Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.
Rating: NC-17
Chapter 2
After three days of driving with only stopping for gas or food, Sam and Dean arrived in Lawrence, Kansas around nine o’clock at night. The brothers, once making the decision to go to Missouri for help, had felt an overwhelming need to get there quickly.
Neither spoke about it, but their minds were filled with all sorts of questions. Who was he? What was going to happen? Would they both love him? A tension could be felt between the brothers; each worried that this new person would rip their brother away from them for good.
Driving through the streets of Lawrence Sam was reminded of a few years ago when Dean and he had just started looking for their father. They had come to Lawrence and had to face the YED in their old home and save the family that had lived there. The family had made it out alive, but the YED had had gotten away, it was just another time when they had missed the opportunity to end the life of the Demon that had consumed their lives for over twenty years.
“Who do you think he is?” Dean asked, finally voicing the question both of them had on their minds for the more than a week.
“I don’t know… somebody special, to both of us is all I know.” Sam murmured quietly. “I… I’m a little scared Dean… of what he is to us.”
He was afraid of what the vision meant. The thought of not having Dean with him, of seeing him with another person caused a physical ache in his body. He wanted his brother to be happy and he knew Dean would never return the feelings Sam had for him, but it hurt nonetheless to think about him finally settling down with someone he truly loved and it not being him.
“It’ll be alright, Sammy, nothin’ to worry about.” Dean replied, his voice ringing hallow in the cabin of the Impala.
A few minutes later they finally pulled up at Missouri’s house and cut the engines. Both of them sat still for a minute and then as one, threw open the doors and made their way up to the house. Before they could even knock, the door opened and Missouri stood there smiling at the brothers.
“It’s about time, figured you’d get here yesterday.” The aged woman said as she opened the screen door and hugged them one in turn with a knowing smile on her face. She had always known things like that, things that she shouldn’t. “How was the drive?”
“Long.” Sam answered.
Sam and Dean took a seat on the couch as Missouri went into the kitchen and poured them all some iced tea.
“He’ll be here soon, went out to get me some groceries.” Missouri said without prompting and smiled as the boys in front of her both dropped their jaws, each trying to ask the questions filling their minds. “I wanted to talk to ya’ll before you meet him.”
Sam was the first to regain his speech and asked, “Who is he? What does the vision mean? What is he to us?”
“Lansakes child, take a breath.” Missouri laughed softly as she handed them their drinks. “His name is Harry Potter and he’s your soul-mate, well each of you is each others. You lived countless lives together, all three of you drawn to one another like moths to a flame. In each life you are warriors fighting for good, battling the darkness that is drawn to the gifts each of you possesses.”
“Soul-mates? Seriously?” Dean sniped, the disbelief evident in his tone.
“Dean Winchester, you are not too old for me to turn over my knee… watch your tone, young man.”
“Sorry.” Mumbled Dean petulantly as he pouted, crossing his arms across his chest.
Missouri chuckled and continued, “Your lives are intertwined with Harry’s, he is the balance needed between you two… but hard times are coming, before the storm breaks. But if you hold on to each other a good life is waiting for you on the other side of the storm.”
“Is this about the vision I had?”
“Yes, Sam, though it won’t happen for a while… other things need to happen before the vision comes true. For now, the only thing you need to worry about is creating the bonds between you all to defeat the threat to your family.”
“Missouri, I couldn’t find the-” Started Harry as he walked into the house and stopped short as he saw the two men sitting in the living room with Missouri. “Oh, ah sorry, I’ll just put these away and then give you a little privacy.”
Harry started to walk into the kitchen, but was stopped by Missouri as she stood up and walked to him. “Hun, don’t worry about the groceries, nothin’ perishable there. Why don’t you sit down and I’ll get you some iced tea and I’ll introduce you.”
Nodding, Harry put the groceries on the kitchen table and then took a seat on one of the chairs across from the two men.
While Missouri poured another glass of iced tea, Harry tried not to stare at them. They were, at least to Harry, two of the most gorgeous men he had ever seen. The big one, who had to be at least 6’ 4”, was heavily muscled. He had blue green eyes that stared at Harry with an unreadable expression. The dark shaggy brown hair on his head was long and reached his broad shoulders, giving a relaxed casual look to him.
The other one was shorter, but nowhere near as short as Harry. He had to be about 6’ and had a lean, but muscled body. His short dirty blonde hair was a bit longer on the top, sticking out in every direction. He had hazel green eyes, pouted lips and a strong jaw, his face was perfectly symmetrical and was meant to be photographed, it was so striking. There was a tiny smirk on his face that made Harry wonder what he was thinking about.
