John and Bobby were having buttsecks in a trashy motel when they heard strange noises coming from the room next door where John's boys were staying. Fearing something supernatural, John pulled out of Bobby, ran outside, and pounded on the door.
"Dean! Sammy! Open this door right now!" Bellowed the ill-tempered hunter.
When no one complied immediately, John kicked in the door. Both boys' eyes widened to unbelievable size when they saw their furious father staring at them from the broken doorway.
"What the fuck is wrong with you two?" The elder Winchester demanded, his erection returning.
Sam's cock was in Dean's butt and Dean's cock was nestled in his leather jacket. Before anyone could answer, John shoved his penis in Sam's ass.
"I'll show you buttsecks, boys!" John laughed.
"Yes sir!" They answered simultaneously.
John pounded on the wall, weiner still firmly implanted in his youngest son's anus. "Bobby, get your ass in here!"
Bobby appeared in the doorway immediately. He was naked except for his hat.
"Sam get out of your brother right now! Dean put down that jacket!" John barked. "Bobby- you rape Dean."
The three followed John's orders with another chorus of "Yes sir".
Bobby spit on his hand, rubbed it on his schlong, and entered Dean. Dean was thankful for the lube, as his father didn't usually take such kind measures before a raping.
After John came, he ordered a switch. Dean could only hope his father's stamina was running out after having buttsecksed both his brother and Bobby that evening.
As John's massive love organ entered his behind, Dean knew he was wrong. Dead wrong.
Sammy sighed in relief when Bobby slammed his spit lubed dick into the youngest Winchester's butt.
After finishing up with Dean, John was still horny so he also raped Dean's leather jacket. Then he went out to the parking lot and raped the impala and his own truck.
Sated at last, John joined Bobby in their bed and two older men spooned.
Next door, Sam and Dean cried themselves to sleep in each other's arms.
Fin.