Deadly Temptation

Title: Deadly Temptation Part X
Author: Darkestangel
Summary: Sam and Dean catch a lucky break
Author’s Website: www.darknessprevails.com
Comments: darkestangel@darknessprevails.com
Archive: Yes, to Supernatural archive, yes to others with permission
Warnings: language, violence, non-con, WINCEST
Pairing: Dean/OMC and Dean/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: mentions of Pilot, Skin, Home, and Asylum
Disclaimer: Supernatural belongs to Warner Bros., Wonderland Sound and Vision, McG, Eric Kripke, and Robert Singer. I am only borrowing their characters for my own personal pleasure and no permanent harm will come to them.
Author’s Notes:
1. I tend to write dark slash stories and this one is no exception so consider this as a warning. I decided to add some Wincest into the mix but it is definitely a forced situation.
2. This is Part X of a series and the warnings apply for the series not just for this installment.
3. My vampires are inspired by Anne Rice and Joss Whedon.
4. Dreams are in italics.


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Dean’s moaning and screaming was making Sam hard as steel. He watched as Christian violated Dean’s body in the back of the Impala wishing that he could join in on the fun. He didn’t care that Dean was being forced or was in pain because all he wanted to do was stick his cock in Dean’s hot mouth while Christian fucked his brother to the brink of unconsciousness.

Sam abruptly pulled the Impala over to the side of the road, “I told you not to stop driving Sam.”

Sam looked at the vampire and smiled, “I want to watch.”

Christian stopped pumping into Dean’s abused body, “Really? What else do you want to do?”

Sam got out of the car, walked around to the passenger back door, and opened up, “I want to fuck his face while you fuck his ass.”

Dean, who was lying on his back, tilted his head backwards and looked at Sam, “Are you out of your fucking mind?”

Christian didn’t give Sam a chance to change his mind. He pulled out of Dean and roughly turned him over onto his stomach. “I’d be happy to let your brother suck you off; although I’m not so sure that he will be pleased.”

Dean moaned in agony when Christian impaled him from behind. He was speechless as Sam took off his own shirt and threw it on the ground for comfort. Sam went down onto his knees and placed his cock within Dean’s reach. “Come on Dean. We both know that you were born to suck cock. We can’t let those plump perfect lips of yours go to waste now can we?”

Christian watched in earnest as Dean refused to obey Sam’s order, “You’re not going to let him get away with that are you?”

Sam grabbed Dean roughly by the back of his hair and tilted his head up to look him in the eyes, “Don’t pretend like you haven’t wanted this for years you little slut. I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I’m not looking.” Sam rubbed his hardened dick along Dean’s cheeks and lips, “Suck me like you do our dear old dad.”

“Go to hell Sam!” Dean yelled trying to ignore the pain in his neck and Christian’s presence in the rear.

“What’s the matter princess? I thought you liked it when dad came to your room at night drunk off his ass looking for a quickie.”

Christian stopped moving inside Dean and instead focused in on the new information; erotic as it was, it was disturbing as well, “You’re father touched you like that Dean? You let your own father use your body for pleasure?”

“No, this asshole is a fucking liar. My father never touched me like that; maybe in Sam’s dreams, but not in reality.”

Sam slapped Dean across the cheek, “You think I would dream about something like that? I watched him use you when he thought I was asleep.”

“You’re lying!”

Sam smiled tenderly, “Perhaps you have repressed the memories Dean but it would explain why you’re so good at sucking cock wouldn’t it? I mean years of practice getting your own father off would do wonders for your ability.”

Dean’s vision was blurred by his own tears, “Sam, fight him. Don’t let Christian control you. This isn’t like you…”

Sam grabbed Dean by the jaw and squeezed hard, “Shut the fuck up bitch and open your mouth.” Sam squeezed Dean’s jaw open and shoved his dick inside the warmth of Dean’s mouth, “You bite me and I will break your fucking jaw!”

“That’s it Sam…You’re a natural at abusing your poor brother. Why all the hostility?” Christian asked renewing his slow pumps into Dean’s unwilling body.

Sam released Dean’s jaw and watched his cock going in and out of Dean’s mouth enjoying the sounds of defeat coming from his brother as he was fucked from both ends. “The little shit always thinks he’s in control, and I’m over up it. It’s time for Sammy to prove to his older brother that I am the one in control.” Sam grabbed Dean’s head and began fucking Dean’s face with hard brutal force causing Dean to gag and struggle for release.

