FIC: Deep Down Dirty
Title: Deep Down Dirty
Author: Cassie Morgan badfalcon
Categories: Steve Carlson/Jensen Ackles, PWP, First Time, Public Sex
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Jensen Ackles & Steve Carlson are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it.
Thanks to: You, for reading. bellasianna, as ever, for the beta, handholding, encouragement and hair-braiding
Summary: This was definitely what he'd come out for tonight: good music, a good buzz and a good hard anonymous fucking
The club was dark, smoky and hot. The music was blasting, lights were flashing and bodies were grinding all around him. Jensen was more than a little buzzed on tequila, beer and weed as he moved to the music, letting it take over his body, the baseline thrumming through his veins. He closed his eyes and lost himself in the beat.
As he danced he became aware of someone behind him, grinding against him, then strong arms wrapping around his waist. They moved to the beat, swaying and grinding, Jensen's head fell back against his partner's shoulder, his lips tugging upwards in a satisfied smile at the touch of lips to his neck - this was definitely what he'd come out for tonight: good music, a good buzz and a good hard anonymous fucking
The track changed and Jensen turned around to face his dance partner. He was slightly shorter, tanned, with shoulder-length blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. Jensen instantly fell in lust. Perfect, he thought to himself, grinning and looping his arms around the blond's neck. The blond smiled back and Jensen's stomach flipped even as his hands slid around to cup Jensen's ass, pressing them tight against each other.
Jensen groaned as they continued to dance and kiss, grinding against each other. He could feel his cock hardening in his jeans, could feel the blond's cock pressing against his hip through two layers of denim. He parted the other man's lips with his tongue, his hands tangling in his hair.
The blond grinned and responded; deepening the kiss, his tongue stroking over Jensen's. The kiss grew harder and more desperate, tongues duelling and teeth clashing, becoming needier and needier as they ground and rutted against each other. It became sloppy, barely anything more than the two of the panting opened mouthed, thrusting hard against each other. His grin turned wicked and the blond slipped a hand between them, palmed Jensen through his jeans and chuckled at the way Jensen groaned and bucked against him.
His lips moving to the blond's ear, Jensen sucked on the silver ring piercing the lobe and smirked at the guttural moan he received. He repeated the action until the blond was rocking even harder against him before tugging on the ring with his teeth. The blond kissed Jensen desperately, whimpering when Jensen pulled back, his mouth once again at his ear, but this time suggesting they get the hell out of there; a sentiment the blond was in full agreement of, grabbing Jensen's hand and tugging him through the throng of people and out of the door.
They stumbled outside and ended up against a brick wall in a dark alley around the back of the club. The blond kissed Jensen hard then turned him around and pushed him up against the wall; Jensen's hands rest against it, either side of his head and his jeans were around his knees. The blonde pressed flush against him, chest to his back, one hand curled around his cock, stroking him in slow, sure motions; Jensen thrusting into his fist, soft whimpers and pleas tumbling from his kiss-swollen lips.
The blond unzipped his jeans and freed his cock, rubbing it up and down over Jensen's ass, slipping it between his thighs. He grinned and thrust forwards a few times; Jensen moaning and rocking back against him.
Stepping back slightly, the blond chuckled at Jensen's cry of loss and the way he bucked backwards. One hand resting lightly on his lower back, the blond spat on his fingers, smearing the around his hole, pressing two fingers in.
Jensen grunted and slumped forward against the wall, his forehead resting against the backs of his hands. He instinctively tensed against the burn, trying to pull away but the blond's hand stayed on his lower back, soothing him as he fucked him with his fingers.
The blond pushed his fingers further in, groaning at the feel of Jensen's muscle's spasming around them. His cock jerked at the sensation, smearing pre-come across his belly and the back of Jensen's thigh. He eased his fingers out and spat on his hand again, quickly coating his cock, groaning deeply at the contact. He shifted position, holding Jensen's hip with one hand as he guided his cock into Jensen's ass, pushing in with one long thrust until he was fully sheathed. He grunted, his fingers tightening on Jensen's hip and, without giving him chance to adjust, pulled out and slammed back in again. His other hand curled back around Jensen's cock, pumping him on alternate strokes, fucking him hard and fast; the act punctuated by grunts, growls, moans and the slap of skin on skin.
Jensen's locked his knees as the blond kept slamming into him, pumping his cock, hard and fast. His head fell back against the stranger's shoulder, his back arching and his fingers scrabbling for purchase against the wall. He bit down on his lower lip, stifling a yell as his orgasm shot through him, coating the blond's hand and the wall with come.
The blond lifted his hand from Jensen's cock, bracing himself against the wall as he continued to slam in and out of Jensen. He growled deep in his throat, biting down on Jensen's shoulder as he orgasmed, his fingers bruising Jensen's hip as his grip tightened even more. Panting heavily, he pulled out and pressed himself tightly against Jensen's back, smearing come across the back of his thighs.
Jensen squirmed and wriggled against the blond, nudging him backwards until he could turn around to face him, he back against the wall. He grinned and twisted his hands into his hair, tugging him forward to kiss him, devouring his lips, nipping and biting, fucking his mouth with his tongue until he pulled back, gasping.
They kissed again; slower this time. More intimately, more passionately; the blond's hand cupping Jensen's face before pulling away from him and extending in greeting.
"Hi, I'm Steve."
Jensen blushed and shook Steve's hand, before lifting it to his lips, tongue dragging over the palm of his hand, tasting himself. "Jensen. And it's a pleasure to meet you."
"No Jensen, the pleasure is all mine," Steve assured with a wink and a smile.
