Fic: First Times (Jensen/Chad, NC-17)
So I just ate a peach and it made me think more about sweet, dripping wet pussy. But instead of pussy I bring you cock. I should be working, but instead I got bit by the porn bug. Enjoy.
Title: First Times
Author: Moosesal
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Chad Michael Murray
Rating: NC-17, definitely
Part of my Chad's Girls world. This is the bathroom scene in a bit more detail. *g* Pure, unapologetic porn.
The first time Chad and Jensen messed around was when they were both guesting on Dawson's Creek. Mutual handjobs in Chad's rental car. It was quick and they wiped up with some McDonald's napkins they found in the passenger door pocket. Chad wasn't even sure how they'd got there -- the napkins, that is. He and Jensen had walked from the wardrobe trailer. Why, on the other hand was as unknown as the napkins.
They'd shared a few sloppy, awkward kisses then leaned into each other, their foreheads touching as they looked down at their hands on each other's cock.. After, they'd looked away and Jensen said, "So..." and Chad said, "Yeah..." and Jensen got out of the car and that was it.
After that there were a few other similar moments in Chad's car or the bathroom of a local bar while Josh and James and Michelle were outside drinking beer and laughing. But it was never serious, they didn't really talk about it, and they certainly didn't make plans to have dinner or something else that would qualify as a date. They got their rocks off and went about their business. That was all it was and all it would ever be.
After their final episode together they ended up on the same flight back to LA. Seated side by side in first class. The entire trip Jensen tried to sleep while Chad persisted in leaning over and saying things like, "Wanna go into the bathroom and blow me?" and "God, Jensen, that mouth of yours" and "I dated this chick in high school who had lips like yours" and then finally "But it wasn't her lips, man. It was her tongue. She did this thing wtih her tongue and my ass..."
As soon as they were off the plane at LAX, Jensen hauled Chad into a handicap stall in the men's restroom and pushed him to his knees. "Do it," he commanded.
"Do what?" Chad asked with a teasing smile.
"The thing... with your tongue." And he had, though not as thoroughly as he would have liked. It was quick and dirty and he finished himself off with his hand while sucking Jensen off.
When they met up again in NYC at a CW network party and sllipped off to the bathroom together, it was like LAX all over. But this time Chad wanted more than to come in his own fist. Jensen leaned back against the stall door while Chad went to work opening his pants and shifting them down his hips. He hissed at the first feel of Chad's mouth on him, hot and wet and needy. Chad pressed the heel of his hand to his crotch in a vain attempt to cool his own jets while he got Jensen all worked up.
Chad worked Jensen with his mouth, taking him deep, feeling the press of him on the back of his tongue, at the edge of his throat. He swallowed past his gag reflex and took Jensen just a little deeper, looking up at his face as he did. Chad would have smiled at Jensen's muttered "Jesus" if he didn't have his mouth full. He wanted to fuck Jensen, but he wanted to watch him come undone first. He wanted to make him melt. He wasn't even sure why.
They'd had fumblings in the past, they'd done this in the past. But he'd never been inside Jensen before. He wanted that, he wanted to sink inside Jensen's body, feel him tight and hot around him. He pulled back and nudged Jensen's hip, urging him to turn. Jensen did, pressing his forhead to the door of the stall they'd crammed themselves in. Chad shifted, started to stand, but then stopped himself. He remembered that day at LAX, working Jensen with his tongue, and he leaned in and tasted. He slid his tongue up the crack of Jensen's ass. Jensen whimpered and tried to spread his legs wider, but was stymied by his pants. Chad compensated by using his hands to open Jensen up and dove in. He'd eaten pussy a billion times, but this... this he'd only done that one other time.
He'd been on the receiving end, though. He knew how good it felt and he just used his tongue, lips, teeth in ways that seemed like they should work. Judging by Jensen's whispered "fuck" and "so good" he was doing okay.
