"This round's on me, boys."
The tall Asian woman handed each brother a beer before perching casually on a stool close to their pool table. Sam and Dean looked at each other for a moment, surprised but impressed by her straightforward approach. They lifted their bottles to toast their generous new friend before taking a swig and checking her out.
She was in her early 30s, wore a black leather motorcycle jacket, a red shirt, chunky riding boots, and jeans that were tight enough to show her excellent curves but not so tight as to be a desperate cry for attention. She leaned comfortably back against the wall in a way that did great service to her ample chest and regarded the brothers with a steady gaze.
"I've been watching you for a while, trying to figure you two out," she began, then took a sip from her beer. "There's an intensity between you that gives me the sense that there's something going on here," she waved her finger in a circle to encompass both guys. "You touch a lot for buddies playing pool together. Yet, you're nearly devouring every woman who walks past this table with your eyes." She took another sip and smiled, "You two are a mystery, and I am a sucker for good mystery."
The Winchester brothers looked at each other again, this time with knowing amusement. How many times had they heard a line like that from a woman in a bar? Her next sentence wasn't one they'd heard before.
"One thing I do know is that you two are hunters." That immediately got their rapt attention. "You in Oregon because of the Wendigo?" she continued confidently. "You're a little late. I toasted that bastard last night."
Sam nearly choked on his beer. Who the hell was this woman? They had definitely never heard of a hot, young, Chinese hunter on the circuit.
She smiled at Sam's sputtering and held out her hand to Dean. "My name's May. I only made you because like recognizes like. You two aren't being obvious. There's nothing that screams hunter about you other than the usual aura of danger and violence. And maybe the flannel. None of the civilians would notice." She cocked her head toward the other bar patrons who were mostly ignoring the three hunters. A couple of women looked over jealously at the bitch who'd made a play before they could.
Dean raised his eyebrows, impressed, and his eyes swept over her in a way that showed that it wasn't just her observational skills that had his attention. He smiled his Dean Winchester smile #3, the slanted, knowing one that had most women soaking their panties in seconds.
"I'm Dean Johnson. My choking friend is Sam Young. We're not here about the Wendigo, actually, but glad to hear you handled the evil prick. We're tracking something a little bigger than that, but we think it's moved on." None of their leads on Dick Roman's activities in this area had panned out and they were going to be moving on after a night's sleep.
She raised her eyebrows with an amused expression. "Johnson and Young," she repeated. "I guess that makes me May...Williams." She saluted Sam and Dean with her beer, "For those about to rock..."
Sam's eyes widened and Dean turned to his brother with a 'Can we keep her?' expression.
"Don't let me interrupt your game," she suggested. "I'll play the winner?" She signaled for the waitress and ordered another round of beer, whisky shots, and a glass of water.
The three hunters chatted amiably while Sam and Dean finished their game. The brothers made up a story about how they'd become hunting partners after a demon spree in their hometown, carefully obfuscating their real relationship. May told them her story, also mostly fiction, and then she got up to play Sam, who had been less distracted by the gorgeous Chinese woman's presence and had won the game against Dean easily. She slipped off her jacket to play, revealing slim, muscular shoulders under her red tank top and a large anti-possession tattoo in the middle of her back.
She caught the guys looking at the tat. "You can never be too careful, right?"
Sam and Dean pulled down the collars of their t-shirts to reveal their tattoos in response.
"Speaking of careful..." She pulled a rosary out of her jeans pocket and dropped it in the glass of water she'd ordered, spoke a few sentences blessing in Latin, then took a swig. She handed the glass around to the guys, who each took a sip of the Holy Water.
"All right then."
Dean and Sam pull out silver knives from their jackets and were about to make small incisions on their forearms when they saw May poke her finger with the end of her silver knife hard enough to draw red blood. They looked at each other, then at May, who laughed.
"You guys are hardcore." She held her bleeding finger aloft. "This good enough?"
The Winchesters nodded, embarrassed. Glad not to have to bind bleeding gashes, they proceeded to poke their own fingers to prove their humanity.
The three of them toasted one another with their whisky shots then May took up one of the pool cues and broke.
While Sam and May played, Dean enjoyed the view. His gorgeous brother was well-matched in the game by the newcomer, and Dean loved watching her luscious curves bend and stretch across the table. Sam looked pretty amazing himself. Dean had watched Sam play pool thousands of times, but never with these eyes. Eyes that had seen Sam naked and panting, delirious with pleasure, his feet over Dean's shoulders, crying out Dean's name with each of Dean's deep thrusts. He shifted on his seat as his cock started to respond to that image.
