My first thought was that this is what that Jensen would look like now. As he was giving a lecture to the assembled masses on some new theory he had developed with Jared's assistance. Now, I know that your Jensen did not have a beard, even a neatly trimmed one, but then again, times can change (maybe he lost a bet with the love of his life - who knows). As the 20th anniversary is fast approaching, have you ever considered dropping in on the boys once more? Just a quick peek to see what they've gotten up to since the last time we were able to see them. If you were generous enough to gift us with a long glance, I think that legions of devoted fans would drop to their knees and devote an entire religion to you. I know that sometimes it's best to leave well enough alone. But sometimes, an object in motion tends to stay in motion, and this amazing story has been burning up the fandom for a very long time. Even if it's just an extensive list of all of the amazing sights that they encountered as they traveled around the world, going to one conference after another. Please, take the time to consider, and then do what makes you happy. Thanks!

Hello love! I, too, thought of an older Homework Jensen when I saw that photo! It means so much to me that you love them, and the story, so much. I love those boys. They're very dear and special to me. I get nostalgic and emotional just thinking about them.

I have, in fact, thought about revisiting them. At one point I had a whole story planned, where Chris is throwing them a ten year anniversary party at his club, and Jensen... well, has a public, non-sexual surprise for Jared. Plus bathroom sex, Chad and Misha shenanigans, glimpses at their family members and more.

Sadly, I lost all my notes and the outline for that story when my computer died many years ago. I still remember most of it, though, and have thought, on occasion, about trying to write it. I also had a Christmas story in mind for all four of them sharing a Christmas together.

Honestly I would love to write in that verse again, but sometimes I just feel the story is told. Anything else I write at this point would be purely JUST to revisit them. I also wonder if I could get back to that head space I was in 15+ years ago. Isn't it funny to wonder if you could still write your own characters?

So I'm undecided. I would love to, but it would be purely self-indulgent. I'm kind of worried I couldn't find the right voices again, but also curious to see if they're still living in my head.

I will think about, for sure. Maybe I WILL write something for them next year. I'm going to seriously consider it.

New Homework Verse for Cici on her birthday!

The scene you said you'd love to see. I hope you enjoy it and I hope you have a fabulous birthday, hon! I love you! <3

set after "Jensen's List #11"

Catch My Breath

Sometimes they don’t talk afterward, usually when they’re both worn out, sticky and sated and covered in drying sweat, Jared’s muscles trembling just a little from exhaustion. It worried Jared a little the first time, Jensen being so silent, but then he’d led Jared to the shower, both of them still naked, and they’d climbed in beneath the steaming spray—like now.

The water streams in hot rivulets, spilling down Jared’s spine as Jensen gently turns him toward the tiles wall. Warm washcloth trailing bubbles, scrubbing his shoulders, down between the blades, riding along the curve of his spine, out over his ribs, down the planes of his hips, the round of his ass then between, gently and ever so thoroughly, letting the water trail down between his spread cheeks, rubbing in small circles against his hole, and then moving down to the backs of his thighs, all the way to his feet. Jared leans against the cool tile and lets Jensen clean him, muscles relaxing with the warmth of the temperature, the special, tender care Jensen always takes when they do this.

Jensen turns him back around, mouth brushing over Jared’s in a languid kiss, one arm slung around Jared’s shoulders as he begins to wash him with the other, across the ridge of his collarbone, beneath his arms, soft, not-quite kisses against the line of his throat, and Jensen’s just as tired as Jared, both of them content to just be near each other, feel the warmth of each other, half-formed kisses and embraces and hot water beading on their skin.

Jared washes Jensen next, and he takes just as much time over every line and curve of Jensen’s body, and Jared is never going to get over how hot Jensen is, all the time, but especially right now, naked with his shoulder resting against the wall, eyes closed and head tilted back as he lets Jared care for him—something so rare and precious that it makes Jared’s heart swell with fierce love. He’s gorgeous as water glistens, encasing his perfect form, but the beauty of him is still outmatched by the way his fingers stroke Jared’s wet hair, let Jared touch him and know him, so relaxed and at ease. The way he trusts Jared still takes Jared’s breath away, makes his heart skip a beat.

When Jensen is rinsed clean, Jared presses a soft kiss against the space where his shoulder meets his neck, Jensen turning into the touch, wet cheek brushing against Jared’s with just the barest hint of stubble. They stay there for a minute or two in a loose armed embrace, just letting the water flow over them, Jared breathing in the soap-clean scent of Jensen’s skin.

