dephigravity | Perks of the Gym

Title: Perks of the Gym
Pairing: Jensen/ Jared AU
Characters: Jared, Jensen, Danneel
Rating: NC-17
~~Warnings~~ Enticements: public place sexing, sex with a stranger, dirty talk
Word Count: 2161
Disclaimer: I own nothing, sadly. Didn't happen, but I would so pay money to see it!
Summary: Jensen and Danneel(just friends) are heading to the gym for an early morning workout. Danneel wants to try her hand at yoga, Jensen has other types of aerobic activity in mind.
Author's Note: Thank you so much to [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] for her amazing beta skills, and over the Memorial Day weekend no less. Her kung fu is strong!

“Remind me again, why do I let you drag my ass out of bed so early?” Danneel whined as she threw her on her hoodie, stifling a yawn.

“4 am is not that early.” Jensen declared way too cheerily. “Besides, the gym is practically empty this time of morning. We have our choice of whatever we want.”

She winced at the mention of the time. She opened the vanity drawer and sifted through the clusterfuck, finally finding a hair tie. She bit down on the small ring as she pulled her hair into a loose pony tail. One hand holding the tail, she grabbed at the tie and single-handedly wrapped it around her auburn hair.

“You ready yet, princess?” Jensen impatiently tapped his foot and stared down at his watch.

“Fuck you and your uncaffeinated perkiness.” She growled and headed past him. “You know that's why I dumped your ass, right?”

“Yeah, cus that's the reason.” He rolled his eyes and bounced after her.

~

Jensen swung open the glass doors, allowing the petite girl inside. They both headed straight for their respective locker rooms.

Jensen tossed his small duffel into the locker. He dropped in the quarter and removed the key, dropping it into the loose pocket of his shorts. He draped the small white towel over his shoulder and turned towards the exit.

His face rammed hard against something massive and solid.

“Ow!” He brought his hand up to his face, still not seeing what he hit.

“You okay man?” the unfamiliar baritone voice asked.

Jensen opened an eye to see a complete stranger reaching out to steady him. The guy grinned, large dimples forming to the sides of his mouth.

“A little disoriented this early in the am, are we?” That slight hint of Texas twang hovering with every word, thoughts of iced tea and summer heat racing through Jensen head.

“Nah, just clumsy I guess. Was that your arm I ran into? Jesus Christ, what do you bench?” Jensen dropped his hand from his nose and admired the muscled arms of the man he had slammed into.

The man laughed. “Enough.”

“Well it shows. So anyway, sorry about the personal foul there.” Jensen apologized and stepped away from the lumbering giant.

“Eh, no harm done. It ain't like you budged me, ya know.” The tall man teased in one of those half whispered secretive voices. “Jared.” He extended his hand outward.

Jensen smiled back, grasping the offered hand with a shake. “Well... I'm gonna go now.” he pointed towards the door, the flirtatious nature between the two of them clearly evident.

“I'm a good spotter if you need one, just let me know.” the stranger offered as Jensen pushed the door open with his back.

“I'll keep that in mind.” he winked and disappeared through the door.

Smooth Ackles, real suave. Jensen berated himself silently.

Dani appeared out of nowhere. “I think I am gonna try yoga this morning, Soph is always going on about it. Care to join me?”

“Yeah, somehow sleeping-lotus-grasshopper position doesn't sound like my kind of thing, Dan.”

“Is that really a position or are you just shitting me?” she asked with her head cocked to the side.

“Hell if I know? I don't have anything to do with that new age Enya aerobic bullshit. Think I am just gonna start on the treadmill and go from there.”

“Your loss, I will let you know if the instructor's hot!” she hopped and took off jogging to the other side of the building.

Jensen walked over to the vending machine and inserted a bill, the machine dropping bottled water loudly. He cracked open the seal and took a quick chug, before heading through the rows of equipment.

