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Here are the upcoming events for October, November, and December of 2024:
October 1-31:Â SPN Kinktober
November 10-16:Â SPN Poly Kinks Week
November 29-December 1:Â SPN Role Play Weekend
December 14-25:Â 12 Days of SPN Kinkmas
Details about each of these events will be posted a few weeks in advance of the event; all details for all events (once posted) can be found here. General Rules for all events can be found here.
If you want to see future events, check out our Calendar.
Welcome to the 12 Days of SPN Kinkmas! - the SPN Kink Events FINAL event!
What is it?
A whole 12 days leading up to Christmas to explore holiday-themed kinks with Supernatural characters. Similar to Kinktober, you have a couple kink prompts for each day - feel free to choose one or try to combine them! Each of the kinks or prompts given were specifically chosen with the holidays in mind, so hopefully you can theme your work to the holiday season!
When is it?
December 14-25, 2024
What are the prompts?
Thursday, December 14Â - Anonymous Sex, Costumes
Friday, December 15Â - Ice Play, Cock Worship
Saturday, December 16Â - (Santa) Suit Kink, Nude Photography
Sunday, December 17Â -Â Anal Sex, Scent Kink
Monday, December 18Â - Aphrodisiac, Daddy Kink
Tuesday, December 19Â - Hot Tub Sex, Drunk Sex
Wednesday, December 20Â - Somnophilia, One Night Stand
Thursday, December 21Â - Thigh Riding, Rape Fantasy
Friday, December 22Â - Beard Kink, Fire Play
Saturday, December 23Â - Chair Sex, Food Play
Sunday, December 24Â - Mile High Club, Plus Size
Monday, December 25Â - Voyeurism, Priest Kink
How do I participate?
No sign ups are required! Just post any and your 12 Days of SPN Kinkmas content and be sure to include #12daysofspnkinkmas2024 and tag us @spnkinkevents in your post. We will reblog everything we see, but if we havenât reblogged your work within 24 hours please send us an ask. There will also be a thread to drop your links on our Discord for this event.
Reminder: Please review our General Rules, which apply to all events we host. If you have any questions, feel free to send in an Ask!
I've been trying to scroll to find the kinktober stories but I don't see them. Is there a link I'm missing? Or..... I'm scared to ask, did people write them? I was so looking forward to reading them. I really hope I'm just missing something. I did read the post that you guys won't be keeping going with the page in the new year. I'm really sad to see you go. I'm newish to tumblr trying to find my way around decently, but from what I've seen of the page, I'll incredibly sad to see you go. Thank you for keeping up the page and the prompts and events. It was great to have you.
HERE are the Kinktober fics from this year. As you can see... there was only one posted to us.
This is one of the biggest reasons why we are closing this blog - the participation is at an all time low and because of that, maintaining the events isn't worth the amount of time the mods have to put into it anymore.
Please feel free to look through our archive! There are so many great fics from past years and events. Poke around on our Kinks page to find fics to your liking!
Summary - Jared gets an itch only Jensen can help scratch.
Word Count - 1,812
A/N - This was written for the @spnkinkevents role-play weekend! The prompt was Jared playing demon blood!Sam manhandling Jensen as Dean from the always amazing @jld71, who also beta'd for me. If you're at all queasy about fake blood, this is your warning!! lol
Also, let's just pretend they knew what would happen in the next season for this one... I couldn't help the quote!
Jared had an itch under his skin that he just couldnât scratch. He knew what it meant and how to get it gone. But he needed Jensen to play along.Â
They shot Dean finding out about Sam drinking demon blood that day. It had been emotional for both brothers, but Jared was feeling amped up from the adrenalin that came with pretending to be hopped up on drugs gave him. Heâd also shot a rather steamy scene with âRubyâ that day which got him a little riled up. He needed a way to get things out of his system, which gave him an idea.Â
He grabbed his phone and shot Jensen a quick text.Â
> Tell Cliff weâll get a ride home
> Donât change out of your costume
> Meet me on the seedy hotel set, 15 minutes
Theyâd been done filming for a little while and he and Jensen had just gotten back to their trailers after debriefing with Bob about their shots for the next day. Most of the crew should be finishing up everything now, so fifteen minutes should be plenty of time for them to be alone on set.Â
Jared paced in his trailer as he watched the minutes tick by. By the time he was meant to meet Jensen, it felt like an hour had passed. He took his time walking to the specified set, stopping by the props trailer to get something necessary for what he had planned.
