The Few, The Proud, The Broken 22/?
Yes I am back with an update. I apologize for the long wait. Please bare with me as I get back on the saddle so to speak with the boys. :)
Title: The Few, the Proud, The Broken 22/?
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.
Dr. Hudson entered the conference room to see a longed man setting with his feet propped on the table looking at his cell phone. The man had stacked sterling silver and turquoise bracelets on his wrists and a diamond stud in his ear. Shutting the door forcibly “Who the hell are you?” Hudson demanded.
Christian turned to look at the gray haired man in the dark charcoal suit and slight belly. “Name Christian Kane attorney for Dr. Jared Padalecki. You must be John Hudson.” Christian said deliberately leaving the title of doctor off Hudson’s name.
“It’s Dr. John Hudson.” Hudson growled walking around the long conference table. “Do they not teach manner’s where you come from Mr. Kane?”
“About as much as they teach being an asshole where you are from would be my guess Doc.” Christian let his feet drop to the floor smirking as he watched Hudson’s jaw clinch.
The door to the conference room opened and Gideon Arcadian walked in. “Sorry to be a bit late gentlemen but my morning routine now includes checking my blood sugar. Quite a production let me tell you.” Gideon chuckled. “Kane how is your better half? Still running Carlson ragged trying to keep up with you?”
“You know Steve. He kicks my ass more often than not.” Christian answered with a big grin.
“This is as it should be son.” Gideon said with a smile taking a seat.
“I was unaware you had a relationship with opposing Counsel Gideon.” Hudson said angry laced through his words.
Gideon looked at the doctor. “We are both Harvard Alumni John. We’ve met a few times. Now shall we see if we can settle this issue before we have to face each across a courtroom?”
“My clients will not back down if that is what you and the good doctor are hoping for Gideon. The VA suspended and then fired Dr. Padalecki with performing just a cursory investigation into the tragic events. They gave my client no chance to give his side of the events. In firing him they jeopardized all of his patient’s well-being.” Christian said leaning back in his chair twirling his pen between his long artistic fingers.
“We have numerous patients ready to give depositions that Dr. Padalecki is incompetent, unprofessional and his treatment caused more mental harm then the PTSD they were suffering in the first place.” Hudson said confidently.
Gideon shook his head as Christian just leaned back in his chair showing no visual reaction to John’s words. If the good doctor thought having his own disgruntled patients would throw Kane off his game he was delusional. Gideon knew from experience that there was very little that could make Kane falter in the courtroom.
Christian smirked just a little before reaching into his briefcase. He pulled out six files. “Let’s see who you have on your side John boy.”
Michael Gore Marine Gunnery Sgt. Two tours in Iraq before being shot in the hip when the Taliban ambushed a military transport. Became addicted to prescription pain killers during treatment on top of suffering from PTSD. Gore refused to attend addiction treatment. Per VA policy Dr. Padalecki had to discontinue his PTSD treatment until Gore voluntarily admitted himself for drug addiction.”
Christian put Gore’s file aside and open the next one. “How about Army private Adam Danvers. It’s not the young private who can be giving you an affidavit because he swallowed a bullet from his service revolver after Padalecki refused to treat him for being homosexual like his parents demanded he do.”
“And then there is Private Anderly Bach who was actually faking his PTSD to get more benefits and free room and board at the hospital. His service record shows he never even left US soil during his time in the army.” Christian watched Hudson squirm in his seat. “Should I go on?”
Hudson glowered at the long haired hick lawyer. “We have a dozen more former patients who want to see Padalecki stripped of his medical license. The hospital isn’t going back down from Padalecki’s firing.”
Gideon took his reading glasses off rubbing the bridge of his nose. “John don’t make this anymore adversarial then its needs to be.”
Hudson glared at the older lawyer. “Just who are you representing Gideon? Maybe the hospital should retain a new consult.”
Christian chuckled “I think I’ll let you gentlemen work that out and my clients and I will see you in court.” He said getting up and leaving the conference room.