~El Fin~
Author: Cassie Morgan badfalcon
Categories: Steve Carlson/Jensen Ackles, PWP, First Time, Public Sex
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Jensen Ackles & Steve Carlson are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it.
Thanks to: You, for reading. bellasianna, as ever, for the beta, handholding, encouragement and hair-braiding
Summary: This was definitely what he'd come out for tonight: good music, a good buzz and a good hard anonymous fucking
The club was dark, smoky and hot. The music was blasting, lights were flashing and bodies were grinding all around him. Jensen was more than a little buzzed on tequila, beer and weed as he moved to the music, letting it take over his body, the baseline thrumming through his veins. He closed his eyes and lost himself in the beat.
As he danced he became aware of someone behind him, grinding against him, then strong arms wrapping around his waist. They moved to the beat, swaying and grinding, Jensen's head fell back against his partner's shoulder, his lips tugging upwards in a satisfied smile at the touch of lips to his neck - this was definitely what he'd come out for tonight: good music, a good buzz and a good hard anonymous fucking
The track changed and Jensen turned around to face his dance partner. He was slightly shorter, tanned, with shoulder-length blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. Jensen instantly fell in lust. Perfect, he thought to himself, grinning and looping his arms around the blond's neck. The blond smiled back and Jensen's stomach flipped even as his hands slid around to cup Jensen's ass, pressing them tight against each other.
Jensen groaned as they continued to dance and kiss, grinding against each other. He could feel his cock hardening in his jeans, could feel the blond's cock pressing against his hip through two layers of denim. He parted the other man's lips with his tongue, his hands tangling in his hair.
The blond grinned and responded; deepening the kiss, his tongue stroking over Jensen's. The kiss grew harder and more desperate, tongues duelling and teeth clashing, becoming needier and needier as they ground and rutted against each other. It became sloppy, barely anything more than the two of the panting opened mouthed, thrusting hard against each other. His grin turned wicked and the blond slipped a hand between them, palmed Jensen through his jeans and chuckled at the way Jensen groaned and bucked against him.
His lips moving to the blond's ear, Jensen sucked on the silver ring piercing the lobe and smirked at the guttural moan he received. He repeated the action until the blond was rocking even harder against him before tugging on the ring with his teeth. The blond kissed Jensen desperately, whimpering when Jensen pulled back, his mouth once again at his ear, but this time suggesting they get the hell out of there; a sentiment the blond was in full agreement of, grabbing Jensen's hand and tugging him through the throng of people and out of the door.
They stumbled outside and ended up against a brick wall in a dark alley around the back of the club. The blond kissed Jensen hard then turned him around and pushed him up against the wall; Jensen's hands rest against it, either side of his head and his jeans were around his knees. The blonde pressed flush against him, chest to his back, one hand curled around his cock, stroking him in slow, sure motions; Jensen thrusting into his fist, soft whimpers and pleas tumbling from his kiss-swollen lips.
The blond unzipped his jeans and freed his cock, rubbing it up and down over Jensen's ass, slipping it between his thighs. He grinned and thrust forwards a few times; Jensen moaning and rocking back against him.
Stepping back slightly, the blond chuckled at Jensen's cry of loss and the way he bucked backwards. One hand resting lightly on his lower back, the blond spat on his fingers, smearing the around his hole, pressing two fingers in.
Jensen grunted and slumped forward against the wall, his forehead resting against the backs of his hands. He instinctively tensed against the burn, trying to pull away but the blond's hand stayed on his lower back, soothing him as he fucked him with his fingers.
The blond pushed his fingers further in, groaning at the feel of Jensen's muscle's spasming around them. His cock jerked at the sensation, smearing pre-come across his belly and the back of Jensen's thigh. He eased his fingers out and spat on his hand again, quickly coating his cock, groaning deeply at the contact. He shifted position, holding Jensen's hip with one hand as he guided his cock into Jensen's ass, pushing in with one long thrust until he was fully sheathed. He grunted, his fingers tightening on Jensen's hip and, without giving him chance to adjust, pulled out and slammed back in again. His other hand curled back around Jensen's cock, pumping him on alternate strokes, fucking him hard and fast; the act punctuated by grunts, growls, moans and the slap of skin on skin.
Jensen's locked his knees as the blond kept slamming into him, pumping his cock, hard and fast. His head fell back against the stranger's shoulder, his back arching and his fingers scrabbling for purchase against the wall. He bit down on his lower lip, stifling a yell as his orgasm shot through him, coating the blond's hand and the wall with come.
The blond lifted his hand from Jensen's cock, bracing himself against the wall as he continued to slam in and out of Jensen. He growled deep in his throat, biting down on Jensen's shoulder as he orgasmed, his fingers bruising Jensen's hip as his grip tightened even more. Panting heavily, he pulled out and pressed himself tightly against Jensen's back, smearing come across the back of his thighs.
Jensen squirmed and wriggled against the blond, nudging him backwards until he could turn around to face him, he back against the wall. He grinned and twisted his hands into his hair, tugging him forward to kiss him, devouring his lips, nipping and biting, fucking his mouth with his tongue until he pulled back, gasping.
They kissed again; slower this time. More intimately, more passionately; the blond's hand cupping Jensen's face before pulling away from him and extending in greeting.
"Hi, I'm Steve."
Jensen blushed and shook Steve's hand, before lifting it to his lips, tongue dragging over the palm of his hand, tasting himself. "Jensen. And it's a pleasure to meet you."
"No Jensen, the pleasure is all mine," Steve assured with a wink and a smile.
~El Fin~