#samboy

[angelsberrymilk]

soldier boy (ben) x sam winchester

multiverse travel au

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a/n: because wincesties understood my vision for this pair. u don't have to know shit abt the boys or soldier boy. soldier boy is a superhero. he's like a twisted dark version of captain America and they're in HIS universe where Sammy ends up. no demons or monsters. only superheroes and normal ppl.

warning: +18. mdni. dark content ahead.

because everything is so different and supes are everywhere, Sammy feels lost and confused, magic and spells don't seem to work, all he wants is some answers and he can't even summon a mere crossroads demon, he feels helpless and he doesn't like it, at all.

Sammy really tries not to mope around like Dean– Ben. Ben keeps laughing at him, and tells him to relax a little bit because he's with the Soldier Boy, and nothing can happen to him when he's with him. Ben is not too awful to live with, driving from one motel to another, usually on a stolen car, and after breaking someone's arm or other body part for whatever reason, or maybe because Ben fucked someone's wife and they have to move out of their motel room.

Ben is messy, throws his shit around and doesn't clean much after himself, so Sam is left to pick up after him, and he's annoyed, because “Aren't military men supposed to be clean and tidy?”

Ben’s hand freezes mid-air, about to chug half a bottle of beer and stares at Sam. Sammy freezes too, like a deer in the headlights, realising this man can break every bone in his body without breaking a sweat. But all Ben does is smile, ���I'm not in the army now, am I?”

Sammy nods, noticing the smile not reaching his eyes and just gathers the clothes in his arms, putting them in the hamper near the wall, letting out a shuddering breath as Ben watches him clean around their motel room as if he's his housewife.

Ben, who gets a bit too comfortable around Sammy, walks around butt naked, and hollers at him to order them some food, and laughs when Sam turns red and shouts at him to put on some trousers. Ben who likes to eat a worrying amount of pizza while watching the TV, a hand on Sam's thigh, squeezing hard whenever Sam moves a little, just so he doesn't leave. and when Sam finally complains that he has to go use the toilet, Ben turns his head and looks at him without blinking. For a second Sam is terrified he'll tell him to hold it, but all Ben does is slide his eyes down at Sam's jean clad lap and stares openly at his groin. He doesn't say anything for a long time then takes off his hand from Sammy's thigh, “Go, and bring back a six pack with you, Sammy boy”

Sam slides out of the sofa, sweat collecting at the nape of his neck, his brain screaming at him to run away, to run and never look back because this man was not his brother. He may look like him, behave like him to a certain extent, but Sammy can't leave him, he needs Dean. in whatever version he can have him.

Sam also realises that this man sleeps like shit, he sleeps for short intervals at a time, waking up shouting from nightmares, his body surging up with energy and concentrated compound V running in his veins. Sam eventually pries some answers from him, after some quietly asked questions and giving him pitiful puppy eyes and Ben cracked. He was uncomfortable when he told him, tried to hide it, tried to make it seem like it doesn't haunt him still, but Sammy knows he's lying. Ben tells him they did experiments on him during WWII, injected him with all sorts of chemicals, fed him dreams of glory and American Patriotism, made it seem like he was saving the nation. Nobody is born like this, everyone was made into a Supe, and whatever they tell people nowadays on the Internet and Television, it's all bullshit.

Sam feels a little bad but tries to remind himself that this Dean probably committed countless of war crimes and God knows what else, if those theories on Reddit are anything to go by. and he understands why these theories would be popular on certain places of the Internet. Soldier boy was built to be a weapon, and he was but a man, driven by desires and emotions. He's broken, wrong, sinful and dangerous, but Sammy can't bring himself to be disgusted, not when he himself is too tired, so tired of not having what he wants, and all he wants is the one thing he can have, this Dean, this man who wears his brother's face.

He knows it probably makes him a shitty person to stay with this 105 year old racist prick, but this man looks like he's only in his 30s, walks like Dean, sounds like Dean, looks like Dean, even smells like him.

