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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Castiel/Gabriel/Sam_Winchester, Castiel/Gabriel/Dean_Winchester/Sam
      Winchester
  Character:
      Lucifer
  Additional Tags:
      Extreme_Underage, AU, Age_Difference, Double_Penetration, Threesome_-_M/
      M/M, Foursome_-_M/M/M/M, Blow_Jobs, Size_Difference
  Collections:
      Dirty+Bad+Wrong+Hot_Supernatural
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-04-23 Words: 3387
****** Picking Up The Pieces ******
by lostinmymindforever
Summary
     After his parents are killed, Dean comes home to take care of his
     three little brothers, Gabriel, Sammy, and Castiel.
Dean Winchester grew up an only child. It wasn’t until he was 13 years old that
his parents told him he was going to be a big brother. His 14th birthday came
and went and Dean impatiently waited for his mother to give birth. He had
always known his parents loved him, even if he did come as a bit of a surprise,
a bit earlier than they had planned on having children. While his conception
wasn’t planned, it wasn’t the cause of his parents marriage, as Dean was born
nine months after their first wedding anniversary. A few months after Dean’s
birthday Mary gave birth to Dean’s little brother, Gabriel.
Dean was a doting big brother, helping his parents however they needed. And
when, only five months after giving birth to Gabriel, Mary got pregnant again,
Dean was once more excited. Sammy was born the May after Dean’s 15th birthday,
and Dean once more was excited. Having two little ones in the house was a bit
stressful, but Dean knew he could handle it. When his mom had her fourth, and
final, child, Castiel, two months after Sammy’s first birthday, Dean smiled.
He loved his baby brothers, he truly did, but there was only so much Dean could
do with them, they were babies after all. But at 16 years old with three little
ones 2 and under in the house, Dean was stressed. High school was hell, as Dean
had never been one of the popular kids, It was during that time that Dean
realized he was gay, and he refused to talk to his parents, they had enough to
deal with with the babies. So Dean kept silent, finishing school, going off to
college, making a life for himself. He came home often enough, but didn’t
really have the relationship he should have with his siblings, the relationship
he wanted.
But when Dean was 29 everything changed. A single telephone call threw his life
upside down, and nothing would ever be the same anymore.
Dean had been out with some friends and had only come home to change so he
could go out that night. He was between relationships and made the most of
being single, who needed a boyfriend when you could get laid as often as you
wanted. He almost didn’t answer the phone, but something told him he had to,
that it was important. When he picked up the phone there was a soft female
voice, one he knew well, as it belonged to his old next door neighbor.
“Dean? I’m sorry to bother you like this, but you need to come home.”
Dean rolled his eyes, whatever it was had better be important. Last time he had
gotten a call like this was to come home for a surprise anniversary party for
his parents, something he hadn’t been able to make it to due to his busy social
life. “Another party?”
He heard her cry, and that alone made him worried. He didn’t know that last
time he had heard the woman cry. “Your parents... there was an accident... your
parents are dead, Dean. The boys... your brothers need you.”
Dean almost dropped the phone, as it was he fell to his knees, tears running
down his face. How many invites home had he ducked out of lately, how many
visits had he had to call off just because he was too busy getting laid to
spend time with his family? Tears ran down his face, and he said in a broken
voice, “I’ll be there by tomorrow morning. Tell my brothers I’m gonna be there.
Fuck. I need... I have to pack to come home.”
As soon as he hung up with his former neighbor Dean called his friends, telling
them he wouldn’t be out that night, or any time soon. His so called friends
taunted him, asking him what kind of game he thought he was playing, asking
them out for the night and then walking away from it. It was enough to make him
almost break down. His parents were dead, he was an orphan, and nine chances
out of ten he’d be getting guardianship of his brothers, he didn’t have time
for the bars or the games. Only one of his friends was sympathetic, and Dean
realized that the man was probably Dean’s only true friend.
It hurt having his life turned upside down, finding out that the people he
trusted, the people he had been more important than his family thought so
little of him that they thought he would lie about a family tragedy rather than
go out. Or that they thought that one more night of partying would fix things,
as if drinking would bring his parents back. When there was a knock on his door
Dean almost didn’t answer it, but he heard his friend, his true friend, on the
other side asking if he could help.
