Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or the characters thereof.

Warning: Wincest! Unrelated but still is Sam and Dean. Sam/Dean. Some language, graphic imagery. Sexual Content. Dark content. Violent scenes are included here. Menage situations, fair warning here!

If you don't like Wincest, don't read! I get graphic with most of my Wincest and I don't want to offend you.

Plot: Sam is John's son with a big secret and an even more risqué love life. One his father would definitely not approve of. Can he keep it a secret from him for long or will John find out about it too soon? Dean is a Vampire and he and Sam are Master/Blood Slave…among other things. Surely John will understand once he finds out about him, right?

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Sam picked up the phone and smiled through the phone to the man at the other end.

"Yes, you can come in, he's gone." He said and hung up. He quickly undressed and lay on his back, legs spread in invitation, already hard at the thought of his visitor. The door opened with a quiet click and then he smiled up into green eyes. "I missed you, Master."

"My Sammy." His Master said and undressed, then crawled up to cover him, buckling his collar on him again then thrusting both fangs and his cock into his vampire Mate and lover, Blood Feed and Slave, too. His slave to the others' knowledge but they both knew that was a lie.

Dean may have turned Sam into his lover and Feed to gain information on the hunters but he'd done more than that. He'd made him his Mate and he knew the others might harm Sam if they knew that. Use him against him.

Not to mention the human's father, the Hunter. He'd kill him if he knew Sam was with someone this way, that he'd been turned like this, let alone that he was gay and his Vampire Mate. Dean had to shake his head in amazement at how similar human and vamp thinking was about this issue.

"Love you, love you!" Sam moaned as he was drank and fucked at the same time, Dean hitting something so deep inside him he had to scream in pleasure and moan. "Master! Dean! Please…." He begged.

"Not yet, Pet, no cumming yet…we have all night, and I have to talk to you." Dean said softly and came into him and then withdrew, leaving Sam feeling even more frustrated than he'd already felt having to stay away from his Master all these months, only seeing each other when Dad left him alone for the day or week. His Dad been staying gone more lately so they'd had more time together but then he'd left him with Bobby sometimes and even then he had to sneak to town to meet Dean for little meetings at the motel there, only for an hour or two, never longer. All had left him feeling lonely and frustrated. "When he passes, we'll be together, no sooner. I promised I would keep him safe, remember?"

"So he's being watched, protected?" Sam said, not wanting his Dad dead but hating having to be apart from his lover, and knowing if he ran off with him, he would only be leading his Dad to Dean so he could kill him for this. He loved Dean. He trusted and obeyed him implicitly, adored him as his loyal slave and lover, was his Blood Feed. And Dean felt the same about him so he followed Sam and waited for a chance to be with him again. It was hard on them both this way but it was the way it had to be for now.

"Yes, per our agreement." Dean said caressing his thigh as Sam lay still for his touch. "Tell me what's going on."

"They are coming to you, your Nest has been found again, Master. You must move or they will find you." Sam said sadly, not wanting anyone to die, especially Dean or his Dad. "They are two days away from you. You should go, Master…I wish you could stay longer…" Sam said and hung his head.

"I can pleasure us first. I have time, don't worry, Pet." Dean said then put him on all fours. "Remember the rules: no cumming yet."

"No, Master, no cumming." Sam said and lay his head down, his ass up for his Master's pleasure.

Dean lubed them up and fingered him open, he too had hoped for more time with the man but the news that they were close to his Nest called him to cut it short. "Mine…" He said possessively as he worked his cock into him now. "My love."

"My love." Sam echoed as he arched in pleasure and love at his Master and Mate's touch and thrusts, and all too soon his Master filled him with his cum again, then stroked him until he felt ready to explode from the pleasure of it all and only came when Dean said. "Cum, Pet, cum for me!" Then came again in him as Sam tightened on him and milked his cock one last time. Then sighed unhappily as his Master left the bed and began to dress. "Come back after you move again, okay?" He begged.

"Always, Sammy. I'm never far from you and would never leave you alone for long. Remember, even if you don't see me, I'm usually there." Dean said softly and kissed him goodbye. Regret in his eyes as well.

"The demon?" Sam said, always afraid he'd find Dean. He'd taken his Mom, burned her in his nursery, his Dad had said so. Then his big brother, murdered by wolves last year, and now the demon was trying to get him even harder now, for some reason. And if he found out about Dean, he might try to kill him, too, to get to Sam again! And being at Bobby's may be safer but it kept Dean away and Sam hated that so damn much.

The wolves had killed Adam by ripping him apart as he tried to keep them from Sam and his hazel eyes had stayed on Sam as he died and Sam ran as he was told to. His Dad had tried to stop them but failed, too. Now it was just them and Bobby…and, in secret, Dean.

And, even at sixteen, Sam knew that may not be enough.

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He sighed unhappily as he recalled how this all had begun.

A hunt. His Dad had been taken by a Nest, and Sam and Bobby had crept in to save him. Bobby had been captured and Sam had agreed to go with the Vamp Master in return for them being safe from all harm and turning. He'd went with him then.

That had been Dean, and Dean had fed him a few drops of blood, not enough to turn him but enough to make him dizzy and addicted. Then he'd fucked him and he'd become his Feed, then some time later, more sex and soon Dean let him go, kissing him tenderly.

Then explained what he was now. His Submissive, his Blood slave, his Pet essentially, his very human Pet. But also his Mate and lover. Dean was his Master. A few more drops of blood had cemented it and he'd closed his eyes as he swooned, the blood taking him over for a few minutes, but left him craving more of it, more of his Master's touch and voice. All called to him and demanded his obedience. And he gave himself over to it and obeyed it immediately. "I will serve you, Master." Sam had said and Dean had held him possessively. "But I have a request."

