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That don’t make it a good idea
#agree to disagree#supernatural#boys a bottom#spn#dean winchester#destiel#castiel#misha collins#deancas#jensen ackles#spn crack#zorro#bottom!dean#bottom dean winchester#dean is bi#bi dean#11x18#spn 11x18#cockles#jenmish#bottom from kansas
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dean wouldn't tell you but one of the hottest things about fucking cas is when the angel's eyes and lips glow with grace at the moment cas comes inside him
#he's shy about it okay?#that last edit had me remembering just how unbelievably fucking hot cas's grace is#deancas#destiel#lemons#top!castiel#bottom!dean#nom noms
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guess - charli xcx
#wincest#old ahh edit#wincest edit#samdean#dean winchester#sam winchester#bottom!dean#top!sam#i'm sorry for putting so much flash i swear i got blind while making this
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This is ironic because "bro"...
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Yall are misunderstanding somthing, the top sam/bottom dean appeal aint just about sam being bigger physically or the whole how hes more aggressive in bed canonically (those are fun points too tho)
Its about toppy, confident, no chick flick moments, ladies man, masculinity so in your face it comes across as a performance, i must protect my brother at all costs Dean Winchester getting dicked down real good, having him let go and let himself get taken care of and held yunno? Or put in his place, that works too😗 (also putting down the strong man mask behind closed doors)
S1 sammy? bratty for sure, and bratty bottom sam is very tasty, but bratty TOP sam fucking his older brother is a friggin delicacy to me ok😤
ANYWAYS im just sayin
im a sucker for characters like dean getting fucked in the ass and rimmed till they cry what can i say
#dean has so many moments where he lets himself be emotional and vulnerable with sam too its so tasty#i keep seeing bottom sam propaganda#and thats all fine and dandy#but i keep seeing bottom dean slander along for the ride ‘just cuz sam is taller doesnt-l#THAT IS NOT WHY#i love to take a man who thinks hes a top or that acts like a top#and sit him on another mans dick😍#oh baby ypu thought…#cockslut dean is also just super fun#i dont care how likely it is#im just having fun and i like deans ass full of sams schlong#bro is used to following orders too#give him a daddy kink as a treat#(this aint bottom sam slander i like both i just usually like dean there more)#wincest#bottom!dean#bottom dean winchester#top sam winchester#top!sam
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dean should've developed an unhealthy attachment to cas. like each time Cas disappeared or died fucked Dean up so much that after Cas returns back from the empty, Dean physically can't be away from Cas. and I mean it's bad. like Cas isn't even allowed to leave the room without Dean. Dean cant sleep without Cas right next to him
it gets to the point that the only time Dean feels even remotely okay is when Cas is deep in him and Dean doesn't even let Cas pull out when they're done and sleeps with Cas still in him. cockwarming would've been a huge hit.
anyways give me fully rabid Dean who's surpassed humanly possible levels of codependency. Cas is of course happy as a pig in shit to go along with all of it
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The amount of glee I had reading this most recent Destiel fic when Cas turned from his "true form" to human-shaped and Dean was going to finally get dicked down by Cas.
I have so much love for bottom!Dean. You have NO IDEA LOL
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Destiel | Desperation
「Synopsis 」 : While on a hunt, Dean gets hit with an unknown pollen that stings the throat. But after awhile of thinking everything is fine, Dean realizes he is not fine and very horny...
「Word count」 : 3.97K
-> Genre: Destiel Smut
Paring: Dean Winchester / Castiel
[Warnings] : Sex pollen/Dub-Con/Overstimulation/Multiple Orgasms/Top Castiel/Bottom Dean/Car sex/Hand Job/Praise/P without P/Smut/Soft Castiel/Adult themes

Whatever it was, it sprayed Dean straight in the face with a hot, sticky pollen like substance. It smells sweet, but so sweet that it instantly makes Dean sick in the gut. It gets in his eyes, and he doesn’t know where things are anymore. It almost burns his skin, and he shouts out in frustration towards himself. He holds onto his knife tightly in case anything else happens while he’s trying to wipe the shit from his eyes with his other hand. But with how much he wipes, it doesn’t want to come off.
“Cas!? You there?” Dean calls out.
He hears footsteps coming closer then they stop right in front of him. “What happened?”
