Jared’s semester continued on in the same fashion as it had started. Every weekday morning, Jensen pulled him out of bed for a 3 mile run. Sometimes it was followed by coffee. Sometimes it was followed up with a gym workout. Jared had felt a little intimidated in the gym at first, but he was beginning to love the burn of a good weights workout. Then it was classes. Monday to Thursday. Jared had lucked out and managed to get a class free day on Fridays, and he took advantage of that. He spent Fridays making sure he was up to date on his homework, and starting any assignments he had. He also used it to work on his final performance for Jeff’s dance class.
He took 2 of Sam’s dance classes a week. He finally settled on jazz and hip hop classes and was really enjoying them. Dance was fun without the pressure of having to be perfect. There was no pressure to make sure you knew every step perfectly before moving onto the next one. It was just fun.
His weekends usually involved some sort of get together. Usually it was with Jensen, Chris, Steve, Tom, Mike and Chad. Sometimes it included the girls. Sometimes it was just Danneel, Sandy and Sophia. Whichever the mix of people, it was always a good time.
There were usually friendly games of basketball, or football, or baseball once a week. Lots of movie nights with too much junk food, and too much booze.
At first Jared had been hesitant to indulge in the food. As a ballet dancer there was so much pressure to look a certain way. The men just as much as the women. Because of that, Jared never really ate too much, and he made sure it was all healthy. He wasn’t anorexic, or bulimic, but he definitely had an unhealthy relationship with food.
Jensen noticed it after a week with Jared. The way Jared only took a single slice of pizza, or only drank one can of soft drink. He pretty much never touched the beer, or the crisps, or chocolate, or candy. After all the study Jensen had done on the human body, he knew Jared wasn’t eating enough. He called him on it one morning at the coffee shop after a run.
“What do you mean?” Jared asked, nursing his black coffee, when Jensen asked why he didn’t eat.
Jensen sighed, and put his coffee on the table, leaning closer to Jared so no-one could overhear them. “Jared, you barely eat. At least when I’ve been with you. It’s not healthy. You have to be starving, especially with all the working out we’ve been doing. And your dancing.” Jensen took a sip of his coffee. “Plus I’ve seen you. You stand up and you wobble, like you’re dizzy. It’s the first sign on low blood sugar.”
Jensen stopped as the cafe’s waitress put 2 plates of food on the table in front of them. Jensen smiled his thanks. “I just want to know if there’s a reason you think you shouldn’t be able to eat.”
Jared ducked his head, and looked up at Jensen through his bangs. “There’s so much pressure to look a certain way in ballet. It’s just easier to not eat too much. And you learn to deal with the headaches, and the dizziness. It’s better than the ridicule over how you look.” Jared took another sip of his coffee and looked at his fruit salad with disdain. He was tired of eating like a bird. He never allowed himself to eat anything ‘fun’ and it was exhausting. He was always tired. And he was ready for it to be over.
It must have shown on his face because Jensen pushed over his plate of bacon and scrambled eggs. “Here, have something decent to eat.” Jensen didn’t give him a chance to object before he took Jared’s plate of fruit salad and dug in.
Jared eyed the bacon and scrambled eggs in front of him. It looked and smelled delicious. With a sigh, Jared picked up his fork and slowly started to eat. It was only after he’d finished that he realised how hungry he’d actually been. He finally, after what felt like forever, felt full. It was a good feeling. He grinned at Jensen and the older guy smiled back before getting up to pay the bill and get another coffee for each of them for the walk back to Jared’s dorm.
Jared spent a lot of time at Jensen, Chris and Steve’s place after that. Just hanging around, doing not much. And he loved it. He finally felt like he had found a place in the world. No-one expected him to be perfect, or cared about how he looked or what he ate. He loved being able to hang around Jensen’s place in old sweats and a wife-beater. He finally felt comfortable. Even around the girls, who he’d always been awkward around, he felt like he’d found the close group of friends he’d always wanted.
Jared wasn’t sure how it happened. One moment Jensen was leaning over his shoulder, laughing at something, the next Jared was kissing him. When Jensen didn’t reciprocate, Jared pulled away, feeling ashamed. But he didn’t feel that way for long. Jensen hauled him up out of the chair and pushed him into the wall, kissing Jared hungrily. Jared let out a gasp, and Jensen took that as an invitation to thrust his tongue into Jared’s mouth, trying to taste every part of him. Jared got with the program, curling his, now muscled, arms around Jensen’s waist, pulling him in closer. He could feel the hot, hard line of Jensen’s erection pushing against his.
Jensen pulled away from Jared, panting; his hands still curled tightly in Jared’s hair. “Are you sure you want this?” He asked, but he couldn’t stop his hips from rolling against Jared’s.
“Ah ha,” Jared said before claiming Jensen’s lips again.
With some difficulty, because Jensen could lick the taste of Jared; candy and sunshine; from his mouth all day, Jensen pulled himself away, ignoring the whine Jared let out. “Bedroom,” Jensen said as he grabbed Jared’s hand and pulled him into his room. Almost before the door was shut, Jared had Jensen pinned against it. He grabbed Jensen’s ass and lifted him up. Jensen wrapped his legs around Jared’s waist and let out a moan. He liked to be manhandled.
He pulled Jared’s hair, pulling his head back so Jensen could bite and lick along his neck and collar bone and Jared let out a moan to show his appreciation. “Bed,” Jensen bit out between sucking bruises on Jared’s next.
