Daddy's Boys, Supernatural RPS, NC-17
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phantismaFandom: Supernatural RPS
Title: Daddy's Boys
Pairing: Jared/Jensen, Jeff/Jensen, Jeff/Jensen/Jared, Jensen/Chris Kane, Jensen/Chris Kane/Jared/Jeff
Rating: NC-17
For my![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
50kinkyways Table
Prompt: 28 Dominant
Word Count: 2515
Summary: It's Jensen's turn for a surprise, but when the surprise is more than Jensen's ready for, it turns things around.
A/Ns & Warnings: Daddy!kink, blindfolds...features dominant!Daddy!Jeff, needy!Jensen, needy!Chris and compliant!Jared.
Jared met him at the airport, which wasn’t unusual, but Jensen knew with one look that something was up. Jared didn’t say anything, just bantered about the girls and some party they were supposed to go to in a few days.
It wasn’t until they were in the car.
“Daddy said it’s your turn.”
Jensen raised an eyebrow and looked at Jared.
“So I’m supposed to take you to his place. Set you up.”
“Do I get to know what’s going on?”
Jared shook his head. His hand fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a strip of black fabric. “I have to blindfold you. I mean…if it’s okay.”
He was nervous. Jensen suddenly was too. Jeff knew he had issues sometimes with not knowing…It was okay to surrender control, but only when he knew what was happening to him. He wiped suddenly sweaty palms on his thighs.
Jared’s hand touched his. “If it’s too much, tell me. Daddy gave me a little wiggle room, in case.”
Jensen let out a slow breath and nodded. “It’s okay, Jare. I’m fine.”
Jared offered him a smile, then turned them onto Jeff’s street. “Jeff won’t be home for a while. We’re supposed to have dinner and a shower, then I have to get you ready.” He pouted a little when he looked at Jensen. “He said we can’t fool around. Wants you to save it. He’s got a surprise.”
A surprise. Jared’s surprise had been some mystery woman. Jensen shook his head. Jared had told him that he was beginning to think Jeff could out-kink both of them together. There was a time when Jensen had been convinced that Jared was the kinkiest son of a bitch he’d ever met.
But Jeff…well he had risen to the Daddy thing in ways Jensen had never anticipated…and then it was obvious he had some woman, and the thing with Sandy that happened the last time he was home…Jensen shook his head.
It wasn’t that he was jealous…exactly.
Okay. Maybe a little. Somehow he’d always thought of Jeff as theirs. His and Jared’s. Which was silly, really. Right from the start Jeff had said they weren’t exclusive…and he and Jared had the girls…though now Jeff had Sandy too.
Jensen bit his lip and turned to look out the window so Jared wouldn’t read the apprehension on his face. Truth was, he wasn’t really sure he wanted this surprise. He wanted Jeff. He wanted his Daddy.
Jared pulled into the driveway and into the garage and Jensen roused himself.
“You’re pouting.” Jared said as they headed in through the kitchen, greeting the dog.
“No…I’m just…tired.” He knew Jared would know it was a lie, but didn’t care. “I’m not hungry though. I think I’ll just go shower and lay down a while.”
Jared nodded. “Okay.”
Jensen left him in the kitchen and headed up to Jeff’s bedroom. It had been a long flight and he was tired…but he was starting to get worked up, and he knew Jeff wasn’t going to like it. He moved into the bathroom and started the shower.
He blew out a long breath and stripped out of his clothes, leaving them in a pile outside the shower as he stepped in. The hot water flowed over him and he braced himself on the wall, leaning into the spray.
It was hot when it was Jared telling him over the phone about some woman sucking his cock while Jeff watched. Somehow it was different now. Jensen shook his head under the water. He had to snap out of it.
He trusted Jeff. He’d always known what Jensen needed….what he wanted…and he was always careful, and he always checked in to make sure it wasn’t too much. Jensen had never once had to use the safe word.
Jensen rinsed off and turned off the water, yawning as he pulled a towel around him. Jeff’s bed beckoned and Jensen laid down, pillowing his head on his folded arms. It didn’t take long and he was dozing.
Sometime later the bed dipped and a warm hand touched his back. He breathed in and turned his head, expecting Jared. To his surprise, Jeff was there. “Daddy?”
