SMPC: Beautiful Boy
Title: Beautiful Boy
Author: chef_geekier
Pairing: J2
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2200
Warnings: Underage (Jensen's 15, Jared's unspecified adult), face-fucking, fingering, plugs, coming untouched, mistaken-for-a-hooker.
Summary: Jared's on the lookout for a new toy. He sees a beautiful boy on the street and assumes the boy's a hooker, looking for a good fuck.
He really shouldn't make assumptions.
Note: This will have a sequel - I ran out of time to fit everything I wanted in.
Jared watched idly as his car drove through the down town streets. He was in the mood for something different tonight, someone new, someone... fresh. At each occupied corner Jared motioned for the driver to keep going. He didn't want a face he recognised, and he'd been through all of these people before.
They were getting closer to the respectable parts of town, and Jared was almost afraid that he'd have to settle for less than the best, when he saw it. There, underneath a street lamp - and how cliché could the boy be - was a scrawny young thing with a face to die for. The boy was watching the street, seemingly waiting or watching for something, and as they drew closer Jared could see just how beautiful the boy was. He nodded to the driver, who slowed to a halt in front of the young hooker.
Jared pushed the button to lower the darkly tinted window, and looked into frightened green eyes framed by ridiculously beautiful lashes. He clearly had little experience with this game, and Jared fought to keep his smile small. Perfect.
“Waiting for someone, gorgeous?”
“Uh, um... yeah, my... my friend's picking me up,” the boy stammered. Jared bit down a laugh. Oh, this precious young thing.
“Tell you what,” he said instead, “why don't you let me... pick you up? I'll drop you off wherever you like afterwards.”
“I'm not... I don't...”
“I pay well, don't worry,” Jared spoke over the nervous boy. “I would never dare undervalue a pretty thing like you.” He reached out through the window and cupped the boy's cheek, thumb grazing over the dusting of freckles. The boy himself seemed frozen in place, staring with wide eyes, lips slightly parted. Jared moved to trace the lower lip with his thumb, humming in approval. “Five hundred for your mouth. What do you say to that?”
It was a lot, he knew, but he just had to have those plush lips wrapped around him. Besides, it was clear that the boy hadn't had many customers yet. If Jared could hook him and become a favoured client now, then he had the feeling it would turn into a worthy investment.
“Just...” the boy started, then swallowed hard. “Just my mouth?”
Gotcha.
“Of course,” Jared smiled easily at him. “Hop in. Where did you want to go?”
“Um, Carthy Street,” the boy muttered as he opened the door. Jared wasted no time in pulling the boy in to straddle his lap, hastily closing the door behind him. The car wasn't exactly a limo, but it was big enough that the hooker would be able to kneel between his legs without being squashed against the driver's seat. The boy made a small sound of surprise when he was immediately pushed down, but with a little wriggling he was able to kneel comfortably.
“Perfect,” Jared whispered, letting his hands stroke over the boy's face for a moment, before sitting back. “Well, get to it then.”
The boy swallowed nervously, but did as he was told and leaned forward, hands fumbling as he undid Jared's belt and trousers. He was clearly inexperienced, but his touch started to grow firmer as he withdrew Jared's cock and started stroking it.
Letting out a happy groan, Jared settled back and watched through half-lidded eyes. The boy seemed to be exploring the flesh in his hands, even as it stiffened. The visual and stimulation was enough to have Jared reacting quickly, reaching his full length easily. For a few minutes he was content to let the boy pat and stroke him, before he reached out and put a hand on the back of the boy's neck.
“I'm paying for your mouth, gorgeous. Surely you don't want to disappoint me?”
The boy flushed deeply, but opened his mouth all the same. He took the head of Jared's prick in his mouth and started to suckle, tongue moving all around it.
“That's it baby, suck it properly,” Jared grunted. Stopping his hips from flexing was difficult, but worth it when the boy started bobbing his head, sucking as he went. He sighed in pleasure, allowing the boy to take his time.
As the boy's confidence grew, he managed to take more in his mouth, tongue still moving whenever he could and providing delicious friction. His hands were working the length that he couldn't reach with his lips, and Jared felt the pleasure building quicker than he'd thought it would.
Running his hands over the boy's face and through his hair made the boy increase his pace. Once he realised this, Jared grinned to himself and grabbed the boy's hair firmly. The whimper that the boy let out was divine, but nothing compared to the noises he made when Jared started thrusting his hips.
