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  Series:
      Part 1 of He_Is_What_I_Want
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      Published: 2016-07-12 Updated: 2016-12-29 Chapters: 7/? Words: 21372
****** No Ones Ever Said No To Mr. Popular ******
by Silverpetals_and_Blood
Summary
     What Jared Padalecki wants, he gets. All his life no one ever said no
     to him, except Jensen Ackles. Jared is not okay with that. He plans
     to take what he wants because he can and will.
Notes
     WARNING: MEANT FOR READERS LOOKING FOR SOMETHING A LITTLE DARK AND
     EXPLICIT.
     This chapter is finally finished.
     Jared is a real asshole in this fic he feels he's entitled to
     everything.
     I do not own any of these sexy guys or Supernatural or CW network.
     This is a explicit story that is made up in my mind. This fic
     contains homophobia and homophobic language that I don't condone in
     real life. Please read the warnings first, if it's not your type of
     fic, please push the back key. If it's your type of fic. Please
     enjoy.
***** Chapter One *****
 
 
 
High school is like a jungle and the food chain put together. It's like the
survival of the fittest. It's scary within these walls, especially for a quiet
introverted guy like Jensen. Terrifying if you don't have a system. Jensen's
system is to avoid and try to be invisible as possible. It was effective most
of the time, but occasionally the jocks spot him. When they do, they always
make fun of his feminine facial features, that they regard as being effeminate
as far as the way his longish dirty blonde hair is in a ponytail, mesmerizing
emerald green eyes, long thick lashes. To top it off the plump cupid's bow lips
of Jensen's 'cock sucking lips' that the jocks famously call them.
To Jensen the jocks are nothing but a bunch of dicks, but to the rest of the
school they are hero's and God's. The whole student body wants a piece of the
football team. They want to sit at their lunch table and be their friend, the
girls and secretly some guys want to date them and fuck them. Hell they would
even smell their fart if they got the chance, just to make them feel closer to
the jocks.
It's too bad one out of Jensen's only two friends is one of the 'guys who
secretly wants to...' Misha Collins is brainwashed and is a part of the whole
'I want to be with a jock phenomenon'. No matter how many times Jensen and Rob
Benedict tried to snap Misha out of it, nothing works.
Jensen see both Misha and Rob at their usual deserted location on campus that's
away from the rest of the students. They were in the middle of a dispute about
a certain jock. Between the two of them Misha is the neat preppy dressed one.
Dress pants and shirt with a sweater vest. His usually neat styled cinnamon
brown hair pushed back as his ocean blue eyes take on a fiery look. Rob on the
other hand often wears ratty jeans and mostly black or dark color clothes.
Looks like he ran fingers through his wavy tousled brown hair and his light
blue eyes are shining with amusement at Misha's expense. Jensen rolls his eyes
in exasperation as he approaches his friends.
"Thinking about that dumb jock again." Rob stated in annoyance.
"For your information he's not that dumb." Misha replies as he straighten one
of his multiple sweater vest that he owns.
"Don't tell me. Under all that sports center rude muscleheaded popular
egotistical pig, there lies an Albert Einstein in there." Sarcasm ringing in
Jensen's tone.
"So what, he's hot. How could anyone resist that blond hair and those chocolate
brown eyes," he swooned.
Noticing his friend's notebook with the initials 'JH' on them, Rob couldn't
resist teasing his lovestruck friend. "I guess you probably have a Justin
Hartley shrine in a secret undisclosed location somewhere."
"Don't be such a dick Rob."
"Who are you calling a dick. At least I'm not thinking about some jerk jocks
di-"
"Okay you guys stop it." Jensen interrupts. "We're supposed to stick together,
not turn against each other!"
"Both of you are always ganging up on me! I can't help who I have feelings
for."
"It's only because we care about you Mish." Jensen pats his back.
"Yeah I'm sorry man." Rob looks sheepishly at his friend."I just want you to be
careful around these bullying homophobic jocks, they'll beat the crap out of
geeks like us. Let's get the hell out of here and get safely to our first
period class."
Luckily Rob and Misha have the same first period class. Parting ways Jensen
mull over if he should get his alegebra book now in order to avoid the jocks.
He decided to risk going now rather than later.
 
*****
Jensen shuts his locker after he retrieved his book. As he head towards his
class, Jensen spotted two of the football players in their signature blue and
silver jerseys. He quickly turns in the opposite direction.
"Look what we got here, a little fag." The sound of Tom Welling's voice made
Jensen freeze.
"Yeah it's Jenny, the little fairy boy with the cocksucking lips."Christian
Kane adds.
Both boys started strolling towards Jensen as he starts to make a run for it.
He only got a couple of steps before he bumped into a hot solid brick wall of
chest. Jensen gazed up into hazel eyes, and a smirk with dimples. The feeling
of strong arms around Jensen left him powerless.
"Hey Jenny," said the familiar deep voice that always tease and taunt him from
day one.
'Jared Padalecki the QB and football captain,' he thought, as a flash of panic
settles in.
He knocks Jensen's book out of his hands, and push him towards Tom. His arms
are now restrained by Tom's built ones. Jensen surged, struggling and begging
for them to let him go.
"Calm down, Jenny. We're just having a little fun. You don't want to make us
mad, do you?" Tom said, tightening his hold on him.
"Please!" He cried.
"You want us to let you go?" Jared asked, running a hand over Jensen's face and
lifting it up so he could see him.
"Yes!"
"Oh no, pretty boy. We're having too much fun. What do you think we should do
with him boys?"
"I think faggots like him are craving some cock. He'll probably fuck and suck
the whole football team."
"I'm not gay Tom," Chris said with his arms crossed over his chest.
"I'm not gay neither! We're all straight, but a blowjob's a blowjob and a fuck
is a fuck. It's only gay when you're sucking cock and being fucked dumbass."
"The both of you shut the fuck up. The only fag here, is this girly little
bitch right here, he's practically pretty as a girl. Get him on his knees."
Releasing Jensen's arms, Tom grabs his ponytail and forced him on the floor.
Pain exploded all over his scalp and knees, he could hear Chris snickering in
the background.
"Look at him, he wants to blow Jared."
"Shut up Welling," he grunted in pain.
"What was that, slut?" Tom slapped him with his free hand, and that created a
stinging sensation on the side of his face. The other hand that gripped
Jensen's hair is roughly pressing his face against the football captains' denim
covered crotch. "He seems to love it!"
He could feel the thick hard cock against his face. Tom is working Jensen's
face over Jared, building a rhythm. Jared's harsh breathing and involuntary
jerks to his hips indicated that he is getting off on this, which mortified
Jensen. Worst of all, his own dick got hard and pulsed in his pants. He felt
sick and confused at his reaction. Shame burned his cheeks.
"That's really good, pretty boy," he breathed. His large hands held on to
Jensen's shoulders and gripping them tighter with every stimulating friction
against his twitching cock.
"Hey, what's going on?" Mr. Connor's voice intervenes.
The group of guys split apart to reveal Jensen on his knees.
"We were just helping a fellow student up," Tom explained with pretense as he
picked Jensen up off the floor.
"Are you okay there, son?"
The daze of shock and arousal finally lifted, which prompts Jensen to nod his
head.
"You have to be more careful, these floors can be slippery sometimes. They need
to fire that damn janitor too. To the rest of you boys 'Go Silver Sharks!' Give
them hell Friday night."
The smug bastards reassure and guarantee they will kick some ass. He took the
opportunity to leave in a rush and never looked back. Jensen just remember why
he left his algebra book behind. Jared used it to cover his erection.
***** Chapter Two *****
Chapter Summary
     What Jared Padalecki wants, he gets. All his life no one ever say no
     to him, except Jensen Ackles. Jared is not okay with that. He plans
     to take what he wants because he can and will.
Chapter Notes
     WARNING: MEANT FOR READERS LOOKING FOR SOMETHING A LITTLE DARK AND
     EXPLICIT.
     The second chapter is finally posted. Sorry for the wait!
     Jared is a real asshole in this fic he feels he's entitled to
     everything.
     I do not own any of these sexy guys or Supernatural or CW network.
     This is a explicit story that is made up in my mind. This fic
     contains homophobia and homophobic language that I don't condone in
     real life.
     Please read the warnings first, if it's not your type of fic, please
     push the back key.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
 
 
 
What happened earlier is still playing in Jared's head over and over like a
loop. A mesmerizing image of that angelic face that he hates so much, is
forever burned in his memory. Damn Jensen Ackles, for making Jared want him. He
just want to sink his cock inside that sweet piece of virgin ass. Jared is
fucking straight for fuck sakes! He's the fucking man, he fucking rule this
whole damn school. He never heard of a homo running anything, except from an
ass kicking. Maybe fucking him will definitely stop these faggot ass thoughts
from running through his head. Eventually Jensen will come to him, he's going
to need that algebra book back from him sooner or later.
Speaking of the fucking devil, the boy that's been tormenting his thoughts is
entering the cafeteria with one of his dorky friends. Misha something, they
were both a couple of fags.
"Yo, Jay?" Chad Michael Murray waves his hand in front of him. "Adrianne
Palicki is throwing a party after the Friday game."
Aldris smiled and whistled. "She's hot as hell."
"That is a nice sweet piece of ass," Chris agree.
"I would pound the shit out of her," Tom added.
"Too bad she has eyes for our boy Jay." Chad shouldered Jared. "For weeks she's
been all over you man."
Sitting on the other side of Jared, Ian shoves him playfully. "Lucky son of a
bitch!"
He held up both hands and smiled because he know he's the man. "Hey, man, when
I'm in the room, I make all the pussies go wet. What chick doesn't want to hop
on this dick."
That got cheers, jeers, and high fives around the jock table.
Jensen tried his best to ignore the jocks table and focus on something Misha
was saying.
"Jensen are you okay?" A frown formed on Misha's face.
"Yeah, I'm going to get in line."
"See you at our table." Misha head towards their table with his lunch bag in
hand.
Jensen went through the lunch line, he can feel the heat of Jared's stare, like
the remembered heat of his cock against his face. Those hazel eyes, brown
shaggy hair, and dimples have been haunting him lately, especially because of
what happened earlier today. He hated Jared's guts more than ever now, the guy
is a total tool! How can he be turned on by him? He doesn't understand this,
his reaction to Jared.
"Fruit cup or jello?" The lunch lady interrupted his thoughts.
"Jello please."
Jensen got his free lunch ticket punched and makes his way to his table.
"I need to borrow your algebra book." Jensen said while sliding his leg over
the table bench.
"Sure, okay. What happened to yours?"
"I need to get it back."
"From who?"
"What are we talking about guys?" Rob sat down in his seat next to Misha across
from Jensen.
"Nothing, just need to borrow an alegebra book for today's assignment. Misha is
loaning me his."
"Are we still on for our star trek and star wars weekend marathon at my house
Friday night?" Misha asked, stretching his mouth into a wide grin.
Jensen couldn't help but look over at the jocks table, he caught Jared staring
at him. It was like a staring contest between the two and Jensen is losing. He
looked away, picking at his barely eaten lunch.
"You know we're there, our little trekkie friend." Rob answered for the both of
them.
"Hey, guys. How's it going?" Chad Lindberg sat at their table for the first
time ever with a can of red bull in one hand.
Chad Lindberg isn't exactly popular nor is he nearly at the bottom as they are.
Thanks to letting some of the jocks copy off his homework or doing their
assignments for them, it's sort of a pass. It dosen't stop them from bullying
him at times.
"Jensen, the football team was talking about you. I overheard some students
saying how you got on your knees begging to suck Jared's cock. I mean, I didn't
want to believe a guy like you would have the guts to do something like that,
but it's starting to spread around." He shrugged. "I guess the stereotype about
pretty boys batting for the other team are true."
Jensen takes a moment to process what Lindberg just told him, he realize his
friends are staring at him in shock and curiosity.
"It's not true!" Jensen said defensively, feeling like the rug has been pulled
from underneath him.
Anger flashed across Rob's eyes. "I don't believe that bullshit for one second.
Those stupid dickbags are a bunch of lying sack of shit!"
"Hey don't shoot the messenger dude," Lindberg was holding both hands up in
surrender. He leaves the table to scurry off somewhere to get stoned.
"I bet that ass-kisser was more than happy to tell you that bullshit," Rob
grumbled.
"What cause this buzz to result into anything all?" Misha asked.
Rob's jaw set. "You're not believing any of this, are you?"
"No of course not. The rumor is clearly bullshit, but for some reason they
selected Jensen as their target." Misha answered. "Did something happened
Jensen, did they give you a problem today?"
"Something did happen earlier, nothing like what Lindberg mentioned." Jensen
took a deep breath, every word dripped with pain. "I was at my locker getting
my algebra book, then Jared, Tom, and Chris surrounded me. They forced me to my
knees and rubbed my face against Jared's crotch."
Misha's eyes went wide with shock. "That's why you don't have your book because
those bastards took it."
"Jared has my book."
Rob felt his anger spike. "Those sons of bitches harassed you and then turned
it around and made it sound like you were slutting after them." His fist
clenched. "I'm going to kill them and get your book back!"
"Calm down down Rob, it's too many of them." Jensen said.
"Calm down?!" Rob repeated. "I bet that asshole and his butt buddies were
enjoying it. Who are they to call someone a homo?"
"Maybe I could report them to the principal."
"No one won't believe you."
"Misha's right Jensen. Those jockstraps run this school and they got everyone
under their stupid cleats."
 
