the porn muse is on a roll
So, pincakes and i were discussing about the fail that was the GG threesome, and she asked what threesome would i have wanted. so i said 'serena, nate, carter' and she was like 'OH FUCK ME' and decided to write that threesome. so i'm awaiting that awesomeness XD
and since i promised germangirl89 that i'll write a nate/serena/dean winchester threesome, i thought, meh, since i'm the threesome mood, LET'S DO THIS! plotless porn ftw!
and i ended up with this.
| you got me going crazy |
[supernatural/american idol | nc-17 | jared/jensen/adam | this is rps. pwp, buttsex, d/s, bottom!jensen, orgasm denial, threesome, piercing!kink]
i'm pretty sure jared, jensen and adam don't meet up for such shennigans | 1955 words
“Come on, ride me, baby,” Adam urges, nipping an earlobe. “Wanna see that tight body bounce.”
Jared inhales, but he can’t breathe. There’s too little air around, too much to absorb. It’s like he’s falling into this deep hole that he might never emerge from, and the only thing that’s anchoring him is Jensen.
Jensen, who’s riding his cock like it’s the last thing in the world that he’d do. Jared grips his co-star’s hips tighter as Jensen grinds down, green eyes glazed in pleasure and his entire body covered in sweat. He’s no longer making coherent sentences, instead everytime he falls on Jared’s cock, a little noise comes out of his throat, as if Jared’s dick is so huge it forces that noise.
The bed dips, and the air clogs up even more. Jensen alone, naked and wanton, fucks with Jared’s breathing skills. And now there’s another one. Jared’s going to die before this is over.
Adam gently runs his hand through Jensen’s hair, and the blonde man tilts his head back in supplication, eyes dropping shut. Jared takes the opportunity to lean forward and lick the layer of sweat off Jensen’s neck, and Jensen shudders.
“Come on, baby,” Adam’s voice is sin personified, low and twenty kinds of sex with a hint of dominance. That voice gets to Jensen every single time. Adam could recite Lady GaGa in that voice and Jensen would go on all fours and present his pretty little ass. “Show Jared what a good little slut you are.”
Jensen keens, writhing as Jared’s cock splits him into two. He looks exhausted and confused, cock red and thick on his belly, twitching as pre-come drips. Jared can’t help it, it looks so pretty and he has to touch. He thumbs the slit and Jensen wails, jerking. Adam’s huge paw immediately grabs the base of his cock, and Jensen makes a pitiful whimper, eyes wide and begging.
Jared caresses his lover’s face, smiling as Jensen leans into the touch. “You know the rules, baby.”
Jensen does, and he pouts to the best of his ability, lips bitten red and slick with lube and come from few rounds back. The movement of his hips never stops, and Jared’s proud of his baby.
“That ain’t gonna help, darling,” he drawls, and Jensen shudders again. Adam’s voice may make Jensen roll over, but Jared’s Texas drawl makes their boy squirm and shudder and yearn for cock.
When they’re both sure that Jensen isn’t going to blow his load anytime soon, Adam releases the punishing grip, and that pretty cock bounces with Jensen’s thrusts.
“You want more, don’t you?” Adam growls into Jensen’s ear, and he shakes his head, denying it. “Don’t lie to us, sweetheart. We know what you want. So hot, taking Jared like it’s nothing. Our little size queen.”
Jensen writhes, moans coming out of his mouth as he rides Jared faster, ass clenching in a certain rhythm. He grabs hold of Jared’s arms, grinding himself harder, as if he could take Jared deeper.
Jared loves it when Jensen’s like this. Protective walls all down, no snark and sass or jokes to cover up who he really is. This is the Jensen only he and Adam get to see, the Jensen who rides him like he was born for it, the Jensen who only knows sounds, not words, all flushed and sweaty. If Jared has his way, Jensen to be like this forever, relaxed and gorgeous and completely stuffed.
From the look in Adam’s eyes, he seems to want the same thing.
Jensen’s pace is slowing, his legs are probably starting to hurt, and Jared takes pity on him. He stills the moving hips, and Jensen makes a confused noise that turns into cries when Jared starts pounding into him like he needs to get off in ten seconds. Which, yeah, is kinda true, but all he cares about his how Jensen’s ass is clenching down and Adam’s whispering all sorts of dirty into Jensen’s ear, and their boy is writhing like he’s falling apart.
He thrusts hard once, Jensen gasps and Jared’s gone, spurting deep into his best friend turned lover. He groans, pulling Jensen down for a kiss and Jensen happily goes with his plan, making sweet sounds like he’s happy that Jared just came in him.
