The Seduction of Samuel Winchester 4/?
Title: The Seduction of Samuel Winchester 4/?
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Warnings: Very mild dub-con, wincest, language, rimming
Summary: Dean wants Sam...he wants him bad. How long can Sam resist before finally giving in to temptation?
DEAN'S POV
Sammy spends too much time pretending.
He wants me so fuckin' badly. I can see him there, eyein' me up and down like I have what he wants. He acts as if the thought of feelin' me inside of him doesn't turn him on…but I know better. I know my Sammy, and he needs me. He needs to stop pretending that every gaze we share is meaningless, that my kisses down the back of his neck when he's doing his homework are nothing more than brotherly affection, that the caresses I give his aching back in the middle of the night are just my way of curing his physical pain. I don't do it because he's my brother; I do it because I need to be around him, to touch him in every way I possibly can. I want to feel his skin beneath my deprived fingertips, wrap my lips around his flesh and watch as the tight suction form marks of my ownership deep into his desirable body…the body I've claimed as my own. My body. Mine.
I spend too much time wanting.
For such a smart boy, Sammy can be so naïve. He has no idea what I've been up to all this time, does he? I've been watching his facial expressions when I casually brush up against him, or buy him shit with my money. I've been romancing the kid this entire time and he hasn't noticed a fuckin' thing. It makes me hot. It makes me angry. It makes me ache. Always fuckin' aching.
I spend far too much of my time wantin' him from a distance. He's such a beautiful boy. I gotta have him. I want to taste the forbidden fruit he keeps hidin' from me. I don't want to wait anymore. I want to start taking. I'm going to take everything little Sammy has to give and he's going to lie there and take it like he's supposed to; with his legs spread, those creamy thighs shivering uncontrollably as I run my long tongue up and down his sweet little ass crack…fuuuck.
It's almost time, baby boy. Look at you…such a good boy. Don't even notice me lickin' my lips when I think 'bout eatin' your pretty little ass out, do you? Don't see me undressin' you with my eyes, do you, little brother? Of course you don't. You're so fuckin' innocent. God, I can't wait to be inside of you, to feel those inner walls clench around my hard cock. I'm gonna make you so hot for me. Already makin' you hot for me. My sweet little Sammy is going to learn what it feels like to be loved, because tonight, I'm going to love you the way a big brother should. Every...single...inch of you.
Get ready for daddy, baby. Because tonight…I'm gonna make you mine.
"So, all of this…it was just a lie."
"Aww…Sammy," I moaned, circling around his tall frame until I was right behind him, pressing my chest against his back. "This is your fuckin' fault. If you had just given me what I wanted, then I wouldn't have had to manipulate you to get it. All I had to do was turn you on, and you became putty in my hands. I romanced you like a girl and you took the bait, just like I knew you would. You're so fuckin' desperate for my cock that you couldn't even see what was right in front of you. Desire makes the brain fuzzy, Sammy. But it's okay. You don't have to beat yourself up over this. Just let it happen, baby. Let daddy take care of you."
Sam shivered. That little daddy kink of his never failed to make me smile. Such a dirty little boy…
"I hate you."
"You want me."
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Because you want this just as bad as I do, Sammy. I see you all the time tryin' to fight it. You get all miserable and then I have to watch your poor body get all tense with frustration. I hate seeing you like that, baby. I"-I stopped talking and ran my hands down his chest, sliding my fingers in the flap of his underwear so that I could massage the head of his cock-"hate it…when things don't go your way."
Sam moaned obscenely, his head falling back against my shoulder. "Oh, god."
"It makes me so upset, Sammy, seein' you like this. I don't want you to suffer anymore. I want to give you what you want…what we both want."
I pushed his clothes down until they fell into a pile at his ankles, gasping at the sight of my little brother's big dick. Grasping it with my hand, I stroked up and down the length as slow as possible. I wanted him to ache the way I was aching, to make him beg for the pleasure I could bring him. I wanted him to know how fuckin' pointless it was to even try and resist me. He could never resist me. Not when I had exactly what he wanted.
"Dean," he whimpered. "It feels so fucking good."
"I know, sugar. It's supposed to feel good. You can't deny me anymore, baby. I won't let you."
Sam grasped my wrist as I tried thumbing the slit, whirling around to face me. The pain I saw in his eyes put me off for a moment, before I realized it was just him tryin' to fight the war I'd raged on him. Such a stubborn boy.
"Dean…we just…we can't."
His denial of the feelings he harbored for me was the final straw. I felt something inside of me snap, the dam within me breaking free as I slammed our mouths together. His startled gasp disappeared as his eyelashes fluttered, desire radiating off of his body in waves. I licked at Sam's lips affectionately, persisting relentlessly until I felt them part beneath my ministrations. Entwining our tongues together, I gazed deep into those pale hazel orbs, the taste of him driving me fuckin' crazy. I felt a growl vibrate deep within my throat, my hands grabbing possessively at his hips as I shoved one of my legs in between his spread ones, rubbing my thigh against my brother's hard on. Pulling away from his mouth, I attacked his neck with an almost animalistic forwardness, biting at it when I felt him try to pull away.
"Don't move," I whispered seductively against his skin. "I don't want to have to handcuff you to the bed just yet."
The protest I could feel threatening to erupt from my brother's mouth was disrupted as I reached around to grab his ass and lift him up into my arms, moaning quietly when his legs automatically wrapped around my waist. His arms enveloped my neck as he buried his head into my shoulder, the feel of our cocks pressed together making me sigh in pleasure. Making my way across the room, I laid him gently on my bed with the care of a doting lover, positioning myself on my hands and knees above him. I stared down at his beautiful face in awe, confused as to how I was lucky enough to acquire someone as precious as my perfect Sammy.
