Supernatural -- Gabriel/Sam/Cas DP x2
lol, I have no excuse. have some sappy porn.
Title: Fly Away from Here
Author: wonderfoal
Rating: NC17
Warning: dp, pwp
Pairing: Gabriel/Sam/Cas - bottom!Sam
Wordcount: 1533
Notes: No idea where this came from. Written while in the parking lot of Food City on my new netbook (it’s not a good replacement for a real computer, but omg the portability of porn-writing!)
Date: Sunday, January 23, 2011
“I can’t,” Sam panted, but it sounded more like a groan. His head thrown back and forehead beaded with sweat, eyes closed against the drops of perspiration rolling along the side of his nose, Sam truly looked like he couldn’t take any more.
Gabriel gripped his hips with bruising force, brought him up and then down hard on his cock. Sam moaned again, body pliant and warm in the archangel’s arms. He was too tired, had been in the bed too long with no sleep, and all he could do shake and tremble as his lover promised him that yes, he could do more.
“Don’t you trust me, Sam?” Gabriel purred against his ear.
And God help him, maybe Sam was an idiot, but he did. He nodded shakily, unable to speak as Gabriel raised and lowered Sam on his cock, making the hunter ride him even after his body was pushed to the point he couldn’t move. He couldn’t count how many times he’d come already, how many times he’d had a big cock inside him. Gabriel could do things with time, could loop it over and over again so that Sam could keep being fucked and used and loved, and no time at all would pass outside their bedroom.
“Good boy,” he crooned into his ear. He pulled Sam to his chest and leaned back against the pillows behind him, still somewhat reclined, but Sam’s legs fell over his to straddle him and he was hoisted up enough to almost be in a kneeling position. “You’re doing fine Sam, I promise.” He glanced over Sam’s shoulder and addressed the other occupant of the room. “He’s ready,” he said.
Sam trembled as Gabriel stilled within him, knowing what was coming next. The thought of it caused more anxiety than the act itself. It wasn’t like he’d never done this before, wasn’t like he really couldn’t take it.
Warm, slick fingers pressed at his entrance, slipped in one at a time to lie beside Gabriel’s cock. “Sam?” Castiel questioned as he moved to kneel behind him. Sam could feel his warm breath on his ear, the rough scratch of his jaw brushing over Sam’s shoulder.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m good,” Sam said, the last few words coming out as a sigh as Gabriel moved again, shallow little thrusts that rocked into him and had pleasure buzzing through him once more. He could feel the fingers, stretching him wider and wider. They rubbed him from the inside, moved in time with Gabriel’s thrusts. Sam rocked back and forth between the two, his breath coming in little gasps.
Cas pushed him forward a little for a better angle and Sam’s legs spread wider of their own volition, giving the angel behind him more room. Gabriel purred against his throat and then locked his eyes with Castiel’s as a second big cock slowly pushed inside him.
Sam was reduced to little “uh, uh, uh” sounds as he was stretched impossibly wide. He clung tight to the angel in front of him as he waited for the burn to end, waited for Cas to push all the way in him. It was uncomfortable, but not unpleasant. Sam had done this before with them, but each time he swore he’d never felt so full. His blood pounded in his ears as he strained to accept both of them, tried to will his body to adjust. He could feel their heartbeats within him, the pulse of their cocks from the inside and Sam groaned at the sensation.
“Sammy?” Gabriel asked. He sounded worried, which Sam didn’t like at all. Sam knew he was in no real danger - they’d never intentionally hurt him, and even if they did by accident, they could heal him easily.
“I’m good,” he swore, his voice little more than a rasp at this point. “Move,” he added a moment later when neither budged so much as an inch. He wriggled for better position, moved his legs to have more support on his straining thighs, and they shifted inside of him. Maybe it was too soon, maybe he needed a little more time, but the burn of the movement went straight to his cock and he was suddenly even harder.