May watched Dean watch her in the mirror and she found herself incredibly flattered but also distracted by that intense scrutiny. It was even more distracting when she noticed the way he watched her opponent, naked desire obvious on his beautiful features. She even noticed him look away suddenly and surreptitiously adjust himself in his jeans. Was he getting hard just looking at them? iJesus./i She botched her next shot as all the blood from her brain flowed straight to her pussy.
May caught Dean's eye several times as the game continued, and each time she met his green eyes with a dark-eyed gaze of similar intensity. There was something about these two that felt familiar, but she would definitely remember if she'd met them before. She just couldn't put her finger on it and decided to just enjoy their company. Sam eventually squeaked out a victory and May shook his hand with a congratulatory smile.
She downed the rest of her beer then looked from one brother to the other.
"So, are you two a thing, or should we all head back to that shitty motel next door where I assume we're all staying, and see what kind of trouble we can get into?"
Dean chuckled gruffly as Sam nearly choked on his beer again.
"Well, darlin', that's a little complicated." He looked to his brother, who nodded his assent, then back at May, giving her the full impact of his charm and desire. "We are a thing, but we'd also like to take you up on your offer of trouble, if you think you could be up for that."
"Sounds hot."
The jealous women at the bar glared at May even harder as the threesome left the bar, though several men let out breaths they didn't even know they'd been holding. The three hunters swayed a little as they made their way across the parking lot back to their one star accommodations.
Sam leaned over to Dean as they walked, whispering in his ear, "Remember how you said this was the bad kind of three-way? And we were never going to do this?"
Sam dodged away from the punch he knew was coming, which made Dean put on an even grumpier look when he muttered, "Shut up, Sammy." Then he chuckled despite himself.
The Winchesters paused in front of their room.
"We've got a king, or would you prefer your room?"
She looked at the rickety staircase leading up to her crappy single room and imagined the three of them crammed into her tiny bed. She smiled. "Yours is great."
They all stepped carefully over the salt lines and into the room. Dean reinforced the lines once the door was closed, and Sam rushed around picking up discarded clothing and tidying a little. May looked around and saw only the mess she had been expecting from two guys sharing a motel room, nothing that set off her finely tuned danger sense. It made her feel better that it looked like they hadn't actually expected to return with company. She exhaled and relaxed a little, slipping the knife she'd been holding back into her jeans.
She slipped off her jacket, fishing a small vial from an inside pocket, then hung it on the back of a chair. She placed the vial on the table then accepted a proffered glass of dark liquor from Dean, who had poured them all drinks. Sam joined them, looking a little flushed from his quick tidying fit, dimples flashing as he also took a glass.
"To new friends." They toasted and sipped.
The guys looked at each other then back at May, not quite knowing what to do next.
She picked up the vial from the table. "This here is a hoodoo tincture. Well, a mixture of hoodoo and Chinese medicine. My grandparents were born in the Caribbean before moving to the US," she explained. "It will give us protection. It clears up any potential infections or disease that we could pass to each other, and it turns out to be damn good birth control," she finished.
The guys stared at her, amazed, and a little suspicious. They definitely knew better than to drink mysterious fluids from strange, hot women.
"I'll take it too. I promise it's safe. A gal's got to protect herself, you know? Now, strip down to your underwear. We need skin to skin contact for this to work."
They all removed their boots, jeans and shirts and stood facing one another. The brothers openly admired May's sensuous curves: abundant breasts, well-displayed in her black lace bra, and shapely hips and thighs. She stared nearly open-mouthed at the hard, muscular display of manhood before her eyes. She'd assumed the guys would be fit based on their occupation, but she's had no idea that under the flannel lay muscles for days.
May gestured Dean forward, placed a drop of the liquid on her tongue, then on Dean's. Then she stepped in to kiss him deeply, pressing her body close to his, his warm skin against hers. He wrapped her in his arms and she slid her hands over the muscled ridges in his back. Her knees went weak as his questing tongue delved deep into her mouth. She would have happily lost herself in that kiss, but came back to her senses as she felt Sam shifting awkwardly next to them.
She broke away reluctantly from Dean's mouth as a sharp, sparking sensation ricocheted through their bodies. Dean flinched and swore, surprised.