The set was dark and the door groaned when Jared opened it. His heart beat wildly in anticipation when he heard it click shut.Â
âHello? Jared?â Jensen called from the other side of the wall.Â
âNo âJaredâ here,â Jared called back, his voice cool and sure, just like Samâs.Â
There was a slight pause while Jared rounded the faux wall to find Jensen sitting at the foot of one of the beds still in Deanâs clothes. Jensen straightened up when he saw him.Â
âSammy?â he asked, concerned. âWhatâs with all the cloak and dagger? Did something happen?â He stood and walked toward him, reaching a hand out to touch Samâs bloodstained face.
âIâm fine, itâs not mine,â Jared swiped his hand away.Â
âYou were with her, werenât you?â Dean asked, full of anger, hurt, and accusation.Â
âNot that itâs any of your business, but yes. And we were interrupted,â Sam retorted. Â
âOh, pity,â Dean rolled his eyes and turned to walk away.
âYouâre the one that pulled that fire alarm, Dean. Why?â
âBecause if you have to skulk around in seedy hotels, you shouldnât be doinâ it!â Dean was right back in Samâs face.
âLike this place is so much better?â Sam motioned to the room around them, peeling wallpaper and musty sheets and all.Â
âYeah, well, it ainât the Ritz, but at least itâs not a crack den.âÂ
âIâm not on crack, Dean.â
âMight as well be,â he said sadly, looking at Samâs bloody lips.Â
âYouâre just jealous because I can do things you canât,â Sam smirked, knowing he was pushing Deanâs buttons.Â
On cue, Deanâs jaw ticked. âI donât need this from you,â he said, then shoved past Sam on his way toward the door.Â
Sam was quick though, with a new dose of demon blood coursing through him. He reached out and grabbed Deanâs arm, turning him to face him.Â
âLet go, Sam,â Dean growled.Â
âYou gonna make me?â Sam responded, voice pitched low; taunting.Â
Dean tried to jerk away, but couldnât shake off Samâs hold.Â
âLike I said, âwe were interruptedâ.â
âSammy,â Dean warned before trying harder to shake off Samâs grip.Â
âGuess youâll have to do,â Sam said, hauling Dean back to the bed Jensen had been sitting on before.Â
âWhat are you thinking, Sam? Just cuz youâre all hopped up on demon blood, donât mean you gotta take it out on me!âÂ
He was putting up a real struggle now, but Sam was stronger. He arranged them so that Deanâs knees were pressed against the mattress, then shoved him. Dean fell back with a thump and tried to roll to the side quickly, but Sam was quicker still and had him pinned before he could make it off the side of the bed.Â
âSammy, this isnât you. Donât do this, man,â Dean begged, already giving up his fight.Â
âIt was always going to end up this way, Dean.â Jared ran his nose along Jensenâs jaw and sniffed his neck. He smelled like Dean. âYou, me, here.â
âI think youâre getting a little ahead of yourself, Sam,â Jensen said with a smirk.Â
Jared chuckled. Of course, Jensen would call him out on a Lucifer quote from the next season theyâd already talked to the producers about. It was just too good to not use in the moment.Â
âWhy else would you be so jealous of her, Dean?â Sam licked his way up Deanâs neck.Â
Dean struggled again but to no avail.Â
âYou canât escape this.âÂ
Sam sat upright, keeping a firm hand on Deanâs chest, rendering him immobile. He slipped a vile out from his back pocket and laid it on the bed next to them. Deanâs eyes went wide.Â
âI ainât drinking no demon blood, Sammy, you can forget it!â he yelled.Â
âItâs not for you to drink, Dean, relax.âÂ
âYeah, right, easy for you to say,â he snarked.Â
âYouâre going to enjoy this, trust me.â
âThat demon has rotted your brain out, Sammy.âÂ
âOn the contrary,â Sam started, rucking up Deanâs shirt and unbuttoning his jeans. âSheâs made me so powerful.â His lip twitched into a brief smirk. âYou wouldnât believe the things Iâm capable of now.âÂ
âOh, I bet I could,â Dean grumbled, then let out a surprised yelp when Samâs hand wrapped around his half-hard cock.Â
âYou want this, brother,â Sam said on an exhale.