Cas and Gabriel looked at each other again over his shoulder, and then Cas shifted upwards, dragging his cock out of him and then surging forwards with a shallow thrust. Sam cried out and buried his head against Gabriel’s neck. This close, he could taste the sweat on him, smell the faint scent of candy he’d been eating a few hours before. Small but strong hands gripped him by the ribs and pulled him tight. Cas’s hands found their way to his hips as he pulled out again and thrust in harder.
Another two or three thrusts from Castiel and then Gabriel started moving again. He rocked in as Cas pulled out, and then vice versa, keeping at least one cock deep inside him and another sliding against his hole. Sam was a mess, face flushed red and sweat dripping from his skin. He trembled from the pressure of both of them inside him, his legs pushed wide open and sore, and the delicious strain in his back from kneeling over Gabriel and under Castiel.
Sam’s cock was hard and flushed dark red, trapped between his body and Gabriel’s. He felt Cas’s hand slip between their bodies and grip him, then Gabriel’s joined him, sliding lower to circle his balls, squeezing in all the right places. Sam bucked against them, ass squeezing tight and triggering a moan from Castiel behind him. Cas’s hand on his cock pumped him hard in time with his thrusts, which were now fast and erratic, pumping in and out of him with no regard to Gabriel’s own motions. His other hand gripped Sam’s hip tight, fingers digging into flesh and leaving red spots that would bruise in a few hours. He slammed in hard and squeezed Sam’s cock almost to the point of pain, triggering Sam’s orgasm.
His ass clenched around them and Sam could feel Gabriel’s groan vibrate through his whole body. Hot sticky semen spurted between their bodies and over Cas’s hand. Sam had never come so hard in his life. He caught his breath just in time to feel Cas come a second later. The angel behind him pulled out almost all the way until just the head of his cock was in Sam’s body, just inside his hole and pressed tight against Gabriel’s cock. He thrust forward and slipped deeper inside of Sam’s pliant body than he ever had, before stuttering to a halt and coming deep in his ass. Sam felt the warmth flood him, felt Cas emptying inside him and then collapsing against his back.
It pushed him flat against Gabriel, who had been holding still inside him with just fine tremors giving away how close he was to losing it. Cas was still inside him, mostly soft. The angel was awake but in a daze against his back, unwilling or unable to withdraw. Gabriel’s arms stretched forward to grab Cas’s back and then turned the three of them over. Sam dragged one leg up to hook over his back and the other fell open for wider access.
With more leverage, Gabriel was faster, could move harder. He slid in and out, moved easier with Castiel softened beside him within Sam. Sam could feel the drag of Gabriel’s cock in him as he fucked into Sam, the sick squelch of Cas’s come as it made the slide easier. One, two, three, four hard thrusts and then he went deep and shuddered, emptying into Sam with a grunt.
After, when everyone had caught their breaths and heart rates returned to normal, Sam craned his neck downward to see Gabriel’s head tucked against his chest. “We’re crushing Cas,” he said quietly. Sam was the biggest of the three, knew that he was draped over Cas and had been for several minutes.
“I am alright,” Cas argued. One of his hands moved up to rub Sam’s shoulder.
That may have been true, but Sam didn’t like the mental of image of the two of them piled on him. “I’ll feel better about it if we move.”
“Complain complain,” Gabriel muttered, but that didn’t stop him from pulling out of Sam and taking the spot on the bed next to them. Sam was too tired to move, but Cas came to his aid and rolled them onto their sides. He pulled away and Sam could feel warm come drip from his hole and onto his thighs. Cas curled against his back, wrapped one arm over his chest, and slipped one leg between his.
“Are you alright, Sam?” he asked roughly.
Sam nodded. He was sore, but it was a good ache. Gabriel wriggled closer and pressed himself close against Sam’s chest. His arms found their way around his back and one hand slowly began kneading away the strain the night had built in his tired muscles. No place in heaven or on earth made him feel so loved and wanted than when he was lying content in the arms of his angels.
