Trying to Belong (Part 2) (Series: Family’s What You Make It...)
Title : Trying to Belong (Part 2)
Series: Family’s What You Make It...
Challenge: times_for_three
Prompt: 01. First Kiss
Author: Jake
Beta: Alex Taylor
Rating: FRAO
Disclaimer: Stolen temporarily. Will be returned at the end of the series.
Summary: How it started.
"I need to talk to you boys." Don told Sam and Dean. The Winchester brothers looked at each other. Dean didn’t have much patience for explaining things.
"Do you need both of us?" Dean asked.
"I could start with just one of you." Don offered.
Sam volunteered to talk to Don. Dean wandered out to the garage with Charlie.
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Dean tried to follow what Charlie was saying. It was a bit over his head at times, but mostly the metaphors made lots of sense. Charlie was clearly a good teacher. The real problem was that Charlie was something else when he was in his element and Dean had thought Charlie was cute in the first place. Mostly Dean was distracted.
"So it’s actually really quite simple if"
Dean leaned down and kissed Charlie. "It’s kind of nice to be taller for a change." Dean thought. Followed by, "I’m kissing Charlie."
Dean pulled away from Charlie and gave him a wink. Then he sauntered out of the garage trying to look calm, before running off to find Sam.
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Dean opened the door to Don’s old bedroom..
"I need to talk to you Sam." Dean announced. He looked at Don.
"I’ll give you guys some space." Don offered.
"Thanks." Sam answered. Don left the room, shutting the door behind him, and went to look for Charlie.
"I kissed Charlie." Dean said matter-of-factly.
"What?" Sam sounded surprise.
"Well I didn’t plan on it!" Dean said defensively. "I’d thought about talking to you about. I do know the rules!" He justified.
"I might have even agreed, but you just kissed him." Sam replied.
"You’re the one with a bad habit of kissing pretty girls." Dean defended.
"They kissed me! And it was only two girls Dean. Two!" Sam was indignant.
"Right Sammy." Dean gave a long suffering sigh.
Sam launched a punch at Dean but instead found himself being kissed.
"You have stop doing that." Sam spoke when he finally got his tongue. "We were having a serious discussion."
"You were trying to hit me." Dean sounded hurt.
"That voice just doesn’t work on you." Sam laughed.
Dean sighed. "So Charlie?" He looked right at Sam.
"Yes." Sam answered. "You have any thoughts? You talked to him more than I did."
"I think that Charlie has never explored this side of himself. I say we take him to a gay bar, let him have a little fun, and then take him home with us." Dean suggested.
"Is this just a thing, or is it a thing?" Sam asked. The inflection wasn’t lost on his brother.
Dean didn’t have an answer.
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Charlie couldn’t believe he was there, never mind the out fit the boys had put him in. There was only one word- tight. He’d thought about saying no, but he’d already kissed Dean, and really that had answered the question. Charlie was bi, and he couldn’t hide behind "in theory" anymore. Charlie stared around at all the men. The music wasn’t really his taste, but the dancing was. At least watching it. He wasn’t sure had the guts. Then it didn’t matter anymore what he thought. Dean was on one side, Sam on the other, and Charlie was being lead to the dance floor.
People were staring. Charlie was oblivious, trying to keep his rhythm, to keep up with the Winchesters. Dean and Sam on the other hand, had noticed. In one smooth move they passed Charlie off to dance with some one else. The brothers danced together watching Charlie get passed around the room. When they saw someone get a bit to grabby, they slipped in and danced off with their prize.
By the time they asked Charlie if he wanted to come home with them Charlie was a little incoherent. Dean smirked at Sam as they poured Charlie into the back seat. The mathematician hadn’t even had any thing to drink. As much as Dean wanted to sit with Charlie, there was no way he was letting Sam drive his baby.
There had been too many men, to much to overwhelm. Charlie just wanted Dean, Dean, Dean, oh and Sam- Sam had his tongue in Charlie’s mouth and it was really all too much. Charlie was surprised when they arrived at the hotel. He’d be utterly distracted by Sam.
Sam was also surprised and threw a look to Dean. It was a nice hotel, nothing fancy, but nice. Dean nodded to say they could afford it and went in to reserve a room. Sam wisely enough stayed outside with Charlie and waited for Dean to come back. It wasn’t the kind of place that three men shared one room, especially not for one night.
