(Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural and its characters but I do own Dante Finch, so hands off ladies, lol. I do like to borrow the boys sometimes, they got style, flare, and oh, yeah, are drop-dead sexy.)

Plot: Christmas time is here and they're throwing a party, and everyone is invited.

Merry Christmas, my faithful readers!

Warnings: Graphic sexual Wincest, explicit language, and schmoop !

Read on if you like this type of thing.

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Dante was in the tub when Dean burst in. "She's here! Bobby and them, too." Dante held out a hand for the towel and Dean went to wait outside. Dante came out tousling his hair with it, naked but Dean paid no attention, he was watching the monitors. Dante came up behind him and wrapped the towel around his waist again. He patted Dean's shoulder since he knew why his cousin was so preoccupied.

"He'll be here. He said he would be." 'He' was John, their 'Angel' father. Both boys had quickly got attached to the man and were anxiously awaiting his arrival. Dean's arm was still in a sling but he got the cast off in two days. Sam had a nice slash scar on his arm from it as well. A rugaroo had gotten frisky and they had barely got there in time to keep him from eating his mate. Sadly, watching your spouse turn into a monster and get turned in a pyre of fire hadn't endeared them to the missus. She still blamed it on a faulty wire that arced and burned him up. She never mentioned their presence but she hadn't looked or spoken to them since they had done it either.

They didn't blame her really. Yet they still said they were sorry and left her their numbers, if she needed them. She kept it but still did not say a word, just headed into the house crying. Losing him had hurt her, they could relate.

Now they were in the middle of Dante's loft, decorated to hilt with garland, lights, mistletoe, and other stuff. A large tree took up the living room area with tons of presents threatening to take over the lower five branches of the tree itself. To say they had gotten a little overzealous with the gift shopping would be an understatement really.

Their Dad was picking up Adam on the way so they were waiting for them to get here. Magda was down in the bar, with the others now apparently and the boys insisted on watching for their father up here. Soon enough they smiled widely and ran downstairs, Dante saw John and Adam at the front door and grinned. He ran down to meet them, too.

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The boys yanked the door open and immediately pulled the two men into the room. Then hugged them so tight they cut off their breath.

"Missed you, too, Boys." John chuckled as Adam finally got his breathe back and smiled at Sam.

"Thought maybe…that you…" Dean began and sighed sadly, "Sorry."

"You thought I wouldn't show up, like I used to not show up when…" John said sad now, too. This 'John' had been the same as he had been, constantly letting his sons down, not showing up for holidays or important things, never around for Christmas and stuff. Dean had been 'Dad' when John hadn't been, he was deeply ashamed of this. "It's okay, I'm sorry, too. I promise not to be like that, honest. I love you, boys."

"Love you, too. We know you're not really him but in a way, yeah, you are. We want you to be our Dad. We'll try to be more trusting, it's just not that easy to let shit go. It's not a trait we Winchesters have had an abundance of…ever." Dean said and then they smiled, "So glad you came, both of you!"

"So, Adam, what do you think of 'Angel' Dad?" Sam asked and Adam shrugged.

"A lot like the one I grew up with." He looked at them and sighed, "I never knew the side of him you did. He was always reliable with me." Both boys looked a little jealous now but let it go. It wasn't Adam's fault that he got the new and improved Dad 2.0 and they got the crappy version. John saw the problem there and looked at them guiltily but they waved it off with a discreet finger wave, so Adam wouldn't see it. They didn't want to upset their brother and were trying to let it go, so he let them do it.

He swore to do better this time. No more crappy versions, new and improved Dad 2.0 all around for all now. He would fix this issue, he'd be the father they deserved!

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They gave presents and had eggnog. They definitely avoided Dean's bowl that he had made since Dean's eggnog tended more toward nog than eggnog. He used maybe two eggs and a bottle of alcohol so yeah, more nog than egg! They laughed and talked, then they saw John and Adam off, and hugged them again.