“Jared called. Said maybe you needed something.”
Jensen rubbed his eyes. “I just…” He sighed. “I don’t know.” He rolled onto his back and looked at Jeff.
“Is it the blindfold?”
Jensen shook his head. “No. I mean…” He blew out and closed his eyes. “I don’t think so. I trust you.”
Jeff nodded, his eyes dark. “What then?”
Jensen sat up and looked away. He wasn’t sure he could vocalize it. “I miss you,” he said finally.
Jeff chuckled darkly. “I’m right here, Jen.”
Jensen sighed and got up, pacing away toward the window that overlooked the pool. “It hasn’t been just you and me, or you and me and Jared, not in a long time.”
Jeff’s arms wrapped around him and pulled him back against a strong chest. “So…you’re jealous?”
Jensen hung his head forward. “I don’t know. Maybe.”
Jeff’s kiss was hot over the back of his neck. “Trust me?”
Jensen nodded. “Always.”
Jeff’s hand slid down under his towel, cupped his cock. “If it’s too much, you can always stop it.”
Jensen nodded. “I know.”
Jeff turned him, kissed him. It was a hard kiss, the kind that marked him, heat searing into Jensen’s mouth. “Ready?”
Jensen inhaled, then nodded.
“Good boy. I’ll send Jared up.”
Jared guides him down the stairs and through the living room. Jensen is naked, blindfolded. He still isn’t sure about this, but Jeff obviously wants it.
Jensen is a little surprised when there were more stairs. The air is cooler as they descend. He gets the sense that there are others in the room, but they make no noise.
Jared guides him to sit, his hands gliding over Jensen’s skin before he moves in to kiss him, all soft and wet. “Right here, Jen.”
Jeff is next, his hands spreading Jensen’s legs, moving his hands out to grasp handles on either side of him. “Don’t let go.” Jeff murmurs. He tugs Jensen’s hips, pulling his ass to the end of whatever he was sitting on.
Jeff’s lips move over his, breathing into him before slipping over Jensen’s chin and down his throat. Jared is behind him, giving him something to lean on as Jeff’s mouth works its way over Jensen’s body.
Despite his apprehension, Jensen’s cock is responding, even though Jeff hasn’t touched it. Jeff’s hand stays on his thigh, though his mouth leaves and there is a sound like kissing. Jensen licks his lips. This is it.
A smaller hand settles near Jeff’s…not small enough to be Sandy’s. Jensen’s breath hitches. His heart is pounding. A tongue joins the hand, licking over skin, moving up toward his cock.
Jensen stiffens as a whiskered chin brushes his thigh. This isn’t some nameless woman. He wants to reach for Jeff, for reassurance. Jared’s hands tighten on his shoulders. “Easy, Jen.” Jared whispers into his ear.
Jared is hard, his cock digging into Jensen’s naked back. That anonymous mouth is moving now, over his stomach, up his abs. Jensen’s grip tightens. Daddy said don’t let go.
“Daddy?” Jensen breathes, turning to where he thinks Jeff is. Jeff’s mouth closes over his, Jeff’s tongue in his mouth. For the moment it is enough.
Then it’s gone, and another mouth is there. It’s hot and tastes like whiskey…hands hold his face, tilt it as that mouth slants over his, as a tongue slides over his lips.
Jeff’s hand is on the back of his head, holding him, cradling him while the unknown man moves closer. There is a cock against his cock, hot and hard. Jensen tries to breath through a sudden panic.
“Jeff…” Jensen shakes his head. He can’t breathe. Jared’s hand soothes over his shoulder but it isn’t enough. He can’t do it.
“Bluebell.” He gasps it and Jeff’s hand tightens on his neck.
Everything stops, hands leave him.
“Okay. Okay, Jen.” Jeff’s voice is soft in his ear. He eases Jensen’s hands off the handles. His hands soothe over Jensen’s face. “Okay. I’ve got you.”
Jensen feels tears burn against his eyes, wetting the blindfold. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I’m sorry.”
Jeff eases the blindfold off and kisses over his face. “No, Jen. Nothing to be sorry about. I should have listened. You weren’t ready.”