*****
 
Jensen stopped by the apartment complex's mail room to pick up the mail. This
place should be denounced, but the rent is cheap enough. The elevator hasn't
had any repairs done to it in years. All the tenants have to use the stairs,
Jensen took them two at a time up to the third floor. Drunken voices fading
away down the filthy hallway that stink of booze, piss, old cigarette smoke,
and unwashed bodies as he walked closer to his apartment.
He unlocked the door to the two bedroom. It's not much, but Jensen and his
mother keep it clean.
It's a small apartment, compact spaced. The tiny living room contain a cheap
looking black sofa and a matching coffee table from a furniture voucher they
received. A small television is placed on a small table opposite the sofa. The
kitchen is even smaller with a small wooden square shaped dinner table with two
mismatched chairs as the only furniture in this room.
Tossing his backpack on his bed, he quickly changed out of his t-shirt and
jeans from school, and throw on a white t-shirt and his gray threadbare sweat
pants.
The sun is setting, the rays are barely peeking through the crooked blinds when
Jensen walks from his bedroom, over into the tiny kitchen adjoining the living
room to fix dinner. Looking through the refrigerator and cabinets, he notice
how low they've gotten on groceries.
Ever since his father died of cancer when Jensen was eleven, everything
changed. They had to leave the home they only knew because his mother couldn't
keep up with the mortgage. The measly job she had wasn't able to keep them
afloat. Downsizing was the answer, and a little bit of social security.
Churches, food pantries, Salvation Army, clothing bins, and many others helped
them through the years.
He's been home alone a lot as a kid because his mom had to make ends meet.
Jensen never resented her for it, he knew they have to eat and live.
Samantha drinks alcohol a lot, especially on the weekends. It's her way of
coping with the pain of losing Jensen's dad, and being a single parent. Jensen
still loves her, she's everything to him.
He cooked mac and cheese from the last box he found in the cabinet. After he
ate, he looked at the clock, he realize his mom won't be home for another two
hours. Jensen starts on his homework.
Two hours later his mother walked into the apartment, and collapse into a heap
on the couch. Jensen comes over and takes her work boots off her feet. It's
like their little routine when she comes home from another hard day of work.
She looks exhausted but still beautiful with her long blonde hair in a
ponytail. Those blue eyes gaze at her son with adoration.
"I made some Mac and cheese mom."
"Thank you baby, I'll eat later." She gives him a tired smile. "How was
school?"
"It was good." He lied. "I got an A on my science test."
She put her hand on his cheek. "You are a bright young man, and I'm so proud of
you baby. I'm going to hang it on the fridge."
"Oh, mom. It's not like I'm five you know."
"No, but I have a really bright seventeen year old that I love so much that I
still hang his good grade papers on my fridge."
"Touche"
"I love you," she whispered as she starts to lay down on the couch for her nap.
Jensen finds a blanket in the small closet nearby and covers her with it.
"I love you too," he whispered back and give her a kiss on her forehead.
Chapter End Notes
     I hope you enjoy the story!
***** Chapter Three *****
Chapter Summary
     What Jared Padalecki wants, he gets. All his life no one ever said no
     to him, except Jensen Ackles. Jared is not okay with that. He plans
     to take what he wants because he can and will.
Chapter Notes
     WARNING: MEANT FOR READERS LOOKING FOR SOMETHING A LITTLE DARK AND
     EXPLICIT.
     Here's a new Chapter! Thank you for waiting. I've been so busy! I
     hope you enjoy the new chapter.
     I do not own any of these sexy guys or Supernatural or CW network.
     This is a explicit story that is made up in my mind.
     This fic contains homophobia and homophobic language that I don't
     condone in real life.
     Please read the warnings first, if it's not your type of fic, please
     push the back key.
 
 
 
 
 
 
Jensen raced from one class to another the next day. By now the rumor is spread
full force. It's completely out of control, now the other students are putting
their own spin on it. The classic adding fuel to the fire type scenario.
He scurry through the halls, trying to make himself small as possible and
unnoticeable. His eyes shifted to the lockers, he saw two of the cheerleaders
Katie Cassidy and Rachel Miner eyeing him and whispering. They were apparently
talking about him. Katie strolled up to him, while Rachel stayed behind leaning
against a locker with her bitch face in place.
"Stay away from Jared." Katie warned with one eyebrow raised.
Jensen try to ignore her and leave, but she puts her hand on his arm to get his
attention.
"Jared is not gay, he don't even want you. He has eyes for Adrianne, you hear
me you dick?!"
Glancing down at her, he wanted to make this loud and clear. "I'm gay, so
what?! I don't want that egotistical shithead jock. He's just a stupid brain
dead dick. Jared doesn't even register on my radar. Do us both a favor, don't
waste anymore of our time." He removed her hand off his arm. "I have a class to
get to unlike some of you people, I actually care about graduating."
The students around them hushed, the hallway got noticeably quiet. She released
a huff as Jensen walked away. Fuck spirit week, all this talk about little ol'
Jensen Ackles is overshadowing everything. Everyone is going to talk about this
exchange between Cassidy and Ackles for the rest of the day.
*****
It was an unusually beautiful warm sunny day in the middle of October. Most of
the students of Silver Heights High were eating lunch at the picnic tables
outside. What happened earlier is the big topic at everyone's table, especially
the jocks table.
"Fuck spirit week, everyone is talking about Ackles man." Justin Hartley
smirked.
I got the whole thing on my phone," Matt Cohen starts to delve into his
backpack for his phone.
"How the fuck did you get that." Michael Rosenbaum asked.
"Some chick I was fucking recorded the whole thing and sent it to me." He
grinned.
"I heard that little fuck was talking some shit about Jared. And he made a
snide remark towards the student body." Justin said biting into an Oreo Cookie.
"He did and he admit he is gay" Matt found his phone and placed it on the
table.
"No shit everyone knew he was a fag," Michael stated sarcastically. "You would
have to be dumb, blind, and death to miss that one."
He found the text and opened up the video that was sent. Justin and Michael
watched the video on Matt's phone of Jensen and Katie's famously talked about
conversation.
"Damn dude that's some cold shit." Michael said. "That's going to piss Jared
off."
"Where the fuck is Jared and the rest of the guys anyway?" Justin popped his
last Oreo in his mouth.
"Who knows, " was Matt's response.
"Sup, fellas." The big man on campus took his seat in the center of their
table, placing his lunch on the table.
"Sup, Jared." The guys greeted.
"Where the fuck is everyone?" Justin asked, looking around for the rest of the
footballers.
"The fuckers are getting their lunch, they should be here any minute." Jared
replied, unwrapping his ham and cheese sandwich.
"Ackles was talking shit about you earlier today." Michael notified, one brown
eyebrow raised.
"I heard about that shit." Jared affirmed, taking a big bite of his sandwich.
"We just saw the video on Matt's cell." Justin added.
Matt played the video for Jared. The scene was playing out on Matt's phone as
all four of the footballers were watching what everyone was gossiping about.
"That little punk better hope he doesn't run into me," he threatened in a
menacing voice. "No one talks shit about me and get away with it." He was
angered by Jensen's insinuations, and the heated desire that shot through his
veins. It made Jared want to find a secluded spot in this school and fuck
Jensen Ackles senseless.
Meanwhile Jensen and his friends opt for the cafeteria instead, away from the
hysteria of gossip among the groups outside. the only group in the cafeteria is
Lee Norris and the rest of the band geek members. 'The band geeks' table is few
tables down from theirs.
"I'm so proud of you dude." Rob put his lunch tray down and sat across from
Jensen. "You told that cheer bitch off!"
"Thanks," Jensen said through a mouthful of ham and cheese sandwich, gazing at
the empty table where the jocks usually sat.
"Hey, so tell us everything." Misha inquire as he dipped a celery stick into a
small container of peanut butter.
Jensen explained the the whole episode of what happened earlier.
"I can't believe you came out to the whole school like that man, very brave,
and foolish."
"I know Rob, I just said it out loud. Once I did I couldn't take it back."
He took a bite of celery and mumbled through it. "I bet you felt awkward and
relieved."
"I did. I felt like something snapped in me. I usually try to avoid any
conflict. Lately I've been more vocal."
Rob pounded his fist on the table and looked his friend in the eye. "You're
tired of taking their shit, I get it. It's about time my friend, because those
fuckers are starting to push you too far."
"I don't understand why they are such dicks to me? I haven't done anything to
them."
"They're afraid of you Jensen." Rob stated.
Oooh, the jocks are scared shitless of me." He barked out sarcastically at the
both of his friends.
"Yeah they are dude. The fact that every time they look at you, they get turned
the fuck on. They hate you for it."
Jensen narrowed his eyes at Rob as he swallowed his last bite of his sandwich.
"That shithead Jared already hates my guts, he's really going to beat my ass to
a pulp after what I said about him."
"Oh, don't get me started on Pada-douche, he's one of those straight to the
bone guys that secretly wants to fuck a pretty boy."
"Rob has a point." Misha agree.
"It's not my fault guys, it's not like I purposely look for attention. I stuck
to our plan, I tried to stay invisible."
"No offense Jensen, it's only a matter of time before they start to notice a
guy like you buddy." Rob pointed out.
It's not like I have a sign saying pick on the Ackles guy."
"We got your back buddy."
That's great Mish, but Jared and his buddies would beat us all into a pulp."
"At least we go down swinging,"Rob grinned.
*****
Some of the football players were waiting around in the gym. It's after school
hours, most of the students already vacant the building, except the students
that participate in the school clubs and activities. The cheerleaders are
meeting up with them for the last minute preparations concerning the pep rally
tomorrow night.
Jared was passing a football around with Christian. Chad is chilling on the
bleachers with Tom, Paul, and Eric.
"Where the he'll are the girls?" Eric Johnson asked impatiently.
"Yeah man, I got shit to do."
"Like what Welsey, jerking off?" Chad teased.
"No, for your fucking information I got to help my mom with her fundraiser
shit."
That got laughs from the other players.
"Man you were better off letting us think you had a jerk off session to get
to." Tom jeered.
"Fuck all of you!"
That got more laughs.
"No thanks Wesley you're not my type." Christian said, adding in on the fun.
Paul just stuck both middle fingers at them.
"Yo, Jared? What's going on with you and Adrianne, are you going to hit that?"
Eric asked.
"All in due time my man. When I do, she's going to come back for more."
The guys cheered and clapped Jared on the back. The cheerleaders finally showed
up, all of them in their cheer uniforms.
"Guys will you give us girls a hand to make posters, banners, and
decorations?"Cheerleader captain Sophia Bush asked.
The guys were reluctant to comply at first, but they got up and help. Chad was
the only one still sitting on the bleachers.
"There's no way in hell I'm going to spend my afternoon making posters and
decorations."
"Pretty please," she pouted.
"No way babe."
Sophia was on Chad's lap, straddling him, her arms around his neck. "You will
help me decorate for spirit week." He felt the press of her crotch, covered
only by her cheerleader panties. "Or else," she left the threat hanging.
The rest of the guys laughed and roared in amusement, receiving dirty looks
from the remaining cheerleaders.
"No need to withhold sex, I'll do it." He reluctantly answered. "You play
dirty, girl."
"That's because it's the best way to get what I want."
They both started kissing, causing a combination of cheering, whistles, and
'get a room you two'.
Adrianne chose that moment to approach Jared. He was discussing plays with Tom
and Paul. Adrianne stood in front of him, she grabbed the collar of his
letterman jacket, and pulled him away from the other guys into the corner of
the gym.
"I need you to do something for me." She said, fluttering her eyelashes.
"What?"
"A favor."
"What kind of favor? " His voice low.
She leaned into his body and brush her lip gloss covered lips against his ear,
and whispered her favor.
"There you are Jared," Sophia interrupted. "We should meet with the band
director and look over the songs the band will play."
"Hey, we already got it under control, it's a done deal a month ago."
"Just double checking, that's all. I think we should go over it again one more
time."
Sophia, everything is going to be fine tomorrow night. This pep rally is going
to kickass." Adrianne reassures her.
"I know. I'm just sick and tired of everyone talking about that damn Ackles
guy. I just want spirit week to be the main focus of this school."
"Fuck Ackles, he's a nobody." Jared remarked.
Adrianne pulled Jared close to her. "Let's just focus on bringing cheer and
spirit to this school. Who cares about some gay nerd anyway? It'll blow over."
The jocks and cheerleaders were all making posters and banners for the gym.
Later on the whole gym was all decked out in the school colors.
Sophia turned and waved her hand in the air. "Okay everyone thank you for your
help, see you guys out there tomorrow night!"
The group began to disperse and exit the school in high spirits and school
cheer.
*****
The pep rally was in full swing when Jensen and Misha arrived. There were more
people there than Jensen was expecting, and worst of all, the students here all
heard the rumors and his coming out to Katie. This is the first pep rally he
ever went to. Jensen and his friends usually skip these things, it's not their
scene.
How could he let Misha talk him into going? He avoid these events like the
plaque. They decided to leave Rob in the dark, because he would've found a way
to stop them from entering the lions den.
Typically the juniors, seniors, and teachers are filling up the school's
gymnasium to encourage school spirit and to support the members of the football
team. The loud crowd and gym are decorated in the school's signature colors
royal blue and silver. Everyone except Jensen, even Misha is sporting a royal
blue sweater vest over a white dress shirt and white slacks.
"Let's get the seats in the upper corner Jensen." Misha points to the spot.
They both head up there with no problem. Thank god for spirit and pep, no one
was paying them any attention.
"I stick out like a sore thumb," he tugs at his red thrift store t-shirt. "I
forgot about the dress code for this thing."
"Don't worry about it, obviously no one is paying attention. Thank you for
doing this for me, I know you don't really want to be here." He smiled at
Jensen with gratitude.
He clapped a hand on Misha's shoulder."You're my best friend Mish, I'll do
anything for you."
"I feel bad for lying to Rob though." Misha said with guilt.
"Yeah me too."
The school band is playing an upbeat song while the cheerleaders are doing a
routine to it. The cheerleaders in their matching blue and silver uniforms are
grinning with one pom-pom held high and their skirts flipping up as they kick
up their legs in the air. "We got spirit, yes we do! We got spirit, how about
you? Go silver sharks!!!"
The next part of the pep rally is the motivational speech from Coach Charles
Malik Whitfield. Cheers and whistles accompany his intense incentive speech
about loving the game and winning with your hearts.
Jared emerged with an idiotic grin on his gorgeous smug face. Adrianne grabbed
his 'Silver Sharks' football jersey and shove her tongue in his mouth. After
making her public claim she stepped back to regain her place with the
cheerleaders.
The shiny thick shaggy brown locks is as wild as the guy. He is sporting eye
black paint under his hazel eyes that glowed with confidence and mischief. His
toned arms chest and thighs just made Jensen wonder what his skin felt like.
What the hell is wrong with him, Jensen never felt like this with anyone. The
guy is a jerk, and Jensen hated him, but he still wants Jared. What the fuck.
Blinking, Jensen refocused on the speech Jared was delivering. After his speech
the crowd went nuts for their quarterback, the applause and the standing
ovation is definitely a confirmation. Coach Whitfield gave his valuable player
a proud clap on the shoulder. Jared receives playful shoves and jabs from the
rest of the football players.
The cheerleaders did some more spirited routines. The rest of the event
manifested activities of games, raffles, and a skit based on the pep rally
theme that is performed by the footballers and cheerleaders too. The Dj was
playing music that got everyone up and dancing in the gym.
"We made it unscathed! "
"Misha, hush. You're going to draw attention to us." Jensen hissed.
"My fault, " he smiled.
"I'm guessing a certain football player name Justin Hartley is the reason for
that smile." He grinned his amusement at his friend's obsessive crush.
"Yeah. Didn't he look good in his football uniform?" He asked, with a dazed
look on his face.
Jensen remember how Jared look in his uniform. "Yeah, he did."
Jared stood on the other side of the gym, watching Jensen and Misha silently.
Jensen tips the cup of fruit punch to his full pink lips, causing them to look
red stained from the sweet liquid. He couldn't believe Jensen Ackles came to
the pep rally. He couldn't help the huge ass smile on his face.
Misha checked his watch, his mother is due to pick them up. The boys waited
outside sitting on the bench under the tree.
"Jensen, I really did have fun." He confessed. "For once I actually felt
normal."
He was taken aback by this bold revelation. A part of Jensen felt that way too,
but he was always afraid to do anything about it.
"I get it. It was kind of nice to join in a school event like everyone else."
"It's our senior year, our last chance. I'm just tired of being the geek, the
reject that don't belong." Misha's brow furrowed, his blue eyes glimmered with
longing.
"Me too. I wish things could've been different." His voice tinge with emotion.
"At least we have each other and we're not truly alone in this jungle that we
call high school."
"Yeah, I consider us cool in our own way." Jensen chirped.
"Now we're starting to sound like Rob." He joked, his blue eyes brightened.
"That's because Rob is right, as long as we stick together, we'll get through
this stupid year and graduate and never look back."
Jensen's bladder started to protest from all the punch, he had to take a piss.
"I have to take a piss."
"Go ahead, I'll have my mom wait for you."
"Do you have to go?"
"No."
"Alright, I'll be back in five."
Heading back inside the school building, Jensen went to the other side of the
school far away from the other students.
He opened the door to the boys' bathroom, his mouth drops at the sight before
him. Adrianne's head is thrown back with eyes closed. Jared's hand was shoved
down the crotch of the blondes blue cheer panties. His fingers are wringing out
pleasurable moans out of her cherry lip gloss mouth. Suddenly, Jared's hazel
eyes locked onto his, Jensen stumbles back, catching himself before he fall on
his ass. Bolting out of there, he ran down the hall and made his way out of the
nearest exit.
In his complete haste to leave the scene, Jensen found himself outside where
the track and football field is located. He makes a mad dash under the
bleachers, his lungs felt like they've been lacking oxygen.
Damn, Jared saw him. And there he was trying to avoid the asshole like the
plaque. So much for that tactic. He need to get back to Misha.
A moment later Jared found Jensen and gets all up in his personal space.
"I heard you talking smack about me Ackles. And I know you have been avoiding
me." He cocks his head to one side and looks at him with eyes that burned from
anger. "I'm an egotistical shithead jock. Oh, here's my favorite, I'm a stupid
brain dead dick, huh."
"Do you want to kick my ass for the shit I said?" He exhaled deeply, fear
written plainly across his pretty face.
Jensen's wide emerald eyes looked scared and his chest rose and fell in fear
triggering Jared's dick to harden, and his pulse to pound in his neck. "No. I
have something else in mind."
He looked at Jensen, his fox-tilted hazel eyes sweeping over him from head to
toe. A wave of heat rushed through Jensen's body, and another sensation that
only made Jensen pissed off at his own dick.
"What do you want from me?"
"I want to enjoy shutting you up, put my cock in your ass, and fuck you until
your head spin. You want it, I know you do." His voice was low and husky, and
sure.
Suddenly he grabbed his blonde hair and crushed his lips down on Jensen's. The
sweet tang of fruit juice residue hits Jared's mouth. He shuddered as Jared's
hard silky tongue slipped inside thrusting deep, fucking and teasing his mouth.
His plump lips following Jared's demanding ones. Still kissing, his hands
dropped down to Jensen's incredible ass, rubbing and squeezing him.
Jensen groaned when Jared lifted his mouth from his. Jensen stared up at him,
pupils dilated, he was beyond horny, and his breathing is harsh.
Jared flashed him a triumph smile. "I knew it Ackles. You got it bad, you want
me to fuck you."
What an arrogant asshole! He pushed Jared away from him. "I wouldn't let you
fuck me, even if your dick could save lives. The answer is no Padalecki!"
And with that Jensen stepped back, his eyes shooting daggers at Jared before
turning and running away.
Jared's brain went into overdrive at his words, leaving Jared standing there in
shock as Jensen disappear from his sight. None of what Jensen is saying makes
any sense to him. The fucker was practically panting for it. He know for a
fucking fact that no one ever said no to him. Who the fuck Jensen think he is
turning him down?
Jared needs him.
Jared wants him.
Jared will definitely have him.
***** Chapter Four *****
Chapter Summary
     What Jared Padalecki wants, he gets. All his life no one ever said no
     to him, except Jensen Ackles. Jared is not okay with that. He plans
     to take what he wants because he can and will.
Chapter Notes
     WARNING: MEANT FOR READERS LOOKING FOR SOMETHING A LITTLE DARK AND
     EXPLICIT.
     Sorry for the wait. It's hard to find time to write, and it pains me.
     It's my favorite thing to do. The chapters are coming along slowly,
     but surely it's coming along.
     In this chapter, you will learn a bit more about what is going in
     Jared's head.
     This chapter contains explicit sexual content.
     I do not own any of these sexy guys or Supernatural or CW network.
     This is a explicit story that is made up in my mind. This fic
     contains homophobia and homophobic language that I don't condone in
     real life.
     Please read the warnings first, if it's not your type of fic, please
     push the back key.
     Please enjoy!
 
