J2 Big Bang Gone In An Instant (Or Here Til The Bitter End) Jared/Jensen NC-17 Chapter 4/13
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It wasn’t that Jared wasn’t happy that Genevieve found Danneel and the wonders of lesbian sex, he was. He was ecstatic because if anyone deserved happiness it was Genevieve and considering the permanent grin that she’d been wearing since her date with Danneel a few weeks ago, she was plenty happy. But he didn’t want to hear about it, at least not the minute details. And definitely not anything about the other girl’s pussy, her grooming habits and how many times Danneel could make her come and the different ways they’d gone about doing it.
There was the other issue of him not getting orgasms, at all, unless it was with his own hand and damn he was sick and tired of that method. He’d emailed Jensen and outright suggested they get together and work off the sexual tension he knew he felt. At first he hadn’t been sure, assuming that Jensen was straight with bi-curious tendencies and fucking Danneel, but once things had been cleared up and he’d seen just how jealous Jensen had been at seeing Jared with his sister of all people, he knew that it was just a matter of time before something happened.
Except that life seemed to keep happening, over and over and over. They’d exchanged a few emails, moving up to texts and then phone calls. Within just a few weeks not a day went by that they didn’t speak at least once, most often a few times. They hadn’t had a chance to get together mainly because when Jensen was free, Jared wasn’t and vice versa. And when they were both finally almost free, the Ultimate Frisbee final was the night they had wanted to make their first date.
Jensen had mentioned that he would be going to the finals, both with Danneel wanting to watch Genevieve and Chris going to cheer on Sandy. Not to mention their whole team couldn’t help but still wonder how the fuck DATA had managed to beat every single team for a perfect record and have the lowest percentage of points against them. They had agreed to hammer out an official first date after the game.
For the first time since the Frisbee ‘season’ started Jared was nervous. If they won this game, they would have a true perfect season, winning the Intramural Ultimate Frisbee Championship and putting all mockery behind them. He knew everyone thought they were easy to beat because they were computer sciences, but he also knew how deceiving assumptions could be.
“We’ll be fine,” Aldis said with a shrug. He’d only been playing the last few games so he didn’t have the same investment in the championship that Jared did. Granted, he was better than they could have hoped but he didn’t have the history that Chad had with them. Chad. Jared looked over at Chad who was growling in misery, trying to itch under his cast which only had a few more weeks until it would be removed. His heart went out to his best friend, he knew how much Chad wanted to be out there to win it with them, but his repeated poor choices had kept him from being able to play. Jared couldn’t be sure that if he had the whole thing to do over again, Chad wouldn’t try it again, just to show he COULD actually do the keg stand completely hammered.
Sandy and Genevieve walked onto the field wearing equally as skimpy tank tops and short shorts, causing Jared to groan and cover his eyes. “No. No, no, no.” They both gave him identically innocent looks.
“What?”
“No. You don’t see me wearing a fucking speedo and greasing up my chest because someone I want to fuck is going to be here, do you?” They both bowed their heads as if being scolded. “Go put on your regular clothes.”
“But Jared,” Genevieve said with a pout. “I look good in this outfit.” She looked over to where Danneel was watching her, a sexy smirk on her face.
“And you look good in what you usually wear. Put it on over that so the second we win you can tear it off and your girlfriend can jump you.” He looked at Sandy and pointed at her. “You too San. GO.”
Sophia’s laughter caught Jared’s attention and he growled at her. “Not you too, Bush. Don’t get me started.”
“Oh Jare,” she said playfully. “He’ll still want to fuck you if you lose today.”
“It’s not too late to replace you, woman,” Jared said with no heat.
“Please, without me we have no chance at winning.”
Fifteen minutes later they were all standing in their huddle, wearing their appropriate game gear and psyching themselves up.
“We’re smarter than them,” Jared said with a grin.
“And sexier than them,” Sophia added.
“And bake better than them,” Sandy giggled.
“And fuck better than them,” Genevieve added.
