Previous chapter Jared's fiddling with his graduation robes, looking in the mirror and trying to choose a tie when his dad comes in. "Hey, Dad," Jared says distractedly, yanking his tie off and reaching for another one. "Which tie do you think goes best?" He's kinda wishing that his school colors weren't bright red and blue; it's hard to find a nice tie that matches. His dad comes up behind him, a tie in each hand, and holds them both up to Jared's neck. "This one," he says quietly, tossing the others on the bed and passing the one he's chosen to Jared. "Thanks," Jared says. He knots it expertly around his neck and tucks it under his robes so just the top is showing. "How do I look?" His dad chuckles. "You look good, son," he says. "Your mom and I... we're proud of you." "I know, dad," Jared says, his cheeks reddening. "You tell me that all the damned time." "Can't say it enough, I don't think." "Yeah, well. It's been an interesting year." Jared sits on the bed, taking his cap off and passing it between his hands. There's only a few hours before he has to be at school, a few hours before he has to make his valedictorian speech, and he can't help but feel nervous. "Jared..." his dad sits down next to him, a nervous look on his face. "Yeah?" "You know you can tell me anything..." "I know. Is... is there something I haven't told you?" "Your mother and I... you know we never pry. Never ask you any questions you're not ready to answer." "Yeah, dad..." "And we've never condemned you or made you feel like it's wrong to be gay?" "No..." Jared says, starting to feel a bit worried. "Dad, just ask the question already. I'm not gonna freak out." "Fine," his dad says defensively, raising his hands in surrender. "It's just... you've had a boyfriend for a while now - we're not stupid, we know the signs - and you've never told us about him or anything. Why's that?" Jared just sits in silence for a while. "I... I was scared to, I guess." "Have we ever given you any reason to be scared?" "No, dad!" Jared says sharply. "It's just... I'll introduce you to him when I'm ready, okay?" His dad sighs and puts a hand on Jared's leg, patting comfortably. "Does he make you happy?" Jared smiles widely. "Yeah. He does." "Then I guess we can't complain," Jared's dad replies, and grins at Jared before standing up and straightening his suit. "Now come on, we're taking you out for breakfast. And you're not to spill anything on your robes, y'hear?" "Be down in a minute," Jared replies, heading back to the mirror to fiddle with his tie for a few moments more. He tries not to heave a sigh of relief when the door to his room closes and he's alone again. "Not long now," he murmurs softly. "Not long..." *** The ceremony's long and interminable. By the time it's Jared's turn to speak, half the audience seems to be dozing off. He's half-tempted to moon them or something; give them something to remember about the ceremony, but a glance in Principal Kane's direction tells him that disrupting the ceremony that way would have significant repercussions, and he decides to stick to the speech. He looks down the row at Sandy and Chad sitting together, and grins when they send rude gestures in his direction before he stands up and heads to the stage. He can't help it; he's sweating nervously, never one for speaking in front of large groups, and he glances around for some reassurance from someone - anyone! - when he sees Jensen sitting with the rest of the staff. Jensen grins widely at him, winks, and gives him a surreptitious it's okay signal, and Jared feels the tension start to flow out of him. It's a good speech, Jared thinks, and the cheer he gets from the students at the end is encouraging. He's just relieved he managed to get through the entire thing without springing a boner at some inappropriate moment. It's been a while since he had to deal with that sort of problem, but with Jensen staring at him the entire time, he'd been a little worried. Now he has some idea of how Jensen felt during class. "Nice speech, Mr Padalecki," someone says after the ceremony when everyone's mingling. Jared turns to see Coach Welling, a wide smile on his face and his hand outstretched. "Congratulations." "Thank you, sir," Jared says, fumbling with his cap and his certificate to shake Welling's hand. "I hear you're thinking about being a teacher," Welling says, sounding quite interested. "I am," Jared replies with a grin. "I guess you can say I was inspired by some of the teachers here in that respect." "I bet you were," Welling says in a low voice, and Jared blushes. "Sorry, sir?" "Nothing," Welling says quickly. "Well, good luck with everything." He winks at Jared, then wanders away to speak to someone else. "What did he want?" a voice says right in Jared's ear, and he grins when he recognises Jensen's voice. "To congratulate me, naturally," Jared