Fic:Being Prepared Is Half The Battle Won - 7th instalment of the ‘Living Life to the Fullest’-Verse
Title: Being Prepared Is Half The Battle Won - 7th instalment of the ‘Living Life to the Fullest’-Verse
Author: mpregloveranon
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: NC-17 pwp, Mpreg, breeder!fic, graphic births, mark to see Spoilers for more warning and kinks: water & food bloat, begging, pain!kink, belly!kink, rough!sex, fingering, dirty talk, pissing, handjobs, blowjobs, 69ing, dildos, buttplugs, cockrings, navel!play, lube & cum enemas, fisting, rimming, cum eating, snowballing
Disclaimer: I just own a kinky imagination. The characters belong to CW, Kripke and whoever else righfully is making money with them.
Summary: A gluttony-induced bellyache leads to Sam and Dean discovering their belly!kinks. After trying to re-enact the very inspiring kinky sex they had, Dean comes up with a crazy idea that might satisfy their new needs and at the same time get the angels off their backs.
This 'Verse is dedicated to the incredible
vanster23
Thanks for all the inspiration and for being an awesome test reader and cheerleader! ;)
Okay guys, I put a lot of warnings on this story but I somehow have the need to give you a heads-up here because this chapter is getting pretty kinky! ;) I hope I didn't go too far but RL has been really stressful for the past month and I needed to blow off steam which apparently led to writing serious pwp. *blushes*
Previous Parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6
Part 7: Being Prepared Is Half The Battle Won
After giving birth the brothers couldn’t get enough of each other. The experience had been painful, especially for Sam, but also the most intense they had ever had. The first few weeks after the delivery they had felt empty, even if their bellies had still been well rounded, and had resorted to taking frequent enemas and butt plugs to keep the liquid for longer periods. They had also tried out some more toys and new position to spice up their already busy love life.
Dean sniggered at his lover’s excitement as he ran around the room and fluffed up the sea of pillows in their bed for the millions time that day. It was barely noon and they had already had sex four times and the older brother just couldn’t stop grinning. “You’re gonna give yourself a heart attack if you don’t stop running around like some… mad… workaholic ant.”
“I just want to have everything right at hand.” Sam replied still smiling happily.
His baby brother looked slightly flushed and completely adorable and Dean was deeply grateful that he wasn’t freaking out but actually looking forward to giving birth this time around. “Everything is perfect, Sam. Come here.” He patted the empty side of the bed next to him.
Sam approached his brother’s side of the bed and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “Are you trying to get in my pants again?” He attempted to waggle his eye brows ending up looking totally ridiculous.
The older Winchester answered with a smug eye brow waggle of his own and pulled the taller man down for another more passionate kiss. “If you were naked I wouldn’t have to worry about your pants, right?” He motioned down his own butt naked and beautifully rounded body for emphasis.
Taking a couple of steps back from the bed, the younger hunter teasingly pulled the waistband of his track pants down in slow motion, revealing inch by inch more tight stretched skin until reaching the clearly defined bulge between his strong legs and freeing his impressive erection.
“Mind to join me NOW?” Dean’s licked his lips at the arousing sight and felt his own cock respond as well.
Still teasing the taller man walked around the bed and gracefully climbed onto the spacious mattress, crawling towards his lover like a wild animal stalking his prey. Right in front of his big brother he stopped and lowered himself onto his elbows, rubbing his full and heavy belly against the soft fresh covers with a low purr.
The blissful expression on his brother’s attractive features and the sinful throaty sound coming from him, made the Dean rock hard immediately.
Sam heard his brother’s stifled groan and moved closer to lick at the angry red head of his cock. “Wanna lick every last inch of your big and beautiful body.” He was breathless with need. “Taste you… and slowly… lick you open…”
“Yesss…” The older hunter rasped, enjoying the wet heat around his erection.
“Turn around.”
Obediently Dean rolled onto his front and got his knees under himself, sticking his butt in the air in invitation.
Shifting around to kneel behind the man he loved, Sam rubbed his bulged out abdomen against the smooth fleshy globes of his brother’s ass and reached around him to begin massaging his low hanging fecund belly. He had never thought that being so full and bloated could be this hot. Feeling Dean alternately press down into his warm hands and grind back against his belly gave him a new crazy idea. Letting go of his lover’s sensually curved stomach and ignoring the noise of protest he made, Sam grabbed both butt cheeks in front of him and pulled them apart as far as possible, angling his popped belly button at the pink puckered hole that was revealed. He saw stars when his oversensitive navel finally touched his lover’s equally responsive entrance and rubbed against it.