âDonât,â Deanâs voice broke over the word, making Samâs pulse skyrocket.Â
ââDonâtâ what?â Sam asked just before kissing Deanâs mouth and stroking him at the same time.Â
Dean went pliant underneath Sam, and Sam knew that heâd won. Dean was giving in to him; the one person he couldnât say ânoâ to. It was all the permission Sam needed to stroke faster and kiss harder. He could feel the flakes of Rubyâs blood craking off of his lips and falling all over Deanâs face. Dean made a noise of protest but didnât try to fight him off.Â
Once Deanâs dick was hard in his hand, Sam let go and used the same hand to pull Deanâs jeans down his legs.Â
âKick your shoes off,â Sam commanded.Â
Weak and under Samâs spell, he obeyed. After he kicked off his shoes, Sam made quick work of removing his pants. Once Dean was bare from the waist down, Sam clicked open the bottle of blood Ruby had sent him home with and dribbled some across his fingers.Â
Deanâs eyes went wide, knowing what Samâs plan was. He tried to keep his legs together, but Sam pried them open and put himself between them so that Deanâs most private parts were available to him. The blood was singing in his veins.Â
Dripping with blood, Samâs fingers found Deanâs hole and began working him open. The demon blood always made him feel like he was about to explode and the only thing that helped was sex; and since he and Ruby were interrupted by Deanâs little fire drill, heâd have to make due.Â
He slid one finger in easily and smiled to himself and Jensen was still loose from their morning workout. After a few strokes, he slid in another finger and then a third when he was ready. The demon blood was working surprisingly well. Jared still had the taste of it in his mouth, which gave him another idea.Â
âDonât even try to move,â Sam instructed, then dove down Deanâs body and hoisted his legs into the air.Â
Dean grunted but didnât budge as Samâs mouth latched onto his bloodied hole. He sucked and licked and devoured Dean and the taste drove him mad with want. Once heâd had his fill, Sam undid his own pants and shoved them down to his knees as he crawled back up Deanâs body.Â
Cutting off Deanâs protest, Sam kissed him with the fresh blood on his lips. This time, Dean kissed back, desperate and wanting, knowing what was to come. With no ado and very little fanfare, Sam lined himself up and shoved into Dean. He groaned into their kiss and Sam felt him clench and unclench around his length.Â
Unable to hold himself back, he pulled out and shoved back in, over and over again. Uncaring for Deanâs pleasure, he railed into him, stroking himself on the tight velvet of his brotherâs open hole. When the blood started to dry, he applied more. Deanâs ass was a wet, red mess, and Sam was enamored by it. Knowing that it wasnât his brotherâs blood, but a demonâs made it all the more illicit.Â
Jared laughed to himself, taking Jensen out of the moment.Â
âSomething funny?â Jensen asked between groans of pleasure.Â
âJust me thinking about how hot it is that youâre drenched in demon blood while I fuck you.â
Jensen made a face, but his ass clenched tight, betraying his true feelings. Jared kissed him and fucked into him harder and faster until they were both breathless.Â
âUng, Iâm gonna come,â Jensen grunted.Â
âYeah, come on your brotherâs cock,â Jared said.Â
âMan, come on!â Jensen begged.Â
Theyâd both read the fanfic; both knew what people saw between the two of them on and off screen. But Jensen had always protested a sexual relationship between the brothers; even when they were just playing around. He was much more moral than Jared.
Jared bit down on his ear lobe and whispered, âCome for me, big brother.â
Jensenâs entire body seized up and he came with a shout all over Dean and Samâs shirts and jackets. They were going to get ripped a new one by wardrobe⌠again. But Jared couldnât care about that when Jensenâs ass was milking him dry. He grunted and bit down on Jensenâs neck as he came.Â
When he was too sensitive to keep thrusting into Jensen, he pulled out. The sight of his dick and Jensenâs ass covered in blood was shocking. It looked like Jared had literally fucked Jensen a new one. But as gruesome as the sight was, Jared was mostly turned on by it.Â
âYou look like a werewolf,â Jensen said, once Jared lay down beside him.
âI look like I just ate your bloody ass,â Jared corrected.Â
Jensen made another face. âI donât even wanna look down, do I?â
Jared took a look at his dick and between Jensenâs legs. âNope. But I gotta admitâŚâ
âThat was fun?â Jensen supplied.