Jared agreed and practically dropped Jensen to the bed before covering him with his body. Jensen reached for the hem of Jared’s shirt and Jared raised his arms allowing Jensen to take it off. Jared then reciprocated in kind. As Jensen’s lightly muscled torso was revealed, Jared couldn’t help but run his tongue around Jensen’s nipples. Jensen arched into the sensation, his hand once again curling into Jared’s hair.
Jensen could feel Jared shaking against him, just tiny tremors that vibrated through his whole body. Jared let out a soft whimper, and it made Jensen’s head spin. Carefully, he flipped them over so he was straddling Jared their erections sliding together through the denim of their jeans. Jared looked a little dazed so Jensen kissed him softly.
They pulled back, panting a little and Jared rolled his hips against Jensen, making the older man moan. “Are you sure you want this? We can stop if you want to.” Jensen said breathlessly.
Jared shook his head. “Don’t you dare stop.” He growled before he pulled Jensen back in for a kiss. Jensen grinned into the kiss and let his hand wander down to the fly of Jared’s jeans, flicking open the button and unzipping the fly. Jared moaned into Jensen’s mouth as he felt Jensen take his erection into his hand. He couldn’t stop his hips from bucking up, making Jensen smile again.
Jared pushed Jensen off him, shucking his jeans and boxers, watching as the other man did the same. Jared felt his mouth water as Jensen’s erection was revealed. His dick was long and thick, curving up to his stomach, the head an angry red. Jared pulled him back down on top of him, both letting out loud moans as their erections finally rubbed together without clothing in the way.
Jensen lowered himself to his elbows so his entire body was flush with Jared’s as he licked and bit his way up Jared’s neck before kissing him hard and deep. He reached over to his bedside table, fumbling until he found the lube and condoms. Jared parted his legs, making Jensen chuckle. “Eager much?”
“Just fuck me.” Jared panted against Jensen’s lips. He couldn’t get enough.
Jensen ran his fingers through the pre come pooling on Jared’s stomach before moving his fingers to Jared’s opening. He could feel Jared pushing back against him, trying to force Jensen’s fingers inside him. Jared whined as Jensen teased him, rubbing his fingers around the hole. He slicked his fingers with lube before pressing one finger, than 2 into Jared’s waiting hole. Jared hissed at the slight intrusion before moaning when Jensen found his sweet spot. Jared spread his legs wider in blatant invitation and Jensen scissored his fingers before a third joined the other 2 inside Jared.
Impatient, Jared hauled Jensen up to him, kissing him dirtily. “I’m ready Jensen, for Christ’s sake, just fuck me already.”
Jensen pulled back, grabbing a condom and ripping it open with his teeth. He hissed as he rolled it on, and slicked himself up. “Your wish is my command.” He said as he slowly pushed the head past the first ring of muscle.
Jared’s eyes slammed shut as he forced himself to breathe through the initial discomfort. After a few seconds, Jared nodded and Jensen started to thrust shallowly, sheathing himself further into Jared’s heat each time. Both Jensen and Jared let out a moan as Jensen moved that final inch, sheathing himself fully into Jared, his hips snug against Jared’s ass. Finally, Jared nodded and Jensen began to thrust, slowly at first but picking up speed.
Jared threw back his head and howled as Jensen hit his prostate and Jared saw stars. Jensen changed his position, making sure to hit Jared’s prostate on every thrust. Jared arched up against him, fucking his hips back, meeting every one of Jensen’s thrusts.
Jensen kissed Jared as he felt his orgasm start to build low in his belly. He wrapped one hand around Jared’s erection, feeling his walls flutter around him, and started stroking him in time to his thrusts. As his orgasm rolled closer, Jensen picked up the speed of his strokes, wanting to watch Jared fall apart beneath him.
Jared’s orgasm hit him out of nowhere, like a freight train. He slammed his eyes shut, throwing his head back, and yelling Jensen’s name as his world whited out around him. As Jared clamped down on his dick, Jensen felt his orgasm hit him, and he keened Jared’s name as his body tensed, heat and electricity exploding through him as he came.
Jensen opened his eyes to find Jared looking at him with a blessed out look on his face. Jensen panted, letting his heart rate come down before grabbing the end of the condom and pulling out. Jared hissed as he did so and Jensen shot him a sympathetic look. He took of the condom before tying it off throwing it in the trash. He picked up his discarded t-shirt, using it to wipe Jared’s belly down. He wanted to lick it off, taste Jared, but there would be time for that later.
Finally clean, Jensen threw the shirt towards the hamper of dirty laundry before climbing back into bed. He wrapped himself around Jared, laying his head on Jared’s chest, pulling the comforter up around them. Jared wrapped his arm around Jensen, content to snuggle for a while.
Jensen kissed Jared’s chest lazily, before looking up at him. “Good?”
“Amazing.” Jared lifted Jensen’s chin, kissing him sweetly. He can see Jensen’s eyelids droop, and he feels lazy and sated himself. As they drifted off, his mind wandered.
“I think I’m going to change my major.” Jared said thoughtfully, breaking the silence.
Jensen snorted indelicately. “This is your idea of pillow talk?” He asked as he snuggled into Jared’s hold, using his chest as a pillow.
“Well, no, but I want to. Dance is what I got into UCLA to study, but I think I want to do engineering. It’s always interested me, but dance was always what I did. Now, I think I’ll just keep taking Sam’s classes, and maybe one of Jeff’s a semester, on the proviso that I can, and switch my major to engineering.”
“Mhm,” Jensen said sleepily. “Shh! Sleep time now. We’ll talk later.” He kissed Jared’s chest before rolling over. Jared followed him, spooning up behind Jensen, his arm wrapped around his waist.
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