Like they do on the Discovery Channel (J2H)
Title: Like they do on the Discovery Channel
Rating: NC-17. duh.
Word Count: 1670
Summary: A look at a few times Jensen goes to Jared's house.
Note: PLEASE DON'T HATE ME FLIST *hides deep in my cave*
The first time Jensen goes to Jared’s place, he’s immediately assaulted by Harley and Sadie. Sadie stays just long enough to get a few scratches and memorize his scent before she walks off towards the patio door. Jared follows her, speaking to her in a soft, adorable baby-like voice as he steps outside with her. She does her business and they tumble into the grass, playing.
Harley sniffs slowly up his legs, and when his head can’t go any farther he hops up and pushes his front paws against his chest. Jensen slams back into the wall with a surprised whoosh of a gasp. Harley sniffs and licks at Jensen’s neck, whining low in his throat. He’s shifting his hind legs, and a short squeak escapes Jensen as Harley starts humping against him.
Jensen tries to push the dog away, but his grip is too strong and he’s too tired from a long stressful day. Just as he resigns himself to waiting until Harley finishes, the large body is being pulled away. Jared’s looking at him with wide, apologetic eyes, holding Harley away with one large hand gripped to the back of his collar.
“Jen, I’m so sorry man, I-”
“It’s fine, no harm done.” Jensen grins at him, hoping his blush doesn’t show too much.
The seventh time Jensen goes to Jared’s place, he finds himself on his knees on the floor looking for one of his contacts. Jared asks him how it fell out but Jensen doesn’t answer because he doesn’t want any one to know that he always cries when he watches ‘Dead Poet’s Society’.
Jensen grins when he spots it, bracing himself with one arm as he holds the contact close to his mouth with the other, blowing on it softly. Just as he’s about to stand, he feels something cold and wet poke between his cheeks, wetting the thin material of his boxers. He scoots forward to get away from Harley’s nose and tongue, but the dog follows him with a plaintive bark.
Jensen reaches back and pushes him away just enough that he’s able to stand. He bolts down the hall, calling out to Jared -who’s making a couple sandwiches in the kitchen- to tell him he found the contact. Jensen stops in front of a mirror hanging on the wall and slips it back on. He takes a few seconds to calm his breathing and walks back to the living room.
Jensen hears Harley’s claws clink against the tiles in the kitchen as he sits down. He presses his legs together as he curls into the corner of the soft couch, shying away from Harley slightly as he walks back into the room with Jared. He takes the offered sandwich and leans back, his cock gradually softening as they watch Jason butcher people on the large flat screen.
The twenty-second time Jensen goes to Jared’s place, they spend the morning playing in the backyard with the dogs. Jensen has scrapes and scratches on his arms from Sadie’s claws, clothes and skin smeared with mud from the wet ground. He and Jared walk back into the house grinning. They part ways, Jared to make lunch and Jensen to go have a shower.
After about fifteen minutes, Jensen walks out of the bathroom with a thin, skimpy towel wrapped around his hips. The two sides just barely meet at his right hip, material wet and plastered to his legs like a second skin.
Jensen yelps loudly, arms flailing out as two large paws push against his back. He goes tumbling to the carpeted floor, knees burning. His towel lands in a wet heap a few feet away, wetting the rug. He hears heavy panting and feels hot breath over the backs of his thighs and his now bare ass.
Jensen brings his legs back underneath himself and grunts when a heavy, soft weight falls onto his back. Smooth fur rubs against his back as Harley mounts him, forelegs holding him tight around the waist, hind legs stretched out long against his thighs. Jensen’s upper body falls to the thick carpet as Harley’s hips snap against his, wet tip of his dick rubbing over his skin. He tries to pull away but Harley growls, in no way playful, and Jensen stills.
“Jared!” Jensen cries in panic, biting hard into his lip as the head of Harley’s cock catches on the rim of his hole.
Heavy footfalls echo on wooden steps as Jared comes running, coming into the hallway at Jensen’s right side. Jensen hears a shocked gasp and refuses to look up at his friend.
“Harley?! Bad dog!” Jared goes to grab at Harley’s collar but the dog growls and snaps at his master’s hand, hips pushing harder and harder against Jensen’s.
Harley angles himself right and Jensen yells as his thick cock shoves into him, stretching him out wide. Forceful thrusts push the hot thickness deeper and Harley pulls Jensen back against him with strong forelegs, grunting and panting as he licks at the back of Jensen’s neck.
