Bite
Taken
Dean lay back against Sam’s broad chest, his head tipped to loll against Sam’s shoulder, his ass split open on Sam’s cock, rammed balls-deep within him. He could just barely hold it together with Sam keeping still inside him, but all too soon the big alpha’s fingers tightened on his hips and he began to move, setting a slow pace that was still too much for Dean to take. He couldn’t stop the whimper that tore from his throat as that big, needy cock shifted restlessly inside him, stretching his ass wide open.
Sam pulled out just far enough to give Dean a moment of relief before sliding back in, sheathing his cock in Dean’s ass with a deep groan of satisfaction. Internal muscles that Dean had never had to consider before tensed involuntarily, flexing around Sam’s cock as it pulled out again, dragging a moan from Sam’s lips as Dean’s abused, virgin hole caressed his shaft. Another blessed moment of relief, and then Sam was thrusting back inside him, filling him so full he didn’t know how he could take it, a sob of utter defeat bursting from Dean’s chest as the realization set in that this torment wasn’t going to end anytime soon. Sam pulled out yet again and Dean’s ass tightened in response, his own traitorous body straining to keep that thick cock lodged firmly inside him. Sam thrust back in and Dean’s chest heaved, panting as he tried to keep his muscles relaxed, willing them to accept the intrusion without resistance. As much as Dean wanted to rebel, he had to admit that if he stayed still and didn’t fight back it didn’t hurt nearly as much when Sam sheathed himself to the hilt. Tears of anger and embarrassment slid down Dean’s cheeks as Sam growled his approval, his cock twitching as Dean’s ass fluttered and tensed around it. “So good, baby… It feels so good,” he moaned, and Dean’s belly tightened, heat flooding him at the praise even as he hated the way his muscles’ involuntary spasms were pleasuring Sam’s cock, all against his will. He didn’t want the big alpha to enjoy this, but it was obvious from his delirious whimpers and growls that Dean was driving Sam wild. Dean’s own traitorous cock twitched with every wanton sound that tore from Sam’s throat, riding high and tight against Dean’s belly, rock-hard and aching with desire. Sam pulled out and thrust in, out and in, keeping up that slow, languid rhythm, his whole body trembling with the effort of holding back. Dean realized the alpha was trying hard to minimize his discomfort, and he felt a rush of gratitude even as his belly twisted with fury and shame. “Want you to like it, too,” Sam muttered brokenly, dipping his head to kiss and lick the bite marks on the side of Dean’s neck again. Dean barked out a humorless laugh. “Not going to happen, Sam,” he growled, the low, angry sound abruptly breaking off into a high-pitched yelp as Sam reached around and fisted his cock in a big, calloused hand. Desperate whimpers and moans of pleasure tore from Dean’s throat as Sam expertly stroked his cock, his hand keeping up the same lazy rhythm as his own cock slowly fucking in and out of Dean’s helplessly quivering ass. Sam’s chest was slick with sweat, his whole body trembling as he fought to maintain control. Dean felt overwhelmed by the unlikely care and consideration Sam was trying to give him even as he was forcibly taking him against his will. He could feel his climax building in spite of his pain and humiliation, his balls tightening, his cock responding eagerly to every firm tug of Sam’s hand, slicked with his own pre-cum. Dean threw back his head and whimpered as Sam’s cock twitched deep inside him, the thick shaft growing impossibly harder as Sam teased himself closer to completion with every agonizingly slow, controlled stroke. Dean’s hips bucked, ass clenching around Sam’s cock as he tried to pick up the pace, desperate now for release. Sam let out a dark, wicked chuckle that made Dean’s belly tighten, and gripped his hip to hold him still."Not yet."
His body was overwhelmed with sensation as Sam delayed their climax. Dean whined and squirmed, utterly submissive now, every muscle tensing and fluttering around Sam’s cock as his own cock twitched helplessly in Sam’s fist. Sam’s rhythm finally faltered as his orgasm could no longer be denied. His teeth sank into Dean’s shoulder again as his cock rammed home, filling Dean’s ass completely as he came. Dean’s cock pulsed its own phantom release into Sam’s hand and he yelled out the big alpha’s name as his vision blacked out.
“Sam!”
“I’ve got you, baby.” Sam’s cock gave another stuttering thrust before it finally stilled. “It’s okay...I’ve got you.”