Fic meme fic for ambiguous_opal Jared/Jensen/Chris/Steve & J2
Title: All That I Ever Wanted
Beta: slashboyz Your speedy beta rocked baby, thanks
Pairing: Jared/Jensen, Jared/Jensen/Chris/Steve
Wordcount: 3415
Rating: NC17
Summary: Jensen has a secret that he needs Jared to know. Chris and Steve are more than happy to help him explain.
ambiguous_opal, this is a combination of two of your prompts honey, taken from here I hope you like :)
Steve lies on the couch watching the others fondly as he strokes his hand through Chris’ hair absently. Rolling on to his side he smiles when Jensen turns his head to make eye contact. Steve raises an eyebrow in Jared’s direction and smirks when Jensen blushes. “How you doing there Jay?”
Jared’s head snaps up and he focuses on Steve with hazy eyes. “I think I’m improvin’”, he drawls. “Am I Jen?” he turns his head to check his response and smiles happily when Jensen nods.
They’ve been drinking steadily since Chris and Steve arrived earlier in the night. Both had their guitar cases, much to Jared’s delight. He was always trying, unsuccessfully, to get Jensen to teach him, so Jared repeatedly fumbled through the few chords he knew. Jared enjoyed torturing Jensen, hoping one day he would agree in the interest of saving his own ears. It wasn’t until an hour ago when Chris had sat down beside him on the carpeted floor and offered to teach him that Jensen had stepped in. He’d immediately shooed Chris back to the other side of the room and leant down to place Jared’s fingers in the correct position. From his spot, half sprawled on the lounge behind Jared; he’d leaned further down, one hand on Jared’s warm fingers and Jensen’s other hand holding Jared’s arm. Jensen whimpered slightly when his fingers barely closed around the muscled forearm. Once Jared was in the correct position, he’d quickly sat back and snatched up his beer to take a long swallow.
Chris watches them silently, blue eyes tracking the movement of Jared’s fingers and then the way Jensen’s gazing at the same thing. “Jen, want to help me with some more beers?” he asks as he slowly rises, a finger dragging along the thigh of Steve’s jeans as he passes.
Jensen’s gaze tightens at the touch, and he glances down to check Jared hadn’t noticed it. As far as Jared knows, Jensen and Chris are long term fuck buddies, turning to each other when there are no significant others on the scene. Jared had been surprised when Jensen had told him, having always assumed that Chris and Steve were together in some way. Little did he know that he was actually correct and Chris and Steve were together, while Jensen and Chris were still fucking. And Steve was fucking them both. The three of them didn’t get a chance to be together often, but when they did, they certainly made up for lost time. Most of their time spent together was in bed, or some other horizontal surface. Jensen snorts as he remembers the odd times against vertical surfaces too.
“What are you thinking about princess,” Chris breathes as he presses Jensen against the fridge.
Jensen leans slightly forward into Chris’ body, pressing brief kisses against the throat before him. “Jay.”
“Think about him a lot d’ya Jensen?” Chris murmurs.
Jensen grins as he pulls away, head dropping back against the fridge door. “All the fuckin time man.”
“Mm-hmm, not surprised. You found yourself a damn fine Texan boy there.” Chris leans closer, hands pressed to the metal on each side of Jensen’s head. He bites Jensen’s bottom lip gently before kissing him, long and hard.
“Hey you two. Hurry the fu-” Jared’s slur chokes to an abrupt halt and he stares at Jensen’s glazed eyes for a moment before his eyes dip to take in the lips Chris has just ravaged. “Fuck. Sorry guys,” he mutters, cheeks turning an adorable shade of pink. He pivots on his heel trying to leave the kitchen but stumbles into Steve who followed him.
Chris and Jensen are still frozen, staring at the two men in the doorway. Jensen stifles a moan when Steve turns Jared to face them, gentle hands resting on Jared’s waist. He leans forward and whispers against Jared’s ear. “Fucking hot isn’t it? Watching them together.” Jared’s eyes fall shut and he groans low in his throat. Steve’s hands tighten and one slides further forward to rest over Jared’s hip, pinky finger dipping into the pocket of Jared’s jeans.
“Steve,” Jensen grits out, a warning that Steve immediately acknowledges by stepping back and reluctantly lifting his hands away from Jared.
Jared’s eyes open and he shoots a bewildered look between Chris and Jensen. He slowly turns to go back to the lounge, glancing at them again as he does so. Biting his lip, Jared narrows his eyes, focusing on Jensen’s lips. “I’m gonna. Go. In there,” he stammers before quickly disappearing.