Encouraged by Sam’s enthusiasm, Christian grabbed Dean’s ass cheeks and spread them far apart watching his own cock pounding into Dean. “That’s it Sam, fuck his face. That is so fucking hot…Choke him on your dick.”

Sam pumped harder into Dean’s mouth and rubbed his hands down Dean’s back placing his hands on Christian’s hands. He helped to hold Dean’s ass open as the vampire fucked him viciously hard. He stared in wonder at the blood he saw on the vampire’s dick and wickedly smiled at Dean’s suffering. “Bet that fucking hurts bitch doesn’t it?”

Dean struggled to breathe as Sam’s cock raped his mouth. His own spit and tears ran down his face and chin as he struggled to maintain Sam’s pace. He was choking and gagging on his own brother’s cock and the realization that he was absolutely alone and helpless in his fight against the vampire became brutally apparent.

Christian laughed at Sam’s cruelness enjoying the boy’s hostility towards his brother, “Perhaps I could use you after all. Would you like to become one of us?”

Sam looked away from Dean’s ass and instead looked up at the vampire, “Now why would I want to do that?”

“So you could do this to Dean whenever you wanted to.”

Sam looked down at Dean who appeared to be on the verge of unconsciousness, “Would you ever let me fuck him like you are?”

“I don’t see why not as long as you ask my permission.”

“What if he won’t let me?” Sam asked imagining a more powerful Dean with vamp blood and placed his hands back on Dean’s head.

“He won’t have a choice in the matter. After all, like you said, he’s our bitch, and I won’t take no for an answer, will you?”

Sam imagined his dick being inside the tightness of Dean’s ass and smiled, “Hell no.” He pushed impossibly harder into Dean’s mouth laughing as Dean clawed his hands with his nails in an attempt to escape, “Dean, you even fight like a little bitch.” He closed his eyes and concentrated on the feeling of Dean’s lips wrapped around his cock, and he felt the pressure of release making its way up his shaft and into Dean’s hot mouth. He felt the mini-explosion of his climax inside Dean’s mouth and held onto Dean’s head firmly making his brother swallow all of his creamy release. “Fuck that’s good Dean, oh yeah…take it all baby.”

Watching Sam rape his own brother was an unbelievable turn on for Christian, and he didn’t fight the impending orgasm as it rushed out of his cock into Dean’s body. His spunk coated Dean’s inner walls as Dean’s ass clenched down involuntarily making Christian scream in pleasure, “That’s it Dean…I fucking love your greedy little hole!” He pumped slowly into Dean enjoying the feel of the human’s warmth and tightness, “You’re such a nasty little slut Dean. I bet you’re fucking loving this aren’t you?”

Sam opened his eyes recovering from his orgasm and pulled out of Dean’s mouth. He continued to hold Dean’s head in place as he rubbed his cum-covered cock onto Dean’s cheeks and lips, “You were fucking born for this Dean.”

Christian gently pulled out of Dean’s ass admiring the blood and cum that leaked out of Dean’s abused hole. He reached down with his two of his fingers and gathered some of the blood and cum and reached around towards Dean’s mouth, “Lick them clean. Taste what you do to me.”

Dean reluctantly accepted the wet fingers into his mouth and licked and sucked the blood and cum off of Christian’s fingers wondering if he could survive another attack from the duo. “You’ve got such an insatiable little mouth don’t you? It’s almost as hungry as you sweet tight hole.”

“Hopefully, we’ll be able to keep the eager bitch satisfied, “Sam cruelly remarked putting himself back inside his jeans.

“It will be a demanding task but I think that we will be able to handle it together, “Christian remarked zipping his pants back up and manipulating Dean’s body into a more comfortable position. He sat in the seat placing Dean’s head in his lap and covering his naked torso and legs with his jacket. “We’ll make a beautiful family want we?”

Sam got back behind the wheel and looked at Christian and his ailing brother through the rearview mirror, “Yes, we’ll finally have a father who will take care of us and not abandon us, and Dean will finally stop bossing me around.”

“Will you help me to convince Dean to take my blood and live together in happiness?” Christian asked stroking Dean’s soft hair playfully.

