Am I Your Lover Or Your Brother?
Title: Am I Your Lover Or Your Brother?
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em
Chapter: 1/?
Rating: N/C 17
Pairings: Sam/Dean, Wincest
Warnings: Language (Lots of Language), Smut, Violence, Wincest, Bottom!Sam, Bottom!Dean, Mental Abuse
Spoilers: Possible Up Through Season 7 (Here and There)
Summary: Au in which John keeps the boys apart telling each that the other died early in their childhood for different reasons. They meet at a college party and connect. When Sam figures out the truth will he tell Dean that he's his brother, or will Sam continue playing part of Dean's lover?
Sam was so excited, it was his first college party, at the most popular off campus frat house, and it was co-ed! Did he mention how much he loved Stanford? Because he LOVES it! & fuck were there a lot of hot girls and guys there. Sam was surrounded by a group of friends when he head a bunch of the girls and hell a lot of the guys gushing about the Senior that had just arrived in some classic Chevy or something from the sounds of it. From the way everyone was talking, Sam could not wait to get a glimpse of this dude. Pushing his way through the crowd (Which is not an easy feat for someone who's 6'4") he managed to get to a place where he could see the arrival of this mystery man everyone else seemed to know about.
Finally he was able to get a good long look at Mr. omyfuckinggodishehot. Sam took a quick inventory; Tall, but not taller than Sam. Short spiky blonde hair. Awesome body. Amazingly full lips. & HolyMotherofGod his gait made just beyondperfect by his slightly bowed legs. Sam was already swooning with the rest of them. He had to get a chance to talk to this guy, but first he needed to find out more about him. Turning to one of the Juniors he knows from class Sam asked about Mr. Sex on legs.
“He's quiet. Everybody wants him but he never hooks up with anybody. Figure he must have had a bad relationship back home or something,” she said.
“Where's he from?” Sam asked.
“Not Sure.”
Well holyfuckingbatshit if they guy could get any hotter and more mysterious he just did. Jared was going to deff. have to make his way over to talk to this guy now. He needed to feel him out, find out if he was even into guys or not.
Finding that the guy was at the drink bar, Sam headed over and walked up to stand beside him. “Some party huh? Well to me it is, I never really got to do much growing up. Name's Sam by the way.” he said while offering the guy his hand.
“Dean. & neither did I, hell. Where are you from?”
“Kansas.”
“Oh.” was the only reply Dean gave and Sam literally watched the walls go up. “Me too, I mean I was born there, I don't really ever go back there now.”
“Same.”
“Huh,” Dean said contemplating. That's partially why I'm here I think, just to find a place to fit in for once.”
“Well I've never really felt the need to fit in all that much. Just here for an education and if I find some good friends or someone special while I'm here, that would be a plus.”
“Ah. Yea. So you find any chicks your into yet?'”
“Na, not really. Though there are a few guys around that have caught my eye.” Sam offered hoping he didn't scare Dean off already. “Guys huh? Hm.” Dean said but Sam could see him trying to hide a smirk.
“Don't worry, I won't judge you, I like both too, I'm just usually not as forward with information as you are.” Sam was speechless, he had no idea what to even say to that. Thank God Dean decided to pick up the conversation. “I like it. I mean the way your so forward and innocent still. You know what, you kind of remind me of an overgrown puppy. I like you. Want to come over and meet some of my friends?”
“Uh sure but if I leave my roommate alone too long he may wander off and get arrested, don't ask, so can I get him...?”
“Yea sure, the more the merrier.” Dean answered with a slick smile and gestured Sam ahead so he could follow. Walking through the crowd Sam was well aware of the glares he was receiving, from both sexes, because he managed to get the attention of the guy that everyone wanted & could never get.
Smirking he walked up to Travis, pulled him away from two blonde twins he was pretty sure were high, and promising to explain later, dragged him along until the three were in there own little section with a few of Dean's friends. Introducing Sam and Travis to his friends Jess, Garth, and Jo, Dean decided he needed to talk more to this Sam kid. There was something about him that was totally likeable.
The party went on, the group of friends talking and laughing. Getting increasingly more and more drunk as the night went on. After a while a few of the group, including Travis, stumbled off with some other drunks and eventually it was just Sam and Dean. “Want to get out of here?” Dean asked an fairly drunk Sam. “Sure De, anything you want to do, I'll do anything you want to do, anything.”
“Anything huh?” Dean asked amused, then added “and dude did you call me De?”
“Huh, I guess I did, ops. It's just that, your so adorable and I really like you but I know you don't hook up with anybody and I know I have no chance and, I'm sorry I ramble when I'm drunk, or nervous, or hyper....'” Sam rambled the whole time the two were walking.
“So you heard about the whole I don't hook up thing huh?”
