touchy-feely manhandly hands aren’t incest. It’s just how normal brothers touch each other.


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touchy-feely manhandly hands aren’t incest. It’s just how normal brothers touch each other.
I love socially isolated wincest. I love that they don't know how other people work, they just know how each other work. I love them thinking the outside world is dangerous and scary and being reinforced in the idea that they only have and only want to have each other. I love dean being overly protective and keeping sam glued to his side whenever they're out in public. I love them discovering romance and sexuality together and feeling safe doing so. I love them not knowing how wrong it is to do those things with your own family. I love them being each other's brother, father, son, friend and boyfriend at the same time and not needing anything else.
So here’s the deal...
Pretty little Sammy’s begging his big brother for a kiss, all desperate and adorable. Dean grabs his babe’s wrist, and yanks him down onto the bed.
But Sammy’s such a needy little slut. he’s arching his slim waist and pushing that perky ass up high, practically begging Dean to fuck him raw from behind and breed that tight ass.
Dean’s using every fucking bit of willpower to hold back the urge to climb on the bed and pound his babe senseless.
dean calling sam “sweetheart” when they’re little kids in a way that’s pretty normal for young kids, it’s what mom called dean when he was little and now sammys little. but then it’s dean calling sam “sweetheart” way past when it’s normal, sam’s like 12 years old and it’s so casual dean, I’m hungry can I have a snack? from the backseat sure, sweetheart. as dean passes back the jerky. john puts a stop to it. tells them their both too old for that and to knock it off. dean nods out a yessir. and looks away. sammy feels his face get bright red as he slumps down into the seat and he does not cry.
sam, undeniably, was the love of dean’s life btw. theres no way to twist it into anything else, sam was the greatest love of his lifetime.
I love isolated, no boundaries wincest.
Dean who hit puberty way before Sam and just jerked off when he felt like it because there is no privacy in a motel room. Sam watching out of curiosity and asking questions, Dean learning that he doesn't just not care about the audience, he likes it.
Dean teaching Sam how to make himself feel good. Demonstrating his favourite techniques on himself and Sam copying. Dean teaching Sam how to stave off his orgasm until he's begging Dean to let him come. He never even told him he needed permission, that just developed organically, and it makes Dean lose his mind.
One of them had a wet dream so they lie practically on top of each other on the dry side of the bed.
Dean being a creep and watching porn in front of Sam, sometimes not even to jerk off, but just because he's bored. Watching porn together and jerking off side by side. It progresses to jerking each other off because it's no big deal, they're basically just one person at this point. What's the big deal about helping your brother out?
Brotherly bickering over who blows who first, once they cross that line. Dean always throws scissors and lets Sam decide anyway.
Competitions for who can make the other come first, using all the tricks they learnt on each other - they know what gets each other off.
They don't even see it the same way as sex with other people. It's just something they do. Dean, being older, understands how screwed up it is first but doesn't say anything to Sam; he doesn't want to stop.
Dean thinks his baby brother’s so pretty. Prettier than any of his girls. He can’t help but take up his space, not that Sammy minds. He never minds.
Sammy wants to taste his big brother so badly. To find out if his kisses are just as intense as his love. He fantasizes that one day Dean will just snatch him by the collar and yank him into a kiss.
Sammy can’t stop himself wanting his big brother. He’s sturdy and gorgeous and entirely devoted to Sam. In a way nobody else ever has been.