Thank you, Castiel's drycleaner, for your support and for being an awesome Beta.

And thank you to my reviewers of Chapter 9: Ectofralamazoo, LaylaBinx, gottalovealoser, sivanshemesh3, Deth Faenim, DevilChile now HellzCrusader, and Littledragon131313. I love reading what you think about my story.

Here's a really long (at least for me anyway) chapter for ya.

To Deth Faenim: I swear that you are getting advance copies of what I write from my beta. This is the second time that you have figured out what will be happening next. Since she's the only one who has the copies it has to be either her or you're actually Jensen and have been hacking my computer. Which is it?

And to gottalovealoser: CC should be coming soon.

Speaking of gottalovealoser, check out her awesome Loser fic: Hell hath no fury

and check out Alex Kade's Loser fic: Fear of the Unknown

Jensen's Petunia

(aka JP)

The losers transported Salvador to the secret military facility that was affectionately called Ghostland. All the prisoners held there weren't officially there and it did not officially exist.

The losers had been debriefed and were allowed a month's furlough, with the option of being recalled in the event of an emergency. As they made their way to the awaiting SUV outside a man, who looked to be the same age as Clay, stopped them in the hall.

He was a good-looking gentleman with dusty blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes. When he spoke, he spoke with a Russian accent. "Hello Colonel Clay. Hello Roque, Pooch, Cougar and Jensen. I was wondering if I might be able to have a word with you."

The losers looked at him curiously. Usually the military referred to them by either their ranks or their last names, not by their nicknames.

He smiled at the confusion on the men's faces. "Please, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Rolph Chekov."

With the exception of Jensen, whose mouth dropped open while gasping in a breath of air, the losers withheld their surprise. Colonel Clay took Chekov's outstretched hand in his and shook it. "Chekov."

"I can see by Mr. Jensen's face that you already know who I am." Chekov withdrew his hand and continued to shake hands with the rest of the losers. First Roque, then Pooch, followed by Jensen and finally Cougar. Chekov smiled at Jensen as Jensen continued to stare at him. Jensen did finally close his mouth and went back to breathing normally.

As Chekov released Cougar's hand, he bowed his head to Cougar and then regained direct eye contact with the sniper. "I most especially wanted to thank you Mr. Carlos Alvarez, aka Cougar. Thank you for finally avenging my partner's," he paused to take a deep breath, "heinous murder. I've waited years for someone to finally take care of that bastard."

Chekov was silent for a moment. Then he shook his head and continued with what he had come to say. "Honestly, I would have preferred to do it myself. But after what happened those twenty years ago, the…facility," Chekov smiled as he knew they would know what he was talking about, "transferred me and made sure that I was never able to find him."

Chekov's face became a mask of rage and anguish. "I did look. Trust me. I looked. They hid him well though. And I've never had the pleasure of being in the presence of such an accomplished computer tech before." Chekov smiled at Jensen once again. "It truly is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Jensen."

Chekov could see the fading bruises on Jensen's face and the ones that trailed down his body and beneath his clothes. He could only hope that it hadn't been too horrible for Jensen and that his teammates had stopped Wolfe before he was able to hurt Jensen too bad.

"If I had been able to meet someone like you before, I would have handled this a long time ago." Chekov couldn't help but stare at Jensen's bruises. They brought back painful memories. He was becoming agitated with not knowing how badly Wolfe had hurt Jensen. He had never wanted Wolfe to have the ability to hurt anyone ever again.

Cougar could sense Chekov's agitation. He understood what was bothering the man. He saw how he the Russian stared at Jensen's bruises. Cougar saw the pain that entered Chekov's eyes. He had to ease the man's fears. "No thanks are necessary Mr. Chekov."

"Rolph, please."

Cougar nodded his acknowledgement. "No thanks are necessary Rolph." Cougar wrapped his arm around Jensen. The rest of the losers formed a protective wall around Cougar and Jensen in case any prying eyes were taking too much notice of what was happening.

Chekov observed their actions and smiled. His friends and teammates had been the same way with him and his partner-very protective. Some people just didn't understand or were just ignorant bigots who had nothing better to do than to harass them.

Cougar also observed his teammates' actions and the responding smile on Chekov's face. Jensen of course noticed nothing as he snuggled even closer to Cougar while still watching Chekov. "Wolfe was severely punished for his past transgressions. And for the fact that he dared to touch and use his mouth on my compañero (mate)."

Chekov took a deep breath. So Jensen wasn't raped or tortured too badly. Thank you God.