âDemon blood makes the best lube,â he finished with a wide smile across his face.Â
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First of all, we want to thank you for an amazing 8 years with this blog! We had 6 years of SPN Kink Bingo, with 10 (we think - it's hard to keep track!) different rounds of the bingo through this blog. For the past two years, we broke things down into smaller, bite-sized events, and those have been lots of fun, too!
Unfortunately, the numbers of participants and creations has dwindled enough that your mods have made the tough decision to bring our SPN Kink-ness to a close at the end of 2024.
The Discord will remain open for you to chat, and the blog will remain for archive purposes, but we will no longer be posting to either.
We have loved working with all of you for all these years, and can't wait to see what you create in the future - be it SPN or your newest fandom obsession.
A whole weekend to explore Role Play Fun in relationships with Supernatural characters.
When is it?
November 29-December 1, 2024
What are the prompts?
This event doesnât have prompts like some of our other events, it is just a weekend of Role Play fun!
How do I participate?
No sign ups are required! Just post any and your SPN Role Play content and be sure to include #spnroleplay2024 and tag us @spnkinkevents in your post. We will reblog everything we see, but if we havenât reblogged your work within 24 hours please send us an ask. There will also be a thread to drop your links on our Discord for this event.
Reminder: Please review our General Rules, which apply to all events we host. If you have any questions, feel free to send in an Ask!
A whole weekend to explore Poly relationships with Supernatural characters.
When is it?
November 10-16, 2024
What are the prompts?
This event doesnât have prompts like some of our other events, it is just a week of sexy, poly fun! Feel free to create something independently for this week!
How do I participate?
No sign ups are required! Just post any and all SPN Poly Kink content and be sure to include #spnpolykinksweek2024 and tag us @spnkinkevents in your post. We will reblog everything we see, but if we havenât reblogged your work within 24 hours please send us an ask. There will also be a thread to drop your links on our Discord for this event.
Reminder: Please review our General Rules, which apply to all events we host. If you have any questions, feel free to send in an Ask!
Wincest ⥠POV Sam Winchester ⥠Blowjobs ⥠Light Breathe Play ⥠Sexual Fantasies ⥠Set Immediately After 1.02 ⥠Cum Swallowing/Spitting ⥠Word Count : 1201
The road zipped under them with a pleasant and familiar thrum, the yellow lines being swallowed up under the wheels rotation in that satisfying way Sam had always loved.
He stretches out an ache in his back, sliding his shoulders deeper into the well of the seat, grinds his right palm oh so casually over his crotch, and tries not to entertain a very particular thought about Dean that had been dogging him for days by now.
However..
Dean was dozing in the passanger seat, and the rhythm of the road, combined with the drop from his adrenaline burst, had set Sam into a very lax, safe, mood. He felt at home, protected in the way you do when you're in your own space, regardless of actual privacy, and mere hours ago they'd nearly been beaten and eaten (" And not in the fun way", says the background voice of Dean in his mind), so he let's himself go, actually. Let's himself indulge.
They're only thoughts, after all.
Dean leans over. His mouth ghosts hot over Sam's neck, and Sam's sure its audible when he swallows. Tipping his head, baring his neck for Dean. He's begging.
"How's she feel?" Dean's teeth on the thumping vein in his throat now, threating to nick it, his hand sliding down the wheel and up the inner of Sam's thigh.
"Good." Eyes on the road, hands on the wheel, FOCUS. Don't swerve. Don't crash the car.
"Yeah?"
Dean's got one arm slung around the back of the seat, around Sam's shoulders. The fingers of that hand are playing with Sam's seatbelt, pulling it tight and then letting it go. In turn cutting off Sam's air, and letting him take shallow breaths.
The other hand is fiddling with the clasp on Sam's belt. He's taking his time with it, giving more attention to biting agonizing marks into the top of Sam's shoulder, his neck.
He barely unzips him, languidly squeezing Sam through the denim. Just enough to hurt. It brings a deep pulse of pleasure on the release.
Sam groans, and lifts his hips, hoping Dean will hurry up and get the hint, but Dean only laughs and removes his hand from Sam's balls entirely.
"Oh you fucker." Sam hisses, his throat red and white around the belt. "You ACTUAL cocktease."
He takes his right hand off the wheel. He'll do it himself if Dean's gonna be like THAT about it, and then Dean is back on him, digging into him like that was just the thing he'd been waiting for.
For Sam to get impatient. To break.
"Tsk tsk tsk. Ten 'n two Sammy, ten 'n two. Both hands on the wheel. Like I showed you when we were kids-" He pulls Sam's dick finally, FINALLY out, standing full and twitching. Aching.
