Fic: The Best Way To Take Care Of Dean

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Title: The Best Way To Take Care Of Dean
Author: mpregloveranon
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: pwp, mpreg, graphic birth
Disclaimer: I just own a kinky imagination. The characters belong to CW, Kripke and whoever else rightfully is making money with them.
Summary: Dean is nine months pregnant and afraid of giving birth so Sam decides to distract him with sex. This story is the answer to a prompt over here.

Sam woke up to the sound of his brother pacing and murmuring to himself. After nine months he had enough practise to deal with his lover’s hormonal chaos which ranged from cranky to ecstatic to bitchy to horny with everything else imaginable in between. Rolling over he glanced at the alarm clock on his nightstand, which displayed that it was only 5.25 am, and gave a low, still tired groan before opening his eyes to see his brother walking up and down next to their bed with a hand mirror. The younger hunter watched the scene before him in silence, seeing Dean rub, poke and prod at his huge full term pregnant belly. His lover was completely naked and seemed to be feeling his beautifully rounded body up, as if in search for something. Sam kept quiet until he noticed how his big brother was touching himself between the legs. “What’s up, Dean?” He asked his voice still rough from sleep.

The older Winchester almost jumped out of his skin in shock at being caught and quickly put the mirror down on his nightstand, trying to look nonchalant. “Nothing…” The tilted smile and the frown lines on his forehead betrayed his fake coolness.

“C’mon, Dean. I know you, so you might as well tell me what’s wrong because you know that I won’t let it go. Is it the baby?” Sam was clearly concerned and instantly got out of bed.

Picking up his discarded boxer shorts from his side of the bed, Dean continued to shake his head. “No, he’s fine.” They had no idea if the baby was a boy or a girl but he felt sure it would be a boy.

“Good… What is it then? Do you need anything? Just tell me what I can do, man.” The younger man was internally praying that his words wouldn’t tick his brother off because only days ago a simple ‘Is your back bothering you?’ had led to a whole argument which left his brother crying from frustration.

Dean’s hand instinctively went back to touch the smooth skin between his legs even while he shook his head once more. “I’m fine.” Seeing his annoying baby brother getting ready to ask more questions concerning his well-being, the older hunter decided to come out with the truth. “It’s there…”

There was plain confusion written all over Sam’s face. “What’s where?”

“The… opening.” The blonde Winchester clarified feeling his ears heat up with embarrassment and averting his gaze from his lover to a spot on the carpet.

“Oh.” They had been prepared for the appearance of the birth opening, given that Dean was only a couple of days away from the due date, which Sam had calculated with a program he had found online. “Does it hurt?”

“A little.” The older brother admitted in defeat. “But mostly it feels weird.”

Now it was Sam’s turn to nod because he didn’t really know what to say. They had both read up on all kinds of spells that could make males pregnant and some of them had mentioned a birth opening appearing about twenty-four hours before birth. Up until now they hadn’t been sure what kind of spell had given Dean the possibility of getting knocked up by his own baby brother but apparently it included giving him the ‘girl parts’ to deliver their baby really soon. Wracking his brain for anything to say in order to assure his lover and make him relax, the tall brunette had a flash of inspiration. “Let me put some of that antiseptic salve on it, just to make sure it won’t get infected or anything.”

The frown lines on Dean’s forehead only deepened at the well-meant suggestion. “You’re not touching me down there, Sam!” He was freaked out enough as it was and certainly didn’t need his baby brother exploring his new orifice on top of it.

“Dean, if your birth opening already appeared that means that the baby is coming within the next hours so you have to get used to the fact that I will have to touch you down there.” The younger man tried to reason.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there, Sammy.” The stubborn streak ran deep within the Winchester family. “Now just give me the cream and I’ll apply it myself.” He held out a hand and looked impatient.

Huffing in frustration, Sam went to the bathroom to retrieve the mentioned ointment from the cabinet which held their medical supplies and handed it to his pig-headed brother.

Dean cautiously lowered himself down onto the bed, bent his knees and spread them a far apart as he could. Doing his best to ignore his brother’s attentive stare, he squeezed a small dollop of the salve onto his fingers and took the hand mirror into his free hand. He fumbled a bit with the mirror in order to be able to see his perineum with his hugely bulged out belly obstructing his view of his lower body. When he finally saw the small, pea-sized and raw-looking opening between his balls and his hole he gasped in surprise and his hands started to shake.