“I want to be. I want to…” Jensen opens his eyes. His cock is still hard, despite the fear. “I just…I need to…I need you.” He moves into Jeff’s arms, his lips seeking out Jeff’s. Hands soothe up his back and Jeff murmurs in his ear, soft and reassuring. Jensen drags air in through his mouth, trying to calm the wild beating of his heart.
“I know…it’s okay.”
Only now Jensen can’t stop, his cock dribbling between them. Jeff’s hand circles around him, hot and dry and Jensen’s head drops back, exposing his neck for Jeff’s mouth. He only barely remembers that Jared’s there…or the other man. He’s needy and naked and in Jeff’s lap on the floor.
“I got you.” Jeff’s hand strokes him and Jensen is coming, biting into his lip as he rocks on Jeff’s hand. Jeff’s kiss burns his skin, then he’s turning Jensen and Jared’s there…there and hard, his cock in Jensen’s face.
Jensen doesn’t hesitate, opens his mouth and takes Jared in, still in Jeff’s lap, Jeff’s hand still curled around his cock. Jeff shifts him, puts him on his knees and rises up. Jeff kisses over his back, down toward his ass. Jared’s already lubed him, prepped him, and Jeff slides in, hot and strong, pushing Jensen into Jared.
For a moment Jensen lets them move him between them, then there’s this needy sort of sound and he looks up. His breath stops at the sight of Chris there, on his knees, naked and hard, biting his lip, his hands fisted against his thighs.
“Daddy told him he couldn’t touch himself.” Jared whispers and fuck but Jensen’s hard again. That had been Chris touching him…kissing him…
Jensen looks over his shoulder at Jeff. “Daddy?”
“He’s only allowed to touch you tonight, boy.” Jeff says, all gruff and strong…the dominant Daddy again. “He’s got to wait.”
“Fuck.” Jensen meet’s Chris’ eyes and his friend is so hungry for touch…and Jensen never thought he wanted this with Chris…but now…”Daddy…let me…”
Jeff pulls out and touches Jensen’s hip. “Go.”
Jensen crawls toward Chris, breathing heavy. He’s panting as he rises up and kisses him, lips crashing together. Chris’ hands unfurl, rise up to take Jensen’s face, holding him as they move closer, bodies touching. “Jen…god…”
Jeff’s voice reaches them. “On your back boy, want to watch him lick you.”
Jensen nods and eases back, onto his ass, his legs opening, making room. His hands slide over Chris, up to his head, guiding him down.
This he could do. His eyes roll closed as Chris’ mouth touches him again, hot and wet as it slides over him. Then Jeff’s hand is in Chris’ hair, moving his head up and down over Jensen’s cock…and Jared’s behind Chris, his cock red and hard.
Jeff leans in, whispers in Chris’ ear and Chris raises his head, kisses Jeff hard. His whole body stiffens as Jared enters him. Jeff slides down beside Jensen. “Chris only touches you…but I say who touches him.”
Jared’s eyes are closed and Chris breathes out, shaking, before his mouth closes over Jensen’s cock again. Then Jeff is straddling him, over his chest, blocking out the view. Jensen’s mouth opens as Jeff slides his cock over Jensen’s lips.
“Gonna let Jared fuck him…then maybe I’ll fuck him.” Jeff says, stroking his cock in and out of Jensen’s mouth. “Maybe I’ll let him fuck you. You want that, boy?”
“Fuck…Jeff…I…want…” Jeff’s cock bobs over his face, spit-slick and shiny. He wants to see Jared…Chris. He pants, his eyes rolling and falling on what looks like a cage in the corner of the room.
A cage.
Jeff’s eyes follow his. His grin is wicked. “For my bad boys.” Jeff says, his cock moving into Jensen’s open mouth. “You my bad boy, Jen?”
Jensen’s hips rise up off the floor, up into Chris’ mouth and he comes a second time. Chris swallows and licks, groaning as he leans forward now, against Jeff’s back with Jared shoving into him.
Jeff rises up and Chris sinks over Jensen, his hard cock against Jensen’s groin as Jared comes and Jeff pulls him away, sinking into Chris himself. “You’re my bad boy, aren’t you?” Jeff asks, pulling on Chris’ hair, pulling him up and back.
“Yeah…bad..” Chris gasps.