“And are cooler than them,” Matt cheered.
“And will make more money than them,” Aldis added as they all put their hands in the centre of the circle. Meeting each other’s eyes they jumped, cheered and started clapping as they took their places on the field.
Jared took a few seconds to find Jensen in the crowd, he gave a short wave and focused on the game in front of them.
The English department played a hard fought game, but in the end fell to DATA with a score of 14-8. They had lead for the majority of the first half but with a few lucky plays and a Hail Mary pass from Genevieve to Aldis, the Computer Sciences team came out on top. They lined up for their congratulatory handshakes before celebrating, holding the trophy high and proud as the Yearbook Committee and student paper took their pictures for their respective publications.
Jared watched as Genevieve ran and jumped up with Danneel and Sandy launched herself at Chris, both couples not holding back any of the excitement they felt from their win.
“Good game,” Jared heard Jensen’s voice behind him. He turned to face the other man and couldn’t stop the grin that resulted.
For a moment, Jared wanted to launch himself at Jensen and maul him like the girls had. Instead, he just nodded and ran his fingers through his hair nervously. “Oh man, thanks. I wasn’t sure there for a while but we did it. We won.”
Jensen was dressed in a pair of jeans, a button up shirt under a warm sweater and looked like perfection. He, on the other hand, was wearing a pair of sweat pants and a tee shirt, both which were covered in mud and grass stains and was soaked through with sweat from exertion. Jared had never felt less sexy in his life. “Sorry, I’d … you know,” he said pointing between them, “But I’m all…”
“Hot?” Jensen supplied, his eyes roaming up and down Jared’s frame.
“Yeah, overheated definitely.”
“No, you’re hot. That game was hot.” Jensen clarified as he licked his lips. His green eyes were cloudy with heat and Jared felt his body begin to react. As if reading his mind, Aldis appeared with a giant bottle of Gatorade and handed it to Jared, interrupting the two.
“Dude, we heading out? I’m HONGRY and we got some celebrating to do!”
“Just a sec man.” It was as if karma continued playing her big cosmic joke on them. Any time he had a few minutes to talk to Jensen, someone seemed to always burst in and interrupt. “I’ll meet you over at the parking lot.”
“Oh, I can wait,” Aldis replied with genuine innocence. He smiled and nodded a hello at Jensen as the two men stood there awkwardly.
“Aldis?” Jared said with wide eyes. When there still was no understanding Aldis’ gaze Jared wiped his face with his hands. “A few minutes please?”
Jensen barked a laugh and covered it with a cough. It seemed then that Aldis understood what he was interrupting and his eyes widened and he flushed with embarrassment.
“Dude…yeah…I’m’a just…” Aldis muttered as he rushed away without looking back.
When they were alone again both men gave a nervous laugh. Jared’s stomach was fluttering and he knew he had to get going but didn’t want to leave without cementing a date. “I was wondering what you were doing tomorrow night,” he asked. “I’m free and wasn’t sure if you had anything…”
“I don’t,” Jensen said quickly. “I don’t have anything else that I want to be doing.”
“Good,” Jared grinned. “Six okay with you? I’ll come by your place to get you?”
“Perfect. Dinner?”
Jared gave an unexpected yawn and chuckled. “Sounds good. I’m sorry to run but I’m fucking beat, and I’m supposed to be going out to celebrate with everyone but I’ve got to get home, walk Tank and hopefully convince them that I’m too tired to do anything but pass out. And I do NOT want to be tired for tomorrow night.”
“Go,” Jensen said with a gentle shove. “Rest up. Get some sleep.”
Jared stepped closer and found himself lost in Jensen’s eyes. “I really want to…”
“Go?” Jensen offered.
“Kiss you,” was Jared’s response. He loved the look of pleased surprise that covered Jensen’s face. “But I’m gross.”
“I think we established you’re hot,” Jensen argued stepping in even closer.
“I don’t want to get you dirty.”
