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A Kiss to Build A Dream chapter 5
Chapter 5
Jensen didn’t think. He didn’t think that Jared would be back from his run this soon. His mistake. So when Jared saw Jensen standing in the kitchen eating a sandwich, wearing only a towel, the look in the man’s eyes told Jensen that his time was up. That look told him that a few hand jobs and blow jobs would no longer be enough.
That look in Jared’s eyes could only be described as hunger. And Jensen could honestly say he had never had anyone look at him like that before, like he was the be all end all. That look suddenly robbed him of his own hunger and he placed the sandwich back on the plate and tried to become a part of the counter.
When he saw the obvious tent in the front of Jared’s shorts, he knew he was in serious trouble. Jared blinked a few times and finally chirped out, “I need to shower, I stink, give me ten minutes.’’ Jensen saw how Jared couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from him as he made his way towards the stairs.
Jensen started pacing. How was he going to get through this? He tried to recall the few gay porn videos he’d watched when learning about the mechanics of it. The whole time he’d watched it, he had been squirming in his seat. ‘That’s got to hurt.’ He thought to himself. But then again maybe it didn’t. They wouldn’t keep doing it if it hurt right? He was not sure about any of it. He would have to do as women used do, lie back and think of England or whatever.
He was so busy worrying, that he didn’t notice Jared standing at the entrance to the den watching him freak the fuck out.
“We’re gonna do this huh?” He asked when Jared made himself known. He didn’t bother to hide the fear in his voice.
“Yeah, Jensen we are. I promise it will be good for both of us.”
“How can it be good for both of us?’’ He queried. Looking down at Jared’s half hard cock, he continued, “You’re not the one who’s going to have a tree trunk shoved up his ass!”
“Uh, thanks?”
“Totally not a compliment,’’ Jensen growled.
Cocking his head and looking at the smaller man, Jared said, “You didn’t think you would enjoy what we’ve been doing so far, but you have.”
“I’m not…I”
“Don’t lie, Jens,” He said walking towards him. “You forget, I’m the one that gets to hear those sweet little sounds you make when I let you fuck my mouth, when I have my hands on you.”
Jensen felt his face flush with embarrassment, he couldn’t deny it. He might’ve started out fighting it, but Jared’s hands wrung out sensation after sensation from his body. He had found erotic spots on his body that Jensen didn’t know existed.
“This is different Jare, it’s like I don’t know…” he tried to explain, his words failing him.
“Are you scared you’ll like this too?”
In a hushed tone he said, “I’m scared of the pain, a hand job is different from being fucked.”
“I won’t lie to you. It’s gonna hurt at first, but I will go slow, take my time with you, take all night if I have to. I’ve been waiting a long time for this and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Please Jared,” he begged. “Don’t do this!”
Jared shook his head and stepped aside to let Jensen walk ahead of him. “I have to,” he muttered, too low for the other man to hear.
As he walked down the hall, Jensen felt like an innocent man on death row. He knew he didn’t do anything to deserve this.
Since both men were wearing towels, Jensen had no undressing to buy him time. As soon as they entered the room, Jared pulled off both towels. Jensen was naked and vulnerable and he had nowhere to hide.
Jared stepped towards Jensen and placed both hands on Jensen’s face to kiss him, but Jensen turned his head.
“You know that’s not part of the deal.”
“Let me, please,” Jared was begging now.
“No!”
He could see that Jared wanted to argue the point, and started to, but Jensen was not going to give in. He had been adamant from the beginning about the kissing rule. Giving up, Jared leaned forward and nibbled on his earlobe instead. Jensen stiffened at the sensation; even more so when Jared’s mouth moved to the spot behind his ear.
“God, you are so beautiful, Jensen,” Jared said before kissing down his chest and reaching for his cock. Jensen knew he wasn’t fully aroused, the nervous tension in his body keeping him on edge. A few tugs to his cock later though and he was allowing Jared’s touches to relax him. He let his eyes close and the attention to his body overwhelm him.
Jared kissed his way down and took a dip in Jensen’s navel and then went for that spot, his spot, the one he’d found when he’d first explored Jensen’s body.
Every time Jared licked, kissed or sucked the jut of Jensen’s hip, he arched of the bed, body betraying any thoughts of ‘no’. Jensen didn’t know how to feel when he looked down at Jared and saw that the man loved his reactions. There was not smug satisfaction there, just Jared looking happy to bring him pleasure.