"I'm gonna give it to you so fuckin' good," I whispered, leaning down to suck his bottom lip into my mouth. Looking deep into his eyes, I felt our lips brush together as I spoke my next words, the sound of Sam's moan making my brain short-circuit. "Do you want me?"
For a minute, I didn't think he would answer me, the muscles beneath me tensing as if he were going to make a run for it. As if I would let him…
"Yes."
I smirked cockily at my blushing boy, victory close at hand. "Tell me, Sammy. Tell me you want me."
"I…I can't."
"Come on, honey. Don't be shy. Tell me how badly you want your big brother's thick cock."
"Dean…please," Sam whispered.
His whimpered plea made me groan. I couldn't help but stare down at the beauty below me with an unspeakable reverence that was nothing short of depraved. Words couldn't express what I felt for my brother, the very mention of his name sending my body into violent paroxysms of unbridled ecstasy. His eyes, his nose, his lips…every part of him contained a piece of me. My entire being was intertwined with his, our souls merging into one supreme presence. The I and me were no longer in existence, the individuality I possessed disintegrating beneath the force of my submergence into the very core of Sammy's psyche.
"You and I are connected, Sammy. You can't hide anymore because I'm a part of you now. You can't run away. Won't let you run away."
I slid down Sam's body before he had a chance to respond, throwin' his legs over my shoulders and moaning as I found myself face to face with my brother's puckered entrance. Looking up into Sam's eyes, I held his gaze as I licked a long stripe up the sensitive flesh, grinning wickedly when a startled cry erupted from the boy's beautiful mouth.
"Dean! It's too much. Please, don't. I can't…I can't take it anymore! You…you…oh, god."
I chuckled against Sam's skin, amused at how flustered I made him. Delving back in, I lapped greedily at the pink ring before me, stabbing the inside of him over and over with my tongue.
"Hmm. So fuckin' sweet, Sammy. My baby boy's got such a sweet little asshole. Taste so fuckin' good."
I buried my face in between his legs before I'd even finished my sentence, the last word muffled by the hole I was currently buried in. I almost came as the sound of me eating him out reverberated off the walls of our bedroom, the slurping and smacking noises going straight to my neglected cock. Sam's moaning and groaning rose in pitch the longer it went on, his efforts to push me off failing when I wrapped my arms tight around his spread thighs.
"Oh, no you don't. You're not gettin' away from me, baby. I'm gonna make you come…and you're gonna fuckin' like it."
My enthusiasm for my brother's release made the blood in my veins boil with a voracious urgency, lust rising through every part of my tarnished soul. I wanted to possess him, to lay claim to his beautiful body once and for all. I wanted him to know that he belonged to me, and nobody was going to change that…not even him.
With a growl, I launched forward so that his legs were pushed up over his head, his hard cock pointing in the direction of his face. Forcing my tongue inside his rim, I sucked hard on the puckered hole, wrapping my fingers around the head of his dick. Pre-come oozed from the wet slit as I ran my hand up and down the impressive length, spreading the liquid all over his thick shaft. The sticky sound that came from the movements intensified my need to see him come, making me suck harder on his sensitive asshole. My strokes sped up as Sam began to shake uncontrollably, his hands fisting tightly in my hair. His moans became shivery as his hips started moving, his cock thrusting up into my fist while he impaled himself repeatedly on my eager tongue.
"Dean!" he sobbed. "Stop. You're gonna make come. I don't wanna come. I'm scared."
I pulled my tongue out of his body and stilled my hand, licking my lips and groaning at the taste of my brother's ass.
"Shh," I whispered persuasively. "Hush, baby. I know you're scared…but you're almost there. Don't deny yourself the pleasure of my body. Let it happen. I can make you feel so good, little brother. Give yourself to me, Sammy. I want you to take the bliss I'm giving you. Don't question it…take it. Just let go."
The mixture of lust and confusion in my sweet Sammy's eyes made my head drop down as if it were made of lead, my movements resuming as I tortured my brother's body with the most exquisite ecstasy, attacking it with sensations it didn't know what to do with. I worked him furiously, massaging his sensitive spots over and over. His moans grew louder and louder until he came to a shuddering halt, eyes rolling in the back of his head as his imminent orgasm approached with a deadly vengeance. I quickly wrapped my lips around his huge cock, swallowing around him as he pulsed inside my mouth. His screams were extraordinary, each curse he let spill from his dirty mouth making me see stars.
Crawling back up his body, I made myself comfortable between his shaking legs.
"So," I murmured smugly. "Talk to me again about why it is you don't want this?"
"Fuck you," he responded weakly.
I smiled warmly, taking him into my arms. "You wanna taste yourself?"
"Oh, god, Dean."
Chuckling quietly, I moved closer until our foreheads were pressed together, admiring the pale color of my brother's hazel eyes. Stroking his cheek lovingly, I leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss, nothing more than a brush of lips for the briefest of seconds. The longer it went on, the more pressure I put into it. When I finally decided I'd teased us both long enough, I slid the tip of my tongue along the seam of his lips, nonverbally asking permission to invade his mouth. When I was granted access, the arms I had wrapped around the boy tightened, the urgency from before once again finding a place within me.
"I want you," I whispered, licking a slow trail from his lips to the tip of his nose. "Let me have you."
Sam's face displayed a myriad of emotions at my request, confusion and pain being the most evident. I knew he wanted me, but I also knew he was the nervous type and I seriously doubted that any of this was going to calm his frazzled nerves. Rather than try to soothe the skittish boy beneath me, I decided to get him to my level, make him as hot for me as I was for him. After all…why should I be the only one in this room suffering from desire?
