so sick of waiting 'til I'm eighteen || closed rp

Dean couldn’t believe Sam was turning 18 in three days. His baby brother, the gangly kid he had raised was turning into a man before his eyes…and oh how he had enjoyed watching him blossom.

It seemed like just yesterday, a sweet, innocent fifteen year old Sam had looked into his eyes and told him how he felt about him…three years since they had shared their first kiss. It was rushed and a little messy, in the backseat of the Impala in a gas station parking lot somewhere in Oklahoma. Dean remembers clearly the way Sam’s cheeks flushed pink as Dean watched him through the rearview mirror having scrambled back up into the front seat before John got back from buying snacks in the store. 

This time, they were in a motel in middle-of-nowhere Wyoming or something. John had gone off on a hunt by himself, thoroughly convinced it was an open and shut deal and that he would be back in a week, leaving Sam and Dean alone in a room with two queen beds, one of which had yet to be touched since John left. 

Dean watched Sam through the gap in the bathroom door while he brushed his teeth, Dean already in bed with the tv on softly in the background. He had kept his promise, staying strong and not giving in and giving Sam everything he wanted. He had made Sam agree that they wouldn’t actually have sex, but now that Sam’s birthday was looming closer, so was the knowledge that his brother was probably thinking it was a possibility. Sure they had had plenty of heated makeouts, they’d jerked each other off, and Dean had let Sam blow him a couple times in moments of weakness. But three years was a long time.

@samwessonsmith

Dean shook his head. "nothing, just hustling some pool Sammy, don't worry. I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself" @shotgunhuntermoose

so sick of waiting 'til I'm eighteen || closed rp

Dean couldn’t believe Sam was turning 18 in three days. His baby brother, the gangly kid he had raised was turning into a man before his eyes…and oh how he had enjoyed watching him blossom.

It seemed like just yesterday, a sweet, innocent fifteen year old Sam had looked into his eyes and told him how he felt about him…three years since they had shared their first kiss. It was rushed and a little messy, in the backseat of the Impala in a gas station parking lot somewhere in Oklahoma. Dean remembers clearly the way Sam’s cheeks flushed pink as Dean watched him through the rearview mirror having scrambled back up into the front seat before John got back from buying snacks in the store. 

This time, they were in a motel in middle-of-nowhere Wyoming or something. John had gone off on a hunt by himself, thoroughly convinced it was an open and shut deal and that he would be back in a week, leaving Sam and Dean alone in a room with two queen beds, one of which had yet to be touched since John left. 

Dean watched Sam through the gap in the bathroom door while he brushed his teeth, Dean already in bed with the tv on softly in the background. He had kept his promise, staying strong and not giving in and giving Sam everything he wanted. He had made Sam agree that they wouldn’t actually have sex, but now that Sam’s birthday was looming closer, so was the knowledge that his brother was probably thinking it was a possibility. Sure they had had plenty of heated makeouts, they’d jerked each other off, and Dean had let Sam blow him a couple times in moments of weakness. But three years was a long time.

@samwessonsmith

"I've been uh...sneaking out after you and dad are asleep." He admitted, looking away from Sam's eyes. @shotgunhuntermoose

so sick of waiting 'til I'm eighteen || closed rp

Dean couldn’t believe Sam was turning 18 in three days. His baby brother, the gangly kid he had raised was turning into a man before his eyes…and oh how he had enjoyed watching him blossom.

It seemed like just yesterday, a sweet, innocent fifteen year old Sam had looked into his eyes and told him how he felt about him…three years since they had shared their first kiss. It was rushed and a little messy, in the backseat of the Impala in a gas station parking lot somewhere in Oklahoma. Dean remembers clearly the way Sam’s cheeks flushed pink as Dean watched him through the rearview mirror having scrambled back up into the front seat before John got back from buying snacks in the store. 

This time, they were in a motel in middle-of-nowhere Wyoming or something. John had gone off on a hunt by himself, thoroughly convinced it was an open and shut deal and that he would be back in a week, leaving Sam and Dean alone in a room with two queen beds, one of which had yet to be touched since John left. 

