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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Dean_Winchester/Sam_Winchester
  Additional Tags:
      Oral_Fixation, Watersports, Urination, Dom/sub, Dom_Dean_Winchester, Sub
      Sam_Winchester, Safe_Sane_and_Consensual, Praise_Kink, Community:
      spnkink_meme
  Series:
      Part 2 of Lollipops_and_Blowjobs
  Collections:
      Supernatural_Kink_Meme
  Stats:
      Published: 2009-10-21 Words: 747
****** I’ll Drink To That ******
by Cozy_coffee
Summary
     A fill for the spnkink_meme prompt; Sam/Dean, weecest watersports;
     Some underage water sports please. Bonus points for actual drinking
     it.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Sammy is a good boy.
He waits patiently as he feels his arousal burn stronger with each passing
second. He kneels on the floor beside his big brother with his head bowed and
his hands clasped in his lap as Dean reads over the case file, his collar snug
around his throat.
The soft tug and massage of Dean’s fingers brushing through his long shaggy
hair is soothing as his brother pets him lovingly, but it does little to calm
his rising pleasure. He wants this so badly; the anticipation is making his
balls throb, but he doesn’t rush Dean. He’s a good boy who behaves himself.
It’s been a few hours since the last time Dean urinated and Sam knows his
brother will need to relieve himself soon. Dean’s had one cup of coffee, two
beers, and half a glass of water; all of which Sam obediently brought him when
his brother commanded him to before once again taking his spot to kneel beside
his brother.
Dad will be gone for two weeks which means Sammy can submit and give to Dean,
and he wants to suck his brother's cock, but he understands that the case comes
first. Still, it doesn’t stop the need or want that warms in his belly. He
needs Dean's cock in his mouth, loves the heavy weight of it on his tongue, the
bitter-sweet taste that coats his taste bunds. He is a cock-slut, and proud of
it, and nothing makes the young boy happy like suckling on the hard, hot prick.
He’s so desperate for what he craves that he startles when Dean stands up but
he quickly composes himself. Sam sits still and remains silent as he awaits his
brother’s actions. He hears the tinkering of the belt buckle followed by the
zipper. Sam’s dick jerks hard, twitching to life as all the blood flows down
south.
Dean tugs his soft cock out of his jeans and looks down at his beautiful boy as
he says, “Open your mouth, baby boy.” Sam feels his boxers growing damp as he
spills pre-cum, and the flesh twitches as he leans forward to seal his soft,
pink lips around his brother’s length. He stays there for a minute, just
suckling the tip of Dean’s cock, puckering his lips wetly. His tongue dragging
across the slit, he suckles lightly, hollowing his dimpled cheeks. Sam hears
Dean sigh blissfully then he feels a warm stream of yellow piss flow over his
wet tongue, drenching his taste buds as Dean relieves himself.
Sam eagerly swallows down the juices, and even though the pleasure is roaring
through him and his balls are so full he feels like he about to scream, he
doesn’t touch himself. His body belongs to Dean; his Master. If Dean wishes to
get him off then he is grateful. If Dean decides to leave him hard and aching,
then he graciously accepts.
When Dean is finished Sam opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue. Dean slaps
his cock against Sam’s rough tongue to shake out the last few trickles of piss
before he tucks himself away in his boxers.
He smirks when Sam licks his lips to gather every last drop, and his eyes
wander lower between Sam’s legs, noting how hard his little brother’s dick is.
Kneeling, Dean reached out, caressing Sam, giving a light squeeze to the velvet
soft, hard flesh. Sam whimpers, but Dean kisses his cheek and shushes sweetly.
He whispers, “You are a good boy, Sammy. So perfect, I think you deserve a
reward. Would you like lay for a little while?”
“Yes, please, Sir. Please, Dean, please.” Sam begs desperately, his eyes wild
with lust as he thinks about all the fun toys Dean's duffle bag holds, like the
flogger, the dildo and vibrator, also the pack of pinprick needles, the razor
blades, as well as the anal beads. Dean doesn’t just use the money Dad left
them for food when John goes away on a hunt; Dean treats Sammy to fun toys
every now and then.
“Good boy, Sammy.” Dean kisses his forehead sweetly. “Let’s go have some fun.”
He stands and picks up the leash attached to Sam's collar, giving a little tug.
He turns on his heels and head over to the bed where the duffle bag waits, and
Sam eagerly crawls after him, leaving a trail of pre-cum behind him as his cock
bobs hard and hot between his legs.
♥ END ♥
End Notes
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