Raw Food Festival
bloodwrites
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Sam, Dean
Pairing: Sam/OMC, Sam/Dean
PWP, with Sam getting fucked by a queue of men, and Dean watching. Perhaps secretly.
Dean thought the secrets were over, but when Sam invites him out to a raw food festival, he gets suspicious.
So. Dean thinks Sam's keeping secrets again, but it's not what Dean thinks. He follows, ninja-like, as Sam goes into a motel. Dean climbs in the bathroom window or goes in with a group of men, and hides in the crowd.
And he's horrified to see that Sam's blindfolded and naked and spread out on the bed.
Of course Dean's first thought is that Sam's been drugged and he's in trouble, but there's too many guys here to do anything until he figures out what's going on. Talks to a dude, who asks him if he's fucking or just watching, Dean says he hasn't decided, and the guy's like, first time? And Dean's like, yeah. Gives him an open to ask questions, find out what's really going on.
Like, what's he drugged with, because he's still under the impression that Sam's not in control here, but he actually is.
And when it hits him that Sam wanted this, and then men start fucking him, and others queue up, and others watch and jerk off, well, he's like O.O
And at least a dozen men fuck Sam, and Dean slips out before it all wraps up, after some dude offers to suck him off, and he gets home before Sam does.
And Sam's looking rough the next day, says it's because of some drumming circle the night before, that he got drunk and there was dancing. And Dean says sounds like a lot of hippy bullshit, and Sam's like yeah, you would have hated it and Dean's like yeah, when actually he's thinking about the fact that he got hard watching his little brother get fucked by a lot of men.
Weeks later, and sam announces that he's off to another hippy thing, doesn't bother asking Dean to come. Baulks when Dean invites himself. You won't like it, you'll be a dick, etc, getting panicky. Dean says I think you need someone to watch you, so you don't get in trouble on your own.
And he's actually diplomatic. Like, if you feel you need to do this for whatever reason, that's okay. I'm not judging. But I gotta be there. For my own peace of mind. To make sure that you're safe.
And Sam is FREAKING OUT. But Dean talks calm. Tells him he knows. Sam says he doesn't know anything but Dean says he followed him, saw him blindfolded, saw all the men, knows that it wasn't no raw food thing and that Sam was the only thing on the menu, and Sam's like no, no, no but Dean grabs him, shakes him.
Sam can't, then. He makes a call, and cancels his little party. Tries to go hide in his room, but Dean forces his way in, because Sam's always the one who wants to talk about shit, he's fucking well going to talk about this.
Is this something you need? Because if all you're going to do is get wound up over it then-- but Sam says no. He just likes it. He's okay.
And then he starts talking. It's just his way of working through shit. All the monsters, all the shit they see. It's a way of surrendering in a controlled way. And Dean's like hell, I know a dominatrix if that's your bag, mistress Magda will-- and Sam's like, no, Dean, this is how I need to do it.
And Dean's like, okay, Sammy.
So, next time, they go together. And Dean's the only one in the room while Sam's stripping, and Dean's the one who puts the blindfold on him, and Sam's shaking, freaking out, and Dean asks him if he's always like that we can get out of here if you want and Sam says no, it's cos you're here.
And Dean watches, and then at the end he's the one who stays and helps Sam get cleaned up, and Sam's very subspacey, and that's when things get a little wincesty, as Dean provides the aftercare that Sam really didn't get before, or if he did, it was perfunctory at best, from someone who didn't love Sam like Dean does.
Don't forget the puddle of his own come Sam is lying in, because oh yes he gets off untouched, a lot.
Back at the bunker over the following days, Sam's about as out of it as he was last time, but he responds really well to physical comfort. Seems to crave touch. So Dean does that.
And then things get proper wincesty. Unmistakably wincesty, but it doesn't go far because one or both of them freaks out and backs off and it's awkward and when they do talk about it they put it down to Sam's being spaced and needing that comfort and appreciating that comfort and responding to that comfort.
So they're a bit funny around each other for a while but things go back to normal. Until Sam wants to do it again.
And Dean's like okay, but maybe you should have someone else help you out, because after last time—
And Sam's like D: because he needs Dean to do it, doesn't trust anyone like Dean, it was better with Dean. But he understands, and he apologises again for getting wincesty but Dean brushes him off, and he's like, you really want it to be me? And Sam's like yeah, and promises that it won't happen again like last time, the wincesty bit.
So they do it again. And Dean watches these men using his brother, and it's oddly okay because it's what Sam wants and Dean can respect that, but it's arousing, too. Not because he's watching Sam being used and controlled and dominated, but because Sam's getting off. The simple fact that Sam is getting off is getting Dean off, and, after all the men have left and Sam's still on the bed, Dean leaves him to come down for a moment, covers him with a blanket and kisses him on the forehead and tells him to just chill for a sec, and then Dean goes into the bathroom and jerks off and it's quick and explosive.
And then he comes out and he looks after Sam.
Actually, he could just go to the bathroom for a washcloth, and while the water is running, he jerks off. It'll be quick, Sam won't notice a thing.
So, yeah, then Dean comes out and cleans Sam up and pulls him into his arms on the bed, Dean's fully clothed and Sam is naked and wrapped only in a blanket, and Sam's sobbing and clinging and he's more spaced than he was last time, and he's so out of it that he kisses Dean...
And Dean lets him. And it's almost chaste, just a wet, desperate, teary kiss, and Dean's not kissing back, he's just letting Sam kiss him.
At first.
But then Sam starts kissing him deeper, somehow begging Dean to respond, and Dean starts to, first holding his face in his hands and then tipping his head back and thumbing open his mouth and scooping his tongue in.
But then he pulls away, and he just holds Sam, and eventually he gets him in the shower, strips off himself and hops in with him, and nothing happens, Sam's just fucking out of it, and Dean gets him into the car, and Sam falls asleep on the way home, then gets him out of the car and into his bed, barely awake, and Sam seems to just pass out again as he hits the pillow, but just as Dean's about to leave, Sam grabs him and asks him to stay.
Which he does.
When did it start? How long has Sam been doing this? Off and on for years. When it started, he didn't have a soul, and he was on the other side - he was one of the fuckers rather than the guy on the block.
So. More awkwardness. Dean angsts over his arousal at watching Sam get off. Sam tries to behave, but craves physical contact with Dean more and more. Dean notices, and against his better judgement, he gives it to him.
It's gets out of hand, sleeping in the same bed, lots of clinging, an almost kiss that forces them to address it.
Brings a 'what are we doing, Sam?' from Dean, and Sam's just really confused. Like, he doesn't know what to call it, all he knows is that Dean is his everything. Literally. Brother. Friend. Protector. Lover. All he knows is that he only wants Dean. For everything.
What about his little submission fetish? And Sam hangs his head and whispers, that, too. Breathing hard, terrified, like he was at the gang bang when Dean blindfolded him for the first time.
But there's just one of me, Dean says, very carefully.
And Sam says, that's a good thing.
Anyway. Dean puts the blindfold on him. Strips him and pushes him down on the bed. Perhaps 'take off your clothes' and then blindfolds him, etc
And then he fucks Sam. Maybe more than once. And then he cleans him up, cuddles him, and kisses the fuck out of him.
