Mid-Fuck

[smutanon]

Are you tired of building up to the act? Do you sometimes wish for a chance to skip the conversation and go straight for the scenario you've always wanted to experience?

In that case, rejoice! This meme was made for you.

THE RULES:

1. Post with your character in the middle of having sex.
2. Any scenario and level of description is allowed!
3. Other characters reply as your character's partner in that fuck!
4. Keep going and finish the act.
5. Go for another round or have fun with cuddling and afterplay.
6. Have fun!

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[huntsdemons]

Dean leaned up enough to shimmy out of his pants revealing his panties underneath. Normally he wears boxers or boxer briefs but occasionally, when he knows he and Sam are going to play, he indulges and wears his panties. They're silky, vibrant green and barely covering his hard cock. He can feel his body leaking between Sam's thighs as his groin settles between them.

[samwiser]

"Of course you are," Sam said, rolling his eyes. He didn't like that his spontaneity was already figured out by his brother, but he did like the green panties. Sam's fingers danced over Dean's shoulders and then down his spine. He let the cold iron of the buckle pressing into the back of Dean's leg before Sam's wrist twisted and he brought the belt down across both of Dean's cheeks.

[huntsdemons]

Dean jumped when the belt hit his ass but he made no sounds just yet. He rocked down against Sam's thighs, stimulating his growing cock and encouraging more precome to escape. With the next smack he gave a soft moan and his eyes slipped shut as his focus shifted to what was happening to him.

[samwiser]

"You should be ashamed of yourself," Sam said, his free hand going to the back of Dean's neck, feeling the hot wetness between his own thighs. The belt came down again and Sam let the leather linger before sliding it off. "Such a bad, bad boy." He brought it down again, the sound bouncing off the walls and back to them. His nails bit into the short hair on the back of Dean's neck.

[huntsdemons]

Dean moaned again and then cried out with the next hit. "Sorry..." Dean whispered as he slipped further into his headspace. He'd always gotten off on spankings. The first time it had happened he'd been mortified. Him and his father both. Thankfully, John chose to ignore it and simply found other ways to punish Dean.

[samwiser]

"Are you getting off on this?" Sam asked, feigning disgust as his hips squeezed together, trapping Dean's weeping cock. "Such a bad, bad boy." Dean's hand slid down his brother's back, transferring the belt to that hand. His other hand slid over the lacy crack, pushing the material to the side, finger pressing slowly inside his brother. "Do I have to get you off so you take this seriously?"

[huntsdemons]

"Sorry daddy." Dean gasps out when Sam pushed his finger inside of him. It was purely gutteral and on instinct. He didn't even realize what he said so lost as he was in his head space. He and Sam did not do this often enough for him to be able to control his reactions. He was so aroused that almost as soon as Sam touched his prostate he came with a surprised cry.

[samwiser]

The name caught Sam off guard, but he still brought the leather down, felt it make impact. Then his thighs went warm and he could feel Dean's come against him. Sam squeezed his legs together, not milking so much as adding something for his brother to grind against to work through it.

Sam pulled his finger out, wiped it on the panties before putting them back in place. "Tsk tsk," he admonished, the leather pressing into the bottom of Dean's spine. "Now you are a dirty boy who's made a messy-poo."

[huntsdemons]

Dean shuddered against Sam's lap and moaned when he pulled his finger out. He was surprised that Sam wasn't offended by what he said. He groaned when Sam spoke to him like a child. He deserved it. He was a dirty boy.

"So bad...." He whispered, voice husky.

[samwiser]

The belt came down in two quick whacks, blazing line across both cheeks. "You better get between my legs and clean it all up. No on likes a dirty piggy." Sam poked Dean in the side to hurry him up. "Quick now, while it's still wet. You won't want any of this drying on me."

[huntsdemons]

Dean moved down between Sam's legs and started licking up the mess he'd made. Thanks to his panties it wasn't that bad, but he made a show of it. His bright green eyes were wet with tears and shinning in the light of the room as he made eye contact while licking at his brothers clothed crotch.

[samwiser]

"Filthy," Sam said, gripping the back of Dean's head ans shoving his hips forward, bucking against his brother's mouth, forcing him to breathe in through the denim. Pulling back, Sam smacked Dean lightly on the mouth.

"Take 'em off me and go clean yourself up then come back. Lose the panties. You're going to be a big boy if it kills me." Sam smacked the belt against teh mattress.

[huntsdemons]

He jumped and his eyes watered a bit when Sam hit him against the mouth. It didn't hurt all that bad, but it was the shock of it that really made him react.

"Yes, Daddy." Dean groaned when Sam gripped his head and ground against his face with purpose. He secretly liked it when Sam treated him like this, when he spoke to him like he was a thing, like he was a slut. Normally, Dean liked being the one in control of everything, even during sex, but with Sam, Dean could let go. He could trust Sam to keep him safe, he could give him what he needed without compromising his need for security.

When Sam told him to get up and take his clothes off, he removed Sam's jeans and then took off his own panties, leaving him naked for Sam's viewing pleasure. Then he went to the bathroom and grabbed a warm wash cloth to clean his sticky thighs and groin. He was already getting hard again when he came back to Sam, head bowed down in submission.

[samwiser]

"Give me the washcloth," Sam said, his hand out already and before it could properly be offered, Sam snatched it out of Dean's grip. He yanked his older brother toward him but kept him standing. Sam rubbed the cloth over the delicate skin, squeezing Dean's balls within the fabric, tugging on them, then giving his growing cock a few tugs.