Chad kept at it, thrusting and licking and just tasting the man before him. Jensen. Fucking Jensen. So damn good. As he relaxed and opened up, Chad pressed his tongue deeper. He pulled away and thrust a finger inside a couple of times, then pressed in with both thumbs, stretching Jensen open and licking his way inside. "Wanna fuck you. Wanna fuck you so bad." His voice was raw with need.
Jensen answered by pushing back against his face. Chad thought he heard a "yeah" but wasn't sure. He pulled away and stood up and then Jensen was fishing in his pants pocket and passing him lube and a condom and Chad wondered just exactly what Jensen had thought was going to happen at this party. Chad certainly hadn't come prepared for fucking in the bathroom. Hell, he hadn't even expected to makout with somebody in a dark corner. But here he was. Rolling on a condom, slicking up, and pushing two wet fingers in Jensen's ass. He squeezed himself to put the brakes the excitement that came from Jensen's obvious eagerness.
"Come on already." Jensen glanced back over his shoulder. "Do it."
"Shit." Chad pulled his fingers out and pressed forward with his cock. He started out slow and careful and then Jensen was pushing back onto him, reaching back to grip his hip. And then Chad was inside him. All the way inside Jensen's hungry ass. Fuck.
So tight. So hot. So fucking good. It was unreal. He'd never really done this before. There'd been handjobs and blowjobs and he'd been on the receiving end a couple times when really fucked up. He'd even fucked a couple chicks in the ass. But this? This was a billion times different. The girls had never really wanted it, not like Jensen did. The way Jensen fucked back, begged for it, splayed his hands against the door to take the ass pounding that Chad was giving him as they both got more and more worked up. It was hot. It was amazing. It was too much.
"Gonna come," he warned. "Gonna fucking come."
Jensen took one hand off the door, turning his head so his cheek and shoulder took his weight. He reached down and started jerking himself and in seconds he was groaning and his ass squeezed down tighter on Chad's cock and that was it. He was done. Finished. It was all over. Chad's cock twitched and he was coming in Jensen's ass, his fingers squeezing Jensen's hips, his body jerking as he struggled to stay standing.
His head dropped forward to rest between Jensen's shoulders. His shirt smelled like fabric softener, but underneath was the smell of Jensen and sex and Chad wondered how quickly he could go again, because he wanted to strip Jensen bare and bury himself inside him for hours. He wanted to fuck him face to face. He wanted to lay back and let Jensen ride him. He wanted to do it in a bed, in the shower, bent over the hood of his car. Everywhere and everyway. It was crazy. One fuck and he was hooked.
He pulled out carefully and removed the condom, dropping it in the toilet. He adjusted himself back into his pants and tried to figure out what to say as Jensen shifted away from the door and faced him. There was come on his hand and smeared across the door. Chad passed him some toilet paper to clean up with and cutoff Jensen's muttered "thanks" with a kiss. He reached up and grabbed the back of Jensen's head and just held him there while he fucked his mouth with his tongue. Jensen gave as good as he got and when Chad pulled back they were both panting again and just staring at each other, unsure what to say.
"I'm gonna--" Chad started, but cut himself off. What was this?
"You're gonna what?" Jensen looked genuinely interested. Chad shifted and looked away, but maybe Jensen was on the same page as him. He reached out, fingers to Chad's chin, pulling his head around to face him. He was so gentle, it was nice but a little irksome too. Chad wasn't a girl, after all. "What?" Jensen asked again, quiet and curious.
Chad sighed and tried to act like it was nothing. "I'm gonna be up in Vancouver next month to visit Jared."
"Yeah?" He half smiled.
"Maybe we could..." he trailed off, gesturing with his hand instead of saying something that might give him away.
"Could what?" The fucker was smart, but he was going to make Chad say it.
"Do this again?" Chad raised an eyebrow, challenging look on his face.
"Hmm." Jensen looked like he wasn't sure, like he really had to think about it and Chad was about to say "fuck it" when Jensen laughed, his eyes lighting up and he said, "Maybe." His eyes and smile said a hell of a lot more than just maybe.
