Dean's ego got a much needed stroking that night during his performance at Starlight. On stage he was a rock and roll star, a crooner and a sex symbol. Dean had been used and abused for years because of his tender age and pretty face but when Dean was performing he was in control and embraced the applause and adoration from the audience of strangers. It made the teen feel powerful and in control.

Dean felt maybe life wasn't so bad after all. The crooked and painful path Dean was forced upon through no fault of his own had grown easier to navigate with Sammy at his side. For once in his life Dean was feeling hopeful for the future.

…

Backstage Gabriel met Dean with an ear to ear grin, "What are you doing kid? Don't you hear them calling for an encore?" The bossy night club owner pushed the singer back toward the stage. Give 'em what they want Deano."

Dean gave the audience exactly what they wanted. A song that was slow and dreamy to calm down the ladies. He wondered how many erections had popped up under all those little round tables. Dean got a thrill just knowing the effect he had on the human libido. '

"I wonder how many so-called hetero guys I've turned on." Despite having a generally low opinion of himself Dean was quite aware of his good looks. Still the most handsome and rich guy in the joint could have asked Dean out and he would have turned him down. Except for Sam, he had no feelings sexual or otherwise for any other human before Sam Campbell rolled his way into Dean's heart.

By the end of his song the stage was littered with match books and napkins with hastily written names and numbers upon them. He was at the moment just a twinkle of an ever growing star.

…..

Sam parked his convertible in the Starlight back lot and waited for. When it was half past eleven Sam got sick of waiting and his curiosity was getting the best of him. He looked older because of his height but that didn't mean the seventeen year old wouldn't get carded.

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained."

He tried sneaking in the back way but was immediately stopped by a bouncer who looked strong enough to toss Sam out on his ass.

The fire plug of a man growled, "Where to you think you're going cupcake?"

Sam straightened to his full height and said with a straight face, "I'm an assistant to one of the singers."

Ned eyeballed the tall drink of water with the sweet face, "Oh yeah, what singer?"

"Dean Winchester." Sam started to sweat like a pig in July as the bouncer gave him the once over. Sam was still in his bowling shirt complete with nametag and his cologne was eau de onion rings. All in all there wasn't a single thing that made him look like someone in the biz. In fact Sam didn't even know what a singer would need an assistant for.

"So what's your name assistant?"

"Sam."

Wait here Sam, I'll check with Winchester. But if you're lying to me…"

"I'm not I swear!" Sam had such a sincere expression that Ned didn't think the kid was capable of fibbing.

"I'll be right back."

…..

Dean just about jumped out of his skin when Ned walked backstage and tapped him on the shoulder. It wasn't like the bouncer to leave his post. "What's up Ned?"

He gave Dean the once over taking in the much too pretty singer with a look of disdain, "Winchester, there is some tall kid out back that says he's your assistant, his name is Sam. Dollars for doughnuts he's not legal age to even be in here."

"Sammy's here!" Dean played it cool, "Sam is of age not that it's any of your beeswax Ned. Send him back."

"Ok Winchester but if Mr. White or Mr. Wing finds out I'm blaming you."

…..

Lucifer was in his private parlor having a friendly game of poker with some of his associates. He didn't really think of these men as friends but they were a safe group as all held their own dirty little secrets. If one fell the others would follow. The large double doors were propped open to the main room so Lucifer could still keep somewhat of an eye on things. Two body guards standing outside the doors kept the public at bay.

When Dean passed by the double doors with Sam Campbell following behind him like a giant puppy Lucifer was furious. He didn't show it on his face of course, the man had perfected hiding his emotions from others. It took every last bit of will not to charge over and punch Sam right in the kisser.

The man knew there was no way to compete with Sam's youth, size and good looks. It rankled Lucifer to find that money couldn't buy everything he wanted.

Lucifer stood abruptly and tossed his cards on the table, "Excuse me gentlemen but I have something to attend to, please play on without me."

….

Sam looked around at the other diners dressed in their finery then tugged at the front of his sweaty bowling shirt with a frown on his face, "I look pretty bad Dean. Everyone one here looks so nice and smells good too. I stink like fryer grease."

