#bottom!sam winchester

[writinginthesecrettrees]

Um, YES. Yes to EVERYTHING you thought about Dean and his dick size and comparing it against porn and Sammy, and all the yesses IN THE WORLD to Always A Bottom Sammy, and the way you describe him not caring about using his but loving being pounded til he's coming dry and crying ... I can't even anymore! And don't get me started on him and his pretty shiny cages ...

because I'm never gonna miss a chance to mention @awabubbles and her glorious "Supersize Me, Sammy," I'm gonna say the following is exactly how Dean discovers that he does, in fact, have an amazingly large dick. And is also SHAMELESSLY inspired by that wonderful bit of wincest.

Because in my little imagine I created, they've been fucking for a while and Dean is very happy to discover that his oral skills on women transfer nicely to rimming Sammy until he can't even beg, only cry. Discovers he likes sucking Sam's balls and rubbing his fingers over the flesh trapped in that pretty pretty cage, sparkling like fine jewelry on Sam. And then he gives him the pounding he craves, fascinated by how Sam's dick tries to get hard and strains against the shiny silver cage. How it gets almost purple from denial, how Sam's come dribbles out as Dean pounds into him, ramming over his prostate again and again.

And a while into this new and wonderful development in their fraternal relationship, Dean finds that the cages - all kept pretty and shiny and safe in velvet pouches - are not Sam's only toys. Sam also has dildos. Several, and the biggest is just a hair smaller than Dean is. When Sam comes back (caged, he's always caged, and Dean holds the keys now and just knowing that is a turn on) and sees Dean sitting at the motel table, a line of dildos standing like a strange forest of dicks, he just laughs and says "yeah, I'm a bit of a size queen. As if it wasn't obvious."

And isn't that the strangest thing? Because Dean... Dean's average. Maybe even small. Those cages Sam wears? Special order, custom, because they do not come in his size. Sam has a big dick. Dean is just... normal.

Isn't he?

But Sammy says he's a size queen, and Sammy practically worships his dick, cries as Dean fucks him, says he's never had any man so deep... and Sammy has told him about his slutty adventures at Stanford, before Stanford, after Stanford. And if Sam is a size queen, and Sam has fucked countless men, and Sam likes Dean's dick best and not just 'cause it's Dean's...

"Holy fuck! I have a big dick!!!"

He'd be embarrassed by the look Sam gives him, the 'yeah, no shit' look he'd perfected as a kid, but he's too busy getting naked and saying "C'mon, Sammy, show me how much you love my big fucking dick," and Sammy is much more interested in getting it as deep down his throat as he can manage to laugh at him.

Yet.

[angeloftuesdayy]

"and after all the things we put each other through and I would drive on to the end with you"

[annmariethrush]

we were genuinely so cheated not to have Cas possess Dean. Hell! He could have possessed Sam and it still would have gotten the point across. Jensen would have put his whole jussy into the Cas/Dean hand off, and they could have had a whole convo before or after about how “it’s okay Cas, I trust you. You can have control.” And then references from then on to “when I was in you…” and with Sam? Don’t get me started. Dean being so fucking uncomfortable because Cas looks like his brother. Or the complete opposite where Dean so clearly just sees Cas and keeps having to be like “oh shit” when he gets too close and realizes it’s Sam’s body and it’s weird. So many possibilities and we got none of them 😭

[lambmotifz]

he’s the only person in the world allowed to sit on the hood of the impala, and he knows it <3

[caspsfang]

sam [ WINCHESTER ] ▬▬▬▬ ❝ It doesn't matter who you are, it only matters what you do . ❞

[ WARNING(S) ¿ ] bot!sam, ftm!sam, marking, amab reader, squirting, reversed cowgirl, car sex, semi-public sex, breeding kink, exhibitionism kink, multiple orgasms, creampie, not proof read - short .

How'd you end up in this current situation? You've got no idea. One minute you're on the way back to the motel to meet Dean with Sam. And the next.. You have Sam WINCHESTER bouncing on your cock like a mad man, car shaking harshly.

His Back was facing you, but by the way he sounded you could definitely figure out what his face looked like right now. His hands on the dashboard holding him up, the street lights on the dark road shining on you both.

Sam WINCHESTER who's moans were so loud you didn't even hear the first few times Dean called your phone, millions of texts being sent after each call asking if you two were okay, alive.

Sam WINCHESTER, the 'quiet but smart brother' wasn't any of those as of right now. Sam couldn't even form a from how hard he was being fucked, pussy squeezing around your fat cock occasionally. Moaning so loud that it's practically like screaming, his throat burning from such.