Sam smiled knowingly, “That will not be a problem. Trust me…”

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Sam woke up sweating and the obvious result of his fevered dream was leaking out of his cock, “What the fuck was that all about?” Sam fought to gain control of his breathing and attempted to push the erotic dream out of his mind. He knew that Christian had probably implanted the dream into his unconsciousness, but he couldn’t deny that parts of the dream were very realistic. He never wanted to force Dean into sex and he didn’t believe for one minute that their father had molested Dean, but the rest of the dream was down right pleasurable.

Sam pulled against the chains and found them unbreakable as before and he rested his head back onto the brick trying to get more rest. The sound of the basement door opening startled him and he swallowed hard in dread at what Christian had planned next.

“Sam?” a voice whispered.

Sam watched as the beam of a flashlight made its way down the old wooden stairs. Sam held his breath as the bright light got closer to him blinding him for the time being. The figure approached slowly taking in Sam’s appearance. Sam blushed in the thought of what he must look like with his dick hanging out his pants, with Dean’s dried spunk on his thigh, and his own semen worming itself down his dick and onto his balls.

“What the hell have you two gotten yourself into?”

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Christian reluctantly pulled his fangs out of Dean’s neck enjoying the look of peace on Dean’s face. The boy had nearly lost consciousness from Christian’s feeding, but now it was time to be fed Christian’s powerful blood. Dean would soon awaken to a new world; a world of eternal youth and beauty, a world soaked in blood and death. “I hope you enjoyed your last sunrise for you will never see another one my love.”

Dean could barely move but he managed to whisper, “What else can kill us?”

Christian smiled knowingly, “I will tell you that only after you our turned my dear. Do you honestly think I would tell you how to kill me?”

“It was a worth a try,” Dean admitted.

Christian kissed Dean tenderly feeling the heat of Dean’s body one last time, “You will feed from me until I tell you to stop. Because it is so close to sunrise, you will fall asleep quickly and your body will begin to die throughout the day. You will awaken reborn as my fledgling, and I will start your training tomorrow night.”

“Sam?”

“He will be a test for you. A test which will prove your loyalty to me,” Christian informed Dean placing sweet kisses on the human’s face.

Dean licked his dry lips, “No.”

“You will have no choice. You will wake up with an uncontrollable craving for blood, and your instincts will take over. You will take his life without any hesitation. You will not be able to resist the desire.”

Dean found it difficult to talk but he managed a final refusal. “No.”

Christian became frustrated with Dean’s refusal, “Enough! You will take his life or I will make you fuck him first…You wouldn’t want that would you?” He waited for the whispered reply from Dean but none came, “Maybe you would like that?” He ran a hand through Dean’s hair enjoying the softness of the human’s hair, “Maybe you want him to fuck you?”

“No,” Dean moaned.

Christian kissed Dean hungrily shoving his tongue down Dean’s throat. He released Dean from the all-consuming kiss, “You’re lying again…but don’t worry, he will never get a chance to fuck you. No one will ever take you away from me, and no one will ever touch you again unless I initiate the contact.” The implication was clear to Dean; he would be Christian’s toy to play with in private and a whore to share with all of his blood-sucking buddies.

Christian felt Dean’s heart beating dangerously slow and knew that the moment had come for Dean to receive his eternal kiss. He used his sharp nail to tear a small cut into the vein at his neck and forced Dean’s mouth towards the nourishing fluid. “This will be the first of many drinks you will receive from me as I from you. Each will make you faster and stronger, and each will only be given when you truly deserve it.” Christian felt the small trembles of fear running through Dean’s body as his mouth approached Christian’s neck. “You must drink soon Dean or you will die. Please don’t make me force you to except my gift.”

Dean wanted to refuse Christian’s so-called “gift” but he knew that the vampire would not allow him to die. He knew that he had very little time left before his heart lost the battle. He had lost too much blood to survive without a transfusion or Christian’s blood, and the idea of living for eternity with Christian was terrifying.

“Drink,” Christian insisted placing Dean’s mouth on his neck. Christian smiled when he felt the human’s tongue flicker at the opening in his neck. Just a few precious sips would be enough to change Dean into what he hoped would be the end of a long journey to find the perfect mate. “That’s it Dean. Don’t be afraid.”

