Fic: Facing The Future - 10th instalment of the ‘Living Life to the Fullest’-Verse - COMPLETE
Title: Facing The Future - 10th 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! ;)
Alright, guys, this is the last part of this storyline! This is a 'verse so I might get back to it and write some time-stamps but for now this is it. I have a few other stories in work so you can keep lurking if you're interested. :D I hope you enjoy this last instalment and tell me what you think about it! Thanks to everyone who's been commenting on my stories: You guys are awesome!
Previous Parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
Part 10: Facing The Future
The first few days after giving birth to the last angel babies had been the hardest for the brothers, because reality had come crashing down like a tidal wave of loss, frustration and utter despair. They had let the angels use their bodies to procreate for ten months and they had come to like their breeder existence with the amazing feeling of fullness, the incredible sex and even the partly painful experiences of giving birth. Now they weren’t even able to return to their old lifestyle because the hunt had also been taken away from them, when Lucifer had been defeated and Heaven came out triumphant in the big War between Good and Evil. All they had ever known was gone, leaving them feeling miserable and uncertain about their future.
After sulking and wallowing in self-pity for over a week they had finally left the house for the first time and driven around searching for the nearest town to restock on food and other necessities, because the angels apparently weren’t taking care of their grocery shopping any longer. Finding a few smaller towns in the closer vicinity of their cabin they had bought enough food to feed a small army as well as a few personal items paying for everything with one of their last two fake credit cards. They would have to get real jobs with paychecks and health insurance but right now they still needed a few weeks to relax and come to terms with all the new developments in their lives.
Sam had started to workout everyday trying to get back in shape as fast as possible because he didn’t want the flabby skin around his midsection or anything else to remind him of their time as breeders. He sometimes managed to coax his brother to tag along for his morning runs through the woods surrounding the house but the older Winchester wasn’t really into the whole fitness kink his lover seemed to be developing and usually only did a few exercises at home to get back to his old own self.
Their sex life had also gradually gone back to how it had been before, with a few kinky adjustments. At first they had resorted to frequently taking enemas, in order to imitate the feeling of being full, when they had sex but as soon as the stretched out skin on their abdomens had started to regress back to normal they searched for other options.
Flashback
It had been three weeks since their deal with the angels had officially ended with the birth of the last two babies and after being miserable for days on end the Winchesters were now determined to move on. It still felt too early to run out into the real world outside of their cozy little love shack and do such mundane things as grocery shopping or getting a job but they were willing to take all new challenges one step at a time. They agreed that the first step in the list should definitely include sex because that part of their life had been the most important form the biggest part of the year.
He knew that it was stupid, because they had seen each other naked and heavily pregnant often enough, but Sam still felt a little self-conscious when he stripped out of his clothes and looked at his reflection in the mirror. All the physical exercise was already showing effect but there was still a small bulge where his abs used to be. He poked the soft flesh with his finger tips and sighed in frustration.
“You ready, Sam?” Dean asked, waltzing into their room in all his naked glory. Setting a bottle of lube and the box with the sex toys down on their nightstand and watched his lover with hungry eyes. Noticing the nervous smile his baby brother gave him, he sat down next to him and lovingly stroked his thigh. “What’s up, Sammy?”
The younger hunter broke eye contact and shook his head. “Nothing.”
“C’mon, if you’re not in the mood, we don’t have to do this now.” He could already feel the first sparks of desire deep within him just by being so close to his naked lover but he would give him time, if he wasn’t ready yet.
The genuine concern in his big brother’s voice made relax a bit. “I just don’t feel… I just want to be back to my old self and I’ve been working really hard on it but I still look like this.” He grabbed the flabby skin on his stomach and pulled at it in irritation.
“I’m not back in shape, yet, either. So what? You don’t find me attractive enough to fuck?” Dean asked trying to make his brother understand how ridiculous it was to be worried about looks at this point. Apparently he had been a little too harsh, judging by the sad expression on his lover’s face as he shook his head again. Thinking of something more appropriate to say, the older Winchester cupped his brother’s cheek with one hand, to get his attention. “You know how much you mean to me, Sam, and it’s never been about looks!”
“I know.” Sam admitted timidly but at least kept eye contact this time.
