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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Jensen_Ackles/Jared_Padalecki, Jensen_Ackles/Male_Character
  Character:
      Jensen_Ackles, Jared_Padalecki
  Additional Tags:
      Underage_Sex, Cheating, Rimming
  Series:
      Part 1 of It_Runs_In_the_Family
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-08-04 Words: 2142
****** It Runs In the Family ******
by dragonspell
Summary
     Jensen's got a boyfriend, but that's not the only person he's
     fucking. His boyfriend doesn't have a clue that his little brother is
     getting a taste of Jensen, too.
Notes
     Written for a spnkink_meme prompt.
Jensen stretches as Jeff rolls off of him, pointing his limbs to the four
corners of the bed and feeling the pleasant burn of well-used muscles after a
good, hard fuck. His hole feels nicely used and Jensen’s sure that there’s more
than just lube leaking out of him because Jeff doesn’t like condoms—he’s too
big to fit most and he doesn’t like the feel anyway. Not that Jensen minds. He
likes the way that Jeff feels inside of him with just that big dick of his and
nothing else. He tips his head to catch sight of Jeff’s not-so-little monster
and smiles. It’s hanging limply between Jeff’s legs, already having shrunk back
down to its normal size but that’s not saying much because Jeff’s a shower.
Jensen’s a little in love with Jeff’s dick. Jeff himself can be kind of a
jackass sometimes but Jensen has no complaints about Jeff’s dick.
“Are you going to get up?” Jeff asks, wiping himself with a towel and tossing
it into the hamper. Jeff’s a bit of a neat-freak.
Unfortunately for Jeff’s sanity, though, Jensen’s decidedly the opposite. He’s
not a slob or anything but he likes to piss Jeff off by not conforming to
Jeff’s exacting standards. Jensen shakes his head and stretches his arms over
his head. “No,” he replies, his eyes closing as his lips curl into a smile.
Jeff sighs. “You’re going to leak all over,” he complains and Jensen hums in
agreement, bending his knees and pulling them up so that Jeff can get a better
look. Jensen doesn’t know why Jeff’s such a stickler for this. He did agree to
let Jeff put a towel down underneath him this time so it’s not like anything’s
going to get on Jeff’s precious sheets. Jeff rolls his eyes. “Whatever. Just
make sure that you’re out of the house before Mom gets home.”
Ah, yes. Wouldn’t want Mommy Dearest knowing that her oldest likes banging
boys—much less banging boys in her house. As far as Mrs. Padalecki knows,
Jensen is just a friend of Jeff’s—a good friend. Jensen snickers and lets his
legs fall open as he thinks about that time that Jeff fucked when his parents
were asleep in the next room over. If only they knew. “You are such a whiny
bitch,” Jensen says fondly because the whininess is part of Jeff’s charm. He
waves a hand in Jeff’s general direction. “Go hop a shower. You’re gonna be
late for work.” Jeff’s shift starts at five but Jensen made sure that he got in
a quick fuck before then. He likes to visit Jeff’s cock daily if he can.
“Don’t traumatize Jared on your way out, either,” Jeff says over his shoulder,
disappearing down the hallway. Jensen thinks that if Jeff wants to talk about
not traumatizing his little brother, then maybe he should consider wearing the
clothes that he's carrying to the bathroom. It’s a whole lot more traumatic to
see your brother naked then it is to see your brother’s boyfriend. Well, unless
that boyfriend’s just been freshly fucked and proudly showing that off.
Then again, Jared’s not exactly normal, either. Jensen grins as the shaggy head
of Jeff’s little brother predictably peeks in seconds after Jeff leaves. Jared
knows that they’re on a tight schedule. “Hey, Jared,” Jensen greets and Jared
moves swiftly into the room. Jensen smiles at Jeff’s little brother, his eyes
traveling up and down the kid’s scrawny teenage body and then zeroing in on the
large bulge in Jared’s pants. In a few more years, Jensen expects that Jared
will finally grow into that cock. Right now, he’s not quite proportionate but
he’s shot up like a bean pole within the past few months. Jensen wouldn’t be
surprised if Jared gets to be taller than even Jeff.
