SN - Fic
Title: Forget about the World 1/1
Author: burned-phoenix
Rating: NC17
Characters/Pairings: Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles, Christian Kane, Donna Ackles
Spoilers/Universe: AU, ForgetTheWorld!verse
Wordcount: ~ 2.000
Summary: see below
Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction. The above and beyond mentioned individuals have nothing, in any way, to do with the content of this story. This is written purely for entertaining purposes, no harm should be done, no rumors should be started because of this.
This was written for slip_it_in_j2's Challenge #02 - Toothbrush, and inspired by fmylife.com, where I found the following bit, and couldn't help myself.
Today, I was teasing my little brother. Later that night, I went to the bathroom to wash up. While Im brushing my teeth, my little brother slips a photo under the door that shows him scrubbing my toothbrush against his nuts. FML
The song lyrics that are used are from Forgotten Rebels' Do you wanna fuck me?
"God, damnit, he's doin' it again!" Jensen groaned into the phone, only to hear his best friend chuckling right into his ear, not a hint of compassion for his misery.
"Okay, I bite, what's that brother of yours doin' now?" Chris asked amused.
"STEP-brother, Chris, STEP-brother." Jensen sighed. "Hold on a sec, I'll hold you to the wall so you can hear for yourself."
Do you wanna fuck me
Do you wanna screw
Do you wanna fuck me all night
It's a fantasy for you
Jensen brought the phone back to his ear and punched his fist a few times hard against the wall. "Cut it out, looser!" he screamed, but the music just got another bit louder. Chris laughed in his ear and Jensen frowned. Is he moaning now?!
"I can see how that can be a bit annoying for you." Chris got out as soon as he managed to calm himself down a bit. "You think he knows, it's like dangling a carrot in front of a donkey's nose for you?"
And off he was again, laughing his ass off instead of consoling his best friend. "I really need to find a new best friend" Jensen grumbled.
"Aww, don't be like that, Jen." Chris soothed, still fighting the occasional chuckle.
"I just..." Jensen sighed. "I don't really know what to do. He's so annoying, and cute, and sexy, and annoying, and my step-brother, and annoying, and my mom would kill me, and he's straight, and annoying..." he rambled on, hitting the back of his head against the wall a few times.
"I know, Jen. We've been through this before. It's only a few weeks, right? Then you're back to college and won't have to see him for another few month, and maybe this time you'll find someone that catches your full attention." Chris paused. "And if not, well, you're almost done and then you'll get on with your own life and at least don't have to live with him anymore."
"I know, I know." Jensen sighed.
And then the music shut off.
Jensen didn't move, trying to hear what Jared was doing in the next room. Even Chris seemed to hold his breath.
Jared's door opened and closed and there were footsteps in the hall, stopping at Jensen's door. He held his breath. What's the fucker up to now?
Then there was something pushed under his door, just so he saw a white corner of a piece or paper or something stick through. Jensen raised an eyebrow and soon heard Jared walk off down the hall and the stairs.
"He slipped something under my door." He whispered.
"Why are you whispering?" Chris answered in a hushed voice. "Go look what it is, stupid." Jensen could clearly hear the eye-roll, so he slipped off his bed and crouched down at the door, pulling what turned out to be a plain white envelope into his room.
"It's an envelope." He told Chris, turning the thing over and opening it carefully. You never knew, right?
When he peeked inside, he found a digicam's memory card inside. Taking it to his computer, he sat down in his chair and waited for the program to open. He found about 5 or 6 pics on the card. Looking at the first one, he frowned.
"That's my toothbrush. Dude, why did he take a photo of my TOOTHBRUSH?" Damn, but this made him kinda nervous and Chris wasn't really helping, telling him about people having the weirdest kind of fetishes.
He clicked the next photo, but wasn't really sure what he was looking at.
"Dude, tell me!" Chris urged like a kid on christmas morning. It really was kind of disturbing.
"I don't know!" Jensen rolled his eyes. "It's blue, lots of blue. Looks like some kind of cloth."
"A shirt?"
"No, more rough, I think."
"Jeans! He took a pic of his pants for you?!" Chris snorted indelicately into the phone.
"Oh geez, I think you're right." Jensen was horrified. He so didn't want to click the next pic.
"Hurry, Jen, what's the next?!" Chris was apparently back to christmas kid mode. Great. So he clicked.
"Um, it looks like..." Jensen began. "Oh, god, tell me he didn't." He scooted about a foot backwards with his chair. "It's his freakin' boxers!"