“Alright, then let’s take this slow.” He slowly leaned in, giving his lover the chance to pull back if he wanted, and pressed his plump, silky lips to his baby brother’s mouth. Staring deep into nervous blue orbs he gently stroked his thumb over his lover’s cheek bone and licked his bottom lip, asking for permission to take the chaste kiss one step further.
Sam was a slightly taken aback by the chaste behavior but went along with it. The last few months had really taken a toll on them and considering how often they had fallen asleep in each others arms lately this new sweet side of his brother wasn’t that surprising at all. Gradually getting into the whole idea of making out, the dark-haired hunter pushed his tongue into his brother’s hot mouth and began to explore it with slow, powerful licks.
A few minutes later they were still kissing but the kiss had become more heated and demanding. They were panting into each others mouths because they didn’t want to stop their passionate battle of tongues and teeth but still needed oxygen. Dean had gradually started to coax his brother into a more comfortable position and they ended up lying on their sides with their legs tangled. Their groins were pressed together and they were both aware of their growing erections when Sam pulled back all of a sudden. “Make love to me.”
Dean smiled at the request and rolled them over so that he was on top of his baby brother. He didn’t want to break the mood by saying something stupid and therefore he decided to keep his mouth busy, trailing butterfly kisses down Sam’s long neck and all over the smooth skin on his chest, while letting his hands roam over every inch of the amazing body before him. He stopped to take one of the still very responsive, dark nipples between his kiss swollen lips and circled it teasingly with the tip of his skilful tongue before covering his teeth and biting down on it to coax a low groan out of his lover. Grinning in triumph when he felt Sam’s cock twitch in excitement he moved further down, scratching his fingernails along his brother’s side, and pressed more open mouthed kisses to the warm, pliant flesh of his lover’s abdomen. “Beautiful!” He mumbled before licking into the hollow of the narrow belly button.
“Please.” The younger man whimpered getting needy with each worshipping lick and touch.
Moving back to the top of the bed, Dean gave his brother another quick peck on the lips and grabbed the lube. Applying a small dollop of the cold gel right onto the sensitive pink pucker, he used the pad of his index finger to rub the lubricant around the tight opening while massaging Sam’s balls with his other hand. He could hear his lover’s breathing getting a little faster in anticipation and enjoyed the low moans that escaped from his throat every time he pressed his fingertip into the quivering hole.
Feeling his brother’s body shiver with increasing arousal, he decided to cut the teasing short and inserted his first finger into the slick pucker and instantly felt Sam relax underneath him and around his digit. This was all invitation he needed to carefully push a second finger in and start to work the muscle ring more thoroughly. Scissoring and crooking his finger inside the velvety cavern he felt his own cock starting to leak onto his thigh.
Sam was squirming on the white sheet and pushing back against the welcomed intrusion but it still wasn’t enough. “I’m ready!”
“That’s just two fingers, Sam.” Dean pointed out, but his brother just shook his head.
“Ready for you!”
He wanted to ask one more time if Sam was really sure but his own aching cock and his brother’s pleading were making him dizzy with need. Slicking his erection up with a few hasty pulls, the older hunter nudged his lover’s hole with the thick head of his cock and gently pushed into the tight channel.
“Oohhh…” Sam moaned, biting his lip but at the same time pushing back against his erection impaling himself further.
Dean felt the first drops of sweat forming on his brow as he tried to contain the urge start thrusting already.
The younger hunter had his eyes closed but looked completely serene for a few seconds before he opened his eye lids and revealed blue orbs darkened with untainted lust. “Move!”
Locking eyes with his lover, Dean finally began to thrust in and out of the silky glove surrounding his throbbing member. He canted his hips and aimed for the small bundle of nerves to make his brother scream with pleasure and hit the prostate dead on before breaching the muscular channel of Sam’s cervix on his next thrust. The penetration made both brothers gasped as the pleasure inside them went up a few more notches and Dean sped up his rhythm instinctively as his balls tensed and he could feel his orgasm building quickly. It only took a few more thrusts before he came in long, hard spurts deep inside his lover’s body and collapsed onto him breathlessly.
“MORE!” Sam was still rock hard and felt like he was about to burst but he could feel his brother’s cock going limp already.