"That tingle means it's working," she explained, making Dean laugh as he tried to shake off the pain. May turned to the taller man who looked at the bottle with some trepidation.
She dosed herself with another drop of the liquid, then placed one on Sam's tongue before craning her neck up to meet his mouth. Her arms barely made it across his wide back and she felt herself enveloped in muscular arms that could have wrapped around her twice. His kiss was more tentative than that of his boyfriend, sweet and tender, though there was a clear hint of the passion that underlay it all.
She stepped back, breathless, and brushed her hair out of her eyes as the spell sparked through her again. Sam exhaled sharply and furrowed his brow at the sensation.
"Okay, now you two." She put a final drop on each man's tongue then gestured for them to kiss.
Dean looked deeply into his brother's eyes. Sam looked a little freaked. They had definitely never kissed each other in front of anyone. This was pretty crazy, but clearly May had no idea who they were. They'd never heard of her in hunting circles, so there's no reason why she should have heard of the Winchesters. They were just gay lovers in her eyes. She had no idea they were actually brothers. Besides, who were they to refuse this incredible woman? She was so fucking hot. She was a hunter. She was funny. She liked AC/DC!
Dean stepped toward Sam, grabbed him by the back of his head and pulled him into a deep kiss. His bare chest pressed tightly against his brother's as Sam's muscular arms snaked around him, pulling him tight. Sam was breathing hard and forwent his usual style of gentle kisses building to a sharp intensity, but instead plundered Dean's mouth immediately with his tongue. Sam clearly liked having an audience. Dean returned Sam's kiss hungrily, diving into Sam's hot mouth and grinding his pelvis lightly against Sam's hardening length, losing himself in the perfection that was Dean Winchester kissing Sam Winchester.
A small moan from nearby brought the brothers' senses back to the motel room and their guest. They parted slightly, but Sam's hand remained around the back of Dean's neck, as if he didn't want him to get too far away. May was staring at them, eyes glazed, one finger resting on her bottom lip, mouth slightly open.
"That was So. Fucking. Hot," she sighed.
"The spell didn't..." Sam looked puzzled that he hadn't felt the tincture burning its way through him again.
"Oh, yeah," May looked a little sheepish but not at all regretful. "Mea culpa. We'd already activated the spell. I just wanted to watch you two." She paused and stared openly, her brown eyes darkened even further by lust. "So worth it."
She walked towards Sam then put her arms around his neck and kissed him. Dean moved in tight behind her and kissed over the back of her neck and shoulders. Sam reached down to grab under her ass and lift her up and she responded by wrapping her legs around his waist. He backed up toward the bed then lay down on his back with May on top of him once his knees hit the mattress. Dean climbed onto the bed next to them and the three of them kissed and licked and bit until it was unclear who belonged to which tongue or lips or teeth.
"There's one more thing you should know about the serum," May panted, coming up for air. "You seem like decent-enough guys, but if you try to do anything against my will, you'll lose control of your bowels." She smiled ruefully at their startled expressions.
"We would never..." Sam started to say but May interrupted, placing her fingers against his lips.
"As I said, a gal's gotta look after herself, you know? Going home with 2 strange men from a bar could be considered rather high-risk behaviour." She leaned down and traced the line of Sam's bottom lip with her tongue. "Now, where were we?"
Sam hesitated for a moment, eyes wide, but quickly gave himself back over to the lure of her soft mouth.
Dean sat back, rather pissed off that she hadn't told them all the effects of the serum, but really, he couldn't fault her for taking precautions. He watched his gorgeous brother twining tongues with the busty, Asian beauty then he straddled his brother's legs just behind May, lightly biting and tonguing the back of her neck while tracing the slightly raised lines of her tattoo with his fingertips. When he reached her bra strap he paused before undoing it.
"May I?" he whispered in her ear, before teasing the curved shell with his tongue.
She smiled into Sam's mouth then turned slightly to give Dean a sideways glance. "Please do," she responded.
He unhooked the clasp expertly then slid the straps free of her shoulders. Her beautiful breasts were released and both men sighed. Sam immediately tipped his head up to capture a nipple in his mouth, moaning throatily. Dean twined the fingers of his left hand into Sam's hair, enjoying his younger brother's happy suckling sounds. With the right he cupped May's other breast, savouring the soft weight in his hand, then gently rolling her hardening nipple in his fingertips. She sighed and leaned her head back against his shoulder, grinding her hips lightly against Sam, who was hard underneath her.
