ashamed to be in their
presence. They would not have gotten hurt if it was not for him. They could
have died. He tried to say he was sorry, but the words did not want to come
out. Jared could not understand why they were so nice to him. They would be
better off with him out of the way.
When Jared entered the living room he found Jensen in Jeff’s arms. It looked
like the older man was comforting him. Jared saw as the tension crept into
Jensen’s shoulders as he saw Jared entering the room. He knew that the tension
in Jensen was his fault. No wonder Jeff had to comfort Jensen. Jared knew there
was nothing between Jensen and Jeff; Jensen respected Jeff and looked at him as
a second father. He hoped that after tonight Jensen would find someone better,
someone that was not so fucked up as himself. He was going to miss Jensen so
much, but it would be better this way.
Jensen saw Jared come into the room and loosened himself from Jeff’s embrace.
Jeff found him here shortly after Jared left and the two of them had a talk.
“Jensen, how’re you doing boy?”
Jensen sighed as he opened his eyes and answered. “Okay, I guess. I just wish
things could be normal again.”
Jeff placed a hand on Jensen’s shoulder. “That’s a huge wish you got there, but
I know that your wishes always comes true. I have a feeling this wish will take
a little bit longer, but it will be granted. Just don’t give up hope.”
“Just don’t give up hope.” Jensen thought again. It was scary on how quickly
Jeff could always sum things up. He was glad the older man was there for him.
He had a better relationship with Jeff than he ever had with his own old man.
“I won’t.” Jensen said out loud. He smiled at Jeff and headed over to Jared’s
side. As he reached the young man he could not fail to notice how Jared tried
to make himself smaller. It was as if he did not want to be seen. Jensen was
not about to let that happen.
“Come, I’ve got something to show you.” Jensen held out his hand as he waited
for Jared to take hold of it. He smiled when Jared looked at him. “Come, you’ll
like it.”
Jared looked at Jensen’s hand and then slowly put out his own hand. He nearly
gasped out loud as Jensen’s hand encircled his. There was so much strength in
that hand. He was pulled to his feet and as he tried to pull his hand away he
felt the pressure increasing, a clear indication that Jensen was not about to
let him go.
When they neared the entrance to the garage Jared tried to get Jensen to stop.
Even before he could utter a word Jensen turned. “We’re not going far, trust
me.”
Jared nodded his head and let Jensen pull him into the garage. Jensen opened
the passenger door for him. “Get in, Sasquatch.”
When Jared was seated in the Impala Jensen walked around his baby and got in.
Making sure that the garage door was open he drove off. He wanted Jared to ask
him where they were going but as the younger man remained silent, Jensen
started to lose hope. He was surprised to hear when Jared spoke up.
“Where we going?” Jared asked but did not lift his head as he spoke.
Jensen placed his hand under Jared’s chin and lifted the younger man’s head.
“You’ve got to stop this. You’ve got nothing to hide.” Not wanting Jared to
feel like he was preaching to him he added, “I’ve got something to show you at
the house.”
Jared nodded his head but did not say anything further. As they neared the
house, he moved lower into his seat; he did not want to be seen by the
construction crew. He frowned when he saw no one around. “Where’s everyone?” He
sounded surprised.
Jensen smiled, but did not answer. He brought the Impala to a halt and got out
of the car. “Come on, you’ve got to see this.”
Jared first made sure no one was around before he got out of the car. He walked
quickly until he reached Jensen’s side where he was safe. Hell, he was
pathetic.
Jensen placed his hand on Jared’s back and steered him into the house. “It’s
finished.” Jared spoke up. The house was cleaned up, no signs left of any
construction going on.
“Yeah, they finished yesterday. The furniture is being delivered tomorrow, we
can move in by the end of the week.” Jensen did not see Jared’s shocked
expression.
When he turned back the younger man was turned away from him faking interest in
the stairs winding up to the second level.
“We can move in by the end of the week.” Those words kept repeating over and
over in Jared’s head. He turned back around when he heard Jensen talking to
him.
“Come, let’s have a look. I want to show you the main bedroom and then we need
to get over to the centre’s side. I want to go and see if they cleaned up there
as well.” Jensen took Jared by the hand and started walking up the stairs.
Jared wanted to refuse, but he could not. He heard the love in Jensen’s voice
and could not let him down. He did not let go of Jensen’s hand and went up the
stairs with him. Jensen showed him every room, explaining to him what he wanted
to do.
Jensen stopped talking when he realized that Jared was no longer walking behind
him; in fact the younger man was not even in the same room as himself. He
quickly left the room and started looking for Jared. He found him at the back
of the house, looking out over the bright blue swimming pool. “Hey, did I talk
too much?” Jensen asked as he got closer. Once again he wanted to take Jared in
his arms, but the fear of Jared freaking out made him not go through with his
actions.
Jared shook his head. “No, you never talk too much. I just saw how beautiful
this was and wanted to take a look. I’m sorry.” He lowered his head.
“Jared, no, come on. You know you don’t need to be sorry for anything. I’m glad
that you like it. I think we’ll have some wicked times out here.” Jensen took
Jared’s hand and dragged him with him so that they were both seated on the
grass. When Jared tried to pull away, Jensen held Jared’s hand tighter, making
sure that the younger man got the message that he was not letting go. Jensen
pushed Jared back so that Jared’s head was resting against Jensen‘s chest.
They sat in silence before Jared spoke up. “Why do you care so much about me?”
Jensen could hear the anguish in Jared’s voice. “You know why I care so much
about you. You’re my life, Jared. From the first moment I saw you in the White
House I knew that the two of us belonged together. I love you.”
Jared shook his head and tried to move away from Jensen. “Please, don’t say
that. You can’t love me. I’m not worth it. I’m useless, a disappointment to
everyone, I am a fuck up.
“Jared Tristan Padalecki, where the hell did you get that from?” Jensen was
enraged when he heard Jared’s low opinion of himself.
“It’s true, you could have gotten killed because of me. You where stupid to
rescue me. Michael was supposed to kill me, to finish me off. All of you would
have been better off without me.” Jared was crying, but he did not even seem to
notice it.
Jensen wanted to shout out in frustration. To shake Jared until his teeth
clattered, but he knew he could not. This was what he and Chad and all the
others were hoping for. The time when Jared would start talking. Jensen took
Jared’s face in his hands, tuning him so that he could look him in the eyes.
“You are wrong. I would rescue you again and again. I would die for you and I’m
not the only one. Chad, Steve, Tom and Jeff would do the same. You’re special
Jared. You belong in our lives. We would not be better off without you.”
“No, it’s not true. I’m not special. Even my own mother and father knew this.
They died because they did not want to be with me, so they decided to leave me
here. I know that. I’m bad. Michael showed me that. If I was worth something he
wouldn’t have bothered with me. It shows that I’m nothing, just something to
hate. I deserved what happened to me. You where suppose to let me die. I HATE
YOU!” Jared screamed out. His emotions got the upper hand and he started to
lash out at Jensen. He punched him, hitting him with fists as he tried to get
away.
Jensen tightened his hold over Jared, turning Jared away from him so that he
could encircle Jared with his embrace. He pushed Jared’s arms against his chest
and crossed his own arms over them, holding on, not letting go. The initial
hits that Jared got in stung and Jensen could feel the blood running down his
face from a cut on his brow but he did not let go.
“LET ME GO, I HATE YOU.” Jared screamed again. He didn’t want to feel safe. He
didn’t want to feel like he belonged somewhere or that he was loved, if it
meant telling Jensen that he hated him, then he’ll do it. He wanted to die; he
just did not want to exist anymore. The more he struggled to get away, the
tighter Jensen held him. Jared could feel his own strength fading, his body was
aching and he was so tired. For the first time he became aware of the fact that
the tears were streaming down his face. It made him feel even weaker.
Jensen could feel Jared started struggling less. The younger man’s body was
shaking and sobs were tearing out of him. Slowly Jensen started rocking Jared.
He knew it would calm Jared down. “You don’t hate me and I will never let you
go. Michael was evil. He had no right in raping you the first time, you where a
child, you did not consent to that. He was in a position of trust towards you
and he misused that position. He was the one who got you hooked onto drugs so
that you could become dependent on him. He let you believe that you’re the one
responsible for Brandon’s death. He was sick. He tried to rape you again; he
sexually assaulted and tortured you. He never deserved to live; he never
deserved to breathe your name.” Jensen whispered these words into Jared’s ear,
hoping that Jared would hear them and hoping that Jared would start believing
in them. “If I could, I’d kill him again; I would kill him for each and every
time he looked at you, for each and every time he thought of you, for making
you not believe in yourself anymore, for making you believe that you deserved
this, because you don’t.” Jensen turned so that they were both laying down on
the grass, not releasing his hold over Jared but encircling him in his embrace,
drawing him in even closer and making sure that Jared knew that he was being
loved. When Jared’s body sagged against his Jensen knew that Jared was asleep,
his body and soul beaten down by the unnecessary burden of guilt and shame he
carried with him. Only when Jensen knew that Jared was asleep did he take out
his phone to make an important call. He knew that this was only the first step
for Jared and that this was going to be a very long evening for all of them,
but it was necessary. Jared needed to know what he meant to everybody else.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jared moaned when he felt himself being lifted up. He did not want to go
anywhere. He wanted to stay where he was, he felt save.
“Shhh, it’s okay. We’re just taking you back to Jeff’s place.” Jared heard the
voice speaking to him, but could not make out who it was. He was so tired.
“No, leave me. Don’t want to move.” He tried to push the hands away from him,
his eyes still closed.
“Calm down, Jared. It’s just me.” Jensen dragged his fingers through Jared’s
hair. Jared was getting agitated again.
Jared heard Jensen’s voice and calmed down. “Want to sleep.”
“I know you want to sleep, but it’s getting dark outside so I want to get you
home.” Jensen replied and lifted Jared up in his arms. He nearly staggered from
the weight and was glad that Chad was there to assist him. Between the two of
them they got Jared back into the Impala.
“Would you mind driving? I don’t want to let go of him.” Jensen asked as he
made sure that Jared was resting comfortable against him.
“Sure, I’ll let Tom and Steve pick up my car from here.” Chad answered as he
climbed into the driver’s seat. The rest of the trip back to Jeff’s home was
done in silence.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen lowered Jared to their bed and stepped back. He looked over to where
Chad was standing next to Misha and Chris.
“I found this in his pocket.” Jensen held the bottle of pills out for all of
them to see. He found the pills just after he spoke to Chad on the phone. It
must have fallen out of Jared’s pocket as they were struggling on the grass.
“Any of the pills missing?” Chad asked as he moved over to take the bottle from
Jensen’s hand. He would keep it with him, only giving it to Jared when it was
time for his next dosage.
“No.” Jensen answered and rubbed his hand across his face.
“That’s good.” Misha replied as he started to check Jared over. Chad called him
over and as Chris was with him the two came together.
When Misha touched Jared the younger man started to squirm, and although he was
beyond exhausted, he knew the hands that were touching him did not belong to
Jensen. “No, leave me, please.” He tried to push the hands away and with some
difficulty managed to open his eyes. When Jared saw Misha and Chris in front of
him he tried to scramble away; he might have started to trust them at the
hospital but he was in no way comfortable with being alone with them.
Jensen saw the first signs of Jared panicking and stepped forward. “Easy, I’m
here.” He sat next to Jared on the bed.
“Jensen?” Jared whispered and relaxed. He was so immensely tired.
“Yeah, that’s my name.” Jensen replied, smiling at Jared. He wanted Jared to be
at ease. “How’re you feeling?”
“Tired, how did I get here?” Jared whispered again as he noticed for the first
time that he was in their bed at Jeff’s place.
“I had to carry you, Sasquatch.” Jensen joked and placed a comforting hand on
Jared’s nape. He pulled Jared closer to him and placed a soft kiss on his
forehead. “Misha just wanted to have a look, is that all right?” Jensen knew he
had to make sure Jared was comfortable with the other two doctors in the room
before Misha could continue with his examination.
Jared wanted to run away. He still could not understand why anyone would want
to be near him. He then remembered the conversation at the pool and he started
to withdraw from Jensen embrace. “You’re wrong; I did deserve what Michael did
to me. I’m rubbish. Please just let me go.” Once again Jared’s voice did not go
beyond a whisper. He was still so unsure of himself in any other person’s
company. He pulled harder to get away.
“Oh, no you don’t.” Jensen knew immediately that Jared wanted to get away, so
he dragged Jared closer, making sure that Jared could not get away from him.
“Remember what I told you at the pool. I love you. You belong here with me; you
belong in Chad’s life. Tom sees you as one of his closest friends and Steve and
Jeff see you as their own son. Please, Jared, don’t do this to yourself.”
Jared heard what Jensen was saying. He wanted to believe him but then why did
Michael do all of those horrible things to him; why did his mother and father
died and left him all alone? “I don’t understand.” Jared closed his eyes and
leaned into Jensen. He was so tired. His hand moved to his pocket. He still had
one chance to change everything for the better.
Both Misha and Chris saw Jared’s hand moving to his pocket and sighed in
relieve, knowing that Jensen got hold of the pills. Jensen and the others would
have to keep an eye on Jared to make sure he did not try to do anything stupid.
“It’s not there anymore, Jared. It fell out of your pocket. I gave it back to
Chad.” Jensen said as he took Jared’s hand in his and held it close to his
chest.
“It will be better for everyone if I’m gone.” Jared whispered.
Jensen turned Jared so that Jared was facing him. “Listen to me very carefully.
I will tell you this now and I will keep on telling you this until you come to
accept it as the truth. It will not be better for anyone of us if you were not
here. You belong with us. We all love you. I. Love. You.” Jensen punctuated the
last three words, marking Jared’s face with kisses as he uttered the last
sentence.
Jared could feel Jensen against him; it was as if he could feel the other man’s
emotions through him. He knew instantly that Jensen was telling the truth.
“What if you find out that I’m not worth it?”
“That would never happen, I promise.” Jensen replied as he hugged Jared even
closer. “Now, Misha still needs to check you out, okay? You’ve been running a
fever and I want to make sure you are okay.” Jensen explained as he pulled away
so that Jared could lie flat on the bed.
“Don’t leave me.” Jared grabbed hold of Jensen as the older man started to pull
away.
“I’m not leaving you, just making space for Misha.” Jensen reassured Jared. He
nodded towards Misha and stroked Jared’s hair as Misha conducted the
examination.
Misha threw the syringe into the waste basket before he addressed the two men
on the bed. “You’ve got a low grade fever going. Just let Chad keep an eye on
you for that. I’ve given you something to reduce it as well as a sedative. It
will help you sleep; you really need to get more rest, Jared.”
