Adam Lambert is a sex fairy, Y/Y?
There's something about him that makes me want to slash him with...oh, just about everyone. Oh right, it's all his sexiness, mmm. I feel this one could use a bit more glitter and sex, but this is all I got.
Title: Let Me Entertain ya 'til You Scream
Word count: ~2300
Pairings: Adam/Dean, Adam/Sam, Dean/Sam.
Rating: totally NC-17 for sex and some language.
Things were pretty good, his brother’s hand putting just the right amount of rough pressure on his cock, then slipping behind to finger at his hole…
Dean rolled off and exhaled sharply in frustration.
“Hey, Dean, come on…”
“Don’t try to make me feel better Sam, both of us know it’s not really working. I think you’re doing everything you should, but seriously, the sex sucks. Something happens between the foreplay and the actual,” here Dean made a crude hand gesture that left no doubt as to what he meant, “that just…I don’t even know.”
“I thought we were doing everything right,” Sam said quietly.
“So did I! The fingering’s not bad, but your dick in my ass just isn’t as fun as it apparently should be. And what happened that first time is better left unsaid.” Dean runs a hand through his hair in frustration. “We’re both hot, the sex should be amazing. But it’s not. And we’ve tried. It’s not like there’s a sex fairy that shows up and teaches you how to have good sex!” he ranted.
“You rang?” came a voice from behind them. Sam and Dean spun around to find…
Well. It would be rather difficult to describe the apparition before them. Shiny was the first word to come to mind. He looked like a fairy, sparkling dust and metallic blue wings and all - but the black leather outfit decorated with studs and shiny chains made Dean’s brain go bzuh? And then there was the bright blue eyes rimmed in kohl and swooping out into shimmery purple eyeshadow. And you couldn’t forget the hair of course - his black hair was shaped into a defiant Elvis-like pompadour shot through with blue.
“Wha?...Who the fuck are you?” Sam sputtered out.
“No need to be hostile, guys, you’re the one that requested my presence,” he held up his arms placatingly. “You did want a sex fairy, right? My name’s Adam,” he smiled at them.
He hopped down from the table he’d been sitting on. Standing, the form-fitting leather pants were absolutely obscene, the lace-up fly contouring snugly over his package. If you’d had that package delivered to your door, you’d be very happy indeed.
Sam’s mouth worked soundlessly. “Wait…you look familiar…” he scrunched up his face. “Weren’t you on American Idol?”
Adam grinned. “Yep, that’s me!” He gave Dean a wry look in response to his incredulous expression. “What, fairies can’t have day jobs?”
“As rock stars?”
“Okay, you talk too much. You’ll be shutting up now while I rock your world.” He waved a hand and after the sparkles cleared from his eyes, Dean could see that he and the now wingless Adam were somewhere else and Sam was nowhere in sight.
Dean lunged at Adam but he froze the elder Winchester brother in place. “Chill out man, we’re at my place. Sam’s downstairs, I didn’t think you’re the exhibitionist/voyeuristic type.”
Dean relaxed.
“Awesome! Now Dean, show me what you got.”
They started kissing, not too slow, just the perfect amount of insistent.
Dean broke it off briefly. “We’re fine with foreplay, we’ve done probably nearly everything short of actual ass-fucking.”
Adam laughed. “Aww, I doubt you’ve done everything, but I’ll stick with the basics for your sakes.”
Things soon got heated, and they ended up on their sides as they made out on the bed. He kept up the caresses, stroking along his side, and then his clothes dissolved. Pure want flooded into Dean from where they’d touched. Okay. Sex fairy. He could roll with that.
Adam sat up to admire the man he currently had in his bed. He wasn’t his usual type, but there was no denying Dean was hot hot HOT. He was just as tall as Adam, with a nice dusting of freckles, and amazing muscle tone.
Adam made a pleased noise from where he was kneeling, acquainting himself with Dean’s cock. He stroked over Dean’s abs, tongue following over ridges of muscle, pausing to lick at the crease between torso and thigh. He smiled a little at the twitch that elicited.
