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isoughtyouout) wrote2011-08-15 05:58 pm
isoughtyouout) wrote2011-08-15 05:58 pm
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You Satisfy All My Fantasies
Disclaimer: It's impossible to own people. Not real.
Pairing: J2, Jared/OFC (brief), Jensen/OMC (implied)
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Taken from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
spnkink_meme
Jared’s knot is huge, like really really huge, when Betas feel it, they back off, scared that it may hurt them.
After the years it became a serious problem, and Jared barely date anymore, completely ashamed of his body.
Word Count: ~4,200
Unbeat'd
Sometimes Jared goes out to bars, but others times when he feels really predatory and needs to scratch his itch. Other times -such as tonight- where he wants to exert some effort into his schedule, he sets out to one of LA’s hottest hot spots, after all that is usually where he finds the hungriest of tails. His brother taught him well in the ways of Alpha.
He starts the night by strolling into the club and surveys the room with purpose. He flexes his well-muscled framed and puffs himself up to his full height. He usually down plays his height but he is feeling uninhibited tonight. Plus playing up tight and strict can limit his options even under the best of circumstances.
Tonight, Jared is hungry and he’s putting all of his cards on the table.
Once he is finished surveying his prey he bides his time getting a drink, mingling casually around some of his keener prospects but never giving too much of his attention away towards any one in particular. The trick is making them want it more than he does, and tonight that’s quite a trick because man does he want.
He gets in there and lures them with the sweet puppy dog act, melts the ice and reserves around some of the women who have been scorned by losses to the game or others who are just nervous. Some have completely forgotten how to play the game and some never knew. Either way Jared is his normal generous, gregarious self - luring them all in like flies to honey. Once they’ve gotten used to him, made space for him and generally turned themselves into goo over him, he moves onward. It’s a push and pull, a tease, a game -- one he is well used to. He coaxes them into a state of arousal and gets them that much closer to his bedroom but if he has put in all of the introductory work well then they’re going to have to play ball too.
That’s his motto -- make them work just as hard as you do.
An hour or so later he is hooking up with a tall red head in the bathroom kissing her sloppily while he pushes her into one of the small toilet cubicles. They’re pretty hot and heavy, and combined with the way her body feels against his with the moaning and grasping Jared thinks this is going to be amazing. Once they stop kissing Melody, Melanie, Melissa, Marissa! That’s it, Marissa sucks a hickie right on his neck and Jared thinks he’ll stick with endearments just so he doesn’t piss her off and ruin his chances at a solid night of sex.
‘Yeah right there sweet heart, use your teeth. Ah Fuck yeah.’
His fingers are nimble around her back until he unlatches her dress straps. Her dress hits the floor and he makes quick work of her bra and panties, a small piece of material that felt like lace. They switch positions and now she’s taking off his belt, sliding down his zipper and pushing him into a sitting position right where the seat is.
She’s got great hands, soft and warm and they feel amazing on his cock. She’s making a nice slow rhythm that feels delicious and he growls, the sound warm and powerful as it reverberates around the enclosed space and he can smell her getting wetter. He doesn’t even bother to stifle his smile.
She sucks him and she can’t really get it all in her mouth. She goes about half way then doubles back and uses
her hands to compensate for her lack of ability but it’s fine. Jared’s used to it now. He’s simply too big for most. Silver lining -- She’s sucking the head like a Hoover and her tongue work is an A+ in Jared’s book. He needs to be inside of her, though and it’s looking like that’s exactly what's going to happen until she starts working his knot. Then her excellent handwork stops and the warmth of her mouth ceases. When Jared opens his eyes again he sees her eyes and dammit why does this always happen to him?
*
Mariah, it turns out her name was, still decided to get him off. Even though the hand job was a little jerky, her mouth work a little shallow, and she didn’t swallow all of him, it was still good in most ways. On second thought, who is he kidding? It sucked! The worst part was that she was still dripping wet for him and he could smell it, the scent was so powerful. But as soon as she got a look at his growing knot she wanted to turn tail and run. Even though he talked her into fooling around a bit more it was clear she wasn’t going to let him fuck her.
Tonight is a disappointment and when he gets home and finally thinks about it, it’s not the first time. It’s just another one in a long succession of disappointing nights. Jared has had quite a bit of blow jobs and hand jobs but as he sits down with a beer and looks back on his experience he realizes he has never been satisfied by all of this foreplay. Usually his partners reach a point where they stop things from moving forward into completing the actual act of sex -- knotting -- and it always comes down to his huge cock and enormous knot.
He always gets his partners off and yeah, he comes but they never let him knot them. He remembers his year long relationships with Sandy and Adrianne who would only let him fuck them half-way at most. When he tried for more they always backed off and said no, they didn’t want to be penetrated any deeper. Jared was always respectful and he would never force it but it didn’t mean he was satisfied by what little his long term girlfriends gave him.
He tried to play it off. But inside it always annoyed him when he could hear his roommates Chad and Misha screwing their girlfriends for hours and hearing the next day about how great knotting felt. His huge knot is keeping him from having a healthy sex life. Yeah he ribs Chad and Misha for not having his equipment but secretly he is starting to think they have the better part of the deal.
