Fic: SHOW-Offs - 4th in the "show"-'verse
Title: SHOW-Offs
Author: mpregloveranon & vanster23
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: NC-17 pwp, Mpreg, dirty talk, blowjob, belly-fucking, public sex
Disclaimer: We just own a kinky imagination. The characters belong to CW, Kripke and whoever else rightfully is making money with them.
Summary: This is the 4th installment of the “show”-‘verse that started with “I’ll SHOW you Santa!” some time ago. At eight and a half and five months pregnant Sam and Dean take in some much needed relaxation in a soothing hot tub, but due to all the crazy hormones in their systems and one or two of their kinks they end up not relaxing all that much.
Another few months passed and predictably the Winchester men really looked about ready to burst. Sam was eight and a half months along and Dean was very close behind him in terms of weight, even if he was shorter than his brother and only five months pregnant. Both their sex drives had completely shot through the roof when Dean reached his third trimester and started feeling better, with the morning sickness gone.
Jesse was nine months old and already crawling and teething but he was still a very well-behaved and easy-going baby, always happy as long as he got his meals in time. Nonetheless the guys had decided to move his crib into a separate room because their sex life had become kinkier than ever and they were pretty vocal during sex.
Sam had been complaining about his aching back and they had even gotten quite a scare when he had reached seven months and the so-called false labor pains or Braxton Hicks had started. The taller hunter came into the small kitchen, gently massaging his back with both hands and sticking his huge, bulging belly out even further. “Man, I would kill for a good soak in a hot tub! Too bad we only have a shower…” He muttered and heavily fell into the chair opposite Dean, who was stuffing himself with a fresh apple pie that the nice old lady next door had brought them that morning.
“You really have to try this, Sammy! It’s delicious!” Dean said with a mouth full of pie.
Picking up a fork, Sam dug in without a moment to loose. He definitely had Dean's baby inside him and was always starving now. "Fuck, Dean... what did we do to deserve that woman?"
Smirking widely, Dean patted his belly. "She must have a thing for fat, gay men who adopt adorable babies." Mrs. Jacobs was the nicest old lady they had ever met and she was completely in love with Jesse since she had first set eyes on him.
Sam started stuffing his face, the baby happily kicking away as his daddy's taste buds were pleasured. "She said she'd watch the baby whenever, you know."
Dean nodded and this time even swallowed before speaking. "What are you suggesting, Sammy?" A knowing grin spread on his face.
"I want to go out." Sam pouted slightly. "Need to get out of the house, need to rest... that new health club has a pool, you know…" He suggested.
The mention of the health club caught Dean's attention. "So, you wanna go and check out the hot tubs there?" He asked, getting aroused just by the thought of seeing his brother in his snug swimming trunks.
The dark haired Winchester nodded. "You okay going out?" He asked carefully. Dean had always been nervous about that, convinced people would find out their secrets and do... something to them and the babies. Sam was certain nobody in their right mind would think they were pregnant but he respected his lover’s reluctance.
"Yeah, I guess it'll be okay... If Mrs. Jacobs hasn't noticed anything, the other people might not get suspicious either." The older hunter replied. He had to admit that he was getting a bit stir-crazy inside their small home as well. "We're just gonna be two fat guys..." He shrugged.
Sam stood up, throwing his belly forward for Dean's inspection. "Am I fat enough for you?"
Licking his lips at the sight of his baby brother posing for him, Dean nearly jumped out of his seat and pulled Sam's shirt up to expose his tantalizing belly. "There's still room for growing..." He mumbled into his brother's neck, pressing kisses down his throat while his palms gently massaged Sam's swollen abdomen. "...but I guess, this will do... for now."
The younger man moaned as his bare belly touched Dean's clothed one. "We can't all be gluttons carrying multiples." He groaned out, feeling his brother's belly jostle around. Dean was too big and his stomach moved way too much for just one baby. Twins, at least.
