Deadly Temptation

Title: Deadly Temptation Part XIX
Author: Darkestangel
Summary: More secrets are revealed
Author’s Website: www.darknessprevails.com
Comments: darkestangel@darknessprevails.com
Archive: Yes, to Supernatural archive, yes to others with permission
Warnings: crude language, violence, non-con, WINCEST
Pairing: Dean/OMC, Dean/Sam, Dean/John
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 XIX 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. Be warned…there is Dean/John/Sam/Christian in this installment. You might want to skip this chapter if you don’t like this type of Wincest or kink; although, I think that you will be missing out on a sizzling hot scene.
5. Dreams are written in italics.


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Greensboro, North Carolina-Day Two for Dean and Sam


Dean bent over the pool table to line up his shot when he felt a large possessive hand on his ass, “You better not make me miss this shot.”

Christian continued to stroke the human’s firm ass with his hand, “But I want you to miss the shot Dean.” Christian loved the feel of the tight denim on Dean’s body and he reached his other hand around and began unbuckling Dean’s belt. “I want you to lose the bet you made with your brother.”

Dean laughed softly, “That’s cheating you bastard.” Dean attempted to ignore the vampire’s probing hands and took the shot under heavy duress but missed it by a fraction of an inch. “Not fucking fair,” he mumbled as Christian unzipped his jeans.

“I don’t play fair Dean,” Christian replied pushing his hand down Dean’s pants not surprised when he found no underwear. “You’re such a nasty little boy aren’t you?”

“Is that cock tease going commando again,” Sam asked taking the pool stick out of Dean’s hand and placing it on the pool table. “You ready to pay up big brother?”

Dean glared at the lanky form of his brother and grinned, “He fucking cheated so the bet is off.”

Christian pulled his hand out of Dean’s pants, grabbed Dean by the shoulders, and turned him around so that he could look into his eyes. “You’re going to pay up one way or the other Dean.”

Sam slipped in behind Dean and placed his hands on his brother’s narrow hips, “You shouldn’t be making bets you’re not willing to pay off.” Sam pressed his hips up against Dean’s ass letting his brother feel his throbbing erection which was trapped behind thick denim. “Dad taught you better than that.”

“Yes I did,” John affirmed as he approached his two sons. “Son, it doesn’t matter if Christian cheated or not; you lost focus and missed that last shot.”

Sam smiled softly at his father and slowly licked Dean’s neck, “Now, I believe the bet was that if you lost the game you would let all three of us fuck you on the pool table.”

Dean licked his lips nervously and looked at both his father and Christian, “I’m not really into the whole gangbanging scene and…”

John grabbed Dean’s jaw and squeezed, “Stop lying Dean. We know you like nothing more then being on your back with you legs spread wide taking cock up your sweet little ass.”

Christian watched in wonderment at the dominant nature of the oldest Winchester, “That’s something we’d be more than happy to give you.”

Sam sucked eagerly on Dean’s earlobe, “We’re going to nail you hard big brother.”

John released Dean’s jaw and instead pushed him down onto his knees, “But first you’re going to get us nice and hard with that pretty mouth of yours.”

The trio surrounded Dean like beast preparing to attack their prey staring down at Dean filled with obvious lust. Dean felt his hands trembling slightly as he reached up to undo Sam’s belt but his hands were batted away. “Daddy’s first,” Sam smiled.

Dean turned slightly on his knees watching as his father unzipped his jeans and pushed his pants and underwear down his hips. He stared at the cock in front of him and licked his lips seductively, “Works for me.” Dean licked slowly up John’s hard prick circling the thick head of John’s cock tantalizingly slow enjoying the feel of the hard rod in his mouth.

“That’s my little slut,” John encouraged ripping off his plaid over-shirt.

Christian watched as Dean’s red lips sucked on John’s cock and laughed, “You Winchesters sure have some issues.”

Sam had his own hand down his pants massaging his prick into hardness, “Maybe, but not every family has a beauty like Dean willing to take cock any which way he can get it.”

John watched in fascination as his cock was swallowed whole by Dean’s mouth, “And he likes being the center of attention don’t you baby?”

Dean stopped his ministrations on John’s dick and looked up at his father, “I fucking love it.” He turned slightly and pushed Sam’s pants down and latched onto Sam’s dick like a leech. Sam’s moans were almost deafening as Dean’s hot mouth worked him over. Dean licked the hard column of flesh spitting on it to make it extra wet. “Fuck my mouth Sammy,” Dean begged.