Chris sighs in relief when he hears the low murmur of voices and Steve tuning Jared’s guitar. “You ready for this?” he asks Jensen seriously as he opens beer bottles.
Jensen nods quickly and locks his gaze with Chris. “I have to be Chris. Can’t keep my hands off him any longer.”
Laughing softly in response, Chris stands in front of him. “Surprised you lasted this long. Steve and I thought you two would be fucking like bunnies by now.”
“Wasn’t sure he’d be interested,” Jensen says quietly, unsure of himself.
Chris stops still, jaw dropping open in shock. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Jensen shakes his head silently. “You didn’t see that? The way he looked at you like a hunter stalking his prey?”
Jensen laughs it off. “You’re being stupid man. You’re fucking drunk.” Jensen goes to walk past Chris, jerking to a stop when Chris grasps his arm.
“You have to be blind dude. He was torn between ripping my hands off you and kissing you himself. How could you not see that?” Chris shakes his head slowly as he walks back into the lounge.
Jared glances up before hurriedly looking down at his guitar again. He shifts restlessly when Jensen sits on the couch by his shoulder and slowly swings his legs up and over Jared’s head to lay lengthwise along the cushions behind his friend.
Chris meets Jensen’s eyes over Jared’s lowered head and they both nod once before looking to Steve. He stares for a long time at Jensen, glancing at Jared briefly before hesitantly giving a small nod.
Jensen exhales, feeling unnerved after Steve’s silent scrutiny. Both men have known for a long time that Jensen wanted Jared and both also understand that this is Jensen’s choice to bring him into their relationship. Recognizing Jensen’s possessiveness of Jared he knows they will both let him take the lead. He places his hands on Jared’s shoulders and pushes him forward just enough for Jensen to slide in behind him.
Shivering at Jensen’s breath over his neck, Jared nearly drops his guitar in surprise as Jensen’s body fits behind his. “Jen?” he asks uncertainly as he tries to turn to Jensen.
“Shh,” Jensen whispers. “Just helping you out.”
Jared relaxes gradually as Jensen reaches around him and places his hands over Jared’s. He breathes in deeply, nearly sighing at Jensen’s distinctive scent of citrus based cologne mixed with cigarette smoke and alcohol. He makes his hand go pliant and lets Jensen move and guide them as he pleases.
Jensen can feel Jared’s strong body gradually relax against him and their combined weight forces him to lean back against the lounge, taking Jared with him. He widens his legs to fit around Jared’s and can’t help noticing Jared’s breath is raspy and uneven. He drops one hand to rest on Jared’s thigh and muffles a groan at the tight muscle he can feel. Softly he touches his lips to the back of Jared’s neck, pressing softly before pulling back.
Jared startles at the intimate touch and can’t help but be grateful for the guitar covering his half hard cock. He watches Chris as he moves across the floor to kneel in front of them and Jared wonders if this is the moment that Chris is going to claim Jensen, most likely by punching Jared, especially if he knew the very un-friend like thoughts Jared’s been having recently. Suddenly Steve drops to his knees too and stalks across the floor to lay a hand possessively over the jut of Chris’ hip. Jared’s wishing he hadn’t drank as much as he gazes between Steve’s hand and how Chris automatically reaches a hand back to cup Steve’s ass. He leans back against Jensen as he watches and is surprised to notice he can’t feel any evidence of tension in the warm body behind him. Jensen must be okay with this, he ponders. Closing his eyes for a moment, he suddenly opens them at the sound of kissing. Jared gasps as he blinks and tries to focus on Chris and Steve kissing desperately. “Jesus…” he breathes.
Chris breaks the kiss and moves forward to place his hands over Jared’s and Jensen’s on the guitar. Slowly he lifts their still linked hands away before passing the instrument to Steve so he can place it safely out of reach. He comes back, leaning in to kiss Jensen quickly before he settles back, turning his head to kiss Steve thoroughly.
Turning his head to look at Jensen, Jared bites his lower lip and moans slightly. Jensen smiles softly at him before turning Jared’s head back to face the other men with gentle hands. Jared watches them kiss and grasp each other as Jensen kisses along the nape of his neck. “Jensen?” he whispers hungrily. “Tell me this is okay.”
Steve pulls back to answer on Jensen’s behalf. “We were hoping it would be okay with you Jay.”
“But Jen and Chris…Aren’t they?” He stares at Chris. “I’ve seen you two together,” Jared stammers.
“We are,” Jensen whispers against his ear. “We want you too Jared. Wanted you for so fucking long.” Moving his hand to rest on Jared’s hip, his thumb strokes frustratingly slow circles over Jared’s stomach.
