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WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CONTAINS GRAPHIC SEX, EXTREME VIOLENCE AND THE RAPE OF MINORS, ALL TAKING PLACE IN A HIGH SCHOOL SETTING. WHILE IT DOES DEAL WITH THINGS THAT ARE GOING ON, {THOUGH NOT NECESSARILY ALL AT THE SAME TIME AND PLACE} IT SHOULD BE NOTED THAT THIS IS NOT MEANT FOR YOUNGER VIEWERS WITHOUT THE OK FROM WHOEVER IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THEM.
TITLE: Set The Fire Loose
PAIRING: Mention of Sam/Dean + Sam/OMC
SUMMARY: Sam and his lover came up with a plan. They've got the guns and the location. What they don't have, is a reason.
A/N: We all live under the illusion of safety. Yet the reality is we're all potential victims waiting for an attack of violence. The following is what happens when not only does that attack come along, but is also one that strips away the characters safety, and leaves them without the ability to move on and heal. It's important to understand that this is not meant to be entertainment nor is it based on actual events. By the end, the scariest thing is not what they've committed, but what they're capable of in the long run.
You can't hide from the bad things of the world, and justice isn't always granted. Hopefully, my first attempt at dark fic leaves ppl talking.
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"There's nothing I won't do for you Sam. Remember that"
"What about Dean?"
"I won't touch him. But Sam, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes"
"Then let's make sure we leave an impression. From here out, it's both of us together"
Sam gives him a glance.
"What?"
"It's just with you and me and the whole.....together thing, sometimes I wonder if I'm not using you"
"Everyone uses eachother in some way Sam. But you and me, it's good. Now what do we do with the guns?"
"We hide them in the basement"
"And then?"
"We make sure to have backup guns at the ready on the second floor in the empty lockers should we have any...trouble"
"And then?"
"We kill them"
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"It's over Sammy"
"Why?"
"You know why"
"Right. Did you come to this decison before or after Travis started spreading rumors?"
Dean doesn't answer.
"That's what I thought"
"Sam wait"
"No I get it. You're just too much of a coward to stand up for me"
"I don't know what else to do"
"Well that's not my problem. You want to be with or you don't, and from the way you kissed me that night, I'm gonna bet you do"
"Travis is one of my best friends. I've known him for years. Do you honestly think he'd make something like that up?"
"Travis is an asshole Dean. When are you figure it out? I'm tired of defending myself. I didn't cheat on you. I'm better than that. You know it. Besides, I don't see how you can use the word cheating when we haven't even been out on a godamn date yet"
"So that's all you have to say?"
"No Dean, that's all you have to say. Do what you want, I don't care"
"Guess you don't"
"Ya know one day you're gonna wake up and the pain will be so terrible you won't be able to take it. When that day comes, you're gonna wish you'd never listened to him. Because in that moment, you're gonna know he lied. And the only person you'll be able to blame is yourself"
Sam grabs Dean in one fluid moment and lays one on him, pushing him back to the wall.
"Goodbye Dean"
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He pulls to the front of the school. It's been 3 hours since he and Sam finished going over their plans. Now it was 9pm and he held the copy of the entrance key in hand. They had debated whether or not to drop the weapons off the night before or to carry them in the next morning.
"People might notice"
"Only if you make them"
But he came around and here they were.
"You're sure no one is here this late?"
"Don't you trust me Sam?"
"You know I do"
"Ok, let's go"
The security camera's at the back entrance are shutdown due to mechanical error so that's the entrance they had decided to use.
"It's so dark in here at night"
"You can hold my hand if you like"
Sam slips his hand into his.
"It's so warm"
"Yeah. Cause you're the one who warms me Sammy"
"So romantic"
"Only when it comes to you"
They reach the door to the basement. Once down the stairs, he and Sam lay the weapons out along the table. No one ever comes down here anymore except for the janitor and only on weekends.
"Now what?"
"Hmmmmm, basement guns are ready, locker guns are ready.."
"I love how you say the word 'guns' like that"
"Guns. Guns. Guns"
He nudges Sam's legs apart and steps through to the center.
"Always wanted to have a good fuck down here"
He nuzzles his lips against Sam's neck, eliciting a soft groan in response.
"All this darkness. Tell ya what, how about I turn on the sex lights and we take this a few steps further"
"Sex lights?" Sam says, not letting his hands drop from the hot body in front of him.
"MMMMhmmmm. I only call them that cause they're the kind of lights that's gonna get us in the mood"
He breaks away from Sam.
"Don't pout baby, I'm comin back for you"
When the lights are turned on, the whole basement lights up in a fiery red glow, it makes Sam think of hell.
"So if this is hell then....."