Without warning, the door to the bedroom was kicked violently opened, “Get your hands off my son!” Christian looked up in time to see the strange man aim and fire a stake through the air using a crossbow. Christian watched in astonishment as the stake penetrated his chest. “Damn,” the stranger exclaimed as he reloaded the crossbow.

Christian stared in anger at the stake sticking out of his right lung, “You are so fucking dead.”

John Winchester watched in bewilderment as the vampire pulled the stake out of his chest and calmly tossed it the floor, “Get away from my son!”

“I think that it is incredibly rude that you come into my home, shoot me in the chest, which hurts like a bitch by the way, and you don’t even have the decency to apologize?” With a blur, Christian sprung across the room and grabbed John Winchester by the neck, “You must be the daddy who abandoned Dean and Sam and left them alone to defend themselves from the likes of me.” He tossed John across the room into a wall. “You will suffer for interrupting this monumental occasion.”

John Winchester slowly got to his feet taking a quick look at Dean who appeared to be at death’s door, “You think I’m afraid of you? You’re the one who’s going to suffer for what you have done to Dean.”

Christian laughed, “You and what army little man?”

“Somebody call in the Calvary?” Sam called from the door. Christian whipped around to look at Sam amazed that the human had managed to escape. It took only an instant before he realized Sam’s intentions, and he reached out to grab Sam, but he wasn’t quick enough. Sam fired the Glock until the ten clip magazine was emptied. He watched as the silver bullets pierced Christian’s chest not sure if the silver would harm the vampire but at the very least they would slow him down. Christian was knocked backwards with each bullet that tore into his dead flesh and he couldn’t stop his momentum when he felt himself crashing through the bedroom window. He fell twenty feet through the air falling hard onto the hard Idaho ground and broken glass.

Sam and John didn’t hesitate; they ran down the stairs, out the front door, to the yard where Christian had fallen. The vampire was slowly coming around recovering from the fall and the chest full of silver. Sam and John had only seconds to spare. All was going as planned but the uncertainty of Christian’s strength and possibility of quick recovery was the two variables that they could not control.

Christian felt the silver pulsating through his veins knowing that the metal would not kill him like it did so many others of his kind, but it would definitely slow him down. He cursed himself for his carelessness. How could he not see this possible outcome when he went after the Winchester brothers? They were a family of hunters after all who had experience killing vampires. Christian had not expected the father to come through or for Sam’s passion to save Dean to be so powerful.

Sam looked down at the vampire who was on his back upon the ground attempting to move. He grabbed a nine inch silver spike and mercilessly hammered it into Christian’s right shoulder ignoring the agonizing scream coming from the vampire. He nailed the other shoulder as well essentially nailing Christian into the ground. “How does it feel you bastard? You like the pain?”

Christian struggled to control the throbbing stinging coming from his shoulders, “Your family will suffer greatly for this Winchester. My kind will hunt you down for this calamity,” Christian warned struggling to escape.

“They’ll have to get in line,” Sam snapped nailing Christian’s left foot into the ground with another silver spike. He waited until the vampire stopped screaming before grabbing the last spike and hammering it into the Christian’s right foot.

“Torturing and killing me will not save Dean. He will be lost to you forever,” Christian replied through clenched teeth. The pain in his shoulders and his feet was unbearable, but he would not beg for mercy. “I will always be inside him torturing his fragile mind.”

Sam looked over at his father silently speaking with no words, “He’ll pull through. Too bad you won’t be able to say the same.” John handed Sam the gasoline can and watched as his youngest son soaked the vampire in gasoline. Sam watched as the gasoline hit the naked flesh and rolled onto the ground. “I should nail a spike into your dick for what you’ve done to Dean, but I think this will be painful enough.”

Christian pulled hard on the spikes ignoring the pain they inflicted. He felt them move inch by inch out of the ground, but one look at Sam’s body language told him that it was too late. Sam had ignited a lighter and was looking up at the window where Christian had fallen from. Christian looked up at the window as well seeing the pale face of Dean peeking down. It was obvious that Dean was nearly unconscious sitting on the bedroom floor sticking his head and one arm out the window.

Dean looked at Christian in disdain and weakly gave Sam the thumbs up. “Dean! No, can’t you see that I love you?” Christian yelled.