“So you’re uncut, huh? Don’t see much of that these days, except a couple of times when I was on tour.” Nimble fingers easily slid back the foreskin and a clever tongue reminded Dean once again how sensitive things were. Dean really did have a great cock, long and thick - not quite as big as Adam’s, but hey, few were.
Adam was most definitely a sex fairy, Dean had decided - he’d never gotten a blowjob like this before. Perfect suction and pressure, and oh, hello, Adam’s fingers were slick and massaging Dean’s hole. He hadn’t quite signed up for this, but what the hell, it felt really damn good. Dean just relished the pleasure as he was sucked expertly, with two slick fingers in his ass that soon turned to three.
Much as he was loath to lose the warmth of Adam’s skilled mouth, Dean knew where this was going. He pulled Adam up, kissing him fiercely, not even noticing the glitter that was blanketing them both.
He was talking, remarkably coherent, but hey, sex fairy. “I do hope you noted that prep is key here. You’ll need some to stretch him out, maybe play with his ass a little to get him even more fired up.”
“Okay, got it.” Dean pushed at his shoulder. “Can you…?” Adam was quite intuitive, rolling with him so that Dean was straddling his lap.
Dean wiggled again, settling. Mmm. By the feel of it, it was definitely at least as big as Dean’s own. It really felt pretty good - the fullness, the sensation of being stretched.
“It’s good, isn’t it,” Adam said, sparkling blue eyes watching from under dark eyelashes as Dean rode him. “Ooo, I knew I had you pegged, you’re toppy alright,” he said, smiling brightly, then moaned as Dean clenched around him.
Dean leaned down to kiss him, the well-controlled motions of his hips driving Adam crazy as he kissed him and mouthed at his neck, relishing the feel and sound of his moans.
Dean was a fast learner, and it wasn’t long before they were both coming.
“Damn, you sure you’re not a porn star, Dean?” Adam exclaimed, messing around with the slickness on their stomachs. “That’s a pretty big load.” He had to admit, he was impressed.
They lay next to each other for a little while, just recovering. Dean wasn’t feeling nearly as drained as he’d expected, but hey, sex fairy!
“That was…” was all he managed to put into words. Adam just propped his head up on his arm, and smiled down at Dean.
“Yeah. Now hurry up and recover, I’ve gotta see what you learned about topping.” Adam had wickedness all over his face.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Under his caresses, Dean recovered pretty damn quickly. Soon enough, he had Adam squirming with three lube-slick fingers in his ass while they kissed.
“On your knees,” Dean said when he judged that Adam had had enough. Adam smirked like he knew exactly was going to happen, and moved into a really rather attractive pose on hands and knees. Dean draped himself over his back, kissing his shoulders, cock nudging between Adam’s legs.
Adam thrust backwards into Dean’s slow slide, and he was sheathed fully in tight heat. Adam moaned. “Been paying attention, then,” he stated breathlessly. Dean smiled against his neck and just rolled his hips again.
“You’re loving this, aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” Adam gasped out as Dean fucked in hard. “I don’t usually go for this, but damn, its guys like you that make it worth it,” he told him, note of pride in his voice.
With a newfound sexual confidence, Dean drove forward, intent on bringing on as much pleasure as he could to both of them. Adam was wonderfully tight and made some really great noises.
Dean was hardly one to neglect a partner, so he firmed up his strokes on Adam’s dick (which yeah, was a little bigger than his, goddamn!) as he thrust in, and very soon Adam was coming, clenching around Dean and leading him into his own orgasm.
They lay there for a while, just catching their breath. Adam propped his head up on his hand and gazed at Dean, who had dozed off, helped along by a little magic. Ooo, these Winchesters were handsome, Adam thought as he admired the tall hunter.
This one learned well. It was a great feeling, knowing that he was the one that had helped him fully realize the sensual aspects of his life, that great sex would be had when before it…wasn’t, so put it mildly.
Adam stretched luxuriously, then got up. He still had Sam to take care of, after all.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
“Hey Sam,” greeted Adam. With his hair and boots, they were pretty much matched in height.