Title: First Times
Author: Moosesal
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Chad Michael Murray
Rating: NC-17, definitely
Part of my Chad's Girls world. This is the bathroom scene in a bit more detail. *g* Pure, unapologetic porn.
The first time Chad and Jensen messed around was when they were both guesting on Dawson's Creek. Mutual handjobs in Chad's rental car. It was quick and they wiped up with some McDonald's napkins they found in the passenger door pocket. Chad wasn't even sure how they'd got there -- the napkins, that is. He and Jensen had walked from the wardrobe trailer. Why, on the other hand was as unknown as the napkins.
They'd shared a few sloppy, awkward kisses then leaned into each other, their foreheads touching as they looked down at their hands on each other's cock.. After, they'd looked away and Jensen said, "So..." and Chad said, "Yeah..." and Jensen got out of the car and that was it.
After that there were a few other similar moments in Chad's car or the bathroom of a local bar while Josh and James and Michelle were outside drinking beer and laughing. But it was never serious, they didn't really talk about it, and they certainly didn't make plans to have dinner or something else that would qualify as a date. They got their rocks off and went about their business. That was all it was and all it would ever be.
After their final episode together they ended up on the same flight back to LA. Seated side by side in first class. The entire trip Jensen tried to sleep while Chad persisted in leaning over and saying things like, "Wanna go into the bathroom and blow me?" and "God, Jensen, that mouth of yours" and "I dated this chick in high school who had lips like yours" and then finally "But it wasn't her lips, man. It was her tongue. She did this thing wtih her tongue and my ass..."
As soon as they were off the plane at LAX, Jensen hauled Chad into a handicap stall in the men's restroom and pushed him to his knees. "Do it," he commanded.
"Do what?" Chad asked with a teasing smile.
"The thing... with your tongue." And he had, though not as thoroughly as he would have liked. It was quick and dirty and he finished himself off with his hand while sucking Jensen off.
When they met up again in NYC at a CW network party and sllipped off to the bathroom together, it was like LAX all over. But this time Chad wanted more than to come in his own fist. Jensen leaned back against the stall door while Chad went to work opening his pants and shifting them down his hips. He hissed at the first feel of Chad's mouth on him, hot and wet and needy. Chad pressed the heel of his hand to his crotch in a vain attempt to cool his own jets while he got Jensen all worked up.
Chad worked Jensen with his mouth, taking him deep, feeling the press of him on the back of his tongue, at the edge of his throat. He swallowed past his gag reflex and took Jensen just a little deeper, looking up at his face as he did. Chad would have smiled at Jensen's muttered "Jesus" if he didn't have his mouth full. He wanted to fuck Jensen, but he wanted to watch him come undone first. He wanted to make him melt. He wasn't even sure why.
They'd had fumblings in the past, they'd done this in the past. But he'd never been inside Jensen before. He wanted that, he wanted to sink inside Jensen's body, feel him tight and hot around him. He pulled back and nudged Jensen's hip, urging him to turn. Jensen did, pressing his forhead to the door of the stall they'd crammed themselves in. Chad shifted, started to stand, but then stopped himself. He remembered that day at LAX, working Jensen with his tongue, and he leaned in and tasted. He slid his tongue up the crack of Jensen's ass. Jensen whimpered and tried to spread his legs wider, but was stymied by his pants. Chad compensated by using his hands to open Jensen up and dove in. He'd eaten pussy a billion times, but this... this he'd only done that one other time.
He'd been on the receiving end, though. He knew how good it felt and he just used his tongue, lips, teeth in ways that seemed like they should work. Judging by Jensen's whispered "fuck" and "so good" he was doing okay.