Jensen pressed his hands to Jared’s shirt and grasped the material in his fist. They were practically nose to nose and the world outside of the two of them seemed to have vanished. “I’ll have you know,” Jensen said in a low, near growling voice, “I like it dirty.”
Jared’s groin tightened and his cock filled to hardness. He couldn’t help but groan and adjust himself, hoping to ease the ache that was settling in. “Damn,” he whispered. Their mouths came together in a soft, tentative kiss before Jared stepped back. “Tomorrow?” He said softly, focused on the smatter of freckles on Jensen’s nose.
“Six,” Jensen agreed.
Jared gave Jensen’s hand one last squeeze before he headed to grab his belongings and run towards the parking lot where he could see Aldis, Chad and Sophia waiting for him. When he was almost out of sight, he turned and gave Jensen a wave and felt a flutter in his stomach at the wave that was returned.
He convinced Aldis to drop him off at home and promised he would meet them at the bar once he’d showered and walked and fed Tank.
“You’re not coming, you pussy.” Chad admonished with a laugh. Jared tried to argue but he got a flash of Chad’s middle finger in response. “You say you’ll come, you’ll do what you’ve got to do and then you’ll text and say you’re almost on your way, but really you’ll be in bed and minutes away from passing out.”
Ignoring Chad, Jared looked at Sophia and Aldis. Both who were nodding their head at Chad’s assessment. “Fuck you, I’m coming.” To Aldis he asked if he was still okay to take his shift at the computer lab the next night so he could go on his date with Jensen.
“Brother,” Aldis said with a laugh, “Anything to get your giant ass laid is worth me sacrificing one Saturday night at the lab. Plus it’s only til 9 so it’s not even that big of a deal.”
They pulled up to Jared’s house. Giving one more promise to meet up with his friends later that they all knew he wouldn’t keep, Jared headed into the house and was met with Tank. Tank was more than ready for his walk and it only took him a few minutes to get the items necessary to take the tiny terror out for his walk. It seemed that Tank was taking longer than usual to find his place to do his business. Jared had his phone out and was answering emails and messages he had amassed through the day. Without a second thought, he typed out Jensen’s name and started a message to him.
“So what did you end up getting up to tonight?
It wasn’t until he had bent over to pick up Tank’s waste that his phone vibrated as a message entered into his inbox. Seeing Jensen’s name on his screen caused for Jared to smile.
“Showing of Dracula at the old Paradise Cinema with Mikey and Tom. Shouldn’t you be asleep.”
“Gary Oldman or Bela Lugosi?” Jared fired back, texting as they walked back to the house.
“Lugosi. You a fan?”
“Love old horror movies. And I’m just walking this beast before I go home to shower and pass out. I might not even eat, I’m that tired.”
When they arrived back at the house, Jared filled Tank’s water bowl with fresh water, his food bowl with a scoop of kibble and locked the doors. He swiped a bottle of water from the fridge and what was probably half of Chad’s sub and headed upstairs to undress.
“It’s playing again at the end of the month, maybe we can catch it. They’re also playing Frankenstein, Bride of Frankenstein and Wolf Man. It’s a whole weekend thing. And Tank is too small to be considered a beast.”
“We will definitely have to hit that up.” Jared finished the rest of the water, washing down the last bites of Chad’s sandwich. “You see what comes out when he’s had too much to eat in a day and then you can judge if he’s a beast or not. Okay, shower time and then bed. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Okay, movie’s about to start anyways. Night. Sleep well.”
He was too tired to think too much about Jensen or how easy their conversation was becoming. Once showered, dressed in boxers and a tee shirt and comfortably in bed he sent one last text to his friends.
“Hey guys. Too tired to come out. Sorry, I’ll make it up to you tomorrow at brunch. I was so close to making it down to the bar. Night.”
The last thing he saw was Genevieve’s text calling him a fucking pussy before he fell asleep, a smile on his face and the beginnings of butterflies in his stomach at the prospect of his date with Jensen the next night.
