This is my first fanfic ever so comments are helpful (positive or negative). Hope you enjoy it. Also all grammar errors are mine and mine alone.

Whatever You'll Give

Summary: Though it was obvious that any hope of getting over Dean were flushed down the toilet. Wincest. First Kiss. Sam/Dean.

Warning: Contains Sam/Dean

When I was younger I never understood why girls and even guys took such an interest in him. He didn't seem like anything special. He just seemed like any other annoying big brother to me, I mean sure I always felt different around him than I did with anyone else, but I always assumed it was because he was my brother. But then I hit puberty and I started to notice why he was always fawned over by every girl and gay guy that was in a 100-mile radius. Also I was able to figure out that, that strange feeling I got around him wasn't anywhere near brotherly, when I hit puberty at age 13 I found out I was in love with my older brother. That was wrong on so many levels.

But really who could blame me, I never really got to know anyone else, and Dean is the one who took care of me, protected me, helped me with my homework, made sure I ate (even if he didn't cause we were running low on food and we didn't know when dad was going to be back), took care of me while I was sick, did basically everything for me. Plus who could not fall in love with Dean, I mean he was not only physically attractive what with the dark dirty-blonde hair, the moss green eyes, muscular body, perfectly white teeth, nice full lips (I MEAN COME ON). But also his attitude cocky, always ready with a witty remark, confident, smart (even if he won't fully show it and definitely not admit it), always dedicated to whatever he's doing. Plus there's the side that only I get to see his softer, gentler side (I know hard to believe) but really there's just to much about Dean that you can't not love even if most of those short skirt skanks are really only after him for his good looks (which yeah I can't blame them) but there's just so much more to Dean.

So anyway, after I finally admitted to myself that I was head over heals for my older sibling I did the only logical thing, I threw myself into school. Anything to push him away, sadly that didn't work out quite the way I hoped. In fact, it was more like I threw myself into depression, cause every fight I started with him always ended with him going to a bar and fucking the next decent looking thing he sees(girl or guy, Dean's not picky) and with me left home alone a little bit more broken inside. Then he'd come back like there was nothing wrong, he'd set dinner down and brag about whoever he just banged (and yeah that hurt) and how much money he had just hustled (before the banging….usually). So after awhile I just stuck with fighting with only dad (since that had been happening for long while anyway…but it had better results since Dean didn't leave to bar most of the time) and went back to being brothers with Dean. And it worked out very well, I mean sure it wasn't enough but it was better than the fighting, and I got to wrestle with him again and when I had nightmares I could go crawl into bed with him (even if dad said this wasn't aloud years ago) and he'd comfort me with little half-awake whispers of "It's okay, Sammy" and "I'm here" (and having his hot breath scraping against my ear and neck did NOT make me hard at all) Everything was fine again for the next year….until IT happened.

I had just turned 16, Dad was out of town as usually, Dean had turned down his date with the head cheerleader to celebrate it with me (and that was enough of a birthday present, thank you very much) but that's not when the problem happened. It was a week after my birthday and I had been asked out by a smart, popular girl in my Adv. Bio. class (of course I said yes, and no I wasn't leading her on, I just couldn't say no knowing that that would most likely hurt her feelings and maybe it would help me get my mind off of Dean, maybe! I could be like every normal kid and actually like someone I wasn't related too.) Anyways, I was actually pretty nervous about it, it was technically my first real date(sad I know, but we move around to much and I'm not like Dean who's just looking for a quick fuck).Plus we were supposed to be staying in this town for another week because it would be summer vacation and Dean told Dad it would be a good idea just to keep me in school for it since we wouldn't have to worry about it for a couple months anyway. So I couldn't embarrass myself knowing that if I did the whole school would know and it would be the worst week of my life. So being my big brother Dean knew something was wrong with me….

I had my outfit picked out, and was sitting back towards the door, practicing my kissing on a pillow (come on I haven't kissed anyone before and I couldn't screw that up). When I heard the burst of laughter coming from behind me. I turned and glared at Dean, leaning against the doorframe arms crossed and eyebrow raised with a that damn smirk of his(god, he's perfect),while heat rised to my cheeks.

"D-Dean I thought you said you had a date tonight." And damn why did I have to stutter.
"I do but it's not till later" He shrugged, his smirk turning to a full out grin. "What 'cha doing exactly?"

"Nothing!" I replied to quickly and looked down at my fidgeting fingers when that grin spread impossibly wider, his eyes having that spark of taunting amusement in them. "I just never kissed anyone before and I-uh didn't want to screw up and….yeah."

I was expecting a laugh but what I got was a sigh, approaching footsteps and a hand ruffling my hair, which I smacked away and sent up another glare at my shorter but older sibling(yes in the last week I have grown about an inch taller than him, ha) he had his smirk back in place instead of his grin. He sat down on the bed next to me, giving a soft laugh as he leaned back on his hands.

"What?" I snapped.

"You're just so pathetically innocent Sammy." He teased

"Shut up!" I blushed looking down again. " I don't even want to go anyway, I'll just call her and cancel."

" Don't want to do that little brother, you'll just piss her off."

" Yeah, well it's better than embarrassing myself" I mumbled pulling my knees up and burying my face in them. I heard another sigh and then felt Dean shuffle next to me. When I glanced over at him he was close to my face….too close. I jerked back(even if it's the last thing I wanted to do). "W-what the hell, Dean?!" Of course he just shrugs.

" I figured I'd teach you, dumbass. But fine if you don't want my help." He got up and started walking to the door.

"W-wait!" I grabbed a hold of his arm and he turned back to me with a bad act of playing innocent.

"What is it Sam? You don't want to me to teach you so…"

" I-I do please, I can't screw this up Dean" I could only imagine how much blushing I was doing at that moment, I sure felt like my face was on fire, but that wasn't important at the moment, what was important was…. "Please Dean" I said using my puppy dog eyes as Dean so nicely dubbed them. He laughed a bit and nodded.

" Sure thing little brother; okay first things first," he plopped down next to me body turned in my direction which I eagerly faced him as well(not that I showed the eagerly part). He leaned in close his breath ran across my lips and oh god his breath smelt good. "With these kind of girls you got to start off gently," he said pressing his lips to mine (and my heart did not skip a beat, I swear) and mumbled against them," then you make it more intense." He added more pressure and pulled me closer by the hips. He opened his mouth slightly and ran his tongue over my lips(and oh god did that not just make me rock hard immediately). I leaned in to the kiss, eyes slammed shut and opened my mouth slightly to allow his tongue access(and I almost just came right then and there) his tongue pressed against mine before he pulled back, and man did it end to soon or what. I open my eyes and stared at Dean's grin dazedly. "See you're a natural, but that is to be expected from a Winchester." He ruffled my hair again and stood up. " Now hurry up and I'll give you a ride to the movies." He said leaving through the door while I just watched light headedly.

Once I came back down from the most ultimate high, I quickly stood up, grabbed my clothes, and rushed to the bathroom. Threw my clothes on the sink counter and pulled down my pants, sat on the toilet and jerked off, coming with a soft cry of Dean on my lips before washing off and getting dressed for my date. Though it was obvious that any hope of getting over Dean were flushed down the toilet.

Well there you go, I'm not sure if I should add more chapters or not, tell me what you think.
And once again reviews are much appreciated.