Dean let Lucifer in, and watched as the other man moved around his apartment,
helping Dean pack up. Lucifer didn’t ask for anything, not a drink, not money,
all he did was help, support Dean when he needed it the most. Dean almost
laughed, Lucifer, the one friend he barely spent any time with, the only friend
he hadn’t slept with was here helping him through this. By the time Dean left
early the following morning his apartment was mostly packed up, and Lucifer had
already hired a moving truck to get Dean’s things, promising to finish packing
and get Dean his things.
Dean almost smiled, telling Lucifer that he’d miss him, and realizing that he
really meant it, before he got into his car, driving off into the darkness.
It was only 7 am when he pulled into the driveway, the normally two hour drive
only taking him an hour and a half. He got out of the car, grabbing his bag and
walked towards the front door, the tears that had been threatening to fall the
entire drive finally spilling down his face. He stood at the door, suitcase at
his feet, head resting against the wood as his tears fell.
Dean wasn’s sure how long he stood there, lost in his pain. He felt bodies push
against his from behind and turned to see his little brothers looking at him
with tear stained faces. Obviously they had spent the night at their neighbors,
and for that Dean was glad, glad that the boys didn’t have to be alone, not
now. He vowed his brothers wouldn’t be alone, not if he had anything to say
about it.
They finally made it inside, getting as far as the couch before Dean found
himself with Gabriel on one side of him, Sam pressed tight against his other
side, and Castiel on his lap, head buried in Dean’s shoulders. The four of them
sat there, all of them in tears, all of them feeling the loss of their parents
like a knife to the heart.
They soon fell into a routine, the boys would go off to school and Dean would
go to work, having taken a job working for Bobby Singer, an old family friend
who was sympathetic to his cause. Things were rough at first for the four of
them, and the boys were so quiet it broke Dean’s heart sometimes. They’s sit
around talking about their parents, talking about happy memories they had as a
family, and it made Dean wish he had been around more.
As the months passed things seemed to be going smoother. Dean had gotten full
custody of his brothers and did what he could to make sure they didn’t long for
anything, save the one thing he couldn’t give them, their parents. Lucifer had
come out to visit a few times and the boys had instantly bonded with the man,
which made Dean happy. Summer had come and the four of them celebrated
Castiel’s birthday.
That night Dean went to check on the boys, knowing that they were probably
having a rough time of things. He remembered how hard it had been on Sammy’s
birthday, how his brother had cried with grief over the loss of their parents,
and he was sure the same would be said for Castiel. He walked towards the boys
room, as the three of them were sharing a room ever since Dean had moved back,
and heard what he assumed were muffled sobs. He cracked open the door only to
come face to face with something he never thought he would see.
Castiel was seated against the headboard, head thrown back as Sammy was kissing
his neck and Gabriel was sucking his cock. He had one hand on the back of
Gabriel’s head, holding him in place as he thrust up into his brother’s mouth,
and had his other hand wrapped around Sammy’s cock, slowly stroking him.
Dean’s mouth went dry, eyes widening as he watched his three baby brothers
losing themselves in ecstasy. He could see that Gabriel had a hand between his
legs, slowly fingering himself as he sucked Castiel. Gabriel pulled off of Cas
with an obscene pop, pulling his fingers out of his ass before moving to
straddle Castiel’s hips, lowering himself down onto the youngest’s cock.
Dean stood there in shock, watching as Gabriel began to ride Castiel, and Sammy
moved until his cock was in front of Castiel’s face. He couldn’t see what was
happening, but by the sounds he knew that Cas was obviously sucking Sammy off.
Dean backed away from the door, rushing to his room, trying to will the images
out of his mind, and yet he couldn’t. He was harder than he could ever remember
being, and to his shame he stripped out of his clothes and stroked himself to
the most intense orgasm he had ever had, his brothers faces in his mind as he
came.
The next morning Dean could barely look at the boys, looking so sweet and
innocent as they sat at the table eating breakfast. When the three of them were
outside in the backyard rough housing, Dean could picture them in bed together,
and once more ran to his room, jacking off to the image of the three of them.
He didn’t know what he was going to do, this wasn’t right, he couldn’t,
shouldn’t keep getting off to thoughts of his brothers, it made him into
something he didn’t want to be.
Thankfully he didn’t catch them again, and by the time school started that fall
Dean had almost convinced himself that what he had seen hadn’t really happened.