Christian felt his own cock throbbing as Dean opened up his pretty mouth and allowed Sam to shove his cock deep inside until Dean gagged from the invasion. “Such a good little cock sucker…that’s so fucking hot.”

Sam grabbed both sides of Dean’s head and fucked his sweet mouth thoroughly, “God…umm, I fucking love his mouth!” Sam smiled when he heard Dean gagging on his cock, “Too much for you bitch,” he asked playfully. He released Dean’s head, slapped him in the face with his dick, and pushed him away, “Go suck on something else.”

Christian placed his prick onto Dean’s cheek, “You can suck on this baby.” Dean spat on Christian’s cock and eagerly sucked the vampire into his hot wet mouth. He swallowed Christian’s entire length until he could feel pubic hair at his nose.

John watched his eldest swallowing cock like a pro and smiled, “I’m so fucking proud of my boy.” He watched as Dean slowly released the vampire’s cock causing a wad of spit to cling to both the head of Christian’s cock and Dean’s pouty bottom lip. “Fuck, get back over here to dear old Daddy.” Dean did as ordered and sucked down John’s cock while he stroked Sam and Christian with his hands. “The pretty slut can’t get enough cock can he?”

Sam closed his eyes as he felt the familiar tingling of an orgasm rushing through his nuts, “I’m going to shoot cum all over that pretty face…fuck, fuck…umm…” Sam pumped his milky release onto Dean’s cheek even while his brother continued to suck their father off. He rubbed his cum-covered cock across Dean’s freckled cheek and smiled, “God, you look so fucking beautiful covered in my cum…Never realized I had a fetish for your freckles before.”

“Well, we can’t leave the other cheek alone. It’s begging for some spunk too,” Christian warned right before he released a ropey sling of cum from his cock onto Dean’s other cheek. Dean closed his eyes as the cool fluid splattered onto his face coating his cheek and nose.

“Open your eyes Dean,” John ordered. Dean looked up into his father’s eyes in understanding. He released John’s cock, held out his tongue, and felt his father shooting his warm seed into his hungry mouth. Dean swallowed all of John’s release while Sam ran one hand across Dean’s face gathering the left over cum with his fingers. He shoved his fingers into Dean’s mouth encouraging him to suck.

“You liked that didn’t you,” Sam asked pushing his fingers further into Dean’s mouth. “You liked us covering you with our jizz didn’t you?”

“Yes,” Dean admitted while licking his brother’s fingers.

Sam removed his fingers from Dean’s mouth and instead wrapped a strong hand around Dean’s bicep and pulled him to his feet. “That’s good because there’s more where that came from.” He pulled off Dean’s green T-shirt, threw it onto the floor, and pushed Dean towards the pool table. “Can’t wait to be inside of you,” Sam whispered as he bent slightly down and captured Dean’s mouth into a punishing kiss. He could taste the cum in Dean’s mouth and it made his cock pulsate in pleasure. Dean put his hand on the back of Sam’s neck and pulled him in closer as Sam pummeled his mouth with his ravenous tongue. Sam reached inside Dean’s pants and stroked the hard leaking cock with his hand “Knew you were getting off on this shit Dean…always so eager to please.”

“Get those fucking pants off of him,” John commanded watching as Sam devoured Dean’s mouth.

Sam pushed Dean’s jeans past his hips and reached around and squeezed Dean’s ass in affection. He lifted Dean up onto the pool table, pulled off his shoes and pants, and pulled Dean’s ass right up to the edge of the table. “Time to get that honey hole of yours ready,” Sam stated as he pushed Dean’s back onto the table. Without warning, Sam grabbed Dean’s thighs and pushed them back to his chest, “Going get this pretty hole all wet for my cock.” Sam shoved his face between Dean’s ass cheeks and licked Dean’s puckered hole in earnest.

“God Sam,” Dean moaned loudly at the invasion of Sam’s tongue.

“Yeah…fuck him with that tongue of yours,” John purred grabbing one of Dean’s legs while Christian grabbed the other leg.

Christian felt the hardness returning between his legs when he watched Sam rimming Dean with undisguised pleasure. “Does he taste good?”

Sam pulled away from Dean’s hole and circled the wet entryway with his index finger, “Fuck yeah he does…Best tasting ass in all fifty states.”