AND A BONUS
For this prompt: Gabriel/Sam/Castiel - DP they love driving their human crazy
WHY YES. IT IS THE SAME THEME AS THE ONE I WROTE THREE WEEKS AGO. I chuckled and decided to write it again, then remembered that I never got around to posting that one here.
Sam’s still loose and slick from last time, so Gabriel’s fingers slide in easy. He pushes two in until his knuckles nudge inside, then bends them and smirks when Sam moans and clings tighter to Castiel.
“I’m good,” Sam promises. He’s got his head buried against Cas’s shoulder, teeth scraping over his skin as Gabriel works him open and Cas’s strong hand fists his cock.
“Not yet,” Cas murmurs against his hair. “We don’t want to hurt you.”
Sam moans as another two fingers press inside, just barely on the good side of burning. They go in deep, just one thumb short of fisting him and Sam tries to rock backwards on them, then forward into Cas’s hand, and he’s so wound up he doesn’t know how to move.
“You won’t hurt me,” he gasps out. His hair is sweat-damp and smeared over his forehead, his skin flushed red, and his eyes dark with lust. Cas groans at the sight and pulls him up for a hard kiss. His rough jaw scratches over Sam’s cheek, then his teeth are pushed open and his hot tongue slides inside. The force is almost bruising, but Sam means what he said. He trusts his angels with his body and soul, and he knows he’s safe with them.
When their lips part, Sam’s pushed to the edge of desperation and all he wants is to be filled. “Please, please, please,” he begs. No one else is able to work him up like this, push him so far that he’s a trembling mess.
Gabriel’s finger slide out and Sam whimpers at the loss. Then Cas is lying on his back and Sam kneels over him. Gabriel guides him down on Cas’s cock, and Sam can only close his eyes in bliss as he’s filled. Cas bucks his hips up and his hands go to Sam’s thighs to hold him steady. Sam raises himself up and falls back down, then again and this time Gabriel’s fingers are there to stretch him wider.
There’s more lube this time, and Sam hisses at the cold slick working into him. Gabriel’s fingers and Cas’s cock are more than he’s taken in a while. They haven’t done this in a long time, and Sam hadn’t realized how much he missed it until this moment.
Then Gabriel is nudging him forward so that he’s leaning over Cas, his weight braced on his hands and his muscles trembling with exertion. He knows what’s coming next, and he keeps his body as still and relaxed as possible. Cas is frozen inside him, his fingers digging into his hips and thighs to hold him steady.
Sam groans at the push of Gabriel’s hard cock sliding in alongside Cas’s. He has a momentary sense of panic, of knowing that this is never going to work. But they’ve done it before, he tells himself, and a moment later Gabriel’s inching inside until he’s flush against him.
“You good?” Gabriel asks in a tight voice.
“Just a…” Sam pants. “Just a second.”
Seconds tick by before he can move, and then Castiel’s hand closes around his cock again and he bucks in their embrace.
“Move,” he grunts out. Gabriel pulls back and snaps his hips forward, making Sam cry out. Cas is still holding him, watching him with concern, but when Sam gives him a shaky smile he moves again.
They set up a shallow rhythm, not pulling out too far and being careful when they thrust back in. It hurts, but in a good way that makes Sam rock hard and crashing towards release. The heady power of taking them both at the same time drives him closer and closer until he comes hard in Cas’s hand.
He’s limp and pliant in their arms as they move harder and Cas comes inside him with a cry. Sam sinks down on his softening cock, but Gabriel’s not done yet. He tips Sam forward until he falls on Cas’s chest and then thrusts into him with deep, powerful strokes. He’s too wound up to last long, and one-two-three hard thrusts later he grabs Sam by the hips and spills over.
Gabriel slides out first and then Cas. Sam just groans at the loss and lets them roll him over so that he’s sandwiched between them. His mind’s completely blown and he stares at the ceiling, wondering when Gabriel stuck a mirror up there and how he could have missed it earlier.