"I'm your devil. Now take it off Sam" he says, watching Sam slip his shirt above his head while he palms his cock.
"You look so wet up there"
"Really?"
"I want to take a taste"
He strips out of his own shirt, then flicks open his belt in a suggestive manner which has Sam shifting his hips up from where he sits on the table. He comes over and flicks his tongue up Sam from just above the start of his jeans right to his lips where he thrusts it inside the steaming heat of his mouth.
"God the things you make me want to do you" he says as he pauses to take a breath.
He begins to stroke up and down Sam's cock.
"Fuck!" Sam cries, raising his arms over his head to latch onto the pole. He has to buck up to get his hands all the way around it which gives his lover the power to tear his Jean down his legs at the same time, bringing his hardened cock straight in his mouth as his fingers draw lines around his naked flesh.
"I want to fuck you so hard"
"Please...."
"Spear you on my cock till I shoot inside you. When we fall the the floor, I'll do it again"
Sam is gasping. His body writhing.
Sam's cries of pleasure rise higher out loud. They can be heard all the way to the second floor of the school as his devil rips off his underpants, alternating between sucking him all the way down and stabbing his tongue inside. It's not an easy trick to master but the sounds he's hearing from Sam only urge him on. He uses his finges to cut into Sam's hipbone and shoves himself inside in one motion, pounding and pounding, telling Sam how much he wants to keep his cock locked inside for days. It becomes too much for Sam and he spills he sexual all over him and up into his mouth.
They fall to the ground as he told Sam they'd do and then he starts to ride Sam. The floor is cold. Dirty. Pieces of grime and dust catch along the drops of sweat running Sam's body as well as the body of his lover.
"I wanted you from the first time I saw you. All I wanted to do was fuck you in the shower and run my hands on you"
Faster and Faster Sam is ridden, his second orgasm on the way.
"FUCK! FUCK! GOD....FUCK ME!"
His lover begins cries of his own. His cock feeling the wet mositure of both his come and Sam's from the first round of orgasm. It's slick and some of it feels like it's drying, becoming a permant part of the both of them. Almost like being surrounded by a giant container of jelly except hotter. Sam is digging his grip into him, creating blood flow as he gets into a sitting type of position so he can thrust up while his lover pounds down.
When the heat of their sweat flows with the heat of their sex, they come for a second time.
"Uh-uh. We've got some more to do" he grunts out.
Sam's spreads his legs as far down as they can and his lover creates a vaccum and sucks him from his hole.
"Oh god....gonna...come.....AGAIN!"
His lover falls face first into Sam, smelling him, tasting him, not as fast as before but slow with languid motions while fingering him from the front. It makes his own cock stand up again and he begs Sam to take him in. Sam doesn't need to be asked twice. He gets down to the entrance and laps him like a hungry dog who hasn't eaten in a month. His lover pulls at his hair tightly, practically tearing it out.
"So fucking good"
But it's Sam turn to play. He yanks him to his feet and heaves him to the wall where fucks him for a good hour.
Once down, they walked naked back outside to the car, going at it again and then heading home where they do it in the shower.
"We've been practicing" Sam says, giving him a kiss, letting out a laugh at how many times they've come together in one night.
"Dean walking out was a great thing"
Sam nods his head. Sure there was a time when all he wanted was Dean. He was the only one to notice him until recently. But Dean turned him away only 2 weeks after the kiss incident as he liked to call it. Nevermind the fact that it was Dean who came to him.
All that was in the past. Not right away. Sam did have feeling after all, and when he was done taking out his anger on smashing various objects, getting 2 detentions and one shout out with a teacher in which Sam told him to get raped by a motherfucking gangbanger, ended up meeting his new guy.
They'd been together ever since. Mostly for sex until they came up with the plan.
"Sam...?"
"What?"
"Are you ever sorry?"
"About what?"
"Not trying to be with him again"
Sam turns his face upwards.
"Dean had his chance. I moved on. I might not want anything to happen to him but when I think of the person I want to blow at the end of the night, the end of the day, the start of the morning, the....."
"Ok I get it. You want me"
"I want you for more than just sex you know. I just don't want a huge mass commitment is all"
"So you'd consider it? A commitment"
"I'd consider it"
They smile at eachother, close their eyes and lay tangled in eachother's arms. Sam stopped using blankets on his bed the moment he realized how much he'd be using it when they were there and the feel of the spring breeze coming through the window was a nice calm for them.
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"You can stop this. All you have to do, is put the gun down"
"No"
"Sam listen to me"
"I'm done listening"
Sam fires the gun.
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Dean lied.
Sam wasn't the one who'd changed. He was. Sam had nothing to do with it.
