sabriel

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Sam woke up in the library, his face smashed into a book and sore. There was a red line on his forehead from the top of the book.

He tried to move his hands, but then realized they were handcuffed to the back of the chair. He struggled with it but it was no use.

Gabriel.

He looked to the desk across from him and saw that he was in fact correct. The archangel was sitting on the wooden desk, a smirk on his face. He jumped down and slowly strode over to the chained up moose.

"good morning sunshine!" sooo..... how's my Sammy doing today?" Gabriel said cheerfully, and plopped down into Sam's lap. He put a hand on Sam's knee and uncuffed Sam's hands. He threw aside the cuffs, as obviously they wouldn't need them anymore.

Gabe jumped down from Sam's lap and stepped over to the large bookshelf. He grabbed a random book off the shelf labeled Twist and Shout and tossed it at Sam. He smirked again, a little more mischievously than the last time.

"read"

Sam looked down. "but I already read thi-" he was cut off by a rough smack to the face. Gabriel growled. "did I say you may speak? No. so start reading sammose."

Sam gulped and started reading. He already knew what Gabe was going to do to him. They were two gay men in a room with a locked door. He's never done anything with Gabe though. He was really nervous.

Gabe sat in a chair next to Sam, and put his hand on his thigh. He started to move it towards his painfully erected cock, and cups it slightly when he gets there. Sam let out a small moan and bucked his hips towards the slow torturous movement of Gabe's hand, trying to speed things up. Gabe clicked his tongue as if he were a disappointed parent and retracted his hand. Sam sat back in his previous position and Gabe put his hand back.

Sam let out a groan of pleasure as Gabe put his hand in his jeans and messed around with the uncomfortable tent in his underwear. He moaned Gabriel's name and Gabe slapped hi again.

"no speaking. " Gabe reminded him. Sam made a mental note to stop talking and Gabe continued with hs horribly slow hand job. Sam tried to keep on reading but Gabe was making it considerably hard to pay attention to the words on paper when there were far better words he'd much rather be moaning.

Gabe took his and of his cock and Sam whined at the loss. Gabe placed a darkening hickey on Sam's neck. He pulled down Sam's pants and let is sit around his ankles. Sam had completely given up on reading, and tried to contain his moans as Gabriel took the tip of his dick into his mouth. Sam moaned like a porn star as Gabriel completely swallowed his cock.

Sharp stabs of pleasure shot through him like a gun. This was too much, and he was getting closer by the second. Just when he felt like he was going to burst, Gabe stopped. Sam stuttered loudly, "w-w-why d-did you s-stop?" forgetting Gabe's rule and this time, instead of slapping him, Gabe pushed him onto the floor. Sam was laying on his side, confused, and now in pain. Then Gabriel laid down next to him, but the opposite direction, and sucked him off again. He held Sam's head to his own considerably large member and Sam took him in.

So there them two were, 69ing on the library floor. But of course, all good things come to an end at some point. And this point is when Dean deices to walk in to the library.

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