says cheekily. "You gonna do the same, sir?" Jensen comes around in front of Jared, a huge grin plastered across his face. "You have no idea how badly I want to kiss you right now," he says in a low voice, and Jared blushes. "You could, couldn't you?" he says softly, glancing around to check no one's listening. "I'm no longer a student; you could do whatever you wanted to me..." Jensen bites his lip and looks up at Jared, uncertainty in his gaze. "Yeah. I could. But I'm not gonna, cause that would be practically yelling out that we're way more familiar with each other than we should be." "I know," Jared sighs. "Come see me later, okay?" Jensen nods and disappears into the crowd. "So," Sandy says, surprising him as she steps in front of him, Chad in tow. "Are we gonna see some snogging from you guys now?" "I think someone's a little too keen on that," Chad scoffs, rolling his eyes at Sandy. "Am not!" Sandy snaps, whacking Chad on the arm with her cap. "I just wondered... you know... Jared's not a schoolkid anymore, so technically, he and Jensen should be allowed to... you know." "I'm not about to 'you know' in front of the entire damned school, Sandy," Jared says wearily. "Besides... don't you think everyone would be a bit suspicious if we suddenly started making out without any warning?" "I guess," Sandy pouts. "How long you gonna wait?" "Dunno," Jared says. "We haven't really talked about it. 'Get to graduation without being discovered' was kinda the first hurdle." "You coming to the party?" Chad asks. "It's at Joanna's parents' place." "Yeah, I guess," Jared says. "I'm thinking that there won't be any teachers there, though?" Chad rolls his eyes and slaps Jared across the back of the head good-naturedly. "Dumbass. 'Course not. So get your fucking out the way beforehand, like a good little boy. We wouldn't want you wandering around with a boner for the entire evening." Chad looks at Jared's crotch significantly, and Jared cusses at him until, laughing, he goes away. *** It's a good long while before Jared can sneak away from the festivities. Every teacher at school wants to congratulate him, up to and including Jeffrey, the Psycho Librarian. His gaze has softened a little from what Jared remembers, and he's guessing that the man's just pleased to see him go, relieved that he's not going to have to worry about finding Jared jerking off in the back of the stacks anymore. Even Eric the Janitor stops by for a handshake and a knowing wink, and Jared still finds himself blushing at the memory of the guy walking in on him and Jensen fucking against the whiteboard. Dr Rosenbaum tries to impart some sage wisdom, but it's clear that he's already had more than his fair share of the sparkling wine being handed around, and Jared ends up clapping the man on the back and promising not to get into trouble at college. Finally, Jared ends up talking to Principal Kane about his plans for the future. He tries not to feel guilty about being lauded as a fine example, tries not to think about how much he's bent and broken the rules right under Kane's nose. He fixes a smile in place and nods and thanks the man, mouthing a few platitudes about how inspirational the school had been, and tries not to imagine a knowing glint in Kane's eye when Jared mentions how important teacher influence had been to him. Eventually he's able to slip away from the hall, and finds himself wandering the deserted hallways of his school. He winds up at the computer lab, and when he tries the door and finds it unlocked, he slips inside and sits at Jensen's desk, thinking back on that day Jensen walked into the classroom and changed Jared's life irrevocably. Jared stays behind after class; he's not sure what he's going to do or say, but it's been a week since Mr Ackles became his teacher, and he can't think, can't function, and he's going to go mad if he doesn't do something about it. Chad and Sandy have been egging him on mercilessly all week, and it's finally gotten to the stage when even just thinking about Mr Ackles has him hard and aching. "Was there something you needed help with, Mr Padalecki?" Mr Ackles asks, and Jared grins nervously. "Um. I've been having a bit of trouble with the latest chapter in the textbook, sir. I was wondering if you had a few minutes go to over it with me?" Mr Ackles smiles and nods. "Sure. Uh, bring your stuff up to the front, and we'll take a look." Jared grins unabashedly when he sees the flush in Mr Ackles' face. He grabs his bag and books and brings them up to the front, flopping down in one of the front desks, blatantly adjusting his cock in his pants. Mr Ackles blushes even more, glancing down at Jared's crotch, and Jared bites his lip nearly clean through when he notices the distortion in the front of Mr Ackles' suit pants. "Are you okay, sir?" Jared asks, grinning cheekily at his