Gabriel waves a hand in front of his face but gets no response. He turns to Cas with a smirk. “I think we broke him.”
Title: Fly Away from Here
Author: wonderfoal
Rating: NC17
Warning: dp, pwp
Pairing: Gabriel/Sam/Cas - bottom!Sam
Wordcount: 1533
Notes: No idea where this came from. Written while in the parking lot of Food City on my new netbook (it’s not a good replacement for a real computer, but omg the portability of porn-writing!)
Date: Sunday, January 23, 2011
“I can’t,” Sam panted, but it sounded more like a groan. His head thrown back and forehead beaded with sweat, eyes closed against the drops of perspiration rolling along the side of his nose, Sam truly looked like he couldn’t take any more.
Gabriel gripped his hips with bruising force, brought him up and then down hard on his cock. Sam moaned again, body pliant and warm in the archangel’s arms. He was too tired, had been in the bed too long with no sleep, and all he could do shake and tremble as his lover promised him that yes, he could do more.
“Don’t you trust me, Sam?” Gabriel purred against his ear.
And God help him, maybe Sam was an idiot, but he did. He nodded shakily, unable to speak as Gabriel raised and lowered Sam on his cock, making the hunter ride him even after his body was pushed to the point he couldn’t move. He couldn’t count how many times he’d come already, how many times he’d had a big cock inside him. Gabriel could do things with time, could loop it over and over again so that Sam could keep being fucked and used and loved, and no time at all would pass outside their bedroom.
“Good boy,” he crooned into his ear. He pulled Sam to his chest and leaned back against the pillows behind him, still somewhat reclined, but Sam’s legs fell over his to straddle him and he was hoisted up enough to almost be in a kneeling position. “You’re doing fine Sam, I promise.” He glanced over Sam’s shoulder and addressed the other occupant of the room. “He’s ready,” he said.
Sam trembled as Gabriel stilled within him, knowing what was coming next. The thought of it caused more anxiety than the act itself. It wasn’t like he’d never done this before, wasn’t like he really couldn’t take it.
Warm, slick fingers pressed at his entrance, slipped in one at a time to lie beside Gabriel’s cock. “Sam?” Castiel questioned as he moved to kneel behind him. Sam could feel his warm breath on his ear, the rough scratch of his jaw brushing over Sam’s shoulder.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m good,” Sam said, the last few words coming out as a sigh as Gabriel moved again, shallow little thrusts that rocked into him and had pleasure buzzing through him once more. He could feel the fingers, stretching him wider and wider. They rubbed him from the inside, moved in time with Gabriel’s thrusts. Sam rocked back and forth between the two, his breath coming in little gasps.
Cas pushed him forward a little for a better angle and Sam’s legs spread wider of their own volition, giving the angel behind him more room. Gabriel purred against his throat and then locked his eyes with Castiel’s as a second big cock slowly pushed inside him.
Sam was reduced to little “uh, uh, uh” sounds as he was stretched impossibly wide. He clung tight to the angel in front of him as he waited for the burn to end, waited for Cas to push all the way in him. It was uncomfortable, but not unpleasant. Sam had done this before with them, but each time he swore he’d never felt so full. His blood pounded in his ears as he strained to accept both of them, tried to will his body to adjust. He could feel their heartbeats within him, the pulse of their cocks from the inside and Sam groaned at the sensation.
“Sammy?” Gabriel asked. He sounded worried, which Sam didn’t like at all. Sam knew he was in no real danger - they’d never intentionally hurt him, and even if they did by accident, they could heal him easily.
“I’m good,” he swore, his voice little more than a rasp at this point. “Move,” he added a moment later when neither budged so much as an inch. He wriggled for better position, moved his legs to have more support on his straining thighs, and they shifted inside of him. Maybe it was too soon, maybe he needed a little more time, but the burn of the movement went straight to his cock and he was suddenly even harder.