The kid shifts from foot to foot, one hand kneading at the hard length of his
dick as he takes Jensen in, biting his lip as he stares hungrily. Jensen’s
smile widens because he knows exactly what kind of picture he’s making right
now, sprawled out on Jared’s brother’s bed, naked with his legs spread and just
waiting for the right cock to come along and claim him. And Jared’s got such a
nice one.
Jensen licks his lips and Jared launches himself like a guided missile,
dropping down to the floor at the end of the bed with his hands pushing at
Jensen’s spread thighs. The kid hasn’t said a word, but he usually doesn’t.
Jensen thinks that it’s because Jared’s usually so tongue-tied when he talks to
him anyway, stuttering and nervous, that Jared just doesn’t try any more. It’s
fine because it’s not like Jensen needs Jared to talk. He chuckles and sits up
to sink a hand into Jared’s hair. “Come on, kiddo,” he coaxes, pulling Jared’s
head forward into the V of his thighs.
It’s all the encouragement Jared needs. Jensen’s breath hitches when Jared
slams forward, propelled by teenage hormones, and buries his face against
Jensen’s ass. His tongue flicks out, licking up lube and come in wide, hungry
strokes before he’s moaning quietly as he tries to dig into Jensen’s ass to get
more. Jensen’s hips roll as Jared sinks two fingers into his hole and pulls him
open, tongue pushing inside. “Oh,” Jensen breathes. “Easy…” As many times as
they do this, he doesn’t think that he’ll ever get used to the sheer voracity
in which Jared goes after his ass when Jeff’s done with it, trying to get out
every last drop. It’s like the kid’s obsessed or something.
Jeff’s little brother is a freak. And Jensen loves it. He even started buying
the edible lubes because of how Jared was insisting on eating it once it was
spread on Jensen’s ass and Jeff doesn’t have a clue.
Jensen’s lips curl happily as Jared continues rimming him like a man possessed,
enjoying the wonderful little shivers that Jared’s tongue is sending down his
spine. Jared’s fingers are digging into Jensen’s thighs hard enough to leave
bruises as he pushes them back but Jensen doesn’t care. He likes the feeling of
being marked and if Jeff asks, Jensen will just raise an eyebrow and shoot a
question right back about why didn’t Jeff remember leaving them. Jeff’s a lot
more patient than his little brother—those extra four years he’s got on Jared’s
fifteen mellowing him out—but he can be rough too. It’s something that runs in
the family.
If Jensen doesn’t have bruises somewhere, chances are good he hasn’t been
fucked by a Padalecki in awhile.
Jared’s age doesn’t do him any favors in the stamina department, either, but
Jensen likes to think that the kid makes up for it in enthusiasm. Jared whines
when he can’t take the waiting any longer and he climbs up on the bed between
Jensen’s legs, knees nudging up against Jensen’s thighs. His cock is hard and
heavy between his legs, brushing up against Jensen’s hole and Jensen squirms,
thinking of it inside of him.
The good thing about Jared liking his brother’s sloppy seconds is that Jared
can just slip right on in. “Oh, fuck, Jared,” Jensen hisses, tossing his head
back against the bed as Jared slides roughly inside. Jared’s a scrawny little
fifteen year old, probably about half his brother’s weight, but damned if he
didn’t have a bigger dick than Jeff. If Jensen’s a bit in love with Jeff’s
cock, he fucking adores Jared’s. Jared whimpers, grinding his hips against
Jensen’s and Jensen pants. “Such a big dick,” Jensen whispers as his toes start
to curl. “Such a big, big dick. Bigger than your brother’s…”
Jared growls when Jensen mentions Jeff, leaning down over Jensen to bury his
face against Jensen’s neck while his hips begin to thrust. It’s a calculated
move on Jensen’s part. He knows that Jared likes to be told that he’s better
than his brother. There’s some kind of sibling rivalry going on between them
that Jensen doesn’t understand but he’s more than happy to cash in on. “That’s
it, fuck me with that big dick… Make me come. I want to come for you, Jared…”
Jared’s breath hitches as he speeds up, his hips a jackhammer against Jensen’s,
rocking Jensen up the bed as Jensen holds on for dear life.
