Disclaimers and warnings see chapter 1

Chapter 38 Rub

Treatment day one cont.

Dean checked them in and they went up to their room to settle in. Sam gave a low whistle when he saw the room. It had two queens in a spacious room with a large window and a spa in the bathroom. There was a nice table with two comfy chairs by the window and a couch in front of the TV. Dean dropped his bag on the bed near the door.
"Sorry about the one room. It's all they had on short notice."
"It's cool Dean."
"Yeah we're kind of used to it right?"
"Dean this is great. Really. Great job."

Dean went into the bathroom and turned the water on for a spa. When it was near to full he tipped some bubble mix into the water. Sam had unpacked his laptop and was sitting at the table drinking cold water. Dean walked in and grabbed Sam by the arm and pulled him along to the bathroom.
"What Dean?"
"It's all yours."
"What?"
"Take a spa Sammy. It will do you good after all the driving you've done."
Sam looked unsure.
"It's my turn to help you a little Sammy."
Dean's tone was businesslike as he slid Sam's jacket off him then went back to the room. The hairs on the back of Sam's neck stood up at Dean's proximity when he had taken the jacket.

Sam shrugged and slid his T Shirt off just as Dean came in with fresh boxers and a T Shirt from his bag. Sam stood awkwardly realizing he was standing without a shirt on.
"Come on Sammy. Off with your clothes then take a soak. When you get out, take a couple of hours sleep. I'm going out for a walk, might help with the kinks."
Sam felt like he was stark naked. "Why don't you take the bath Dean and I can sleep."
"You will sleep better with a tub first, believe me. I want to go have a walk and take a few photos. Relax man. I won't go to the canyon without you."
"Are you sure you feel up to it?"
"Yeah. I'm okay. But if I start to feel bad I'll come back."
"Make sure you do."
Dean shut the door softly, leaving Sam to it.

Dean went downstairs and walked down to where the Impala was parked and got behind the wheel. Dean drove for a few minutes back the way they had come in and found a nice spot just off the road where he parked the car and got out. He took some photos of the car and then some of the surrounding area. He took the car back to the hotel and walked around the hotel taking a few photos. He visited the hotel gift shop where he bought Sam a couple of T Shirts and himself some bottles of cold water. When he returned to the room Sam was in bed but he turned over when Dean came in.
"Hey Dean."
"Hey you okay?"
"Yeah. Have a nice walk?"
"Yep. Have a nice spa?"
"Yeah. If we ever have a house, we should totally get one."

Dean laughed softly as he connected his camera to the laptop to download the images. Sam sat up slightly. "Thanks for doing the salt."
Dean had salted the doors and windows before he left, just in case.
"No problem."
Dean looked over at Sam. He sounded like he had something on his mind. Sam sighed and lay back down. Dean got up and walked over.
"You okay?"
"Yeah I feel wiped out and need a couple of hours sleep but I feel too tense. It's weird; I was okay when I got out of the spa. "
Sam scrunched his back up then let it lose.
"You want me to rub your back?"
Sam looked up with a start. Dean looked surprised at his own suggestion. 'What did I say?'
"You said that was gay, Dean."
"I was kidding around. If it works I'm happy to do it. You drove all the way here it's the least I can do." 'Stop talking now dumb mouth,' he thought.
"If you don't mind."
Sam was taken aback with Dean's offer not sure if he was going to get a real rub or Dean was playing some kind of trick on him.
"Okay." Dean said slowly.

Dean went to the bathroom and come back with a small bottle of skin lotion. He had no idea why he was offering to do this but as he has said Sam had done all the driving.
"Throw that shirt off, Sammy." Dean said lightly with more confidence than he felt.
Sam looked unsure.
"Sam, I have seen your back before you know. No big deal."
Sam pulled the shirt off and scrunched it under his neck as he rolled onto his chest. Dean toed off his boots and climbed onto the bed. Sam looked around with concern as Dean straddled his thighs and let some lotion drop onto his hands. Dean rubbed the lotion between his hands to warm it then started rubbing Sam's back from above his boxers up to his wide shoulders. At first Dean's hands were light and unsure but they soon became more confident as they sought out the sore muscles seeming to know where they were. Sam felt like he was melting through the bed as Dean found the knots behind his neck and kneaded them with nimble fingers. 'Jesus that's great' he thought as his body relaxed fully.

Dean's leg's felt Sam's warmth as his hands moved over Sam's soft still bath warm skin. He was hyperaware of the parts of his fingers that were rough from over work and he tried to keep those off Sam's skin. He smoothed over the skin looking for the tight sore spots. Sam let out a groan unable to hold in how good he now felt.
"You okay there Sammy?" Dean's fingers lifted off Sam's back quickly worried he was doing him harm.
"Hell yes, Dean. Don't stop. It's great, where did you learn that?"
"No Idea. You are my first. I thought I was hurting you." He chuffed out a laugh.
Dean's hands went back to work.
"Defiantly not."
"Just let me know if it hurts."
Dean had once gone out with a masseuse for two whole days before they had to leave town. Dean had enough massages in those couple of days to get an idea of what felt good. But he never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever be massaging his brothers back. And that he actually liked doing it.

Sam nodded as he let his head drop back to the pillow. He was vaguely aware of the heat on his sheet covered legs that was coming through from Dean's legs. He was more aware of his dick thickening between his legs and he moved his hips discreetly so he felt a little less pressure there.

TBC