As Jared’s mouth inched closer to his cock, all he could do was grunt and moan Jared on in encouragement. Jared teased him, he wouldn’t touch it directly, instead placing kisses all around the base, then moving to kiss and tongue his thighs. When Jared sucked on his balls, lapping each one with his tongue, Jensen lost all reserve and started fucking the air, looking for friction.
He got the friction he was looking for when Jared climbed back up his body. “Turn over,” the man whispered in his ear.
Suddenly, the tension returned but he followed the instruction and watched as Jared grabbed a bottle of lube and a condom from his bedside table. Jared looked him over.
“Jensen, relax, if you’re tense this will hurt like hell,” Jared pleaded.
“I don’t know if I can,” Jensen answered truthfully.
“I’ll help you,” Jared said as he spread Jensen’s legs and crawled in between them.
Jensen couldn’t believe he was here, about to let another man fuck him. Jared kept telling him to relax, but when he set himself up right up against Jensen’s ass, there was no way relaxing was possible.
He was hard, and if Jared would have sucked him off he couldn’t deny he would have enjoyed that. Apparently Jared’s mouth really was useful for more than talking.
The kiss between his shoulder blades caught him off guard. It felt good, made him less tense again. When the kiss made its way to the top of his ass, his body and his mind were at war. His body sensed pleasure but his mind knew pain was coming.
When Jared’s hands separated his cheeks and his tongue moved over that tight ring of muscle, Jensen lost his mind and his body took over.
“Jesus fucking Christ!” he spat.
He had never in his life felt anything that good. He couldn’t even pretend to hide his response from Jared. He bucked his hips trying to get some friction on his dick, because goddamn, that was good. Jared began to fuck into him with little thrusts of his tongue and Jensen felt as though liquid fire was running through his veins. At one point he forgot to breathe.
As that tongue pushed deeper into him, he pushed back, trying to get it as deep as he could. He wanted to be filled.
When Jared removed his tongue to drag Jensen to his knees, he actually keened at the loss. His heart was beating double time and his cock was twitching. The heat pooling in his stomach and the fire moving down his spine told him he was going to come without being touched. He was too far gone to be embarrassed. Being on his knees with his ass in the air, Jensen’s body tingled with sensation. Then Jared started again with kitten licks around and in his hole. Jensen was gone.
“Nggggh,’’ the only sound he made as come spurted over the mattress, his head falling forward since Jared held his hips.
“God Jens, I wish you could see yourself,” Jared whispered in awe. “So goddamn beautiful.”
That’s when Jensen felt the first finger rub along the crack of his ass and over his hole. His body was loose from the orgasm and open from Jared’s tongue, so it didn’t have time to protest. Jared’s fingers were slick, but Jensen hadn’t heard him open the bottle of lube. When the second finger joined in, and Jared began scissoring them, Jensen was starting to buck back on them.
“You okay?” Jared asked placing gentle kisses on his lower back.
With his face down in the mattress he muffled an affirmative. Then tilting his head to the side, Jensen provided, “Yes,” groan, “yeah, I’m good.”
If Jared tongue fucking him earlier was the height of sensation, then the introduction to a third finger sent Jensen through the stratosphere. Every push-pull of fingers tugged on his hole, which seemed to be a direct link to his quickly re-hardening cock. On one particular thrust, Jared grazed a spot inside him and his world went white behind his eyes and he almost passed out.
“Stay with me Jens,” Jared whispered in his ear. “Stay with me baby.”
He ignored the endearment, because Jared managed to spread his three fingers apart, redefining Jensen’s meaning of the word full with every passing minute. Jared continued the slow thrusts of his fingers as he ripped the condom package open and rolled it on his own cock.
“I think you’re ready now Jensen,” Jared said with a reassuring squeeze of Jensen’s hip.
Jensen breathed out a whispered, “Wait…”
That’s when he felt it, the head of Jared’s huge cock at his opening and he forgot what he was saying. Jensen’s cock twitched, as Jared breached him, and the rest of Jared’s huge cock entered him slowly. Inch. By. Inch.
