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31 October 2007 @ 03:09 pm
Fiction: Bathtub Tales 3/3  
Here now is the last of the Bathtub Tales. Hope everyone who read the story also enjoys the end!

Title: Bathtub Tale 3 - Sam, Dean and the tub
Author: wiccaqueen      
Pairing: Sam/ Dean
Raiting: NC-17
Summary: Sam and Dean finally met in the tub and have some fun
Disclaimer: Supernatural and all its characters do not belong to me!

Bathtub Tales 3/3: Sam, Dean and the tub

Getting into the bathtub, Dean had one problem he hadn’t thought of before. In a shower he could jerk off with out any problem, but in a bathtub? He’d best bath first of all and then jerk off just before getting out. So his torture lasted just a bit longer, while he hastily scrubbed his skin clean. He tried to avoid touching his dick or else he wouldn’t be able to stop. But that was no easy task. In the water his erection bobbed up, crimson red and stiff as a board. Better get washed down quickly!

Just while he was getting finished washing, he could hear someone scream out his name. Sammy, it must have been Sammy! He was just about to jump out of the bathtub, when he heard a knock on the bathroom door.


It was Sammy’s voice, calm and normal again.

“Sammy? You alright?”

“Yeah sure. Can I come in for a minute? I need to pee.”

Dean nearly fainted. He couldn’t stand another minute in the same room with Sam in his current state. Besides, trying to hide his cock would be impossible since it was sticking out of the water all the time. But there was no more time to think. Before he could react in any way, the door flung open and Sam came in, clad only in his boxers. Dean tried to act calm and pressed his erection under water. To worsen the situation, he hadn’t used much soap, so there were hardly any bubbles in the water that could hide his private parts.

Sam, however, seemed a bit strange too. His cheeks were red and he seemed to be a bit out of breath. Walking towards the toilet, he didn’t even look at Dean.

“Sorry, dude. It’s kinda urgent.
”No problem.”

Dean glanced over to Sam who was just pulling his boxers off! Damn, why did he have to do that? Before he could think about it, his lower instincts set in and took total control over him. Without realising it, his hand had wandered to his cock which was bobbing out of the water again. Gently he began stroking himself while he continued to watch Sammy.

This battle was lost, he knew that. But he wanted to loose it, fuck morality or decency! He wanted to fuck, wanted to feel that beautiful tight ass upon him, riding him. All worries that Sam could find out, were gone. His need was just too strong.

Flushing the toilet, Sam turned around to look at Dean. His mouth went dry. Dean was lying in the bathtub, head thrown back, hands rubbing his fully erect cock. Sam started gasping for air, as he slowly moved forward. His legs felt like jelly, as if they might collapse any minute. When he reached the tub, Dean opened his eyes again. He looked at his brother full of lust and hunger. There was no doubt who he was thinking about. He raised his head and looked Sam directly in the eyes.

“What were you doing Sammy? I heard you scream my name.”

From the tone of his voice Sam could tell that Dean knew what he had done.

“Won’t you tell you big brother?” he continued in his damn sexy bedroom voice.

Sam was struggling to find his own voice, which just seemed to had vanished.

“Let me guess, you jerked off thinking about me? That’s why you screamed out my name when you came.”

Sam let out a small moaning sound. He still couldn’t answer. Instead he lowered his head, intending to claim Dean’s lips. When they finally met in the middle, it was like fireworks being fired off. He nearly stumbled and fell down.

“Whoa, watch out Sammy. Or else you might land head first between my legs like you did when you were a kid!”

Sam had to smile, before his tongue searched for the entrance of Dean’s mouth. When he was let in, his tongue began exploring the unknown territory, eager to explore every inch. Their tongues wrapped around each other, teasing and pleasing one another. When they finally untangled, Dean got Sam’s lower lip between his teeth and bit him playfully. All Sam could do was groan, a shudder going through his whole body.

“You know, I’m just remembering another story about you.”

“Oh yeah?” Sam whispered, eyes closed again.

“It’s not really a bathtub tale, but more of a shower tale.”

When Sam opened his eyes, Dean was smiling at him, stroking his cock a bit slower than before.

Obviously he wanted to tell the story first.

“You were about 14 years old. One year after you had discovered what you could do with your cock.”

Sam looked a bit surprised. Was there something Dean didn’t know about him?

“How did you know?” he asked curiously.

“Please! Tight quarters, same bed some nights? And you weren’t perfectly discrete either. I was always worried Dad would walk in on you someday. There even were occasions when I had to think of an excuse so Dad wouldn’t go into the room before you were finished.”

Sam couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“You did that for me?”

“Yeah. I knew what is was like at that age; not very easy. I only wanted to help you.”

