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John loved both of his sons. Sam, his eldest, was an accomplished lawyer who looked after marginalised omegas escaping their overbearing alphas. More than once Sam had invited the omegas back to the house, letting them stay anywhere from a few days to a few months to ensure they felt safe to start a new life. John felt so proud and helped where he could. His business was somewhat successful so he was able to give the omegas a few hundred dollars to help with bus tickets and getting set up somewhere new or gave them a job in the auto shop for a few weeks or months so they could build up their experience. He hated seeing that look in their eyes. The one where they flinched at every loud noise and constantly looked over their shoulder. John was so proud of what Sam had accomplished.
Then there was his younger son, Dean. He was an omega through and through. All he wanted to do was please his alphas and keep house. However, John had encouraged Dean to explore all his options and he and Dean ended up bonding over cars. Dean loved opening them up and seeing what made them tick. John commented more than once that Dean seemed to have a special touch, and could figure out the most complex problems with little difficulty. Dean always blushed under the compliment. He blushed at any compliment, and John found that adorable, thus he would shower Dean in praise, any chance he got.
Shortly after Dean’s sixteenth birthday, the age omegas could legally be claimed, Dean came home from school in a bad mood. He dropped his bag, kicked his shoes off and threw himself on the sofa. Sam was working from home that day and scented his little brother’s distress.
“What’s up? Bad day?” Sam asked, moving from the dining room table to where Dean was in the adjoining sitting room.
“The worst,” Dean mumbled into the cushion he was pressing his face into. His face was hot with embarrassment and there were tears in his eyes. He didn’t want his brother to see him like that. Before he could even begin to try and tell Sam what happened, John Winchester burst through the door, anger rolling off him in waves.
“Dean, baby, are you okay?” he asked as he rushed to be by his son’s side. “I got a call from the school telling me something happened,”
He sat on the floor beside Sam, and placed a hand on his son’s back. Dean began to nod but then shook his head. Physically he was fine, but he wanted nothing more than for the floor to open and swallow him whole. He had never been so embarrassed and no matter what John or Sam said, he wasn’t going to go back to that school.
“What happened?” Sam asked, his tone full of concern, as he rubbed a hand over Dean’s back.
Dean lifted his head and sighed. He looked at his brother and father and told them everything. He guessed by his father’s anger, he knew some of what had happened. As Dean was of mating age, he was led to the alpha part of the high school and stood in front of the school. He had to make a little speech as to why he would be a good omega partner, and what his skills were. Sam nodded. He remembered that from his time in school. He himself had gone to the omegas. The two groups took it in turns going to each side of the school. He knew Dean didn’t love public speaking but so far he couldn’t see the reason for Dean’s upsetness and John’s anger.
“Well, Dr. Azazel was there,” Dean started, swallowing back tears and Sam felt his anger flare up. John let out a quiet snarl. Ever since delivering Dean sixteen years back, the doctor had made numerous attempts at trying to purchase Dean. John rebuffed every single offer. When Sam came of age, Azazel started reaching out to him too. He offered to put Sam through the top law schools if he could talk his father around to selling Dean.
“Well you know the rules. All unclaimed omegas must follow the instruction of all faculty or visiting omegas,” Dean said. His attempt at holding back the tears had finally failed and they poured down his cheeks. He looked at the ground, and told Sam and John how Azazel commanded him to strip, and show just how unique he was.
“He tried to make me slick myself in front of all the senior class,”
Dean paused for breath and allowed a small smile.
“Told Dr. Azazel he made me drier than sandpaper, then he dragged me over his knee for insubordination,”
Dean went on to say he bolted from the school the moment he could and that brought them to here. John moved onto the sofa and pulled his son into his lap.
“It’s okay baby. You can cry. Cry as much as you want. It’ll all be okay,” he soothed as he held his son and rocked him back and forth gently.
Dean eventually ended up napping, exhausted from the day’s events, and Sam and John moved to the kitchen, where John pulled two beers from the fridge and handed one to his older son.
“Think you can talk to your higher ups? See if we can do anything about this?” John asked before taking a long pull from his drink. Sam mulled it over. His law firm was looking to strengthen omega rights but weren’t getting very far. Kansas was quite conservative and it was proving difficult.