"C'mon, Sam. It'll be so good. Just imagine it, baby; being slowly fucked by your big brother, the flames from the candles dancing across our skin as we make love, gazing deep in each other's eyes as I slide my wet prick in and out of your sensitive little asshole, our moans mingling in the safety of our bedroom."
Encouraged by Sam's heavy breathing, I went on. "Imagine me in between your spread thighs…just like I am now. Imagine me working your ass so good, the sound of our bodies coming together mixing with our groans. Can you hear the sounds of our lovemaking, baby boy? Our flesh…our moans…the hesitant creaking of the bedsprings as I slowly fuck you into submission? Can you feel our bodies sliding against each other? Can you feel the heat from our sweat as we lie entwined in each other's arms, soaking the sheets beneath us? Can you imagine letting your big brother do all of those naughty things to you in his bed while daddy's away? Daddy isn't here to stop us, Sammy. You and I have all the time in the world to make fantasy reality. He'll never have to know how much his little Sammy likes being stuffed full of his big brother's cock."
Sam's desperate groan made me pause, smirking wickedly as he grabbed at me as if I were his lifeline, burying his face in the crook of my neck. Rubbing his back soothingly, I shushed him while he cried softly into my skin, the feel of his tears making my smile falter somewhat.
"Dean," he said, his voice muffled. "Why are you doing this to me? Why are you makin' me want this? I'm so fucking hard, De. Make it go away. I can't fight it anymore. I…I need it. I fuckin' want it. Give it to me, big brother. Please, give me what I need."
"Oh…baby," I murmured, placing soft kisses to the top of his head. "Don't you worry. De is gonna make it all better. Look at me, my sweet Sammy."
When he lifted his head, I attacked his mouth with a hunger I was incapable of controlling, the animal inside of me awakening. Feelings I never knew I possessed came bubbling to the surface, lust and love clouding my brain.
"I'm goin' to go at ya with everything I've got, baby boy. I'm gonna get all up in you and massage you so good from the inside that you're gonna be beggin' me for mercy…but I won't give in. I'm gonna torture you with one pleasurable explosion after another, fuck into you again and again and again until you can't fuckin' take anymore, and when I finally come? I'm gonna bury my face in between those luscious legs and eat your asshole raw, suck my come straight outta you and make you swallow it. Would you like that, baby? Huh? You wanna swallow big brother's come?"
I smirked as I watched the effect I had on my baby brother take hold, his body shaking violently in my warm embrace. Sam's cock was hard against my stomach so I pushed into it, the action makin' my name fall from his lips in a choked whisper.
"Hmm, I knew you'd like that. You're such a filthy little boy. That's what you are, Sammy; a nasty, naughty boy. I'm gonna give you exactly what you deserve; a nice…slow…sensual fuck. You're gonna to know your place by the time I'm through with you. I'll make damn sure of that."
Keeping my eyes locked on Sammy, I reached into the drawer on my nightstand and extracted a bottle of lube, pouring a generous amount on my fingers before sliding in two digits at once, immediately crooking them as I searched for my brother's prostate. I knew I'd found it when his whole body practically arched off the bed, his gasp resounding deep within my aching ears. Rubbing at it mercilessly, I leaned down to play with his nipples, the tiny nubs pebbling beneath my probing tongue. Sam's moan had me kissing my way up his body, finally locking our gazes together as my fingers slid in and out of his body.
"Yeah, that's it," I whispered. "Take it for me, baby. I know you can do it, such a good fuckin' boy. So sweet and innocent. You know I'm gonna fuck it straight outta ya…don't cha? I'm gonna make such good love to you, Sammy. I care so much about pleasuring you. I want you to squirm and shake underneath me. I wanna know what I'm doin' to ya is makin' you feel good."
I added a third finger, and then a fourth, trying to see how much my little Sammy could take. By the time I was through with him, his hole was stretched out so wide, I was tempted to jam the entire length of my cock in there all at once. But as glorious as that would have been for me, I held back for the sake of my brother, his pleasure first and foremost in my mind.
Sammy comes first. Sammy always comes first.
Sitting down with my back pressed against the headboard, I crooked my finger and beckoned Sam over to me, smiling when he straddled my lap without havin' to be told what to do. He's always been a smart one, my Sammy.
"I want you to put it in. Only you know how much you can take and I don't want to hurt you. I'd rather die."
Sam stared at me as if I were the second coming, his awe struck expression making me smile. His hair fell in front of his face as he lowered his head in embarrassment, his cheeks turning a rosy shade of red.
"No," I scolded, lifting up his chin. "Don't you dare be shy with me, baby. We're way past that. You wanna make big brother feel good, don't you?"
He nodded.
"Then dry your pretty eyes and put De's cock up your sweet little asshole. Put it in. Come on, baby. Be a good little boy for me."
I ran my hands up and down his arms in a gesture meant to soothe, slowly sliding down until I gripped his hips and guided his entrance to my throbbing prick. Sam took a deep breath and slowly sank down on my dick, the sight of it disappearing inside of him makin' my eyes roll back in my head. Sam moaned as I bottomed out, feeling him fully seated on my lap. Before I could tell him to move, I felt him wiggle his hips experimentally. It must have done somethin' for him 'cause he moaned like a fuckin' whore, the sound of it makin' me hum in satisfaction.
I spent the next ten minutes watchin' my brother ride my fat cock, starin' at his beauty in bewildered fascination. His head was thrown back in ecstasy, his arms wrapped around my neck. I circled mine around his waist so that we were pressed flush together, forcing his head down so that I could capture his lips in a passionate kiss. He felt so…fuckin'…good.
"You're so beautiful, Sammy," I whispered in his ear.
