reggie11 | This Could be the Start of Something Good

Genre: J2 CWRPS PWP
Rating: NC17
Pairing/characters: Jared/Jensen, Christian Kane, Jeffrey Dean Morgan
Word Count:
Warnings: lapdances and horny boys abound.
Author's Notes: I'm pretty new to the whole writing porn thing having done only two het and one wincest story previously so, you know, I hope it doesn't suck. I've never had a lapdance so the description is from my ultra-vivid imagination and I can't promise it will sound believable. Also, should I do more art seeing as this is obviously no longer the one-shot that I originally intended? Let me know what you think. Now onto the porn!

This Could Be the Start of Something Good - Part 4

Previous chapter

Jared’s breath hitched. Jensen had just slid the table out of the way and was circling him like a lion about to go in for the kill. It dawned on him then just what was about to happen and all of his blood rushed south.

Jensen leaned his whole oiled up body up close but not quite touching and whispered in his ear, “This okay?”

Jared tried to surge up to kiss him but he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.

“Nuh uh uh, no touching. Those are the rules. Legs together, hands by your side.”

Jared swore he could hear his own heartbeat over the music but did what he was told. Jensen straddled his legs on either side of Jared’s, his hands on the vinyl upholstered booth back, either side of his head and pushed his crotch almost, but not quite, into Jared’s face and began to undulate his hips in time with the music. Jensen was so close to Jared’s face that he could smell the arousal coming from him and it was all he could do not to push his face into the cock that was slowly thickening up as he was watching. Jensen ran one hand through Jared’s hair before gripping it and pulling it toward him, stopping just a hair’s breadth before touching and then lowered himself until he was almost seated in his lap, his hips still moving to the beat. He ran his hands down Jared’s face, over the length of his throat and down, until he was unbuttoning Jared’s shirt, feeling his nipples pebbling up as he is ran the palms of his hands over well developed pecs.

He rose up, hands on Jared’s shoulders and moved back as graceful as a cat pushing Jared’s legs apart and moving between them, he turned himself to give Jared his back and dropped forward, hands on his own knees as he gyrated his hips with his ass close to Jared’s face before lowering himself to grind over Jared’s lap while he could feel the man beneath him trying desperately not to thrust up. He pushed forward and turned in an elegant arc and worked his way down the taller man’s body until his face was almost touching Jared’s now straining erection and blew a hot breath over his bared abs making him quiver.

Jared was losing his mind. He wanted to grab Jensen and pretty much throw him to the floor and jump his bones. Jensen danced close to Jared, swaying his hips while dragging his hands up his own thighs, over his crotch and taut stomach before turning and moving sinuously over him seating himself back to Jared’s chest once again. He took both of Jared’s hands and placed them in the middle of his oiled up thighs to hold and told him not to move them. When he began grinding onto his crotch again, it took all of Jared’s willpower not to run his hands further up Jensen’s thighs and he had to hold himself back from digging his fingers into the strong muscles beneath his hands. He was pretty sure Jensen wouldn’t appreciate getting bruised up.

Jensen leaned his head back on Jared’s broad shoulder breathing hot, moist air against his ear and ran his hands over his own chest before bending forward, pressing his hands to the floor, ass in the air, then wriggling himself down to a crawl reminiscent of a stalking panther. He dropped to a push-up position and rolled his hips in slow undulating mimicry of sex before spinning over onto his back to arch up, legs apart, thrusting his hips forward knowing how in this position, Jared would be getting a very good eyeful of what he was packing. He sometimes got a semi when he was doing private dances because of the close body contact but he was fully, gloriously hard while he was doing this for Jared.

While still on the floor he hooked his knees over Jared’s, using the leverage to raise his hips up so that only his shoulder’s touched the floor and even over the music he could hear the strangled moan. He rolled himself over, knees over his own shoulders in a backward roll until he was back up onto his knees, which was a feat in itself with a boner threatening to take his own eye out as he moved, then shimmied his way back up Jared’s body. He still had more of this routine but after looking at Jared’s sinful expression and the sweat covered chest he decided to cut it short before he lost all sense of professionalism and did Jared right here in the booth. Instead, as his face got closer to Jared’s he pressed them cheek to cheek before murmuring into Jared’s ear, “Wanna take this somewhere a bit more private?”

“Jesus, fuck. God, yes!” The words almost exploded out of Jared.

He pulled back looking into lust blown hazel eyes watching them track the movement of his tongue as he licked his lips. “My place is closest. My car is parked out back, you wanna meet me near the car park entrance and follow me back? Just give me ten minutes to get dressed and tell Chris I’m leaving.”