Jared has always loved and appreciated his body and from all the talk he got in the locker room when he was in high school he thought having a large dick and a big knot was something to be proud of. But all he gets are scared looks and people running away from him once he drops his pants. Jared has a lot of experience but it’s not really satisfying to him. It’s like masturbation but without the climax and it just makes him feel worse afterwards because he ends up feeling like this -- flawed, different.
He feels angry, unsatisfied, freakish and unworthy.
It’s the first night that Jared doesn’t see the point in going out anymore.
It’s the first night Jared begins to hate his body.
And it’s the first of a long line of nights where Jared decides to stay home instead of going out on the weekends.
*
3 years later
‘Get dressed you pussy!’ Chad calls him up on his cell phone and Jared could recite what he is going to say by heart now, he is just that predictable.
‘No’ Jared says.
‘Come on the old crew is getting together tonight and that includes you. You being a hermit 24/7 can’t be good for you.’
‘Chad, I’m really busy I have to look over this account for work. It’s a big case. It’s the kind of case that could get me promoted to the sweet view in that big ass corner office.’
Some people might have said that Jared channeling his sexual aggression and self-hatred into his work was unhealthy. In Jared’s opinion they obviously haven’t seen his bank account, or his car, or his fucking sweet new apartment that would have even the biggest A-list Alpha's feeling inadequate.
‘Jared dude. One drink.’
‘I know what one drink means when I’m with you Chad. It means four bottles of Cuervo and me waking up in an alley somewhere at 1:50 in the afternoon. Fuck that.’
‘That was one time –‘
‘More like three!’
‘-- and you know it.’
‘You’re not making a compelling case. I should know. I’m a lawyer.’
‘Dude. You. Need. To. Get. Laid.’
‘Who says I haven’t." Jared tries not to let his voice get soft, waver, or show any deviation of weakness what so ever. And fuck his voice breaks a little when he is pronouncing the last "t" sound and like a shark that smells blood Chad pounces on it.
‘When, where and name?’ Chad hits him with it full frontal, kids gloves off.
‘Wednesday. Bungalo 87 and Esther’ Fuck. Esther? Really? Jared. Fuck him. He puts his face in his hands and just prays that Chad buys it.
‘Esther?’ No chance in hell he did.
‘Yeah.’
‘Dude. That’s just sad. Straight up pathetic. You can’t even think of a hot beta name. That shows that even your fantasies suck man. You have no game even in your dreams. My cock is now soft and weeping tears for you.’
‘Dude I don’t want to hear about your cock.’ Jared makes a sour face and tries to scrub his eyes from the visual. He doesn’t need Chad traumatizing him.
‘Dude your coming and that’s final. If you don’t I’m sending out all of those photos of you kissing that fake duck from college to all of our friends and to your work associates.’
‘You wouldn’t dare!’
‘Just try me.’ Chad hangs up on him with a snip click from the other line.
Jared has just under three hours to relearn what it’s like to interact with others in a party atmosphere or risk being wall-flowered during the night. Try as he might he doesn’t think he can take it if he has to see Tom or Justin look at him like he has lost any and all skill. Especially considering he was the one who taught them a few things about hooking up with omegas and betas in the first place.
*
The night out goes better than expected. Mostly because Jared is just concentrating on having a good time and getting blitzed. Jared has kind of needed a guys night out. Just to blow off steam without the expectations and needs of hooking up. Although Chad is trying to throw him back in the ring of the dating world and hook ups he chooses to abstain. He just makes the best of his night with friends he hasn’t hung out with in years.
It’s a night straight out of a frat house comedy with each of them ribbing each other, getting outrageously hammered and doing outrageous dares. At some point the bartender does a cool tripped out flippy maneuver with a bottle and lights some shots on fire. That costs them a couple bucks but in Jared’s alcohol inebriated mind it was totally worth it.
Jared feels looser and more satisfied then he has been in years and he feels himself come out of his protective shell as the night starts waning. In the morning he laments that it’s the first time in three years that he doesn’t feel like a gigantic freak of nature.
It’s in that moment that Jared decides to get out more often and return to the land of the living instead of shutting himself in his ridiculously amazing apartment. If he has less time fine tooth combing his latest cases until the early am he figures he has earned it.
*
It’s Jared’s third consecutive week going out before he hits his first drag. Sure it’s been a little awkward trying to re-acclimate himself back into the ‘scene’ so to speak but it’s going well.
Chad, Steve, Chris and the whole gang have gotten on his case when he has stumbled a few of his passes, spilled drinks and done nothing less than trip over his own two feet. But he’s getting better even though Chad’s camera phone may protest. He is starting to feel more at ease and it shows when he starts getting interest from both sides of the fence from betas and omegas alike, just like old times.
Unfortunately all of his progress is thwarted when he meets Jensen -sex on legs - through mutual friend Steve. The man is gorgeous, all pouty lips, forest green eyes and dirty blonde hair. He reminds Jared of a marine out from leave and damn it to hell if that doesn’t make Jensen even more desirable. He has forgotten this level of want and Jared has to contain himself from openly propositioning Jensen to the bathroom where he imagines all the ways that he can stuff his knot inside of him. Hopefully in so deep in his person that he can feel the other man’s heartbeat.
Sweltering chemistry aside Jensen and Jared seem to have multiple things in common and that excites Jared even more. That’s also the point when he starts spilling entirely too much information. He talks too much about his middle school years when he had braces. He talks about his brother’s wedding where Uncle Lenny told a horribly offensive joke and he details a wildly embarrassing story when he got Chad and his butt cheeks glued together during one of their groups epic prank wars. He does this all so he can keep talking to Jensen and have Jensen’s attention all on him, all the time.