“C’mon, Dean, let me do this for you.” Sam interjected and pulled the mirror out of his trembling fingers before unscrewing the cap of the cream. “This isn’t the first or last time I’ll be touching you down there.” He gave a warm, reassuring smile as he coated his own fingers with the white paste.

“But I have ‘girl parts’ now...” Dean argued looking terrified and ashamed at the same time. He was rubbing the tight skin of his big pregnant belly unconsciously which had become a nervous habit as soon as he had started showing. The newest change in his body was making him panic because he knew that there wasn’t any way back now. The baby would make its appearance in a matter of hours and he wasn’t all that thrilled about the prospect of the pain and the whole concept of pushing a living being out of his body.

The younger Winchester stroked the inside of his lover’s right thigh soothingly. “You’re having our baby, Dean, and that has never made you look less of a man to me, so why should I be bothered by your new opening which will be gone again in a few days?” He gave him a happy and genuine smile, unwillingly even adding to his big brother’s fear by reminding him of the impending birth.

Nonetheless the pregnant man had to admit that his lover’s argument had some logic after all. All the ancient texts had confirmed that the opening would disappear after the birth. “Okay.”

“Just try to relax… Tell me if this feels uncomfortable and I’ll stop, alright?” Very carefully Sam touched the pad of his index finger to the new, red hole and waited for his brother to nod before he gently started to rub the ointment into the sensitive skin.

Dean moaned quietly because the cool substance was instantly alleviating the sore sensation he had been experiencing before. Unfortunately his mind started to wander again. “I don’t know if I can do this, Sammy…”

Looking up into big, frightened, green eyes Sam had to swallow down the lump in his throat. He wasn’t used to seeing his brother so vulnerable and open about his emotions. “Of course you can do it, Dean. Not even a week ago you were still bragging that pregnant guys would be the better females.” He chuckled and hoped to lighten the mood a bit but his attempt was in vain.

“Yeah, but maybe it would be better if we stuck to our old plan and that you knocked me out with the anaesthesia stuff we stole from that hospital in Tucson and just cut me open.”

Sam shook his head in determination. “That was only meant to be our emergency plan… I’ve got no clue how to dose that drug right and we’re not really sure if it wouldn’t hurt the baby if I injected you the stuff… We should actually be glad that you can delivery our baby naturally because that seems to be the safest way to do it.” The look of devastation on his big brother’s face almost broke his heart.

“You made me watch all those videos and the whole pushing, sweating and screaming didn’t exactly look like a walk in the park to me, Sammy.” Dean was struggling to sound sarcastic instead of scared but he couldn’t fool his lover.

Gently rubbing his leg and then the lower curve of his brother’s distended stomach, the dark-haired hunter moved his thumb towards the pink, puckered hole between his lover’s firm butt cheeks and gently breached the tight muscle ring with the tip of his thick digit.

Sucking in a short breath at the unexpected intrusion the older Winchester’s frown slowly faded from his handsome face.

His younger brother took that as a good sign and softly massaged the tight muscle while his other digits rubbed the cream around the new orifice. He could hear his brother sigh in relief and the tension gradually seep out of his body and grinned to himself. The sensitive skin under his fingertips started to twitch and the taller hunter tentatively pressed the tip of his index finger into the birth opening. Dean hissed at the sensation but the warm skin surrounding Sam’s digit loosened a little so that he gently began to finger-fuck both his lover’s holes simultaneously. Apart from the low, pleased moaning, the slowly filling cock between his big brother’s thighs told Sam to continue with his ministrations.

Dean was watching his baby brother with half closed eyes and moaning in bliss as his erection grew and slapped against the underside of his huge, swollen belly. His cock was screaming for attention after only a few minutes but the blonde hunter was determined to enjoy the tingling feeling inside him as long as possible and not touch himself to speed up his gradually building orgasm. To keep his hands busy he placed them on both sides of his bulged stomach and kneaded the achy flesh thoroughly. “More, Sam…” He begged almost desperate as he felt his balls draw closer to his body in anticipation.