Jensen’s brain is on short circuit as Jared crawls around to lay beside him. Jeff shoves in hard and comes before he reaches around Chris and grabs his cock, pulling hard on it and painting Jensen’s chest with his come.
Chris drops under Jeff, who is already up and pacing away to get wet wipes. Jensen can’t move. Can’t follow what all just happened. How he’d gone from the fear and panic to spent and exhausted and covered in his best friend’s come.
“You two, upstairs.” Jeff says to Chris and Jared, who don’t hesitate, just rouse themselves and head up, leaving Jeff and Jensen. “Before you say anything, Chris wasn’t Jared’s idea.”
Jensen moves to sit up, scowling at him. Jared had been lusting after Chris since this thing started.
“I didn’t mean for it to happen, but then it did.” Jeff was saying, wiping the come up off of Jensen’s chest. “He and Steve came over one night…and I’d had a little to drink…I was in a foul mood and Chris tested me…the next thing I know we’re down here and I had him in the cage…we’ve been trying to find a way to let you boys know.”
“Chris and Steve?” Jensen asks, shaking his head. He knew Chris liked it rough…but Steve?
“I was worried.” Jeff sinks to a seat next to him on the floor.
Jensen is pouting, he realizes it, tries to stop. “How many bad boys do you have, Daddy?” he asks a little bit petulantly. Jealousy stabs through him.
Jeff’s hand on his cheek turns him, his kiss soothes his pout. “You’re my boy, Jen. Always. You and Jared. Love you.”
Jensen melts under his kiss, lays back on the floor and Jeff rolls to cover Jensen’s body with his own. “Daddy likes to play…likes to play rough with bad boys who need a little discipline.”
Jensen manages a snort of a laugh. “That’s Chris, all right.”
Jeff’s eyes have gone soft, concerned. “I want you to be okay with it.”
Jensen nods slowly. “You’re the Daddy.”
Jeff’s kiss is intense. “I’m your Daddy.” When he pushes up and looks back down at Jensen, the stern look is back. “Now, get your ass upstairs. Jared told me you didn’t eat dinner. You will eat, you hear me?”
Jensen grins as he lets Jeff help him up. “Yes, Daddy. I hear you.”
Title: Daddy's Boys
Pairing: Jared/Jensen, Jeff/Jensen, Jeff/Jensen/Jared, Jensen/Chris Kane, Jensen/Chris Kane/Jared/Jeff
Rating: NC-17
For my
50kinkyways TablePrompt: 28 Dominant
Word Count: 2515
Summary: It's Jensen's turn for a surprise, but when the surprise is more than Jensen's ready for, it turns things around.
A/Ns & Warnings: Daddy!kink, blindfolds...features dominant!Daddy!Jeff, needy!Jensen, needy!Chris and compliant!Jared.
Jared met him at the airport, which wasn’t unusual, but Jensen knew with one look that something was up. Jared didn’t say anything, just bantered about the girls and some party they were supposed to go to in a few days.
It wasn’t until they were in the car.
“Daddy said it’s your turn.”
Jensen raised an eyebrow and looked at Jared.
“So I’m supposed to take you to his place. Set you up.”
“Do I get to know what’s going on?”
Jared shook his head. His hand fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a strip of black fabric. “I have to blindfold you. I mean…if it’s okay.”
He was nervous. Jensen suddenly was too. Jeff knew he had issues sometimes with not knowing…It was okay to surrender control, but only when he knew what was happening to him. He wiped suddenly sweaty palms on his thighs.
Jared’s hand touched his. “If it’s too much, tell me. Daddy gave me a little wiggle room, in case.”
Jensen let out a slow breath and nodded. “It’s okay, Jare. I’m fine.”
Jared offered him a smile, then turned them onto Jeff’s street. “Jeff won’t be home for a while. We’re supposed to have dinner and a shower, then I have to get you ready.” He pouted a little when he looked at Jensen. “He said we can’t fool around. Wants you to save it. He’s got a surprise.”
A surprise. Jared’s surprise had been some mystery woman. Jensen shook his head. Jared had told him that he was beginning to think Jeff could out-kink both of them together. There was a time when Jensen had been convinced that Jared was the kinkiest son of a bitch he’d ever met.