Dean thought the exact opposite; he leaned toward the center of the table and spoke low, "You are the best looking guy here hands down. I'd take you over any of these swells and besides, I love the smell of fryer grease. Maybe you should start dabbing it behind your ears."

Sam burst out laughing, drawing attention from the surrounding diners. Dean shushed his boyfriend as he held back his own laughter.

The server brought over their meals placing the plates of rib eye and baked potatoes in front of them. She set both butter and sour cream on the table then refilled their apple juice in wine glasses.

Suzette smiled broadly at Sam, "Dean, where have you been hiding your handsome friend?" She ran a nail over the teen's bulging bicep, "Mmm, so tall, is everything else in proportion?"

"Yeah everything is in proportion you slut." That was what Dean wanted to say, instead he said, "Sorry Suzy, Sam is already taken by a cute little redheaded gal." Dean knew she hated being called Suzy.

Suzette pouted, "Oh darn it, all the cute ones are taken." She turned her attention to Dean, "What about you cowboy? Have any plans after dinner?"

Dean took her hand and looked up at the young woman with big, soulful green eyes, "Yeah, I'm meeting my girlfriend. Sorry. You're so pretty I bet there are at least dozen guys in the joint wishing you'd flirt with them."

She tugged her hand away, "Well forget you both then. I've got other tables." She flicked her hair back and with chin up, Suzette left the two best looking guys in the place to look for easier game.

Dean couldn't help but tease his real date, "Deer in the headlights…oh man Sammy you are too much!"

Sam focused his attention on the delicious looking food in front of him, "its not funny jerk. I don't know what to say when stuff like that happens."

"That's what yah got me for."

The teen cut off a piece of expensive steak and held it up, "Dean you can't afford this."

The singer with the huge appetite was already partway through his meal, "Damn, this is some good meat and the steak ain't so bad either." He gave Sam a wink, "No worries, I get a freebie meal on the weekend. The kitchen is open until midnight on Fridays and Saturdays. We just squeaked in there, enjoy it babe."

…..

Gabriel punched his partner in the shoulder none too lightly, " Luci, you were doing so well and now I find you staring at Dean and his pretty friend."

Lucifer snapped out of his dark thoughts of Sam Campbell, "What? I was just standing here observing the dining room, making sure everything is going smoothly."

A sucker appeared from seemingly thin air; Gabriel opened the cherry treat and popped it in his mouth. "Come on, tell the truth and shame the Devil."

The blonde lost his composure, Gabriel had that effect on him. "I hate it when you say that. Just leave me the fuck alone Gabe." Lucifer pushed past the smirking little man and grabbed an attractive bus boy on his way back to the office. One he could bend over his desk and pretend the kid was Dean.

…

Sam splashed his hands around the water as Dean swam beneath grabbing at his bare legs and occasionally his crotch, "Where are you Dean…come on I'm gonna get you!" Sam was suddenly pulled down just as Dean popped up.

Bathed in summer moonlight and jewel-like water drops beaded over his smooth skin like delicate decoration, Dean reminded Sam of a demigod from one of Bobby's mythology books too much of an unearthly beauty to be completely human.

"You are beyond special Dean, inside and out."

Choked up, Dean only managed, "As long as you think so Sammy."

The unspoken passed between them. This was the night Dean would take everything Sam had offered. Both were ready to venture further into uncharted waters cementing their bond forever.

….

Sam stared up at the starry sky while he slowly stroking his dick. The beach setting seemed the perfect spot to lose his virginity to Dean. This place had been the scene of their budding romance just a few short months ago.

"This is it…I won't be a virgin anymore. I'll tell Dean how I feel, that I love him…oh god, how I love him." Just the thought of loving Dean with a heart full to bursting sent Sam into joyful orgasmic spasms as he called out Dean's name.

…..

Dean had gone to the car to retrieve a tube of salve from his coat pocket. On the way back he became so nervous and excited just thinking about being balls deep in Sam tight, pink ass that he tripped over his own two feet landing on his hands and knees just a few yards from his target.