Sam released her breast and moved his mouth to the other, nudging Dean's hand away. Dean responded by sliding from behind May to lie beside Sam and wrap his lips around the nipple Sam had abandoned. He could taste his brother's saliva against her sweet skin and it added to the rush of arousal he felt low in his belly as he teased the hard nub with his tongue.
May arched her back and moaned with the sensation of two hot mouths feeding hungrily on her breasts but had to pull away after a minute due to the intensity.
"Too much," she gasped before leaning down to kiss each Winchester in turn.
She continued her kisses down Sam's neck to his chest, tracing the lines of his tattoo with her tongue before moving lower and taking one of his nipples in her mouth. She signaled Dean with her eyes and he latched onto the other pert nub, making Sam thrash and arch under their ministrations. He tapped his hand down on the bed three times in surrender. Chuckling, May and Dean released his nipples with final small licks and kissed their way south on Sam's abdomen.
Sam was having very difficult time breathing as he felt the two hot mouths moving progressively downward. His cock was full to bursting and tented his boxers obscenely. This thing with his brother was new enough that every touch of Dean's tongue was still a revelation. Adding the second mouth to the mix was nearly burning out the pleasure circuitry in his brain. Dean gnawed lightly on Sam's protruding hip bone and May twirled her tongue lightly into his navel, making him gasp and shake. Dean locked his eyes on May and they moved in to kiss one another while they each slid a hand into the waistband of Sam's boxers and slid them down over his hips and off.
May inhaled sharply and swore when she saw the size of Sam's cock free of its constraints. She looked immediately to Dean then down to the significant bulge in his boxer briefs.
She widened her eyes, shaking her head and stated, "For the record, I'm letting you know right now that if you think we're doing a DP scene with those two monsters," she pointed at her front and back doors simultaneously, "you are sadly mistaken. I plan to walk again after this evening."
Dean laughed, charmed yet again by her forthright manner (and obvious knowledge of porn). He looked at his younger brother, hungrily eying that long, lean muscular form before returning his attention to May. "Don't worry. We've got plenty of other options." He kissed her again then the two of them returned their attention to Sam's impressive member.
May wrapped her lips around the tip of Sam's cock while Dean tongued the base, cupping and rolling Sam's balls lightly in his hand. Sam gasped, fisting the sheets tightly when he felt both of their mouths start working on his dick simultaneously. He arched his back against the mattress and helpless mewling sounds escaped his lips. Dean licked his way up the underside of his brother's shaft to twirl his tongue with May's along the tender head. They alternated licking at the tiny slit which had started to leak precome. May moved down to lap at Sam's balls, gently taking one then the other into her mouth and caressing them with her tongue. Dean took over at the head of his brother's cock and slid Sam deep into his mouth, swallowing when he felt Sam hit the back of his throat.
Sam looked down at his older brother who was deep throating him so beautifully. Seeing Dean's plump lips stretched around his dick, Sam felt his balls start to tighten against his body. Dean recognized the sounds Sam was making indicating he was getting very close to losing it and backed off, grabbing the base of Sam's shaft hard to slow things down.
"Not yet, Sammy," he teased. "We need to make sure our guest is served first."
They shifted positions to lie May down on the bed. Sam began kissing her intensely as Dean explored the soft curves of her breasts and belly with his hands. He revelled in her silken skin as he explored every inch of her frame before settling his fingers in the moist heat between her legs. She bent her knees and parted her legs as she felt his fingertips brush over the outer lips of her pussy teasingly. She pressed her hips up into his hand, seeking more pressure. He traced the slick folds gently before sliding one, then two thick fingers inside her.
May moaned into Sam's mouth as she felt herself opened and filled by Dean's digits, which began a slow rhythm in and out. She tilted her pelvis slightly forward to get the knuckle of his thumb pressed up against her clit at exactly the right angle while he fucked her with his fingers. Her moan turned into a sharp cry when she felt his hot, wet tongue replace his thumb against her clit, and she bucked her hips helplessly against his expert mouth. She clenched her hands into Sam's hair and licked into his mouth while Dean twisted and twirled his tongue against her clit. He read her movements instinctively, knowing just when the pressure had become too much on her sensitive nub and backing off, sliding his tongue into her pussy next to his fingers until it was clear she was ready for more. He returned to lick hard, flat strokes against her clit while curving his fingers slightly inside her pussy to hit her sweet spot. The combination of sensations set her off and she came, biting onto Sam's shoulder hard enough to leave a mark as the orgasm tore through her.