“Aw shit, how the hell am I supposed to ride with this?” Jared whined, gesturing wildly to the remarkably impressive bulge in his jeans.
Jensen let out a throaty chuckle. “You wanna leave the bike and come with me? It’ll be safe here, there’s 24 hour security.”

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They barely got through the door of Jensen’s apartment before Jared was on him like white on rice, pressing him into the wall, biting and kissing his way down his neck. He had shown remarkable restraint in the car when Jensen could see that he was probably minutes away from getting road head by the way Jared kept fidgeting in his seat, never taking his eyes off him. Luckily the drive wasn’t that long.

“Christ, Jensen. Been wanting to touch you so bad.”

He dropped to his knees and ripped open the button and zip on Jensen’s loose fitting jeans and tugged both them and the underwear down over his hips, freeing his trapped cock before Jensen could even wrap his hormone fueled brain around what was happening.

“Fuck, even your dick’s pretty,” Jared murmured before licking a wet stripe from root to tip and swallowing him down. Jensen’s head smacked back into the wall nearly hard enough to crack the plaster and his knees almost buckled as Jared sucked him like his life depended on it. He was pulling out all stops and doing things with his tongue that made Jensen’s eyes roll back in his head. He was about to try and slow things down so he could at least get them into the bedroom when Jared relaxed his throat and yanked on Jensen’s hips pulling him forward until he felt a nose in his pubes, the tip of a tongue on his balls and then Jared swallowed, contracting his throat around him and that was all she wrote. There was no time for a warning and he came with a hoarse cry. Jared worked him through the wickedly good orgasm before he slumped to the floor.

“Jesus H Christ,” he panted. “You tryin’ to kill me?”

“But what a way to go, huh?”

Jared’s eyes were glittering with barely contained lust as he plunged his tongue into Jensen’s mouth while thrusting frantically against Jensen’s hip seeking friction. Jensen reached over and undid Jared’s jeans, shoving his hand inside eliciting the most pornographic moan he’d ever heard. He broke the kiss and lightly shoved the other man back, scrambling to tug the offending jeans down. He knew Jared was packing some serious heat, he’d felt it pressed against him and had seen the obscene bulge in his jeans, but it was different seeing it up close and personal. He himself was larger than average but this was impressive and even a little intimidating.

“Holy shit, you really are a big boy aren’t you?” He chuckled before diving in to lick at the treat in front of him, taking the head into his mouth he slid down, using his hand to make up for where his mouth couldn’t reach knowing full well that there was no way he was going to be able to deep throat the man without serious practice. Jared whined as he tried not to thrust into the delicious wet heat of Jensen’s mouth.

“Not gonna last,” Jared managed to get out and it only took three bobs of Jensen’s head before he started babbling, “Gonna come, shit...gonna...oh!” His back bowed then he was shooting down Jensen’s throat with a grunt.

When Jensen finally released him from his mouth with a wet pop, he sat back laughing and teased, “You always go off as quick as a horny thirteen year old?”

Jared flapped his hand around until it connected in a weak slap with Jensen’s arm. “Damn near made me come at the club. You had me so worked up I’m surprised I didn’t shoot in my pants when you were unzipping my fly.”

“Think you can make it to the bedroom or do you want to lie around on the floor some more?”

“I think you broke me, man.”

Jensen laughed as he rose up to his feet taking in the debauched sight of the man on the floor, hair every which way, limbs sprawled akimbo with his still half hard dick out and jeans around his hips. Damn if it didn’t make a pretty picture.

He put out his hand to pull Jared to his feet. “Up you get lazy bones.”

“Not sure I can feel my legs.”

“That good huh? C’mon princess, let’s get you to bed.”

He reached up to take the offered hand but pulled Jensen down where he fell in a sprawl over him and then flipped them over.

“I’ll show you who the princess is soon enough. I have an awesome recovery time.” He waggled his eyebrows.

They ended up remaining on the carpeted floor of the living room for the next hour, making out like teenagers until it was obvious that Jared could barely keep his eyes open.

“You gonna stay over?”

“If you want me to, I’d like that but I have to warn you, I gotta be at work at eight and I still have to go pick up my bike and go home and feed Cinder so I’m gonna have to get up...,” He glanced at his watch which read just after one am. “...in around five hours. Still want me to stay?”

“Yep. My shift at Caffeind starts at seven so I have to get up at six anyway. I can drop you back at the club to get your bike.”

With that Jared let out a jaw-cracking yawn. “Sorry. ‘m not so used to late nights during the week and I’ve had two this week. Don’t know how you do it all the time.”

“It’s not all the time. I work Thursdays and every second Saturday night at the Ivy and pick up a couple of parties or private functions a month and I have a standing one Friday a month gig over in Raleigh. It’s not so bad. C’mon, let’s get you into bed before you fall asleep on my floor.”