Sammy found that one day after he found himself burying his nose in the man's dirty t-shirts that were thrown over the sofa. He's embarrassed at his weakness and tries to forget how the smell of sweat, musk and something so Dean made him feel weak in the knees and an army of butterflies errupted in his stomach.

Sammy has also been close enough to smell him and feel the warmth of his body against his. It happened in the middle of the night, when Soldier Boy was once again woken up by a nightmare. So Sam blinked his eyes open and turned his head to look at him on the other bed, but a big warm calloused hand pressed the side of his head down on the pillow hard so he won't move. he can't move. not with the type of strength Ben possesses. Sam held his breath, praying Ben won't snap his neck in half, mistaking him for an enemy soldier, mind broken, fractured and riddled with PTSD.

But all Ben did was lean down, his hot breath washing over Sam's face, his body frozen in fear. He didn't say anything for a long time, and Sam knew he was looking at him, then he whispered in his deep and heavy voice, “Sleep, Sammy.” Sam’s heart jumped in his chest, and he bit his lower lip so he wouldn't whimper and felt his mattress dip. Ben slid under the covers, easily pushing Sam’s body further in the bed, making space for himself, practically plastering himself to the back of Sam’s body, throwing a heavy arm over Sam's waist, getting comfortable right behind him, their bodies touching from top to bottom.

Sam gulped and parted his lips, breathing out a weak, “Ben-”

Ben didn't like that. So he clasped a hand over Sam's mouth, pressing hard, covering both his mouth and nose at the same time, Sam fought against his instincts telling him to kick that man as hard as he could but he can't, he may as well just ask Ben to kill him right then and there.

Ben lifted his head and breathed down Sam's ear, his nose touching his flesh, “Shut the fuck up, Sammy,”

Sam nodded before he could help it and Ben let go, finally granting him permission to breathe. While Sam gulped in oxygen and Ben got comfortable on the bed, squeezing Sam to his body like a giant pillow, “You're warm,” Ben whispered, sounding tired.

Sam’s heart broke a little, but that didn't last long when Ben added, “Shame you don't have a warm cunt to match,”

And right as he said it, he rolled his hips and Sam felt like throwing up at what obviously was Soldier Boy’s half hard cock right against the crack of his ass, then he settled, Sam listened for Ben's breathing and his heart finally stopped hammering in his chest when Ben's breathing evened out and he was surely asleep.

Sammy was terrified, but also safe at the same time, but also simultaneously in danger of losing one of his limbs if Ben has another nightmare or kills him in his sleep. Sam has never felt this close physically before to Dean, never so warm and cozy, but also so horrified and sick to his stomach because this isn't how brothers are meant to behave. But Ben isn't his brother. That's one of the first things he ever told him. That he wasn't his brother.

Sam closes his eyes tight and prays for his safety and for a way to go back home. And shivers when he realises he wants to take this man with him back home. Obviously nobody gives a shit about him in his world, and he'd do much good back in theirs. Soldier Boy was strong, a supe, and with the right training he can easily be one of the best hunters there was. And Sam is sure Dean wouldn't mind, not when this man kept Sam this safe for so long, looked after him, and plus this man may not be Dean, but he's still family in a way, and Sam's not very keen on leaving him behind. (That's Sam convincing himself that he'll be the one deciding to take this mfer with him when he knows that Ben will demand to go back with him, Ben won't let Sam leave him alone.)

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tagging the ppl kind enough to tell me they enjoyed my insane ship :) this is for you <3

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[twinkletoejam]

Thank you diva for spreading the samboy agenda w your edit. Much love to you 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

Type shit twin I love the samboy ship there just ain’t enough

[rosecarr67]

I have no logical explanation for this, but Soldier Boy is my new pretty, pretty princess. I mean look at him.

I love him, I wanna keep him in a jar and carry him from room to room of my house as I do things. I've tried to resist but apparently my new life's calling is to put this precious baby in Situations.

[sams-princess-hair]

Mmmmm Samboy, I love finding exotic wincest flavors

[sammyester]

who in the hell watches a show that ended and joins the fandom 20 years later????

anyway!!!