Sam looked at Adam. He was definitely handsome - the leather vest showed off some nice arms, and the pants really didn’t leave much to the imagination. As Dean had found out, his personality was magnetic and very sensual.
Adam examined him in turn for a little while. Sam was tall and lean and pretty much the opposite of his regular type. Still totally hot though. Those clothes really had to go though.
His method started out similarly to the approach he took with Sam’s brother - kissing and stroking, dissolving away those horrid plaid shirts. It was a cute look on Kris, but those Winchester boys could do so much better.
They kissed for a while. Adam kinda liked the feeling of so much man all laid out under him, all his to touch.
“Now, show me what you usually do,” Adam told him with a quirk of the lips.
Sam was kinda hesitant at first. The kisses were a bit more forceful, but nothing too special yet. Then Sam grabbed Adam and rolled them over, slamming him into the mattress.
Well, at least that was what he tried to do anyway. There was some pleasant rubbing going on, and Sam’s cock felt rather nice between his thighs, but Sam didn’t have any rhythm. It was frustrating.
Sam’s usual moves didn’t work here at all. The younger Winchester was a little taller, but Adam was still a solid, well-built guy.
Adam pulled back and nodded. “Okay, I see the problem here. You’re desperate for it, and think you can pull off the same shit you do with women. That growly, slammy approach just doesn’t work with someone that’s just as big and strong as you.”
Sam looked a bit flabbergasted. He was smart, but some things apparently eluded him.
Adam patted his cheek. “Yah, I get that look from my partners sometimes. I am pretty amazing. And my dick is huge. Now, on your knees.”
Sam did much better with blowjobs. He did have a big mouth. At least the foreplay wasn’t so bad.
Adam let the pleasure build for a little while, then tugged Sam upwards to kiss him again, letting glitter cover them both.
“Hands on the headboard,” he commanded, pleased when Sam stretched his shimmering body, arms grasping for a handhold like he knew what was coming. “Just hold on until it’s over,” Adam murmured to him.
Sam’s moans and gasps as the thick head of Adam’s huge cock nudged in were delicious. The sight of his slick, stretched pink rim was very nice indeed. Adam would remember this for a while - he just loved how this stupidly tall, buff dude just lost it when he was being filled with dick.
“Apparently all you need is a good ass-fucking. You’re not the first one I’ve seen that’s like this. Kinda controlling, a little selfish even - but you love getting your ass reamed. Oh, this is fabulous. Look at you. Just like my ex, Brad. He’s an adorable little twink, and you’re a freakishly tall monster hunter that could probably bench press at least two of him - but you’re both big greedy bottoms, aching for a nice thick cock to fill you up.” Adam punctuated his words with long leisurely thrusts. Sam clenched around him at his dirty words, only able to moan in response as Adam jerked him off.
“Bet you can’t wait until its Dean doing this to you, huh Sam?” Adam whispered into his ear as he switched gears and started fucking him in earnest, thrusting in deep and fast.
“He’s got a great dick. He’ll fill you up so good. I know you’ll love it, stuffed full of his cock, your ass slick with his cum.”
At those words, Sam came - no doubt it was the thought of his brother that finally did it for him. The fluttering of Sam’s ass around his cock brought Adam off shortly after.
They sprawled out on the bed, quite spent, skin shiny with sweat and glitter.
Adam slipped out of the bed when he was sure Sam was asleep. He stretched luxuriously, wings spreading, then folded them down. His work here was done.
He dressed, and once that was done, popped Dean into the bed next to his brother and sent them on their way.
Not too long after the Winchesters’ adventure with Adam Lambert…
Adam had really changed their sex life. He’d popped in a couple of times with suggestions on toys, but that was it. There was no need. Sam and Dean had truly taken his lessons to heart, and were fucking like bunnies.
“This is exactly what you needed, izzin it, Sammy?” Dean asked his brother huskily as he thrust home once again, eliciting more little gasps and moans.
Sam was a bit busy to be able to respond to the query coherently, as he was quite occupied with writhing in pleasure on his brother’s cock, pinned by Dean’s weight.
There was certainly less glitter involved now, but every single time, it was satisfying and just beautiful.