Cougar could see the relief that crossed over Chekov's features. He was at least able to put to rest the man's fears of what happened to Jensen. Si, Jensen was traumatized and needs some time to heal. But he will heal. Unlike Rafi.

Roque smiled at Chekov. "Yeah man. Cougar took care of that dickwad." He chuckled. "My man sliced him up so he could bleed to death slowly." Another laugh. "And he sliced off Wolfe's dick."

Clay smiled with Roque while Pooch just shook his head.

Chekov smiled brightly. His facial muscles stretched tightly over his face proving that it had indeed been a long time since Chekov had truly smiled. Probably not since before Rafi's murder. Chekov nodded to the losers once more. "Thank you for that. Truly. Now as I can see, you all are ready to go home and I do need to speak with someone. That's how I came to be here today. I just wanted to catch you before you left to thank you."

He shook hands with everyone once more and let them pass him as he continued down the hall.

"Rolph wait." Chekov turned around to see Jensen coming towards him. Cougar was following a few feet behind him. You'll be doing that for quite some time Cougar. You won't want to let him out of your sight.

Jensen stopped in front of Chekov and reached into his pocket. He held his closed fist out to Chekov.

Chekov could not see what Jensen held in his hand but reached out to take whatever it was.

"I thought you might want this. If I was ever able to find you. And I just couldn't leave it there. That wouldn't have been right. Not right at all. So Cougar and I went back to get it." And to burn Wolfe's body so that no one would be able to identify him even if they found his remains. "If it had been me I would have wanted it back so I know that you would too. I-"

"Jake, amor, give it to him." Cougar smiled as he watched Jensen try to explain.

Chekov just looked at Jensen in amazement. Those were the first words, other than 'Rolph wait', that Jensen had spoken to him. So, that's also true about the young hacker.

Jensen opened his fist and let the object fall into Chekov's waiting palm.

Chekov could only stare for the first minute. Jensen had just placed a ring in his palm. And not just any ring. Rafi's ring. He could clearly see the inscription of 'Rolph & Rafi-always'. Then he slowly closed his fist around it. Chekov looked up into Jensen's eyes.

Jensen could see the tears forming in Rolph's eyes. He could also see that Rolph was speechless. So Jensen just nodded once, waved and then ran back to the waiting Cougar. The losers then walked out the door.

Chekov could only watch as they left him there in the hall. He must have been standing there for quite some time because someone came up behind him and slapped him on the back.

"There you are Rolph. I've been waiting for you in my office. Wha'cha doing here?" The black man was dressed sharply in a black suit and had a trim haircut. He watched as Rolph opened his fist and showed him the ring. "Ah. So you've already seen the losers. At least it's over now. You can rest easy with the knowledge that Rafi's been avenged."

Chekov looked at the man who had been a good friend of his for the past 25 years. "Why did you send him to them Brutus? Why didn't you just tell me where he was?"

Brutus Owens shook his head before answering. "Rolph, if you had done it, you would have gotten into trouble-"

"It would have been worth it." Rolph snarled.

"We both know that Rafi wouldn't want you to spend the rest of your life in a prison that doesn't even officially exist. Or be 'accidentally' killed in the line of duty. No. After all those years working to become a handler so that I could finally find that asshole, I had to make sure that it would be done by someone else." Brutus implored with his close friend to make him understand.

"I saw how much he hated Cougar. Cougar is the best sniper the military has."

Rolph nodded. "And we know how much Wolfe hated being second best to anyone."

Brutus nodded his agreement. "Yes. Then I saw how he looked at Jensen and-"

Rolph got angry again. "And he could have seriously hurt that boy. It's by the grace of God that Jensen was only molested and not raped and tortured."

Even before Rolph had half his statement out Brutus was shaking his head in disagreement. "That would never have happened."

Rolph argued, "It almost did."

Brutus insisted. "No man. Trust me. That would never have happened. Cougar would never have allowed it to happen. Trust me man. I see them at the base whenever they come in for an assignment. Cougar is always around Jensen. Barely leaves him alone to take a piss. I knew Wolfe would push Cougar too far and that Cougar would handle him."

"And now Cougar will get in trouble." Rolph scoffed.

"No man. They reported that Wolfe died during the mission. And as Wolfe's handler, I have final say over what becomes official. Trust me. Wolfe died in the mission of obtaining Salvador."

They were finally home.

Well, some of them anyway. They had all stopped off at Sarah's house first. Clay and Roque always stopped by there after a mission because neither of them really had anywhere else to go in town, other than a motel.

