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Exotic Ink & Body Piercing

Author: Chissy_Rose
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating/Warnings: NC17 slash, incest, oral sex, anal sex, snowballing, piercing
Word Count: 3,374
Spoilers: Mild spoiler for Supernatural episode, Jus In Belo.
Summary: Sam’s POV. The boys take a few days off from supernatural hunting. Sam’s got something special planned for them.
Author’s Notes/Disclaimer: They’re not mine; I don’t own them (drat). No infringement intended. Its fiction folks. Special thanks to Leatherbottombear416 for the beta & advice.

We pull into the Nebraska town mid-afternoon and I give Dean directions on how to get to the motel we’ll be staying at the next few nights. I’m checking out the bars and businesses as we drive in. We’re going to take a much needed rest for a few days. He has no idea what I’ve got planned for us later. He might balk if he knew. We find the hotel and check in. Dean raises his eyebrows when I ask for two beds but doesn’t comment. The room looks clean and decent enough. We take our bags in and Dean stakes out the bed closest to the door, ripping back the covers and flopping down on it. Old habits die hard. He always took that bed to protect me I think, even though now I’m larger than he is. He’d say it was his big brother responsibility. I slip off my shoes as he turns on the TV. I lie down on his bed next to him and rest my hand on him. His sigh sounds a little irritated.

“Okay, why?” he asks.

“Why what Dean?” I ask back as I run my hand over the dip in his back slowly.

“Why’d you ask for two beds Sam? We’ve been sharing a king for a while now. Is there anything I should know?” He mutes the TV to emphasize what he’s saying to me.

“Nah, you don’t need to know, but I do have my reasons.”

“So you’re not going to tell me now,” he states and squints his eyes at me. I shake my head no and pull in closer to him to kiss. I want us to really fuck each other and get it out of our system for a while.

I kiss the side of his face, little small kisses that slowly move to his mouth. I slip my tongue into his mouth and he tilts his head to give me better access. I break the kiss and smile. He smiles back at me broadly. God I love him. Damn I want him. I push him over onto his back, throw one leg over his and kiss him slowly as I move my left hand over his cock and balls. He moans into our kiss. I feel my own cock pushing against my jeans, already straining. Dean fists my hair with one hand and slips the other one to my nipple and pinches it hard through my t-shirt. Now I’m the one moaning. I start unbuttoning his shirt and he’s pulling mine off over my head. We’re both burning for each other. He reaches up and tweaks both my available nipples hard again before taking one into his mouth to lick and suck on it.

I’ve got his zipper down and his pants open. I take his cock in my hand and pump it slowly. He thrusts up in my hand but doesn’t lose his focus on my nipples which are sensitive. He runs one hand down to my cock and rubs it hard through my jeans. I’m panting now and horny. I want him to fuck me first. I want to feel my brother move in me. Come in me.

“God Dean…I need you…inside of me…fucking me hard…” I growl as I hump my own aching cock against his leg. He’s panting too as he pushes me onto my back and undoes my zipper, ridding me of my jeans and boxers in one movement. He stands up and comes out of his own pants, walks over to our bags and comes back with KY.

“Spread ‘um!” he orders and I willingly do so. He gets between my legs and takes my cock in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head. I arch up and he pushes me back down. He goes down taking more of my cock in his mouth. I hear him pop the top to the lube and feel two greased fingers pushing their way into my ass. He moves them in and out slowly as his mouth lavishes attention on my cock. I feel his left hand take my balls into his palm as his thumb and index finger grasps the base of my cock firmly. I know what’s coming next. My cry of pleasure is high pitched as he pushes two fingers against my prostate. I would have shot cum everywhere if he hadn’t been holding me like that. He’s been learning my tricks it seems.

He sucks up and down on my cock more, strokes his fingertips across my prostate again and releases me this time.

“Oh fuck I’m coming…” is all I get out before I feel my cum shooting into his mouth. I thrust into him several times and he holds it in his mouth. He looks up at me and smiles slightly as he moves up my body towards my mouth.

Oh jeez he wants me to take the snowball. I think he does this as a way to control me since he usually subs. He knows that I don’t like a mouth full of my own cum, but I’ll take it because of him.

I open my mouth and he pushes the ball of cum into my mouth and follows it with his tongue. I swallow it as he thrusts against me. He’s hot with lust now and wants to fuck me. He lifts my long legs and puts them over his shoulders as he lines up to thrust into me. He lubes his cock and pushes into my ass slowly but firmly, drawing out moans of pleasure from both of us. Like all the Winchester men, he’s hung like a horse. His cock fills me up. I want him to move.

“God Dean please move…fuck me hard…” I beg. He smiles at me. He loves it when I beg him too.

