Dean's True Love

Dean walked into the bathroom and shut and locked the door behind him, he started taking off his clothes and dropping them on the floor. He was hoping to be naked before Sam knew he was in the room. He knew that they had been testing each other to see if this was what the other wanted but that didn't calm Dean's nerves. He was the older brother here, he was supposed to know better than this...then again Sam was a grown man and a very smart one, he knew what he wanted. Dean just hoped that what Sam wanted was him.

Sam heard the door open and he waited, very impatiently for Dean to enter the shower. How long can it take to get naked and get in here, he wondered. Sam opened the door and nearly choked on his breath when he saw Dean standing naked in the bathroom and chewing on his lip. He was as perfect naked as Sam remembered him, sure a few more scars but they only make it hotter. He wanted to say something about how hot Dean was or how it felt for him to be with him again, but all that came out was something totally different, because they were Winchesters and anything that involved feelings and emotions would be way to weird. "Wrestling with your conscience again Dean?" Sam smiled softly and held out a hand to his brother. "So coming in or not?" Sam asked as he watched his big brother take his hand and run his other hand through his short hair. He stepped into the the cramped motel shower and Dean started to raise his eyes up over Sam's naked body.

He almost forgot how beautiful Sam was when he was naked, almost. When Dean finally did meet his little brother's eyes , his dark eyebrows were raised in a question, and his mouth twitched into a smirk. That was it, Dean needed no words, he shoved Sam against the wall of the shower and started to kiss him softly. It was like they had never been apart, their lips touched and slid against one another's so easily. It was all so right, there were no other words that could describe it as their tongues met and teeth nipped at each other's flesh. It was something they had both missed so much, enough that they knew they would never admit it to the other, knowing it was fucked up enough without saying so.

Sam stared to run his hands down Dean's sides, he felt so solid, so safe, so perfect, so Dean. The newest scars on Dean just made him even more, Sam didn't think it was possible but he knew it was true. He wanted to explore all the new scars on Dean's body, with his tongue. God help me, Sam thought when he realized it. He didn't wait, when he heard a soft whimper come from Dean's sinful mouth and he knelt in front of his big brother in the shower, sliding his large hands over Dean's water slicked hips and onto his ass, his tongue tracing a long scar running over his hip towards his groin. While Sam was molesting him, Dean tangled his fingers in Sam's unruly hair. He wanted to see what Sam was doing but the little prick wouldn't let him see, and then suddenly Dean's erection was surrounded by a wet, heat that had nothing to do with the shower. "Fuck Sammy" He whispered as he tilted his head back, and placed one hand on the wall in front of him, his hips rolling with Sam's suction.

Sam could feel the tremors running through Dean's body already and he wanted to smirk with pride, but it's really hard to smirk when your mouth is full of Dean's dick. So Sam started to purr and rub his index finger lightly over Dean's entrance. Dean's whole body jolted from the touch and he groaned."Oh fuck Sammy, yes please..inside me please"He whispered as he begged, worried that the girl might hear. Sam wasn't thinking of anything except Dean's body and his pleas, so he pushed his first finger inside the tight heat that was Dean and then another, not stopping until he had four inside his big brother. He ignored the cries and pleas for him to stop, he remembered what Dean liked. If Sam did as Dean said now then it would be over and Dean would leave, he always liked a bit of force.

Dean's head was swimming from sensations, the heat of the shower, the suction of Sam's dirty mouth and the burning pain in his ass. It was all so much and he wanted more. Sam slid Dean all the way down his throat as he started to move his fingers in and out of Dean, curling them so he hit that lovely bundle of nerves often. Dean couldn't stop himself he cried out and then covered his mouth with his hand and rested his forehead against the still cool tile."Fuck Sammy, keep doing that and I'm going to come inside that mouth of yours." Dean growled as he dropped his hand.

