entry 066 - all summer long [3/14]
Title: All Summer Long
Author: jamie_love13
Beta-Edited: Madison
Pairings/Characters: Jensen/Jeff, Jeff/Sandy, Jared/Tom,
Word Count: 2,484 Words
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jensen leaves Jeff, not the way you want, and see's Jared and Tom -- together.
Disclaimer: Definitely don't own.
Warnings Heterosex, Jared/Tom mentions of sex.
Notes: Here's Chapter 3. Hope y'all enjoy!
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Jeff’s hands are on the inside of Jensen’s shirt, rubbing circles with the pads of his thumb. He’s been with Jensen for a year now, thank god, especially since for the longest time he had wanted to be with the incredible man but couldn’t with that puppy in the way. He was extremely lucky, actually, that Jared had found out about them because well, by that time, Jeff was sure his plan to get rid of Jared from Jensen’s life would have never worked. When it did, and Jensen stayed with him, well, Jeff couldn’t be happier. Jeff can tell instantly that something’s up with his boyfriend, something that he just doesn’t want to think about. Even though they’ve been with one another for a year, Jeff still worries that Jensen will realize how much he misses the damn puppy, will go back to the immature brat who doesn’t deserve a man as great as Jensen. His hands tighten on Jensen’s hip and Jeff can feel Jensen pull back, his face full of confusion.
“You okay, Jeff?” He questions, his eyebrows furrowed and Jeff really just wants to smack him. Jeff isn’t an idiot, Jeff knows that Jensen has been thinking about the damn puppy, knows that he’s trying to hide it from Jeff. Just like Jeff knows that Jensen will always love the damn kid, no matter how hard Jeff tries to make him forget about him. He nods his head, smiles before pushing himself away from his boyfriend and stretching before laying down on the bed.
The bed is comfortable, the mattress almost a foam-like material. The blankets are a dark shade of gray, the edges of it white. It’s soft, with a high thread count that makes Jeff purr in absolute delight. He can feel Jensen snort through his leg touching Jensen’s and Jeff has to look over at him. Jensen’s not paying attention, which is all the better for Jeff. His eyes don’t have the light they use to have when Jeff first met Jensen, when he was with Jared, and Jeff doesn’t know how to feel about that. He’s gotten thinner, having been eating less since then too, and Jeff doesn’t truly mind because for him, he likes the people he’s fucking to be thin and weak - weak enough that they know he’s the one to hold the dominance in the relationship.
While Jeff might not be an abusive boyfriend, he’s definitely a troubling one and Jeff knows that Jensen knows this too. He bites his lip, can feel himself hardening in his pants. Jensen is definitely pretty and while they’ve fucked many times, Jeff knows that calling Jen pretty is not Jen’s favourite thing.
“Jensen,” He says and Jensen looks over at him, his lips forming into a smirk. Jensen moves forward, aligning his body with Jeff’s and allowing himself to skim over Jeff’s dick lightly, causing him to arch forward and groan. Jeff can feel Jensen’s lips onto his, allows Jensen dominance - for now - by letting him roam his mouth with his tongue. Jeff places his hands on Jensen’s hips again, pulling at the fabric that he can feel there, wanting it off right the fuck now. Coming to this place and Jensen seeing that damn puppy again has definitely put a damper onto Jeff’s sex life, and he knows that he can just fuck anyone that wants him too, but it’d be too close of a call to have sex with someone else while Jensen’s close. Back home, however, was definitely easier to not get caught and Jeff is moaning in excitement more so than often since his lack of sex.
“Jenny, please.” Jeff moans and then groans again when Jensen hisses at the name. His lips are full of Jensen, but suddenly all he can feel his cold air, and when he looks up to figure out what the hell went wrong, he sees Jensen on the other side of the room they’re in, his arms crossed against his chest. Jeff furrows his brow, adjusts his body to ease the pressure against his dick.
