After the unusual Christmas Eve Dean reverted to acting more standoffish than usual. He was mortified by the way he had acted, Dean Winchester wasn't submissive to anyone let alone his old baby brother.

The balance shifted just slightly in Sam's favor for awhile. He had a new confidence after taking control and felt like a man instead of a boy.

He walked with a bit of swagger, sweetness with a heavy dose of testosterone. Dean found it hard to deal with, he was so used to being the protector, the big daddy, that he withdrew. The hardest part was Dean loved it when Sam beat him, made him come, forced him to suck and submit and the bigger his brother grew the more he desired it so Deans reaction was to avoid everything.

…..

Dean's birthday was that week and Sam wanted his brother back, ever since Christmas things were different. He avoided intimacy with Sam and left him empty and aching for his strong, commanding brand of love.

He told Bobby that weekend he and Dean were staying home to celebrate his brother's birthday together.

Bobby was more than happy to hunt with another group, "Just do something to poke that bear out of his cave and join the world again Sam, Dean is a pain in the ass since Christmas, fix it."

…

Friday night was their first night alone, the brothers sat on the couch together and Sam grabbed Deans hand, "Dean its your birthday tomorrow." He smiled at him eager for a response, white teeth flashing and dimples in overdrive.

Dean glanced over to him then back at the TV but he had a slight smile on his lips, "Yeah pretty boy…so what about it?" "Jesus that kid is so beautiful…I'd walk through hell for a kiss…my hot little baby…."

Dean looked down at the boner he was sporting and put a pillow on his lap, "Damn it Sammy…get out of my pants.."

"So anyway I thought we could have fun, maybe go bowling, oil wrestle, walk a mile without a beer, you know, stuff to do before you get too old to keep up with me."

"Not gonna work Sammy, I'm not reacting."

"Dean maybe we could go kite flying or cliff diving, bungee jumping or make out for awhile…cause you get out of breath a lot easier now and by next year you wont be able to do any of that…with your advancing age."

"You are not even remotely funny baby boy."

Sam sniffed his neck, "I like what you're wearing…Bengay…Icy Hot…man whatever it is its giving me a boner."

Deans jaw tightened, "Now you're just stupid…and its actually Aramis."

Sam looked at him with a goofy expression, "What does a Musketeer have to do with anything?"

Dean finally turned to him and punched his shoulder, "Cologne dumb ass! Go away and lift weights or jerk your big dick…maybe go to mall and mark some territory mister big shot."

Sam tossed away the pillow and sat on his lap, "So you want me to be a big girl again, a little bit of Samantha?" Dean looked around him, "I'm trying to watch the game here…bitch."

Sam kissed his cheek, "There's my big strong man." He bounded up the stairs laughing and slammed the bedroom door. Dean looked down at his crotch, "Well at least I don't have erectile disfunction."

….

Sam never came back down and when the game ended Dean went upstairs to see what he was up to. Dean opened the bedroom door and Sam wasn't there, he checked the bathroom, Bobby's room, the spare room and closet but still no Sam.

"Sammy…come on this isn't cool….Sam stop being a douche bag and get out here."

Dean pulled his pistol and went through the house reaching the basement last. A million thoughts flooded through his head, time portal, demon, monsters and magick.

The panic room door was ajar and Dean pulled it open, he scanned the shadows and saw a tall, female figure. Her back was to Dean but he could see she was wearing a long silk cream colored negligee and matching robe. She had soft waves draping the nape of her slender neck and the girl dropped one shoulder of the robe revealing a strong, milky soft shoulder that was maddeningly kissable.

"Stay right there lady, don't move..Sam..Sammy are you in here?" No answer, Dean approached her and when she didn't acknowledge him he pushed her against the wall, "Sorry sister but you aren't playing nice, where is my brother?"

He heard a deep, soft voice reply, "Right here."

Dean turned her around and was shocked to see it was Sam, suddenly his pants felt tighter when he saw the full cherry lips and smooth skin. At first Dean was speechless but as he ran his hands down his brother's arms a flood of emotional words came to him.

"You are….hands down the most beautiful girl I ever laid eyes on , are you my birthday gift Samantha?"

"Yes Dean."

Dean had to admit that Sam looked incredible, his body was shaved smooth and he smelled like cherry candy, sweet and sugary. He kissed the pretty red mouth and felt his brother push something inside with his tongue.

It was hard and sweet, Dean rolled it around and took it out. It was a bright red, hard cherry candy. Sam bit his bottom lip and looked at his brother coyly, "You can do whatever you want to me but I would rather make you happy big brother."

Dean started to untie the silk robe of his feminine, pretty girl but Sam pointed to the old metal bed, "I'll wait for you Dee, you go shower for me I have lots I'd like to try on you."

Dean grabbed his hand but Sam didn't budge, "Hey come on, take a shower with me." Sam cupped the crotch of his brother's jeans, "I already did, you go clean up and I'm going to do other things."

He slapped Dean's ass, "Giddyup cowboy, or I might get tired of waiting." Dean bolted up the stairs leaving a trail of clothes. Sam heard the old pipes rumble as the shower turned on, he started the birthday prep.

….

Dean scrubbed himself everywhere not knowing exactly was going to happen, all Dean knew was the beautiful girl in the panic room wanted him badly and was going to rock his world.

The time since Christmas and what he considered a night of weakness as a bitch melted away and he felt masculine and in control of his brother again. Dean avoided touching his dick, worried he might set off the trigger too soon but then remembered he would be ready again in a half hour and jacked into his hand, licking the warm contents then rinsing off.

He toweled off and hurried downstairs but when he entered the panic room Sam was gone. "son of a…where the hell is she?"

He walked back up angrily and looked around , finding nothing he went to the bedroom and there was a note on the bed.

Sweet Birthday Boy,

Meet me by the fireplace.

Love,

Baby Girl

P.S. Don't get dressed

…..

Dean ventured back downstairs into the study with the fireplace, he saw the glow of the flames and followed the light until he saw Sam.

His brother looked even more beautiful sitting by the fire, when Dean walked over there was music playing and two sleeping bags zipped all the way open with pillows.

A vanilla cake with butter cream frosting was on a platter with one fork and a cooler of beer. Sam looked up at him and smiled, "Babe don't tell Bobby I raided his beer stash ok?"

Dean sat down not quite sure what to do next, it was Sam's gift to him.

"Dean its all for you, I want to be your girl," Sam couldn't look him in the eye, "I'm sorry I made you feel bad at Christmas…you don't touch me now and I'd rather be your girlfriend than be nothing to you."

Sam tried his best to look happy about it, " I don't have to be a boy if it doesn't make you excited. I think about all the girls you had and I know that's what you really want right?"

Sam covered his lap with his hands suddenly self conscious about the bulge showing through the cream silk. "I know I don't have everything you want but I promise I'll do my best to pretend for you."

Dean covered his face and shook his head, "Sammy what am I going to do with you," he let out a noise of frustration, "what happened in December wasn't about anything you did, its like everything else…my hang up."

Sam looked at him with confusion, "But I thought that made you feel bad about me, I was rough and too mean."

Dean slide the silk off his shoulders and worked his mouth along the boys collarbone, "Oh baby boy…I wanted it so bad…only from you. The only firm hand I will ever accept is yours, you're the only one that can beat me…tie me…make me tame...not like daddy."

TBC