30 Minutes or less A Sassy fic.
"Pizza man." Dean opened the door to the trenchcoated angel holding up a cardboard pizza box.
"Calm down there, Prince Charming. Cinderella is still in the bathroom." Dean held the door open for Castiel to enter the motel room. "So I guess you and Sam have a . . . " Dean searched for the least offensive word.
"Date. Sam and I have a date." Castiel offered.
Dean shook his head. "I guess that's gonna have to do. I am on my way out. You two kids enjoy your pizza."
Dean slammed the door behind him leaving Cas in the center of the motel room holding his pizza box.
Sam walked out of the bathroom, a smile playing on his lips when he noticed Castiel. "Hello."
Cas cleared his throat and held up the pizza box. "Knock, knock."
Sam grinned. "Who's there?"
"Pizza man."
"Pizza man who?"
Cas cocked his head, confused. "No, take the box."
"Oh, sorry." Sam took the pizza box and noticed the lightness of it's weight.
"Oh," Cas seemed to feign surprise at the laptop on the bed. "Are you studying?"
"Yeah, I guess." Sam smirked.
"Is it biology? Maybe I could help?" Castiel pulled the buttons of his trench coat loose and revealed a small pair of black underwear that hugged the angel low on the hips.
"Wow!" Sam stared at the bare chest that peeked out from underneath the khaki fabric.
"I hope you are studying," Cas attempted a wink at the taller man. "Sex education."
Sam blew out an amused breath. "Hey Cas, are we gonna eat this pizza?"
"I don't have any pizza." Castiel flipped open the pizza box and pointed to the dvd box inside.
Sam read the title of the movie. "Spicy Sausage? This pizza man delivers more than pizza?"
"It's the story of a pizza man who helps a babysitter with her biology homework. He shows her all the possible orifices where she can put his dick." Cas caught Sam's hazel eye. "Oh, I'm sorry, have you seen it? Did I ruin the end for you?"
Sam laughed. "No, I haven't seen it. But it's okay."
Cas took the dvd out of the pizza box and handed it to Sam. "Good, could we watch it?"
The hunter took the movie and looked at his angel. "You. . . wanna watch porn with me."
Cas sat on the end of one of the beds and stared expectantly at the t.v. screen. "I have a few questions."
"Alright. I'll put it on the laptop." Sam placed the disc into his laptop and situated the screen on the edge of the opposite bed. He laid down on the bed and gestured for Cas to lay infront of him. They got comfortable, spooning on the bed as the movie began.
"Here is the part I tried." Castiel watched as the pizza man rang the doorbell of the babysitter. "I do not understand why she is in her underwear while she is caring for small children."
Sam's hand slipped into Cas's coat and brushed the soft cotton of his underwear. "It's a movie about people having sex. It's not gonna make sense."
Castiel watched intently at the action on the screen. The hunter took the opportunity to explore the delicate pale skin before him. He slid his hot palms down the plain of Cas's chest and stomach, enjoying the curve of his bellybutton and the dip at his hipbone.
The action on the screen was moving quickly the pizza man already having the young babysitter stripped of her nightie and panties. The angel pulled himself up as he watched. "Here Sam, I want to know about this." He turned bright shining blue eyes at the man behind him. The sight made Sam's breath hitch in his throat. He focused on the laptop and watched as the man pulled the girl onto his lap and began to slap her rear end. The girl squeeled with delight. "Why is he spanking her? Is she a bad babysitter?"
Sam watched the couple for a few more moments, feeling his dick rubbing into Castiel's back. "It . . . it feels good, Cas. She . . .is a bad babysitter, but he's spanking her because. . . she likes it."
Cas flipped to his stomach and tilted his head at Sam to contemplate what he was saying. Then he threw off his coat and hoisted his own ass into the air. The sight sending fireworks to Sam's cock. "Spank me, Sam!"
Sam swallowed noticeably drank in the angel rocking on all fours before him. "You want to be spanked?"
Cas looked at the screen again, ademently shaking his head. "And tell me I'm a bad boy. She likes that too."
Sam rose to his knees, his hand grazing the delicate skin of Cas's thighs as he went. The hunter wedged the soft black cotton of the angel's underwear up to reveal the delicate curve of skin on each cheek. He slapped the skin softly expecting the angel to protest.
The tilt of his head reversed, leaving Castiel looking at Sam instead of the laptop. "Harder." His voice seemed to have deepened.
Sam's hand met the skin again, a snapping sound filling the air around them. Before the angel had a chance to speak, Sam struck him again with a deafening pop, and thrusting his partner forward onto the bed. Sam froze for a moment, worried he had taken the game to far.
"Call me a bad boy. Tell me I need punished." Castiel's deep grovel muffled in the sheets. He offered up his rear again, wiggling it in the air to get Sam's attention.