"I'm telling you man, that guy is NOT your type. He spreads it for everyone"
That's what Travis had said.
"Do you really want to waste your time on a guy who's only pretending with you because no one else looks his way? I don't think so. Dean, you're a good guy, you don't need him. Now turn him loose"
Dean thought about it. He remembered the dance. He'd been drunk but he'd also been wanting to see what it would feel like to kiss Sam. There was just something about him. And what had started as a light peck on his part quickly turned to full on sex...of the lips and body grinding anyway. They hadn't actually taken off anything. Dean knew if they kept going, it would only be seconds before he'd be breached and the fact was, he barley knew Sam. It was too much too fast. Sam must have noticed because when he backed off to catch a breath, he saw how scared Dean looked.
"Hey. Are you ok?"
Dean didn't answer him. He just walked off and stayed away for awhile.
Maybe it was the wrong thing to do. But by the time Sam backed him into another corner after class, it was too late. Travis's words seemed to make more sense during the time he'd been avoiding Sam and though he hadn't actually seen him with any other guys nor had the impression that Sam was just using him that night, he was still scared of what might happen should their 'interest' switch to something dangerous. So Dean had lied and now they were out of eachother's lives.
He only saw the gun at first. Sam wasn't on his floor, he was on the second. But he knew with everything in him that the guy at the front of said gun wasn't working alone.
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"I just want to set the fire loose ya know. Show up with action"
"Why?"
"Does there have to be a reason?"
"You're the one everyone's been talking about Sam so you tell me. Is this a revenge thing on Dean? On the guy behind the rumors spread to Dean?"
"Fuck Dean"
"Could have"
His name was Trisyan. It had it's own ring to it that left Sam fascinated. The more he replayed it his head, the more it felt right. Sam and Trisyan, Sam and Trisyan. It fit. He was 17 like Sam and the lust was evident.
"So tell me Sam, what do you do for fun?"
A few minutes later and they were fucking on the roof.
"I've had my eye on you Sammy"
"I never saw you before"
"Cause you weren't paying attention. We're in the same gym class. You were slam dunking the ball, your shorts skimming down your hips. Or maybe it was the shirt riding up but either way, I noticed. Noticed in the showers to"
"You didn't make a move on me"
"You weren't ready for it"
"And now?"
"And now there's nothing I won't do for you. If it's a blaze you want, I'll help you"
That was the start of the plan.
They spent every minute together. If it wasn't planning, which hey, didn't take too long to plan anyway, it was spent rubbing or licking or swallowing. Any time they had left found them being quiet together. Holding eachother. It wasn't a romance in the standard way but it was so much more then just the feel of skin blending together in orgasmic bliss either.
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"I SAID GET THE FUCK DOWN! NOW!"
The bullet hit the side of her head. She screamed and ducked down.
"It's not me you should be afraid of darlin" he says touching her hair. Then he hits her in the face with the fun barrel and she's dead.
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"Dean. Such a pretty thing. I don't want to hurt you but well, stand and my way and I'm not above it"
He see's who at the front of the gun now.
"I lied. I swore to Sam I wouldn't touch you but you really can't blame me for the whole threat angle"
"What do you want?"
"I want you to admit you did wrong of course"
"He'll never admit that"
Dean turns his head to the side. Sam is standing there, gun held down from his hand. There's blood on it.
"What did you do Sam? What did you do?"
"Just some random chick. Suck is life"
"As fascinating as this is, where do we go from here Sam?"
"Set the fire loose trisyan"
He walks up and spins him into his body, lips meeting lips, guns both raised at Dean.
"Baby, do you really want to hurt him?"
"Sam no" Dean says, pleading with him.
"You just can't stop playing the victim card can you. It's so yesterday Dean"
"You can stop this. All you have to do, is put the gun down"
"No"
"Sam listen to me"
"I'm done listening"
Sam fires the gun.
It hits him.
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He's so beautiful.
Sam see's him at the dance first. In a really sexual way. He never told Dean that. Plus you don't ever want to be the one to say I noticed you first because it makes you seem sappy. At least this is what Sam would think of himself if he did admit it first. Which he doesn't.
Dean's the kind of guy everyone is immediatley smitten with. He's nice, funny, and very attractive. He doesn't loose his temper and he's always helping someone. Even if they're mean to him he somehow refuses to let it get him down. Sam thinks he might be part alien.
They've been in the same schools since they were kids. They've NEVER spoken. Something tells him they won't start either. Sam's noticed him before now, even been attracted to him before now, but not this hard, not till tonight.
Sam didn't want to go but he didn't want to stay home. Dean got wasted not that anyone cared and quite honestly, Sam thought it was hillarious. He didn't know Dean was the type to drink. Then they end up alone off in the corner near the gym entrance and suddenly they're all over eachother.