“Jensen, what the hell?” He growls, his head banging against the pillow that’s situated underneath him. He’s sees the other man shrug, his eyes a blur of fire and rage and hurt and Jeff knows that this has to do with that fucking puppy. He doesn’t get why Jensen just can’t forget about the damn kid, after all, he’s the one who pushed the kid away but Jeff is getting sick and fucking tired of getting cockblocked by him - again - even though the two of them aren’t even together anymore.
“You know what Jensen, how about you fucking take the stick out of your ass from Jared being here and come back to me when you’re ready for my cock.” He growls, pushing himself forward with his eyes shooting glares. He sees Jensen tense, sees him bare his teeth a little before rolling his shoulders and eyes before mumbling whatever and walking out of the room, slamming the door on his way out.
“Well, whatever to you too, asshole.” Jeff mumbles before laying against the pillow and pulling his dick out of his pants. His dick is throbbing, red with blood and pre-cum leaking out of his slit and he moans when he rubs his finger there. He begins pulling against his dick, slow and rough, just the way he likes to build his tension, when he hears the door to his bedroom open. He cocks open one of his eyes and looks toward the doorway to see precious, small, lithe Sandy standing there, her mouth in an ‘o’ and her tongue sneaking out to lick her lips. Jeff grins at the girl, his dick beginning to throb even more. He’s seen the girl looking at him with interest in the few times he’s seen her and she’s definitely pretty and small enough for him to find interesting and think about fucking.
“You jus’ gunna stare there, beautiful or are you gonna come here and ride me?” He grins, and he hears her gasp from where he is and watches as she walks toward him seductively. He chuckles at that, chuckles at the fact that even though she has him perfectly, she still has to be seductive, still has to try and make sure he’ll stay and screw her. She finally reaches the bed and he pulls her down on top of him, quickly ripping her skirt off of her and ripping her top open quickly afterwards, buttons flying everywhere. He hears her growl at that, mumble that he’s lucky he’s so hot or he’d be paying for the blouse and he chuckles at that, quickly latching onto her tit, wetting it through the fabric of her bra. She throws her head back in a moan, her body squirming in heat. He licks through he before unfastening the bra with his teeth, thankful like holy fuck that the bra opens up in the front. When her breasts come out he can’t help but stare at them, chucking when he sees how small and perky they are - just like the girl herself. He growls quickly before turning her over and taking no chances, he pushes his dick into her vagina, kissing her when she screams. A screamer, man he loves those kinds of fuckers, loves hearing the ecstasy coming out of their mouths while they’re being fucked. Jeff starts moving quickly, the urge to shoot his load much worse now that he can feel the heat of a woman’s cunt. His moans are getting louder each time he thrusts, as are Sandy’s and while watching her body move with the power of his thrusts, Jeff throws his head back and comes quickly.
“Yeah baby, god that’s perfect,” He moans, squeezing Sandy’s hips and riding his orgasm through. He can feel Sandy’s walls clench around his dick and more come squirts out as she does and pretty soon, she’s coming with him, screaming his name and arching her body.
“God, Jeff, “ She screams, and Jeff comes a third time, squeezing Sandy even harder, hard enough to bruise. Once he’s all spent he lays down on top of the petite girl, his breathing heavy and hot and when he looks at the girl, she’s got her eyes closed and her mouth letting out pants.
“Round two, you fucker,” She moans, tipping him so that she’s on top and riding him now. Jeff just chuckles, holds onto her and lets her do what she wants.
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As Jensen leaves his room that he shares with his boyfriend, he bites his lip in confusion. He doesn’t know why he left Jeff there, heavy with lust and want. He’d been perfectly fine, hadn’t been thinking about Jared at all while he was with Jeff -lies-his mind tells him, and he shakes his head before sitting on the bench outside, not even aware that he had made his way out here.
He looks up at the sky, dark and full of warning and he has to lie on his back to try and stay calm. When he remembers the talk Jared had with Tom, all the while knowing he was there, Jensen has no idea how to feel.
Jensen’s not an idiot, he knows how much he misses his ex-boyfriend, knows that doing what he did was the worst mistake of his life and god if he could take it back, he would. Knows that any moment Jared looks at him that isn’t a look full of heartbreak will be a moment to cherish and that there are few and far between but there was something about the look they shared back there, something that made the hair on his neck stand and make him think about it for the past two days.
