"All I Have To Do Is Dream"
Author: PsychoKittyUK
Category: Slash
Rating: M+
Content Warnings:
WINCEST.
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not mine nor is Supernatural.
I wish they were, cuz oh the fun i'd
have!
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Chapter 2 - "Wake up little Susie"
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'Wake up, little
Susie, wake up
Wake up, little
Susie, wake up
We've both been
sound asleep
Wake up, little
Susie, and weep
The movie's over,
it's four o'clock
And we're in trouble
deep
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little
Susie, well
Whatta they gonna
tell your mama
Whatta they gonna
tell your pa
Whatta they gonna
tell our friends
When they say
"ooh-la-la"
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little
Susie, well
I told your mama
that you'd be in by ten
Well, Susie baby,
looks like we goofed again
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little
Susie, we gotta go home
Wake up, little
Susie, wake up
Wake up, little
Susie, wake up
The movie wasn't so
hot
It didn't have much
of a plot
We fell asleep, our
goose is cooked
Our reputation is
shot
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little
Susie, well
Whatta they gonna
tell your mama
Whatta they gonna
tell your pa
Whatta they gonna
tell our friends
When they say
"ooh-la-la"
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie
Wake up little Susie'
Wake up little Susie
By The Everly
Brothers
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Dean had avoided Sam's question's all day, then he had sneaked out to a bar for the night.
There was no way in hell he could tell his brother about the dream. Not if he was tied up, tortured and licked from head to toe by his brother and...Ok stop that thought right there Dean! So not helping!
Drink beer, flirt with waitress, drink beer, get waitress' number, drink beer, try to score with waitress, drink beer, her eyes look just like Sam's, drink beer, she even looks like Sam.
Dean emptied his glass, left the correct amount of bills and hightailed it out of there, as fast as he could. Before the waitress saw him.
He couldn't even have a beer or five without his head filling with 'Sam', he was going crazy.
He staggered into the motel room and was relieved that Sam was fast asleep, no more interrogation from little brother tonight. He needed sleep, so he stripped and got under the covers, of his bed. He was gone just as soon as his head hit the pillow.
The brunette was stretched out naked before him, Dean licked his way from the tender neck, down to the perky nipples. He licked and bite them, making the body beneath him hiss and groan. The body arched as Dean's mouth traveled down to the abs, to the naval and lingered there. Dipping the tip of his tongue into the recess, swirling, twirling, then moving away, further south. Tongue roaming through the treasure trail, seeking it's prize finally at the end of it's journey.
The rock hard cock, throbbing and twitched in anticipation, as Dean's mouth brushed the flesh. Pink tongue lapping at the pearl of pre-cum that oozed out. Swiping the length, teasing and tasting the pulsing dick. The brunette making begging requests, wanting to be consumed by the hungry wanton mouth.
Dean grabbed his own aching cock, the he chuckled as he took the brunette's member in, sucking the tip, invading the slit. Sam bucked and yelled as he was taken to the edge, gripping the sheets as Dean sucked harder and harder. Sam came fast and hard, filling Dean's mouth with his cream. Screaming Dean's name.
Dean was coming, shouting Sam's name, over and over...
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"Dean? Dean wake up! DEAN!" Sam was shaking Dean awake. His brother's yelling of his name had Sam rushing to his side. "Come on Dean. Wake up!"
"Sam? Wha?"
"You ok?"
"I was till someone jerk of a brother woke me up!"
"You were shouting for me. You sounded like you were in pain. What happened Dean?"
"Nothing."
"Fuck nothing Dean. This is bullshit! This is the second time you've been screaming for me. I wanna know what's going on!"
"None of your business!"
"What?"
"You heard me. Now if you don't mind, I'm taking a shower. Unless of course you don't think I'm capable of doing that by myself." Dean entered the bathroom and slammed the door.
He collapsed to the floor, shaking with tears in his eyes. "Not again! I can't take anymore. Why is this happening to me? Why Sammy? What am I going to do?"
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TBC...