But Jeff…well he had risen to the Daddy thing in ways Jensen had never anticipated…and then it was obvious he had some woman, and the thing with Sandy that happened the last time he was home…Jensen shook his head.
It wasn’t that he was jealous…exactly.
Okay. Maybe a little. Somehow he’d always thought of Jeff as theirs. His and Jared’s. Which was silly, really. Right from the start Jeff had said they weren’t exclusive…and he and Jared had the girls…though now Jeff had Sandy too.
Jensen bit his lip and turned to look out the window so Jared wouldn’t read the apprehension on his face. Truth was, he wasn’t really sure he wanted this surprise. He wanted Jeff. He wanted his Daddy.
Jared pulled into the driveway and into the garage and Jensen roused himself.
“You’re pouting.” Jared said as they headed in through the kitchen, greeting the dog.
“No…I’m just…tired.” He knew Jared would know it was a lie, but didn’t care. “I’m not hungry though. I think I’ll just go shower and lay down a while.”
Jared nodded. “Okay.”
Jensen left him in the kitchen and headed up to Jeff’s bedroom. It had been a long flight and he was tired…but he was starting to get worked up, and he knew Jeff wasn’t going to like it. He moved into the bathroom and started the shower.
He blew out a long breath and stripped out of his clothes, leaving them in a pile outside the shower as he stepped in. The hot water flowed over him and he braced himself on the wall, leaning into the spray.
It was hot when it was Jared telling him over the phone about some woman sucking his cock while Jeff watched. Somehow it was different now. Jensen shook his head under the water. He had to snap out of it.
He trusted Jeff. He’d always known what Jensen needed….what he wanted…and he was always careful, and he always checked in to make sure it wasn’t too much. Jensen had never once had to use the safe word.
Jensen rinsed off and turned off the water, yawning as he pulled a towel around him. Jeff’s bed beckoned and Jensen laid down, pillowing his head on his folded arms. It didn’t take long and he was dozing.
Sometime later the bed dipped and a warm hand touched his back. He breathed in and turned his head, expecting Jared. To his surprise, Jeff was there. “Daddy?”
“Jared called. Said maybe you needed something.”
Jensen rubbed his eyes. “I just…” He sighed. “I don’t know.” He rolled onto his back and looked at Jeff.
“Is it the blindfold?”
Jensen shook his head. “No. I mean…” He blew out and closed his eyes. “I don’t think so. I trust you.”
Jeff nodded, his eyes dark. “What then?”
Jensen sat up and looked away. He wasn’t sure he could vocalize it. “I miss you,” he said finally.
Jeff chuckled darkly. “I’m right here, Jen.”
Jensen sighed and got up, pacing away toward the window that overlooked the pool. “It hasn’t been just you and me, or you and me and Jared, not in a long time.”
Jeff’s arms wrapped around him and pulled him back against a strong chest. “So…you’re jealous?”
Jensen hung his head forward. “I don’t know. Maybe.”
Jeff’s kiss was hot over the back of his neck. “Trust me?”
Jensen nodded. “Always.”
Jeff’s hand slid down under his towel, cupped his cock. “If it’s too much, you can always stop it.”
Jensen nodded. “I know.”
Jeff turned him, kissed him. It was a hard kiss, the kind that marked him, heat searing into Jensen’s mouth. “Ready?”
Jensen inhaled, then nodded.
“Good boy. I’ll send Jared up.”
Jared guides him down the stairs and through the living room. Jensen is naked, blindfolded. He still isn’t sure about this, but Jeff obviously wants it.
Jensen is a little surprised when there were more stairs. The air is cooler as they descend. He gets the sense that there are others in the room, but they make no noise.
Jared guides him to sit, his hands gliding over Jensen’s skin before he moves in to kiss him, all soft and wet. “Right here, Jen.”
Jeff is next, his hands spreading Jensen’s legs, moving his hands out to grasp handles on either side of him. “Don’t let go.” Jeff murmurs. He tugs Jensen’s hips, pulling his ass to the end of whatever he was sitting on.
Jeff’s lips move over his, breathing into him before slipping over Jensen’s chin and down his throat. Jared is behind him, giving him something to lean on as Jeff’s mouth works its way over Jensen’s body.