Sighing, Jensen looks towards the house, wonders what Jared is doing at exactly this moment. Wonders if Jared misses Jensen as much as he does, wonders if he ever thinks about him the way Jensen thinks of Jared. He sighs one more time before getting up off of the picnic table and walking out towards the lake. The sun is low in the sky, the water completely calm and reflecting the clouds that are currently in the sky. There’s a slight wind and in his hoody, Jensen feels absolutely comfortable.
He remembers a time when him and Jared use to come out here, just sit and watch the water, waiting for any animals and fish to appear on the other side or in the water, and Jensen misses those moments. He spots the cabin a few miles away and wishes for the life of him that he had never met Jeff. Everything that’s happened might have been his fault, but damn if Jensen won’t wish he hadn’t met the guy because if it hadn’t been for him, Jensen would never be feeling this way.
“Jared, I’m so sorry,” He whispers, letting the wind take the words out of his mouth and carry them away like they do the leaves in the fall. He knows that no matter how badly he wants to say those four words to Jared, he never will, not unless he’s completely drunk and if that ever happens anytime soon, Jensen would be shocked.
He looks over when he hears laughter coming a little bit away and is shocked to see Jared and Tom coming out of the abandoned cabin. He swallows hard before quickly hiding behind a tree, shocked that they would go there to... Jensen can’t even think it out loud. He bites his lip before he notices that while Jared might be laughing and smiling, he’s definitely not happy and that just makes Jensen hurt some more.
Sure, he’s angry that Jared would say that Tom could be his best but for Jared to be pretending that he’s happy when he’s clearly not hurts Jensen. And the fact that Tom doesn’t even know Jared well enough to know he’s faking it is hurting him too, especially since Tom believes that he knows Jared quite well. And the fact that it’s obvious that he doesn’t just makes Jensen’s heart clench.
“Thanks, Jared,” he hears Tom say, nuzzling Jared’s neck in a way that Jensen can immediately see makes him uncomfortable. Jensen breaths roughly when he sees Tom run his hand up and down Jared’s back and the movement feels so familiar to Jensen that he aches to do it himself, aches to go over there and rip Tom away from Jared and tell Jared how sorry he is, that he’d do anything to be with Jared again.
He notices Jared stop walking and turn towards the lake, and Jensen feels his heartbeat pick up, wonders what will be going on in Jared’s head when he sees the lake.
“It’s beautiful,” Tom says wistfully, and Jensen clenches his fists, doesn’t want Jared to share this place with someone that isn’t Jensen.
“Yeah,” Jared replies before turning away and putting his head down, a movement that Jensen recognizes as hiding his pain. Jensen gulps, rubs his hand on his chest before turning away and right into Danneel.
“Shit, Dani, you scared me!” He exclaims, looking at his friend through hooded eyes. He can tell that she feels pity for him, that he knows he’s made the biggest mistake of his life and he hates it when people feel that way about him.
“Stop, Danneel. I’ve made peace with my mistakes,” He grumbles, looking down. She looks appraisingly at him before pursing her lips and changing her stance.
“You sure about that Jensen?” She asks and Jensen feels tense, like he’s going to explode at any moment, anger thrumming through his veins like there’s no blood, just anger.
“Don’t, Danneel,” He snaps, the anger thrumming even more so now - “Don’t pretend like you know what my life has been like for me this past year. Don’t pretend like you understand how guilty I feel and how much I hate myself for doing what I did to Jared because damn it Danneel, you weren’t there to experience those emotions, to see how I was feeling and how much shit I put myself through to stop feeling guilty over hurting the one man that loved me more than anything else I’ve ever known.” He says, anger strumming through his voice and making Danneel snap backwards in shock and bare her teeth.
“And don’t feel like you know anything of what you did to Jared, Jensen, because there’s so much more than just ‘hurting him’ that you did to him. You fucking broke him and you being here without his knowing is fucking killing him so before you go mourning for something you can’t have anymore, how about you remember what an asshole you were.” She replies, walking away briskly like she just slapped him.