"We're going to miss you, Dad." Both boys said and they hugged him. "We love you. Come back soon, when you can, please?" They knew he couldn't stay but it didn't stop them from wishing he could.

"Real soon, promise." John said and they vanished on the spot. Leaving the others to miss him already.

"Good guy." Bobby said smiling, "He became a good guy after all. He'll be back."

"He love you, boys. You,too, girl. He know he can't stay, doesn't belong here. He can only stay a little and not affect the timeline. Him want to stay more, though." Missouri felt this and sighed. It hurt the man to leave them but made him so happy to see them again when he got there. She did not envy him this line he walked, it was a painfully tight line to walk but if anyone could, that angel could. Besides she had missed him, too. She looked forward to seeing him and that boy again. He was a Winchester alright, even if he reminded the boys of what they had never had with their real Dad. John had been so unfair to them, gone all the time, letting them down so much but, with Adam, he's always been there and kept every promise.

They loved their brother but deep down they envied him that. They always would. Hopefully this Angel John could fix that so it would go away.

The party soon broke up and they went to their respective homes, after saying goodbye to the others. Tomorrow they would do the presents, Christmas at Dante's loft sounded fun, Magda and the others were staying with him for the night. The only ones not able to be there was John and Adam, they had other plans, or rather John had to go and Adam was going to his girlfriend's parents for the day.

"Still hurts those boys, their Dad did a number on them." Bobby says taking the offered drink from Dante, "Tried to make it better but never managed most of it. John hit them hard and dug it in deep." He smiled though, "This 'Angel' John is good for them though. He can help them get past that other crap." He looked down then at Dante.

"They still love you more, Bobby, you know that." Dante said, pouring himself another shot and Bobby, the capping off the bottle for the night. "Thanks for coming, I appreciate it. We all do."

"Thanks letting us stay with you." Bobby had the couch and the women had the bedroom. "I think that we need to discuss the Claire situation."

"Oh, yeah, her powers. I've been working with them for her but we have hit a wall on the space issue." He looked nervous now, "There's just not enough room to fully train her here." Dante was doing his best but they needed more room for it.

"Maybe she could come work with me in the yard, I could train her like I did you. It shouldn't take too long, you did most of it already, she just needs someplace to practice in now." Bobby said and Dante sucked a lip, thinking. He was going to miss her, Bobby knew that. Maybe he could come with, the boys could handle the bar for a while and Dante could visit often so it wouldn't be like he couldn't check in on them like most owners did with their businesses. "You could come with, help me train her. The boys could run the bar while you were gone. I know you've been teaching them how to, so don't say you haven't."

It was true. Dean usually ran the bar for him while they both did the paperwork stuff. Sam also ran the apartment building next door, too. He was the super. It was funny how often sinks broke in single attractive female's apartments when you're super looked like a damn Greek god in the flesh. He could get laid so damn much if he hadn't been so gay and into Dean. He told Bobby this now and they both laughed.

"I swear they break things on purpose just to get him into their apartments!" Dante laughed and cried from it. "I never had that many maintenance issues when I did it. Maybe I should be jealous?" He teased then laughed again.

"Nah, those boys could have had their share, hell, more than their share of women if they wouldn't have been so into each other honestly. Dean had his share before he found out how he felt about Sam but, well, Sam's always been hard to figure. There was Jess but I can't recall him with any girl or guy before or after her. Seems like it's always been him and Dean to me." Bobby had noticed this over the years while thinking Sam must have been lonely before Dean realized his feelings for him. Poor Sam, it couldn't have been easy loving your brother that way and having a homophobic father like John carving his cruel prejudices into you every day of your young life, especially knowing those were just the feeling you really were already having and he would hate you for them. Dean either, truth be told. That boy had loved his brother since they hit the teen years, maybe before. It was their upbringing that had masked them for years.