“Sam’s that your…” Dean was shivering with lust and could barely hold himself up on his elbows and knees.
“Urgh… Yeah.” Needing to feel more and get closer the younger Winchester pressed both his thumbs against the stimulated muscle ring and gently pulled in open, sinking his out-poking belly button into the warm heat. “I… Urgh… S’good…”
Dean knew that it would be a waste of energy to try to form actual words at this point and only moaned at the sweet stretch of the intrusion. The small nub wasn’t exactly thick or long enough to really impale him but just the thought of his brother’s sensual belly button inside him was almost enough to make him cum. Who would’ve thought the Sammy Winchester could be so kinky? He tried to clench his hole around the fleshy nub and his lover’s hands came back to play with his own belly button, pulling, poking and scratching at it.
“Dothatagain.”
The rushed plea prompted him to grind back and one more time squeeze the enlarged navel with his hole. Suddenly he was being thrown onto his back and his mouth was attacked by hungry, demanding lips.
“So hot…” The dark-haired lover mumbled into the heated battle of tongues, lips and teeth. “Need something… in me… Fill me up…”
Shaken out of his lust-induced daze the eldest Winchester fumbled around on his nightstand until his fingers wrapped around the item he was searching. Smirking triumphantly he caressed his brother’s cheek with the tip of the pink, vibrating double dildo, taking in the lusty gaze he received in return. “Remember that one time in the hot tub, Sammy?”
“Oh, yeah…” Sam growled and retrieved the cherry-flavored lube from his bedside table. “Back-to-back… on all fours?”
Eagerly Dean assumed the demanded pose and arched his back wantonly. “Let’s see how many times we can cum like this.” The husky tone of voice held a clear challenge that his lover was more than willing to accept.
Sam coated the whole silicone toy with lube and crawled to the foot of the bed. The first few inches of the dildo weren’t all that thick and, just like his lover, he sometimes liked to feel the slight burn of something penetrating him, therefore he poked one head of the toy at Dean’s entrance and waited for him to get the clue. When his big brother’s hand circled around the new toy, Sam grabbed the other end and slowly pushed backwards to impale himself on it.
Loud, lustful and practically pornographic moaning filled the otherwise silent room.
“Where’s the starter button?” Dean asked in a hoarse whisper and cried out in surprise when his baby brother activated the vibrating toy, going to full throttle in two seconds before regulating the vibrating movement down again. “SAM!”
Gradually they spread their knees further apart to get closer to the mattress and rub their distended and close to bursting bellies against the crumpled bed sheets.
“Ow…” Sam hissed completely out of the blue.
Dean stopped moving in alarm. “You okay, Sammy?”
“Yeah.” The younger man quickly assured his overprotective brother. “Guess it’s time but I’m okay.” To reinforce his statement he started thrusting back against the vibrating toy connecting them to each other. “I’ll be fine, Dean.”
*
Over an hour, all four vibration intensities and three orgasms later they discarded the dildo and their attention went to the still unused anal beads sitting on top of their sex toy collection.
Seeing the excited gleam in his baby brother’s eyes, Dean took the silicone toy out of the box and teasingly poked at his lover’s relaxed entrance, hissing in surprise when the first three beads went in without any resistance.
“Keep going…” The younger hunter persuaded, arching his back to indicate that he was ready for the bigger rubber balls.
Dean only gave the toy a weak push and watched in awe how his brother’s hungry hole gradually swallowed the next two beads. He listened to his lover’s pleasured moaning when the following sphere slipped past his sphincter and gently pulled the ball back out when it had almost vanished into the wanton body.
“More.” Sam demanded and groaned deeply when he felt the last two beads, which diameters of about two and two and a half inches, gradually breach his entrance.
Frantically humping down hard onto the inflatable buttplug embedded in his own dilating hole, Dean pulled the last three smooth balls back out of his brother and pushed them back in, trying to find a good pace to coax as many sexy noises out of Sam as possible and enjoying to see him throw his hips upwards every time he hit his prostate with the first bead of the toy.
“Need something… bigger…” The taller hunter sounded needy as he looked around and finally pulled the drawer of his bedside table open. After some blind fumbling he held an eggplant-shaped dildo, which he had found on a German website and their private angelic UPS had promptly delivered, in his hand and smiled up into his brother’s widened eyes. Gripping Dean’s wrist and pulling the anal beads out of his rectum one by one, he squeezed a sizable amount of lube onto the new, much larger toy and tentatively pressed the wide end against his opening. The smooth rubber vegetable was a solid weight in his hand and he wasn’t completely sure if his hole could really take the impressive girth but he was so aroused that he was willing to try.