Jensen takes it all in stride though and from the way his eyes fill out mirthfully he seems to be responsive to whatever Jared’s throwing out there. He thinks they really have made a connection.
Which is why it hurts that much worse when Jensen leaves with another guy.
So much for getting back in the game.
*
If Jared starts picking out tall blondes from that point on to hook up with it’s not his fault.
It’s like he is in a constant one-up-manship with Jensen and each time Jensen picks out a tall well-muscled brunette Jared instantly finds a leggy, blonde or a twinkish type to satiate him. It’s never enough no matter how good the blow job or how dexterous the hand-job is, it’s never as good as it should be.
With each passing hook up Jared becomes more aggressive and he would feel sorry for the marks, the face fucking, the dry humping if afterwards his partners didn’t look so debauched, satisfied and even more turned on when he was done.
Sometimes he gets them off twice for their work. Other times well let’s just say he has a sizable amount of partners who just want to take as much of him as possible and who is he to not oblige them?
Either way this sexual conflict with Jensen is powerful and it’s getting out of control.
Sooner or later they are both going to break.
Jared isn’t sure if that’s a good thing or a bad one.
*
Other than the palatable sexual tension and equally tangible jealousy, Jared and Jensen get along just fine.
They text each other constantly and fall into to each other’s lives seamlessly. They get each other’s jokes. They have the same accent, share much of the same interests, lifestyle, family life, background and when they talk it’s like they finish each other’s sentences. They are in fucking sync in every way of the word. Jared thinks their sex would be awesome.
Jensen gets him, and he gets Jensen. They work like a well-oiled machine which is why when Jensen starts texting him.
‘beer tonight, your place jerk.’
Jared doesn’t hesitate to text him back an equally pointed.
‘I’ll c u beer and raise you hard. Tequila. Smackles and better make me something greasy bitch!’
They just work.
‘U have an alcohol problem Sasquatch and I’m coming with pizza.’
Jared smiles at the exchange and can’t wait for tonight.
*
Their team lost. They were blown out of the water before half-time even started and the game was such a failure it wasn’t even worth watching. The only constellation is that it’s early in the season.
Jared and Jensen ply themselves with beer, tequila, chips, pizza and other assorted carbs while they drunkenly ramble about Stephen Hawking’s black hole theory and try to interchange that with the Charlie’s Angels rerun their watching. Yeah they are drunk.
‘Dude Farah’s hot.’ Jensen says while sprawled on the couch. Jared is on the floor nodding his head to Jensen’s comment.
‘Yeah. You kind of look like her.’ His eyes perk up and he swings his head back and forth slowly, his eye brows ascend a bit to his hair line.
‘Dude I don’t look like a chick!’ Jensen sputters out drunkenly and whispers the phrase back to himself to make sure it came out right. He nods his head in victory when it all checks out to him.
‘It’s those lips and that bone structure of yours’ Jared’s looking straight at him now. His eyes an unnamable color to Jensen.
‘Shuddafuckup’ Jensen responds. Jensen tries not to get lost in the blue, green, brown, grey kaleidoscope of colors but it’s hard. He wishes Jared's eyes would just make a choice and fucking chose. Those unnameable orbs are making him warm, tight and his skin is becoming kind of itchy. As if it was stretched too thin.
‘No it’s totally there man. That’s why you always get all those bears and burly men trying to fuck you.’
‘Fat lot of good it gets me.’
Jared’s eyes crinkle as he laughs. 'I’m thinking it probably gets you a lot of ‘fat’ Jared laughs at his lame pun and Jensen rolls his eyes.
‘Nowhere near enough.’ Jensen pouts and frowns.
‘Heh. Interesting. Everyone tells me I’m much too much.’
‘Are you quoting Dr. Suess to me?’
‘That was random Jen.’
‘Sorry my brain short circuited on you telling me about your massive wang’
‘It’s not just my cock man. My knot too. Everyone’s scared of it. It’s given me a complex.’
Jensen’s breath gets shorter, and the next time he speaks his mouth is right near Jared’s ear.
‘Show me Jay.’
Jared feels nervous. He doesn’t think he could take it if Jensen ran away from him like all the others. But his dick perks up at the thought of Jensen’s full lips sucking him down and getting inside that hot smooth throat. Jensen mouth looks like it was meant to take Jared and it’s that part of him that unbuckles his obnoxious belt buckle and strips him of his boxers and jeans.
He stands up and decides to give Jensen the full view.
Jensen sits ram rod straight and opens his eyes as big as they can go. His pupils dilated further from alcohol and now from the view ahead of him.
Jared’s a bit hard but not fully he is still semi-freaking out about Jensen’s reaction and Jensen isn’t giving him much to go on here. He is about ten seconds away from throwing on his clothes and running into his room leaving Jensen to the couch and himself to his right hand.
Just when Jared thinks all is lost and he is going to add Jensen to another list of conquests who were not quite conquered, Jensen gets to his knees and starts touching him and fuck that feels awesome and now he’s fully hard.
‘God, it gets bigger.’
‘Uh. Yeah.’ It’s the first time anyone has touched him in a while and not in a running scared kind of way or at least looked at him like his cock was going to attack them.