"I do see a pattern there, Jen." Chris sounded pretty proud of himself. "Want me to guess what's next?" He chuckled, hearing the music start up again even through the phone, accompanied by Jensen's tortured groan.
"Don't you dare. I have enough of this crap." Jensen was about to shut the program when Chris said "So, you don't wanna know what his pants and stuff have to do with your toothbrush? Just sayin', I'm kinda curious."
Jensen groaned. Damn, he had already forgotten about that first pic. Or more like repressed it. Taking a deep breath, Jensen clicked the next picture.
"It's his hand." Jensen shuddered. God, but he had a thing for those hands.
"Just his hand? Damn, I was expecting something totally different."
"Not... Not just his hand." Jensen swollowed audibly. "His hand on the front of his boxers," he whipsered, "pulling the slit open." Jensen stared at his screen, frozen in place, eyes open wide and his breathing not quite regular.
"Damn, son, you sure he's straight?!" Chris' voice in his ear startled Jensen out of his stupor and he quickly clicked the next picture.
"Sonova..." Jensen stood up from his chair and glared at the screen (*), hitting the button to view the last picture.
He gripped the phone in his hand, not caring about the sound of cracking plastic, or maybe just not hearing it. Chris' voice shouting his name, nothing but a distant whisper.
"JAREEED!!!!!!!!!!!" he roared, flinging the chair out of his way as he stormed though his room and out the door, across the hall.
Throwing Jared's door open with enough force for it to bounce back from the wall and slamming shut behind Jensen as soon as he made his way inside, he stood, red-faced and panting in the middle of the room. The angry rant that started in his head the second he saw the last picture stuck in his throat at what he found himself looking at.
Jared, naked on his bed, legs spread wide, fingers streching himself open, skin flushed and sweaty. And that stupid song playing over and over.
When you try to hide
what's inside your head
You're dying to get me into your bed
when you twitch your love pulls the thread
every time you look at me
I can see
Do you wanna fuck me
Do you wanna screw
Do you wanna fuck me all night
It's a fantasy for you
Jensen's breath hitched in his throat. Shaking off his shock he made his way to Jared's side, looming over him, staring into his lust-blown eyes, fighting the urge to just lean down and kiss him.
He didn't even register the phone hitting the floor. "This what you want, Jay?" he snarled. "Careful what you wish for." He stood back up and within seconds his clothes were in a pile next to Jared's.
"Yes, god yes, Jen, please." Jared breathed more then spoke, head thrown back, throat exposed for Jensen's taking.
Jensen's fingers closed around Jared's wrist, pulling his hand from between his legs and trapping both his arms high above his head, holding them as he settled his naked body over Jared's.
The first touch of skin on skin sent a shudder down his back, drew a moan out of both their throats as Jensen burried his face in the side of Jared's neck. His nose pushed deep into Jared's sweaty hair, wet lips touching forbidden skin for the first time, feeling the pulse quicken under his tongue.
Jared tried to arch up against Jensen's body, but his step-brother held him down, forced him to beg with his mouth and tongue, with words, to be touched and filled until Jensen's hard tip nudged his opening.
"Please, Jen, do it, 'm ready, prepared real good for you." Jared practically whimpered into Jensen's ear while he tried to push himself down. Jensen slowly lifted his head, caressed Jared's jaw with his nose, nipped at his chin.
The look he saw in Jared's eyes made him forget about the world.
About his family and the fact that he was about to finally fuck his step-brother the way he had longed to since the day he first layed eyes on him a few years ago.
About the way Jared had teased and annoyed him for the same amount of time.
About the reason that brought him right here right now in the first place.
Closing his eyes, Jensen placed the softest of kisses on Jared's parted lips, his nose, and pushed forward with more control than he ever thought he possessed. The head of his dick breached the ring of muscles torturingly slow. Jared keened beneath him, straining against Jensen's hold on his arms, pushing back against him, begging him to just do it. He wrapped his legs around Jensen's waist and drew him in, forcing Jensen's cock deep inside himself until Jensen rested flush against him. The moans that left them just made the other one more desperate and Jensen started to move. Slowly he rocked his hips forward, drew back just a few inches to push right back into Jared's tight heat.
Jensen arched his back at the feeling, throwing his head back, eyes closed and let the sensations run through his body. Need taking over, he quickened his thrusts, pulled out a little farther each time, slamming deep over and over again.
Jared moved beneath him, writhed and arched. Parted lips still begged for more while his legs worked with Jensen to keep the perfect rhythm. The sounds that left his mouth drove Jensen crazy and he crashed his lips to Jared's in a hard, needy kiss.