Jared’s a beast. Jensen whimpers as Jared finally finds that spot inside him
that makes him see stars, ramming it over and over as Jensen convulses around
Jared. Jensen gasps as he comes, banging his head against the bed, and his
hands dig into Jared’s skin hard enough to make him squeak. Or maybe that’s
because of how Jensen’s hole is clenching around Jared’s cock, the orgasm
making Jensen the tightest he’s been since Jeff got through with him.
Just like always, as if Jensen’s the only thing that keeps him hanging on,
Jared comes right after Jensen, his hips bucking against Jensen’s body as his
legs churn in the sheets. He muffles his whimpers and cries against Jensen’s
skin as he shivers and adds his own spunk to that of his brother’s already
inside Jensen.
Jensen sighs happily as Jared pants on top of him, his hands lightly stroking
over Jared’s thin shoulders as the kid tries to piece his head back together.
Jensen knows that Jared’s not seeing anyone—spends most of his day locked up in
his room with his video games and his guitar—and if Jensen doesn’t come over
for awhile, Jared will sometimes ask Jeff about him. It’s kind of cute, in a
puppyish sort of way.
Taking one last hard breath, Jared leans upward and softly takes his reward for
a job well done, his lips sliding sweetly over Jensen’s. Jensen moans
encouragingly and deepens the kiss, willing to indulge the kid a little for a
fuck like that. Jared shudders, his hands raising to cup Jensen’s face as he
nips at Jensen’s bottom lip before licking his tongue over it. Jensen gets a
taste of raspberry lube and Jeff and he smiles as he opens his mouth wider to
let the kid explore.
Jared, Jensen knows, could happily kiss him for hours. The kid’s got an
obsession with Jensen’s mouth that just won’t stop but, luckily, Jensen’s got
an oral fixation to match. It’s just that Jensen’s love of dick comes first;
Jared’s aware of that score and he seems pretty happy with it if the number of
times he’s jizzed inside Jensen is anything to go by. Jensen feels the kid’s
big, disproportionably large dick stir inside of him and he rocks his hips
upward, wondering if he can get another go out of this.
Just as Jared begins to start thrusting again, though—thank fuck for teenage
hormones because there’s nothing quite like a top that’s always ready to
go—they both hear the bathroom door open: Jeff’s done with his overly fussy
routine. Jared’s eyes go wide and he scrambles away, his large cock regrettably
sliding out of Jensen’s ass. Jared gives Jensen one last longing look, his hand
sliding over Jensen’s stomach, and Jensen catches his wrist. “Come back after
he’s gone, Jared,” Jensen says. Jared sucks in a harsh breath and nods and then
he’s out the door, sneaking back to his room before Jeff can notice.
When Jeff comes back in to check on Jensen, he rolls his eyes because Jensen
hasn’t made one move towards getting up. “You’re so damn lazy,” Jeff snipes,
grabbing his tie off his dresser and wrapping it around his throat.
Jensen just closes his eyes and grins. He can feel Jared’s come leaking down
his thigh and Jeff doesn’t have a clue that it’s not his. It sends an illicit
little thrill through Jensen to be lying there with Jeff in the room while
Jeff’s little brother’s spunk dribbles out of him.
Sighing, Jeff leans over Jensen’s prone body, carefully holding his tie away
from Jensen’s sweaty skin and gives him a quick kiss. “I’ll see you tomorrow,”
he says and Jensen nods.
“Have fun at work.”
“Don’t forget to leave before Mom gets home,” Jeff reminds him before he heads
out of the room. Jensen hears him pound down the stairs and the bells of the
front door jingle as Jeff shuts it behind him.
But he just smiles. He could give a flying fuck what Jeff thinks right now.
Jared’s already back in the room, having drifted in before Jeff’s cologne even
had a chance to vanish, and, kneeling on the bed, he presses two fingers inside
of Jensen as he lines himself up because if there’s something that he has in
common with his brother it’s a big cock and a near insatiable obsession with
using it to fuck Jensen’s ass. Jensen loves Padaleckis.
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