Okay so in this story, Mary never dies, so Sam and Dean aren't hunters. Sam is 16, Dean is 20

"You know what Sammy." Dean smiled and put a hand on his brother's shoulder "I think it's about time I took you with me to the bar."

"Th-the bar?" Sam was surprised that his brother suggested it. He was so used to staying home alone while the older Winchester went out, "But Dean, Mom and Dad just went to the movies. They'll be back in like an hour or so."

Dean leaned in closer to Sam "Then we should get moving." He whispered "You know you want to"

Sam shivered "Yeah… Yeah sure"

The older brother smiled "All righty then. Lets go."

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"So Sammy. Take your pick." Dean grinned. They had arrived at the bar and Dean was motioning to the unsuspecting people in it.

"Hmmmmmm….." Sam looked around at the people. Five guys playing pool. Three in the booths. Six girls at the bar area. Eight at the tables. "I dunno…."

"Come on Sam. Who would you prefer to spend your night with?

Sam looked at his brother, then around the room. No one really caught his eye… except for a blond sitting alone at the bar "Her…." Sam motioned to the blondie.

Dean put his mouth to Sam's ear "Mmmmhhh always did like the blonds." He pulled away "Go get em' tiger." He laughed. The older Winchester turned and left to go prepare for the rest of the night leaving Sam alone in a bar full of strangers. A ton of probably dangerous stranger. Stronger and bigger than he is. If he screws this up, he's a dead man.

Calm down Sam, he told himself. So not the time for a panic attack. With that, he walked over and sat down next to his girl.

"Hey pretty lady." Okay, act like Dean

"Hey sexy" she slurred back. She was obviously tipsy.

"Names Jimmy" He lied "What's yours?"

"Amanda" The blond smiled

"So Amanda, What do you say we ditch this place and go some where… more entertaining?"

She paused for a second, as if actually going over scenarios in her head, then answered "Fine by me."

Sam led her out of the bar and into the parking lot. This was it. Sam had always wished he could do what his brother did every day. Now here he is…Dean had parked the Impala in the farthest corner from any prying eyes.

"Wow, nice wheels." Amanda gushed, running to it awkwardly because of her heels. "We gonna do it in here?"

"Maybe" Sam said somberly "It depends"

Amanda looked at him from next to the passenger door "Depends on what?"

As if on queue, Dean immerged from the shadows. "Depends on me sweetheart." He quickly put a chloroform soaked cloth on her face, knocking her out almost instantly.

When he looked up, Sam had the biggest smile he had ever seen. "Dean, we got her! We got her! Now we can-"

"Hold your horses Sammy" the older brother interrupted " We still have to put her in the car , then take her to the old warehouse."

"Oh right…"

Dean grabbed Amanda by the shoulders "Don't just stand there, help me load her into the car." Sam grabbed the girl's legs and helped his brother put her in the back seat, After that task was done, the older man sat in the drivers seat and the younger one was shot gunning.

Dean noticed immediately the strange look on Sam's face. "Sammy whats wro-" Then he noticed the bulge in his brother's pants that he was slowly palming.

"I wanted this De." Sam's voice was pleading "I've wanted this for a long time. But now…. Now I need it" his desperation was written clearly on his face. Dean had to make the most of this.

"Lemme tell you something Sammy." Dean got closer to his brother "That first cut you make is gonna feel so good. That deliciously metallic crimson liquid smeared all over her pale flesh," He unbuttoned Sam's pants and started to stroke his cock. "its all yours. Cut her jugular and she will bleed out, making a mess." Dean started pumping his brother's dick faster "but with the way her blood squirts" Sam's body started to tense as he got closer to finishing. Dean brushed his lips over Sam's ear, then whispered "You're gonna get her warm red liquid all over your body." Sam's hips buckled and he came hard, moaning Dean's name, all over the dash board.

"Damn it Dean….." Sam mumbled afterwards

"You better clean up the mess you made in my car." Dean started the Impala. "We better get going before Mom and Dad come back home and start flipping shit."

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