“My God, Sammy…” Dean gasped in shock when he understood what his brother intended to do with the enormous dildo. “That will never…” He broke off and swallowed dry when his lover’s perineum began to stretch wider trying to encompass the kinky vegetable.
Sam’s face contorted in a mix of ‘want more’ and ‘oh God too much’ but he went ahead and gradually increased the pressure he was applying to his loosening hole.
“Need a hand?” The older Winchester’s voice was a mere lust-filled rasp by now and he didn’t wait for an answer before he licked a long wet stripe along his right palm and began pumping his lover’s weeping cock to make him climax one more time and thereby help him to dilate further. The plan seemed to be working because it didn’t take long for Sam to cum in a few erratic spurts and the dildo slowly inched deeper into him.
Getting the widest part of the eggplant in was the hardest but with his brother’s skillful hands eagerly working him to completion again, Sam managed to push the object deep enough into his tingling body. He wanted to push it a little further when he felt it slip from between his fingers and actually glide all the way in, until only the green stem poked out of his slack hole. The feeling of fullness in his lower body was so overwhelming that he kept completely still for a whole minute.
Sensing that his brother was about to ask him if he was okay, he forced himself to do something assuring and moaned obscenely. He clutched at the stem and wanted to pull the silicone toy out again but his fingers were just too slick and he couldn’t get a grip on it. Getting another idea he spread his slightly bent legs as wide as he could and gave an experimental push, right away feeling the toy gradually slip free again.
Dean couldn’t believe his eyes and almost forgot how to breathe when he witnessed how his beautiful, child-heavy lover was pushing the slippery sex toy out of his gaping hole.
Giving a final grunt when the object was expelled from his body, Sam smirked at his lover. “Guess I’m ready for the real thing now.”
“God, Sammy! You trying to kill me or something?” The older Winchester panted. He had been so mesmerized watching his lover, that he had stopped fucking himself on the buttplug and now he became aware of how painful his erection was getting.
Sam saw the throbbing and leaking cock and leaned in close to his brother’s ear. “Let’s find out how much you can take, Dean… Want me to get you all nice and loose?”
The blonde hunter only lay back down and spread his legs invitingly.
“That’s what I thought.” He sat back on his haunches and pulled the already loose-fitting buttplug out of his big brother’s wanton hole. “What do you think will fill you up better… the veggie or… my hand?”
Dean swallowed. Oh, God, Sam could be such a tease and he had such big hands! “Your hand.”
Getting right down to business the younger Winchester started probing the stretched entrance excitedly trying to gauge how many fingers Dean could already take. Considering that the dilation was progressing nicely and that his brother liked it rough, Sam pressed four of his slender, long digits tightly together and shoved them right into the lube slicked hole.
“Yeah!” Dean bucked his hips upwards at the intrusion and his pupils were immediately blown wide with pure lust.
“That’s four fingers but there’s still a thumb and a whole hand to go.” Sam informed smugly. “Think you really can take my whole fist or are you biting off more than you can chew?”
“I can take it!”
His lover sounded breathless but determined and Sam could feel his own cock start to throb after being ignored for so long. “Okay, then let’s get started…” He twisted his fingers around and crooked them experimentally, biting his lips to prevent from cuming just from his brother’s pornographic moaning. There were big glistening pearls of pre-cum pouring out of his aching slit and his balls were getting tighter by the second. Slipping in the index finger of his left hand along his other digits, the younger hunter circled the inside of his lover’s opening a few times to help it stretch some more before pushing his thumb in as well.
Dean gasped for air and his eyes almost rolled back into his head at the added girth. “So full…”
“There’s still more to come.” His baby brother teased. “You’re supposed to push a whole baby out of that ‘orifice’ remember?” To punctuate his statement he shoved his right hand half an inch deeper and continued to massage the perineum gently but thoroughly. “C’mon jerk yourself off for me.” He prompted as the pressure deep in his own groin went up another notch.
The older brother didn’t miss a beat and simultaneously grabbed both their sticky, rigid members and pumped them in long, strong strokes.
“Urgh…” Sam chocked on his next breath when the warm, rough fingers closed around him. Pressing his fingers tightly together he thrust them a few times into his lover’s greedy hole while he poured fresh lube onto his knuckles and up his wrist. “Take a deep breath!” He warned and at the same time shoved his unyielding knuckles passed the clenching muscle ring.
“Ow!” The blonde hunter yelped out in unmasked pain.
Sam held his hand still and rubbed his free hand up his brother’s distended belly and soothingly over his rapidly rising and falling chest. “Sorry… Just breathe through it…” There was no point in pulling back out again, because that would only mean more pain for his lover, so he waited for him to calm down and establish eye contact.