Jared sat up and rubbed sleepily at his eyes making him look like an oversized kid which made Jensen’s heart stutter. The more time he spent with Jared, the more he liked him and it scared him just how easily he could see himself falling in love. He was so screwed.

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When the alarm went off later that morning there was barely enough time for more than a few gentle kisses before they were off in a rush to get to their respective work places. Although hurried, both were still floating on the high from the previous night and the rush you get from a new exciting relationship. Jensen had dropped Jared back to pick up his motorcycle wishing that they could both have called in sick and spent the day in bed.

“Are you busy tomorrow?”

“Why, what do you have in mind?” Jared smiled as he tugged Jensen between his legs leaning up against Jensen’s car.

“I’d like to take you to breakfast at the coffee house; show you what I’m working toward and introduce you to everyone.”

“Yeah?” He grinned. “I’d like that. Do you like hiking? Maybe we could go out to Falls Lake afterward; pack some lunch, take a swim?”

“Sounds great! So I’ll swing by and come get you at what, nine? Is that too early on your day off?”

“Nine’s good. Thanks for inviting me last night, it was amazing and I’m not just talking about the sex. You were really awesome on stage, I had no idea you could dance like that – you kinda blew my mind.”

Jensen blushed. Even though he was used to attention and compliments, it meant more coming from Jared. “So are you still okay with dating an exotic dancer? It didn’t freak you out too much?”

“It didn’t freak me out at all. I knew what you did for a living before we went out remember? It’s your job and you’re really good at it. Besides, they can all look but they can’t touch.” He winked. “So is that what we’re doing? Dating, I mean.”

“Yeah,” Jensen looked up shyly through long lashes. “If you want.”

“I want.” Jared cupped Jensen’s jaw with both large hands and kissed him slow and sweet. “But right now I gotta go or I’m gonna be late for work and Katie will kick my ass if I mess up her schedule.”

“So I’ll see you in the morning then.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

Both left in opposite directions but had matching goofy smiles on their faces.

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Chris dropped by Caffeind just after the lunch rush ended and Jensen made them each a coffee and they went and sat at one of the sidewalk tables.

“You look like a man that got laid last night and I noticed Jared’s bike was still in the car park when I left at three. I take it the rest of your night went well?”

“You know I don’t kiss and tell but yeah, it was awesome.”

“So you’re gonna see him again?”

“Yeah, we decided this morning that we’re kinda dating now. You got a problem with that?”

“You sure about this, Jack? You still don’t know that much about him and how do you know he’s not gonna turn out just like, what’s-his-name – Joe?”

“You saw him last night, man, his reaction to me performing was the polar opposite of Joseph’s. Plus, Jared went into this with his eyes open. He met me while I was stripping at a party he was at, remember, he knew exactly what my job was.”

“How could I forget the party?” Chris growled. “Have you forgotten what happened there?”

“Give it a rest, Kane! You know he had nothing to do with that, if it wasn’t for him I wouldn’t have made it outta there in one piece. I like Jared and he’s been nothing but a good guy.”

“You liked Joseph too if I recall and look how that ended up?”

“Yeah I liked Joseph but there were signs from the first date that he wasn’t gonna be okay with what I do, I just didn’t pay enough attention to them. I should have taken him onto work straight away so he could see for himself instead of waiting a month. And you can’t really blame the guy. It can’t be easy seeing the guy you’re sort of dating taking their clothes off for strangers. He wasn’t a bad guy.”

“He gave you an ultimatum to quit your job and you’d only been seeing him for a month, I call that a bad guy.”

Jensen rolled his eyes, he could argue with Chris until he was blue in the face and wouldn’t do any good. The man was overprotective to a fault and anyone that remotely hurt Jensen went immediately to the top of his shit list. He and Joseph weren’t even really dating so much as going out a few times for a few weeks to see if they wanted to start something. It wasn’t exclusive and it wasn’t serious and the poor guy just couldn’t handle the idea of dating a stripper. It wasn’t that uncommon, most of the guys who danced at the club had a hard time with the people they dated.

“Look, I really like Jared, a hell of a lot more than I liked Joseph; I can’t even explain it. I haven’t felt like this about anyone since Stephen. He’s amazing, Chris, and I wanna see where it goes. Can’t you just give him a chance? I’m positive that once you get to know him you’ll see what a great guy he is.”

“I just don’t want to see you hurt. What happened with Stephen broke you and I don’t want to see you go through something like that again. But I’ll try, okay? I still say if he hurts you, he’s gonna wish he’d never been born.”

