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Title: The Crack Is In The Cornflakes
Rating: R {??}
Pairing: Sam/Dean {well it's gonna happen at any rate, lol}
Summary: Sam has a good reason for being happy before school.
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"Where's your brother?" John asks at the breakfast table. He's in a hurry and he still has to drop them both at the high school.
"Dunno"
Sam comes walking down the stairs with an air of joy in his steps. It makes his dad and Dean look at him in puzzlement as Sam isn't normally so....happy.
"Good morning!" he says, plopping down to sit in front of his cereal bowl.
"What's wrong with you?" his dad asks.
"Nothin"
"Sam"
Sam stares directly at Dean.
"I want Dean's cock"
This doesn't register right away.
"Huh?" Dean says as if he hadn't heard what Sam's just said.
"I said I want your cock Dean,geez"
Dean does this sort of...pause.
"I mean, if you didn't walk around flaunting it all the time, maybe I wouldn't notice as much"
"What the fuck did you just say?" John practically yells
"I just want to wait till he's sleeping or like, in the shower or something ya know and just..come up and start stroking it, getting my fingers all slimy and coated. And that just turns me on because then I think about how hard I'd get just looking at the slime being spread around. Kind of like if I was doing a science project on orgasms even though I can't actually give orgasms at school because my teacher is just so anti-gay. Plus when Dean is dreaming he makes these really low grunting sounds and I want to lick around his nipples while I'm also stroking him only this time I want to shove them up inside while I pound my cock in his ass. Or maybe he can pound me. Hmmm... I don't want to wake him up though. Oh are you gonna eat that?" Sam says pointing at an apple on the table.
"SAMUEL WINCHESTER YOU BETTER QUIT TALKING BEFORE I COME WHIP YOUR ASS!"
"Relax dad, it's not like Dean will let me anyway. Except for this one time when he didn't know it was me and kinda...guided me a little...."
Dean is 10 shades of red right now. He can't even look Sam in the eye because suddenly that little sex dream is coming back to him and FUCK! that was Sam? FUCK!
"Ok. That is it. Get yourselves in the car. I don't want to hear about this"
Dean is still frozen and Sam is leaning back muching on his breakfast.
"NOW!" John barks loud enough to scare them from their seats and run to the car.
The air is filled with tension as John grips the stearing wheel, muttering to himself about how crazy his boys are while Sam startes out the window and Dean is still pretty much back to being frozen.
"Dad?" Sam asks.
"What" John says, the anger still evident in his voice. He hopes Sam knows when to shutup because he's pretty sure the next thing out of his mouth won't be good and he'll no longer be able to deny this is even happening.
"Would it be ok if I fuck Dean? Just cause of my age and all it would probably be better if I had your permission"
Just at that moment, they arrive at the school. John having crashed into a pole in shock.
"Ok then. I'll just take your silence as an ok for now"
He walks around,taking Dean's hand in his and goes inside the building.
"Um....."
"Dude don't worry, I have mad skills. You're gonna be coming like a freakin baboon Dean"
Sam walks off to his classroom leaving Dean standing there in silence. Or possibly in fear.
-THE END
Rating: R {??}
Pairing: Sam/Dean {well it's gonna happen at any rate, lol}
Summary: Sam has a good reason for being happy before school.
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"Where's your brother?" John asks at the breakfast table. He's in a hurry and he still has to drop them both at the high school.
"Dunno"
Sam comes walking down the stairs with an air of joy in his steps. It makes his dad and Dean look at him in puzzlement as Sam isn't normally so....happy.
"Good morning!" he says, plopping down to sit in front of his cereal bowl.
"What's wrong with you?" his dad asks.
"Nothin"
"Sam"
Sam stares directly at Dean.
"I want Dean's cock"
This doesn't register right away.
"Huh?" Dean says as if he hadn't heard what Sam's just said.
"I said I want your cock Dean,geez"
Dean does this sort of...pause.
"I mean, if you didn't walk around flaunting it all the time, maybe I wouldn't notice as much"
"What the fuck did you just say?" John practically yells
"I just want to wait till he's sleeping or like, in the shower or something ya know and just..come up and start stroking it, getting my fingers all slimy and coated. And that just turns me on because then I think about how hard I'd get just looking at the slime being spread around. Kind of like if I was doing a science project on orgasms even though I can't actually give orgasms at school because my teacher is just so anti-gay. Plus when Dean is dreaming he makes these really low grunting sounds and I want to lick around his nipples while I'm also stroking him only this time I want to shove them up inside while I pound my cock in his ass. Or maybe he can pound me. Hmmm... I don't want to wake him up though. Oh are you gonna eat that?" Sam says pointing at an apple on the table.
"SAMUEL WINCHESTER YOU BETTER QUIT TALKING BEFORE I COME WHIP YOUR ASS!"
"Relax dad, it's not like Dean will let me anyway. Except for this one time when he didn't know it was me and kinda...guided me a little...."
Dean is 10 shades of red right now. He can't even look Sam in the eye because suddenly that little sex dream is coming back to him and FUCK! that was Sam? FUCK!
"Ok. That is it. Get yourselves in the car. I don't want to hear about this"
Dean is still frozen and Sam is leaning back muching on his breakfast.
"NOW!" John barks loud enough to scare them from their seats and run to the car.
The air is filled with tension as John grips the stearing wheel, muttering to himself about how crazy his boys are while Sam startes out the window and Dean is still pretty much back to being frozen.
"Dad?" Sam asks.
"What" John says, the anger still evident in his voice. He hopes Sam knows when to shutup because he's pretty sure the next thing out of his mouth won't be good and he'll no longer be able to deny this is even happening.
"Would it be ok if I fuck Dean? Just cause of my age and all it would probably be better if I had your permission"
Just at that moment, they arrive at the school. John having crashed into a pole in shock.
"Ok then. I'll just take your silence as an ok for now"
He walks around,taking Dean's hand in his and goes inside the building.
"Um....."
"Dude don't worry, I have mad skills. You're gonna be coming like a freakin baboon Dean"
Sam walks off to his classroom leaving Dean standing there in silence. Or possibly in fear.
-THE END