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"Where are we going, sir?"

Jensen looked at Jared briefly, and raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry. Jensen." Jared squirmed in his seat; over a week since Jensen first sucked his dick, and he still felt weird calling his teacher by his name. He wondered if he'd ever get used to it.

"This place I found. Kinda out of the way. I'm sick of sneaking around the school, y'know." Jensen tapped out the beat of the music on the steering wheel, and Jared hid a smile. He hadn't been expecting his teacher to pull over in front of Jared and offer him a lift home from the movie theatre. He'd been a little surprised to find Jensen wearing a tight tshirt and faded jeans, along with a baseball cap and a pair of dark glasses. He looked almost completely different from the Mr Ackles Jared saw at school... which he supposed was the point.

The 'out of the way' place Jensen had found turned out to be a riverbank, a fifteen minute hike through thick undergrowth. By the time they fought their way to the small clearing, Jared was sweaty, dirty, and had sticks all through his hair. He took his sweater off and flopped down on the grass, covering his eyes with his hand to shield them from the bright sun. He felt more than heard Jensen lower himself down next to him, and took comfort in the other man's presence.

Truth was, Jared had no idea what he was doing. It had all been a bit of fun to start with; but now he couldn't think of anything except Jensen - Jensen's hands, his eyes, his mouth, the way he grunted quietly just before coming, the way he licked and stroked Jared's cock with his tongue. Jared couldn't help but feel like some inexperienced schoolboy in comparison. Which, unfortunately, was the plain truth.

Without saying a word, Jared pushed himself up on one elbow and looked down at Jensen. God, he was fucking incredible. Jared could see the muscles in his chest and arms clearly outlined underneath the tight shirt, and he leaned down and tugged the baseball cap off Jensen's head, running his fingers through the short, choppy strands of dark blond hair. Jensen reached up to tug his sunglasses off, tossing them carelessly aside, and stared at Jared.

"I wanna suck you," Jared blurted suddenly, then blushed bright red. Jensen inhaled sharply and blinked a few times as a look of lust and desire took over his face.

"You... are you sure?" he croaked.

"Yeah," Jared breathed. He shuffled down until he was lying along Jensen's side, and nuzzled his neck as he reached down and palmed Jensen's dick through his jeans. Jensen bit his lip and groaned softly, and Jared smiled as he licked a smooth line up Jensen's jaw towards his ear. Jensen's hands were on his head, combing through the mess of dark hair, tugging softly and pressing gently as Jared slowly eased his way down Jensen's chest. He pulled at Jensen's shirt, wanting to see his skin, and Jensen sat up suddenly to yank the shirt over his head and off. Jared breathed out slowly, feeling his dick harden in his pants, feeling it start to leak a little. Jensen was ... God, just looking at the hard planes of his chest made Jared want to pant and moan.

"I ... I don't know what to do," Jared admitted quietly, bending his head and kissing Jensen's chest. He mouthed a nipple softly, tonguing it and enjoying the way it sprang up and tightened in his mouth.

"Trust me," Jensen said, his voice echoing with desire, "whatever you do will be fine. Feel free to ... experiment."

Jared grinned, smoothing his palms over Jensen's upper body, exploring every patch of warm skin, chuckling softly when a hand stroked up Jensen's side had him squirming and laughing. He kissed his way down to the trail of hair leading down from Jensen's navel, and before he could panic, he popped the button of Jensen's jeans and yanked the fabric apart with a metallic rip.

"Jesus Christ," Jensen groaned, his fingers tangled in Jared's hair. Jared grunted and opened his mouth over Jensen's erection, still trapped in his boxers. It smelled of musk and sex, and Jared somehow managed to resist the urge to shove a hand into his own pants and start jerking himself off. Jensen was making quiet noises of enjoyment, his hips bucking slightly as Jared breathed warm, damp air over his cock.

"Good?" Jared mumbled, lifting his head slightly and tugging the satiny fabric down, freeing Jensen's dick. He looked up Jensen's body, from his hard cock to his closed eyes, and took a deep breath. Jensen's cock was just like the rest of him - lean, hard and gorgeous. Jared couldn't resist sliding just the tip of his tongue over the slit, and Jensen's hips jerked convulsively.

"Fuck," Jensen cursed, as Jared pulled back and placed both hands on Jensen's hips to keep him still, before leaning in again and taking the head in his mouth. It tasted a lot like it smelled - salty, bitter, musky. Jared wrapped a hand around the base and started fisting smoothly as he suckled the head, enjoying the droplets of precome which were leaking out steadily. Jensen's moans were a constant accompaniment to the arousal pounding through Jared's body, strong and fervent.

Jensen slid his hands down Jared's cheeks, gently cradling his face, caressing his jawline with strong fingers. "Just... just a little more..." Jensen grunted, pressing softly and forcing Jared's mouth open a little further. He felt the smooth thickness of Jensen's cock sliding deeper into his mouth until he almost gagged, and as he wriggled his tongue underneath and sucked harder, Jensen cried out.

It was starting to get uncomfortable, but Jared didn't care; he couldn't get enough of the sounds Jensen was making, couldn't get over the fact that he had his teacher's cock in his mouth, that he was sucking him off just like Jensen had done to him. He pulled off briefly to catch his breath, his hands taking the place of his mouth and jerking Jensen's dick forcefully. "You like that, sir?" he panted, sweat starting to drip down his face as he watched Jensen's expression change.

"Fuck... yes!" Jensen forced out, his hips bucking up as he fucked himself into Jared's hand. "C'mon... suck it..."

Jared grinned and lowered his head again, licking and sucking hard as Jensen fell apart beneath him. Sensing that Jensen was close, Jared jerked his fist harder and faster, smoothing his tongue over the slit and lapping at the sensitive nerves around the head.

"Gonna..." Jensen grunted, and Jared panicked. He pulled off moments before Jensen came hard, his cock twitching and spurting come everywhere, all over Jared's face and neck. He was just glad he'd closed his eyes; some had landed in his mouth and he swallowed convulsively, feeling both guilty and relieved that he hadn't had to swallow an entire mouthful.

"Sorry sir," he muttered, taking his hand away and wiping it on the grass. He fumbled around in his pocket for a tissue, and was startled to feel Jensen sitting up and grabbing his shoulders.

"Don't apologize," Jensen said roughly. Jared inhaled sharply when he felt Jensen's tongue sliding over his face, lapping up all traces of come. "That was... that was... yeah, come on..."

Jared bucked his hips, panting and groaning as Jensen licked all over his face and down into his neck, and when he felt a hand pressing against his crotch, he thrust hard and came, filling his underwear with hot streams of come.

Heat flared in Jared's face; God, not only had he failed to swallow, but he'd come in his fucking pants like a thirteen year old. "Ugh," he groaned, pulling away from Jensen. "Dude. That's just ... ugh. Sorry, man."

Jensen laughed, and the sound made Jared's heart swell. He pulled Jared close to him, lying back on the grass with Jared sprawled across his chest.

"That was awesome," Jensen said, and the smile in his voice made everything right with the world.

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