Fic: "I'll SHOW You Santa!" (1/2) - 1st in the "show"-'verse
Title: “I’ll SHOW You Santa!”
Author: mpregloveranon (for this first part, collaboration with Vanster23 for the second part)
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: NC-17 pwp, Mpreg, dirty talk, spanking, possessive!Dean, naughty!Sam, enema, rough!sex, belly!kink, pain!kink, butt-plug, cock-ring, blowjobs
Disclaimer: I just own a kinky imagination. The characters belong to CW, Kripke and whoever else rightfully is making money with them.
Summary: This is now the official beginning of the "show"-'verse and here is the summary for the 1st installment: Dean is heavily pregnant around Christmas and Sam makes a Santa jokes about his huge belly. The horny, older Winchester is clearly not amused and goes all alpha male on his baby brother, wanting to give him a taste of how he feels all huge and pregnant.
Okay, I posted some prompts in the X-Mas Kink-a-thon over at spn_pwp_mpreg and no one’s claimed them, so I went back and used some of the ideas for this fic. I hope you’ll like it. ;) Vanster23 jumped in right after this first part, so stay tuned for our second part of this fic. :D
Dean had just stepped out of the shower and towelled himself off when Sam entered the bathroom and circled his arms around his waist from behind. Feeling his lover’s naked body press against his equally nude backside, the older Winchester leaned into the familiar warmth. He always denied that he actually liked to cuddle or blamed it on his out of whack hormones but the he really enjoyed Sam’s affectionate side. Apart from that, cuddling nowadays led to making out which then led to hot and kinky sex because Dean was horny 24/7 since he had reached the second trimester of his accidental, curse-induced pregnancy and that hadn’t even changed when he started getting really big in his third trimester.
Moaning in anticipation the older hunter waited for his brother to start kissing and licking his neck but was disappointed as he only felt his lover’s hands grab onto both sides of his impressively bulged-out belly and jiggle it saying “Ho! Ho! Ho!” in a deep voice.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Dean hissed eyes narrowed to angry slits as he looked at his tall brother through the reflection in the bathroom mirror.
Sam was trying to suppress a laugh at the picture of his naked, nine month pregnant big brother glaring daggers at him. “Where’d you park your sleigh, Santa?”
“Are you saying that I look fat?” There was a small vein popping out of Dean’s face which was slowly turning a dark shade of red.
Seeing that the good-natured joke had apparently caused one of his lover’s unpredictable mood swings, the younger man let go of his brother and held up both hands in surrender. “No, it was just a joke because… you know… Christmas is so close and… you know…”
Green eyes blazed in fury and something else that the taller hunter couldn’t identify until his big brother swivelled around in a flash and grabbed him by the shoulders almost throwing him off balance. “So first you knock me up and then you start making fat jokes about me?” Dean’s voice was low and even naked and heavily pregnant he managed to look menacing as he shoved his younger sibling backwards out of the bathroom and into their bedroom.
“No, Dean… I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to make fun of you… You just looked so… cute and…” Sam stammered walking backwards and hoping that he wouldn’t trip over any of the sex toys that lay strewn on the carpeted floor around their king-sized bed.
“You put this kid in me, Sam! So you DON’T get to make fun of how I look!” The blonde hunter growled and gave his lover’s broad shoulders another shove.
The backs of Sam’s knees hit the edge of the bed and he fell backwards like a chopped off tree log, landing in an unceremonious heap with a loud “Oooph”.
“So if I look like Santa to you I think that I’ll have to teach you a lesson because you’ve been really naughty, Sam!” The aggressive timbre of Dean’s rumbling voice went straight to the younger Winchester’s cock. “I’ll show you Santa!” Chuckling deeply to himself, the older man took hold of his lover’s hips and roughly rolled him around so that he was lying face down on the bed. “You know what happens to you when you’ve been naughty, Sam?”
The unexpected manhandling had taken the taller hunter completely by surprise so that he suddenly found himself lying on his stomach with his brother’s low voice right by his ear as he asked him the last question. Baffled by the events of the past five minutes, Sam just stared at the comforter right before his eyes and shivered when he felt his rigid cock press into the mattress.