Sam lost count of how long you've been going at since his 4th orgasm, Pussy fluttering as he squirted again. Body convulsing as waves of pleasure hit him, begging you to cum inside of him again as he felt your cock twitch inside his cunt.

Sam WINCHESTER, a man of few words, but not currently, begging you to fill him between moans and whimpers falling from his mouth, hands gripping the dashboard so tight his knuckles turn white.

Sighing in relief as he felt your hot seed filling him again, wet squelching sounds filling the car, his moans getting higher pitched as you snaked your hand around him, fingers roughly circling his clit. Pushing him over the edge again, body shivering from pleasure.

Sam WINCHESTER who looks more than satisfied as you two finally drive back, tiredly smiling as he fell asleep in the passenger seat from exhaustion, listening in on your conversation with Dean on the phone, making up every excuse possible.

@caspsfang , do not repost nor copy .

[l1tw1ck]

back again for another supernatural request, I always see an edit of either sam or dean and immediately think of your writing 🙏 Anything with sam I beg

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bottom Sam x top male reader

cw: riding, creampie

It's the end of the semester and what better way to celebrate than to have your boyfriend spend the night at yours? You and Sam have been too busy preparing for exams to spend much time with each other so now that you're finally together again...

Sam moans your name as he bounces on your cock, his own flailing adorably with each movement. He doesn't typically ride you, he prefers to lay back and let you have your way with him, but he was so pent up that he ended up making the first move. It's hard for him to keep going thanks to your sexy expression and thick your cock but his energy is high enough to keep him steady.

"You're doin' so well, Sam." You smirk, gently stroking his cock. He mewls.

"I'm gonna— gonna come!" He cries out. He moans your name again.

"Go on, come for me, sweetheart." You jerk him off more aggressively. Sam throws his head back and comes. He stops, shaking heavily. He slowly moves his head to look at you.

He leans onto your shoulder. "Bend me over." He says softly and seductively.

☆

Sam lets out a slutty moan as you pull on his hair. Your thrusts are uneven and aggressive, a clear indicator that you're about come. Sam usually prefers to get fucked raw and have you come on his body or in his mouth, since clean up has always sounded like too much of a hassle, but today? "Inside! Come inside, [Name]~!" Sam gasps.

"Shit– You want me to fill you up, baby? Turn you into my little cum dump?" You groan, swept up in the moment and letting one of your desires come to light.

Something clicks in Sam's mind. He shudders at your words. "Yes– fuck, fuck yes—" He moans.

You slow down and pump ropes of your cum into his ass. Sam comes in response to the feeling, surprised that it feels so good. You stop and gently rub his ass to help him calm down.

"More?" He asks softly. "I want you to dump all of it in me, [Name]~"

[fandoms--fluff]

Good Boy

Dom female reader x sub Sam Winchester

Summary: Subby Sam Winchester with a mommy kink

A/n: I wrote this with season 1-2 Sammy in mind but read for whatever season you like

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As you trail kisses down his chest, Sam squirms from where he’s laying underneath you, head resting back into a pillow, and hands gripping the scuffed motel sheets. Your cool hands travel up and down his torso, making him shiver from the cool touch against his warm skin.

You make your way down till you get to his pants, the only article of clothing still left on one of your guys’ bodies. “Should I take these off?” You teasingly ask, getting fervently nods in reply from a flushed Sam. His eyes scrunching closed, feeling your hand breezing over his crotch ever so lightly.

Softly smirking at his eagerness, you quickly unbutton his pants, pulling them and his boxers off, tossing it somewhere in the small space of the motel where the rest of your clothes are scattered about.

Holding out a hand, you lightly trace the bottom of his length up and down. Emitting a moan, Sam bucks his hips upwards into your hand, wanting to feel more.

“You want more Baby?” you ask, teeth biting into your lip.

“Y-yes” he moans out when he feels your hand wrapping around him. “Yes what, Sam?” you raise an eyebrow.

“Yes Mommy” he answers, calling her a name that if anyone knew about would surely get a laugh from his brother at the least. Since all men should always be the dominate one compared to a woman, at least that’s what his dad had said scarcely before he left for Stanford and his brother hinting at through the years when he’d talk to him about the girls he went out with. Though he couldn’t give any reason to listen to that crap spewed out, you’re gentle and care more about him than anyone it feels like. Well, except maybe his brother, but that’s a whole different thing with his brother basically raising him instead of their actual dad.

“Good boy” you lean over and whisper into his ear, sending a shiver down his spine.