He let go of Jared's hands and gripped his hips hard. Jared reached for the headboard and held on with a white-knuckled grip. His back and shoulders arched off the bed, head still thrown back, screaming Jensen's name as the hard length inside him hit the right spot. Jensen's hold on Jared's hips tightened even more and he lifted him completely off the bed to settle on his thighs, pushing deep and deeper. Jared moaned and keened. His body glistening with sweat in the light that fell through his window, Jensen just couldn't get enough of the picture Jared made.
"Jay!" he panted, losing his rhythm in eratic thrusts. "JAY!" He felt Jared clench around him hard, the dick trapped between their stomachs twitched and spurted milky-white ropes across their bellies and chests.
Jared's highpitched keening, though, was what pushed Jensen over the edge. Head thrown back, he filled Jared with his come, dick pulsing still deep inside his step-brother.
He laid them carefully back down on the mattress and placed a soft kiss on Jared's shiny red lips, then snuggled into his side, dick still half hard inside Jared's sore hole.
"Finally." Jared whispered and drew Jensen closer in his arms.
- - - - - - - - -
Chris sighed and hit the 'end call' button on his phone. He might be a bit pervy but so far, it was just sex, anything they would be doing now, that was private. But he still couldn't keep the grin off his face. Damn, but who knew sweet, shy lil' ole Jenny would be such a stud.
He withdrew his sticky hand carefully from his shorts and wrinkled his nose. Time to clean up.
- - - - - - - - -
"Jensen? Honey, I'm back..." Donna knocked at her son's door before she walked inside the room. He wasn't there, but what she found instead made her pause and raise her eyebrows close to her hairline.
On Jensen's computer screen, a guy was massaging his balls with a toothbrush.
Sighing, she shook her head. Taking a post-it from his desk she wrote him a note before switching off the screen.
Toothbrush-Porn, Hon?
At least switch the screen off when you leave next time,
before your sisters see it.
Love, Mom
End.
(*) If you were wondering what the fifth pic showed, the one with the (*) it was Jared with the toothbrush in hand and it disappearing in the slip of his boxers.
x-posted
slip_it_in_j2, cw_rps, dean_sam, spn_first_time, the_one_i_want & burned-phoenix
Author: burned-phoenix
Rating: NC17
Characters/Pairings: Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles, Christian Kane, Donna Ackles
Spoilers/Universe: AU, ForgetTheWorld!verse
Wordcount: ~ 2.000
Summary: see below
Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction. The above and beyond mentioned individuals have nothing, in any way, to do with the content of this story. This is written purely for entertaining purposes, no harm should be done, no rumors should be started because of this.
This was written for slip_it_in_j2's Challenge #02 - Toothbrush, and inspired by fmylife.com, where I found the following bit, and couldn't help myself.
Today, I was teasing my little brother. Later that night, I went to the bathroom to wash up. While Im brushing my teeth, my little brother slips a photo under the door that shows him scrubbing my toothbrush against his nuts. FML
The song lyrics that are used are from Forgotten Rebels' Do you wanna fuck me?
"God, damnit, he's doin' it again!" Jensen groaned into the phone, only to hear his best friend chuckling right into his ear, not a hint of compassion for his misery.
"Okay, I bite, what's that brother of yours doin' now?" Chris asked amused.
"STEP-brother, Chris, STEP-brother." Jensen sighed. "Hold on a sec, I'll hold you to the wall so you can hear for yourself."
Do you wanna fuck me
Do you wanna screw
Do you wanna fuck me all night
It's a fantasy for you
Jensen brought the phone back to his ear and punched his fist a few times hard against the wall. "Cut it out, looser!" he screamed, but the music just got another bit louder. Chris laughed in his ear and Jensen frowned. Is he moaning now?!
"I can see how that can be a bit annoying for you." Chris got out as soon as he managed to calm himself down a bit. "You think he knows, it's like dangling a carrot in front of a donkey's nose for you?"
And off he was again, laughing his ass off instead of consoling his best friend. "I really need to find a new best friend" Jensen grumbled.
"Aww, don't be like that, Jen." Chris soothed, still fighting the occasional chuckle.
"I just..." Jensen sighed. "I don't really know what to do. He's so annoying, and cute, and sexy, and annoying, and my step-brother, and annoying, and my mom would kill me, and he's straight, and annoying..." he rambled on, hitting the back of his head against the wall a few times.