He chose the furthest machine, set his water in the holder and pulled out his iPod. After shoving the small buds in his ear he quickly scrolled through his play-lists and clicked. He stepped onto the bulky device and set his settings and started a brisk jog.

Jensen's eyes closed as he focused on the rhythm of the music pounding in his head, that sensation taking hold and controlling his every move. His feet fell gracefully along the moving track below him. He blindly adjusted the settings upward, sweat finally breaking out on his brow.

He slowed the machine down as he began to pant faintly, walking off the last few remaining minutes. He wiped the sweat from his face and took a much needed drink of water.

Jared approached the long bars, climbed between them, and gripped one hand on each side, lifting him slightly off the ground. He drew up his feet behind him, crossed one over the other, and dropped down. He bobbed between the bars, veins pushed against his inner forearms threatening to burst. Sweat glistened over his taut flesh. He tracked Jensen’s every movement as he followed through on his daily routine.

~

Jensen rested against the wooded wall, the heat making it just hard enough to breathe but relaxing his aching muscles. The door opened. He cocked an eye to greet a familiar smile.

“How was the spiritual enlightenment?” He joked as he lifted his legs up to allow Danneel room.

She collapsed on the wood slats and draped an arm across her eyes. “I never knew anyone could be so... so bendy.” she moaned.

“Just think what it'll do for your sex life.” He laughed as he breathed in the hot air.

~

Jensen had just finished his shower and stood at his locker in only his underwear. He absently played with his phone when he was shoved roughly against the metal cubes. The phone clanked against the tiled floor. His breath burst from his lungs as a warm body shoved into his back.

“You are so fucking hot.” the voice whispered, lips against his ear. Large hands stroked his arms, causing hairs to stand to attention. “Your body, it makes me want to do horribly bad things.”

Jensen bit down on his lip; he could feel his dick pressing against the soft cotton, desperately trying to free itself. “Yeah? What kind of things?” he asked through gasps.

“I want to rip those briefs down, right here and now, fuck that sweet hole with my tongue.” Jared's hands fell and squeezed Jensen's firm cheeks, molding them between those long fingers. “I wanna hear you beg me to stop. Wanna hear you scream for me to fill you with my cock.”

Jensen moaned as Jared ground his crotch against his ass, the outline of his dick gliding along his crevice. “Want you, want you to fuck me.” he pleaded, his hands reaching backwards to pull the man closer.

“You dirty little slut, you want it so badly. You want me to fuck your ass right here. The thought of someone walking in, it makes your heart pound so fucking bad, you think it's gonna explode. Doesn’t it? Makes your dick weep.” Jared reached down and squeezed Jensen's throbbing meat. He jerked Jensen's head back as his tongue circled the line of his jaw.

Jensen turned his head, kissed the soft mole to the side of the guy's nose. The man latched on to Jensen's lips, tongue forcing through teeth. Jensen sucked furiously, his own tongue dancing with the intruder in his mouth.

Jensen felt the band of elastic glide down over his buttocks. He felt the soft cotton fall against his bare feet. The guy pulled away from the kiss, nipping at the flesh of his shoulder. He licked down Jensen's back, right down his spine. He teasingly worked his tongue at the top of Jensen's crack before pulling away.

Jensen whined as the sudden cool air threatened to dry the sweat and saliva from his lower back. Suddenly, forceful hands clutched at his ankles, pulling them in opposite directions and sending Jensen off balance. He crashed loudly against the lockers. A grunt escaped him as he raised his arm and softly bit against it. His other arm flew up to brace him, just as the man's tongue skirted against his puckering hole.

He licked wildly as his hands stretched Jensen's ass cheeks. The tongue flicked over the entrance, the blushing red pucker clenching and releasing in anticipation. He forced his tongue in.

“Fuck.” Jensen screamed into his arm.

Jared’s tongue disappeared again.

“Please?” Jensen cried out.

“Please what? Say it, beg for it.”

“Fuck me.” Jensen pleaded.