They were very different, but still looked similar in certain things. Like their eyes or noses, it was obvious they were related… brothers maybe? It was then that he remembered the conversation he had with Missouri a little over a week ago and his heart picked up speed. Harry had felt an odd tingling in his body once he entered the room, an instant connection between him and the two men in front of him. It was like an invisible tether, pulling him towards the. He felt at peace and comforted, by their presence and had to forcibly stop himself from launching across the room and onto their laps. They had to be the ones Missouri had been talking about, right? The hope that had edged a small sliver in his heart at her words, began to grow, was he finally going to find someone to love and be love by them in return?
From across the living room Sam quietly stared at the teen in front of them. He looked like he was about sixteen or seventeen, 5’ 5” with a lithe swimmer’s build. He had messy black hair and green eyes that were unusual in how brilliant their color was. He wore thin gold rimmed glasses and had a strange scar on his forehead in the shape of a lightning bolt. Sam admitted that he was very attracted to the teen as he was beyond beautiful.
When he had walked into the house, Sam heard the heavy English accent and immediately developed a fetish for accents. He held himself assuredly and moved in fluid motion, as if he was well aware of his body and exactly how it moved.
The vision he had been having for the last week filtered through his mind and his breath hitched as he realized the teen was already a part of him. The moment Sam had seen him; he had felt like a part of him that had been missing had fallen into place, that part of him that even Dean couldn’t completely fill. He knew the fear before about what would happen between Dean and him was no longer an issue, whatever was going to happen was between the three of them, Sam, Dean and the teen would all be together. It made him both happy that he finally felt complete, but afraid that the happiness he felt was soon going to be ripped away from him.
Beside Sam, Dean’s thoughts followed nearly the same direction as his brothers… an overwhelming desire to be with both of them; a feeling of wholeness he hadn’t ever felt before. It was as if a part of his soul was returned to him, fitting perfectly with the parts Sam and he held and making him finally complete. All the worry and doubt that had filled him mind since Sam’s first vision eased, he wasn’t sure how, but everything would be alright. As long as the three of them were together, they would be fine.
“Here ya go, Harry, a nice glass of iced tea for you.” Missouri said, interrupting the thoughts of the three men her in living room. “Now Harry, I’d like you to meet Sam and Dean Winchester. I’ve known these boys since they were babies, used to change their diapers and everthin’.”
Missouri had a big grin on her face as Dean and Sam scowled at the reminder and then she continued. “Sam, Dean, this is Harry Potter. He’s been staying with me for the last few months while he rests from travellin’.”
All three of them nodded, unsure if their voices would work.
“Now, I know you all have a lota questions, so let me do a little more explainin’.” Missouri took a seat again. “I can’t tell you everything, I don’t know it all, but you three are special. Connected as soul-mates through all your lives; some were much easier, others you never found each other and kept searching until ya’ passed. This life is undecided yet. You’ve got some trials to face and some pain, but if you stay together I think everythin’s gonna be alright.”
“What do you mean exactly?” Harry asked.
“Well, there are some things you three need to explain to each other, things that will help to bring you together. But the most I can tell you is somethin’s comin’, somethin’ dark and evil and you will need all your strength and love to beat the darkness back.” Standing to her feet, Missouri kissed each of them. “Now I think I’ll head up to bed, just don’t have the energy to stay up past ten anymore. Night boys!”
Once she was gone, they sat and stared at each other, an identical urge sweeping over them. In an instant, they we all on their feet and moving towards each other until their bodies met. Without thought, Harry’s short frame was pressed between them; Sam to his back and Dean against his front. Dean wrapped his arms around Harry’s waist and lifted as Harry brought his legs around Dean’s waist.
Sam put his arms under Harry’s chest and pulled their bodies together, resting his hands on Harry’s stomach as Harry leaned back and twined his arms around Sam’s neck. Sam and Dean each pressed their faces into a side of Harry’s neck and breathed in his scent. They sighed as their bodies fit together, a peaceful feeling settled over them.
“I… oh god, what’s happening to me?” Harry said raggedly as he felt an ease to the ache that had filled him for so long. “It’s like I haven’t seen you two for a long time, but I don’t even know you…”
“We fill the same way, Harry.” Sam murmured as he kissed Harry’s neck and nuzzled the soft skin behind his ear.
