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Dean awoke with face squashed into his pillow and lumpy yet comfy mattress underneath him. What the hell was he dreaming off last night – how fucked up was that.
Dean opened his eyes with a moan and then he saw his brother sat on the edge of the other bed, knees to his chest, arms wrapped around them and he was rocking back and forth whispering "I'm sorry" over and over.
"Sammy what's the matter" Damn his head hurt, he turned his head to try and get a better view of Sam when he saw the blood stain on his pillow 'what the hell' he thought. He tried to get up when he finally noticed his hands were tied above his head to the headboard and his ankles were tied to each side of the bed and his was naked "what the hell" 'o crap' Dean thought. He looked back at Sam who was now silently crying. "Sammy what is going on? Are you ok?"
"ahhh sleeping beauty is finally awake!"
"Dad, what are you doing?"
John sat on the edge of Dean's bed and began to run his hand up Deans back. "Time for part 2 Dean, now buddy, I want you to be honest with me so I don't hurt you too much…Are you a virgin? And I mean with guys not with girls"
"What?" Dean whispered as he tried to move away from his Dad.
"Well whilst you were out, Sam and I had a chat and he informed me he knows all about sex with girls but he got a little bit hot under the collar when I mentioned guys"
Dean stared at his brother in shock…what did that mean...for him
"So I will repeat the question, are you a virgin?"
No answer came; Dean was trying to process everything in his head. He was starting to panic
"Dean?"
Dean looked at his Dad
"Have you ever had anything shoved up your ass son?"
"n.n. " Dean breathed, he answered no that he hadn't been with a guy before and no don't do what your about to, although he didn't know what hell would happen next.
"Thanks for being honest with me Dean, I'll make this as gentle as possible for you" John replied still rubbing Dean's back "now I was a little harsh before. I need you to follow my rules completely. Do you understand?" Dean nodded "good, on your knees, ass in the air"
"Christo" Dean replied quickly and in a panic. It was only last month he was sat on the sofa with his dad whilst he taught him about demons, it was new to them so he didn't know much, he knew they were evil sons of bitches that possessed people and right now his dad looked possessed. He wouldn't do this to his own son, would he? His dad had taught him that demons hate holy water and salt, but if you have none to hand – which Dean didn't currently being tied up, announcing the lords name in Latin usually did the trick. So he went for it. "Christo, Christo, Christo" Dean shouted pulling his wrists trying to break the rope that held him bound but all it really did was cut into his skin. He stopped with a hiss.
"I'm not a demon Dean, but well done for remembering our little conversation the other week" John said lifting Dean's hips into the air "now I nipped out and brought a few items for part 2 of our little education for Sam, let me show you the first thing" John pulled out the ball gag. Dean's eye widened. Sam started crying louder. "boys calm down, it's just for our neighbours, this way Dean can scream as much as he wants into this and it will be muffled compared to a piece of fabric"
"Why would Dean scream?" Sam questioned
Without answering John shoved the ball into Dean's mouth and tightened the straps behind his head so tight the edges were beginning to rub into the corners of Dean's mouth.
"Just be glad you won't be using your mouth tonight Dean, we could be showing Sammy what a blow job is" a whimper came from Dean and John turned to Sam "that's when someone uses their mouth to do wonderful things to your dick Sammy. I think Dean's done enough for one night" John leans over to Dean and whispers in his ear "besides you will need that mouth for when you need to make some extra cash huh Dean?" Dean stopped breathing at this, no his Dad didn't know "what? You didn't think I knew what you were doing to get the extra cash?" John leans closer so Sam couldn't hear. Just a private conversation between John and his eldest "I arrived early from the hunt last month. Went to a bar for a drink. What do I see in the ally… My boy on his knees."
With a load and powerful smack to Deans ass John turns to Sam. "So Sam sex with a boy, I wouldn't know I've never done it so we are learning together hear Sam, figured its best you know all areas. Come stand here with your old man."
Sam slowly stands and walks towards John, he couldn't not look at his brother body as walked past, Deans hands folded into fists bound by tight rope that was now creating horrible burns on his wrists, his head buried into a pillow so no one could see his face, his chest was lay flat on the bed to give him the comfiest position, then the rest of his body looks distorted. His body rises into the air, his stomach is moving at a fast pace showing how fast he is breathing, and his naked bum is raised high with his flaccid Penis dangling in between his spread legs, bent at the knee where a rope connects each leg to the side of the bed. When Sam stands next to John they are looking at Dean Ass on. From this angle all you can see is his pale cheeks – with Johns hand print on the left buttock from when John had just slapped Dean, Dean pink little hole was visible in between his butt cheeks as well as his balls and dick. Sam stood with his head down as he didn't want to view his brother from this angle.
His head quickly shot up when he heard a swoosh, a hard slap and petrifyingly loud muffled scream. Sam looked to see an angry red strip across his brother's buttocks and his father holding his belt in his hand
"Dad what are you doing? Dean hasn't done anything wrong!?" he went to grab the belt of John but John moved the belt away.
"Remember when you were kids, how did I used to punish you for doing something wrong Sam?"
"You spanked us, but Dean hasn't done anything wrong. This is sick. This is all my fault because I couldn't keep my mouth shut. Your taking advantage of the situation playing this sick game" Sam said now looking at his Dad
"I'm doing this for you Sam. Spanking is considered foreplay amongst some people" with that he whipped his belt across Dean's ass, again causing another anguished scream.
"Stop this, this isn't sexy, this isn't hot or sexual"
Another swipe, another heart wrenching scream
"this is sick"
2 hit more hits, an excruciatingly long howl of pain
"Dad stop!"
This continued until Sam's voice with sore from protesting, Johns arm throbbed, and Dean had collapsed on the bed, Ass and thighs red raw even bruising was appearing under the strips that had broken the skin.
John cleared the sweat from his forehead "Dean, arse in the air. Who told you to put it down" with his muscles shaking Deans ass rose back into the air.