Jared did not answer but only nodded his head. He could feel the drug taking
effect already. He was so tired. Hopefully something would go wrong during the
night and he won’t wake up in the morning. He slowly closed his eyes as his
breath evened out and he drifted to sleep. He did not even feel it when Jensen
removed his shoes and his jeans or tucked him in under the covers. He whimpered
when Jensen moved away but settled down as Jensen dragged his fingers through
his hair, whispering in his ear.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jared became aware of his surroundings as he felt Jensen’s hands moving through
his hair. He loved it when Jensen did this and he moved closer to Jensen’s
body. The other man was a constant comfort to him, even as he slept.
“Are you planning on waking up any time soon, sleeping beauty?” Jensen asked as
Jared moved closer. He was amazed at the fact that Jared slept through the
night without any nightmares chasing him around.
Jared slowly opened his eyes and looked over to where Jensen was propped up
against the headboard. He wanted to smile but the events of the previous day
made itself known to him and he pulled away abruptly.
“No, you’re not getting away so easily.” Jensen tightened his hold on Jared’s
waist and pulled him closer. “We’ve got a few things to discuss this morning
and you staying put until we do.”
“I’m not worth it, Jen, please just let me go.” Jared pleaded.
“I’m not listening to you, Jay. You’re the one who’s going to listen to me.”
Jensen pulled Jared closer making sure that Jared knew that he was serious
about their talk.
“You’ve managed to turn my whole life upside down. After my brother died I only
existed, I did not live. I started building the rehabilitation centre because I
wanted to help young people with their drug problems, but my heart was not in
it. You made me realize that I’ve got a reason to live, you where sent on my
way to help me. I always thought that it would be difficult to lay my life on
the line for the person I was suppose to protect, but I would have done it
because it was my work, it was expected of me. For you, Jay, for you I would
gladly forfeit my life to keep you safe. To know that you’ll be able to go on
with your life; to make something of it. I know what Michael did to you was
horrendous, but you can’t let that get you down. You’ve got friends here that
are willing to do anything for you. Yesterday you said that your parents died
to get away from you. That’s not true; their deaths had nothing to do with you.
You need to start realizing how amazing you are, how proud your parents were of
you. Don’t give up hope because of one lousy fucking asshole. Please, give
yourself this chance to live.”
Jared listened to what Jensen had to say. He could feel that Jensen meant every
word that he spoke. He so badly wanted to believe the other man. He did not
want to feel as if he was useless, he wanted to feel loved. He missed his
parents so much, he never got the opportunity to say goodbye to either of them.
He knew Jensen was talking the truth, he knew even before Jensen told him
yesterday that Brandon’s death was not his fault, it was just so easy to blame
himself. Maybe, just maybe Jensen was right, maybe he must take this chance and
do something with it. But, then why must he do this. He’s alone, his got no
family and why would Jensen want to be with him, he can’t expect the other man
to give up his life just for him.
“I’m scared, Jensen. I’m all alone.” Jared knew he sounded pathetic. He was
twenty years old and could not handle life on the outside on his own.
“You’re not alone and I know you scared. You’ve been through hell and back, but
I’m here. I was serious yesterday when I told you I love you. You’re part of my
life. I’m not letting go of you. I’ll help you through this. Please, Jay, don’t
give up hope. Give yourself a chance; give the two of us a chance.” Jensen
leaned in and kissed Jared softly on the mouth. It was the first time that he
kissed Jared on the mouth since the incident.
When Jensen’s lips touched Jared’s he wanted to pull away. For one second he
could still taste Michael on him but then he could smell Jensen and he knew he
was safe. He parted his lips and inhaled Jensen scent. He felt Jensen tongue
against his teeth, Jensen’s teeth pulling at his lip, nipping him, asking,
demanding further access to Jared’s mouth. Jensen’s hand cradled Jared’s head,
pushing Jared forward so that he could increase the pressure on Jared’s mouth.
Jensen played with Jared’s tongue. Suckling on it, pulling it into his own
mouth, twirling his tongue around Jared’s tongue and nipping him softly on the
bottom lip. Jensen held Jared’s head close and moved his other hand towards
Jared’s torso, stroking him over his t-shirt, lingering with his hand on
Jared’s nipple, feeling the nip reacting to the heat of his hand before moving
on to get the same reaction from the twin bud.
Jared felt his nipples reacting, he could feel the heat of Jensen’s hand
through his t-shirt and he arched forward. He needed to feel Jensen’s hands on
his skin. He moaned softly and raised his own hands to cup Jensen’s face. He
missed this; he missed touching and kissing Jensen. Needing more he pressed
closer to Jensen hoping to get the other man to lie back on the bed so that he
could lie on top of him. Jensen must have sensed what he wanted because he
dragged Jared deeper in his embrace and leaned back on the mattress so that
Jared could lie on top of him.
Jensen released the hold on Jared’s nape and lowered his hands to Jared’s back,
stroking lazily over the well developed back muscles, feeling how they reacted
to his touch. At Jared’s waist he let his hands come to a stop, he needed
Jared’s permission to take his t-shirt off. He would not ruin this moment by
taking anything for granted.
As Jared kissed Jensen he became aware of Jensen’s hands on his lower back, the
heat waves penetrating through his t-shirt and he groaned again. As Jensen’s
hands stopped moving, Jared broke the kiss and looked at Jensen with confusion
in his eyes.
“I need to touch your skin.” Jensen drawled and placed his hands on Jared’s
waist.
Not having the voice to agree, Jared nodded and lifted himself off Jensen so
that Jensen could remove the t-shirt from his body. Jared gasped as Jensen’s
hands scraped against his skin as he took the t-shirt off. Fuck, he missed
this.
When Jensen removed the t-shirt he leaned in again, catching Jared’s mouth in
another kiss, sending pleasure waves through Jared’s body with the limited
contact between them. Jared could not wait to feel Jensen’s hands on his skin
and he leaned into Jensen.
Jensen slowly kissed Jared before he placed his hands on Jared’s back stroking
his back in long sure strokes, spreading his hands so that his fingers played
across Jared’s ribs. It still amazed Jensen on how much weight Jared has lost
over these past couple of weeks, but he intended to make that right.
His hands moved across Jared’s torso and abs. He played with the twin buds,
making them come alive, hardening under his touch, swelling so tight. As Jared
arched forward, Jensen took one of the buds into his mouth, suckling gently,
lapping it with his tongue, nipping and pulling at it. He had to smile when he
heard Jared’s groan out in pleasure. He teased the nipple to the stage of over
stimulation before he moved to its twin.
Jared squirmed and tried to get even closer to Jensen, to be devoured by the
other man, to feel the love that Jensen poured onto him, into his soul. When
Jensen took hold of one of his nipples the first wave of pleasure ascended on
Jared. He had to gasp, he never felt so alive than at that moment. He thought
he would never be able to feel these type of emotions again, that he would
always be reminded of Michael on top of him, forcing himself onto Jared, taking
what did not belonged to him.
Jared became aware of the growing pressure between his thighs, his erection
growing harder, demanding to be touched, to be taken care of. Slowly he started
moving against Jensen, he needed the friction.
Jensen could feel Jared’s hardening erection. It pleased him, knowing that
Jared was at least enjoying this as much as he was. When Jared started moving
against him, Jensen opened his own legs wider, giving Jared more room to move
and he arched his own hips towards Jared’s hips, making sure that Jared could
feel straining against his boxers as well.
Jensen cupped Jared, pressing him against him, moving his hands into Jared’s
boxers, feeling Jared’s tight skin against his hands, stroking and pressing him
closer, kneading his cheeks, showing Jared the pleasures he could bring to him.
Jared wanted to pull away as he felt Jensen’s hands beneath his boxers, but he
relaxed as he felt Jensen pressing him even closer, increasing the friction
between them. He moved faster, not willing to stop, showering Jensen with
kisses, dishing out the same pleasure as Jensen did to him.
Jensen swung his legs around Jared’s hips, trapping their two engorged cocks
between them. He could feel his own pre cum leaking and the wetness of Jared’s
boxers. He let Jared set the pace, keeping up with the younger man, both of
them breathing hard, panting, still touching and kissing each other not wanting
the release to come too soon, but knowing it was unstoppable.
Jared’s movements started to get erratic as his muscles drew together, his
balls contracting and the blinding white light engulfing his vision with spasms
of pleasure as he started pumping and jets of cum spewed from him, marking his
own body, seeping through his boxers, marking Jensen as well.
When Jensen felt Jared starting to lose control, he took over the pace, making
sure that Jared would cum, making sure that the other man got all of the
pleasure in this experience and as Jared found his release, so did Jensen.
Their orgasms riding together; their bodies gliding over each other, until
there were only the after effects of bliss left. Only then did Jensen took hold
of Jared again, gathering him in his arms, turning them to their sides to
cuddle together, not bothering to clean up but drifting off to a peaceful
sleep.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen tried to ignore the ringing in his ears but the sound persisted and he
opened his eyes looking over to where his cell phone was. Not wanting to wake
Jared up he answered it quickly. “Ackles.”
“Jensen.” Jim Beaver’s voice sounded tired over the phone. “You need to come
in. We’ve got trouble, it concerns, Jared.” Not giving the younger man the
opportunity to reply he ended the conversation and sat back. Jensen was going
to go ballistic. He looked over at the destruction before his eyes. His whole
office was ransacked only two items were missing. Jared Padalecki’s file and
the camcorder with the evidence of what Michael did to Jared.
***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter 8
“What the fuck, Jim? Why is your office in such a mess and what does it have to
do with Jared?” Jensen asked in frustration, kicking at an overturned chair in
Jim’s office.
Jim Beaver did not answer; he had no answer to the question asked off him by
the young man standing with shoulders bent. “We need to find out who did this,
Jensen.”
Jensen lifted his head before he answered his mentor and friend. “What are you
not telling me, Jim?” Jensen has known his mentor for a long time, and he
immediately knew Jim has not yet told him everything.
Jim looked up and threw the papers down on the floor again. “We’re going to
need something stronger than coffee for this,” he said as he poured them both a
shot of whiskey.
Knowing that he could no longer stall Jim started with his story. “When we
entered the cabin there was a camcorder.” He held up his hand when Jensen
wanted to interrupt him.
“There was no time to look at what was on it so we brought it with. My gut told
me it had something to do with what Michael did to Jared so after I’ve
established that the two of you were out of danger I came to the office and
looked at it.” Jim took a swig of the fiery whiskey before he continued.
“It started with Michael addressing the camera, explaining on how he found out
where you were and what he was going to do with Jared once he found him. There
were images on of Patrick’s body and Michael bragged on how easy it was to kill
Patrick.
The next clip showed the outside of the cabin. He explained in detail what he
was going to do. When the screen goes on again, Jared was spread out on the
floor.” Not wanting to go into further detail Jim ended his story. “It showed
everything that happened in the cabin up until he’s killed.”
Jensen placed his head between his hands and rubbed tiredly over his face. “Why
did you not tell me about this, Jim?” He sounded tired.
“Jensen, my boy, I wanted to tell you on more than one occasion, but each time
I just chickened out, I could not get it over my heart to tell you there was
more. It was my intention to tell you, because I knew that you would want to
destroy that recording yourself.”
“You should have told me at the beginning, Jim.”
“I know son and I’m sorry. Please, I did not mean for anyone to get hold of
that recording.” Jim pleaded with the younger man.
“Did anyone else look at it?” Jensen asked, not acknowledging the apology given
by the older man.
“No. I made sure no one else saw it.”
“Was it with Jared’s file?” Jensen had to know. Either someone else knew about
the recording or it was just a mere coincidence that the disk was taken as
well. He, however, doubted that that was the case.
“No.”
Jensen nodded his head. “So, whoever took the file knew about the disk. Do you
still have a copy of Michael’s file?”
Jim frowned. “Why are you asking? Do you think this could be linked to him?”
“It must be. Who else would know about the disk if they did not have a hand in
this whole fucking mess? We’re missing something Jim. There must be a link
between Michael and the person responsible for taking the disk. Hopefully I’ll
be able to find answers in Michael’s file. Hell, it’s the only place I know
where to start looking at.” Jensen said as he finished off his whiskey and rose
to his feet.
“I’ll send a copy over.”Jim replied.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen looked at the younger man sitting across from him. Jared was silently
rocking back and forth since Jensen broke the news. Jared refused to be touched
by anyone, even Jensen.
“Jared, please look at me.”Jensen pleaded. He wanted to take Jared in his arms
and hold him close. He wanted to comfort the young man. To explain to him that
he’ll make sure that nothing happens to him. To assure and to promise Jared
that he’ll get the disk back and that whoever took the disk will suffer.
Jared could hear the plea in Jensen’s voice. He felt so used and dirty. The
moment that Jensen told him of the recording he remembered everything. Every
last detailed played in his head, over and over. He could feel the knife
against his skin as Michael cut away his boxers. He felt Michael’s hot breath
on his skin, as he leant in and brutally kissed him. He felt when Michael
violated him and how his erection pulsed with life but also with pain. He
cursed at his own body. He still could not understand why his body responded to
Michael’s touches in such a way.
Jared knew he had to get out of the house. He could not face any of his
friends. He did not deserve their pity. He quickly got to his feet and started
to run from the room. He did not even hear when Jensen called out to him. Jared
ran straight out of the house and ran towards the gate. When he saw the gate
closed he did not even hesitate but pulled himself over and landed on the other
side before setting off on a run again. He did not care where he was running
to; he just needed to get away from everything.
                                    oo-0-oo
When Jared got up Jensen was surprised at this, but what surprised him even
more was the fact that Jared started to run out of the house. When he called
out to Jared and was ignored Jensen got to his feet and started to run after
him. He was just in time to see Jared jumping across the gate. “What the fuck?”
Jensen sprinted across the driveway and jumped over the gate himself. He could
just see Jared disappearing around the corner. Not stopping Jensen started
running after Jared while he took out his cell phone.
“Chad, Jared’s running away. Get the car and follow us, we’re heading south on
Nicolson Avenue.” Jensen winched as his side pulled when he lengthened his
strides. He could already feel the burning sensation in his lungs and he now
understood when he was told by Christian to avoid strenuous exercise for the
next few months. ‘Where the fuck is Chad?’ Jensen wondered as he saw the
distance between himself and Jared getting bigger. He tried to call out again
but Jared did not even turn to acknowledge him.
When Chad pulled up next to him Jensen could kiss the other man. He quickly
jumped in and directed Chad in Jared’s direction. “What the fuck, Chad,” Jensen
was gasping for air. “Has he done something like this before?”
Chad looked over at Jensen, seeing how pale Jensen was, his face covered with
sweat. “Hey, are you okay, you look like shit?”
Jensen lifted his eyebrow at Chad while trying to get his breathing and pulse
rate under control. He decided that it was not a good idea to try and speak at
the moment, it would just rob him of more oxygen, so he just nodded his head.
Chad remembered that Jensen asked him a question and sighed before he answered.
“At school Jared competed in athletics, cross country. He was pretty damn good
at it to. At one stage he was even chosen to compete in the regional’s. Then
one day he just stopped. It was just after my brother’s death. From there on if
you cornered him he would run. His security detail had their hands full at that
stage, but then that also just stopped, it was if he couldn’t care anymore.