Dean though he stayed quiet, nodded into Harry neck and tightened his arm around Harry’s waist and slid the other around Harry, into the back of Sam’s jeans pressing their bodies tighter together.
They stood there quiet for a while, just comforted in the feeling of finally all being together. It was like coming home, but to a home they had never known. After a while Sam pulled back and said, “Let’s head up to bed and rest, we can talk in the morning.”
Dean reluctantly let Harry unwrap his legs from around him and gave a chaste kiss to Harry’s plump lips and then grabbed one of Harry’s hands. Sam kept an arm around Harry’s waist as Dean led them up the stairs to one of the bedroom’s Missouri kept for when Sam and Dean visited.
Walking into the room, they quietly removed their clothes, leaving their boxers on for now and laid down in the bed together. Laying on their sides, mimicking the pose they took in the living room, they settled into the bed. Sleep came swiftly and easily, their worries forgotten in each other’s arms.
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Harry woke the next morning, as a bird chirped nearby. He smiled as he opened his and found Dean’s sleeping form in front of him, their faces laying on the same pillow, just inches from each other. Dean had thrown an arm over Harry during the night, their bodies pressed together and he had a leg slipped in between Harry’s. Behind him, he could feel Sam’s large body fitted against his back, spooning him as his face was pressed into the nape of Harry’s neck. Harry bit his bottom lip as he also noticed the large erection pressing into his arse.
“Morning, baby.”
Harry lifted his head and looked into Dean’s grinning face; he blushed as he gave a shy smile. Dean chuckled and leaned in to kiss Harry, their lips meeting as a spark flared at the touch. They both groaned as Dean slipped his tongue between Harry’s lips, sliding along the edges and playing with Harry’s.
Clenching his hand against Dean’s bare chest, Harry undulated against Dean, their groins rubbing together.
“God that’s hot…” Groaned Sam from behind Harry as he lifted up onto a forearm and watched his brother and Harry kiss.
Dean laughed as he pulled back and gave Sam a hesitant look and then slowly leaned over Harry and kissed his brother, nipping the bottom lip and then licking it with his tongue before he pulled back and whispered, “Morning, Sammy.”
Sam stared at Dean for a moment or two and then grinned. “What took you so long?”
“Stupid I guess…” Dean said as he ran a hand through Sam’s hair.
“Yep.” Sam nodded as he then leaned down and angled Harry’s head towards him, kissing Harry good morning. “Morning, baby.”
“God, I could get used to this…” Harry moaned as he placed his head back on the pillow, Dean and Sam looking down at him.
“You better, we’re not going anywhere.” Dean promised as he rubbed a hand down Harry’s chest, eliciting a groan from him.
They continued to kiss and touch each other, but kept themselves from taking it any farther, knowing things needed to be said before they took that step. After about fifteen minutes of messing around they came up for air and just held each other and then Harry began to tell his soon-to-be-lovers about himself.
At first when Harry told them he was a wizard he could feel them stiffen and instinctively knew they needed to be assured that he was good. Harry talked about the magic he could do such as apparition… He told them about his parents being killed and the prophesy, about Voldemort and how he had spent six years of training to defeat him. When he came to the part of how he did it, Dean interrupted him.
“You died?!” Dean nearly yelled, his heart stopping for a moment at Harry’s words. Harry felt both set of arms around him tighten at the words.
“Technically, but I came back. I wasn’t supposed to, it should have killed us both, but something brought me back…” Harry whispered and then added, “I think it was you two, it wasn’t my time, I hadn’t found you guys yet.”
“Thank god…” Sam murmured as he kissed Harry, infusing all the feelings he could into that simple kiss.
“After I came back, I was really powerful because I bound Voldemort’s magic with mine and when I came back I brought his with me as well. The Ministry was afraid of me, I am more powerful than any witch or wizard in recorded history and they were afraid of what I could do. They wanted to put me in Azkaban Prison to keep me away from others, for my own good or so they said. My supposed family agreed with them and I left, trying to learn to control it.” Harry smiled as he remembered. “It took me a while, but I did it. I went back to them hoping that they would welcome me, but they didn’t believe me, so I left. I came to America and travelled around a bit until I met Missouri and after that you know everything else.”
“I can’t believe they tried to lock you away, like you were some murderer or something!” Dean fumed.
“I’m glad now… because they weren’t really my family if they believed I would really hurt them or anyone for that matter, and besides, I wouldn’t have come here and met you guys…”
“Okay, I guess I can see that, but still…” Dean admitted.
