Summary: Sam went missing when he was 22. When the yed came for him Sam was hurt and lost his memory. Now a couple years down the road Dean and Eliot have been hunting together and searching for Sam. They are both determined to ignore the attraction they feel both thinking the other is straight. Following a lead they finally find Sam only to have Sam not only show no signs of recognition but Sam is clearly attracted to them both.
"Clearly this was a bad idea" Eliot sighs. Leaning back against the bar he sips his beer and continues to scan the packed club. Spotting a twink watching
Dean he shrugs off the urge to warn him off. It's not like I have a claim on him. If Dean wasn't straight.. Biting off another sigh at the reminder he goes back to scanning the crowd.
Dean snorts his agreement. "We'll stay as long as it takes. We couldn't find a pink elephant in this crowd much less Sam if he wants to stay hidden" Dean can feel the heat of Eliot standing near him and takes a long drink to distract himself. Gotta find Sam. Nothing can come before finding Sam. Besides Eliot is straight...
"What if it isn't him?" Eliots quite question brings back Deans own doubts and he clenches his jaw to keep from snapping at him. "We'll keep looking. He cant hide from us...forever." Deans voice trails off in a whisper.
"What? What's wrong?" Eliot asks. Following Deans stunned view his jaw drops. "Sam.."
Sam is feeling very..frisky. He can feel the moon calling. Part hatred, part reverance. He hates the control it has over him, the moon heat driving
him to dance closer to the man in front of him even as he scans the crowd. He knows this won't go beyond one dance, the man wasn't really his type
and the pull wasn't strong enough that he couldn't walk away yet. The song ends and Sam turns away. The heat was buildng in him and he gives himself over to the beat of the song, rolling his hips, sliding his hands up his body and through his hair. Scanning the crowd he finds himelf staring into the greenest eyes he's ever seen.
I know that you've been waiting for it
I'm waiting too
In my imagination I'd be all up on you
I know you got that fever for me
Hundred and two
And boy I know I feel the same
My temperature's through the roof
He watches as another man leans over and whispers something to green eyes. Alone they are both sexy as hell but together... Sam bites his lip to hold
back a moan. He can feel the moon heat building, feel the alpha in him rising up and starts dancing with intent. He wants them and he is gonna have them.
Touch my body
Put me on the floor
Wrestle me around
Play with me some more
Touch my body
Throw me on the bed
I just wanna make you feel
Like you never did.
Sam slides his hands over his body as he rolls his hips. Turning he keeps dancing, let's his hips rock and sway to the beat. He can practically feel their eyes on him.
Let me wrap my thighs
All around your waist
Just a little taste
Touch my body
Know you love my curves
Come on and give me what I deserve
Sam turns back, sucking his bottom lip in and biting down gently as he tilts his head in invitation. The alpha in him feels a surge of satisfaction as they
both stand and start towards him. He can see them whispering to each other as they come and wonders if they are a couple, wonders if that was
gonna have them backing out on him.
Boy you can put me on you
Like a brand new white tee
I'll hug your body tighter
Than my favorite jeans
I want you to caress me
Like a tropical breeze
And float away with you
In the Caribbean Sea
Sam gives a small hum of pleasure when they both press in close, one hand going around green eyes' back, the other reaching back to find a hip and tugging them both closer. Green eyes leans in closer "I'm Dean" Sam wonders at the intense look in his eyes as he waits for a response. "Sam"
Turning his head he raises an eyebrow and wonders at the look of wry amusement "Eliot"
Touch my body
Put me on the floor
Wrestle me around
Play with me some more
Sam feels their hands moving over his body, guiding and caressing. He wishes he could pull off his shirt, tear off their clothes, and feel them skin to skin.
Throw me on the bed
I just wanna make you feel
Like you never did.
Touch my body
Sam feels them pressing closer, their hands growing firmer, can feel himself growing hard under thier touch.
Let me wrap my thighs
All around your waist
Just a little taste
Sam leans down, lips ghosting up Deans neck as he breaths in his scent. Why does it feel like I should know this? Biting gently on his earlobe Sam gives it a light tug, the little gasp of arousal pulling a low growl of pleasure from him.
Know you love my curves
Come on and give me what I deserve
And touch my body.
Eliots hand fists in his hair as he pulls back, tugging his head back, his lips kissing and nibbling up his neck and when Dean leans up to suck a mark on the other side of his neck Sam can't hold back a moan of pleasure. Having both their mouths on him tempting him to rip their clothes away then and there.
I'm gonna treat you like a teddy bear
You won't wanna go nowhere
In the lap of luxury
Baby just turn to me
You won't want for nothing boy
I will give you plenty
Sam presses in closer, grinding forward into Dean, rocking back against Eliot. They both grip his hips tighter, grinding hard against him and Sam let's
go. His head titled back he gives himself up to them, craving their mouths on his skin, their hands on his naked body. He wants them inside him. Wants to taste them. Wants to be filled.
Touch my body
Put me on the floor
Wrestle me around
Play with me some more
Touch my body
Sam feels hands in his hair tugging him into a kiss and moans.
Throw me on the bed
I just wanna make you feel
Like you never did.
Touch my body
Another mouth bites sharply on his neck making Sam gasp into the kiss. Eliot bites his way along Sams neck, leaving his mark again and again, each sting shooting pleasure through him.
Let me wrap my thighs
All around your waist
Just a little taste
Touch my body
Sams hips rock faster between them, the need in him growing wilder, tempting him to take them both right there.
Know you love my curves
Come on and give me what I deserve
And touch my body.
Eliot drags his head back by the hair, lips pressed to his ear "We've got a room near-by"
Sam gives a slight nod "Let's get out of here"
Sam is released only to have Dean drag him down by the hair and kiss him roughly, biting and sucking his bottom lip. "Let's go." Trembling in anticipation the three of them walk out into the night.
TBC?
This is just something that came to me. I haven't decided if I'll keep up with it. Beyond the obvious, cause no way is my dirty mind stopping there lol. But I haven't decided if I'll keep on with it, flesh things out a bit, maybe try to explain some things. Guess that will depend on if people want more or not...