Jensen moans, shame knotting his stomach and lumping his throat as his dick hardens between his legs, hanging hot and heavy. He clenches his eyes shut tight as his back arches out, making it easier for Harley to fuck into him. He pants hard, chest heaving and cheeks deep red.
Jensen feels a strong hand curl under his jaw before his head is tilted up. His eyes open on their own -traitors- and he’s met with the sight of Jared’s flushed face, pupils blown dark and wide. He smashes their lips together but moves away before the kiss can progress. He crawls around Jensen and Harley and sits back on his knees, eyes fixed on the spot where his best friend and dog are joined.
Jared runs one fingertip along the stretched muscle, flushed dark and pulsing. He shifts and curls two fingers around Harley’s dick, just above his knot, and squeezes, keeping him from shoving all the way inside Jensen. Harley whines and bucks hard, claws raking against Jensen’s ribs as he squirms.
“You like that, Jen? Having Harley’s big doggy dick spreading you open?” Jensen moans and wiggles his hips and Jared chuckles deep, “C’mon pretty boy, beg for it.”
Jensen’s cheeks darken even more, reaching a shade of cherry red that almost matches with his lips, bruised from just one of Jared’s kisses. His mouth falls open and he sucks in a shaky breath, panting as Harley steps on his calves as he changes angles. Jensen chokes on a pleasure-loud wail as the tip of Harley’s cock pummels his prostate on the following three thrusts, feeling the dog’s frustration as Jared continues to hold his knot.
“Pl-please, Jay..put it in me..need it..” Jensen moans, resting forward on his forearms. His hips tilt again and Harley whines as Jared uncurls his hand.
The force of Harley’s thrusts doubles, thick knot pounding against him over and over until it stretches him wide enough to shove in. Jensen chokes on a pained wail as the big dog’s cock pulls at the rim of his hole, the tugging stinging and making his own cock leak precome over the dark blue carpet.
“Fuck, so hot, Jen. Letting my dog use you, fuck you all nice and hard. He’s gonna fill you up with hot, thick doggy come, and his pretty knot is gonna keep it deep in you.” Jared’s hand slips down into his boxers, jerking rough and quick.
Jensen pushes back on the next thrust and he feels soft, furry balls rub against his ass. The fingers of Jared’s free hand force their way into his mouth and Jensen gives a muffled groan as Harley’s dick presses up hard against his sweet spot. He sucks hard and moans around Jared’s big fingers, shaking as his orgasm rips through him.
Harley howls and stills and Jensen pants as Harley’s hot come rushes into him. Once he’s done, Harley slumps against Jensen and licks at his neck and cheek, snorting softly. His ears perk up as Jared slips in front of Jensen, cock hanging from the slit of his jeans and boxers. Jensen’s mouth waters and he feels Harley’s cheek rub up against his.
“C’mon, Jen, be a good little slut for me.” Jared purrs, rubbing the head of his dick over his lips and Jensen wraps his lips around it, tip of his tongue poking into the slit at the very top. Jared bucks up and Jensen takes him deeper, drool leaking from the corners of his mouth. Jensen whines in protest when Jared pulls out of his mouth, but his eyes stay focused on the tick length as Jared jerks himself off.
Jensen feels Harley’s woof against his shoulder and Jared scratches under his chin.
“Does my pretty puppy want some too?” Jared coos and scoots closer. Jensen cranes his neck and his cheeks flush as he watches Harley lap almost franticly at his master’s cock. Then suddenly Jared’s pressing it back to his lips and Jensen feels momentary disgust before he’s taking it all the way to the base, throat clenching around the slick heat. It doesn’t take long before Jared’s filling him up with come, spurting down his throat. Harley thrusts his hips a bit and Jensen feels the knot growing inside him again, his cock giving an interested jerk.
“Looks like we’re gonna be here all night.” Jared grins.
The twenty-ninth time Jensen goes to Jared’s place, they lay naked over the covers of Jared’s bed, bodies pressed together, the TV a low back round noise. Harley comes and goes, nosing between Jensen’s cheeks and lapping at his cock and balls. Jared fucks him nice and slow, and then Harley fucks him rough and hurried.
It becomes a routine, almost, and they’re all okay with it. Harley and Jared don’t mind sharing.
The forty-seventh time Jensen goes to Jared’s place, they finally say “I love you” while Harley and Jared pound away at Jensen’s ass.