The burn was all Jensen could think about. Wounded noises escaping his lips when Jared was pressed against him, his cock completely inside. He had known it was going to hurt. Thank god Jared stayed still. If he moved, Jensen would surely die from the pain. Jared rambled, “It’s okay baby. It’ll get better in a minute. Just hold on for me. It’ll be good. I promise. I’ll make it so good for you. Just stick with me.” All the while soothingly caressing Jensen’s back, flanks, hips, and thighs.
And soon the pain faded and the word full was redefined again. Jensen was sure that he would never be able to feel this way again. The stretch and burn of Jared inside him, the sparks constantly firing off as Jensen clenched and released around the intrusion, even Jared’s touch slowly turning pain into pleasure.
“God Jens, so fucking tight, feels so good,” Jared said in his ear. “Got to move. You ready?”
Jensen nodded and Jared began to move. The brief feeling of pleasure vanished as Jared slowly pulled out, that was until Jared’s hand reached around and began to slowly jack him off.
Then Jared hit that spot inside him again, tentative thrusts that hit Jensen again and again and he started begging.
“PleasepleaseJared,” he pleaded. Hell he wasn’t even sure what he was begging for, but he knew Jared did.
“I got you Jensen. I got you; you’re taking it so good Jens, taking all of me.” He said as he was tugging on the man’s dick in time with each harder and faster ram forward.
“Come for me,” Jared started chanting. “Come for me.” The last word was said as Jared hit Jensen’s prostate again. The power of his orgasm surged through him so suddenly; he didn’t recognize the wail punched out of him. This time Jensen really did black out for a second, Jared’s name the last thing he remembered.
“Jesus fuck!” was grunted in his ear and he felt Jared go limp above him.
“Heavy, can’t breathe,” Jensen grumbled in Jared’s direction. Still inside him, Jared grabbed Jensen’s hip and rolled them onto their sides. He eased himself out, Jensen hissing at the action, and disposed of the condom. Jared then went to the bathroom, presumably to wash up. Jensen took the opportunity to roll off the bed and get to his room as quickly as his shaky legs would let him. Locking the door behind him, Jensen fell to his bed and began sobbing.
How could he allow himself to be used like that? How could he have enjoyed that? How was he going to look at himself in the mirror? He couldn’t do this anymore. But he couldn’t afford to back out? God, why had he done this?
chapter 6
Jensen didn’t think. He didn’t think that Jared would be back from his run this soon. His mistake. So when Jared saw Jensen standing in the kitchen eating a sandwich, wearing only a towel, the look in the man’s eyes told Jensen that his time was up. That look told him that a few hand jobs and blow jobs would no longer be enough.
That look in Jared’s eyes could only be described as hunger. And Jensen could honestly say he had never had anyone look at him like that before, like he was the be all end all. That look suddenly robbed him of his own hunger and he placed the sandwich back on the plate and tried to become a part of the counter.
When he saw the obvious tent in the front of Jared’s shorts, he knew he was in serious trouble. Jared blinked a few times and finally chirped out, “I need to shower, I stink, give me ten minutes.’’ Jensen saw how Jared couldn’t seem to tear his eyes away from him as he made his way towards the stairs.
Jensen started pacing. How was he going to get through this? He tried to recall the few gay porn videos he’d watched when learning about the mechanics of it. The whole time he’d watched it, he had been squirming in his seat. ‘That’s got to hurt.’ He thought to himself. But then again maybe it didn’t. They wouldn’t keep doing it if it hurt right? He was not sure about any of it. He would have to do as women used do, lie back and think of England or whatever.
He was so busy worrying, that he didn’t notice Jared standing at the entrance to the den watching him freak the fuck out.
“We’re gonna do this huh?” He asked when Jared made himself known. He didn’t bother to hide the fear in his voice.
“Yeah, Jensen we are. I promise it will be good for both of us.”
“How can it be good for both of us?’’ He queried. Looking down at Jared’s half hard cock, he continued, “You’re not the one who’s going to have a tree trunk shoved up his ass!”
“Uh, thanks?”
“Totally not a compliment,’’ Jensen growled.
Cocking his head and looking at the smaller man, Jared said, “You didn’t think you would enjoy what we’ve been doing so far, but you have.”
“I’m not…I”
“Don’t lie, Jens,” He said walking towards him. “You forget, I’m the one that gets to hear those sweet little sounds you make when I let you fuck my mouth, when I have my hands on you.”