All the movement, he had been experiencing in the past couple of months had convinced Dean that his brother's twins-theory might be right after all. The best part of it was that more babies indeed meant more lustful thoughts and consequently more sex. "Those two boys wanna grow big and strong just like their daddies. Don't see what's wrong with that." He quipped back and put his empty plate into the sink. "You go and call Mrs. J and I'm gonna fetch our swim gear." He threw over his shoulder with a smug grin as he left the kitchen.
Sam groaned, leaning back against the fridge. "We don't have maternity swim gear!" He called out to his brother with unmasked lust.
"Guess we'll have to make do with our normal swimming trunks then." Dean shot back from down the hall, his laugh evident in his tone.
*
Sam opened up the locker and put his coat in it, turning to smile at Dean and passing him his trunks. Then he stripped down quickly - lots of practice helped - and looked at what his brother had packed for him to wear. The suit was years old, from long before the possibility of him being pregnant even existed. "Dean…" Sam chuckled as he tried to pull the swimming shorts up his thicker thighs.
"Yeah, Sammy?" Dean answered nonchalantly, pushing his own pants and boxer shorts down to climb into his navy blue trunks. It looked like it would be a tight fit but he was sure he could actually wiggle into the swimwear.
"You're a fucking pervert!" Sam pointed out, signalling for Dean to take his shirt off, too, as he finally managed to get the trunks up over his thicker ass.
Dean was holding his breath, trying to squeeze his pregnant body into his own shorts, which was more of a struggle than he had expected. "Alright, alright..." He muttered and quickly unbuttoned his shirt, freeing his impressive, bulged out belly from the constraining fabric and arching his back with a content sigh. A swift look around the lockers room, told him that the club had to be fairly empty at the moment, so he wasn't worried about how he might look in those snug blue trunks. "C'mon, Sam. Let's find the hot tubs."
Sam was too busy staring at Dean to listen. "I can see them kicking." He whispered dirtily, watching his lover's belly bulge out here and there. "You got so big so fast with them, you have four months still... Holy shit!"
His brother's words sent shivers down the blond hunter's spine and he could also feel goose bumps forming on his skin as he rubbed his massive stomach, trying to calm the children inside him. Once they would be in the pools, nobody would be able to see the crazy rolling and squirming under water. "Give dad a break, kiddos." He whispered and moaned as he felt himself harden because of all the kicking.
Stepping forward, Sam put his hands on Dean's belly. "Don't you dare, boys,…" He insisted. "…drive daddy nuts."
"Hey..." Dean shot back in indignation. "Don't gang up with them! We can't risk someone seeing them moving like this and getting suspicious."
The younger hunter shook his head. "Let 'em see. C'mon, Dean. I put those babies in you, can't I be the proud papa?" He groaned, turning on the puppy dog eyes.
Damn, his brother could be stubborn! "I won't take that risk, Sam!" Dean crossed his arms in front of his chest, not ready to give in just, yet. He had agreed to come here but maybe that hadn't been such a great idea in the end.
Sam put his hands on Dean's hips comfortingly. "We're big, strong men, Dean. If someone, anyone, threatened our family, we'd stop them." He said sincerely.
The determined and possessive tone his baby brother had used went straight to Dean's cock. "Not this, too..." He groaned as his cock turned against him as well and started to fill with more blood. "Let's grab our towels and find the pools, then." He changed his mind, trying to get into the water before his growing erection got too obvious.
After pulling the towels out of the locker, Sam locked their things up. He didn't give Dean a towel, though, nothing that he could cover himself up with. "C'mon, babies. Make daddy hot and bothered." He whispered.
Dean just groaned in annoyance and quickly walk-waddled out of the lockers room, trying to ignore the hard-on he was wearing. There were really only few people at the swimming pools which he quickly spotted. "The hot tubs are over there." He pointed out to his brother as he kept moving, eager to get into the warm, bubbling water already.
Sam pouted. What was the rush? Why was Dean so uncomfortable? "Dean, is everything okay?" He wanted to know, slowing down a little
"Sure." Dean quickly answered, still determined to reach the pools as fast as possible because he needed to do something about his 'problem' really soon and looking at his half-naked, heavily pregnant brother in those too snug swimming shorts wasn't helping matters at all.