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"Remember when I said we'd kill them all?"
"How could I forget"
"I didn't even have a 'them'"
"No but you made it sound hot"
They've killed 8 people so far. Dean's still alive but barley. Sam wasn't ready to kill him just yet.
The other 6 deaths resulted in 3 massive shootings to slow bleeder area's, 1 gun rape with a shot up her pussy and 2 from beatdowns after they got the genius idea to go after Sam thinking he was the weaker one of them. Trisyan stepped up and took 1 down, no one touched his guy. The other one they beat up together, it was kinda of romantic they thought.
"It's weird how you're the one who didn't seem abnormal and I'm the one who seemed semi- abnormal but not so abnormal I'd actually kill anyone. Who'd have thought?"
"You just don't know these days tris"
"Tris kiss"
They had sex in the blood pool of the beating victims.
"Ever tried to fuck a dead guy?"
They end up having a four-some.
Such is life.
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Travis made it out. He saw the dead chick, checked to see if she was alive and got the hell out to call the police. He kept wondering if Dean was ok.
He didn't know who the offenders were and there were so many places they could be.
"There's dead people in my school" he said when 911 answered his cell call.
"Do you have any information on the offender?"
"No. But I think it's more than one. Please, you have to send help, One of my friends is still inside"
"Ok what about everyone else? Is the building full?"
"No. I mean yes, kind of, it was early release day. Most kids left to go eat lunch and go out, there's maybe about 40 or so in the building for practices and stuff"
"And where are most of these kids?"
"They're outside.Oh God, They're outside! Except for the handful that are "
"We're sending units over as we speak, I've called amubulances and the fire station. Do not enter the school or do anything until they get there, do you understand?"
"My friend..."
"Do not enter the school"
"Ok"
Travis hangs up and waits.
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"You're the only one for me"
"Don't say that"
"It's the truth"
"I know"
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Sam has fired shots down into the outside area from a side balcony off the upstairs teacher's lounge. He hits 10. The rest scatter too far out of his reach.
Trisyan gets a few in the drama room, those that don't die right away, he kicks in the head and shoots a bullet through their stomach. The guys, he shoots in the cock, the girls in the breasts. One girl he cuts them off of and proceeds to fuck it, first with his tongue then up his ass.
Sam watches him.
He's turned on and gun plays with trisyan. It's the last thing the victims see before they go.
They've moved Dean to the basement. He's chained up to a pipe. Sam got the idea chain his ankles a few inches off the ground and his arms to another pip close to the low part of the ceiling. In 10 minutes, they'll head back down to take the chain from his ankles and let him dangle. Then all bets are off.
Trisyan won't harm him unless he gets the ok from Sam and Sam in his own way has given it.
"I want him to watch us before we do anything"
"God are you never satisfied?"
"What can I say I'm a teen and I've got hormones. They way we do it makes me crazy. I can't stop"
Sam and Trisyan aren't poster children for violence. They aren't ignored at home, they haven't been in any abusive type situations, they haven't done drugs unless fucking counts as a drug. They've never harrassed anyone in school nor given anyone a reason to think that something dark was lurking down inside of them. When this is all over, people will try to find something, but they'll be at a loss. Closure won't come.
Sam and Trisyan aren't going to die here.
It's important to know that.
When they go back downstair and release Dean's ankles, the pin his eyes open and force him to watch their passion. They all keep their eyes on eachother and Dean throws up when Sam smiles at him like he's done nothing wrong. Or that he has and he likes it. Dean doesn't want to know. He thinks, if he had ended up with Sam, would he killing off everyone in trisyan's place? It terrifies him.
He mouth has been gagged. They did it after he threw up. He has to throw up again and he does, the vomit gets trapped between part of his mouth and they gag so he starts to choke a little. That's when Sam and Trisyan rape him with 2 guns while jerking themselves off and then lick him from both sides.
Tears have stopped streaming down his face. All he wants to is die. They let him down, haul his naked body to the cooking room and burn his cock on the stove. Then they shoot him 5 times and toss his body off the balcony overlooking the outside area. It was once a place to sit and enjoy a break. For teachers to chat while they ate and sipped warm cups of bad coffee. Now there's blood all over it. The balcony will be torn down.
Sam and Trisyan marvel at their days work. They hold hands and leave the building. Today wasn't about a certain amount of victims or even killing in general really. It was about 2 guys in love sticking together through everything. So they'll tell you if they ever bring the story up. And no one will believe them, they look so innocent, so happy. They'll think it's just a sick joke and they'll laugh with them. Because that's what you do. Sure Sam and Tris will leave out certain details which lessons the creep factor, maybe they'll even change things around and say Sam gave it to the chicks and Tris fucked him from behind. Maybe it's true and just wasn't mentioned. Maybe other things happened to. Either way, no one back home will find out. They've taken...precautions.