First running away from his problems – literately, and then he just gave up.”
Jensen nodded again. His breathing was starting to get under control. “How far
would he run?”
Chad smiled, “until he no longer could.” Chad spotted Jared on the other side
of the road and hooted at him. Jared looked back, shook his head and changed
direction going back in the direction he came from.
“Oh fuck, I don’t believe this! He’s doing this on purpose.” Jensen growled.
Since they were on a one way Chad could not turn the car around and had to
drive until the next intersection before heading back the way they came via
another block.
“We could go back home, he most likely will turn back on his own?” Chad
ventured to suggest.
“No, in the condition he’s now, I don’t think so. He’s still in danger as well.
We don’t know who’s got that fucking recording, they could be tailing and
targeting him as well.” Jensen was pondering if he should call this in, the
police would be ordered to help locate Jared but knowing that Jared still
didn’t trust anyone he knew that that was a bad idea.
“If he’s not returning home, where would he go to?” Jensen needed to get to
Jared and he need to get to him soon.
Chad had to think carefully. Things around Jared changed so much these couple
of months that he did not think that Jared would go to any of his usual spots.
“Honestly? I’ve got no idea. If this was a year back, I would have been able to
tell you in a heartbeat, now, I don’t know.”
Jensen groaned. “You’re not helping here, Chad. “
“The cemetery. After his mom passed away he run from everyone and everything.
The third time his detail found him at the cemetery they did not even bother
looking for him anyplace else. They would just go straight there and pick him.
I once asked him why there and he said it was the only place he could get away
from everything.” Chad remembered.
“Okay, let’s go.” Jensen hoped that Chad was right in his assessment of where
Jared was.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jared’s strides became slower as he neared the entrance gate to the cemetery.
Everything was once again just plain fucked up. For the past couple of days he
started believing again, feeling that it was possible to be with Jensen, to
start living again, but he was so wrong. He was bone tired as he fell to the
ground in front of the headstone. He felt the tears already streaming down his
face. He did not give a damn. He just wanted everything to come to an end.
“Mom, I miss you and dad so much. I’m sorry I don’t come and visit that often
anymore. I wish I could just be with you. There were so many things that I
wanted to tell you, which I never did. I wanted to tell you what happened the
night Brandon died, but I was too scared. I thought you would blame me. I
wanted to tell you that Michael…” Jared’s breath hitched, he sighed deeply
before he continued “that I thought Michael loved me but how he used me and he,
he raped me mom. It burned and it hurt so much. I thought he was going to split
me in two but he only laughed and then Brandon showed up and he just killed him
and I didn’t do anything mom. I’m so sorry, I should’ve helped him but I did
not, instead I lied to the police. Michael, he just grinned and got me high
again that night and it felt so good that I could not give a damn and then you
died and I was alone.” Jared curled himself up into the fetal position, hugging
his drawn up knees to his chest, tears still rolling down his face.
“I’m sorry, I did not want to tell you all of the bad things, I tried to get
better but it did not work and then dad got me a new security detail. He is the
main reason why I’m able to tell you all of the bad things mom. You would have
liked him, his name is Jensen. He helped me with my addiction and, and I love
him mom. He saved me from Michael and myself but now, now I don’t know what to
do. Michael made a recording of what he did to me and when Jensen told me, I
remembered mom, I remembered everything. How can Jensen stand being near me,
how can he stand to touch me, to tell me that he loves me? I’m damaged goods;
no one is interested in damaged goods. I don’t want him to get hurt. If the
paparazzi get hold of that recording they will have a field day and I don’t
want Jensen to get pulled into that. Mom, I’m so scared, I don’t want to lose
him but I can’t do this to him, please mom, what must I do, I can’t do this on
my own.” Jared traced the lettering of the tombstone with his finger. He felt
completely drained. He closed his eyes and slowly his breathing evened out,
sending him off to a deep level of unconsciousness.
                                    oo-0-oo
As soon as Chad brought the car to a standstill Jensen got out and run towards
the graves. He spotted something lying across the grave of the former first
lady. ‘No!’ Jensen ran faster and came to a running halt crouching next to
Jared. “Jared?”
When he got no response Jensen turned the younger man over, already fearing the
worst. As he turned Jared over he looked for a pulse and a sigh of relieve
crossed his lips as he felt the pulse under his finger tips.
His heart ached as he saw the dried tear marks running across Jared’s face.
“Jared, wake up please.” He used his thumbs to clean Jared’s cheeks. His worry
increased as he got no response from the younger man. “Jared, come on baby open
your eyes.” He tried again, as he shook Jared’s shoulder slightly.
Chad crouched next to Jensen and took Jared’s wrist in his hand, checking his
pulse. “It’s a bit fast, but seeing that he just ran at least five miles it’s
not too bad.”
“Why’s he not waking up?” Jensen sounded scared.
“I think he’s just exhausted. Let me help you to get him to the car and back to
your house. I’ll check him out there.” Chad said as he stood up and helped
Jensen to carry Jared back to the vehicle.
                                    oo-0-oo
“It’s been two days Jim and he’s still not awake. Both Chad and Misha said that
it’s nothing to worry about, he’ll wake up when he’s ready, but I can’t do
this. I need to see him waking up.” Jensen was getting more anxious by the
minute.
“Boy, don’t worry. Just give him some time. You dropped a big bomb on him by
telling him of the recording and after everything that happened it’s no wonder
that he shut down like he did. He just needs some time, he’ll wake up soon.”
Jim tried to console Jensen.
He was at Jensen’s house to give him an update on the investigation concerning
the burglary of his office. Fingerprints were lifted from various items in the
office, including the cabinet in which Jim placed the recording, away from
Jared’s file. Due to the fact that so many people came into the office the
prints lifted didn’t mean a thing. But he did promise Jensen to give him
everything that they’ve got so he handed the file over. “Here it’s a list with
the fingerprints you’ve wanted a copy of. I don’t think you’ll find anything
there.”
“Thanks, Jim, it’s a start. I’ve been going through Michael’s file. There’s
something that’s bothering me, but I can’t seem to place my finger on it.”
Jensen said as he thought back on what he read the previous evening in Michael
Rosenbaum’s file. The man had graduated in the top one percent of his class at
Quantico before moving on to the Secret Service. He quickly made a name for
himself and he became one of the youngest special agent’s in the Service’s
history.
His superiors thought he would be a good influence on Jared and they promoted
him to Jared’s detail after a freak accident claimed the life of Jared’s
primary agent. “Jim?” Jensen spoke up as he remembered that detail. “The
official ruling on agent Dickson’s death was accidental?”
Jim frowned. “Yeah, why you’re asking?”
“It was only after his death that Michael got onto Jared’s detail. If agent
Dickson did not die, Michael would never have been promoted.” Jensen replied.
He could see the wheels turning in Jim’s mind.
“Are you saying Michael killed the man?”
Jensen shrugged his shoulders, “It’s something that needed to be checked out.”
Jim could not believe what Jensen said. He never for one moment thought that
one of his agents would be responsible for the killing of another, but since
Michael did kill Patrick who’s he to say that he did not off Dickson as well.
“Okay, let’s say for one moment you’re right, how does that help us in finding
who took the recording?”
Jensen shook his head and sighed in frustration. “I don’t know, I just know
that the answer is in this file, and I’ll find it. Thanks for bringing the
fingerprints.”Jensen walked out with Jim and stood and watched as his mentor’s
car drove off.
                                    oo-0-oo
The man ducked behind the steering wheel as Jensen’s motor gate opened and a
car drove by. Making sure that the driver did not see him he stayed hunkered
down until he knew the vehicle has turned the corner.
‘What where you doing here, Jim? Did you come to fuck Jensen? I always thought
the two of you were closer then you let on.’ A cruel smile appeared on his
face. He wished he could be inside of that house, but he would just have to
abide his time. In the end he would have his revenge.
He shifted in his seat and leaned across to the passenger seat before
retrieving the disk that was hidden beneath the seat. ‘This is going to be so
much fun. That fucking Jensen will never see this coming and Jared, well that
fucking little prick will have no choice but to pay for what he has done.
Michael belonged to him. He could not wait to show this to the whole world. I
hope it drives him to self destruction, it’s more than he deserves, it’s more
than what Michael got.’
The man placed the disk back and groaned out loud as he thought of his dead
friend and lover. He still could not believe that their plans went so far
south. He knew Michael was obsessed with Jared and he encouraged that because
it made their sex life so fucking intense. He could still smell the pheromones
after they had a marathon fuck session. Michael always loved getting off on
hurting his partner and well he, he did not mind the pain. Just thinking of it
made him hard. He grabbed hard at his crotch feeling the wet spot seeping
through his jeans. Fuck, he needed to get laid.
He was pulled from his musings when he heard the Impala starting up. “So,
Jensen where are you off to? Are you really going to leave that little prick
behind or has he actually woken up?” He shifted down in his seat not wanting to
be caught out here. He knew he was taking a risk, but he wanted to have a look
around before implementing his plan.
When the Impala pulled out he has a quick look and arched his brows: “So Mr.
Ackles where are you off to and do I follow you or do I stay put?”He considered
his options before deciding to stay put. In fact this would be a golden
opportunity to have a look around. He knew Jared would not be alone but he was
not scared of any of the men who might be in the house.
After he made sure that no one was around he slipped out of the SUV and started
walking down the block before turning back to approach the property from the
other side. He knew the security cameras were not working, there were some
difficulties in connecting them to the system at the Service’s head office.
Looking around he launched himself up and jumped quietly over the wall on the
side of the rehabilitation center. Since the place was still deserted he did
not waste his time in hiding, but quickly crossed the distance to the
connecting wall that separated the center from the main house. He overcome that
hurdle as well but this time he stayed on his haunches to make sure that no one
spotted him before making his way towards the backside of the house.
Seeing no one at the pool he run towards the side wall and looked carefully
around the corner. Not spotting anyone on the deck he turned around and made
his way to the other side of the house. He had to get into the house to make
sure of a few things and he really had to get a look at Jared but he could only
do that from inside since their bedroom was on the top floor.
He slipped through the side entrance and crouched down as he heard voices. He
smiled as he heard all three voices of the men he knew would be in the house
with Jared. Jared would be alone in the room since Chad was at work. He moved
slowly across the foyer and made quick work of the stairs. On the top landing
he looked around for a second, listing to the voices again coming up from the
kitchen area. He made his way down the hall until he reached the main bedroom.
He smiled as he turned the knob before he entered the room. If it was not for
the fact that he wanted to humiliate Jared this would have been the ideal
opportunity to kill the fucking piece of shit.
The man walked softly towards the bed, noting the young man sleeping on the
bed. Jared was facing away from the door, his breaths deep and peaceful. “I
could kill you right now, just think of that, but not now, I want you to take
your own life.” He brushed Jared’s hair out of his face before leaning in and
placing a wet kiss on Jared’s mouth, sticking out his tongue and licking the
side of Jared’s face. “You taste fucking delicious.”
He knew he had to get out of there so he stuck the image on the sliding door as
his calling card before leaving the room quietly again. Making sure that no one
saw him he made his way back down the stairs and left the house as he entered
it and for the fun of it he slammed the door behind him running like mad to get
away.
                                    oo-0-oo
“Does Chad or Misha have any idea when Jared will wake up?” Tom asked as he
leaned back into Steve’s embrace.
Jeff shook his head. “No, they keep on saying that he’ll wake up when he’s
ready.”
Steve shook his head. “Why can’t Jared get a break? It’s like the devil himself
is out to get him.”
Jeff sighed. “Jensen is starting to show signs of breaking himself. He’s not
sleeping; just sitting next to Jared the whole time or gathering him in his
arms, stroking his hair. It’s weird that he actually volunteered to go and pick
up lunch.”
“That would be my doing.” Tom said. “I told him he needed to get some fresh
air; he’s beginning to look like a ghost. I played the guilt card on how Jared
would blame himself if he saw in what condition Jensen was.”
“Why didn’t I think of that before?” Jeff growled and Steve started to laugh.
Tom wanted to reply when they heard the side door slamming shut. “What the
fuck?” Steve said as he turned towards the kitchen door. “I’ll go and check it
out, make sure Jared’s alright.”
Jeff nodded as he retrieved his Beretta from beneath the counter and headed up
the stairs. He slowly proceeded down the hallway, checking in each room before
coming to a halt in front of the main bedroom. He took the safety off and
pushed the door open. He could see Jared still asleep on the bed. He checked
the suite’s bathroom before returning to check on Jared himself.
Jared was still sleeping soundly, and Jeff was grateful for that. When he
turned around he swore beneath his breath before plucking the photo from the
sliding door. He quickly checked to see if the sliding door was properly closed
before he moved out of the bedroom. Not thinking twice on it, he locked the
bedroom door behind him, placing the key in his pocket. He had to get hold of
Jensen.
When Jeff returned to the kitchen he heard Steve speak to Jensen on the cell.
“Jensen you need to get back. There was someone in the house. He ran away, I
followed him but I lost him. Yes, Jeff went to check on Jared.” Steve looked up
and saw Jeff coming in. “Wait, here is Jeff, speak to him.” He handed the phone
over to Jeff.
As Jeff took the phone he heard Tom speaking to the police. “Jensen.”
“Jeff, what the fuck, is Jared alright?” Jensen sounded as if he was panicking.
“Yeah, he’s fine. He’s still asleep and I made sure he’s safe and I locked him
inside the room. Just come home, there something I need to show you.”
“Fuck, I’ll be there in two.” Jensen said, ending the conversation.
”Is the police on their way?” Jeff addressed Tom as he handed Steve’s cell back
to him.
“Yeah, they’re sending over some units.” Tom replied.
Jeff tossed the photo on the counter. “The bastard was in their room.”
Steve picked the photo up and handed it over to Tom without a word.
“Where did he get this? I thought Jim said all of these photos were destroyed.”
Tom looked at the photo again; he could feel the bile rising up in his throat.
The photo was clearly one of the manipulated ones. It showed Michael and Jared,
with Jared spread out underneath Michael, Michael pounding into him.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen pulled Jared into his arms and rested his head on top of the younger
man’s head. ‘How am I going to keep you safe?’
The police swept the area but could not find anything suspicious. They did find
some foot prints on the center’s side but it was not enough to work on. Extra
patrols were arranged and two agents were now also stationed inside the house.
“You really need to wake up for me Jared. I need to see those eyes of you. I
need to tell you that I’ll keep you safe, so that you can hear the words and
believe me.”
Chad looked up from where he was seated on a couch across from the bed.
“Jensen, you need to stop playing the blaming game.”
“Chad how can you say that? I am supposed to keep him safe but I can’t even do
that. First it was that fucking Michael and now, now it’s this creep who not
only got into my house, but put up a photo of Jared and that fuck up Michael.