Lifting your hand up to your mouth, you spit into it before placing it back. You start slowly moving your hand up and down his hardened cock, causing him to whimper and grip the sheets tighter to the point where his knuckles are starting to turn white.

Seeing his reaction, you decide to speed up your pace immensely, “Do you like it when Mommy touches your cock?” She asks after nibbling on his neck, a bruise starting to appear on his pale skin. “Mhm, Mommy it feel good” he answers, clear he’s going further into sub space.

You smile, gently kissing his flushed pink lips a couple times. Sitting back up, you stop stroking his cock, which in return, Sam lets out a whine. Except before he could say anything, you lean down and place a soft kiss on his tip, before taking him into your warm, hot mouth.

 You start sucking the head of his cock, progressively taking more of him into your mouth. And with that, has Sam moaning loudly from the amount pleasure you’re giving him. He exhales a loud moan as you suck him all the way down your throat.

Reaching down, Sam takes a handful of your hair splayed against his abdomen, loving the way your hair is so soft against his fingers. You smirk, cupping his balls into your left hand, applying just the right amount of pressure, making his back arch and mouth open in an o shape.

“M- I’m gonna cum” he calls out.

You pull your head back up, “My baby needs to cum?” You ask, a smirk set on your face. Sam nods, turning his head to the side, digging into the musty pillow to hide half his face.

You start pumping him with your hand, going at a fast rate, getting him to moan louder with each stroke. “First I need to see your pretty face, baby” you tell him.

Sam obliges and turns his head back, showing his entire face, watching as you move your hand up and down his cock. “There we go, now Mommy can see her baby’s face. Cum onto Mommy’s hand, sweet boy, cum for Mommy” you say, speeding her hand up magnificently.

“’onna cum, Mommy” he moans, while watching how your big breasts bounce along with your hand movements.

“Go on, baby” you tell him, smiling at the way his brows cutely furrow.

A couple seconds later a rope of cum layers your hand and his lower abdomen. “Good job baby boy, you did so good” You praise him.

He huffs out long breathes, catching his breath while coming down from his high. “Good?” He questions, looking up at you with still glossed over eyes.

“Yeah, my good boy” You move up the bed and lean down, placing a kiss on his lips.

[seasononesam]

When I first found out I could move things it was a gift. My whole life I was helpless but now I had this. So last week Dad gets drunk. The first time in a long time. And he beats me to hell, first time in a long time. And then I knew what I had to do.

[vampzmeel]

saw a ship template on twt and had to make it wincest LOL

Blank Template <3

[frankieburieshisdead]

⛧𝔖𝔞𝔪 𝔚𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔵 𝔐𝔞𝔩𝔢 ℜ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯⛧

CW: NSFW, brief dubcon, angst

It was only two days. That was the agreement. That's how much you got of Sam Winchester. Two days and three nights and then he would pack up his life into his brother's shitty little flat-back impala and you would never see him again.

Until of course you saw him again.

You had friends over when he called. Squeezing past the group of 20 somethings wolf whistling at you as you went to pick up the landline meant that you were giggling when you picked up. You had set his number to a specific ring. It was the dial tone version of "Spooky boy like you" by Dusty Springfield. All your friends knew about Sam 'Sammy' Winchester, who had exorcised a cruel version of your reflection from your vanity mirror and then hadn't left your room for the rest of the weekend.

"Hey!" You answered, almost too excited as the box wine you had been drinking all night spurred on your mood.

"Hey," his voice was rough, like he'd used it up. "I'm in town, can I come over?"

You sobered quickly. "What's wrong?"

"I, um," you twisted the cord of the phone tightly between your two fingers. "Can I come over?" He asked again, desperate.

"Yes."

It took a bit of cajoling to get your company out, but you had the place mostly cleaned out by the time your doorman rang up to let you know a tall man with long brown hair was waiting downstairs for you.

He looked tired. His body hunched downwards, shoulders drooping. He looked good with the 5 o'clock shadow he was sporting.

Oh sweetheart, you wanted to say, what happened?

Instead you said: "come in."

He tipped forward, nuzzling into your neck. There was a wet stripe up your jaw and behind the shell of your ear. "Sam," you muttered under your breath, sure there was something more important to talk about. Hard to remember when the best sex of your life was rubbing his thigh up against your crotch. His arms circled your slim biceps, squeezing, almost shy of painful as he lifted you up onto your kitchen counter.