Sam raised an eyebrow.

“My God! You really are a pervert, you know that?” Dean just grinned.

“Well anyway, this one time I knew you were showering and probably having it off, but I had to pee so badly I didn’t know what to do. So I tried to open the bathroom door without you hearing it. Luckily you didn’t. When I stepped inside, you were under the hot spray, one hand pushing against to wall and the other one working on your dick. Damn, you looked so sexy! I didn’t intend to look, only wanted to check if you had noticed me. But once my eyes had made contact, I couldn’t look away anymore. I was totally glued. You pumped your cock in such a wonderful way, brushing your hand over the sensitive head every now and then. You seemed to be an expert. But with all that practising, no wonder!”

Sam opened his mouth to protest, but Dean quickly laid his index finger on his mouth.

“Shh, no excuses. Now let me finish the story. I went to the toilet but still glanced in your direction. To make things even worse, you had began making sexy moaning sounds. That was just too much! By the time I finally let my pants down I was so hard that I couldn’t piss anymore! So instead I turned to the side and looked at you again. I knew you were close. You had increased the speed and your whole body was beginning to shake. Although it was wrong to watch you, I couldn’t help myself. Absent-minded, my own hand began working inside my boxers.”

Still listening, Sam was almost ready to explode, again! The pictures Dean painted in his mind were just too damn hot and along with his bedroom voice, they were driving him mad! He needed to touch, needed to feel. But when his hand brushed his cock, Dean slapped it away.

“Not yet. I’m still gonna need that. Be patient.”

“Easy for you to say.”

Dean looked down on himself. His erection was still bobbing out of the water, ready to fuck.

“Okay, I’ll stop touching myself and finish the story.” Sam nodded.

“But please hurry up!”

“I kept on stroking myself only lightly at first but then harder. My eyes were always on you and then I heard you scream and you came all over the wall and your hand. I hadn’t seen anything so sexy in all my life. Hearing you scream, send me over the edge as well and I came right in my boxers. I bit my lip, stopping me from making a sound. Then you just slipped down and sat on the ground, letting the warm water crush down upon you. I quickly zipped myself back up again and fled the room. The last time I checked you still had your eyes closed and hadn’t noticed me.”

Sam shook his head.

“That’s really amazing. I didn’t know for one second that you were in the room.” Dean smiled.

“So what did you do after?”

“I simply waited until you came out and then took a shower myself. Of course, by then I was all self-denial. I mean seeing your brother jerk off is one thing, but letting it arouse you, is another. I just tried to ignore those images, though I could still smell you, and hear you while I was showering.”

After a few moments Sam’s mouth began to go watery.

“Fuck Dean, that was really hot!”

“Glad you liked it.”

All of a sudden, Dean wrapped his hands around Sam’s waist and pulled him closer. Settling one hand on his ass, he began leading Sam’s cock into his mouth. When his lips closed around it, Sam almost fainted. He kept his eyes on Dean, seeing his full length disappear into his brother’s mouth.

The sensation Sam now felt was incredible. Although this was not the first time someone sucked him off, it had never felt this good before! Dean’s mouth moved around his erection, seeming to know exactly what to do. His tongue came out to lick over his head every now and then, and gently suck it.

“Oh God, Dean!” he began to cry out, when Dean increased the pressure.

All of a sudden one of Dean’s hands moved between Sam’s cheeks and started stroking the sensitive flesh around his entrance. What started as a ticklish feeling, soon turned into an unfamiliar form of pleasure. Sam’s whole skin seemed to be on fire. He couldn’t imagine that this was really happening and how good it felt.

Then Dean suddenly removed his hands to replace them with his middle finger, now slick with salvia. Slowly he pushed past the tight ring of muscles and entered the hot, soft flesh. When his finger reached Sam’s prostate, he gulped. Dean felt so right!

During all this, he still continued to suck him off. After a couple of minutes Dean added another finger working his little brother until the point where he could only quiver. He could feel him tense up shortly before he reached the edge.

“Dean, I think I’m gonna….Dean….DEAN!!! Fuck!”

Dean’s mouth did not let off but eagerly continued to suck Sam’s cock through his orgasm, swallowing every drop of the sweet fluid. Finally he let the spend cock of his brother slip out of his mouth. After the final wave of the orgasm had rushed over Sam, he had gone totally weak. Now he dropped down on the floor, almost completely exhausted.

Dean grinned like a small boy.

“That’s my Sammy! Good boy!”

Sam gazed up at Dean and had to laugh.

“You really are perverted, aren’t you?”

“I never said I wasn’t!”

Sam had to laugh again.

“So are you getting up from the floor, or what? In case you haven’t noticed I still haven’t had my fun.”

