I'm Jason
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Category:
Supernatural › Crossovers
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,018
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own the television series that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
I'm Jason
I'm Jason
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me, just the fantasy of these three being together!
Pairing: Sam/Dean, Sam/Jason, Dean/Sam/Jason, and maybe even some Jason/Dean if your nice!
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Author's Notes:
I couldn't help but write this story... I'm a fan of Smallville and Supernatural, so I must thank Miss Meehan for writing Small Town Secrets, and superboyclex for writing the challenge for Small Town Secrets... Much inspiration from them!
We probably won't see much of the Smallville characters... But you never know!
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11:00 PM
The thought of Dean with another man almost killed Sam. When he walked into the bar, he saw him flirting with someone that definitely wasn’t him. They had a fight, something so stupid, and Dean stormed out. Sam knew he would find Dean here; it was the one of the only bars close by. Smallville wasn’t exactly the largest town they’d been to.
Swallowing the nervousness he felt, Sam crossed the room and stepped in between Dean and the young guy he was flirting with. Dean looked at him in confusion.
“Can I help you?” he asked.
Sam normally would have been upset, but he knew Dean was only pretending to not know him because of his mini explosion back at the apartment. Now was not the time for Sam to defend himself, especially since he knew he was in the wrong.
“Maybe later,” Sam smiled as he pushed Dean against the wall and kissed him hard. He felt Dean trying to push him off, but soon his arms were wrapped around Sam bringing him in closer. “Or maybe right now.”
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11:07 PM
Something was wrong here, and yet it felt so right. When Sam opened the door, he barely had time to turn around as Dean threw him on the bed. Dean was never like this; never so forceful and dominating.
Sam loved it!
It was a completely different Dean, but it had to be him. Everything about him screamed Dean, even when he told Sam, “We’re gonna need to get these pants off.”
He shimmied out of them, gasping hard when Dean attacked his hardened cock. He took him down to the root and Sam cried out at the feeling. This Dean was aggressive.
Maybe they should fight more often…
Just when Sam thought he was about to release, Dean kissed his way up his stomach. Their lips crashed and Sam could taste himself on Dean’s breath.
Then Dean surprised him with a move they hadn’t done since they were younger. He fed him.
He ripped his own jeans off and climbed on top of Sam. As he straddled his chest, he stuck his cock in Sam’s mouth. This move really surprised Sam because whenever they did that when they were younger, Sam always had the habit of sticking his fingers in places they didn’t belong. That usually came from holding Dean back by his waist so he didn’t suffocate Sam.
Dean had stopped doing that when he learned Sam couldn’t keep his hands at bay. Sam didn’t mind being fed, and the years of absence certainly didn’t stop Sam from moving his fingers to Dean’s ass.
He stuck one in, testing Dean. He only moaned louder so Sam took that as maturation. He forced his finger in as far as it could go, high off the sexual energy in the room.
Sam liked this new Dean and the fact that he was open to new things.
“Another one,” Dean growled.
‘Alright,’ Sam thought to himself. ‘Dean has definitely changed.’
He added the second finger, stretching Dean. He knew something would really be wrong if Dean offered to bottom, because that never happened. His suspicions were put to rest when Dean pulled out of his mouth and turned him over.
Sam didn’t know where the lube came from exactly, but it really didn’t matter as he felt Dean’s fingers working their magic.
‘Did his fingers get longer?’
“Fuck,” Sam moaned. “Need you now.”
Sam thought it was a little weird that he heard a package tearing; even weirder when he felt Dean push inside him; a condom was around his cock. They stopped wearing condoms when they finally stopped bullshitting one another and became serious to one another.
‘What’s with the condom?’
The question was out of mind as Dean pounded furiously into Sam.
“Stop, too hard,” Sam groaned between breaths.
“Take it, you like it.”
Sam really thought Dean was crazy. He tells him to stop, and all he can say is take some more! Damn him for being right, because soon the pounding felt so great. Short and hard, Sam’s new favorite speed.
He was so far into the mattress that he couldn’t work his own hand between his legs. He didn’t mind though, as the bed was rubbing him in all the right ways.
“Gonna come,” Dean moaned.
Sam felt his orgasm hit first, crying out, which sent Dean over the edge. He fell on top of Sam, crushing him under his weight. Dean pulled out and rolled on to his back, bringing Sam with him, into his arms.
Sam slept happily that night knowing that the fight with Dean was over and that they had the best make up sex they’d ever had.
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11:10 PM
Dean was still incredibly pissed at Sam. Though the fight was only like 15 minutes ago, he was still fuming. How Sam could say those things about him, knowing full well he was wrong, just got to him. He was going to head for the bar that was near, but he knew that if Sam came looking for him, the bar would be his first choice.