John laughed, “Don’t forget Puerto Rico and Guam.”

Christian grinned, “Going to make the little slut come on your tongue?”

Sam spat on Dean’s hole, “Hell yeah…going to make his little fuck hole all happy.” Sam pushed his tongue inside Dean’s ass enjoying the groans of pleasure coming from his brother’s mouth.

“Lick my hole…Sammy, that’s it,” Dean pleaded. He arched his back as Sam brushed his wet tongue inside his hot channel and Christian and John twisted and pinched his pebble-hard nipples.

“Does that feel good baby, you like getting your little cunt licked,” Christian asked holding onto Dean’s leg while his brother fucked him with his tongue.

“Fuck,” Dean moaned.

John held onto Dean’s other leg and played with his nipples, “He’s always been a slut for a good rimming. He gets especially hot for his brother’s long fat tongue.”

Sam pulled back to catch his breath admiring his handy-work, “Wish you could see this Dean…your hole is all red and wet like a pretty little pussy.”

“Umm…yes,” Dean whimpered.

Sam laughed softly at Dean’s reaction, “You like it when I call it that don’t’ you?”

“Fuck yeah he does, “John snickered running a finger down between Dean’s legs to feel the wetness. “That feels nice and wet Sammy; keep up the good work.”

Sam happily dove back in between Dean’s legs licking and fucking Dean’s hole until it quivered in need, “Your pretty hole sure is happy Dean. I bet it wants cock doesn’t it?” He dwelled back inside Dean relishing the sounds of delight coming from Dean’s sweet mouth. “Give it up to me baby, give me that cum.” Sam plunged his tongue back inside Dean’s heat.

“That’s it…make that cunt beg for cock,” John moaned loudly.

Sam continued to lick and probe Dean with his tongue knowing that Dean was close. “Is that what you want, your little hole wants some cock stuffed in it,” he asked before attacking Dean with his hungry mouth.

“Yes,” Dean exclaimed as his climax came rushing up through his dick and out onto his stomach. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Dean moaned as his stomach and chest were coated with his own seed.

Sam stood back up and licked his lips, “You like that?”

Dean smiled up at his brother and ran his fingers up his torso rubbing in his spunk, “Yeah…are you going to fuck me now?”

Sam wiggled his eyebrows and smiled, “Time to pay off that bet.” Sam pushed his pants down around his ankles and placed the head of his cock at Dean’s slopping wet hole, “Going to nail you good boy.” He placed his hands on Dean’s thighs and pushed them closer to his chest opening up Dean’s hole as much as possible. He spat on his own cock and began pushing into Dean glad that the climax had relaxed Dean’s muscles slightly.

“Oh…umm, yes give it to me Sammy, “Dean pleaded.

John watched as his youngest entered his oldest and smiled knowingly, “How long you been hitting that?”

Sam plunged in and out of Dean’s heat wiping sweat off his forehead, “Not as long as you.”

John winked, “What can I say, I was a lonely man.”

Christian got up onto the table on his knees so that he could be closer to Dean’s mouth, He placed his hard prick near Dean’s face, “Suck me while your little brother fucks you.” He turned Dean’s face to the side and shoved his hard cock into Dean’s hot mouth, “You like being filled with cock don’t you?”

“That’s the understatement of the year, “John laughed running his hand down Dean’s stomach, caressing his balls, and placing a finger, along with Sam’s dick, inside Dean. “I bet he likes this even more,” John smiled. Dean moaned loudly around Christian’s cock trying to beg for more. John continued to push his finger inside Dean feeling Sam’s cock in the process.

Christian watched the Winchesters in bewilderment, “You are one sick man John Winchester, but I admire your passion.”

John added another finger inside Dean smiling at the vampire. “It’s not hard being passionate around Dean.”

Sam watched in fascination as both his cock and his father’s two fingers disappeared inside Dean’s body, “So fucking sexy.” He looked up and watched Dean swallowing Christian’s dick, “So fucking beautiful…you’re going to milk the cum out of me with your hot ass, aren’t you?”

John watched as Sam began to piston inside Dean, “Yeah…fuck that little cunt good.”

Sam squeezed Dean’s thighs hard enough to bruise and threw his head back and roared in pleasure as his orgasm came barreling out of him and into Dean’s willing body. “There it is…yeah, take that cum bitch!”

Dean moaned heavily around Christian’s thick girth reaching for his own cock but John slapped his hand away, “Boy, that’s our cock and this is our ass, don’t touch either unless we say you can.”

