Best Laid Plans - Part Two

[marchia43]

Best Laid Plans – part two

Author: Marchia43

Character/Pairing: Sam/Dean

Summary: Sam and Dean decide to try spanking one more time.

Implement: Hand

Author’s notes/warnings: Spanking (obviously)

Written for the SPN_Spankings summer challenge.

Team: Erotic

Word Count: 1834

Rating: 15

BETA: NONE – all mistakes are my own.



“Dean” I shout from the bedroom.

“What” he yells back from the living room.

“Come here!” I command

“Why?”

“Because I said so, you moron!” I shout laughingly.

I know he is watching the game downstairs and hates to be interrupted during the match, but I think he will enjoy this.

I wait for a couple of seconds and here him grumble, but obediently he trudges up the stairs and after a couple of seconds he comes in through the bedroom door.

“Now what was so important I need to….” Dean stutters to a physical and vocal stop. I sit there feeling amused and watching his face as he sees me sitting on the bed totally naked.

“Oh Sammy,” he chortles “does Sammy want some loving?” he laughs.

“Nope.”

“Nope?” he queries, looking at me in bewilderment.

“No, I want us to try the spanking thing again” I say.

I watch as he blushes and gulps.

“Ah, are you sure about that?” he asks, “Remember last time…”

“Yep and until it went wrong I was kind of enjoying it, so I thought we could try again” I look up at him pleadingly.

Dean walks into the room and stands in front of me and then kneels so we are at eye level. He looks straight at me and says

“But I don’t want to hurt you again, last time…”

“Last time you got carried away and also it wasn’t something we had talked about so I was a bit shocked. This time I’m ready and waiting big boy!” I laid back and wriggled up the bed, “Get your clothes off then!”

I can see the indecision in his beautiful eyes. I rub my bare foot up his jeans and rub gently against the bulge; I knew would be there. I know he wants this, hell I liked it at the start last time, he just needed some encouragement to try again and I know it will be great.

I see the glimmer of lust in his eyes and I know I’ve won; he’s so unbelievably easy to read. I’d never mention this to him though.

With a grace he doesn’t know he possesses he takes off his clothes in super quick time. He picks them up from the floor and chucks them on the chair in the corner of the room. I marvel at his super sleek body as he turns towards me and walks towards the bed. He has a body that has been toned by years of hard training, he’s not as muscular as me but his body is very sleek with little fat – he’s too lazy to go to the gym and often says that he gets enough exercise at home!

I marvel at the fact that we found each other three years ago. I mean, obviously we’ve been brothers all my life but the change to becoming lovers happened just over three years ago and although it was hard to start with I love how I can put my hands anywhere on him without recourse; I can lick him to orgasm in 30 seconds flat or drag it out for around an hour.  We can walk down the street, where we’ve lived for the past two years and everyone knows he’s mine.

I love him and more importantly I know he loves me.

So after that disastrous last attempt at spanking I decided to Google search safe practices and other peoples experiences of spanking and I think I know why we went wrong the last time, I decided we should try again and tonight was the night.

As he clambers onto the bed I squirm over to reach the bedside table.

“Right,” I say,  “so we need this and this.”

I reach into the drawer and pull out the small towel and the small tub of cream for afterwards.

“What’s the towel for?”

I look back at him and say, “You sit on the towel and spank me, do it right and I’ll probably come. Dumbass!”

I can see him light up at that and then he looks at the cream and says, stupidly in my opinion. “What’s that for?”

“Oh god Dean, will you think for a minute? It’s going to hurt, my ass is probably going to sting so use the bloody cream after to stop it stinging!” I snort.

He looks guiltily at me and I know he is on the verge of backing out. For all my life Dean’s role has been to protect me and to deliberately hurt me is such a foreign thing to him that I know he feels he can’t do it.

“You’ve done it before Dean and I did like it!” I remind him gently.

“You’ll tell me if I hurt you?” he asked.

“Of course.” I promise.

I can see his erection has gone down, so I sit back up on the bed and wrap my arms around him. I twist his head around and gently kiss him while running one of my hands up and down his arms.

“You won’t hurt me.”