On To Chapter 5a
Masterpost
It wasn’t that Jared wasn’t happy that Genevieve found Danneel and the wonders of lesbian sex, he was. He was ecstatic because if anyone deserved happiness it was Genevieve and considering the permanent grin that she’d been wearing since her date with Danneel a few weeks ago, she was plenty happy. But he didn’t want to hear about it, at least not the minute details. And definitely not anything about the other girl’s pussy, her grooming habits and how many times Danneel could make her come and the different ways they’d gone about doing it.
There was the other issue of him not getting orgasms, at all, unless it was with his own hand and damn he was sick and tired of that method. He’d emailed Jensen and outright suggested they get together and work off the sexual tension he knew he felt. At first he hadn’t been sure, assuming that Jensen was straight with bi-curious tendencies and fucking Danneel, but once things had been cleared up and he’d seen just how jealous Jensen had been at seeing Jared with his sister of all people, he knew that it was just a matter of time before something happened.
Except that life seemed to keep happening, over and over and over. They’d exchanged a few emails, moving up to texts and then phone calls. Within just a few weeks not a day went by that they didn’t speak at least once, most often a few times. They hadn’t had a chance to get together mainly because when Jensen was free, Jared wasn’t and vice versa. And when they were both finally almost free, the Ultimate Frisbee final was the night they had wanted to make their first date.
Jensen had mentioned that he would be going to the finals, both with Danneel wanting to watch Genevieve and Chris going to cheer on Sandy. Not to mention their whole team couldn’t help but still wonder how the fuck DATA had managed to beat every single team for a perfect record and have the lowest percentage of points against them. They had agreed to hammer out an official first date after the game.
For the first time since the Frisbee ‘season’ started Jared was nervous. If they won this game, they would have a true perfect season, winning the Intramural Ultimate Frisbee Championship and putting all mockery behind them. He knew everyone thought they were easy to beat because they were computer sciences, but he also knew how deceiving assumptions could be.
“We’ll be fine,” Aldis said with a shrug. He’d only been playing the last few games so he didn’t have the same investment in the championship that Jared did. Granted, he was better than they could have hoped but he didn’t have the history that Chad had with them. Chad. Jared looked over at Chad who was growling in misery, trying to itch under his cast which only had a few more weeks until it would be removed. His heart went out to his best friend, he knew how much Chad wanted to be out there to win it with them, but his repeated poor choices had kept him from being able to play. Jared couldn’t be sure that if he had the whole thing to do over again, Chad wouldn’t try it again, just to show he COULD actually do the keg stand completely hammered.
Sandy and Genevieve walked onto the field wearing equally as skimpy tank tops and short shorts, causing Jared to groan and cover his eyes. “No. No, no, no.” They both gave him identically innocent looks.
“What?”
“No. You don’t see me wearing a fucking speedo and greasing up my chest because someone I want to fuck is going to be here, do you?” They both bowed their heads as if being scolded. “Go put on your regular clothes.”
“But Jared,” Genevieve said with a pout. “I look good in this outfit.” She looked over to where Danneel was watching her, a sexy smirk on her face.
“And you look good in what you usually wear. Put it on over that so the second we win you can tear it off and your girlfriend can jump you.” He looked at Sandy and pointed at her. “You too San. GO.”
Sophia’s laughter caught Jared’s attention and he growled at her. “Not you too, Bush. Don’t get me started.”
“Oh Jare,” she said playfully. “He’ll still want to fuck you if you lose today.”
“It’s not too late to replace you, woman,” Jared said with no heat.
“Please, without me we have no chance at winning.”
Fifteen minutes later they were all standing in their huddle, wearing their appropriate game gear and psyching themselves up.
“We’re smarter than them,” Jared said with a grin.
“And sexier than them,” Sophia added.
“And bake better than them,” Sandy giggled.
“And fuck better than them,” Genevieve added.
“And are cooler than them,” Matt cheered.
