J2 RPS FIC, Celebrity Sex Tape (Everyone’s Got To Have One), NC-17
Title: Celebrity Sex Tape (Everyone’s Got To Have One)
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jared and Jensen make a sex tape.
Warnings: Bottom!Jensen, cream pie, chattiness.
Disclaimer: This is not real, unfortunately.
Author’s Note: So this turned out a lot lighter than I intended it to be. And a lot longer, too. Huh. Written for this prompt in poisontaster and technosage’s porn-paragraph-a-thon.
Jensen squirms when the slippery head of Jared’s cock pushes into him, and Jared says, “Yeah,” and zooms in so the image of his cock sliding into Jensen’s pretty pink asshole fills the camcorder’s whole screen.
“Fuck, Jay, goddamn,” says Jensen, breathless, and Jared says, “You like that, baby? Huh? You like getting fucked by my cock?” and Jensen grins at him and says, “Naw, man, I’m just really friendly.”
Jared laughs, then says, “Aw, crap, Jen-you’re messing up the tape!”
“Our crazy gay sex tape, you mean?” says Jensen. “Which I still think is a bad idea, by the way.”
“I was going for a certain mood,” says Jared.
“Yeah, straight from a cheesy porno,” says Jensen.
“Whatever, you love it,” says Jared.
“Right, sure,” says Jensen; then, in a tacky falsetto: “Oh, Jared, please fuck me with your giant man-cock! I want your jizz all over me!”
“Oh, you’re gonna get it now,” says Jared, rocking his hips out and then back in, and Jensen grunts and says, “Fuckin’ cheat!” but Jared only laughs and does it again.
The camera wobbles wildly when Jared splays his hand against Jensen’s abdomen and starts fucking him in earnest, and Jensen wraps his legs around him and says, “I hope-your video-gives you fucking-motion-sickness!” and then says, “Ah, right there, right there, fuck!” and Jared leans down and kisses him, sloppy, all enthusiastic tonguing and wet heat (he makes sure to hold the camera out and pointed towards their faces, too, ’cause he wants to catch it on film) and when he finishes Jensen says, “Such a fuckin’ puppy, I swear,” all soft and indulgent, and curls his fingers into Jared’s hair and around the back of his neck and pulls Jared down for another round.
By the time they resurface for air, they’re panting. Jared’s camera-arm is aching from holding it out so long and he’s pretty sure the last minute or so of footage is a crooked view of the ceiling with the squelchy slapslapslap sound his balls make when they smack against Jensen’s ass.
Jensen’s mouth is red and swollen from kissing and he’s flushed, the roots of his hair dark and damp with sweat, and his eyelashes, fluttering out against his cheeks, leave lovely feathered shadows long enough to reach the moon.
Jared says, “God, Jen, you’re beautiful-so fuckin’ beautiful, babe, Christ,” and Jensen says, “Jay-” and blushes all the way to his ears, and when Jared aims the video camera down at him he tries to put his hand in front of the lens.
“C’mon, let me?” says Jared, and very gently grabs Jensen’s wrist and moves his hand aside, and Jensen groans and says, “I hate it when you use the puppy-dog eyes on me!”
Jared smiles at him, big and blinding, and says, “Bullshit, you love everything about me,” and Jensen doesn’t object, because it’s pretty much true.
“Whatever, just shut up and fuck me,” says Jensen, and Jared says, “Yes sir,” and very purposefully slides his cock in against Jensen’s prostate, making Jensen yelp and buck his hips up.
“Shit, shit, Jared,” says Jensen, squeezing Jared’s bicep and shoulder, and throws his head back when Jared does it again, and again.
Jensen grabs his cock and starts jerking it, hard and fast with his thumb sliding over the slit, and Jared licks at his nipples just like he knows Jensen loves, and then Jensen is coming, is clenching up tight around Jared’s cock and splattering his chest and stomach with sticky white sperm.
“Mmm,” says Jensen, loose and lazy with his orgasm still hot against his front.
Jared films him, zooms out to get the whole gorgeous picture in the screen, and Jensen arches his back and wipes languidly at his chest.
“Like what you see?” he says.
“Hell yeah,” says Jared, which makes Jensen laugh, low and rumbly-pleased, and Jared leans down to kiss him and the motion smears Jensen’s jism all over both of their chests.
Jared licks into Jensen’s mouth and bites at the sweet tender spot just behind Jensen’s ear; he drives his cock deep into Jensen’s body (again,again,again)-faster now than before, more erratic-release so close he can almost taste it, he’s almost there but not quite, and Jensen says, “C’mon, big boy, fuck me, fill me up with spunk, I want it,” and Jared says, “Who’s-from a cheesy porno-now?” and then he’s coming, spurting so hard it’s almost violent, and Jensen pets the silky-soft skin at the base of his back and says, “Yeah, yeah, just like that, Jay, yeah,” and sucks at the little brown mole just under Jared’s collarbone while Jared thrusts and shudders and fills him full of warmth.