Jensen felt his face flush with embarrassment, he couldn’t deny it. He might’ve started out fighting it, but Jared’s hands wrung out sensation after sensation from his body. He had found erotic spots on his body that Jensen didn’t know existed.
“This is different Jare, it’s like I don’t know…” he tried to explain, his words failing him.
“Are you scared you’ll like this too?”
In a hushed tone he said, “I’m scared of the pain, a hand job is different from being fucked.”
“I won’t lie to you. It’s gonna hurt at first, but I will go slow, take my time with you, take all night if I have to. I’ve been waiting a long time for this and I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Please Jared,” he begged. “Don’t do this!”
Jared shook his head and stepped aside to let Jensen walk ahead of him. “I have to,” he muttered, too low for the other man to hear.
As he walked down the hall, Jensen felt like an innocent man on death row. He knew he didn’t do anything to deserve this.
Since both men were wearing towels, Jensen had no undressing to buy him time. As soon as they entered the room, Jared pulled off both towels. Jensen was naked and vulnerable and he had nowhere to hide.
Jared stepped towards Jensen and placed both hands on Jensen’s face to kiss him, but Jensen turned his head.
“You know that’s not part of the deal.”
“Let me, please,” Jared was begging now.
“No!”
He could see that Jared wanted to argue the point, and started to, but Jensen was not going to give in. He had been adamant from the beginning about the kissing rule. Giving up, Jared leaned forward and nibbled on his earlobe instead. Jensen stiffened at the sensation; even more so when Jared’s mouth moved to the spot behind his ear.
“God, you are so beautiful, Jensen,” Jared said before kissing down his chest and reaching for his cock. Jensen knew he wasn’t fully aroused, the nervous tension in his body keeping him on edge. A few tugs to his cock later though and he was allowing Jared’s touches to relax him. He let his eyes close and the attention to his body overwhelm him.
Jared kissed his way down and took a dip in Jensen’s navel and then went for that spot, his spot, the one he’d found when he’d first explored Jensen’s body.
Every time Jared licked, kissed or sucked the jut of Jensen’s hip, he arched of the bed, body betraying any thoughts of ‘no’. Jensen didn’t know how to feel when he looked down at Jared and saw that the man loved his reactions. There was not smug satisfaction there, just Jared looking happy to bring him pleasure.
As Jared’s mouth inched closer to his cock, all he could do was grunt and moan Jared on in encouragement. Jared teased him, he wouldn’t touch it directly, instead placing kisses all around the base, then moving to kiss and tongue his thighs. When Jared sucked on his balls, lapping each one with his tongue, Jensen lost all reserve and started fucking the air, looking for friction.
He got the friction he was looking for when Jared climbed back up his body. “Turn over,” the man whispered in his ear.
Suddenly, the tension returned but he followed the instruction and watched as Jared grabbed a bottle of lube and a condom from his bedside table. Jared looked him over.
“Jensen, relax, if you’re tense this will hurt like hell,” Jared pleaded.
“I don’t know if I can,” Jensen answered truthfully.
“I’ll help you,” Jared said as he spread Jensen’s legs and crawled in between them.
Jensen couldn’t believe he was here, about to let another man fuck him. Jared kept telling him to relax, but when he set himself up right up against Jensen’s ass, there was no way relaxing was possible.
He was hard, and if Jared would have sucked him off he couldn’t deny he would have enjoyed that. Apparently Jared’s mouth really was useful for more than talking.
The kiss between his shoulder blades caught him off guard. It felt good, made him less tense again. When the kiss made its way to the top of his ass, his body and his mind were at war. His body sensed pleasure but his mind knew pain was coming.
When Jared’s hands separated his cheeks and his tongue moved over that tight ring of muscle, Jensen lost his mind and his body took over.
“Jesus fucking Christ!” he spat.
He had never in his life felt anything that good. He couldn’t even pretend to hide his response from Jared. He bucked his hips trying to get some friction on his dick, because goddamn, that was good. Jared began to fuck into him with little thrusts of his tongue and Jensen felt as though liquid fire was running through his veins. At one point he forgot to breathe.
As that tongue pushed deeper into him, he pushed back, trying to get it as deep as he could. He wanted to be filled.