“I’ll say it to Balth and the guys. Don’t know what we’ll be able to do though,” Sam said defeated.
“Is there anything you and I can do?” John asked, a hint of desperation to his tone.
Sam looked at his father and raised his eyebrow. Apart from moving schools, or states, the one thing they could do to protect Dean was claim him. If Dean was claimed, they could either pull him from school, or the claiming would overrule the law that Dean had to do what any alpha asked.Claimings among family members weren’t rare. Some turned their nose down at it, some saw it as keeping bloodlines pure and for others, like Dean, the omegas just wanted it.
John had come from a traditional view of keeping bloodlines pure, and was practically raised in a cult. Omegas in his family compound were treated as only baby makers and cock sleeves. They had no choice in who they would be mated with, and were expected to blindly obey. He escaped at eighteen and never looked back. He had sworn his children would never experience life like he had.
“This is different,” Sam said, reading his father’s thoughts. “Dean has been asking for this since he was a kid. He used to make us play pretend weddings. Don’t you remember?” John let out a small laugh as that collection of memories flooded back. Dean used to line his teddies up as if sitting in pews, and John and Sam took it in turns to be the husband and the celebrant. Sometimes Dean was the celebrant and married John and Sam together. He would declare them a happy family and peck each on the cheeks. As he got older, he asked several questions about the legalities of mating and who could mate who and if there were rules about how many alphas, omegas could have.
“You’re right,” John said with a sigh. He and Sam decided that after dinner, they would speak with Dean about claiming him.
As the afternoon drifted to early evening, Dean woke. He launched up, the embarrassment hitting him hard. Sam was there to comfort him though.
“I don’t want to go back to school,” Dean sobbed. Sam held him tight and rubbed soothing circles on his back.
“I know. I know. Dad and I think we might be able to help,”
Before Sam could go further into detail, John came in carrying pizza and a six pack.
“Figured you could do with a treat,” John said with a small smile.
Dinner was a happy affair. The three sat in the living room, the TV switched on to some game show and between bites of pizza, yelled the answers. Dean felt a little happier. There was some dread about school the following day, but it wasn’t as bad, knowing he’d be coming home to his dad and brother. After dinner, John asked Dean to head to the dining room table.
“Sam and I want to discuss something, and it's better that we all sit at the table”
Dean felt some fear rise up, and clearly he was letting off a scared scent as John patted him on the shoulder.
“It’s okay kiddo. You’re not in trouble. Promise,”
At the table, Dean looked between Sam and John. They were having a silent conversation and Dean was getting impatient.
“Come on, out with it,” he prompted. Sam smiled and John began talking.
“As you know, I was raised in a very strict, very traditional family,”
Dean nodded, not sure where the conversation was going to go. Was John going to send Dean to his grandparents?
“My mind has been clouded because of that. I haven’t seen what you really wanted,”
Dean’s heart began to beat very fast. Was his father saying what he thought? He stayed silent and continued to look at his dad.
“Dean, will you allow Sam and I to claim you?”
Dean couldn’t believe it. Everything he wanted was coming true. In the last year he had dreamed about nothing more. He couldn’t imagine himself with any other alphas. He had been planning to even getting just Sam to claim him. Sam had always been open to the idea.
“Okay calm down darling,” John said, scenting the air and smelling Dean’s arousal.
“We have to talk about a few things first,”
Over the space of an hour, John and Sam laid out their expectations. Dean didn’t have to finish school, as omega school’s purpose was to train in skills to attract alphas. He would however be going to work with John.
“I won’t have you being a house omega or waste your talents. So you’ll be in the garage with me,”
Sam added “You also will not be carrying pups for a good few years. So you’ll stay on birth control,”
Dean was on cloud nine as he nodded his agreement on pups. He couldn’t believe he’d be allowed to work and earn a wage. Most omegas were claimed and bred up. He would still get to live his life. After everything had been discussed, the air turned electric and Dean suddenly felt quite shy. John took control of the situation.
“Go upstairs, strip, and present on the bed. We will be up in a few minutes,”
Dean stood, looked at his brother and dad and gave them a large smile.
“I’ll be the best omega either of you have ever had. I love you both so much,”
He then hurried up the stairs, tugging at his shirt.
Sam turned to his dad, happy to see his dad smiling wide.
