PixCT: 04.01
It's that time again...
Fic
Slash (Dean/Sam)
Adult
~430 words
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A combination of fic, pic, and cock, and that's really all there is to it.
All About Cock Thursday
So Far
September 07-September 08
September 08-September 09
DruCT: 09.17
DruCT: 09.24
DruCT: 10.01
DruCT: 10.08
DruCT: 10.15
DruCT: 10.22
DruCT: 10.29
DruCT: 11.05
DruCT: 11.12
DruCT: 11.19
DruCT: 01.21
PixCT: 01.21
DruCT: 01.28
PixCT: 01.28
DruCT: 02.04
PixCT: 02.04
DruCT: 02.11
PixCT: 02.11
DruCT: 02.18
PixCT: 02.18
DruCT: 02.25
PixCT: 02.25
DruCT: 03.04
PixCT: 03.04
DruCT: 03.11
PixCT: 03.11
DruCT: 03.18
PixCT: 03.18
DruCT: 03.25
PixCT: 03.25
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Today
DruCT: 04.01
My fic:
Slash (Wincest: Dean/Sam) oneshot
Adult rating
~430 words
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Pix's Pic Pick
Ladybug, ladybug fly away home.
Sam watched the bug working its way up the mound of grapes. Had the grapes been at least remotely edible, he might have swatted the bug away out of protection for the fruit. But, as it was, the grapes were too tart, barely enough sweetness for a normal person to stomach them.
Dean, of course, being the abnormal person he was, loved the grapes. He ignored the ladybug and picked a few grapes off the vine, popping them into his mouth. When he smiled, his teeth were stained purple, but he kissed Sam anyway. Dad was gone on one of his longer trips, now that they were older-Sam almost out of high school and Dean beyond that-so it was just the two of them with no reason to hide.
Dean pulled away and smirked. “Got your lips all purple, Sammy,” he said. He lowered his hands to Sam’s zipper and fingered the button of his jeans. “Think you’ll turn purple down here, too?”
Of course, Sam didn’t argue, just let Dean lower them onto the grass beneath the grapes vines. Sam closed his eyes when Dean undid his pants and found his cock, jacked and sucked there. Soon enough, he knew, he would have to tell Dean he was leaving. Leaving for California and college. But for now, they could have this together.
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Sam watched the flames run across the roof of the apartment he had once shared with Jess. She was gone, dead to him forever, and now all he had once again was Dean. But, wasn’t that the way that things were meant to be? There was something both comforting and defeating in that idea.
Dean approached him, gestures slow and careful, as if understanding the heavy weight that now sat on Sam’s chest. It’d been years since they had been together, but now here they were on a manhunt for Dad and revenge. Something had killed Jess just as it had killed Mom, and Sam no longer was willing to sit back and play a passive role with his family.
They climbed into the Impala, and Dean turned down the street, away from the apartment complex. Onto the highway they went, disappearing into the falling darkness. Sam didn’t know if they would find Dad. Part of him didn’t want to find Dad. That part simply wanted to fade away with Dean, once again having their time together, the two of them and no one else.
Your house is on fire and your children are gone
Fic
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A combination of fic, pic, and cock, and that's really all there is to it.
All About Cock Thursday
So Far
September 07-September 08
September 08-September 09
DruCT: 09.17
DruCT: 09.24
DruCT: 10.01
DruCT: 10.08
DruCT: 10.15
DruCT: 10.22
DruCT: 10.29
DruCT: 11.05
DruCT: 11.12
DruCT: 11.19
DruCT: 01.21
PixCT: 01.21
DruCT: 01.28
PixCT: 01.28
DruCT: 02.04
PixCT: 02.04
DruCT: 02.11
PixCT: 02.11
DruCT: 02.18
PixCT: 02.18
DruCT: 02.25
PixCT: 02.25
DruCT: 03.04
PixCT: 03.04
DruCT: 03.11
PixCT: 03.11
DruCT: 03.18
PixCT: 03.18
DruCT: 03.25
PixCT: 03.25
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Today
DruCT: 04.01
My fic:
Slash (Wincest: Dean/Sam) oneshot
Adult rating
~430 words
- - - - -
Pix's Pic Pick
Ladybug, ladybug fly away home.
Sam watched the bug working its way up the mound of grapes. Had the grapes been at least remotely edible, he might have swatted the bug away out of protection for the fruit. But, as it was, the grapes were too tart, barely enough sweetness for a normal person to stomach them.
Dean, of course, being the abnormal person he was, loved the grapes. He ignored the ladybug and picked a few grapes off the vine, popping them into his mouth. When he smiled, his teeth were stained purple, but he kissed Sam anyway. Dad was gone on one of his longer trips, now that they were older-Sam almost out of high school and Dean beyond that-so it was just the two of them with no reason to hide.
Dean pulled away and smirked. “Got your lips all purple, Sammy,” he said. He lowered his hands to Sam’s zipper and fingered the button of his jeans. “Think you’ll turn purple down here, too?”
Of course, Sam didn’t argue, just let Dean lower them onto the grass beneath the grapes vines. Sam closed his eyes when Dean undid his pants and found his cock, jacked and sucked there. Soon enough, he knew, he would have to tell Dean he was leaving. Leaving for California and college. But for now, they could have this together.
- - - - -
Sam watched the flames run across the roof of the apartment he had once shared with Jess. She was gone, dead to him forever, and now all he had once again was Dean. But, wasn’t that the way that things were meant to be? There was something both comforting and defeating in that idea.
Dean approached him, gestures slow and careful, as if understanding the heavy weight that now sat on Sam’s chest. It’d been years since they had been together, but now here they were on a manhunt for Dad and revenge. Something had killed Jess just as it had killed Mom, and Sam no longer was willing to sit back and play a passive role with his family.
They climbed into the Impala, and Dean turned down the street, away from the apartment complex. Onto the highway they went, disappearing into the falling darkness. Sam didn’t know if they would find Dad. Part of him didn’t want to find Dad. That part simply wanted to fade away with Dean, once again having their time together, the two of them and no one else.
Your house is on fire and your children are gone