Love Really Does Conquer All

(Set sometime after "Jus in Bello")

Dean and Sam have just finished a hunt and are both covered in the monster's blood which is literally from head to toe.

"Why do I feel like I've just been dunked on a game show?" Dean asks in his usual tone as he and Sam both fumble into the motel room with extreme exhaustion.

Sam gives out a short laugh, "Well it's bound to get a lot messier since we don't know where the hell Bela is with the Colt."

Dean gives out a groan and tries to answer without getting mad, "Please do not mention that skinny bitch's name, Sammy. I should have killed her when I had the chance back in Queens."

Falling tiredly onto the bed Sam drops the weapons he's carrying and cups his face with his hands before dropping them by his side.

Dean smirks, I think I know what will cheer the both of us up and help us forget about that tramp, and disappears into the bathroom. Sam draws in the quietness for a few moments, contemplating about tonight's hunt, before his ears pick up the sound of running water. Oh what's Dean up to now? The smell of lavender bubble bath invades the room and Sam instantly knows what his big brother's up to.

"I love the idea De but I'm just too damn tired."

Dean appears from the bathroom, wearing just a towel and Sam can't help but stare at his hard abs and flexing muscles.

"Too tired to have a nice, relaxing bath with your big bro? I don't think so." Dean then strolls smoothly towards Sam before sitting down next to him. He leans forward, gently caressing Sam's wounded face, and kisses him softly on the lips. When they finish Dean smirks again, "What d'ya say, Sammy?"

It doesn't take Sam long to come up with the answer, "Alright De, you've convinced me but you're going to have to undress me first. Me being exhausted and all."

"Don't worry, I've got you covered little bro."

Helping him to his feet and into the bathroom, Dean begins to unbutton Sam's shirt, all the while looking at his beautiful hazel eyes.

"You know you have Dad's eyes…beautiful, strong and relaxing. It's almost hypnotizing."

"Well, that's not all I have." Sam whispers, his bulge pressing against Dean.

"You bad boy Sammy."

Whipping off his shirt, Dean crouches down and begins to unzip Sam's jeans as well as massage his muscular abs. Pulling them and his boxers down, he exposes the large member before standing back up. Grabbing each other by the back of the neck they kiss uncontrollably, tongues and all, before Dean gestures to the bubble bath he made. Sam understands, stepping into the bath and spreading himself out as Dean faces him and slowly slips out of his towel. Sam's erection shoots to overload as he glances at his big brother's muscular stature and throbbing cock.

"My god you're beautiful De."

"And don't I know it."

Dean climbs in and floats on top of Sam, his cock resting nicely on his groin. They embrace each other and kiss softly several times, taking it in turns to either lick or nibble each other's lips.

"Oh yeah, this is just what I wanted."

Dean kisses Sam's chin before answering back, "Of course, now if you'll excuse me I've got some business to attend to downstairs." He then takes a breath and disappears under the water, taking Sam's pulsating manhood right into his mouth.

"Oooh…De that feels so good." Sam grips the sides of the bath and gives off small gasps of air as Dean continues to work his cock.

If he keeps it up like this it'll be over before it's even started, Sam ponders as he pulls Dean from under the water. Water drips manically from Dean's hair, splashing Sam across the face as they lock lips again.

"Now it's my turn."

Switching places, Sam takes the plunge as Dean puts his hands on his head and licks his soft lips alongside Sam's rhythmic sucking.

"Oh, jee-sus! Don't stop, what every you do."

Sam tries not to gag as he attempts to deep throat, an action he hasn't tried before. Dean can't help but release orgasmic gasps as Sam continues to pleasure him in such a way. Sam surfaces after a few more sucks, wiping his wet curtains away from his face.

"I think it's time for the big finale." Dean replies in his manner with Sam more happy to oblige. Grabbing the sides of the bath, Sam lifts himself and slowly rests on Dean's cock, taking it into his tight ass inch by inch. As Sam begins to bounce in a recurring rhythm, Dean starts to caress Sam's wet abs in a similar rhythm.

"Huh, huh, huh! Oh god!"

"Sammy, huh, don't stop! This is fantastic!"

Meanwhile the water in the bath's swaying furiously as Dean continues to penetrate Sam with growing pleasure. Sam combs his wet curtains with his hands, clenching his perfect white teeth as they both near their climax.

"I'm about to -- ," Dean gasps, as Sam slips off and sits opposite before they both ejaculate onto each other. As they both sit there, panting and smiling at each other, Sam finally says something through his cute smile, "Thanks De for the therapy session, it really help me work off that exhaustion."

"Anything to help my Sammy recuperate after tonight's hunt."

Sam closes in on Dean and kisses him softly before climbing out.

"I'm about ready for bed. You coming?"

"Yeah…just give me a minute and then I'll be out."

"Alright, weirdo."

"Bitch."