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Charlie couldn’t have imagined three men in one bed. He didn’t remember when they’d all lost their shirts. There was too much all at once and everything was new. Lips and hands and it wasn’t quite the same, stronger some how. He couldn’t keep track of what was Dean and what was Sam, except their kisses tasted different, were different. Charlie had the passing thought that he could watch Sam and Dean kiss for a very long time. Then he was losing his pants and he didn’t know when the boys had lost theirs.
Dean couldn’t stop staring. Charlie was beautiful. Charlie was beautiful when he arched into their hands. He was beautiful when his mouth parted in an o of surprise and when Dean leaned in and kissed him. He was beautiful when Sam was kissing him and when Sam leaned down and took Charlie’s cock in his mouth. He was beautiful when he came. Charlie was beautiful. Dean couldn’t stop staring.
Sam was touching Charlie, watching Charlie, watching Dean. Dean was looking at Charlie the way he looked at Sam and Dean had no idea. Dean was being Dean at his best. Usually Sam didn’t have time to fully appreciate the way Dean looked making love. Sam was to busy being apart of it. Now he had moments to sit back and watch. He could actually catch the looks on Dean’s face. Dean was truly magnificent.
Charlie wanted to touch. He wanted to be touched. He wanted to kiss Sam and Dean. He wanted more and he couldn’t imagine more and it just might kill him. Charlie wanted.
Charlie was begging. Dean begged for Sam sometimes but Charlie was something else. Sam discovered he had a Charlie begging kink. He watched Dean slip one finger inside Charlie. Charlie begged so beautifully. Sam passed Dean the lube.
Dean pulled his fingers out and Charlie whimpered at the loss. Dean never expected them to go so far. Charlie was giving him this amazing gift and he wanted to share it with Sam, but there was only one first time. He reached out and pulled Sam in for a kiss. Mid kiss with his brother, Dean entered Charlie. He moved slowly to allow Charlie time to adjust and kept right on kissing Sam.
Everything after that was a sensory overload. Charlie came first. The newness of it all was overwhelming. Dean was so close to the edge already that Charlie pulled him over. In that moment Dean reached out and grabbed Sam’s cock, pulling once, twice, and never breaking the kiss. Sam came.
Series: Family’s What You Make It...
Challenge: times_for_three
Prompt: 01. First Kiss
Author: Jake
Beta: Alex Taylor
Rating: FRAO
Disclaimer: Stolen temporarily. Will be returned at the end of the series.
Summary: How it started.
"I need to talk to you boys." Don told Sam and Dean. The Winchester brothers looked at each other. Dean didn’t have much patience for explaining things.
"Do you need both of us?" Dean asked.
"I could start with just one of you." Don offered.
Sam volunteered to talk to Don. Dean wandered out to the garage with Charlie.
♥♥♥♥♥
Dean tried to follow what Charlie was saying. It was a bit over his head at times, but mostly the metaphors made lots of sense. Charlie was clearly a good teacher. The real problem was that Charlie was something else when he was in his element and Dean had thought Charlie was cute in the first place. Mostly Dean was distracted.
"So it’s actually really quite simple if"
Dean leaned down and kissed Charlie. "It’s kind of nice to be taller for a change." Dean thought. Followed by, "I’m kissing Charlie."
Dean pulled away from Charlie and gave him a wink. Then he sauntered out of the garage trying to look calm, before running off to find Sam.
♥♥♥♥♥
Dean opened the door to Don’s old bedroom..
"I need to talk to you Sam." Dean announced. He looked at Don.
"I’ll give you guys some space." Don offered.
"Thanks." Sam answered. Don left the room, shutting the door behind him, and went to look for Charlie.
"I kissed Charlie." Dean said matter-of-factly.
"What?" Sam sounded surprise.
"Well I didn’t plan on it!" Dean said defensively. "I’d thought about talking to you about. I do know the rules!" He justified.
"I might have even agreed, but you just kissed him." Sam replied.
"You’re the one with a bad habit of kissing pretty girls." Dean defended.
"They kissed me! And it was only two girls Dean. Two!" Sam was indignant.
"Right Sammy." Dean gave a long suffering sigh.
Sam launched a punch at Dean but instead found himself being kissed.
"You have stop doing that." Sam spoke when he finally got his tongue. "We were having a serious discussion."
"You were trying to hit me." Dean sounded hurt.