There was Sam twisting like a fish on a hook, moaning, pumping his hips and calling Dean's name. Dean approached on hands and knees, swollen dick dripping along the sand as his went. "You are gonna get it tonight big boy."

…

Lazy clouds drifting across the moon sent the lovers into alternating darkness and light. Dean took his time covering Sam with kisses while lightly petting his boyfriend's virgin hole.

Sam sighed as two slick fingers breeched the muscle working slowly inside his body. With so many sensations happening all at one time, lips and teeth, tongue and fingers, Dean's deep voice whispering gentle words of praise and adoration in his ear, Sam was a trembling mess.

Dean pulled out his fingers then worked his knees between his beauty's thighs. Sam let them fall open giving access to anything he desired.

Sam let out a wanton moan and begged, "Please Dean I need you so bad."

Dean didn't hesitate; lining his cock up with Sam's twitching hole, he pushed until the large head popped inside. The loud gasp Sam made spurred Dean on to slowly work his length inside the snug sheath until he had no more to give.

Their eyes locked, Sam's filled with tears and Dean's with determination. An almost unperceivable rocking motion began. Dean kept his gaze on the now former virgin looking for signs of distress above and beyond the burn and stretch of a first time fuck. For such a big boy the mewling sounds Sam made were a sensual surprise.

The rocking turned to long, hard strokes, Dean's balls clapped against the teen's hard ass drowning out the sound of crashing waves. It was their little world and nothing else mattered.

Dean wished he could have lasted much longer but between Sam meeting him thrust for thrust and the downright filthy sounds the leggy teen was making combined with slick, tight heat was too much for him. Dean dropped the leg over his shoulder and hugged his arms around Sam.

"I'm ready Sammy…come with me babe…please," Dean let out a strangled sounding, "I love you!"

Sam pinned him, long legs wrapping around Dean's torso as he bore down on the long cock deep inside him as the head caught over and over something mysterious, causing him to come completely undone.

"Dean…oh god, s-so good…love you so much," a shudder traveled through Sam one last time before his body went limp in his lover's arms.

…..

Dean's eyes fluttered open to find himself on the beach, wrapped up in an old blanket with Sam's long arms and legs circling his body. The sun was just rising, if he hadn't been afraid of them getting caught Dean would have taken the time to enjoy this moment.

Sam felt his boyfriend's movements; he woke to find Dean staring at him with a smile on his face.

"Mornin' Sammy, how do you feel?"

Sam answered softly, "Sore, happy, in love." He traced a finger along Dean's strong jaw, "Did you mean it?"

"What?"

"That you love me."

"Yeah, I love you." Dean sat up, resting his arms on his knees, "I've wanted to say that for awhile but I had to be sure."

"Sure of what, that you loved me?"

"No, I had to be sure that you would love me back."

Before Dean knew it Sam had him flat on his back again, peppering his face with wet kisses before reaching Dean's plush lips. They rolled around playfully fighting for dominance. Their early start back was waylaid by a sloppy sucking and very gentle fucking.

The young lovers forged an unbreakable bond that night on the beach. Sam went through a rite of passage. Sam knew exactly who he was now, a man who loved men or more to the point one in particular, Dean Winchester.

…..

Bobby couldn't believe the change in Dean. He knew the kid used humor and booze to mask a deep pain. Bobby didn't know what had happened but he was glad to finally meet the real Dean Winchester. Relaxed and optimistic, Dean greeted each morning with a newfound happiness.

While Sam and Dean had been very close before, the pair now seemed attached at the hip. It was all the boys could do to peel themselves away from the other. They took turns driving each other to work and when not helping Bobby or sharing a family meal with him, the pair would take off for hours at a time coming back with ear to ear grins.

Bobby didn't question their mutual happiness. Sometimes it was best to just let the unknown stay a mystery.

….

Once his contract was up Dean left Starlight. Lucifer hadn't bothered him the last few weeks Dean worked but the man always seem to be staring at him. Dean had spent two years locked up in an asylum, he knew what real danger looked like and Lucifer was as dangerous as they come. The man seemed to be biding his time like a still snake waiting for just the right time to strike.