Sam slowly pulled out of Dean’s body and knelt down once again, “Wish you could see my spunk leaking out of your hole.” Sam ran his index finger around Dean’s swollen entry and gently pushed the cum back inside his brother.

John watched as Sam began licking Dean’s hole clean and grinned, “You got a nasty mouth on you Sam. Are you going to lick my jizz out of him too?”

Sam pushed his own seed back inside Dean with his tongue, “Yes sir.”

“Then get out of my way boy,” John ordered.

Christian laughed, “You two keep this up and I might just have to make both of you part of the family.”

John looked at the vampire, pushed the head of his cock inside Dean, and winked, “Eternity to fuck this gorgeous boy?”

Christian smiled wickedly as John plunged inside his own son, “It’d be better than an eternity in Hell.”

John looked away from the vampire and instead focused on Dean’s face and his mouth which was being penetrated with Christian’s large prick. He felt himself sinking into Dean’s heat and closed his eyes, “This would be a great place to stay; don’t you think so Sammy?”

Sam stroked Dean’s cock lovingly, “Yes sir that it would be…”


“Wake the fuck up human!”

He heard the cage rattling but was reluctant to leave the erotic dream. He could feel the hardness in his pants and it was obvious by the sticky wet patch that he had already came at least once because of the sinful dream.

“It’s time for your daily beating, oops, I mean feeding,” Michel laughed.

He opened his eyes and looked up at the vampire, “What time is it?”

Michel looked at the mortal in disbelief, “Do I look like Big Ben to you? It’s time to wake the fuck up!”

He shifted in his cage trying to ignore the hardness in his pants and the disgust he felt towards himself. “Why do I have to get up? It’s not like I have anything special to do today, besides dying.”

Michel knelt down beside the cage, took in the human’s odor, and smiled, “I wouldn’t be so sure about that…I’m sure Christian will be interested in that dream.”

He swallowed hard in shame, “Just leave us the fuck alone! Haven’t you already done enough?”

“You’re the one with cum drying in your pants and you want to blame me for that?”

“Dad,” Sam asked from the other cage.

John rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands trying to block out Sam’s accusing tone, “Not now Sammy.”

Michel stood up laughing, “Looks like my work is done here for the time being.”

Sam stared at his father intently wondering if the vampire was right, “Jesus, and I thought I was a sick fuck.”

John pulled his knees up to his chest and kept his hands covering his eyes, “I’m not talking to you Sam. You ruined this family.”

Sam clenched the cage bars in anger, “I ruined this family? How dare you point fingers at me when you’re having the same desires as me?”

“You have no idea what you’re talking about Sam!”

“Really, than why don’t you let me see your eyes? Let me see that you’re telling me the truth,” Sam pleaded.

“I don’t ever want to look at you again. You make me sick to my stomach! What you did was…”

“Was what, unnatural, immoral, sick?” Sam interrupted.

John’s shoulders began shaking in shame, “Yes.”

Sam read his father’s body language as easily as one reads a stop sign. “Looks like I’m not the only Winchester with this problem.”

John looked up at his son and sneered, “It was one fucking dream Sam. Perfectly natural considering what I was forced to witness last night!”

“That’s how it started for me too. One dream led to another and next thing you know, I’m a rapist.”

John looked at Sam in understanding, “Sammy, that bastard is doing this to us,” John stated the obvious.

“I’m glad you finally realize that. I tried to tell you last night, but…”

John raised his hand up to silence his son, “Sammy, we have to get the fuck out of here before that vamp makes me do something to Dean. I would cut my hands off if I ever touched him like that.”

Sam looked down at his own hands wondering why he didn’t feel remorse for violating Dean like he should have. If anything, treating Dean like a whore felt great. “Yeah, I’m sick about touching him myself,” Sam lied. “I’ll definitely need some counseling if we survive this.”

John looked at his son in concern, “I know that you’re sorry for what you did to Dean and that bastard made you do it, and now he’s fucking with my head, but our main focus has to be getting out of here as soon as possible.”

Sam slumped back into the cage resting his back on the bars, “Unfortunately, I don’t see a way out of this shitty predicament we’ve gotten ourselves into.”

“Maybe we won’t have to get ourselves out of this,” John smiled softly.

“What do you mean,” Sam asked.

“Sammy, when have you ever known me to not have backup?”