“I’m glad we’re doing this. I really couldn’t imagine anyone loving Dean as much as you or I.” Sam nodded his agreement and then waggled his eyebrows.
“So do you want his cunt or his ass?”
John laughed, and he and Sam headed up to the room.
Both stopped in the doorway and looked at Dean on the bed. Face pressed into the pillow, ass up, and hands spreading himself apart. He was dripping wet and the room smelled so sweet. Sam breathed deeply and heard John growl. They undressed and headed over to the bed. Sam ran a hand down Dean’s back, while John stroked the omega’s ass.
“You’re going to be so good for us, aren’t you?” John asked. Dean nodded his head and pushed his ass a little higher. John gave it a soft slap. Sam moved onto the bed and sat with his back to the headboard.
“Come over here darling,”
Dean moved to his older brother and straddled him, loving the feel of Sam’s hard cock beneath him. Sam ran a hand through Dean’s hair and kissed him deeply. The kiss was rough and claiming.
“God I’ve wanted this for so long,” Sam said when he pulled away for air. Dean could only nod his head.
“Okay baby, climb on,” Sam said with a wink. Dean lifted a little and lined his pussy up to Sam’s cock and sank down. He had to go slowly, having never taken more than his own fingers before. Behind, John moved in and pressed his cock to Dean’s ass. Dean gasped and soon the strange pain of being stretched and full faded, and pleasure took over. When he was fully seated on Sam, John began to press in.
“Holy fuck!” he cursed. “So fucking tight Dean. You feel so good,”
Dean blushed, enjoying the praise from his father, and enjoying knowing he made his dad and brother feel so good. When John was also fully in, he and Sam began moving and Dean could do nothing but hold on for the very pleasurable ride.
As Sam and John thrust in and out, Dean moved a hand to his cock but Sam swatted it away and John grabbed at it and held it back.
“Nu-uh” Sam started. “You come on our cocks, or not at all. Am I understood?” Dean nodded and John landed a spank to Dean’s ass.
“Answer your alpha boy!”
“Yes sir,” Dean gasped out. “My orgasms belong to my alphas,”
John let out a low chuckle and thrust so he hit Dean’s sweet spot. Sam used his thumb to stroke Dean’s clit and John used his other hand to stroke Dean’s small omega cock. Every nerve ending in Dean was lighting up and he was reduced to sobs and moans. He had never felt such pleasure. He was glad his dad and brother listened to what he wanted.
Dean felt the two knots grow and push at his entrances, he wondered how it was going to feel as he was already so full, but still, his pleasure only built and he could feel it was going to crest soon.
“Alphas! Alphas please!” Dean cried and before either Sam or John could say anything, Dean came with a shout. Slick gushed out, and cum pumped out of his cock, while Dean convulsed through the pleasure. As he came, the two alphas’ knots pushed past his entrances and Dean knew in that moment he was going to seek out being knotted as much as possible. Once the knots were fully in and pumping him full of his alphas’ seed, Sam and John bit down on either side of his neck. Dean let out a small yelp of pain, but it was quickly replaced with a feeling of belonging, a feeling of being owned, and an overwhelming feeling of being loved.
The next day, the three headed down to City Hall and registered the claiming. Town sheriff Victor Henrickson was the one who claimings were reported to. He pulled Dean into a room without Sam or John and asked him about it.
“Was this all at your own will?”
“Yes sir,” Dean replied, unable to keep the smile off his face. Victor had a soft spot for the young omega. Dean told Victor how for the longest of times he couldn’t imagine himself with anyone else and he told the sheriff about Azazel. Victor rolled his eyes when the doctor was mentioned. He had his feelings on that man, but wasn’t going to ruin Dean’s happy mood.
Before letting them leave, Victor called John and Sam into the office. He warned them that if either of them were to lay a hand on Dean, he would get involved and he wouldn’t make life easy for either alpha. Sam nodded his agreement and John looked rightly spooked. Just before leaving though, he looked at Victor.
“I love my sons. I’d go to hell and back for them. I promise, Dean will never live in fear of me, or Sam. However, I can’t promise I won’t lay a hand on a certain doctor,”
With that, John shut the door, and looked to his sons.
“Come on, we’ll go see Ellen and Bobby. They’ll want to know the good news,”