"Bend over and touch your toes, I gotta clean all of you," Sam ordered, turning Dean around and slapping his hands against his inner thighs to get him to part his legs. "If you wanna play with Daddy's thing, you better do as I say." Before he could give Dean time to react, Sam was forcing the washcloth between Dean's cheeks.

[huntsdemons]

Dean handed Sam the washcloth and waited as he cleaned him up. It was rough and Sam's touch wasn't gentle. Dean actually enjoyed the rough treatment, liked Sam telling him what to do and taking what he wanted from him.

Dean did as Sam asked, bending over to touch his toes so Sam could reach all he wished to reach. Dean groaned softly, shivering from the arousal and the humiliation flooding his veins.

[samwiser]

As Dean complied, Sam had several fantasies work through his head. He'd always wondered about one in particular. "There, as clean as you're gonna get," he said with a sigh, slapping the washcloth on Dean's right buttock. "Now get into bed and go to sleep. I've seen enough of you for the night."

God, how many times had their father sighed just like that? Sam was sure those words were never used, but in his mind, they'd always been implied. Without giving Dean a second to speak, Sam got up and walked over to the bathroom. His head snapped over his shoulder and he barked. "Bed! Now!" He slammed the bathroom door before he turned on the faucet. The washcloth fell into the pooling water as Sam's cock grew harder. He'd count to ten then go back out. He hoped he could make it to double digits.

[huntsdemons]

Dean shivered when Sam used that voice on him. It had a much different effect than it did when their father used it. For one, his erection twitched and a large blurp of precome spurted out of the tip, landing on the carpet. Dean jumped when Sam slapped his ass cheek with the washcloth, but he was in bed before Sam shut the bathroom door. He curled up under the sheets and tried not to hump the mattress seeking relief. If Sam didn't want him to get off yet, it was best he behaved.

[samwiser]

Easing the door back open, Sam saw the lump under the covers that was his brother. Sam followed his straight cock and turned the lamp off by the bed. Containing his breath, the younger Winchester took on the qualities that Sam admired in their father.

Pulling back the covers, Sam watched Dean breathe, watched the curve of his spine and the roundness of his hip. The bed squeaked with the added weight but Sam didn't say a word. He barely grunted as his cock wedged itself between Dean's cheeks. The first words he said were light, soft, against the tiny hairs on Dean's ear.

"Open up for Daddy."

[huntsdemons]

Dean gave a whimper, feigning being awoken from sleep and glanced back over his shoulder with a look of fake trepidation.

"But you're so big, daddy. Will it fit?" Dean asks softly even as he spreads his legs for Sam to enter his body easier. He's not prepped, he kind of hopes Sam doesn't go dry because that does hurt, but well...he trusts his brother.

[samwiser]

"It might not at first," Sam continued, feeling Dean's legs spread. "But you'd be a good boy and make sure it does. You wanna be my good boy, don't you?" The sound of a lid popping was followed by a burping sound. Sam lowered his index and middle fingers and eased them inside Dean with the lube. He didn't hesitate or warn him, because that would have taken the fun out of it.

"Gonna claim you," Sam grunted as he began to scissor his fingers.

[huntsdemons]

"Daddy..." Dean whimpered as Sam's fingers slipped deep inside. He did his best not to break the scene but it was hard not to push back into that oh so welcome touch. He lay still as if unsure of what exactly to do and only offered soft breathy moans as Sam felt around and stretched him.

[samwiser]

"Don't fight it," Sam said, making hushing noises as his free hand moved to Dean's shoulder to keep him still. He buried his nose in the hair against his brother's neck. Inhaling deeply, Sam slipped his two fingers out enough to add his ring finger to the mix.

"Gonna loosen my boy up good and nice. My big cock's gonna slide right in your boy hole." Sam could feel his pre come leaking against the small of Dean's back and he had to fight the urge to grind on him. It would only take a little friction.

[huntsdemons]

Dean whined softly and bucked back when the third finger slid inside. It hurt a bit but he relished the burn of it. Sam always knew just where and how to touch him to make him feel everything.

"Need it...need you." Dean whispered as he clenched his hole tightly around Sam's invading digits. He loved the way it felt having his moose of a brother above him and digging his hard shaft into his back as he stretched him out for his cock.

[samwiser]

"Yeah you do," Sam said, his voice thick, but confident. When his fingers finally pulled free. he let the tips wonder over the gaping hole, just getting a metal picture of it. "Lift your leg, sweetheart. I'm coming in." Sam lifted Dean's leg and then leg go. He gripped himself and leaned down just a tiny bit.

With a groan, Sam felt himself slide in. "That's my boy!" He moaned, hips pressing forward. Free hand went to Dean's throat. "We gotta be quiet. Can you be quiet for Daddy?" Sam's hips rocked forward and then pulled back. the bed rocking as the scenario caught up to him and Sam needed to come soon.

[huntsdemons]

Dean cried out as Sam entered him. It didn't hurt very badly but he played it up a bit for the sake of the scene. It made him hot and he could feel how hot it made Sam. He did as his brother demanded, he moved into the requested position and gripped the sheets to try and keep from coming on the spot.

Then his brothers hand was at his throat, pulling him up and holding him at an angle that put Sam's cock at his prostate with every thrust.