Even though his eyes were wide, the boy made no move to stop Jared or try to escape. He just stared up at him, and Jared's movements grew harsher. Holding the boy's head steady was easy as he didn't fight, despite his inexperience, and somehow the boy seemed to actually relax under Jared's command.
“Good boy,” Jared growled out, and watched as the boy's eyes fluttered in apparent happiness. “Perfect. Letting me fuck your mouth, so beautiful on your knees. That's where you belong, isn't it?”
He was thrusting more than half his length into the boy's throat now, ignoring the way the boy had to be choking and gagging. Instead the boy seemed to work out how to breathe on his own, and one hand had disappeared out of Jared's sight.
“You touching yourself?” Jared bit out, and the boy hummed in response. The extra stimulation made Jared jolt forwards, shoving almost his entire dick into his boy. It didn't take long with the boy's throat constricting around him for Jared to lose control, hips bucking wildly as he finally reached his limit.
“Fuck, that's my boy,” Jared groaned, “almost there. You're gonna swallow it, aren't you? Gonna take everything I give you and be grateful for it!”
The boy's arm was moving at a furious pace, and he seemed more than grateful for what Jared was offering - he seemed desperate for it. With a final growl, Jared let go of his restraint. He shoved forward and dug his fingers into the boy's scalp as he came, ignoring the way the boy started to struggle for breath.
When he finally collapsed back against the seat, the boy immediately started coughing - but Jared couldn't see much of his seed escape the boy's mouth. Instead, the boy wiped his mouth on his hand and then licked it clean, before shoving a hand back down to his own crotch.
Jared was filled with a surprising surge of possessiveness at the sight. He reached down and grabbed the boy by the waist, pulling him up into his lap again.
“Can I touch you?” Jared demanded, fingers flexing against the boy's hips. “I'll add-”
“Yes! Please, sir!” The boy was rasping, voice wrecked, before Jared could even offer more money. With a contented growl, Jared tore open the boy's jeans and shoved them down his legs, along with his underwear. The boy was flushed all over, his cock especially, and he writhed in Jared's grasp.
Instead of grasping the boy's leaking cock, Jared grabbed his ass and started massaging. The boy groaned, eyes slamming shut and head falling forwards even as he shoved his ass backwards. Jared stared at this gorgeous creature in his lap as the boy started stroking himself again.
Soon it wasn't enough though, and Jared pressed a finger forwards, between the boy's ass cheeks. He found the small pucker of his entrance easily enough, and rubbed at it with determination. An idea was forming in his head, and he glanced out of the window to check how close they were to their destination.
Figuring he had just enough time, Jared reached into the briefcase on the seat beside him and came out with some of the slick he'd stashed in there. Never knew what he'd be in the mood for once he got them in his car. Coating his finger was simple, and the writhing boy on his lap didn't even seem to care. Instead, when he started rubbing at the boy's hole again, the boy shoved himself back to accept the intrusion.
“Please sir,” the boy gasped, starting to fuck himself on Jared's finger, “please, I need... need you...” He was panting hard, and looked to be getting close to the edge. Jared didn't want that though, and instead grabbed both of the boy's wrists with the hand that wasn't currently working its way into the boy.
“You'll get what you need,” Jared growled at him, “when I decide you need it enough.”
A whimper fell from the boy's lips, but Jared paid no attention to it. He lifted the boy's wrists to his own shoulders.
“Hold on to me here,” he instructed, “and keep moving. Work for it, convince me you need it.”
It didn't take much, for the boy immediately grabbed on to Jared's shoulders and kept riding his hand. The boy's cock was bouncing up and down, never quite reaching anything to give friction, but the boy seemed more intent on Jared's fingers.
Adding more slick, Jared worked in another, and the boy let out a shout. His movements didn't slow - in fact if anything, they increased - and Jared watched with hungry eyes as his new toy chased a relief that was just out of reach.
The boy was clenching around his fingers, and Jared wanted to know what that would feel like around his cock. He wasn't hard again yet - things like that took time, these days - but he already had a plan. Jared would know what that gorgeous ass felt like milking him. He'd just need a little bit of patience.
Jared looked at the rearview mirror and met his driver's eyes. They were almost at their destination, and Jared nodded. He was almost done, two more streets should be enough.
He worked a third finger inside the boy even as he glanced down at the case beside him. The boy's moans were turning to pleas for more, for harder, for Jared to “please let me come, sir!”