Jensen nuzzles him. His lips kissing the crown and all the way down. He pushes Jared’s cock up against his six pack and the length of Jared is well passed his navel.
‘You’r not scared of it?’
‘Scared? Jared if I didn’t think you’d tease me endlessly about it I would cry tears of joy.’
Jensen steals any reply Jared was going to give him when he takes Jared into his mouth and fuck that feels amazing and it just gets better as Jensen takes him deeper into his mouth. Fuck Jensen is deep throating him and he can feel his throat muscles working on him as Jensen opens for him. Jensen works through his gag reflex and Jared just about loses his damn mind.
It feels fucking great and Jensen has already taken him down deeper than anyone else ever has. He still has about a quarter more to go but looking at the level of determination in Jensen’s face he knows Jen’s going to get there sooner rather than later. Jensen pulls off of him and takes a deep breath.
‘Fuck so big Jay. Where have you been? Needed you all along.’ Jared’s feeling the same way.
‘Been so empty. Everyone who knots me isn’t big enough. They say my ass is too loose. The knot never stays inside of me. But you. I know you’ll keep me on. Be stuck in me for hours. Be stuck with me. Jay.’
It’s all Jared has ever wanted and just the idea of finally getting to knot. To finally feel what other Alpha’s have felt, what Alpha’s were born to do it’s enough to get Jared to come and fuck he does come. He comes all over Jensen. Spraying his beautiful face all over him and once Jared is done coming Jensen is all messy and dripping. His face marred by Jared’s release and the way he looks right now is the reason porn was invented. Jared wants everyone to see Jensen like this. When Jensen smiles at him he gets hard all over again. Refraction period be damned. He’s going to fuck Jensen long, hard and he is finally going to get to bury his knot inside him.
Jared pushes Jensen into his room and starts setting things up while Jensen cleans himself off in the bathroom. Jared’s not sure why, he thinks he looks fucking amazing with him covering every corner of Jensen’s face. When Jensen comes back to the bedroom he’s nude and is prying himself open with his fingers. Jared just lays back with one hand behind his head, while he uses the other one to stroke his cock.
Jensen licks his lips and quickly puts himself in Jared’s lap. They kiss for the first time that night and Jensen tastes amazing and Jared can still taste himself on him. Jensen teases the head of his cock with his entrance. Jensen feels warm and wet and all Jared wants to do is sink down into him soft and smooth. But Jensen uses his position and takes control.
He pushes himself down taking in three inches of Jared and fuck it’s like Jensen is sucking him in, his inner muscles spasm on his cock so deliciously and Jared can’t help but buck himself inward a further six inches.
‘Damn.’ Jensen wasn’t ready and Jared kisses his bicep in apology and holds himself steady until Jensen takes more of him inside.
‘Fuck Jared.’ Jensen exhales all the breath out of him. As if Jared is taking all of the space within him and it’s the first time in Jensen’s sex life that he has ever felt full. Jensen sets up a hard pace then going up and down rocking the bed against the wall as he sets a punishing rhythm. Jared takes Jensen’s hips and rotates his cock around using his girth and fullness to stir inside of Jensen which causes an entire coupling of more intense reactions of pleasure to spike through both of them. Jensen wails and his insides tighten to near pain on Jared. It's only fitting that Jensen comes then harsh, quick and visceral.
Now that Jensen and Jared have both had one orgasm each Jensen grinds himself ontop of Jared encouraging his knot to grow and fuck grow it does.
‘Ah. Are you getting bigger? Fuckin over achiever. You want to break me don’t you.’ Jensen’s never been this full before.
‘Wasn’t in the plans Jen.’ And damn he does feel it. He is deep inside Jensen and he's getting off on the fact that he is making Jensen feel things he has never felt before. Jared’s knot ties them together and Jensen comes a second time along with Jared who comes a steady stream inside of him. They neck , pet and make out while they are still tied together rocking through their orgasms shallow thrusts now that they are knotted which Jensen is all but fine with seeing as how sensitive his muscles are from the stretch of Jared.
Jensen makes a sleepy mumble about marriage which causes Jared to pinch his nipples and make out a hickie on his neck.
‘What was that? Jen.’
‘I said is it too soon to propose marriage?’ Jensen looks bashful and damn cute as he laughs.
‘We do fit together well don’t we.’ Jared says encouraging the joke but entirely serious about a long term relationship.
Jared sucks on Jensen’s lips and tongue fucks his mouth in a dirty lewd kiss which makes Jensen milk Jared’s cock even further and causes Jared to thrust up forcefully inside Jensen again making him squeal and purr as he ruts inside him even deeper.
‘We’ve got a lot of time to make up for. Jen’
‘Why’
‘I’ve waited for you for years Jen. Waited forever for someone to take my knot. To take. All of me.’ He punctuates each of his points with a thrust pushing Jensen further into bliss.
‘I’ve have had a lot of fantasies about finding the person who could take everything I had to give. You’ve fulfilled one.’
Jensen smiles at him and looks at him dreamily. ‘How many more are there?’
‘Quite a few.’ Jared says as he pushes his dick in another direction setting off stars in the back of Jensen’s brain.
‘I guess we’ll just have to work through each and every one of them. Very. Throughly.’ Jensen says as he rocks back into Jared.
‘Could take a while.’ He says deeply and with labored breath.