Not giving him a chance to respond, I flipped us over once again, grabbing both of his thighs and spreading them wide so that his legs were pressed into the sweat soaked sheets. Maintaining eye contact, I plunged into him in one fluid motion, grinning wickedly when a dirty moan escaped my Sammy's lips. Resting on my knees, I thrust into him over and over, relishing the way his gasps turned into sighs the longer I fucked that sweet little asshole. God, I loved his hole. It was so fuckin' tight for me. I knew I was going to want more from him, that one time was never gonna be enough. I wanted him to know that he was mine now, and no amount of denying would ever make me go away.
"I'll die before I let anyone else have this, Sammy. You fuckin' hear me? Mine. You're fuckin' mine!"
"Yours," Sam moaned almost immediately, his eyes still clenched shut.
As a reward for his acknowledgment of my ownership over him, I found his prostate and massaged it slowly, sliding my cock in and out of his ass at a leisurely place. I made sure it teased the fuck out of him and made him feel good all at the same time. I was going to make him scream…whether he fuckin' liked it or not.
"Oh…OH, GOD! Give it to me, big brother. Fuckin' give it to me!"
His response sent me over the edge, the self-control I had snapping at the sound of my brother's pleading. Falling over him, we both wrapped our arms around each other and held on for dear life as I sped up my movements, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing throughout the tiny bedroom. The mattress creaked uncontrollably beneath our weight, the headboard slamming against the wall adding to the pornographic sounds of our lovemaking.
"Do you love me, De?"
I smirked cockily at my brother, licking at the seam of his lips. "I sure do, Sammy. With every inch of my manhood."
I stopped moving when I felt a loud groan tear from Sam's lips at my reply, grabbing the bottle of oil on the nightstand and pouring it all over our skin. Blanketing myself over my brother once more, I resumed my thrusts and moaned in satisfaction as I felt the slip slide of our bodies moving against each other, the sensation makin' both of us sigh in pleasure. An ache developed in my belly at the sounds of my Sammy's cries, my approaching orgasm threatening me with its inevitable intrusion.
"Sammy," I moaned desperately, gazing deeply into the depths of my brother's beautiful eyes. "I'm gonna come. You're gonna make me fuckin' come."
Sam's face contorted in an expression of intense pleasure, the filthy words spilling from his mouth takin' me completely by surprise.
"It's okay…I want you to. Come inside me, big brother. Make me yours. Fuck that tight little asshole like you own it. Dominate me, Dean. Take me. Possess me. Yeah, that's it. Give it to me. Give me that thick cock. Feels sooo fuckin' goood. You're so fucking hot, Dean. So sexy, oh my god!"
I pressed my mouth against Sam's to stop him from speaking, but the knowledge that my tongue and cock were sliding in and out of his body at the same time was too much for me and before I knew it, a pleasure unlike anything I had ever known took hold of me and I screamed my orgasm into my brother's mouth, coming deep inside of him. When it was over, I immediately slipped between Sam's legs, wrapping my lips around his entrance and sucking the sticky substance straight outta him, just like I said I was gonna. Holding it in my mouth, I crawled up Sammy's body and slowly fed it to my baby boy, the sound of his moan making my spent cock twitch in renewed interest.
"Dean? What…what about me?"
"Shh. Don't you worry 'bout a thing. I got ya, baby."
I knew this would probably hurt without prep, but I didn't really give a shit. All I cared about was takin' care a Sammy. Pouring some oil over Sam's cock, I sat down on it with a pained groan, taking every single inch inside of me. Sam's scream of pleasure made it all worth it, the look on his face makin' me smile.
"Thrust up, baby."
Once again takin' me by surprise, Sam flipped us over and pounded into me without warning, a choked cry forcing itself out of my mouth when he rubbed against my prostate. I looked up at Sam face in awe, his emotions displayed all over his flawless face. Wanting to encourage him, I grasped his shoulders and murmured filthy words against his open mouth, occasionally licking up into it.
"Yeah, that's it, baby. Work me good. You know what big brother likes, don't you? Such a good boy, doin' this for me. Fuck that tight little ass. God, you feel so good. I love you so much, little brother. You don't even fuckin' know. I came in your underwear last night. Did you know that? Rubbed your dirty clothes all over my cock and came all wet and sticky into it. The whole time I wished it was you. I want you so fuckin' bad, baby boy. Go ahead and come in me, big boy. Do it. Fuckin' do it."
Sam sobbed so loud when he climaxed that he almost looked like he was crying. Knowing I was the one who got him that way was enough to make me hard again, my length thickening as Sam pulsed inside my ass. Coming down from his high, he collapsed in my arms, takin' comfort in my tight embrace.
We stayed like that for a while, the comfortable silence givin' me time to reflect on what we'd just done. As the lust faded to nothing more than a dull ache, I found myself suddenly feelin' very cuddly and…girly. I always knew I wanted to fuck my brother, but the love I had for him was more than a little surprising. In that moment, I felt like I would have done anything for him. I suppose the feeling wasn't too far off from normalcy, considering I've been doing everything for the little shit for as long as I can remember. But sometimes the force of that love weighed on me, the effect he had on my heart never-ceasing to astound me. I hated all of this emotional girly crap, yet, in that moment, I realized that I was in love with Sam…Sammy…my Sammy.
"I love you, Sammy," I whispered. "I just wish I'd had enough presence of mind to remember the chocolate syrup, GODDAMMIT!"
Sam giggled at my realization, capturing my lips in a soft kiss. "It's okay, Dude. We'll worry about it next time."
I smiled warmly as my arms tightened their hold on my brother's body, watching as he drifted off into a peaceful sleep. A phrase I'd grown more than familiar with kept repeating in my head the whole time I watched my baby boy's face, the words makin' me smile against Sam's forehead. Nosing his sweaty bangs, I closed my eyes as I too fell into a deep slumber, those same words echoing in my brain over and over again.