 
 
It was common knowledge at Silver Heights High that he is on top in the social
order at school; he is popular, athletic, and come from money. Jared Padalecki,
is the son of the most famous and certainly the city's wealthiest business man.
Rex Padalecki taught him to be the alpha male, but to never feel anything.
Jared remembered as a little boy, he used to cry when he hurt or injured
himself. His father hated when he cried, he used to tell Jared that he did not
raise no little girl. 'No son of mine is a fag.' Those words always stuck with
him. He no longer wanted to disappoint his father, he strive to be the man that
his father wanted him to be. The results for his efforts still come up short.
For the boy who has everything except for the love he desperately seeks from
his father.
He went upstairs to his room and locked the door behind him. His blue walls in
his large en suite room is covered with a handful of football posters and
swimsuit models. His bedding on his king size bed was a royal blue with a
football pattern all over it, and a black wood designer nightstand with an
alarm clock and an expensive lamp that his stepmother's interior decorator
picked out.
The big dresser, computer desk, and TV stand are all expensive black wood. A
leather chaise lounge and sofa decorated the sitting area in his room. His
connected bathroom and walk-in closet are both the size of another room
individually.
He walked up to his desk. Jared slide the bottom drawer open, removing the
papers on top that concealed the false bottom. Jared picked up the yearbook
from the hidden compartment and started going through it. Jared found the right
page, and sat down on his king size bed. In the yearbook, Jensen's picture was
circled with a red sharpie from a previous time when Jared was looking through
it. He has fair skin with the dusting of freckles across his nose and cheeks,
wide innocent green eyes and the face of an angel. For the better part of last
year he had thought of him nearly every time he jerked his cock off and when he
was fucking a sexy cheerleader. He despised Jensen Ackles, but that only made
Jared want him more.
He was so surprised to see Jensen at the pep rally, excitement was creeping up
his body. He couldn't help the stupid smile on his face or take his eyes off
Jensen's plump lips. Adrianne was desperately trying to get Jared's attention,
which reluctantly pulled his attention away from Jensen. It only took a couple
of minutes for Jensen to disappear out of his sight; suddenly he felt a tinge
of disappointment for missing his opportunity. He searched around the gym for
the little punk, but he wasn't around.
Imagine to his surprise, the bathroom door opened, he sense someone's presence
and looked up. Jensen looked as shocked as Jared felt, but he couldn't help but
lock eyes with the beautiful boy.
He glanced down at the smiling innocent face in the photograph. Fuck, he's so
damn beautiful! His erection pressed up against his fly. Remembering the look
of fear on Jensen's face, he rubbed his dick thorough his jeans and squeezed.
He set the open yearbook on his nightstand and lie down on his king size bed,
tugging the zipper down over the bulge in his boxer briefs. Jared quickly dove
inside his underwear and took out his heavy cock. Spitting into his palm, he
wrapped his hand around the base of his massive length, and started stroking
his leaking cock.
The way those soft plump lips were so submissive under his, Jared can imagine
the same breathy sounds Jensen will make when Jared put his mouth and hands on
him; in addition to the screams he'll make when he plunge his cock into that
pure innocent ass.
Jared shivered, hips rocking up from the pleasure his strokes are making.
Jared's eyes closed and his own moan escaped while he fucked into his hand. The
other hand cupped and massaged his balls gently. This cause him to groan softly
from the dual sensation, and tightened his grip on his dick.
Jared panted heavily, stroking his cock harder as he envision Jensen's ass
being pounded and filled with his cum. He roughly groaned, throwing his head
back as his big body twitched and convulsed through an intense orgasm; his cock
jerked, and fired ropey jets of cum on his shirt.
 
*****
 
The next day is Friday, and Jensen headed the six blocks to his bus stop. The
school is located in the nice part of the city; since Jensen lives in the inner
city, he'll have a hell of a bus ride. That requires him to get up really early
and catch the bus on time. Jensen and a selected few of the kids in this area
stand at the same bus stop. Thanks to their high IQ and good grades, they can
attend Silver Heights High instead of the rundown inner city high school in
their area.
His mind is still filled with that kiss from Jared yesterday evening. One
minute he was scared for his life because Jared would punch his lights out, the
next minute Jared unexpectedly grabbed him and kissed him, which caused a
ripple of excitement to shoot through his body. Jared rubbed and squeezed his
ass with his large hands, and that made his cock twitched with want. Jensen had
to admit that he never felt so horny in his life.
Like a bucket of icy cold water being poured over Jensen, Jared's triumph smile
and cocky assessment of Jensen wanting to be fucked put his hormones into a
screeching halt. Jared is a threat to his senses when he's nearby, he need to
stay away from him the best he can. Before Jensen can put that plan into
action, he have one more thing he needed to do first, he must get his alegebra
book back from his mortal enemy.
 
 
When Jensen got to homeroom, he expected hell to break loose with the
continuous teasing and taunts that he endured all week from students, but
nothing happened. After everyone was seated, Mrs, Miller began her lecture and
writing on the chalkboard. There was a knock on the classroom door. One of the
school staff was standing in the hallway outside the door, Jensen occasionally
heard parts of the conversation.To Jensen it sounds like a new student has
arrived.
The homeroom teacher was introduced to a blond hair boy. The boy stepped
through the doorway and stood at the front of the class with Mrs. Miller. The
boy looked nervous, his fingers were fidgeting with a piece of paper that's
embeded in the notebook he was holding.
"Class, this is Adam Tal, he is our new student. Let's welcome him, say hello
to Adam."
"Hello Adam," the class chorus in unison.
Mrs. Miller handed Adam an American literature book. "Find yourself a seat. If
you have any questions let me know, okay?"
He nodded shyly, and sat two seats from Jensen. His piercing blue gaze was
riveted on Jensen.
 
 
"Sup," Rob said as he and Jensen met up in line at the cafeteria to grab their
lunch.
"Sup, Rob."
They both sat down at their usual table with an already seated Misha.
"You look happy, too happy. " Misha observed, eyeing his friend like a
detective.
"What's going on with you? Talk to us. Is it a girl?" Jensen took a bite out of
his chicken sandwich.
"All right, it is." Rob blushed and started picking at his sandwich. "She is
the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She has flowy blonde hair, soft brown
eyes and she smells like strawberries."
"I knew it," Jensen laughed. "What's her name? "
"Her name is Alona Tal. She's the new girl in my third period AP calculus
class."
"No way man, there is an Adam Tal in my American lit class. He must be her
brother."
"We got two new students. You know what that means. " Misha said in cryptic
tones.
The popular kids usually sniff out the new students, once they had determined
that the newbies are good enough to join their clique, they move up on the
social hierarchy. If not, they're in for a hell of a school year. It sucks to
be the new kid, because high school kids can be total assholes. That makes
Jensen wonder if Adam would become one of the pod people in the popular social
circle.
"Alona will never be one of those assholes. She's too smart for stupid things
like social circles in this high school."
"Oh my God, our Rob is in love," Misha declared with delight.
Rob let out a nervous laugh. "Cut the crap dude. I'm not in love, it's just a
crush. That's all."
"Yeah whatever, " Misha teased. "This is totally different from your usual
crushes."
A roar of laughter at the footballers table caught their attention. Jensen
watched Jared laugh with his friends. Jared look so different when he's not a
prick. That careless smile looks good on him, he almost seem pleasant.
"The douchebags have to be the loudest table in the cafeteria. " Rob remarked.
"I bet whatever they were laughing at wasn't even that funny."
"Did you talk to her yet?" Misha changed the subject.
"No," he blushed.
Jensen and Misha both smiled at each other in amusement. They rarely seen their
best friend like this. 
 