Jared gazes between the three men in amazement. “You’re all…Together?”
Chris nods, a fierce stare challenging Jared to withhold any judgment and Jensen tenses, body going rigid.
Steve ducks his head before looking up at Jared. “We’ve been together for awhile now. We just don’t get to be together much so it’s normally just Chris and I. You already knew about Jensen and Chris so we just left it at that. At the start we weren’t sure how you’d cope with finding out the truth about our relationship.”
Jared slumps back against Jensen’s chest, turning his head to press a kiss to his neck. “Do you want me?” he asks softly but with eyes only for Jensen.
Jensen nods once immediately. Steve waits for Chris to nod and smirk before giving Jared a content smile. “Yes Jared, we want you. Especially Jensen.”
Feeling Jensen begin to relax again, Jared slides his ass further back so he’s flush against Jensen’s crotch. The move forces a whimper from Jensen and Jared notices Chris’ lips lift in what looks to be a horny smile. Taking the hands that Chris holds out to him, Jared lets himself be pulled forward. Jensen’s hands touch his waist as he guides Jared into Chris’ arms.
Leaning forward Chris kisses Jared’s cheek and whispers one word. “Welcome…” Steve kisses the other cheek and smiles fondly. They lay Jared down on the thick rug covering the cool wooden floorboards and Jensen moves to his side laying facing Jared as Chris finally lays Steve beside him. Both men roll to face Jared and Jensen.
Steve wraps an arm around Chris’ waist and pulls him half on top of him as Jensen begins to unbutton Jared’s shirt. They gently grind against each other with enough pressure to keep them aroused, the continual stimulation driving them both crazy.
With each new patch of skin revealed Jensen kisses the heated skin following every other kiss with a lick or sometimes a small nip with sharp white teeth. Getting to his knees, Jensen slides the unbuttoned shirt over his shoulders and down his arms. He takes a moment to trace the lean body with his eyes and the tip of a finger causing Jared to shiver. Leaning over Jared, Jensen grabs Chris, tangling his hand in dark hair as they kiss hungrily. Steve takes advantage of their distraction and leans in to kiss Jared’s collarbone, tongue slipping in to the dip between the bones. Jared tips his head back, moaning softly as he watches Chris and Jensen kiss.
Jensen reluctantly pulls away, eyes darkening as they take in Jared’s wanton pose. He swoops down and sucks a bruise into the skin, eyes meeting Steve’s as they both work on each side of Jared.
“Fuck,” Jared breathes as he feels Chris’ hands at his waist. He lifts his hips as Chris unbuttons the fly of his jeans and kicks them off after Chris has slowly slid them the length on his legs. Spreading his thighs, Jared moans as Jensen moves into the space. Jared watches as Chris moves to the other side of him and Steve lies down on the other side. They both roll on to their sides facing Jared so they are both bracketing Jared’s body. Trailing fingers and lips over Jared’s exposed stomach and chest; they draw whimpers and a moan from Jared’s wet lips.
Jensen kneels between Jared’s legs and watches the three of them for a long moment until Jared looks up at him, eyes needy and desperate. “God. Jared. So fucking sexy…” he whispers as he leans down to press a kiss to his hipbone. Jensen lays a hand each on Chris and Steve’s hips as he sucks another bruise into Jared’s skin. Sighing possessively, Jensen is happy to notice that neither Chris or Steve are leaving their own mark on Jared’s tanned skin. Their lips trail over skin, kissing softly but not leaving a mark to be found or noticed later. Both men know Jensen well enough to know that is a pleasure that he wants to keep for himself, just as Chris and Steve have their own small things they keep between themselves. They move as one and both take a nipple into their mouth as Jensen cups Jared’s cock for the first time. Jensen groans at Jared calling his name, voice rough with desire.
“Please Jen. Need you…” Jared’s not even sure what he’s begging for but he knows he wants more of everything, more of Jensen. His body shivers, overcome with sensation as the men surrounding him work their magic.
Holding eye contact Jensen bends low, sliding down to lay between Jared’s legs. He kisses his way down Jared’s chest, pausing to nudge Chris’ head up for a quick kiss before he stops at Jared’s stomach. Looking down at the heavy cock covered only in cotton boxers, Jensen breathes over the damp spot before moving lower to nuzzle Jared’s balls.
Steve lifts his head to watch Jensen as he teases Jared and grins at the sight they make together. He had worried about the dynamic of bringing Jared into their group but so far it was flowing okay, he just hoped it continued to be okay as Jensen turns to Jared more and more. Steve knows it’s inevitable that he will, he’s just not sure that Chris has realized that yet. Shaken out of his thoughts, he feels Chris tugging on his shirt. He nods when Chris motions for them to get undressed and they both stand silently, he moves to Chris’ side and they start undressing each other, trading kisses as they do so.