John had a long road ahead of him to fix all that his old self had broken in those boys, a really long road. Bobby didn't envy him this one at all. Except their love for each other, that didn't need fixed, since it had never been broken. It was the only thing John hadn't managed to break in them. But this 'John' loved those boys and if anyone could do it, he could.

"Sure, I suppose I could come. For how long?" Dante asked and Bobby shrugged.

"Two weeks to a month. Depends how advanced her abilities are, maybe less." Bobby said and Dante nodded. It was a good idea, they could use him in the training schedule, maybe speed it up with his hand in the mix.

"That's not too bad. I could do that." Dante nodded and yawned. "Gotta hit the sack, Bobby, see you in the morning." He headed to his room and stripped once inside, laying down under the sheets.

"Night, Dante." Bobby said as he lay down on the fold out bed and covered up, sighing.

The house was quiet after that and they all slept, at least, in Dante's loft.

In the boys's loft, things were most definitely not of the quiet variety, thank goodness for sound proofing, eh?

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"Now, Sammy, I still haven't opened my present." Dean teased and played with the ribbon and bow Sam had put over his ass, with the bow on top of course.

"Then I must not be a very tempting present then." Sam teased back, hand stroking Dean hard, lips sucking him softly. "Not all prepped and ready for your big dick at all. Nope." Sam had spent the last five minutes fingering his ass open for the man while he showered, so yeah, he was lying and Dean knew it.

"I'd never say that, baby. You're always tempting to me." Dean said, going to his ass now and pushing fingers in, smiling at the eager moans Sam gave. "Knew you lied." He grinned and had to smack that ass, at least once.

"Again, baby, do that again!" Sam begged, that had felt good. Dean obliged and smacked his ass a few more times now, then thrust in, hard! Sam's switches all flipped at the same time and he moaned loudly now. "Take me hard, Dean! Please!"

Dean smiled and kept it slow but did get faster, teasing Sam, not giving him what he wanted, making him beg for it. He liked it when his lover begged, he was so sexy this way. "Please, baby, please, harder, need to feel you…deeper…take me!"

Dean got a little faster but knew it wasn't what his lover wanted, not nearly enough. "Touch yourself, lover, lay on your back. I want to watch." Dean helped Sam move to his back, thrusting in again. Going fast like before but not like Sam was wanting, not yet. "Stroke yourself, Sammy, wanna watch."

Sam moaned and did as asked stroking himself fast now. "Slow down, Sam, I can't suck when you do it that fast." Dean objected and Sam smiled, slowing down and Dean lowered his mouth to him while fucking into him now. Soon Sam was losing control, barely hanging on. Dean wan't much better off. He stopped sucking him and took Sam like he knew he wanted to be taken. Hard and fast, pounding deeper and deeper.

"Yes! Fuck! Yes, baby, like that. Take me! So close…cumming…baby…Dean…cumming!" Sam cried and and writhed, looking like a porn star and sounding like one now, the way they liked him to. Dean couldn't fight those sounds and the tightening around him now. He came screaming almost, Sam's name on his lips. Sam followed suit and came shouting Dean's name, too.

When Sam could speak, he moaned out smiling, "You're such a tease, Dean. You made me wait for that one, so mean!"

"Aw, Sammy. You know you liked it." Dean purred, pulling Sam's hand to his groin, "My turn. It's your turn to open that gift, baby." Sam grinned and wrapped long fingers around him now, stroking slowly. Dean got hard immediately from the touch of those fingers. "Sammy!" He moaned softly, "Please!"

"What do you want, baby?" Sam purred by his ear, nipping and kissing along that expanse of neck and then back to the ear.

"Need you. Fuck Sammy, want you! The way I took you, please?" Dean begged and Sam chuckled.

"On your knees, grab the headboard, baby. Pooch that ass out, such a sexy ass, baby." Sam instructed and Dean obeyed. "Prep yourself, I want to watch." He handed Dean the lube and he watched as Dean worked fingers into himself, scissoring himself, and hitting his spot, arching sexily and fucking back into them now. Sam got harder just watching him.

