The Few, The Proud, The Broken 13/?
Title: The Few, The Proud, The Broken 13/?
Author: krebsbach
Pairing: Jensen/Jared
Summary: Jensen is a Marine suffering PTSD who just wants to be left alone. Jared is the Psychologist trying to help him.
Beta’d by: orvida
Warning: NC-17, POW Torture, rape
Notes: Watched a local news story about returning vets that got me thinking about PTSD.
Disclaimer: as usual my twisted brain has the boys doing
naughty things to each other.
Stepping out onto the porch with a steaming cup of coffee in his hand Steve Carlson watched the sun rise. A small farm in Norman Oklahoma was a far cry from the smog filled traffic jams of LA or the busy hum of Nashville. It was where his partner of close to 20 years Christian Kane had wanted to call home and Steve was more than happy to join him.
He could hear stumbling and cursing signaling Christian was awake. Steve smiled when he looked over his shoulder. Christian’s stormy blue eyes were half mast his mahogany hair sticking up at odd angles. Steve picked up the coffee cup he had placed on the railing handing it to Christian. “Almost missed the sun rise sleepy head.”
Christian leaned into Steve rubbing his stubbly face against the other man’s neck. “You’re more beautiful than any sun rise baby. Love you.”
Turning Steve pressed a kiss to Christian’s forehead. “Love you too.” Lacing his fingers through Christian’s Steve tugged him over to the porch swing. “What are you going to do about Jensen’s Doctor problem?”
Christian sipped his coffee. “First I am going to knock Jenny boy on his pretty little ass for not keeping in touch. Then I am going to take the almighty VA hospital board to wood shed.”
Jared rolled over falling off the sectional onto the floor with a thud. “Shit!” He had fallen asleep on Jensen’s sofa after they spent all night talking about everything but Jared’s problem or Jensen’s PTSD.
Pushing himself up Jared looked at the red glow of the clock on the TV 3am. Getting up he made his way unsteadily to the bathroom. His eyes protested against the soft glow of the bathroom light. Washing his hand Jared looked at his reflection in the mirror. He looked like he was on a three day binge. His jaw sporting scruffy beard, dark circles under his hazel eyes.
Waiting was always the hardest part. The anticipation of what he knew was coming. Jensen laid his forehead against his knees. The smell of his own piss and sweat was making his stomach churn in knots. Jensen could feel the blood and cum draining from his ass soaking his pants and the straw mat he sat on.
He could hear talking outside his prison door. The voice was familiar and American with just a hint of Texas. The door opened and a tall broad shouldered Dr. Jared Padalecki walked through with a big menacing grin. “Hello Jensen. I am here to cure your PTSD with my big dick.” Jared grabbed Jensen dragging him to the table.
“Fuck No!” Jensen frantically fought against Jared’s iron like hold.
Hearing Jensen shout Jared burst into the bedroom. “Jensen! Jensen wake up!” Jared stood beside the bed watching Jensen thrash around. Leaning down Jared slammed his fist into the head board of the bed hopping the noise would snap Jensen awake.
“Shit!” Jensen’s eyes snapped open. His heart slammed inside his chest like he just ran a hundred meter dash.
Jared sat on the end of the bed as Jensen pushed himself up. “Want to tell me about the dream?” Jared asked.
“Not fucking really.” Jensen swore running his fingers through his hair. He could feel Jared’s concern without even looking at him. Jensen knew his dream was fucked up. That all the stress of Jared’s issues had mingled into his nightmares. “Just tell me Doc you never told anyone you would cure their PTSD with your big dick.”
“What? I never.” The pinched confused look on Jared’s face made Jensen laugh. “Was I in your dream tonight?”
“Yeah. Trying to cure me with your big cock.” Jensen answered with dry laugh.