He could have hurt Jared, he could have killed him.” Jensen sighed deeply.
“Jensen, no. You can’t go on like this. If Jared wakes up and sees you like
this he would try and get away from you again to spare you the grieve. He needs
you now more than ever. We all know that you’ll find this new threat to Jared
and that you’ll keep him safe, but don’t doubt yourself, please.” Chad knew he
had to keep Jensen positive, because without Jensen Jared would not survive
this new threat.
Jensen nodded his head. He knew that what Chad was saying was correct. He
slowly brushed Jared’s hair from his face and leaned in to kiss the younger
man. When Jared groaned in his arms he nearly yelled in surprise. “Jared, come
on baby, open your eyes for me, please.” He rubbed Jared’s arms up and down as
if he was warming Jared up.
Jared groaned again as he moved his head from side to side. Slowly he opened
his eyes. He looked confused and could feel the panic setting in.
Jensen noticed it as well. “Hey, it’s alright, you’re safe.” He gently rubbed
circles on Jared’s torso to calm the younger man down.
“How you feeling?” Chad asked as he moved closer to the bed.
“Chad?”Jared sounded confused.
“Hey, buddy. Are you okay?”Chad asked again. He needed to establish how Jared
was doing.
Jared frowned, he could not remember going to bed. He could see the worry in
the two men’s eyes in front of him. “What happened?”
Jensen pulled Jared upright so that he was seated against the headboard. “You
remember I told you about the recording that Michael made that was stolen from
Jim’s office?”
Jared’s breath hitched when the memories returned to him. He slowly nodded his
head. “Yeah, I remember.”
“You got upset and decided to start running. We found you at the cemetery. You
were out of it.” Jensen continued as he lazily dragged his fingers through
Jared’s hair to keep him calm.
“I’m sorry.” He sounded devastated.
“Hey, nothing to be sorry about. I never knew you could run like that.” Jensen
tried to keep the conversation light.
Jared did not answer but tried to get even closer to Jensen. He needed to feel
the older man against him.
Chad knew that both Jared and Jensen needed to spend some time together. “Let
me just check you out quick. You’ve been asleep for two days. I need to make
sure you’re alright.”
“Two days?”
“It’s nothing to worry about. Your body just needed the time to rest.” Chad
explained hastily, not to upset Jared further. He examined Jared quickly and
nodded his head. “You’re doing well. I need you to take it easy for a while.”
“Thanks Chad.” Jensen answered as Chad made ready to leave.
“Call me if you need me.” Chad said before he left the room.
Jared frowned when Jensen followed Chad to the door and locking it behind their
friend. “Why are you locking the door?”
“I need to keep you safe.” Jensen answered as he stepped over to the bed and
climbed in next to Jared.
Jared sighed when he felt Jensen next to him. He turned towards Jensen “I need
to touch you, to feel you.” He was not sure where this was coming from.
Jensen leaned in closer and took Jared’s face in his hands. He started placing
butterfly kisses all around Jared’s mouth, on the tip of his nose and on his
eyelids. When Jared arched closer Jensen smiled and took Jared’s mouth hard
with his own. As Jared opened his mouth he plunged his tongue deep, sweeping up
Jared’s tongue, making sure that Jared knew the urge within him.
Jared groaned as Jensen started kissing him so softly. He needed more than just
sweet little kisses. He arched forward and was rewarded when Jensen kissed him
hard. He did not hesitate but opened his mouth to Jensen and when Jensen’s
tongue entered his mouth Jared wanted nothing more.
The kissing did not let up. Their tongues never seized to move. Dancing around
one another, fighting a loving battle of sheer pleasure. Jensen took hold of
Jared’s bottom lip and suckled hard on it, the blood flowing to the surface,
marking Jared as his.
It was Jared who first broke their kissing. “I need more.”
Jensen did not answer but moved his hands along Jared’s sides, dipping lower
until he found Jared’s t-shirt’s hem and pulled the t-shirt higher until he got
it off the younger man. He lowered Jared slowly to the bed, moving them so that
he did not cover Jared’s body completely, knowing that Jared’s not yet ready.
He started kissing the younger man again, moving lower, before stopping at
Jared’s neck. He quickly found the pulsing point and started licking it with
strong and even strokes. When Jared’s hands encircled his head and pushed him
even closer Jensen knew he was doing something right.
Jared wanted more than just kissing. He voiced his desire and was rewarded when
Jensen removed his t-shirt. For one moment he wanted to panic as he thought
that Jensen was going to cover his body completely. This fear was instantly
forgotten as Jensen kissed him again. When Jensen started licking at his pulse
point he felt the surge of pleasure jolting through this body to the point of
his hardening cock. He thrust upwards, needing friction.
Jensen sensed Jared’s urgency and he spread his legs on either side of Jared’s
so that the younger man had more room. His replaced his tongue with his teeth,
nipping softly at the pulse; enjoying the feeling as Jared’s pulse increased.
Slowly he moved his hands lower, tracing Jared’s ribs, sliding his palms across
Jared’s chest, rubbing circles around Jared’s nipples, feeling the buds rising
underneath his hands.
Slowly he leaned down, capturing one nipple with his mouth, placing kisses
around the edge before using the flat side of his tongue to lick clear across
the nip using his hand to take the pectoral muscle in his hand and squeezing it
tight. He took the point into his mouth and started suckling hard, making sure
that the bud grew tighter before once again using only his tongue’s point to
lick around the areola.
When the assault started on his nipple, Jared whined. He loved it when Jensen
played with him like that. He arched into Jensen’s mouth, dragging his long
fingers through Jared’s short spiky hair and started tucking on Jensen’s shirt.
He groaned in remorse as Jensen stopped his onslaught and moved away to take
his t-shirt off.
“Shh,” Jensen soothed as he steadied himself to take off his shirt. He threw it
across the bed and moved his body lower so that his groin was touching Jared’s.
He smiled when he not only felt Jared’s growing erection touching his own
desire but he could feel the slight wetness seeping through Jared’s boxers.
“May I take this off?” He cupped Jared’s erection in his hand, feeling the
heaviness settle into his palm as if it belonged there.
“Only if you take off yours as well.” Jared groaned out loud. “Please hurry.”
He sounded impatient and out of breath.
Jensen laughed. “I don’t think so.” He stood up slowly, moving away from the
bed so that Jared could have a clear view. He started to stretch his muscles,
grinning as Jared voiced his complaint from the bed. He stretched his arms
above his head before bending forward to stretch his back muscles. When he
stood up again he saw Jared’s eye were blown with lust. The younger man’s hand
sneaking beneath his own boxers to find relieve. “No touching, Sasquatch.”
Jared could hear that Jensen was serious and he pouted as he drew his hand
back. His breath was hitching; he could feel his cock pulsing with life, pre
cum leaking freely from his slit. “Please, I need you.”
“All in good time baby, all in good time.” Jensen turned away from Jared and
slowly started lowering his boxers, giving the young man spread out on the bed
a show and a clear view of his twin cheeks as he slipped the boxers lower,
bending over, exposing his beautiful ass before kicking away the piece of
clothing, only then did he turn back to face Jared.
“Jensen please.” Jared pleaded and begged, wriggling on the bed but not
touching himself. “Please, I need to touch you, I need you to touch me, please
Jen, please.” A lone tear escaped from the corner of his eye, making its way
down the side of his face.
Jensen stepped back to the bed and cupped Jared’s face in his hands. He lowered
his head and placed soft kisses on Jared’s cheek, making sure he kissed away
all of the moisture gathered on the skin. He got on top of the bed, once again
making sure that he did not cover the younger man’s body completely.
As Jensen got on top of him, Jared sighed in relieve. He wanted the pressure of
Jensen’s body on his, the closeness he felt without being overwhelmed. He
traced the older man’s torso, leaning in and placing kisses on Jensen’s torso.
He used his large hands in pulling Jensen closer, trailing up and down Jensen’s
spine, kneading the back muscles. He lifted his lower body into Jensen’s body,
wanting the older man to release him from his boxers and groaned out loud when
he felt Jensen’s hands on him, moving lower, until he slipped his hands
underneath the waistband and started pulling down.
Jensen placed his hands beneath Jared’s boxers and lowered the material slowly,
following the descend with his mouth. As he reached Jared’s naval, he stopped.
Jared whimpered again, but he ignored the younger man. He used his tongue and
lapped at Jared’s belly button. He could feel the ripples of pleasure going
through Jared’s body. It was one of Jared’s most sensual places on his body. He
kept his head steady as Jared tried to push him down further, and used more
force with his tongue, increasing the pressure on the hole before changing
tactics. He lifted his head, smirked at Jared and blew softly into the navel.
Knowing what reaction he was going to get, he was prepared and he held fast to
Jared’s hips as they bucked up when the cool air come into contact with the
warm over stimulated area. Only then did he move lower and dragged the boxers
further down. He ignored Jared’s engorged cock as it sprung free from its
confinement but pulled the boxers down past Jared’s knees and ankles and
slipping them off to fall on the floor.
“Open your eyes baby. Look at me.” Jensen ordered as he saw Jared’s eyes
closed. Jared’s body was covered in a sheen of sweat, giving his tanned body an
even richer tone.
Jared heard Jensen speaking to him and with great difficulty he managed to open
his eyes. Jensen was leaning over him again and as he wanted to beg again he
was silenced when Jensen plunged into his mouth, sending his tongue into
Jared’s mouth to explore and his teeth to tuck on Jared’s lips, marking him
again. Jared pulled on Jensen’s hair, and for one moment wished it was longer
so that he could get a decent grip. He held Jensen’s head to his and snaked his
other hand down in between their bodies until he found Jensen’s cock. The angle
was not right, but he did not want to complain and he used his thumb to flick
across the head, his finger instantly wet from the leaking. He kept on
repeating the action, ignoring the rest of the shaft. He wanted to pat himself
on the shoulder as he heard Jensen groan against his mouth.
Jensen wanted to thrust against Jared’s hand as he stared his assault on the
head of his cock by only using his thumb. He groaned, the pleasure kept on
pounding into him. He gasped when Jared pressed his thumb into the slit and
slowly started to rotate it on the inside. The pressure was immense, he knew he
had to stop Jared otherwise he was sure to cum without any other assistance.
Jensen released Jared’s mouth and pulled Jared’s hand from underneath him away
until he got both of Jared’s hands in his. “You need to stop that.” He smiled.
Jared was clearly flustered and tried to remove his hands from Jensen’s grip.
“You’re not playing nicely.” Jared drawled.
“Who said anything of playing nicely?” Jensen answered before raising Jared’s
arms above his head. He knew that tying Jared up was not an option at this
stage. “Keep them there.” He ordered. He did not release his grip until he saw
that Jared was obeying his order.
“I want to touch you.” Jared begged but kept his arms above his head.
“Soon, I promise.” Jensen answered. He sat up straight and slowly started
grinding his hips into Jared. He was now straddling Jared and wanted to have
eye contact with the younger man to halt any fear which may make itself known
to Jared.
“Keep your arms there.” He order once again before placing his hands on either
side of Jared’s sides and started dragging his fingers across the ribs, letting
them bounce of each rib. He increased the pressure as he continued his way
lower, bringing his hands together and placing both palms flat on Jared’s
stomach. Jared’s cock was prominent, standing at attention, curved towards his
stomach, Jensen’s own member almost in the same position.
Slowly Jensen dragged one of his fingers across Jared’s shaft, holding Jared
down with one of his hands, not wanting the other man to move. He used three of
his fingers and tucked Jared’s cock away from his stomach, aligning it with his
before wrapping his hand around both shafts, squeezing them together.
Jared was panting. His head rolled from side to side. The heat of Jensen’s hand
and Jensen’s cock was driving him up the wall. Jensen must have sensed that he
wanted to speak up because just as he opened his mouth to ask Jensen to move,
Jensen inserted his thumb in much the same way as what Jared had done moments
earlier into Jensen’s slit. He tried to arch his back of the bed but the hand
on his stomach held him down and he whimpered.
“You’re so fucking beautiful. It’s been to long that I’ve tasted you. Gonna lap
you up, suck you dry. Let you plead for release.” Jensen whispered softly
before withdrawing his thumb and releasing his own cock. Not giving Jared the
chance to move he scooted lower and placed his mouth around the beautiful head,
letting the warm air inside his mouth cover the sensitive tip.
Jared gasped and this time he managed to buck up, pushing his cock deeper into
Jensen’s mouth. The warm air around the mushroom tip felt like scolding hot
water, but instead of pain it was only pleasure. He sighed in relieve when
Jensen started moving lower on his shaft. Gasping out loud as Jensen hollowed
his cheeks and took him up to his hilt in one smooth action. He could feel the
back of Jensen’s throat, his cock pressing up against it. He knew he had to
keep still; he did not want Jensen to gag.
Ripples of pleasure started bubbling up through him as Jensen moved up again.
The flat side of his tongue pressed firmly against the prominent vein on the
underside of his cock with his teeth grazing oh so fucking lightly over the top
until only once again Jensen had the tip alone in his mouth. Jared arched
upwards as Jensen sucked hard on the head, not only using the flat side of his
tongue but holding it in his hand and then inserting his tongue into the slit
to lick the pre cum, to gather it in his mouth and then took the shaft whole
again, humming as he went down. His hand now was at Jared’s sack. Playing
softly with his balls; weighing them in his hand letting the balls roll from
one finger to another, squeezing it gently. With a pop he released Jared’s cock
and moved lower, first taking one ball then the other into his mouth rolling
them over and over in his mouth, suckling hard before releasing them as well.
Jensen loved handing out pleasure to Jared. He could get off by just watching
Jared underneath him. Jared’s breathing was labored and it was clear that he
was on the brink of losing control. Jensen knew it was time to back off. It was
not yet time for Jared to cum. That pleasure will come a bit later.
He moved up towards Jared’s face again, pulling the younger man into a
lingering kiss. Jared lowered his arms from above his head and as he received
the order to move them back up he took that as his cue. He took Jensen’s face
into his hands, and traced the other man’s feature’s with his fingers. He
lingered at each freckle, placing a kiss on each one he could see before he
started nipping at Jensen’s lip, begging for entrance. He devoured the older
man with kisses, marking him in the same way as Jensen did to him. He used his
length and turned them over so that he was lying across Jensen. He looked into
the eyes of the man he loved and saw only the same emotion reflected there. He
started handing down sweet pleasure to Jensen’s nipples before dragging his
teeth hard over the nipples, smiling not only when he saw the red marks that he
left behind but also hearing the groans coming from Jensen.
Jared moved even lower, lying across the bed as he spread Jensen’s legs apart.
He loved the smell of Jensen and he took a deep breath as he buried his face in
the curls just above the perfect shaft. His one hand found its way to the
inside of the thigh; he kneed and massaged the muscle, loving the feel of it
underneath his fingers. He moved in and licked the thigh, loving the red marks
that also appeared there before he took the skin into his mouth and sucked
hard. He marked both of Jensen’s thighs. His hands playing with Jensen’s sack.