“You want that? Want my dick in your ass?”

“God yes." Jensen panted heavily.

Jared forced Jensen's cheeks back open as he spit directly at the hole and brought his hand in to rub against it. Jensen clenched as the first finger pushed its way in.

“God, damn, shit, fuck.” Jensen cursed as his head fell against the cool metal of the locker.

“You are such a needy little bitch.” Jared swore back, he worked his finger in and out of Jensen’s ass. He then flexed up a second and pushed in, stretching him open even further.

“Now, do it now." Jensen ordered.

“Such a pushy bottom.” Jared grin flashed, turning into an evil looking sneer. He stood up and removed his shirt, tossing it on the nearby bench. He then reached into his pocket and removed a small bottle and packet.

“You always come prepared like this?” Jensen asked, his words muffled by his arm pressed against his lips and cheek.

“What can I say, I was a Boy Scout once.” Jared said as he shoved down his own shorts and approached Jensen's ass.

He rubbed his hardened rod along Jensen's awaiting ass crack. Precome slid along the supple skin. There was a soft tearing sound and then a click of a lid. Jensen felt a cool drop of lube hit his ass as the sound of the guy prepping his dick filled the room. The long finger returned, shoving lube inside Jensen's hole.

Jensen's hips were pulled backwards and the guy held on as he used his other hand to guide his cock to Jensen's anus. Jensen closed his eyes tightly at the sensation of the guy slapping his cock head against the puckered entrance.

“Just fucking shove it in already!” Jensen said angrily.

Jared's eyes narrowed and dimples formed evilly as he abruptly shoved into Jensen. Jensen's legs shook uncontrollably, his body trying to adjust to the intrusion. He refused to move, waiting for Jensen's unspoken urging. Slowly the large dick slid deeper into Jensen.

Jensen bit deeply into his arm hair as the guy pulled back out, excruciatingly slow. There was a popping sound as his flesh snapped shut again, only to be spread back open. The man slid slowly back in, Jensen swore the guy was never going to stop. Jensen's body tensed and vibrated as the head slid into perfect position inside him. Soft hair crushed against his ass as the man pushed further in.

Jensen couldn't stand it. He had to be all the way in right? Then his cheeks pushed inwards as Jared shoved every last inch in. He then pulled back only to shove back in, hard and fast. Jensen slammed against the locker once again.

The sound of slapping skin echoed through the empty locker room. Jensen's breath came out in short bursts as the man bit at his neck. Jensen reached down to grab his own dripping dick but his hand was grabbed tightly, fingers laced through his own, and pounded against the metal door.

“I want you to come without touching yourself, want you to come with just me being inside you.”

Jensen threw his head back. Jared leaned forward to kiss him, their bodies working in a rhythmic motion. A building ember ignited in Jensen, spreading quickly throughout his body.

“Imagonna...” the word blurred together. Jensen 's ring tightened around the man's member as shots of come splashed against his belly and locker.

“That's it. Turns me on so fucking much, seeing you do that.” He whispered into Jensen's cheek. Jared sped up his thrusts, frantically seeking release. Jensen felt finger nails dig into his palm. He grunted loudly into Jensen's ear. The condom filled inside of him with one last thrust. Jared collapsed into Jensen, both utterly spent.

“That was fucking amazing!” Jensen panted. The man chuckled softly into the nape of Jensen's neck. Long chestnut strands of hair tickled him as he pulled away.

“I told you, I am a good spotter.”

~

“What took you so long, Jen?”

“Sorry got to talking.” Jensen said as he was clasping his watch.

Another man exited behind him and clutched his arm. “See ya soon, Jensen.”

“You bet.” Jensen said with a flick of his chin.

“Who was that?” Danneel asked hungrily.

“That was Jared, my new personal trainer.”

“He have another opening?” she asked as she checked out Jared's ass.

“Don't think so, he's kind of exclusive.” Jensen said with a knowing grin.