“And will make more money than them,” Aldis added as they all put their hands in the centre of the circle. Meeting each other’s eyes they jumped, cheered and started clapping as they took their places on the field.
Jared took a few seconds to find Jensen in the crowd, he gave a short wave and focused on the game in front of them.
The English department played a hard fought game, but in the end fell to DATA with a score of 14-8. They had lead for the majority of the first half but with a few lucky plays and a Hail Mary pass from Genevieve to Aldis, the Computer Sciences team came out on top. They lined up for their congratulatory handshakes before celebrating, holding the trophy high and proud as the Yearbook Committee and student paper took their pictures for their respective publications.
Jared watched as Genevieve ran and jumped up with Danneel and Sandy launched herself at Chris, both couples not holding back any of the excitement they felt from their win.
“Good game,” Jared heard Jensen’s voice behind him. He turned to face the other man and couldn’t stop the grin that resulted.
For a moment, Jared wanted to launch himself at Jensen and maul him like the girls had. Instead, he just nodded and ran his fingers through his hair nervously. “Oh man, thanks. I wasn’t sure there for a while but we did it. We won.”
Jensen was dressed in a pair of jeans, a button up shirt under a warm sweater and looked like perfection. He, on the other hand, was wearing a pair of sweat pants and a tee shirt, both which were covered in mud and grass stains and was soaked through with sweat from exertion. Jared had never felt less sexy in his life. “Sorry, I’d … you know,” he said pointing between them, “But I’m all…”
“Hot?” Jensen supplied, his eyes roaming up and down Jared’s frame.
“Yeah, overheated definitely.”
“No, you’re hot. That game was hot.” Jensen clarified as he licked his lips. His green eyes were cloudy with heat and Jared felt his body begin to react. As if reading his mind, Aldis appeared with a giant bottle of Gatorade and handed it to Jared, interrupting the two.
“Dude, we heading out? I’m HONGRY and we got some celebrating to do!”
“Just a sec man.” It was as if karma continued playing her big cosmic joke on them. Any time he had a few minutes to talk to Jensen, someone seemed to always burst in and interrupt. “I’ll meet you over at the parking lot.”
“Oh, I can wait,” Aldis replied with genuine innocence. He smiled and nodded a hello at Jensen as the two men stood there awkwardly.
“Aldis?” Jared said with wide eyes. When there still was no understanding Aldis’ gaze Jared wiped his face with his hands. “A few minutes please?”
Jensen barked a laugh and covered it with a cough. It seemed then that Aldis understood what he was interrupting and his eyes widened and he flushed with embarrassment.
“Dude…yeah…I’m’a just…” Aldis muttered as he rushed away without looking back.
When they were alone again both men gave a nervous laugh. Jared’s stomach was fluttering and he knew he had to get going but didn’t want to leave without cementing a date. “I was wondering what you were doing tomorrow night,” he asked. “I’m free and wasn’t sure if you had anything…”
“I don’t,” Jensen said quickly. “I don’t have anything else that I want to be doing.”
“Good,” Jared grinned. “Six okay with you? I’ll come by your place to get you?”
“Perfect. Dinner?”
Jared gave an unexpected yawn and chuckled. “Sounds good. I’m sorry to run but I’m fucking beat, and I’m supposed to be going out to celebrate with everyone but I’ve got to get home, walk Tank and hopefully convince them that I’m too tired to do anything but pass out. And I do NOT want to be tired for tomorrow night.”
“Go,” Jensen said with a gentle shove. “Rest up. Get some sleep.”
Jared stepped closer and found himself lost in Jensen’s eyes. “I really want to…”
“Go?” Jensen offered.
“Kiss you,” was Jared’s response. He loved the look of pleased surprise that covered Jensen’s face. “But I’m gross.”
“I think we established you’re hot,” Jensen argued stepping in even closer.
“I don’t want to get you dirty.”