Just as Jensen loved the feel of Jared in the palm of his hand so did Jared.
When Jensen started to moan with need Jared gave him the one thing he knew
Jensen wanted.
He started to lick the underside of Jensen’s member. The vein pulsed with life.
Jared sucked on Jensen’s sack before moving up again and taking the head into
his mouth. He still could not take Jensen down deeply but he knew Jensen did
not care about that, instead he concentrated on what he knew he did right and
what Jensen loved. He stroked the head with his tongue, lapping at the pre cum,
using his fingers to gather it up and making sure that he had Jensen’s
undivided attention he started sucking off his own fingers covered in Jensen’s
own juice.
When Jensen saw Jared sucking on his own fingers, he knew he would not be able
to hold on for much longer. He crossed his legs behind Jared and flipped the
younger man over so that he was on top. For one second there was a flash of
panic in Jared’s eyes but it faded quickly and the trust returned.
Jensen kissed Jared all over, nipping and lapping at him before he broke
contact and reached over to the bed side table to remove the lube that was kept
there. He saw Jared tense up.
“Do you trust me?” He whispered. “I promise that it will not hurt. I’m not
going to penetrate you, not until you give the go ahead, but I want to share
something just as amazing and I need to know that you trust me.”
When Jensen reached over to the draw Jared knew what he was getting and his
whole body tensed up. He was not ready for this. He wanted to beg Jensen to
stop when Jensen’s words stopped him. He did trust Jensen, more than he trusted
himself. He slowly nodded his head and saw the blinding smile that spread
across Jensen’s face.
Jensen had to smile when Jared nodded. He was going to make it so special for
Jared. He took the younger man’s hand and held it palm up, squirting some of
the lube into his hand before lacing his own fingers through Jared’s letting
the lube spread between their hands, running into the grooves of their fingers,
coating their hands together. He guided Jared’s hand and his own hand to his
own cock, urging Jared on to start spreading the lube over Jensen’s aching
shaft. Jensen’s breath hitched as the two of them found a rhythm in lubing up
his already hard aching cock but the movement did not stop. He saw the gleam
around his member knowing it was slippery with the rich lube and he stopped
Jared’s hand.
He held it up again and poured some more lube onto Jared’s hand, sealing it
again with his own so that the lube run between their hands. “I need you to
turn on your side and then take your upper leg and moved it towards your
chest.” He whispered the words.
As Jensen uttered the words, Jared wanted to panic again, but he heard the love
in Jensen’s voice and he knew that the other man would never hurt him so he did
what was asked of him. For one moment he felt vulnerable and open until Jensen
guided their hands down beneath his throbbing member and placed it in between
his thighs. Jensen hold Jared’s hand tight and used circular motions to help
Jared to slick up his own thighs moving slightly higher to the back of his sac
up to his puckered hole, but not right to it. For that Jared was thankful.
When Jensen saw that Jared’s thighs were also slicked up he pulled the younger
man back into him. He soothed him when Jared tensed up as Jensen’s cock brushed
against his hole and he move a bit lower. Gently he guided his aching member
between Jared’s legs and he felt Jared relaxed as the younger man realized that
there would be indeed no penetration. Slowly Jensen started to thrust forward,
his member scraping the underside of Jared’s sack, bouncing against it until it
slipped over Jensen’s cock adding to the friction.
“Are you okay?” Jensen whispered but did not stop with the thrusting movements.
Jared groaned. The feeling between his legs was something he never could
imagine ever before. He could feel Jensen’s cock rubbing between his thighs,
his balls adding to the friction but still it was as if there was something
missing.
“Need more.” He pleaded. He knew Jensen would understand even if he had no way
in telling what he wanted.
“Lower you leg.” Jensen instructed. He whined as Jared did just that. He space
in which he was grinding became so much narrower and the pressure increase
tenfold. Jared body jerked in reaction as he could feel Jensen so much better
between his legs. What nearly got him over the edge was when Jensen took his
aching cock into his still slicked up hand and started moving it in the same
pace that he moved between Jared’s legs.
Jared covered Jensen’s hand with his own to share in the rhythm to feel this
intimate contact between the two of them. Every time Jensen’s cock moved
between his legs and his own balls flicked across the top Jared could feel his
sack tensing up more and more. The pressure was building at a painstaking slow
pace giving him more pleasure than he ever felt before. He could feel Jensen’s
movements picking up speed not only with his cock but also with his hands.
“Jensen.” Jared growled and that was the only warning he could get out before
the white light exploded at the back of his eyes, his body jerking forward and
the streams of warm creamy white spunk leaving his body to coat his and
Jensen’s hands. It felt as if the orgasm was never coming to a halt. His body
kept on jerking, his cum not wanting to let up. He felt a warmness spread
between his thighs, his balls and the underside of his cock becoming extra wet
and sticky and he knew that Jensen also came with a bang.
Jensen heard Jared growling his name and he knew that Jared was going to go
over the edge. As Jared’s body jerked for the first time and he felt Jared’s
cum splashing onto their hands Jensen followed Jared over the edge into pure
bliss. His body jerked out of control, his balls contracting together as if
they were never letting up again. The pleasures spread through his body until
he felt himself slowly coming to his senses again and he felt Jared leaning
back against him, struggling to get his breathing under control.
Jensen withdrew his hand from Jared’s and placed it on Jared’s chest, drawing
smoothing circles on him to help him calm down, it work as both of them took
deep breaths, their bodies sagging with relieve and Jared closed his eyes
leaning back into the warm arms of his lover.
Seeing that Jared was about to drop off to sleep, Jensen released his hold over
the younger man to collect a warm wash cloth to clean them both off when Jared
whimpered at the lost. “Shh, not going anywhere just getting something to clean
us up.” He dragged his hand through Jared’s long bangs and smiled when Jared
calmed down, closing his eyes again.
Jensen smiled when he returned two minutes later after cleaning himself quickly
to find Jared of to dreamland already. Without waking him he cleaned him up
softly and got into bed next to Jared, holding him close. His body was totally
relaxed but his mind was still wide awake. Jensen knew he would not be able to
sleep until he found out who’s got that recording. He knew that the answers he
was looking for was somewhere in Michael’s file. Making sure that Jared was
fast asleep he slipped out of bed. Soothing Jared once more as the young man
become restless before taking out Michael’s file and all of the notes he made
and spread it out on the floor in front of him to have one more look.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jensen must have dosed off because when the papers he read fell out of his hand
he jerked awake and for one moment he looked for his pistol before realizing
that he was in his own bedroom. He looked over at the bed and saw that Jared
was still fast asleep. Jensen looked at his watch. He was amazed at the fact
that he was asleep for almost an hour. It was time for him to get to bed.
Jensen bent down to pick up the papers when a name jumped out. Slowly he sat
back on the couch and looked at the paper in his hand. ‘Can this be right?’
He took Michael’s file and opened it up. The same information appeared on the
first page of Michael’s file. Jensen turned to employment details and cross
referenced the information he got from Michael’s file to the other papers. Once
again it was the same. ‘Why did no one pick up on this before?’
Jensen stood up and walked over to the table where Jared’s laptop was standing.
He booted it up and locked into the Service’s site. He used his security
clearance and stared at the information that appeared on the screen in front of
him. He printed the pages he needed before logging off the site and headed to
Google – Images. It scared him sometimes what you could find under images alone
but this time he was glad for that function. He started his search and was
surprised on how many images there really was. He saved them all on a file
before coping them.
Making sure that he had all his ducks in a row, his anger tucked away deeply –
he could not allow to lose it now – he moved to the furthest part of the room
not to wake up the one precious thing in his life. He did not give the man on
the other side any chance to speak up. He merely stated. “I know who it is, I
need your help.” He cut the call and headed over to the bed.
“Be safe my love. I’ll see you a later, I need to take care of the garbage.” He
checked his Sig before tucking it at the back of his jeans and headed to the
door. He only looked back once before leaving the house silently.
***** Chapter 9 *****
Chapter 9
“Chad, do you know where Jensen went to?” Jared asked as he sat across from his
friend.
Chad shook his head. When he returned from duty he saw that the Impala was not
in its usual parking space. He assumed that Jensen told Jared where he went to.
“Maybe Jeff knows.”
Jared shook his head. “I asked him earlier, he didn’t have a clue.”
“Did you try to phone him?” Tom spoke up as he and Steve broke free from one of
their kisses.
“His phone just goes to voice message.” Jared pushed his food away, stood up
and walked out of the kitchen.
“What the fuck is going on?” Tom whispered across to Chad.
“I’ve got no idea. When I left them yesterday evening they were fine.” Chad
answered. “I’m going to speak to Jared.” He stood up and walked after his
friend.
                                    oo-0-oo
“Damnit boy. You cannot expect from me to lie to Jared. Why the hell aren’t you
answering his calls?” Jeff shouted at Jensen. He got hold of him just after
Jared asked him if he knew the whereabouts of Jensen.
“Jeff, please. I don’t want him to worry about where I am. I need to keep him
safe.” Jensen tried to reason.
Jeff laughed. “You don’t want him to worry? Boy, what the hell do you think
he’s doing if he doesn’t know where you are?”
“I know and I’ll make it up to him. I need to do this and I need to do it as
soon as possible. I’ll be back within a few days. Just keep him safe Jeff.”
Jensen sounded disappointed by the fact that he could not be with Jared.
“What the hell are you up to, Jensen?” Jeff could hear that Jensen was driving
in the Impala.
“I’m on my way to report on duty, Jeff; I’ll speak to you later.” Jensen ended
the call before Jeff could ask any further question.
As he ended the call Jensen thought back on the last few hours. After he found
the connecting dots he phoned Jim and met with the older man.
“Are you sure boy?” Jim asked as he once again looked at the documents that
Jensen pushed in his hands.
“What do you think, Jim? It’s this bastard. Everyone in the service knows about
the history between that son of a bitch and President Padalecki. Isn’t it that
years ago those two came to blows just after they went into politics? As far as
I remembered things only got better after the son of a bitch got married and
they moved away. They only met up again when the Padalecki campaign started up
for the first presidential elections. The tension was still there but they kept
it civil. Now, I’m not so sure.”
“Boy, do you know what you’re getting at. You’re saying that both the president
and the first lady were murdered and that now he’s after Jared?” Jim did not
sound convinced.
“Yes, I am. And I’m going to prove it, but I’ll need your help.” Jensen
pleaded.
“You know this would send this country’s government into a spin that we might
never recover from?” Jim asked, but he already knew that he would help Jensen.
“The truth must be heard.” Jensen replied.
Jim nodded his head. “What do you need?”
“I need to get on his detail for a few days.” Jensen closed his eyes, he knew
that Jim was going to lose it.
“ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND?” Jim yelled. “You just told me that you
suspect him of murdering the now very much deceased president and his wife and
now you want to be on his protection detail?”
“I need to get him nervous, Jim. I must be there to take him down.” Jensen knew
precisely what he wanted to do.
“Boy, you’re gonna be the death of me, but I’ll get you on. You’ve got seventy
two hours to pull this off.” Jim sighed; it was going to be the longest three
days of his life.
“I need one more favor.” Jensen wrote some information on a piece of paper and
handed it over to Jim. “I need you and Jeff to go and talk to this man. I’ve
send you an email on him. Please, it’s important.”
Jim nodded and Jensen left the office to go and report on duty.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jim checked his Sig pistol before he got out of his SUV. He walked over to the
passenger side and waited for Jeff to climb out. “Are you okay with this?”
Jeff grinned. “Hell, why not. I’m not sure why we here, but if you tell me that
I have to act real hard and just stare at this guy, then I’m game.” Jeffrey
answered as he checked his own weapon.
Jim nodded and walked to the entrance of the apartment block. “Remember to
follow my lead.”
Jeff nodded. “Don’t worry, I will.”
When they reached the second floor, Jim knocked on the door and waited for it
to be answered. As the door opened he held up his badge. “Christopher Pike?”
“Yeah.” The young man opened the door. “You guys are really paranoid. I mean I
see the man at least three times a week and you come and check the place out
every time. Why’s that?” The young man asked as he ushered the two older men
into the apartment.
“We’re not here to check out your place. We’re here to ask you some questions.”
Jim said as he locked the apartment door behind him, trapping the young man
inside.
Fear started to show for the first time on the young man’s face. “What’s going
on? I didn’t tell anyone about our relationship, I’ll be stupid to do that,
I’ll be killing my own personal golden goose.”
“You’re golden goose is already being prepared for supper. We’re here to give
you a choice. Either you help us or you’ll be charged with high treason.” Jim
spoke up. He wanted to get the kid scared and he wanted to do it quickly.
“What? I didn’t do anything.” He tried to move out of Jim’s way, but was pushed
into the living room.
“Sit.” Jim ordered him and had to hide a smile as he saw the young man
swallowing hard. After Jensen’s email he run him through the system. It was not
a secret that this male hooker was being used by the scumbag they were now
hunting. Jim knew that the kid did not know anything but he knew this kid would
be able to help clear up a few things and tighten the noose around the
scumbag’s neck.
“What’s going on here, do I need a lawyer?” Christopher sounded scared.
“Yeah sure, phone a lawyer and you’ll most definitely end up in court. Tell us
what we want to know and we’ll be out of your hair.” Jim responded as he took a
seat across from the young man.
Jeff stayed standing at the entrance of the living room but did not utter a
word.
“What do you want to know?” He sounded terrified.
“How long have you known Cryptkeeper?”
“You mean?” The young man asked confused.
“Yes, we mean your lover or fuck buddy whatever you wish to call him.” Jim
answered.
“I’m never allowed to call him by his codename or any other name for that
matter. I’m only allowed to call him sir or master, but I don’t complain.”
Jim nodded his head. He knew the creep had a few kinky habits, but only being
called master or sir, that was truly a new one. “Well, how long have you known
him?”
“I’ve known him for the past four years. We’ve been seeing each other since
even before he got married.”
“What services to you render?”
Christopher blushed and Jeff found that strange, especially since he was a paid
whore.
“What’s that got to do with anything?”
“Just answer the question.” Jeff barked out and the young man jumped slightly.
“Do I really have to answer that?” He looked at Jim. He was scared shitless.
“Yeah, unless you want to end up going to jail.” Jim deadpanned, looking at the
younger man.
The young man looked at Jim seated across from him. “Will you tell him what I
told you?”
Jim shook his head. “No.”
“Okay, well he’s into a lot of kinks and stuff, but he likes getting off on
violence the most.” He answered, lowering his face not to look the other man in
the eye. He could show them the bruises if they did not believe him.
“Is that where you got that bruises from your collarbone?” Jeff spoke up.
The kid blushed, but nodded his head. “Yeah, that was from our last
appointment.”
Jim shook his head. “The end of last week, Friday, to be precise, the two of
you had an appointment to meet, is that correct?”