I'm max (he/him) - 19

I'm just starting supernatural I'm on season 4 (first time watch)

I know it's very big on here and I'm very late (it released the same year I was born I should've been watching since I was in the womb sorry guys) but I am obsessed with it I love the boys and the themes and everything,, so this blog is gonna be like an archive(?) or something reminiscent since I'll be rehashing every old crump because it's my first time seeing it! lol

that's like the worst intro ever but every other supernatural space is dead and I NEED to talk about the show so.....

[friendlyneighbourhoodfreak]

I keep thinking about certain characters getting pregnant

Namely: Sam Winchester and Homelander

The fathers: Dean, Soldier Boy or Butcher

[blackkmariah]

Hey!! Samboy nsfw ask incoming

Do you think Ben would ever let Sam fuck him under any circumstance? If so, what do you think it would take?

At first I thought, “I don't think Ben would like to bottom”, but I like versatility and I really wanted to write this. Ended up changing my mind, lol. Also, happy Samboy Saturday 💚

BACKSTORY? Bratty Sammy (but not much, because he values his life a lot) because I love him. Soldier Boy is Soldier Boy, what more can I say? Set in The Boys’ universe for practicity. They're kind of runaways traveling to a new motel whenever Ben gets in trouble, which is a lot. I'll write about their meeting later but I wanted to clarify before the rest.

1, 375 words

tags; homophobia (because it's soldier boy), referenced rape/non-con, crying (because it's sam winchester), blowjobs, mention of blood, weed

It never crosses Ben's mind. There isn't even a moment of curiosity because he's never done that and Sam's boypussy is too sweet. Why would he? As far as he knows, Ben will always be the one doing the fucking.

It's Sam who brings it up. He waits for days until he finds the right moment, Ben's cum still leaking out of him as he's sprawled on the bed, the Supe leaning against the headboard and lighting up a joint. He's spent, sated, as relaxed as he can ever be.

“Ben…” Sam's voice is hoarse. He nuzzles the man's thigh and looks up when he hums in response. “Ever thought about me doing the fucking?” Sam cringes at his own words, but really it's Ben's fault for being so unpredictable that he has to tiptoe around him.

Soldier Boy snorts because it's simply ridiculous. Sammy doing the fucking— he could watch him fucking a pretty girl or the motel owner, nice lady in her 60s that inherited the place from her parents. Ben fucked her like three days ago when they arrived, the thought of Sam's between her legs is enough to get him half hard.

“You mean you want to fuck me?” Ben's tone is playful, mocking and Sam blushes. “I'm no fag, Sammy.” He's condescending now and Sam kind of wants to punch him.

“You scared you won't be able to take it?” Sam teases, almost regretting it when he sees Ben's jaw clenching.

“I'm Soldier Boy. I don't get scared,” he's talking with the joint between his lips, trying to be casual about it but Sam has spent too much time to know he's affected by Sam's teasing.

Sam lays his chin on Ben's thigh and looks up, puppy eyes and everything. Ben's cock twitches in interest, stirring back to life but Sam knows it's not because of his proposition. Ben's staring at Sam's lips and the younger opens his mouth.

Give and take.

Ben forces himself down Sam's mouth. It's not forced per se but it's rough and has Sam choking on the Supe's hard cock hitting the back of his throat. He relaxes although it's a bit late, gags a little and gets a grunt as a reply.

“You're not fucking me like a bitch. I'm no pillow-biter.”

Sam hums acknowledging Ben's reply, body going lax as the other holds his head in place to fuck his mouth. Throat would be more accurate, Sam gags again and wills himself to relax. Ben hits the back of his throat and stills once Sam has stopped gagging. The price to pay, Sam assumes. He digs his blunt nails in Ben's thigh, but he thrusts up before pulling back, leaving Sammy coughing and gasping for air.

Ben keeps Sam's head in place with one hand while the other holds the joint to his lips, teary eyes staring back at mean ones, almost daring him to move away, but Sam won't. Ben jerks himself off while looking at Sammy, his lips bruised after being stretched so wide and raw from biting on them when Ben was fucking him. Couple of minutes later the supe is releasing all over the other���s face, most of it aimed towards his mouth but a drop almost reaches Sam's eye and he flinches. Ben smiles in satisfaction, smears all the cum on Sam's chin and forces it inside the younger's mouth.