Jensen grins at the couple as they make out and slides up Jared’s chest again. Taking Jared’s mouth, Jensen kisses him lazily as their hips move slowly against each other. Levering himself up, Jensen places his hands on each side of Jared’s head as he moves harder, faster. He keeps moving, the denim of his pants creating friction against the light cotton of Jared’s boxers and forcing a moan from Jared. As he moves, he dips down to kiss Jared.
Jared pants, cheeks flushed as they kiss, his legs wrapping up and around Jensen’s hips as he lets Jensen give them the pressure they both desperately need. The kiss turns dirty and wet, mouths open and breathing into each other as their thrusts make them uncoordinated and clumsy. “So hot Jen. Want you inside me,” Jared moans loudly.
Chris and Steve both freeze, half undressed and mouths dropped open in surprise. Jensen glances up at them as he rocks harder and goes rigid. “Jared! Fuck…” Jensen cries out as his orgasm fills his jeans like a horny teenager.
Jared shudders and reaches up to kiss Jensen’s neck, rolling his hips faster he nips the skin, leaving little marks that he wants to kiss later, when they are alone.
Jensen pulls back slightly to loosen Jared’s legs from his hips and slides lower, he wastes no time in yanking down the boxers and taking Jared into his mouth, mouth slurping messily as he tries to get Jared off as quick as possible. He needs this first orgasm to be from him, for him. Chris and Steve are beside them again, both stoking their own cocks as they focus on Jensen’s mouth. Knowing they’re watching gets Jensen working harder as he mentally curses himself for coming before Jared was ready.
Jared lays a hand on Jensen’s nape, holding him still as Jared starts to slowly slide his cock in and out with shallow thrusts of his hips. Chris growls as he watches, quickly moving to kneel behind Jensen.
Knowing exactly what Chris wants, Jensen gets his knees under him and widens his legs to allow Chris the access he needs. He hears Steve moving and sees him kneel over Jared’s chest facing Jensen, stroking his cock.
“Look at you Jen. You got your hands on him finally, and he loves it,” Steve says, voice low and rasping as he makes eye contact with Chris.
Jensen moans around Jared’s cock as Chris’ tongue swipes over his exposed ass. He shakes off Jared’s hands and bobs his head, letting the heavy cock slide over his tongue. Sensation overwhelms him as Chris slides a finger inside, agile tongue licking around the rim before dipping in beside his finger.
Jared growls and reaches up to grasp Steve’s hip with one hand and reaching the other around to close his fist around Steve’s cock. He links his fingers with Steve’s and they stroke the heated skin together, Jared panting heavily from Jensen’s efforts. “Jensen. Can’t hold it…gonna come,” he whimpers.
Sucking at the head, Jensen hollows his cheeks and runs his tongue through the slit. Feeling the salty come flow over his tongue he closes his fingers softly around Jared’s cock and strokes near the base as he lets Jared empty into his mouth. He rocks back against Chris’ face before he gets to his knees and turns his head to kiss Chris.
Cupping Jensen’s head Chris bites his lower lip and plunges his tongue in, seeking the combination of Jared’s and Jensen’s tastes. The kiss grows messy as Steve gently pulls Jensen away so he can place his own lips to Chris’.
Jensen slides out from between them as they kiss and kneels beside Jared. He smiles softly as Jared lays back and looks up at him. “You okay?” Jensen whispers softly, craving some privacy with Jared.
Jared nods quickly and reaches out to run his thumb over Jensen’s lip. “Am now. Now that I have you,” he responds. He glances over Jensen’s shoulder and nods towards Chris and Steve who are now stroking each other as they kiss, long and lazily. “And them…” he says curiously.
Jensen nods and leans closer. “Most of the time it will be just us though,” he whispers against Jared’s ear. “Is that okay?”
Jared pulls Jensen down to him and takes his mouth in a hungry kiss. “It’s all I ever wanted,” Jared smiles.
Jensen turns at the sounds of Chris and Steve moaning and he lays a hand on Jared’s chest as they both watch the other men come, shivering and shuddering through their orgasms.
One year later when the four of them celebrate that first night and all the other nights together, Jared smiles happily. He leans forward to kiss Jensen, slowly stroking Steve’s cock and grinds his ass back against Chris’ groin where they have stopped near the front door. Somehow, even though no one expects it and no one but them can figure it out... It works, and Jared’s pretty sure they're all okay with that.