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Author: jamie_love13
Beta-Edited: Madison
Pairings/Characters: Jensen/Jeff, Jeff/Sandy, Jared/Tom,
Word Count: 2,484 Words
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jensen leaves Jeff, not the way you want, and see's Jared and Tom -- together.
Disclaimer: Definitely don't own.
Warnings Heterosex, Jared/Tom mentions of sex.
Notes: Here's Chapter 3. Hope y'all enjoy!
Previous Chapter | Masterpost | Posting Schedule.
Jeff’s hands are on the inside of Jensen’s shirt, rubbing circles with the pads of his thumb. He’s been with Jensen for a year now, thank god, especially since for the longest time he had wanted to be with the incredible man but couldn’t with that puppy in the way. He was extremely lucky, actually, that Jared had found out about them because well, by that time, Jeff was sure his plan to get rid of Jared from Jensen’s life would have never worked. When it did, and Jensen stayed with him, well, Jeff couldn’t be happier. Jeff can tell instantly that something’s up with his boyfriend, something that he just doesn’t want to think about. Even though they’ve been with one another for a year, Jeff still worries that Jensen will realize how much he misses the damn puppy, will go back to the immature brat who doesn’t deserve a man as great as Jensen. His hands tighten on Jensen’s hip and Jeff can feel Jensen pull back, his face full of confusion.
“You okay, Jeff?” He questions, his eyebrows furrowed and Jeff really just wants to smack him. Jeff isn’t an idiot, Jeff knows that Jensen has been thinking about the damn puppy, knows that he’s trying to hide it from Jeff. Just like Jeff knows that Jensen will always love the damn kid, no matter how hard Jeff tries to make him forget about him. He nods his head, smiles before pushing himself away from his boyfriend and stretching before laying down on the bed.
The bed is comfortable, the mattress almost a foam-like material. The blankets are a dark shade of gray, the edges of it white. It’s soft, with a high thread count that makes Jeff purr in absolute delight. He can feel Jensen snort through his leg touching Jensen’s and Jeff has to look over at him. Jensen’s not paying attention, which is all the better for Jeff. His eyes don’t have the light they use to have when Jeff first met Jensen, when he was with Jared, and Jeff doesn’t know how to feel about that. He’s gotten thinner, having been eating less since then too, and Jeff doesn’t truly mind because for him, he likes the people he’s fucking to be thin and weak - weak enough that they know he’s the one to hold the dominance in the relationship.
While Jeff might not be an abusive boyfriend, he’s definitely a troubling one and Jeff knows that Jensen knows this too. He bites his lip, can feel himself hardening in his pants. Jensen is definitely pretty and while they’ve fucked many times, Jeff knows that calling Jen pretty is not Jen’s favourite thing.
“Jensen,” He says and Jensen looks over at him, his lips forming into a smirk. Jensen moves forward, aligning his body with Jeff’s and allowing himself to skim over Jeff’s dick lightly, causing him to arch forward and groan. Jeff can feel Jensen’s lips onto his, allows Jensen dominance - for now - by letting him roam his mouth with his tongue. Jeff places his hands on Jensen’s hips again, pulling at the fabric that he can feel there, wanting it off right the fuck now. Coming to this place and Jensen seeing that damn puppy again has definitely put a damper onto Jeff’s sex life, and he knows that he can just fuck anyone that wants him too, but it’d be too close of a call to have sex with someone else while Jensen’s close. Back home, however, was definitely easier to not get caught and Jeff is moaning in excitement more so than often since his lack of sex.
“Jenny, please.” Jeff moans and then groans again when Jensen hisses at the name. His lips are full of Jensen, but suddenly all he can feel his cold air, and when he looks up to figure out what the hell went wrong, he sees Jensen on the other side of the room they’re in, his arms crossed against his chest. Jeff furrows his brow, adjusts his body to ease the pressure against his dick.