But the wiggle wasn't necessary. Sam pulled the black underwear off of the angel and threw them onto the motel floor. Cas lay before him completely naked. A red handprint shining from the perfectly taut ass. "You're bad Cas! You are a bad boy." Sam's voice quivered with excitement. He felt the thickness of his cock pressing at his jeans. He smacked Castiel again, this time, his partner let out a yelp. Sam groaned and yanked at the zipper to free his aching dick. He stood up off the bed and kicked out of his jeans. He ripped the shirt over his head and climbed back up next to Castiel. "Look what you did to me, Cas." Sam held the weight of his arousal in his hand and offered it up to the angel to see. "You need to be punished for getting me this hot!" He let the throbbing cock fall from his hand and used it to assault Castiel's ass again. Sam watched as the angel's dick twitched and jumped underneath him. He reached under the angel and grabbed his erection.
"Sam!" Castiel jumped at the surprising touch. He rocked into the hunter's tight grasp. "Spank me again." Cas begged.
Sam leaned over and popped the angel's ass repeatedly as he continued to pump the dick in his hand. Castiel's mutters were incoherent as he rocked into the duel assault.
Suddenly Sam's hand was gone and the bed around Cas was shifting. He felt the hit of Sam's body behind him. Sam spread the still stinging cheeks of the angel's ass and slammed his hard dick into the waiting hole. Sam's breath came hot and heavy into Castiel's ear. The hunter's hand snaking back around to grab the angel's throbbing cock. "Cas, you are so bad. You get me so excited." Sam's breath was sharp, gutteral groans punctuated his words. "I gotta cum in you, Cas." His hips began to sputter. He began to thrust harder into the deep warmth of his lover. A sly smile played on the hunter's lips. "It's the only way you'll learn to be good."
Castiel could already feel the warmth spreading into his belly. He knew his release was close. He listened to Sam whisper in his ear. They sent his body reeling over the edge, finally shooting the white hot seed on the motel sheets underneath him. He felt the sudden heat fill explode from Sam and ooze down his thigh.
They untangled and retangled into an intimate embrace, Sam stroking lazy fingers through Cas's messy hair. "Sam," Cas's voice boomed in the small space between them. "I will never learn to be good. If that is how I am punished." Castiel felt the rumble of laughter in Sam's chest.
"I don't want you to be good, Cas." Sam kissed the top of the angel's head. "I want to keep punishing you."
"Calm down there, Prince Charming. Cinderella is still in the bathroom." Dean held the door open for Castiel to enter the motel room. "So I guess you and Sam have a . . . " Dean searched for the least offensive word.
"Date. Sam and I have a date." Castiel offered.
Dean shook his head. "I guess that's gonna have to do. I am on my way out. You two kids enjoy your pizza."
Dean slammed the door behind him leaving Cas in the center of the motel room holding his pizza box.
Sam walked out of the bathroom, a smile playing on his lips when he noticed Castiel. "Hello."
Cas cleared his throat and held up the pizza box. "Knock, knock."
Sam grinned. "Who's there?"
"Pizza man."
"Pizza man who?"
Cas cocked his head, confused. "No, take the box."
"Oh, sorry." Sam took the pizza box and noticed the lightness of it's weight.
"Oh," Cas seemed to feign surprise at the laptop on the bed. "Are you studying?"
"Yeah, I guess." Sam smirked.
"Is it biology? Maybe I could help?" Castiel pulled the buttons of his trench coat loose and revealed a small pair of black underwear that hugged the angel low on the hips.
"Wow!" Sam stared at the bare chest that peeked out from underneath the khaki fabric.
"I hope you are studying," Cas attempted a wink at the taller man. "Sex education."
Sam blew out an amused breath. "Hey Cas, are we gonna eat this pizza?"
"I don't have any pizza." Castiel flipped open the pizza box and pointed to the dvd box inside.
Sam read the title of the movie. "Spicy Sausage? This pizza man delivers more than pizza?"
"It's the story of a pizza man who helps a babysitter with her biology homework. He shows her all the possible orifices where she can put his dick." Cas caught Sam's hazel eye. "Oh, I'm sorry, have you seen it? Did I ruin the end for you?"
Sam laughed. "No, I haven't seen it. But it's okay."
Cas took the dvd out of the pizza box and handed it to Sam. "Good, could we watch it?"
The hunter took the movie and looked at his angel. "You. . . wanna watch porn with me."
Cas sat on the end of one of the beds and stared expectantly at the t.v. screen. "I have a few questions."
"Alright. I'll put it on the laptop." Sam placed the disc into his laptop and situated the screen on the edge of the opposite bed. He laid down on the bed and gestured for Cas to lay infront of him. They got comfortable, spooning on the bed as the movie began.