I am my brother's desire…and he is mine.
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Warnings: Very mild dub-con, wincest, language, rimming
Summary: Dean wants Sam...he wants him bad. How long can Sam resist before finally giving in to temptation?
DEAN'S POV
Sammy spends too much time pretending.
He wants me so fuckin' badly. I can see him there, eyein' me up and down like I have what he wants. He acts as if the thought of feelin' me inside of him doesn't turn him on…but I know better. I know my Sammy, and he needs me. He needs to stop pretending that every gaze we share is meaningless, that my kisses down the back of his neck when he's doing his homework are nothing more than brotherly affection, that the caresses I give his aching back in the middle of the night are just my way of curing his physical pain. I don't do it because he's my brother; I do it because I need to be around him, to touch him in every way I possibly can. I want to feel his skin beneath my deprived fingertips, wrap my lips around his flesh and watch as the tight suction form marks of my ownership deep into his desirable body…the body I've claimed as my own. My body. Mine.
I spend too much time wanting.
For such a smart boy, Sammy can be so naïve. He has no idea what I've been up to all this time, does he? I've been watching his facial expressions when I casually brush up against him, or buy him shit with my money. I've been romancing the kid this entire time and he hasn't noticed a fuckin' thing. It makes me hot. It makes me angry. It makes me ache. Always fuckin' aching.
I spend far too much of my time wantin' him from a distance. He's such a beautiful boy. I gotta have him. I want to taste the forbidden fruit he keeps hidin' from me. I don't want to wait anymore. I want to start taking. I'm going to take everything little Sammy has to give and he's going to lie there and take it like he's supposed to; with his legs spread, those creamy thighs shivering uncontrollably as I run my long tongue up and down his sweet little ass crack…fuuuck.
It's almost time, baby boy. Look at you…such a good boy. Don't even notice me lickin' my lips when I think 'bout eatin' your pretty little ass out, do you? Don't see me undressin' you with my eyes, do you, little brother? Of course you don't. You're so fuckin' innocent. God, I can't wait to be inside of you, to feel those inner walls clench around my hard cock. I'm gonna make you so hot for me. Already makin' you hot for me. My sweet little Sammy is going to learn what it feels like to be loved, because tonight, I'm going to love you the way a big brother should. Every...single...inch of you.
Get ready for daddy, baby. Because tonight…I'm gonna make you mine.
"So, all of this…it was just a lie."
"Aww…Sammy," I moaned, circling around his tall frame until I was right behind him, pressing my chest against his back. "This is your fuckin' fault. If you had just given me what I wanted, then I wouldn't have had to manipulate you to get it. All I had to do was turn you on, and you became putty in my hands. I romanced you like a girl and you took the bait, just like I knew you would. You're so fuckin' desperate for my cock that you couldn't even see what was right in front of you. Desire makes the brain fuzzy, Sammy. But it's okay. You don't have to beat yourself up over this. Just let it happen, baby. Let daddy take care of you."
Sam shivered. That little daddy kink of his never failed to make me smile. Such a dirty little boy…
"I hate you."
"You want me."
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Because you want this just as bad as I do, Sammy. I see you all the time tryin' to fight it. You get all miserable and then I have to watch your poor body get all tense with frustration. I hate seeing you like that, baby. I"-I stopped talking and ran my hands down his chest, sliding my fingers in the flap of his underwear so that I could massage the head of his cock-"hate it…when things don't go your way."
Sam moaned obscenely, his head falling back against my shoulder. "Oh, god."
"It makes me so upset, Sammy, seein' you like this. I don't want you to suffer anymore. I want to give you what you want…what we both want."
I pushed his clothes down until they fell into a pile at his ankles, gasping at the sight of my little brother's big dick. Grasping it with my hand, I stroked up and down the length as slow as possible. I wanted him to ache the way I was aching, to make him beg for the pleasure I could bring him. I wanted him to know how fuckin' pointless it was to even try and resist me. He could never resist me. Not when I had exactly what he wanted.
"Dean," he whimpered. "It feels so fucking good."
"I know, sugar. It's supposed to feel good. You can't deny me anymore, baby. I won't let you."
Sam grasped my wrist as I tried thumbing the slit, whirling around to face me. The pain I saw in his eyes put me off for a moment, before I realized it was just him tryin' to fight the war I'd raged on him. Such a stubborn boy.
"Dean…we just…we can't."
His denial of the feelings he harbored for me was the final straw. I felt something inside of me snap, the dam within me breaking free as I slammed our mouths together. His startled gasp disappeared as his eyelashes fluttered, desire radiating off of his body in waves. I licked at Sam's lips affectionately, persisting relentlessly until I felt them part beneath my ministrations. Entwining our tongues together, I gazed deep into those pale hazel orbs, the taste of him driving me fuckin' crazy. I felt a growl vibrate deep within my throat, my hands grabbing possessively at his hips as I shoved one of my legs in between his spread ones, rubbing my thigh against my brother's hard on. Pulling away from his mouth, I attacked his neck with an almost animalistic forwardness, biting at it when I felt him try to pull away.
"Don't move," I whispered seductively against his skin. "I don't want to have to handcuff you to the bed just yet."
The protest I could feel threatening to erupt from my brother's mouth was disrupted as I reached around to grab his ass and lift him up into my arms, moaning quietly when his legs automatically wrapped around my waist. His arms enveloped my neck as he buried his head into my shoulder, the feel of our cocks pressed together making me sigh in pleasure. Making my way across the room, I laid him gently on my bed with the care of a doting lover, positioning myself on my hands and knees above him. I stared down at his beautiful face in awe, confused as to how I was lucky enough to acquire someone as precious as my perfect Sammy.