But some things, some things, they took with them.
-THE END
TITLE: Set The Fire Loose
PAIRING: Mention of Sam/Dean + Sam/OMC
SUMMARY: Sam and his lover came up with a plan. They've got the guns and the location. What they don't have, is a reason.
A/N: We all live under the illusion of safety. Yet the reality is we're all potential victims waiting for an attack of violence. The following is what happens when not only does that attack come along, but is also one that strips away the characters safety, and leaves them without the ability to move on and heal. It's important to understand that this is not meant to be entertainment nor is it based on actual events. By the end, the scariest thing is not what they've committed, but what they're capable of in the long run.
You can't hide from the bad things of the world, and justice isn't always granted. Hopefully, my first attempt at dark fic leaves ppl talking.
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"There's nothing I won't do for you Sam. Remember that"
"What about Dean?"
"I won't touch him. But Sam, are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes"
"Then let's make sure we leave an impression. From here out, it's both of us together"
Sam gives him a glance.
"What?"
"It's just with you and me and the whole.....together thing, sometimes I wonder if I'm not using you"
"Everyone uses eachother in some way Sam. But you and me, it's good. Now what do we do with the guns?"
"We hide them in the basement"
"And then?"
"We make sure to have backup guns at the ready on the second floor in the empty lockers should we have any...trouble"
"And then?"
"We kill them"
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"It's over Sammy"
"Why?"
"You know why"
"Right. Did you come to this decison before or after Travis started spreading rumors?"
Dean doesn't answer.
"That's what I thought"
"Sam wait"
"No I get it. You're just too much of a coward to stand up for me"
"I don't know what else to do"
"Well that's not my problem. You want to be with or you don't, and from the way you kissed me that night, I'm gonna bet you do"
"Travis is one of my best friends. I've known him for years. Do you honestly think he'd make something like that up?"
"Travis is an asshole Dean. When are you figure it out? I'm tired of defending myself. I didn't cheat on you. I'm better than that. You know it. Besides, I don't see how you can use the word cheating when we haven't even been out on a godamn date yet"
"So that's all you have to say?"
"No Dean, that's all you have to say. Do what you want, I don't care"
"Guess you don't"
"Ya know one day you're gonna wake up and the pain will be so terrible you won't be able to take it. When that day comes, you're gonna wish you'd never listened to him. Because in that moment, you're gonna know he lied. And the only person you'll be able to blame is yourself"
Sam grabs Dean in one fluid moment and lays one on him, pushing him back to the wall.
"Goodbye Dean"
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He pulls to the front of the school. It's been 3 hours since he and Sam finished going over their plans. Now it was 9pm and he held the copy of the entrance key in hand. They had debated whether or not to drop the weapons off the night before or to carry them in the next morning.
"People might notice"
"Only if you make them"
But he came around and here they were.
"You're sure no one is here this late?"
"Don't you trust me Sam?"
"You know I do"
"Ok, let's go"
The security camera's at the back entrance are shutdown due to mechanical error so that's the entrance they had decided to use.
"It's so dark in here at night"
"You can hold my hand if you like"
Sam slips his hand into his.
"It's so warm"
"Yeah. Cause you're the one who warms me Sammy"
"So romantic"
"Only when it comes to you"
They reach the door to the basement. Once down the stairs, he and Sam lay the weapons out along the table. No one ever comes down here anymore except for the janitor and only on weekends.
"Now what?"
"Hmmmmm, basement guns are ready, locker guns are ready.."
"I love how you say the word 'guns' like that"
"Guns. Guns. Guns"
He nudges Sam's legs apart and steps through to the center.
"Always wanted to have a good fuck down here"
He nuzzles his lips against Sam's neck, eliciting a soft groan in response.
"All this darkness. Tell ya what, how about I turn on the sex lights and we take this a few steps further"
"Sex lights?" Sam says, not letting his hands drop from the hot body in front of him.
"MMMMhmmmm. I only call them that cause they're the kind of lights that's gonna get us in the mood"
He breaks away from Sam.
"Don't pout baby, I'm comin back for you"
When the lights are turned on, the whole basement lights up in a fiery red glow, it makes Sam think of hell.
"So if this is hell then....."
"I'm your devil. Now take it off Sam" he says, watching Sam slip his shirt above his head while he palms his cock.
"You look so wet up there"
"Really?"