‘We’ve got tons of time.’ Jensen winks back with a coy smile as they orgasm for the third time that night.
Pairing: J2, Jared/OFC (brief), Jensen/OMC (implied)
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Taken from
spnkink_memeJared’s knot is huge, like really really huge, when Betas feel it, they back off, scared that it may hurt them.
After the years it became a serious problem, and Jared barely date anymore, completely ashamed of his body.
Word Count: ~4,200
Unbeat'd
Sometimes Jared goes out to bars, but others times when he feels really predatory and needs to scratch his itch. Other times -such as tonight- where he wants to exert some effort into his schedule, he sets out to one of LA’s hottest hot spots, after all that is usually where he finds the hungriest of tails. His brother taught him well in the ways of Alpha.
He starts the night by strolling into the club and surveys the room with purpose. He flexes his well-muscled framed and puffs himself up to his full height. He usually down plays his height but he is feeling uninhibited tonight. Plus playing up tight and strict can limit his options even under the best of circumstances.
Tonight, Jared is hungry and he’s putting all of his cards on the table.
Once he is finished surveying his prey he bides his time getting a drink, mingling casually around some of his keener prospects but never giving too much of his attention away towards any one in particular. The trick is making them want it more than he does, and tonight that’s quite a trick because man does he want.
He gets in there and lures them with the sweet puppy dog act, melts the ice and reserves around some of the women who have been scorned by losses to the game or others who are just nervous. Some have completely forgotten how to play the game and some never knew. Either way Jared is his normal generous, gregarious self - luring them all in like flies to honey. Once they’ve gotten used to him, made space for him and generally turned themselves into goo over him, he moves onward. It’s a push and pull, a tease, a game -- one he is well used to. He coaxes them into a state of arousal and gets them that much closer to his bedroom but if he has put in all of the introductory work well then they’re going to have to play ball too.
That’s his motto -- make them work just as hard as you do.
An hour or so later he is hooking up with a tall red head in the bathroom kissing her sloppily while he pushes her into one of the small toilet cubicles. They’re pretty hot and heavy, and combined with the way her body feels against his with the moaning and grasping Jared thinks this is going to be amazing. Once they stop kissing Melody, Melanie, Melissa, Marissa! That’s it, Marissa sucks a hickie right on his neck and Jared thinks he’ll stick with endearments just so he doesn’t piss her off and ruin his chances at a solid night of sex.
‘Yeah right there sweet heart, use your teeth. Ah Fuck yeah.’
His fingers are nimble around her back until he unlatches her dress straps. Her dress hits the floor and he makes quick work of her bra and panties, a small piece of material that felt like lace. They switch positions and now she’s taking off his belt, sliding down his zipper and pushing him into a sitting position right where the seat is.
She’s got great hands, soft and warm and they feel amazing on his cock. She’s making a nice slow rhythm that feels delicious and he growls, the sound warm and powerful as it reverberates around the enclosed space and he can smell her getting wetter. He doesn’t even bother to stifle his smile.
She sucks him and she can’t really get it all in her mouth. She goes about half way then doubles back and uses
her hands to compensate for her lack of ability but it’s fine. Jared’s used to it now. He’s simply too big for most. Silver lining -- She’s sucking the head like a Hoover and her tongue work is an A+ in Jared’s book. He needs to be inside of her, though and it’s looking like that’s exactly what's going to happen until she starts working his knot. Then her excellent handwork stops and the warmth of her mouth ceases. When Jared opens his eyes again he sees her eyes and dammit why does this always happen to him?
*
Mariah, it turns out her name was, still decided to get him off. Even though the hand job was a little jerky, her mouth work a little shallow, and she didn’t swallow all of him, it was still good in most ways. On second thought, who is he kidding? It sucked! The worst part was that she was still dripping wet for him and he could smell it, the scent was so powerful. But as soon as she got a look at his growing knot she wanted to turn tail and run. Even though he talked her into fooling around a bit more it was clear she wasn’t going to let him fuck her.
Tonight is a disappointment and when he gets home and finally thinks about it, it’s not the first time. It’s just another one in a long succession of disappointing nights. Jared has had quite a bit of blow jobs and hand jobs but as he sits down with a beer and looks back on his experience he realizes he has never been satisfied by all of this foreplay. Usually his partners reach a point where they stop things from moving forward into completing the actual act of sex -- knotting -- and it always comes down to his huge cock and enormous knot.
He always gets his partners off and yeah, he comes but they never let him knot them. He remembers his year long relationships with Sandy and Adrianne who would only let him fuck them half-way at most. When he tried for more they always backed off and said no, they didn’t want to be penetrated any deeper. Jared was always respectful and he would never force it but it didn’t mean he was satisfied by what little his long term girlfriends gave him.
He tried to play it off. But inside it always annoyed him when he could hear his roommates Chad and Misha screwing their girlfriends for hours and hearing the next day about how great knotting felt. His huge knot is keeping him from having a healthy sex life. Yeah he ribs Chad and Misha for not having his equipment but secretly he is starting to think they have the better part of the deal.
Jared has always loved and appreciated his body and from all the talk he got in the locker room when he was in high school he thought having a large dick and a big knot was something to be proud of. But all he gets are scared looks and people running away from him once he drops his pants. Jared has a lot of experience but it’s not really satisfying to him. It’s like masturbation but without the climax and it just makes him feel worse afterwards because he ends up feeling like this -- flawed, different.