Beta: slashboyz Your speedy beta rocked baby, thanks
Pairing: Jared/Jensen, Jared/Jensen/Chris/Steve
Wordcount: 3415
Rating: NC17
Summary: Jensen has a secret that he needs Jared to know. Chris and Steve are more than happy to help him explain.
ambiguous_opal, this is a combination of two of your prompts honey, taken from here I hope you like :)
Steve lies on the couch watching the others fondly as he strokes his hand through Chris’ hair absently. Rolling on to his side he smiles when Jensen turns his head to make eye contact. Steve raises an eyebrow in Jared’s direction and smirks when Jensen blushes. “How you doing there Jay?”
Jared’s head snaps up and he focuses on Steve with hazy eyes. “I think I’m improvin’”, he drawls. “Am I Jen?” he turns his head to check his response and smiles happily when Jensen nods.
They’ve been drinking steadily since Chris and Steve arrived earlier in the night. Both had their guitar cases, much to Jared’s delight. He was always trying, unsuccessfully, to get Jensen to teach him, so Jared repeatedly fumbled through the few chords he knew. Jared enjoyed torturing Jensen, hoping one day he would agree in the interest of saving his own ears. It wasn’t until an hour ago when Chris had sat down beside him on the carpeted floor and offered to teach him that Jensen had stepped in. He’d immediately shooed Chris back to the other side of the room and leant down to place Jared’s fingers in the correct position. From his spot, half sprawled on the lounge behind Jared; he’d leaned further down, one hand on Jared’s warm fingers and Jensen’s other hand holding Jared’s arm. Jensen whimpered slightly when his fingers barely closed around the muscled forearm. Once Jared was in the correct position, he’d quickly sat back and snatched up his beer to take a long swallow.
Chris watches them silently, blue eyes tracking the movement of Jared’s fingers and then the way Jensen’s gazing at the same thing. “Jen, want to help me with some more beers?” he asks as he slowly rises, a finger dragging along the thigh of Steve’s jeans as he passes.
Jensen’s gaze tightens at the touch, and he glances down to check Jared hadn’t noticed it. As far as Jared knows, Jensen and Chris are long term fuck buddies, turning to each other when there are no significant others on the scene. Jared had been surprised when Jensen had told him, having always assumed that Chris and Steve were together in some way. Little did he know that he was actually correct and Chris and Steve were together, while Jensen and Chris were still fucking. And Steve was fucking them both. The three of them didn’t get a chance to be together often, but when they did, they certainly made up for lost time. Most of their time spent together was in bed, or some other horizontal surface. Jensen snorts as he remembers the odd times against vertical surfaces too.
“What are you thinking about princess,” Chris breathes as he presses Jensen against the fridge.
Jensen leans slightly forward into Chris’ body, pressing brief kisses against the throat before him. “Jay.”
“Think about him a lot d’ya Jensen?” Chris murmurs.
Jensen grins as he pulls away, head dropping back against the fridge door. “All the fuckin time man.”
“Mm-hmm, not surprised. You found yourself a damn fine Texan boy there.” Chris leans closer, hands pressed to the metal on each side of Jensen’s head. He bites Jensen’s bottom lip gently before kissing him, long and hard.
“Hey you two. Hurry the fu-” Jared’s slur chokes to an abrupt halt and he stares at Jensen’s glazed eyes for a moment before his eyes dip to take in the lips Chris has just ravaged. “Fuck. Sorry guys,” he mutters, cheeks turning an adorable shade of pink. He pivots on his heel trying to leave the kitchen but stumbles into Steve who followed him.
Chris and Jensen are still frozen, staring at the two men in the doorway. Jensen stifles a moan when Steve turns Jared to face them, gentle hands resting on Jared’s waist. He leans forward and whispers against Jared’s ear. “Fucking hot isn’t it? Watching them together.” Jared’s eyes fall shut and he groans low in his throat. Steve’s hands tighten and one slides further forward to rest over Jared’s hip, pinky finger dipping into the pocket of Jared’s jeans.
“Steve,” Jensen grits out, a warning that Steve immediately acknowledges by stepping back and reluctantly lifting his hands away from Jared.
Jared’s eyes open and he shoots a bewildered look between Chris and Jensen. He slowly turns to go back to the lounge, glancing at them again as he does so. Biting his lip, Jared narrows his eyes, focusing on Jensen’s lips. “I’m gonna. Go. In there,” he stammers before quickly disappearing.
Chris sighs in relief when he hears the low murmur of voices and Steve tuning Jared’s guitar. “You ready for this?” he asks Jensen seriously as he opens beer bottles.
