AO3 Link: you can't take a picture of this, it's already gone
Summary: “How was it?” Dean asks, and Sam instantly regrets playing along with this. He knows what Dean is asking.
Were they better than me? Did you think about me while you fucked them?
“Stop,” Sam says, quiet but firm.
“What? I’m just bonding with my baby brother, just catching up. You take it, give it, suck their cocks, they suck yours? How did it go?”
“Stop.” Sam squeezes his eyes shut, trying to forget his sophomore year of college, Dean drunk and panting on the phone, Sam locking his dorm room door and—
(A season one AU where Sam and Dean were sleeping together before Sam left for Stanford. A mixture of codas, scene rewrites, and new scenes because I had a mighty need to make their s1 tension even more loaded. <3 )
Oh heeeyyyy, that Wincest fic I've been on about since this summer? Finished it and put chapter 1/11 up today. :) A million thanks to the wonderful @meggie-stardust for not only beta-ing this but encouraging me along the way! No archive warnings but there's some canon typical alcoholism, somno and light BDSM in a "sex as a bad substitute for therapy" way much later on in the fic. If you like the kind of setup where sex only makes them worse and they can't stop fighting and crashing back together in a hungry tangle of limbs, you'll probably like this one. <3

















