Noisy Neighbours Part Two - Welcome to the Dorm
Originally posted by marchia43 at Noisy Neighbours Part Two - Welcome to the Dorm
Title: Noisy Neighbours Part Two - Welcome to the Dorm
Author: Marchia43
Character/Pairing: Sam/Dean
Scenario: Outsider POV.
Summary: Someone has had enough of listening in while Sam and Dean have a bit of fun.
Author’s notes/warnings: Voyeuristic outsiders POV. .
Word Count: 1439
Written for the SPN_Spanking summer challenge.
Team: Erotic
I’d like to than for clucksy beta-ing this short story and for the lovely banner.
Noisy Neighbours Part Two - Welcome To The Dorm
“Fuck!… Baby!…. Yeah, Harder!....Owww!… Owww!”
Adam sat on his bed listening to Sam and The Boyfriend at it again.
“Yeah…Fuck… God… I’m…..” Smack, Smack, Smack!
The spanking was continuing and getting louder. The Boyfriend was starting to grunt but was mumbling too quietly for Adam to hear completely what was being said, he caught some of the words but not all.
Sam’s moans were starting to get louder and more urgent. Adam’s imagination kicked in and started working overtime, conjuring the scene for him of Sam being spanked by The Boyfriend. He quickly pulled out his cock and stroked himself harder and faster, bringing about his own orgasm extremely quickly. Adam was disgusted with himself; he was turning into a pervert and a voyeur! - getting off on listening to his neighbor getting spanked or spanking The Boyfriend night after night.
Adam rolled his eyes and reached for the TV remote and turned the volume down. The noise was coming from the opposite wall of his dorm room. Adam had just moved in a couple of months ago. He used to live in a flat off campus but the scumbag landlord had sold it and told everyone they only had one week to find somewhere else or they were going to be homeless. The university had offered him a place on campus in the dorms. He took it, he would have been mad not to, the rent was cheap, but the other students had warned him that the building had been built on the cheap and had very thin walls. That didn’t bother Adam; where he grew up his bedroom was next to his mum’s and when dad was home the bed was often banging against the wall and he had to listen to them grunting and fucking like bunnies for hours. Well when dad was home they did, he hadn’t been home for some time. When he moved to Stanford he thought he would have peaceful nights, how wrong was he? The neighbor who was having yet another great night was the main reason why Adam woke up often horny as hell.
Adam had thought Sam was stunning. He was really tall, with long brown hair and a mole on the side of his nose that Adam thought was really cute. Often they ran into each other on the way out the door or in the laundry and they had spent some time just chatting about nothing in particular. They spent some time playing video games and Adam had spent lots of time watching him on the sports field. After a few hallway meetings, Adam had bumped into Sam in yet another hallway and got enough courage to ask him out to coffee, but Sam had smiled and said that he was on his way to meet some friends but could they make it another time? Adam was disappointed at being shot down, but to him it made sense - on what planet could such hotness want to get with him? Then Sam had found himself The Boyfriend and night after night Adam had to endure jerking off to the sound of Sam getting it on with The Boyfriend, Dean. It’s not that Adam hated Dean, he didn’t even know him, but he had what Adam wanted. Night after night of energetic, athletic sex followed, with Adam getting more and more worked up and jerking off so much he was starting to worry about getting blisters or the skin falling off his cock from the amount of rubbing.
Adam started to flip through the channels, looking for something to watch. It was summer, so the shows were all either re-runs or shows he would never watch. He switched off the TV and sat back. He heard more noises and for a moment wondered if he had not actually turned the TV off, but realized in a moment that the sounds were coming from next door again! He heard muffled voices. He couldn't make out the words, but the pitch of the voices changed. As he realized what he was hearing, a smile came to his lips. Sam must have a hell of a lot of stamina. He was at it again with The Boyfriend round two had obviously started.
He stood up, moved to the end of the bed, sat sideways and pressed his ear to the wall. He heard the two male voices moaning alternatively. He started to build a mental image of Sam and The Boyfriend with their clothes half off making out on the bed. As he did so, the voices stopped for a moment. As his mental image making stalled, he suddenly heard a dull, but distinct slapping sound. Adam heard the noise again, and then a third time, establishing a fast rhythm. Then he heard Sam’s voice moan in a distinctly pleasurable way. ‘Sam’s ass must be red raw by now,’ Adam thought, the amount of spanking they did was not normal, he decided.
After a few minutes of grunting and panting Adam had had enough, it was bad enough that he had to listen to this night after night, jerking off to it, getting hard and generally getting more miserable not getting any action, but now they were going at it during the day too? It was intolerable.
Without really thinking he pushed himself up, yanked on his pants and strode, out of his room to bang on Sam’s door.
“Open up you bastard!” he shouted.