Without loosing another word the pregnant Winchester pulled his brother up onto his knees and slapped his right ass cheek with unrestrained force. The loud bang from the impact, the stinging pain in his own palm and the yelp of pain the slap coaxed from his lover got Dean’s cock interested. Looking at the deep red imprint his hand had left on the pale, otherwise unblemished skin, he asked, “Are you sorry for being so naught, Sammy?”
The dark-haired hunter lifted his upper body onto his elbows, panting erratically. “Yes…” He rasped but there was lust clearly evident his husky voice.
Slapping the other still untouched ass cheek with equal strength, Dean growled. “So what would be an appropriate punishment for those rude comments you made about how I look?” He scratched his blunt fingernails over the instantly reddening skin, leaving even more prominent red welts across his baby brother’s backside.
“Don’t know…” Sam panted heavily, feeling his ass cheeks start to burn but his cock start to leak pre-cum at the same time.
Dean slapped his lover another two times in quick succession for good measure and then threw him once more onto his back. “Remember how that he-witch looked at BOTH of us when he said the curse?” The gleam in his eyes was half crazy and half lustful.
Knowing exactly what his big brother was getting at, Sam only gulped but didn’t say a word. They had taken down the evil bastard and celebrated their successful hunt with hot, kinky sex before looking into the meaning of the curse, which had resulted in Dean’s present, delicate condition. After that one fateful night they had started using protection because one kid would be more than enough to handle with their unusual life style.
“I think I should fuck your cute little ass from here to next Sunday and let you get a little taste of how I feel.” Dean gave his wide-eyed brother a smug smile before spreading his lover’s legs wide open and crawling onto the bed between them. He had already snatched the bottle of lube from their nightstand and was coating his fingers with a generous amount of slick because, no matter how horny and aggressive he was, he would never want to harm his baby brother. He scraped his nails along the inside of Sam’s left thigh and leered at the twitching erection before shoving his first finger into the tight pink hole between his lover’s heated cheeks. Working the single digit for a few seconds and enjoying the dark look in Sam’s glazed eyes, he pushed a second finger inside and started to crook and scissor them.
“Dean…” The younger man sounded needy and bit frightened. “You really want to…”
The older hunter threw his head back and laughed out loud. “Hell, yeah!” Pointing at his massive belly he added, “This little Winchester will need someone to take care off and play with.” For a moment he looked only amused, all the aggression and sexual tension gone, but then he continued to stretch his lover’s entrance while fumbling for something on the bed. Getting hold of the wanted item, he pulled his flexing fingers out and circled them around his lover’s rigid member, strapping a black leather band around the base of the engorged flesh. At his baby brother’s questioning look he waggled his eye brows suggestively. “Don’t want you to enjoy the punishment too much or… too fast.”
Sam’s pulse was racing with anticipation and nerves.
With one swift move Dean grabbed the backs of his baby brother’s knees and pushed them toward the taller man’s chest, exposing his stretched entrance. He licked his plump red lips at the tantalizing sight of the quivering pink puckered hole and nudged his stiff cock at it to gauge if he had prepped Sam well enough. His brother was making little whimpering noises but the sensitive ring muscle went slack as the head of Dean’s engorged member made contact with it, so he just jerked his hips forward and gradually sheathed his impressive length in his lover’s silky channel until his balls slapped against Sam’s heated ass. “So much better…” He mumbled between content moans and slowly started to thrust in and out of his lover’s heat, while bracing himself against the other man’s muscular thighs.
“God, Dean!” Sam gritted his teeth to keep from whimpering at the intrusion. It had been so long since he had felt his big brother inside him without any barriers and just the thought of Dean taking him bareback was enough to make his eyes roll back into his head in bliss. Thinking that his lover might impregnate him was at the same time thrilling and terrifying and only added to his spiking arousal.
