The next morning it was time to take Sam back to Stanford. Sam tried to get Dean in the mood but Dean would have none of it. Sam dressed and left coming back a short while later with two large coffees and a bag of doughnuts, he held it out to Dean. "You pick first Dean." Dean smiled at the familiar joke between them since childhood, he fished around in the bag making a big deal out of it.

Sam slapped his hand and laughed, "Gross, have you even washed your hands since they were all over my ass last night?" Dean raised an eyebrow and winked, "Why, whats the big deal so I have Sammy ass hands, germs we haven't shared before right?" He grabbed one and pulled it out. There was a blob of strawberry jam on the side, "Here Sammy, I know strawberry is your favorite." Sam reached in and pulled out another strawberry, "You dork, I got all strawberry cause you deserve it."

They sat on the bed together eating in silence just enjoying the old feeling. Sam was bumping his foot against Deans and when Sam was done eating Dean licked his thumb and cleaned the jam in the corner of Sam's mouth then licked it off. I was an action they had done a million times, comforting, familiar and loving.

Dean kissed Sam's forehead, "I'm sorry baby boy, I didn't mean to be cold to you its just that I have to bring you back and if I have your scent all over me fresh again its all I'm gonna smell on the drive back to Bobby's and it will make me sad about what I'm missing." Sam nodded, "I understand Dean its ok."

"Dean you know I love you right? I know when you left last time I didn't answer your calls but it was because I needed time to miss you." Dean patted his brother's leg, "Its ok Sammy I get it now. So…whats the deal with that Oliver kid exactly?"

"Well he has been a great friend to me Dean, you know he talks like you do a lot, crass and rough but he is sweet like you also. He gives me good advice I don't follow most of the time just like with you." Dean laughed, "The poor guy, are you…..are you sleeping together Sammy just please be upfront with me ok?"

"No but I thought about it Dean, I wanted to a couple times but he is a virgin although since the icubus thing I guess he fucked someone technically although he didn't mean to do it." Sam grinned, "But the rest of him is untapped, never got screwed, never got or gave a blowjob. Its kinda hot being in the same room as him."

Dean punched Sam in the arm, "Hey you better be careful, I think he is a big boy in more ways than one plus there is that whole half breed thing going on….I don't even know what that brings to the table."

Sam punched him back hard, "What about Castiel, full blooded virgin angel, I guess you should talk right Dean? Bet he could crack you open like a sledgehammer with that big thing he's swinging. I got to say Dean I'm pretty jealous of him. Its one thing to sleep with someone else but its another when that person is in love with you. That pisses me off to no end. I could see it in the way he watches you, its like …I don't know I guess obsessive with this longing in those mega blue eyes of his."

Dean felt elated, Sam was jealous so that could work in Dean's favor. Dean straddled Sam's lap, got right in his face and smiled that smile he knew all too well. "Oh poor little Sammy boy is all upset." Sam turned his face away irritated with his brother. "Dean you are a fucking jerk, get off me."

Dean settled down on Sam's lap for a long session of teasing, "Don't worry Sammy when I finally get to chart that unexplored ass of Castiels I'm gonna call you up and put it on speaker phone so you can hear my balls slapping against him and all the great noises he is going to make."

Sam shoved Dean but he was firmly planted, he went to slap him and Dean grabbed his arm and twisted just enough. "Shut up you ass, why do you have to be so mean to me Dean?" Sam's voice was shaky like he was going to cry.

"Whats the matter Samantha are you going to cry like a little bitch? Maybe you should put on some of that lipstick I got in my duffle and show me what a little lady you are. Make me want you again….forget all about the angel for awhile." This time Sam connected with Deans cheek, Dean grabbed his hair and pulled him down. He reached over and grabbed the duffle from the chair pulling out a tube of lipstick.

Sam was furious, "What the fuck are you carrying lipstick around for Dean?" Dean grinned down at him, "I've been obsessing about Samantha again and figured since I was coming here to rescue you Sammy maybe you would be grateful enough to bring her out of retirement so I can take her for a spin, in fact I brought other things to. If you want to get laid again before I bring you back go fish around in there and get ready for me."

Sam pushed Dean off and grabbed the bag and the tube of lipstick, his eyes were wet but he wouldn't give Dean the satisfaction of letting any tears of frustration fall. He walked in the bathroom and Dean heard the shower running.

He had Sam right where he wanted him. Dean went to put another night on the room.