Clay would stay at a motel for the weekend and then fly to his empty house in New Jersey. He had decided years ago to sell it and just get one in New Hampshire so he could be closer to Pooch and Jensen. Just in case a mission came up unexpectedly and time was of the essence, as it so often was. It just hadn't happened yet. Beside Roque still lived not too far from him in New York.

Roque would stay until after the barbeque at Pooch's house tomorrow night and then be on the first flight to New York. He normally just went to Jensen's house to wait for his flight and then flew straight home after a mission. This time though, he wanted to be there, just in case Jensen needed him. So he would be going to the motel with Clay.

Pooch was used to going to Jensen's house after a mission. At first because he liked to be around what he considered his family. And now because Jolene was always there after a mission because she considered them family too.

Jensen and Cougar were just so happy to be home. While their teammates were all tired and ready to crash, with the possible exception of Pooch, they were ready to consummate their relationship. Pooch probably had similar thoughts on his mind for him and Jolene.

As soon as they were in the door all the losers were smothered in hugs and kisses. It was like a funny assembly line as Jolene, Sarah and Analicia all made their way to each man.

It was two hours later. Pooch and Jolene had gone home and Clay and Roque had left for their motel. Jensen and Cougar were sitting on the loveseat while Sarah was sitting in the oversized chair. Analicia had already been asleep for an hour.

Jensen was laughing. "I still can't forget the look on Roque's face. It was priceless."

They all laughed once again.

"I know." Sarah commented. "I thought he was about to give birth to kittens."

Cougar smiled fondly. It had been a sight.

They had been eating dinner when Analicia had said, 'See Aunt Jolene. I told ya that Uncle Jake was gay for Uncle Cougar.' Roque had been in the process of drinking his shot of whiskey and partly choked while partly spitting it out. His face turned so red you would have thought he was sunburned. He hadn't realized that Analicia knew of such things already. She was only six.

Sarah was busy shaking her head as the laughter died down. "Now do you want to tell me what happened?"

Both men looked at her quizzically.

"Come on guys. I'm a nurse, thanks to my big brother. I can see the fading bruises and the puncture marks on Jake's throat. Those puncture marks aren't typical of your missions. I also see the looks in both your eyes. Now something happened. I know something happened. I felt it. And you've been clinging to each other since you've arrived. I have the feeling you've been doing that for a while since the guys seemed used to it."

She gave them a stern look. "Now I'm grateful that you've finally admitted your feelings for each other, but I want to know what happened. You both seem a bit haunted, Cougar you more than usual, and I don't like it. Not at all!"

Both men nodded, but Cougar was the first to speak. "We were assigned a man who liked Jake too much and that prompted me to tell him how I feel."

Both Jake and Sarah stared at Cougar for a minute before realizing that he was finished, that he was not going to say anything else.

Jake smiled and tightened his hand around Cougar's.

Sarah wasn't having that though. "What do you mean he liked Jake too much? How much? What are the punctures from? And the bruises? Now you listen to me Carlos Juan Hector Alvarez. I want to know what happened and I want to know now."

Even without raising her voice, she didn't want to wake up Analicia, Sarah was a very foreboding woman. Especially when it came to her family.

Jake smiled at his sister. "The man's name was Wolfe. He was a bad man who did bad things for the military. Things no one else would want to do. He hated being second best to Carlos and liked the looks of me. Supposedly. It probably wouldn't have mattered what I looked like. He just wanted to hurt Carlos."

Sarah was trying patiently to wait for Jake's explanation. They were both ramblers. She knew this. This is why she was able to understand how her friends felt talking to her. She had the same experiences they did with her as she did whenever she tried having a conversation with her brother.

"Anyway, he drugged me, abducted me and molested me. But that's it. Cougs stopped him before he could go any further."

Sarah looked back and forth between her brother and the brother of her heart. She saw the pain in Jake's eyes from the memories, but she also saw the happiness in his eyes that he finally had the man he always wanted. But what she saw in Cougar's eyes nearly had her crying buckets. She saw shame and pain and self-hatred. She couldn't let that go on.

Sarah left the oversized chair and knelt in front of Cougar. She knocked Jake's hand from his and took both of his hands into hers. She waited until he looked her in the eyes. "Now you listen to me Carlos Juan Hector Alvarez-"

"Whoa. Full name twice in five minutes. You're gonna get it."

Sarah snapped at her brother. "Jake don't be such a child."