Sam moaned again as Dean fucked him, hole swollen and slick. This was his brother. They could go on forever as long as they had each other.
Title: Let Me Entertain ya 'til You Scream
Word count: ~2300
Pairings: Adam/Dean, Adam/Sam, Dean/Sam.
Rating: totally NC-17 for sex and some language.
Things were pretty good, his brother’s hand putting just the right amount of rough pressure on his cock, then slipping behind to finger at his hole…
Dean rolled off and exhaled sharply in frustration.
“Hey, Dean, come on…”
“Don’t try to make me feel better Sam, both of us know it’s not really working. I think you’re doing everything you should, but seriously, the sex sucks. Something happens between the foreplay and the actual,” here Dean made a crude hand gesture that left no doubt as to what he meant, “that just…I don’t even know.”
“I thought we were doing everything right,” Sam said quietly.
“So did I! The fingering’s not bad, but your dick in my ass just isn’t as fun as it apparently should be. And what happened that first time is better left unsaid.” Dean runs a hand through his hair in frustration. “We’re both hot, the sex should be amazing. But it’s not. And we’ve tried. It’s not like there’s a sex fairy that shows up and teaches you how to have good sex!” he ranted.
“You rang?” came a voice from behind them. Sam and Dean spun around to find…
Well. It would be rather difficult to describe the apparition before them. Shiny was the first word to come to mind. He looked like a fairy, sparkling dust and metallic blue wings and all - but the black leather outfit decorated with studs and shiny chains made Dean’s brain go bzuh? And then there was the bright blue eyes rimmed in kohl and swooping out into shimmery purple eyeshadow. And you couldn’t forget the hair of course - his black hair was shaped into a defiant Elvis-like pompadour shot through with blue.
“Wha?...Who the fuck are you?” Sam sputtered out.
“No need to be hostile, guys, you’re the one that requested my presence,” he held up his arms placatingly. “You did want a sex fairy, right? My name’s Adam,” he smiled at them.
He hopped down from the table he’d been sitting on. Standing, the form-fitting leather pants were absolutely obscene, the lace-up fly contouring snugly over his package. If you’d had that package delivered to your door, you’d be very happy indeed.
Sam’s mouth worked soundlessly. “Wait…you look familiar…” he scrunched up his face. “Weren’t you on American Idol?”
Adam grinned. “Yep, that’s me!” He gave Dean a wry look in response to his incredulous expression. “What, fairies can’t have day jobs?”
“As rock stars?”
“Okay, you talk too much. You’ll be shutting up now while I rock your world.” He waved a hand and after the sparkles cleared from his eyes, Dean could see that he and the now wingless Adam were somewhere else and Sam was nowhere in sight.
Dean lunged at Adam but he froze the elder Winchester brother in place. “Chill out man, we’re at my place. Sam’s downstairs, I didn’t think you’re the exhibitionist/voyeuristic type.”
Dean relaxed.
“Awesome! Now Dean, show me what you got.”
They started kissing, not too slow, just the perfect amount of insistent.
Dean broke it off briefly. “We’re fine with foreplay, we’ve done probably nearly everything short of actual ass-fucking.”
Adam laughed. “Aww, I doubt you’ve done everything, but I’ll stick with the basics for your sakes.”
Things soon got heated, and they ended up on their sides as they made out on the bed. He kept up the caresses, stroking along his side, and then his clothes dissolved. Pure want flooded into Dean from where they’d touched. Okay. Sex fairy. He could roll with that.
Adam sat up to admire the man he currently had in his bed. He wasn’t his usual type, but there was no denying Dean was hot hot HOT. He was just as tall as Adam, with a nice dusting of freckles, and amazing muscle tone.
Adam made a pleased noise from where he was kneeling, acquainting himself with Dean’s cock. He stroked over Dean’s abs, tongue following over ridges of muscle, pausing to lick at the crease between torso and thigh. He smiled a little at the twitch that elicited.
“So you’re uncut, huh? Don’t see much of that these days, except a couple of times when I was on tour.” Nimble fingers easily slid back the foreskin and a clever tongue reminded Dean once again how sensitive things were. Dean really did have a great cock, long and thick - not quite as big as Adam’s, but hey, few were.