"Name it." Dean had said indulgently.

Sam had made his demands, or conditions of surrender, as he thought of them fondly. His surrender was inevitable, well under way actually, but he still had to try. He was Dean's, they both already knew that, this was just a formality.

"Yes, I'll do that." Dean had agreed to all he asked and then laid him down, undressing him again and himself then fucked him hard, leaving him spent and languid in the hay below them. Playfully picking some out of Sam's thick bangs, he kissed him softly. "For you, Sam, I'd do anything. They see you as my slave and feed, but you are more than that."

"What am I then?" Sam asked and Dean smiled.

"Mine." Dean said with a serious light in his eyes, a possessive tone in his voice. "My Mate. I'll make time for us, I promise. When he's not around. I'll follow you, I promise."

"I love you." Sam said and sighed as his lover left their bed of hay again, tossing him a cloth. Sam quickly wiped off and dressed while waiting to hear the response.

"I love you, too, Sammy. I'll keep you safe." Dean vowed then tugged him along, tying him to a pole and tearing his shirt down the back. "I'm sorry, baby, but he can't know we mated so I have to look like I tortured you, this will hurt but I don't have any choice here…I'm sorry."

"I understand. Hurt me so they don't know the truth." Sam said. "Do you mean you'll stay with me, you meant that, right?" He eyed him nervously as he secured the ropes better. It was better Dad thought he was tortured than fucked and claimed by the vampire Master, he'd kill him if Dad knew that. "I'm ready."

"I love you." Dean said sadly then picked up the whip with the metal on the ends, swearing to only do what he had to and no more. The whip tore at Sam's back several times, leaving welts and cutting the skin deep so it bled, and he screamed in agony but Dean still did enough to make it look convincing before stopping. Then moved to check on Sam before he fled with the Nest. "You okay? Don't hate me…?" He had to know.

"No, in pain though, don't hate you. Love you." Sam said and cried still, both from the pain and watching his lover leave him this way. "I'm going to miss you, Dean."

"I'm going to miss you, too." Dean told him and soon was gone, his vamps with him. John had come upon his son after and was furious but didn't see anything but Sam being hurt, nothing else. He and Bobby had taken him to Bobby's house for a couple weeks to heal but then had fled with Sam again, running toward the demon; Sam hiding in rooms again.

Dean finding him soon after and making love to him, crying over the scars now littering Sam's back, ones he never could lose now. "I'm so sorry." Dean told him as he stroked them.

"Don't be, I like them. They remind me of you and your love for me." Sam reassured him, and meant it. They were visible signs his Master loved him, that he'd only done it to protect their secret love and him. "Make love to me, okay? Let me feed and serve you, Master?" Sam had whispered.

And Dean had…until he sensed his Mate's father nearby, which was when he'd left and was gone again, leaving Sam feeling lonely and lost without him.

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(Several months later)

John approached the door and called Sam on the phone.

"Hello?" Sam said and John heard the shower in the background. Sam showered before bed, he must be going to bed early. John thought.

"It's me, let me in." John said and grinned.

"Password?" Sam said. They changed it daily and only they knew it.

"Excelsior." John said and heard the latch unlock, and Sam let him in, the towel covering his lower body.

"I did the research, Dad. It's over there and the sites are up for you to look through for yourself, I hacked into them easily but don't click out of them, I don't know if I could do it again that fast. I'm bushed, so I'm going to shower and sleep now. Unless we have to leave again?" Sam asked and John shook his head.

"Nah, we're safe for now, he's gone again. We'll go in the morning. Save me some hot water, son, I need it, too. That early bed thing sounds good." John said then smiled. "I brought supper. Your salad and chicken sandwich is in that bag."

"Good, I'm starving." Sam said and peeked inside, it smelled delicious.

"Happy Birthday, Sam. Happy seventeenth, Son." John said and held out a box. Sam opened the newspaper taped around it and opened it. It was a cross of silver on a long chain. A tiny vial slid into the upward bar of it, and he saw it was holy water. "It's blessed, too. Three priests, I had to be sure."

"Thanks, Dad." Sam said and sat it down. Hugging his father gratefully. "I love it, thank you."

"No problem, now go shower, I'm filthy here." John teased him and Sam went to shower then. "I got the Wendigo, it's gone."

"Good." Sam said then asked. "How'd the other hunt go?" He asked, having to be sure Dean was safe. But not to be too obvious about it. "You weren't hurt, were you?"

"No, they were gone, the place was empty. We just have just missed them." John said in annoyance. He couldn't catch this Nest to save his damn life, they kept getting away.

Sam knew Dean's Nest didn't feed from people, just animals. Him being turned had been an emergency thing to be sure they could stay ahead of the hunters, nothing more. They hadn't drank human blood for years, well, Dean drank Sam's but that was it. Mostly animal blood. But even then, Sam knew Dad wouldn't see it that way. A vamp was a vamp, despite what he drank. No vamp was a good vamp, Dad always said. Which was why he was after them, no humans had been killed, but he was tracking the animal mutations, and getting closer to finding and killing his Vampire Master every day.

"You'll get them." Sam said with faked confidence. Then went to finish washing his Master's fluids from his ass and groin, and cried, knowing there was no way this could end well.

Or it could if he could figure out a way for himself.

He'd find a way, he just hadn't found it yet.

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Next Chapter: Sam finds himself facing school and hoping the Demon doesn't find him. John goes missing and the demon is behind it.