Sam, Dean and Cass were sitting in a shabby old diner, just off the highway heading to Detroit. They had finished up their dinner (and Dean and Cass had finally stopped kissing and grossing Sam out) when a rather attractive young waitress walked up, picked up their plates and kindly asked 'Can I get you any desserts?. Sam went to say shake his head, when Dean interjected.
'He'll have the chocolate moose'
Dean and Cass froze. They forgot to lock the door and now here was Sam standing in the room, looking at Dean wrapped around Cass, both naked and sweating. Cass whispered 'Don't move, sometimes moose lose sight of something when it stops moving'
So Dean and Cass lay paralysed, Dean's dick quivering near Cass' ass, trying very hard not to move. They dared not breathe as Sam gaped at them, horrified.
Suddenly Sam started look around rapidly. He finally stopped and then slowly scratched his head.
'Where'd they go?'
Dean had finally fessed up and confessed he was bisexual. Sam was not too bothered by it. It was obvious to him anyway. But after Dean had seen Sam accepted him for who he was, Dean started acting.. differently.
Sam, Dean and Cass went on a hunting trip to a haunted house. They were searching through the house. 'Okay Dean and Cass, you take the upstairs bedroom. I'll take the living room and basement. I hear any screams, I'll come running' So, without further ado, Dean and Cass headed up to the bedroom and Sam went off into the living room.
About five minutes into the investigation, Sam heard Dean shouting. 'HELP, I- I'M STUCK!' Sam stopped, thought about it for a second, then scrunched up his face. 'Eeugh gross dean, couldn't you do it some other time.'
Sam continued to ignore Dean yelling 'I'M STUCK!' and Cass shouting loudly, when Dean let out a massive shout and Sam cringed at the thought. After the banging of walls and doors was finished, Dean came stomping down the stairs, Cass trailing behind.
'SAM WHY DIDNT YOU COME GET US!' Dean yelled.
'BECAUSE YOU GUYS WERE. YOU KNOW.' Sam couldn't finish his sentence, a bit humiliated too continued.
Dean paused, looked Sam up and down and then yelled.
'SAM. WE WERE STUCK IN THE CLOSET,'
'AGAIN.'