okay, seriously

[mickeym]

Is it possible to look at this photoshoot of Jensen, and think of ANYTHING other than "OMG, TWINK"?

Seriously.

I have a headache and am contemplating going back to bed for a little while. I had the weirdest dream last night, where my mom, my sister and I had to move...but the cost for moving had to be $4000 or under, and all the furniture we had kept coming up to $8000, so I kept walking around, trying to figure out what to get rid of, and then my sister pulls curtains out of her closet that were Raggedy Ann curtains and said we had to take them so we could hang them in the new kitchen.

I have no idea. My brain, it scares me sometimes.

ALSO! Thank you, miafeliz for the v-gift :) *snugs*

Comments

[leighm.livejournal.com]

Jensen's definitely gotten manlier looking the older he's gotten. That boy was extremely pretty for a guy when he was younger. His mouth has a WHOLE lot to do with it;)

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

He still has an incredibly pretty mouth, and y'know, it would look AMAZING wrapped around Jared's dick.

Whoops, did I say that outloud? :P

[leighm.livejournal.com]

Jared and dick in the same sentence just broke my brain for the rest of the day. Then you had to go and add Jensen's mouth in there somewhere.

SHUTUP KIM.

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

Jensen, pushing Jared down onto the couch. Kneeling down, shoving Jared's legs open so he can settle between them. Stroking Jared's thighs, fingers ruffling and smoothing the fine hair there, drawing his fingernails up and down until Jared's shivering and grabbing at Jensen's neck.

"Fucking do it," he snarls, and Jensen flashes him a look, pretty mouth twisting into a smirk as he lowers his head. Nuzzles at Jared's dick, still confined by his boxer-briefs.

Licks over the cotton until Jared's shoving upward, hand reaching down to draw himself out, tip of his dick already slick and wet. He rubs it across Jensen's mouth, growling when Jensen opens just enough to tongue him, lapping at the droplets.

Jared's just about to say fuck it and shove his dick into Jensen's mouth, feed him his cock, when Jensen opens further, tongue teasing over the swollen crown, licking at the tiny slit before taking Jared deep. Down, slow and wet and hot, and fucking Christ, Jensen has no gag reflex; all Jared can feel is the tight wet caress of Jensen's throat when he swallows around him.


I'm sorry, did you say "SHUTUP" or "MORE PLEASE"? *eg*

[leighm.livejournal.com]

Jared's just about to say fuck it and shove his dick into Jensen's mouth, feed him his cock

That's one of the nicest visuals I've ever had the pleasure of experiencing.

JESUS.

[miafeliz.livejournal.com]

Ditto!

[thehighwaywoman.livejournal.com]

I can't really think anything when I look at that photoshoot; I'm too busy drooling and all brain activity is along the lines of "......"

;)

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Yeah, flatlining makes it hard (HAH) to think clearly, doesn't it? ;)

*points upward* Leigh told me to shut up, so instead I porned. Wanna carry on? *g*

[vickita.livejournal.com]

and think of ANYTHING other than "OMG, TWINK"?

No. It is not. Hee.

[copracat]

and think of ANYTHING other than "OMG, TWINK"

Nope.

[deansdemongirl.livejournal.com]

"Is it possible to look at this photoshoot of Jensen, and think of ANYTHING other than "OMG, TWINK"?"

I never thought that at all. I just think 'how embarrassing for him to have to be in that stage of his career where he is being treated like 'teenbopper' bait' for teen magazines..

As for your dream, it sounds like you are in RL being faced with a situation in which you need to minimize things and decide what is a priority for you to focus on in your life and what isn't. The raggidy Anne curtains to me signify that there is someone in your life that is having a hard time 'growing up' and being able to take responsibility along with you about an important decision that has to be made. It also seems that you might be coming up against changes you have to make that aren't necessarily because you are chosing to make them, but rather they are being created out of necessity.

[quiet000001.livejournal.com]

Actually, I just looked and thought "he is holding those lead lines entirely wrong. If one of those horses spooks and takes off, he'll end up with a broken hand at best."

welcome to my brain on horses. :)

(You never EVER loop up a lead line and put your hand through the loop when leading horses. You fold it up and hold around the outside instead, so that if the horse freaks out and jerks away the excess line will slide out of your hand, not tighten up around it and break your hand, drag you, or worse.) (I do in fact know of someone who lost a finger that way.)

[fpvs.livejournal.com]

That's the photo shoot that led to the Jensen/horse fic that was... Well... Yeah... *hehe*

I hope your headache is gone now :(

[tabularassa.livejournal.com]

I love me some twink!Jensen. LOL SO hot.

[miafeliz.livejournal.com]

I hope by now you're feeling much better. I had weird dreams myself, must be something in the air and why do some of those pictures of Jensen make me feel like a dirty-old woman. I can at least feel like I'm not that when I look at pictures of him, but Jared is still so young, ;-)

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

Jared's only four years younger than Jensen *g* He'll be 27 in July. I'm just...going to pretend that I'm not *cough* fourteen *cough* years older than him. Denial, man. Ain't just a river in Egypt. ;)


Plus! LOOKIT THAT ASS. Seriously. I can be a dirty old woman, for that. o_O

[miafeliz.livejournal.com]

Oh man... that icon. HOT. And who am I to complain about age, the Czech boy was nine years younger than me.

And I'd never turn either of them away. ;-)

[azephirin.livejournal.com]

Oh, God, those photos kind of make me cringe. Shirtless with cowboy hat! I sorta feel too bad for him to find it hot.

Now, you know that Sam/Dean does it for me way more than J2. Not to diss the J2; it's just what I prefer. So if I were going to be picturing that situation, it'd be more like Sam stretched across some crisp white sheets, all cinnamon skin, narrow hips, hair tangled from Dean's hands. He'd have his hands above his head, fingers wrapped around the headboard slats; his hips would be arching up, and, God, he'd want to move his hands, bury his fingers in Dean's hair, but Dean said to keep them there and so he is. Dean tongues the place on the underside of the head of Sam's cock until Sam's gasping and pleading, Dean, Dean, please, Dean, and he can't control how his hips are jerking up, trying to find Dean's mouth. But Dean pins them down, hands on Sam's hipbones, forearms on his thighs, and Sam can't do anything, just has to lie there and take it until Dean finally, finally gives in and sucks Sam all the way down and lets him come.