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24 February 2008 @ 11:50 pm
Fic thingie 2/2  

The untitled Supernatural fic thingie got a name.

Where have you been?
Complete and utter PWP. No plot to be found at all.

This, this was it. No preliminaries, no fuzz. Just down on his knees, with a cock in his mouth, big hands stroking his hair, guiding, holding. Dean groaned around the flesh and felt Greg, the big guy, shiver. Blondie was being busy behind him, yanking open his jeans and pulling them down far enough to reach. Two fingers, cold and slick with lube, probed at his hole, didn't enter, just teased. Dean groaned again, pushing back to get some inside, more inside. The fingers kept teasing and Blondie licked his ear, muttering "You're really desperate, aren't you? Don't worry, you'll get all the cock you need, pretty boy."

Finally, finally, the fingers pushed in, twisting, spreading, opening him just the way he needed. The first touch to his sweet spot made him see stars and he choked on the hard meat in his mouth. Greg took a hold of his head, held him still and pushed in, down his throat, out again, and in again. So right, so about damn time. How could he have gone so long without this? That would never happen again.

 Dean clung to Greg's hips, and held on for dear life when Blondie pulled his fingers out and pushed his cock in. Dean let go of Greg's cock and just howled, he couldn't stop himself, he had to howl like a wolf when the hardness filled him in just the way he had needed for so long. He noticed several people around stopping what they were doing and looking at them, but he didn't care. In a place like this, you always had an audience.Blondie stopped and Dean almost cried from frustration. So little and he would be over the edge, tog get what he wanted, what his body begged for.

Blondie licked his ear again, "You're so ready, aren't you? You really need this." Dean could only gasp in response when Blondie began moving and hit him just right again and again. Greg had gotten down on his knees too and was holding Dean up, stopping him from falling face flat on the floor. "We got more for you, don't worry." Blondie's voice was back, whispering. "We have a special treat for naughty boys like you."

 He moved a little faster, a little harder, pushing Dean almost up in Greg's lap. Blondie pulled out suddenly and Dean howled again. So close, so needy, only a little more but he was pulled up on his feet, his left boot and his jeans pulled off. Greg still on the floor, lubing his cock and Dean began to understand what they wanted. He had never tried that but what the hell, the more cock the better.
Turning around he grabbed Blondie for a first, and last, kiss before he squatted down over Greg's lap. It took some manoeuvring but he finally got Greg's cock aimed at his hole and sat down. Greg was bigger than Blondie, the stretch and the burn was delicious, so sweet, and Dean pushed down the last inch until he sat on Greg's lap. Blondie knelt in front of him, the wicked grin back oh his face.
 "You know what we're going to do to you?" Dean nodded and spread his legs as much as he could. Sometimes it was convenient that he wasn't tall as Sam, Greg could lift him without problems and grabbed a hold of Dean's legs, holding him open.

Blondie moved close and Dean could the first nudge of his cock, pressing against his already wide stretched hole. Dean pushed down and felt the tip work its way into him. It hurt. Red flashes danced around the edges of his vision but the pain was so beautiful and he wanted it all. This really was all he needed right now. To let go, let go of the decisions and just ride the bull wherever it took him.

Blondie took his time, in a long, slow slipslide he pushed his cock into Dean's hole, next to Greg's. It was hard to breathe, impossible to think so Dean took hold of what he could and just hung on. They moved in time, spearing him more and more open with every thrust and Dean thought that he was dying.

He could feel his body tense, his thighs tremble and all he could do was take it, all of it. The noises from around waned, he could only hear the ragged breathing from the men fucking him, the squishy noise their cocks made when they moved in and out of him.He could hear himself beg, for release, for harder, for more. He got more. They moved faster, harder and this time Dean screamed. Too much but still not enough. And then it was enough. 

It took him a moment to regain his wits again. He could feel both Blondie and Greg pushing harder, aiming for one only thing. He let them and hung limp in their arms as they finished. A shower and a nap would be great, Dean thought when they pulled out and he could feel lube trickle from his hole.

Soft hands and gentle kisses lulled him, he was still sitting on Greg's lap, Blondie cooing and kissing, Greg caressing his arms and face. That was nice and unexpected. Perhaps cuddling wasn't so overrated.

But as they say, all good things have to end. Dean moved slowly, like a very old man, and made it to his feet. He struggled with his jeans and got his boot back on. Blondie and Greg watched him in silence. No need to talk now that it was over. He turned his back at them and began walking, limping, away. When he got to the door, he felt a hand on his shoulder and Blondie stood there, holding a note. "Address. If you're staying a while and get bored." Then he was gone again. Dean began his slow walk back to the motel.

"And that's about all there is to say about it, little brother. She was happy and I need a shower." Dean stood and moved into the bathroom. He really needed that shower, sticky all over as he was. And aching. What he didn't notice was the odd look on Sammy's face.
Sam sat and stared at the bathroom door. Dean was lying to him and this was not the first time. Sam had begun to compare the stories Dean served him the times he went for late night 'walks'. They were basically all the same, different hair colour on the women but that was it. How stupid did Dean think him to be? He would keep an eye on Dean from now on, perhaps begin with the late night walks too.

ckllckll on May 8th, 2008 09:53 am (UTC)
Totally hot!!!
I'm so glad you finally make your post a reality, lol
Damn lj 'conspiracy'!!
Vesta: vmanbiggelois on May 8th, 2008 11:41 am (UTC)
Thank you! I ignored RL for a coupla minutes and that did it.
It's Conspiracy with capital C now. I planning on going undeground and start a one woam resistance movement.
bonbonschneckebonbonschnecke on May 8th, 2008 05:55 pm (UTC)
Oh oh Sam is curios!!!! But hell that was HOT! Guhhhh!!!!!
Vesta: vmanbiggelois on May 10th, 2008 06:26 pm (UTC)
Curiosity did kill the cat, no? Sam'll get an eyeful :)
     Mandya_phoenixdragon on September 6th, 2009 03:52 am (UTC)
So delicious!! thank you for this lovely treat!!

*hugs you*
Vesta: Dean9biggelois on September 6th, 2009 07:52 am (UTC)
Thank you very much! This was my very first attempt at SPN. I'm so glad you liked it :)

::hugs back::