Cas and Gabriel looked at each other again over his shoulder, and then Cas shifted upwards, dragging his cock out of him and then surging forwards with a shallow thrust. Sam cried out and buried his head against Gabriel’s neck. This close, he could taste the sweat on him, smell the faint scent of candy he’d been eating a few hours before. Small but strong hands gripped him by the ribs and pulled him tight. Cas’s hands found their way to his hips as he pulled out again and thrust in harder.
Another two or three thrusts from Castiel and then Gabriel started moving again. He rocked in as Cas pulled out, and then vice versa, keeping at least one cock deep inside him and another sliding against his hole. Sam was a mess, face flushed red and sweat dripping from his skin. He trembled from the pressure of both of them inside him, his legs pushed wide open and sore, and the delicious strain in his back from kneeling over Gabriel and under Castiel.
Sam’s cock was hard and flushed dark red, trapped between his body and Gabriel’s. He felt Cas’s hand slip between their bodies and grip him, then Gabriel’s joined him, sliding lower to circle his balls, squeezing in all the right places. Sam bucked against them, ass squeezing tight and triggering a moan from Castiel behind him. Cas’s hand on his cock pumped him hard in time with his thrusts, which were now fast and erratic, pumping in and out of him with no regard to Gabriel’s own motions. His other hand gripped Sam’s hip tight, fingers digging into flesh and leaving red spots that would bruise in a few hours. He slammed in hard and squeezed Sam’s cock almost to the point of pain, triggering Sam’s orgasm.
His ass clenched around them and Sam could feel Gabriel’s groan vibrate through his whole body. Hot sticky semen spurted between their bodies and over Cas’s hand. Sam had never come so hard in his life. He caught his breath just in time to feel Cas come a second later. The angel behind him pulled out almost all the way until just the head of his cock was in Sam’s body, just inside his hole and pressed tight against Gabriel’s cock. He thrust forward and slipped deeper inside of Sam’s pliant body than he ever had, before stuttering to a halt and coming deep in his ass. Sam felt the warmth flood him, felt Cas emptying inside him and then collapsing against his back.
It pushed him flat against Gabriel, who had been holding still inside him with just fine tremors giving away how close he was to losing it. Cas was still inside him, mostly soft. The angel was awake but in a daze against his back, unwilling or unable to withdraw. Gabriel’s arms stretched forward to grab Cas’s back and then turned the three of them over. Sam dragged one leg up to hook over his back and the other fell open for wider access.
With more leverage, Gabriel was faster, could move harder. He slid in and out, moved easier with Castiel softened beside him within Sam. Sam could feel the drag of Gabriel’s cock in him as he fucked into Sam, the sick squelch of Cas’s come as it made the slide easier. One, two, three, four hard thrusts and then he went deep and shuddered, emptying into Sam with a grunt.
After, when everyone had caught their breaths and heart rates returned to normal, Sam craned his neck downward to see Gabriel’s head tucked against his chest. “We’re crushing Cas,” he said quietly. Sam was the biggest of the three, knew that he was draped over Cas and had been for several minutes.
“I am alright,” Cas argued. One of his hands moved up to rub Sam’s shoulder.
That may have been true, but Sam didn’t like the mental of image of the two of them piled on him. “I’ll feel better about it if we move.”
“Complain complain,” Gabriel muttered, but that didn’t stop him from pulling out of Sam and taking the spot on the bed next to them. Sam was too tired to move, but Cas came to his aid and rolled them onto their sides. He pulled away and Sam could feel warm come drip from his hole and onto his thighs. Cas curled against his back, wrapped one arm over his chest, and slipped one leg between his.
“Are you alright, Sam?” he asked roughly.
Sam nodded. He was sore, but it was a good ache. Gabriel wriggled closer and pressed himself close against Sam’s chest. His arms found their way around his back and one hand slowly began kneading away the strain the night had built in his tired muscles. No place in heaven or on earth made him feel so loved and wanted than when he was lying content in the arms of his angels.