Harry laughed and kissed Dean for sticking up for him. “So now it’s your turn. Tell me about Sam and Dean.”
“Well, if you hadn’t guessed by our easy acceptance of you being a wizard and the existence of the supernatural, we’re hunters.” Sam started.
“What like, vampire hunters?”
“Yeah that too, we take care of poltergeists, demons, banshees, ghouls… anything that kills the innocents. Its kinda the family business, our father took us along with him when we were growing up and trained us.” Dean answered with a shrug.
“And you mum?” Harry asked softly.
“She died when I was six months old. A demon did something to me when she was still pregnant with me and changed me. I am part demon, but my human half is stronger; I have precognition and am able to use telekinesis as well. That night the demon came for me it killed our mom, pinning her to the ceiling and setting her on fire. Our dad was able to save us and we’ve been on the road ever since, searching for the demon that killed her.”
“Wow… and your dad, he’s alive right?”
“Yeah, he pretty much hunts on his own, we meet up every once in a while to do a job that takes more than one person. It’s just Sammy and me for the most part… well, now you too.” Dean gave Harry a blinding smile as he spoke.
“Yeah, I could get used to this…” Harry breathed as the brothers jointly leaned down and began kissing and licking either side of Harry’s neck.
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The next week went by quickly as Sam, Dean and Harry got to know each other better. They spent their days together spending time with Missouri or wandering around Lawrence. Their nights they spent wrapped in each other’s arms, patiently waiting until the right time to take their relationship further.
After that week Sam and Dean got a call from their dad telling them to take care of a job in Onida, SD. The three talked about it and decided to take Harry with them, giving him a crash course in hunting along the way. Since he was a trained wizard with experience in fighting it wouldn’t take too much to prepare him. Leaving his car with Missouri, they packed up Harry’s stuff figuring more than likely that Harry wouldn’t be back for a while.
Soon they were on the road in the Impala and on their way to Harry’s first salt and burn.
During the drive Harry sat in the middle, lounged against the two brothers as they talked about the many trips they had in the Impala, Dean’s baby. Within about eight hours they were in Onida and researching the life of a ghost who haunted an old home that had been there for over a fifty years. It didn’t take too long to find the body, it having been the wife of the man who built the house for her. The husband had come home to find her with her lover and killed them in a fit of rage. The woman had recently awakened when the house had found new owners after thirty years of being empty.
That night after they had finished they found a small motel in a nearby town and rented a room.
“That was interesting… so that’s what you guys do?” Harry asked as he flopped down on the king size bed that dominated the room.
“Yeah pretty much, though this one was fairly easy. You did good today, it was like you’d been doing it forever.” Dean answered as he quickly laid a salt line around the door and window and then lay down beside Harry on his side, putting an arm across him and pulled Harry against his front.
“It wasn’t too hard to get used to, the war was similar; researching, training, fighting… never did a salt and burn, but I think I am familiar enough to where I will be able to help you two and not be a hindrance while you’re hunting.” Harry rubbed the arm slung across his stomach and smiled.
***Warning-Hot sex scene coming up… continues for the rest of the chapter!!***
Sam came out the bathroom after his shower, towel slung low over his hips and Dean and Harry both groaned at the sight. Lifting his head, Sam gave a coy smile. “Something wrong? Hmmmm?”
“Don’t be a tease, Sammy. It’s not attractive…” Dean growled as he used his finger to motion Sam over to them.
Laughing, Sam walked to the front of the bed and raised his eyebrow as he let the towel go. Harry began to pant at the sight of Sam’s cock. It was huge! At least eight inches and five inches around, and it was only semi-erect. The mushroomed head was a pale purple, cut and shaped perfectly. The cock curved upwards a little and a large vein travelled up the side. His balls were smooth and rounded the right size for Harry to spend hours sucking on them.
Crawling up the bed Sam kissed Dean thoroughly and then let his body rest in the space provided by Harry spreading his legs. He moaned as his body fit perfectly against Harry’s, lifting one of Harry’s legs, he wrapped it around his waist. Harry mewed as Sam thrust against him, feeling a mouth sucking the skin at the base of his neck on his left side, while Sam worried his right nipple between his teeth.
“Ughhh, oh god…” Harry moaned in pleasure as he ran his hands over any available skin of his lovers.
“You’re so beautiful Harry…” Sam breathed from above him as he slipped his hands under Harry arse and lifted Harry’s hips for a better angle.