Now the mental image machine in his head started back up. He imagined Sam was face down over the boyfriend's lap, head back, eyes open wide and his mouth shaped like an "O." The boyfriend raining hard spanks with his hand. His ass cheeks turning pink and Sam’s hard cock dangling in between The Boyfriends legs.
Adam suddenly felt an uncomfortable tightness in his pants. Without thinking what he was doing he unzipped them, freeing his rapidly growing cock. His heart started beating more quickly. As he tried to listen through the door, he began to stroke his cock, his rhythm ramping up to his memories of the sounds of the spanking happening in the room before him.
In a moment of clarity Adam realized where he was and what he was doing. He looked up the corridor but knowing it was summer break, there was practically no one here on campus. Still Adam regretted his momentary weakness and had only just shoved his still hard cock back in his pants, when the door was furiously yanked open. ‘Oh shit!’ Adam thought. The Boyfriend frowned as he put his head around the door and barked,
“What?”
“Where’s Sam?”
“Lying down.” Smirked The Boyfriend.
Adam pushed his way in the room, brushing past The Boyfriend and ignoring his indignant “Hey!”
Sam was indeed lying down, he was lying face down on the bed and yes, his ass was pink and flushed and Adam could see the flush of embarrassment bloom over Sam’s body as he hurriedly pulled a sheet over himself.
“Fucking hell Adam, what are you doing?” Sam shouted angrily.
Adam stood for a moment, panting while his thoughts returned. What had he just done? He felt guilty for spying on Sam and mumbled “Oh God… I’m really sorry… I…. I have no idea why I did that… I’m really sorry Sam.”
He tried to escape out of the room, still mumbling apologies when he backed up against something hard. Adam turned around to stare up at The Boyfriend.
Dean was smirking; his eyes ran down Adam’s body and stuck on the very obvious bulge in Adam’s trousers. Dean’s eyes were sparkling when he said to Sam,
“I think we have a listener.”
Sam seemed to think for a few seconds then casually removed the sheet covering him and asked, “You want a turn? I’m sure Dean won’t mind”
Adam was still pressed up against Dean’s chest and could feel a hard on pressing into his back. He gulped and thought about his choices. He could pretend he wasn’t into this; he was fairly sure Dean would let him out of the room, but then he’d have to go back to listening through the walls and he’d never be able to look Sam in the face again. He couldn’t bear it. He pulled his courage together and stepped towards Sam.
“Yeah I’ll take a turn” he said and was gratified to see Sam’s face light up in delight.
He realized everything he’d been wishing for was literally spread out and waiting for him. This day was looking up.
Title: Noisy Neighbours Part Two - Welcome to the Dorm
Author: Marchia43
Character/Pairing: Sam/Dean
Scenario: Outsider POV.
Summary: Someone has had enough of listening in while Sam and Dean have a bit of fun.
Author’s notes/warnings: Voyeuristic outsiders POV. .
Word Count: 1439
Written for the SPN_Spanking summer challenge.
Team: Erotic
I’d like to than for clucksy beta-ing this short story and for the lovely banner.
Noisy Neighbours Part Two - Welcome To The Dorm
“Fuck!… Baby!…. Yeah, Harder!....Owww!… Owww!”
Adam sat on his bed listening to Sam and The Boyfriend at it again.
“Yeah…Fuck… God… I’m…..” Smack, Smack, Smack!
The spanking was continuing and getting louder. The Boyfriend was starting to grunt but was mumbling too quietly for Adam to hear completely what was being said, he caught some of the words but not all.
Sam’s moans were starting to get louder and more urgent. Adam’s imagination kicked in and started working overtime, conjuring the scene for him of Sam being spanked by The Boyfriend. He quickly pulled out his cock and stroked himself harder and faster, bringing about his own orgasm extremely quickly. Adam was disgusted with himself; he was turning into a pervert and a voyeur! - getting off on listening to his neighbor getting spanked or spanking The Boyfriend night after night.
Adam rolled his eyes and reached for the TV remote and turned the volume down. The noise was coming from the opposite wall of his dorm room. Adam had just moved in a couple of months ago. He used to live in a flat off campus but the scumbag landlord had sold it and told everyone they only had one week to find somewhere else or they were going to be homeless. The university had offered him a place on campus in the dorms. He took it, he would have been mad not to, the rent was cheap, but the other students had warned him that the building had been built on the cheap and had very thin walls. That didn’t bother Adam; where he grew up his bedroom was next to his mum’s and when dad was home the bed was often banging against the wall and he had to listen to them grunting and fucking like bunnies for hours. Well when dad was home they did, he hadn’t been home for some time. When he moved to Stanford he thought he would have peaceful nights, how wrong was he? The neighbor who was having yet another great night was the main reason why Adam woke up often horny as hell.