Jensen pressed his hands to Jared’s shirt and grasped the material in his fist. They were practically nose to nose and the world outside of the two of them seemed to have vanished. “I’ll have you know,” Jensen said in a low, near growling voice, “I like it dirty.”
Jared’s groin tightened and his cock filled to hardness. He couldn’t help but groan and adjust himself, hoping to ease the ache that was settling in. “Damn,” he whispered. Their mouths came together in a soft, tentative kiss before Jared stepped back. “Tomorrow?” He said softly, focused on the smatter of freckles on Jensen’s nose.
“Six,” Jensen agreed.
Jared gave Jensen’s hand one last squeeze before he headed to grab his belongings and run towards the parking lot where he could see Aldis, Chad and Sophia waiting for him. When he was almost out of sight, he turned and gave Jensen a wave and felt a flutter in his stomach at the wave that was returned.
He convinced Aldis to drop him off at home and promised he would meet them at the bar once he’d showered and walked and fed Tank.
“You’re not coming, you pussy.” Chad admonished with a laugh. Jared tried to argue but he got a flash of Chad’s middle finger in response. “You say you’ll come, you’ll do what you’ve got to do and then you’ll text and say you’re almost on your way, but really you’ll be in bed and minutes away from passing out.”
Ignoring Chad, Jared looked at Sophia and Aldis. Both who were nodding their head at Chad’s assessment. “Fuck you, I’m coming.” To Aldis he asked if he was still okay to take his shift at the computer lab the next night so he could go on his date with Jensen.
“Brother,” Aldis said with a laugh, “Anything to get your giant ass laid is worth me sacrificing one Saturday night at the lab. Plus it’s only til 9 so it’s not even that big of a deal.”
They pulled up to Jared’s house. Giving one more promise to meet up with his friends later that they all knew he wouldn’t keep, Jared headed into the house and was met with Tank. Tank was more than ready for his walk and it only took him a few minutes to get the items necessary to take the tiny terror out for his walk. It seemed that Tank was taking longer than usual to find his place to do his business. Jared had his phone out and was answering emails and messages he had amassed through the day. Without a second thought, he typed out Jensen’s name and started a message to him.
“So what did you end up getting up to tonight?
It wasn’t until he had bent over to pick up Tank’s waste that his phone vibrated as a message entered into his inbox. Seeing Jensen’s name on his screen caused for Jared to smile.
“Showing of Dracula at the old Paradise Cinema with Mikey and Tom. Shouldn’t you be asleep.”
“Gary Oldman or Bela Lugosi?” Jared fired back, texting as they walked back to the house.
“Lugosi. You a fan?”
“Love old horror movies. And I’m just walking this beast before I go home to shower and pass out. I might not even eat, I’m that tired.”
When they arrived back at the house, Jared filled Tank’s water bowl with fresh water, his food bowl with a scoop of kibble and locked the doors. He swiped a bottle of water from the fridge and what was probably half of Chad’s sub and headed upstairs to undress.
“It’s playing again at the end of the month, maybe we can catch it. They’re also playing Frankenstein, Bride of Frankenstein and Wolf Man. It’s a whole weekend thing. And Tank is too small to be considered a beast.”
“We will definitely have to hit that up.” Jared finished the rest of the water, washing down the last bites of Chad’s sandwich. “You see what comes out when he’s had too much to eat in a day and then you can judge if he’s a beast or not. Okay, shower time and then bed. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Okay, movie’s about to start anyways. Night. Sleep well.”
He was too tired to think too much about Jensen or how easy their conversation was becoming. Once showered, dressed in boxers and a tee shirt and comfortably in bed he sent one last text to his friends.
“Hey guys. Too tired to come out. Sorry, I’ll make it up to you tomorrow at brunch. I was so close to making it down to the bar. Night.”
The last thing he saw was Genevieve’s text calling him a fucking pussy before he fell asleep, a smile on his face and the beginnings of butterflies in his stomach at the prospect of his date with Jensen the next night.
On To Chapter 5a
Masterpost