Dean watched Sam through the gap in the bathroom door while he brushed his teeth, Dean already in bed with the tv on softly in the background. He had kept his promise, staying strong and not giving in and giving Sam everything he wanted. He had made Sam agree that they wouldn’t actually have sex, but now that Sam’s birthday was looming closer, so was the knowledge that his brother was probably thinking it was a possibility. Sure they had had plenty of heated makeouts, they’d jerked each other off, and Dean had let Sam blow him a couple times in moments of weakness. But three years was a long time.

@samwessonsmith

“Not really…I figured we could sleep in, maybe get lunch at the diner or something?” he shrugged. Without John there to plan and dictate their every move, they were free to sort of waste the day if they wanted. It had been a while since they’d had a free day by themselves…where they could kiss each other without having to worry about being walked in on. @samwessonsmith

Sam nodded and smiled warmly at his brother. “I’d love that. There’s nothing I wanna do more. How about later we can order takeout? If we still have the money I mean.” Sam worried his lip some as he nuzzles against his brother.

Dean nods with a smirk. He reaches under the mattress and pulls out a wad of cash. "I think we can manage that"

so sick of waiting 'til I'm eighteen || closed rp

Dean couldn’t believe Sam was turning 18 in three days. His baby brother, the gangly kid he had raised was turning into a man before his eyes...and oh how he had enjoyed watching him blossom.

It seemed like just yesterday, a sweet, innocent fifteen year old Sam had looked into his eyes and told him how he felt about him...three years since they had shared their first kiss. It was rushed and a little messy, in the backseat of the Impala in a gas station parking lot somewhere in Oklahoma. Dean remembers clearly the way Sam’s cheeks flushed pink as Dean watched him through the rearview mirror having scrambled back up into the front seat before John got back from buying snacks in the store. 

This time, they were in a motel in middle-of-nowhere Wyoming or something. John had gone off on a hunt by himself, thoroughly convinced it was an open and shut deal and that he would be back in a week, leaving Sam and Dean alone in a room with two queen beds, one of which had yet to be touched since John left. 

Dean watched Sam through the gap in the bathroom door while he brushed his teeth, Dean already in bed with the tv on softly in the background. He had kept his promise, staying strong and not giving in and giving Sam everything he wanted. He had made Sam agree that they wouldn’t actually have sex, but now that Sam’s birthday was looming closer, so was the knowledge that his brother was probably thinking it was a possibility. Sure they had had plenty of heated makeouts, they’d jerked each other off, and Dean had let Sam blow him a couple times in moments of weakness. But three years was a long time.

@samwessonsmith

“Not really...I figured we could sleep in, maybe get lunch at the diner or something?” he shrugged. Without John there to plan and dictate their every move, they were free to sort of waste the day if they wanted. It had been a while since they’d had a free day by themselves...where they could kiss each other without having to worry about being walked in on. @samwessonsmith

so sick of waiting 'til I'm eighteen || closed rp

Dean couldn’t believe Sam was turning 18 in three days. His baby brother, the gangly kid he had raised was turning into a man before his eyes…and oh how he had enjoyed watching him blossom.

It seemed like just yesterday, a sweet, innocent fifteen year old Sam had looked into his eyes and told him how he felt about him…three years since they had shared their first kiss. It was rushed and a little messy, in the backseat of the Impala in a gas station parking lot somewhere in Oklahoma. Dean remembers clearly the way Sam’s cheeks flushed pink as Dean watched him through the rearview mirror having scrambled back up into the front seat before John got back from buying snacks in the store. 

This time, they were in a motel in middle-of-nowhere Wyoming or something. John had gone off on a hunt by himself, thoroughly convinced it was an open and shut deal and that he would be back in a week, leaving Sam and Dean alone in a room with two queen beds, one of which had yet to be touched since John left. 

Dean watched Sam through the gap in the bathroom door while he brushed his teeth, Dean already in bed with the tv on softly in the background. He had kept his promise, staying strong and not giving in and giving Sam everything he wanted. He had made Sam agree that they wouldn’t actually have sex, but now that Sam’s birthday was looming closer, so was the knowledge that his brother was probably thinking it was a possibility. Sure they had had plenty of heated makeouts, they’d jerked each other off, and Dean had let Sam blow him a couple times in moments of weakness. But three years was a long time.

@samwessonsmith

The seventeen year old hunter was thrilling with excitement. In a few short days, Sam would become a man. When the kiddo was fifteen, he had his first kiss, Dean was incredible. It was a smothering summer night in Louisiana. They’ve been together ever since.