Adam was most definitely a sex fairy, Dean had decided - he’d never gotten a blowjob like this before. Perfect suction and pressure, and oh, hello, Adam’s fingers were slick and massaging Dean’s hole. He hadn’t quite signed up for this, but what the hell, it felt really damn good. Dean just relished the pleasure as he was sucked expertly, with two slick fingers in his ass that soon turned to three.
Much as he was loath to lose the warmth of Adam’s skilled mouth, Dean knew where this was going. He pulled Adam up, kissing him fiercely, not even noticing the glitter that was blanketing them both.
He was talking, remarkably coherent, but hey, sex fairy. “I do hope you noted that prep is key here. You’ll need some to stretch him out, maybe play with his ass a little to get him even more fired up.”
“Okay, got it.” Dean pushed at his shoulder. “Can you…?” Adam was quite intuitive, rolling with him so that Dean was straddling his lap.
Dean wiggled again, settling. Mmm. By the feel of it, it was definitely at least as big as Dean’s own. It really felt pretty good - the fullness, the sensation of being stretched.
“It’s good, isn’t it,” Adam said, sparkling blue eyes watching from under dark eyelashes as Dean rode him. “Ooo, I knew I had you pegged, you’re toppy alright,” he said, smiling brightly, then moaned as Dean clenched around him.
Dean leaned down to kiss him, the well-controlled motions of his hips driving Adam crazy as he kissed him and mouthed at his neck, relishing the feel and sound of his moans.
Dean was a fast learner, and it wasn’t long before they were both coming.
“Damn, you sure you’re not a porn star, Dean?” Adam exclaimed, messing around with the slickness on their stomachs. “That’s a pretty big load.” He had to admit, he was impressed.
They lay next to each other for a little while, just recovering. Dean wasn’t feeling nearly as drained as he’d expected, but hey, sex fairy!
“That was…” was all he managed to put into words. Adam just propped his head up on his arm, and smiled down at Dean.
“Yeah. Now hurry up and recover, I’ve gotta see what you learned about topping.” Adam had wickedness all over his face.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Under his caresses, Dean recovered pretty damn quickly. Soon enough, he had Adam squirming with three lube-slick fingers in his ass while they kissed.
“On your knees,” Dean said when he judged that Adam had had enough. Adam smirked like he knew exactly was going to happen, and moved into a really rather attractive pose on hands and knees. Dean draped himself over his back, kissing his shoulders, cock nudging between Adam’s legs.
Adam thrust backwards into Dean’s slow slide, and he was sheathed fully in tight heat. Adam moaned. “Been paying attention, then,” he stated breathlessly. Dean smiled against his neck and just rolled his hips again.
“You’re loving this, aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” Adam gasped out as Dean fucked in hard. “I don’t usually go for this, but damn, its guys like you that make it worth it,” he told him, note of pride in his voice.
With a newfound sexual confidence, Dean drove forward, intent on bringing on as much pleasure as he could to both of them. Adam was wonderfully tight and made some really great noises.
Dean was hardly one to neglect a partner, so he firmed up his strokes on Adam’s dick (which yeah, was a little bigger than his, goddamn!) as he thrust in, and very soon Adam was coming, clenching around Dean and leading him into his own orgasm.
They lay there for a while, just catching their breath. Adam propped his head up on his hand and gazed at Dean, who had dozed off, helped along by a little magic. Ooo, these Winchesters were handsome, Adam thought as he admired the tall hunter.
This one learned well. It was a great feeling, knowing that he was the one that had helped him fully realize the sensual aspects of his life, that great sex would be had when before it…wasn’t, so put it mildly.
Adam stretched luxuriously, then got up. He still had Sam to take care of, after all.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
“Hey Sam,” greeted Adam. With his hair and boots, they were pretty much matched in height.
Sam looked at Adam. He was definitely handsome - the leather vest showed off some nice arms, and the pants really didn’t leave much to the imagination. As Dean had found out, his personality was magnetic and very sensual.
