Twist and Shout {VulcanSpock}

[W1nchester]

Dean Winchester hadn't been spanked since he was seventeen--and now he was twenty six. Nine years had passed since that very uncomfortable, looooong talk between him and his father's broad, leather belt. He was punished because he had left a thirteen-year-old Sam Winchester alone while their dad was out on a hunt. It was always over stuff like that when Dean got spanked. Serious stuff. He was supposed to be older and more mature, anyways.

So he was flabbergasted when his father, John Winchester, threatened to spank him over something as trivial as having a bad attitude. Sure, he didn't believe he's actually do it, but still! Twenty six and getting spanked from his father? No way! Sure he had thrown a temper tantrum, and may or may not have broken lamp--forcing his father to threaten him. But still!

Dean put his hands on his hips and scoffed. "Funny, dad. But last time I checked, I'm not Sam." He said with a roll of his eyes. "I'll clean it up. Just leave me alone." He said, going to find the broom and dustpan.

***

On the other hand, Sam Winchester was out on a drive with Castiel, Dean's best friend. Music was playing softly from the radio, on some pop station, not some stupid classic rock one that considers Foo Fighters to be classic. He sometimes hated Dean's choice of music.

But when he was driving--he got to pick, shotgun shuts his cakehole. Well, Castiel didn't seem to mind either way. They were out on a supply run, and Sam was good to take his damn time. His dad had been prying on his nerves lately, and it was evident that he was stressed as he drove. He decided to vent to Castiel, his current wonderful boyfriend.

"Sometimes I wish dad would treat Dean how he treats me. I always get the short end of the stick." He suddenly said. "Like when we were little, dad would always take Dean's side, even if he lied. Whenever I tried to lie about Dean, I'd get an even harder spanking." He huffed, not realizing that the angel probably had no experience with spankings, since Sam liked to be gentle with the angel, having no clue if he would even like that sort of thing.

"Ugh. I just wish my dad wasn't so stupidly hard on me..." He finally sighed.

[KingCrowley]

John had had enough of Dean's attitude recently. Sure he was twenty six but did that really give the man a reason to stomp around the place and act like a damn toddler? Dean seemed to think so, but John thought otherwise. So he threatened his son with a spanking, nothing with his belt...at least not yet. He thought it over in his head. Dean had been a better behaved boy through the years John spanked him, and now he was acting like a brat...having not been spanked since he was seventeen. Surely there was some sort of connection there.

"Damn it Dean, this attitude is goin' to stop here and now, you got me, boy?!" he growled, not appreciating the tone that he got from his son when he said his bit about not being Sam and for the man to leave him alone. "Y'know what? I thought you were old 'nough to be the man yer meant ta be, but looks like I still got some disciplinin' to do." he growled.

John stalked after Dean, grabbing his arm and shaking his head, "No Dean. Y'aint Sam, Sam wouldn't do something this childish and stupid. I've obviously been spankin' the wrong son." he said before dragging him over to the sofa where the big man sat down and hauled his twenty-six year old as though he were only ten or something.

He pinned him easily in place with his large, firm hand and lowered Dean's jeans and boxers with the other, baring his bottom to the room. "Attitude stops here Dean, got it? From here on out, yer gettin' yer butt whooped like a kid until you can prove ta me y'can act like an adult!" with that, John raised his hand and smacked Dean's butt, hard.

***

Castiel knew his young boyfriend was still getting over a recent spanking from John Winchester. He knew of John's disciplinary methods and he didn't disagree with them. However he did think that John could be too hard on Sam in comparison to how he treated Dean. The Angel put a hand on Sam's knee and smoothed his thumb over his jeans. "I know Sam, but your Father really does love you." he told him with a small, sympathetic smile.

"Don't ever doubt that, I am sure it is just because you are the younger brother." He assured him, finding his hand and linking their fingers together while Sam drove. Of course, Castiel had no idea that John was currently spanking Dean, his best friend. At the stop lights, Cas leaned over to kiss Sam and sighed softly.

"Heaven's court is due to start tonight, I won't be around for a good few hours." He told him. For a while now, there had been debate about stripping Castiel of his grace because of his choice to be with a man because it was considered sinful. There wasn't much hope of Cas keeping his grace, but he knew that whatever happened....he would have Sam. His Sam.

[W1nchester]

Dean grunted once his dad took ahold of his arm, halting him. He hadn't entirely been paying attention to his father as he was walking away. But as his arm was grabbed, he was all ears. His green eyes widened a bit. "Woah! Dad!" He yelped, being dragged over to the sofa. He tried to dig in his heels and yank his arm back, but John Winchester held his arm tightly.

Then he was flung over his dad's lap and he groaned, face going beet red. He didn't dare squirm here, though. He still knew better. Then his little pale bubble butt was bared, and John commanded his attitude to stop, and then said he was going to get spanked if he acted up!

"But I'm not Saaaaaaam!" He wailed immediately, wincing at the first swat. "Only Sam gets spanked over stupid stuff! Not me! You"re going crazy!

