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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Misha_Collins/Jeffrey_Dean_Morgan, Misha_Collins/Jared_Padalecki, Jared
      Padalecki/Misha_Collins/Jeffrey_Dean_Morgan
  Additional Tags:
      Underage_Sex, Crossdressing, Age_Difference, babysitter, Spit_Roasting,
      Threesome_-_M/M/M
  Collections:
      Dirty+Bad+Wrong+Hot_Supernatural
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-05-26 Words: 2825
****** Like Father? Like Son. ******
by lostinmymindforever
Summary
     Based off of this prompt from Kris (crankywhenprovoked)
     Misha, jared, jdm, spit roasting, misha in a skirt, teen misha,
     babysitter and father and kid
Part One
Jared thought it was unfair that he still had to have a babysitter, he was 13
years old, old enough to be a babysitter himself. Misha had been his babysitter
for years now, 4 years in fact, ever since Jared was 9 and Misha had been 13
himself. Every time Jared tried to bring that fact up to his father the man
would just laugh, and tell him not to fuss over it.
Jared kinda hated his dad sometimes, but at the same time there HAD to be a
reason that Misha was kept around. Jared knew that in the evenings after his
dad would get home and Jared would be sent to bed that he’d spend some time
alone with Misha, probably talking over how Jared had been behaving. One night
he decided to sneak out of his room and listen in on their conversation.
It wasn’t that he was trying to be a little spy, but the whole thing seemed a
bit off to him. He crept down the stairs quietly, pausing at the bottom when he
heard a little gasp. He crept forward even more, looking with confusion as his
father leaned over Misha’s prone body. Jared wanted to go and save Misha from
his father, but was scared. This was a side of his dad he had never seen before
and it terrified him.
“Such a pretty little slut, Misha,” his dad said softly, bringing his hand to
the young man’s face. “Always so pretty for me. Gonna fuck that pretty little
ass of yours, Baby. What do you think about that?”
“Please, Jeff, stop teasing,” Misha whimpered.
Jared swallowed hard, even more confused than he had been before. He couldn’t
be hearing this right, there was no way his dad and babysitter were fucking.
Especially since he had admitted not a week earlier to his father that he had a
crush on Misha. He watched from his spot near the doorway as his dad shoved
Misha over the back of the couch, shoving the older teen’s pants down.
Jared grew hard as he watched his father begin to finger Misha’s ass, hearing
the breathy little moans that fell from Misha’s mouth. He bit his lip to not
make a sound as he cupped himself through his pajama pants, eyes locked on the
two before him.
Misha bit back a curse, moaning as Jeff’s fingers teased him open. “I’m fucking
ready, Jeff. Just fuck me already.”
“You want it so bad, Baby. God, love fucking your tight hole.”
Misha moaned loudly as Jared’s dad removed his fingers, leaving him empty only
long enough to reposition himself so he was directly behind the teen. Misha let
out a cry of pleasure when Jeff was finally inside of him, holding his hips
tightly as he began to pound into him hard and fast.
Jared kept touching himself through his pants, not daring to slip his hand
under the fabric, knowing he’d end up making noise if he did so. He watched as
his father fucked Misha hard, hearing the filth his father was whispering and
the little moans that fell from his babysitter’s mouth. He saw Misha tense, and
then much to his shock he heard the older boy moan his name as he came. Jared’s
father let out a muffled curse, thrusting wildly until he was also coming.
Jared could hear the slick sounds as his father pulled out of Misha’s body, and
listened to him curse once more.
“I’m sorry,” Misha whispered, almost to quiet for Jared to hear.
Jared’s dad let out a small, bitter laugh. “It’s not your fault, Misha. Don’t
apologize. I’ve known for a while now how you feel.”
Jared could see Misha blushing, and prayed that neither of them would notice
him in his hiding spot. He made out his father continuing, “Jared likes you,
Misha.”
“Just not how I like him,” the words sounded like they hurt to say, and Jared
wanted to rush over and tell Misha that he wanted him so much.
“Exactly how you like him, Baby. Fuck, I know... I should have told you. Just
didn’t wanna lose this.”
Misha turned to face Jared’s father once more, “You mean he...”
“Yeah, he wants you. Gets his good taste from me,” Jeff laughed, brushing his
hand across Misha’s cheek.
Jared wasn’t sure what was said next, the two of them were talking so quietly
that he’d have to reveal that he had been spying on them to get any closer. He
watched as they both redressed, Misha gathering his books and jacket before he
started walking towards the door. Jared’s dad followed, locking the door behind
him as he left to take Misha home.
Jared ran up to his room, stripping out of his pajamas and wrapping his hand
around his shaft, stroking himself quickly to completion, Misha’s name on his
lips, his face in his thoughts as he came.