Lifting himself back onto all fours, Dean stretched towards the nightstand and fumbled in the plastic box until he found a large corncrob-shaped dildo. Quickly spreading lube around the silicone toy, he pulled out of Sam and shoved the first few inches of the narrow end of the sex toy into his loosened entrance. “Good?”
“Yeah, keep… going.” His cock was aching painfully but he refused to touch himself.
The blonde hunter pressed the corncrob deeper into his wanton lover’s hole and tried to get the right angle. A sharp intake of breath told him that he had found Sam’s prostate once again and he aimed slightly higher.
Sam’s face was flushed, with sweat glistening and dampening his bangs. “OHMYGOD! THERE!”
Rubbing his groaning and trembling baby brother’s inner thigh with one palms, Dean shoved the rest of the toy into his body until it was completely swallowed by his hungry pink hole. “Now push it back out!”
The younger man’s eyes widened, shining with pure lust and desire, as he pulled his knees up and started to clench his inner walls in order to push the intrusive object out again. Every small bump of the uneven texture of the toy that slipped past his entrance sent another jolt of pleasure to his groin and his cock was leaking big pearls of pre-cum. Grunting with need and effort Sam pushed hard and came with an earth-shaking roar and the dildo slipped free. He had small tears at the corners of his eyes but was smiling up at Dean who winked at him good-naturedly and licked him clean before lying down next to him and pulling him into a loving embrace.
End of Flashback
*
After two months of relaxing and adjusting to their new life as normal people they had finally come to the decision that it was time to get jobs and earn their own money instead of continuing with the credit card frauds. Sam was looking for jobs in libraries in the area and would maybe try to apply for an assistant job at the community college a few towns away while Dean wanted to get work as a mechanic.
Looking rather pale and tired the older Winchester emerged from the bathroom with a towel around his hips and dropped onto the bed next to his lover. “Guess you passed that damn flu bug to me.” He grumbled miserably.
Sam had woken up nauseous but was already feeling a little better after puking his guts out and taking a short nap while his brother had taken his morning shower. He had been feeling quite sick and worn-out for a couple of days now and was starting to find it suspicious that the nausea seemed to be worst after waking up and usually ebbed off during the day. Apart from that he had been exercising everyday and just couldn’t get rid of the small bulge on his midsection. “Have you been sick?” He queried curiously while sitting up.
“No, but I’m exhausted and dizzy… Almost fainted in the shower actually.” Dean answered, closing his eyes for a minute in hope the black spots dancing in his vision would go away.
Worrying his lower lip, the younger ex-hunter voiced his wild guess. “This feels like… morning sickness.”
Green eyes snapped open abruptly. “Sam that’s crazy!”
“We gave birth to a bunch of angel babies. That’s also crazy. I know that they called our deal off but what if we… knocked each other up?” He wasn’t looking at his big brother but he could feel his gaze boring into him nonetheless.
“Sam, we’re men. Two guys can’t make a baby.” There was a deep frown on the older brother’s face.
“We’ve still got wombs so why shouldn’t we have functioning ovaries as well.”
“Alright… Let’s get this straight… You’re suggesting that the angels pulled out of the deal but we, suddenly developed working… female parts, which were never part of the deal by the way, and… knocked each other up?” He was still skeptical but knew that there was no way his younger sibling would stop harassing him if they didn’t discuss this now.
“Yeah.” The dark-haired man shrugged.
Dean grimaced as if he couldn’t believe what he was about to suggest. “Would you stop making such weird ass assumptions if we went to the drugstore and bought tests?”
*
An hour later they hand a bag full of different pregnancies tests and were on their way back to the cabin. Dean had been mortified when his brother had started lining up all the different brands of test on the counter and the cashier had shot him a weird look.
“Dean?” Sam was squirming around in his seat and making his big brother crazy with it.
“Yeah, Sam?”
“If we really are… pregnant…” He sounded cautious and almost doubtful. “That would be a good thing, right?”
The older Winchester turned around before answering. “You kidding me?” His younger brother only shook his head and fidgeted even more under the stern gaze. “Yeah, Sammy, that would be a good thing.” Dean emphasized each word. “Awesome even, if it’ll be anything like those other times.” He grinned wickedly.