The smell of coffee drew Jensen into the kitchen. Jared had his head buried in the refrigerator his firm ass sticking out like an invitation, that Jensen couldn’t refuse. Sliding up behind his lover Jensen landed a resounding smack on Jared’s up turned ass.
“Owe!” Jared shouted jerking up smacking the back of his head on the refrigerator shelf. “”Fuck!” Jared turned around with a scowl rubbing his ass and head. “That hurt asshole!”
Jensen chuckled “I couldn’t help it baby. You pretty ass was just sticking out begging to by smacked.” Jensen moved closer to Jared wrapping his arms around him cupping his ass. “Should I kiss it and make it better?”
Grabbing Jensen Jared turned them so Jensen was pressed against the refrigerator door. “I think that would be fitting. But I think I’d rather kiss your sweet ass Mr. Ackles.” Jared whispered against Jensen’s ear.
“Fuck Jay.” Jensen moaned turning his head so he could kiss Jared.
“So fucking beautiful Jensen.” Jared growled against Jensen lips. His hands cupping Jensen’s firm ass lifting up until Jensen had to wrap his legs around Jared’s middle.
“Want you. Need you right now Jay.” Jensen groaned threading his fingers through Jared’s thick mass of mahogany hair.
Jared stepped to the kitchen table sitting Jensen down his hands snaking their way into Jensen’s sleeping pants pushing them down. Jared wrapped his big hand around Jensen’s hard leaking cock. He kissed his way down the pale gold chest teasing his tongue over the pretty pink nubs of Jensen’s nipples.
Jensen’s body bowed on the table. Jared grinned again his chest. “Feel good baby?” Jared trailed the tip of his tongue down dipping down to trace a jaunting hip bone. “Are you still stretched and loose from last night?” Jared asked slipping two long fingers deep into Jensen ass.
“Shit Jared! Please fuck me.” Jensen begged.
“Like that baby?” Jared asked dragging his tongue along the thick vein of Jensen’s hard cock.
“Fuck Jay! Yes!” Jensen moaned bucking against Jared’s wet lips. “Please Jared, fuck me. Want to feel you cum inside me.”
Jared stood up shoving his jogging pants down before lining his already dripping cock with Jensen’s tight hole. “You beg so pretty baby.” Thrusting forward Jared sank his cock to his balls inside Jensen. “So fucking tight and hot baby.”
The sound of sweaty skin slapping against sweaty skin and guttural moans filled the kitchen. Jared slammed his hips frantically he could feel his orgasm tipping over the edge. He wrapped his big hand around Jensen’s throbbing cock jacking it in time with his thrusts. “Gonna cum for me baby? Want to feel you hot cum spill all over my hand.”
“Jared!” “Jensen!” both men shouted as their orgasm’s ripped through their bodies.
Jared buried his face in Jensen’s sweaty neck trying to catch his breath. He felt more then heard Jensen hiss as his spent cock slipped from his ass. Pushing himself up Jared pressed a kiss just below Jensen navel. Jensen continued to lay spread out on the table his eyes closed, he looked like an angel to Jared.
Reaching down Jared pull Jensen up until he was slumped over his shoulder. “Come on baby let’s take a soak in the Jacuzzi.”
“Sounds good to me. Carry me I don’t think my legs work anymore.” Jensen mumbled against the small of Jared’s back.
After their long soak in the Jacuzzi Jared left a sleeping Jensen in bed to clean up the mess they had made in morning. The kitchen look like a mini tornado hit it. The mail Jared set on the table was scattered on the floor. One chair was tipped over and dried cum was crusted on the table. “Yuck!”
Jared gathered the scattered mail taking it into his home office. A letter size manila envelope drew his eye. There was no return address just his name address on the front. Jared opened the envelope tipping the contents out into his hand, a two inch USB stick. Curious Jared sat down at his laptop and plugged the UBS in.
The video that was stored on the USB made his stomach churn with nausea. It was like a how too demonstration of how to fake video surveillance. The first file was of him just relaxing on his sofa alone. The next was of Milo kneeling between a man’s legs obviously performing oral sex on the man. The last file held the altered video that looked like Jared was the man Milo was giving a blow job to.