Sam shook his head in amazement, “You mean besides that flesh-eating demon in San Antonio or that poltergeist in Columbus, or that…”

“Okay, okay, there have been a few times I forgot backup, but I thought you two were my backup, and now that I hunt alone, I’ve taken extra precautions,” John informed his quizzical son.

“Like what,” Sam asked.

Before John could answer, the door to the basement opened, and they both held their breaths waiting to see what the vampires had in store for them tonight. They watched the bottom of the stairs anxiously, and they both groaned on the inside as they saw Christian step off the bottom stair. The vampire was dressed in his typical black slacks but he wore a simple white dress shirt not tucked in rather than a jacket and tie. Christian approached both cages smiling widely, “Gentlemen, I understand that we have something to discuss.”

“Yeah we do,” Sam began. “Why don’t you get the fuck out of our heads?”

“Now why would I want to do that? I find your entire family quite fascinating,” Christian replied looking down at John, “Oh my, somebody made a mess in their pants.”

“Leave him alone you bastard,” Sam yelled.

“Can’t wait to tell Dean what his precious perfect Daddy is thinking about him,” Christian taunted. “I mean, he’s barely hanging on, this just might push him over the edge.”

“What do you want,” John asked in defeat.

“Peace in the Middle East, hydrogen-based energy…”

“Seriously, what the hell do you want to keep you quiet,” Sam asked the vampire.

“Well, that’s quite simple actually…I want you two to disappear and leave my family alone.”

“And Dean,” John asked terrified of the answer.

“Haven’t you figured it out yet you pervert? Dean is mine and he wants you to live, so,” the vampire began.

“Dean comes with us and we’ll leave your family alone, “John stated through clenched teeth.

Christian knelt down, only inches from the human’s face, “You keep messing with me Daddy and you’ll lose both your sons and where would that leave your condescending ass?”

“We’re not leaving Dean here with you,” Sam replied.

Christian stood up and looked down at Sam, “You seem to think that you have a choice over this don’t you? The only choice you have is to leave with your father and live or…stay and die; regardless, Dean is mine and I will fucking rip your head off and feed it to your father if you get in the way again!” Sam smartly stayed silent and looked away from the vampire. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that an infuriated vampire was a death sentence if you got in the way. “So, what will it be, you leave and I keep my mouth shut about Daddy dearest and his erotic dream, or do I tell Dean and let him kill you once I turn him?”

John and Sam exchanged looks knowing that leaving the house without Dean was the only chance they had of defeating the powerful vampire. “We’ll leave your family alone and you can…have Dean.”

Christian grinned, “My hearing must be getting bad, what did you say human?”

John looked up at the vampire in defiance, “I said that you could have Dean.”

“Very well,” Christian replied. He snapped his fingers and Michel obediently appeared, “Get the humans enough food and water for five days.”

“Are we going somewhere,” Michel asked.

Christian caressed his brother’s cheek tenderly, “We’re leaving tonight.”

Michel looked at the mortals, “What happens to them?”

“I’ll send them help in a few days, but by then, we’ll be long gone.”

“No,” Sam yelled. “You can’t do this Christian,” Sam pleaded.

The vampire turned to the human, “I can do anything I wish; be grateful that I am sparing both of your miserable lives.”

“Please don’t take my son,” John begged. “He never did anything to deserve this.”

Christian turned his attention to John, “Unfortunately he did, he was born looking the way he does, and he attracted my interest.”

“You can find someone else that wants to be a vampire. There are hundreds of people who would be willing to become like you and your family,” John desperately explained.

“Why should I deny my desires for Dean when his own brother won’t,” Christian cruelly asked turning to leave.

“You made him do that to Dean,” John yelled.

Christian turned to face the oldest Winchester, “John, I like you, but you’re lying to yourself if you think that I had control over Sammy’s mind last night,” the vampire replied. “I planted the seeds of desire in his mind many weeks ago, just as I have yours, but those seeds grew themselves into what you witnessed last night.”

John watched the vampire walking up the stairs, “You’re lying!” Christian did not respond to the accusation and instead continued his journey up the stairs.

Both Winchesters sat in shock and dismay as the basement door was closed by the retreating vampire. They both stared at each other thinking the same thoughts. Was the vampire lying, was Sam really in control of his actions, and most importantly was John’s desires for Dean going to grow exponentially themselves like they had in Sam?


Part XX coming soon
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