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Winchesters in Hell
Chapter 10
Brotherly Love
From Chapter 9
Dean responded by pushing his way on to Sam's thigh. Sam's long legs had always been a special turn on for Dean. "Shit, we got to get out of here quick. Let me get dressed and we'll take off."
"Take off where, Dean?" Sam smiled.
"What do you think?" Dean smiled back. "There's a motel not so far away. It'll be just like old times."
Sam laughed out loud. "Yeah, just like old times except now we're hiding from Lisa instead of Dad. Hurry up, get dressed. I've got things to do and places to be."
Dean snapped a towel against Sam's leg. "The only thing you've got to do right now is me. Shut up.
Chapter 10
The Winchester brothers clattered down Lisa's stairs. She was waiting at the bottom with her hands resting on Ben's shoulders.
"Dean, could we talk for a minute, alone?" she asked, eyeing Sam.
"Sure, Lise," Dean replied. "Hey Sam. Take the keys and pull the Impala out of the garage, would you?" Dean dropped the keys into Sam's hand and followed Lisa out to the kitchen. He leaned against the stove and folded his arms. "What's up, Lisa?"
"You know what's up, Dean. Don't play with me. I know you're leaving."
"Ah, Lisa," Dean started but was interrupted by Ben. "Where are you going Dean?" the boy cried out.
"Go to your room, Ben" both Lisa and Dean ordered with one voice. Ben slapped the door frame and stomped away.
"I've been waiting for this shoe to drop ever since you showed up at my door, Dean." The woman said, her dark eyes shining with a film of tears.
"Come on, Lisa. I did everything you asked. It hasn't been that bad, has it?" Dean pleaded.
"No Dean, I know you tried but I could tell what was going on. You were going through the motions but you were dead inside. All you were doing here was living from day to day. I don't hold it against you but we both know you're not a construction worker." Lisa paused.
"What am I then, Lisa? What do you need me to be?"
"No more games Dean." She replied. "You're a Hunter. You've always been a Hunter. Now that Sam's back, things are different. I could ask you to stay. Ben could ask you to stay and you would. I know you would but your heart would always be somewhere else. Somewhere out there with Sam. I need you to go, Dean."
Dean stepped toward her. "Look, Lisa, I'll stay. I'll tell Sam to go."
"I believe that would finally kill you, Dean. I know you're lying. You could no more give up Sam than you could give up breathing." Lisa replied, folding her own arms and staring him down.
"Dean, if there's a rule that says you have to pick me or your brother, let's break it. You go with Sam and we'll be here. You can come when you can but promise me, you'll come in one piece."
"Do you think we can pull something like that off?" Dean sounded hopeful.
Lisa pulled herself into his arms and kissed him. "I know you can, Dean. Now go." She smiled up at him and pushed him away.
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Sam waited outside, leaning up against the Impala and listening to Lucifer and Santanael discuss the upcoming festivities. Sam had absolutely no intention of telling Dean about the invisible voyeurs.
Lucifer was amused. "Even I never considered screwing my brother and Michael was definitely beautiful. When he wasn't angry he could be very attractive. I guess I missed my chance but it just never crossed my mind. I don't suppose the two of you would let me take a trip into the cage for the purpose of putting him on his back? He deserves it, the arrogant prick."
Now it was Santanael who was amused. "Take it up with Sam, Lucifer. You remember that Michael is currently riding another Winchester brother, right? How do you feel about screwing the youngest of John Winchester's sons? I don't object but then Sam is the expert on screwing a brother. Why don't we just watch these two in action? You might learn something."
Dean came out the front door and headed for Sam, smiling. When he got close enough Sam tossed him the keys and they got into the Impala. Den backed down the driveway, leaving Lisa's house, Lisa, and Ben, all behind. As far as Dean knew it was just him and Sam again and it was like coming home.
Dean loaded Wayward Sons into the tape player. Sam considered the music very appropriate. He snickered to himself. It was either Wayward Sons or the Hallelujah Chorus but he thought he'd keep the Chorus in reserve to accompany his orgasm.
Dean's motel of choice was a touch classier than the ones the brothers had called home during their hunting career. The Bluebird catered to the surrounding middle class neighborhood. People parked visiting relatives and inconvenient guests home from college with their sons inside the walls of the Bluebird.
The place was clean and careful. There were rent by the hour rooms for those same young men home from college to use for parties but they were on the back side of the building and carefully shielded from the "family" rooms. The place held on to a faint air of respectability like Aunt Ellen clutching her pearls.
Dean ducked into the hotel office in his construction worker clothes, leaving his flannel wearing, long legged brother in the car. The desk clerk tried to get a peek at Dean's passenger just to make sure which room to give them but Dean settled the question quickly enough.
