It all started when Dean picked up Sam after school in the impala.  They drove out through the country just cruising.  They stopped for fast food, cheeseburgers.  Dean knew Sam was always starving by the time he got out of school.  They drove until the sun was ready to go down.

Dean found a little plateau that overlooked the city, and parked the ( Read more... )

  It was wrong.  It was so wrong, but Sam shouldn't have been teasing him either.  Dean should not have been getting a painfully hard boner for his fifteen year old brother.  Jesus.  Did he even look fifteen?  Sam had such a baby face.  The little fucker was lucky he didn't piss the bed or else Dean would have taken him over his knee right then.  ( Read more... )

  Dean was waiting for him infront of the school when Sam walked out.  Dean was just leaning against a lamp post, hands in his pockets, looking as aloof and cool as could be, but Sam could tell he was tense.  Sam licked his lips in a nervous gesture, and tried to relax the white knuckled grip he had on his books.

"Hey, Dean," he said as he ( Read more... )