It was a little known fact but it was true, Sam had always been top.

They didn't question it, orgasms were orgasms at the end anyway and their dicks could both agree.

Sam of course loved being top of that he was sure and well everyone knows Dean's a little hoe, so yeah the bottom position is where he belongs.

One day though, Sam wanted things to change.

Sam wanted the D himself.

As soon as Sam came out of the closet…he had been cleaning the insides again. "Control freak" whispered Dean as he did so in a loving tone, tears springing to his eyes.

"Dean, could you like stop your oh-so-manly crying for a minute and listen to me? I need to tell you thingies"

Dean went to salute and changes his voice to a formal one. "Yes, sir! Right away, sir! Do you need me to—"

His brother kept babbling on and on and Sam went to get the monkey toy that clapped from their dungeon, bringing it to Dean's face and

CLAP. CLAP. CLAP.

"What…where…Sammy?" Dean asked as disoriented as a llama on crack.

"You were being freaky again Dean, you're such a tight holed freak but I love you. And oh yeah, I want you to top"

Dean's eyes widened the size of a whale's testicles they almost fell off but Sam caught them just in time, shaking his head and sighing.

"B-but Sam…I can't be top! I'm horrible with guys! I…I can never find their G spot!" Dean sobbed as Sam stared deadly into his eyes.

"You didn't say that with the fish" Creepy Sammy whispered so quietly Dean almost didn't hear.

"The…the fish? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT" Dean yelled, grossly crying.

"Don't try to deny it, Dean! I saw you cheating on me with that dead fish! YOU HOE!" Sammy started crying in a manly way, unlike his brother's sissy fit.

Dean's face went red with anger and hurt, his tears soon turning into blood. 'Fucking Bloody Mary Curse' he thought before fainting.

'And in that moment I swear we were infinite' Sam thought with a super inspiring expression.

*Far, far away*

Dear friend:

My spider senses are tingling. I think someone just used my hipster phrase.

-Love, Charlie.