The Trouble with Showers

[marchia43]

Title: The Trouble with Showers

Author: Marchia43

Character/Pairing: Sam/Dean

Scenario: Dean is not allowed to pour cold water over Sam when he is in the Shower

Implement: Towel

Summary: Dean pays for a practical joke on Sam.

Author’s notes/warnings: Punishment of the sexual kind. Lots of F Words.

Written for the SPN_Spankings summer challenge.

Team: Erotic

Word Count: 900

Rating: 15

I’d like to thank spankedbyspike for beta-ing this short story 

“You fucking bastard!” Sam screeches, as a load of freezing cold water cascades over the shower rail and straight onto his, until just recently, hot body. His natural instinct is to get out as soon as possible, so without thinking he jumps out of the shower, pulling the shower curtain down in his haste to escape.

“Fucking hell!” thinks Dean, impressed by Sam’s speediness in partially avoiding the bucket of glacial water he had just chucked over the shower curtain. Dean turns to run out of the bathroom, desperately trying to avoid a fight with Sam, ‘cause he knows that Sam is going to be pissed off at this latest prank.

“Stay the fuck still you bastard!” Sam shouts again grabbing Dean by his t-shirt with his ginormous hands and stopping him dead in his attempt to escape the bathroom.

Sam slips on the wet floor and slams into Dean causing them to slide up against the bathroom sink, effectively trapping Dean against the sink. Sam leans closer to Dean and stares him in his eyes and snarls “you’re gonna pay for that man!”  Sam can see Dean’s face change from his usual smirking façade to one of playful fun and finally to full on desire. “Get into position” Sam orders.

Dean knows then what is going to happen, they’ve been together as a couple for years and he knows when he has pressed Sam too far. Dean knows that he should comply as soon as possible to lessen the ‘punishment’. He hastily turns to face the sink. Dean quickly grabs hold of the edge of the bathroom cabinet as Sam crowds up against him and envelopes him with his gargantuan body, both Sam’s arms go around Dean and one hand traces up his chest to envelope his throat, the other heads south and palms his, already hard, cock through his trousers. “I see someone is looking forward to his punishment” Sam sniggers.

Dean looks into the partially fogged bathroom mirror and locks eyes with Sam; he can see that Sam is planning something and his heartbeat increases. Sam drops his hands from Dean’s body and quickly looks around the bathroom for something to use for Dean’s ‘punishment’. Spying a towel he leans back and grabs it, twisting it quickly in the air so it twists around and around getting thinner and tighter. Sam leans back, still pinning Dean to the sink he leans in and whispers in his ear “Stay still” and licks up Dean’s neck and blows gently into his ear, earning the shiver Sam knows this will produce. Sam leans forward and nibbles on Dean’s earlobe.  Dean quivers in anticipation as Sam clamps down on his ear – hard “Oww you bastard” he gaps, “that hurt”

“If you think that hurts wait ‘till you feel what’s coming next” Sam promises. He quickly leans forward and undoes Dean’s belt buckle and jeans. He pulls them partway down and steps back, knowing that for all his bluster Dean will stay still.

Dean starts to shiver, it’s not cold in the bathroom – the shower is still running and steam is building in the room. Dean shivers because he feels embarrassed with his pants halfway down his legs, even though they have done loads of kinky shit with and to each other, he still has his hang ups. He loves this side of Sam, the masterful, no nonsense guy who can get Dean to submit to him every single time.

Suddenly Sam spins the towel around in the air and then slaps it hard against Dean’s backside. “Bloody hell” thinks Dean “this is going to hurt”. Dean tries to squirm out of the way but Sam continues to hold him still with one hand as he spins the towel for a couple of seconds then bringing it down on Dean’s ass, increasing the speed and strength with each hit. With two guys over 6” squashed together in the bathroom space is an issue, it is a small motel not the bathroom of the Bellagio Hotel, so Sam can’t get the towel to go as wild as he wants.  Dean continues to twist and squirm, trying to get away from the pain from the spanking; but Sam has him trapped up against the bathroom cabinet. After 15 strikes Dean’s ass is getting red and hot and Sam decides he wants to feel this so he drops the towel and leans closer putting his left hand straight onto Dean’s ass. “So hot” he murmurs. Dean doesn’t know if he means the physical heat from his ass or the sight of his ass so red. “Me or my ass?” he asks. “You are so fucking beautiful” Sam declares, “I love every part of you, I love how you rub your eyes when you wake up. I love the freckles on your body, I love your hang-ups, your smarminess, I even love when you play practical jokes on me, ‘cause it means I get to do this to you” 

Dean looks at Sam in the mirror and can see the love shinning out of his eyes. “I know I don’t say this very often” Dean declares “but I do love you, you know that don’t you?”

“Yes” Sam replies as he reaches over Dean to grab a tube of lube that was left on the countertop next to the bathroom sink, “I do and now I’m going to fuck you”

Comments

[a-phoenixdragon.livejournal.com]

Very hot!! And supremely naughty, bb!! Wow - you are just getting better and better at this *purrs*

Thank you

[marchia43.livejournal.com]

Thanks for your kind words....
I must say that I started out writing 400 words, then this at 900 words and next it is something with 1501 words, after that it 1752 after that i's 2277!
AND I have a piece which is currently 3000 words and rising! Blimey