Chad kept at it, thrusting and licking and just tasting the man before him. Jensen. Fucking Jensen. So damn good. As he relaxed and opened up, Chad pressed his tongue deeper. He pulled away and thrust a finger inside a couple of times, then pressed in with both thumbs, stretching Jensen open and licking his way inside. "Wanna fuck you. Wanna fuck you so bad." His voice was raw with need.
Jensen answered by pushing back against his face. Chad thought he heard a "yeah" but wasn't sure. He pulled away and stood up and then Jensen was fishing in his pants pocket and passing him lube and a condom and Chad wondered just exactly what Jensen had thought was going to happen at this party. Chad certainly hadn't come prepared for fucking in the bathroom. Hell, he hadn't even expected to makout with somebody in a dark corner. But here he was. Rolling on a condom, slicking up, and pushing two wet fingers in Jensen's ass. He squeezed himself to put the brakes the excitement that came from Jensen's obvious eagerness.
"Come on already." Jensen glanced back over his shoulder. "Do it."
"Shit." Chad pulled his fingers out and pressed forward with his cock. He started out slow and careful and then Jensen was pushing back onto him, reaching back to grip his hip. And then Chad was inside him. All the way inside Jensen's hungry ass. Fuck.
So tight. So hot. So fucking good. It was unreal. He'd never really done this before. There'd been handjobs and blowjobs and he'd been on the receiving end a couple times when really fucked up. He'd even fucked a couple chicks in the ass. But this? This was a billion times different. The girls had never really wanted it, not like Jensen did. The way Jensen fucked back, begged for it, splayed his hands against the door to take the ass pounding that Chad was giving him as they both got more and more worked up. It was hot. It was amazing. It was too much.
"Gonna come," he warned. "Gonna fucking come."
Jensen took one hand off the door, turning his head so his cheek and shoulder took his weight. He reached down and started jerking himself and in seconds he was groaning and his ass squeezed down tighter on Chad's cock and that was it. He was done. Finished. It was all over. Chad's cock twitched and he was coming in Jensen's ass, his fingers squeezing Jensen's hips, his body jerking as he struggled to stay standing.
His head dropped forward to rest between Jensen's shoulders. His shirt smelled like fabric softener, but underneath was the smell of Jensen and sex and Chad wondered how quickly he could go again, because he wanted to strip Jensen bare and bury himself inside him for hours. He wanted to fuck him face to face. He wanted to lay back and let Jensen ride him. He wanted to do it in a bed, in the shower, bent over the hood of his car. Everywhere and everyway. It was crazy. One fuck and he was hooked.
He pulled out carefully and removed the condom, dropping it in the toilet. He adjusted himself back into his pants and tried to figure out what to say as Jensen shifted away from the door and faced him. There was come on his hand and smeared across the door. Chad passed him some toilet paper to clean up with and cutoff Jensen's muttered "thanks" with a kiss. He reached up and grabbed the back of Jensen's head and just held him there while he fucked his mouth with his tongue. Jensen gave as good as he got and when Chad pulled back they were both panting again and just staring at each other, unsure what to say.
"I'm gonna--" Chad started, but cut himself off. What was this?
"You're gonna what?" Jensen looked genuinely interested. Chad shifted and looked away, but maybe Jensen was on the same page as him. He reached out, fingers to Chad's chin, pulling his head around to face him. He was so gentle, it was nice but a little irksome too. Chad wasn't a girl, after all. "What?" Jensen asked again, quiet and curious.
Chad sighed and tried to act like it was nothing. "I'm gonna be up in Vancouver next month to visit Jared."
"Yeah?" He half smiled.
"Maybe we could..." he trailed off, gesturing with his hand instead of saying something that might give him away.
"Could what?" The fucker was smart, but he was going to make Chad say it.
"Do this again?" Chad raised an eyebrow, challenging look on his face.
"Hmm." Jensen looked like he wasn't sure, like he really had to think about it and Chad was about to say "fuck it" when Jensen laughed, his eyes lighting up and he said, "Maybe." His eyes and smile said a hell of a lot more than just maybe.