Jensen nods quickly and locks his gaze with Chris. “I have to be Chris. Can’t keep my hands off him any longer.”
Laughing softly in response, Chris stands in front of him. “Surprised you lasted this long. Steve and I thought you two would be fucking like bunnies by now.”
“Wasn’t sure he’d be interested,” Jensen says quietly, unsure of himself.
Chris stops still, jaw dropping open in shock. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Jensen shakes his head silently. “You didn’t see that? The way he looked at you like a hunter stalking his prey?”
Jensen laughs it off. “You’re being stupid man. You’re fucking drunk.” Jensen goes to walk past Chris, jerking to a stop when Chris grasps his arm.
“You have to be blind dude. He was torn between ripping my hands off you and kissing you himself. How could you not see that?” Chris shakes his head slowly as he walks back into the lounge.
Jared glances up before hurriedly looking down at his guitar again. He shifts restlessly when Jensen sits on the couch by his shoulder and slowly swings his legs up and over Jared’s head to lay lengthwise along the cushions behind his friend.
Chris meets Jensen’s eyes over Jared’s lowered head and they both nod once before looking to Steve. He stares for a long time at Jensen, glancing at Jared briefly before hesitantly giving a small nod.
Jensen exhales, feeling unnerved after Steve’s silent scrutiny. Both men have known for a long time that Jensen wanted Jared and both also understand that this is Jensen’s choice to bring him into their relationship. Recognizing Jensen’s possessiveness of Jared he knows they will both let him take the lead. He places his hands on Jared’s shoulders and pushes him forward just enough for Jensen to slide in behind him.
Shivering at Jensen’s breath over his neck, Jared nearly drops his guitar in surprise as Jensen’s body fits behind his. “Jen?” he asks uncertainly as he tries to turn to Jensen.
“Shh,” Jensen whispers. “Just helping you out.”
Jared relaxes gradually as Jensen reaches around him and places his hands over Jared’s. He breathes in deeply, nearly sighing at Jensen’s distinctive scent of citrus based cologne mixed with cigarette smoke and alcohol. He makes his hand go pliant and lets Jensen move and guide them as he pleases.
Jensen can feel Jared’s strong body gradually relax against him and their combined weight forces him to lean back against the lounge, taking Jared with him. He widens his legs to fit around Jared’s and can’t help noticing Jared’s breath is raspy and uneven. He drops one hand to rest on Jared’s thigh and muffles a groan at the tight muscle he can feel. Softly he touches his lips to the back of Jared’s neck, pressing softly before pulling back.
Jared startles at the intimate touch and can’t help but be grateful for the guitar covering his half hard cock. He watches Chris as he moves across the floor to kneel in front of them and Jared wonders if this is the moment that Chris is going to claim Jensen, most likely by punching Jared, especially if he knew the very un-friend like thoughts Jared’s been having recently. Suddenly Steve drops to his knees too and stalks across the floor to lay a hand possessively over the jut of Chris’ hip. Jared’s wishing he hadn’t drank as much as he gazes between Steve’s hand and how Chris automatically reaches a hand back to cup Steve’s ass. He leans back against Jensen as he watches and is surprised to notice he can’t feel any evidence of tension in the warm body behind him. Jensen must be okay with this, he ponders. Closing his eyes for a moment, he suddenly opens them at the sound of kissing. Jared gasps as he blinks and tries to focus on Chris and Steve kissing desperately. “Jesus…” he breathes.
Chris breaks the kiss and moves forward to place his hands over Jared’s and Jensen’s on the guitar. Slowly he lifts their still linked hands away before passing the instrument to Steve so he can place it safely out of reach. He comes back, leaning in to kiss Jensen quickly before he settles back, turning his head to kiss Steve thoroughly.
Turning his head to look at Jensen, Jared bites his lower lip and moans slightly. Jensen smiles softly at him before turning Jared’s head back to face the other men with gentle hands. Jared watches them kiss and grasp each other as Jensen kisses along the nape of his neck. “Jensen?” he whispers hungrily. “Tell me this is okay.”
Steve pulls back to answer on Jensen’s behalf. “We were hoping it would be okay with you Jay.”
“But Jen and Chris…Aren’t they?” He stares at Chris. “I’ve seen you two together,” Jared stammers.
“We are,” Jensen whispers against his ear. “We want you too Jared. Wanted you for so fucking long.” Moving his hand to rest on Jared’s hip, his thumb strokes frustratingly slow circles over Jared’s stomach.