Jake held up his hands in surrender and then zipped and locked his lips and threw the key away.

Sarah tried again. "Now you listen to me Carlos Juan Hector Alvarez. Whatever happened in that jungle was not your fault. Like Jake said, he was determined to hurt you; he would have found a way to do that. No matter what you did to try and prevent him."

Cougar shook his head as silent tears fell from his eyes. "I left Jake unprotected. I knew Wolfe was bad and yet I left Jake unprotected."

Sarah looked at Jake questioningly. That did not sound anything like the Cougar she knew.

Jake unlocked and unzipped his lips. "He had to relieve himself. He hadn't done so in almost twelve hours." Jake whispered to his sister. He didn't want to speak too loudly and ruin the moment she was having with Cougar.

Sarah shook her head. "Carlos, that couldn't be helped. You had to go and relieve yourself. It isn't good to hold it for so long. Did you want to get an infection?" She stared at him as he continued to shed his tears. "And I know that you had to go away from your campsite. I remember Clay yelling at Jensen about attracting curious or aggressive animals by urinating too close to where you had set up camp."

Cougar continued to shake his head. "I should have woken one of the others to stand guard."

Sarah didn't let him go any further. "No. You didn't know what Wolfe would do-"

Cougar growled, "I knew he was evil-"

"You may have known that he was evil, but there was no way you could have possibly known that he would abduct Jake." Sarah was getting exasperated. "I mean come on! That is not a normal response. Only a crazy person would react like that and no one can predict what a crazy person would do. Not you, not Jake. Maybe Roque. But he's already half-crazy to begin with."

Sarah's little half-serious joke worked. It got both of her guys smiling once again, albeit Cougar's was a tiny smirk.

Jake took Cougar's left hand, with his sister's right hand still entwined, into his. "Sarah's right Carlos. No one could have known what he was gonna do. Do you think I would have been sleeping if I had? Do you think any of us would have been sleeping?"

Cougar mumbled, "You were sleeping because you trusted me to look out for you. I failed. What happened was my fault."

Jake's face filled with anger. "You were supposed to be sleeping too. We had recon at 0500 remember? If you had been sleeping-" Jake cut himself off. He didn't want to think that if Cougar had been sleeping then that would mean he would have relieved himself first and then been in bed with Jensen and Wolfe would have never had the chance to do what he did. But Jensen knew that eventually Wolfe would have tried anyway, just to hurt Cougar and that Cougar would still blame himself.

Jake turned Cougar's head so that Cougar was facing him. "It wasn't your fault. It wasn't my fault. The only person at fault was Wolfe. Even if he hadn't done what he did, he would have tried eventually. And I know that I don't want to have to worry about looking over our shoulders for the rest of our lives. Do you?"

At Cougar's silence, Jake went on. "Do you truly love me Carlos or were those just words?"

Cougar looked at Jake sharply.

Sarah hid her smile as she understood where her brother was going with that question.

Cougar growled and practically snarled at Jake. "Those are not words that I say easily. I love you Jake."

Jake smiled. "Good. Then that's the only thing that matters. No matter what happens to us, whether we're on our missions or here at home. As long as we still have each other, that's the only thing that matters to me. Everyone has pain in their lives. But not everyone has someone who helps take that pain away and make it nothing but a sad memory. It used to be Sarah who helped me deal with everything-"

Sarah smiled sadly. "Not everything Jake. There are things I know you keep from me so that I won't have to deal with the kind of stuff that you deal with."

Jake nodded. He knew his sister was a tough cookie but there are just some things he doesn't want her exposed to. "Okay fine. It's true. Sarah helps me deal with some stuff. But the stuff that I don't tell her, the stuff I don't want to expose her to. That stuff. You've always helped me with that stuff. Always. Since we first became teammates, even before we were friends. You've always helped me with that. And you didn't have to."

Jake was pensive for a few moments before speaking. "Hmmm. I think that's when I started falling for you. And from there it's snowballed into this burning feeling of love I have for you. I can't bear to live without you and I hate to see you in pain. So please, forgive yourself because it wasn't your fault."

Cougar just absorbed everything around him. This home-his home. These people-his family and soon-to-be lover. They were what mattered. What they wanted was important. And what they wanted was for him to forgive himself because they knew he wasn't to blame in the first place. Mierda. They're right.

The Jensens could tell when Cougar finally believed that it wasn't his fault. His tears stopped falling and he began to smile. An actual smile and not one of his infamous smirks.