AND A BONUS
For this prompt: Gabriel/Sam/Castiel - DP they love driving their human crazy
WHY YES. IT IS THE SAME THEME AS THE ONE I WROTE THREE WEEKS AGO. I chuckled and decided to write it again, then remembered that I never got around to posting that one here.
Sam’s still loose and slick from last time, so Gabriel’s fingers slide in easy. He pushes two in until his knuckles nudge inside, then bends them and smirks when Sam moans and clings tighter to Castiel.
“I’m good,” Sam promises. He’s got his head buried against Cas’s shoulder, teeth scraping over his skin as Gabriel works him open and Cas’s strong hand fists his cock.
“Not yet,” Cas murmurs against his hair. “We don’t want to hurt you.”
Sam moans as another two fingers press inside, just barely on the good side of burning. They go in deep, just one thumb short of fisting him and Sam tries to rock backwards on them, then forward into Cas’s hand, and he’s so wound up he doesn’t know how to move.
“You won’t hurt me,” he gasps out. His hair is sweat-damp and smeared over his forehead, his skin flushed red, and his eyes dark with lust. Cas groans at the sight and pulls him up for a hard kiss. His rough jaw scratches over Sam’s cheek, then his teeth are pushed open and his hot tongue slides inside. The force is almost bruising, but Sam means what he said. He trusts his angels with his body and soul, and he knows he’s safe with them.
When their lips part, Sam’s pushed to the edge of desperation and all he wants is to be filled. “Please, please, please,” he begs. No one else is able to work him up like this, push him so far that he’s a trembling mess.
Gabriel’s finger slide out and Sam whimpers at the loss. Then Cas is lying on his back and Sam kneels over him. Gabriel guides him down on Cas’s cock, and Sam can only close his eyes in bliss as he’s filled. Cas bucks his hips up and his hands go to Sam’s thighs to hold him steady. Sam raises himself up and falls back down, then again and this time Gabriel’s fingers are there to stretch him wider.
There’s more lube this time, and Sam hisses at the cold slick working into him. Gabriel’s fingers and Cas’s cock are more than he’s taken in a while. They haven’t done this in a long time, and Sam hadn’t realized how much he missed it until this moment.
Then Gabriel is nudging him forward so that he’s leaning over Cas, his weight braced on his hands and his muscles trembling with exertion. He knows what’s coming next, and he keeps his body as still and relaxed as possible. Cas is frozen inside him, his fingers digging into his hips and thighs to hold him steady.
Sam groans at the push of Gabriel’s hard cock sliding in alongside Cas’s. He has a momentary sense of panic, of knowing that this is never going to work. But they’ve done it before, he tells himself, and a moment later Gabriel’s inching inside until he’s flush against him.
“You good?” Gabriel asks in a tight voice.
“Just a…” Sam pants. “Just a second.”
Seconds tick by before he can move, and then Castiel’s hand closes around his cock again and he bucks in their embrace.
“Move,” he grunts out. Gabriel pulls back and snaps his hips forward, making Sam cry out. Cas is still holding him, watching him with concern, but when Sam gives him a shaky smile he moves again.
They set up a shallow rhythm, not pulling out too far and being careful when they thrust back in. It hurts, but in a good way that makes Sam rock hard and crashing towards release. The heady power of taking them both at the same time drives him closer and closer until he comes hard in Cas’s hand.
He’s limp and pliant in their arms as they move harder and Cas comes inside him with a cry. Sam sinks down on his softening cock, but Gabriel’s not done yet. He tips Sam forward until he falls on Cas’s chest and then thrusts into him with deep, powerful strokes. He’s too wound up to last long, and one-two-three hard thrusts later he grabs Sam by the hips and spills over.
Gabriel slides out first and then Cas. Sam just groans at the loss and lets them roll him over so that he’s sandwiched between them. His mind’s completely blown and he stares at the ceiling, wondering when Gabriel stuck a mirror up there and how he could have missed it earlier.
Gabriel waves a hand in front of his face but gets no response. He turns to Cas with a smirk. “I think we broke him.”