Sam smirked inwardly and slid Dean out of his mouth shaking his head. "No you won't big brother." He whispered as he continued to fuck him with his hand and pump Dean's straining erection with the other. He placed Dean's cock against his pouting lips and raised his eyes up to Dean's. Pure innocence filling Sam's eyes as he looked up at his big brother. It didn't take long before Dean's eyes rolled back in his head and he came hard on Sam's lips and nearly slid onto the shower floor. "We're not done yet Dean." Sam whispered as he started to lick the cum off his lips and took his time standing up. He licked every scar on Dean's body slowly, nipping at quite a few of them as well. He pressed his lips to Dean's and gave him the smirk he had wanted to for the last little while."Come on, get out of the shower." Sam whispered against the other man's lips as he got out himself, but he left the shower running so Mara wouldn't hear. Dean blinked slowly in confusion, his orgasm addled mind not helping him out any. "I'm going to fuck you Dean, get out of the shower." Sam said annoyed as he layed a couple of towels on the floor and then turned around to find his brother right behind him, wearing his own smirk.

"I want to ride you Sammy." He said in a deep, thick voice as he pushed Sam to the floor, straddling him easily. Sam groaned and nodded, kissing his brother deeply. Dean growled into the kiss and reached behind himself to grip Sam and line himself up with Sam's pulsing erection. Finally Dean got himself positioned and stared to slide onto his brother's cock. Dean moaned Sam's name as he filled himself with his dick. "Oh fuck Sammy, you feel so amazing..so fucking right, I never want to be away from you again."He growled out, sure when nothing is going on sharing is bad, but when it comes to actually having sex with the Winchesters, it's all fair game, you can just deny it or blame it on the orgasm later.

It took all of Sam's self control not to thrust up into Dean as he started his slow up and down rhythm. Sam knew he would speed up soon and he just tried to be patient, it's hard not to just fuck Dean's brains out right away. Sam heard Dean's words and whispered back his own. "I won't ever leave again I promise." Dean started to move faster and Sam knew he wouldn't last long, he's been hard since he saw Dean naked. Then his big brother reaches down and starts to jerk off in front of him, while his riding him like a horse. Sam nearly screamed from the sight, he had always loved watching Dean playing with himself, whether it was his cock or fucking himself on his own hand, it was all pretty fucking hot.

"Come for me Sammy, come inside me."He whispered in this soft, yet rough sexy voice Sam didn't remember Dean having before. But that's all it took, Sam released inside Dean's ass and had to bite down on his tongue to keep himself from screaming from the orgasm. Dean smiled and carefully removed Sam's sticky cock from his ass and layed on Sam's chest. "Fucking hot Sam."He whispered as he smiled lazily and reached for his t-shirt.

Sam grabbed Dean's wrist and glared half heartedly at him."Where are you going?" He blinked and yanked the grey shirt over his head.

"Sammy, I have to go check on Mara. I mean what if she woke up or something?" Sam blinked as his normally sharp mind quickly searched for who Mara was. Dean laughed softly and yanked on his jeans.

"Your nine year old niece, red hair, pale as snow? Ringing any bells Sammy boy?" Sam felt his face flush and he nodded.

"Um yeah...I remember sorry."Dean shook his head and yanked Sam up into a standing position.

"Ok, I'm gonna go check on her...um..you, you finish in here ok?" Dean smiled as Sam nodded and then Dean leaned in for a soft kiss, letting Sam know he had heard his whisper about not leaving. Dean grinned and opened the bathroom door and headed out into the motel room. He glanced at Mara's bed, his stomach went instantly sick when he couldn't really make out a shape on the bed in the semi darkness.

Suddenly the room was filled with light as the little girl turned on the light, without touching it Dean noticed silently, but he was instantly relieved that she was ok, on the other side of the room but ok. He also noticed she was wearing his own smirk rather well, not always a good sign. Before she even spoke, he knew something was up and Dean felt his nerves go on edge. Mara walked closer and fluttered her long, black lashes at him. He was in shit and he knew it. Pure sweetness was in her tone as she spoke to him "So Daddy, is Uncle Sammy my new Mommy?"