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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Jared/Jensen
  Additional Tags:
      Community:_blindfold_spn
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-04-24 Words: 3421
****** Patience Rewarded ******
by juice817
Notes
     Originally posted July 2010.
Title: Patience Rewarded
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: When Jared's Mom and Jensen's Dad get married, the two teenage boys end
up in bedrooms connected by a shared bathroom. Jensen thinks it's a nightmare
because Jared (popular, a jock) is hot as fuck and Jensen can hardly look at
him without blushing. Now he has to worry about seeing him walk around in a
towel!
Jared notices Jensen's blushing and embarrassment and figures out Jensen is gay
and hot for him. He thinks Jensen's innocence and blushing is sexy and decides
to play with him a little.
To start with, he purposely leaves both their doors slightly ajar one day while
he masturbates, putting on a show while he strokes his big cock, knowing Jensen
will hear his moans and not be able to resist spying. He can start doing other
things, too. Walk around half naked a lot, watch gay porn loudly enough for
Jensen to hear it, etc.
When they finally fuck, Jared should be totally turned on by Jensen's innocence
and shyness, talking dirty while he claims his fresh, unused, pink little
hole...
Word Count: 3240
Notes: Originally posted here.
 

Jensen had known it would be difficult, living with Jared. It was hard enough
going to the same school, being in the same classes, watching him lead his pack
of friends down the hall and hearing his loud laugh echoing around the
cafeteria. But then Jared's mom had to go and hit Jensen's dad's motorcycle
with her car. Dad had taken one look at Mrs Padalecki and fallen head over
heels.
Jensen could relate.
Dad would never have met Mrs Padalecki - call me Sherri, Jensen, please - if
not for that fucking accident, and Jensen wouldn't have moved into this
bedroom. One that shared a bathroom with Jared's bedroom. Now Jensen heard
Jared showering every day, heard his godawful off-key singing. Was overwhelmed
by his larger than life presence, the traces of his aftershave everywhere, his
clothes leaving trails on the floor from the shower to his bed on the other
side of a door than never seemed to be shut. Shutting his own door didn't keep
him from hearing when Jared would stop singing in the shower, the discordant
melody replaced by groans and the slap of Jared's hand against the tile when he
came. Of course, Jensen standing with his ear pressed to the door didn't help
with that either.
He'd always blushed and hadn't been able to really look when he was around
Jared at school, but now that Jensen knew what Jared sounded like when he came,
knew how broad those shoulders were under the t-shirts Jared took off as soon
as he got home - god, why couldn't he just wear some fucking clothes? - knew
how Jared's body put off heat like a furnace, warming Jensen's side as they sat
next to each other at the dinner table, well. Jensen hadn't been able to speak
without a stammer since the wedding, and had resigned himself to a permanently
red face. Before it hadn't mattered as much, because he could go home and get
away from Jared, and because Jared hadn't even known who he was, never noticed
Jensen in the back of their classes or head down in the hall. Now, his home was
with Jared and he couldn't completely escape him. And now Jared knew who he
was, winked at him in the hall and grinned as Jensen blushed.
The slap of Jared's hand against the tile provoked a reaction that was almost
Pavlovian at this point - Jensen's dick jumped and leaked, and Jensen swore
under his breath at having to change his boxers again. Jared groaned and Jensen
turned away to dive under the covers of his bed, hand frantically shoving into
his pants to grab himself. Three strokes and he was coming all over himself.
Again.
This was getting old. They still had a whole nother year of school, too. Jensen
was pretty sure he wouldn't survive it.
~*~
Jared carefully cracked Jensen's door open and peered in, smiling slowly when
he saw Jensen curled up on his side, facing the wall and away from the door.
Jensen was still breathing so hard the bedding was shaking.
At first, Jared had thought Jensen was just shy. He'd known who Jensen was, of
course; a smart quiet guy who fucked up the grading curve and was always the
first choice for study help. Jared had never needed it - he was smarter than
people gave him credit for - but Jensen was pretty much solely responsible for
the defensive line passing American history. But then Jared noticed the near
permanent blush and the sidelong looks, asked around and heard that as far as
anyone knew Jensen didn't date, and started getting suspicious. To test his
theory, he stopped wearing shirts at home. He didn't think Jensen had actually
looked at his face since. It was cute, and Jared had come to love the way the
tip of Jensen's ears went pink when Jared said his name.
But it was becoming clear that Jensen would never make any kind of move and
Jared was getting tired of only ever getting himself off. He wanted to get
Jensen off, to see if that blush spread all the way down his chest, see if
Jensen would finally meet his eyes when he came.