“Jensen, what the hell?” He growls, his head banging against the pillow that’s situated underneath him. He’s sees the other man shrug, his eyes a blur of fire and rage and hurt and Jeff knows that this has to do with that fucking puppy. He doesn’t get why Jensen just can’t forget about the damn kid, after all, he’s the one who pushed the kid away but Jeff is getting sick and fucking tired of getting cockblocked by him - again - even though the two of them aren’t even together anymore.
“You know what Jensen, how about you fucking take the stick out of your ass from Jared being here and come back to me when you’re ready for my cock.” He growls, pushing himself forward with his eyes shooting glares. He sees Jensen tense, sees him bare his teeth a little before rolling his shoulders and eyes before mumbling whatever and walking out of the room, slamming the door on his way out.
“Well, whatever to you too, asshole.” Jeff mumbles before laying against the pillow and pulling his dick out of his pants. His dick is throbbing, red with blood and pre-cum leaking out of his slit and he moans when he rubs his finger there. He begins pulling against his dick, slow and rough, just the way he likes to build his tension, when he hears the door to his bedroom open. He cocks open one of his eyes and looks toward the doorway to see precious, small, lithe Sandy standing there, her mouth in an ‘o’ and her tongue sneaking out to lick her lips. Jeff grins at the girl, his dick beginning to throb even more. He’s seen the girl looking at him with interest in the few times he’s seen her and she’s definitely pretty and small enough for him to find interesting and think about fucking.
“You jus’ gunna stare there, beautiful or are you gonna come here and ride me?” He grins, and he hears her gasp from where he is and watches as she walks toward him seductively. He chuckles at that, chuckles at the fact that even though she has him perfectly, she still has to be seductive, still has to try and make sure he’ll stay and screw her. She finally reaches the bed and he pulls her down on top of him, quickly ripping her skirt off of her and ripping her top open quickly afterwards, buttons flying everywhere. He hears her growl at that, mumble that he’s lucky he’s so hot or he’d be paying for the blouse and he chuckles at that, quickly latching onto her tit, wetting it through the fabric of her bra. She throws her head back in a moan, her body squirming in heat. He licks through he before unfastening the bra with his teeth, thankful like holy fuck that the bra opens up in the front. When her breasts come out he can’t help but stare at them, chucking when he sees how small and perky they are - just like the girl herself. He growls quickly before turning her over and taking no chances, he pushes his dick into her vagina, kissing her when she screams. A screamer, man he loves those kinds of fuckers, loves hearing the ecstasy coming out of their mouths while they’re being fucked. Jeff starts moving quickly, the urge to shoot his load much worse now that he can feel the heat of a woman’s cunt. His moans are getting louder each time he thrusts, as are Sandy’s and while watching her body move with the power of his thrusts, Jeff throws his head back and comes quickly.
“Yeah baby, god that’s perfect,” He moans, squeezing Sandy’s hips and riding his orgasm through. He can feel Sandy’s walls clench around his dick and more come squirts out as she does and pretty soon, she’s coming with him, screaming his name and arching her body.
“God, Jeff, “ She screams, and Jeff comes a third time, squeezing Sandy even harder, hard enough to bruise. Once he’s all spent he lays down on top of the petite girl, his breathing heavy and hot and when he looks at the girl, she’s got her eyes closed and her mouth letting out pants.
“Round two, you fucker,” She moans, tipping him so that she’s on top and riding him now. Jeff just chuckles, holds onto her and lets her do what she wants.
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As Jensen leaves his room that he shares with his boyfriend, he bites his lip in confusion. He doesn’t know why he left Jeff there, heavy with lust and want. He’d been perfectly fine, hadn’t been thinking about Jared at all while he was with Jeff -lies-his mind tells him, and he shakes his head before sitting on the bench outside, not even aware that he had made his way out here.
He looks up at the sky, dark and full of warning and he has to lie on his back to try and stay calm. When he remembers the talk Jared had with Tom, all the while knowing he was there, Jensen has no idea how to feel.
Jensen’s not an idiot, he knows how much he misses his ex-boyfriend, knows that doing what he did was the worst mistake of his life and god if he could take it back, he would. Knows that any moment Jared looks at him that isn’t a look full of heartbreak will be a moment to cherish and that there are few and far between but there was something about the look they shared back there, something that made the hair on his neck stand and make him think about it for the past two days.