“Clothes, not enough skin…” Harry whined.
Sam gave one more thrust and then pulled back. Sam and Dean hurriedly undressed Harry and then moved on to Dean, quickly removing any barrier between them. Harry saw Dean get up from the bed and go to his bag, rifling through it. Dean’s lean body was muscled and his rounded arse tightened as he leaned over. Coming back towards the bed Harry moaned at the sight of the cock in front of him. It was another large one, at seven and a half inches long and about seven inches around.
Kneeling back onto the bed Dean dropped a tube of lube and a box of condoms down.
“Don’t need those.” Harry murmured as he pointed to the condoms.
“Harry, I don’t know if I’m clean… I kinda slept around a bit before you and Sam. We can get tested, but it’ll have to be at least six months before that… I won’t put you guys at risk.” Dean said with a shake of his head. He was blushing and couldn’t quite meet his eyes.
Harry smiled and said, “I know and I don’t care about that… but that’s not what I meant.” Grabbing his wand he pointed it at Dean and did a complicated swish and flick as he said “Examinare Corpus.” An odd list formed in front of the wand and Harry smiled. “All clean and in perfect health.”
“Okay, me next…” Sam said. Harry copied the movements and said the spell, again the list formed and Harry smiled.
“Clean.” Harry then pointed the wand at himself and said the spell. “Clean… okay boys, time for some good clean fun…”Harry leer at them as he set his wand on the night stand.
Dean laughed and threw the box onto his bag as he leaned down and kissed Harry aggressively, fucking his mouth mimicking the act waiting to come. Sam returned to his spot between Harry’s spread legs, laying his body flush against the smaller one beneath him as he kissed and licked his way down Harry’s body. Stopping at Harry’s nipples, he licked them and nipping the hard buds; Harry’s cries increasing whenever Sam bit down.
“Fucking hell… do you like the pain?” Sam moaned. At Harry’s hesitant nod, he grinned and said, “God you’re perfect!”
Sam lifted a hand and gave one of the nipples a harsh twist, Harry’s bowed his back and cried out in pleasure. Giving Dean a lecherous smile, Sam continued to play with Harry’s right nipple while Dean gave the left one equal attention. Harry started gasping ‘Yes’ over and over as they bit and licked the nubs, every once in a while twisting it or pressing a nail deep into the nipple.
Harry began undulating his body against Sam’s, passing back and forth between pleading for more and asking for release. Sam took Harry’s cock in his large hand and began pulling on the flesh, helping Harry to find his release. From the side, Dean kissed Harry while pinching his left nipple.
“Yes!” Harry screamed as his body finally reached its peak, his cum spurting from his cock all over Sam’s hand and up onto their stomachs. Harry cried out as the orgasm continued, Sam and Dean not stopping until every ounce of pleasure had been pulled from Harry’s body.
As Harry drifted in post orgasmic bliss, Dean leaned down and swiped his fingers through the cum on Harry’s stomach, sucking the fingers into his mouth one by one, cleaning off the warm sticky liquid. Harry bit his lip at the sight of Sam bending towards Dean’s hand and taking one of the fingers in his mouth, moaning in pleasure at the taste.
Harry felt his cock twitch at the sight and groaned.
“Ready for more, baby?” Dean asked as he took one last lick of his finger.
Harry nodded as Dean changed places with Sam. Grabbing the lube, he squirted some onto his fingers and kneeled between Harry spread legs. “Look at the pretty hole…” He growled as he circled the pucker with a finger and then pushing it slowly inside all the way.
Harry mewed as the finger started to open him up, working back and forth getting him ready for something a lot bigger. Taking Sam’s hand, Harry pulled him up until that huge cock was against his lips. He licked the head, causing Sam to groan at the touch and card his fingers through Harry’s dark hair. From below Harry could feel Dean push another finger into him and he thrust back onto them, wanting more.
Taking the head of Sam’s cock in his mouth, he swirled his tongue around it and creating a vacuum around the head. He then widened his jaw and started slowly swallowing the length of it, taking more and more until Sam’s cock hit the back of his throat. He bobbed his head a few times until Sam pulled out and maneuvered around until he was kneeling directly over Harry’s head, his balls grazing Harry’s forehead as he slipped back into Harry’s mouth. Taking the full length again, Harry swallowed around it and moaned, the vibrations pulsing over Sam’s cock.