That all changed one fall day when he came home early from work to find the
three of them messing around on the couch.
Of course they all looked guilty, well Sammy and Castiel did, Gabriel had this
little indifferent smirk on his face, but that was typical for him. Gabriel
didn’t even move to pull up his pants until Sammy and Castiel forced the issue.
Dean knew he needed to talk to the boys, needed to stop this... whatever this
was between them.
That night he called for a family meeting, and as usual the boys were seated
unusually close. He shook his head, trying to chase the images of them in the
throws of ecstacy from his mind. “This isn’t right,” he began, motioning at the
three of them.
Gabriel rolled his eyes, “And why is that?”
“For starters you three are so damn young, Castiel is barely 13. Secondly,
you’re brothers.”
“So?” Sammy said, looking up at Dean from under his overly long bangs.
“We’re not hurting anyone, and it’s not like we can get pregnant,” Castiel
said, as if that made things better.
“Is it because we’re guys?” Sammy asked, his voice soft.
“What? No. I have no problem that you’re into guys. Seriously, I’d be a
hypocrite if I had an issue with that.”
Gabriel grinned, “So you’re gay?”
“Yeah, not that that’s the issue here.”
The boys shared a look, one Dean didn’t understand. Sammy stood, walking
towards him, “Is the real issue that you’ve never been invited to join us,
Dean?”
“What? Sammy, no, where are you getting that?”
“Maybe you don’t like it because you really really like the thought of it, the
thought of us, the thought of you touching and taking and fucking us,” Sammy
whispered into Dean’s ear.
Dean hadn’t even noticed him get that close, and he took a deep breath, trying
to convince them that wasn’t the case, but he lost all ability to speak when
Sammy reached down and began to stroke him through his pants.
“I think you want to play with us, Dean, that you want to know what it feels
like to have Castiel suck your cock, what it feels like to have Gabriel ride
you, what it feels like to pound into my tight little ass and fill me up with
your come.”
Dean shuddered, trying to fight the sensations Sammy was drawing out of him,
trying not to stare over at the loveseat where Castiel and Gabriel were already
naked, Gabriel slowly entering Castiel’s body. “This isn’t right,” Dean said
again, voice weak, his resolve slipping.
“Mm, but you love it, Big Brother,” Gabriel moaned, beginning to thrust in and
out of Castiel’s body, the smaller teen moaning so prettily.
“We’ve wanted, oh fuck, Gabriel, right there, we’ve wanted you to join us for a
while, Dean,” Castiel moaned.
Sammy leaned up and kissed Dean, his hand still working Dean’s cock while the
other one moved to open Dean’s pants. “We’ll be so good for you, Dean. Just let
us.”
Dean bit back a moan. This wasn’t how he should act. He should stop this, tell
them no, but he couldn’t. He involuntarily bucked up against Sammy’s hand,
moaning when Sammy finally freed him from his pants. “So wrong,” he muttered,
trying in vain to fight what was happening.
Sammy gave him this little wink, dropping down and taking Dean’s cock into his
mouth, and Dean was lost. He couldn’t stop this even if he tried, his brothers
were making sure of that. He looked over to the loveseat, watching as Gabriel
fucked Castiel hard and fast, Cas moaning Gabriel’s name, begging him to go
harder, deeper. And fuck if Gabriel didn’t comply, hands gripping Castiel so
tightly that Dean could see bruises forming under Gabriel’s hands.
Sammy was bobbing his head up and down Dean’s shaft, licking and sucking and
gently dragging his teeth along Dean’s flesh, making Dean shudder and moan.
Sammy had shucked out of his own pants and reached back between his legs,
fingers teasing at his hole. Dean shoved Sammy’s hand out of the way, replacing
it with his own. Sammy was wet, slick and stretched and Dean’s fingers entered
him easily, and fuck if he didn’t wonder how Sammy would feel on his cock.
“Slow down, Baby Boy,” Dean whispered, gently pulling Sammy off of him.
Sammy gave a little whimper of loss, trying to take Dean’s cock back into his
mouth.
“Wanna fuck this sweet little ass, Sammy,” Dean said, voice dripping with lust.
Sammy moaned, climbing onto Dean’s lap, eyes rolling back as he slowly sunk
down Dean’s length, “Oh, fuck, big, so big. Bigger than we thought. Feels so
damn good. Gonna love having him inside you, guys.”