And then Dean recited the entire demon exorcising chant aloud, turning back to look at his dad with a confused expression. "Jesus Christ, it is you." He said sadly, hoping some spankophile demon had just highjacked his dad's body and he wouldn't really be in trouble.

***

One of Sammy's hands went down to hold onto Cas'. He relaxed a bit at his touch, as they began to hold hands. "It's not even fair. Dean does stupider stuff than I do." He sighed, smiling and turning his head last second to peck Castiel on the lips as he came close, giving a light smile at the stop lights.

Then he sighed a bit, watching the line of cars go across the road. "Are you sure you wanna... like... go through with it? I mean... I'm not worth losing your grace over, Cas..." He said softly. "I love you with all my heart and soul, but you're an angel. Are you sure you're willing to lose that... all over me..?" He asked with another sigh.

[KingCrowley]

John rolled his eyes at Dean, "I know y'aint Sam! Sam behaves a hell of a lot better than you do! Y'know why? Cause he gets his ass whooped if he acts out, and now that's exactly what yer gonna git!" he told him, slapping his hand down right across his bared butt and his thighs, skipping over his under curves for the time being. Then Dean started reciting a demon chant and John rose a brow, snorting when Dean said it was him. "Dean, yer an Idiot." he told him.

Then he brought his large, firm hand down across Dean's under curves, turning them a nice pink colour. "An' if the attitude still doesn't stop, then yer gonna get put to bed every night at seven, with a sore butt, you got it?" he asked him, though it was hardly a choice, he was going to listen whether he liked it or not. "Jus' like when y'were a kid an' acted up." he reminded him, slapping his under curves and his upper thighs in quick succession.

"Why're ya gettin' spanked, Dean Winchester?" he asked.

***

Castiel looked into Sam's hazel eyes and gave him a confident nod. "Yes I am sure. Losing my grace is nothing compared to losing you." he answered and sighed, looking out of the window. "The process is not pleasant, and it is not painless...but I am willing to do anything to be with you. I love you Sam Winchester. And I will say it to the face of God himself and take his scorn." he let him know. He checked the time and when they got out of the car to get the supplies, Castiel did not follow.

"Sam, I must go." he told him. "I am sorry I could not be more support for you...but I will try my very best when I return." he told him before then zapping from sight. It was around six earth hours when Castiel finally returned back to the home he lived in with Sam Winchester. He looked a wreck, tired...eyes bloodshot. Obviously It had not gone well.

"Sam?" he called out, wondering if he was there. The Angel made his way into the kitchen and grabbed a huge bottle of whisky, he downed it all within a couple of minutes.

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Dean groaned loudly as his dad started to swat at his bare ass and thighs, knowing from previous experiences that his sit spots would be targeted last because they hurt the absolute worst. "Oww! I'm not an idiot..." He huffed.

His toes curled at the next swats, every fiber wanting to haul off his dad's lap and run away. But he would never, ever, ever do that. "Ahh! Seven? Reeeallyyy?" He whined, before yelping at a hard swat and then finally nodding. "Yes sir, I got it!" He answered, sounding absolutely miserable.

"For givin' y'attitude, sir." He answered quickly, hoping he could get up and rub his stinging ass.

***

What Castiel said made Sam's chest swell with warmth. It really made him feel good. "I love you too, Castiel." He said, and sincerely meant it.

When Cas had to leave, Sammy sighed. "Don't worry about it. Good luck, and I love you." He reminded him again, sighing once more when he vanished. He went in to get supplies and headed home, having no idea when Cas was going to get back, so he decided to take a nap.

He always woke up whenever he thought he heard his name. He pushed himself up and dizzily headed downstairs, but he quickly woke up when he saw his boyfriend downing the whiskey, like he was Dean or something.

"Woah! Cas! What the Hell?" He asked, hurrying to him and wrapping his arms around him in a warm enveloping hug. "What happened..?"

[KingCrowley]

John rose a brow, "Oh yer not an idiot? Well stop acting like one then." he told his oldest son and continued slapping his bottom firmly, knowing his hand would be enough to turn Dean's ass a nice red. No way was John going to put up with his attitude anymore. He kept Dean pinned down firmly, striking his sit spots now with a firmness that he would remember from his last spanking. John was spanking harder so Dean would feel each firm swat.

"Yeah, n' ya don't give me attitude boy, you got it? Do it again, an it'll be the belt plus yer early bedtime spankings." he warned, John was not going to play around anymore, it was time to take the reigns with Dean again, and discipline his boy the way he had when he was young.

Then, John started spanking Dean in silence, swatting his cheeks, thighs and sit spots, turning them a nice red.

***

Castiel looked up and over to Sam, wrapping his arms around him and sighing heavily. "It was awful Sam. They showed me terrible things, trying to persuade me to leave you. They showed me you being tortured, saying I should not be with you. That they would stop if I relented." he laid his head on his boyfriend's shoulder. "They made me meet the unborn child of you and your wife if you had never been with me. He was a wonderful child." he explained.