“What the fuck!”
TBC>>>>>
Title: The Few, the Proud, The Broken 22/?
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.
Dr. Hudson entered the conference room to see a longed man setting with his feet propped on the table looking at his cell phone. The man had stacked sterling silver and turquoise bracelets on his wrists and a diamond stud in his ear. Shutting the door forcibly “Who the hell are you?” Hudson demanded.
Christian turned to look at the gray haired man in the dark charcoal suit and slight belly. “Name Christian Kane attorney for Dr. Jared Padalecki. You must be John Hudson.” Christian said deliberately leaving the title of doctor off Hudson’s name.
“It’s Dr. John Hudson.” Hudson growled walking around the long conference table. “Do they not teach manner’s where you come from Mr. Kane?”
“About as much as they teach being an asshole where you are from would be my guess Doc.” Christian let his feet drop to the floor smirking as he watched Hudson’s jaw clinch.
The door to the conference room opened and Gideon Arcadian walked in. “Sorry to be a bit late gentlemen but my morning routine now includes checking my blood sugar. Quite a production let me tell you.” Gideon chuckled. “Kane how is your better half? Still running Carlson ragged trying to keep up with you?”
“You know Steve. He kicks my ass more often than not.” Christian answered with a big grin.
“This is as it should be son.” Gideon said with a smile taking a seat.
“I was unaware you had a relationship with opposing Counsel Gideon.” Hudson said angry laced through his words.
Gideon looked at the doctor. “We are both Harvard Alumni John. We’ve met a few times. Now shall we see if we can settle this issue before we have to face each across a courtroom?”
“My clients will not back down if that is what you and the good doctor are hoping for Gideon. The VA suspended and then fired Dr. Padalecki with performing just a cursory investigation into the tragic events. They gave my client no chance to give his side of the events. In firing him they jeopardized all of his patient’s well-being.” Christian said leaning back in his chair twirling his pen between his long artistic fingers.
“We have numerous patients ready to give depositions that Dr. Padalecki is incompetent, unprofessional and his treatment caused more mental harm then the PTSD they were suffering in the first place.” Hudson said confidently.
Gideon shook his head as Christian just leaned back in his chair showing no visual reaction to John’s words. If the good doctor thought having his own disgruntled patients would throw Kane off his game he was delusional. Gideon knew from experience that there was very little that could make Kane falter in the courtroom.
Christian smirked just a little before reaching into his briefcase. He pulled out six files. “Let’s see who you have on your side John boy.”
Michael Gore Marine Gunnery Sgt. Two tours in Iraq before being shot in the hip when the Taliban ambushed a military transport. Became addicted to prescription pain killers during treatment on top of suffering from PTSD. Gore refused to attend addiction treatment. Per VA policy Dr. Padalecki had to discontinue his PTSD treatment until Gore voluntarily admitted himself for drug addiction.”
Christian put Gore’s file aside and open the next one. “How about Army private Adam Danvers. It’s not the young private who can be giving you an affidavit because he swallowed a bullet from his service revolver after Padalecki refused to treat him for being homosexual like his parents demanded he do.”
“And then there is Private Anderly Bach who was actually faking his PTSD to get more benefits and free room and board at the hospital. His service record shows he never even left US soil during his time in the army.” Christian watched Hudson squirm in his seat. “Should I go on?”
Hudson glowered at the long haired hick lawyer. “We have a dozen more former patients who want to see Padalecki stripped of his medical license. The hospital isn’t going back down from Padalecki’s firing.”
Gideon took his reading glasses off rubbing the bridge of his nose. “John don’t make this anymore adversarial then its needs to be.”
Hudson glared at the older lawyer. “Just who are you representing Gideon? Maybe the hospital should retain a new consult.”
Christian chuckled “I think I’ll let you gentlemen work that out and my clients and I will see you in court.” He said getting up and leaving the conference room.
The smell of coffee drew Jensen into the kitchen. Jared had his head buried in the refrigerator his firm ass sticking out like an invitation, that Jensen couldn’t refuse. Sliding up behind his lover Jensen landed a resounding smack on Jared’s up turned ass.
