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Bite	By : rae_roberts Category: Supernatural > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 4187 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural and make no profit from this story. Just borrowing Sam and Dean for fun.

Chapter List
- 1-Bite
- 2-Ring
- 3-Rape
- 4-Taken
- 5-Finished
- 6-Grind
- 7-Ride
- 8-Submission
- 9-Sixty-nine
- 10-Flashback I
- 11-Mirror, Mirror
- 12-Hoodoo
- 13-Confession
- 14-Flashback II
- 15-Home
- 16-The End
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Author's note: Thanks for the ratings! Y'all are so nice to leave feedback. As before, if you don't want to read about rimming skip ahead to the *. Thanks for reading!

“This is going to blow your mind…”
Sam gripped Dean’s ass tight and pushed his face between those wide-spread cheeks, thrusting his tongue in as deep as it would go. Like every other muscle on the werewolf’s body, his tongue was big, firm and strong. Dean saw stars as it wriggled inside him, finding his sweet spot and rubbing across it while Dean moaned his appreciation, knuckles white as he gripped the edge of the bathtub.
“Sam, I’m going to come,” he groaned. Dean wasn’t willing to beg, but he could feel his traitorous body trying to hold back, waiting for his mate to give permission.
The big alpha grunted an assent, licking inside Dean’s ass relentlessly, never even pausing in his wanton efforts, eager to try and make his not-big-brother come without a single touch to his cock. Dean’s hips bucked up as his orgasm built, balls tightening and wild growls and moans tearing out of his throat. Sam finally leaned back as Dean came, watching his cock jerk rhythmically, a little pool of cum puddling on his belly.
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Dean’s head lolled against Sam’s shoulder as Sam lifted him off the edge of the tub and cradled him like a child in the hot, swirling water, his eyes dazed as Sam beamed down at him. “What you lookin’ at?” he managed to mumble after a minute, pushing at Sam’s chest, but his baby brother’s rock-solid arms held him tight.
“Your eyes,” Sam said frankly. “They won’t be green any more after the full moon, after you turn. I want to remember them.”
“Take a picture,” Dean grumbled. “I can’t wait to turn. At least then you won’t be able to manhandle me." He gave Sam another shove. "Let me go.”
Grinning, Sam released him, only to grab him roughly as he knelt in the water, pulling him in tight, chest to chest, hips slotted against hips. Dean frotted against him, his wet cock sliding easily against Sam’s, making the alpha moan as they kissed. After several long moments Sam pulled back, worrying Dean’s lower lip with his fangs before taking him by the shoulders and turning him around so his back was pressed against Sam’s chest, Sam’s cock snug up against the crack of Dean’s slick, wet ass.
The alpha pushed Dean’s thighs apart, spreading his ass cheeks and lining the head of his cock up against Dean’s hole. With a smooth roll of his hips, he thrust it in, breathing out a soft moan of pure pleasure as his big brother’s heat fluttered helplessly around him. Sam held still, letting his mate adjust to the intrusion. He reached around Dean’s waist, fisting his hand around Dean’s cock, letting out another quiet, pleased moan at finding it still rock-hard and eager, arched against Dean’s belly. Sam stroked it roughly, setting a hard, fast pace before abruptly dropping his hand to cup Dean’s balls possessively.
“Take over,” he growled, fondling them. “I want you to come as much as you can while I’m fucking myself balls-deep into your ass.”
Dean groaned as he obeyed. “I don’t need your permission to come, Sammy,” he growled, even as his ass clamped down rhythmically around the head of Sam’s cock
The defiance sent a stab of lust through the big alpha and he gave a wicked thrust, slamming deeper into Dean’s ass, making him whimper with mingled pleasure and pain. “Actually, it’s getting so you do need my permission,” he pointed out, noting how the curse was affecting the novice omega.   “But don’t worry…” Sam chuckled, feeling Dean’s hips start to thrust, pushing his ass back onto Sam’s cock, his brother’s muscles tightening involuntarily as his orgasm built. Sam kept tugging and stroking Dean’s heavy balls as Dean came with a growl.
“Oh, baby, as much as I love tormenting you, I love watching you come your brains out even more,” he murmured in Dean’s ear. Sam gave another thrust, giving Dean’s ass a few more inches of his monster cock for emphasis. “Keep jerking that cock, Dean.   I want you to keep coming… While I come over and over again inside that sweet ass of yours.”