It was time to take this to the next level.
~*~
Losing himself in his homework had never been a problem for Jensen before, but
this time he couldn't quite focus. Something kept intruding, a soft sound that
broke his concentration and kept him from being able to finish his reading
assignment. He'd been trying to ignore it, but couldn't quite get there. With a
soft exasperated sigh he pushed himself up from his desk and turned around, and
as soon as he did, he knew what it was.
Jared was jacking off. But the shower wasn't going, and Jensen's door was open.
Jensen swallowed hard, eyes pinned on the slightly open door that he knew he'd
closed. Jared made a slightly louder sound and Jensen couldn't help it; he
walked forward, pulling the door further open when he reached it and peering
in. Jared wasn't in there, but as always, his door on the other side of the
bathroom was wide open. Jensen crept across the bathroom.
He froze when he got far enough to see Jared's bed through the open door. Jared
was completely nude, miles of tanned skin stretched over lean muscle, and his
hand was wrapped around his cock. His big, broad hand, wrapped around his long
thick cock.
Jared was on his bed, lying flat with his feet toward the bathroom and his legs
spread and Jensen could see everything, see the muscles in his thighs clench
and his balls tighten as his hand tugged hard and fast. One knee came up and
then fell to the side, resting against the wall, and Jensen could see the
shadow of Jared's hole between his cheeks, see his buttocks tighten and
release. Jensen tried to swallow but his mouth was dry, his entire body tensed
and waiting, wanting to see Jared lose control, to come all over himself.
The noises were getting louder, and Jensen tore his eyes away from Jared's
crotch to look up at his face. Jared's eyes were closed tightly, his neck
arched, and he was the most beautiful thing Jensen had ever seen in his life.
Jared's hand was moving faster and faster, and he grunted with each panting
breath, and Jensen had to press his hand against his own dick, trapped in his
jeans. God, he wanted.
He must have groaned or made some sort of sound, because Jared raised his head
and looked straight at Jensen, hiding in the darkened bathroom. Jensen's mouth
fell open and he felt his face flush as his eyes widened, but Jared just looked
at him, hand still moving, then he growled Jensen's name and came all over
himself, fucking erupted, body shaking helplessly as he shot spunk over his
chest and stomach. A glob hit his chin and suddenly Jensen was almost drooling.
He wanted to lick it off, wanted to know what Jared tasted like, wanted to feed
Jared his own come and then wanted Jared to blow him so he could lick the taste
of himself out of Jared's mouth.
They stared at each other for what seemed like forever, while Jared's breathing
slowed and Jensen's stopped altogether. Jared's hand kept moving lazily for a
few more strokes, and Jensen got even harder, dick painfully pressed against
his fly. Finally Jared made a frustrated noise and swung his legs off the bed,
stalking forward so quickly that Jensen couldn't have escaped even if he could
move. He came to a stop so close that Jensen was almost overpowered by the
smell of the come all over Jared. He took a deep breath, almost dizzy with
need.
Feeling dazed, Jensen reached up with one hand and dragged two fingers through
the mess on Jared's chest, then brought them to his mouth. Jared's eyes widened
like he couldn't believe Jensen had done that - Jensen couldn't believe it
either - then he made a noise that made need shoot through Jensen's stomach,
grabbed Jensen's wrist, and dragged him close.
~*~
Jared couldn't believe how hot that was, couldn't believe Jensen had done it in
the first place, He pulled Jensen's fingers to his mouth, licked over and
between them, then bent to press his mouth to Jensen's. Jensen gasped and Jared
grinned, angling his head to take advantage of Jensen's parted lips. He could
taste himself on Jensen's tongue.
"God, Jen, so hot," Jared growled, and Jensen moaned and pressed closer. Jared
could feel how hard Jensen was against his hip, and Jared reached between them
to fumble open Jensen's jeans so he could get his hand inside. Jensen broke the
kiss and choked when Jared's fingers wrapped around him, and Jared grinned.
"C'mon, baby, make you feel so good."
Turning them, Jared walked Jensen backwards towards his bed. "Know you've been
listening to me, Jen. Listening to me jack off in the shower. I've been
thinking about you, about spreading you open on my bed, licking every inch of
you, fucking you while you beg me, harder, faster. I want to hear you beg me,
Jen. I want to make you come screaming."
Jensen choked again, face flushed hotter than Jared had ever seen it before,
and his eyes looked dazed. "Yes," he whispered vaguely.