He feels angry, unsatisfied, freakish and unworthy.
It’s the first night that Jared doesn’t see the point in going out anymore.
It’s the first night Jared begins to hate his body.
And it’s the first of a long line of nights where Jared decides to stay home instead of going out on the weekends.
*
3 years later
‘Get dressed you pussy!’ Chad calls him up on his cell phone and Jared could recite what he is going to say by heart now, he is just that predictable.
‘No’ Jared says.
‘Come on the old crew is getting together tonight and that includes you. You being a hermit 24/7 can’t be good for you.’
‘Chad, I’m really busy I have to look over this account for work. It’s a big case. It’s the kind of case that could get me promoted to the sweet view in that big ass corner office.’
Some people might have said that Jared channeling his sexual aggression and self-hatred into his work was unhealthy. In Jared’s opinion they obviously haven’t seen his bank account, or his car, or his fucking sweet new apartment that would have even the biggest A-list Alpha's feeling inadequate.
‘Jared dude. One drink.’
‘I know what one drink means when I’m with you Chad. It means four bottles of Cuervo and me waking up in an alley somewhere at 1:50 in the afternoon. Fuck that.’
‘That was one time –‘
‘More like three!’
‘-- and you know it.’
‘You’re not making a compelling case. I should know. I’m a lawyer.’
‘Dude. You. Need. To. Get. Laid.’
‘Who says I haven’t." Jared tries not to let his voice get soft, waver, or show any deviation of weakness what so ever. And fuck his voice breaks a little when he is pronouncing the last "t" sound and like a shark that smells blood Chad pounces on it.
‘When, where and name?’ Chad hits him with it full frontal, kids gloves off.
‘Wednesday. Bungalo 87 and Esther’ Fuck. Esther? Really? Jared. Fuck him. He puts his face in his hands and just prays that Chad buys it.
‘Esther?’ No chance in hell he did.
‘Yeah.’
‘Dude. That’s just sad. Straight up pathetic. You can’t even think of a hot beta name. That shows that even your fantasies suck man. You have no game even in your dreams. My cock is now soft and weeping tears for you.’
‘Dude I don’t want to hear about your cock.’ Jared makes a sour face and tries to scrub his eyes from the visual. He doesn’t need Chad traumatizing him.
‘Dude your coming and that’s final. If you don’t I’m sending out all of those photos of you kissing that fake duck from college to all of our friends and to your work associates.’
‘You wouldn’t dare!’
‘Just try me.’ Chad hangs up on him with a snip click from the other line.
Jared has just under three hours to relearn what it’s like to interact with others in a party atmosphere or risk being wall-flowered during the night. Try as he might he doesn’t think he can take it if he has to see Tom or Justin look at him like he has lost any and all skill. Especially considering he was the one who taught them a few things about hooking up with omegas and betas in the first place.
*
The night out goes better than expected. Mostly because Jared is just concentrating on having a good time and getting blitzed. Jared has kind of needed a guys night out. Just to blow off steam without the expectations and needs of hooking up. Although Chad is trying to throw him back in the ring of the dating world and hook ups he chooses to abstain. He just makes the best of his night with friends he hasn’t hung out with in years.
It’s a night straight out of a frat house comedy with each of them ribbing each other, getting outrageously hammered and doing outrageous dares. At some point the bartender does a cool tripped out flippy maneuver with a bottle and lights some shots on fire. That costs them a couple bucks but in Jared’s alcohol inebriated mind it was totally worth it.
Jared feels looser and more satisfied then he has been in years and he feels himself come out of his protective shell as the night starts waning. In the morning he laments that it’s the first time in three years that he doesn’t feel like a gigantic freak of nature.
It’s in that moment that Jared decides to get out more often and return to the land of the living instead of shutting himself in his ridiculously amazing apartment. If he has less time fine tooth combing his latest cases until the early am he figures he has earned it.
*
It’s Jared’s third consecutive week going out before he hits his first drag. Sure it’s been a little awkward trying to re-acclimate himself back into the ‘scene’ so to speak but it’s going well.
Chad, Steve, Chris and the whole gang have gotten on his case when he has stumbled a few of his passes, spilled drinks and done nothing less than trip over his own two feet. But he’s getting better even though Chad’s camera phone may protest. He is starting to feel more at ease and it shows when he starts getting interest from both sides of the fence from betas and omegas alike, just like old times.
Unfortunately all of his progress is thwarted when he meets Jensen -sex on legs - through mutual friend Steve. The man is gorgeous, all pouty lips, forest green eyes and dirty blonde hair. He reminds Jared of a marine out from leave and damn it to hell if that doesn’t make Jensen even more desirable. He has forgotten this level of want and Jared has to contain himself from openly propositioning Jensen to the bathroom where he imagines all the ways that he can stuff his knot inside of him. Hopefully in so deep in his person that he can feel the other man’s heartbeat.
Sweltering chemistry aside Jensen and Jared seem to have multiple things in common and that excites Jared even more. That’s also the point when he starts spilling entirely too much information. He talks too much about his middle school years when he had braces. He talks about his brother’s wedding where Uncle Lenny told a horribly offensive joke and he details a wildly embarrassing story when he got Chad and his butt cheeks glued together during one of their groups epic prank wars. He does this all so he can keep talking to Jensen and have Jensen’s attention all on him, all the time.