Sam doesn't need to be told anymore, he swallows around Soldier Boy's fingers.

“Lay on your back,”

“It's going to hurt like that.” Ben raises an eyebrow and Sam bites the inside of his cheek as he blushes.

“Just pass me the lube.” Sam stares at him dumbly as he's laying on his back. “Feels better than blood.”

Ben is referencing their first times. It's easier to think about it that way than to acknowledge it as what it is—the Supe taking what he wanted, not caring if Sam wanted it too. Sam hums and reaches for the small vial, which is almost empty and Ben pours some of it right over his hardened cock, making the younger hiss because of the cold.

Before the Supe can do anything, Sam wraps a hand around himself to lather himself up on the lube, hand trembling a little like he's wondering if he's doing the right thing or not.

When Sam is done, Soldier Boy sinks down on him slowly, joint between his lips and his face scrunches up for just a second but he cools his expression quickly, not wanting to show how affected he is. Sam grunts and bites his lip, Ben is tight. Too tight. Sam gasps and grips the sheets under him as the Supe settles down.

Ben lifts himself up just a couple of inches and sinks down. Sam can see him trying to keep his face emotionless while also trying to figure out if he likes it or not. He's going to take that as a win, it's better than the alternative “beating Sam up just for asking,” his anxious brain provided days prior.

When Soldier Boy lifts himself up again Sam meets him halfway, angling his hips searching for that spot that could make Ben enjoy this, or at least hate it less. Ben seems to understand what Sam's trying to do and changes his position slightly until Sam's thrusting makes him grit his teeth.

Bingo.

Ben definitely likes it. Sam almost feels proud, but not yet. Ben is too out of it to care about Sam's hands on his hips holding him still for a second while he fucks into him roughly.

“Boy,” it's a warning tone but it's laced with pleasure. He even removes the joint for a second to speak.

Sam hums in acknowledgement, biting his lip as he's focused on fucking the Supe.

“Fuck you,” Ben says already breathless and starts to move his hips, meeting Sam's thrusts with little rolls of his hips. “Don't move,” Ben seems more focused now and grabs Sam's wrists, taking his hands off his hips. He's practically inhaling the joint like a vacuum cleaner, finishing it off in just a couple of minutes.

Like that, Soldier Boy starts riding Sammy and just like the way he fucks him it’s fast and rough and almost too much to handle. It makes Sam moan, toes curling and breathing uneven. Ben has a smug smile on his face, but Sam has learned to read him, he's enjoying it.

Being able to see the Supe's face is weird in a good way, Ben likes him bent over and the only times he sees him is when he sucks him off. And being inside of him— it's warm and tight and somehow like nothing he's ever felt before. Sam wonders if it's the compound V in his DNA. It makes him throb and Ben moans.

It takes a lot not to cum then and there, but Sam doesn't want to yet. He tugs at his hands and Ben somehow loosens up his grip, lets Sammy's hands free to pour some lube on his hand and warm it before he takes hold of Ben's erection. His hips stutter and it's like Ben even forgot he had a dick. Quickly, it's become too much and not enough, Sam can sense it in his desperate movements.

When Soldier Boy cums is so different from all the previous times they've fucked. When he fucks Sammy, Ben grunts, growls even, but right now he's gritting his teeth again, his thighs tremble and he's releasing himself all over Sam's chest. Sam thinks he blacks out for a second, Ben doesn't stop moving for a while and it kinda hurts his dick but he doesn't hate it.

Sam opens his eyes when Soldier Boy stops, notices he looks a little breathless and Sam's eyes feel watery. He doesn't know when it happened but he doesn't care, Sammy isn't a stranger to crying during sex with Ben.

“Guess your dick isn't so useless,” Ben says as he's climbing off his lap and Sam thinks he's going to pass out when he notices Soldier Boy is dripping cum. His cum. Then, he decides that's the closest he’ll get to Ben admitting he liked having Sammy up his ass.