He digs a thumbnail deep and cruel into the slit. Sam gasps. "-you remember. "
And then his head goes down, and he licks a wide, slow, stripe up the underside of Sam's dick. He circles the head with his tongue, and licks DEEP into the slit.
He groans like he loves it, trying to work Sam's thin hole open as wide as he can with his mouth, and the tip of his tongue. He doesn't mind scraping the head with his teeth, either.
It's too much, too intense, the pleasure is hardly even there at this point, and Sam whimpers. "Oh no, oh no, oh please-"
Dean laps at him, sweet and soothing, then grins up wickedly. "Patience, baby brother. Just having fun. I know what you like."
He grips Sam's balls in his hand, cradling just tight enough to ache, and swallows his cock down, nose rutting into the denim. The zipper of his jeans scrapes up Dean's lips and chin, and Sam knows he'll be carrying that burn for a couple days. He feels a kick of possessive lust at the thought of seeing the proof of this on Dean's mouth for days to come.
Of everyone seeing it.
They wouldn't know what it was, meaningless scratches to them, but Sam would know. An openly kept secret. Their taboo flaunted in a false innocence.
Dean slips off Sam's cock to catch his breath, planting shaky kisses all around his shaft and base.
"Sam. Sam, Sam, Sam." He mouths the head, bobbing shallowly and kissing it. "Oh, SAMMY."
Sam's hand grabs the back of his neck, fingers gripping round it like a vice. His thumb manages to find it's way into the corner of Dean's mouth, and hips hump up as much as they can, his cockhead jamming the back of Dean's throat.
Dean makes a sound Sam hasn't heard before, gagging on it, and his hand stop the squeeze-release rhythm he'd had on Sam's balls, to come up and close around his throat, choking himself not only on Sam's cock, but with his hand as well.
The dual sensation of his cock inside Dean's throat, and Dean's hand squeezing him from the outside as well, is what pushes Sam to the edge.
"Jerking me off through your throat? Or do you just not want to breathe, Dean?"
He twists Dean's short hair as best as he can, pulling his head up enough so that he can see Dean's face, and Dean responds by rolling his tongue maddeningly, drooling down his cock.
"Close your eyes if you love me." Sam means it to sound like a command, but it comes out in a whisper.
Dean's eyes slam shut. Tears that had been pooling spill over, running down his cheeks.
Sam comes, hot and thick, filling Dean's mouth, coating his throat with it.
He let's go, watching the prints in Dean's skin change from white to deep pink, his hand shakes as he pets Dean's head and neck, chest heaving, voice unsteady.
"Y-you can open your eyes now."
Dean pulls off slowly, letting Sam's dick slide provocatively from him. Cum is leaking out of the corner of his mouth, and his puffy lips pout lipstick pink as his tilts his head and considers.
Sam makes the decision for him. Jolting forward, he opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue. Dean looks surpised, then pleased, and leans in, letting the cum drizzle out of his mouth and into Sam's, who swallows it. Dean finishes with an absurdly chaste kiss, and then sits back in his seat.
"That was pretty good huh? Waddaya say Sammy, you love me too?" His voice is rough. Worn out. Pleased. And he grins at Sam like he just won the lottery, licking at the cum that stills coats his lips.
Sam's foot punches the gas as he cums, and the car lurches hard. Dean starts awake, and Sam blesses the night that hides him and the hand that's still knuckling into his crotch wrenching out every last jolt of pleasure out of his dick that he can, the wet patch spreading across his thigh.
"You fuck up my baby and I'll kill you." Dean mumbles, still half asleep. "Won't let ya drive anymore if you're gonna be rough like that."
Sam nods and nods, though Dean has drifted back and can't see it. "It won't happen again."
A SPN Kinktober event during October! This is a daily prompt event in the normal Kinktober vein, but we've added some SPN specific kinks in there for you as well. You can post on as many or as few days as you want!
When is it?
Every day in October, 2024.
What are the prompts?
See the image above (or for a list, click the readmore below.) Feel free to combine this event with any other fest/event you find, including any -tober events!
How do I participate?
No sign ups are required! Just post any and all SPN Kinktober content and be sure to include #spnkinktober2024 and tag us @spnkinkevents in your post. We will reblog everything we see, but if we havenât reblogged your work within 24 hours please send us an ask. There will also be a thread to drop your links on our Discord for this event.