A bright and relieved smile spread on the taller man’s face but he was still twitching around with nervous energy. “Pull over.”
“What? You gonna be sick?” The blonde ex-hunter asked but nonetheless parked the car by the side of the road.
Sam was already fumbling with his belt buckle. “No, I just can’t wait until we’re home.”
“Are you nuts, Sam? I’m not gonna let you pee on one of those tests now if will be back home in twenty minutes.” Dean replied in disbelief, convinced that his baby brother had totally lost it.
“It’ll only take five minutes.” He pushed the car door open and threw a glance over his shoulder before getting out of the Impala. “Don’t tell me you’re not curios.”
The older Winchester had to admit that he was really a little bit curios to find out if his lover’s theory was right and they were indeed pregnant but he could totally wait until they were back home. Nevertheless he stepped out of the car and went over to his brother’s side. “Ok, let’s do this quick so that you finally shut up about it.” He made an effort to look annoyed and took one of the offered white plastic sticks in hand. They were in the middle of nowhere and the road looked deserted but he still felt weird when he dropped his pants and started peeing onto the pregnancy test.
Sam was as excited and edgy as a kid on Christmas Eve waiting for Santa when he closed his zipper and placed the test onto the hood of the Impala. “Five minutes.”
Setting his own test next to his brother’s, Dean started getting antsy as well but he blamed it on his lover’s stupid, nervous bouncing and the excited grin on his face. “Would you stop doing that? You’re making me dizzy.”
“Oh, sorry.” Sam apologized, shoving his hands deep into his jeans pockets and leaning back against the warm metal of the car door. “You like children.”
He wasn’t sure if it had been supposed to be a statement or a question but his saw the concerned look return into his baby brother’s eyes and nodded. “Course I do.”
“Good…” Another look at his watch. “Another minute.”
Dean put a hand on his lover’s shoulder and squeezed it comfortingly. “Calm down, Sam. It’ll be fine, no matter what the outcome will be, alright?”
“Okay.” The younger brother nodded hastily, looking back at his watch. “Maybe, we can already see something.” He reached for both tests and passed Dean his before taking deep breath. “Okay, on three… One… Man, this feels so weird…”
“Preaching to the choir here, Sammy.” Dean retorted getting a little anxious himself.
“Two… Okay… Three!”
In unison they looked down at their tests, saw a happy smiley and a plus sign and turned to each other in some kind of shock.
“We’re really…”
“Pregnant!” Sam shouted and nodded ecstatically, feeling all warm and fuzzy and throwing himself at Dean kissing him excitedly.
It was probably a combination of the shock, his lover’s passionate kiss and maybe the first sign of hormonal chaos but suddenly Dean was rock hard and horny as hell. Groaning into his brother’s mouth he began to rub his jeans clad erection against Sam’s crotch, moaning happily when he felt that his lover was also aroused. His mind was going a mile a minute, picturing the awesome sex that lay ahead of them and realizing that they were going to be dads in a few months and that only added to the growing desire washing over him. “Sam… fuck me!” He rasped and attacked his lover’s belt buckle with quick working fingers.
Blue eyes widened in disbelieve and lust. “Here?”
“We’re alone…” The shorter man mumbled and undid the button and the zipper freeing his brother erection from the confining clothing and making short process on his own jeans. “…car.” He tripped on the pants around his ankles but fell right onto the seat and got onto all fours.
Discarding his shirt and undershirt, Sam followed his lead and dropped the clothes onto the empty front seat before pulling at Dean’s t-shirt. Only seconds later they were naked from head to groin and the older Winchester was bent over the backrest of the seat. “I… I don’t have any supplies.” Sam noticed suddenly, disappointment evident in his tone.
“Glove box… Hurry!”
The need in his big brother’s command, almost made him jump. He twisted around in the restricted space of the backseat and reached for the dashboard. “Got it… Just give me a sec to prep you…”
“I’ll be fine… Just get inside me!” Dean panted in urgency and spread his knees eagerly.
“Okay, okay…” Feeling his own desire spike just at the thought of how tight and hot it would feel to take his brother like that… in their car… in the middle of nowhere, Sam hastily smeared a generous amount of lube onto his rigid cock and positioned himself right at his lover’s entrance. “Ready?”