“Whatever you say baby brother. I want this to be good for you.” He fucks me slowly at first to allow me to adjust. Soon he’s fucking me harder and faster, his balls making slapping noises against my ass. He fucks me until he knows I’ve had enough. He moans loudly and then I feel his cum inside of me. I love watching his face when he comes; it’s the best thing ever for me. He rolls me over, slipping out. We lay spooned against one another and he kisses me on the shoulder as he lazily traces my body with his finger tips. I hear Dean’s breathing slow and even out and I know he’s dozed off. I wake up with a jerk when he slaps me across the ass as he gets up from the bed and laughs at me. I follow him into the bathroom for a shower.

We fuck one another again in the shower and make a wet mess of the bathroom. We dry one another off and throw our towels on the bathroom floor for the time being to soak up the water. I watch him surreptitiously as we both get dressed. I dry my hair first and while he dries his, I open the phone book and look up a couple of numbers and write them down.

We’re ravenous. I suggest steaks and we head for Whiskey Creek Steaks for an early dinner. When Dean heads for his second plate I make a quick phone call and find what I’m looking for. I make us a reservation for later by credit card and hope he’ll agree to it. I may have to remind him that he gave me carte blanche for what I want for us. As we finish eating he suggests that we check out the bar down the street. I agree but tell him only a couple of beers as I’ve got something planned for later. He rolls his eyes a bit and then smiles. He has no idea but he’s going to find out soon. I’ll have to tell him first.

We arrive at the bar and order beers. It’s early yet, but that’s okay as I don’t want him picking up anyone this evening anyway. As we drink I stay close to Dean and touch him just enough that it’s apparent he’s mine. Everyone stays away. I check the time and he asks me if I’m in a hurry. We’re on our third beer. I think it’s time to talk about it. I think he may freak a little and I’d rather it be here.

“Remember when you promised me you’d give me whatever I wanted whenever I asked for it?” I ask as I study Dean’s face. He purses his lips and a hint of a frown flickers across his face before he locks eyes with me.

“Yeah, I remember making that promise but I don’t think right now is the best time for us to be having rough sex Sam. We’re full of steak and beer. Might want to let it settle for awhile.”

“You’re right about that, but that’s not what I want us to do. We’ve talked about this before and I’ve made reservations for us. We’re both going to do this - so it’s not just you.” I pause, waiting for him to ask but he doesn’t. Sometimes Dean makes me crazy, he’s forcing me to say what I want. He looks at me, quirks an eyebrow.

“We’ve both got reservations at Exotic Ink & Body Piercing at 8 pm.” I wait for a reaction.

Dean smirks, “We already got the matching demon protection tattoos over our hearts Sam. What do you want now, matching dragon tats?” He takes a big swig of his beer.

“No nothing that mundane. I’ve talked with you about this before. I want us both to get our nipples pierced and Prince Albert piercings…”

Dean spews out a mouthful of beer and I think some may have even come out his nose. He’s coughing and spurting. Damn, guess I should have waited until he swallowed. Didn’t expect quite that reaction. I grab up bar napkins and try to dry him off. He slaps my hands away.

“Jeez Sammy - are you tryin’ to kill me?” he mutters as soon as he stops coughing.

“No, but I apologize about my timing. Didn’t know you’d react so strongly. I really want this Dean… You gave me carte blanche on whatever I wanted for us sexually.”

“Yeah but I just never really thought you’d want to go through with the cock piercing. I know you joined that Yahoo PA group and kept leaving pics and articles about it lying around, I just didn’t really think…”

“I’ve made deposits on the work for both of us Dean. You’re not against having it done are you? It’s not like I only wanted you to get it. I’m going to get mine done too. It’s supposed to really heighten the sensations for both of us.”

“I just gotta get my brain wrapped around the idea Sam.” He paused and looked at me.

“This is why you’ve been so horny huh? And why we got separate beds?”

“Yeah.” I smile, nod and look away. He’s hit the nail on the head with that one.

“I think I need a double whiskey,” he mutters as he signals the bartender.

“Two cokes,” I tell the bartender as he approaches.

“I’m a big boy Sam and if I’m gonna do this I need at least one real drink to get my nerve up,” Dean says, locking eyes with me.

He does look a little unnerved. I check my watch again and relent. It’s just a little under an hour until we have to be there.

“Two whiskeys and after that cokes,” I tell the bartender. Dean sighs hard.

“We can’t be intoxicated when we walk in Dean. They won’t do it and I’ve already paid. Understand?”

Deans nods yes. “Well, I think you probably took care of that by taking me to that steakhouse. I’m still full as a tick.”

We drink our whiskeys and then our cokes as we watch more people filling the bar. I think about how funny it is that Dean’s so freaked over a body piercing. This macho guy who hunts all varieties of evil supernatural creatures and can kill without hesitation. I’ve seen him slice his own arm with a knife to draw out a vampire. He’s nervous! He’s withstood more physical pain in his twenty-nine years than most people will in their lifetimes. Still - I guess it’s the thought of it being his cock. He’s nervous and damn it all, he’s making me nervous too. He didn’t even mention the nipple piercings so that’s apparently a non-issue. The time arrives and we go to the shop in the Impala. He turns off the car and puts his hand on my arm to still me.