“Told you he’d pull through,” Sam smiled throwing the lit lighter onto Christian’s gasoline covered body.

“Dean!” Christian screamed as his body ignited on fire.

Dean watched from above as the vampire was burned alive and felt a twinge of sadness and regret on his part. He couldn’t help but to feel pity as the flesh of the vampire peeled away from bone and turned from pale white to charred black, and he felt fearful when he looked at Sam who was practically jumping in glee at the vampire’s demise. He worried that a little of Christian’s darkness had sank into Sam. He had never seen his brother enjoy tormenting another being before, and he worried that Sam would be forever changed from the experience.

Sam and John watched in pleasure as the vampire finally succumbed to the fire and stopped screaming and moving. Sam watched as the sun rose in the east waiting anxiously for the sun to turn the charred remains into ash. “We did the right thing here right?”

John Winchester watched as the fire-scorched remains ignited from the sun and turned quickly to grey ash. The once powerful master vampire had become a pile of ashes within seconds, while his older son would suffer far longer. “Absolutely, it had to be done like this. We had to make sure.”

“Should we spread the ashes around the yard just to be safe?” Sam asked looking up at the window but not finding Dean watching. He needed to get Dean to the hospital but he needed to take care of the ashes first.

“Couldn’t hurt,” John answered wishing that he could stay and help his sons.

Sam turned to his father knowing that the man was getting ready to bolt, “Look, I appreciate you coming. I wasn’t sure you got my message last week.”

“I always get your messages, but I could never reply to them in fear of the consequences.” John cleared his throat and continued, “After I got your 911 last week from Portland, I left California and headed towards Oregon. All I could do was wait for you to contact me with further information, and when I got Dean’s call this afternoon begging to talk to me, I started heading towards Spokane.”

“Dean called you?” Sam asked kicking Christian’s ashes with his foot watching the wind spinning the ash into little swirls.

“Yeah, he left a message saying that you and he were fighting and that some deep shit had been going down over the last couple of weeks. I normally would have ignored the message but coupled with your message about being chased by a master vamp; I took off towards Spokane to help out if needed.”

“How come you came this time and not the other times?” Sam asked.

“I thought you two could handle those other situations but this one sounded serious. I took the chance and came hoping that the thing that killed your mother wouldn’t find me with the two of you and kill us all.”

Sam picked up a two handfuls of ash and walked a few feet away, “What is this thing chasing us?”

John followed Sam’s lead and picked up ash as well, “I’m not completely sure and I don’t want to tell you anything until I am sure.”

Deciding it best to change the subject before his temper returned Sam asked, “So, I take the fact that I left my PDA on during the drive from the motel to this house helped?”

John smiled proudly, “Yeah, think God I have enhanced voice mail or you two would have been screwed.”

“I turned it on right when we got to the Rose Lake exit.”

“I liked the inconspicuously way in which you mentioned Interstate 90, Rose Lake, and the bastard even described the first road on the right for me as isolated and off the beaten path.”

“Dean will never believe our luck. I can’t believe that we pulled it off. I thought for sure that I was dead,” Sam conceded.

“And Dean,” John asked.

Sam frowned looking up at the window once again, “He would have been my killer.”

John stared at Sam thoughtfully processing how close he had come to losing both of his sons. “Look, I have to go. I’ve been here too long already. Get him to a hospital and he’ll be okay in a few days.”

Sam looked at his father in doubt, “I don’t think he’ll truly be over it but I will try to help him through it.”

John walked over to his own car, “It’s time for you to be the protector Sam. Keep your brother safe and I will contact you as soon as I can.”

Sam gave John an awkward hug and stepped back, “Take care of yourself and don’t worry about Dean. I won’t let anything hurt him again. Trust me.”

John started the car and looked at his son in thought, “I’ve always trusted you…”

Sam watched as his father’s car drove down the dirt road towards the main road and thought of the recovery to come. He hoped that he was strong enough for Dean and he hoped that he could keep his fantasies about his brother unknown to Dean. Sam had spent years suppressing the unnatural attraction he had for his brother, but Christian had practically slapped him in the face with the realization that he truly wanted Dean, and he could only hope that he could control his urges. “Believe it or not I trust you too dad, but the real question is can I trust myself around Dean?”

Part XI coming soon (this would be the recovery stage possibly vampire revenge stage)
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