Dean sucked in a quick breath and pushed back against Sam’s erection impaling himself on the stiff member. “Urgh!” He was trembling with sexual tension at the bitter sweet stretch and burn of the intrusion and he could feel his baby brother’s hot panting breath on his neck.
“So tight…” Sam groaned and grabbed both his brother’s narrow hips and slowly pulled out only to push back in with full force.
Arching his back and groaning loudly Dean met the thrusts eagerly, gasping every time that his brother hit his prostate and clenching hard around the thick cock to make his lover groan louder.
Sam could feel his orgasm building fast, completely high on endorphins and probably pregnancy hormones as well. The way his big brother was pushing back against him and rubbing his small baby bump against the leather seat, only encouraged him to pound harder into the welcoming hole until his balls tightened. “So close…” He breathed into the nape of his lover’s neck.
Dean squeezed the base of his cock to prevent himself from cuming all over his baby’s leather seats and tried to milk the impending orgasm out of his brother by clenching his hole hard.
“Urgh!” The younger Winchester growled and came deep inside his big brother’s body, thrusting erratically through the aftershocks and leaning against the shorter man’s naked back while catching his breath.
“A little help here, Sammy?” Dean piped up after a minute and shifted onto his back.
Eying his lover’s still hard and needy cock hungrily, Sam shifted backwards until his naked butt touched the cool glass of the window and twisted his long body awkwardly to lick across his brother’s slick hole. “Don’t want to get any stains on the seats, do we?” He purred and enthusiastically licked his own cum out of his lover’s twitching hole.
“God, SAMMY!”
Moving upwards the younger brother sealed Dean’s mouth with a passionate kiss and let his brother suck the remnants of the bitter liquid from his tongue. Then he pulled back and tentatively licked at the swollen read crown of his lover’s cock.
“Please…”
Enveloping the rigid flesh with his lips, he smiled and pushed two fingers into his brother’s slack entrance.
“Oh, YEAH!” Dean arched his back. “More… Need your… hand… in…”
Sam was about to argue but carefully prodded his lover’s hole and added another two fingers without any resistance. Pulling off the leaking cock, he watched his thumb disappear into the sloppy hole. “Wow! How…”
“’ve been… training… shower…” Came the half incoherent breathy reply.
Turned on by the revelation Sam pushed his whole hand inside and massaged the muscular wall of his brother’s uterus gently. “That’s my baby inside there.” He whispered possessively and stroked the small baby bump.
“Sam!” Dean sounded impatient and breathless.
The younger Winchester looked at his lover dumbly before realizing that he still needed to find completion and then instantly lowered his head to suck the throbbing cock into his mouth. He licked and sucked at the bulbous head of the engorged member for only a few seconds before he could taste the addictive bitter tang of cum on his tongue and feel his brother fall apart underneath him. Sam almost pulled off his brother’s spurting cock when he heard someone knock on the Impala’s window behind him. Refusing to look up, he quickly swallowed his brother’s release before letting go of the deflating cock.
“Wha…” Dean asked still dazed from his orgasm and twisted his head around to see a cop looking at them through the steamed up window. “Ooops.”
Sam turned around to see what ‘Ooops’ meant and went stiff as a poker when he saw the uniformed man.
“I’ll handle it…” The older Winchester informed with evident amusement but lifted his hips and pulled his jeans up. “Put your clothes on, Sammy.” After closing the zipper, Dean got out of the car and faced the policeman with a barely contained smirk on his lips.
“That’s public indecency!” The cop, who looked close to retirement, informed him looking seriously disgusted.
The link between his brain and mouth must have short-circuited during sex because Dean only grinned like a loon and, sticking out his naked slightly curved belly, informed, “We’re gonna be daddies!”
Mumbling something about ‘crazy fairies’ and ‘getting a room’ the uniformed old guy went back to his car and drove off.
Dean looked through the car window and smiled at his baby brother, who looked a strange mix between mortified and really, really pissed off. He knew that Sam would bitch at him the whole way back home and he would probably even turn the whole thing into a real argument by making a stupid remark, but he also knew how awesome pregnant make-up sex was and the smile on his face grew even wider
*
Epilogue (seven months later)
The next few months after the incident with the cop, who had caught them having sex in the Impala, had flown by like nothing. After their second round of celebratory sex they had called Castiel just to confirm that the angels indeed had given them the permanent equipment to knock each other up and bear their own children. It had apparently been meant to be some kind of reward for their help and even if the angels had made that decision without asking them first, neither of the Winchesters was complaining.