"I know, Jen. We've been through this before. It's only a few weeks, right? Then you're back to college and won't have to see him for another few month, and maybe this time you'll find someone that catches your full attention." Chris paused. "And if not, well, you're almost done and then you'll get on with your own life and at least don't have to live with him anymore."
"I know, I know." Jensen sighed.
And then the music shut off.
Jensen didn't move, trying to hear what Jared was doing in the next room. Even Chris seemed to hold his breath.
Jared's door opened and closed and there were footsteps in the hall, stopping at Jensen's door. He held his breath. What's the fucker up to now?
Then there was something pushed under his door, just so he saw a white corner of a piece or paper or something stick through. Jensen raised an eyebrow and soon heard Jared walk off down the hall and the stairs.
"He slipped something under my door." He whispered.
"Why are you whispering?" Chris answered in a hushed voice. "Go look what it is, stupid." Jensen could clearly hear the eye-roll, so he slipped off his bed and crouched down at the door, pulling what turned out to be a plain white envelope into his room.
"It's an envelope." He told Chris, turning the thing over and opening it carefully. You never knew, right?
When he peeked inside, he found a digicam's memory card inside. Taking it to his computer, he sat down in his chair and waited for the program to open. He found about 5 or 6 pics on the card. Looking at the first one, he frowned.
"That's my toothbrush. Dude, why did he take a photo of my TOOTHBRUSH?" Damn, but this made him kinda nervous and Chris wasn't really helping, telling him about people having the weirdest kind of fetishes.
He clicked the next photo, but wasn't really sure what he was looking at.
"Dude, tell me!" Chris urged like a kid on christmas morning. It really was kind of disturbing.
"I don't know!" Jensen rolled his eyes. "It's blue, lots of blue. Looks like some kind of cloth."
"A shirt?"
"No, more rough, I think."
"Jeans! He took a pic of his pants for you?!" Chris snorted indelicately into the phone.
"Oh geez, I think you're right." Jensen was horrified. He so didn't want to click the next pic.
"Hurry, Jen, what's the next?!" Chris was apparently back to christmas kid mode. Great. So he clicked.
"Um, it looks like..." Jensen began. "Oh, god, tell me he didn't." He scooted about a foot backwards with his chair. "It's his freakin' boxers!"
"I do see a pattern there, Jen." Chris sounded pretty proud of himself. "Want me to guess what's next?" He chuckled, hearing the music start up again even through the phone, accompanied by Jensen's tortured groan.
"Don't you dare. I have enough of this crap." Jensen was about to shut the program when Chris said "So, you don't wanna know what his pants and stuff have to do with your toothbrush? Just sayin', I'm kinda curious."
Jensen groaned. Damn, he had already forgotten about that first pic. Or more like repressed it. Taking a deep breath, Jensen clicked the next picture.
"It's his hand." Jensen shuddered. God, but he had a thing for those hands.
"Just his hand? Damn, I was expecting something totally different."
"Not... Not just his hand." Jensen swollowed audibly. "His hand on the front of his boxers," he whipsered, "pulling the slit open." Jensen stared at his screen, frozen in place, eyes open wide and his breathing not quite regular.
"Damn, son, you sure he's straight?!" Chris' voice in his ear startled Jensen out of his stupor and he quickly clicked the next picture.
"Sonova..." Jensen stood up from his chair and glared at the screen (*), hitting the button to view the last picture.
He gripped the phone in his hand, not caring about the sound of cracking plastic, or maybe just not hearing it. Chris' voice shouting his name, nothing but a distant whisper.
"JAREEED!!!!!!!!!!!" he roared, flinging the chair out of his way as he stormed though his room and out the door, across the hall.
Throwing Jared's door open with enough force for it to bounce back from the wall and slamming shut behind Jensen as soon as he made his way inside, he stood, red-faced and panting in the middle of the room. The angry rant that started in his head the second he saw the last picture stuck in his throat at what he found himself looking at.
Jared, naked on his bed, legs spread wide, fingers streching himself open, skin flushed and sweaty. And that stupid song playing over and over.
When you try to hide
what's inside your head
You're dying to get me into your bed
when you twitch your love pulls the thread
every time you look at me
I can see
Do you wanna fuck me
Do you wanna screw
Do you wanna fuck me all night
It's a fantasy for you
Jensen's breath hitched in his throat. Shaking off his shock he made his way to Jared's side, looming over him, staring into his lust-blown eyes, fighting the urge to just lean down and kiss him.
He didn't even register the phone hitting the floor. "This what you want, Jay?" he snarled. "Careful what you wish for." He stood back up and within seconds his clothes were in a pile next to Jared's.