Reminder: Please review our General Rules, which apply to all events we host. If you have any questions, feel free to send in an Ask!
A fic for Kinky Cas Week 2024 organized by @spnkinkevents
Prompt: Sensation Play
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Characters: Castiel, Dean Winchester
Link to fic: AO3
Summary:
Castiel asks if Dean is up for an experiment that requires him to be blind-folded, after initial trepidation Dean is fully on board, especially when it is one of Cas' ties that will be used as the implement to remove his sight temporarily.
Cas appreciated all the explaining Dean tried to do about the pizza man and the babysitter and knew he meant well when he took him to that establishment with beautiful ladies. However, Castiel wanted to experience the bodily pleasures his vessel was capable of and as little as he knew about such matters, he did know that the ladies weren't doing it for him. On an afternoon where he was alone at the bunker, he snooped around Dean's laptop and after watching a few videos engages in some self-love.
A fic for Kinky Cas Week 2024 organized by @spnkinkevents
Prompt: Wing Kink
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester
Characters: Castiel, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester
Link to fic: AO3
Summary:
Cas has been an irritable frustrated mess the past week and Sam and Dean finally figure out why after Dean shows Sam the feathers he's been finding all over the bunker hallways. Cue gentle wing grooming and a happy ending.
No sign ups are required! Just post any and all Kinky Castiel content and be sure to include #kinkycastielweek2024 and tag us @spnkinkevents in your post. We will reblog everything we see, but if we havenât reblogged your work within 24 hours please send us an ask. There will also be a thread to drop your links on our Discord for this event.
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Summary - Jared and Jensen are on hiatus from filming, and Jared's missing Jensen something terrible. He calls him and things escalate quickly.
Word Count - 1,938
A/N - Aaaaand I'm BACK!! It's been almost a year since I've written fanfic, and I just couldn't help but write something for the @spnkinkevents D/s weekend! Be gentle with me!! lol
Prompted and beta'd by @jld71 with some assistance from @buffywoo
Warnings - D/s relationship, Dom!Jared, sub!Jensen, phone sex, come play
Read here on Ao3
One week into their hiatus and Jared was missing Jensen something terrible. More than just the feel of him, or the sound of his voice, but just his solid presence and sense of security. He grounded Jared in a way that few others could.Â
Jared waited until he knew Jensen would be alone in his room and called him.Â
âHey,â Jensen answered, his whiskey-smooth voice coming through the tiny phone speaker and calming Jaredâs soul.
âHey,â Jared said smiling. âHow was your day?â
âGood; went to the lake and went out on the jet skis. Mack flipped twice.â Jared could hear the smile in his voice.Â
âThat sounds like a great day.â
âWhat did you do?â he asked.Â
âNothing much, just swam in the pool some, read a book.âÂ
âYou read an entire book today?â Jensen sounded shocked.Â
âYeahâŚâ
âI forget how fast you readâŚâÂ
Jared laughed. They sat in silence for a little while, Jared imagined Jensen lying leisurely in his bed.Â
âYou in bed?â he asked, unable to control the yearning in his voice.
Jared could hear him shuffle. âYeahâŚâ he answered, voice drawing out the word, like he knew where Jared was steering the conversation. âYou?â
âYup,â Jared answered. âIs everyone else asleep?â
âMost likely.â
âGood,â Jared said. âWanna play?â
Jensen didnât hesitate to answer, âYes.â
Jared took in a deep breath. He loved playing with Jensen. He was so responsive and obeyed so well. Of course, it was better in person, but just because they were a few counties away from each other, didnât mean he couldnât still get that feeling of control.Â
âYes, what?âÂ
âYes, Sir,â Jensen corrected himself.Â
âGood boy. Have you been a good boy since we last spoke?â
âYes, Sir.â
Jaredâs dick swelled. âYou havenât touched yourself at all?âÂ
âNo, Sir. Only to pee.â
Just as Jared had instructed him. âWhat are you wearing right now?â
âJust my boxer briefs.â
âMmm,â Jared hummed, pleased, picturing Jensenâs thighs hugged by the tight, black material. âAre you hard?â
âGetting there, Sir.â
âI am, just picturing you lying in bed, waiting for me to call you, not touching yourself. Being so good for me.â
Jensen moaned. Jared could feel his growing desperation through the phone.Â
âI want you to run your fingers down your neck. Start behind your ear, and keep your touches light.âÂ
âYes, Sir.âÂ
Jared could hear Jensenâs breaths pick up as he followed directions. He could see him in his mindâs eye, eyes squeezed shut, phone in one hand as his other traced a delicate line down his throat.Â
âKeep them going, down past your collarbone, down over your peck, around your sensitive nipple. You like me touching you like this?â
âYes, Sir,â Jensen breathed into the phone.Â
âYouâve been a good boy, you deserve to be touched. Pinch your nipple for me, make it hurt.âÂ
Jensen hummed and it turned into a pain-filled growl.Â
âGood boy, now do the other one.â
âYes, Sir.âÂ
Jared could hear the shift in Jensenâs voice. He sounded more like he was speaking on autopilot than he had been before. Jared loved that he could lead Jensen to that special place where only his voice and his pleasure existed.Â
When he heard Jensen moan again, he reached into his boxers and grabbed hold of his aching cock, giving it a gentle squeeze. âGood boy,â Jared groaned into his phone.Â
âThank you, Sir. Where do you want to touch next?â he asked, breathy and clearly turned on.Â
âAre you hard now?â Jared asked.