-
Part Two
The next day Misha met Jared at school and the two of them walked back to
Jared’s house in silence. Jared could feel Misha’s eyes on him the entire walk
home, and he began to blush. As soon as they were inside Misha turned to him,
giving Jared a questioning look, almost as if he was trying to ask if Jared’s
father’s words had been true without revealing the fact that he was sleeping
with the man.
They kicked off their shoes at the door and placed their backpacks on the
kitchen table, just like they always did after school. Misha started rummaging
around the kitchen, getting ready to make them an after school snack like he
always did. They still hadn’t said a word to each other, but that really wasn’t
uncommon. As Misha passed him to go grab something out of the fridge Jared
stopped him by grabbing his wrist.
Jared didn’t know where his bravery came from, but before Misha could say a
word he leaned forward and kissed the older teen. It wasn’t a great kiss, as
Jared had never kissed anyone before in his life, but at the same time it was
perfect, pure and filled with emotion. Jared found himself being led up to his
room in silence, Misha watching him closely as soon as the door was closed.
“Jared, tell me if I am going too fast for you, okay?” Misha said, breaking the
silence.
Jared wanted to question Misha what he had meant by that, but seemed to lose
all ability to speak when Misha began to slowly undress himself until he was
standing naked in front of Jared. He watched with lust filled eyes as the older
teen dropped to his knees, pulling on his pants until they were pooled at
Jared’s feet. He kicked the offending garment away, doing the same with his
boxers when Misha yanked them down. Jared pulled his shirt over his head,
biting his lip as he stood naked in front of the kneeling boy.
“So fucking beautiful, Jare,” Misha whispered, placing a kiss onto Jared’s hip.
Before Jared could respond Misha licked the head of his cock causing Jared to
moan.
Jared seemed lost in sensation as Misha began to lick and suck on his cock. He
fisted his hands into Misha’s hair, letting the older boy control this
encounter. He whimpered when Misha stopped, pulling off of him completely.
“On the bed, Baby, on your back, okay?” Misha gave him this little pleading
look which Jared couldn’t fight.
He moved until he was laying flat on his back, watching Misha through lust
blown eyes. Jared didn’t know what Misha had in mind, but wasn’t about to say
no to it. He cursed when Misha straddled his body, reaching down to line Jared
up with his hole. Jared bit his lip, trying to think of something other than
the intense pleasure he was feeling as Misha slowly sank down his length.
“Misha.”
“God, fuck, Jare. You’re huge already,” Misha moaned, slowly raising himself
back up before letting himself move down the length of Jared’s cock once more.
“Knew you’d feel so good in me, fuck, should have done this sooner.”
Jared grabbed onto Misha’s hips, his hands falling to the bruises his father
had left there the night before. Something felt so dirty, so right about
fucking Misha after his father had and Jared knew without a doubt he’d do this
as often as he could. He let Misha control the pace, just holding on as the
older teen rode him hard and fast, the sound of their bodies slamming against
each other echoing off the walls.
Misha let out a little scream, body tensing as his orgasm hit him, covering
Jared’s chest with his come. It was enough to have Jared coming as well,
flooding Misha’s body. When Misha pulled off of him he heard the same sound he
had heard the night before. Jared didn’t know where the urge came from but he
wanted, no needed to see his come inside of Misha.
“Wanna see your hole,” Jared said with a blush.
Misha nodded, moving so that he was kneeling by Jared’s head, ass facing the
younger teen.
Jared groaned at the sight. He wasn’t sure why he did what he did, but he
leaned forward, licking at the come slowly dripping out of Misha’s body. He
smiled when Misha began to moan, thrusting back against Jared’s tongue, holding
himself open so that Jared would have more room to move. By the time he was
finished they were both hard again and Jared fucked Misha once more, kissing
and sucking at Misha’s neck, leaving marks.
They ended up moving back downstairs to actually get some homework done, Misha
giving him a blowjob at the kitchen table about a half hour before Jared’s dad
got home. They fell into a pattern, the two of them fucking as soon as they got
home from school before going to the kitchen to work on homework, with Misha
giving Jared blowjobs, before they ate supper and waited for Jared’s dad to get
home.
Jared knew that Misha and his father were still fucking, but he also knew that
Misha was trying to figure out a way to end things with the older man.
-
Part Three
It was Halloween and everyone was dressed up, even if they were too old to be
trick or treating. Jared was dressed as a pirate, and Misha was dressed as a
cheerleader, a look Jared had to admit looked good on him. The whole walk back
to his place Jared had to stop himself from grabbing Misha and bending him over
park benches or other things and just fucking him while he wore that stupid
little skirt.