He settled on getting in the Impala and taking a drive. He wasn’t going back home tonight; not until Sam and himself calmed down. He had found a vacant parking lot and parked his car. He was only a few minutes from the motel, but it was enough of a distance. He slept there for the night.
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The Next Morning
10:00 AM
“Jeez, you sleep with a guy and when you don’t think I’m the person you thought I was, who happens to be your brother, you point a gun at him? Let’s see incest, anonymous sex, and murder; that’s fucked up.”
“Just shut up!” Sam yelled as he pointed the gun. When they woke the next morning, Sam had called out Dean’s name; just a nice good morning. It didn’t really work out as the man denied being Dean.
Sam was instantly confused at this. Every time Sam tried to clue ‘Dean’ in, he wouldn’t remember. That’s when Sam realized everything from the previous night; Dean trying something new, being so aggressive.
It really wasn’t Dean!
Sam had fallen off the bed and found his gun, thinking this was some trick; another shifter or something.
“You’re not Dean, you’re not anyone,” Sam spoke. “Why’d you do it, to use this against me? Try to break me and Dean?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” the man raised his hands. “But I guess I look like your brother, but I’m not him or whatever you think I am.”
“Prove it,” Sam glared.
The guy, still naked, walked over to his jeans and pulled out his driver’s license. He cautiously walked over to Sam and handed it to him.
Sam’s eyebrows rose as he read the name.
“Jason Teague,” he read aloud.
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10:30 AM
Dean opened the door to the motel to find Sam sitting on the bed watching television. When his brother looked at him, he squinted.
“Need glasses now, Sammy?” he smirked.
His brother visibly relaxed and Dean grew worried. “Is something wrong?”
“No, I just didn’t think you’d be back so soon after what happened,” Sam spoke. “I’m sorry for what I said.”
“We both said some things we didn’t mean,” Dean shrugged as he got in the bed. “All we can do now is push forward.”
“That’s a little corny,” Sam laughed as he snuggled in Dean’s arms.
“You’re a corny person,” Dean laughed. “So what’d you do last night?”
He felt Sam stiffen in his arms. “Thought of you.”
“That’s what I like to hear.”
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As we all know, Jensen Ackles played both Jason Teague and plays Dean Winchester! Hmm.. what about a sex scene just between Jason and Dean? Ack! Sexual overload...
Be generous please!
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me, just the fantasy of these three being together!
Pairing: Sam/Dean, Sam/Jason, Dean/Sam/Jason, and maybe even some Jason/Dean if your nice!
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Author's Notes:
I couldn't help but write this story... I'm a fan of Smallville and Supernatural, so I must thank Miss Meehan for writing Small Town Secrets, and superboyclex for writing the challenge for Small Town Secrets... Much inspiration from them!
We probably won't see much of the Smallville characters... But you never know!
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11:00 PM
The thought of Dean with another man almost killed Sam. When he walked into the bar, he saw him flirting with someone that definitely wasn’t him. They had a fight, something so stupid, and Dean stormed out. Sam knew he would find Dean here; it was the one of the only bars close by. Smallville wasn’t exactly the largest town they’d been to.
Swallowing the nervousness he felt, Sam crossed the room and stepped in between Dean and the young guy he was flirting with. Dean looked at him in confusion.
“Can I help you?” he asked.
Sam normally would have been upset, but he knew Dean was only pretending to not know him because of his mini explosion back at the apartment. Now was not the time for Sam to defend himself, especially since he knew he was in the wrong.
“Maybe later,” Sam smiled as he pushed Dean against the wall and kissed him hard. He felt Dean trying to push him off, but soon his arms were wrapped around Sam bringing him in closer. “Or maybe right now.”
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11:07 PM
Something was wrong here, and yet it felt so right. When Sam opened the door, he barely had time to turn around as Dean threw him on the bed. Dean was never like this; never so forceful and dominating.
Sam loved it!
It was a completely different Dean, but it had to be him. Everything about him screamed Dean, even when he told Sam, “We’re gonna need to get these pants off.”
He shimmied out of them, gasping hard when Dean attacked his hardened cock. He took him down to the root and Sam cried out at the feeling. This Dean was aggressive.
Maybe they should fight more often…
Just when Sam thought he was about to release, Dean kissed his way up his stomach. Their lips crashed and Sam could taste himself on Dean’s breath.
Then Dean surprised him with a move they hadn’t done since they were younger. He fed him.
He ripped his own jeans off and climbed on top of Sam. As he straddled his chest, he stuck his cock in Sam’s mouth. This move really surprised Sam because whenever they did that when they were younger, Sam always had the habit of sticking his fingers in places they didn’t belong. That usually came from holding Dean back by his waist so he didn’t suffocate Sam.