"Yes, what, Jen?" Jared pushed Jensen's jeans and boxers down, off his hips,
then pulled Jensen's t-shirt over his head. He used the shirt to wipe off his
chest and then dropped it to the floor.
"Yes, I want..." Jensen swallowed and sat down on Jared's bed. "I want, want
you to lick me and, and fuck me." Jensen ducked his head as he pushed his jeans
down his legs. "I want to beg you."
This time it was Jared who choked. "Jesus, Jen. Have you ever..." Jared's voice
trailed off and he waved a hand. "Done, you know. Anything?"
Jensen shook his head slowly, and Jared grinned as his ears went pink.
"Gonna do everything, Jen. Can't wait to feel you." Jared put his hands on
Jensen's shoulders, coaxed him back to lie flat. He climbed on the bed,
straddled Jensen. Jensen was rock hard and leaking, and he groaned when Jared's
half-hard cock brushed his, so Jared did it again, then bent and licked up
Jensen's throat. "Seen the way you look at me. Been waiting for you to touch
me."
"Jared." Jensen's voice was rough and he threw his head back as he lifted his
hips into Jared's again. "Please."
Jared nuzzled Jensen's ear. "Please what?" he whispered, and bit Jensen's
earlobe.
Jensen cried out, hips bucking again. "That. Or, please, Jared, anything.
Something. Touch me."
"Nuh uh," Jared breathed teasingly. "Use your words. Tell me what you want.
What do you imagine when you touch yourself after you listen to me come in the
shower?"
"Oh my god," Jensen groaned. He covered his eyes with one hand, and Jared
watched, fascinated, as that gorgeous blush spread over his chest. "I don't
touch myself after you shower!"
Jared shifted down the bed, moving in between Jensen's legs. "Liar," he said.
"You aren't the only one who's been watching."
Jensen's other hand came up to cover his eyes too, as if that would somehow
hide him better. Jared grinned and licked a light, teasing circle around
Jensen's navel. Jensen's stomach contracted sharply, but his hands stayed over
his eyes. "I imagine you naked," he whispered.
"Keep going," Jared said.
"I don't know!" Jensen said sharply. "I just, god, Jared, I just wanted to
touch you! I don't know what to do."
Jared felt a rush of heat. "You really don't know? It's the twentieth century,
Jen, how can you not know?"
Jensen dropped his hands to glare at Jared. "I actually do my homework instead
of watching porn, Jared. If you're just going to mock me, let me up."
"No, hey, I'm not mocking." Jared wrapped his hands around Jensen's hips and
squeezed. "I'm just, god, Jensen. It's so hot that I get to teach you
everything."
It was obvious Jensen didn't quite believe him, but he relaxed slightly under
Jared's hands. "Not everything," he finally muttered. "And it's not like I
don't, you know, know. I'm not stupid. It's just..." he paused, and when he
spoke again his voice was barely a whisper. "It's different, thinking about it.
Trying to imagine when you don't know how it feels. The mechanics aren't really
all that hot."
Jared nuzzled his nose against Jensen's stomach. "You don't think so? You don't
think it's hot to put your dick in my mouth?" Jensen's dick jumped and Jared
grinned. "You do."
"Yeah." Jensen's voice was strangled, and his hands fisted in Jared's sheets.
"Yeah, okay. That's hot."
"And sucking your balls? What about my tongue in your ass?"
Jensen bucked again, only Jared's hands on his hips preventing him from
breaking Jared's nose. "It's not your tongue I'm worried about!"
Jared pushed up suddenly, moving so he could flip Jensen over onto his stomach.
"Let's start with my tongue and go from there," he said, hauling Jensen up to
his knees. He put his hands on Jensen's hips again, reached in with his thumbs
to pull Jensen open.
Jensen's hole visibly tightened as his buttocks clenched, and Jared groaned
softly. "God, Jen, you're perfect. Gonna be so tight, feel so good." He shifted
his grip so he could rub one thumb lightly over the wrinkled skin. A shudder
ran through Jensen so Jared did it again. "You like that, baby?"
"Yeah, I don't," Jensen moaned and pushed back just a little into Jared's grip.
"I didn't know."
"You never touched yourself here?"
"No!" Jensen's voice was almost indignant. "No, I never touched my ass, Jared."
"You should. It feels so good. There are so many nerves here, Jen, And there's
this thing inside, gonna blow your mind." Jensen turned his face into Jared's
pillow, and Jared laughed softly. "I've always been better at show than tell,
though."
Jensen turned his face enough to speak again. "Wouldn't know it to listen to
you," he muttered.