“I won’t lie, the thing with Stephen almost killed me but I’m not gonna write someone great off without a chance just because I’m scared of getting hurt again, I’ve done that for too long. I want to be happy again, like I was before everything went to shit, and Jared’s special, I get butterflies in my stomach even thinking about him. He’s worth the risk.”

“Jesus, you really are gone over him aren’t you? He feel the same?”

“Yeah, I think he does.”

“Does he know about Stephen?”

“Not yet. We haven’t gotten to the ‘ex talk’ yet.”

“Maybe you should have that talk sooner rather than later. You really don’t want him to hear about something like that from someone else.”

“Yeah I know.” It was a conversation he was dreading.

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Jared was helping one of the volunteers to clean out cages when Jeff came in.

“You look far too happy for someone who’s cleaning out crap, anything to do with that guy you went out with?”

Jared looked up at him with a shit-eating grin. “Maybe.”

“Well come on, Rosa can finish up in here, get yourself cleaned up, I’m taking you out for a beer and you can tell me all about him.”

Once they got themselves settled at the bar Jeff looked at him expectantly. “I haven’t seen you look this happy in ages. So this guy, Jefferson? You really like him huh?”

“It’s Jensen and yeah, I think I’m already half way in love – he’s amazing.”

Jeff let out a low whistle. “Well he must be something special to have you this gone already. Katie said he works over at Poison Ivy, he a bartender?”

Jared flushed a deep red, not quite knowing how the man he saw as a father figure was going to react to Jensen’s part-time profession. “Uh no, he’s one of the performers.”

Jeff’s eyebrows shot up toward his hairline. “Isn’t that place some sort of strip club?”

“Yeah, he’s one of the dancers there but it’s only a part-time gig, he’s saving to buy the coffee shop he works at.”

“He doesn’t, you know, provide services to the customers does he?”

Jared let out a nervous laugh. “No Jeff, he’s not a hooker. He dances and he’s pretty damn good at it too, he just happens to remove most of his clothes while he’s doing it. It’s really not as sleazy as it sounds.”

“Your mama know about this? She’s gonna pitch a fit.”

“No, I haven’t told her anything yet, we’ve only just started dating.”

“Ooo-wee, I don’t wanna be around for that conversation!”

“Nah, she’ll be alright, at least I think she will. She knows I’ve got my head on straight and she knows I’m a good judge of character. I’ve always been the easy one for her, it was Annabeth who was wild, not me, and she turned out okay anyway.”

Jeff chuckled, “That girl almost turned your mama’s hair white before she settled down. So this Jensen, he’s good people?”

“Yeah he is. I didn’t think I’d meet someone that would make me feel so happy again.”

“I’m sorry things didn’t work out with you and Dillon, you were together a long damn time and I know you thought it was gonna be forever. It’s good to back in the saddle.”

“It took a while but I’m okay with it now. We were so young when we fell in love, people grow up and grow apart, it happens. We’re actually managing to be friends now which is great – I wasn’t sure that would ever happen but we’re both moving on.”

“I heard. Martine said he’s been seeing someone new now for a couple of months. I haven’t seen him in a while but they still keep in close contact.”

Jared and Dillon had fallen in love in their first year of college and had remained together until the beginning of Jared’s last year of Vet School when the foundations began to crumble. They’d been blissfully happy for four years but cracks began to form in the fifth year and by the sixth they were both holding onto the idea of what they used to have, neither of them quite prepared to let go of something that was now making them miserable. It wasn’t until Dillon found a new job and met someone else that they recognized that it had been over in all but name for a while. It was still heartbreaking for Jared to see someone he thought he’d spend the rest of his life with beginning to fall for his co-worker. Dillon never actually cheated on him, he broke things off when he realized he wanted to pursue something with the guy. There were many tears shed by both but they knew breaking up was the right thing to do. It wasn’t until that new relationship didn’t work out either that they started to become friends again. It felt strange that it didn’t hurt when he had told him a couple of months back that he’d met someone new again. Jared had wished him well with it and genuinely meant it. Part of them would always love each other, they had meant too much to each other not to.

“Yeah, I’ve actually met him. He seems nice. I think they’ll be good for each other, Dillon looks happier than I’ve seen him in years.”

“It’s good to see you looking so happy too, kiddo. So am I gonna meet this new hunk of yours?”

“Oh, God, you did not just say that,” Jared whined putting his face in his hands. “Hunk, really? I thought I might bring him in and show him around the shelter next week so please at least try not to embarrass me.”

“Not makin’ promises I can’t keep,” Jeff said with a smirk making Jared bang his head on the bar with a groan.

If Jeff was planning on doing the whole fatherly 'what are your intentions' thing with Jensen, well Jared just might have to neuter him. He's got the skills.

TBC