When he’s done, he slowly lifts Jensen up and off his cock, and passes him to Adam, who’s been waiting patiently at the sidelines.
“About time, Padalecki,” Adam grunts, but there’s the underlying affection and amusement.
Jared grins, satisfied. “You love me, Lambert.”
Adam’s eyes soften, and Jared can see the pretty boy behind the eyeliner and fierce attitude. “Yeah, I do.”
Jensen’s moan of discontent breaks the moment, and Adam laughs. “Looks like our boy isn’t satisfied yet.” He strokes Jensen’s cock, and his hips move upward, body seeking release. Adam tuts.
“You know better, baby,” he chides as he positions Jensen into his lap, back to chest. Jensen’s too dazed to notice at first, but when he feels the first push of Adam’s cock, he freezes and fucking whines, confused and afraid.
“Shh,” Adam trails his hands up and down his sides, as if soothing a terrified colt. “It’s okay, baby.”
Jensen turns to face him, eyes wide in confusion and panic. Jared can understand why - Adam’s always made their boy ride him face to face, because he wants to see Jensen fall apart, and the last time they were in this position, Adam was pissed off with him. Jensen’s probably trying to scramble through whatever memory he has left at this point, trying to find out what he did wrong.
“You did nothing wrong,” Adam says firmly, as if he knows what Jensen’s thinking. Jensen relaxes slightly, but he doesn’t look very convinced. Adam captures his lips into a kiss that Jared can see turns dirty very quickly - Adam’s tongue is a force of nature, he can say that through personal experience - and Jensen relaxes fully, shoulders no longer straight with tension, back in the moment.
Adam breaks the kiss and Jensen makes an unhappy noise, biting his lip. “Gotta show Jared what he’s missing, darling.”
Jared perks up at this. “What I’m missing?”
“Mhmm,” Adam says, pushing further into Jensen. Jensen gasps, writhing a little as if unsure to push back or move away, but Adam holds him in place. “I mean we all know what a cockslut Jen is,” he continues, looking straight at Jared and almost ignoring the writhing, moaning body in his lap. “But he’s a special kind of whore when it comes to a pierced dick, aren’t you baby?”
Jensen moans loudly in response, and Adam fucks a little deeper, swirling his hips and Jensen full out screams. “There we go.”
Jared knows, just knows that Adam’s Prince Albert hit Jensen’s prostate, and fuck, he thought Jensen was bad on his cock, but this is really a whole new level.
“Doesn’t really like it when he needs to suck it,” Adam continues conversationally, as if he isn’t almost balls deep in Jensen’s ass. “Says it ruins his groove, but he just loves it when it’s in him.”
Jared swallows, watching Jensen keen and jerk on Adam’s cock. He’s obviously trying to start moving, but Adam’s got a firm hold on his waist, and Jensen’s noises slowly become begging and pleading. His cock is spurting pre-come like it’s going out of fashion, and he knows Jensen’s close. The Prince Albert must be constantly rubbing against his prostate. Jensen’s cock twitches, and oh how Jared knows that twitch, he’s seen it hundreds of times.
“Don’t you dare come, Jensen,” Jared growls as Adam swerves his hips. Jensen wails, tears in his eyes as he struggles to pull back his orgasm. “Don’t you dare fucking come.”
Adam bites Jensen’s shoulder, blue eyes dancing. “Mmmm, you better stop talking, Jare. You know how he reacts when you talk like that.”
Jensen closes his eyes, trying to calm himself down and when he’s no longer at the edge, those green eyes open again and Jared clamps down the urge to suck Jensen until he’s screaming hoarse and begging to come.
“Come on, ride me, baby,” Adam urges, nipping an earlobe. “Wanna see that tight body bounce.”
Jensen gives a full-body shudder and balances himself on his knees, slowly moving upwards and then pushing down onto Adam’s cock, mewling as the Prince Albert makes the sensations tenfold. His cock jerks, and more pre-come dribbles down. He slowly gets into a rhythm and in less than five minutes he’s riding Adam like a two-bit whore, groaning and gasping and hips stuttering when Adam decides to roll his hips on a whim. Jared’s never seen anything more beautiful than his two lovers like this.
“Dirty little whore,” Adam whispers and Jensen keens. “Such a slut for cock. Can never get enough, can you? But you’ll only take mine and Jared’s won’t you? You’re ours, Jensen. You hear me?” Adam reaches down to fondle Jensen’s shaved balls. “Ours. No one else can touch you like this, fuck you like this. Our good little slut.”