…..

Dean showed up at Gabriel's office that night to collect his final pay. The owner handed Dean an envelope stuffed with cash. The singer opened the flap and was astonished to find the amount inside.

Gabe got a real kick over the singer's facial expression, "Close your mouth Dean, you might catch a fly."

The nineteen year old hadn't held that amount of money before. His hands trembling, Dean looked into the twinkling eyes of Gabriel and knew this was no joke, "This is five hundred dollars! Are you sure?"

"I call it hazard pay for what Lucifer did to you. Don't worry, I took it out of his cut of the profits. Its time Luci gets hurt where it counts, the wallet."

Gabe looked around his office, "Now if I could figure out how to get his name off this place I'd be in Heaven. I have half a mind to let him buy me out; maybe I'll head out to California and open my own joint sans partner. If I ever do I'm taking you with me Dean. You are too talented to hide your light under a bushel."

"Thanks Mr. Wing."

"Gabe."

"Thanks Gabe, maybe someday we'll all get what we want."

Gabriel clapped Dean on the back, "How about you tuck that money in your pocket and I'll treat you to one last freebie in dining room. Order whatever you want."

Dean felt is belly rumble, "I thought you'd never ask. Are you joining me?"

Gabriel was always up for grub although no one could figure out where the little guy put it all. "Of course, I think I'll have the lobster."

…

Sam promised Ellen he'd stay late and close up the register for her. It was better a male stay after closing than one of the girls. He was happy to help. Sam rolled on inside after delivering a to-go order just as Charlie shooed out the last customer inside and locked the door.

The redhead was flying high as a cloud since befriending Meg Masters. Charlie grabbed her purse then stood on tiptoe to give Sam a kiss on the cheek, "Thanks for closing."

He gave Charlie's ponytail a playful tug, "No problem. I'm picking up Dean at Starlight but that's not for another hour. I have time to kill."

"I thought he was done with that place?"

"He is, Dean went to get his final paycheck and say goodbye to Mr. Wing and a few people he knows there." Sam rolled his eyes, an amused look on his face, "Oh, and he wanted one more free meal. I imagine Dean ordered everything on the menu."

Charlie nudged her buddy with her elbow, "So how is lover boy?"

Sam hadn't revealed a single thing about his love life with Dean but somehow Charlie just knew. When she teased him Sam only smiled with no confirmation or denial.

Thoughts of the blowjob Dean gave him late last night made Sam blush all over, "Don't think about sex, don't think about sex, don't…"

"Hey, Earth to Sam."

"Dean is just fine thank you."

Charlie swatted him on the ass, "Someday you'll fess up." The redhead bounced out the back door leaving Sam to close on his own.

…

After a meal of steak and lobster with chocolate lava cake for dessert, Dean was completely stuffed to the gills.

There was nothing else for him to do but wait on one of the benches out back for Sam to pick him up.

Dean felt relieved to be done with Starlight. There would be other places to sing and play his guitar. For now he was satisfied with an audience of one, his Sammy. He was crazy in love and that was the best feeling in the world. Dean knew things could happen; life could throw a curve ball at any minute but that didn't stop him from dreaming of their future together.

A familiar voice came from the darkness, "Penny for your thoughts pretty boy." Lucifer stepped out from the shadows; he staggered a bit before plopping down next to Dean. He slurred, "Waiting for Samantha to pick you up?"

Dean growled, "None of your business."

Lucifer started giggling then let out a snort, "You'll be waiting a long time."

…..

Sam walked across the joined back lot of the Cherry Pop and Lucky Strike to his car. It was dark and the place was dead save for an old car parked several spaces away. The only thing on Sam's mind was getting to Dean as quick as he could.

The sound of heavy footsteps on gravel came from behind him, Sam turned to find a man standing in the dark just a few yards away. While fumbling for his keys in his pocket Sam took the last two strides to his car door.

Alastair dragged the baseball bat through the gravel as he slowly approached, "Where do you think you're going Sammy boy. I haven't gotten to play with you yet."

TBC