Adam examined him in turn for a little while. Sam was tall and lean and pretty much the opposite of his regular type. Still totally hot though. Those clothes really had to go though.
His method started out similarly to the approach he took with Sam’s brother - kissing and stroking, dissolving away those horrid plaid shirts. It was a cute look on Kris, but those Winchester boys could do so much better.
They kissed for a while. Adam kinda liked the feeling of so much man all laid out under him, all his to touch.
“Now, show me what you usually do,” Adam told him with a quirk of the lips.
Sam was kinda hesitant at first. The kisses were a bit more forceful, but nothing too special yet. Then Sam grabbed Adam and rolled them over, slamming him into the mattress.
Well, at least that was what he tried to do anyway. There was some pleasant rubbing going on, and Sam’s cock felt rather nice between his thighs, but Sam didn’t have any rhythm. It was frustrating.
Sam’s usual moves didn’t work here at all. The younger Winchester was a little taller, but Adam was still a solid, well-built guy.
Adam pulled back and nodded. “Okay, I see the problem here. You’re desperate for it, and think you can pull off the same shit you do with women. That growly, slammy approach just doesn’t work with someone that’s just as big and strong as you.”
Sam looked a bit flabbergasted. He was smart, but some things apparently eluded him.
Adam patted his cheek. “Yah, I get that look from my partners sometimes. I am pretty amazing. And my dick is huge. Now, on your knees.”
Sam did much better with blowjobs. He did have a big mouth. At least the foreplay wasn’t so bad.
Adam let the pleasure build for a little while, then tugged Sam upwards to kiss him again, letting glitter cover them both.
“Hands on the headboard,” he commanded, pleased when Sam stretched his shimmering body, arms grasping for a handhold like he knew what was coming. “Just hold on until it’s over,” Adam murmured to him.
Sam’s moans and gasps as the thick head of Adam’s huge cock nudged in were delicious. The sight of his slick, stretched pink rim was very nice indeed. Adam would remember this for a while - he just loved how this stupidly tall, buff dude just lost it when he was being filled with dick.
“Apparently all you need is a good ass-fucking. You’re not the first one I’ve seen that’s like this. Kinda controlling, a little selfish even - but you love getting your ass reamed. Oh, this is fabulous. Look at you. Just like my ex, Brad. He’s an adorable little twink, and you’re a freakishly tall monster hunter that could probably bench press at least two of him - but you’re both big greedy bottoms, aching for a nice thick cock to fill you up.” Adam punctuated his words with long leisurely thrusts. Sam clenched around him at his dirty words, only able to moan in response as Adam jerked him off.
“Bet you can’t wait until its Dean doing this to you, huh Sam?” Adam whispered into his ear as he switched gears and started fucking him in earnest, thrusting in deep and fast.
“He’s got a great dick. He’ll fill you up so good. I know you’ll love it, stuffed full of his cock, your ass slick with his cum.”
At those words, Sam came - no doubt it was the thought of his brother that finally did it for him. The fluttering of Sam’s ass around his cock brought Adam off shortly after.
They sprawled out on the bed, quite spent, skin shiny with sweat and glitter.
Adam slipped out of the bed when he was sure Sam was asleep. He stretched luxuriously, wings spreading, then folded them down. His work here was done.
He dressed, and once that was done, popped Dean into the bed next to his brother and sent them on their way.
Not too long after the Winchesters’ adventure with Adam Lambert…
Adam had really changed their sex life. He’d popped in a couple of times with suggestions on toys, but that was it. There was no need. Sam and Dean had truly taken his lessons to heart, and were fucking like bunnies.
“This is exactly what you needed, izzin it, Sammy?” Dean asked his brother huskily as he thrust home once again, eliciting more little gasps and moans.
Sam was a bit busy to be able to respond to the query coherently, as he was quite occupied with writhing in pleasure on his brother’s cock, pinned by Dean’s weight.
There was certainly less glitter involved now, but every single time, it was satisfying and just beautiful.
Sam moaned again as Dean fucked him, hole swollen and slick. This was his brother. They could go on forever as long as they had each other.