The younger Winchester grabbed his brother's arm and held on tight. "Don't want you slipping, Dean." He said carefully. "The deck's wet, can't hurt the babies." He then added, putting one hand on Dean's enormous stomach.
The gentle touch made his skin tingle and Dean could feel a furious blush forming on his cheeks and quickly spreading over his face and down his neck. "Yeah, sure... I'm careful, I just really want to check out those whirlpools." He gave his brother a nervous wink and pulled at his hand to get him moving. "You said that your back was bothering you and those hot water jets are supposed to work wonders for aching backs." He rambled on as he hurried, as much as his heavy frame still allowed him to move fast, over to the hot tubs with Sam in tow.
Sam couldn't stop pouting, he was worse than the baby at home. "Dean…" He whined as his big brother dragged his heavy body behind him. "You're sucking all the fun out of being out of the house without the baby! We need to take advantage of this time before we add to the brood."
Dean stopped in his tracks and threw a short, longing gaze into the direction of the whirlpools before bracing himself for another discussion with Sam. "Let's just get into the water and then the fun can begin. How about that, Sammy?" To drive his point home he extended his left hand and rubbed soothing circles into the tight stretched skin of his brother's massive stomach, feeling their baby move around inside his lover. "Mrs. Jacobs is taking good care of Jesse and said we should take our time and have fun. What do you say to a small pool party for just the two of us?" He waggled his eyebrows suggestively and his cock started throbbing inside the narrow space of his too tight swimming trunks. Damn, he really needed to release the pressure or his balls would turn blue very soon.
Reaching down to grab Dean's erection in full view of any other patron, Sam smiled widely. He did love the hormonal kick pregnancy gave him. His brother would regret knocking him up that day before Christmas before this was over. "Promising me a good time, Dean? Better fucking keep your promise!" He breathed out seductively.
Clearing his suddenly sand dry throat, Dean nodded hastily. He could feel the first droplets of sweat forming at his hairline. "I promise... promise to make it good, Sammy!" He stuttered barely able to keep his hips still and not thrust into his brother's palm in search of more friction and much needed release. "I'll even give you a back rub first..." He rasped hoarsely, his eyes wide and pleading with Sam to not make him embarrass himself any further by cuming in his shorts in front of everybody.
Sam's grin widened with lust. "C'mon, Dean, who's really watching, anyway?" He asked quietly, giving Dean's shorts a light squeeze. "The babies won't mind, I won't mind..." He rationalized, his eyes bright and full of mischief. "It's alright, Dean. It's all good."
The whispered promise that it would all be okay sounded really alluring right about now. Dean was about to get weak and finally enjoy the teasing touches, when an old woman climbed out of the big swimming pool next to them and loudly cleared her throat when she passed them by. "Oh... I guess we should really..." He pointed towards the far end of the room and hoped that Sam would get his message because he wasn't able to form whole sentences at that moment.
The dark haired Winchester actually managed to blush slightly and refrained from touching his brother for a second. "Get in that tub, Dean!" He whispered lowly. "Then you'll really have to deal with me and what you've done to me…."
Nodding eagerly, the older hunter turned around and high-speed waddled towards the only still empty whirlpool. He flashed his brother a big, relieved smile as he cautiously stepped into the water, holding out both hands to help Sam into the tub as well.
Sam carefully climbed in, the water feeling absolutely incredible. "Oh God, that's it…" He groaned with relief, reaching down to pull Dean's shorts down in the water.
"Yes..." Dean breathed, closing his eyes to enjoy the feeling of the soothing hot and bubbling water surrounding them. He had started having some aches and pains in his lower back as the babies grew and his belly became heavier, straining the muscles in his back. "Feels awesome." He moaned at the massaging water movement, soothing his swollen body. He was so blissed out that he didn't notice Sam undressing him, until he felt his lover's finger squeezed around his engorged cock and hissed in surprise. "Sam!"
"What?" Sam asked innocently. He carefully pulled his own off and was naked along with his big brother, casually dropping their dripping wet suits next to their towels on the deck. "We're all alone, big, and fucking horny, Dean. What's gonna stop us?" He purred.