Sam emerged out of the bathroom and in fresh boxers and cotton shorts. It was simply too hot for anything else. “Don’t you look all cozy?” Sam purred as he crawled into their shared bed. Snuggling against Dean.

Dean was in nothing but boxers, knowing Sam would want to cuddle because Sam always wanted to cuddle, and it was so hot. He held the younger close, burying his nose in Sam’s soft, clean hair, inhaling the scent. “Hmm, it’s better now though.” he smiled to himself.

Dean gently pushed Sam down on the bed and onto his back. He looked over him, taking in everything, wanting to memorize him. Dean ran a hand up Sam’s thigh, feeling the muscles beneath the skin.

Dean grabbed Sam’s wrists, pinning them above his head with one hand, the other pushing Sam’s legs apart to get better access.

Sam gasped as Dean grabbed his wrists and opened his legs. He involuntarily rolled his hips seeking friction. His heart raced as he watched dean, loving how dominant he was. “Mmm yes daddy” he purred watching dean’s every move.

Dean pushed Sam’s hips down. “stay still”

Sam bit his bottom lip nodding as he looked into deans eyes. He loved dean sho much and trusted him above all.

He slipped two fingers in Sam’s mouth. “Suck on them baby”

Sam obeyed sucking them softly and ran his tongue over them.

Eventually Dean slipped them out seeing there was a good amount of spit on them. He teased Sam’s hole with the pad of one finger.

Sam gasped as he felt deans finger against his hole and moaned softly as his heart thudded and his anticipation grew.

“does that feel good baby?”

Sam nodded licking his lips “yeah daddy, feels really good” he moaned softly.

Dean worked him open until he thought he was ready before pushing his legs open farther, settling between them and lining up his cock. “You ready?”

“Dean! Fuck, oh fuck!” He whimpered as dean opened him up. “I’m ready dean, fuck I need to feel you inside me so bad!”

Dean smirked. “So needy, baby. I love how much you want it”

Sam eyes were lust blown and silently begging dean to take him. Every part of him tingled with need as his cock leaked precome

Dean slowly pushed inside him, groaning in immense pleasure

Sam moaned wantonly spreading his legs further, his eyes wide with pleasure and love.

@youpromisedmepie

Dean cursed under his breath. “Fuck Sammy…so tight”

Sam hummed softly as dean entered him to the hilt. To say he was a perfect fit would be an understatement. It was like Dean was made for him. “"I love how long and thick you are Dean….. feels better than I ever dreamed it would” he breathed looking up.

@youpromisedmepie

"Oh god Sammy, you feel so good...and you look so sexy all laid out for me like this "

Dean gently pushed Sam down on the bed and onto his back. He looked over him, taking in everything, wanting to memorize him. Dean ran a hand up Sam’s thigh, feeling the muscles beneath the skin.

Dean grabbed Sam’s wrists, pinning them above his head with one hand, the other pushing Sam’s legs apart to get better access.

Sam gasped as Dean grabbed his wrists and opened his legs. He involuntarily rolled his hips seeking friction. His heart raced as he watched dean, loving how dominant he was. “Mmm yes daddy” he purred watching dean’s every move.

Dean pushed Sam’s hips down. “stay still”

Sam bit his bottom lip nodding as he looked into deans eyes. He loved dean sho much and trusted him above all.

He slipped two fingers in Sam’s mouth. “Suck on them baby”

Sam obeyed sucking them softly and ran his tongue over them.

Eventually Dean slipped them out seeing there was a good amount of spit on them. He teased Sam’s hole with the pad of one finger.

Sam gasped as he felt deans finger against his hole and moaned softly as his heart thudded and his anticipation grew.

“does that feel good baby?”

Sam nodded licking his lips “yeah daddy, feels really good” he moaned softly.

Dean worked him open until he thought he was ready before pushing his legs open farther, settling between them and lining up his cock. “You ready?”

“Dean! Fuck, oh fuck!” He whimpered as dean opened him up. “I’m ready dean, fuck I need to feel you inside me so bad!”