 
After eating, Jensen and Rob dumped their trays and Misha discarded his brown
paper bag. Afterwards they went their separate ways and Jensen continue on down
the hall, jetting up the stairs to the second floor. Jensen headed toward the
nearest bathroom that's on the same route to his next class. Entering the semi
clean restroom, he went inside one of the blue stalls.
The usual shake, tuck, zip, wash hands and dry is completed. Jensen reached for
his backpack, when suddenly, without warning, he shrieked when his body was
shoved against the bathroom wall, the breathe rushing out of his body, the
shock of the assault leaving him completely helpless.
He felt a big hard toned body pressed against him from behind, and a hard cock
pressed against his denim covered ass. Panicked, he was ready to scream, only
to have a large hand closed roughly around his mouth from his captor. 
"Be fucking quiet, Ackles, or I'll find a way to keep you quiet, do you fucking
understand?" Jensen could only nod his head. It was that prick Jared, his words
seem to turn Jensen on. How fucking strange. 
Jensen felt the entire length of his enemy's body pressed against him, his
masculine scent filling his nostrils. Jared's presence dominated the bathroom,
Jensen can feel his own cock harden against the wall, and his traitorous cock
is leaking precum onto his white briefs. 
"Ackles, if you want your book back, meet me at the boy's locker room after
school." Jared's voice is low against Jensen's ear as he rubbed his denim
covered erection against his ass." This is your only chance to get it back, so
be there."
Jared slowly released his cupped hand, pleased that he made his demand clear to
Jensen. Backing away, he unlocked the bathroom door, then his eyes dropped to
the erection Jensen was trying to hide.
"Why are you doing this?"
He didn't answer. He motioned for Jensen to get the hell out of here. Jensen
left the bathroom like hellhounds was on his heels. 
 
 
After the last bell sounded, Jensen was at his locker putting some books away.
"You want to catch a ride home with me?" Misha was standing next to Jensen,
trying to heft his heavy messenger bag on his shoulder. 
"Naw, I'll catch my bus."
"You should hurry, the school buses are pulling out soon."
"I'm almost done here. I won't miss it." He lied.
"Don't forget my place later tonight, it's our star wars and star trek marathon
weekend." Misha reminded. 
"You know I'll be there." He smiled. 
"See ya later." Misha waves as he walked away. 
After watching his friend leave, Jensen's hands started to shake. The thought
of meeting Jared made Jensen's nerves get the best of him. Taking deep breaths
and straightening his shoulders, he started walking to the boy's locker room. 
 
 
Jensen desperately needed to get his book back; he couldn't afford to pay for a
new one. He didn't want to keep borrowing Misha's book neither; he can't risk
the scrutiny and questions his friends are going to throw at him. There's
nothing else to be done; he can't go to the principle's office and report that
his algebra book has been stolen by the captain/quarterback of the school's
prized football team. 
Jared Padalecki is the king of this jungle; like lions, the football players
and cheerleaders form their own social unit. Everyone else is either prey or
they fall in line and behave. Jensen is defenseless compare to Jared, and it's
like a zebra going against a lion. Lions tend to hunt as a team; that fact
makes the football team more successful terrifying predators. 
Jensen entered the boy's gym locker room with a feeling of apprehension. Jared
told him to be here. Looking around for the jerk, Jensen recalled the buzz
around school about the football player's locker room for game days and
practices. On the other side of the school is the team's locker room. It's more
impressive than the ones shared by the male students; football players have
more equipment storage, more space, bigger lockers, spacious showers, and big
smart TV screens. 
There was the sound of the door opening, and footsteps that had to be Jared's.
He had to fight the urge to bolt the hell out of the room. 
Jared strolls into the room looking gorgeous with his sexy smug smile, and his
loose waves of dark brown shaggy hair that flirts with his big broad shoulders.
The green shirt he wore emphasize both muscles and fox like hazel eyes. He was
tall, well-built, tan, delicious and dangerous. 
"Hello Ackles, I got something you want." Jared held up the algebra book.
"Why are you playing these fucking games?" He felt anger surging through his
veins. 
Jared cocked his head and Jensen can see his gaze grow darker. "I knew you
would show up anyway Ackles. I like to play with your head, because you're so
fucking easy."
"Fuck you." Jensen yelled, his face distorted up in beautiful anger. 
"Watch how you fucking talk to me." Jared looked at Jensen with a strange look
in his eyes. "Oh, don't worry, I will fuck you soon."
Jared warned him, but Jensen couldn't help it. Feeling rebellious, he couldn't
stop the next thing that came out of his mouth. 
"Sorry, my taste are among guys like James Franco, not a muscled head beefcake
jock guy." Jensen said with his own smug little smile on his face. 
"I'm not on your fucking radar huh, but you like what I do to you." The corner
of his lips lifted into a half-smile. "I saw the way you were craving for it
after I kissed you, how hard you got. You wanted me to fuck you."
That sure as hell wipe that smug little smile off Jensen's face. 
"I came here with the intention that I get my book back." He said, trying to
keep his voice firm but also calm. 
He held the book out. "Okay come get it Ackles." Before Jensen made a move to
retrieve it, Jared held the book away from him. "What's it worth to you
Ackles?"
"Give it back." He pleaded. 
"Say pretty please." Jared grinned. 
Jensen exhale, feeling demeaned. "Pretty please."
"I'll give it back. It's going to cost you."
"I don't have any money."
"I don't want any money Ackles." His darkened eyes were locked on Jensen's
mouth. "A blowjob."
Jensen's eyes widened. "Excuse me?"He choked out in a husky whisper.
"Give me a blowjob. You want your book back, right? You need to put those cock
sucking lips to good use."
He glanced at the door, then back at the algebra book Jared possessed. He felt
so helpless. He had to stay to complete this mission, and put it behind him. 
Jared went to the bench and placed the book on it. "Come here," he crooked his
index finger at Jensen. 
Jensen's heart beat wildly as his every step drew him closer to the guy that
reminds him of a vicious lion. Jensen stood directly in front of him, he tilt
his head back to see the taller boy's face. This close Jared towered over him,
the intimidating 6'4" footballer's tan and solid build dwarfed Jensen's 5'9"
porcelain petite boyish build. 
"Pull my jeans down."
The large bulge at the crotch of his dark wash jeans made Jensen uneasy and
aroused. Jensen tried to calm his breathing and force his hands not to shake as
he undid Jared's jeans. After Jensen pushed Jared's jeans down to his ankles,
his heavy hard cock sprang up and slapped Jared's shirt covered stomach. It was
huge with ropey veins and thick. Jensen's wide eyes gazed in transfix.
Jared sat on the bench as his eyes took in the pretty porcelain prey that's
been taking up his every thought. Jared has his muscular thighs spread apart
and Jensen hesitated for a moment before he was kneeling between them. He
placed his pale hands on Jared's rock hard tan thighs. 
He grinned, and used the purple broad head of his cock to rub around Jensen's
plump cupid's-bow lips. His lips are a wet sticky mess from the oozing precum
seeping out of Jared's piss-slit.
"I'm going feed my cock into that hot pretty mouth of yours, open up your
mouth."
He can feel hot rage streaming through him, and he is fuming from the
humiliation and lust coursing through him. Jensen obeyed, with defiance in his
emerald eyes. 
Jared eased just the thick crown inside, stretching Jensen's lips wide around
the thick shiny head. Jared's unique masculine taste was intoxicating to
Jensen. 
"Oh shit!" He moaned. "Suck it." Jensen's cold green eyes stared into Jared's
as his cheeks hollowed and began to suck.
"That's so good Ackles." He hissed, his hands clenched in Jensen's soft hair.
"Take more of it."
He took more in swirling his tongue, and moaning as he did so. The vibrations
triggered a shudder through Jared's body down to his toes and a groan escaped
his open mouth. 
Jared's breath grew harsher as Jensen's plump lips are sliding up and down on
his thick, hard shaft. 
"Fuck, you're a good little cock sucker," he growl, I always knew you would be,
with those pretty, pink cock sucking lips."
Jensen moaned as he sucked even more hungrily on Jared's massive cock, and
lightly squeezing his heavy full balls. 
"Fuck!" Jared breathed. He looked so helpless with his jeans around his ankles
as Jensen sucked his throbbing cock greedily. Jensen is the reason why Jared is
losing his shit. This gives him a renew sense of power. The way his chest is
heaving, his breathing labored, and his big body convulsing with pleasure is
all because of Jensen's mouth. Jensen is making this arrogant prick his bitch. 
His plump lips was making soft, wet sucking sounds as his wide mouth continued
to slide up and down the tan column of Jared's cock. Jared arched his back,
shuddering as his eyes went unfocused. Jensen felt a rush of fire that began to
rage uncontrollably. It was like nothing else he had ever felt. 
Every time his hot mouth slammed down on Jared, his legs twitched, edging him
closer to climax. 
"Oh fuck, I'm coming!" Jared's body jerked uncontrollably, and he gasped
sharply. His full balls contract releasing heavy sweet salty cum down Jensen's
throat. 
"That's it, swallow all of it," he breaths. Jensen is chugging down his tasty
semen as fast as Jared could unload it into his wide stretched mouth, and
swallowed every drop of him. Jared's glistening cock slipping out of his
mouth. 
"I always get what I want." He smacks his still hard cock on Jensen's face,
leaving a light trail of spit and cum on his cheek. "If I didn't have a game to
get ready for, I would fuck that virgin ass right now."
Jensen stood and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and retrieve the
algebra book. "The answer is still no!"
"What did you say Ackles?" He yanked his pants up with a look of irritation on
his face. 
"You will never have me. That blowjob was an exchange for my book. It's just a
business transaction, now we're...um, we're done here." His voice wavered,
sounding as weak as he felt. 
Jared smiled, like a predator scenting his prey. "Oh, I will have you, Ackles.
One way or another. I always get my way."
Jensen didn't like that smile, it put his body on high alert. 
Jared walked over to him, his hazel eyes burning into Jensen. Jensen shook his
head no, and Jared's lips crashed into Jensen's swollen ones, punishing,
scorching, dangerous. He can taste himself on Jensen's tongue as his own tongue
plunge into the hot velvety wetness of Jensen's mouth. 
Jared kissed him even deeper, and Jensen quivered. He pressed his prey against
the lockers, holding him captive. 
One large hand buried in Jensen's hair and the other sliding down his abdomen
before moving further down. He moaned as Jared cupped him and massage those
long fingers over him. Jensen arched into him, involuntarily thrusting his
aroused cock against the large hand. 
Jared shoved Jensen's jeans and briefs down to his ankles, and closed his fist
around the base of Jensen's cock. Jensen's rigid cock was hard and hot, the
skin soft. "Fuck Ackles, you have such a pretty cock. I bet the rest of you is
just as pretty too." Jared said. 
"Please don't, " Jensen groaned. Jared ignored him and begin stroking him
making a low whimper escape from Jensen's throat. 
Jared was yanking his hair, tipping Jensen's head back and closed his mouth on
the pale expanse of his throat. Jensen stood with Jared's mouth sucking at the
side of his throat as his toes are curling in his sneakers and his back arched;
he looked flushed as he clutched his book tighter to his chest and his
breathing irregular. 
His fist was speeding up causing Jensen to close his eyes tight and precum to
seep out continuously. He involuntarily thrust into Jared's large hand, getting
lost in the overpowering pleasure that's taking over him. 
Jared unlatched his aggressive mouth off his neck, and licked the blemish mark
he made. He fixed his eyes on Jensen, silently watching intense pleasure
contort across his beautiful features. 
"Fuck," he groaned. His pleasure heightened, multiplied, intensified with each
powerful stroke of Jared's fist, pushing him near the edge. 
He cried out at the force of his orgasm; a powerful spasm rippled through his
entire rigid body. Milky cum spraying out of the tip; Jared's hand clenched
around Jensen's spurting cock. Hot cum coating Jared's hand and Jensen's t-
shirt covered abdomen. His face was frozen in a look of absolute bliss. 
"Open your eyes, you lying little fuck." He did as he was told and Jared
carried on. "Fuck, look at you. You went crazy at the palm of my hand and
enjoyed every second of it." He pulled away from him. putting a small distance
between them. 
"Oh my God, I couldn't have done this." He panted. "No, I don't want to believe
it. This is all wrong." In a flash he pulled up his jeans and used his book to
conceal the cum stains on his shirt.
"Like I said, I will have you, today definitely proved that."
A fiery blaze of shame rushed through his body as he realized that once again,
he turned into a slut for Jared. Jensen vow to himself that he's not letting
Jared have his virginity. Blushing he fled the locker room as the sound of
Jared's laughter is ringing in his ears.  
***** Chapter Five *****
Chapter Summary
     What Jared Padalecki wants, he gets. All his life no one ever said no
     to him, except Jensen Ackles. Jared is not okay with that. He plans
     to take what he wants because he can and will.
Chapter Notes
     It's been a while, now here is the fifth chapter! Chapter six is on
     it's way, I'll post that as soon as I can.
     This chapter contains explicit language and some sexual content.
     I do not own any of these sexy guys or Supernatural or CW network.
     This is a explicit story that is made up in my mind. This fic
     contains homophobia and homophobic language that I don't condone in
     real life. Please read the warnings first, if it's too inappropriate
     for you, please push the back key.
 