Every men's willpower was limited and Dean Winchester was only human, so he stopped fighting his horny brother's approaches and leaned back, lifting his hips to thrust back against Sam's huge paw, instead. "You're right..." He moaned softly and fumbled around to get his hand around his brother's stiff member to return the favour, pumping the blood-filled cock a few times and then moving lower to fondle his balls. "How's this?" He asked smugly, sucking in a sharp breath as Sam continued teasing his erection as well.
Sam smiled smugly. "It's not bad at all to do it out here, is it?" He asked his brother as they played with each other's cocks. "If anyone asks, it's the babies' faults." He whispered dirtily as he put his spare hand on Dean's stomach. "Naughty children."
"Erm... Sammy, we..." Dean croaked, a tingling heat blossoming in his lower body. "We shouldn't mention... the... babies... I guess..." He twisted his wrist on the upstroke to silence his baby brother.
The younger brother hissed with pleasure. "Why?" He drew out long and quietly. "Nobody's here, we're just two big guys having some fun in a hot tub, Dean." He groaned, feeling the twins thump away under his hand.
Dean closed his eyes, trying to block out the few people in the other whirlpools around them and to relax into his brother's touch. "Okay..." He whispered breathily and spread his legs to give Sam better access. "How is your back, Sammy?"
Sam purred, pushing his belly into Dean. "Being massaged by one awesome jet." He answered happily. "Yours?" He asked, knowing Dean had put on an equal amount of pregnancy weight, if not more, in an even shorter amount of time.
"I'm good... This feels incredible." Dean answered, rolling his lover's full balls in his palm and rubbing his belly simultaneously. "Why haven't we come here earlier?" The increasing pressure in his groin was driving him crazy with lust and he thrust his erection into Sam's hand urgently. "Soooo hot!"
"Yes, I am." Sam agreed nodding cockily before pulling hard one more time to get Dean to cum in the bubbling water.
A muffled groan was the only warning Dean gave before he came long and hard into the bubbling water, biting his tongue to keep more giveaway noises inside. The twins were doing somersault and getting him hard again before the last aftershocks of his orgasm had died down. "Sam..." He whimpered, turning onto his side to press his enormous belly into his brother's side and show Sam what he had done to him. Still breathing unevenly, he began to pump his lover's throbbing erection hastily and leaned closer to him to lick the outer shell of his ear. "Yes, you are."
Sam grabbed onto Dean's face and pressed their lips together as his lover pumped him to completion. "You're not bad either." He grunted as his cock pulsed, cum pumping towards Dean into the bubbling water, letting him sink back against the wall of the tub.
Thanks to the constant bubbling the water in the pool didn't look as gross as Dean had pictured. Nonetheless a bit nervous he couldn't resist checking if the people in the two nearby hot tubs had been watching them getting each other off but thankfully the elderly men and woman he spotted seemed to be oblivious to their doings. "These bubbles make me really horny." He confessed, leering at his lover's cock under water to see if he maybe wasn't the only one who was ready for more.
"What doesn't?" Sam wondered out loud. "You were bad enough with Jesse. With twins, I'm surprised you aren't jumping people on the street." He teased.
Dean whimpered with once more growing need. "You keep saying... how proud you are because you put twins in me..." He replied in a low voice not wanting anyone overhearing their conversation. "Now you gotta deal with the consequences and help me out with this." He pushed his hips upwards letting the red, bulbous head of his hard cock poke out of the water.
The younger hunter reached under Dean to grab his ass, lifting him further out of the water so his entire cock and belly were bobbing up at the surface for a brief moment. "Nice work, if I do say so myself." He purred, licking his lips again involuntarily.
"Stop talking and get your hands on me already." Dean demanded impatiently, massaging his hugely swollen belly with both hands in a futile attempt to calm the babies who were kicking right at his prostate. "I need you, Sammy!" He bent forward and captured his baby brother's lips in a searing kiss to show him exactly how much he needed and wanted him close.