“Something sprayed me in the face and I can’t get it out of my eyes,” Dean explains his situation, pointing to his face.
Cas is silent for a moment as he assesses the problem. He quickly runs over to the Impala and comes back with one of Sam’s half empty bottles of water. Cas pushes Dean’s head to the side and gently so that he can splash the water into his eyes. Dean scrunches up his face and holds his breath as the angel cleans the pollen from his eyes. Finally, Dean is able to open his eyes. But he can still feel it in his lungs and taste it in his mouth. It’s horrid. He has to hold his stomach down, swallowing bile that rises to the back of his throat.
Dean looks around at what attacked him and sees a big purple flower wrapped around a tree. The two of them are currently in the middle of the woods tracking an unknown creature. This woods is it’s home and is layered with traps and other shit that they’ve had to disarm or cut down.
“What is this?” Dean asks, poking the flower with the knife.
It poofs another smaller yellow cloud, but it looks like it’s all out of juice. Cas looks it over but doesn’t get too close. He steps away from it, as if realizing what it is.
“So?” Dean asks again.
“It’s nothing,” Cas says a little too quickly before walking off further into the woods.
They haven’t even gotten ten minutes into the trees and Dean is already being attacked by flowers and Cas is lying. This job is going to be great. Dean follows the angel a few feet back, not wanting to walk into another trap. But he soon finds it hard to concentrate when his lower gut begins to feels hot. Almost a contraction that has him folding over slightly. His breathing becomes heavy and oh god, why is his dick hardening in his jeans.
He stops and leans up against a tree for a second. Castiel disappears behind some other foliage and Dean curses to himself. He pushes himself off the tree and nearly collapses, his knees feeling weak. God, what did that flower do to him. Whatever it was, he has to push on. He treks through where the angel went and spies him further up.
“Cas, wait!” Dean tries to call out loudly, but his voice comes out hoarse.
His jeans hold his hard on painfully and he tries to shift his cock around so it’s less uncomfortable. But it doesn’t work well since he decided to wear a tighter pair than his others. Cas comes over and keeps his eyes up even though he blatantly saw what Dean was doing.
“You’re shit at lying, what was that flower?” Dean grumbles out.
The hunter is starting to form a layer of sweat over his forehead now and Cas quickly realizes that he got the full brunt of the flower’s pollen. He thought he would have some time to get back to the bunker after the job. But’s it’s less than a minute and Dean is already feeling the effects greatly.
“It’s a flower only one type of creature puts around their den to protect themselves,” Cas explains as Dean leans up against another tree. “If it’s not treated it can lead to fatality.”
Dean’s eyes nearly pop out of his head. “What!? You said it was nothing. You lied!?” He snaps.
“I lied, okay? I thought we would have some time before…” the angel trails off, trying to figure out how to say it without being so blunt. But’s he’s going to have to be.
“Before what, Cas!?” Dean snaps.
Castiel thinks for another second before saying very bluntly, “It’s a sex flower. The pollen creates an effect to the body that if you doesn’t have any form of release, the person effected will die.”
Dean stares at Cas for what feels like forever until he groans, nearly folding in half. The heat in his gut has turned into a desperation that has the hunter feeling so ungodly horny. He inhaled a lot of that pollen. God, Cas isn’t kidding.
“Just my luck,” Dean mumbles through grinded teeth. “So what? I gotta jerk off and this will go away?”
“Kind of, Dean. That’s if you can out last the pollen before you pass out and die,” Cas says very bluntly.
Green eyes stare wide at the angel. “Dude,” Dean snaps.
“What?” Cas snaps back.
Another wave of heat and rawness takes a hold of Dean that has him holding his gut. He grinds his teeth and holds still until it eases up slightly. The hunter inhales deeply not realizing he was holding his breath.
“Are you going to lend a hand?” Dean grunts out.
Cas feels himself freeze up and go red in the ears. “Uh, how would you-“ he stumbles over himself.
“I don’t know!” Dean suddenly snaps. “I’m starting to freak out man! My hands are shaking so much I can barely hold shit at the moment!”
The hunter slides down the tree and drops his knife, pushing it away slightly. Cas kneels down in front of him and Dean suddenly grabs him by the tie and pulls him in close. It’s so bad. His body feels like it’s on fire. He can barely think straight.