They dry each other and help each other into their pajama pants afterward, smooth silk against fresh-scrubbed bodies, neither of them bothering with shirts, and walk to the kitchen. Jared pours a glass of juice by the light of the open refrigerator before returning the pitcher, drinking half of it before he turns to offer it to Jensen. It’s taken Jensen a little while to come to terms with sharing glasses, despite how many times they’d kissed and tasted or swallowed each others come. It’s another one of those changes that on the outside seems so small but Jared knows are huge for Jensen. He knows how much they mean for Jensen, and that’s why they mean so much to him.

Jensen drains the glass and then leans in, mouth smiling against Jared’s in a brief touch, and Jared smiles back. He pulls away to wash the glass quickly, and he’s barely set it in the drainer when Jensen moves up behind him, Jared able to feel the warmth of his skin radiating. Jensen’s hand slips into his, turning him and leading him from the sink to the bedroom.

Together, they slide in between smooth cotton sheets, Jensen throwing the comforter over both of them. Jared snuggles in, back molding to Jensen’s bare chest, Jensen’s hips snugging up against his, arm closing around Jared’s waist and pulling him in close.

They drift off into sleep like that, twined together like spoons in a drawer, not a word shared between them and not a single one needed.

The derision in Jensen’s voice is palpable. “So you… don’t care what your parents think? About me? Or us?”

“Jared…” Jensen shakes his head, reaching to catch Jared by the jaw, fingers turning him to look Jensen straight in the eye. “What I feel for you… what anyone else thinks… what my parents think… has no bearing on it. Nothing anyone else thinks matters.”

He's so raw, so honest, and Jared wants to believe that's true--and he does believe it's true for Jensen. But then, Jensen's never been like anyone else he's known.

“It matters to me.”

Jensen shakes his head, fingertips flexing against Jared’s jaw, gold-green eyes locked on Jared. “You don’t need anyone to validate you, Jared.”

“I don’t need them to validate me. I just want them to like me.”

“Wanting someone to like you is wanting validation.”

Jared bites down against his lower lip, smooth skin catching between his teeth. “Don’t most people want people to like them?”

“Most people do. But it rarely works out well. It’s an incredibly narrow margin, fitting into the average person’s parameters.”

Jensen can’t really mean that. “You’re saying your parents are average?”

The derision in Jensen’s voice is palpable. “So you… don’t care what your parents think? About me? Or us?”

“Jared…” Jensen shakes his head, reaching to catch Jared by the jaw, fingers turning him to look Jensen straight in the eye. “What I feel for you… what anyone else thinks… what my parents think… has no bearing on it. Nothing anyone else thinks matters.”

Okay, by no means a complete list, but things that were discussed (including the three in the original story), grouped into about where they'd be on the list between the missing ones.

1. Jared riding Jensen

3. Pushing jared's knees against his chest and fucking him face to face

5. Jared fucking jensen

8.  Phone sex9. Outdoor sex10. Jensen making Jared come untouched with his voice11. Rope play12. Knife play

15. Prostate milking

17. Cock ring

19. Spreader bar

20. Sex toys (dildos, vibrators, plugs)21. Double penetration (with a toy not another person)22. Fisting

25. Leather gloves

27. Public sex

As you can see--and I just discovered--they got around to most of the ones I had thought about, sometimes in combination.

And no, they don't ever have a threesome. I entertained it for a long while as the 28th, unlisted, half-desired, half-dreaded thing Jensen thought about trying because of his jealousy kink, but ultimately decided he'd never be able to share Jared without wanting to kill the other person no matter how hot it would be to direct and order and instruct them with what to do to and how to treat Jared (while wanting to kill them).

Hi anon! :) I've been asked this once before and well, if we're talking about romantic feelings, it's a really hard question to answer, because Jensen is a lot in denial about what he's feeling for Jared right up until everything breaks wide open at prom. 

It was never brought up in the actual story, no. But yes, Jensen does talk to his family. His relationship with them could be called... cool. He loves them, but they never really understood him. He really doesn't give a fuck if they like Jared or not, and that's a whole thing that happens between them, where Jared is like, I really want your family to like me, and Jensen is just like, why? Acceptance by my family doesn't have anything to do with US. Why do people attach so much importance to that? Parents are supposed to raise children to go out into the world and become individuals who make their own choices, but the reality is, I love you, but only if you make choices that reflect well on me. 

And... there's a really in-depth discussion that follows that I can't type out in a reply just now, because there's a lot of talking and depth and FEELING. But Jensen eventually takes Jared to meet his family--not that he didn't plan to eventually, because Jared is part of his life--and his mother and father do like Jared. Which is good for them, because otherwise, they'd probably never see Jensen again.