Hello Kitty - Cream; NC-17; Dean/Sam
Title: Hello Kitty - Cream
Author:
softbluebuddy
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Category: PWP
Words: 4633
Spoilers: Post Season 2 and During Season 3
Summary: The Hello Kitty ‘Verse started as a series of obscene telephone calls starting with a Mystery Caller. But quickly Dean put two and two together and that Sam was the Mystery Caller. Dean turned the tables on Sam and ultimately they end up in the same room together for actual first!time!dean/first!time!sam sex in the most recent chapter Hello Kitty - Daddy’s Home. This chapter returns to the phone call format, with Sam describing to Dean explicitly what he wants to do to Dean and then he comes back to the room where he makes good on all his nasty talk, much to Dean’s approval.
Notes/Warnings: NC-17; Wincest
Disclaimers: All Made Up, I own none of these characters or actors, I make no money from this. Characters are the property of the creators of Supernatural.
Author's Note: It isn’t necessary to read the other four in this series first, as they all stand alone just fine, but if you do want to read in sequence, follow these links: Hello Kitty - Mystery Caller - Ch 1 and Hello Kitty - Again? and Hello Kitty III - Pink Panties and Hello Kitty - Daddy's Home .
Beta:
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Fic Banner by:
realm_of_ylith from screen caps that I got from
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Excerpt from Hello Kitty - Daddy’s Home
The first thing Dean saw when Sam rolled onto his back was the completely fucked out face of his brother and the eyes that weren’t completely focused. The second thing he saw was that Sam had a handful of spunk and Dean couldn’t help himself. He had to have a taste.
Dean brought Sam’s hand to his mouth and like a kitty lapping up cream, cleaned up every drop of Sam’s come and sucked on every finger until he was clean.
“Fuck, kitty…you are one hot little bitch, you know that?” Dean asked his brother as he leaned down and gave Sam a hot, wet, soul-claiming kiss.
Hello Kitty - Cream
Sam couldn’t believe what had happened the night before in the motel room when Dean had gotten back and had told him to stand there without covering himself up and wearing those panties.
From the minute that Dean had walked in the door till he had pulled the covers up for them to go to sleep, Sam had been on sensory overload. He was feeling so many things, both physically and emotionally, and they were all tied to his brother and how much he had wanted to please him.
Dean seemed to have been as excited as Sam had been and the way that his brother took control had Sam getting hard every time he had thought about it since waking up in the morning.
This thing that had happened between them last night was the best thing that had ever happened to him, but when he woke up in the morning with Dean’s arm snuggling him and holding him close, he quietly climbed out of bed without waking Dean and he had left to go get them some coffee without disturbing his brother. Since they had fallen asleep immediately after the sex, they hadn’t yet looked at each other or talked about it at all, and Sam was frightened of what would happen in the light of day.
After taking a quick shower, Sam grabbed Dean’s keys and took off in the Impala to go and find coffee. They always had some kind of complimentary coffee in the motel, but Sam actually liked frou-frou coffee drinks, so was looking for a little something special.
Sam drove around until he found a more upscale coffee place and, as he pulled into the parking lot, had an idea.
The first phone calls had been Sam as the Mystery Caller, then Dean had taken over during the last call and also when he had come back to the room.
Sam was totally okay with that, but the idea percolating in his head as he sat in front of the coffee shop was that he should make another phone call to Dean and see if he could give his brother a nice wake up call.
Feeling excited, he called Dean’s number and waited for his brother to pick up the phone.
“Hello?”
“Morning, Dean.”
“Sam? Where are you?”
“I thought I’d get us some coffee. Did I wake you?”
“Yeah, you woke me. Don’t worry about it, I was gonna get up pretty soon anyway. Bring me some coffee too?” Dean asked as he yawned into the phone.
“Sure thing, Dean. But I was thinking about coffee and then that got me thinking about cream…do you remember last night when you let me lick the cream off your cock? It tasted so good…licking your cock like a kitty, on my knees in front of you, big brother. I am so hard just thinking about it. Did you like watching me lick your cock, daddy?” Sam purred into the phone, “because, I loved it.”
