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In The Shadows, It Comes…

By: sivan325
folder Supernatural › Slash - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 8
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Chapter 6





Beta: Hotshow



A/N: Story happened in Ohio, the park name: Buck Creek State park, hotel: Super 8 Motel. Thank you Pam (supernaturalgrl for the help).



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Dean carried Sam back over to the Impala heading to the first hotel that he saw.



He checked them in, taking the key for the door, then as he went inside the room, he closed the door behind him, he placed Sam in the bed, and then he hurried to lock the door.



He sighed heavily before heading over to his wounded lover, knowing it happen because of him.



He knelt beside the bed, and started to undress Sam, and then after he was done, he noticed the snakebites, and started to act.



He leant closer to Sam’s chest and started to suck the snake poison from it, at first he swallowed the snake poison into his body, then he started to suck and spit it.



When he believed that he finished on the chest, he changed position over Sam’s legs and start again. Then when he finished he stared over at his lover with hope, that he might not have lost him.



Sam’s coughed lightly, and that caught more of Dean’s attention.



“Sam…” he called with concern in his voice.



The colors in Sam’s face seemed back, as he woke by Dean’s voice, calling time after time to him.



“Sammy…?”



But when Sam rose from the bed and stared over Dean, Sam was not the Sam that Dean knew.



It seemed that where the lion bites, Sam got the power, as the lion gave him.



Rage suddenly took over, as he stared over at Dean with wicked eyes, slamming Dean hard against the wall, taking off Dean’s belt as he ripped Dean’s clothes, and starts to whip Dean’s back, leaving red welts upon him.



Dean gritted his teeth as the pain burned in his body. Not knowing why his lover acted this way and the tears of failing rolled down on his cheeks.



Then after the whipping seemed to be over, Dean could felt Sam’s hands moving down over his erection, placing the belt and tight on his cock hard.



“Sam… stop it… please…” he begged, but Sam just didn’t listen.



Sam slapped Dean’s back over and over, until Dean swayed back at the wall. Sam smiled, and then hurried back over the bed, taking his belt, and hurried back over Dean.



He rolled him back, so he could whip Dean’s ass with his belt before forcing inside of him.



Whip



Whip




Sam noticed the blood and smirked at his brother, though he continued whipping Dean with his belt.



Whip



Whip



Whip



Whip



Whip



Whip



Whip




Dean never felt that humiliated in his all life, and now abused as well by his own brother.



He never seen that attitude from Sam. He knew what his brother going to do to him, and he begged for Sam to stop.



But it seemed all his begging fell on deaf ears.



Sam moved his erection over Dean’s anus, and pushed it inside.



He started to thrust harder and faster into Dean’s abused anus, soon Dean could felt and smell the blood leaking beneath his thighs.



Then he could feel Sam’s hands slapping his body while he thrusts harder and faster with no mercy.



Dean couldn’t fight, as his body went limp as the poison of the snake bites effected him, paralyzed him, he was weak, though he continue to yell to stop it.



Sam came inside of his brother abused blooded hole, and then he pulled his cock from the anus.



Sam heading back over the bed, and take a rest, while Dean fell on the floor searching for his cell phone with the bare power that left in him.



He dialed first to his dad, which ended leaving a message in the answering call, saying that he raped Sam, and then he closed it. He knew in his heart how much his dad loves Sam more than him, so he prefer that his dad would kill him, that would be easier somehow.



Then he dialed to Bobby.



“Hello?”



“Bobby, it’s me…” Dean replied weakly.



Bobby could felt something wrong when he heard Dean.



“What’s wrong?”



“Sam and I were at this gig, which I know by sliding in the net when Sammy asleep, I noticed an e-mail by dad about it.”



“What kind of gig, son?”



“Some freak monster,” Dean breath became hard, Bobby heard but said nothing, “As much as I could see at night, the head was a lion, and there were two snakes beside the body… Sammy was hurt badly… and it’s all my fault.”



“Dean, what did you do?”



“I… well you see… Sammy was stung twice by the snakes, I start to suck the bites, and after I finish, Sam acted strange, not himself.”



“What do you mean by that?”



“That’s not important, I left dad… message, told him that I rape Sam.”



“Which you didn’t, right?” Bobby asked with concern.



“Dean?” Bobby asked again when he got no answer.



“I… I got to finish the call… I think that he is going to wake soon.”



“Dean?”



“I think my second round just coming, pray for us, Bobby.”



Dean prayed, though it seemed that he forgot to close his phone, and Bobby heard every single word that came from John’s sons.



“Dean lord, I rather be dead than suffer all the pain that I’m enduring… let me die in peace.” Dean prayed, and Bobby in the other side wishes he didn’t hear what Dean prayed.



Then Bobby could hear a movement, he could hear Dean’s voice begging, “Sammy, don’t do this… please… I’m still hurt…”



‘Oh Dean…’ Bobby thought and wept his eyes as he felt them become wet.



“You are such a lousy lover and slut, Dean, so now I’ll play with you, and I know how much Daddy loves me more than you, and I know that he would believe any word that I will say, and I know that he would do anything that I tell him, using my puppy eyes, though I am sure that he knows what kind of son you are to him, you are a fucking liar, whore that I will enjoy to rape time after time until you die.”



And then there was nothing on the other side, as the call seemed to have ended.



Bobby found himself staring at shock over the phone, and then when he gathered himself he dialed John, and while he did so, he whispered words, hoping that John would pick up the phone and answer the call, ‘Pick the damn phone John or I swear to God that I will kick your ass.”



End of Chapter 6.

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