Despite his apprehension, Jensen’s cock is responding, even though Jeff hasn’t touched it. Jeff’s hand stays on his thigh, though his mouth leaves and there is a sound like kissing. Jensen licks his lips. This is it.
A smaller hand settles near Jeff’s…not small enough to be Sandy’s. Jensen’s breath hitches. His heart is pounding. A tongue joins the hand, licking over skin, moving up toward his cock.
Jensen stiffens as a whiskered chin brushes his thigh. This isn’t some nameless woman. He wants to reach for Jeff, for reassurance. Jared’s hands tighten on his shoulders. “Easy, Jen.” Jared whispers into his ear.
Jared is hard, his cock digging into Jensen’s naked back. That anonymous mouth is moving now, over his stomach, up his abs. Jensen’s grip tightens. Daddy said don’t let go.
“Daddy?” Jensen breathes, turning to where he thinks Jeff is. Jeff’s mouth closes over his, Jeff’s tongue in his mouth. For the moment it is enough.
Then it’s gone, and another mouth is there. It’s hot and tastes like whiskey…hands hold his face, tilt it as that mouth slants over his, as a tongue slides over his lips.
Jeff’s hand is on the back of his head, holding him, cradling him while the unknown man moves closer. There is a cock against his cock, hot and hard. Jensen tries to breath through a sudden panic.
“Jeff…” Jensen shakes his head. He can’t breathe. Jared’s hand soothes over his shoulder but it isn’t enough. He can’t do it.
“Bluebell.” He gasps it and Jeff’s hand tightens on his neck.
Everything stops, hands leave him.
“Okay. Okay, Jen.” Jeff’s voice is soft in his ear. He eases Jensen’s hands off the handles. His hands soothe over Jensen’s face. “Okay. I’ve got you.”
Jensen feels tears burn against his eyes, wetting the blindfold. “I’m sorry, Daddy. I’m sorry.”
Jeff eases the blindfold off and kisses over his face. “No, Jen. Nothing to be sorry about. I should have listened. You weren’t ready.”
“I want to be. I want to…” Jensen opens his eyes. His cock is still hard, despite the fear. “I just…I need to…I need you.” He moves into Jeff’s arms, his lips seeking out Jeff’s. Hands soothe up his back and Jeff murmurs in his ear, soft and reassuring. Jensen drags air in through his mouth, trying to calm the wild beating of his heart.
“I know…it’s okay.”
Only now Jensen can’t stop, his cock dribbling between them. Jeff’s hand circles around him, hot and dry and Jensen’s head drops back, exposing his neck for Jeff’s mouth. He only barely remembers that Jared’s there…or the other man. He’s needy and naked and in Jeff’s lap on the floor.
“I got you.” Jeff’s hand strokes him and Jensen is coming, biting into his lip as he rocks on Jeff’s hand. Jeff’s kiss burns his skin, then he’s turning Jensen and Jared’s there…there and hard, his cock in Jensen’s face.
Jensen doesn’t hesitate, opens his mouth and takes Jared in, still in Jeff’s lap, Jeff’s hand still curled around his cock. Jeff shifts him, puts him on his knees and rises up. Jeff kisses over his back, down toward his ass. Jared’s already lubed him, prepped him, and Jeff slides in, hot and strong, pushing Jensen into Jared.
For a moment Jensen lets them move him between them, then there’s this needy sort of sound and he looks up. His breath stops at the sight of Chris there, on his knees, naked and hard, biting his lip, his hands fisted against his thighs.
“Daddy told him he couldn’t touch himself.” Jared whispers and fuck but Jensen’s hard again. That had been Chris touching him…kissing him…
Jensen looks over his shoulder at Jeff. “Daddy?”
“He’s only allowed to touch you tonight, boy.” Jeff says, all gruff and strong…the dominant Daddy again. “He’s got to wait.”
“Fuck.” Jensen meet’s Chris’ eyes and his friend is so hungry for touch…and Jensen never thought he wanted this with Chris…but now…”Daddy…let me…”
Jeff pulls out and touches Jensen’s hip. “Go.”
Jensen crawls toward Chris, breathing heavy. He’s panting as he rises up and kisses him, lips crashing together. Chris’ hands unfurl, rise up to take Jensen’s face, holding him as they move closer, bodies touching. “Jen…god…”
Jeff’s voice reaches them. “On your back boy, want to watch him lick you.”