Sarah smiled back. She stood up, removed her hands from Cougar's and Jake's and then stooped to hug them both before they even had a chance to stand up. "Good. Now that that's settled, I'm going to bed. And I have to say that the view from Cougar's room is very beautiful in the morning. Don't forget to put your dog-tags in the nightstand."

Jake and Cougar smiled together at Sarah's hinting that they stay in Cougar's room since it was the farthest from Analicia's. She knew her daughter understood that Cougar and Jake were together, but that didn't mean she wanted her to hear them.

Jensen didn't understand about the nightstand but he figured she just didn't want them to poke each other's eyes out. Although, they had already taken their dog-tags off. Sisters, sheesh.

Cougar knew what she was hinting at though. She knew they would be getting together soon and had planned ahead for them. And he was grateful.

They watched Sarah walk up to the second floor before they began checking that all the windows and doors were locked, setting the alarm and turning off all the lights. They then went upstairs themselves.

Jensen and Cougar entered Cougar's room as quietly as they could. Just like the man himself, Cougar's room was pretty stark. It had a bed, a nightstand, and clothes and his lock-box of guns and knives in his closet. Cougar had made sure that Sarah knew the combination in case she ever had a need to use one of his weapons.

As soon as the door was shut they began tearing at each other's clothes. They needed to touch each other's bare flesh; they had waited for so long. Cougar took off his hat, the Hat, and placed it on the nightstand. Jensen ripped Cougar's t-shirt off over his head as Cougar unbuttoned and unzipped Jensen's pants. Jensen shucked off his sneakers and pants as Cougar threw his shirt across the room. Then it was Cougar's turn to rip off Jensen's t-shirt as Jensen helped Cougar out of his jeans.

They both stood in their boxers and stared at each other. They were both so beautiful, even with their scars. The scars just reminded them both of how lucky they were to have each other. In their work, their next mission could be their last. Or they could get hit by a car tomorrow. You just didn't know.

Cougar stamped down his feeling of anger as he looked at Jensen's fading bruises. Cougar laid Jensen down as he crawled up the bed beside him. Jensen watched as Cougar lowered himself and kissed the fading bruises on Jensen's face. Then he moved down to the fading bruises on Jensen's neck. Cougar made sure that he had kissed every one of the bruises on Jensen. He was replacing the bad memories with these fresh happy ones.

Jensen patiently waited for Cougar to finish his task. But once Cougar was done, Jensen grabbed Cougar and hauled him up so that he was straddling Jensen. Then Jensen pulled Cougar's face down to meet his for a hard passionate kiss. Jensen was very demanding, but as the kiss continued, Jensen began to soften as Cougar became the aggressor. He thrust his tongue into Jensen's warm sweet mouth and began exploring. It was very similar to the way he had explored Jensen's mouth in the jungle that day that seemed so long ago.

Once again, Jensen's hands travelled from Cougar's hair, to his shoulders, down his back and finally rested once they had a firm hold on Cougar's ass. He ground himself up into Cougar and groaned. He wrapped his legs around Cougar's waist and started humping himself onto Cougar.

Cougar chuckled deep within his chest and mimicked the act that they would be performing very soon, sans boxers, by thrusting his tongue in and out of Jensen's mouth. Jensen responded by trying to keep Cougar's tongue inside his mouth as he wished that it was another part of Cougar that was held deep inside of him as well.

While Jensen's hands were busy feeling Cougar's taut ass, Cougar busied his own hands by pushing Jensen's boxers down and letting Jensen's stiff penis escape the tight confines. Jensen gasped against Cougar's mouth, allowing Cougar to thrust his tongue in even deeper, as Cougar began stroking Jensen's hot cock.

Cougar's thumb circled the head before gently pumping Jensen as he stroked his hand up and down. Jensen arched his hips up. He was torn. He never wanted the feeling of Cougar stroking him to stop, but he also wanted Cougar inside of him. They could take it slow later. Right now he wanted to be filled by the man he loved.

Jensen tore his mouth away from Cougar's. He gasped until he had enough oxygen to talk once again. "Cougar…need…you." He shuddered as Cougar continued to stroke him. "Please…inside…me…have to…ah…have you…now. Carlos."

Cougar smiled as he slowly shook his head.

Jensen watched as Cougar made his way down the hacker's aroused body. Jensen tensed up as he saw Cougar lower his head. Then Jensen closed his eyes in pure bliss as Cougar took Jensen into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the head of Jensen's dick. Then he flicked the opening.