Sam shaved his face, groin, armpits and legs for his brother in the shower being careful not to cut himself. He dried off and checked his body for any hair he missed and he was clean. Sam went through the bag and found lace black panties and black silk sleep shirt with rhinestone buttons. He laid them out and applied the ruby lipstick carefully then clipped the small rhinestone barrettes in his hair pulling back the long bangs. Sam rubbed himself with the lavender lotion he found and slipped on the panties and sleep shirt checking himself in the mirror. He looked beautiful and he knew it.

Dean was sitting on the end of the bed, he had put on some music and was relaxing. Sam came out in the darkened room and slowly moved toward Dean. He felt nervous hoping he still looked good to Dean that way since he grew so much. "Come here Samantha, let me see how pretty you look." Sam stood in front of him and waited.

Dean appraised the young woman in front of him, he loved Sam like this because it made him the best of both worlds for his brother, a beautiful woman with his brothers cock and ass. Dean slid his hands under the silk shirt to be sure there wasn't any hair, he started with the armpits, traced down the chest and stomach to the groin, ass and legs. "You did an excellent job shaving Samantha, clean from face to feet and all soft with lavender lotion."

Sam had his eyes closed waiting for the approval, "Thank you." Dean traced the bulge in the black lace but didn't take it out, he turned his brother around and rubbed the firm bottom encased in the silky material. "I bet you have a beautiful pussy in here don't you Samantha?

Dean worked the back down until Sam was exposed, "I do love to eat you out baby." Dean licked and kissed the warm skin slowly working his way in then pulled Sam open with both hands and was rewarded with a pink, tight, lavender scented delicious sight. "Tonight is all for you Samantha." Dean buried his face in Sam, tasting, sucking, licking and kissing every inch until his baby brother's knees went weak and he buckled. Dean caught him around the waist and put him over his lap.

"Are you too sore from yesterday Samantha?" Sam was but knew it was his last time with Dean until Christmas. "No I'm good." Dean opened him again and looked Sam over gently, "Liar, you look sore baby its ok." Sam got up, he felt stupid for not just telling him.

Dean pulled the panties back up and brought Sam on the bed, he unbuttoned the silk sleep shirt and opened it kissing Sam's skin and lightly sucking his nipples while he squeezed Sam through the straining silk fabric of the panties. Sam's eyes were closed and he was pushing himself into Deans hand, his voice was soft and Sam sounded lost, "Dean what do you want me to do for you?"

Dean didn't answer, he went to kneel between Sam's legs and pulled his knife from his pocket, Sam's eyes grew big, what is that for?" Dean smiled, "What do you think its for Samantha?"

Dean pushed Sam's knees up and splayed them to the side, Sam tried to close them but Dean roughly pulled them open and Sam gasped. "Trust me Samantha." Dean touched his tongue on the point and licked, Sam was frightened but intrigued. "I trust you Dean…..just please don't accidently hurt me…be careful."

Dean leaned his head down and listened to Sam's heart racing with excitment and fear, "Someone has a heartbeat like a scared little rabbit….I kinda like it when you are scared Samantha, it gets me extra hard." Dean straightened up and Sam saw how excited his brother was, his green eyes were wide and the pupils swollen. Dean lightly dragged the knife down Sam's chest leaving a faint pink line in the skin, he stopped and circled his brothers belly button and hard muscle.

Sam started to groan and felt the sting of the knife tracing him leaving a trail, "Maybe I should mark you Sammy…would you like that?" Sam started to tremble, "I don't know…no don't hurt me please I mean it Dean." Dean bent down and kissed his hip bone and traced the hollow below it "Maybe I should put my initials right here, then when other men see you naked they know someone owns you Sammy what do you think? Carve it in there…..or you could get a tattoo, what do you prefer Samantha?"

Dean bit his chest, "You need to get one like mine anyway Samantha, we can't have you getting possessed by anything anymore baby girl." Sam's words came out between heavy breaths, "Yes Dean I need one."

Dean flipped him over and massaged above the crack of Sam's ass, "I really would love to get a pretty tattoo here that says, "Property of Dean Winchester" or if you are too shy for my full name and don't want everyone to know your brother fucks you I can put my initials….what do you say Sammy? Mark you for life right? Then lets see some fucking bitch woman wanting you again once you take off your pants."

He ran the knife over the thin fabric covering Sam's ass then slid the flat part of the blade gently between his legs taking care not to cut him. " Dean put the knife away….baby please."

TBC