Date: Mon, 6 Apr 2020 11:08:59 +0000 (UTC)
From: corpusdawg88@aim.com
Subject: Simon Said Part Three

Supernatural fanfic, belongs in celebrity


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Simon Said Part Three

   Dean s hands were shaking.

From fear or nervousness, he wouldn't be able to say. He knew there were a
lot of things he had no choice about. He couldn't hit this kid, he couldn't
try to make a break for it. He couldn't yell for help or try to call
Sammy. He had to stay in this room and not try to leave. Everything else
though was of his own will.

Of sorts.

He had never been so turned on before in his life. Not when he was 15 and
had finally figured out that a smile and a nod could get him laid just as
fast as talking to them. That summer he had screwed every broad he could
find. And instead of quenching his desire, it just made him want
more. There was a point where Dean was fucking two different girls a
day. One in the afternoon usually picked up around the local swimming pool
or wherever they had ended up that week. Another that night usually found
hanging out at a bowling alley with some friends, him being the hot ass,
new kid who seemed very sure of himself. He had almost worn his dick to a
nub that summer, and it was nothing to what he was feeling right now.

His fingers curled around the elastic waist of the kid s underwear. He felt
the warmth from his skin as he knelt in front of the boy. He had agreed to
do anything he was OK with if the kid would just get him off. And since he
wasn't allowed to get himself off, he had traded away everything to get
this kid to help him out. Now if only Dean s heart would stop beating like
it was about to explode.

 You ready? , the kid asked looking down at the nude Winchester kneeling at
his feet. Just the sight of the well-muscled hunter looking up at him with
real pleading in his eyes it just made this all the better.

 I've never done this with a guy before, Dean said.

 I'll try to go slow .do it!

It couldn't a mental command, but Dean responded just the same. He slowly
pulled down the kid's underwear over his hips. The kid had a good-sized
wiener for a guy his size. As Dean brought the cloth over it he saw it was
easily 8 with a thick bush of dark blond pubes around the base. It was
swollen just as Dean s was. The head looked red from growing anticipation.

Dean tried not to look at the dick but it was right in front of his face
and it was kinda big. The kid stepped out of the drawers and Dean started
to stand up. He felt a hand touch his shoulder and hold him down.

 Look at it

Dean gulped and looked at the cock straight on. He half expected to feel
nauseous or disgust, but it was just a dick, like any other dick he had
seen. It couldn't gross or making him want to wretch like he thought he
would. It was just another body part.

 Touch it

Dean looked up at the kid again, his eyes locking with the kids to see if
there was a way out of this. But from the grim smile on the punk's face,
this was the only way. Dean touched the base with a fingertip lightly. It
was warm and hard, it jerked slightly from the touch and Dean pulled back
his hand like it had teeth.

 Grab it

Dean sighed and closed his eyes. He reached outwards and felt his hand
engulf the warm penis. It was soft and he could feel it throb with the
kid's heartbeat. It was just like holding his own cock but only thinner.

 Come on make it feel good

Dean moved his hand to the shaft. His fingers felt some wetness around the
head and Dean realized the kid was leaking precum. He moved his hand back
down its length again, the entire time trying to think of something
anything else.

 Open your eyes

Dean opened it and saw his hand stroking the kid's cock. He could see his
eyes close slightly every time he got near the tip. The kid was loving
it. And Dean wished it was his own.

 OK come on .now do me

He laughed as Dean kept stroking, You re going to have to do way better
than that. You aren't even trying

Dean gripped the shaft harder and started to move the length with a little
more speed. The kid gasped and pulled back slightly and Dean stopped. He
was hurting the kid and he couldn't do that.

 Too rough, the kid says, You need some lube

 Do I look like I got lube? , Dean said gesturing around his naked form.

 Then try something else, and the kid sat on the edge of the bed.

Dean sat there staring at the kid for a second and then it hit him, Oh fuck
no! And Dean stood up, I ain't putting that in my mouth

 OK, the kid said leaning back slightly, starting to stroke his own dick
slowly, But I can get myself off, remember?

Dean saw the kid s hand move up and down in a deliberate rhythm. Just the
thought of how that felt made Dean s balls ached. The longer he stood there
complaining, the worse the desire to get off became. He shifted from one
foot to another and then finally exploded, Fine but just to get it wet

The boy sat up eagerly as Dean went to his knees, kneeling in between the
youth s legs. He stared at the cock for a second, trying to summon the
courage to do this. He felt his own cock twitch again and a moan escaped
from the base of his throat. He leaned forward and grabbed the dick. The
boy held his breath as Dean s mouth went closer and closer. Dean stuck his
tongue out, the very tip of it slid down the side of the shaft. It tasted
slightly saltier than normal flesh and warmer. He didn't throw up and get
the feeling he had to hurl. Licking the other side he made sure there was
more than enough spit to coat the kid's cock.

 Go down, the kid said putting his hands through Dean s hair and leading
face down the shaft. Dean turned his head to the side and felt the length
of the enlarged member slide across his tongue. He brought it back up
again, the tip sliding around the sensitive head.

 Oh god, that s incredible, the kid said throwing back his head. You like
the taste of it

Dean was about to say he surely didn't when he realized he did. It couldn't
so bad. He swirled his tongue around the tip again, gathering up some of
the precum in his mouth. He went down the length a few more times, making
sure it was covered in saliva and per-ejaculation. Then gripping it again
he moved his hand down the whole length, making the boy moan again in
ecstasy.