"Here is the part I tried." Castiel watched as the pizza man rang the doorbell of the babysitter. "I do not understand why she is in her underwear while she is caring for small children."
Sam's hand slipped into Cas's coat and brushed the soft cotton of his underwear. "It's a movie about people having sex. It's not gonna make sense."
Castiel watched intently at the action on the screen. The hunter took the opportunity to explore the delicate pale skin before him. He slid his hot palms down the plain of Cas's chest and stomach, enjoying the curve of his bellybutton and the dip at his hipbone.
The action on the screen was moving quickly the pizza man already having the young babysitter stripped of her nightie and panties. The angel pulled himself up as he watched. "Here Sam, I want to know about this." He turned bright shining blue eyes at the man behind him. The sight made Sam's breath hitch in his throat. He focused on the laptop and watched as the man pulled the girl onto his lap and began to slap her rear end. The girl squeeled with delight. "Why is he spanking her? Is she a bad babysitter?"
Sam watched the couple for a few more moments, feeling his dick rubbing into Castiel's back. "It . . . it feels good, Cas. She . . .is a bad babysitter, but he's spanking her because. . . she likes it."
Cas flipped to his stomach and tilted his head at Sam to contemplate what he was saying. Then he threw off his coat and hoisted his own ass into the air. The sight sending fireworks to Sam's cock. "Spank me, Sam!"
Sam swallowed noticeably drank in the angel rocking on all fours before him. "You want to be spanked?"
Cas looked at the screen again, ademently shaking his head. "And tell me I'm a bad boy. She likes that too."
Sam rose to his knees, his hand grazing the delicate skin of Cas's thighs as he went. The hunter wedged the soft black cotton of the angel's underwear up to reveal the delicate curve of skin on each cheek. He slapped the skin softly expecting the angel to protest.
The tilt of his head reversed, leaving Castiel looking at Sam instead of the laptop. "Harder." His voice seemed to have deepened.
Sam's hand met the skin again, a snapping sound filling the air around them. Before the angel had a chance to speak, Sam struck him again with a deafening pop, and thrusting his partner forward onto the bed. Sam froze for a moment, worried he had taken the game to far.
"Call me a bad boy. Tell me I need punished." Castiel's deep grovel muffled in the sheets. He offered up his rear again, wiggling it in the air to get Sam's attention.
But the wiggle wasn't necessary. Sam pulled the black underwear off of the angel and threw them onto the motel floor. Cas lay before him completely naked. A red handprint shining from the perfectly taut ass. "You're bad Cas! You are a bad boy." Sam's voice quivered with excitement. He felt the thickness of his cock pressing at his jeans. He smacked Castiel again, this time, his partner let out a yelp. Sam groaned and yanked at the zipper to free his aching dick. He stood up off the bed and kicked out of his jeans. He ripped the shirt over his head and climbed back up next to Castiel. "Look what you did to me, Cas." Sam held the weight of his arousal in his hand and offered it up to the angel to see. "You need to be punished for getting me this hot!" He let the throbbing cock fall from his hand and used it to assault Castiel's ass again. Sam watched as the angel's dick twitched and jumped underneath him. He reached under the angel and grabbed his erection.
"Sam!" Castiel jumped at the surprising touch. He rocked into the hunter's tight grasp. "Spank me again." Cas begged.
Sam leaned over and popped the angel's ass repeatedly as he continued to pump the dick in his hand. Castiel's mutters were incoherent as he rocked into the duel assault.
Suddenly Sam's hand was gone and the bed around Cas was shifting. He felt the hit of Sam's body behind him. Sam spread the still stinging cheeks of the angel's ass and slammed his hard dick into the waiting hole. Sam's breath came hot and heavy into Castiel's ear. The hunter's hand snaking back around to grab the angel's throbbing cock. "Cas, you are so bad. You get me so excited." Sam's breath was sharp, gutteral groans punctuated his words. "I gotta cum in you, Cas." His hips began to sputter. He began to thrust harder into the deep warmth of his lover. A sly smile played on the hunter's lips. "It's the only way you'll learn to be good."
Castiel could already feel the warmth spreading into his belly. He knew his release was close. He listened to Sam whisper in his ear. They sent his body reeling over the edge, finally shooting the white hot seed on the motel sheets underneath him. He felt the sudden heat fill explode from Sam and ooze down his thigh.
They untangled and retangled into an intimate embrace, Sam stroking lazy fingers through Cas's messy hair. "Sam," Cas's voice boomed in the small space between them. "I will never learn to be good. If that is how I am punished." Castiel felt the rumble of laughter in Sam's chest.
"I don't want you to be good, Cas." Sam kissed the top of the angel's head. "I want to keep punishing you."