Stopping his movement, Sam fixed eyes with his lover and grabbed the base of his engorged sex, squeezing his strong fingers around it. “Not so fast.” He admonished and started pulling his wet index finger out of his lover’s new orifice.

“No…” Dean whimpered at the loss and pushed against the thumb which was still deeply embedded between his butt cheeks.

Stretching himself to reach for his nightstand, Sam pulled a small black vibrator from the drawer and chuckled at the lust-filled growl escaping his brother at the sight of the shiny toy. “I’ll take good care of you, Dean.” He promised seductively and teasingly circled the clenching new hole with the tip of the smooth rubber toy before dipping it inside. His brother’s new channel was producing copious amounts of fluids and therefore he didn’t bother to slick the sex toy up any further, just carefully pushing it passed the loosening entrance and switching the vibrator on.

“Urgh… ‘s good…” The pregnant man purred in bliss and closed his eyes as he felt his brother let go of his cock and the blood rush south again. “Your mouth… Please, Sam! Your mouth… on me… need…” He was rubbing his belly frantically and gasping every time his fingers brushed over his highly sensitive, popped out belly button.

Sam smirked smugly, shamelessly taking pleasure in the way his lover was squirming beneath him. He could feel himself hardened inside his boxers and pulled his thumb out of his brother entrance in order to get rid of the clothing. Hearing the indignant noise his lover made at the loss, he bend down as if he would give him head but instead pulled the vibrator out as well and started to lick into the hot and wet cavern of Dean’s gaping birth opening. He knew how much his big brother liked to be rimmed and supposed that this wouldn’t only apply to his permanent hole.

Dean thrust his hips upwards at the intense sensation as his brother pushed his tongue inside his new hole and tasted him with a satisfied moan. “Ohmygod!” His cock was throbbing painfully and leaking generous amounts of pre-cum already but he clawed at the bed sheets to keep from touching himself.

Enjoying all the sexy and needy noises coming from his big brother as well as the slightly salty taste on his tongue as he licked into him, Sam changed tactics. He grabbed his lover’s full and heavy body and cautiously manoeuvred him onto all fours, all the way keeping his own head between Dean’s parted thighs and pleasuring him. Finally he pulled back and slipped out from under his lover’s sensual body. “Hold onto the headboard, Dean.” His voice with husky with arousal and he quickly got into a kneeling position behind his lover. Dipping two fingertips inside Dean’s leaking, wet birth opening and then rubbing his whole palm over the hole a few times, he tried to gather enough natural lubricant to slick his own throbbing erection up while he the fingers of his free hand expertly prepared his brother’s ring muscle for penetration.

“SAM!” The older Winchester cried out urgently and pushed back against his lover’s erection.

Getting the hint, the taller hunter held onto both his lover’s hips and sheathed his impressive cock into the wanton, puckered hole in one fluid movement. He threw his head back as hot and tight inner walls enveloped his pulsing member and waited a few seconds to let Dean catch his breath after the intrusion.

“Move!” Dean panted heavily, holding himself up against the headboard of their bed.

Sam snaked his right arm around his brother’s thigh and pushed two digits into his slick new opening before he began to thrust. He used his left hand to support the weight of his lover’s massive, swollen stomach and massage the aching flesh of the lower curve of his full term belly. “So beautiful…” He purred close to his big brother’s ear and felt him shiver in response.

After a few minutes both men were sweating profusely and breathless as they rolled their hips in a lazy rhythm to delay their impending orgasms a bit longer. They were both very close to finding release when suddenly Dean cried out in pain and Sam felt something push against his fingers, which were still twisting and scissoring inside his brother’s body. It hit them instantly what was about to happen as suddenly a gush of warm, clear liquid left the older Winchester’s body.

“Don’t panic, Dean!” Sam warned and was about to pull out in order to help his brother lay down.

The blonde hunter apparently had other intentions and grabbed one of his lover’s thighs to keep him in place. “Keep going, Sammy… Feels good…”

The panted request calmed the younger man down. He was glad that his brother apparently wasn’t going to freak out and therefore only removed his hand from between his lover’s legs but continued to thrust steadily into his welcoming body. Resting his huge hands on the enormous, now rock hard baby bump he tried to knead the tense flesh.