When Jared removed his tongue to drag Jensen to his knees, he actually keened at the loss. His heart was beating double time and his cock was twitching. The heat pooling in his stomach and the fire moving down his spine told him he was going to come without being touched. He was too far gone to be embarrassed. Being on his knees with his ass in the air, Jensen’s body tingled with sensation. Then Jared started again with kitten licks around and in his hole. Jensen was gone.
“Nggggh,’’ the only sound he made as come spurted over the mattress, his head falling forward since Jared held his hips.
“God Jens, I wish you could see yourself,” Jared whispered in awe. “So goddamn beautiful.”
That’s when Jensen felt the first finger rub along the crack of his ass and over his hole. His body was loose from the orgasm and open from Jared’s tongue, so it didn’t have time to protest. Jared’s fingers were slick, but Jensen hadn’t heard him open the bottle of lube. When the second finger joined in, and Jared began scissoring them, Jensen was starting to buck back on them.
“You okay?” Jared asked placing gentle kisses on his lower back.
With his face down in the mattress he muffled an affirmative. Then tilting his head to the side, Jensen provided, “Yes,” groan, “yeah, I’m good.”
If Jared tongue fucking him earlier was the height of sensation, then the introduction to a third finger sent Jensen through the stratosphere. Every push-pull of fingers tugged on his hole, which seemed to be a direct link to his quickly re-hardening cock. On one particular thrust, Jared grazed a spot inside him and his world went white behind his eyes and he almost passed out.
“Stay with me Jens,” Jared whispered in his ear. “Stay with me baby.”
He ignored the endearment, because Jared managed to spread his three fingers apart, redefining Jensen’s meaning of the word full with every passing minute. Jared continued the slow thrusts of his fingers as he ripped the condom package open and rolled it on his own cock.
“I think you’re ready now Jensen,” Jared said with a reassuring squeeze of Jensen’s hip.
Jensen breathed out a whispered, “Wait…”
That’s when he felt it, the head of Jared’s huge cock at his opening and he forgot what he was saying. Jensen’s cock twitched, as Jared breached him, and the rest of Jared’s huge cock entered him slowly. Inch. By. Inch.
The burn was all Jensen could think about. Wounded noises escaping his lips when Jared was pressed against him, his cock completely inside. He had known it was going to hurt. Thank god Jared stayed still. If he moved, Jensen would surely die from the pain. Jared rambled, “It’s okay baby. It’ll get better in a minute. Just hold on for me. It’ll be good. I promise. I’ll make it so good for you. Just stick with me.” All the while soothingly caressing Jensen’s back, flanks, hips, and thighs.
And soon the pain faded and the word full was redefined again. Jensen was sure that he would never be able to feel this way again. The stretch and burn of Jared inside him, the sparks constantly firing off as Jensen clenched and released around the intrusion, even Jared’s touch slowly turning pain into pleasure.
“God Jens, so fucking tight, feels so good,” Jared said in his ear. “Got to move. You ready?”
Jensen nodded and Jared began to move. The brief feeling of pleasure vanished as Jared slowly pulled out, that was until Jared’s hand reached around and began to slowly jack him off.
Then Jared hit that spot inside him again, tentative thrusts that hit Jensen again and again and he started begging.
“PleasepleaseJared,” he pleaded. Hell he wasn’t even sure what he was begging for, but he knew Jared did.
“I got you Jensen. I got you; you’re taking it so good Jens, taking all of me.” He said as he was tugging on the man’s dick in time with each harder and faster ram forward.
“Come for me,” Jared started chanting. “Come for me.” The last word was said as Jared hit Jensen’s prostate again. The power of his orgasm surged through him so suddenly; he didn’t recognize the wail punched out of him. This time Jensen really did black out for a second, Jared’s name the last thing he remembered.
“Jesus fuck!” was grunted in his ear and he felt Jared go limp above him.
“Heavy, can’t breathe,” Jensen grumbled in Jared’s direction. Still inside him, Jared grabbed Jensen’s hip and rolled them onto their sides. He eased himself out, Jensen hissing at the action, and disposed of the condom. Jared then went to the bathroom, presumably to wash up. Jensen took the opportunity to roll off the bed and get to his room as quickly as his shaky legs would let him. Locking the door behind him, Jensen fell to his bed and began sobbing.
How could he allow himself to be used like that? How could he have enjoyed that? How was he going to look at himself in the mirror? He couldn’t do this anymore. But he couldn’t afford to back out? God, why had he done this?
chapter 6