 
 
Later on in the evening the boys were in Misha's roomy sci fi themed bedroom.
His room is designed as a megafan could only dream of sleeping in. The bedroom
walls were halved-the top dark blue and the bottom a dark gray that almost look
black. A white wooden border separating the two parts. He had theater lobby-
sized iconic sci fi characters in cut outs and his walls is covered with
autographed posters from previous sci fi conventions. The furniture in his room
is all decked out with all of Misha's favorite movies, books, and TV shows.
Three pairs of eyes were riveted on the television screen as the marathon is
playing. Misha is sitting on his bed hugging a star wars pillow that matched
his identical bed sheets. Rob is sprawled over on the lord of the rings bean
bag chair with a bowl of popcorn. Jensen is lying on the floor on his stomach
with a hard on pressing against Misha's star wars episode VII rug.
Jared is invading his every thought, he can't even concentrate on the show.
After the locker room incident, Jensen went home. Fortunately, Jensen's mom
wasn't home when he got there, he couldn't face her, she may sense something is
wrong with him. He placed the mail on the coffee table, and threw his backpack
on the floor next to his bed. Jensen headed toward the bathroom to take a
shower, wanting to wash away Jared's potent scent and the filthy humiliating
feeling that Jared left him with. 
The water was spraying down on him as tremors of arousal coursed through his
body. He couldn't believe he actually had a real cock in his mouth; he usually
practice blowjobs on bananas, carrots, and cucumbers. None of those things
prepared him for Jared, the guy was fucking huge. When he took more of Jared he
nearly gagged, and his mouth was stretched to the limit. Jensen was only able
to take half of him in his mouth. When Jensen's soapy hand touched his cock, he
let out a little moan, eagerly stroking his throbbing, hard cock up and down,
causing more impossibly pleasurable shocks. Thoughts of Jared and his own hand
quickly brought Jensen to a heated and steamy climax.
After his steamy masturbating shower session, he felt even filthier now than
when he got in the shower. Jensen inspected the purpling hickey that Jared
marked him with at the partially steamed mirror, he can feel himself getting
hard again. The fact Jensen lust for Jared pissed him off beyond anything.
"My mom and dad are having my birthday at my favorite restaurant." Rob's voice
broke through Jensen's thoughts.
"I think  I saw something on amazon that you're going to love."
"Your birthday is in two weeks," Jensen said. "I'm still debating on between
two gifts.
"You two know me well, I'm sure you guys will get me kickass gifts." He pops a
popcorn in his mouth. "Speaking of gifts, I'm getting a car for my birthday!"
"Holy shit, that's awesome!" Misha smiled and rolled out of bed.
"No more sharing your parents' car with your brother." Jensen said.
"Or my parents, driving us around." Misha added.
"I overheard my parents talking about getting me a Nissan Sentra or a Subaru
Impreza." Rob was grinning with his arms folded behind his head. "Now we can
drive around the city just the three of us." 
"This is freaking cool, I'm excited you guys!" Misha raised his eyebrows and
nudged both friends.
"The show is back on!" Rob announced.
Misha flopped back on the bed with his eyes glued to the television. A few
minutes later there was a knock, it was Misha's mother. She let the boys know
that the pizza has arrived. After his mom shut the door behind her, Rob and
Misha ran downstairs. Staying behind, Jensen's hand automatically moved down to
his throbbing erection, and he pressed his palm down trying to will it away
before he joined his friends for pizza.
*****
The football players were getting ready for the game against the Blue Cobras.
The Silver Sharks impressive football locker room features integrated royal
blue seating and pocket doors that disappear into the locker itself. When the
large individual lockers are closed the black, white, and silver picture of
football jerseys with numbers on them indicates the locker number. 
"Justin, I saw that Misha guy staring at you today." Michael stated, as he
secure his shoulder pads. "The little prick was practically drooling."
"Yo, I saw him stare at you too, on different occasions." Ian added. 
"Aww, Justin has a little stalker." Chad teased. 
"Fuck you." Justin stuck up his middle finger at a snickering Chad.
"I bet he wanted you to fuck him." Matt grinned, forming his hands to simulate
intercourse. 
Aldis scowled. "I don't want to think about a guy taking it up the ass. That
shit is fucked up."
"No way dude," Eric joined in. "That's so fucking disgusting. I don't like any
of that nasty shit anywhere close to my football team."
"Asses is for shitting only." Paul put his two cents in.
"There is an exit sign on my ass." Christian declared, closing his locker.
"Shit zone only."
Tom leaned back against his locker with his toned arms crossed over his chest.
"You dumb fucks, you're not officially a fag if you stick your dick in an ass.
Females take it up the ass from guys all the time. An ass is an ass."
"Yeah, if you prefer shit on your dick." Michael pointed out.
"My dick prefer tight wet pussy." Justin proclaimed, pulling his jersey over a
fit toned chest.
"If that little Misha fuck make one move, do you want me to kick his ass?"
Michael suggested.
"Count me in bro. I wouldn't mind kicking some little queer's ass." Christian
volunteered. 
"The only thing he is taking up his fairy ass is my fucking cleats." Michael
threatened. 
Jared was still getting suited up, not saying anything while his team mates are
being homophobic assholes that are having one of their traditional homophobic
locker room talks. That doesn't make Jared a saint; he's one of the biggest
homophobic douches in the bunch, sometimes he initiates these conversations
first, he figured it'll help repress his homosexual thoughts and make these
weird feelings he had towards the same sex nonexistent. Most of the time he can
control it; but when he think about Jensen or see him, his urges get out of
hand. It gets worse once he's around Jensen. Jensen is the only one that can
trigger these wrong feelings that his father believe are unethical. 
The coach and the assistant coach entered the locker room. 
"Okay gentlemen, I'm going to say this, and I'm going to say this once." Coach
Whitfield said. "Let's go out there and show them who run this, lets kick some
ass! "
Cheers and shouts filled the huge locker room as the team and coaches round up
in a huddle with their hands plied up on top of each other.
"Let's go sharks!" They all roared simultaneously, as their hands withdrew. 
They all exit the locker room ready and determined to win. 
*****
As Hilarie Burton's red Mercedes-Benz AMS SL pulled up in the circular driveway
of the Palicki's large house there were cars already parked along the large
driveway. Sophia sat in the passenger seat while she texted her boyfriend. 
"He's probably already here Fi," her best friend consoled. 
"You know how I am Hill, I like to keep my man on a short leash. I don't trust
these groupie sluts."
"Let's go and find him and make sure none of these groupie sluts are not doing
something stupid."
"Chad better not do anything stupid either."
"Come on give the guy a little credit."
Unfastening their seatbelts, the two besties grabbed their handbags and exit
the car. They walked up the front door; Sophia is wearing a Prada dress with
laced up suede boots, and Hilarie is sporting an off the shoulder Dior Cashmere
sweater with Versace knee-high boots over skinny jeans. Sophia sighed a deep
sigh and quickly smooth down her brown hair before she opened the door. 
Loud music emerge out of the door, they walked through the threshold and into
the living room. The party was in full swing as students, classmates, friends,
and several that were not are present. Teens were dancing, talking, chugging
beer, and making out to the music. 
Rowdy cheering and shouting is heard over the music; suddenly Christian and
Michael lifted Jared onto their shoulders, causing some of Jared's beer to
slosh over the of his red cup onto the floor. They were whooping with a pumped
fist and drawing a crowd. Jared, Christian, Tom, Ian, Matt, Eric, and Michael
were celebrating their fresh win from tonight's game.
A little while later the crowd dispersed back to the party. 
"We beat the Cobras asses," Michael gloated.
"Thanks to my main man Jared, with that fucking golden arm, thank you for
calling that play too. And Justin's fast speed." Christian praised, holding up
his plastic red cup in salute.
Jared salute him back with his half empty cup. "We all did it guys."
Ian swayed a little as he takes a sip of beer. "We're the best, no one fucks
with us."
"I'm feeling really good about our victorious win." Eric has an arm over some
raven-haired girl and pulls her into a kiss.
"Get a fucking room Johnson," Tom ragged.
"Thanks Welling, I'm going to do that."
"Justin is already somewhere banging that cheerleader Lauren Cohen." Matt
grinned. 
"Shit, I need to find me a sweet piece to fuck tonight too." Ian slurred,
taking his last sip from his cup.
Some football groupies came up to the guys and started flirting. Eric and his
girl decided to find a room of their own.
 
"Look," Hilarie shouted in Sophia's ear as she pointed at the small group of
hyped up football players and willing groupie girls. 
"Look at those bitches flock, what a bunch of vultures." Sophia rolled her
eyes. "He's not over there, thank god."
The two girls started checking some rooms in the spacious house, some were
locked some weren't. They came up empty on their search for Chad.
Trailing behind her friend Sophia checked her phone again. "Why isn't he
texting me back?"
"Chad might be over at the dining room, come on." Hilarie motioned towards the
dining room, and both girls slithered their way through the packed crowd to get
to the alcohol. 
The dining room was huge, beautiful, and modern. The girls saw the wet bar in
the corner. So many drinks littered the marble surface, they vary from
beverages such as beer, wine, champagne, wine coolers, hard liquor, soda and a
keg next to the bar. Another section of the big bar is for cups and buckets of
ice.
"Hey what's up?" Aldis nod his head. He took a swig from the beer he just
fixed.
Both girls greeted Aldris back and starts to fix themselves a drink.
"Hey, Aldis, have you seen my boyfriend?"
"The last time I saw him, he was in the living room with us and then he went
ghost, he's around here somewhere."
There was a pretty raven-haired girl who was smiling at Aldis, he grabbed his
cup and walked up to the girl. A couple of minutes later the girls watch them
leave the dining room. Hilarie suggested that they go out to the deck to get
away from the loud noise and call Chad.
They sauntered out to the deck. The signature party red Solo cups scattered
around the beautiful deck, a couple in the corner are sucking face and openly
fondling each other, and party goers trickled in and out of the house, enjoying
the cool brisk October night. 
Sophia called Chad this time, it kept ringing until Chad's voicemail came
through. Sophia rolled her eyes and hung up before the beep. She started pacing
impatiently trying to calm her nerves; however she could not get past the
feeling of trepidation as the rhythmic click of her heels echo out into the
cool night. 
Peering out from the deck; Sophia spied Chad leaning against a tree with some
blonde chick, Miss Thang have her arms around him. She saw red. Hilarie watched
an angry Sophia march over to Chad and the blonde with her dress flapping in
the cool breeze. Grabbing the other girl's hair she pulled her away from Chad
and pushed her to the ground. 
"Get the fuck off of him you twat!"
"Sophia it's not what it looks like," Chad tried to explain, but Sophia wasn't
having it.
"Are you trying to pull a fast one on me?" She slapped him, and threw her drink
followed by the cup in his face. "You think you can get your rocks off and I
won't find out?"
She turned around and gave the girl a look as though she'd like nothing better
than to punch her fucking face in. By this time a crowd was already assembling;
before Sophia could finish what she started Chad grabbed her from behind. She
shrieked and kicked her feet in anger as her boyfriend dragged her away. The
other girl left in a hurry from fear and embarrassment. 
 
