Warnings and disclaimers: see chapter 1

Chapter 38 Dean steps up to the plate.

Warning for the sex scene

Dean saw the conflict in Sam's eyes without him saying anything.
"Come on, Sammy."
Dean took Sam by the hand and led him to the bathroom.
"What, Dean?"
"You're the one who wanted this but you seem to be unsure all the sudden. I'm going to set you mind at ease."
"How?"
"Let me show you."
Dean leaned over and turned on the shower while holding Sam to him. When he stood back up he slowly pulled his T shirt off then Sam's.

Sam looked down shyly.
Dean put his hand under Sam's chin and lifted his head. "It's okay, Sammy. I know what's going on. You're worried I'll just up and leave you."
"That's part of it, I guess."
"I told you, I'm committed."
Dean slid his pants off then did the same to Sam.
"I'm going to prove it by taking a shower with you. You are the only person I've ever showered with Sammy and it's going to stay that way."

Dean pushed Sam gently into the shower then followed. Sam kept his eyes up watching Dean's face.
"You've never showered with anyone else?" Sam asked.
"Nope. Like I said before I just did what I had to and left."
Dean angled them so their right sides were together in the water.
"Not even Lisa?"
"Just you, when you were a kid and we didn't have a bath."
"Thanks, De." Sam didn't know why but the admission made him feel a little more secure.
"Don't thank me yet."
Dean pushed their groins together and groaned when Sam dipped his knees on instinct to bring their semi-hard dicks together. Sam gasped at feeling them skin to skin for the first time. The hardness felt great for both of them and they groaned loudly.

Sam was very aware he was naked for the first time with his brother but Dean seemed more interested in Sam's mouth, closing his eyes and plunging deep into it. Dean had a hand on Sam's lower back and one on the back of his neck, pulling him to him as he kissed Sam deeply and rubbed up against him. Sam appreciated what Dean was doing for him. Allowing Sam to see him naked, showing him he was serious and ready to be with him fully. It was a big move and a great show of trust for Dean to do this for him. Sam rested one hand on Dean's hip and the other up under Dean's armpit and across his back, locking Dean in for him to rub against.

Sam's voice bounced off the tiles as he moaned in Dean's mouth. He couldn't believe he was having sex with his brother for the second time in one day. It was what he wanted so badly and Dean was encouraging him on. Dean set a slow but hard pace pulling away enough to have Sam chasing him before he powered back with a long hard stroke making Sam's breath stutter and groan loudly. Dean found Sam's voice bouncing off the tiles an incredible turn on and he picked up the pace as Sam's precome added to his making them slip over each other smoother.

Dean teased Sam a bit more by pulling his groin away for a slightly longer moment each time, getting Sam to chase him, eventually backing him into the corner and humping him back. Dean liked Sam taking control and pushed his hips out so Sam could get what he wanted while sucking Sam's tongue into his mouth. Having Dean in the corner was all Sam needed to finish what Dean had started. Sam panted through his aftershocks as Dean's come joined his between them.

When Sam had his breath back he kissed Dean under the ear.
"Thanks, De."
"I told you about thanking me, Sammy."
"Yeah, I know. I mean it though."
Sam moved away from Dean without looking down and rinsed off under the water with soap.
"Meet you in bed?"
"Sure, Sammy."
Dean had moved close enough to grasp Sam's jaw and kiss him softly making Sam smile. Sam left the shower without temping himself further by looking at Dean fully naked even though he knew Dean would be checking him out. The Sam without a soul had kept his body very fit to the point he was a little embarrassed. Dean didn't look after himself as well but somehow he was well built and had lost a fair amount of weight lately he was yet to put back on. Watching Dean chop wood had shown him just how fit he was these days.

Sam had left sweats in the bathroom for Dean when he finally left the shower. When he arrived at the bedroom Sam was lying in Dean's normal spot in the bed wearing boxers and a T shirt. Dean climbed into Sam's spot turning like Sam normally did so he could feel what Sam had been feeling at night. Sam's long arms went around Dean with ease and he immediately took Dean's hand in his playing with his fingers. Sam grinned and breathed warm air in Dean's ear as he snuggled closer. Even from behind Dean exuded strength and warmth. It made Sam feel like he was home as it always did when he was close to Dean. Sam wrapped his arms tightly around his brother, enjoying the feeling of protecting him for a change. Now on this more intimate level, it felt pretty special and not something he wanted to lose. Ever.

The next morning Sam woke up before Dean and took a stab at breakfast again. His pancakes weren't as good as Dean's but good enough for Dean to eat all Sam offered. Dean decided to clean out the Impala so Sam sat on the bench in the workshop and read a book while Dean worked. Dean did a good job on the inside then washed the outside. Sam kept a close eye on Dean to make sure he didn't overdo it. They went inside for lunch but kept it light opting for a bigger dinner later.

After lunch Dean challenged Sam to a game on the console and they played for over an hour before Sam had enough of getting his ass handed to him. Dean packed up and found Sam in their bedroom getting a book out of his bag. Dean leaned him up against the door and stole a kiss. Dean's hands wandered to the hem of Sam's shirt and found their way under. Sam backed off a little.

Dean stopped him with a hand and led him back into the room and sat him on the bed.
"Come in here and sit down, Sammy. I think it's time we had a talk."
Sam looked up at Dean with his big puppy dog eyes but Dean pressed on.
"What's going on with you, Sammy? I have done the best I can of showing you I'm here for you. You were all gun ho on this but you seem to have changed your mind, or are worried about something."
Sam had to smile with how well Dean knew him. "I am worried about something."
Dean crossed his arms as he looked down waiting for him to elaborate.
"I'm worried about hurting you."

TBC