May was absolutely quaking and Dean's mouth and chin were dripping with her fluids when he pulled back with a wolfish grin. He licked his plump lips with an exaggerated motion. He lay down beside her and gestured for her to straddle him.
"You taste amazing," he growled. "Now I want to feel you."
She grinned back at him and positioned herself across his hips, lining up his dripping cock with her eager entrance. She slid down, impaling herself in one fast motion that sucked the breath out of both of them. She rocked slowly up and down a few times before raising herself up so only the tip was inside her before dropping down quickly. She did this again and again, pounding Dean's cock against her cervix until he was begging her to slow down. She grinned wickedly then took up a more leisurely pace.
Sam knelt on the bed next to them and kissed May while she rode his brother. He nibbled gently at her kiss-swollen lips as her head dropped back in pleasure. She then pulled at him until he was straddling Dean's chest facing her so she didn't have to contort her neck to continue exploring his mouth. Sam's lovely round cheeks now aimed temptingly at Dean's face. Dean was never one for resisting temptation so he pulled Sam's hips back until his younger brother was sitting on his face, and he parted Sam's cheeks to lick a wet stripe over his asshole. Sam shuddered and groaned in the way that always made Dean lose his mind, so he redoubled his efforts, lapping and swirling his tongue against Sam's tight pucker, slowly working it open to slid his tongue up inside that musky sweetness.
"So. Fucking. Hot." The words came out as a nearly unintelligible, high pitched plea from May's lips as she bounced herself on Dean's cock. Her eyes were hooded and lust blown. She couldn't see exactly what Dean's mouth was doing to Sam, but she could hear the wet slurps and Sam's low moans, and it made her body feel nearly boneless with arousal. She was more turned on than she'd ever been in her life, more turned on than she thought it was even possible to be. She felt like her nerve endings were too busy responding to all that arousal to fire enough to keep her muscles supporting her body. She slumped forward against Sam, pressing her forehead to his broad chest.
When she opened her eyes again, Sam's incredible cock was bouncing below her gaze and she pressed him to lean back a little so she could slide down and take his prick between her eager lips. They stretched obscenely around his huge member and she could only take so much of him in at once. The groans she was making in response to Dean fucking her so thoroughly resonated through Sam's cock, making his noises harmonize with hers as he was worked from both sides by 2 hot mouths. The wet, messy sounds Dean was making as he licked Sam's hole made her pussy quiver and pulse around Dean's shaft. Remembering what that tongue had just done to her and visualizing what it was doing to Sam had her juices overflowing. May slicked up her hand with her tongue then wrapped it around the base of Sam's shaft when she returned the tip of his rod to her mouth.
As May worked Sam's cock with her mouth and hand in tandem, his ass bucked and quivered delectably over Dean's mouth. Dean laved his middle finger - tasting May's pussy on it - and pressed it next to his tongue against Sam's tight pink bud, which was softening beautifully from Dean's ministrations. He slid the finger past the first ring of muscle, then as Sam relaxed, he slid it deep into his brother's tight heat. Sam moaned wantonly and pressed himself back against Dean's hand to get him as deep as possible. After a dozen or so thrusts, he moistened another finger and slid a second into Sam's hole to join the first.
"Fuck yeah, baby boy," he murmured between licks against Sam's hole, more to himself than anyone. "So beautiful the way you open up for me." Dean then slid his tongue between his fingers into Sam's ass as they scissored and stretched him open.
The three hunters moved together as a unit, their timing syncopated as if choreographed to maximize pleasure. Sam was the first to start making more and more desperate noises as his climax came closer, his cock engulfed in May's mouth and his brother's fingers and hot tongue buried deep in his ass.
Sam's moans, as he rode Dean's face and hand, sent electrical pulses deep into Dean's belly, and the tight, wet heat of May's pussy clenching around his cock made him delirious with pleasure.
"Oh, fuck," Dean cried. "Oh, yeah. Oh, God. Fuck. Fuck! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" Dean came, bouncing May hard on his lap, pounding his cock hard into her.