Increasing his speed the older Winchester muttered in a deep, sexy voice, “Gonna fill you up so good, Sam…” He angled for his brother’s prostate and smiled victoriously at Sam’s sharp intake of breath. The blonde hunter could feel his balls tightening and his lover’s trapped, weeping erection bob against the underside of his huge, pregnant belly. “You know how horny I’ve been… and how… procreative.”
The dark-haired brother’s eyes were wide as saucers and dark with lust. “I made you cum… seven times… yesterday…” His throat felt sand dry.
Dean nodded pensively. “I’m so full, Sam… and I’m going to pump you full of my cum…” Seeing the lecherous gleam in his baby brother’s eyes, he tried to lean closer to his face and whispered huskily, punctuating each word for emphasis, “Over. And. Over. Again!”
The younger Winchester would have pushed back into the throbbing erection impaling him, but he couldn’t move in the strange, bent position his lover was forcing on him. He could feel his balls tingling and trying to draw closer to his body but the leather cock-ring was preventing that from happening. Panting erratically he clenched his inner walls around his brother’s cock and cried out in delight when he felt hot jets of cum painting his insides.
“Won’t stop… until you’re… bloated and… full…” The pregnant man huffed as he shot his release deep into his lover’s core. The pregnancy had not only increased his sex drive beyond belief but it had also brought forth an incredible stamina and procreative capacity. He didn’t even go limp after climaxing but was ready for the next round and could tell that his balls were already filling with his next impressive load.
Moaning at the over-stimulation, Sam was almost incoherent as his big brother continued to pound into his cum-filled hole with abandon. His legs were still held into the air and were slowly getting numb, so he clenched around Dean’s pulsing cock to speed up the next building orgasm, hoping that he would let him go after his second climax.
“Wanna see you… all… huge and… heavy… with child…” Dean rasped as his thrusts became irregular before he came with an almost primal growl, let go of his brother’s long legs and nearly collapsed onto him. He fumbled around on the mattress until his searching fingers closed around a plain black butt-plug. Slowly pulling his still rigid cock out of Sam’s slick entrance, he scratched the inside of his brother’s left thigh to make him clench up. “Don’t want you… to loose… any of my… spunk.” He clarified and inserted the plug into the quivering opening.
Sam wasn’t able to gauge his brother’s current mood but his erection was straining against the constricting leather band and demanding attention. If he wouldn’t get any relief it would soon become painful. “Please, Dean…” The younger hunter begged in a small and needy voice. “Let me cum.”
His baby brother was truly beautiful when he begged and Dean wasn’t in the mood to let him of the hook quite that fast. Rubbing a calloused hand over his lover’s well defined six-pack he fixed dark eyes with him. “Do you already feel my cum inside you? I will let you cum but only with my cock deep inside you, Sammy!” His smirk was predatory.
At this point Sam would probably have agreed to anything as long as he finally was allowed to find completion, so he didn’t fight his brother’s grabby hands as he was pulled from the bed just to be bent over their large wooden dresser. Bracing himself against the solid furniture, he spread his legs and stuck his ass out at his brother.
“Pushy much…” The older Winchester grumbled but swiftly cupped his lover’s ass cheeks and pulled them apart to replace the rubber plug with his straining cock. Grunting at the welcomed friction and the feeling of his own still hot cum inside his baby brother’s ass, he leaned forwards and rested the heavy weight of his huge belly on the small of Sam’s back. “Fill you up real good… So horny… Can go all night…”
A shiver went down the dark-haired hunter’s back at his lover’s breathy promises. He had to hold on to the dresser because his legs were threatening to give out underneath him, as his big brother began to thrust into him with renewed strength. His cock was starting to ache with every thrust that hit his prostate but the damned cock-ring was still keeping him from finding release.
Dean rotated his hips and slammed his pulsing cock back home as he felt the familiar tingling in his lower body. Clawing at his lover’s waist, he threw his head back in a silent scream and came for a third time in one hour. He felt his brother tremble beneath him but could tell from the lingering tension in his shoulders that he still hadn’t climaxed, yet. The aftershocks of his latest orgasm were still rippling through him as he spurted the last jets of his seed into his lover’s body and gently caressed the taller man’s abdomen which was showing the first indication of a very faint swelling. “So… HOT!” He panted and leaned heavily against Sam’s back with his still hard cock deeply embedded in his lover. “Make me cum… one more time and… I’ll loosen the cock-ring.” He rasped near his brother’s ear.