“And what do you want me to do about that?” Sam asked innocently, as if he had no clue what his brother was getting at.

“Don’t tell me don’t want to feel this?”

His fingers started playing around his cock once again.

“To feel this up inside of you, deep inside you…” Dean continued in a low, husky voice. Damn his charms!

Sam got up and tried to get into the tub. His legs being so freakishly long, however, it soon became apparent that there was no room for him. The bathtub was simply too small. It probably wasn’t built for two grown men, especially not for a love act of two grown men. Sam moaned around, trying to come up with a solution.

“Why don’t you sit yourself down and let your legs hang out on the sides of the tub?”

Dean’s suggestion seemed to make sense. That way he may very well fit in with him. But sitting meant….

“You mean sit on you? Like on your cock?”

Dean grinned.

“You can try riding me!”

Sam was speechless. The thought of riding his big brother made his spent cock twitch again.

Without any ado, he turned his back to Dean and slowly let himself down. Dean held on his waist with one hand and with his other hand, he gently guided his erection to that hot spot between Sam’s cheeks. Surprisingly he was not met by any restistance. The little fingerwork he’d done before still had it’s after effects. When Dean was all the way in, he slowly began moving.

“You okay, Sammy?” Not seeing his facial expression didn’t make things easier. He couldn’t tell if Sam was experiencing pleasure or pain right now.

Sam’s answer came as a moan.

“Uhh…oh yeah, better than okay! Fuck, Dean that feels awesome!”

That was all the encouragenment his brother needed.

While Dean began thrusting faster, Sam moved up and down, each time taking in more of Dean. Soon he was riding him like he would a wild stallion.

Only seconds after they’d started their little riding lesson, Dean felt that he was dangerously close to coming. He was so damn turned on by everything Sam did, that it almost drove him mad. He could feel his balls crawling up inside of him, as if they were ready to explode. When he finally let it happen, waves of ecstasy crushed over him, again and again. Sam continued to move up and down on his cock, until he felt the aftershocks of the orgasm come to an end.

“Dude that was some freakin ride!”

Sam exclaimed as he got up and turned to face his brother.

“And well worth the wait. But I gotta tell you, I was almost going crazy the last few hours. I swear I never had such a hard-on in my life! And then you never gave me a moment’s rest to do something about it.”

“Sorry. Guess I kinda wanted to do something about it myself!”

Sam’s grin was cute off by Dean’s lips crushing down upon him. Their tongues seemed to melt into one large mass of flesh. Finally united after all those years of wanting.

The next day....

Sam and Dean were back on the road again, following a hunch they’d gotten on a Poltergeist in Ohio. Everything was back to normal. Dean was driving, Sam was bitching over his choice of music blaring through the Impala. But occasionally there would be strange looks, stolen kisses and hands moving everywhere.

When they finally arrived in Ohio after hours of driving, it was Sam’s turn to try and find a place to stay for the night. He looked up a couple of motels and started dialing the first number with his cell. Dean, who was still sitting across in the drivers seat listened while Sammy found a free room. Then he suddendly tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention.

“What?”, Sam mimicked with his mouth, still listening to the other end of the line.

“Ask them if they have a bathtub.”

Sam’s grin instantly filled his whole face. After he hung up the phone, he still grinned, looking damn right pleased with himself.

“What?”, Dean demanded to know.

“Dude, it’s even better! They have a hot tub!”

And Dean’s face broke into a vicious smile.

The End


Audio Versions of this Fic can be downloaded at the audiofic archive, courtesy of jinjurly

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Current Location: Bamberg
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Bea: supernaturalbea80 on October 31st, 2007 02:56 pm (UTC)
I already read this part this night (during my internet didn't work) ...

Great story!!! :o)
wiccaqueenwiccaqueen on November 1st, 2007 08:54 pm (UTC)
Thanks, glad you liked it! Will post a new fic soon, when I find the time...
Bea: lindsaybea80 on November 1st, 2007 11:08 pm (UTC)
I'm looking forward to it ...
kyoko7933 on November 2nd, 2007 03:34 am (UTC)
Hi! This is Seiryuu!
I got your e-mail.

Anyway...just let you know that I read it and I love it.
It is really good and sweet. (I like the part about Sam and his little yellow duck. How he loved it at first but hated it at the end because he wanted to bath with Dean)

And...looking forward to your new fic!!
wiccaqueenwiccaqueen on November 2nd, 2007 12:32 pm (UTC)
Oh hi Seiryuu! Am so glad you liked the story! Feel free to translate that one, if it's not too much of a hassle. By the way, I had a look at your blog. So cool, and strange too! I couldn't read anything, but still could see that it was my fiction. You did a really great job!!! I admire your stamina! :D