Dean's cries sent Sam right over the edge and he shot hard and hot into May's mouth. She was struggling to swallow the copious load when Dean gasped, "Don't swallow it all." Her eyes flared when she realized why he stopped her - iCould these two get any fucking hotter?/i - and let Sam's semen fill her mouth. She pulled off Sam's cock, some of the come escaping her mouth and dribbling down her chin. Sam slid off Dean's face to collapse beside them, and May leaned in to kiss Dean deeply, pressing the load of Sam's jizz she was holding into Dean's mouth with her tongue.
She got flashes of the not-unpleasant flavour of Sam's ass from Dean's tongue as he twirled it against hers and plundered her mouth, cleaning out every trace of his boyfriend's emission. She opened her jaw wide to let him have access to it all, and he dove and plunged deep with his tongue.
Sam trailed his fingertips against the side of Dean's face, and when Dean opened his green eyes, Sam gestured with his head, then moved to the end of the bed between Dean's legs. Dean pulled May up his body to hold her closer and as he did, his wet cock slid out of her, a small puddle of come forming on his lower belly. Sam's mouth was there immediately, lapping up his brother's juices. When the puddle was gone, Sam sucked Dean's softening dick deep into his mouth, knowing the sensations would be almost too intense for Dean's hyper-sensitized prick, but needing every ounce of his brother inside him. He then turned his attention to May.
May was as shocked as she had ever been when she felt Sam's tongue lapping at the entrance to her pussy then sliding up deep inside her to drink up his boyfriend's fluids. Sam slid her legs over his shoulders then lifted her hips to his mouth, his tongue diving into the depths of her. She had to balance her elbows on Dean's chest as Sam took her on the hottest wheelbarrow ride ever, parting her labia with his fingers then plunging that tongue into her again and again. She was so keyed up that she came again on Sam's tongue, the contractions of her pussy pressing more of hers and Dean's fluids out, which Sam lapped up hungrily. When his tongue had explored every crevice, Sam slowly lowered her back down to the bed and the three hunters collapsed into a sated pile on the mattress.
All three of them dozed for a while in a contented tangle of limbs. After about thirty minutes, May's bladder insisted she rouse herself and she reluctantly disentangled herself from the warm embrace of the two beautiful men. They moved together to fill the space she left in such a tender way, she got a flash of something she should be remembering. She paused for a moment, but when nothing clearer came, she continued with her mission.
When she returned from the bathroom, the guys were lazily kissing and Dean was stroking Sam's lovely cock, which was quickly returning to its very impressive erect state. She watched the two of them together and saw the deep love that was so evident along with the passion they felt for one another. It was really moving. And oh so hot. She felt another flutter of something in her brain, but it stayed just out of her grasp.
Sam saw her standing at the foot of the bed and gestured for her to return to rejoin their embrace. She felt almost shy to interrupt their intimacy, but their welcoming smiles and obviously eager bodies were too much to refuse. She knelt on the bed and crawled up toward the men, first kissing Sam, then Dean, then Sam, then Dean, then Sam and Dean and she was lost in those beautiful mouths again.
Sam trailed his kisses onto her shoulder then moved until he was kneeling behind her. He kissed and nibbled at her shoulder blades and ran his tongue along the small bumps of her spine down to the small dimples above her tailbone. He ran one massive hand over her round ass then down between her legs to the moist heat of her pussy. He stroked up and down her slit enjoying how quickly she got so wet from his touch. She moaned and dropped down onto her elbows, ass high in the air, opening herself to his talented caresses. He pressed his knuckle against her clit until she moaned and ground back against the pressure. When she was nearly whimpering with pleasure, he slid two long fingers from his other hand into her pussy. May gasped and fucked her hips back against Sam's hand. He bit her shoulder again, then slid his fingers out of her, slicked up his cock with her juices then slowly sank into her, inch by inch.
"Oh, yeah," Sam and May sighed simultaneously.
Dean kissed May as Sam speared her on his massive cock, then he slid away to move to the end of the bed behind Sam, after grabbing a small bottle from the nightstand. He admired the muscles in his younger brother's back as Sam thrust into May's willing pussy, alternating between slow measured strokes and quick percussive bursts. The way May was keening against the pillow suggested Sam had quickly figured out how she liked to be fucked and was plowing her perfectly.
Dean popped the cap of the bottle and poured some lube onto two of his fingers. He thoroughly slicked them before sliding up tight behind Sam and brushing over his brother's dusky pink hole. Sam slowed his thrusts when he felt his brother's hand at his opening, dropping his head back and sighing Dean's name. When the two fingers slid easily into his ass, which was still loose and pliant from Dean's earlier work. As Dean's fingers found bthe/b spot, pressing gently into the spongy pad of tissue, Sam's hips bucked wildly drawing another pleasured cry from May.