“You alright?” He felt strong fingers squeeze around his cock and took that as an affirmation. Tentatively brushing his fingertips along the smooth, hot inner walls he began to explore his lover’s body cautiously. He found Dean’s prostate without problems but only patted it once not wanting to spoil all the fun already.
The lower part of his big brother’s rectum was all loose and stretched getting ready to accommodate the baby, but when he pushed his fingers deeper into the scorching channel, he could feel it tighten up again. Noticing his lover’s barely contained hiss, when he reached the snug passage, Sam pulled his fingers back a little and stumbled upon a hard bulge with an undefined texture. He traced the weird surface very carefully for a few seconds before he figured out that it was the baby’s head. He had apparently found the spot where Dean’s cervix met with his rectum only an inch above his prostate. Curiosity got the best of him and he traced the outline of his lover’s muscular new inner channel before pushing lightly against the babies head.
Dean didn’t know what his brother was doing with his fingers but suddenly it felt really weird and he couldn’t help it but to clench up. He heard Sam shout out in surprise when he squeezed around his baby brother’s wrist and only managed a grunted command because there was all of a sudden a very strong urge to push. “Pull OUT!”
Not daring to object Sam pressed his fingers once more tightly together and pulled out swiftly, hoping that faster equaled less painful like it did with a band-aid. He almost fell off the bed when he tried to make way for Dean who was scrambling onto the floor and apparently attempting to squat down.
“It’s coming… Feel it… dropping…” The older Winchester panted through the contractions, which started flaring through him with unexpected force and speed. Bracing himself against the bed with one arm and holding his rock solid contracting belly with the other, he bore down hard and instantly felt the burning which indicated that the baby’s head was already breaching his opening.
Sam climbed of the bed and kneeled down next to his lover as fast as his heavy and swollen belly allowed. “Oh God, Dean, the head’s almost out!”
Gasping for breath and gritting his teeth the blonde hunter gave another great push and the child’s body slipped free in one fluid motion. “Yeah… Now the… after… birth…” The heaving man only took a quick peak at the wailing baby, taking in light blonde curls and steel blue, inhuman-looking eyes, and began to massage his deflating stomach to ease the expulsion of the placenta which plopped out of him only moments later.
“Are you okay?” The dark-haired hunter’s eyes reflected worry and amazement at how well his brother had coped with the delivery.
“Yeah… Help be back… onto the bed…”
“Sure.” Sam stood up and encircled his big brother’s drained body with both arms and gently guided him onto their bed. Then he picked up the now thankfully silent child and placed it on the other side of the bed before climbing up onto it himself. “Think it happened so fast because I triggered something down there?” He asked genuinely puzzled.
Dean shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe…”
Even though his brother looked exhausted and had obviously experienced some pain while delivering the baby, Sam wanted to give the whole fisting and fingering his cervix a try if that meant that he could have such an easy delivery as well. His hand was still sufficiently coated with lube and he felt pretty loose already, so he didn’t think it over too much and just shoved all five fingers into himself until the knuckles bumped against the slack skin of his entrance.
“Want me to… do that… for you?” Dean offered still breathless and feeling a little dizzy.
“It’s okay.” The younger brother reassured and started playing with his sensitive belly button nervously.
The older hunter might be pretty worn out but he still noticed the tense set of his baby brother’s shoulders. Knowing that Sam wouldn’t be able to go through with what he intended to do next Dean leaned over and kissed him. “Let me do it, Sammy. Just slick my hand up for me.”
Smiling gratefully the taller lover uncapped the lube and coated his big brother’s fingers.
Kissing Sam once more, Dean squeezed his fingers together to make the intrusion as painless as possible and shoved them into the gaping pink hole in one go. He heard his brother suck in a deep breath through clenched teeth and pressed down onto his prostate to mask the stretch and burn with pleasure. The plan actually worked so well that Sam even shot a single but fountain-like jet of thick white cum against the underside of his hugely swollen belly. That was all the diversion the older Winchester needed to move his skillful fingers upwards and fumble a little with the thin-stretched skin of Sam’s internal cervix. When he finally applied some pressure on the kind of crowning head of the baby, his brother bolted upright with a sharp gasp and pushed against Dean’s touch. “Okay, I’m pulling out! Can you move into a squat, Sammy?”
The younger man didn’t listen to him or had other plans because he only shifted onto his wide spread knees and gripped the head board of the king-sized bed. He took a very deep breath and started pushing as hard as he could, trying to not let the weird feeling of something moving downwards inside of him distract him. His head was turning a dark shade of crimson and the veins on his neck looked like they might bust any second.
