HERE is the second Chapter of the rodeo fic! This one basically is just PWP. Nothing but smut. lol

Another Bad Idea – Yeah, this one’s pretty much just sex. Jack and Sam.

teaser below the cut

The stands were only half full since the skies threatened rain. Jack stood with arms crossed watching Dean prepare to ride a bronc. Out of the corner of his eye, Jack saw Sam standing a few feet away, watching Dean shift in the saddle. Sam stood very still, tension evident in his flexing hands and straight back. Dean gave a nod and the gate opened.

The horse came flying out, bucking hard and twisting underneath Dean. The experienced rider followed its movements as it dropped and bucked again. There was a sudden twist and Dean left the saddle, hitting the ground with a dull thud long seconds before the buzzer sounded. Jack winced in sympathy while Sam shook his head.

“He’ll be drunk in an hour,” said Sam, walking over to Jack and adjusting his hat.

“Probably shouldn’t be talking to me.” Jack didn’t look at him. “Brother won’t be happy.”

Sam snorted as Castiel helped Dean up. “He’ll be fine.”

Jack glanced at Sam. “Not riding tonight?”

“Naw, think I twisted my wrist last night. Dean doesn’t want me to hurt it worse.”

Jack smiled, maybe with a touch of sadness. “He takes good care of you.”

“Sometimes. You aren’t riding tonight either.”

Jack swallowed, remembering. “No, not this rodeo. Next one I’m already signed up for, though.”

“Why are you here then?” asked Sam. “Scoping out the competition?”

Jack looked at him, all easy smile. “Maybe so.” Sam met his eyes with a small smile of his own, tongue darting out to lick his lips as his brown eyes took in Jack’s body with more than a hint desire. Heart skipping a beat, Jack smiled a bit broader, uncrossed  his arms and leaned back against the rail, giving Sam a better view. “Want to get a drink?” he asked.