"I'm gonna give it to you so fuckin' good," I whispered, leaning down to suck his bottom lip into my mouth. Looking deep into his eyes, I felt our lips brush together as I spoke my next words, the sound of Sam's moan making my brain short-circuit. "Do you want me?"
For a minute, I didn't think he would answer me, the muscles beneath me tensing as if he were going to make a run for it. As if I would let him…
"Yes."
I smirked cockily at my blushing boy, victory close at hand. "Tell me, Sammy. Tell me you want me."
"I…I can't."
"Come on, honey. Don't be shy. Tell me how badly you want your big brother's thick cock."
"Dean…please," Sam whispered.
His whimpered plea made me groan. I couldn't help but stare down at the beauty below me with an unspeakable reverence that was nothing short of depraved. Words couldn't express what I felt for my brother, the very mention of his name sending my body into violent paroxysms of unbridled ecstasy. His eyes, his nose, his lips…every part of him contained a piece of me. My entire being was intertwined with his, our souls merging into one supreme presence. The I and me were no longer in existence, the individuality I possessed disintegrating beneath the force of my submergence into the very core of Sammy's psyche.
"You and I are connected, Sammy. You can't hide anymore because I'm a part of you now. You can't run away. Won't let you run away."
I slid down Sam's body before he had a chance to respond, throwin' his legs over my shoulders and moaning as I found myself face to face with my brother's puckered entrance. Looking up into Sam's eyes, I held his gaze as I licked a long stripe up the sensitive flesh, grinning wickedly when a startled cry erupted from the boy's beautiful mouth.
"Dean! It's too much. Please, don't. I can't…I can't take it anymore! You…you…oh, god."
I chuckled against Sam's skin, amused at how flustered I made him. Delving back in, I lapped greedily at the pink ring before me, stabbing the inside of him over and over with my tongue.
"Hmm. So fuckin' sweet, Sammy. My baby boy's got such a sweet little asshole. Taste so fuckin' good."
I buried my face in between his legs before I'd even finished my sentence, the last word muffled by the hole I was currently buried in. I almost came as the sound of me eating him out reverberated off the walls of our bedroom, the slurping and smacking noises going straight to my neglected cock. Sam's moaning and groaning rose in pitch the longer it went on, his efforts to push me off failing when I wrapped my arms tight around his spread thighs.
"Oh, no you don't. You're not gettin' away from me, baby. I'm gonna make you come…and you're gonna fuckin' like it."
My enthusiasm for my brother's release made the blood in my veins boil with a voracious urgency, lust rising through every part of my tarnished soul. I wanted to possess him, to lay claim to his beautiful body once and for all. I wanted him to know that he belonged to me, and nobody was going to change that…not even him.
With a growl, I launched forward so that his legs were pushed up over his head, his hard cock pointing in the direction of his face. Forcing my tongue inside his rim, I sucked hard on the puckered hole, wrapping my fingers around the head of his dick. Pre-come oozed from the wet slit as I ran my hand up and down the impressive length, spreading the liquid all over his thick shaft. The sticky sound that came from the movements intensified my need to see him come, making me suck harder on his sensitive asshole. My strokes sped up as Sam began to shake uncontrollably, his hands fisting tightly in my hair. His moans became shivery as his hips started moving, his cock thrusting up into my fist while he impaled himself repeatedly on my eager tongue.
"Dean!" he sobbed. "Stop. You're gonna make come. I don't wanna come. I'm scared."
I pulled my tongue out of his body and stilled my hand, licking my lips and groaning at the taste of my brother's ass.
"Shh," I whispered persuasively. "Hush, baby. I know you're scared…but you're almost there. Don't deny yourself the pleasure of my body. Let it happen. I can make you feel so good, little brother. Give yourself to me, Sammy. I want you to take the bliss I'm giving you. Don't question it…take it. Just let go."
The mixture of lust and confusion in my sweet Sammy's eyes made my head drop down as if it were made of lead, my movements resuming as I tortured my brother's body with the most exquisite ecstasy, attacking it with sensations it didn't know what to do with. I worked him furiously, massaging his sensitive spots over and over. His moans grew louder and louder until he came to a shuddering halt, eyes rolling in the back of his head as his imminent orgasm approached with a deadly vengeance. I quickly wrapped my lips around his huge cock, swallowing around him as he pulsed inside my mouth. His screams were extraordinary, each curse he let spill from his dirty mouth making me see stars.
Crawling back up his body, I made myself comfortable between his shaking legs.
"So," I murmured smugly. "Talk to me again about why it is you don't want this?"
"Fuck you," he responded weakly.
I smiled warmly, taking him into my arms. "You wanna taste yourself?"
"Oh, god, Dean."
Chuckling quietly, I moved closer until our foreheads were pressed together, admiring the pale color of my brother's hazel eyes. Stroking his cheek lovingly, I leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss, nothing more than a brush of lips for the briefest of seconds. The longer it went on, the more pressure I put into it. When I finally decided I'd teased us both long enough, I slid the tip of my tongue along the seam of his lips, nonverbally asking permission to invade his mouth. When I was granted access, the arms I had wrapped around the boy tightened, the urgency from before once again finding a place within me.
"I want you," I whispered, licking a slow trail from his lips to the tip of his nose. "Let me have you."
Sam's face displayed a myriad of emotions at my request, confusion and pain being the most evident. I knew he wanted me, but I also knew he was the nervous type and I seriously doubted that any of this was going to calm his frazzled nerves. Rather than try to soothe the skittish boy beneath me, I decided to get him to my level, make him as hot for me as I was for him. After all…why should I be the only one in this room suffering from desire?
"C'mon, Sam. It'll be so good. Just imagine it, baby; being slowly fucked by your big brother, the flames from the candles dancing across our skin as we make love, gazing deep in each other's eyes as I slide my wet prick in and out of your sensitive little asshole, our moans mingling in the safety of our bedroom."