He twists towards me and leans in for a harder kiss. I start to lean back, dragging him with me as we continue to kiss vigorously.  As I lay down on the bed with Dean on top of me I can feel his heart beat under my palm on his chest and it is racing. I quickly turn my head to the side and kiss the side of his neck, Dean has started to pant, which I know means he is starting to get turned on. I start to feel the anticipation rise within me and the blood rushes to my cock, which is trapped between our bodies. I can feel his erection poking into my side.

“Oh god.” Dean pants straight into my ear. “I really love you.”

“I know.”

I am desperately humping him as he is rubbing himself up against me. I am starting to feel lightheaded and gently push at him to move back before I come. He quickly blows into my ear, which he knows turns me on so quickly, and then licks a stripe up my neck to my ear. 

“Dean, Dean, stop.” I order.

“Why?”

“I want you to spank me.”

“You’re sure?” he checks one more time.

“Come on and do it!”  I snort. “Just spread the spanking around my ass and avoid my back, it should be fine.”

I get up so I am kneeling on the bed and Dean gets into position sitting on the edge of the bed and he puts the towel on the floor underneath him.

Suddenly I’m nervous. Why? I have no idea. I calmly think it’s because this is new, it’s something I have been hurt with in the past (albeit unintentionally), and also there is the real possibility that this won’t work and I will hate it. However I have promised Dean this so I decide to keep going on.

Dean looks at me pleadingly, I feel that he is trying to get me to change my mind and drop this. I crawl over the bed, kiss him quickly and place myself over his knees. Suddenly I can feel myself start to hyperventilate and shout at myself to calm down! I can feel the muscles in his leg jerking as I settle myself over his legs. I deliberately place myself so my cock is dangling between his legs. 

“You ready?”

“Yes” I say unwaveringly.

Suddenly THWACK! His hand has come down and slapped my left cheek. I grunt at the shock and slight pain of it reaches my consciousness.

“You ok?”

“Yes, keep going.”

THWACK! His hand hits my right cheek; again I feel the stinging and pain worse than before. I grunt again and subconsciously have tried to squirm away. He gently rubs his hand across my ass.

“I don’t know if I can do this Sam.”

“You can and you will. I love you.” I say through clenched teeth.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Variations of spanks spread over my cheeks are laid down, varying in strength, speed and placement. I’m starting to feel disappointed, all I can feel is pain, I start to worry that I won’t get what I want out of this, and neither will Dean. I can feel that his erection has wilted and he is starting to sweat.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! More spanking and variation happens and I am desperately trying to squirm my way out of this. THWACK! Finally he manages to land one across both cheeks and as I feel the pain ratchet up from mildly stinging to pain, I feel the brief flicker of excitement. 

Dean continues to spank me and I raise my right hand and put my palm on his chest, he is panting and shaking and I swiftly realize this is not because he is unhappy or stressed, it’s because he is turned on! 

“Oh god.” I hear “Sammy” he breathes.

“Unngh.” Is about all I can manage at the moment. The pain is rising almost in time to the way my cock is firming up.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Dean varies the spanks and suddenly one of his hands slips on my sweating body and slides down between my cheeks and his fingers brush against my balls. I was so turned on I could barely speak.

“De… Dea….” I grunt, desperately trying to warn him that I’m close.

Dean quickly puts an arm around me and lifts me just a couple of inches off his legs, enough so he can fit his hand between us. He grabs my cock tightly and quickly tugs me a couple of times. My whole body tenses and with my cock pressed against his hand and leg I shoot my load. My body spasms against his, each time bringing forth several bursts of come. It was the hardest and longest orgasm of my life.

Placidly I watch as my come splatters against his leg, the bed and the towel on the floor, there is so much of it you’d think I hadn’t come in weeks.

With my ass still stinging, I get off his legs and kneel before him. I look up at him reverently and quickly grab his hard cock in my hand.

He jerks in surprise and says, “No Sam, you don’t have to do that.”

“I want to.” I say as I lick a stripe up his red-hot, rock hard cock to the crown and gently tease the slit. Dean’s hands quickly grab my head and entangle themselves in my hair, gripping it tightly. I know he loves playing with my hair so I kind of ignore him and get back to giving him the blowjob of his life.

So there I am on my knees in front of the love of my live, with my ass stinging, kneeling in my own come, with my head stinging and giving Dean a blowjob – could our lives get any better than this?

FINISH