Meanwhile Adrianne is on a hot pursuit to fuck the most popular guy in school.
The gorgeous captain/quarterback with dimples, a hot body and a giant cock to
boot. She was rocking Jimmy choo heels, a short skirt, and a Michael Kors long-
sleeved short cardigan with a wicked smile. 
She makes her move and stands in front of her fantasy come true. Her signature
lip gloss lips were planting a wet kiss on Jared's. Leaving only an inch
between them she whispered, "Let's go to my room."
Adrianne took his large hand and led Jared into her bedroom; it was the usual
girly pink and stuffed animals that doesn't even reflect the bad girl standing
in front of Jared as she unbottons her sweater. 
 "I know you've been thinking about these." she lets her sweater fall at her
feet, follow by her red lace bra. She placed Jared's large hands over her perky
breast, she began guiding his hands in slow circles over her dusky pink nipples
which made them hardened.
They both started kissing and tumbling onto the four post bed. Jared eased back
on the pillow while she crawled between his legs, before she unzipped and
released his large flaccid cock. She licked the tip before slipping him into
her mouth bobbing her head up and down and jerking him.
"Why aren't you getting hard?" Adrianne looked frustrated. 
"It's the alcohol," he lied. "I'm fucking wasted."
"Just lay down and let me do the work," her eyes had a pleading look on them,
with a desperate grip on his dick to match. "I really want this, I want you to
fuck me with this big cock of yours."
She moved her mouth up and down on his cock. He moaned softly as he felt the
first sign of arousal run through him. She responded by hungrily sucking and
swallowing him with enthusiasm. Adrianne's extra loud moaning destroyed his
decoy thoughts of Jensen sucking his cock instead of her.
He pulled her off his cock. "We can do this, but just not tonight."
As they both sat up on the bed his semi-hard cock wilted. 
"Why the fuck not?!" Her face twisted in irritation, as she crossed her arms
across her chest. "I heard the stories about you being a legend in the bed and
how your big cock  satisfied these other bitches. Why I'm not getting any, I'm
better looking than half of those bitches."
Getting pissed off and turned the fuck off, Jared got up from the bed and
tucked himself and zipped up his jeans.
"I said not tonight damn it!"
Jared is supposed to be straight, not gay. Jared needed Jensen, he needed to
fuck the gay out of his system. The sooner he fucks Jensen, the sooner all the
gay feelings will disappear. Jared exit the bedroom, leaving a frustrated
gapping mouth Adrianne on the bed.
*****
Coming back from Misha's house Jensen changed into a white turtleneck  shirt
and his gray threadbare sweat pants. The apartment was very quiet. His mom is
sleeping it off, as evidenced by the sink full of empty beer bottles. The
Sunday afternoon sun is diminishing by the hour as Jensen cleaned the apartment
and took out the trash. The couple bags of food that they received from the
church earlier this week is gone except for one can of baked beans. They will
have to go without food until Friday his mother's payday. Jensen hate asking
people for anything; despite that pride, he asked the neighbor next door if she
have any slices of bread to spare. He managed to get four slices from the kind
lady and started dinner.
Jensen's mother emerge from her room, she was wearing pink sweat pants and a
long-sleeved fitted gray shirt and her blonde hair was up in a messy ponytail.
Every time he see her like this Jensen is reminded that his mother misses his
father. His father's memory after all these years is still fresh on her mind
occasionally.  Jensen remember spending the whole night curling into a ball and
crying himself to sleep when his father died. He already knew what it felt like
to lose a parent; he can't truly imagine losing the love of his life. If it is
meant for everyone to have one true love of their life; Jensen definitely have
empathy for his mother, her one and only is gone forever. 
Her bloodshot blue eyes smile up at her son as she came over to hug him. "How
was the slumber party at Misha's?"
Jensen looked sheepish as he pulled away. "Mom, teenage boys don't call it
that."
"How was your sleepover at Misha's?" She smiled. "How was that?"
He gives her the thumbs up. "Awesome mom." He smiled back. "I had fun."
"How's school?"
"Is this an interrogation?"
"No sweetie, I just want to catch up with my son. I haven't really talk to him
all week."
If she only knew how his week went, it was a total chaos. He came out to the
entire school. He went down on his mortal enemy and said mortal enemy jerked
him off and gave him the best orgasm he ever had. Gee, where do he start?
"You should eat mom, I cooked dinner."
"We'll eat and talk, how about that?"
"Deal."
They both took a seat at the table, eating a bowl of baked beans and bread.
Jensen told her how he was doing in school and left out some major details
involving a certain team captain with a big cock. 
"What is it honey?" She sees the frown on her son's face. 
"I have something to tell you, but I'm afraid of how you would feel about me
after I tell you." His eyes start to well up, and he could feel the growing
fear, hitting him out of nowhere. 
His mother reached over the table and clasp both of his hands in hers.
"You can tell me anything and talk to me about anything. Don't you ever be
afraid, you're my baby, a mother's love is unconditional and I'll love you no
matter what."
Jensen takes a deep breath as he try to compose himself. 
"Mom, I'm gay." His tears began to flow.
His mother smiled and squeezed his hands in reassurance. "It's about time!"
Jensen was shocked. "How did you know?"
"You were never interested in girls like a teen boy your age would. There is
the fact that cute girl Tanya from the second floor has a big crush on you and
you were completely oblivious about it."
"No way, really?"
"She practically shoved her ta-tas in the air for you to notice them."
They both laughed and Jensen wiped the tears off his face with the back of his
hand. 
"I love you Jensen."
"I love you too mom."
*****
 Padding into the lavish dining room barefooted, Jared's head throbbed like
someone took a hammer to his brain, and he didn't want deal with his father's
shit right now. He was only wearing black pajama bottoms and matching wife
beater top. Jared took a seat at the table as he grabbed a glass of orange
juice and took a sip. His untamed shaggy hair is even more messy than usual and
he felt like shit; this hangover is killing him,he wish he didn't go drinking
with the guys again. This hangover rivaled the one he had the morning after the
party at Adrianne's.
The two pairs of eyes from his father and stepmother are now on Jared and he
wanted to disappear from their scrutiny. 
"Son, we need to talk," Rex said, his voice stern as he put down his newspaper
on the table. 
"Yeah dad?" He said in exasperation. 
"You're failing biology. You promised me that you will keep decent grades. What
the hell is going on with you Jared?"
The blue eyed bitch shakes her head in disappointment. It's all show for his
father. 
"I have a lot going on, I have football...
"Football, " he interrupted, his facial features turn up in agitation.
"Football would be a great aspiration, but what happens in the long run son."
"Dad you know I want to play football in college. Especially after college."
"Not professionally you're not. You're studying for business at Yale, and
you're taking over the family business when I step down. That's the plan."
"Your plan," he murmured. 
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
"Eat your breakfast then get ready for school."
A plan formulates in his head, which leaves a evil smirk on his face. "Dad, I
know a way to get my grades up in biology."
***** Chapter six *****
Chapter Summary
     What Jared Padalecki wants, he gets. All his life no one ever said no
     to him, except Jensen Ackles. Jared is not okay with that. He plans
     to take what he wants because he can and will.
Chapter Notes
     WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS ROUGH EXPLICIT SEXUAL SITUATION. I
     LABEL A NON-CON ON THIS CHAPTER. THE LAST PORTION OF THE CHAPTER IS
     WHERE THE SCENE HAPPENS, YOU CAN SKIP IT. READ THE TAGS BEFORE, YOU
     DECIDE TO READ.
     JARED WILL HANDLE POOR JENSEN ROUGHLY AND SOMETIMES CRUELLY IN THE
     SEX SCENE.
     DO NOT READ IF THIS IS DISTURBING, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.
      
     I do not own any of these sexy guys or Supernatural or CW network.
     This is a explicit story that is made up in my mind. This fic
     contains homophobia and homophobic language that I don't condone in
     real life. Please read the warnings first, if it's too disturbing for
     you, please push the back key.
 
 
During algebra II, Jensen glanced down at the notes he scrawl, and wrote down
the assignment for tonight. He looked at the clock, it's only five more minutes
left before class is over. Today went okay so far, besides the staring contest
between him and Jared in the cafeteria. Jensen made sure he was not to be left
alone and avoid empty bathrooms. Afterschool he have to see Miss. Gilmore. When
the last bell finally sounded, Jensen hurried out of the class room and into
the hall.
"Hey, Jensen!" Adam Tal called out from behind Jensen. 
"Hey, Adam," he said, surprised the new guy even notice him and slowed down as
Adam walked over. 
"I'm surprised you even remember my name." Adam smiled sheepishly. "I wanted to
talk to you about something."
"I need to get to my locker, you want to tag along?"
 "Sure." He blushed. 
Both boys head towards Jensen's locker maneuvering around other students who
are heading  to their own lockers or exiting the building. 
"What's up?" He opened his locker and grabbed two books. 
"You seem like a very nice guy, I was wondering if we could hang out." Adam was
fidgeting with his notebook nervously.
"Yeah, why not. We can be friends," Jensen closed his locker. "Did you make any
friends yet?"
"There are a lot of artificial and devious people in this school, I don't want
to hang out with people like that."
"Then you will fit right in with us perfectly. I got to let you meet my
friends. I know Misha and Rob will love you."
"That sounds awesome." He nervously cleared his throat. "Can we exchange
numbers?"
"Sure," he shrugged. 
They exchanged numbers then they parted ways. 
*****
When Jensen entered the empty classroom, Miss. Gilmore was typing something on
her laptop. Her brown hair was in it's usual bun, her youngish face is screwed
in concentration and her blue eyes were engaged on the screen. Jensen opened
his mouth to speak, his grip on his books tightened, but she glanced up before
he said a word.
"Hey Jensen, close the door behind you please."
Jensen pushed the door shut and faced the biology teacher he had last year. 
"Have a seat," she point one perfect manicured nail finger at a chair in front
of the polished mahogany desk.
Jensen took the offered seat and placed his book bag alongside the chair. He
wonder what Miss. Gilmore wanted to tell him, his guidance counselor told him
it was important. 
"You're a very intelligent individual Jensen, you aced a senior class ahead of
your grade. You could be on your second or third year of college now instead of
high school. You do plan on going to college?"
Jensen didn't want to go to college without his friends, he rather deal with
high school hell with his friends than be alone in college; the unknown. "Yes I
want to go to college."
"Speaking of college, your guidance counselor and I came up with a proposal for
you. It's an opportunity of a lifetime Jensen, this will look good on your
college application. A student of mine is failing my class and his father
perfer if you can tutor his son at the house or yours after school on Mondays
and Tuesdays. That's the options if you agree to take up the tutoring job." Her
red lipstick lips smiled. "What do you think?"
Jensen was hesitant at first, but he knew he can't turn this opportunity down.
College is his only shot at a better life for him and his mother. He would
rather tutor at the student's house, because he was too embarrassed to have his
friends or anyone from school know where he lived. 
"I think I'll be crazy to turn this down. I'll tutor at the student's house."
"That's excellent, Mr. Padalecki will be very appreciative."
He blinked, feeling the blood drain from his face. 
Concern showed on her face. "Jensen are you okay?"
He nod his head yes. I-I'm tutoring J-Jared P-Padalecki?" He stuttered. 
"Yes, is that a problem?"
Jensen's heart jumped into his throat as his hands tightened on the books in
his lap. "No problem."
"I will give Mr. Padalecki a call and tomorrow your guidance counselor will
give you all the details on how everything is arranged for you." They both
stood up, she smiled and shook his hand. "I'm honored and very proud to have
had you as one of my students. I know you will do well tomorrow."
*****
Tuesday afternoon, a black town car with leather seats was waiting at the curve
in front of the school and a man opened the door for him. When the man sat in
the driver's seat, the car turned on with a purr and pulled out into the
street. Jensen looked out the car window, touching it with his fingers, drawing
words and lines and shapes on the fogging tinted glass. The blast of hot air
from the heater penetrated his wet skin and clothes that were slightly damp
from the rain. He leaned his head back against the leather headrest behind him
and closed his eyes. 
It was a long ride as the vehicle made twist and turns on the road, passing by
pavements and buildings. 
Opening his eyes, he was staring through the window. They were no longer near
the busy part of the city, for miles there was only farmlands, grassy fields,
and big homes. He blinked up at the ominous dark clouds that are gathering from
above, watching the steady rain pour from them and pelting the windows. 
The quiet driver took a final turn into a private road, there was a gate with
a private road no trespassing sign nearby. The car came to a stop and the
driver unlocked the gate. Afterwards the shiny black car continued down the
lone road. 
The drive up the private high winding road to get to the Padalecki's, leaves
 Jensen's stomach full of butterflies. The car came to a stop outside the
property, this time the driver buzzed in at a callbox and the ornate wrought-
iron gates with the family's initial slowly opens. The car drove up the
circular driveway with a fountain in the center and stop in front of the
enormous three story estate. 
The driver came around to Jensen's side and opened the door. A cold wind swept
into the Lincoln, diminishing any warmth that lingered inside the car. Jensen
got out of the car with his backpack slung over his shoulder.
The driver looked to be in his sixties. He had a shock of gray hair, and brown
eyes. The older man never uttered one word. He carried an umbrella that
protected them both. 
They walked into the house, Jensen took in the view and let out a breath he
hadn't realized he was holding. The house is massive and beautiful, he felt out
of place here, it was like walking in some kind of bizarre dream world, this is
the opposite of where he lived. Two large gold and white staircases end into
the center of the grand marbled foyer. From what Jensen seen so far it looks
like the house theme color is gold and white. The intricate work is etched into
the floor tiles and walls. 
Another man walked up to them, as he reached them the driver made his departure
out of the house. This man have his salt and pepper hair slicked back, and he
had kind blue eyes and a kind smile to match. 
"I'm Luke, welcome to the Padalecki Estate, I hope you enjoy your stay. I must
say Master Jared never had a friend sleep over before."
A sense of alarm roiled through Jensen. "Thank you sir, but I don't plan on
staying over."
"Oh my mistake sir." The kind man said apologetically. "I'll lead the way."
Following Luke's lead they pass the staircase. Underneath the staircase where
the white columns with gold borders support an alcove where the black imported
furniture and a beautiful grand piano sat. Luke showed him a wall where there
is a panel with buttons on it.
"When you need Martin to drive you home, just push the button on the bottom
left. He'll be there."
When they reached the top of the stairs, Luke led Jensen to the eastern section
of the house where the east wing is located. They had to make some turns and
enter several hallways to get there. 
"This whole area is master Jared's living quarters in the house, Im sure he'll
give you a tour."
"Wow, a big family can live in this whole section alone." He rotated around in
a circle, looking at his surroundings, he could get lost inside the huge
rambling mansion. Different doors, stairs, and hallways leading to God knows
where. 
"This door in front of us is Master Jared's room, he's expecting you." Luke
knocks on the door, he inform Jared that his guest has arrived. When Jared's
voice indicated his guest may enter, in a blink of an eye Luke leaves Jensen
staring at the beast's door.
 Jensen's heart races as he turned the doorknob. As Jensen entered Jared's
bedroom, his legs didn't feel like his own. He tried to concentrate all of his
attention on simply not stumbling over like a fool. It was like walking into
the lion's den for sure. His small apartment could fit inside Jared's bedroom
with room to spare. Jared's room is luxurious and big.
"Should I call you Mr. Tutor, or Mr. Ackles," Jared smirked as he walked
towards the smaller boy.
Jensen wanted to step back, to keep more distance between him and the
intimidating footballer, but he didn't want to show any fear.
Jensen rolled his eyes. "Let's just get this over with," he said with bravado
that he didn't really feel. He needed to keep it up if he want to make it
through this. "No games please or I'm gone."
Jared nodded with a mischievous glint in his eye.
They took a seat on the two black blue desk chairs, pulling out books and
papers on the enormous desktop table. During the tutoring session, Jared kept
making inappropriate comments or suggestions and jokes. The last straw was when
Jared reached for the hem of Jensen's turtleneck shirt and glides his hand
underneath. The large hand traveled up his warm stomach, working its way up his
pink nipple giving it a sharp tug which went straight to Jensen's cock. Jensen
had enough, Jared isn't taking this seriously.
He closed his text book and stood up. "No way, Padalecki. I told you I'll tutor
you, but once you play games I'm done."
He gasped when Jared lifted him off his feet by his waist and slammed him down
on the desktop. Jared roughly dragged him against his big body and position
himself between Jensen's legs, allowing his engorged bulge to press against his
prey.  
"I want you naked in my bed getting fucked by my cock."
What the fuck?!
It took Jensen a moment to process it all. Why is Jared doing all this? Weren't
they suppose to be enemies, and hate each other's guts? And why did he
orchestrate all of this to get him in his bed? Did he realize they are total
opposites? Most importantly, what the hell is he doing here now? He knew better
or did he?
"Why me?"
"Because I want you." 
"I'm going home Padalecki. There is no way in hell I'm going to...have sex with
you."
He wrapped his strong hand around the back of Jensen's neck. "I always get what
I want Ackles. When are you going to understand that?"
Jared bent down and roughly seized  possession of those plump pink lips. Jared
poured everything he had into that kiss, all the confusion and pent up mixed
feelings he have towards this boy. White hot lust coursed through his big body
making his dick painfully hard and in need of a release that only Jensen's slim
virginal body can give it. Jensen moaned as their tongues duel and bodies rub
against each other. A rush of heat surged through Jensen's body, and he
couldn't stop his own hands from sliding up over Jared's strong back. Jared
released Jensen's mouth and sucked on that swollen bottom lip. 
"You still can't have me," he puffed out against Jared's lips, making a weak
attempt to stop this madness. 
That only made Jared yank Jensen harder against him and strengthen his hold.
"You wanna bet?" He exhaled. "I know how hot you get for me, I know you want it
as bad as I do."
Jensen shamefully feel himself pinkened. "Yes, I want it." He confessed
reluctantly, but he quickly added. "That doesn't mean I should act on it, you
don't have the right to think you're entitled to fuck me."
He rubbed his swollen erection lazily against Jensen and whispered in his ear.
"I knew you want me to fuck you."
Jensen's pulse quickened and his cock twitched; which evidently Jared felt, if
his arrogant smirk is anything to go by on.
This egotistical fucker thinks he can run the show, he'll see about that.
Jensen is going to turn the tables on him; he'll give Jared what he wants, in
exchange he wanted a few things from him.
I'll give you what you want. Only under these conditions."
"Spit it out Ackles," Jared said, with an eyebrow raised. 
"If I let you fuck me, will you stop bullying me and stay away from me outside
of tutoring?"
"Yes." Jared capture Jensen's lips in another kiss, both boys fighting each
other with their tongues, lips, teeth, and hands. Jared broke from the kiss and
stripped Jensen of his clothes. Jared touched the hickey that he marked him
with; he lean forward and sucked the bruise-like mark sharply in his mouth, and
sunk his teeth into the skin. Jensen hissed and arched his back as pleasure set
off low in his stomach from the pain.
Without taking his eyes off Jensen, Jared strips himself naked; revealing tan
skin and muscles. Jensen stared at the taller boy standing in front of him.
Studying Jared's body with a mixture of awe and fear, his emerald eyes
helplessly dropped to Jared's heavy massive cock. He couldn't fit the whole
thing in his mouth, how the fuck is that going to fit inside him? Suddenly he
started to panic and struggle, but Jared's strong grasp held him effortlessly. 
"Let me go," he moaned struggling to twist free from Jared, only resulting in
Jared groaning from the friction against his cock from Jensen's thrashing.
Abruptly Jared lifts Jensen up like he weighs nothing and carried him to the
bed. Jared pushed Jensen down onto the king size, then fell on him driving the
breath from his smaller body.
Jared's stormy eyes rove over Jensen's naked porcelain body. "I've wanted you
for so fucking long," Jared murmured against his lips.
Jensen could hear Jared opening a drawer and a quiet snick. Jensen gasp when he
felt cold wet lube squirt onto his puckered little asshole. Jared touched his
puckered ring with the tip of his index finger and sunk the digit inside the
tight canal, Jensen felt a searing and burning sensation from the invasion.
Jensen twisted around on his long finger, his sphincter muscle tensing on its
own. 
First one finger, then two, and three. Jared worked his fingers in and out.
Jensen moaned as he felt Jared's crooked fingers hit his prostate on every
thrust; he was desperately fucking Jensen with his long fingers, ripping moans
and groans from those plush lips of Jensen's. Lost in the intensity of it,
Jensen's hands clutched the sheets at his sides and his writhing hips were
involuntary bucking in time to Jared's fingers. 
Jared's cock was ready to go, so he pulls his long slick fingers out and slicks
up his heavy cock. Jensen felt Jared's large hands reach underneath his ass,
and lift his hips off the bed. Jensen gasped in surprise, as he felt the warm,
wet tip of Jared's massive meaty head rub against his puckered entrance. 
"I made a mistake," he gasped. "This can't happen!"
"I got to have you, your driving me fucking crazy!" Jared's tanned ass clenched
as he forced his huge cock into Jensen's tight virgin ass. A guttural moaned
escape from his mouth as the perfect tight heat is choking his cock.
Jensen screamed out as the sudden pain exploded when Jared took his virginity;
causing tears to spring free falling down his blushing cheeks and his erection
to wilt.
"Relax." Jared ordered through clenched teeth. 
Relax? It feel like he was going to tear him apart, god, Jared was so fucking
massive!
Slowly, Jared pushed inside Jensen's virgin ass, forcing his hole to expand by
his thickness until he bottom out with his heavy full balls resting against
Jensen's ass. Jensen looked at him with wide innocent wet eyes proof that he's
in pain. Jared tried to wait for Jensen's pink hole to adjust to the stretching
from his girth. The feel of Jensen's tight warm velvety walls is slowly driving
Jared crazy. He put his hands on Jensen's lean hips and begin to slowly stroke
inside the slick flesh. 
Jensen thought he could do this, but it's too much. Burning pain knifed through
his body and he cried out, trying to writhe away. "Take it out of me. Please."
"So fucking tight," Jared moaned, shuddering with intense pleasure. He was lost
in the feeling of how good Jensen's tight velvet heat clamp around his cock. 
The slow pace changed and Jared started to really fuck him, the footballer's
muscles allowing him to hammer into Jensen hard. He could feel Jared's cock in
his stomach and his heavy balls slapping against his ass. 
His smaller body rocked under the movement of Jared's harsh thrusts. The huge
size of him made his pale thighs spread wider. The thought of this uninvited
footballer fucking between his legs; using his innocent body painfully and
stretching his walls beyond anything for his own pleasure pissed him off.
The searing pain he was inflicting upon the walls in his ass was mixed with
unwanted pleasure. Jared's insistent cock were doing strange things to him,
something enjoyable, he felt extraordinary and twisted pleasure start to
emanate from between his legs. He didn't like it there, pumping in and out of
his ass, but he couldn't lie nor deny that it made him feel so good in a
deviant sort of way. 
Jensen was panting and groaning with each cruel invasion, he could feel every
thick inch, every curve and every contour of Jared's cock as he fuck him over
and over again. 
"You're going to fucking cum." Jared hits his prostate dead on with every
thrust. 
"No I'm not," he panted. "I don't want this."
"That's not what your pretty cock is telling me. Look at it."
Jensen lift his head up and look down at his hard traitorous cock drooling with
copious amount of precum,and it hasn't been touched. Jensen knew how much he's
didn't want to give himself to Jared,  but at the same time he really wanted
him so much that he couldn't fight it anymore even if he wanted to. Jensen
threw his head back and moaned as Jared fucked him senselessly. 
Jared's massive cock plunged harder inside him, putting more pressure on his
prostate. He shouldn't enjoy the sensation of Jared Padalecki fucking him so
roughly, but it felt so fucking amazing. Fuck, he wanted it, he wanted this!
"Oh fuck, fuck yes!" Jensen's groans turned to cries, and then to a helpless
scream as he shoot hot cum all over his stomach and chest. 
"Oh god, Jensen, so fucking good!" Nothing had ever felt this good in his life,
he still kept going, fucking  a blissed out Jensen like a limp ragdoll.
Jared needed to come so fucking badly, but he couldn't, Jensen's tightness was
keeping him from coming. Jared pulled out and flipped Jensen over onto his
knees. Grabbing the pale globes of his ass, he drove back in deep. Jared fucked
his tender asshole, groaning each time Jensen screamed with agony and fierce
enjoyment. 
"Oh fuck, not again!" Jensen sobbed into the pillow. Instantly his body shook
in another climax as that massive cock crammed into his sore ass it lifted his
knees off the bed. His ass clenched on Jared's wide cock as he came all over
the sheets under him.
Jared groaned. He gave three final hard thrusts. Then his cock jerked
forcefully, stretching Jensen's asshole even more with each contraction as his
thick warm cum spilled stream after stream deep inside him.
Jared slowly pulled his half-hard cock out of Jensen's ass. As soon as he was
all the way out, his thick milky white cum is rushing out. Jared was panting
harshly and looked down at a blissed out Jensen spread out on his bed. Damn, he
was fucking tired, Jared wanted to pass out. He stood up and walked towards his
bathroom to get washcloths and towels. 
Jensen was an unspeakable mess, lying flat on his stomach in his and Jared's
pool of combined cum. His pale body was sheening with sweat, one ankle dangle
off the edge and his delicate red asshole is gaping open, white cum is oozing
out in rivulets down his perineum and balls. Jensen felt defiled, destroyed,
and pleasured. He was left with an aching throb in his ass, and an afterglow.
His innocence no longer exist.
After cleaning the both of them Jared pulled Jensen's body into his. 
"I still hate you Padalecki."
"I hate you too Ackles."
They both passed out from exhaustion. Both boys curled up together with Jared's
arm wrapped around Jensen possessively. 
***** Chapter Seven *****
Chapter Summary
     What Jared Padalecki wants, he gets. All his life no one ever said no
     to him, except Jensen Ackles. Jared is not okay with that. He plans
     to take what he wants because he can and will.
Chapter Notes
     It's been a while. I finally updated this story. I've been pretty
     picky about what to post. I want to post my best for the readers.
     Thank you for patiently waiting.
      