Hurt filled Jared. If Jensen sub conscious was portraying Jared as having sex with patients then Jensen truly didn’t believe he hadn’t slept with Milo. There was no way Jared could prove it so Jensen would never believe it. “I think I should head home. Can you write down Kane’s phone number? I’ll give him a call after I meet with the board if I decide to take legal action.” Jared got up heading toward the door.
Jensen was off his bed grabbing Jared around the waist to stop him. A sharp pain sliced through his leg at the sudden movement making Jensen stumble hard into Jared’s back. Jensen’s full body weight bumping into him knocked Jared off kilter sending both men tumbling to the floor.
“Fuck!” Jensen growled his left leg somehow got trapped under Jared’s legs. He could feel his leg muscles start to tighten and spasm. “Shit!”
Rolling out from under Jensen Jared pushed his hair from his face giving Jensen a panicked look. “Christ Jensen are you ok? What hurts?” Jared asked starting to run his hands up and down Jensen leg.
“Cramp in my thigh. Shit Jared!” Jensen moaned through clinched teeth.
With big sure hands Jared started squeezing and massaging Jensen’s thigh. “Is this helping? Tell me if I am hurting you.” Jared asked with anxious eyes.
The warmth of Jared’s hands on Jensen’s thigh eased the pain in the leg but his dick was now very interested what the Doctor was doing. Jensen looked into Jared’s concerned hazel eyes. “It feels good Doc.” Jensen laced his fingers with Jared’s sliding the hand up toward his cock. “But now it aches here.”
“Jen?” Jared’s heart slammed inside his chest as Jensen placed his hand on his hard cock.
“Why don’t you kiss me big guy.” Jensen cupped Jared’s face.
Leaning toward Jensen Jared hesitantly brushed his lips against Jensen’s, letting his hand curl around Jensen’s hard cock. Pulling back Jared looked into the electric green orbs. “Are you sure Jen?”
“Shut up Doc and go with it. Your big paw is on my dick and I haven’t freaked out yet. I am taking that as a good sign.” Jensen grinned pulling Jared into another kiss.
This needing to feel Jared’s skin Jensen pushed the baggy t-shirt up running his hands down the Doctors sculpted chest. His finger tip teased the small pebbled nipples making Jared hiss. “Like that big guy?” Jensen asked grinning against Jared’s lips.
Jared squeezed Jensen cock gently. “Fuck yeah. But what I really want is to feel your big cock deep in my ass. I want that so bad Jen.” Jared begging leaving nipped kisses along Jensen’s jaw to his neck.
“Shit! God Jared I want that too.” Jensen said pushing Jared onto his back on the bedroom floor laying his body flush against Jared. Jensen kissed his way down Jared’s body pulling the basketball shorts Jared borrowed down as he went. Jensen sucked on Jared’s hip bone leaving a small purple bruise before dragging his tongue along the crease of his leg and groin.
“Fuck Jen!” Jared moaned as hips bucked up. Jared’s finger’s clawed at the floor not wanting to make Jensen feel like he was being forced in any way. He let out a whimper as Jensen pushed Jared’s legs apart settling between them nuzzling his face against the taut ball sack.
Looking eye level with thick pulsing vein that went from Jared balls to the purple leaking mushroom head. Jensen was amazed at how beautiful the thick piece of hard 10 inch flesh was. With the tip of his tongue Jensen traced a wet path up from the base to the oozing head. Pursing his lips around the head Jensen licked the bitter sweet taste of Jared as he played with his heavy balls.
Jensen own cock was throbbing so hard he thought it was going to burst. He didn’t think he would be able to last much longer. Jensen moved up Jared’s body until their cocks were lined together. “I am not going to make it Jay. Fuck.”
“God me too! Gonna cum Jesus!” Jared yelled as his body bowed against Jensen’s. He could feel Jensen’s cum splash against him as they came together.
“Fuck!” Jensen moaned collapsing on top of Jared’s big warm body.
“I don’t think I can move. So is it ok if we just lay here for a bit?” Jared asked wrapping his arms around Jensen. He smiled when the only response he got was a soft snore.”TBC>>>