“Uh well yea I kind of asked one of the Juniors about you when every body started talking about you. But it's cool dude. I don't blame you there. I just really like you but I'm sure you get that a lot and I was hoping we could put that aside and just be friends you know, because you, your really cool and your friends are too and I would like to hang around you guys again but I'm sure I just blew that because now you know I like you and Oh God I need to shut up....mmmfph.” Was all the more Sam got out as Dean pushed him against a hard wall, and oh my god we're they in some back ally? Oh God Dean's kissing him. Kissing HIM. Moaning, Sam started kissing Dean back with fervor. He couldn't stop, he didn't want to ever stop. Pretty soon Dean had his hands underneath Sam's shirt and hoodie and was grinding up against him while still molesting his mouth. Sam couldn't even think. “Fuck.'”
“Yea that was the idea, mmm. So freaking sexy Sam. Need you.”
“Oh Fuck Dean. Please.”
“You think you can do that, can you fuck me Sam?”
“Want to, yea. Bu-but we probably shouldn't do this.”
“Want you to Sam, oh God please. Haven't been this taken with anybody in years. Please. Need you.” Dean said between placing chaste kisses along Sam's jaw and neck.
Quickly switching their positions with scary grace, Sam had Dean pressed up against the wall, grinding their cocks together and sucking lightly on Dean's neck, ear, anything he could get his mouth on.
“Fuck if we're actually going to do something we need to go somewhere more private. Come on,” Dean said tugging Sam along with him towards his car. Sam knew that what was left of the party was going to see him leaving with Dean, and with a self-satisfied smirk Sam willingly followed Dean.
Shit, the car really was a beauty. “Stop staring and get in already dammit.”
“Sorry,” Sam said trying to hide a blush.
Upon Finally arriving at Dean's apartment, he left Sam in the car just saying he wanted to make sure the place was clean first. Sam really didn't care but let him to it. A few mins later Dean came back out and practically dragged Sam inside, pushing him through the door while kissing him senseless. Sam was tugging Dean's jacket off while Dean was trying to strip Sam of his hoodie. Eventually they were able to get all there top clothing off while kicking out of their shoes.
Pushing Sam down on his bed, Dean started kissing his way down Sam's amazing body until he reached his jeans. Unbuttoning them and tugging down the zipper, he tapped on Sam's leg to let him know to lift up so Dean could pull them the rest of the way off. After ridding Sam of his jeans, Dean got rid of his as well. Soon they were kissing and groping everywhere they could on each other, just needed and wanting more.
Sam flipped Dean onto his back in one swift move and started kissing down his jaw and neck. Dean pressed the lube from the nightstand table into Sam's hand with a 'come on' and Sam didn't waste anymore time. Soon Sam was pushing into Dean, rocking gently. It was strange how well they worked together. How it felt like they've know each other their whole lives. They just fit. Their connection was undeniable. It wasn't very long before they were falling apart in each others' arms. After coming back to himself, Dean got up and wiped them both clean before climbing back into bed and curling around Sam.
They didn't get much rest however, when Dean's phone started ringing with Sam's following not long after.
“What do you want Garth? Shit. Shit yea I'll be there in a second,” Dean said hanging up.
Throwing clothes on and looking a little sheepish Sam mumbled into his phone before hanging up.
“I need to go save a friend down at the park, guess he got into a little bit of trouble.”
“The park huh?” Dean said with a pause. “Dammit. Your a hunter aren't you?”
“I, Um. Yea.”
“Shit. We got to go. Garth's down there with a few others, they're getting their asses handed to them by a group of demons. Guess we need to go play hero.”
“Fuck,” Sam said scrubbing his hands over his face. “Let's go.”
~*~
Running as fast as they could the two took off towards to park to where Garth had told them to meet. They didn't get that far however, when they were surrounded by demons. Drawing weapons Dean started fighting off some of the advancing demons while Sam muttered an exorcism until finally they were all gone, at least for a while.
They finally found the others, surrounded by another group of demons.
“The hell? Why are they all converging here?” Sam asked.
“Dunno. But we best go find out.”
By the time they reached the already in battle group Garth called out “These are some nasty son of a bitches, don't even respond to any exorcisms any of us know.”
“Well ain't that just fucking great,” Dean growled before being tossed by one of the demons. He was pretty sure he has a few broken ribs but Dean managed to get up and continue fighting until they were finally alone.
“What the hell was that?” seemed to be the group consensus. Garth and Jo made their way over to get to a now delirious Dean who was pretty badly beaten. Sam made it first, however, and picked Dean up into his arms started whispering reassurances and yelling at the others to get some help. As more people came running someone familiar pushed their way through the crowd.
“Bobby?”
“Sam? Oh God. Dean, Dean can you hear me?”
“Bobby?”
“Yes it's me you idjit, you stay with us ok, your daddy'll kill me if you die on us now.”
“Yea ok.”
“Wait you know Dean? Bobby please tell me what is going on?”
“Later kid, we have a lot to talk about, for now let's get him fixed up.”
~*~
Link To Chapter 2: http://alexisk11.livejournal.com/16494.html