“Baby, you can suck my cock anytime…” Sam growled as he thrust down into Harry’s warm wet mouth. “I knew that mouth was meant to suck cock…”
Dean took the opportunity to push a third finger into Harry, scissoring the fingers around, opening Harry’s tight little hole. He groaned at the sight, nearly cumming just thinking about it wrapped around his cock, the tight heat squeezing him as he thrust into Harry’s willing body.
A few minutes later, Dean pulled the fingers out and slicking up his cock with lube, he then wiped the fingers on the comforter below. He brought his cock to Harry’s entrance and then slowly pushed the head in beyond the tight ring of muscle.
Harry groaned as Dean’s cock started to push into his body, thrusting back trying to take all of it. It had been so long since he had been fucked, he was nearly weeping from the thought of taking all of Dean. Above him, he felt Sam thrust his cock in and out of his mouth, the cock felt warm and heavy on his tongue.
Pushing more and more into Harry, Dean finally pushed all the way in and said, “Fucking beautiful Harry, your ass is so perfect wrapped around my cock.” He pulled out and then slowly thrust back in, Harry keening from the movement. Soon he was pounding into Harry as his lover thrust up; trying to take everything Dean had to give him. “You love cock don’t you; sucking it, being fucked by it… what a perfect little bottom…”
Harry pulled his mouth off of Sam’s cock. “Sam, I want you in me too, please… both of you fucking me…”
Sam and Dean both groaned at the pleading voice. Having both their cocks in Harry at the same time sounded like heaven to the brothers. Sam grabbed the lube and lubed his cock while Dean slid his hands under Harry and pulled him up until he was sitting on Dean’s lap. Dean bounced Harry on his cock a few times, loving the feeling of being inside the smaller man.
Moving until he was pressed against Harry’s back, Sam positioned his cock at Harry’s hole. Dean waited for Sam to start pushing in. Sam’s cockhead slowly began to ease its way inside Harry, all three men groaning as the wonderful pressure increased at the breach. When Sam had his cock halfway into Harry, Dean pulled out until just the head was still in, while Sam thrust all the way in.
“Oh god, yes! Please fuck me… please” Harry screamed as Dean and Sam found a rhythm, one pushing in while the other pulled out. Harry rested his head on Sam’s shoulder as he wrapped and arm around Sam’s neck, thrusting down onto the two by fours that were pounding into him. He gripped the fingers of his other hand in the hair on Dean’s head, whimpering at the ecstasy overtaking his body.
Dean slowly began to suck Harry’s neck, wanting to leave a mark for all to see, that Harry was taken by Sam and he. From behind Harry, Sam had the same thought and brought his mouth to the other side of Harry’s neck, nipping and sucking the tender skin, until there was a deep purple mark claiming Harry for the Winchester brothers.
Leaning over Harry’s shoulder, Dean took Sam’s mouth in a deep kiss, their tongues fighting for dominance in the kiss. Sam nipped his lips and sucked his tongue causing Dean to groan at the freedom to finally be with his brother.
They began moving faster and faster, hitting Harry’s prostate with every thrust, Harry’s cock rubbing against Dean with every movement, until Harry screamed as his orgasm hit him. Harry’s arse tightened almost painfully around the two cocks inside him and took Sam and Dean with him. He could feel their combined cum filling every empty space in his arse, warming him and making him whole. His cock spurted jet after jet of cum against Dean, as they continued to thrust inside him, ringing every last twitch and moan from him.
They sat there enjoying the warm glow as their bodies continued to sing in pleasure. Dean pressed his face into Harry’s sweat slickened throat and panted, trying to catch his breath. Sam rubbed one hand down Harry’s arm while the other curled around both his lovers and carded through Dean’s hair.
As their bodies began to cool, Sam slowly pulled out of Harry, his cock giving a feeble twitch at the groan it induced. He got up from the bed and grabbed a wash cloth from his bag, heading to the bathroom as Dean pulled out as well.
Coming back into the room after getting the cloth wet, he saw Dean pull back the covers as he lowered Harry to the bed, a sleepy blissful smile dominating his face. Dean laid down beside Harry as Sam cleaned Dean off giving him a loving kiss, then he cleaned Harry, adding a kiss as well and finally himself, throwing the cloth towards the bathroom and taking the spot on the other side of Harry.
“God, you two wore me out.” Harry chuckled as he took each of their hands and placed them all together on his lower stomach, their fingers laced together.
Dean and Sam laughed as they snuggled closer to their lover. Dean reached down and brought the cover over them as Sam turned off the light.
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