Just as they were turning onto the right street, Jared removed his hand from the boy. The boy whimpered and whined, until Jared brought up what he'd reached for. He slid the bright pink plug into the boy's ass, and was treated to the most amazing sight.
As he felt himself being penetrated, the boy's head flew back, eyes wide open, and his mouth dropped in a wordless shout as his cock erupted, coming without a hand on him. Jared didn't even care that his suit was most likely ruined - getting to watch that was worth it, and he thrust the plug in and out until the boy collapsed forward, breathing wrecked and body trembling. As they drew up to the house the boy had mentioned, where a party seemed to be in full swing, Jared gave the plug one last, firm push, lodging it securely, before tugging up the boy's underwear.
“That was extremely pleasant,” Jared praised the boy and reached for his wallet. He quickly counted out five hundred and tucked the cash into the boy's back pocket, making sure to squeeze as he did so. “I've left you a little present. If you want another five hundred, keep it in. I'll meet you again tomorrow. I won't have time to waste on stretching, I'll just shove right into you. So you'd better make sure you're ready.”
With that, he opened the door and pushed the boy out. The boy stumbled a little, clearly disoriented and unused to moving while plugged. It was of no consequence to Jared though, and he nodded at his driver. The car pulled away from the curb, and Jared smiled to himself. He'd have something to look forward to during tomorrow's dull meetings then.
~*~
The next night, Jared was stuck at a business party. Luckily he wouldn't have to wait long, he just needed to meet the new CEO and make small talk for a while, then he could go see his new toy. There was enough champagne to keep him easy-going enough for now.
Then the new boss, the head of the business, walked into the room with his wife and son. Jared felt as though he was frozen, even as his co-workers pulled him forwards to say hello. He couldn't even look at the new CEO, he was too busy freaking out in his mind.
For the CEO's son was scrawny, small, fifteen years old with a face to die for - freckles, green eyes, and lips that were just made for sucking cock.
“Ah, Mr Padalecki,” his new boss smiled at him. “I'd like you to meet my son, Jensen. He'll be helping out around the office after school.”
Jared felt his heart about to beat out of his chest, as Jensen looked up at him from under ridiculously beautiful eyelashes and licked his lips.
“Hello, sir,” Jensen whispered.
Oh, fuck.
Author: chef_geekier
Pairing: J2
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2200
Warnings: Underage (Jensen's 15, Jared's unspecified adult), face-fucking, fingering, plugs, coming untouched, mistaken-for-a-hooker.
Summary: Jared's on the lookout for a new toy. He sees a beautiful boy on the street and assumes the boy's a hooker, looking for a good fuck.
He really shouldn't make assumptions.
Note: This will have a sequel - I ran out of time to fit everything I wanted in.
Jared watched idly as his car drove through the down town streets. He was in the mood for something different tonight, someone new, someone... fresh. At each occupied corner Jared motioned for the driver to keep going. He didn't want a face he recognised, and he'd been through all of these people before.
They were getting closer to the respectable parts of town, and Jared was almost afraid that he'd have to settle for less than the best, when he saw it. There, underneath a street lamp - and how cliché could the boy be - was a scrawny young thing with a face to die for. The boy was watching the street, seemingly waiting or watching for something, and as they drew closer Jared could see just how beautiful the boy was. He nodded to the driver, who slowed to a halt in front of the young hooker.
Jared pushed the button to lower the darkly tinted window, and looked into frightened green eyes framed by ridiculously beautiful lashes. He clearly had little experience with this game, and Jared fought to keep his smile small. Perfect.
“Waiting for someone, gorgeous?”
“Uh, um... yeah, my... my friend's picking me up,” the boy stammered. Jared bit down a laugh. Oh, this precious young thing.
“Tell you what,” he said instead, “why don't you let me... pick you up? I'll drop you off wherever you like afterwards.”
“I'm not... I don't...”
“I pay well, don't worry,” Jared spoke over the nervous boy. “I would never dare undervalue a pretty thing like you.” He reached out through the window and cupped the boy's cheek, thumb grazing over the dusting of freckles. The boy himself seemed frozen in place, staring with wide eyes, lips slightly parted. Jared moved to trace the lower lip with his thumb, humming in approval. “Five hundred for your mouth. What do you say to that?”
It was a lot, he knew, but he just had to have those plush lips wrapped around him. Besides, it was clear that the boy hadn't had many customers yet. If Jared could hook him and become a favoured client now, then he had the feeling it would turn into a worthy investment.