Dean’s whole body jerked when Sammy whipped out the voice of sex and started doing the play by play of licking his dripping cock. “Jesus, Sam! Yeah, I loved it. Watching you down on your knees in front of me and me holding my cock so you could lick the cream that was coming out of the tip…fuck! So good.” In fact, it was so good that Dean’s cock didn’t just slowly fill at remembering that - the blood rushed into his cock so fast he was glad that he was still lying down or he might have passed out from sudden blood loss to the brain.
“I could tell, but you know I’ve never done that before. Never had a cock anywhere near my mouth, but all I have been thinking about is how much I want to come back to the room and lick your cock and finally suck it. Do you want me to come back to the room and do that? Hmmm? I could pull your pants down and climb on the bed and lick your cock and then slowly take it in my mouth…mmmm, bet it would taste so good getting to suck your cock…” Sammy continued trying to see what kind of reaction he could get out of Dean.
Was Sam kidding? Like he would say ‘no’ to that offer. “Sam, don’t need coffee, need you. Come back to the room, now.”
“Don’t be in such a rush, Dean. Of course we need coffee. I like mine with lots of cream too and I’m sitting right in front of the coffee place with a raging hard-on, thinking about sucking your cock. In a few minutes I am going to go in and get coffee and then come back to the room. We can wait to drink the coffee, but I’m already here, and it would be a shame to leave and then have to drive back, wouldn’t it?” Sam asked Dean in his rational voice knowing he was already getting Dean wound up.
“Okay, I can wait…but Sam? When you come back to the room, I am so taking you up on that. Last night when you were licking me so good I wanted to let you suck my cock, but had to hold out until I was pounding your ass. You can come back this morning and suck me as many times as you want, because I don’t have anywhere else that I need to be.”
“Oh, Dean…I have to do research later, but sucking your cock? Definitely number one on my list of things to do today. In fact, I think I’d love to start every day giving you a blow job, or at least giving your big fat cock a little kiss…wouldn’t that be something, Dean? Waking up every morning with your beautiful throbbing cock in your kitty’s mouth?” Sam kept it up. He knew what effect he was having on Dean.
Dean lay there in the bed listening to Sam talk about licking and sucking his cock. Calling it big and fat and beautiful and how he would do that every morning for him. Dean’s hand found its way to his cock right then and he started stroking himself. He couldn’t help it, he moaned out loud thinking about his kitty taking him in his mouth like that, “God, Sammy. Yes. Fuck! I would love to start every day like that.”
Sam heard a little change in Dean’s voice and thought that he knew why. “Dean?”
“Huh?” Dean croaked into the phone.
“You better not be touching yourself. Mine. That is kitty’s cream and I want it all when I come back to the room. That cream is going to be my reward for sucking you so good. Want it all. Take your hand off of your cock and wait for me. Do you understand me?”
“Sam? Are you telling me what to do?”
“Don’t sound so surprised. Just because I’m your bitch, don’t think that I’ll let you get away with everything. You stop touching your cock and wait for me. If you want to take a shower, that’s fine, but do not touch your cock…or I’ll know. Come on daddy, you know I’ll make it good for you. I said I’d climb on the bed and suck you off, but if you’d rather I get on my knees for you again while you fuck my mouth we can do that instead. Just so long as I get to taste your big fat cock and every drop of cream that you have goes in my mouth. That gonna work for you, daddy?” Sam totally knew he had him when he heard his brother’s long sigh and like maybe the sheets rustling as he struggled to let go of his cock and get up to take a shower or anything other than touching his dick.
“Okay. Sam, I’m going to take a shower. I’ll be waiting for you when you get back. Get me a large coffee. I think that I’ll need as much caffeine today as I can get.”
“Just the regular kind, Dean, or a frou-frou one like I get?” Sam asked with a laugh. It was a running joke that Dean liked his coffee to taste like, well, coffee. He thought the whole idea of adding chocolate and caramel and whipped cream and sprinkles was ridiculous.
“Hey, wiseass. Large. Regular coffee. No sprinkles. No whipped cream. And Sam?”
“What, Dean?”
“I really like the idea of you down on your knees in front of me sucking my cock while I fuck your mouth and shoot my load down your throat. I’m going to take a shower now. Bye.” And Dean hung up the phone.
Boy, did Dean know how to end a phone call, thought Sam. Now all he had to do was sit in the car long enough for his erection to subside enough that it wouldn’t be noticed when he was inside buying their coffee.