So he moved up behind Dean and asked, "You ready for me?" Dean nodded, moaning softly.

"Yesss, please!" Dean moaned softly and Sam smiled at the need in that voice. Sam moved his fingers and pushed in easily, Dean moaned loudly now. "So good, Sam, fill me so full!" Sam moved slow at first, but added a spank to his ass with his thrusts, red handprints standing out on the flesh there. Dean felt himself losing it. He quickly grabbed a ring and put it on himself, he wanted this to last.

"Grab me one, please, baby?" Sam asked softly and Dean reached over and got him one. Sam put it on himself and slipped back into the man, angling for his prostate now and making him arch into Sam now. "Damn baby, feel so good…ass is made for my dick, Dean, so made for me, baby!...could fuck you all night baby." He said and Dean moaned louder, turning pornstar now. So Sam worked him harder now, and whispered, "Stroke yourself, Baby, want to watch." Dean obeyed and stroked himself harder. "That's it, baby, look so good, love to watch you stroke yourself that. Love the sight of that hard dick, baby, fuck, you look so hot!" Sam moaned, trying hard not to go faster now. Dean's tightening body around him was not helping with that.

"Please, faster, take me faster, please, baby!" Dean pleaded, body now lined up with Sam 's front, hips and torso, meeting hips and back. Bodies lined up perfectly now, Sam's hips meeting Dean's now, flesh meeting flesh sounding now. "Please, fuck me! Fuck me please!" Dean nearly cried out in relief when Sam took him deeper and faster now, almost pounding but not quite. Sam reached down and ran his blunt nails hard inside the man's thighs. Dean arched gracefully now and Sam forgot to breathe, his body tightening from the sight of his lover this way.

"You ready, baby? Ready to cum now, baby?" Sam teased, "Gonna ride your ass hard now, make you mine, baby."

"Yes, baby, yes! Make me cum, please, so close…ride me, Sammy…please!" Dean begged and they removed the rings and Sam took his lover hard and fast, pounding now. "Fuck, Sammy, cumming…baby…now…cumming!" He stroked himself harder and faster now, Sam's hand joining it, both of their hands working Dean now while Sam took him the way he wanted him, too. Pornographic moans filled the room and cries of pleasure bouced back at them as they came hard, Sam into Dean and Dean onto the headboard, they fucked through their orgasms and then fell boneless to the bed, with their heads at the foot of it and Sam pulling Dean to his chest now, sighing happily.

"Merry Christmas, Baby." Sam moaned, "Gotta say, that was some gift!" He couldn't have moved if he tried. "All fucked out, Dean. Broke me!"

"Yeah, Sammy, broke me, too." Dean purred and couldn't move either, just able to smile sleepily. "Merry Christmas, Sammy. Gotta say, best gift ever!"

"Love you, Dean." Sam said softly, falling asleep now. His arms tightening around Dean now, liking where he was at the moment.

"Love you, too, Sammy." Dean said softly as well, falling asleep against Sam's shoulder as he was held tightly in place. His hand entwined with Sam's now. Both men smiled and slept, perfectly content to stay where they were.

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The next day they met at Dante's around noon and opened gifts. They ate Christmas dinner and talked.

Then Dante surprised the boys with a request for them to take care of the bar for him while he went to Bobby's with Claire to finish training her powers. They of course agreed and figured a month wasn't that long, they'd do a good job for him.

Then they watched the others leave. It was just them now. Both men went to the apartment and relaxed. They picked out several movies and had a movie marathon, feeding popcorn to each other, kissing sometimes.

Tomorrow they would be busy and here's hoping Dean didn't mess up running Dante's bar. His cousin would kill him if he did.

In the meantime, they settled for cuddling on the couch and enjoying their favorite movies.

They really loved Christmas.

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