Jared gazes between the three men in amazement. “You’re all…Together?”
Chris nods, a fierce stare challenging Jared to withhold any judgment and Jensen tenses, body going rigid.
Steve ducks his head before looking up at Jared. “We’ve been together for awhile now. We just don’t get to be together much so it’s normally just Chris and I. You already knew about Jensen and Chris so we just left it at that. At the start we weren’t sure how you’d cope with finding out the truth about our relationship.”
Jared slumps back against Jensen’s chest, turning his head to press a kiss to his neck. “Do you want me?” he asks softly but with eyes only for Jensen.
Jensen nods once immediately. Steve waits for Chris to nod and smirk before giving Jared a content smile. “Yes Jared, we want you. Especially Jensen.”
Feeling Jensen begin to relax again, Jared slides his ass further back so he’s flush against Jensen’s crotch. The move forces a whimper from Jensen and Jared notices Chris’ lips lift in what looks to be a horny smile. Taking the hands that Chris holds out to him, Jared lets himself be pulled forward. Jensen’s hands touch his waist as he guides Jared into Chris’ arms.
Leaning forward Chris kisses Jared’s cheek and whispers one word. “Welcome…” Steve kisses the other cheek and smiles fondly. They lay Jared down on the thick rug covering the cool wooden floorboards and Jensen moves to his side laying facing Jared as Chris finally lays Steve beside him. Both men roll to face Jared and Jensen.
Steve wraps an arm around Chris’ waist and pulls him half on top of him as Jensen begins to unbutton Jared’s shirt. They gently grind against each other with enough pressure to keep them aroused, the continual stimulation driving them both crazy.
With each new patch of skin revealed Jensen kisses the heated skin following every other kiss with a lick or sometimes a small nip with sharp white teeth. Getting to his knees, Jensen slides the unbuttoned shirt over his shoulders and down his arms. He takes a moment to trace the lean body with his eyes and the tip of a finger causing Jared to shiver. Leaning over Jared, Jensen grabs Chris, tangling his hand in dark hair as they kiss hungrily. Steve takes advantage of their distraction and leans in to kiss Jared’s collarbone, tongue slipping in to the dip between the bones. Jared tips his head back, moaning softly as he watches Chris and Jensen kiss.
Jensen reluctantly pulls away, eyes darkening as they take in Jared’s wanton pose. He swoops down and sucks a bruise into the skin, eyes meeting Steve’s as they both work on each side of Jared.
“Fuck,” Jared breathes as he feels Chris’ hands at his waist. He lifts his hips as Chris unbuttons the fly of his jeans and kicks them off after Chris has slowly slid them the length on his legs. Spreading his thighs, Jared moans as Jensen moves into the space. Jared watches as Chris moves to the other side of him and Steve lies down on the other side. They both roll on to their sides facing Jared so they are both bracketing Jared’s body. Trailing fingers and lips over Jared’s exposed stomach and chest; they draw whimpers and a moan from Jared’s wet lips.
Jensen kneels between Jared’s legs and watches the three of them for a long moment until Jared looks up at him, eyes needy and desperate. “God. Jared. So fucking sexy…” he whispers as he leans down to press a kiss to his hipbone. Jensen lays a hand each on Chris and Steve’s hips as he sucks another bruise into Jared’s skin. Sighing possessively, Jensen is happy to notice that neither Chris or Steve are leaving their own mark on Jared’s tanned skin. Their lips trail over skin, kissing softly but not leaving a mark to be found or noticed later. Both men know Jensen well enough to know that is a pleasure that he wants to keep for himself, just as Chris and Steve have their own small things they keep between themselves. They move as one and both take a nipple into their mouth as Jensen cups Jared’s cock for the first time. Jensen groans at Jared calling his name, voice rough with desire.
“Please Jen. Need you…” Jared’s not even sure what he’s begging for but he knows he wants more of everything, more of Jensen. His body shivers, overcome with sensation as the men surrounding him work their magic.
Holding eye contact Jensen bends low, sliding down to lay between Jared’s legs. He kisses his way down Jared’s chest, pausing to nudge Chris’ head up for a quick kiss before he stops at Jared’s stomach. Looking down at the heavy cock covered only in cotton boxers, Jensen breathes over the damp spot before moving lower to nuzzle Jared’s balls.
Steve lifts his head to watch Jensen as he teases Jared and grins at the sight they make together. He had worried about the dynamic of bringing Jared into their group but so far it was flowing okay, he just hoped it continued to be okay as Jensen turns to Jared more and more. Steve knows it’s inevitable that he will, he’s just not sure that Chris has realized that yet. Shaken out of his thoughts, he feels Chris tugging on his shirt. He nods when Chris motions for them to get undressed and they both stand silently, he moves to Chris’ side and they start undressing each other, trading kisses as they do so.