Jensen nods and eases back, onto his ass, his legs opening, making room. His hands slide over Chris, up to his head, guiding him down.
This he could do. His eyes roll closed as Chris’ mouth touches him again, hot and wet as it slides over him. Then Jeff’s hand is in Chris’ hair, moving his head up and down over Jensen’s cock…and Jared’s behind Chris, his cock red and hard.
Jeff leans in, whispers in Chris’ ear and Chris raises his head, kisses Jeff hard. His whole body stiffens as Jared enters him. Jeff slides down beside Jensen. “Chris only touches you…but I say who touches him.”
Jared’s eyes are closed and Chris breathes out, shaking, before his mouth closes over Jensen’s cock again. Then Jeff is straddling him, over his chest, blocking out the view. Jensen’s mouth opens as Jeff slides his cock over Jensen’s lips.
“Gonna let Jared fuck him…then maybe I’ll fuck him.” Jeff says, stroking his cock in and out of Jensen’s mouth. “Maybe I’ll let him fuck you. You want that, boy?”
“Fuck…Jeff…I…want…” Jeff’s cock bobs over his face, spit-slick and shiny. He wants to see Jared…Chris. He pants, his eyes rolling and falling on what looks like a cage in the corner of the room.
A cage.
Jeff’s eyes follow his. His grin is wicked. “For my bad boys.” Jeff says, his cock moving into Jensen’s open mouth. “You my bad boy, Jen?”
Jensen’s hips rise up off the floor, up into Chris’ mouth and he comes a second time. Chris swallows and licks, groaning as he leans forward now, against Jeff’s back with Jared shoving into him.
Jeff rises up and Chris sinks over Jensen, his hard cock against Jensen’s groin as Jared comes and Jeff pulls him away, sinking into Chris himself. “You’re my bad boy, aren’t you?” Jeff asks, pulling on Chris’ hair, pulling him up and back.
“Yeah…bad..” Chris gasps.
Jensen’s brain is on short circuit as Jared crawls around to lay beside him. Jeff shoves in hard and comes before he reaches around Chris and grabs his cock, pulling hard on it and painting Jensen’s chest with his come.
Chris drops under Jeff, who is already up and pacing away to get wet wipes. Jensen can’t move. Can’t follow what all just happened. How he’d gone from the fear and panic to spent and exhausted and covered in his best friend’s come.
“You two, upstairs.” Jeff says to Chris and Jared, who don’t hesitate, just rouse themselves and head up, leaving Jeff and Jensen. “Before you say anything, Chris wasn’t Jared’s idea.”
Jensen moves to sit up, scowling at him. Jared had been lusting after Chris since this thing started.
“I didn’t mean for it to happen, but then it did.” Jeff was saying, wiping the come up off of Jensen’s chest. “He and Steve came over one night…and I’d had a little to drink…I was in a foul mood and Chris tested me…the next thing I know we’re down here and I had him in the cage…we’ve been trying to find a way to let you boys know.”
“Chris and Steve?” Jensen asks, shaking his head. He knew Chris liked it rough…but Steve?
“I was worried.” Jeff sinks to a seat next to him on the floor.
Jensen is pouting, he realizes it, tries to stop. “How many bad boys do you have, Daddy?” he asks a little bit petulantly. Jealousy stabs through him.
Jeff’s hand on his cheek turns him, his kiss soothes his pout. “You’re my boy, Jen. Always. You and Jared. Love you.”
Jensen melts under his kiss, lays back on the floor and Jeff rolls to cover Jensen’s body with his own. “Daddy likes to play…likes to play rough with bad boys who need a little discipline.”
Jensen manages a snort of a laugh. “That’s Chris, all right.”
Jeff’s eyes have gone soft, concerned. “I want you to be okay with it.”
Jensen nods slowly. “You’re the Daddy.”
Jeff’s kiss is intense. “I’m your Daddy.” When he pushes up and looks back down at Jensen, the stern look is back. “Now, get your ass upstairs. Jared told me you didn’t eat dinner. You will eat, you hear me?”
Jensen grins as he lets Jeff help him up. “Yes, Daddy. I hear you.”
