“Maybe,” Sam argues,
“I wanna fuck you too, Dean.
Don’t be so angsty.” x
Some amazing things have happened in my livestreams :) Tonight it happened again! In the midst of the livestream when I colored this, spontaneous poetry erupted—-
Ode to an OT3
The beautiful pearlescent fluids
upon the shaft so thick
withdrawn from twixt the hot nethers
upon the stalky dick
A man bereft of energy
but longing yet for more
the panting face below him
as sweat drips on the floor
"Once more," he hears a voice say
as someone takes his place
and deep inside his brother
he knows it’s filled the space
And so he watches faithfully
as if within a dream
for nothing sounds the sweeter
than his older brother’s scream
man, do i love size difference.
commission for saltnbyrne :)
Bed & Breakfast. Only vacancy left in town. Dean likes the idea of breakfast being an actual part of the establishment? But HATES the room. At least until it gets dark, yeeeaaaahhhhh.
Somehow, the lines took about twice as long as the coloring. Maybe that’s because I did a messy coloring, yeeeeeeaaaahhhhh i like it messy sometimes.
some of my favorite kinks combined! pec fucking with chest hair, hotdogging, scars (suggested by your friendly neighborhood quickreaver, and I often mean to draw scars on the guys, but then forget once i get to the end of the picture!), sweating, freckles. Also arm veins (and dick veinssss) :D And plaid, lol.
Fucking is imminent.
This is not a self-harm image. The scars on their arms are from the times they tested with silver blades to be sure they were not supernaturally compromised.
deep dickin \o/