Jared slapped his ass lightly and Jensen jumped, hips canting up. Jared raised
an eyebrow but didn't smack him again. He'd save something for next time. "Be
nice, Jen. Or I won't make you come."
"Please, Jared," Jensen said, drawing in a shuddering breath.
"Much better." Jared gripped Jensen's ass and held him open again, then bent to
lick over his hole. Jensen jolted and spread his knees, so Jared rewarded him
with another lick. He teased at the rim with the point of his tongue, then
pushed the tip inside. He worked his tongue in and out, loosening Jensen up and
getting him wet. The helpless sounds Jensen was making were driving him crazy.
He pulled his tongue free and licked up Jensen's crease. "There's lube in my
drawer, Jen. Grab it for me, don't want to hurt you when I put my fingers in
you. Can't believe you never let anyone in there before, Jensen, fuck."
Jensen stretched his arm out to dig in the drawer. "No one ever asked," he said
quietly. "But I only wanted you anyway."
Jared caught the tube when Jensen tossed it. "They would if you didn't hide in
your books, Jen," he said just as quietly. "But I'm glad you do because this is
mine. No one else gets to touch you like this." He pressed his lubed thumb into
Jensen's body. "Just me."
"Just you," Jensen gasped, pushing back on Jared's thumb. "Oh my god."
"Feel good? Fuck, Jen, you look good. I wish you could see how pretty you look
stretched around my thumb. Gonna look even better stretched wide on my dick."
Jared worked Jensen with his thumb, then switched to two fingers as Jensen
keened. "So fucking hot, Jen, gotta get you all stretched out so you can take
me, take all of me, don't wanna hurt you when I split you open."
Jensen just pushed his hips back, rocking on to Jared's fingers. Jared watched,
could see as Jensen's muscles relaxed. It wasn't long at all before Jared could
work a third finger in, both of them panting and silent as Jensen fucked
himself open. Crooking his fingers, Jared rubbed, knew he'd found Jensen's
prostate by the way he swore and bucked. Jared rubbed it again, and Jensen
started making gorgeous helpless sounds that drove Jared crazy. "Yeah, god, let
me hear you, baby. Let me hear how good it feels."
"Please," Jensen begged, "fuck, Jared, I can't - I need, please. Fuck."
"Yeah, okay. I'll get you there, can't wait to feel you come." He pulled his
fingers free and lunged for the still-open drawer and the strip of condoms
there. He tore one open, rolled it over his dick quickly and fisted himself
loosely, spreading the lube from his fingers over the rubber.
It was un-fucking-believable. Jared watched as he guided himself to Jensen's
wet hole and started to push inside. He was so tight, so gorgeous as he spread
open around Jared's dick. Jared worked himself in slowly with short, shallow
strokes that gradually deepened as Jensen relaxed and let him in. "So good,
Jen, that's right, open for me, let me fuck you, Imma fill you up just right,
make you feel it for days."
"Jared." Jensen's hands tightened rhythmically on the sheets as his hips
started to push back into Jared's thrusts. Jared ran his hands up Jensen's back
and curled them over his shoulders, then slid them back down his sides to his
hips.
"I gotcha, Jen." Jared bent and ran his tongue up Jensen's spine. "Gonna get so
far in you that you feel me in your throat, Jen. Fuck you so hard you'll feel
me every time you sit, whenever you walk down the hall, make you come so hard
you can't move. God. Jen."
Jensen shuddered. "Just fuck me, Jared, oh my god. Shut up and move."
Jared laughed breathlessly, but started fucking into Jensen harder and faster.
He reached around to start jerking Jensen in time with his thrusts. His hand
moved roughly over Jensen's dick and he opened his mouth, intending to tell
Jensen how good it felt, how tight he was, how much he wanted to do this again
as soon they possibly could, but Jensen's body jolted and shoved back hard into
Jared as he came, ass clenching so hard on Jared's dick it was almost painful.
Jared sucked in a sharp breath and forced himself to keep moving, thrusting
through Jensen's orgasm. Jensen had barely stopped shaking when Jared sped up,
grabbing Jensen's hips again so he could slam into Jensen again and again, not
needing more than a few thrusts before he followed Jensen over the edge.
He must have actually blacked out for a second, because he went straight from
pleasure screaming through his system to lying collapsed on Jensen's back while
Jensen tried to breathe under him. Jared had to swallow a couple of times
before he could even manage to speak. "Sorry," he rasped, and rolled to the
side.
Jensen shifted with a wince, but grinned at Jared. "Finally figured out how to
shut you up."
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