Adam had thought Sam was stunning. He was really tall, with long brown hair and a mole on the side of his nose that Adam thought was really cute. Often they ran into each other on the way out the door or in the laundry and they had spent some time just chatting about nothing in particular. They spent some time playing video games and Adam had spent lots of time watching him on the sports field. After a few hallway meetings, Adam had bumped into Sam in yet another hallway and got enough courage to ask him out to coffee, but Sam had smiled and said that he was on his way to meet some friends but could they make it another time? Adam was disappointed at being shot down, but to him it made sense - on what planet could such hotness want to get with him? Then Sam had found himself The Boyfriend and night after night Adam had to endure jerking off to the sound of Sam getting it on with The Boyfriend, Dean. It’s not that Adam hated Dean, he didn’t even know him, but he had what Adam wanted. Night after night of energetic, athletic sex followed, with Adam getting more and more worked up and jerking off so much he was starting to worry about getting blisters or the skin falling off his cock from the amount of rubbing.
Adam started to flip through the channels, looking for something to watch. It was summer, so the shows were all either re-runs or shows he would never watch. He switched off the TV and sat back. He heard more noises and for a moment wondered if he had not actually turned the TV off, but realized in a moment that the sounds were coming from next door again! He heard muffled voices. He couldn't make out the words, but the pitch of the voices changed. As he realized what he was hearing, a smile came to his lips. Sam must have a hell of a lot of stamina. He was at it again with The Boyfriend round two had obviously started.
He stood up, moved to the end of the bed, sat sideways and pressed his ear to the wall. He heard the two male voices moaning alternatively. He started to build a mental image of Sam and The Boyfriend with their clothes half off making out on the bed. As he did so, the voices stopped for a moment. As his mental image making stalled, he suddenly heard a dull, but distinct slapping sound. Adam heard the noise again, and then a third time, establishing a fast rhythm. Then he heard Sam’s voice moan in a distinctly pleasurable way. ‘Sam’s ass must be red raw by now,’ Adam thought, the amount of spanking they did was not normal, he decided.
After a few minutes of grunting and panting Adam had had enough, it was bad enough that he had to listen to this night after night, jerking off to it, getting hard and generally getting more miserable not getting any action, but now they were going at it during the day too? It was intolerable.
Without really thinking he pushed himself up, yanked on his pants and strode, out of his room to bang on Sam’s door.
“Open up you bastard!” he shouted.
Now the mental image machine in his head started back up. He imagined Sam was face down over the boyfriend's lap, head back, eyes open wide and his mouth shaped like an "O." The boyfriend raining hard spanks with his hand. His ass cheeks turning pink and Sam’s hard cock dangling in between The Boyfriends legs.
Adam suddenly felt an uncomfortable tightness in his pants. Without thinking what he was doing he unzipped them, freeing his rapidly growing cock. His heart started beating more quickly. As he tried to listen through the door, he began to stroke his cock, his rhythm ramping up to his memories of the sounds of the spanking happening in the room before him.
In a moment of clarity Adam realized where he was and what he was doing. He looked up the corridor but knowing it was summer break, there was practically no one here on campus. Still Adam regretted his momentary weakness and had only just shoved his still hard cock back in his pants, when the door was furiously yanked open. ‘Oh shit!’ Adam thought. The Boyfriend frowned as he put his head around the door and barked,
“What?”
“Where’s Sam?”
“Lying down.” Smirked The Boyfriend.
Adam pushed his way in the room, brushing past The Boyfriend and ignoring his indignant “Hey!”
Sam was indeed lying down, he was lying face down on the bed and yes, his ass was pink and flushed and Adam could see the flush of embarrassment bloom over Sam’s body as he hurriedly pulled a sheet over himself.
“Fucking hell Adam, what are you doing?” Sam shouted angrily.
Adam stood for a moment, panting while his thoughts returned. What had he just done? He felt guilty for spying on Sam and mumbled “Oh God… I’m really sorry… I…. I have no idea why I did that… I’m really sorry Sam.”
He tried to escape out of the room, still mumbling apologies when he backed up against something hard. Adam turned around to stare up at The Boyfriend.
Dean was smirking; his eyes ran down Adam’s body and stuck on the very obvious bulge in Adam’s trousers. Dean’s eyes were sparkling when he said to Sam,
“I think we have a listener.”
Sam seemed to think for a few seconds then casually removed the sheet covering him and asked, “You want a turn? I’m sure Dean won’t mind”
Adam was still pressed up against Dean’s chest and could feel a hard on pressing into his back. He gulped and thought about his choices. He could pretend he wasn’t into this; he was fairly sure Dean would let him out of the room, but then he’d have to go back to listening through the walls and he’d never be able to look Sam in the face again. He couldn’t bear it. He pulled his courage together and stepped towards Sam.
“Yeah I’ll take a turn” he said and was gratified to see Sam’s face light up in delight.
He realized everything he’d been wishing for was literally spread out and waiting for him. This day was looking up.