Dean was about to tell his little brother to relax and take a breather when he suddenly gave a loud cry and came all over the bed covers while the baby’s head slipped free and the rest of the small body followed without any trouble.
Both men didn’t notice Castiel entering the room and approaching the bed until he produced a small engraved dagger and slice the first baby boy’s umbilical cord.
Sam expelled the placenta and collapsed down onto his back.
“You both did well.” The angel stated shortly and cut the second child free.
“Mind to do the room-service trick before you leave?” Dean asked feeling sore but more like himself already.
“Of course.” The celestial messenger only blinked his eyes and all the gory mess they had been lying in was gone and replaced by fresh smelling bedding. “I see that you both are in good health after these births.” He collected both children from the bed.
“Yeah.” Sam panted thankful for the easy delivery.
“You will see me in two moths.” Castiel stated and, just like, that vanished.
Both brothers lay side by side for a few minutes reevaluating their newest experience as breeders until Sam looked out of the window and saw that it was already pitch black night outside. “What time is…” His question became futile when the faint orange glow appeared. “Oh, no…” He closed his eyes, steeling himself for what was to come. They had both just given birth and were pretty beat but they had already been through the whole impregnation process often enough to know that there was no way to resist the wave of lust and need it brought forth.
Dean’s face clearly showed that he had been thinking the same but shifted onto all fours and locked eyes with his baby brother. “Let’s get this over with and sleep for a week.” Grimacing when he lifted one knee to straddle Sam’s groin he braced himself against the younger man’s shoulders.
“No, Dean… You must be just as sore as I am… I’m not having sex with you like this.” There was deep felt concern written all over the tired features.
“Nothing we can do about it, Sammy… I’ll be fine.” Gently lowering himself onto his lover’s hardening cock he felt the first spark of desire flare up deep inside his core. The babies started rolling around immediately and didn’t give him the chance to continue his slow downward movement because his legs and arms were shaking with need and just gave out under his weight.
Sam had noticed his big brother’s trembling arms and thighs and had made a quick grab for his biceps to stop him from falling down all the way. “You okay?”
The older Winchester looked confused. “Yeah… Must have caught me… in time.” He tried to take some of his weight of Sam’s arms. “Let’s try again… slowly.”
In a combined effort, trying to fight their increasing need to jump each others bones, they gradually lowered Dean down but he still couldn’t feel anything, even if he had to be at least half way down impaled on his lover’s erection. “You feeling anything… at all, Sammy?”
Eye brows drawn up the dark-haired hunter shook his head after thinking about the question for a couple of seconds. His cock was rock hard and he was sure that he would probably cum at the slightest of touches but he didn’t feel his lover around him.
Dean continued to move down and finally there was a slight burning. Eagerly he pushed down into his baby brother’s groin and suddenly it felt like his whole body was on fire and about to explode. The feeling was so overwhelming that he went stock still and only stared wide eyed into the distance.
“URGH!” Sam couldn’t suppress a half tortured groan when something warm and wet enveloped his balls. It took him a moment to understand that he was literally balls deep inside his brother and that it was Dean’s stretched out perineum that was touching his own slack skin around his abused hole. He didn’t dare move even if he cock suddenly slipped deeper and breached the narrower part of his lover’s inner channels, Sam had been exploring with his fingers earlier.
“MOVE!” Dean commanded urgently and weakly attempted to bounce up and down on Sam’s shaft, causing a very faint but sweet friction around the head of his brother’s cock.
The younger hunter was unsure if moving was really such a good idea because there was no way in hell that Dean wasn’t hurting. He wanted to argue but felt his lover’s sloppy entrance actually clenching lightly around his ballbag.
Their bellies were glowing brightly and the babies’ activity was more than either could bear, so they started a tired but determined undulating rhythm.
The lack of strength in his arms and the need for more stimulation, besides the incredibly hot burn at his hole and the throbbing ache in his steel hard cock, made Dean lean forward to lay flat against Sam’s body. Their slightly deflated, hyperactive bellies were squashed by his weight but he was sure that they and the kids would be fine because the angels were still protecting them. In this new position every shallow thrust of Sam’s moving hips caused their popped and highly responsive belly buttons to rub against each other.
“Ohmygod, DEAN!” Sam finally screamed and shot his hot, liquid release deep into his brother’s core.
Dean’s cock was trapped somewhere between the swollen skin of both their huge, pliant bellies and the sensation of being filled with his lover’s cum made him reach his climax as well.
They were beyond exhaustion but still over the moon while Dean rolled off his brother. Both trying to figure out how their sex life could get any wilder at this point.
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End of Part 7
On to Part 8