     WARNING: MEANT FOR READERS LOOKING FOR SOMETHING A LITTLE DARK AND
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     WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS ROUGH EXPLICIT SEXUAL SITUATION. YOU
     CAN SKIP THE SCENES. READ THE TAGS BEFORE, YOU DECIDE TO READ.
     JARED WILL HANDLE POOR JENSEN ROUGHLY AND SOMETIMES CRUELLY IN THE
     SEX SCENES.
     DO NOT READ IF THIS IS DISTURBING, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.
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Jensen stirred in his sleep during the middle of the night. It took him a few
minutes to register Jared’s hand wrapped around his neck, and the other
gripping his hip while thrusting mercilessly between his ass cheeks. The
sensation of Jared’s swollen girth pressed and sliding against the warmth of
his ass cheeks made his own cock fill up with blood. He ground back against
him, swirling his hips, and began to stroke his own cock, making copious
amounts of precum flow out of his piss slit.
Jared moaned in response. “Fuck, you’re my perfect slut,” he murmured, his lips
brushing against Jensen’s ear.
“No!” He didn’t want to be like this. He helplessly continue jerking his
pulsing cock in his slippery fist, creating slick wet sounds.
“Yes, and you love it! Don’t lie to me.” Jared’s voice carried a honeyed menace
that made his cock jump. The hand on Jensen’s hip drifted, sliding over to
clutch his pale ass cheek and the other tightened on his neck. Jensen went
wild, desperately tugging his cock and climax in a force that shook his whole
body.
“Yes,” Jensen wheezed through his constricted throat, eyes glazed in ecstasy.
He exploded on his hands and stomach, dousing the bed sheets with his release.
Jared gathered up Jensen’s cooling cum and pushed Jensen onto his stomach. He
combined the scooped up cum with the slippery precum dripping from his stiff
drooling cock, slickening the way between Jensen’s ass cheeks. Jensen buried
his face in the pillow and he lay prone as Jared straddle his thighs. He felt
the quarterback’s hand slapping away at his ass hard, instantly the pain
sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to his cock. Then his large tan hands
grabbed his stinging pink cheeks, squeezing them together as his cock fucked
between them. 
Jared repeatedly slide his thick shaft up and down, roughly masturbating
against him. The sounds of the taller boy’s panting and the wet skin rubbing
together cause a spiraling tension in Jensen’s body. 
Jared’s thrusts intensified, sliding up and down faster, harder. Jared came
with groan and a full body spasm, closing his eyes tight and shooting his fiery
load onto the smaller boy’s back.
Jensen quietly came at the moment he felt Jared’s hot release on his skin.
Lying in a small pool of his own cum.  
“Oh Fuck,” Jared grunted, his cock continues to pulse hotly and oozed out some
more hot cum. His large hands blend the hot liquid all over Jensen’s back, his
own moisture marking the pale skin and making it glisten. Jared’s hazel gaze
lingered over his cum-slicked back as if he’s transfixed by the image of his
work. 
With leisurely movements, Jared turned the bedside light off and maneuver
Jensen into his arms, holding his smaller body against his. 
Jensen felt absolutely soiled and different. He mumbled into Jared’s chest, “I
need to get home, Jared.” Within seconds he closed his eyes in sleep.
Jared observes the pale band of silver moonlight from the window illuminate the
angelic face lying on his chest. Gently he pulled Jensen closer and tenderly
move the tangled blond strands away from his sleeping face. Soon he closed his
eyes and slept soundly with Jensen.
 