âYes, Sir.â
âMmm,â Jared hummed again, slowly stroking himself. âI want you to trail your fingers down to your hips. Stay over the top of your boxer briefs. And donât touch your cock. You can touch anywhere you want to on your torso.âÂ
âYes, Sir.â
âTell me what youâre doing.â
âIâm running my fingers down my stomach. My muscles are so tight I can feel the bumps of my abs. Oh!â Jensen stopped for a moment, breathing heavily into the phone. âI hit that spot just beside my belly button that makes my dick jerk.âÂ
Jared knew that spot well, he liked to suck on it and make Jensen squirm and moan beneath him. âDo it again, rub circles around it,â Jared commanded.Â
âUng,â Jensen made a strangled noise, âY- yes, Sir.â
âYouâre being so good for me,â Jared praised. Being on the phone meant that he had to be more vocal for Jensen to know how much his obedience was appreciated.Â
Jensen moaned, his voice cutting off partway through.
âDoes it feel good?â Jared asked, picking up the pace of his strokes.
âFeels so good, Sir. Thank you.â
Jared smiled, so pleased with his good boy. âYouâre very welcome. Ready to move on, now?â
âYes, Sir.â
âOkay, put your phone on speaker and turn the volume down, then use both hands and I want you to run your fingers along your hips and go down to your thighs. Tease under the hem of your briefs; let yourself feel my fingers digging into your inner thighs. Tell me how it feels.â
âIt tickles a little bit, but it feels so good,â Jensen whispered, the phone must have been on his chest because his voice was coming from further away. Jared could still hear his breathing, though, and the sound was equally comforting and stimulating.Â
âIf I was there, Iâd nibble on your inner thighs. Pinch them for me, big pinches, make âem hurt.â
Jensen moaned, almost too loud for his current situation, but the sound was enough to draw out some precum from Jaredâs dick. Jared spread it around his head with his thumb and kept stroking, imagining that he was there with Jensen and eating him alive.Â
âPlease,â Jensen begged.Â
âPlease, what, sweet boy?â Jared purred.
âPlease, can I touch myself?â
Jared chuckled. âYou are touching yourself.âÂ
âPlease, Sir. Can I touch my dick?â Jensen begged.Â
Jared could hear the desperation in his voice and it made his cock throb. This strong, confident man was asking for permission from Jared to touch his own cock. The power flowed through his body and made him quiver with it.
Still, he couldnât let certain things slide. âI donât know, can you?â
Jensen groaned, not in a sexy way. âMay I touch my dick, Sir?âÂ
âOkay, I want you to run your fingers over your shaft, but keep the touches light and only use one hand. On the outside of your briefs,â Jared added as an afterthought.Â
Jensen groaned in displeasure, but added, âYes, Sir,â before Jared could reprimand him.Â
âTell me how good it feels,â Jared instructed.Â
âFeels so good. I want more. Please, Sir.â Jensenâs voice was strained.Â
âNot just yet. Run your finger over your head. Are you wet for me?â
âNngh,â Jensen slurred. âYes, Sir.â
âYouâre such a good boy, nice and hard and wet for me.â Jared held the base of his cock to keep from shooting his load too soon with the thought of Jensen wrung out, and sticky with precum soaking his briefs all for him.Â
âYes, Sir.â
âAre you still rubbing your head? Getting all that cum stuck to your briefs, feeling how wet you are.â
âYes, Sir.â
âMmm, I want you to bring your fingers to your mouth and clean them off for me. Let me know when youâve finished.â
Jared listened as Jensen openly slurped on his fingers. He could almost see Jensenâs plush lips wrapping around his fingers and sucking his own cum off the tips. That lewd image had Jared almost coming in the tight fist of his hand all over again.Â
ââM finished, Sir.â
âAnd what do we say?â
âThank you, Sir.â
âMmm. Youâre very welcome. How do you taste?â Jared wished he was there to be able to answer the question for himself. Heâd have had Jensenâs briefs wet with his spit by this point.