The dark haired brother felt everything with that kiss: Dean's want, the babies' movements, and the desire inside him to fuck his big brother's brains out in that hot tub. "Turn around…" He whispered quietly.
The older hunter's brain must have short-circuited somewhere along that kiss because he didn't question his lover's order and immediately scrambled around, leaning onto his elbows barely keeping his head above the bubbling water.
Sam stood up, his full belly entirely out of the water. He gave it a quick, loving pat as he shifted behind Dean. "Gonna fuck you, right here!" He said over the roar of the jets. "Gonna take it?"
A wanton groan escaped Dean at the announcement. On one hand he was really desperate to feel his brother stuff his thick, stiff cock inside him and fuck him good and hard but on the other side he could already hear the first irritated murmurs around them, which were making him a bit reluctant to just say 'yes'. "Gotta try and be quiet... Don't want people to start staring." He pleaded with Sam, knowing that his brother had complete power over him, when he fucked him, could make him shout and beg if he wanted.
"Dean, Dean, Dean…" Sam tittered as he slowly worked his way inside his lover. "And to think you used to have the reputation of being the slutty one…" He teased, fucking him slowly to get his brother worked up even more.
The expected stretch and burn caused by the intrusion almost knocked the wind out of Dean and he groaned deeply. "God, Sam!" Squeezing his eyes tightly shut to focus on the stimulation of his sweet spot and not let his mind wander back to the watching eyes nearby, the blond man gritted his teeth and pushed back into the hard flesh impaling him. His cock was positioned right in front of one of the water jets and pulsing with increasing arousal. "The kids... Touch... Touch me, Sam..." He murmured anxiously.
Sam did as he was told, reaching under the water and holding on tight to his brother's belly, full beyond belief with his twins. "They love it, don't they?" He moaned, knowing his own kid was tumbling around inside him with glee at all the stimulation.
"Yes..." The older Winchester grunted wantonly. "Can never get enough of your hands on my... huge, full belly. They love it, too." He leaned into the touch, arching his back as he did so and driving Sam's erection even deeper into his fluttering hole. "Never enough of you... in me..." He mumbled half incoherent with lust.
Digging his fingertips into Dean's skin as he rocked back and forth slowly, Sam rubbed his lower belly along his brother's back. "You have two of me in you all the time…" He moaned dirtily.
Dean shuddered hard and his balls tightened, getting ready for another intense climax. "Please, Sam..." He want to join his brother's hands on his big, multiple pregnant belly but his arms were shaking and almost giving out underneath him as it was. "I can't... Need... Please..." He begged urgently, feeling his cock as hard as steel, bobbing against his belly just to be pressed down again by the water jets.
Sam knew that tone of his lover's voice, he was likely about to collapse from sexual overload. He didn't need a lifeguard jumping in to save a floundering, naked Dean, so he decided to help him cum a little quicker. With a relatively quick push into his big brother's prostate, Sam reached down and yanked on Dean's cock, hoping to pull the orgasm out of him.
A loud hiss escaped the older Winchester's throat as his brother roughly jerked him to completion and he was shaking so hard by his intense orgasm that his arms could barely hold him over water. Completely incoherent he could only whimper lowly as his body shuddered and twitched while he pumped his release into the bubbling hot water of their pool.
While pumping Dean full, Sam bit his lip to try and not draw any extra attention to their exploits. He then very carefully lowered both of them back into their seats and relaxed against the walls of the tub. "I feel so much better now…" He sighed with pure contentment.
"Ohmygod..." Dean panted breathlessly, feeling his eyelids getting heavy, exhausted from their little public sex episode and lulled by the warm water surrounding and massaging his heavy body. "Never wanna... leave... This's awesome..." He mumbled dreamily and leaned his head against Sam's shoulder.
"Who's the fucker with that obnoxious Metallica ringtone?" The boys heard someone grumble as they walked out of the locker room. "It won't stop going in there!"
Dean's eyes shot open and he exchanged a quick glance with Sam. That could be Mrs. Jacobs trying to reach them. Maybe something was wrong with Jesse. They had to get home! His mind was working a mile a minute and he could see the same agitated thoughts mirrored in his brother's eyes. Grabbing for his discarded swimming trunks, he hurriedly tried to squeeze his swollen body back into the elastic material to get going.