“Cas, I need you to do something!” Dean shouts, making the angel flinch.
Cas hesitates for a second before beginning to unbuckle the hunter’s belt. “Tell me if you want me to stop at anytime or-“
“Cas, I swear to God! Just hurry up!” Dean snaps.
At this point, if the angel touches him he knows he’s not going to last long. He tries to help Cas pull his pants down but his fingers feel numb. His dick though is already painfully hard but it’s better than it being stuck in his pants. His dick is already leaking a little and he hasn’t even touched himself yet. Cas spits into his hand and Dean wishes he could appreciate the sight but he just needs the angel to hurry the fuck up at this point.
He regrets it instantly at the shock that zaps through his body as Cas wraps a hand around his cock. Dean grunts loudly and holds onto Cas tightly, digging into his shoulders. Cas doesn’t move, waiting for Dean. The hunter is hunches over, his head buried into Castiel’s chest and his shoulders shudder with every breath.
“Keep going,” Dean finally pants out. “Just, ah-“
Cas moves his hand and it feels like they’ve already gone five rounds, his dick sensitive as all hell. Cas strokes his cock slowly, not wanting to hurt Dean any more than he seems to be doing. He shifts Dean and himself so that he can hold the hunter closer and keep both of them on their knees. He keeps Dean upright with a hand on his back and having him lean into him. He can feel the hunter shaking under him, with every heavy exhale he grunts through his teeth. Cas becomes worried about Dean’s safety. He knows he can outlast the pollen, but can Dean. He’ll just have to push the hunter through it.
Despite the pain, Dean begins to find the pleasure in it. The heat that rolls in his gut doesn’t let up, it only gets stronger with each stroke. Dean begins bucking into each stroke, trying to get to his high. To get this over and done with. Cas speeds up, pulling his dick and smearing the precum with his thumb over the head.. With another thrust and another stroke, Dean is coming in Cas’s hand. It’s a quick and lazy hand job, but it’s one step closer to riding out this pollen. Dean holds onto the angel as it feels like his orgasm rips through him. It leaves him panting and feeling dizzy. Cas wipes his hand in the leaves on the ground but he ends up just cleaning his hand on his trench coat.
But Dean’s cock doesn’t soften and the heat in his gut doesn’t disappear. The consequences of the pollen are still in full effect and he doesn’t want to go through another one. Dean thought the symptoms would start to disappear, but they only heighten. He groans in protest as his whole body becomes sensitive and his vision begins to go blurry with how badly the pollen is effecting him. He needs another release even though Cas just finished pulling him off two seconds ago.
“Cas, that didn’t work,” Dean pants out.
“The flower acts like a drug. You’re going to have to out last the pollen until its effects wear off,” Cas explains in his ear.
His eyes widen. “And how long can this last?” Dean asks.
“The amount you got hit with? An hour or more?” The angel answers.
Dean is silent and with shaky hands, he tries to stuff himself back into his jeans. But it’s difficult when he’s still rock hard and has shaky hands. The effects of the pollen are hitting like a charging bull and it’s getting very hard to think about anything else but getting fucked.
“I need you to help me back to Baby,” Dean seethes out through his teeth.
He’s not angry, he’s trying to hold himself together until they get back to the car. Cas helps him to his feet but his legs feel like jelly. They get two steps before Dean’s world becomes lopsided and he nearly falls over himself. Without hesitation, Cas picks him up bridal style and jogs all the way back to the car. The entire way there, Dean is panting and he’s sweating. He still can’t think straight and his body feels like it’s on fire.
They both struggle to open the car and Dean falls into the back seats. “Cas get in here!” He shouts, gripping onto the front seat with one hand.
His legs are parted and he’s breathing so heavy it almost looks like he’s about to give birth in the back seat. Cas pokes his head into the car and when he sees the sight of the hunter he can’t help but looked shocked and horrified. Dear god, he got them into this shit. Now he has to fuck his way out of it.
“There’s lube and other shit in the glove box. Jerking me off isn’t going to help me at this point,” Dean confesses.
He watches the angel’s face go wider and redder than it already is and he would make a snarky comment, but he’s too dazed himself to think of something. Cas quickly moves to the passenger seat and digs through the glove box to grab the small bottle of lube that he finds and chucks it back. He also chucks condoms at Dean before he heads around to the back door. Dean doesn’t even notice the condoms as his hands are slipping on the bottle of lube. He just brushes the condoms off him onto the floor as he tries not to black out.