“How can you still be so horny and hard?” Sam asked in total wonder. His hole was starting to feel a bit tender after the thorough pounding it had endured and his big brother wasn’t showing any signs of fatigue, yet.
“Look at you.” Came the husky reply as strong calloused hands rubbed Sam’s slightly puffy midsection lovingly.
Another full-body shiver made the wooden dresser underneath him rattle and he couldn’t say anything in reply. Instead the younger hunter started to work his lover’s erection by rhythmically clenching and relaxing the ring muscle of his abused entrance while lazily rocking back and forth on the stiff flesh.
“Yeah, Sammy… Just like that…” Dean mumbled in approval. “Work yourself on my… cock.”
The bittersweet stretch and burn at his hole and the low rumbling voice of his lover dirty talking to him only increased the torturing pressure in his balls and cock and he sped up his pace chasing his and Dean’s release. His moaning had reached porn level and his hands instinctively went to his aching erection but were captured by his big brother.
Pressing Sam’s sweaty palms against his gradually bloating stomach, Dean leaned closer to his ear. “Not so fast baby brother… Milk me dry…”
The last few words fired the younger hunter’s imagination. He sucked his index finger into his mouth and wetted it as good as he could. Then he spread his trembling legs even wider and pressed his chest into the hard wood of the dresser, reaching between his thighs and searching for his brother’s hole. When he breached the still fairly tight muscle ring with his digit, he instantly felt his lover start moving again. Dean might have wanted him to do all the work by himself and therefore have kept immobile but the anal stimulation apparently persuaded him to take up a languid thrusting rhythm again.
Both brothers were too far gone to talk by now. They just kept bumping and grinding into each other’s sweating bodies, panting for breath heavily as finally Dean growled deep in his throat and came for the fourth time within the hour, spurting his cum into Sam’s silky channel for several minutes until he at last felt spent and pulled back out, even if he was still hard. He reached around his brother and simultaneously unfastened the cock-ring and inserted the butt-plug with skilled fingers. It only took a few twists and shoves of the plug, securely embedded in Sam’s filled hole, to have him cum undone with a husky outcry of sheer bliss. Dean almost came just from to sight of his lover, jerking erratically as he shot his long overdue load against the furniture he was bent over, but he was determined not to waste any of his cum.
After gathering their strengths for a few minutes, Dean helped his brother back to the bed and left the room in search for food. Sam had been so out of it that he blacked out as soon as his head hit the pillows and he only came to, when his lover nudged his shoulder. “I brought you food. You’ll need to keep your strength up.” He explained and held up a tall glass containing something yellowish and frothy. His baby brother’s inquiring look, told him enough, so he just kept talking. “It’s a banana milkshake. I’m not done with you, yet, so you’ll have to stick to liquid food for now.”
Sam felt close to starvation and gladly accepted the milkshake, grinning when he saw a tray with another four glasses waiting on the nightstand. Looking up at his brother he noticed that Dean was already gulping down his own glass.
Putting his milkshake down, the older Winchester raised an eye brow. “What are you waiting for? Drink up already!”
Taking a first tentative sip, Sam was surprised that the drink tasted really good and eagerly followed his brother’s request. As he swallowed the cold liquid down, he felt curios eyes on him. Quickly he drained the glass. “Why are you staring at me like that?”
Dean only gave him a loving grin, took the empty glass out of Sam’s hand and replaced it with a full one. “Have another one. You’ll need the calories.” He winked and went back to his own drink.
Smiling back at his lover, Sam accepted the offered drink and took the cold glass to his parched lips. It tasted delicious and even though his throat was already aching a bit from the coolness of the drink, he couldn’t stop swallowing. He was half way through the third glass when he noticed what Dean was leering at. Following his brother’s lustful gaze down his own naked torso he became aware of the small but already clearly defined roundness where his abs used to be.
Part 2