Sam followed Dean's every move, trying to do everything as quickly as he could, but his swollen body couldn't really move efficiently anymore. "Everything's fine." He told his brother as he heaved himself out of the pool.
"How can you be so sure?" Dean's eyes were wide with unmasked worry. "We shouldn't have left him alone for so long! It's the first time that we left him with someone else..."
"This won't help." Sam pointed out to Dean as he helped his brother out onto the deck and they waddled back to the changing room, the sound of "Enter Sandman" muffled behind their locker. "He's fine, he's probably just..."
Not listening to his brother's ranting, Dean pulled his arm free and started waddling faster, his heart pounding too fast already. "Damn, why did we leave him alone?" He muttered and ran his hands through his wet hair. He couldn't get fast enough to the lockers and bumped into three old ladies, who were just coming out of the changing rooms, but didn't so much as look at them or apologize. Reaching their locker, he took two attempts to get the code right and open it because his fingers were shaking with nerves. "Hello?" He panted into the cell as soon as he had found it and had punched the send button.
"Oh hello, Dean." Mrs. Jacobs said happily on the other end. "I hope I'm not bothering you!"
The older Winchester rolled his eyes but managed to keep any bitchy remarks to himself. If the old lady was sounding so cheery, then everything had to be okay and that thought made him relax instantly. "No you're not." He assured her quickly. "Why are you calling? Is Jesse being fussy?"
"Oh he was." The old lady admitted. "But he finally went to sleep just a moment ago. He must have been missing his daddies, but the little guy tuckered himself out!"
Mouthing a silent “He's okay” to Sam, who was staring at him questioningly, Dean sighed in relief. "He can be quite a hand full sometimes... but we're already on our way and should be back home in twenty minutes." He explained, already wiggling into his shirt. "Thank you so much for taking care of him."
"Not a problem, anytime!" She said cheerily before she hung up on the other end.
"Was it anything at all?" Sam asked, reading the look on Dean's face as he started to get changed.
Dean shook his head as he stepped into his jeans. "He was just a bit fussy and didn't want to fall asleep." He pulled at the denim, trying to fit his ass back into his jeans, which wasn't easy given the weight gain but was even more difficult this time because he was still wearing his wet shorts. "Guess we should maybe put him to bed ourselves before we come here next time." He added with a smug wink in Sam's direction.
Sam sighed, trying to dry himself off quickly. "We just might be getting too old for this, you know…" He dramatically stated, trying not to laugh as Dean failed to get his clothes on efficiently.
"Speak for yourself, Sammy." Dean chuckled, still fidgeting to get the buttons done up. "I'm at the peak of my sexuality." He smirked and rubbed his big, swollen belly barely concealed by the snug shirt he was wearing. The twins were going crazy again either because of all the stress from a few minutes ago or because of Dean's body reacting to the sight of Sam towelling himself off. He was definitely on his peak of his sexuality if he was already getting hard in his pants but now they really had to haul ass, so he decided to keep the mental picture for later. "C'mon, I wanna get home and check on Jesse... And maybe do something else if you are still up for it, old man." He teased and sat down to put his boots on.
The younger Winchester set the towel down next to his brother and relaxed. The baby was fine. Dean was clearly not too old for this, and Sam was even younger. He stepped forward, his right belly in Dean's face and sighed as the baby rolled around inside him. "Jesse's fine, I think I might take a quick shower, first…" He purred. "Am I flying solo on this one?"
The horny, older brother immediately took the bait and licked his lips. "You're right, we should shower first. I really feel... DIRTY right now." He grinned smugly and cupped Sam's crotch through his snug swimming shorts. "You know because of all that chlorine and... stuff." He purred, shoving his brother backwards in the direction of the showers. Mrs. Jacobs and Jesse should be okay for another few more minutes, he decided as he rubbed his erection against the bulge in Sam's shorts.
The End
On to the 3rd installment in the 'verse: "Let's Get This SHOW On The Road"