Struggling to open the lube he chucks it at Cas with a “Fuck it,” and begins to try and undo his belt and pants. The bottle smacks Cas right in the face and he retreats back outside of the car holding his face. Dean doesn’t even notice what he’s done as his fingers shake over the belt buckle. Panic starts to set in as the pollen’s hold on his becomes constricting at this point. He feels like he can hardly breathe.
“Help me get these things off!” Dean finally shouts at the angel.
Cas comes back into the car and quickly unbuckles his belt and unzips his jeans. He then pulls Dean’s shoes off aggressively and then tugs with all his might to get Dean’s jeans off. He throws Dean’s legs around as if he’s whipping a horse. It’s an awkward struggle that has both of them swearing their heads off, but Cas pulls Dean’s jeans off and chucks them outside with a little bit of anger to the action.
Dean is just lucky that this woods is out in the middle of nowhere. No one comes out here, there’s no houses and the entire way along here they didn’t pass anyone. So, they don’t have a problem about someone coming up behind them and seeing the ungodly actions that are about to go on in the back seat of the Impala. Only the creature in this woods would see this if it’s curious enough. But if Dean had to be honest, he could give two shits right now.
Cas pushes Dean back until his head is hitting the car door. The angel comes into the car so he’s leaning over Dean, one knee on the seat and other off it. It’s an awkward fit that has the angel asking himself how the hell did Dean do this in the back here. But Cas gets to and he lathers his fingers with lube generously and pushes Dean’s legs up, so that his ass is on display. Dean wraps his arms around his thighs so that Cas doesn’t have to hold on them for him.
“Are you-“
Dean cuts the angel short, “Cas I swear to god if you ask me if I’m alright one more time, I’m going to die out of spite. I’m going to start fucking myself if you don’t!”
“Okay,” is all Cas can say.
He presses one finger into the hunter’s ass and Dean groans out from deep in his throat. Cas fingers him at a slow pace but it isn’t enough. It’s doing nothing to satisfy that need that is consuming Dean’s body. Is dick is hard against his stomach and already leaking precum again. He doesn’t want to touch his own dick because of the shock that just ran through him with a finger up his ass.
“Come on,” Dean snaps. “If you’re going to finger me, finger me properly and not like some virgin!”
Cas glares at the hunter but he adds in two more fingers straight, making Dean’s back arch up like some high school virgin. Dean might but desperate, but Cas still doesn’t want to hurt him. But Dean dying is something the angel does not want happening. Cas takes his fingers out and steps back out of the car to take off his coat, jacket and pants. He comes back into the car with on his shirt and tie on and for a split second Dean can appreciate the look. Cas closes the door behind him and gets in position again at the hunter’s ass. He feels kinda exposed having the car door open, his white ass on display for the woods behind him.
Dean watches Cas, needing this angel to hurry the fuck up. The angel pushes Dean’s legs up further with one hand as he strokes himself to a full erection, coating his own cock with lube. Condoms are long forgotten by both of them as the need to get Dean through this becomes first priority. Cas presses his the head of his cock to Dean’s ass and just the thought of it has the hunter panting. He’s about to snap at the angel again when Cas pushes in. Dean’s words get turned into a groan and a moan and another noise that he can’t name. He holds onto his own legs as Cas pulls out and pushes in further again.
It's almost as if Dean can feel everything ten times more than usual. It burns, but like before with each thrust and with each movement it begins to feel good. Soon enough, Cas sinks all the way in and he’s panting himself. Dean clenches down on the angel’s dick and he hears Cas’s breathing hitch slightly. He must be enjoying himself too a little bit as he stays still for a passing minute, letting Dean adjust and catch his breath.
Cas suddenly moves and sets a quick pace with his hips. It’s a little awkward how he’s positioned in the back seat with one leg off the back seat, but it’ll have to do for now. And it’s working, the tension and the coiling, painful heat in Dean’s gut slowly disappears and turns to pure pleasure. It’s still very overwhelming and has Dean moaning like some virgin with each movement. Dean moves from gripping his legs to grabbing onto Cas’s tie and bring him down close. Cas has to push Dean’s legs open more, moving the left one to his side and off the chair while the other one is hooked over the angel’s shoulder. The new angle sends a new thrill through Dean that has him moaning for more.