“Yeah.” The young man answered but as soon as Jim asked the question, he
lowered his eyes and did not want to make any eye contact.
Jim picked up on it and pushed it further. “For how long was he here?”
Not looking up he answered. “His normal time.”
“Why do I get the impression you’re lying?” Jeff asked.
“I’m not. He came here at his usual time and left at his usual time.” The young
man shouted out before coming to his feet and started to pace up and down.
“You’re lying.”
“I’m not lying. He was here, we had sex and he left.”
“Christopher, do we look stupid to you? Now, let’s try again.” Jim said.
“I’m telling the truth.” Christopher said as he started to shiver slightly. He
could still feel the pain as he was slammed into the wall when he inquired
where his “master” went to.
Jeff slammed his hand hard on the door and watched as the young man in front of
him cringed away. “We don’t have time for this boy.”
“I swear I don’t know anything. He came here and later he left.” He really
wanted them to leave.
“Let me ask you this.” Jim decided to approach things from a different angle.
“You own a black SUV?”
Christopher nodded his head.
“When was the last time you used it?” Jim lowered his voice; he could see that
the boy was not going to cause them any trouble.
“Mm, about two days ago.” Christopher answered.
“Did you notice anything strange with the car?” Jim probed further.
Christopher shook his head. He was not going to tell them that the gas level
was lower or that the trip meter has moved on.
“Do you do drugs?”
Christopher’s head snapped up as Jim asked that question and he quickly shook
his head. “Never.”
“Does Cryptkeeper do drugs, or use them when the two of you are engaged into
your sexual pleasures?”
The young man looked at him through his long lashes and slowly shook his head.
“You’re lying again.”
“I’M NOT LYING!” He shouted and stormed off to get pass Jeff.
As he tried to pass, Jeff grabbed him by the arm to pull him back. He let the
young man go when he hissed out in pain. Not giving him a chance to back away,
Jeff pulled his shirt up and stared at the ray of bruises that decorated his
body.
“You like it rough?”
“What if I do, it’s got nothing to do with you.” Christopher tried to move
away.
“Boy, it’s got everything to do with us. Now, sit and I’m going to tell you
what happened here last Friday and when I’m finished you’re going to nod your
head, pack a bag and we’ll make sure you get protection.” Jim said as he moved
the younger man to sit on the couch.
“Your so called golden goose not only likes to play rough but he likes beating
the shit out of you, that I can see clearly from your body. That’s not my
problem.”
Jim took a deep breath before he continued. “He was here last Friday. I can
tell you he was agitated and wanted things to be done quickly. He used more
violence then normally. In fact this time you got knocked out and when you came
to he was gone, but he returned and I’ve got the feeling you asked him where he
went to and for that simple question he really laid into you.”
Jim did not expect an answer so he went on. “He told you to shut up and not to
tell anyone that he was not here. You begged him to stop, most likely, you told
him that you loved him and you promised him that you won’t tell a soul. He then
left at his normal time. You only realized he used your car when you yourself
used it again, is that not so?”
Christopher did not know what to say. Sometimes the man was so gentle and
lovingly towards him. He brought him gifts when he returned from business
trips, but most of the times it was just a hard fuck and a lot of beating up.
He never complained as his medical bills were always paid and the money was
good. “You’ll never be able to protect me.” Christopher spoke up. He knew his
life was in danger. The man would find out he talked and he would kill him
without even thinking about it.
That was the only answer that Jim needed. “Pack a bag, you’re under protective
custody.”
“Are you crazy, I can’t just leave. He’ll find me, he’ll never let me go.”
Christopher was getting upset.
“We’ll look after you, don’t worry. Go and pack a bag, we’ll wait for you. You
know it’s the right thing to do.” Jim said softly.
As Christopher stood up to go to the bedroom, Jim stopped him once more. “Did
he ever give you a disk to keep safe for him?” It was just a hunch, but his gut
told him to ask about it.
Christopher looked at him and at Jeff before he nodded his head slowly. “I
assume you want it?”
“You assumed right my boy.”
                                    oo-0-oo
The Cryptkeeper could not help but to take one step back as he saw the figure
of Jensen Ackles standing at the door of his official vehicle. He just finished
an important meeting and he had to get back to the White House for a formal
banquet. ‘What the fuck is he doing here?’
He did not stop walking but climbed into the car swiftly and turned his
attention to the man getting in next to him. “Agent Ackles, what a wonderful
surprise. How did it happen that you got on my detail?”
Jensen wanted to grab the man sitting next to him and choke the life out of him
breath for breath. He took a calming breath before answering. “I was assigned
to you, sir. I’m just following orders.”
The Cryptkeeper nodded his head. “Welcome then. It will be good working with
you.”
“Thank you, sir.” Jensen answered as he pressed his finger to his earpiece to
listen what the position was outside the motor arcade.
“How’s Jared doing, Agent Ackles?”
Jensen had to will himself mentally to calm down as the hated man uttered
Jared’s name. “He’s doing better, thank you, sir.”
“You must send him my regards, I miss seeing him around the White House.”
“I’ll do that, sir.” Jensen said as he crunched on his teeth. He was glad to
see that they entered the White House grounds. They were on schedule and Jensen
had to make sure that all was in order while the piece of shit got dressed.
Jensen waited patiently outside the assigned rooms for the man he was guarding
when his cell phone rang. “Jim?” Jensen asked.
“We’ve got more than we bargained for, boy. Not only did his little fuck buddy
confirm your suspicion but he also had the disk for safekeeping and before you
ask, it’s the original. We’ve taken the boy into protective custody.” Jim
shared the good news with Jensen.
“Thanks, Jim. It will make things so much easier on this side.” Jensen replied
as he watched the door to make sure that his charge for the evening does not
come out unannounced.
“Jensen, are you sure you want to do this your way further. We’ve got enough
for the Attorney General to be interested. We could hand over everything and
let them take it from there.” Jim suggested.
“No, Jim. I’m taking him down. I need to hear it from him why he did this. I
need to do it for Jared.” Jensen answered.
“Be careful, boy.” Jim ended the call.
                                    oo-0-oo
“Where is he, Chad, please tell me, did I do something wrong?” Jared pleaded as
he tried not to burst into tears. No one wanted to tell him what was going on
and Jensen did not want to answer his calls.
“Jared, please you need to calm down. You can’t get yourself worked up like
this.” Chad took his friend by the arm and placed him on the sofa.
“No, Chad. You don’t understand, I need to know what I’ve done wrong so that I
can fix it. I can’t lose him Chad. Please just tell me where he is.” Jared
lowered his head into his hands not caring anymore if anyone saw him crying.
“Jared, stop this. You did nothing wrong. I don’t know where Jensen is. Jeff
told you Jensen is on duty. He’ll be back in a few days.” Chad tried to console
his friend. “Come on Jared, you need to eat something.” Although it was in the
early hours of the morning Chad knew that Jared has not eaten for the past two
days and he hoped by getting food into Jared, the younger man would get some
color back and actually feel a bit better.
“Not hungry, just gonna go to bed.” Jared replied as he slowly got to his feet
and started to walk out of the living room.
Chad wanted to follow but his phone rang and he stopped to answer it. “Doctor
Murray.”
“Chad, Misha speaking.”
“Misha, what’s wrong?” Chad could hear his friend was worried.
“How quick can you get Jared to the hospital, Jensen’s been shot.”
                                    oo-0-oo
After the banquet…
It was Jensen’s duty to make sure his charge returned to the safety of his
living quarters. Since he was the senior agent on duty, he excused the other
two agents to retire to their appointed position further down in the hall.
Jensen stepped into the suite first, checking out to see if everything was in
order. He met the Cryptkeeper in his living room. “We’ve got the disk.” Jensen
said, not hiding the disgust in his voice any longer.
The man who was pouring himself a drink stalled his actions before turning
around slowly. “Sorry, agent Ackles, what are you talking about?”
“You know bloody well what I’m talking about. You were involved with Michael
Rosenbaum. You were the one who stole the disk out of Jim’s office.” Jensen
started as he moved nearer to the man he hated.
“What the hell are you talking about, Jensen?” He tried to sound confused but
anger was starting to slip through. If he got hold of that fucking little
whore, he would strangle him with his bare hands.
“Don’t play with me, sir. Let me tell you a story.” Jensen took out his Sig and
indicated to the man to take a seat on the sofa, he himself leant against the
door and waited for the man to sit down.
‘I need to stay calm. He does not know a thing.’ The husband of the first
female president of the United States reasoned with himself as he took his
drink and placed himself on the couch.
“You and Gerald Padalecki grew up together; in fact you even attended the same
schools together. It was a love hate relationship. I looked it all up, all the
rivalry between Eric Kripke and Gerald Padalecki.
The only time that the two of you saw eye to eye was when you did not see each
other at all. Then President Padalecki became involved in politics, and who
would follow suite, none other than yourself and once again, things flared up.
This time the two of you actually traded blows. Because of your hotheadedness,
you were persuaded by your party to back down because it was not good for the
party’s image and for once, you did the right thing.
You must have smiled from ear to ear when you got to meet our new President and
you played your cards right and just as the Padalecki’s accepted the nomination
to run for president you proposed and got married and now, now you’re the First
Man.”
Jensen laughed before he continued. “It’s actually sad, you’ve always played
second fiddle to President Padalecki, but now, now you have to drink tea with
all the other first ladies and have discussion over where to have your hair
done and where to go for the best Brazilian wax. You must really be pissed
off.”
Jensen ducked when the whiskey tumbler flew past his ear. He got the other
man’s attention and the fun could start. “Don’t get me wrong, I can understand
why you’d be so upset, never mind what you do, you’re never good enough. But
you didn’t give up did you? You came up with the most brilliant plan and it all
started with a young man by the name of Michael Rosenbaum.
The two of you shared something much similar. Michael also had to play second
fiddle to everyone else in life, but you saw something in him and you took him
under your wing. You had pull at Quantico and you even became his recruitment
officer. You kept tabs on him and you knew from the beginning that he was
obsessed about Jared when he saw him the first time. That got your mind racing.
You fed on that obsession and turned it into something unholy.
I think it was at this stage that the two of you become sexually involved. That
must have been intense. You’re both fucked up and had this hate that festered
in you. You encouraged Michael to go after Jared. I bet you that after he told
you that he raped Jared and killed Brandon that the two of you had the most
intense sick sex, hell I have the feeling you acted out the rape with Michael.
You’d have been the one to suggest that Michael got Jared into drugs to get a
better hold on him. You made sure he had the necessary attributes to get onto
Jared’s detail. It was not hard for you to help Michael kill Agent Dickson and
your plan kicked into action.
But you know what? Michael became jealous and you got him moved to Mrs.
Padalecki’s detail because you did not want it to end too quickly, you wanted
the Padalecki’s to suffer, but Mrs. Padalecki found out about Michael’s
obsession with her son and she confronted him. Things blew up and he killed
her. It’s scary to think that even though Michael was overcome with hate and
jealousy he acted so calm and collectively. He killed her. You were not
impressed and you took matters into your own hands and Michael was relieved of
his duties, but then you needed him again.
You helped Michael to gain entry into the President’s suite in Paris because
you wanted more power. You wanted to scare the president into making you
Secretary of Defense and you got Michael to help, but things did not go your
way there as well and you had to kill the President as well. You gave Jared to
Michael as his prize.”
Jensen stepped towards the suite’s door making sure the lock was on. “After
killing Mr. Padalecki your wife was next in line to become President and you
could just see yourself ruling this country from the side, but you fucked up.”
Jensen took out pieces of folded paper from the inside of his dinner jacket and
threw it on the coffee table.
“After the break inn at Jim’s office I had a look at the fingerprints that were
lifted. There was one set that didn’t match and at first I didn’t see it. But
then it hit me. What the hell were your fingerprints doing in Jim’s office? I
know for a fact that at the time when everyone was gathered in Jim’s office
after the death announcement you were not there – we all know that you were
also in Paris and don’t worry, I can proof that as well. So, I then made a few
calls and asked a few innocent looking questions and my persistence was
answered.
Your fingerprints were found there as well, but once again it was nothing
strange so it was left at that. I would never have suspected you, but when I
saw your name as Michael’s recruitment officer and I remembered you history, I
knew you were involved.
But the final nail in your coffin? Your own ego. You came into my house; you
threatened the one person that I would die for in a heartbeat and you made a
rookie mistake. Both Jim and myself saw the SUV parked a few houses up the
street. I remembered the license registration number and I looked it up. Great
was my surprised when it came up as being classified. I used my clearance and
what did I find? You had another fuck buddy. Christopher Pike. He not only
handed over the disk to us but he sealed your fate and you’re going down.
I might ruin this government by bringing this out in the open and I feel sorry
for President Kripke, but I will sleep peaceful tonight knowing that the man
who killed our former President and the First lady will rot in hell.”
“You’ll never proof anything.”
Jensen did not know where Erick got the pistol from but as the first shot rang
out he jumped for cover, hissing in pain as the bullet grazed his hip. He
landed behind the couch and gave a shaky laugh. “It seems I under estimated
you. Should’ve known you would carry.” Jensen needed the other man to talk so
that he could establish his position but he was only met by silence. He could
already here the alarms going off after the shot went out and knew that within
moments this place would be crawling with agents. Normally that would not have
been a bad thing, but all that this creep had to do was to yell that Jensen
tried to kill him and Jensen could be shot dead without even getting the
opportunity to tell his side of the story. He needed to end this quickly and he
needed to take Eric in alive.
Eric wanted to end this fast. He needed to kill the son of a bitch. He would
only get out of this mess if he silenced the young agent and blamed everything
on him. When Jensen tried getting him to talk he did not answer but made his
way across the room. He knew he would only have one more shot, the first one
being a lucky one. He slowly made his way to the sofa behind which Jensen was
hiding. He smiled to himself ‘this is going to be so easy’ he thought as he got
ready to end Jensen’s life.
Jensen sensed the other person behind him and as he turned, everything started
to run in slow motion. He saw the other man raising his weapon at the same time
he raised his Sig. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the suite’s door burst
open, agents piling in. He squeezed the trigger but also felt the rounds
piercing his own skin. The impact rocked his body; he heard someone calling out
his name before everything turned black.
***** Chapter 10 *****
Chapter 10
NNMC Hospital, 1 month later…
“So, you ready to bust out of this place?” Jared asked as he took hold of
Jensen’s wheelchair to guide him out of the hospital room.
Jensen grunted and Jared could not help but to laugh. When Jensen was informed
that he was released he was ecstatic until he realized that he could only leave
by way of a wheelchair and that got him grumbling about it. “Still can’t
believe I have to be pushed out of here. I’m totally capable of walking
myself.”
“Don’t worry. It’s not too far to the car. Chad parked right in front of the
door.” Jared explained.
Jensen grunted again. He could not believe that he was actually leaving this
place. To be cooped up in a hospital for a month was no laughing matter. He
could not remember the first week of his stay here. He was in a coma for the
first four days and then under heavy sedation to keep him calm and not only to
give his body the opportunity to heal but also to reduce the brain swelling.