“Holy shit,” says Jared, pressing his forehead down against Jensen’s shoulder.
Jensen rubs his back a little longer, then tugs a softly at the baby-fine hairs at Jared’s nape.
“Dude, get off. You’re crushing me,” says Jensen.
“Don’t wanna,” says Jared, muffled by Jensen’s warm, salty skin. “’M comfortable.”
“I’d prefer you took your cock out of me before you go to sleep, thanks,” says Jensen.
“Crap!” says Jared, propping himself up on his elbows. “I almost forgot something!”
“What-hey, careful!” says Jensen.
“Sorry,” says Jared, easing his cock out of Jensen’s ass.
“What’re you doing?” says Jensen curiously when Jared brings the camera down for a close-up of his asshole, puffy and gaping when Jared’s dick slips out of it with a soft, sucking pop. “You don’t want to go again already, do you? ’Cause, man, I need a little time to recover, here.”
“No, I just-” says Jared, and then his come is slipping out from Jensen’s asshole and he says, “Fuck yeah, that’s what I’m talkin’ about, man,” and Jensen says, “Oh, gross. Are you seriously down there filming your come dripping outta my ass?”
“Dude, it’s sexy,” says Jared.
“It is not!”
“Is.”
“Not.”
“Is.”
“Man, whatever,” says Jensen. “You’re a sick little puppy, you know that, right?”
“Don’t you know it,” says Jared, fingering him, and the rest of his semen spills out and slithers into the crack of Jensen’s ass, puddling onto the sheet below.
“Dude, awesome,” says Jared, pressing a kiss to the inside of Jensen’s thigh and turning off the camera. “This tape is gonna be so hot.”
“Yeah, yeah,” says Jensen. “Just make sure you lock it up, Romeo.”
“Aw, now?” says Jared.
“Now,” says Jensen. “I know you, you’ll forget to if you put it off for long.”
“Yeah, fine,” says Jared, sighing exaggeratedly. He opens up the camcorder.
“Oh, shit,” says Jared.
“What?” says Jensen.
“I, um,” says Jared. “I didn’t load the tape.”
Jensen sighs; shakes his head at him.
“Well,” says Jensen. “I guess we’ll just have to do it again.”
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jared and Jensen make a sex tape.
Warnings: Bottom!Jensen, cream pie, chattiness.
Disclaimer: This is not real, unfortunately.
Author’s Note: So this turned out a lot lighter than I intended it to be. And a lot longer, too. Huh. Written for this prompt in poisontaster and technosage’s porn-paragraph-a-thon.
Jensen squirms when the slippery head of Jared’s cock pushes into him, and Jared says, “Yeah,” and zooms in so the image of his cock sliding into Jensen’s pretty pink asshole fills the camcorder’s whole screen.
“Fuck, Jay, goddamn,” says Jensen, breathless, and Jared says, “You like that, baby? Huh? You like getting fucked by my cock?” and Jensen grins at him and says, “Naw, man, I’m just really friendly.”
Jared laughs, then says, “Aw, crap, Jen-you’re messing up the tape!”
“Our crazy gay sex tape, you mean?” says Jensen. “Which I still think is a bad idea, by the way.”
“I was going for a certain mood,” says Jared.
“Yeah, straight from a cheesy porno,” says Jensen.
“Whatever, you love it,” says Jared.
“Right, sure,” says Jensen; then, in a tacky falsetto: “Oh, Jared, please fuck me with your giant man-cock! I want your jizz all over me!”
“Oh, you’re gonna get it now,” says Jared, rocking his hips out and then back in, and Jensen grunts and says, “Fuckin’ cheat!” but Jared only laughs and does it again.
The camera wobbles wildly when Jared splays his hand against Jensen’s abdomen and starts fucking him in earnest, and Jensen wraps his legs around him and says, “I hope-your video-gives you fucking-motion-sickness!” and then says, “Ah, right there, right there, fuck!” and Jared leans down and kisses him, sloppy, all enthusiastic tonguing and wet heat (he makes sure to hold the camera out and pointed towards their faces, too, ’cause he wants to catch it on film) and when he finishes Jensen says, “Such a fuckin’ puppy, I swear,” all soft and indulgent, and curls his fingers into Jared’s hair and around the back of his neck and pulls Jared down for another round.
By the time they resurface for air, they’re panting. Jared’s camera-arm is aching from holding it out so long and he’s pretty sure the last minute or so of footage is a crooked view of the ceiling with the squelchy slapslapslap sound his balls make when they smack against Jensen’s ass.