Getting used to being pregnant again or maybe still, because Sam had pointed out that they might have impregnated each other right after the births of the last two angel babies, had been harder than any of them could have imagined. This was mainly due to the fact that they weren’t carrying celestial offspring but their own children and therefore were more concerned about each other’s and their babies’ health.
They had been quite horny ever since finding out about their pregnancies, nonetheless they had been a little reluctant during sex at first. Their sexual appetites, though, had grown at an even faster pace than their child-heavy bellies and they soon had started to trust in their gut feelings and do everything that felt good, enjoying their pregnancies as much as possible.
They wanted to do everything right and had immediately started to buy everything and anything they and the babies might need, because they weren’t sure how long they could keep going out in public without drawing too many curios eyes to their ever growing bellies. When they started looking too pregnant, they had even found a supermarket, where they could buy their groceries online and have them delivered. They had everything covered and were looking forward to meet their babies.
*
Currently relaxing on their big comfortable bed Dean watched his brother walk into their room with their firstborn son cradled into his arms and smiled.
Sean Jonathan Winchester was only ten days old but he already had both his daddies wrapped around his chubby little finger. Apparently the previous births had been very fast because of the angelic protection. Sam had been in labor for a total of eighteen exhausting hours, with Dean by his side distracting, encouraging, soothing and generally supporting him through every minute, but in the end all the pain and exertion had been more than worth it when he had seen the scrunched up, pink, little face of their baby boy. As cliché as it might sound, both proud daddies were convinced that they had never seen something more beautiful and perfect than the small, squirming child they had created.
“Did he fall asleep again?” The older Winchester asked, rubbing his naked, still hugely bulged out belly. If Sam’s theory, that they had knocked each other up on the last day of their celestial pregnancies, was right, then Dean was about a week overdue by now and he totally looked it. The skin on his massive, pregnant belly was stretched so thin that the veins were visible and his belly button looked like it might burst out of his enormous stomach any minute. He had been bigger than Sam all through the past nine months but during the last ten days he seemed to be growing completely out of proportion. Nevertheless he was still horny as hell and had only abstained from real sex because his brother had been feeling sore after giving birth.
“Yeah, dozed off as soon as he’d latched onto the nipple but still drank the whole bottle.” Sam reported with an amazed smile. They had found out that Sean apparently was lactose intolerant after a couple of days and started to bottle feed him. Thanks to the fact that Dean could still remember that Sammy had been a very colicky baby, they had been prepared and bought a big stack of special formula just in case any of their kids would need it.
Dean grinned proudly. “That’s my boy. He loves his food.”
Chuckling Sam put their son into his crib which stood opposite to their bed and right next the still empty crib for his baby sibling. As they had never seen a doctor, they didn’t know what they were having but Dean was convinced that he was carrying a boy, always pointing out that he wasn’t getting any girly vibes. “Yeah, he definitely gets that from you. How’re you doing by the way?”
“Horny… as always.” Dean replied palming his erection through the thin cotton of his boxer shorts which he had started wearing since Sean had been born, stating that he wanted to be decent around his kids.
Sam was aware that his big brother had been jerking off several times a day since they had last had sex ten days ago. He had been insatiable during the last few days of his own pregnancy and they had been going at it almost constantly until he had gone into labor, so he knew exactly how his lover was feeling. Unfortunately he had been quite sore after Sean’s birth and not at all in the mood or shape for sex, leaving his brother to his own devices. “Want me to give you a hand?” He asked tentatively.
“I’ve been giving myself a ‘hand’ for days, Sammy.” The blonde ex-hunter grumbled in frustration. “I need real sex.”
“But Sean’s in here, we can’t do it with him in the room.” Sam tried to find a viable excuse because he was still feeling a little tender.
Dean frowned and his voice was actually pleading. “C’mon, Sammy… Babies can sleep through an earthquake… He won’t even notice us… Wait!” He made a feeble attempt to stand up but fell back onto the mattress on his first try.