Jensen takes it all in stride though and from the way his eyes fill out mirthfully he seems to be responsive to whatever Jared’s throwing out there. He thinks they really have made a connection.
Which is why it hurts that much worse when Jensen leaves with another guy.
So much for getting back in the game.
*
If Jared starts picking out tall blondes from that point on to hook up with it’s not his fault.
It’s like he is in a constant one-up-manship with Jensen and each time Jensen picks out a tall well-muscled brunette Jared instantly finds a leggy, blonde or a twinkish type to satiate him. It’s never enough no matter how good the blow job or how dexterous the hand-job is, it’s never as good as it should be.
With each passing hook up Jared becomes more aggressive and he would feel sorry for the marks, the face fucking, the dry humping if afterwards his partners didn’t look so debauched, satisfied and even more turned on when he was done.
Sometimes he gets them off twice for their work. Other times well let’s just say he has a sizable amount of partners who just want to take as much of him as possible and who is he to not oblige them?
Either way this sexual conflict with Jensen is powerful and it’s getting out of control.
Sooner or later they are both going to break.
Jared isn’t sure if that’s a good thing or a bad one.
*
Other than the palatable sexual tension and equally tangible jealousy, Jared and Jensen get along just fine.
They text each other constantly and fall into to each other’s lives seamlessly. They get each other’s jokes. They have the same accent, share much of the same interests, lifestyle, family life, background and when they talk it’s like they finish each other’s sentences. They are in fucking sync in every way of the word. Jared thinks their sex would be awesome.
Jensen gets him, and he gets Jensen. They work like a well-oiled machine which is why when Jensen starts texting him.
‘beer tonight, your place jerk.’
Jared doesn’t hesitate to text him back an equally pointed.
‘I’ll c u beer and raise you hard. Tequila. Smackles and better make me something greasy bitch!’
They just work.
‘U have an alcohol problem Sasquatch and I’m coming with pizza.’
Jared smiles at the exchange and can’t wait for tonight.
*
Their team lost. They were blown out of the water before half-time even started and the game was such a failure it wasn’t even worth watching. The only constellation is that it’s early in the season.
Jared and Jensen ply themselves with beer, tequila, chips, pizza and other assorted carbs while they drunkenly ramble about Stephen Hawking’s black hole theory and try to interchange that with the Charlie’s Angels rerun their watching. Yeah they are drunk.
‘Dude Farah’s hot.’ Jensen says while sprawled on the couch. Jared is on the floor nodding his head to Jensen’s comment.
‘Yeah. You kind of look like her.’ His eyes perk up and he swings his head back and forth slowly, his eye brows ascend a bit to his hair line.
‘Dude I don’t look like a chick!’ Jensen sputters out drunkenly and whispers the phrase back to himself to make sure it came out right. He nods his head in victory when it all checks out to him.
‘It’s those lips and that bone structure of yours’ Jared’s looking straight at him now. His eyes an unnamable color to Jensen.
‘Shuddafuckup’ Jensen responds. Jensen tries not to get lost in the blue, green, brown, grey kaleidoscope of colors but it’s hard. He wishes Jared's eyes would just make a choice and fucking chose. Those unnameable orbs are making him warm, tight and his skin is becoming kind of itchy. As if it was stretched too thin.
‘No it’s totally there man. That’s why you always get all those bears and burly men trying to fuck you.’
‘Fat lot of good it gets me.’
Jared’s eyes crinkle as he laughs. 'I’m thinking it probably gets you a lot of ‘fat’ Jared laughs at his lame pun and Jensen rolls his eyes.
‘Nowhere near enough.’ Jensen pouts and frowns.
‘Heh. Interesting. Everyone tells me I’m much too much.’
‘Are you quoting Dr. Suess to me?’
‘That was random Jen.’
‘Sorry my brain short circuited on you telling me about your massive wang’
‘It’s not just my cock man. My knot too. Everyone’s scared of it. It’s given me a complex.’
Jensen’s breath gets shorter, and the next time he speaks his mouth is right near Jared’s ear.
‘Show me Jay.’
Jared feels nervous. He doesn’t think he could take it if Jensen ran away from him like all the others. But his dick perks up at the thought of Jensen’s full lips sucking him down and getting inside that hot smooth throat. Jensen mouth looks like it was meant to take Jared and it’s that part of him that unbuckles his obnoxious belt buckle and strips him of his boxers and jeans.
He stands up and decides to give Jensen the full view.
Jensen sits ram rod straight and opens his eyes as big as they can go. His pupils dilated further from alcohol and now from the view ahead of him.
Jared’s a bit hard but not fully he is still semi-freaking out about Jensen’s reaction and Jensen isn’t giving him much to go on here. He is about ten seconds away from throwing on his clothes and running into his room leaving Jensen to the couch and himself to his right hand.
Just when Jared thinks all is lost and he is going to add Jensen to another list of conquests who were not quite conquered, Jensen gets to his knees and starts touching him and fuck that feels awesome and now he’s fully hard.
‘God, it gets bigger.’
‘Uh. Yeah.’ It’s the first time anyone has touched him in a while and not in a running scared kind of way or at least looked at him like his cock was going to attack them.
Jensen nuzzles him. His lips kissing the crown and all the way down. He pushes Jared’s cock up against his six pack and the length of Jared is well passed his navel.