"I want to take a taste"
He strips out of his own shirt, then flicks open his belt in a suggestive manner which has Sam shifting his hips up from where he sits on the table. He comes over and flicks his tongue up Sam from just above the start of his jeans right to his lips where he thrusts it inside the steaming heat of his mouth.
"God the things you make me want to do you" he says as he pauses to take a breath.
He begins to stroke up and down Sam's cock.
"Fuck!" Sam cries, raising his arms over his head to latch onto the pole. He has to buck up to get his hands all the way around it which gives his lover the power to tear his Jean down his legs at the same time, bringing his hardened cock straight in his mouth as his fingers draw lines around his naked flesh.
"I want to fuck you so hard"
"Please...."
"Spear you on my cock till I shoot inside you. When we fall the the floor, I'll do it again"
Sam is gasping. His body writhing.
Sam's cries of pleasure rise higher out loud. They can be heard all the way to the second floor of the school as his devil rips off his underpants, alternating between sucking him all the way down and stabbing his tongue inside. It's not an easy trick to master but the sounds he's hearing from Sam only urge him on. He uses his finges to cut into Sam's hipbone and shoves himself inside in one motion, pounding and pounding, telling Sam how much he wants to keep his cock locked inside for days. It becomes too much for Sam and he spills he sexual all over him and up into his mouth.
They fall to the ground as he told Sam they'd do and then he starts to ride Sam. The floor is cold. Dirty. Pieces of grime and dust catch along the drops of sweat running Sam's body as well as the body of his lover.
"I wanted you from the first time I saw you. All I wanted to do was fuck you in the shower and run my hands on you"
Faster and Faster Sam is ridden, his second orgasm on the way.
"FUCK! FUCK! GOD....FUCK ME!"
His lover begins cries of his own. His cock feeling the wet mositure of both his come and Sam's from the first round of orgasm. It's slick and some of it feels like it's drying, becoming a permant part of the both of them. Almost like being surrounded by a giant container of jelly except hotter. Sam is digging his grip into him, creating blood flow as he gets into a sitting type of position so he can thrust up while his lover pounds down.
When the heat of their sweat flows with the heat of their sex, they come for a second time.
"Uh-uh. We've got some more to do" he grunts out.
Sam's spreads his legs as far down as they can and his lover creates a vaccum and sucks him from his hole.
"Oh god....gonna...come.....AGAIN!"
His lover falls face first into Sam, smelling him, tasting him, not as fast as before but slow with languid motions while fingering him from the front. It makes his own cock stand up again and he begs Sam to take him in. Sam doesn't need to be asked twice. He gets down to the entrance and laps him like a hungry dog who hasn't eaten in a month. His lover pulls at his hair tightly, practically tearing it out.
"So fucking good"
But it's Sam turn to play. He yanks him to his feet and heaves him to the wall where fucks him for a good hour.
Once down, they walked naked back outside to the car, going at it again and then heading home where they do it in the shower.
"We've been practicing" Sam says, giving him a kiss, letting out a laugh at how many times they've come together in one night.
"Dean walking out was a great thing"
Sam nods his head. Sure there was a time when all he wanted was Dean. He was the only one to notice him until recently. But Dean turned him away only 2 weeks after the kiss incident as he liked to call it. Nevermind the fact that it was Dean who came to him.
All that was in the past. Not right away. Sam did have feeling after all, and when he was done taking out his anger on smashing various objects, getting 2 detentions and one shout out with a teacher in which Sam told him to get raped by a motherfucking gangbanger, ended up meeting his new guy.
They'd been together ever since. Mostly for sex until they came up with the plan.
"Sam...?"
"What?"
"Are you ever sorry?"
"About what?"
"Not trying to be with him again"
Sam turns his face upwards.
"Dean had his chance. I moved on. I might not want anything to happen to him but when I think of the person I want to blow at the end of the night, the end of the day, the start of the morning, the....."
"Ok I get it. You want me"
"I want you for more than just sex you know. I just don't want a huge mass commitment is all"
"So you'd consider it? A commitment"
"I'd consider it"
They smile at eachother, close their eyes and lay tangled in eachother's arms. Sam stopped using blankets on his bed the moment he realized how much he'd be using it when they were there and the feel of the spring breeze coming through the window was a nice calm for them.
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"You can stop this. All you have to do, is put the gun down"
"No"
"Sam listen to me"
"I'm done listening"
Sam fires the gun.
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Dean lied.
Sam wasn't the one who'd changed. He was. Sam had nothing to do with it.
"I'm telling you man, that guy is NOT your type. He spreads it for everyone"
That's what Travis had said.