Sighing, Jensen looks towards the house, wonders what Jared is doing at exactly this moment. Wonders if Jared misses Jensen as much as he does, wonders if he ever thinks about him the way Jensen thinks of Jared. He sighs one more time before getting up off of the picnic table and walking out towards the lake. The sun is low in the sky, the water completely calm and reflecting the clouds that are currently in the sky. There’s a slight wind and in his hoody, Jensen feels absolutely comfortable.
He remembers a time when him and Jared use to come out here, just sit and watch the water, waiting for any animals and fish to appear on the other side or in the water, and Jensen misses those moments. He spots the cabin a few miles away and wishes for the life of him that he had never met Jeff. Everything that’s happened might have been his fault, but damn if Jensen won’t wish he hadn’t met the guy because if it hadn’t been for him, Jensen would never be feeling this way.
“Jared, I’m so sorry,” He whispers, letting the wind take the words out of his mouth and carry them away like they do the leaves in the fall. He knows that no matter how badly he wants to say those four words to Jared, he never will, not unless he’s completely drunk and if that ever happens anytime soon, Jensen would be shocked.
He looks over when he hears laughter coming a little bit away and is shocked to see Jared and Tom coming out of the abandoned cabin. He swallows hard before quickly hiding behind a tree, shocked that they would go there to... Jensen can’t even think it out loud. He bites his lip before he notices that while Jared might be laughing and smiling, he’s definitely not happy and that just makes Jensen hurt some more.
Sure, he’s angry that Jared would say that Tom could be his best but for Jared to be pretending that he’s happy when he’s clearly not hurts Jensen. And the fact that Tom doesn’t even know Jared well enough to know he’s faking it is hurting him too, especially since Tom believes that he knows Jared quite well. And the fact that it’s obvious that he doesn’t just makes Jensen’s heart clench.
“Thanks, Jared,” he hears Tom say, nuzzling Jared’s neck in a way that Jensen can immediately see makes him uncomfortable. Jensen breaths roughly when he sees Tom run his hand up and down Jared’s back and the movement feels so familiar to Jensen that he aches to do it himself, aches to go over there and rip Tom away from Jared and tell Jared how sorry he is, that he’d do anything to be with Jared again.
He notices Jared stop walking and turn towards the lake, and Jensen feels his heartbeat pick up, wonders what will be going on in Jared’s head when he sees the lake.
“It’s beautiful,” Tom says wistfully, and Jensen clenches his fists, doesn’t want Jared to share this place with someone that isn’t Jensen.
“Yeah,” Jared replies before turning away and putting his head down, a movement that Jensen recognizes as hiding his pain. Jensen gulps, rubs his hand on his chest before turning away and right into Danneel.
“Shit, Dani, you scared me!” He exclaims, looking at his friend through hooded eyes. He can tell that she feels pity for him, that he knows he’s made the biggest mistake of his life and he hates it when people feel that way about him.
“Stop, Danneel. I’ve made peace with my mistakes,” He grumbles, looking down. She looks appraisingly at him before pursing her lips and changing her stance.
“You sure about that Jensen?” She asks and Jensen feels tense, like he’s going to explode at any moment, anger thrumming through his veins like there’s no blood, just anger.
“Don’t, Danneel,” He snaps, the anger thrumming even more so now - “Don’t pretend like you know what my life has been like for me this past year. Don’t pretend like you understand how guilty I feel and how much I hate myself for doing what I did to Jared because damn it Danneel, you weren’t there to experience those emotions, to see how I was feeling and how much shit I put myself through to stop feeling guilty over hurting the one man that loved me more than anything else I’ve ever known.” He says, anger strumming through his voice and making Danneel snap backwards in shock and bare her teeth.
“And don’t feel like you know anything of what you did to Jared, Jensen, because there’s so much more than just ‘hurting him’ that you did to him. You fucking broke him and you being here without his knowing is fucking killing him so before you go mourning for something you can’t have anymore, how about you remember what an asshole you were.” She replies, walking away briskly like she just slapped him.
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