Daddy Dean | By : everydayperson Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 15518 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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“Fuck me, De-Daddy. I need you. You’re the only person that I trust,” Sam felt the words pour out like liquor. Dean smirked before retrieving the bottle of lube in his hands. They had left it on the night stand the last time that they fucked. Sam was so hard that he wanted to start dry humping the man above him. He felt a well coated finger enter inside his puckered hole. Sam let out a gasp and the sound was music to Dean’s ears. He thrust inside his little brother, earning delicious sounds and mewls from him. Withdrawing his fingers, Dean replaced them with something bigger. Sam arched back and squirmed in his cuffs. It made him look so incredibly hot. It didn’t take Dean long before he was pounding inside Sam. A bead of sweat dripped from Sam’s red forehead. He wiggled around because the feeling was so intense. While thrusting, Dean leaned his head in and took Sam’s lips with his own. Sam daringly brushed his tongue inside Dean’s mouth but Dean must’ve seen that as a challenge. Dean pushed his little brother’s tongue back and now Dean’s tongue was inside Sam’s mouth. Sam didn’t care much about dominating Dean. It felt just as good either way. He forgot all about Dean’s little bitchfit at the movies. For a moment he even forgot that Dean could control his will. Sam was hard as stone and he was moaning through the kisses. Dean pulled away and began nibbling at Sam’s neck. Sam winced when Dean’s nibble turned into a hard bite. Dean was going to mark him, that much was clear. Sam would have to put on cream after this if he wanted to go back outside. The elder Winchester sucked hard and licked the salty skin. His aquamarine eyes fluttered in pleasure as he claimed his little brother. Sam let out a yelp when Dean hit his sweet spot hard. “Feels good, Sammy?” Dean asked with a cheeky grin. “Y...yes!” Sam breathed. Dean continued to hit that spot, aiming with precision. His little brother was right where he wanted him, underneath him screaming his name. “This is where you belong, Sammy. Say it.” Sam felt the words practically forcing their way out of his mouth. “This is where I belong.” “Say that you will never leave me again.” “I will never leave you again,” Sam hoped that Dean would be satisfied with this. “Tell me how I can make sure you won’t run away while I’m asleep or gone,” Dean commanded. There was a thought in Sam’s mind but he would have done anything to make sure Dean didn’t hear it. He tried to keep the words in his mouth but eventually they jumped out like frogs. “You could keep me chained up.” Great. He had given Dean a horrible idea. The elder brother took a minute to consider this. Sam felt himself getting close. Dean was pounding hard and fast and yet he still managed to make conversation. “That’s a good idea. I don’t want to do it. But can I trust you? Tell me honestly.” “No. When I find out that the command wears off, I will try to escape,” Sam said. Dean’s pounding became harder, as if his older brother was punishing him. Sam enjoyed it, though. Pure hot bliss filled his entire body and he cried out, splattering his seed on Dean’s stomach. “Naughty, boy,” Dean smirked. Dean humped in and out. With a shudder, Dean came inside his little brother. He pulled out swiftly. Sam hoped that he wasn’t going to leave him cuffed here. “I have to go get something. Come with me and don’t call me Daddy in public. Don’t look at anyone else. Don’t speak to anyone else. Let me do the talking,” Dean said, uncuffing his brother, “Got it?” “Yes,” Sam grumbled under his breath. Dean frowned at his little brother’s sour mood. “Don’t be like that, Sammy. Be happy that we’re together.” It was like all that pent up frustration transformed into joy in Sam’s heart. His little brother smiled and that caught Dean off guard. What surprised him even more was when Sam hugged him. “What was I thinking? Of course I should be happy. Dean, I’m so...happy.” This was a little creepy. Dean didn’t realize he had control over Sam’s emotions too. But wait. This could be an opening. If Dean kept Sam happy then Sam might see things his way that much faster. After all, who could argue with total happiness? Besides, it felt too good to see his little brother smiling only at him. Dean pulled him away and smiled back. “Easy there. None of that mushy stuff in front of people, alright?” he told Sam. Sam rolled his eyes in a playful way and stood up with another smile. He didn’t care that he was only happy because Dean told him to. Nothing could ruin this mood. “Alright,” he agreed. Dean took a moment to think. “Sam. Be happy that I can control your will. Believe that I can keep you safe and happy and only I can do that.” If Sam had an ounce of concern left, it was immediately lifted. Of course Dean could keep him safe and happy. He had to trust his big brother. “Okay. When are we going?” “Now,” Dean went to the closet, “Let’s get some clothes on and go.” A few minutes later, Sam was riding in the car. Dean ordered him to hold his knee while he drove and Sam happily obeyed. Sam couldn’t wait until Dean gave another order so he could obey that too. The car drove up to a sex shop. Sam’s cock grew hard. Dean must want to get more toys, he thought excitedly. “Remember. You’re my overly shy boyfriend. Don’t talk to anyone. I need to get something,” Dean got out of the car and Sam followed like a lost puppy. A woman smiled at them when they entered. Dean took a hold of Sam’s hand so she knew that he was taken. “Hey. Getting something special?” she asked. Sammy was playing his part perfectly. His head was bent toward the floor and he didn’t respond to her at all. Dean was ecstatic that he found out he could control emotions. Why didn’t he figure that out earlier? “We’re looking for a pair of cuffs that had a bit of slack. Like a rope or something.” The woman motioned toward a wall. “We have something like that. I hope they ropes are long enough for you,” she said with a wink. Dean walked closer to the wall. They would be perfect, so long that they kept Sam retrained. He bought one and a vibrator for when Sammy decided to be extra good. They went back into the car and Dean was happy to note that Sam hadn’t said a word to that woman. Sam turned to him with eagerness in his eyes. “Is that toy for me?” he asked. “Yep. I have to go get money by playing pool and you can stay and play with that while I’m gone,” Dean said. “I can’t go with you?” Dean shook his head. “Too many pervs that will look at you funny. Believe me. This is safer.” Sam continued to beam brightly. “Of course I believe you.”
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