“Ca-Cas. Ah, ah,” Dean pants out in the other’s face, not being able to catch his breath.
The angel begins getting caught up in his own little world but the brutal pace is what Dean needs. It’s what this pollen wants. Cas breathes heavily in Dean’s face and it begins to get annoying. He grips the angel’s black hair and brings him down for a sloppy kiss. None of them care for romantics at the moment, it’s pure desperation. The kiss turns to just kissing each other’s faces lazily. Cas travels down to Dean’s neck where he breathes heavily but kisses his hot skin every now and again.
Cas brings a hand down between them and grabs Dean’s cock. The hunter arches his back again and tries to move away from the touch but the angel holds him tightly. Dean holds onto Cas’s shoulder with a deadly grip as he stares upwards at the roof of the car. He’s so close that with only a few strokes of his dick he’s coming again. He clenches down around Cas and the angel stutters in his movements. This time the orgasm is more intense than the first one. His vision goes black for a moment and he thinks he passes out for a couple of seconds. Cause when Dean comes to, Cas is watching him intensely, his body very still against him.
“How are you feeling?” Cas whispers down.
Dean wishes he could say they were done, but the need is still there and his dick isn’t softening. Even though he’s made a mess all over his stomach, he needs more. But his body feels worn and he’s tired. He shakes his head, he doesn’t want to go on. He meets Cas’s blue eyes and holds onto his shoulders tightly.
“It’s- It’s not over, Cas,” Dean pants out.
The angel pulls out and the coil of pain and heat tightens in Dean’s body. The second orgasm did something for the pollen, the effects have lessened but it’s still got a hold of him.
“I’m tired, Cas. No more,” the hunter begs.
Cas shakes his head. “We have to keep going,” he says bluntly.
Dean shakes his head but he complies and goes along with Cas as he pulls him up into a sitting position. Cas sits down in the middle of the back seat and brings Dean onto his lap. He holds onto Dean tightly, hugging him as the hunter moves along with him. Cas guides his dick back into Dean easily and he sinks down on the angel with a wince and a hiss. He keeps Dean still, letting him readjust.
“You have to come again, Dean,” Cas says in his ear.
Dean swallows thickly. “I think I’m dry,” he says hoarsely.
“You just need to go through the motion of release, we don’t need your seed,” the angel comments bluntly.
“Don’t call it seed,” Dean grimaces. “That just ruins the mood.”
“Sorry.”
“Move. Before I change my mind and have you jerk me off again,” the hunter quickly says as he places both of his hands on Cas’s shoulders.
Cas begins moving, rolling his hips rather than thrusting in and out. It doesn’t satisfy the shivering and hotness inside of Dean so he begins moving his ass up and down. He works through the pain that it brings him. Everything is sensitive and with this new angle Cas is hitting his prostate with each grind. Dean pants and groans as he works through it. Tears prick to his eyes and he has to wipe them away quickly. It’s not as bad as the first couple of times but it’s his third round and his body can’t handle it even though the pollen needs it.
Cas holds Dean’s hips and helps him move when the hunter begins to get tired. The only sound is the steady slap of sweaty skin against skin and Dean panting and groaning. They’re so close together that Dean’s dick grinds against their shirts. It’s enough friction for Dean to feel another painful orgasm building. He buries himself into Cas, his body feeling limp and numb.
‘Stay with me, love,” Cas pants into Dean’s neck.
The hunter opens his eyes, not realizing they were closed. Cas doesn’t stop but he pushes Dean slightly back so he can wrap around his cock again. A burning sear has Dean grabbing his wrist to stop before the hunter even knows what he’s doing. He doesn’t want anything near his dick.
“Dean,” Cas says in a hush. “It’s okay. It’ll be over soon.”
Hesitantly, he let’s go of Castiel’s wrist and grips onto the angel’s shoulders tightly to get through the burning. He can feel the effects of the pollen dying off, but it’s still there making him unwantedly horny.