"Sam...I've ruined everything for you...I was so close to letting you go...not because I wanted to...but because I do not want to ruin your life. I am...bad for you." he told him, looking up and into his eyes. "Your child...he was so much like you Sam...you can never have a child with me...not one of your own..." he felt tears sting his eyes.

"They took my grace and banned me from ever entering heaven. They forbid me from aging so that I will have to watch you grow old without me."

[W1nchester]

Dean gave a whine, kicking his legs a little bit. His ass was really starting to burn, now. He figured by know his ass and upper thighs would be a deep pink color. He whimpered and looked over his shoulder at his dad, gasping at some harder smacks.

"Y-Yessir, I got it... I'll listen n-now..." He tried to plead, but his dad just kept on swatting. He groaned and whined, twisting his hips, shouting out a bit. "Owww! Please, daaad! I'll listeeeen!"

***

Sam just held onto Castiel as he explained, rocking him slightly in his big, strong arms. He frowned, chest aching at what he had to say. He stroked back Castiel's hair, not liking what he started to say about himself.

"You haven't ruined anything. Nor are you bad, Castiel... I love you so much. I still do. Obviously that girl and child came after you. I loved your first and I'll love you most." He said firmly, kissing the angel's temple, holding his lips there.

"I'm... so sorry, Cas..." He said softly at that last part, kissing his head again. "But you have to remember that we'll still have a long time together." He said optimistically.

[KingCrowley]

John nodded his head, "Good, and I'm gonna make sure you think twice about stompin' round like a li'l toddler." he told him, smacking his ass a nice shade of red and then when John was satisfied with the colour of his cheeks, he smoothed his hand over, rubbing in the sting. "Okay Dean, we're done here." he told him, scooping him up and hugging him close in his big, strong arms. "Shh kiddo, Daddy's got'cha, yer alright, just a sore ass." he told him, rubbing his back and cuddling him close.

He knew that comfort after a spanking was important, even at Dean's age, so he pulled him up onto his lap and held him while he inevitably sobbed.

***

Castiel sighed softly, "The child will not exist if you stay with me, they told me so." he told his boyfriend and nodded when he told him that he hadn't ruined anything. "I have Sam...I've ruined your life. I never thought to ask you if you wanted to continue this relationship because of how your life was going to turn out." he told him and then explained about the watching him grow old and dying bit.

"Yes we do, but I do not think I could live without you, when you die, I am going to take my own life." he told him and then sat down, downing another bottle of strong alcohol down his throat for good measure. "But I am human now... I do not know how much I am going to change...you may not even love the person I become..."

[W1nchester]

Dean was definitely crying at the end of his spanking, squirming as his daddy rubbed in the terrible sting. He was trying to hide the tears however, but as his dad scooped him up and talked like that to him, he couldn't help but sob like he was ten all over again--blushing bright red as he did so. He wrapped his arms tight around his daddy's neck and sniffled.

"'m s-sorry, dad..." He blubbered, pawing at his eyes and hiccuping a bit.

***

"That's fine, Castiel. You're all I need, and I mean it." He said softly, stroking his head. He then he pulled back and took a firm hold on Cas's chin, tilting his head up to look him in the eye. "I want to continue. I love you, Castiel. You gotta believe that." He said to him, before letting his face go with a sigh, evident Cas wasn't going to stop.

His chest ached and he snatched the bottle from him. "No drinking. Drinking doesn't solve anything." He said, "And no... Romeo and Juliet-ing." He said with a huff, shaking his head. "Stop, Cas. The only thing I don't like is how you're talking right now..." Then he got a horrible idea. But he went with it. "But you can easily be stopped with a couple smacks to your ass. So knock it off, Cas."

[KingCrowley]

John smiled a bit and kissed Dean's forehead gently. "Yeah buddy, I know." he answered, rubbing his back gently. "I love ya the world Dean, you gotta believe that. Even though I roast yer ass when ya need it, y'know I'd never hurt'cha and I'll always be here for ya. I aint gonna judge ya cause ya gettin' spanked now...that aint how it works." he explained, just holding his boy close. He had honestly enjoyed spending time with just Dean since Sam got a place with Cas.

Of course they still came on visits and they all went hunting together, but John was enjoying spending time with Dean alone. "Go get yer pjs on, and I'll make some hot cooca." he told him, patting his butt.

***

Castiel couldn't help being the way he was right now, he was human and so naturally he had some self loathing, and Castiel's could even rival Dean's. "I know you love me Sam, I love you too." he said softly and then he sort of whined when the bottle of alcohol was taken from him. "It helps..." he answered and sighed. "If I wish to take my own life when you die, I should be able to...I cannot and will not live without you...baby." he said softly, reaching for his hand.

Then he went on to mention that he might not like the person he was going to become over time, and he frowned in confusion when Sam mentioned giving him a couple smacks to his backside. "Y-You what? But is that not a parental punishment?"