Dean smirked. “So needy, baby. I love how much you want it”

Sam eyes were lust blown and silently begging dean to take him. Every part of him tingled with need as his cock leaked precome

Dean slowly pushed inside him, groaning in immense pleasure

Sam moaned wantonly spreading his legs further, his eyes wide with pleasure and love.

@youpromisedmepie

Dean cursed under his breath. "Fuck Sammy...so tight"

Dean looked concerned for a moment. “you alright, Sam?”

Sam nodded and placed a gentle hand on Dean’s forearm. “Yes Sir. I’m okay, I promise. I was just thinking is all. Everything is amazing Sir.”

“thinking about what? What’s in your head baby?”

“About you. If it wasn’t for you Dean, I wouldn’t be here. I’m not even the same person as I was a year ago. You’ve made me a better person baby. I love you so much Sir.” Sam smiled brightly as he cocked his head.

Dean brushed his cheek. “Of course you would my love. I love you too, but you…if you didn’t have me you would have found something else, I’m sure of it”

Sam chuckled softly and shook his head. “Not really. I would have found something, yes, you’re right about that. But, I doubt it’ll be for love, like this. My dom would just use me. It’ll be strictly for business and after the contract is over, I’ll get my pay and find another one.”

“well then I’m glad I found you. I would never use you, how could anyone have you and not realize what they had?”

Sam swallowed thickly, looking up at Dean. “You’d be surprised Sir. Most doms, just want to use subs like me. To most we are just tools. At, first I was afraid to show any type of emotion or attachment. But, once I got to know you and fully trust you, I started to love you. I think that was why I had such a hard time being alone. That trust was so strong…” Sam mused.

“I’ve never gotten half as close to any subs. I used to be a cold Dom…there was something about you….”

Sam leaned against Dean and purred softly. “I think we are both ment for each other. That’s what I think Sir.”

“I think you may be right, pet” he wrapped an arm around Sam.

Sam giggled and leaned in against Dean. “I like it when you call me pet.” Sam was getting antsy. He wanted to check out the rings.

“Noted” he smiled. “Shall we?” He cocked his head in the direction of the door

Sam nodded and smed brightly. “Of course De. Let’s get going okay?” Sam grinned.

Dean kept Sam's hand in his, leading him into the store

Dean gently pushed Sam down on the bed and onto his back. He looked over him, taking in everything, wanting to memorize him. Dean ran a hand up Sam’s thigh, feeling the muscles beneath the skin.

Dean grabbed Sam’s wrists, pinning them above his head with one hand, the other pushing Sam’s legs apart to get better access.

Sam gasped as Dean grabbed his wrists and opened his legs. He involuntarily rolled his hips seeking friction. His heart raced as he watched dean, loving how dominant he was. “Mmm yes daddy” he purred watching dean’s every move.

Dean pushed Sam’s hips down. “stay still”

Sam bit his bottom lip nodding as he looked into deans eyes. He loved dean sho much and trusted him above all.

He slipped two fingers in Sam’s mouth. “Suck on them baby”

Sam obeyed sucking them softly and ran his tongue over them.

Eventually Dean slipped them out seeing there was a good amount of spit on them. He teased Sam’s hole with the pad of one finger.

Sam gasped as he felt deans finger against his hole and moaned softly as his heart thudded and his anticipation grew.

“does that feel good baby?”

Sam nodded licking his lips “yeah daddy, feels really good” he moaned softly.

Dean worked him open until he thought he was ready before pushing his legs open farther, settling between them and lining up his cock. “You ready?”

“Dean! Fuck, oh fuck!” He whimpered as dean opened him up. “I’m ready dean, fuck I need to feel you inside me so bad!”

Dean smirked. “So needy, baby. I love how much you want it”

Sam eyes were lust blown and silently begging dean to take him. Every part of him tingled with need as his cock leaked precome

Dean slowly pushed inside him, groaning in immense pleasure

Dean gently pushed Sam down on the bed and onto his back. He looked over him, taking in everything, wanting to memorize him. Dean ran a hand up Sam’s thigh, feeling the muscles beneath the skin.

Dean grabbed Sam’s wrists, pinning them above his head with one hand, the other pushing Sam’s legs apart to get better access.

Sam gasped as Dean grabbed his wrists and opened his legs. He involuntarily rolled his hips seeking friction. His heart raced as he watched dean, loving how dominant he was. “Mmm yes daddy” he purred watching dean’s every move.