Jensen grins at the couple as they make out and slides up Jared’s chest again. Taking Jared’s mouth, Jensen kisses him lazily as their hips move slowly against each other. Levering himself up, Jensen places his hands on each side of Jared’s head as he moves harder, faster. He keeps moving, the denim of his pants creating friction against the light cotton of Jared’s boxers and forcing a moan from Jared. As he moves, he dips down to kiss Jared.
Jared pants, cheeks flushed as they kiss, his legs wrapping up and around Jensen’s hips as he lets Jensen give them the pressure they both desperately need. The kiss turns dirty and wet, mouths open and breathing into each other as their thrusts make them uncoordinated and clumsy. “So hot Jen. Want you inside me,” Jared moans loudly.
Chris and Steve both freeze, half undressed and mouths dropped open in surprise. Jensen glances up at them as he rocks harder and goes rigid. “Jared! Fuck…” Jensen cries out as his orgasm fills his jeans like a horny teenager.
Jared shudders and reaches up to kiss Jensen’s neck, rolling his hips faster he nips the skin, leaving little marks that he wants to kiss later, when they are alone.
Jensen pulls back slightly to loosen Jared’s legs from his hips and slides lower, he wastes no time in yanking down the boxers and taking Jared into his mouth, mouth slurping messily as he tries to get Jared off as quick as possible. He needs this first orgasm to be from him, for him. Chris and Steve are beside them again, both stoking their own cocks as they focus on Jensen’s mouth. Knowing they’re watching gets Jensen working harder as he mentally curses himself for coming before Jared was ready.
Jared lays a hand on Jensen’s nape, holding him still as Jared starts to slowly slide his cock in and out with shallow thrusts of his hips. Chris growls as he watches, quickly moving to kneel behind Jensen.
Knowing exactly what Chris wants, Jensen gets his knees under him and widens his legs to allow Chris the access he needs. He hears Steve moving and sees him kneel over Jared’s chest facing Jensen, stroking his cock.
“Look at you Jen. You got your hands on him finally, and he loves it,” Steve says, voice low and rasping as he makes eye contact with Chris.
Jensen moans around Jared’s cock as Chris’ tongue swipes over his exposed ass. He shakes off Jared’s hands and bobs his head, letting the heavy cock slide over his tongue. Sensation overwhelms him as Chris slides a finger inside, agile tongue licking around the rim before dipping in beside his finger.
Jared growls and reaches up to grasp Steve’s hip with one hand and reaching the other around to close his fist around Steve’s cock. He links his fingers with Steve’s and they stroke the heated skin together, Jared panting heavily from Jensen’s efforts. “Jensen. Can’t hold it…gonna come,” he whimpers.
Sucking at the head, Jensen hollows his cheeks and runs his tongue through the slit. Feeling the salty come flow over his tongue he closes his fingers softly around Jared’s cock and strokes near the base as he lets Jared empty into his mouth. He rocks back against Chris’ face before he gets to his knees and turns his head to kiss Chris.
Cupping Jensen’s head Chris bites his lower lip and plunges his tongue in, seeking the combination of Jared’s and Jensen’s tastes. The kiss grows messy as Steve gently pulls Jensen away so he can place his own lips to Chris’.
Jensen slides out from between them as they kiss and kneels beside Jared. He smiles softly as Jared lays back and looks up at him. “You okay?” Jensen whispers softly, craving some privacy with Jared.
Jared nods quickly and reaches out to run his thumb over Jensen’s lip. “Am now. Now that I have you,” he responds. He glances over Jensen’s shoulder and nods towards Chris and Steve who are now stroking each other as they kiss, long and lazily. “And them…” he says curiously.
Jensen nods and leans closer. “Most of the time it will be just us though,” he whispers against Jared’s ear. “Is that okay?”
Jared pulls Jensen down to him and takes his mouth in a hungry kiss. “It’s all I ever wanted,” Jared smiles.
Jensen turns at the sounds of Chris and Steve moaning and he lays a hand on Jared’s chest as they both watch the other men come, shivering and shuddering through their orgasms.
One year later when the four of them celebrate that first night and all the other nights together, Jared smiles happily. He leans forward to kiss Jensen, slowly stroking Steve’s cock and grinds his ass back against Chris’ groin where they have stopped near the front door. Somehow, even though no one expects it and no one but them can figure it out... It works, and Jared’s pretty sure they're all okay with that.