"That voice just doesn’t work on you." Sam laughed.
Dean sighed. "So Charlie?" He looked right at Sam.
"Yes." Sam answered. "You have any thoughts? You talked to him more than I did."
"I think that Charlie has never explored this side of himself. I say we take him to a gay bar, let him have a little fun, and then take him home with us." Dean suggested.
"Is this just a thing, or is it a thing?" Sam asked. The inflection wasn’t lost on his brother.
Dean didn’t have an answer.
♥♥♥♥♥
Charlie couldn’t believe he was there, never mind the out fit the boys had put him in. There was only one word- tight. He’d thought about saying no, but he’d already kissed Dean, and really that had answered the question. Charlie was bi, and he couldn’t hide behind "in theory" anymore. Charlie stared around at all the men. The music wasn’t really his taste, but the dancing was. At least watching it. He wasn’t sure had the guts. Then it didn’t matter anymore what he thought. Dean was on one side, Sam on the other, and Charlie was being lead to the dance floor.
People were staring. Charlie was oblivious, trying to keep his rhythm, to keep up with the Winchesters. Dean and Sam on the other hand, had noticed. In one smooth move they passed Charlie off to dance with some one else. The brothers danced together watching Charlie get passed around the room. When they saw someone get a bit to grabby, they slipped in and danced off with their prize.
By the time they asked Charlie if he wanted to come home with them Charlie was a little incoherent. Dean smirked at Sam as they poured Charlie into the back seat. The mathematician hadn’t even had any thing to drink. As much as Dean wanted to sit with Charlie, there was no way he was letting Sam drive his baby.
There had been too many men, to much to overwhelm. Charlie just wanted Dean, Dean, Dean, oh and Sam- Sam had his tongue in Charlie’s mouth and it was really all too much. Charlie was surprised when they arrived at the hotel. He’d be utterly distracted by Sam.
Sam was also surprised and threw a look to Dean. It was a nice hotel, nothing fancy, but nice. Dean nodded to say they could afford it and went in to reserve a room. Sam wisely enough stayed outside with Charlie and waited for Dean to come back. It wasn’t the kind of place that three men shared one room, especially not for one night.
♥♥♥♥♥
Charlie couldn’t have imagined three men in one bed. He didn’t remember when they’d all lost their shirts. There was too much all at once and everything was new. Lips and hands and it wasn’t quite the same, stronger some how. He couldn’t keep track of what was Dean and what was Sam, except their kisses tasted different, were different. Charlie had the passing thought that he could watch Sam and Dean kiss for a very long time. Then he was losing his pants and he didn’t know when the boys had lost theirs.
Dean couldn’t stop staring. Charlie was beautiful. Charlie was beautiful when he arched into their hands. He was beautiful when his mouth parted in an o of surprise and when Dean leaned in and kissed him. He was beautiful when Sam was kissing him and when Sam leaned down and took Charlie’s cock in his mouth. He was beautiful when he came. Charlie was beautiful. Dean couldn’t stop staring.
Sam was touching Charlie, watching Charlie, watching Dean. Dean was looking at Charlie the way he looked at Sam and Dean had no idea. Dean was being Dean at his best. Usually Sam didn’t have time to fully appreciate the way Dean looked making love. Sam was to busy being apart of it. Now he had moments to sit back and watch. He could actually catch the looks on Dean’s face. Dean was truly magnificent.
Charlie wanted to touch. He wanted to be touched. He wanted to kiss Sam and Dean. He wanted more and he couldn’t imagine more and it just might kill him. Charlie wanted.
Charlie was begging. Dean begged for Sam sometimes but Charlie was something else. Sam discovered he had a Charlie begging kink. He watched Dean slip one finger inside Charlie. Charlie begged so beautifully. Sam passed Dean the lube.
Dean pulled his fingers out and Charlie whimpered at the loss. Dean never expected them to go so far. Charlie was giving him this amazing gift and he wanted to share it with Sam, but there was only one first time. He reached out and pulled Sam in for a kiss. Mid kiss with his brother, Dean entered Charlie. He moved slowly to allow Charlie time to adjust and kept right on kissing Sam.
Everything after that was a sensory overload. Charlie came first. The newness of it all was overwhelming. Dean was so close to the edge already that Charlie pulled him over. In that moment Dean reached out and grabbed Sam’s cock, pulling once, twice, and never breaking the kiss. Sam came.