"Do you really want to waste your time on a guy who's only pretending with you because no one else looks his way? I don't think so. Dean, you're a good guy, you don't need him. Now turn him loose"
Dean thought about it. He remembered the dance. He'd been drunk but he'd also been wanting to see what it would feel like to kiss Sam. There was just something about him. And what had started as a light peck on his part quickly turned to full on sex...of the lips and body grinding anyway. They hadn't actually taken off anything. Dean knew if they kept going, it would only be seconds before he'd be breached and the fact was, he barley knew Sam. It was too much too fast. Sam must have noticed because when he backed off to catch a breath, he saw how scared Dean looked.
"Hey. Are you ok?"
Dean didn't answer him. He just walked off and stayed away for awhile.
Maybe it was the wrong thing to do. But by the time Sam backed him into another corner after class, it was too late. Travis's words seemed to make more sense during the time he'd been avoiding Sam and though he hadn't actually seen him with any other guys nor had the impression that Sam was just using him that night, he was still scared of what might happen should their 'interest' switch to something dangerous. So Dean had lied and now they were out of eachother's lives.
He only saw the gun at first. Sam wasn't on his floor, he was on the second. But he knew with everything in him that the guy at the front of said gun wasn't working alone.
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"I just want to set the fire loose ya know. Show up with action"
"Why?"
"Does there have to be a reason?"
"You're the one everyone's been talking about Sam so you tell me. Is this a revenge thing on Dean? On the guy behind the rumors spread to Dean?"
"Fuck Dean"
"Could have"
His name was Trisyan. It had it's own ring to it that left Sam fascinated. The more he replayed it his head, the more it felt right. Sam and Trisyan, Sam and Trisyan. It fit. He was 17 like Sam and the lust was evident.
"So tell me Sam, what do you do for fun?"
A few minutes later and they were fucking on the roof.
"I've had my eye on you Sammy"
"I never saw you before"
"Cause you weren't paying attention. We're in the same gym class. You were slam dunking the ball, your shorts skimming down your hips. Or maybe it was the shirt riding up but either way, I noticed. Noticed in the showers to"
"You didn't make a move on me"
"You weren't ready for it"
"And now?"
"And now there's nothing I won't do for you. If it's a blaze you want, I'll help you"
That was the start of the plan.
They spent every minute together. If it wasn't planning, which hey, didn't take too long to plan anyway, it was spent rubbing or licking or swallowing. Any time they had left found them being quiet together. Holding eachother. It wasn't a romance in the standard way but it was so much more then just the feel of skin blending together in orgasmic bliss either.
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"I SAID GET THE FUCK DOWN! NOW!"
The bullet hit the side of her head. She screamed and ducked down.
"It's not me you should be afraid of darlin" he says touching her hair. Then he hits her in the face with the fun barrel and she's dead.
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"Dean. Such a pretty thing. I don't want to hurt you but well, stand and my way and I'm not above it"
He see's who at the front of the gun now.
"I lied. I swore to Sam I wouldn't touch you but you really can't blame me for the whole threat angle"
"What do you want?"
"I want you to admit you did wrong of course"
"He'll never admit that"
Dean turns his head to the side. Sam is standing there, gun held down from his hand. There's blood on it.
"What did you do Sam? What did you do?"
"Just some random chick. Suck is life"
"As fascinating as this is, where do we go from here Sam?"
"Set the fire loose trisyan"
He walks up and spins him into his body, lips meeting lips, guns both raised at Dean.
"Baby, do you really want to hurt him?"
"Sam no" Dean says, pleading with him.
"You just can't stop playing the victim card can you. It's so yesterday Dean"
"You can stop this. All you have to do, is put the gun down"
"No"
"Sam listen to me"
"I'm done listening"
Sam fires the gun.
It hits him.
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He's so beautiful.
Sam see's him at the dance first. In a really sexual way. He never told Dean that. Plus you don't ever want to be the one to say I noticed you first because it makes you seem sappy. At least this is what Sam would think of himself if he did admit it first. Which he doesn't.
Dean's the kind of guy everyone is immediatley smitten with. He's nice, funny, and very attractive. He doesn't loose his temper and he's always helping someone. Even if they're mean to him he somehow refuses to let it get him down. Sam thinks he might be part alien.
They've been in the same schools since they were kids. They've NEVER spoken. Something tells him they won't start either. Sam's noticed him before now, even been attracted to him before now, but not this hard, not till tonight.
Sam didn't want to go but he didn't want to stay home. Dean got wasted not that anyone cared and quite honestly, Sam thought it was hillarious. He didn't know Dean was the type to drink. Then they end up alone off in the corner near the gym entrance and suddenly they're all over eachother.
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"Remember when I said we'd kill them all?"
"How could I forget"
"I didn't even have a 'them'"
"No but you made it sound hot"
They've killed 8 people so far. Dean's still alive but barley. Sam wasn't ready to kill him just yet.