“Just...” the boy started, then swallowed hard. “Just my mouth?”
Gotcha.
“Of course,” Jared smiled easily at him. “Hop in. Where did you want to go?”
“Um, Carthy Street,” the boy muttered as he opened the door. Jared wasted no time in pulling the boy in to straddle his lap, hastily closing the door behind him. The car wasn't exactly a limo, but it was big enough that the hooker would be able to kneel between his legs without being squashed against the driver's seat. The boy made a small sound of surprise when he was immediately pushed down, but with a little wriggling he was able to kneel comfortably.
“Perfect,” Jared whispered, letting his hands stroke over the boy's face for a moment, before sitting back. “Well, get to it then.”
The boy swallowed nervously, but did as he was told and leaned forward, hands fumbling as he undid Jared's belt and trousers. He was clearly inexperienced, but his touch started to grow firmer as he withdrew Jared's cock and started stroking it.
Letting out a happy groan, Jared settled back and watched through half-lidded eyes. The boy seemed to be exploring the flesh in his hands, even as it stiffened. The visual and stimulation was enough to have Jared reacting quickly, reaching his full length easily. For a few minutes he was content to let the boy pat and stroke him, before he reached out and put a hand on the back of the boy's neck.
“I'm paying for your mouth, gorgeous. Surely you don't want to disappoint me?”
The boy flushed deeply, but opened his mouth all the same. He took the head of Jared's prick in his mouth and started to suckle, tongue moving all around it.
“That's it baby, suck it properly,” Jared grunted. Stopping his hips from flexing was difficult, but worth it when the boy started bobbing his head, sucking as he went. He sighed in pleasure, allowing the boy to take his time.
As the boy's confidence grew, he managed to take more in his mouth, tongue still moving whenever he could and providing delicious friction. His hands were working the length that he couldn't reach with his lips, and Jared felt the pleasure building quicker than he'd thought it would.
Running his hands over the boy's face and through his hair made the boy increase his pace. Once he realised this, Jared grinned to himself and grabbed the boy's hair firmly. The whimper that the boy let out was divine, but nothing compared to the noises he made when Jared started thrusting his hips.
Even though his eyes were wide, the boy made no move to stop Jared or try to escape. He just stared up at him, and Jared's movements grew harsher. Holding the boy's head steady was easy as he didn't fight, despite his inexperience, and somehow the boy seemed to actually relax under Jared's command.
“Good boy,” Jared growled out, and watched as the boy's eyes fluttered in apparent happiness. “Perfect. Letting me fuck your mouth, so beautiful on your knees. That's where you belong, isn't it?”
He was thrusting more than half his length into the boy's throat now, ignoring the way the boy had to be choking and gagging. Instead the boy seemed to work out how to breathe on his own, and one hand had disappeared out of Jared's sight.
“You touching yourself?” Jared bit out, and the boy hummed in response. The extra stimulation made Jared jolt forwards, shoving almost his entire dick into his boy. It didn't take long with the boy's throat constricting around him for Jared to lose control, hips bucking wildly as he finally reached his limit.
“Fuck, that's my boy,” Jared groaned, “almost there. You're gonna swallow it, aren't you? Gonna take everything I give you and be grateful for it!”
The boy's arm was moving at a furious pace, and he seemed more than grateful for what Jared was offering - he seemed desperate for it. With a final growl, Jared let go of his restraint. He shoved forward and dug his fingers into the boy's scalp as he came, ignoring the way the boy started to struggle for breath.
When he finally collapsed back against the seat, the boy immediately started coughing - but Jared couldn't see much of his seed escape the boy's mouth. Instead, the boy wiped his mouth on his hand and then licked it clean, before shoving a hand back down to his own crotch.
Jared was filled with a surprising surge of possessiveness at the sight. He reached down and grabbed the boy by the waist, pulling him up into his lap again.
“Can I touch you?” Jared demanded, fingers flexing against the boy's hips. “I'll add-”
“Yes! Please, sir!” The boy was rasping, voice wrecked, before Jared could even offer more money. With a contented growl, Jared tore open the boy's jeans and shoved them down his legs, along with his underwear. The boy was flushed all over, his cock especially, and he writhed in Jared's grasp.
Instead of grasping the boy's leaking cock, Jared grabbed his ass and started massaging. The boy groaned, eyes slamming shut and head falling forwards even as he shoved his ass backwards. Jared stared at this gorgeous creature in his lap as the boy started stroking himself again.