âGood, Sir.â
âI bet. Alright, I think youâve earned your reward. I want you to leave your briefs on, but you can reach in and grab yourself. I want you to start slow. Long strokes, all the way up your cock.âÂ
Jensen moaned.Â
âThatâs it, let me hear how much you like it. Tell me how good it feels.â
âF- feels sooo good.â Jensenâs breaths were getting heavier and he could barely answer.Â
âRun your thumb across your head. Smear all that precum around and get yourself nice and wet for me.â
Jensen made an unintelligible noise of pleasure. Jaredâs balls were getting heavy and he could feel the knot in his stomach pulling tighter. He wasnât going to last much longer, but he wanted to hold out for Jensen. He loved timing their orgasms to coincide. It didnât always happen; most of the time he enjoyed wringing several orgasms out of Jensen before he would allow himself to come. But Jensen seemed to like knowing that heâd made Jared come, so he always wanted to give him that satisfaction. This was a give-and-take relationship, after all.
âAre you ready to come?â Jared asked. He sure as hell was.
âYes,â Jensen breathed. âPlease, may I come, Sir?â
âYes, stroke yourself hard and fast, I want it to hurt, come whenever you're ready. I wanna hear it,â Jared answered.Â
Jared could hear the slapping of skin over the line, mixed deliciously with Jensenâs whinny breaths heaving into the receiver.Â
âUh, ung, uh!!â Jensen grunted as he came.
Jared responded with grunts of his own, his release spilling out over his fingers onto his stomach and all the way up to his chest. His cock pulsed in his hand.Â
âWring yourself out for me, keep pumping that cock until every last drop comes out,â Jared commanded between breaths.Â
âAh! Yes, Sir,â Jensen gritted out, clearly uncomfortable, but still pleasuring himself.Â
âGood boy,â Jared said, pulling his hand off his cock, watching as his cum stretched out between his fingers; wishing he had Jensenâs mouth to clean him up.Â
âUng. Thank you, Sir.â
âAre you finished?â Jared asked, genuinely curious if he was still coming.Â
âYes, now I am, Sir.â Jensenâs breaths were deep and even pants.Â
âGood boy. Now, clean yourself up. Lick up every last drop.âÂ
In Jaredâs mind, he watched as Jensen used his fingers to scoop up his creamy mess and brought it to his lips to lick them clean. He could hear the wet sucking of Jensenâs lips. He could feel the ghost of Jensenâs tongue swirling and cleaning each digit.Â
âSuch a good boy,â Jared purred into his phone.Â
âThank you, Sir,â Jensen slurred.
âHow are you feeling?â
âFloaty; really, really good.â
âThatâs good. You were so good for me.âÂ
Jensen mumbled something, but they werenât full words.Â
âJensen,â Jared said softly.
âMm?â
âDo you have some water?â Jared asked as he got up to clean himself up.
âYessir,â he answered.
âI need you to drink some water for me. Then tuck yourself into bed and get some sleep.â
âYessir,â Jensen said again, words all garbled together.Â
Jared waited as he heard the cap of a bottle being opened. He wiped himself off, then got back into bed himself. âDonât drink too much too fast,â he warned.Â
âYes, Sir,â Jensen said a little more clearly than before. âThank you.â
âYouâre welcome, Jensen.âÂ
It was quiet for a little while, then Jared heard the rustling of blankets. âJared?â Jensen asked.
âYes?â
âIâll talk to you tomorrow?â
âOf course, good night.â
âNight,â Jensen said, and then the line went dead.Â
Jared lay awake for a little while longer, thinking of how much things had progressed between them, and making hopeful plans for their future.Â
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