Hands unbuckling and unwinding, you let this moose of a man strip you on your kitchen counter. There was a second there that you both took to breathe, foreheads pressed together as his small way of asking "is this okay?" You nodded against his mouth and pulled his body flush against yours.

He prepped you like a man in front of his last meal. Quick and yet savoring. Rough but so attentive you had begun to squeal by the end of it. When he was inside you, there wasn't a second to breathe before he was hauling you on top, using the leverage of the flat mattress and his grip on your waist to bounce you like a rag doll. It wasn't at all like you remembered. He was too fast, jack rabbiting into you and hitting all the wrong spots. You had begun to realize the cruel way his fingers pressed into your lower back, digging and bruising. His sweet face was twisted up into a snarl and he frowned like he was waiting to get it over with.

You weren't having fun anymore.

"Sam stop!" You put your hands over his and squeezed. "You're hurting me!"

He immediately stilled, back still arched as you felt his stuttering heart in your abdomen.

"What?" He blinked up at you, almost out of a daze.

"You're hurting me." You said in a smaller voice.

Something snapped then. Sam's eyes crooning into a dip, his lip turning white from the way he was biting into it.

"I am?" He sounded devastated, truly and honestly devastated. His grip was loose, still around you but shaking. You should have stopped him the moment you realized something was wrong. It was too late now, he was still hard and wanting inside you and you weren't enough of a good person to kick him out. Well, in for a penny, in for a pound.

"Okay, were okay baby. Just a little slower yeah?" You began to grind your hips downwards, letting the tip of his cock kiss something deep inside you. His eyes rolled back and you felt a full body shiver underneath you.

You fell forward when he bucked into you, almost like he couldn't help but crawl deeper. You had both arms on either side of his head, his mouth panting into yours. "Press here, like that." You put his hand on the bottom of your abdomen, pressing his fingers into the gap between his dick and your happy place. You screamed when you came, gripping onto Sam's shaggy cut as you're back arched. You were never sure if it was the hair pulling, the scream, or the the way you tightened up like a corkscrew that set him off but suddenly there was a silky feeling dripping out of you and Sam was sobbing into your shoulder.

"Oh baby you're okay." You soothed where you had been pulling at his roots. You were still out of breath, still impossibly full. "We're good, I'm here." He had both arms pressing you into his chest, keeping your head over his shoulder so you couldn't see his face. You had to force your way up, pulling out of his hold to look at the bloodshot look he was trying to hide into the pillow.

"Lets get some sleep. We'll talk about it in the morning." You used what little strength you had to flip the two of you over, in part so Sam was lying over you like a heated blanket and also so the threat of the ever soggier bed sheet was further away.

"Okay." His voice was raspy but sweet. You were glad to have Sam Winchester for one more weekend.

[angeloftuesdayy]

This episode was so funny. But really, it was sooo urealistic that they didn't immediatly started making out in that elevator

[sam-of-course-is-an-abomination]

🙏bottom sammy🙏

🙏dean strangles sammy🙏

🙏dean grabs sammy by the hair🙏

🙏dean and sammy have cannibalistic thoughts about each other🙏

🙏dean calls sammy his bitch🙏

sorry.

[lambmotifz]

ermm do u have any early seasons/kripke era bottom!sam wincest fic recs👉👈 im starving out here (btw this is tumblr user 1nbred<3)

here are some of my all time favorites ♡

got a bad desire by SinnamonSpider

his skin barely keeping him inside by hathfrozen

my sweet little plaything by taiyou_nii_chan

at the edge of the world by jejunestars

take the things you love by hathfrozen

giving up the ghost by brokenlittleboy

à la mode by Exaggerated_Specificity

an act of faith against the night by hathfrozen

iron hard by veronamay

sex, love, & violence by brokenlittleboy

hungry and hollow by hathfrozen

missing you by beekeepercain

the end by Nisaki

the devil is (the space between two men) by hathfrozen

look at me by veronamay

[blacknidstang]

Things i sooo badly need right now: Sam getting face slammed to the wall and having his pants shoved down before getting fucked rough and brutal with no lube but little spit and no preparation. And i'm not even gonna say noncon because he's insane and he knew exactly which button to push and which fight to pick to get him fucked against the wall like an animal and oh he is so gonna enjoy every painful burning second of it and laugh and tease for more until he screams and cries

[sunbleachedf4wn]

boyking sam still bottoms by the way. one thing that will never change about him is that he likes getting taken apart by dean's thick dick 💕

[beebox-illustrations]

Saw some bell bottom pants. Thought „these are so Gabriel“. Did this. Enjoy.

Have a great week guys 🌻🐝