"Oh, you like that, baby boy?" Dean murmured in Sam's ear. "You like my slick fingers inside you? Feeling me opening you up?" Sam could only groan in response as Dean stretched his fingers apart inside his ass. Dean continued, "You look so beautiful, taking my fingers. I love watching you like this. Fucking this beautiful girl with your giant cock while fucking my hand with your gorgeous, tight hole." Dean added a third finger with a little more lube. "You know what's going to be even more beautiful? When I've split you open on my cock. When your tight little bud is stretched and strained around my prick, and I'm filling your ass completely."
"Fuck, Dean," whimpered Sam, falling apart from Dean's dirty talk, limbs feeling wobbly, his voice helplessly gaining a whiny pitch. "Please, you gotta stop talking and just fucking do it."
"Do what, baby boy?" asked Dean wickedly, all the while slicking his cock with copious amounts of lubricant. "What do you want me to do?"
"Oh, God, Dean. Please. Fuck me. iPlease./i"
May had reached between her legs to finger her clit when Dean started talking so dirty to Sam. Holy fuck that was hot. When she felt the added pressure against her back that meant that Dean had entered Sam and was fucking his boyfriend while he was fucking her, her fingers went wild, strumming and stroking with abandon.
Dean slid slowly into Sam, pausing briefly about half-way in for Sam to adjust to the stretch, before bottoming out in his brother's tight channel when Sam gave the signal. Sam sighed as he felt himself filled so completely by Dean's cock, while his own cock was engulfed in May's wet pussy. It was almost too much pleasure and he didn't know if he could stand it. Dean pulled Sam's body tight against his own, supporting Sam's weight as he began to thrust harder into his younger brother's ass.
"So fucking beautiful, Sammy," Dean growled into Sam's ear. "Your tight ass feels so good, baby boy."
iBaby boy... Baby boy! Oh, Jesus, that was it! Holy Shit! Winchester./i May's head snapped up and her eyes flew open as the piece of the puzzle that had been nagging at her brain finally revealed itself. She knew she'd heard the hunter names Sam and Dean before, and the last names they'd given her in the bar were obviously fake. She was fucking the Winchester brothers. More specifically, she was being fucked by one Winchester brother while the other one was fucking his own brother! iJesus fucking Christ!/i She strummed her clit faster and within seconds she was coming around Sam's cock, an orgasm stronger than any she'd ever felt raging through her body. iThis was so fucked up. And hotter than anything she'd ever experienced in her life. The Winchester Brothers!/i With the thought, another wave surged through her and she nearly collapsed.
May's pussy spasmed around Sam's cock when her orgasms hit, and the extra squeeze sent him over the edge as well. His balls drew up tight against his body and he sent pulse after pulse of come deep into her pussy. Sam's ass clenched hard around Dean's prick and the cascading orgasm hit him as well. The elder Winchester filled his baby brother's ass with a hot, wet release, ensuring his Sammy would have twelve more hours without Lucifer's interference in his brain.
Boneless with bliss, Dean started to flop forward onto Sam, but realized their combined weight could easily crush May, so he rolled sideways off his brother to collapse on the bed. Sam slid off to the other side of May and the two brothers maneuvered the stunned girl onto her back. She looked so dazed that Sam began to get concerned but after a moment, her gaze refocused and she gave her head a gentle shake.
"Jesus, you two," she began, looking from green eyes to hazel ones, then gave an exhausted chuckle and closed her eyes. "I don't even have the words."
May slipped out of bed a few hours later, knowing the two men were fully aware of her quiet presence moving around the hotel room. They'd all gotten what they needed and there was no reason for a prolonged goodbye. She kissed each brother in turn, no words needed, then slid out the door. She leant against the outside of their hotel room door for a moment, watching dawn's light caressing the horizon.
"Winchester," she whispered, barely audible even to herself. She smiled to herself, eyes wide, completely dumbfounded by the night's events. She wouldn't tell anyone, obviously; it was their secret. She knew from years of hunting herself that it was a short, bloody life, and you had to find whatever pleasure and solace you could wherever you could. After another deep breath, she climbed the stairs to her room for coffee, a quick shower, and her return to San Francisco.