Jensen’s mouth is red and swollen from kissing and he’s flushed, the roots of his hair dark and damp with sweat, and his eyelashes, fluttering out against his cheeks, leave lovely feathered shadows long enough to reach the moon.
Jared says, “God, Jen, you’re beautiful-so fuckin’ beautiful, babe, Christ,” and Jensen says, “Jay-” and blushes all the way to his ears, and when Jared aims the video camera down at him he tries to put his hand in front of the lens.
“C’mon, let me?” says Jared, and very gently grabs Jensen’s wrist and moves his hand aside, and Jensen groans and says, “I hate it when you use the puppy-dog eyes on me!”
Jared smiles at him, big and blinding, and says, “Bullshit, you love everything about me,” and Jensen doesn’t object, because it’s pretty much true.
“Whatever, just shut up and fuck me,” says Jensen, and Jared says, “Yes sir,” and very purposefully slides his cock in against Jensen’s prostate, making Jensen yelp and buck his hips up.
“Shit, shit, Jared,” says Jensen, squeezing Jared’s bicep and shoulder, and throws his head back when Jared does it again, and again.
Jensen grabs his cock and starts jerking it, hard and fast with his thumb sliding over the slit, and Jared licks at his nipples just like he knows Jensen loves, and then Jensen is coming, is clenching up tight around Jared’s cock and splattering his chest and stomach with sticky white sperm.
“Mmm,” says Jensen, loose and lazy with his orgasm still hot against his front.
Jared films him, zooms out to get the whole gorgeous picture in the screen, and Jensen arches his back and wipes languidly at his chest.
“Like what you see?” he says.
“Hell yeah,” says Jared, which makes Jensen laugh, low and rumbly-pleased, and Jared leans down to kiss him and the motion smears Jensen’s jism all over both of their chests.
Jared licks into Jensen’s mouth and bites at the sweet tender spot just behind Jensen’s ear; he drives his cock deep into Jensen’s body (again,again,again)-faster now than before, more erratic-release so close he can almost taste it, he’s almost there but not quite, and Jensen says, “C’mon, big boy, fuck me, fill me up with spunk, I want it,” and Jared says, “Who’s-from a cheesy porno-now?” and then he’s coming, spurting so hard it’s almost violent, and Jensen pets the silky-soft skin at the base of his back and says, “Yeah, yeah, just like that, Jay, yeah,” and sucks at the little brown mole just under Jared’s collarbone while Jared thrusts and shudders and fills him full of warmth.
“Holy shit,” says Jared, pressing his forehead down against Jensen’s shoulder.
Jensen rubs his back a little longer, then tugs a softly at the baby-fine hairs at Jared’s nape.
“Dude, get off. You’re crushing me,” says Jensen.
“Don’t wanna,” says Jared, muffled by Jensen’s warm, salty skin. “’M comfortable.”
“I’d prefer you took your cock out of me before you go to sleep, thanks,” says Jensen.
“Crap!” says Jared, propping himself up on his elbows. “I almost forgot something!”
“What-hey, careful!” says Jensen.
“Sorry,” says Jared, easing his cock out of Jensen’s ass.
“What’re you doing?” says Jensen curiously when Jared brings the camera down for a close-up of his asshole, puffy and gaping when Jared’s dick slips out of it with a soft, sucking pop. “You don’t want to go again already, do you? ’Cause, man, I need a little time to recover, here.”
“No, I just-” says Jared, and then his come is slipping out from Jensen’s asshole and he says, “Fuck yeah, that’s what I’m talkin’ about, man,” and Jensen says, “Oh, gross. Are you seriously down there filming your come dripping outta my ass?”
“Dude, it’s sexy,” says Jared.
“It is not!”
“Is.”
“Not.”
“Is.”
“Man, whatever,” says Jensen. “You’re a sick little puppy, you know that, right?”
“Don’t you know it,” says Jared, fingering him, and the rest of his semen spills out and slithers into the crack of Jensen’s ass, puddling onto the sheet below.
“Dude, awesome,” says Jared, pressing a kiss to the inside of Jensen’s thigh and turning off the camera. “This tape is gonna be so hot.”
“Yeah, yeah,” says Jensen. “Just make sure you lock it up, Romeo.”
“Aw, now?” says Jared.
“Now,” says Jensen. “I know you, you’ll forget to if you put it off for long.”
“Yeah, fine,” says Jared, sighing exaggeratedly. He opens up the camcorder.
“Oh, shit,” says Jared.
“What?” says Jensen.
“I, um,” says Jared. “I didn’t load the tape.”
Jensen sighs; shakes his head at him.
“Well,” says Jensen. “I guess we’ll just have to do it again.”