Rating: NC-17. duh.
Word Count: 1670
Summary: A look at a few times Jensen goes to Jared's house.
Note: PLEASE DON'T HATE ME FLIST *hides deep in my cave*
The first time Jensen goes to Jared’s place, he’s immediately assaulted by Harley and Sadie. Sadie stays just long enough to get a few scratches and memorize his scent before she walks off towards the patio door. Jared follows her, speaking to her in a soft, adorable baby-like voice as he steps outside with her. She does her business and they tumble into the grass, playing.
Harley sniffs slowly up his legs, and when his head can’t go any farther he hops up and pushes his front paws against his chest. Jensen slams back into the wall with a surprised whoosh of a gasp. Harley sniffs and licks at Jensen’s neck, whining low in his throat. He’s shifting his hind legs, and a short squeak escapes Jensen as Harley starts humping against him.
Jensen tries to push the dog away, but his grip is too strong and he’s too tired from a long stressful day. Just as he resigns himself to waiting until Harley finishes, the large body is being pulled away. Jared’s looking at him with wide, apologetic eyes, holding Harley away with one large hand gripped to the back of his collar.
“Jen, I’m so sorry man, I-”
“It’s fine, no harm done.” Jensen grins at him, hoping his blush doesn’t show too much.
The seventh time Jensen goes to Jared’s place, he finds himself on his knees on the floor looking for one of his contacts. Jared asks him how it fell out but Jensen doesn’t answer because he doesn’t want any one to know that he always cries when he watches ‘Dead Poet’s Society’.
Jensen grins when he spots it, bracing himself with one arm as he holds the contact close to his mouth with the other, blowing on it softly. Just as he’s about to stand, he feels something cold and wet poke between his cheeks, wetting the thin material of his boxers. He scoots forward to get away from Harley’s nose and tongue, but the dog follows him with a plaintive bark.
Jensen reaches back and pushes him away just enough that he’s able to stand. He bolts down the hall, calling out to Jared -who’s making a couple sandwiches in the kitchen- to tell him he found the contact. Jensen stops in front of a mirror hanging on the wall and slips it back on. He takes a few seconds to calm his breathing and walks back to the living room.
Jensen hears Harley’s claws clink against the tiles in the kitchen as he sits down. He presses his legs together as he curls into the corner of the soft couch, shying away from Harley slightly as he walks back into the room with Jared. He takes the offered sandwich and leans back, his cock gradually softening as they watch Jason butcher people on the large flat screen.
The twenty-second time Jensen goes to Jared’s place, they spend the morning playing in the backyard with the dogs. Jensen has scrapes and scratches on his arms from Sadie’s claws, clothes and skin smeared with mud from the wet ground. He and Jared walk back into the house grinning. They part ways, Jared to make lunch and Jensen to go have a shower.
After about fifteen minutes, Jensen walks out of the bathroom with a thin, skimpy towel wrapped around his hips. The two sides just barely meet at his right hip, material wet and plastered to his legs like a second skin.
Jensen yelps loudly, arms flailing out as two large paws push against his back. He goes tumbling to the carpeted floor, knees burning. His towel lands in a wet heap a few feet away, wetting the rug. He hears heavy panting and feels hot breath over the backs of his thighs and his now bare ass.
Jensen brings his legs back underneath himself and grunts when a heavy, soft weight falls onto his back. Smooth fur rubs against his back as Harley mounts him, forelegs holding him tight around the waist, hind legs stretched out long against his thighs. Jensen’s upper body falls to the thick carpet as Harley’s hips snap against his, wet tip of his dick rubbing over his skin. He tries to pull away but Harley growls, in no way playful, and Jensen stills.
“Jared!” Jensen cries in panic, biting hard into his lip as the head of Harley’s cock catches on the rim of his hole.
Heavy footfalls echo on wooden steps as Jared comes running, coming into the hallway at Jensen’s right side. Jensen hears a shocked gasp and refuses to look up at his friend.
“Harley?! Bad dog!” Jared goes to grab at Harley’s collar but the dog growls and snaps at his master’s hand, hips pushing harder and harder against Jensen’s.
Harley angles himself right and Jensen yells as his thick cock shoves into him, stretching him out wide. Forceful thrusts push the hot thickness deeper and Harley pulls Jensen back against him with strong forelegs, grunting and panting as he licks at the back of Jensen’s neck.