Eric managed to shot him in the abdomen as well. He was now minus a spleen –
the doctors did everything they could to stop the bleeding but they had to
remove his spleen to prevent complications.
The second shot was to the head. Misha and Christian still say that it’s a
miracle that he was alive. The bullet got lodge in his skull and except for the
fact that there was some minimal bleeding and some severe swelling, he suffered
no brain damage.
They kept him in hospital running a lot of tests; they were hesitant to send
him home to soon. On the one hand, he was grateful for that. Christian kept
visitors to a bare minimum so that Jensen could get some rest. If he could only
say the same for Jared.
As they got into Chad’s car Jensen looked at the young man sitting in the
passenger seat next to Chad. The past month had not been good for Jared either.
Not only did he have to deal with the fact that Jensen got shot but he had to
face the fact that his parents were murdered. The paparazzi were on his tail
nonstop and the media was carrying on over his substance abuse and the
influence it had on his parents.
What angered Jensen was the fact that not once did the media highlight the
point that he was forced into using drugs. Jared has lost even more weight, the
dark circles under his eyes a clear indication that he did not get enough
sleep. In fact, Jensen was sure that the only sleep Jared did get in was when
Chad sedated him. Jensen knew of three separate occasions that that had
happened.
Jensen was pulled from his musings when they pulled in front of the house. He
slowly got out of the vehicle and smiled softly at Jared when the younger man
helped him out of the car. “Welcome home.” Jared spoke softly and kissed Jensen
full on the mouth.
Jensen placed his hand behind Jared’s head and kept Jared’s head in place. He
pushed with his lips, using his tongue to get access into Jared’s mouth. He
deepened the kiss as Jared opened his lips, and his tongue swept across Jared’s
lower lip before plunging deeper. He nipped at Jared’s lip and traced his
tongue over Jared’s teeth before seeking out Jared’s tongue, locking onto it,
rolling it around in his mouth, seeking it out in battle and suckling hard on
it as he guided Jared’s tongue into his own mouth.
When he felt Jared’s need for air he released the younger man’s mouth and
hugged him close. “You need to remember to breathe.” He whispered softly before
taking Jared’s hand to move into the house.
Jared did not answer him, but only nodded his head. The grip on Jensen’s hand
was enough for the older man to know that Jared was still scared that he might
disappear. Jensen walked with Jared into the house and immediately shifted
Jared to his back when he saw unknown people in his house.
“Easy, Jensen.” Jim called out as he saw Jensen tensing up. He knew it was not
a good idea to come here uninvited but the Attorney General’s office did not
want it any other way.
“Who are these people, Jim?” Jensen asked as he still kept Jared behind his
body.
“This is, Mr. Walker and Mr. Singer; they are from the AG’s office. They wanted
to talk to you for a few minutes.” Jim explained. He hoped that these two pen
pushers would not make life difficult for themselves. He knew that Jensen would
not hesitate in throwing them out.
“I will not talk to you here. I’ll meet you at Mr. Beaver’s office tomorrow.”
Jensen answered as he pushed Jared passed them, shielding the other man with
his body.
“You’ve got no say in where we would talk to you. Either you do it here or it
can be arranged to do this at the police station.” It was the one that Jim
introduced as Mr. Walker who spoke up.
“You’ve got balls coming into my home and talking to me like that. If you think
for one minute that you can threaten me, you’re making the biggest mistake of
your life.” Jensen sneered. He could already feel the anger boiling up in him
and he could feel Jared trembling slightly behind him. Jared still did not
trust any strangers around him.
“It’s got nothing to do with having balls. We’re doing our jobs.” It was Singer
who answered. “Please, it won’t take long.”
Jensen nodded his head and dragged Jared with him to the sofa. “Start talking,
you’ve got five minutes.” He noted that Chad placed himself on the other side
of Jared and he saw that both Tom and Steve moved in closer as well.
“Where exactly did you get the information on Mr. Kripke?” Walker asked.
Before Jensen could answer he was interrupted by Mr. Singer. “Gordon, we were
told to drop this.” He turned his attention towards Jensen. “The inquiry into
your actions is closed. We’ve looked at all of the evidence and you acted
rightfully. The inquiry to the death of Mr. Kripke is closed as well. The
government might take a while to recover from this unfortunate incident, but
there will be no further action against you.” Singer explained. It was the AG’s
decision to hold the enquiry over the President’s husband’s involvement in all
of this shit and Jensen was suspended from the Secret Service until they
finished their investigation.
Jensen heard Jared gasping for air. He never told the young man that he was
under investigation. He did not want to add any more stress to Jared. He turned
his attention back to Mr. Singer and nodded his head. “That’s good to hear, now
please, leave my house.”
Jensen was glad to see that Jim and Steve made sure the two men left the
residence. Jensen was holding Jared close, trying to sooth the sobbing young
man.
“Why did you not tell me, you could have lost your job because of me?” Jared
sobbed. His emotions were high wire the past month. With the two men of the
AG’s office being in the house everything started coming back to him again.
“I did not want to worry you.” Jensen replied as he rocked Jared gently,
willing the young man to calm down. Within minutes, Jared’s breathing started
to even out and he fell asleep.
Jensen leaned back and let Jared sleep against his chest; he kept on dragging
his fingers through Jared’s hair.
                                    oo-0-oo
Jared became aware of his surroundings when he felt Jensen playing with his
hair. He turned his head and looked at the man lying next to him in bed.
“I’m sorry.” Jared said as he lowered his eyes.
“You’ve got nothing to be sorry about.” Jensen replied as he dragged the
younger man up to his chest.
Jared placed his ear over Jensen’s heart and listen to the comforting beat. “I
thought you were dead.” He whispered softly.
Jensen sighed. “You know you’re the one who apologized but I’m the one who was
supposed to do that. I wanted to keep you safe so I decided not to tell you
what I found out. I never thought that things would go so wrong so quickly. It
was never my intention to scare you and I can promise you I did not plan in
being shot. Will you please forgive me?”
Jared had to smile when Jensen said he had no intention of being shot. He
nodded his head. “I forgive you.” He leaned into Jensen letting his lips slide
over Jensen’s lips. Both of them groaned as the first touch ignited a spark
between them.
Jensen cupped Jared’s face and turned the younger man so that he was lying
across his chest. “Remember to breathe.” Jensen said before he sealed Jared’s
lips with his own. He started nipping at the bottom lip asking for entrance
into Jared’s warm mouth. He swirled his tongue around Jared’s kissing the young
man hard while his hands moved down Jared’s body, tracing his defined body but
also pressing him even closer.
Jensen knew he had to have more of Jared and he hoped that Jared was ready for
it. He gently turned them and placed Jared onto the bed, leaning slightly
across him, asking the question with his eyes if this position was all right.
When Jared dragged him down for another kiss Jensen smiled, he got the answer
he wanted. Slowly he started kissing Jared’s mouth, nipping at his full lips
but then moving down. He placed kisses at the hollow of Jared’s throat, working
up again, kissing him lightly on the nape of his neck and then moving down
again to the collarbone.
When Jensen lowered him to the bed, Jared fought against the urge to resist and
gave in. He wanted this and he was ready for this. He trusted Jensen. When the
other man started to kiss him, it felt as if his body was dipped into hot
melting lava. He arched into Jensen wanting to get even closer. He gave up
control and sighed softly as Jensen nipped on his collarbone. He wished Jensen
would move lower and he tried to push at Jensen to nudge him downwards.
Jensen looked up into Jared’s blown lustful eyes. “You becoming a bit
impatient?” He teased as Jared groaned. He lowered his head and scraped his
teeth over Jared’s Adam’s apple, suckling on it as Jared swallowed, letting it
bob between his lips. He used his hands to map out Jared’s body in the same way
that Jared was using his hands on his back. He traced Jared’s nipples with his
fingers, letting the little buts rise beneath his fingers before blowing his
warm breath over them and loving the reaction he gets from Jared as the young
man bucked violently beneath him.
He traced his hand over Jared’s abs and lower over his ribs, letting his
fingers fall between the grooves, once again making a note to get Jared fatten
up a bit. He lowered his head and started licking Jared all over his body,
trailing down by nipping, suckling and lapping until he reached Jared’s naval.
He flicked his tongue in and out and snickered when Jared cursed at him while
at the same time pressing his head even closer.
“Jensen,” Jared sounded out of breath. “Please I need to touch you, please; oh
fuck you’re killing me.” Jared moaned as Jensen nipped at him again. He wanted
to hand out the same pleasure/pain that he was receiving. He wanted Jensen to
squirm in delight, to see Jensen losing control and for his eyes to be covered
with lust.
Jensen turned them and smiled at Jared when the young man was lying on top of
him. “You wanted to do something?”
Jared returned the smile before leaning in and catching Jensen’s mouth with
his, sending kiss after kiss into Jensen. Jared moved lower suckling hard and
marked Jensen, knowing that he wanted Jensen to do the same with him. He sucked
on Jensen’s twin buds, changing the pleasure into waves of slight pain but not
relinquishing his hold over them until Jensen bucked beneath him and started
cussing.
“Fuck, Jared, you’re killing me. You’ve got to stop doing that, shit baby.”
Jensen moaned again but then sighed silently as the assault on his over
sensitive nipple came to an end and the sweet torture moved downwards.
When Jared ignored Jensen’s side where the bullet went in, Jensen took hold of
Jared’s hands and dragged them to the wound. “Touch it, it’s part of me. You’re
not responsible for this injury.” He knew he had to get Jared to face that part
of him to.
As Jared moved down Jensen’s body, his own pleasure increased as he felt the
waves of want coming from Jensen’s body. He moved lower and then he moved away.
He’d forgotten about Jensen’s wound, it was his fault that Jensen got shot
again. He did not expect Jensen to grab hold of his hands and to drag them over
the wound. He wanted to cry when Jensen told him to touch it. “I can’t touch
it.”
“Yes, you can.” Jensen whispered and slowly placed Jared’s hands over the
healing wound. “It’s all right; it’s not your fault.” Jensen repeated again.
Slowly Jared lowered his hand over the wound and traced the pink mark with his
fingers. He could feel the blood pulsating underneath it and he gently lowered
his head and placed butterfly kisses on the mark.
Jensen groaned in pleasure and arched into Jared’s touch. He was surprised when
Jared moved lower and shouted out in pleasure when Jared’s mouth closed over
his boxers where his engorged cock was still trapped.
“Too many clothes.” Jared moaned before hitching his fingers into the waistband
and pulling at Jensen’s boxers. As the boxers gave way, Jared lowered his head
again and took the leaking tip into his mouth, suckling slowly. He did not move
further down the shaft but kept only the tip in the heat of his mouth. He
breathed deeply as he inhaled Jensen’s scent and knew that he would never get
enough of the other man. Jared used one of his hands and lowered it between
Jensen’s legs, urging the man to open his legs wider. He started playing with
Jensen’s sack, rolling it gently between his fingers, loving the weight of it
in his hands.
Jensen’s breath hitched as Jared sucked on the head. He wanted to shout out in
pleasure as Jared started rolling his balls lightly between his fingers. He
arched into Jared as the young man scraped his nails over his sensitive shaft
and at the same time taking Jensen deeper into his mouth. The heat that
surrounded him was enough to drive Jensen to the edge. “Jared.” He moaned; he
needed to get Jared higher up otherwise he would not last long at all. He
cupped Jared’s face and pulled on his hair to get the young man to look up.
“Fuck, Jared, you really need to stop that baby.” He moaned again, the pleasure
increased as Jared hummed around his cock and Jensen knew it was too late.
Jared heard Jensen’s pleadings but he did not relinquish his hold on Jensen’s
shaft, but took him deeper into his mouth; he relaxed his jaw and worked the
cock past his gag reflex. He bobbed up and down, hollowed his cheeks and hummed
around Jensen’s cock. With one of his hands he kept on playing with Jensen’s
sack as he moved his fingers lower, dragging it over Jensen’s puckered hole and
smiled as Jensen cursed at him again.
“Fuck it, Jared, you’re killing me. Please, Jared, I need to cum.” Jensen
bucked violently as Jared’s fingers traced his puckered hole. He could feel the
muscles tensing at first before they slowly started to relax again, opening up.
He tensed slightly as he knew Jared’s fingers were not slicked up but was
surprised when the same finger was pressed next to his shaft and slicked up
with his own pre cum and spit as Jared worked him down.
Jared wanted to give Jensen something more and when he felt his fingers
trailing further down he knew what he wanted to do. He played with Jensen’s
hole, feeling the other man tensing up and then relaxing. He knew he needed to
lube his fingers up so he placed them into his mouth and rolled them over
Jensen’s head, covering the pre cum and spit until his fingers were wet and
slippery. He found the hole again and teased it. He slid his fingers across and
felt the nerves tensing and relaxing beneath his onslaught and as the muscle
relaxed, he dipped his finger inside and nearly cum himself as the pressure
locked down around him. He never thought it would be so tight. He pushed
forward gently before sliding back and started a rhythm at the same pace he had
going on Jensen’s cock.
“Oh fuck baby,” Jensen groaned as the first finger entered his hole. The long
finger filled him up completely and he could feel himself losing his grip on
reality as Jared moved the finger inside of him. “Give me more, Jared.” He
needed to feel more; he needed Jared to find the bundle of nerves inside of
him.
Jensen screamed out in ecstasy as the second finger plunged in with the first
just as Jared took him down to the hilt. “Bent you fingers baby.”Jensen
encouraged Jared and when the young man’s fingers made contact with his
prostate Jensen came undone. “Fucking yes.” He grabbed hold of Jared’s head and
held the younger man down lightly as he squirmed beneath him. He wanted to
thrust into Jared’s mouth but he held himself still letting Jared do the work.
He felt his balls contracting and knew the end was in sight. “Jared, I can’t
hold on, please I need to cum.” When the pressure on his aching member
increased and Jared’s fingers found his pleasure point again Jensen’s hips
bucked up and the first strings of his seed erupted from within. He could feel
Jared sucking harder, lapping up all of the sticky substance, his shaft
becoming more slick as his cum mixed with Jared’s spit, letting Jared slide
even more smoothly over him, drinking him down before slowly releasing him from
his mouth, lapping at the tip sending more pleasure down the shaft.
When Jensen warned Jared about his release, Jared took the man deeper. He
wanted to do this, it was one of the most natural things he’s done in his life.
He could taste Jensen in his mouth, on his tongue. He could taste the unique
scent of Jensen as his cum traveled down his throat and he kept on suckling and
licking wanting to drink down everything that Jensen got to offer him. As
Jensen started to squirm under him again, Jared slowed down before taking a
final lap at the prominent vein and released Jensen from his mouth.