Dean growled and moaned as his orgasm shuddered through him, Sam’s voice purring in his ear, driving him wild.   His cock stayed hard even as it pulsed out the last drops of its release, and he kept his hand wrapped loosely around it, reflexively stroking the thick, rigid length just as Sam had ordered. He ground his ass back onto Sam’s cock, unable to stop himself from whimpering with the need to have his brother’s full length inside him.
Sam gave Dean’s balls a final tug before he gripped his hips, stilling him as he tried to grind back against Sam’s cock.   “In a hurry?”   Sam teased.
“Please… Fuck me, Sammy,” Dean begged, his voice hoarse with need, and Sam growled deep in his throat, loving that submissive pleading coming from his normally brash and cocky big brother. He slowly pulled out, making Dean whine and clench his muscles tight around Sam’s shaft, trying to hold him in. A second later and Sam started to thrust, brutally fast, fucking Dean’s ass wide open.
Sam didn’t stop until his balls were pressed tight against the cheeks of Dean’s ass, as promised, and then he came with a shout, his fingers digging into Dean’s hips. Dean’s fist tightened around his cock, jerking himself off to another climax as the werewolf’s cock knotted inside him.
“God, Dean, you feel so good,” Sam gasped, his hips still thrusting clumsily as his orgasm wound down.
“Yeah, I do,” Dean panted, smirking over his shoulder.
“Jerk.”
“Bit—” Dean’s insult changed to a strangled yelp as Sam stood, hauling Dean up with him.
“Careful,” the alpha warned. “We’re tied together…” He rocked his hips back, letting Dean feel the tug against his ass as Sam’s knotted cock lodged tight. Sam grinned as he met Dean’s eyes in the mirror, full of mischief.   “Either one of us slips and falls, we’re both going to be in a world of hurt.”
“You crazy bastard. You can’t save the random position changes for, oh, I don’t know, maybe a bed?” Dean’s voice dripped sarcasm. “You have to re-enact the werewolf version of the Kama Sutra in a fuckin’ bathtub?”
The big alpha just laughed and settled himself on the stone tiled tub surround, taking Dean down with him, seating him on his lap, Dean’s legs spread wide over his muscular thighs.
Sam wrapped one arm around Dean’s shoulders, the other around his waist, and yanked him back against his chest. He chuckled as Dean squirmed, but those golden eyes darkened when he met Dean’s eyes in the mirror.
“Baby, you’re not going anywhere,” Sam growled, “not until I fill your ass so full of cum you can’t take another drop.”
“Dude. You stole that line from Casa Erotica Seven,”   Dean taunted, only to snarl as Sam grabbed one of his nipples, pinching down hard and twisting until his big brother’s angry growls turned to submissive whimpers.
“Grab that cock and get back to work.” Sam didn’t let loose until he felt Dean’s ass clench around him and saw Dean grip his own cock in his fist, stroking it in time to the rhythmic caresses of his hot, tight channel around Sam’s cock.   The werewolf’s climax began to build almost immediately and he dipped his head to nuzzle at Dean’s shoulder, grazing the faint traces of scar tissue with his fangs.   With a deep, satisfied growl, Sam climaxed, his cock jerking and pulsing thick ropes of cum deep into his brother’s willing ass.
Dean moaned and tilted his head to the side, offering the alpha better access, and Sam happily obliged him, biting and sucking hard at his neck and shoulder. “Come again for me, baby,” he crooned, and joined in as Dean tensed and shuddered with the force of his orgasm, milking Sam’s rowdy cock of another white-hot, creamy load.
Sam shifted his grip to Dean’s thighs, lifting Dean’s spread legs up as far as his knotted cock would allow. The novice omega whimpered as he felt the tug of the knot still tying them together.
“Lift your balls up,” Sam demanded, looking at their reflection in the mirror, and chuckled when Dean obediently cupped them, heavy and hanging low from the heat of the bath, too dazed with lust to offer up any of his usual smart-ass comments. Sam devoured the sight of his cock balls-deep in Dean’s ass, Dean's hole stretched obscenely wide to accommodate Sam’s girth.
“One more load, Dean… Work for it.” Sam watched in the mirror as Dean’s tender pink hole flexed submissively around his shaft. Within seconds that hot caress brought him to one final climax, fingers digging into Dean’s thighs as he shot his load. That golden-eyed gaze returned to the mirror as his orgasm finally ebbed, reveling in the reflection of his monster cock buried in Dean’s ass, pearly strands of cum leaking from his big brother's well-fucked hole. The werewolf let out a low growl of appreciation at the deliciously pornographic sight.
“I'll be jacking off to this image long after the curse is lifted and you've moved on,” Sam murmured wryly.
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