Dean pushed Sam’s hips down. “stay still”

Sam bit his bottom lip nodding as he looked into deans eyes. He loved dean sho much and trusted him above all.

He slipped two fingers in Sam’s mouth. “Suck on them baby”

Sam obeyed sucking them softly and ran his tongue over them.

Eventually Dean slipped them out seeing there was a good amount of spit on them. He teased Sam’s hole with the pad of one finger.

Sam gasped as he felt deans finger against his hole and moaned softly as his heart thudded and his anticipation grew.

“does that feel good baby?”

Sam nodded licking his lips “yeah daddy, feels really good” he moaned softly.

Dean worked him open until he thought he was ready before pushing his legs open farther, settling between them and lining up his cock. “You ready?”

“Dean! Fuck, oh fuck!” He whimpered as dean opened him up. “I’m ready dean, fuck I need to feel you inside me so bad!”

Dean smirked. "So needy, baby. I love how much you want it"

Dean gently pushed Sam down on the bed and onto his back. He looked over him, taking in everything, wanting to memorize him. Dean ran a hand up Sam’s thigh, feeling the muscles beneath the skin.

Dean grabbed Sam’s wrists, pinning them above his head with one hand, the other pushing Sam’s legs apart to get better access.

Sam gasped as Dean grabbed his wrists and opened his legs. He involuntarily rolled his hips seeking friction. His heart raced as he watched dean, loving how dominant he was. “Mmm yes daddy” he purred watching dean’s every move.

Dean pushed Sam’s hips down. “stay still”

Sam bit his bottom lip nodding as he looked into deans eyes. He loved dean sho much and trusted him above all.

He slipped two fingers in Sam’s mouth. “Suck on them baby”

Sam obeyed sucking them softly and ran his tongue over them.

Eventually Dean slipped them out seeing there was a good amount of spit on them. He teased Sam’s hole with the pad of one finger.

Sam gasped as he felt deans finger against his hole and moaned softly as his heart thudded and his anticipation grew.

“does that feel good baby?”

Sam nodded licking his lips “yeah daddy, feels really good” he moaned softly.

Dean worked him open until he thought he was ready before pushing his legs open farther, settling between them and lining up his cock. "You ready?"

Dean gently pushed Sam down on the bed and onto his back. He looked over him, taking in everything, wanting to memorize him. Dean ran a hand up Sam’s thigh, feeling the muscles beneath the skin.

Dean grabbed Sam’s wrists, pinning them above his head with one hand, the other pushing Sam’s legs apart to get better access.

Sam gasped as Dean grabbed his wrists and opened his legs. He involuntarily rolled his hips seeking friction. His heart raced as he watched dean, loving how dominant he was. “Mmm yes daddy” he purred watching dean’s every move.

Dean pushed Sam’s hips down. “stay still”

Sam bit his bottom lip nodding as he looked into deans eyes. He loved dean sho much and trusted him above all.

He slipped two fingers in Sam’s mouth. “Suck on them baby”

Sam obeyed sucking them softly and ran his tongue over them.

Eventually Dean slipped them out seeing there was a good amount of spit on them. He teased Sam’s hole with the pad of one finger.

Sam gasped as he felt deans finger against his hole and moaned softly as his heart thudded and his anticipation grew.

"does that feel good baby?"

Dean gently pushed Sam down on the bed and onto his back. He looked over him, taking in everything, wanting to memorize him. Dean ran a hand up Sam’s thigh, feeling the muscles beneath the skin.

Dean grabbed Sam’s wrists, pinning them above his head with one hand, the other pushing Sam’s legs apart to get better access.

Sam gasped as Dean grabbed his wrists and opened his legs. He involuntarily rolled his hips seeking friction. His heart raced as he watched dean, loving how dominant he was. “Mmm yes daddy” he purred watching dean’s every move.

Dean pushed Sam’s hips down. “stay still”

Sam bit his bottom lip nodding as he looked into deans eyes. He loved dean sho much and trusted him above all.

He slipped two fingers in Sam’s mouth. “Suck on them baby”

Sam obeyed sucking them softly and ran his tongue over them.

Eventually Dean slipped them out seeing there was a good amount of spit on them. He teased Sam's hole with the pad of one finger.