Encouraged by Sam's heavy breathing, I went on. "Imagine me in between your spread thighs…just like I am now. Imagine me working your ass so good, the sound of our bodies coming together mixing with our groans. Can you hear the sounds of our lovemaking, baby boy? Our flesh…our moans…the hesitant creaking of the bedsprings as I slowly fuck you into submission? Can you feel our bodies sliding against each other? Can you feel the heat from our sweat as we lie entwined in each other's arms, soaking the sheets beneath us? Can you imagine letting your big brother do all of those naughty things to you in his bed while daddy's away? Daddy isn't here to stop us, Sammy. You and I have all the time in the world to make fantasy reality. He'll never have to know how much his little Sammy likes being stuffed full of his big brother's cock."
Sam's desperate groan made me pause, smirking wickedly as he grabbed at me as if I were his lifeline, burying his face in the crook of my neck. Rubbing his back soothingly, I shushed him while he cried softly into my skin, the feel of his tears making my smile falter somewhat.
"Dean," he said, his voice muffled. "Why are you doing this to me? Why are you makin' me want this? I'm so fucking hard, De. Make it go away. I can't fight it anymore. I…I need it. I fuckin' want it. Give it to me, big brother. Please, give me what I need."
"Oh…baby," I murmured, placing soft kisses to the top of his head. "Don't you worry. De is gonna make it all better. Look at me, my sweet Sammy."
When he lifted his head, I attacked his mouth with a hunger I was incapable of controlling, the animal inside of me awakening. Feelings I never knew I possessed came bubbling to the surface, lust and love clouding my brain.
"I'm goin' to go at ya with everything I've got, baby boy. I'm gonna get all up in you and massage you so good from the inside that you're gonna be beggin' me for mercy…but I won't give in. I'm gonna torture you with one pleasurable explosion after another, fuck into you again and again and again until you can't fuckin' take anymore, and when I finally come? I'm gonna bury my face in between those luscious legs and eat your asshole raw, suck my come straight outta you and make you swallow it. Would you like that, baby? Huh? You wanna swallow big brother's come?"
I smirked as I watched the effect I had on my baby brother take hold, his body shaking violently in my warm embrace. Sam's cock was hard against my stomach so I pushed into it, the action makin' my name fall from his lips in a choked whisper.
"Hmm, I knew you'd like that. You're such a filthy little boy. That's what you are, Sammy; a nasty, naughty boy. I'm gonna give you exactly what you deserve; a nice…slow…sensual fuck. You're gonna to know your place by the time I'm through with you. I'll make damn sure of that."
Keeping my eyes locked on Sammy, I reached into the drawer on my nightstand and extracted a bottle of lube, pouring a generous amount on my fingers before sliding in two digits at once, immediately crooking them as I searched for my brother's prostate. I knew I'd found it when his whole body practically arched off the bed, his gasp resounding deep within my aching ears. Rubbing at it mercilessly, I leaned down to play with his nipples, the tiny nubs pebbling beneath my probing tongue. Sam's moan had me kissing my way up his body, finally locking our gazes together as my fingers slid in and out of his body.
"Yeah, that's it," I whispered. "Take it for me, baby. I know you can do it, such a good fuckin' boy. So sweet and innocent. You know I'm gonna fuck it straight outta ya…don't cha? I'm gonna make such good love to you, Sammy. I care so much about pleasuring you. I want you to squirm and shake underneath me. I wanna know what I'm doin' to ya is makin' you feel good."
I added a third finger, and then a fourth, trying to see how much my little Sammy could take. By the time I was through with him, his hole was stretched out so wide, I was tempted to jam the entire length of my cock in there all at once. But as glorious as that would have been for me, I held back for the sake of my brother, his pleasure first and foremost in my mind.
Sammy comes first. Sammy always comes first.
Sitting down with my back pressed against the headboard, I crooked my finger and beckoned Sam over to me, smiling when he straddled my lap without havin' to be told what to do. He's always been a smart one, my Sammy.
"I want you to put it in. Only you know how much you can take and I don't want to hurt you. I'd rather die."
Sam stared at me as if I were the second coming, his awe struck expression making me smile. His hair fell in front of his face as he lowered his head in embarrassment, his cheeks turning a rosy shade of red.
"No," I scolded, lifting up his chin. "Don't you dare be shy with me, baby. We're way past that. You wanna make big brother feel good, don't you?"
He nodded.
"Then dry your pretty eyes and put De's cock up your sweet little asshole. Put it in. Come on, baby. Be a good little boy for me."
I ran my hands up and down his arms in a gesture meant to soothe, slowly sliding down until I gripped his hips and guided his entrance to my throbbing prick. Sam took a deep breath and slowly sank down on my dick, the sight of it disappearing inside of him makin' my eyes roll back in my head. Sam moaned as I bottomed out, feeling him fully seated on my lap. Before I could tell him to move, I felt him wiggle his hips experimentally. It must have done somethin' for him 'cause he moaned like a fuckin' whore, the sound of it makin' me hum in satisfaction.
I spent the next ten minutes watchin' my brother ride my fat cock, starin' at his beauty in bewildered fascination. His head was thrown back in ecstasy, his arms wrapped around my neck. I circled mine around his waist so that we were pressed flush together, forcing his head down so that I could capture his lips in a passionate kiss. He felt so…fuckin'…good.
"You're so beautiful, Sammy," I whispered in his ear.