"We want a room in the back out of sight of the road. We're also planning on making some noise so put us in a corner as far from anyone else as you can." Dean handed over a credit card.
The clerk was craning his neck hoping to catch a glimpse of something special. Sam saw the gawker. He got out of the car and stretched to give the guy a good show. He leaned on the roof of the car and shook his head, flinging his hair out of his eyes. Sam's hidden audience was having a real good time.
Lucifer snorted. "He could hang a sign around his neck with "prostitute" in big red letters."
"That's more your style, Luci," Santanael returned fire. "Sam is our sweet, loving human with a conscience, you creep."
"Watch the language there, boy. I'm either your mother or your father so you're insulting your own blood line."
"Shut up, both of you," Sam's voice echoed inside his own skull. "Keep up the remarks and there won't be a show for the two of you to watch."
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Dean swiped the key card and the door clicked open. He could feel Sam right behind him, heat radiating on the back of his neck from Sam's closeness.
Barely inside the room Sam took control and pushed his big brother up against the door, closing the world outside. The brothers clung to each other exchanging harsh and hurried kisses. They wasted no time groping for the light switch. Neither man wanted to let go of the other.
Dan ripped at Sam's shirt while Sam was pulling at Dean's pants. It was the work of just a few minutes and the two half naked men crashed onto the nearest bed.
Sam landed on top and licked his way up Dean's neck to the shell of his brother's ear. "I have missed you so much, Dean," he breathed.
Dean had managed to get rid of Sam's shirt completely and had his hands wrapped over Sam's shoulders. He also wrapped his legs around the larger man's hips, holding on to Sam's body like an octopus.
Sam laughed and pulled his head up. "If you let go I promise I won't go anywhere. It's just that I can't get my pants off like this. I can't get yours off either. Let go for a minute."
They broke out of the clench. Dean slid off the side of the queen size bed and stood up, ripping his clothes off and tossing them away. Sam knelt on the bed and watched approvingly, working his own belt off and sliding his pants down.
Dean, completely naked, stood indecisively and then asked, "Sam, do you want to top for a change?"
Sam didn't say a word, just reached for his brother and pulled Dean on the bed. "Lie down and spread 'em, Dean. I've been dreaming of this for a while."
"I've been living on memories myself." Dean laughed and lay down, exposed. He grasp at Sam's biceps as Sam begin to taste every inch of flesh he could reach, starting below his brother's ear and moving down. Dean arched his head back, offering his throat to Sam's mouth.
"Well, I'm surprised," Lucifer mumbled to Santanael. "Sam's brother is a pretty nice looking piece of ass. He does remind me a lot of Michael. I can see how he would make a good vessel."
"As the brothers understand it," Santanael muttered back, "they were bred to be the perfect vessels. Their flesh is glorious but the gift of Free Will thwarted the Angels' desires. The flesh is coveted by Heaven but the Winchester's souls are their own and stronger than any of the Angelic schemers ever expected. In particular Zachariah, Uriel and Raphael were defeated completely by these two."
"That explains a lot." Lucifer complained. "I never expected to lose control of the vessel to the human."
Sam growled. "The two of you shut the hell up. I'm busy here."
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Sam traced the hills and valleys of Dean's muscles, moving from the blonde's collar bone down. He pinched a dusky nipple and got a lovely moan for the effort. Sucking the other nipple into his mouth he was rewarded by Dean's legs wrapped around his thighs and a rhythmic slip and slide of their dicks together, lubricated by pre-cum.
"Dean, where's the lube?" Sam mouthed into the flesh of his brother's belly.
Dean waved a hand. "Find my pants, damn it. Hurry up."
Sam popped his head up and glanced around the room. Dean's jeans were hanging off the side of the desk chair. Sam rolled off and extended a long arm.
A moment later Dean felt a wonderfully slick and damp touch at his entrance. He spread his legs further and Sam pushed a long finger into his body. Holding around Dean's waist with the other arm Sam sucked his brother's dick into his mouth and teased the leaking slit with a very agile tongue.
Dean gasped and locked his hands on Sam's shoulders. Sucked in front and penetrated behind the man almost lost complete control. Sam was enjoying reducing his brother to a bundle of sensation. He pushed another finger in and started opening his brother up.
"Raise your legs up higher, Dean." Sam breathed. "I'm coming in, brother"
Dean wrapped is legs around Sam's waist and wrapped his arms around Sam's neck. Completely dominated by the bigger brother Dean gave over any doubts or fears and allowed himself to be taken completely.
The brothers slammed into each other, climbing higher and higher. They broke together and the climax was like an explosion inside Sam's head. Santanael and Lucifer both got vicarious thrills as fireworks burst behind Sam Winchesters eyes.