[samsomegaslick]

samboy saturday!! 💚💥

Would Soldier be an alpha/beta/Omega and what would he smell like to Sam?

happy samboy saturday to you too, nonnie <3 (although its sunday)

hehe, i'd like to say that I like the idea of ​​the omega!soldier boy, it's a fun concept. but my heart is leaning towards the alpha!soldier. alpha should stay an alpha according to the concept of his character

soldier boy and dean have somewhat similar scents, which sometimes confuses sam. but for some reason, i think the soldier doesn't have the usual green or musky alpha scent, he would have a strangely pronounced citrus scent.

but actually!!! i think soldier boy lost his alpha scent as a result of the torture(as well as most of his alpha abilities). for a not-so-long time, sam doesn't even know or even understand that soldier boy is an alpha.

😮‍💨

[sharpteethsammy]

thank you for participating in samboy saturday! it was very sweet of you!! 💚

samboy Sunday can also be a thing, and if you want you can just post two pictures of how you imagine Sammy and soldier boy to look like when you're reading fic (I know soldier boy is either shaved or full on bear mode but yknow, maybe u like the full beard)

Thanks for suggesting it!! I love the idea of Ben with a disheveled beard, looking like a mess, but recently someone wrote about Sam losing his shit when he sees Ben without his beard because he reminds him so much of Dean 😫 It was delicious

[uhnfekshn]

Samboy Portishead - Undenied

[twinkletoejam]

I didn’t see anyone do this on TikTok sooo

[rosecarr67]

hey! :)

happy samboy saturday! do you have a favourite or interesting headcanon of them? 💚

hello! 😄 happy samboy saturday!! I wasn't expecting an ask about this so I had to think a bit (and fair warning I'm totally going to end up writing a little story because I'm a writer and I can't help myself) but I really like a classic jealousy trope for them, especially if it's Samboy + Dean when Sam brings Soldier Boy home with him.

Dean and Soldier Boy hate each other immediately, but Sam has gotten attached to this not-brother of his. He won't leave Dean but he won't tell Ben to leave the bunker either, and all too soon it comes to light that he's sleeping with both of them. To avoid bloodshed, he pulls out the puppy dog eyes and insists they work out some arrangement so they can all keep living together.

Soldier Boy has always been a selfish lover, and he suspects right away that Sam's eye is wandering because he's not satisfied. Dean, on the other hand, knows Sam inside and out. He knows all Sam's likes and dislikes by heart, and the secret kinks Sam would be too embarrassed to ever explain to anyone. So they compromise by sharing Sam- Ben doesn't kill Dean and in return Dean shows him how to make sex good for Sam, too.

They both resent this arrangement deeply and spend weeks glowering at each other, but eventually their hedonistic natures win out. Sam goes looking for his lovers one day and to his shock and disgust, Dean and Soldier Boy are in the Dean Cave, watching porn together on the big screen TV with cold pizza and beer.

Sam asks them what they fuck they're doing, and reminds Dean of how he once told Castiel you don't watch porn with other guys.

"Dude," Dean scoffs, without taking his eyes off the bouncing tits on the screen, "it's not gay if it's me, myself, and I."

"Uh-huh," Soldier Boy agrees, scraping the back of his wrist over his mouth. "What he said."

"Sammy, can you grab us some more beer? And maybe some popcorn?"

"Really?" Sam scowls at the back of Dean's head, not that he notices. "What am I, your wife?"

In unison, Dean and Ben say, "Yes," then fist bump each other.

Sam is pissed as hell, but he gets the beer, and next time he calls Jody she gets an earful about how much worse it is now that that his brother and Soldier Boy are getting along. She's always had a feeling but never known for sure whether Sam and Dean are more than brothers, but by the way Sam talks, it definitely sounds like he's more than friends with this man who looks exactly like his brother.

Thanks again for the ask and thanks to @angelsberrymilk for inspiring me to ship this pairing in the first place 💜

[saxpreg]

(soldier boy/dean forestester) In between Ben's lectures at God U, he finds a little time to destress with his favorite toy.