Jensen’s so out of it Jared isn’t even sure he knows he’s being talked to. His eyes are glazed, body on autopilot as he bounces up and down Adam’s cock.
Jared knows when Adam comes. His eyes widen slightly, before squeezing shut and he holds Jensen down, burying his face into his blonde hair and gasping for air. Jensen whines, his ass probably clenching and fluttering around Adam’s cock like how it was for Jared.
“Should get him a piercing,” Jared says, all heat. The thought of Jensen screaming at the end of his cock as he gets pounded is hot but a Jensen with a pierced cock that Jared can play with as he slams himself into his boy - it’s making him hard again.
“Fuck,” Adam pants, glaring. Jensen gasps, Adam’s cock probably twitched in him. “Warn a man, will you?”
Jared glances at Jensen’s cock, the head now dark red and completely covered in pre-come. He grabs the base firmly as he clears the mess on the head and Jensen thrashes, oversensitive. “You want that, baby? Pierce you right here.” He thumbs the slit and Jensen throws his head back onto Adam’s shoulder, trembling. “Such a pretty cock.”
“Mmm should get nipple rings too,” Adam murmurs. “And a chain, chain up his nipples and his cock together.”
Jared closes his eyes, trying not to lose it without anyone even touching his dick. “Think he’s up for another round?”
Jensen makes a noise of protest. Adam grins. “I think he’s pretty out of it.”
Jared turns to Jensen, who looks pleadingly at him, hips making tiny movements upwards. Jensen opens his mouth, but no sound comes out, as if he's forgotten how to speak. He clears his throat and tries again.
"Please," he whispers, voice hoarse, and even now Jensen begs so pretty with his wide teary green eyes, ravished lips and that pretty cock twitching in Jared's hand.
“Okay baby,” Jared smiles softly, carding his fingers through Jensen’s sweaty hair. He releases his hold and Jensen shifts on Adam’s cock. “Okay darling, you did such a good job. Such a good boy. You can come now.”
Jared quickly bends down, taking Jensen’s weeping cock into his mouth all the way and Jensen shouts, coming immediately, jerking and squirming between Jared’s mouth and Adam’s cock. Jared swallows and Jensen yelps, hips twisting as a fresh spurt of come floods Jared’s mouth.
Adam is moving his hips slightly, his Prince Albert hitting Jensen’s prostate with every move, Jensen is sobbing because of the extreme pleasure and overstimulation, and Jared thinks that they should really do this more often, even if one day he’ll asphyxiate to death.
and since i promised germangirl89 that i'll write a nate/serena/dean winchester threesome, i thought, meh, since i'm the threesome mood, LET'S DO THIS! plotless porn ftw!
and i ended up with this.
| you got me going crazy |
[supernatural/american idol | nc-17 | jared/jensen/adam | this is rps. pwp, buttsex, d/s, bottom!jensen, orgasm denial, threesome, piercing!kink]
i'm pretty sure jared, jensen and adam don't meet up for such shennigans | 1955 words
“Come on, ride me, baby,” Adam urges, nipping an earlobe. “Wanna see that tight body bounce.”
Jared inhales, but he can’t breathe. There’s too little air around, too much to absorb. It’s like he’s falling into this deep hole that he might never emerge from, and the only thing that’s anchoring him is Jensen.
Jensen, who’s riding his cock like it’s the last thing in the world that he’d do. Jared grips his co-star’s hips tighter as Jensen grinds down, green eyes glazed in pleasure and his entire body covered in sweat. He’s no longer making coherent sentences, instead everytime he falls on Jared’s cock, a little noise comes out of his throat, as if Jared’s dick is so huge it forces that noise.
The bed dips, and the air clogs up even more. Jensen alone, naked and wanton, fucks with Jared’s breathing skills. And now there’s another one. Jared’s going to die before this is over.
Adam gently runs his hand through Jensen’s hair, and the blonde man tilts his head back in supplication, eyes dropping shut. Jared takes the opportunity to lean forward and lick the layer of sweat off Jensen’s neck, and Jensen shudders.
“Come on, baby,” Adam’s voice is sin personified, low and twenty kinds of sex with a hint of dominance. That voice gets to Jensen every single time. Adam could recite Lady GaGa in that voice and Jensen would go on all fours and present his pretty little ass. “Show Jared what a good little slut you are.”
Jensen keens, writhing as Jared’s cock splits him into two. He looks exhausted and confused, cock red and thick on his belly, twitching as pre-come drips. Jared can’t help it, it looks so pretty and he has to touch. He thumbs the slit and Jensen wails, jerking. Adam’s huge paw immediately grabs the base of his cock, and Jensen makes a pitiful whimper, eyes wide and begging.