Dean had stopped doing that when he learned Sam couldn’t keep his hands at bay. Sam didn’t mind being fed, and the years of absence certainly didn’t stop Sam from moving his fingers to Dean’s ass.
He stuck one in, testing Dean. He only moaned louder so Sam took that as maturation. He forced his finger in as far as it could go, high off the sexual energy in the room.
Sam liked this new Dean and the fact that he was open to new things.
“Another one,” Dean growled.
‘Alright,’ Sam thought to himself. ‘Dean has definitely changed.’
He added the second finger, stretching Dean. He knew something would really be wrong if Dean offered to bottom, because that never happened. His suspicions were put to rest when Dean pulled out of his mouth and turned him over.
Sam didn’t know where the lube came from exactly, but it really didn’t matter as he felt Dean’s fingers working their magic.
‘Did his fingers get longer?’
“Fuck,” Sam moaned. “Need you now.”
Sam thought it was a little weird that he heard a package tearing; even weirder when he felt Dean push inside him; a condom was around his cock. They stopped wearing condoms when they finally stopped bullshitting one another and became serious to one another.
‘What’s with the condom?’
The question was out of mind as Dean pounded furiously into Sam.
“Stop, too hard,” Sam groaned between breaths.
“Take it, you like it.”
Sam really thought Dean was crazy. He tells him to stop, and all he can say is take some more! Damn him for being right, because soon the pounding felt so great. Short and hard, Sam’s new favorite speed.
He was so far into the mattress that he couldn’t work his own hand between his legs. He didn’t mind though, as the bed was rubbing him in all the right ways.
“Gonna come,” Dean moaned.
Sam felt his orgasm hit first, crying out, which sent Dean over the edge. He fell on top of Sam, crushing him under his weight. Dean pulled out and rolled on to his back, bringing Sam with him, into his arms.
Sam slept happily that night knowing that the fight with Dean was over and that they had the best make up sex they’d ever had.
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11:10 PM
Dean was still incredibly pissed at Sam. Though the fight was only like 15 minutes ago, he was still fuming. How Sam could say those things about him, knowing full well he was wrong, just got to him. He was going to head for the bar that was near, but he knew that if Sam came looking for him, the bar would be his first choice.
He settled on getting in the Impala and taking a drive. He wasn’t going back home tonight; not until Sam and himself calmed down. He had found a vacant parking lot and parked his car. He was only a few minutes from the motel, but it was enough of a distance. He slept there for the night.
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The Next Morning
10:00 AM
“Jeez, you sleep with a guy and when you don’t think I’m the person you thought I was, who happens to be your brother, you point a gun at him? Let’s see incest, anonymous sex, and murder; that’s fucked up.”
“Just shut up!” Sam yelled as he pointed the gun. When they woke the next morning, Sam had called out Dean’s name; just a nice good morning. It didn’t really work out as the man denied being Dean.
Sam was instantly confused at this. Every time Sam tried to clue ‘Dean’ in, he wouldn’t remember. That’s when Sam realized everything from the previous night; Dean trying something new, being so aggressive.
It really wasn’t Dean!
Sam had fallen off the bed and found his gun, thinking this was some trick; another shifter or something.
“You’re not Dean, you’re not anyone,” Sam spoke. “Why’d you do it, to use this against me? Try to break me and Dean?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” the man raised his hands. “But I guess I look like your brother, but I’m not him or whatever you think I am.”
“Prove it,” Sam glared.
The guy, still naked, walked over to his jeans and pulled out his driver’s license. He cautiously walked over to Sam and handed it to him.
Sam’s eyebrows rose as he read the name.
“Jason Teague,” he read aloud.
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10:30 AM
Dean opened the door to the motel to find Sam sitting on the bed watching television. When his brother looked at him, he squinted.
“Need glasses now, Sammy?” he smirked.
His brother visibly relaxed and Dean grew worried. “Is something wrong?”
“No, I just didn’t think you’d be back so soon after what happened,” Sam spoke. “I’m sorry for what I said.”
“We both said some things we didn’t mean,” Dean shrugged as he got in the bed. “All we can do now is push forward.”
“That’s a little corny,” Sam laughed as he snuggled in Dean’s arms.
“You’re a corny person,” Dean laughed. “So what’d you do last night?”
He felt Sam stiffen in his arms. “Thought of you.”
“That’s what I like to hear.”
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As we all know, Jensen Ackles played both Jason Teague and plays Dean Winchester! Hmm.. what about a sex scene just between Jason and Dean? Ack! Sexual overload...
Be generous please!