‘You’r not scared of it?’
‘Scared? Jared if I didn’t think you’d tease me endlessly about it I would cry tears of joy.’
Jensen steals any reply Jared was going to give him when he takes Jared into his mouth and fuck that feels amazing and it just gets better as Jensen takes him deeper into his mouth. Fuck Jensen is deep throating him and he can feel his throat muscles working on him as Jensen opens for him. Jensen works through his gag reflex and Jared just about loses his damn mind.
It feels fucking great and Jensen has already taken him down deeper than anyone else ever has. He still has about a quarter more to go but looking at the level of determination in Jensen’s face he knows Jen’s going to get there sooner rather than later. Jensen pulls off of him and takes a deep breath.
‘Fuck so big Jay. Where have you been? Needed you all along.’ Jared’s feeling the same way.
‘Been so empty. Everyone who knots me isn’t big enough. They say my ass is too loose. The knot never stays inside of me. But you. I know you’ll keep me on. Be stuck in me for hours. Be stuck with me. Jay.’
It’s all Jared has ever wanted and just the idea of finally getting to knot. To finally feel what other Alpha’s have felt, what Alpha’s were born to do it’s enough to get Jared to come and fuck he does come. He comes all over Jensen. Spraying his beautiful face all over him and once Jared is done coming Jensen is all messy and dripping. His face marred by Jared’s release and the way he looks right now is the reason porn was invented. Jared wants everyone to see Jensen like this. When Jensen smiles at him he gets hard all over again. Refraction period be damned. He’s going to fuck Jensen long, hard and he is finally going to get to bury his knot inside him.
Jared pushes Jensen into his room and starts setting things up while Jensen cleans himself off in the bathroom. Jared’s not sure why, he thinks he looks fucking amazing with him covering every corner of Jensen’s face. When Jensen comes back to the bedroom he’s nude and is prying himself open with his fingers. Jared just lays back with one hand behind his head, while he uses the other one to stroke his cock.
Jensen licks his lips and quickly puts himself in Jared’s lap. They kiss for the first time that night and Jensen tastes amazing and Jared can still taste himself on him. Jensen teases the head of his cock with his entrance. Jensen feels warm and wet and all Jared wants to do is sink down into him soft and smooth. But Jensen uses his position and takes control.
He pushes himself down taking in three inches of Jared and fuck it’s like Jensen is sucking him in, his inner muscles spasm on his cock so deliciously and Jared can’t help but buck himself inward a further six inches.
‘Damn.’ Jensen wasn’t ready and Jared kisses his bicep in apology and holds himself steady until Jensen takes more of him inside.
‘Fuck Jared.’ Jensen exhales all the breath out of him. As if Jared is taking all of the space within him and it’s the first time in Jensen’s sex life that he has ever felt full. Jensen sets up a hard pace then going up and down rocking the bed against the wall as he sets a punishing rhythm. Jared takes Jensen’s hips and rotates his cock around using his girth and fullness to stir inside of Jensen which causes an entire coupling of more intense reactions of pleasure to spike through both of them. Jensen wails and his insides tighten to near pain on Jared. It's only fitting that Jensen comes then harsh, quick and visceral.
Now that Jensen and Jared have both had one orgasm each Jensen grinds himself ontop of Jared encouraging his knot to grow and fuck grow it does.
‘Ah. Are you getting bigger? Fuckin over achiever. You want to break me don’t you.’ Jensen’s never been this full before.
‘Wasn’t in the plans Jen.’ And damn he does feel it. He is deep inside Jensen and he's getting off on the fact that he is making Jensen feel things he has never felt before. Jared’s knot ties them together and Jensen comes a second time along with Jared who comes a steady stream inside of him. They neck , pet and make out while they are still tied together rocking through their orgasms shallow thrusts now that they are knotted which Jensen is all but fine with seeing as how sensitive his muscles are from the stretch of Jared.
Jensen makes a sleepy mumble about marriage which causes Jared to pinch his nipples and make out a hickie on his neck.
‘What was that? Jen.’
‘I said is it too soon to propose marriage?’ Jensen looks bashful and damn cute as he laughs.
‘We do fit together well don’t we.’ Jared says encouraging the joke but entirely serious about a long term relationship.
Jared sucks on Jensen’s lips and tongue fucks his mouth in a dirty lewd kiss which makes Jensen milk Jared’s cock even further and causes Jared to thrust up forcefully inside Jensen again making him squeal and purr as he ruts inside him even deeper.
‘We’ve got a lot of time to make up for. Jen’
‘Why’
‘I’ve waited for you for years Jen. Waited forever for someone to take my knot. To take. All of me.’ He punctuates each of his points with a thrust pushing Jensen further into bliss.
‘I’ve have had a lot of fantasies about finding the person who could take everything I had to give. You’ve fulfilled one.’
Jensen smiles at him and looks at him dreamily. ‘How many more are there?’
‘Quite a few.’ Jared says as he pushes his dick in another direction setting off stars in the back of Jensen’s brain.
‘I guess we’ll just have to work through each and every one of them. Very. Throughly.’ Jensen says as he rocks back into Jared.
‘Could take a while.’ He says deeply and with labored breath.
‘We’ve got tons of time.’ Jensen winks back with a coy smile as they orgasm for the third time that night.