Jared caresses his lover’s face, smiling as Jensen leans into the touch. “You know the rules, baby.”
Jensen does, and he pouts to the best of his ability, lips bitten red and slick with lube and come from few rounds back. The movement of his hips never stops, and Jared’s proud of his baby.
“That ain’t gonna help, darling,” he drawls, and Jensen shudders again. Adam’s voice may make Jensen roll over, but Jared’s Texas drawl makes their boy squirm and shudder and yearn for cock.
When they’re both sure that Jensen isn’t going to blow his load anytime soon, Adam releases the punishing grip, and that pretty cock bounces with Jensen’s thrusts.
“You want more, don’t you?” Adam growls into Jensen’s ear, and he shakes his head, denying it. “Don’t lie to us, sweetheart. We know what you want. So hot, taking Jared like it’s nothing. Our little size queen.”
Jensen writhes, moans coming out of his mouth as he rides Jared faster, ass clenching in a certain rhythm. He grabs hold of Jared’s arms, grinding himself harder, as if he could take Jared deeper.
Jared loves it when Jensen’s like this. Protective walls all down, no snark and sass or jokes to cover up who he really is. This is the Jensen only he and Adam get to see, the Jensen who rides him like he was born for it, the Jensen who only knows sounds, not words, all flushed and sweaty. If Jared has his way, Jensen to be like this forever, relaxed and gorgeous and completely stuffed.
From the look in Adam’s eyes, he seems to want the same thing.
Jensen’s pace is slowing, his legs are probably starting to hurt, and Jared takes pity on him. He stills the moving hips, and Jensen makes a confused noise that turns into cries when Jared starts pounding into him like he needs to get off in ten seconds. Which, yeah, is kinda true, but all he cares about his how Jensen’s ass is clenching down and Adam’s whispering all sorts of dirty into Jensen’s ear, and their boy is writhing like he’s falling apart.
He thrusts hard once, Jensen gasps and Jared’s gone, spurting deep into his best friend turned lover. He groans, pulling Jensen down for a kiss and Jensen happily goes with his plan, making sweet sounds like he’s happy that Jared just came in him.
When he’s done, he slowly lifts Jensen up and off his cock, and passes him to Adam, who’s been waiting patiently at the sidelines.
“About time, Padalecki,” Adam grunts, but there’s the underlying affection and amusement.
Jared grins, satisfied. “You love me, Lambert.”
Adam’s eyes soften, and Jared can see the pretty boy behind the eyeliner and fierce attitude. “Yeah, I do.”
Jensen’s moan of discontent breaks the moment, and Adam laughs. “Looks like our boy isn’t satisfied yet.” He strokes Jensen’s cock, and his hips move upward, body seeking release. Adam tuts.
“You know better, baby,” he chides as he positions Jensen into his lap, back to chest. Jensen’s too dazed to notice at first, but when he feels the first push of Adam’s cock, he freezes and fucking whines, confused and afraid.
“Shh,” Adam trails his hands up and down his sides, as if soothing a terrified colt. “It’s okay, baby.”
Jensen turns to face him, eyes wide in confusion and panic. Jared can understand why - Adam’s always made their boy ride him face to face, because he wants to see Jensen fall apart, and the last time they were in this position, Adam was pissed off with him. Jensen’s probably trying to scramble through whatever memory he has left at this point, trying to find out what he did wrong.
“You did nothing wrong,” Adam says firmly, as if he knows what Jensen’s thinking. Jensen relaxes slightly, but he doesn’t look very convinced. Adam captures his lips into a kiss that Jared can see turns dirty very quickly - Adam’s tongue is a force of nature, he can say that through personal experience - and Jensen relaxes fully, shoulders no longer straight with tension, back in the moment.
Adam breaks the kiss and Jensen makes an unhappy noise, biting his lip. “Gotta show Jared what he’s missing, darling.”
Jared perks up at this. “What I’m missing?”
“Mhmm,” Adam says, pushing further into Jensen. Jensen gasps, writhing a little as if unsure to push back or move away, but Adam holds him in place. “I mean we all know what a cockslut Jen is,” he continues, looking straight at Jared and almost ignoring the writhing, moaning body in his lap. “But he’s a special kind of whore when it comes to a pierced dick, aren’t you baby?”
Jensen moans loudly in response, and Adam fucks a little deeper, swirling his hips and Jensen full out screams. “There we go.”
Jared knows, just knows that Adam’s Prince Albert hit Jensen’s prostate, and fuck, he thought Jensen was bad on his cock, but this is really a whole new level.