Soon it wasn't enough though, and Jared pressed a finger forwards, between the boy's ass cheeks. He found the small pucker of his entrance easily enough, and rubbed at it with determination. An idea was forming in his head, and he glanced out of the window to check how close they were to their destination.
Figuring he had just enough time, Jared reached into the briefcase on the seat beside him and came out with some of the slick he'd stashed in there. Never knew what he'd be in the mood for once he got them in his car. Coating his finger was simple, and the writhing boy on his lap didn't even seem to care. Instead, when he started rubbing at the boy's hole again, the boy shoved himself back to accept the intrusion.
“Please sir,” the boy gasped, starting to fuck himself on Jared's finger, “please, I need... need you...” He was panting hard, and looked to be getting close to the edge. Jared didn't want that though, and instead grabbed both of the boy's wrists with the hand that wasn't currently working its way into the boy.
“You'll get what you need,” Jared growled at him, “when I decide you need it enough.”
A whimper fell from the boy's lips, but Jared paid no attention to it. He lifted the boy's wrists to his own shoulders.
“Hold on to me here,” he instructed, “and keep moving. Work for it, convince me you need it.”
It didn't take much, for the boy immediately grabbed on to Jared's shoulders and kept riding his hand. The boy's cock was bouncing up and down, never quite reaching anything to give friction, but the boy seemed more intent on Jared's fingers.
Adding more slick, Jared worked in another, and the boy let out a shout. His movements didn't slow - in fact if anything, they increased - and Jared watched with hungry eyes as his new toy chased a relief that was just out of reach.
The boy was clenching around his fingers, and Jared wanted to know what that would feel like around his cock. He wasn't hard again yet - things like that took time, these days - but he already had a plan. Jared would know what that gorgeous ass felt like milking him. He'd just need a little bit of patience.
Jared looked at the rearview mirror and met his driver's eyes. They were almost at their destination, and Jared nodded. He was almost done, two more streets should be enough.
He worked a third finger inside the boy even as he glanced down at the case beside him. The boy's moans were turning to pleas for more, for harder, for Jared to “please let me come, sir!”
Just as they were turning onto the right street, Jared removed his hand from the boy. The boy whimpered and whined, until Jared brought up what he'd reached for. He slid the bright pink plug into the boy's ass, and was treated to the most amazing sight.
As he felt himself being penetrated, the boy's head flew back, eyes wide open, and his mouth dropped in a wordless shout as his cock erupted, coming without a hand on him. Jared didn't even care that his suit was most likely ruined - getting to watch that was worth it, and he thrust the plug in and out until the boy collapsed forward, breathing wrecked and body trembling. As they drew up to the house the boy had mentioned, where a party seemed to be in full swing, Jared gave the plug one last, firm push, lodging it securely, before tugging up the boy's underwear.
“That was extremely pleasant,” Jared praised the boy and reached for his wallet. He quickly counted out five hundred and tucked the cash into the boy's back pocket, making sure to squeeze as he did so. “I've left you a little present. If you want another five hundred, keep it in. I'll meet you again tomorrow. I won't have time to waste on stretching, I'll just shove right into you. So you'd better make sure you're ready.”
With that, he opened the door and pushed the boy out. The boy stumbled a little, clearly disoriented and unused to moving while plugged. It was of no consequence to Jared though, and he nodded at his driver. The car pulled away from the curb, and Jared smiled to himself. He'd have something to look forward to during tomorrow's dull meetings then.
~*~
The next night, Jared was stuck at a business party. Luckily he wouldn't have to wait long, he just needed to meet the new CEO and make small talk for a while, then he could go see his new toy. There was enough champagne to keep him easy-going enough for now.
Then the new boss, the head of the business, walked into the room with his wife and son. Jared felt as though he was frozen, even as his co-workers pulled him forwards to say hello. He couldn't even look at the new CEO, he was too busy freaking out in his mind.
For the CEO's son was scrawny, small, fifteen years old with a face to die for - freckles, green eyes, and lips that were just made for sucking cock.
“Ah, Mr Padalecki,” his new boss smiled at him. “I'd like you to meet my son, Jensen. He'll be helping out around the office after school.”
Jared felt his heart about to beat out of his chest, as Jensen looked up at him from under ridiculously beautiful eyelashes and licked his lips.
“Hello, sir,” Jensen whispered.
Oh, fuck.