Jensen moans, shame knotting his stomach and lumping his throat as his dick hardens between his legs, hanging hot and heavy. He clenches his eyes shut tight as his back arches out, making it easier for Harley to fuck into him. He pants hard, chest heaving and cheeks deep red.
Jensen feels a strong hand curl under his jaw before his head is tilted up. His eyes open on their own -traitors- and he’s met with the sight of Jared’s flushed face, pupils blown dark and wide. He smashes their lips together but moves away before the kiss can progress. He crawls around Jensen and Harley and sits back on his knees, eyes fixed on the spot where his best friend and dog are joined.
Jared runs one fingertip along the stretched muscle, flushed dark and pulsing. He shifts and curls two fingers around Harley’s dick, just above his knot, and squeezes, keeping him from shoving all the way inside Jensen. Harley whines and bucks hard, claws raking against Jensen’s ribs as he squirms.
“You like that, Jen? Having Harley’s big doggy dick spreading you open?” Jensen moans and wiggles his hips and Jared chuckles deep, “C’mon pretty boy, beg for it.”
Jensen’s cheeks darken even more, reaching a shade of cherry red that almost matches with his lips, bruised from just one of Jared’s kisses. His mouth falls open and he sucks in a shaky breath, panting as Harley steps on his calves as he changes angles. Jensen chokes on a pleasure-loud wail as the tip of Harley’s cock pummels his prostate on the following three thrusts, feeling the dog’s frustration as Jared continues to hold his knot.
“Pl-please, Jay..put it in me..need it..” Jensen moans, resting forward on his forearms. His hips tilt again and Harley whines as Jared uncurls his hand.
The force of Harley’s thrusts doubles, thick knot pounding against him over and over until it stretches him wide enough to shove in. Jensen chokes on a pained wail as the big dog’s cock pulls at the rim of his hole, the tugging stinging and making his own cock leak precome over the dark blue carpet.
“Fuck, so hot, Jen. Letting my dog use you, fuck you all nice and hard. He’s gonna fill you up with hot, thick doggy come, and his pretty knot is gonna keep it deep in you.” Jared’s hand slips down into his boxers, jerking rough and quick.
Jensen pushes back on the next thrust and he feels soft, furry balls rub against his ass. The fingers of Jared’s free hand force their way into his mouth and Jensen gives a muffled groan as Harley’s dick presses up hard against his sweet spot. He sucks hard and moans around Jared’s big fingers, shaking as his orgasm rips through him.
Harley howls and stills and Jensen pants as Harley’s hot come rushes into him. Once he’s done, Harley slumps against Jensen and licks at his neck and cheek, snorting softly. His ears perk up as Jared slips in front of Jensen, cock hanging from the slit of his jeans and boxers. Jensen’s mouth waters and he feels Harley’s cheek rub up against his.
“C’mon, Jen, be a good little slut for me.” Jared purrs, rubbing the head of his dick over his lips and Jensen wraps his lips around it, tip of his tongue poking into the slit at the very top. Jared bucks up and Jensen takes him deeper, drool leaking from the corners of his mouth. Jensen whines in protest when Jared pulls out of his mouth, but his eyes stay focused on the tick length as Jared jerks himself off.
Jensen feels Harley’s woof against his shoulder and Jared scratches under his chin.
“Does my pretty puppy want some too?” Jared coos and scoots closer. Jensen cranes his neck and his cheeks flush as he watches Harley lap almost franticly at his master’s cock. Then suddenly Jared’s pressing it back to his lips and Jensen feels momentary disgust before he’s taking it all the way to the base, throat clenching around the slick heat. It doesn’t take long before Jared’s filling him up with come, spurting down his throat. Harley thrusts his hips a bit and Jensen feels the knot growing inside him again, his cock giving an interested jerk.
“Looks like we’re gonna be here all night.” Jared grins.
The twenty-ninth time Jensen goes to Jared’s place, they lay naked over the covers of Jared’s bed, bodies pressed together, the TV a low back round noise. Harley comes and goes, nosing between Jensen’s cheeks and lapping at his cock and balls. Jared fucks him nice and slow, and then Harley fucks him rough and hurried.
It becomes a routine, almost, and they’re all okay with it. Harley and Jared don’t mind sharing.
The forty-seventh time Jensen goes to Jared’s place, they finally say “I love you” while Harley and Jared pound away at Jensen’s ass.