Not giving him a chance to respond, I flipped us over once again, grabbing both of his thighs and spreading them wide so that his legs were pressed into the sweat soaked sheets. Maintaining eye contact, I plunged into him in one fluid motion, grinning wickedly when a dirty moan escaped my Sammy's lips. Resting on my knees, I thrust into him over and over, relishing the way his gasps turned into sighs the longer I fucked that sweet little asshole. God, I loved his hole. It was so fuckin' tight for me. I knew I was going to want more from him, that one time was never gonna be enough. I wanted him to know that he was mine now, and no amount of denying would ever make me go away.
"I'll die before I let anyone else have this, Sammy. You fuckin' hear me? Mine. You're fuckin' mine!"
"Yours," Sam moaned almost immediately, his eyes still clenched shut.
As a reward for his acknowledgment of my ownership over him, I found his prostate and massaged it slowly, sliding my cock in and out of his ass at a leisurely place. I made sure it teased the fuck out of him and made him feel good all at the same time. I was going to make him scream…whether he fuckin' liked it or not.
"Oh…OH, GOD! Give it to me, big brother. Fuckin' give it to me!"
His response sent me over the edge, the self-control I had snapping at the sound of my brother's pleading. Falling over him, we both wrapped our arms around each other and held on for dear life as I sped up my movements, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing throughout the tiny bedroom. The mattress creaked uncontrollably beneath our weight, the headboard slamming against the wall adding to the pornographic sounds of our lovemaking.
"Do you love me, De?"
I smirked cockily at my brother, licking at the seam of his lips. "I sure do, Sammy. With every inch of my manhood."
I stopped moving when I felt a loud groan tear from Sam's lips at my reply, grabbing the bottle of oil on the nightstand and pouring it all over our skin. Blanketing myself over my brother once more, I resumed my thrusts and moaned in satisfaction as I felt the slip slide of our bodies moving against each other, the sensation makin' both of us sigh in pleasure. An ache developed in my belly at the sounds of my Sammy's cries, my approaching orgasm threatening me with its inevitable intrusion.
"Sammy," I moaned desperately, gazing deeply into the depths of my brother's beautiful eyes. "I'm gonna come. You're gonna make me fuckin' come."
Sam's face contorted in an expression of intense pleasure, the filthy words spilling from his mouth takin' me completely by surprise.
"It's okay…I want you to. Come inside me, big brother. Make me yours. Fuck that tight little asshole like you own it. Dominate me, Dean. Take me. Possess me. Yeah, that's it. Give it to me. Give me that thick cock. Feels sooo fuckin' goood. You're so fucking hot, Dean. So sexy, oh my god!"
I pressed my mouth against Sam's to stop him from speaking, but the knowledge that my tongue and cock were sliding in and out of his body at the same time was too much for me and before I knew it, a pleasure unlike anything I had ever known took hold of me and I screamed my orgasm into my brother's mouth, coming deep inside of him. When it was over, I immediately slipped between Sam's legs, wrapping my lips around his entrance and sucking the sticky substance straight outta him, just like I said I was gonna. Holding it in my mouth, I crawled up Sammy's body and slowly fed it to my baby boy, the sound of his moan making my spent cock twitch in renewed interest.
"Dean? What…what about me?"
"Shh. Don't you worry 'bout a thing. I got ya, baby."
I knew this would probably hurt without prep, but I didn't really give a shit. All I cared about was takin' care a Sammy. Pouring some oil over Sam's cock, I sat down on it with a pained groan, taking every single inch inside of me. Sam's scream of pleasure made it all worth it, the look on his face makin' me smile.
"Thrust up, baby."
Once again takin' me by surprise, Sam flipped us over and pounded into me without warning, a choked cry forcing itself out of my mouth when he rubbed against my prostate. I looked up at Sam face in awe, his emotions displayed all over his flawless face. Wanting to encourage him, I grasped his shoulders and murmured filthy words against his open mouth, occasionally licking up into it.
"Yeah, that's it, baby. Work me good. You know what big brother likes, don't you? Such a good boy, doin' this for me. Fuck that tight little ass. God, you feel so good. I love you so much, little brother. You don't even fuckin' know. I came in your underwear last night. Did you know that? Rubbed your dirty clothes all over my cock and came all wet and sticky into it. The whole time I wished it was you. I want you so fuckin' bad, baby boy. Go ahead and come in me, big boy. Do it. Fuckin' do it."
Sam sobbed so loud when he climaxed that he almost looked like he was crying. Knowing I was the one who got him that way was enough to make me hard again, my length thickening as Sam pulsed inside my ass. Coming down from his high, he collapsed in my arms, takin' comfort in my tight embrace.
We stayed like that for a while, the comfortable silence givin' me time to reflect on what we'd just done. As the lust faded to nothing more than a dull ache, I found myself suddenly feelin' very cuddly and…girly. I always knew I wanted to fuck my brother, but the love I had for him was more than a little surprising. In that moment, I felt like I would have done anything for him. I suppose the feeling wasn't too far off from normalcy, considering I've been doing everything for the little shit for as long as I can remember. But sometimes the force of that love weighed on me, the effect he had on my heart never-ceasing to astound me. I hated all of this emotional girly crap, yet, in that moment, I realized that I was in love with Sam…Sammy…my Sammy.
"I love you, Sammy," I whispered. "I just wish I'd had enough presence of mind to remember the chocolate syrup, GODDAMMIT!"
Sam giggled at my realization, capturing my lips in a soft kiss. "It's okay, Dude. We'll worry about it next time."
I smiled warmly as my arms tightened their hold on my brother's body, watching as he drifted off into a peaceful sleep. A phrase I'd grown more than familiar with kept repeating in my head the whole time I watched my baby boy's face, the words makin' me smile against Sam's forehead. Nosing his sweaty bangs, I closed my eyes as I too fell into a deep slumber, those same words echoing in my brain over and over again.
I am my brother's desire…and he is mine.