Dean moved his hand up and down, pumping the cock like it was his
own. Maybe it was because he was so horny or maybe because it was the only
power he had left, but Dean felt a thrill of desire every time he heard the
kid moan out. He started to adjust his grip and hit the spots where he
reacted, really trying to get the kid to cum.

 Come on, Dean said through gritted teeth, pumping the whole shaft, again
and again, You like that?

 Oh god .more! , the kid was lying backward now on the bed, hand over his
face as he just gave in to the feeling. Dean moved forward a bit, moving
closer in-between the legs to get a better hold. The boy wrapped his legs
around Dean s back and held him tight. The holding his head up the kid
grabbed Dean s face and started to move it down towards his staff.

Dean resisted for a second, You know what I want

Dean stopped stroking and let the kid lower his face downwards. He extended
his tongue again and felt the shaft pulse under it. He went to lick the
length again but as he moved the kid held Dean s face still and guided the
tip into his mouth. Dean tried to jerk back but knew that he could
seriously bite the kid if he was too hard. Instead, Dean felt the tip move
past his tongue and start to slide into his mouth. Dean's mouth closed
around the swollen cock slowly, his mouth filling with its length as the
kid started to piston it out and then back in again.

He felt the tip move across his tongue and towards his throat. He was
frozen in shock and indecision on what to do next. Dean Winchester had a
cock in his mouth and he didn't know how to feel about that. The boy kept
guiding Dean s mouth over his cock said, Use your tongue more

Almost without thought Dean s tongue started to swirl around the teenager s
cock. He felt the pulse from it and started to salivate. Not knowing what
to do Dean swallowed, tasting the precum go down his throat. It did taste
good. And Dean put his hands on either side of the boy s waist and started
to apply suction.

He fell back on the bed again and Dean felt the same sense of power as he
started to move up and down the whole length. Licking the fat tip as he
pulled it all the way back and then moving his mouth all the way down. The
boy was making all sorts of moans and Dean took everyone as a
compliment. This was turning him on somehow knowing he could make this kid
squirm like this. He went at I, covering his teeth with his lip sand
licking the whole span of the kid s cock again and again.

Dean felt his dick throb even more as he knelt there sucking his cock. The
kid moved his legs apart and said, Lick my balls

Again not a mental order, Dean still pulled the cock out of his mouth,
hearing the wet slap as the meat smacked up against the kid's abs, and put
started to lick the kid's huge balls. The boy threw his head back and
forth, crying out as Dean kept licking and sucking the tender ballsac. The
boy put his hands back to Dean s head and held his head down there as he
bucked his ass up, trying to get more and more into Dean s mouth.

Dean kept licking and sucking, the desire of the kid making him hot as
hell. The kid kept pushing Dean s head lower and lower. Dean felt the
bottom of the ballsac and then the space between the ass and cock. He
licked and nibbled at the flesh, the kid panting out, More come harder

Dean kept stroking the kid's tender skin with his tongue when the kid
pushed his head even lower. Dean stopped cause he was close to the kid's
ass. But as he pulled back he felt the pressure hold him there, Keep going

It wasn't an order and this time Dean hesitated.

 Keep going or I am not doing a thing to you

Dean closed his eyes and cursed. He saw the ass ring in front
 of him. It was so small and tight. Dean moved the cheeks out of the way
and saw the slight ring of hair around the opening. It didn't smell as bad
as he thought he shook his head, knowing there was nothing else to
do. Closing his eyes Dean stuck his tongue out, feeling the tip move
against the boys unyielding sphincter. The kid moaned even louder as Dean
licked around the hole, feeling it pulse slightly each time the teenager s
dick throbbed.

 Put it in, the kid panted, Put it inside me

Dean pulled the cheeks back even more and pushed his tongue into the kid's
ass. He felt the muscle tighten in shock against the invader. Dean pushed
and moved the tip against it, feeling each tiny movement as it tightened
and then opened slightly each time. They sat there and fought for almost a
minute. Dean s tongue probing the kid s ass, trying to batter its way into
the hole. This was hot in a way too. Something about taking this kid s ass,
forcing his way into it somehow the struggle was erotic and Dean s cock
dribbled even more.

Finally, the kid gasped as Dean s tongue burst through the rigid muscle. He
felt the warms walls of his walls grip around his tongue. The boy was
gripping the side of the bed as Dean kept forcing it further and further
in. The kid s ass was completely violated now. He tongue fucked him for all
he had. Each thrust produced a small gasp of shock and pleasure from
him. Dean moved the teenager s legs over his shoulders so he could get even
further in. His ass was off the bed now, Dean s fleshy digit pushing as far
in as he could.

 Oh god, the kid gasped, Oh god .stop stop !!

Dean wasn't stopping shit. He had this kid ready to blow and he wanted to
see it. He wanted to see this kid blow his load all over his smooth
stomach. He wanted to know what it felt like to have the walls of his ass
squeeze and grip his tongue like a vice as he was spewing boy juice all
over himself. He wanted to make this kid scream.

 Stop!

And Dean stopped.

It was a command this time, and Dean obeyed instantly. Dropping the kid s
legs to his sides he pulled back, breath heaving as he realized he was
covered in sweat. He was really going to town on that kid.

 Jesus, the punk said trying to sit up, That was...fuck you re incredible

 Why did you make me stop then?

 You almost made me cum shit that was fucking insane

 Isn't that the point? I get you off and you get me off?

 Oh yeah but not like that, the kid said catching his breath.

 So now what? , Dean asked looking down at his gargantuan hard-on.

 Now, now it's your turn

The kid smiled and patted the space next to him on the bed.

Dean took a deep breath and joined him.