Dean knew he had been set up, that the boys had planned this, and he knew he
should be pissed, but fuck, Sammy’s ass was unlike anything he had ever felt
before, tight and hot and just so right. He could only imagine what it was
gonna feel like to be buried inside the others.
Sammy rode Dean, moaning like a whore, hands grasping Dean’s shoulders. He was
panting, cursing up a storm and so damn hard that it looked painful to Dean.
Dean reached down and grabbed Sammy’s cock, wrapping his fist around his
brother’s length. It only took a few pulls before Sammy was coming, covering
Dean’s fist and shirt with his come, his ass squeezing tight around Dean’s
shaft, sending him over the edge.
Sammy pulled off of Dean and moved over to the loveseat. Gabriel had pulled out
of Castiel who was crawling over towards Dean with a grin on his face. Dean
watched as Gabriel buried his face in Sammy’s ass, licking up all of Dean’s
come, making Sammy moan oh so prettily. Castiel was on his knees in front of
Dean and began licking Dean’s cock, cleaning him off, and Dean found himself
getting hard once more.
As soon as he was fully erect he pulled Castiel off the floor and onto his lap.
God, he was even tighter than Sammy had been, and the way he squeezed around
Dean’s shaft was maddening, making him need to come far too quickly. Castiel
was trembling with want and need and before Dean could even get his hand on his
baby brother’s cock, Castiel was coming, cursing like a sailor, fingers clawing
at Dean’s neck. He kissed Dean hard and sloppy, moaning as Dean continued to
fuck up into him.
Dean looked over at the loveseat where Sammy had his face buried in Gabriel’s
ass, tongue and fingers working to loosen and slick Gabriel open. Gabriel was
moaning, begging to be fucked, hand wrapped around his shaft. Dean whimpered
when Castiel climbed off of him, grabbing him by the hand and leading him over
to the others.
Sammy moved away from Gabriel, motioning Dean to take his place. Dean kneeled
down between Gabriel’s legs, and entered him slowly. Gabriel seemed to go wild,
bucking down onto Dean’s cock, forcing more of it inside of him. Dean began to
fuck him hard, hands holding onto his brother’s hips, pounding into him again
and again.
He could hear moaning from the floor next to them and looked down to see Sammy
thrusting in and out of Castiel’s body, the youngest Winchester practically
screaming for Sammy to let him come. Sammy had this little smirk on his face,
and he slowed down his movements, which seemed to drive Castiel into a frenzy,
pulling Sammy against him, thrusting back into each and every one of Sammy’s
thrusts.
Dean continued to fuck Gabriel hard and fast, and watched as his brother’s eyes
rolled back. Gabriel gave this startled little moan and came hard, adding more
to the mess of come on Dean’s t-shirt. Dean came once more, panting as he
collapsed against Gabriel’s chest. He could hear Sammy and Castiel both moan
loudly and by the way the two of them were cursing he knew they both had come
again.
They rested briefly like that, covered in sweat and come, all of them breathing
heavy. Sammy was the first to move, finally pulling out of Castiel’s body. He
stood on shaky legs, helping Castiel to his feet, smiling at Dean and Gabriel.
Dean let the boys lead him upstairs, the four of them piling into the large
shower in the master bathroom. They showered off, the four of them scrubbing
each other clean, and Dean found himself on the receiving end of a shared blow
job from his three little brothers, each of them taking turns until he was
coming over their faces. By then he knew he wasn’t gonna be able to get it up
for a while so he leaned back and watched the three of them together.
Gabriel leaned back onto the seat in the shower, pulling Castiel onto his lap,
slowly entering the smaller teen. Before he started thrusting though Sammy came
up behind Castiel, working his cock inside of him as well. Dean watched as
Sammy and Gabriel worked in tandem, the two of them thrusting in and out of
Castiel’s well stretched hole. And fuck if that wasn’t one of the hottest
things he had ever seen.
Dean knew that one day soon he’d be joining them, and he wondered just how many
cocks his baby brother really could take. When they climbed into bed after
their shower the boys fell asleep quickly, Dean watching them close. Before the
accident his life had been one of meaningless pleasure, but now... now it had
meaning. He knew his life was never going to be the same again.
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