Jensen gasped in exquisite delight. Every nerve in his body could feel it as Cougar pulled back to blow upon Jensen's head. Then he retook Jensen in his mouth. Cougar used his tongue to massage Jensen's dick as he took him deeply into his throat. Then Cougar released Jensen so that just the head of his dick remained in Cougar's mouth.

Cougar could see that Jensen had his eyes tightly shut as he enjoyed the pleasure that the sniper was providing him. While Jensen was enjoying the sensation of Cougar's mouth on his dick, Cougar reached into the nightstand and removed the lube that Sarah had thought to pick up for them. He opened up the bottle and squirted some on his hand. He let it warm for a few seconds. Just as he was about to lather it on Jensen's ass, Cougar took him deeply into his throat once more.

When Jensen felt the warm lube touch his ass, he pushed himself even further into Cougar's mouth. As Cougar lathered his hand with lube once again, he pushed a finger up inside of Jensen.

Jensen moaned as he felt Cougar's finger moving inside of him. Cougar continued to allow Jensen to fuck his mouth as Cougar added another finger to Jensen's ass. He made a scissoring motion as he continued to prepare Jensen's ass for his dick.

Jensen was getting so close. He wanted to hold back, to wait for Cougar, but he couldn't help it. As he felt a third finger of Cougar's inside of him, hitting his prostate, he felt his balls tighten and ready themselves to empty inside of Cougar's warm, magical mouth.

Jensen tried to warn Cougar. "Car…Carlos…I'm gonna…oh so close. I'm gonna…Carlos."

That's it amor. Cum inside me. I need to taste you. Cougar started thrusting his fingers even faster and harder inside of Jensen. He clamped his lips firmly around Jensen's dick as he used his other hand, the one not busy inside Jensen's body, to pump Jensen.

Jensen groaned deeply as he came inside of Cougar's willing mouth. He opened his eyes and saw Cougar swallow all of what Jensen had given him without lifting his mouth from Jensen's dick.

Cougar smiled at Jensen as he slowly crawled back up Jensen's body.

Jensen grabbed Cougar's hair and dragged him down for a kiss. Jensen could still taste himself on Cougar's tongue. "Oh, Carlos. I need you inside me. Now!"

Cougar smiled and winked at Jensen. "As you wish."

Before Jensen could even blink, Cougar had thrust himself inside of Jensen. He went slowly, so as to not hurt Jensen. As soon as he was in to the hilt, Cougar stopped and waited for Jensen to adjust.

He didn't have to wait long. His fingers had prepared Jensen so well and the man beneath him wanted him so badly that Jensen began thrusting himself against Cougar in less than a minute. Cougar grabbed Jensen's legs and wrapped them around his waist. At the new angle, Cougar could feel himself enter Jensen a little bit deeper.

And then they were both thrusting back and forth. Cougar kept up a steady pace as his dick kept going in and out and in and out. Each time he stroked Jensen's prostrate once again.

Jensen met Cougar thrust for thrust. He was hard yet again; had been since Cougar entered him with his dick. But this time Jensen wanted to cum with Cougar. Or after Cougar, not before.

Cougar had other plans. Being inside of Jensen felt so good. So warm and tight. So right. But he wanted to get Jensen to climax first. He wanted to feel Jensen's cum splash against their stomachs before he would let himself find release.

Jensen was fast approaching that point. He was trying so hard to hold himself back. But every thrust of Cougar inside of Jensen pushed him closer to the edge. Especially when Cougar began stroking Jensen yet again. And when Cougar bit down on Jensen's nipple, it threw Jensen over the edge. "Fuck Carlos!"

Once again, Jensen came. Just as Cougar had wanted, all over their stomachs. He smiled as he looked down at them covered in Jensen's seed.

Jensen saw this and smiled as he started contracting his ass muscles hard around Cougar's cock. Cougar gasped and growled, "Fuck Jake," as he released his own seed while he was planted deep inside of Jensen's ass.

Cougar collapsed on Jensen in pure bliss. Jensen wrapped his arms tightly around Cougar. Neither one of them were bothered enough with the stickiness of Jensen's cum to want to move.

After a few minutes, Cougar got a warm washcloth and wiped the cum from both of them. He threw it into the sink and got back on the bed. He smiled at Jensen. "Amor, whenever you are up to it, I feel the need to have you inside of me."

Jensen smiled at Cougar. "Sure thing Cougs. But first, I wanna taste you."

TBC in Epilogue2. (Sadly though, it's not directly after this scene. Don't want anyone to get their hopes up.)