“What are you doing, Dean? Let me help you.” The dark-haired Winchester made two big steps and was at his brother’s side.
“I’m not an invalid… Let’s move it to the living room.” Dean eagerly suggested, leading the way into the adjoining room with his baby brother trailing after him.
“You sure you’re up for this?” Sam questioned with a concerned look at his lover’s huge belly.
Dean made an indignant noise in the back of his throat and started to pull his brother’s white t-shirt over his head. “Trust me I’m totally up for this.” He confirmed, pointing at the obvious tent in his boxers and even taking everything a bit further by pressing his enormous belly into the soft and pliant flesh of Sam’s ten-days-post-pregnancy bump.
At the intimate skin on skin contact Sam felt a shiver run through his whole body and his cock twitch, gaining interest all of a sudden. “Dean, I… I’m still a little sore and…”
The older Winchester was already guiding him over to the sofa and pulling his boxers off. “It’s alright, let me do the work.” He pushed his now naked brother down onto the soft, cushioned seat with gentle determination and discarded his own underwear. Struggling a bit with his messed up equilibrium he slowly straddled Sam’s strong thighs, pressing his impressive stomach into his baby brother’s flabby midsection.
“No, Dean, you really shouldn’t strain y…” The younger lover didn’t get any further with his protest because his brother dropped down onto his lap impaling himself. “GOD!” His hands flew to his lover’s hips, trying to support his weight but definitely too late to guide him down slowly.
“Prepped… myself… while you fed… Sean.” The older man panted with a triumphant smile on his slightly flushed face and experimentally began to bounce, feeling his own rigid cock rub against the underside of his oversized belly with ever move.
Sam only groaned in acknowledgement and threw his head back at the sweet friction the movement caused. Digging his fingertips into the warm flesh on his lover’s hips he assisted the up and down movement by taking some of Dean’s weight onto his arms.
“I missed you.” The older Winchester confessed between pleasured moans and gently traced the outline of one of his brother’s dark nipples. The taller man hissed in unmistakable pain at the contact and Dean’s steady bouncing rhythm faltered. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. Guess I should have thought of buying a breast pump.” He gave his lover an apologetic smile. “Just a little sore ‘cause they’re so full…”
Dean nodded in understanding and began to ride him lazily before leaning in to tentatively massage his lover’s swollen pecs. “This okay?” The tension in the set of Sam’s shoulders gradually seeped away, giving the blonde ex-hunter a clear answer and the permission to go ahead. The gentle massage seemed to be working and soon the first droplets of thin white liquid poured out of the aching nipples and ran in small rivulets down the younger man’s torso. Leaning down at an awkward angle, Dean cautiously pulled one of the leaking nubs between his plump, red lips and very softly started to lick and carefully suckle until the sweet fluid spilled into his mouth.
The younger Winchester was obviously enjoying the sensation because he was now keeping up their bouncing rhythm by himself in order to let his brother concentrate on the task of actually nursing on his swollen and hurting pecs. The feeling was a little weird but nonetheless pleasant and effectively soothing, making him whine in loss when his brother let go of the nipple.
Claiming his lover’s mouth in a loving kiss, Dean passed some of the amazing, addictive liquid onto his tongue and smiled at the blissful expression that flickered across his brother’s face. Then he started to take care of the second aching nub in with equal gentleness even though his heartbeat was speeding up as he got closer and closer to climax.
Both brothers were sweating profusely and panting heavily when all of a sudden everything seemed to happen at once. Dean felt his balls tightening to the point of hurting, when a jolt of sharp stabbing pain wrecked through his lower body and triggered him to cum with a soundless outcry of pleasure and pain. His intense orgasm caused him to clench up violently around his brother’s pulsing cock, ripping a bone-shattering scream from Sam as he painted his big brother’s inner walls with thick jets of hot, white cum.
Almost fainting at the intensity of their shared orgasm, it took both men a second to notice the excessive wetness. “Dean! Your wa…”
“Guess it’s time to meet Evan Robert Winchester.” Dean stated with a shaky half smile. He was a bit nervous about what would happen during the next few hours but, even if they weren’t under official angelic protection any longer, he was sure that everything would be okay and they would be holding their second child in their arms really soon.
The End