teacher as he skirts the heel of his palm lightly over his erection. "Is it too hot in here or something?" "Mr Padalecki..." "It's Jared. Mr Padalecki is my father, okay?" "Fine. Jared. What did you need help with?" Jared can see Mr Ackles' composure starting to slip; he licks his lips and fixes his teacher with a smoky look, spreading his legs wide and leaning back in his chair. "Well..." Jared looks down at his crotch and then back at Mr Ackles. He can see his teacher's glasses fogging up slightly and his chest working as he breathes heavily, staring at Jared like he's about to attack. "Jared. Can't do that," Mr Ackles says, his voice wavering slightly in the face of Jared's attempted seduction. "Don't care," Jared whispers. "Been wanting you all damned week. Why not? Don't you want me?" "Christ," Mr Ackles breathes. "Get up on the desk." Jared inhales sharply, pulling himself out of his chair and up onto the desk between two computer monitors. He spreads his legs wide, invitingly, and quirks an eyebrow at Mr Ackles. "Like this, sir?" Mr Ackles nods, and crosses the short distance between them in two long strides. He's in Jared's face before he knows it, leaning in to kiss him, and with the first touch of his lips, Jared's done for. "Thinking about the past?" A familiar voice interrupts Jared's musings, and he grins when Jensen comes into the room. "You could say that," Jared says, looking down at his crotch. No surprise that he's hard; his thoughts had taken a decidedly interesting path while he was reminiscing. Jensen comes over from the doorway and fits himself between Jared's spread legs like he was always meant to be there. Jared reaches up and tugs gently on Jensen's tie, urging him down so he's sitting in Jared's lap, straddling him. "Are we gonna get caught?" Jared murmurs, pulling Jensen close to him, his lips brushing across Jensen's in a light kiss of air. "Nah... everyone's taking advantage of the free champagne," Jensen whispers, closing the tiny gap and catching Jared's mouth with his own. "Even Eric and Jeffrey?" Jared whimpers against Jensen's mouth, undoing his tie and shirt with swift, knowledgeable fingers and stroking smooth, hot skin. "Especially Eric and Jeffrey," Jensen replies, grinding himself against Jared's cock through his robes as he fumbles with the buttons down the front of it. "Good," Jared says, as Jensen gets his robe unbuttoned and starts working on his pants. He grins at Jensen's gasp when he gets the belt and zipper undone to find that Jared's not wearing any underwear. "Dirty," Jensen admonishes him, licking desperately at Jared's mouth as he tugs his naked cock out from inside his pants. Jared moans softly, bucking up into Jensen's firm grip. "Didn't want anything to get in the way," he says, trying desperately to get at Jensen's cock. It's not long before they're moaning into each other's mouths, hot flesh sliding and pressing, sweating and thrusting as they stroke each other's dicks and kiss sloppily. "Wanna... wanna fuck you, Jay," Jensen groans, the words tearing out of his chest as he fucks Jared's hand, sweat rolling down his face and teeth clenched. "God, me too," Jared replies on a gasp, but it's too late; Jensen's thumb catches the head of his cock just so, tugs him just right, and it's all over. He's coming in long spurts over Jensen's hand and the front of his pants, and Jensen looks down to watch, a moan thrumming through his body as he joins Jared in orgasm, his come mingling with Jared's over their joined hands. "Good memories," Jensen says softly, his words muffled against Jared's mouth as they kiss slowly, languidly, all the time in the world to share breath and warmth. "The best," Jared replies, wrapping his arms around Jensen and pulling him close against his chest. *** "You gonna miss this place?" Jensen asks Jared later. Jared's about to head off to the party; he figures it's fine to be seen talking to his former teacher as long as they don't start making out in front of everyone. Despite what Sandy thinks, Jared's pretty sure a majority of those present would not appreciate the show. "A little," Jared says, looking around the entrance hall. "Mostly, I'm gonna miss sneaking around with you, looking for a good place to fuck." "Shh," Jensen admonishes, looking around quickly to check no one heard. Jared laughs. "Relax. I'd better go; I'll see you tomorrow?" "Yeah," Jensen says, a grin on his face. "Maybe we can start going out in public one of these days..." "I'd like that," Jared replies. "Maybe, y'know, even hold hands or some shit." Jensen laughs softly, and Jared blushes as he turns to join Chad and Sandy on the way to the party. Just before he leaves, he looks back, and the last image he has of the school is Jensen standing in the doorway, grinning openly at him as he walks away. Next chapter Back to High School AU page |
