Jared moaned out Jensen’s name, squeezing on the tip of his cock, keening and mewling in need. “Yeah… I’m fingering myself open for you. You’d bend over me, hold me down and shove your cock in me from behind, make me all incoherent and weak and - ahn - you’d make me come so hard”, he started talking suddenly, voice barely a whisper.
“Oh shit,” Jensen gasped and stopped his hand from moving, knowing he’d come too soon if it did. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me, kid..”
He slid his hand down to cup his balls instead, teasing himself with the light touch.