The other 6 deaths resulted in 3 massive shootings to slow bleeder area's, 1 gun rape with a shot up her pussy and 2 from beatdowns after they got the genius idea to go after Sam thinking he was the weaker one of them. Trisyan stepped up and took 1 down, no one touched his guy. The other one they beat up together, it was kinda of romantic they thought.
"It's weird how you're the one who didn't seem abnormal and I'm the one who seemed semi- abnormal but not so abnormal I'd actually kill anyone. Who'd have thought?"
"You just don't know these days tris"
"Tris kiss"
They had sex in the blood pool of the beating victims.
"Ever tried to fuck a dead guy?"
They end up having a four-some.
Such is life.
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Travis made it out. He saw the dead chick, checked to see if she was alive and got the hell out to call the police. He kept wondering if Dean was ok.
He didn't know who the offenders were and there were so many places they could be.
"There's dead people in my school" he said when 911 answered his cell call.
"Do you have any information on the offender?"
"No. But I think it's more than one. Please, you have to send help, One of my friends is still inside"
"Ok what about everyone else? Is the building full?"
"No. I mean yes, kind of, it was early release day. Most kids left to go eat lunch and go out, there's maybe about 40 or so in the building for practices and stuff"
"And where are most of these kids?"
"They're outside.Oh God, They're outside! Except for the handful that are "
"We're sending units over as we speak, I've called amubulances and the fire station. Do not enter the school or do anything until they get there, do you understand?"
"My friend..."
"Do not enter the school"
"Ok"
Travis hangs up and waits.
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"You're the only one for me"
"Don't say that"
"It's the truth"
"I know"
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Sam has fired shots down into the outside area from a side balcony off the upstairs teacher's lounge. He hits 10. The rest scatter too far out of his reach.
Trisyan gets a few in the drama room, those that don't die right away, he kicks in the head and shoots a bullet through their stomach. The guys, he shoots in the cock, the girls in the breasts. One girl he cuts them off of and proceeds to fuck it, first with his tongue then up his ass.
Sam watches him.
He's turned on and gun plays with trisyan. It's the last thing the victims see before they go.
They've moved Dean to the basement. He's chained up to a pipe. Sam got the idea chain his ankles a few inches off the ground and his arms to another pip close to the low part of the ceiling. In 10 minutes, they'll head back down to take the chain from his ankles and let him dangle. Then all bets are off.
Trisyan won't harm him unless he gets the ok from Sam and Sam in his own way has given it.
"I want him to watch us before we do anything"
"God are you never satisfied?"
"What can I say I'm a teen and I've got hormones. They way we do it makes me crazy. I can't stop"
Sam and Trisyan aren't poster children for violence. They aren't ignored at home, they haven't been in any abusive type situations, they haven't done drugs unless fucking counts as a drug. They've never harrassed anyone in school nor given anyone a reason to think that something dark was lurking down inside of them. When this is all over, people will try to find something, but they'll be at a loss. Closure won't come.
Sam and Trisyan aren't going to die here.
It's important to know that.
When they go back downstair and release Dean's ankles, the pin his eyes open and force him to watch their passion. They all keep their eyes on eachother and Dean throws up when Sam smiles at him like he's done nothing wrong. Or that he has and he likes it. Dean doesn't want to know. He thinks, if he had ended up with Sam, would he killing off everyone in trisyan's place? It terrifies him.
He mouth has been gagged. They did it after he threw up. He has to throw up again and he does, the vomit gets trapped between part of his mouth and they gag so he starts to choke a little. That's when Sam and Trisyan rape him with 2 guns while jerking themselves off and then lick him from both sides.
Tears have stopped streaming down his face. All he wants to is die. They let him down, haul his naked body to the cooking room and burn his cock on the stove. Then they shoot him 5 times and toss his body off the balcony overlooking the outside area. It was once a place to sit and enjoy a break. For teachers to chat while they ate and sipped warm cups of bad coffee. Now there's blood all over it. The balcony will be torn down.
Sam and Trisyan marvel at their days work. They hold hands and leave the building. Today wasn't about a certain amount of victims or even killing in general really. It was about 2 guys in love sticking together through everything. So they'll tell you if they ever bring the story up. And no one will believe them, they look so innocent, so happy. They'll think it's just a sick joke and they'll laugh with them. Because that's what you do. Sure Sam and Tris will leave out certain details which lessons the creep factor, maybe they'll even change things around and say Sam gave it to the chicks and Tris fucked him from behind. Maybe it's true and just wasn't mentioned. Maybe other things happened to. Either way, no one back home will find out. They've taken...precautions.
But some things, some things, they took with them.
-THE END