Jensen pulled Jared up and started to kiss him. He needed to taste himself on
Jared. Jared groaned as Jensen swept him up kissing him hard, nipping on his
lip, demanding access into his mouth. Jensen turned them so that Jared was
spread beneath him. He slowly kissed him not brutal any more but soft lingering
kisses, moving from eyelid to eyelid, nipping on his earlobes, seeking out the
hollow beneath his ears, moving lower and marking him the same way as Jared
did. Lapping at the already forming bruise before he once again moved to
Jared’s nipples.
Jared groaned as Jensen started with his assault. He could feel the other man
already hardening against him and he arched up, needing more contact with
Jensen. He tried to touch Jensen to give him more pleasure but stopped when
Jensen growled at him. “Put your hands above your head and keep them there.”
Jared groaned but did what was asked of him. He grabbed hold of the headboard
as Jensen scraped his teeth hard over his nipples, leaving red marks behind
before slowly suckling on one while rolling the other bud between his fingers,
pleasuring him until he wanted to scream out in satisfaction. He could feel the
enjoyment giving way to pain as his nipples were over stimulated but he did not
care, he did not want this to stop.
Jensen knew he was torturing Jared but he wanted him on the edge, wanted to
keep him there for as long as possible to make Jared’s first time a occasion
that neither of them would ever forget. He used his hands and traced Jared’s
abs out, lapping and tasting Jared’s skin, licking at the sheen of sweat
gathered on him before moving down to Jared’s naval to start with another
intense assault. He used the point of his tongue flicking it in and out first
fast then slowing it down, licking hard before sealing his mouth over the naval
and suckling hard, increasing the pressure, marking Jared again. As the hot
bruise formed, he released the skin and blew softly enjoying the little sounds
Jared made.
“Can’t believe you still got your boxers on.” Jensen growled as he plucked them
off before spreading Jared’s legs open, using his hands to knead Jared’s
thighs. He lowered his head and started licking the inside of the thighs,
nipping, inhaling Jared’s scent. He licked up against Jared’s strained
erection, loving the way Jared’s cock was standing at attention, strained
against his stomach. He used his tongue and licked at the vein, turning his
head sideways to take the cock from the side to suck the shaft itself.
Jared’s head was rolling from side to side. He could feel the pressure building
up inside of him. The pleasure Jensen gave to him brought tears to his eyes.
His whole body was tinkling; a quivering mass of tension and pleasure. “Jensen,
please, oh fuck, please.” He was not sure what he was asking for he just knew
he needed Jensen.
“Tell me what do you want baby.” Jensen wanted Jared to tell him what to do, to
ask Jensen to take him. He could hear the need in Jared’s voice. “Come on,
Jared; tell me, what do you want me to do?”
Jared rolled his head again and whimpered softly. He could feel himself
blushing; he could not believe that Jensen wanted him to tell him what he
wanted. “Please, Jensen, I need you.”
“Need me to do what baby?” Jensen drawled as he took Jared’s mushroom tip head
in his mouth pushing with his tongue into the slit to lick at the pre cum that
gathered there.
“Fuck me, please.” Jared managed to voice his desire and made a grab for
Jensen’s head to keep his mouth on his shaft.
Jensen smiled around Jared’s cock as he started suckling hard, but not moving
past the head, playing with his tongue inside the slit, holding Jared’s shaft
in one of his hands while using his other hand to pin Jared to the bed. Feeling
the other man’s movements becoming erratic he released Jared’s cock from his
mouth and took Jared’s mouth with his, sharing the pre cum that he gathered in
his mouth with Jared, letting the younger man taste himself.
Jared could not believe what pleasure Jensen was dishing out but he whimpered
when Jensen released his head but when Jensen shared his own taste with him he
groaned out and pushed with his body upwards. He still needed more.
Jensen released Jared’s mouth and went down on Jared again. This time he did
not only abuse the head but in one motion took Jared’s shaft up to the hilt
into his mouth, and had to push Jared hard to the bed as the younger man bucked
upwards.
“Fuck, Jensen, please.” Jared moaned, pleading again.
Jensen started bobbing up and down, but on the up he grazed Jared’s cock with
his teeth, lapping at the marks with his tongue when he went down again. He
learned from previous experience that this drives Jared crazy. He stopped at
the head and released it, but used his thumb and slide it into the slid,
turning it around adding a bit of pain to the mix wanting to drive Jared
further to the edge. When his thumb was slicked up he covered the rest of his
fingers and went down on Jared again slicking up the young man’s balls, letting
it glide between his fingers, moving slowly further back until he reached his
objective.
He slowed his movements down on Jared’s shaft and slowly circled Jared’s hole.
He wanted him to get used to the sensation. He played around the puckered
muscle, not touching the muscle itself. He could tell that Jared was enjoying
this as he was panting, his fists no longer above his head but he was clenching
the sheets, his knuckles white as the tension ripped through his body. He had
to sooth Jared down as he moved away to get the lube before moving things
along.
As Jensen encircled his hole Jared wanted to tense up but Jensen kept the
touches light and he relaxed as far as he was able to since he’s body was still
rocking from the sensation of Jensen pushing his thumb into his slit. He
whimpered out loud as Jensen left him on the bed and moved away but settled
down when Jensen soothed him and he could see that Jensen was getting the lube.
“I need you to do two things for me.” Jensen spoke up. His voice filled with
want. When Jared nodded, he continued. “I need you to hold on to this to warm
it up.” He passed the tube to Jared and smiled when he saw how Jared was
shivering with need. “I also need you to turn around and get on your knees for
me.”
“No, please I need to see you.” Jared begged. He wanted to be face to face with
Jensen.
“Shh baby, easy. I promise you we’ll get there but it will be easier for you if
we start doing it this way.” Jensen explained as he helped Jared to turn
around. He pushed Jared’s legs apart and placed a hand on his back, letting him
rest on his forearms trailing kisses down his back. He took his place behind
Jared sitting down on his calves and started kneading Jared’s round cheeks.
“You love this don’t you baby?” He asked as he heard Jared groan and he
slightly pushed Jared’s cheeks apart before dipping his tongue into the groove
licking at Jared.
“Holy fucking shit!” Jared shouted as he felt Jensen’s tongue licking him. He
died and went to heaven as Jensen’s tongue flicked against his puckered hole
sending tsunami waves of pleasure through Jared’s body. His cock dripping with
pre cum.
Jensen used his hands to hold Jared’s cheeks open while his tongue worked on
Jared’s muscle. He could feel Jared shivering beneath him, his forearms
struggling to keep him upright. As the puckered hole relaxed Jensen dipped his
tongue in deeper pushing in deeper, gaining entering into the tight channel
licking Jared open.
“Please, Jen.” Jared begged; he was shivering uncontrollably. “Please I need
you inside of me.”
Jensen withdrew his tongue and took the lube out of Jared’s shaking hand. He
opened the tube and squirted some of it onto his hands, slicking his fingers
up. He leaned in and kissed Jared’s hole again before he started playing,
circling Jared’s hole with his fingers while sneaking his other hand underneath
and played with Jared’s sack. He could feel Jared becoming impatient as he
tried to push against Jensen’s finger but Jensen moved his finger away. He
would do this when he knew Jared was ready.
Slowly the muscle relaxed again and started opening and Jensen moved his finger
forward, edging closer and dipping the tip into the channel. Immediately the
muscle contract again, trapping Jensen’s finger and Jensen released Jared’s
sack and started rubbing circles of comfort on the young man’s lower back.
“Relax for me, Jay.”
Jared could not believe how quickly he tensed up when he felt the tip of
Jensen’s finger entering him. He felt his muscle clenching together, the tip of
Jensen’s finger trapped. He willed himself to take deep breaths and slowly the
muscle relaxed again. He felt how Jensen pushed his finger deeper and he moaned
as a slight burning sensation spread through the channel.
“Shh, it’s all right. Just breathe for me.” Jensen soothed. “You’re so fucking
tight, you’re going to be so tight around me later on. Fuck, I can’t wait to
feel you around me.” Jensen spoke up again and he fisted his hand around
Jared’s shaft, picking up a slow pace to increase Jared’s pleasure, to let the
young man relax again. As he felt the muscle relaxing around his finger he
slowly withdraw his finger but then pushed it back a bit faster, picking up a
rhythm and was glad to see that the muscle stayed relaxed and that Jared
started pushing back on his finger. “You’re doing great baby.” He increased his
pace, and bent his finger slightly seeking out the bundle of nerves he knew
would have Jared screaming out in ecstasy. Jensen knew the moment his finger
hit the spot as Jared’s body arched and the young man shouted out his name.
“You like that don’t you?” Jensen asked as he scraped over the bundle again
sending Jared into another spasm of pleasure.
Jensen withdrew his finger and making sure his fingers were slicked he pushed
two into Jared again, keeping the fingers close to each other, stretching the
channel a bit more, only scissoring once inside. Jared groaned as the burning
sensation returned, this time more intense and he wanted to tense up again but
Jensen hit his prostate again and the burning sensation gave way to pleasure.
Keeping Jared on the edge, Jensen stretched him wanting to make sure he would
not hurt Jared when he entered him for the first time.
“Please, Jen; I can’t hold on much longer, I need to cum.” Jared pleaded.
“Please, I need you in me.” Jared pushed back into Jensen’s fingers.
“It’s okay baby, we’ll get there.” Jensen soothed and took the condom that was
placed next to him. Jared was looking at him over his shoulder, his eyes blown
with lust. “Don’t need a condom.”
“It’s just for extra lube, don’t want to hurt you.” Jensen explained as he
slicked his member up with lube as well. “I need you to relax for me okay. This
is going to burn but we’ll take it slow. I will not push further until you tell
me it’s okay?”
Jared nodded. He did not give a damn if it burned or not, he needed Jensen to
be inside him. He could feel Jensen pressed up behind him, the tip of Jensen’s
member against his hole. He wanted to push back.
“Don’t push back, Jared, let me do the work.” Jensen stroked Jared’s back,
sliding his cock against Jared’s crack before letting the tip of his head rest
against the puckered hole. He placed his hands on Jared’s hips and slowly
pushed his penis forward, letting the tip disappear into the first anal ring.
He could feel the muscle clamping around him, trapping the head of his cock in
the inside of Jared. He did not push further but took his hand and started
fisting Jared again. He knew that the feeling must be intense and he wanted
Jared to enjoy this experience to the fullest.
When Jensen’s cock pushed passed the first ring, Jared wanted to scream out. He
knew Jensen said it would burn, but this was too much, it felt like his ass was
on fire and for a moment he did not want to take this any further but then he
got distracted as Jensen started to fist his cock and slowly the burn gave away
to a sensation that no longer burned. He could feel Jensen’s head pulsating
within him and he knew that Jensen waited for him so he nodded his head and
Jensen inched forward again. The burning returned and he bit on his lip. He did
not want Jensen to know how much it burned. Jensen must have sensed his unease
because he stopped again.
“Is this too much for you, do you want us to stop?” Jensen asked as he held his
body perfectly still, trying not to move forward out of need.
Jared took a deep breath and shook his head. He could already feel the pleasure
building up again. “I need you inside me, please.”
Jensen pushed forward, and felt the channel engulfing him, surrounding him with
tightness. He could feel Jared quivering beneath him. He pushed further not
stopping this time until he was seethed up to the hilt inside Jared. He stopped
again and noted the tears running off Jared’s face. “Shh baby, I’m in. You need
to breathe for me, it’s alright, I’m here. Just breathe.”
It felt if he was being split into two and for an instant he thought that it
was Michael behind him. He started crying until he heard Jensen’s voice and it
calmed him down. The intense fire within him gave way to a sensation of
fullness. The pulse of Jensen’s shaft could be felt through him and soon he
started to feel pleasure. He knew it was time for Jensen to move again. “Move,
please.”
Jensen shifted slightly and pulled back, bringing his shaft back into the light
before thrusting forward again, he kept his thrusts slow and short, picking up
a rhythm that he repeated with his hand around Jared’s cock. When Jared pushed
back into him, his hips arching Jensen knew Jared was ready for more and he
increased his strokes, pulling out further before slamming back in, skin
slapping against skin.
He used long and hard strokes, rocking Jared’s world. He changed the angle and
moaned with Jared as he hit the prostate head on, not only sending shivers of
pleasure through Jared but Jared’s muscle tightening around him again in a vice
grip action, increasing the pleasure for both of them. He needed to see Jared’s
face so he slowed down and leant back on his heels. “I need you to lean back
onto me.” He instructed Jared and both gasped as the angle of penetration
deepened when Jared placed himself on Jensen’s upper legs. He grabbed Jared’s
head and turned it sideways, kissing him at this strange angle. “Open your eyes
for me.” He begged and watched as Jared slowly opened his eyes. Jared’s eyes
were unfocused to the world, pupils blown wide open. Jensen rocked upwards and
when Jared moaned against his lips, he grabbed hold of the younger man’s
erection and fisted it again.
Jared could feel his balls contracting and he groaned again. “Jensen” he
managed to speak. The white spots behind his vision were threatening to
overtake his vision and as Jensen fisted him become undone. His orgasm rocked
through him, nearly lifting him of off Jensen’s lap. It felt as if his world
was coming to an end, but in the most fucking awesome way possible. In the end
the spots won and he gave in to the sure bliss, slipping away from reality,
sagging back into Jensen’s arms.
Jensen could feel Jared’s muscles tightening around him, narrowing the channel
he was in and increasing the friction against his shaft. As Jared become undone
Jensen knew he would not last longer himself and he gave in, his own sack
tightening up and his release jerking out of him, filling the condom with his
seed. His movements became erratic as nature took over for the last few
seconds. When Jared swayed against him becoming limp Jensen tipped them to the
side, laying the younger man down next to him before slowing withdrawing,
taking care not to injure Jared as he pulled out. He ripped the used condom off
and after tying it up and throwing it away he looked over at Jared. He brushed
the sweaty bangs from Jared’s eyes and saw that Jared’s breathing was calming
down. Jensen placed soft kisses along Jared’s jaw and seeing that Jared was not
yet ready to wake up he quietly got up and fetched a washcloth, cleaning
himself and Jared before tucking Jared under the sheets, waiting for his lover
to wake up.
Jared become aware of the world around him feeling Jensen’s warm body curled
behind him and he sighed. “Please tell me I didn’t faint.” He felt the blush
spreading across his face.
Jensen laughed. “The pleasure become too intense and it override all of your
senses, that’s why you passed out. To me it just means I did something right.”
Jensen leaned in and captured Jared’s mouth with his, kissing the younger man
until both of their lips were once again red and swollen up.
“I love you, Jared Padalecki.” Jensen said. He made a silent promise that he
would keep this young man safe. Making sure that they grew old together. He
already handed in his resignation. He found the one person he would guard for
the rest of his life.
“Love you, Special Agent Ackles.” Jared managed to speak again. He snuggled
closer, fitting into Jensen’s arms as if they were made for each other, giving
into sleep, knowing that he was safe, not only at this moment in time but for
all future times.
The End
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