“You sure about this Sam? Damn sure? This is what you want for the two of us?” he asks one last time.

I nod my head yes, “I’m sure. We’ll love it after it heals.”

“Okay, then let’s do this then. And Sam? You are so going to have to give me what I want too after this,” he says assertively.

“Don’t I always make sure you get what you want too Dean? I’ll take care of you. You know that.”

We walk in and are both a little nervous. I tell them who we are and what we’re here for. We fill out the paperwork and I sign the credit card form. It goes through with no problem. We talk to the guys there who say they’ve got PA’s and love them. Dean asks about the pain and they say it’s different for everyone, but it’s over quickly. We look over the jewelry and we decide on getting titanium ball closure rings - he’s getting red BCR and I’m getting black. For our nipples we decide on plain barbells. We go ahead and get some aftercare supplies and pace around a bit. A woman asks who is going first and Dean surprises me by saying he is. I guess my mouth falls open ‘cause he says that there’s no way he’s going second. She says her name is Nadia and she is the piercer. I ask about going in the room with Dean but they say that’s not allowed. Cleanliness and all. Neither one of us is very happy about that, but we aren’t going to back out now. She takes Dean into the room to get prepared. I heard him hiss a couple of times about five minutes after going into the room. A few minutes later I hear him holler like it really hurt. I’m on my feet and have to will myself to sit down. I don’t know if it really hurt or if he’s just jerking me around.

He comes back out a few minutes later, controlling his response. He grins at me, “Nothing to it Sammy. A little prick then it’s all over.” He goes and sits down gingerly and picks up a magazine. Nadia comes out a few minutes later and says it’s my turn. Dean grins at me and raises his eyebrows. I think he’s jerking me around but I resist the urge to shoot him the bird.

I go in and she asks me to remove my clothes, clean myself with wet wipes well and cover myself with a couple of sheets before she returns. It’s weird lying back on the piercing chair being able to hear everything going on in the waiting room.

Nadia comes back in to prep me for the piercing. She says she can do the PA first if I want and then the nipple piercings. I shake my head yes, not sure of my voice at the moment.

“You know that Dean yelled just for effect right? He told me that he wanted to yell after it was all over cause it was your idea,” she says smiling slightly.

“Well the bastard succeeded in cranking me up,” I say as I try to slow down my pulse and breathing.

“I know. That’s why I brought it up. It really should be okay. Just try to relax. I’ve done a lot of these with no complaints,” Nadia says as she takes my cock in her hands. She pours some iodine in a small disposable cup and cleans the outside with some type of iodine cloth. I think this is the smallest my cock has been since my mid-teens. It’s like it’s shrinking up just thinking about getting stuck with a large hollow needle. Next she dips a Q-tip in the iodine and inserts it in my slit. I hiss loudly - it burns like holy shit. I know they heard me outside the room. She dips another and does it a second time but it’s not as bad as the first. Then she applies the anesthetic with another Q-tip and keeps it in the slit a couple of minutes. Maybe all the heavy sex right before wasn’t the best idea. She tells me she’s going to insert a receiving tube in my urethra and it will hurt a little. It burns a bit but that is it. Then she tells me to take a deep breath and I do. I’m expecting it to hurt like hell and she tells me she has to put the ball on the ring and that the PA will be done. I can’t believe it’s already done! It wasn’t a comfortable experience but it wasn’t bad. I ask if I’m bleeding and she says no but there could be a little bleeding later, that it’s common and nothing to worry about.

She begins to clean up my cock once the ball is in place and I blush as I instantly get hard in her hands. Now there’s just a little bleeding. She wraps my cock loosely with some blue tissue stuff and says I can remove it whenever I pee next. The nipple piercings go just as well and I’m happy with the sensations I’m feeling and how they look. She puts bandages over my nipples and suggests I leave them on for a couple of hours and then I can take them off. She tells me to drink plenty of water tonight, avoid sex for 3 - 4 weeks, and try to not jerk off the first week and no oral sex for about six weeks. Damn - that’s gonna be hard, might not make it that long.
She cautions me about playing with my new piercings until they are healed and reminds me to use a condom when I go back to having sex. She tells me to get dressed and she’ll see me out front. I get dressed watching myself in the dressing mirror. I’m excited about my new piercings.

I walk back out front, Dean bursts out laughing when he sees me and the guys behind the counter are having a hard time not laughing. This time I flip him the bird.

“You shoulda seen your face Sammy. God - you were pale. The guys said you stood up when I yelled and sat down really slowly…” Dean’s doubled over laughing now.

“Yeah, well you shoulda seen how pale you were when you came out Dean. I’ll admit you got me by screaming, but that’s okay. I’ll get my pound of flesh later,” I tell him. We grab our jackets. I give Nadia a big tip, say thanks and she squeezes my hand.

We walk out the door into the cool Nebraska evening air to the Impala. We lock eyes just before getting into the car and grin at one another. This is so going to be great.

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