“Owe!” Jared shouted jerking up smacking the back of his head on the refrigerator shelf. “”Fuck!” Jared turned around with a scowl rubbing his ass and head. “That hurt asshole!”
Jensen chuckled “I couldn’t help it baby. You pretty ass was just sticking out begging to by smacked.” Jensen moved closer to Jared wrapping his arms around him cupping his ass. “Should I kiss it and make it better?”
Grabbing Jensen Jared turned them so Jensen was pressed against the refrigerator door. “I think that would be fitting. But I think I’d rather kiss your sweet ass Mr. Ackles.” Jared whispered against Jensen’s ear.
“Fuck Jay.” Jensen moaned turning his head so he could kiss Jared.
“So fucking beautiful Jensen.” Jared growled against Jensen lips. His hands cupping Jensen’s firm ass lifting up until Jensen had to wrap his legs around Jared’s middle.
“Want you. Need you right now Jay.” Jensen groaned threading his fingers through Jared’s thick mass of mahogany hair.
Jared stepped to the kitchen table sitting Jensen down his hands snaking their way into Jensen’s sleeping pants pushing them down. Jared wrapped his big hand around Jensen’s hard leaking cock. He kissed his way down the pale gold chest teasing his tongue over the pretty pink nubs of Jensen’s nipples.
Jensen’s body bowed on the table. Jared grinned again his chest. “Feel good baby?” Jared trailed the tip of his tongue down dipping down to trace a jaunting hip bone. “Are you still stretched and loose from last night?” Jared asked slipping two long fingers deep into Jensen ass.
“Shit Jared! Please fuck me.” Jensen begged.
“Like that baby?” Jared asked dragging his tongue along the thick vein of Jensen’s hard cock.
“Fuck Jay! Yes!” Jensen moaned bucking against Jared’s wet lips. “Please Jared, fuck me. Want to feel you cum inside me.”
Jared stood up shoving his jogging pants down before lining his already dripping cock with Jensen’s tight hole. “You beg so pretty baby.” Thrusting forward Jared sank his cock to his balls inside Jensen. “So fucking tight and hot baby.”
The sound of sweaty skin slapping against sweaty skin and guttural moans filled the kitchen. Jared slammed his hips frantically he could feel his orgasm tipping over the edge. He wrapped his big hand around Jensen’s throbbing cock jacking it in time with his thrusts. “Gonna cum for me baby? Want to feel you hot cum spill all over my hand.”
“Jared!” “Jensen!” both men shouted as their orgasm’s ripped through their bodies.
Jared buried his face in Jensen’s sweaty neck trying to catch his breath. He felt more then heard Jensen hiss as his spent cock slipped from his ass. Pushing himself up Jared pressed a kiss just below Jensen navel. Jensen continued to lay spread out on the table his eyes closed, he looked like an angel to Jared.
Reaching down Jared pull Jensen up until he was slumped over his shoulder. “Come on baby let’s take a soak in the Jacuzzi.”
“Sounds good to me. Carry me I don’t think my legs work anymore.” Jensen mumbled against the small of Jared’s back.
After their long soak in the Jacuzzi Jared left a sleeping Jensen in bed to clean up the mess they had made in morning. The kitchen look like a mini tornado hit it. The mail Jared set on the table was scattered on the floor. One chair was tipped over and dried cum was crusted on the table. “Yuck!”
Jared gathered the scattered mail taking it into his home office. A letter size manila envelope drew his eye. There was no return address just his name address on the front. Jared opened the envelope tipping the contents out into his hand, a two inch USB stick. Curious Jared sat down at his laptop and plugged the UBS in.
The video that was stored on the USB made his stomach churn with nausea. It was like a how too demonstration of how to fake video surveillance. The first file was of him just relaxing on his sofa alone. The next was of Milo kneeling between a man’s legs obviously performing oral sex on the man. The last file held the altered video that looked like Jared was the man Milo was giving a blow job to.
“What the fuck!”
TBC>>>>>