*****
 
Jensen woke up with an aching ass. The soreness is a major reminder that
Jared’s cock was inside him, fuck, he can still feel him from last night. Once
again his blonde hair was pulled free from the ponytail and the tangled strands
framed his beautiful face. His elastic band was nowhere in sight on the large
bed. The sound of the shower alerted him that Jared is in the bathroom. His
body is overflowing with sexual fervor as he remember how Jared manhandled him
and roughly jabbed his cock inside him like a madman. The messed up part is he
enjoyed it; the pain, the pleasure, and the savagery. At first he wanted to not
want it, but a secret part of him got off on Jared being rough with him and the
fact that he made Jared completely lost all sense of control. Jensen couldn’t
deny that he found himself wanting to get fucked by Jared again, when his ass
isn’t sore anymore. Is he that sick and twisted on the inside? What the hell is
wrong with him? Now that his enemy fucked him, he’ll think he won. 
Snapping out of his thoughts, he wrapped a sheet around his nakedness. Slipping
out of the massive bed, his bare feet landed on the plush carpet. He looked at
the time on the digital clock on the nightstand. Oh fuck, he need to get home
and grab a shower then get to school. He better get a move on before Jared
finish up. He collected his discarded clothes off the floor and got dressed.
As soon as he scooped up his backpack and walked out of Jared’s bedroom; he was
faced with how the hell he was going to find his way out of this big mansion.
After retracing some of the halls Luke led him yesterday and finding a maid
dusting a vase; Jensen finally made it to the panel of buttons with the maid’s
help. He immediately pressed for Martin. 
Jensen anxiously stood outside and immediately felt the crisp autumn air. The
fresh air somewhat calm his anxiety. Jensen checked his phone and found
multiple missed calls and texts from his mother and friends. He didn’t have
enough minutes to call, instead he left her a text saying he was studying at a
classmate’s house and fell asleep. He’ll tell his friends the same when he see
them at school.  
Without warning he felt himself being spun around and faced with a freshly
showered Jared. He looked so gorgeous, dressed in dark blue jeans and a red and
black hoodie, with his hair still damp. 
Jared pulled a book out from his backpack. “You forgot your biology book
Ackles.”
“Thanks.” Jensen retrieved his book, surprised that he would do such a thing
for him.
What kind of dumbass is he, how could he forget the damn book. This was not his
plan, he didn’t want to face Jared after everything that happened last night.
He just want to put last night in a box and lock it away forever, then move on.
And he sure as hell didn’t want to talk about it, ever.
Saved by the car as the familiar polished Lincoln pulled up. 
“I’ll see you around Ackles.”
“I don’t think so Padalecki.” He quickly gets into the car before Martin had
the chance to open the door for him. The last thing Jensen saw was the furious
look on Jared’s face.
While the car drives off, Jared stood in the same spot after the car is no
longer visible. Clenching his teeth, his emotions jumping between irritation
and determination, he went towards his own car to head to school. If Jensen
think he can stop Jared from getting what he wanted from him whenever he wants
it, he’s fucking mistaking. He will see Ackles and they will fuck again. Now
that he had a taste and knew what it felt like to be inside of him, there’s no
fucking way he’s giving him up yet. Ackles is his damn it!
 
*****
 
The next two days, Jensen tried to avoid Jared. He would eat lunch in the
bathroom, which instantly cause scrutiny and questions to arise from his
friends. Jensen came up with a lie that he was working on a report that counts
as an important part of his grade, and they brought it.
He would steer clear of places where Jared frequent at the school. Jensen knew
he can’t keep this up; soon he has to tutor, and he really need this on his
college application.
Jensen pulled on a beanie, buttoned his coat to protect him from the harsh
wind, he locked the door, and went down the flight of stairs to the entrance of
the apartment complex into the cold outdoors. 
Luckily the walk to the grocery store was uneventful. Jensen hated when his
mother had to borrow money because their fridge and cabinets are empty. Jensen
felt like he needed to pull his weight around too; despite what his mother
said.
Finally, after picking up the last item, Jensen walked back to the front of the
store and put his purchases on the conveyor belt. The cute bag boy had his
groceries packed and ready for Jensen to pick up. Before leaving the store
Jensen spots the store owner. He heft the two bags of groceries and approach
him.
“Hello, Jensen.” The store owner greeted.
“Hey Mr. Morgan.” He said as he shifted the bags in his hands.
Mr. Morgan, is a kind robust man with dark brown hair and a salt and pepper
beard. Jensen and his mother often shop here. Sometimes when they’re a little
short on the grocery bill he lets it slide.
“How is that mother of yours? I thought she would be here today.”
“She’s doing fine, she’s just a little exhausted from work,” Jensen answered.
“Sir, I saw the help wanted sign. I’m interested in the job.”
“Okay. I need a bag boy part-time on the Wednesdays, and Fridays.”
“That would be great.”
“Can you work full-time on the weekends too? I’m short one cashier.”
“Yes, that’s so perfect.” He looked hesitantly at Jeff. “I really want this
job, but I don’t have any experience.”
“Don’t worry about that, I’ll have Chace train you. How about you come by
Wednesday at 5:00pm.”
“Yes sir,” he replied. Mr. Morgan mention to Jensen to tell his mother that he
said hi. They said goodbye to each other as Jensen left the store with a smile.
 
*****  
 
Since that night he popped Jensen’s cherry and fucked him into an oblivion; he
is all Jared have thought about, early in the morning, during school, football
practice, and before he goes to bed. He thinks about Jensen’s incredible body
and the way he slide his virgin ass on his fingers. It’s impossible to forget
the way Jensen’s pale thighs spread wide with his back arched, as a shudder
racked his lean beautiful body during his orgasms. The incredible feeling of
Jensen coming around his cock is the best sensation ever. Jensen’s sweet ass
squeezing tightly around his cock is better than any pussy that he ever had. 
What the fuck is wrong with him, what the fuck is Jensen doing to him, and why
is Jensen always lurking in his thoughts? He’s not a fag, dudes are not his
type. He believed fucking Jensen would be the solution to his problem, but that
shit backfired on him. Now he can’t get enough of him.
When the bell finally sounded, it took Jared out of his thoughts. The
footballer shoved his text book and notebook in his backpack and made his way
to the door. Before he made his exit Miss. Gilmore called him to the front of
her desk.
“Jared there is a change with where the tutoring session will take place.
Jensen feels it’s more convenient to tutor in an empty classroom. That won’t be
a problem will it?”
“No ma’am.” Inside he was furious. He don’t know whether to beat the shit out
of Jensen or fuck him hard until it hurts to shit.
“Mrs. Smith is allowing you boys to use her classroom upstairs for your
tutoring. I’m looking forward to your improved grades. Jared, you’re being
tutored by the best.”
“I’m looking forward to it too Miss. Gilmore.” Miss. G has no idea.
 
*****
 
A fully dressed Jared is on top of his naked body as his stiff cock jackhammer
into him with fervor between the pale globes of his ass. Inside his crushing
heat, spit and continuous trickle of precum is the only thing slicking the way
for Jared’s cock. “He have to have it. Oh God…just this last time…yes, this
last time…” Jensen thought. He helplessly let Jared mount him and fill him up
again and again between his pale sprawled legs. Never mind about the promise he
made to himself about putting an end to having sex with Jared; he didn’t even
put up a fight this time.
A while ago he was tutoring Jared and went over the section that he needed to
study; Jared had this weird look on his face it seemed like a combination of
anger and something like lust. Before he knew what the hell was happening;
Jared picked him up from his seat, stripped him naked, and slammed him on top
of their spread out books and papers on the large desk. The sound of Jared
unzipping his jeans sounded loud to his panicked ears. He watched him pull his
bulging cock out of his boxer briefs then slicked it with his spit. Jared
plunge forward into his puckered hole and fuck the shit out of him with that
monstrosity he called a cock.
“Oh fuck, so good Jensen!” Jared grunted and plunged. “Why an empty classroom?”
He tried to answer him, he really did. All that came out was a wild moan as his
hands tightened on the muscles of Jared’s back which rippled under his shirt.
Jared’s pace intensified. “Suppose to.” Thrust. “Be in.” Thrust. “My house.”
Thrust. “In my room.” He pulled out slightly and spat a long string of saliva
onto his thick shaft, and onto Jensen’s stretched hole then the pounding began
again. Jensen helplessly shook his head as much as Jared’s hammering allowed. 
The empty classroom was filled with the sounds of their labored breathing and
the big desk creaking with every rapid thrust. It was mixed with the chorus of
wet smacking sounds of flesh sliding together combined with the hard slap of
Jared’s heavy, sperm-filled balls against Jensen’s ass. Terrified and paranoid,
Jensen open his mouth to voice that they are being too loud; instead Jared
clamped one hand over Jensen’s mouth, hard; but his pleading eyes was trying to
warn Jared of the chance of getting caught. 
More punishing thrust from his pumping hips made Jensen’s eyes shut tight and
his body writhed with each harsh impact. Jared shifted and changed the angle of
his hips, which allow his pounding cock to give constant stimulation on
Jensen’s hypersensitive prostate.
 Jensen started to shake and shudder under Jared as a powerful surge of
pleasure exploded all over his body. He clutched Jared’s strong back harder as
a flash of white blinding light exploded behind his closed lids. He came hard
with a muffle groan behind Jared’s hand. His body clenched and hot strings of
pearly white cum erupted from his cock and splashed between them. Jensen’s head
felt dizzy and he went limp as he released his grip on Jared’s back. Jared
remove his cupped hand from Jensen’s mouth, it was still damp from his mouth. 
He was in Jared’s grip with his fingers digging into his hips and felt his
slake frame flopping weakly under Jared’s pounding body. The footballer’s
muscular hips drilled his massive cock hard inside his ass; driving Jensen
roughly across the desk a few inches and knocking over their books and pens on
the floor.
He grunted like a madman as he savagely pounded away. Jared is doing it to him
again he can feel another climax coming so soon. His body had no control as his
tight heat clenched around Jared’s thick cock. He sobbed quietly as fresh
wetness drench them. While his wildly spasming body bunch up the papers he was
lying on, Jared’s fingers dug painfully into his hips as he continue to
jackhammer into his ass.   
On the hills of Jensen’s second climax, Jared couldn’t stop the loud rough
groan that escaped from his mouth as his extremely intense orgasm was coursing
through his big body. His entire shaft pulsed rigidly inside Jensen’s wet
velvety heat. He couldn’t stop coming and he couldn’t hold himself up on his
arms anymore, and collapsed onto Jensen. He lay heavily on him.
Afterwards Jared jerked the smaller boy’s head back, and crushed his lips
against those plump lips with his cock still embedded inside Jensen. He kissed
Jensen with a violence that reflect the twisted dark feelings that only this
boy invoke in him. His big body shook with every load he continuously pumped
deep inside Jensen; the wetness coating both the velvet channel and the
spurting pulsing cock inside, as their tongues twist around each other.
Jared finally withdrew his spent cock, and Jensen felt the footballer’s semen
leak out of his hole. As soon as the taller boy climbed off him, Jensen finally
sat up on the desk. He could feel moisture spread out beneath him as Jared’s
cum continue to steadily spill from his well-used hole, all he could do was cup
a hand over his sloppy wet hole to avoid making more mess. Fuck, it felt like
this guy shot gallons of cum into his ass he thought. He reached behind him and
peeled three sheets of paper off his sweaty back. One of them was Jared’s study
sheet. The ink has faded and smudged, which made the paper unreadable. 
He picks up every article of clothing off the floor and gets dressed. He walked
to the front of the room and found a box of Kleenex on the teacher’s desk, then
return to the back of the classroom to the big desk and cleaned up the mess.
Jared switched his cum-stained shirt for a spare he had in his gym bag. Jensen
dropped his eyes to avoid the toned muscles of his chest and chiseled abs.
 Jared got what he wanted, again. No need to stick around any longer than he
wanted to. Jensen started walking towards the door, but Jared’s hand seized his
arm, stopping him. He looked up at the taller boy, eyeing him with a mixture of
anger and confusion.
“Where the fuck are you going?” He demanded. 
“I’m going home.” Why the hell he even care. He desperately twisted his arm in
Jared’s grasp, which only made the footballer tightened his grip.
Thoroughly provoked, Jared force Jensen away from the door, therefore Jensen
let out a surprised squeak. Towering over him, his angry hazel eyes rove over
Jensen.
“We’re not done here. We got some shit we need to straighten out first, then
I’ll drive you home.” His tone left no room for debate. 
This is insane. Jared is calling all the shots and it’s pissing him off. “I
don’t think that’s necessary, but thanks.” Jensen did his best to not let Jared
get to him, yet the way the taller boy is standing there expecting Jensen to
obey him made that impossible. 
Jared released his arm, placing his large hands on Jensen’s shoulders, and
pushed him against the nearest wall. “What the hell is wrong with you? Did you
hear a word I said?”
“Don’t worry, Padalecki. I heard you loud and clear,” he retorted sharply,
resenting this jerk’s high-handed manner. “I think there really isn’t anything
to talk about. And I don’t want you to drive me anywhere.” 
“Don’t get me really angry.” His eyes narrowed on Jensen’s defiant face.
“You’re going to hear me out Ackles.”
“Fine. I’m listening.”
“Why the fuck did you change our tutoring arrangement?”
“I figure it was best, considering the deal we made.”
“I don’t give a fuck about that stupid deal.”
“I held up my end of the bargain, it’s only fair that you should too.” He
exclaimed.
“Who are you to tell me what I should do. I’m Jared Padalecki, I always get
what I want.” He leaned closer, looking down, and his face only a few inches
away from the pretty green-eyed blond boy. “I want our original arrangement
back the way it was.” 
“No way. I tried to tutor you in your room, but, look how that turned out.”
“Your virgin ass had my name written all over it.” His words made Jensen’s
cheeks flush. “Your body wanted to get fucked.” 
“Oh bullshit! I didn’t want-” 
“It wasn’t bullshit every time you turn to putty in my hands," he interrupted.
"Your body was begging for it.”
“You are such a dick.” Jensen choked out in a husky whisper as Jared close
proximity caused heat to explode through his body.
“I’m a dick?” A slow smile spread across his handsome face. “I’m only speaking
the truth. I saw the way you looked at me, you even admit you wanted it.”
“You’re too damn arrogant and so sure of yourself, you told your butler I was
sleeping over.” 
“Luke thought it was just an innocent sleepover.”
“What if someone heard us that night?”
“I have my own wing in the house no one could hear us. I don’t allow anyone
around my section of the house; except in the morning. Plus my father was away
on a business trip and will return in two weeks.”
“Why did you plan all this? Why me?”
“I was giving you what you want.” He sent him a cocky grin which made Jensen’s
blood boil. “I bet you could still feel me from that night the next morning.”
“Go to hell Padalecki.” 
“Obviously you enjoy being my good little slut Ackles, stop lying to yourself.”
Jared’s hazel eyes gleamed wickedly, reflecting the devilish smile on lips. “I
bet you’re thinking about it right now.”
“Shut up, stop it,” he protested. “You’re wrong.”
“The way you were screaming and coming twice on my dick that night told me
different.”
“Fuck you, Jared.”
“No, fuck you. Which I did a moment ago and you fucking loved it.”
 A knock on the door interrupted the boys. The janitor entered the classroom
and started cleaning up. 
“We can’t do this again. I want you to stay away from me.” Jensen makes his
escape out of the classroom.
He saw Jensen’s words as a challenge, and Jared never back down from one let
alone lose one.
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