~0~0~
Thirty minutes later Sam put the key in the lock to the motel room door while juggling a tray with two coffees and a couple of bagels. He came into the room and immediately noticed Dean standing, facing the door, completely naked with a fully erect penis, with his hands clasped behind his back in exactly the same place that Sam had stood waiting for Dean the night before while wearing the pink panties.
“Took you long enough.”
“Were we on a time schedule?” Sam asked innocently walking into the room and setting down the coffee and bagels, taking off his jacket like he had all of the time in the world, and doing his best to ignore Dean standing in front of him completely naked and ready…
“Don’t play with me, Sam. You know damn well we aren’t on a time schedule, but I stopped touching my cock when we were on the phone and it has been a half an hour and look at it, Sam. Just look at it…dripping and waiting for you to get on your knees and suck it. So don’t fuck with me, Sam. Get your clothes off and get over here. Now.” Dean ordered Sam in no uncertain terms.
Sam turned away from Dean, hiding a little smile on his face. Oh, he’d be Dean’s bitch, but Sam still had some power in this relationship if he could reduce his daddy to following his instructions and not touching his cock and then ordering him to his knees the minute he walked in the door.
‘Oh yeah, this was a nice arrangement,’ and Sam had no complaints, he thought as he turned to face Dean, He started taking off his clothes while he stared at Dean’s dripping cock and kept licking his lips, letting his tongue trail across them slowly. Because as intent as Sam was on Dean’s cock, he new good and well that Dean was looking at his mouth and his tongue, just imagining how good that was going to feel when he got down on his knees in front of his daddy, and instead of licking his lips, started licking the cream from his daddy’s dick then taking the whole thing in his mouth and letting him fuck his mouth.
Sam knew everything that Dean was thinking with an amazing degree of certainty. And one glance up to Dean’s face and eyes confirmed that completely.
Dean looked at Sam standing across the room taking his damn time taking his clothes off, but Sam wasn’t looking at Dean - well not Dean’s face anyway. Sam was looking at Dean’s cock and licking his lips in the most obscene and sensual way imaginable. The things that Sammy was doing with his tongue made Dean’s cock twitch in anticipation.
Sam had finally gotten all of his clothes off and come over to where Dean was standing. Somehow since this whole phone call thing had started, there was something going on with the mirror too. Just wanting to watch themselves alone or together - that just made the sex that much hotter.
Dean turned to the side and waited as Sam crossed the room. He had positioned himself so that he could look to the side and see himself and Sam in profile in the mirror, which was a totally fantastic angle from which to watch Sam give his first blowjob. He could look down at his kitty on his knees in front of him and see the top of his head as he took his cock into his mouth for the first time, or he could look to the side and see his cock disappear into Sammy’s mouth in their reflection in the mirror.
Before Sam went to his knees in front of Dean he stopped and bent and kissed Dean, broke the kiss and said, “I’ve been dreaming of sucking you ever since that first phone call. You gonna fuck my mouth, daddy? Gonna let me suck you off till you are shooting a load of cream down my throat? That what you want?” Sam said to Dean with a smile on his face and a smile in his voice, and then he licked his lips one more time.
Damn, he had been right: his kitty was one hot little bitch. “Yeah, that’s what I want. You are gonna suck me off, ’cause you are my little bitch. You are gonna learn every ridge, every vein on my cock. You are gonna learn what I like, because this is the only cock you are ever gonna suck. You understand? You are my kitty and I own that mouth. On your knees and show me what a good cocksucker you are,” Dean said this last part as he put his hands on Sam’s shoulders and pushed him to his knees in front of him.
Sam didn’t have to be told twice. He had been dreaming about this for a while, he hadn’t been lying to Dean when he had told him that. All he wanted was more of Dean, more of his cream, as that was what he had come to think of Dean’s juices and come as. Since Sammy was Dean’s kitty, then his daddy’s juices were his cream.
On his knees in front of Dean, Sam licked his lips one more time while looking at Dean with his head tilted back, and this time when he brought his hand up to grip Dean’s cock, Dean let him.
Sam started first by licking, just like he had the night before. Getting the cream that had already been leaking out of Dean’s cock while he waited for over a half an hour for Sam to come back with the coffee.