"Yes, god yes, Jen, please." Jared breathed more then spoke, head thrown back, throat exposed for Jensen's taking.
Jensen's fingers closed around Jared's wrist, pulling his hand from between his legs and trapping both his arms high above his head, holding them as he settled his naked body over Jared's.
The first touch of skin on skin sent a shudder down his back, drew a moan out of both their throats as Jensen burried his face in the side of Jared's neck. His nose pushed deep into Jared's sweaty hair, wet lips touching forbidden skin for the first time, feeling the pulse quicken under his tongue.
Jared tried to arch up against Jensen's body, but his step-brother held him down, forced him to beg with his mouth and tongue, with words, to be touched and filled until Jensen's hard tip nudged his opening.
"Please, Jen, do it, 'm ready, prepared real good for you." Jared practically whimpered into Jensen's ear while he tried to push himself down. Jensen slowly lifted his head, caressed Jared's jaw with his nose, nipped at his chin.
The look he saw in Jared's eyes made him forget about the world.
About his family and the fact that he was about to finally fuck his step-brother the way he had longed to since the day he first layed eyes on him a few years ago.
About the way Jared had teased and annoyed him for the same amount of time.
About the reason that brought him right here right now in the first place.
Closing his eyes, Jensen placed the softest of kisses on Jared's parted lips, his nose, and pushed forward with more control than he ever thought he possessed. The head of his dick breached the ring of muscles torturingly slow. Jared keened beneath him, straining against Jensen's hold on his arms, pushing back against him, begging him to just do it. He wrapped his legs around Jensen's waist and drew him in, forcing Jensen's cock deep inside himself until Jensen rested flush against him. The moans that left them just made the other one more desperate and Jensen started to move. Slowly he rocked his hips forward, drew back just a few inches to push right back into Jared's tight heat.
Jensen arched his back at the feeling, throwing his head back, eyes closed and let the sensations run through his body. Need taking over, he quickened his thrusts, pulled out a little farther each time, slamming deep over and over again.
Jared moved beneath him, writhed and arched. Parted lips still begged for more while his legs worked with Jensen to keep the perfect rhythm. The sounds that left his mouth drove Jensen crazy and he crashed his lips to Jared's in a hard, needy kiss.
He let go of Jared's hands and gripped his hips hard. Jared reached for the headboard and held on with a white-knuckled grip. His back and shoulders arched off the bed, head still thrown back, screaming Jensen's name as the hard length inside him hit the right spot. Jensen's hold on Jared's hips tightened even more and he lifted him completely off the bed to settle on his thighs, pushing deep and deeper. Jared moaned and keened. His body glistening with sweat in the light that fell through his window, Jensen just couldn't get enough of the picture Jared made.
"Jay!" he panted, losing his rhythm in eratic thrusts. "JAY!" He felt Jared clench around him hard, the dick trapped between their stomachs twitched and spurted milky-white ropes across their bellies and chests.
Jared's highpitched keening, though, was what pushed Jensen over the edge. Head thrown back, he filled Jared with his come, dick pulsing still deep inside his step-brother.
He laid them carefully back down on the mattress and placed a soft kiss on Jared's shiny red lips, then snuggled into his side, dick still half hard inside Jared's sore hole.
"Finally." Jared whispered and drew Jensen closer in his arms.
- - - - - - - - -
Chris sighed and hit the 'end call' button on his phone. He might be a bit pervy but so far, it was just sex, anything they would be doing now, that was private. But he still couldn't keep the grin off his face. Damn, but who knew sweet, shy lil' ole Jenny would be such a stud.
He withdrew his sticky hand carefully from his shorts and wrinkled his nose. Time to clean up.
- - - - - - - - -
"Jensen? Honey, I'm back..." Donna knocked at her son's door before she walked inside the room. He wasn't there, but what she found instead made her pause and raise her eyebrows close to her hairline.
On Jensen's computer screen, a guy was massaging his balls with a toothbrush.
Sighing, she shook her head. Taking a post-it from his desk she wrote him a note before switching off the screen.
Toothbrush-Porn, Hon?
At least switch the screen off when you leave next time,
before your sisters see it.
Love, Mom
End.
(*) If you were wondering what the fifth pic showed, the one with the (*) it was Jared with the toothbrush in hand and it disappearing in the slip of his boxers.
x-posted
slip_it_in_j2, cw_rps, dean_sam, spn_first_time, the_one_i_want & burned-phoenix