“Doesn’t really like it when he needs to suck it,” Adam continues conversationally, as if he isn’t almost balls deep in Jensen’s ass. “Says it ruins his groove, but he just loves it when it’s in him.”
Jared swallows, watching Jensen keen and jerk on Adam’s cock. He’s obviously trying to start moving, but Adam’s got a firm hold on his waist, and Jensen’s noises slowly become begging and pleading. His cock is spurting pre-come like it’s going out of fashion, and he knows Jensen’s close. The Prince Albert must be constantly rubbing against his prostate. Jensen’s cock twitches, and oh how Jared knows that twitch, he’s seen it hundreds of times.
“Don’t you dare come, Jensen,” Jared growls as Adam swerves his hips. Jensen wails, tears in his eyes as he struggles to pull back his orgasm. “Don’t you dare fucking come.”
Adam bites Jensen’s shoulder, blue eyes dancing. “Mmmm, you better stop talking, Jare. You know how he reacts when you talk like that.”
Jensen closes his eyes, trying to calm himself down and when he’s no longer at the edge, those green eyes open again and Jared clamps down the urge to suck Jensen until he’s screaming hoarse and begging to come.
“Come on, ride me, baby,” Adam urges, nipping an earlobe. “Wanna see that tight body bounce.”
Jensen gives a full-body shudder and balances himself on his knees, slowly moving upwards and then pushing down onto Adam’s cock, mewling as the Prince Albert makes the sensations tenfold. His cock jerks, and more pre-come dribbles down. He slowly gets into a rhythm and in less than five minutes he’s riding Adam like a two-bit whore, groaning and gasping and hips stuttering when Adam decides to roll his hips on a whim. Jared’s never seen anything more beautiful than his two lovers like this.
“Dirty little whore,” Adam whispers and Jensen keens. “Such a slut for cock. Can never get enough, can you? But you’ll only take mine and Jared’s won’t you? You’re ours, Jensen. You hear me?” Adam reaches down to fondle Jensen’s shaved balls. “Ours. No one else can touch you like this, fuck you like this. Our good little slut.”
Jensen’s so out of it Jared isn’t even sure he knows he’s being talked to. His eyes are glazed, body on autopilot as he bounces up and down Adam’s cock.
Jared knows when Adam comes. His eyes widen slightly, before squeezing shut and he holds Jensen down, burying his face into his blonde hair and gasping for air. Jensen whines, his ass probably clenching and fluttering around Adam’s cock like how it was for Jared.
“Should get him a piercing,” Jared says, all heat. The thought of Jensen screaming at the end of his cock as he gets pounded is hot but a Jensen with a pierced cock that Jared can play with as he slams himself into his boy - it’s making him hard again.
“Fuck,” Adam pants, glaring. Jensen gasps, Adam’s cock probably twitched in him. “Warn a man, will you?”
Jared glances at Jensen’s cock, the head now dark red and completely covered in pre-come. He grabs the base firmly as he clears the mess on the head and Jensen thrashes, oversensitive. “You want that, baby? Pierce you right here.” He thumbs the slit and Jensen throws his head back onto Adam’s shoulder, trembling. “Such a pretty cock.”
“Mmm should get nipple rings too,” Adam murmurs. “And a chain, chain up his nipples and his cock together.”
Jared closes his eyes, trying not to lose it without anyone even touching his dick. “Think he’s up for another round?”
Jensen makes a noise of protest. Adam grins. “I think he’s pretty out of it.”
Jared turns to Jensen, who looks pleadingly at him, hips making tiny movements upwards. Jensen opens his mouth, but no sound comes out, as if he's forgotten how to speak. He clears his throat and tries again.
"Please," he whispers, voice hoarse, and even now Jensen begs so pretty with his wide teary green eyes, ravished lips and that pretty cock twitching in Jared's hand.
“Okay baby,” Jared smiles softly, carding his fingers through Jensen’s sweaty hair. He releases his hold and Jensen shifts on Adam’s cock. “Okay darling, you did such a good job. Such a good boy. You can come now.”
Jared quickly bends down, taking Jensen’s weeping cock into his mouth all the way and Jensen shouts, coming immediately, jerking and squirming between Jared’s mouth and Adam’s cock. Jared swallows and Jensen yelps, hips twisting as a fresh spurt of come floods Jared’s mouth.
Adam is moving his hips slightly, his Prince Albert hitting Jensen’s prostate with every move, Jensen is sobbing because of the extreme pleasure and overstimulation, and Jared thinks that they should really do this more often, even if one day he’ll asphyxiate to death.