Daddy Dean | By : everydayperson Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 15518 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Dean pushed forward, filling Sam up much more than his brother’s fingers. Even after all this time, Sam was still tight. Dean moaned slightly as he felt the area clench around his cock.
Sam cried out in pleasure as his brother thrust in and out. Dean was more brutal than normal, possibly still angry at Sam. The younger Winchester’s eyes were half lidded in lust, his cock achingly hard and weeping with pre-cum. When Sam tried to touch himself, Dean would stop him.
“Ah-ah-ah. No Sammy. You’re going to come with just my cock in your tight little ass. That’s all you need,” he pounded into Sammy for emphasis, “I’m all you need.”
Sam whimpered but let his arm fall loose to his side. For a while there was no sound but the sound of skin smacking against skin. Dean against Sam. And the occasional moaning and shouts of ‘Daddy.’
Dean knew his Sammy was getting close and he relished in the fact that only he got to do these things to Sam. Only he got to see Sammy without clothes, play with his cock, fuck his ass. Only he, Dean Winchester, decided where Sammy could or couldn’t go. What he could or couldn’t do. Sure, with his new powers he could control anyone. But the person he wanted to control most was his elusive brother.
“Dean. De-Daddy! Please!”
His Sammy’s face was red and he was starting to sweat. Poor Sammy, it was barely morning and he was already all tuckered out. Dean loved it.
“Please what?”
Sam groaned. He should’ve known that Dean would make him beg. His brother always had the need to feel needed. Dean needed to believe that Sam couldn’t do anything without him. The fact always infuriated Sam. When would he gain independence from his overbearing brother?
Suddenly, Dean stopped. He withdrew his cock.
“NO!” Cried Sam.
Dean still had his hands on Sam’s legs, holding him in place. Dean’s eyes bored into Sam’s with all the wickedness of a demon.
Maybe he really was a demon, thought Sam.
“You’re close, aren’t you? So close and I just stop right before you get to cum. Would you like to cum, Sammy? Better yet, would you like me to cum inside you? Or maybe I can pull out at the last second and cum all over your body.”
His erotic speech did nothing to help Sam’s pressing need. Sam instinctively pushed closer to Dean, hoping to feel that cock again. Nothing happened.
“What do you want, Sammy? If you don’t tell me, I’ll just leave you here.”
“No. Please don’t Daddy. Please don’t leave me like this.”
Dean smiled when Sam remembered what he was supposed to call him. The younger Winchester was practically whimpering like a dog. It made him look so fucking delicious that Dean almost went back inside him.
Almost. But if Sam didn’t do what he wanted, then he really was going to follow through with his threat. He could just order Sammy to do it but that wouldn’t be nearly as fun.
“Daddy. Please fuck me. Please let me cum. Please. I need you.”
I need you.
Hearing those words brought Dean more satisfaction than hearing Sam plead to be fucked. Yes, Sammy needed him. He still needed him. He would always need him. Dean smiled and it was a true smile. No smirk or sneer.
“That wasn’t so hard, was it Sammy? Alright, let’s get down to business.”
Dean plummeted back inside Sam, causing the younger brother to scream. Dean thrust in and out again and again, groaning as he felt the body squirm beneath him.
Sam cried out one last time before he came. His seed squirted out and landed on his lower stomach. Hearing his Sammy release brought Dean to a closing point as well.
“In or out Sammy? Which one?”
“Out,” came the immediate answer.
Oh. What a kinky, kinky bitch Sammy was. Dean wouldn’t have him any other way. Dean pulled out and his seed splattered on Sammy’s thighs.
Sam panted as he felt the hot cum all over him beginning to chill a little. Dean pulled his boxers back up, looking as calm as a cucumber.
“I’m going to go to McDonald’s and get us some breakfast. Take a shower, get dressed and don’t leave. Don’t even think about leaving. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Sam managed to breathe out. He lied very still, thoroughly exhausted. Dean walked away to get dressed.
“One more thing,” he said after he put on a shirt and some jeans, “While I’m gone think about how I went to hell for you. Imagine the shit I went through in hell and imagine the pain I felt when I found out you still wanted to leave me after all I’ve done for you.”
It felt as if a cold hand wretched Sammy’s heart out of his chest.
“Dean,” he whispered to himself when his brother left the room.
The moment he heard the Impala drive off, the horrible, horrible images in his mind started, stabbing him with guilt.
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