Sam cries when demon Dean fucks him all soft and slow and gentle because he’s being so so sweet and loving and it’s everything he wants but it’s just not his Dean.
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Sam cries when demon Dean fucks him all soft and slow and gentle because he’s being so so sweet and loving and it’s everything he wants but it’s just not his Dean.
He's not human.
Imagine Sam selling his body as a side hustle while at Stanford to make ends meet...
He's getting railed by closeted frat guys who can never look him in the eyes when they come, who get dressed faster than the speed of light when they're done, and then leave him alone in the small dorm beds, all for some quick cash. He doesn't think it's that bad, as long as Jess doesn't find out.
Plus, it pays pretty well. There are a lot of "straight" dudes out there willing to empty their wallets for a night with the cute law student.
But rumors spread fast around campus, and when a video gets posted on some site of Sam getting fucked from both ends, moaning and whimpering like a girl, his social life collapses.
Jess dumps him, his grades begin slipping, and all his friends start talking behind his back, acting like they're immature teenagers still in high school.
But the worst part is something Sam doesn't even know of yet.
In the middle of nowhere, in some dark and moldy motel room, Dean is sat in his bed staring at his computer screen.
He's watching his baby brother, his Sammy, getting destroyed by some random dudes.
And he has never been harder.
.✦ ݁˖ | you ask me if i’m angry. well, hell yeah, i fucking am.
THE FAMILY BUSINESS
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since sam is speaking with his mouth open everything comes out as garbled nonsense but dean understands bcs yk Brothers
What they don’t tell you about being an incest pervert is that the color will really drain from all other relationships. Oh they met as adults and fell in love? Groundbreaking. Anyway this guy is fucking a man who shaped him to his liking from infancy and spanked him when he misbehaved. So
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The air was charged by the distant call of the night bird. His face was obscured, but I knew he was looking at my chest, each side stretching, recently matured to different sizes.
"Dean, come lay with me like our father taught us when we were children," I said. He closed the door and leaned against it. "You're not my wife, Sam," he said.
"I'm more than your wife. I'm your brother!" Dean flinched and reached for the door handle. I knew he would not leave this place. He would relent and choose to be inside me, like he had many nights before.
If not, I would fillet his meaty forearm, roll it like a stick of licorice, and insert the flesh between my legs. Dean is my soul. A love only the branch of a willow tree could conjure. Brother, you will be inside me tonight.
I read this before watching obsession and I was flabbergasted when I recognized it in the movie lmaooo
DEAN: He never hit me, except for the time Sam ran away. He was always here when we needed him. He was a deadbeat. I know him better than anyone. He is as unknowable as God. He was a hero. He was an obsessed bastard. He showed me things no other sixteen year old had seen. He didn't really need me. He couldn't live without me. He turned me into a weapon. He raised me right. He put too much on my shoulders. He made me a mother. I always took his side to keep the peace. He was a master. He left me to die. He died for me. He left a hole in me. He exploited me sexually. He saved me from sexual predators. I always got the extra cookie. He kicked me out when I pissed him off. Rapist fathers remind me of him. Absent fathers remind me of him. Demanding and overbearing fathers remind me of him. Loving fathers remind me of him. I gave him everything I had. I am scared of turning into him. He brainwashed me. I loved him with everything I had. I dream about him all the time. He is my heart’s desire.
if you hold it and it cries you should let it go
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okay sorry im still not over little sam feet sorry but also not really
sam sleeping next to dean, john is passed out drunk on the couch, normally dean would wake sammy up and make him sleep on the other bed but tonight sam is curled up just right so his little feet meet dean's crotch...
dean can't seem to help himself when he pulls his half hard cock out, sliding it between those angel-soft soles... he may be going to hell but none of that matters when he shallowly thrusts between them.
where am i supposed to go?
I keep thinking about realistic dean having his teeth rotting to shit and (very rarely) getting insecure about it because his mouth smells and sam just worships him and opens his mouth to licks at the black cavities in there like it's nothing. like yeah you're disgusting but you're my big brother.
can I be real honest rn and confess that I fantasize about john winchester being my father and fucking me