(i have no idea if anyone was asking for sb/dean but i’ve been rotating them around in my mind for at least a month and i lost it from there)

[friendlyneighbourhoodfreak]

happy samboy saturday!!!

do you think soldier boy will try to manipulate/coax sam and Dean to make out or something? do you think he'd taunt them, like, "Dean, you're so mad I fucked your brother, why don't you come over like a man and fuck my cum out of him?" 😈

Yes. He absolutely would.

Mdni 18+ under cut

And that pervert would watch like it's his own private porno, he'd shamelessly take his dick out and start stroking it, praising the brothers for how well they're doing, telling Dean what to do to get Sammy to come.

Ben would tease them to no end as well. Egging Dean on to fuck Sammy harder, to fuck his cum out of him.

"C'mon Dean-o I thought you were the man of the house here." Dean would glare at him, cheeks flushed, face and chest sweat shiny, "then fuck my come out of him like one. Let me see it dribble out of that beautiful, tight little pussy"

He'd praise Sam, of course he'd praise Sam. Sam with the cunt so tight it's still so hard to believe he's anything but a virgin. Sammy with the beautiful tits. Sammy who moans like a fucking pornstar every time Ben hits his prostate.

Ben would watch, jerking his dick so fast his hand would get hot, watch as his come would mix with Dean's. Maybe one of them would be able to knock him up one day. That would be the dream.

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Ta-da

Just for clarification, Sam doesn't have a pussy, Ben just feminises him far too much to think of him with anything but.

[blackkmariah]

heyyyyyyy what do you think soldier boy would call Sam's private parts?

happy samboy saturday btw!

Sorry, this ended up being Samboy Sunday. I didn't want to wait until next week to post.

tags: forced feminization, blood as lube, spit as lube, kind of dp but it's just cock + fingers, does that have a name?

Soldier Boy being an asshole, I'm obsessed with him using the similarity with Dean to his advantage and to shame Sam. Hint of Wincest, but I'd say that's a given.

Sometimes he'd ignore Sam has a dick. He'd rarely touch it, if ever. Or Sam in general, unless he wants to keep him in a certain position, but there would be a lot of forced feminization.

hole: simple, but effective. Not much creativity there but it's the least degrading one, might be why he likes using others more.

boypussy: would use it less. He kind of wants to ignore the fact that Sam is a man. It's too long, doesn't roll off his tongue as easily as other terms. There's certain power in fucking someone of Sam's size, although no one is match for Soldier Boy, of course. He loved the effect it had on Sam the first time he used it, it seemed to bring memories back— Sam closed his eyes with force, whole body tensing as he grunted out a “you're not real” and Ben thought that this guy was losing it. Sam passed out not long after that and was a mess when he woke up and doesn't remember anything. Ben played along, thinking it was all an act, but decided to pry later and see what that was all about.

pussy: one of Ben's favorites. Sam buys lube one day, tells Ben about it with rosy cheeks. He's embarrassed without knowing why and that makes him feel more embarrassed. He uses more than necessary, partially on purpose, but also because he's too fucking nervous. Sam had been using spit instead but he's tired of being achy all the time. Ben touches Sam for the first time, intrigued by the clear substance coating the man's walls. “Look at your pussy all wet for me,” Ben scissors his fingers, spreading him wider a lot easier than other times. “Knew you weren't a virgin. Did this Dean dude popped your cherry, Sammy?”

cunt: another favorite— would use it when he's feeling more aggressive. Sure it could be all the time with Soldier Boy, but especially if he's pissed. Sam always lets the supe take his anger out on him, trying to save as many civilians as possible, which frustrates the hell out of Ben and takes his anger out on the boy. He likes Looking at Sam in these moments, eyes switching from his bleeding Hole to the man's teary face. He teases his rim, sore from the rough fucking and painted red because he got tired of waiting. Blood works just fine, the proof is his index finger slipping in easily, Sammy gasps and throws his head back, he lets out a cry when Ben adds another digit. “Look at your greedy cunt, you could take another cock in here— maybe Dean's?”