But fortunately or either unfortunately Cas is able to get a third orgasm out of Dean. It painfully rips through him, and he comes dryly. His dick twitches in Cas’s hand as nothing comes out of it but a small dribble. He clenches down on Cas and that’s enough to tip the angel over the edge after going for so long. Dean’s insides are painted hotly and he would normally find pleasure in it, but right now he feels gross and tired. Cas takes his hand of Dean’s cock and it’s like a relief the hunter didn’t know he could find happiness in. Someone taking their hand off his dick.
“How are you feeling now?” Cas asks while keeping the hunter close to him.
Dean can finally feel his dick softening. The coil and the pain slowly ebbs away and the horniness that pollen was forcing is gone. He brings his hips up until Cas’s softening cock falls out of his ass. He sits down back with a grunt, not caring for the mess in the angel’s lap. He feels like he could sleep for ever.
“I’m fine,” Dean grumbles out. “I just want to sleep for the rest of the day with oily pizza in my hand.”
Cas moves but stops when the hunter shakes his head. The angel stills and waits for a response. Dean leans heavily onto Cas, resting his forehead on the angel’s shoulder.
“Give me a moment, Cas,” the hunter mumbles.
“Okay,” Cas agrees as he begins to draw random shapes and patterns on Dean’s back.
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Cas gets Dean these for his Birthday today, and they have wild creaky old man sex about it

Happy Birthday to the one & only Dean Winchester!
Still Beautiful, Still a Bottom, Still Dean Winchester
(I know there’s a joke post out there about Dean wearing these but I couldn’t find It, if someone sends it to me I’ll tag it here!!)
#supernatural#spn#birthday party for dean 2025#dean winchester#destiel#castiel#misha collins#deancas#jensen ackles#spn crack#Dean in lingerie#gods favorite#still beautiful#still dean winchester#happy birthday dean#dean studies#happy birthday#bottom!dean#bottom dean winchester
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Sign Ups for 2025
(This mod apparently cannot navigate tumblr functions, apologies for the delay)
Its officially here, the sign up sheet for this year's Bottom Dean Big Bang!
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casual - chappell roan
#i lowkey edited the audio a bit#wincest#samdean#edit#wincest edit#sam winchester#dean winchester#spn#top!sam#bottom!dean
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Wincesty trans Sam thoughts...
Transmasc Sam who is self conscious about the size of his tdick 🤝 Transfem Sam who is self conscious about the size of her dick 🤝 Dean loving whatever Sam's got, but totally up for that monster dildo Sam loves to pull out, or Sam's fucking amazing mouth if that's what Sammy wants
#wincest#trans wincest#transfem sam winchester#transfem!sam#transmasc sam winchester#transmasc!sam#trans sam winchester#bottom!dean#for once 👀#🍋#trans spn#transnatural#wincest hcs
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We're in love. Out and proud. Not ashamed. Waiting for him to put his babies inside me. :)
#gay smut 1x1#gay smut roleplay#bottom!dean#gay discord rp#john/dean#gay discord roleplay#gay smut rp#top!john#gay smut discord rp#daddycest roleplay#weecest#daddycest 1x1#daddycest rp#daddycest
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dean doesn’t think he’ll enjoy having fingers up his ass, but he gives it a try because cas insists it’ll feel amazing.
when he finally feels the first finger, he thinks “maybe this ain’t so bad”. he continues that train of thought until cas brushes against his prostate. dean immediately needs more and is whining for it and thrusting back on cas’s fingers in hopes he’ll feel that amazing shock of pleasure again. by the end of their session, dean is desperate and has pretty little tears running down his face as he cums for a 3rd time.
after that, dean is obsessed with prostate massages and luckily for him, cas loves making dean cry from pleasure.
OH MY GOD?????
Dean deserves prostate massages and finger fucking and getting fucked within an inch of his life. That's his birth right!
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Sam and Dean’s identical reaction to seeing some frat guys working on a car
#my favorite bottom from Kansas#supernatural#spn#dean winchester#jensen ackles#spn crack#bi dean#dean is bi#bottom from kansas#bottom!dean#bisexual dean winchester#dean posting#spnblr#Sam Winchester#spnfamily#spnfandom#hook man#spn 1x07#1x07
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Bottom!Dean Big Bang 2025
I just posted about this but apparently I can't read My notes. Bottom Dean Big Bang will open this year on January 19th! So if you have your ideas ready, the sign ups open on January 19th! But you can always check us out on the discord!
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