They were barely inside the house when Jared pounced, shoving Misha against the
door and kissing him hard, his hands moving to cup Misha’s ass. He gave a
little look when he came across lace and silk and realized that the older boy
was wearing panties. He groaned into the kiss, grinding his cock against
Misha’s, his fingers teasing at Misha’s hole through the fabric of his panties.
Jared was about to drop to his knees and blow Misha right there when he heard
his father clear his throat. Jared spun around noticing the man was sitting on
the couch watching the two of them. Jared blushed, biting his lips. He wasn’t
about to make excuses, this was exactly what it looked like. “Dad, what are you
doing home so early?”
“The power went out and won’t be able to be fixed until tomorrow,” Jeff said
with a shrug, taking a sip of his beer. “You boys look like you are having
fun.”
Jared and Misha both blushed, Misha burying his face in Jared’s shoulder. It
was one thing to be fucking both of them, even if it had been weeks since he’d
last let Jeff fuck him, but to be caught like this was something different.
“You two look so hot together,” Jeff said, eyeing them up, feeling like a
bigger pervert than usual. It was bad enough he was fucking his 17 year old
babysitter and had been doing so for years now, but eyeing up his own son like
this, that was new. True, Misha had been Jared’s age the first time they had
fucked, but Jeff had thought he would never turn his attentions to his own
flesh and blood, and really, Jared by himself didn’t do anything for him.
But the fact remained that he wanted to watch as his son fucked Misha, wanted
to watch the two of them writhing together in pleasure, wanted to fuck Misha’s
tight little ass while Jared fucked that perfect mouth and then watch as Jared
licked Misha clean.
“I know you know he’s fucking both of us, Jared. Maybe he’d want to take both
of us at the same time.”
Misha moaned, cock hardening at the thought of being taken by both of his
lovers at the same time. He looked over at Jared who had a lust filled look on
his face, reaching over to brush his hand over the younger teen’s cock.
Jared kicked out of his boots, grabbing Misha and kissing him hard. “You want
it so bad, don’t you, Baby. Wanna be filled up by us.”
Misha nodded, the blue of his eyes barely visible with how blown his pupils
were.
Jeff licked his lips, motioning to his bedroom with his head. The boys followed
him to the room, but before they got undressed he ordered Misha to keep the
skirt on. He heard both boys moan at that and smiled. “Misha, get on your hands
and knees on the center of the bed.” As soon as Misha moved to comply Jeff ran
his hand down Misha’s back. It had been a while since he had last been able to
touch the boy like this, but he knew that would happen now that Misha was with
Jared. He knew that this might be the last time he was allowed to fuck Misha
and he wanted to make it count.
“Jare, let Misha suck your cock.”
Jared nodded, moving in front of the older boy. He moaned as Misha wrapped his
mouth around his cock, loving the familiar feeling of Misha’s tongue teasing
him. He could feel rather than hear Misha begin to moan and looked up from
Misha’s face to watch his father slowly enter the other boy’s body. He began
thrusting in and out of Misha’s mouth, moving at the same pace his father was
as they fucked his babysitter. It was one of the hottest things he had ever
done, but at the same time Jared knew this would be the only time this would
happen.
He’d shared Misha long enough, and it was time his dad knew that. Jared reached
down, grabbing a handful of Misha’s hair, pulling just hard enough, just like
Misha liked, “Mine.”
Jeff nodded at the possessive motion, hands holding onto Misha’s hips as he
continued to thrust in and out of the boy. “Your’s. After tonight he’s all
your’s, Jare. Don’t worry.”
Jared nodded, looking back down at Misha who was looking at him with adoring
eyes. “Love you,” he whispered, brushing the tears off of Misha’s cheeks. He
knew Misha wasn’t in pain, that he loved it a little rough, but he also knew
that his lover was probably overwhelmed with emotion as that had been the first
time Jared had told him how he felt.
He heard his father cursing, and looked up to see his dad pull out of Misha’s
body, grabbing his cock and giving it a few hard stroked before he came all
over Misha’s back.
Misha pulled off of Jared’s cock, shoving him back onto the bed and lowered
himself onto Jared’s cock. He gave a surprised little noise when Jared flipped
them and began thrusting hard into his body, kissing him in between telling him
he loved him again and again. Misha moaned Jared’s name, telling him he felt
the same. Both were sweating and panting by the time they came, Jared filling
Misha’s body once more, Misha soaking the skirt with his come.
They were trying to catch their breath when they realized they were alone, and
when they went to check they saw a note from Jared’s father telling them that
he would be home later and that Misha was allowed to spend the night, as it was
a weekend. They ended up in Jared’s room, curled together, and part of Jared
was sad that he had taken Misha from his father, but in the end Misha and he
were in love and that came before anything, even his father’s happiness.
Jared knew he’d have to make it up to his dad somehow. Maybe he’d introduce him
to his new English teacher. Jensen definitely was his dad’s type after all.
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