Sam’s first lick ended up with a nice little puddle on the tip of his tongue, he leaned back with his tongue out so Dean could see it, then slowly brought his tongue into his mouth and let out a nasty moan as he closed his lips and tasted it. “Mmmm. So good.” Sam told Dean as he tasted his daddy’s salty cream.
And that was all it took, Sammy was off to the races. Sam had never given a blowjob before, but he had certainly gotten his share. Sam knew what he liked and figured Dean would probably like the same things that he did.
The first thing that Sam did was lick all over Dean’s cock, tracing the veins with his tongue and teasing the tip of his cock over and over again. Sam held Dean’s cock with one hand at the base and had the other hand on Dean’s balls and was playing with them, rolling them around in his hand as he licked and laved every bit of Dean’s beautiful cock. And it was a beautiful cock. Sam had never thought he would think a cock was beautiful, but this one was Dean’s and every part of his brother was gorgeous - his cock was no exception.
Sam finally took the head of Dean’s cock into his mouth, and while he was swirling his tongue around it, applied a nice amount of suction intended to get Dean’s blood flowing. By the sounds his brother was making above him while he sucked on his cock, it was working. Sam slowly took Dean’s cock the rest of the way into his mouth and had to consciously relax his throat. He’d never done this before and wanted to take it all for his daddy. Show him what a good bitch he was, but he wanted to be sure he’d still be able to breathe.
Taking Dean’s cock all of the way to the back of his throat resulted in a huge amount of saliva in Sam’s mouth. That was perfect, because what Sam wanted to give his daddy was a wet sloppy blowjob that was nasty and perfect, and with the wetness came the most obscene slurping sounds ever.
Sam let go of Dean’s balls, and with one hand on Dean’s cock and the other on his hip, he worked Dean’s cock with loud slurping and wet lips and his hand riding up and down, chasing Sam’s mouth so that there was always some contact with Dean’s entire cock. Sammy was moaning like he had never tasted anything so good in his life and he was totally in control of Dean, not the other way around. Sammy was running this show and Dean was completely at his mercy.
Dean looked in the mirror as Sam started licking his cock, from the first lick where he had shown Dean his own pooling cream on his tongue, taken it into his mouth and swallowed all the while he was looking at his big brother, to the licking of his entire cock, sucking on the head and then taking him all of the way down his throat. Holy Jesus, but Sam was one awesome cocksucker. Who new his baby brother would be able to suck a cock like that? Fuck! Just standing there watching in the mirror as Sam worked his cock was one of the nastiest things he’d ever seen, but couple that with the slurping sounds that Sam was making as he worked him over with his mouth and his hands, was about to make Dean go over the edge, just that quickly.
Dean literally had to look away. He didn’t want this to end too soon. God, but this was the hottest blowjob in history. His little bitch had a mouth on him, goddamn but he did. Now that he knew how good his Sammy was at sucking cock, he was sure that he would be arranging for Sam to have as many opportunities to suck Dean as he could.
“God, Sammy. So fucking good. What an awesome cocksucker you are. I had no idea you could suck cock like that. On your knees for me, sucking me and being my bitch, it is so hot…gonna keep fucking your mouth…you know how nasty that sounds? Slurping all over my cock and sucking me like a champ…goddamn but you are a nasty bitch…Fuck!” Dean was in another world as he was going on and on about what a good job his kitty was doing. He didn’t even know half of what he was saying. It just felt so fucking good and he so didn’t want it to end.
Sam stayed on his knees in front of his daddy and kept up the assault on that cock. He had no idea how good this would be, but he could hear his brother unraveling and going completely nuts, and it was all because Sam was completely surrounding his dick with the wet suction and the moaning and the slurping. Sam could tell that Dean loved it, not just by the nasty talking he was doing, but because now Dean had moved his hands to either side of Sam’s head and was trying to thrust with his hips to get deeper into Sam’s mouth and throat.