Dean felt something drop down inside of him and gasped more out of surprise than actual pain. All his nerve endings were firing like crazy because Sam was hitting his prostate on almost every thrust now. “Faster!” He urged, tightening his vice-liked grip on the headboard as a sharp, stabbing pain ripped through his lower body. “Argh!”

Feeling his brother go tense and once more cry out in distress made Sam halt, lust instantly replaced with concern. “Let’s get you into a better position…”

“NO! Keep going… Need a… distraction…” The older Winchester was breathing raggedly. The burning sensation between his parted legs told him that the baby was crowning already and the increasing pressure ‘down there’ was giving him an uncontrollable urge to push. Gritting his teeth he squeezed his inner walls in order to push the baby out.

“Argh!” Sam cried out as his lover suddenly clenched down hard around his rigid cock. “Dean…”

Too busy with pushing, the older hunter gritted his teeth and gave another strong push on the next contraction finally feeling the child’s head breach his stretched birth opening and slipping free. “MOVE, Sam!”

Snapping out of his daze, the dark-haired man took up his thrusting rhythm one more time, trying to rein his lust in and not hurt his brother any further.

Dean could feel another contraction building. “Faster!” The sensation of his lover thick, hard cock fucking into him, was a welcome distraction from the labor pains and his own cock was also still hard and begging for release.

Hearing the urgency in his brother’s demand, Sam let go of all doubts and began to pound his lover’s tight, little butt with abandon. The increased friction caused by Dean’s clenching inner walls was making him moan and groan in ecstasy, almost forgetting about his lover’s distress until he heard a guttural outcry and a wet sloshing sound. Fortunately he was fast enough to reach out and catch the baby as it slipped out of his lover’s trembling body. He gently lowered the small squirming infant down onto the mattress in front of Dean, so that his brother could see their baby over his still impressive but deflating belly. Fumbling underneath the pillows he found his brother’s hunting knife and used it to swiftly cut the baby’s cord.

“Still hurtssss… Move, Sammy…” The tired older Winchester pleaded as another contraction filled his exhausted body.

Sam did as he was told and started rubbing the pliant flesh on his lover’s midsection. “Must be the afterbirth… You did so well, Dean.” He whispered affectionately and sped up his thrusting chasing his climax. Reaching a hand around his brother’s hip he started jerking him off in time with his thrusts.

“Burns…” Dean rasped breathlessly, trembling from exhaustion and arousal at the same time.

Quickly but careful not to hurt his lover, Sam spun him around and helped him to lay down on the bed. The movement was a bit tricky because he was still deep inside Dean’s silky, channel and ready to explode. Giving a few last erratic thrusts Sam came deep inside his big brother’s body.

“God, this HURTS!”

Feeling something slippery press against his flat lower abdomen, Sam opened his eyes and almost fainted from shock when he saw another small, dark-haired head sticking out of Dean’s sloppy new opening. “It’s twins!”

Dean only grunted in reply and prepared to bear down once again. “Sam!” He whimpered in pain.

The broken sob got through to the younger Winchester and remembering how sex had helped to take his brother’s mind of the pain during the first birth he pulled out, leaned over and went down on Dean’s still erected cock. Pulling the bulbous, angry red head between his lips, he immediately started to hollow his cheeks and suck on it determinedly. His lover’s body was tense but the suffering whimpers turned into throaty groans. Sam rested a warm palm on top of his brother’s contracting stomach and felt something move under his hand just as his mouth was filled with thick, hot cum. He swallowed eagerly and almost jumped out of his skin as a thin wail erupted from between Dean’s spread thighs. Gently pulling off the now flaccid member, he looked down at the screaming newborn and used the discarded knife to cut his cord as well. “Two boys.” He announced joyfully and placed the younger child on Dean’s heaving chest before collecting their firstborn from the top end of the bed and cradling him to his own chest.

A tired but almost goofy smile spread on Dean’s pale and exhausted face. “It’s really…” He flinched as the placenta was finally expelled. “…worth it…”

Sam returned the smile. “You’re amazing, babe.” Usually he wouldn’t get away with the affectionate pet name but right now both Winchesters were so over the moon that neither seemed to have noticed the slip up.

The End