“Sam, you are such a good kitty, want more… please gotta fuck your mouth, please, come on, Sammy, take it all…fuck… so good, such a good cocksucker, gonna keep fucking your mouth till I give you all my cream. Want me to shoot my cream down your throat, kitty? Give it all to you, you little cocksucking bitch? You’d fucking love that wouldn’t you, you little cocksucking whore…”
Dean still had no idea what in the hell he was saying, but whatever the hell it was, it was having the desired effect, because his brother was sucking his fucking cock like he had never tasted anything so good in his fucking life. Jesus, Dean was getting close. He closed his eyes and kept his hands on Sam’s head and kept pushing into Sam and meeting every bob of his head with a thrust.
Sam listened to Dean describe him as a little cocksucking whore and a cocksucking bitch and a good kitty…a kitty that was gonna get a load of his daddy’s cream if he kept sucking him so good. He doubled his efforts because he wanted his daddy’s cream right now, wanted to send him over the edge and make his daddy come so good that he wouldn’t regret for one minute marking him as his bitch the night before. Sam stayed on his knees letting his daddy fuck his mouth and his own cock was hard and throbbing and leaking, but for now the only thing that he wanted was to taste his daddy’s cream.
Dean felt something change and for as intense as the blow job had been to that point as soon as he started calling Sammy his cocksucking whore and cocksucking bitch, Sam just started sucking and working him harder and harder as he moaned around his cock like it was the best thing he had ever tasted.
Dean was so fucking close, he finally opened his eyes and looked in the mirror and watched Sammy suck him off, and he tightened his hold on Sam and told him, “So close, Sammy, so fucking close… kitty, you ready for your cream? Gonna come, now, gonna come…” Dean told Sam as he thrust his hips forward a couple of more times and with his cock in his brother’s throat shot his entire load of cream into Sammy’s throat and mouth. Sammy had started sliding his mouth off of Dean’s cock as soon as he started to come because he wanted to taste the cream from his daddy; he wanted to roll it around in his mouth and see how salty and sweet it would taste knowing that it was Dean’s.
Dean shot his load of cream in Sammy’s throat and mouth and still Sam kept a hold of his cock and sucked on him with his brother’s come in his mouth. Sam was moaning and making a sound like someone who was in heaven and had just tasted the best thing in the entire universe.
Sam slowly slid Dean’s cock the rest of the way out of his mouth and tilted his head up and looked at Dean as he swallowed Dean’s entire load of cream. Then let his tongue peek out and lick first his top then his lower lip just to be sure that he hadn’t missed a drop.
“Fuck, Sam! Jesus fucking Christ, do you know how hot that was? Fuck me, get up here - I wanna taste…” and Dean helped Sammy to his feet just like he did the night before and crushed Sam’s mouth under his and plundered every bit of Sam’s mouth, tasting his come and the unmistakable taste that he was coming to know as Sammy.
Sam let Dean help him to his feet and let Dean plunder his mouth and taste the cream. He closed the distance between them so that now his hard cock was leaking between their stomachs and Sam was trying to get some leverage against Dean. Sam had been a good kitty and hadn’t touched himself the whole time that he was pleasuring his daddy, but he wanted to come so bad.
Dean kissed Sam and then felt Sam’s cock pressing against him. Dean reached down with his hand and grabbed onto Sammy’s cock and started stroking him up and down while he kissed him. Sam leaned into Dean’s hand and his mouth and put his hands on Dean’s shoulders to brace himself.
‘Oh my god, my daddy is jacking me off so fucking good,’ Sam was so close by the time Dean touched him that it didn’t take long before Sam was shooting his load between their bodies and on Dean’s hand. Dean kept stroking Sam and kissing him till Sam wound down. Then, like the night before, but it was his own hand this time, and not Sam’s, Dean brought his hand to his mouth and while he looked at Sammy, licked every bit of Sam’s cream off his hand and fingers, moaning all the while.
Not to be outdone, when Dean finished licking Sam’s spunk off his hand, Sam took his fingers and rubbed them up his belly getting all of his cream that had gotten on himself when he shot his load and was bringing his hand to his mouth to lick it up, when Dean grabbed his hand, re-directing it to his own mouth and Dean licked his kitty’s cream off of his fingers, all the while looking at Sam with a smoldering hot look and moaning with ecstasy.
Sam went back down onto his knees and licked his come off of his brother’s stomach and stood back up and kissed Dean again.
Then he leaned back and smiled at Dean like the cat that got the cream.
“Damn, kitty, I’ll say it again…you are one hot bitch,” said Dean with a huge smile on his face.
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