Chapter 10

Stars shone brightly in the night sky as the impala sped down the highway. Dean's head tilted back just enough that he could still see the road. He shifted in the impala's seat spreading his legs slightly father apart as Sam's head bobbed up and down in his lap. He groaned deep in his throat, tightening his fingers in Sam's hair. Sam moaned back in response, feeling Dean's erection hitting the back of his throat. "God Sammy you're gonna make me crash my baby." Sam sucked him off more vigorously, begging for his brother's cum. The older man white knuckled the steering wheel as he came in his brother's mouth. Sam swallowed it all, every last drop. He rose up to kiss Dean's neck, tongue tracing a line up to his ear. "If you don't stop it I'm gonna park this thing and fuck you right here on the side of the road." Sam gave a playful laugh, leaning back over to his side of the seat.

Dean cleared his throat, tucking himself back into his jeans. "There was a sign for a rest stop coming up in about three miles. We're in the middle of nowhere baby boy. Haven't seen a motel for miles." Sam already knew where this was going. This night would end with them parked in the back of the lot at a rest stop sleeping in the car. "We can keep going if you want." Said Dean. He shook his head no, turning to look out the window. It wasn't long before Dean turned off the highway into the lot of the rest stop. It was empty. Not a single other car in sight. Sam had an uneasy feeling about all of this. He noticed that only one street lamp was lit, the place looked abandoned. "Dean we should leave." His older brother smirked at him.

"Aww what's wrong Samantha you scared?" Sam rolled his eyes at him. "Dean I'm serious, I don't feel right." Dean sighed. "Alright fine. Let's take a piss and get outta here. Maybe the next one won't be so spooky." He teased as he opened the car door. As they walked to the men's room Sam continuously glanced over his shoulder. They stepped out of the men's room after relieving themselves but Dean didn't head straight for the car, instead heading for a snack machine. As Dean looked over his options, Sam sniffed. "De you smell that?" realization washed over Dean as he ran a finger across a yellow powder on the keypad on the machine. Bringing his finger to his nostrils he cringed. "Sulfur." Sam shivered in the cold night wind. "Didn't Bobby say that stuff was left when demons were around?"

Before the older brother could reply something cold clocked him in the back of the head. Everything went black. When Dean woke he was suddenly aware of something heavy on his back. His vision was blurry, the bright light of the single street lamp blinding him. He moved to push himself up but couldn't. His hands were tied behind his back. "Sammy!" he yelled out. "Dean I'm here." Sam's words were like music to his ears as figures started to form in his gaze. When they cleared fear tugged at his heart with a mighty grip. Sam was on his knees a few feet away from him. Two muscled demons holding him there, one with a knife to his throat. He felt his body jerked up, being shoved to make him sit on his knees. He glanced up, the demon holding him built like a brick shit house. "You fuckers hurt my brother I'll kill you all. I'll find a way to fucking destroy every one of you." A red haired woman stepped out of the shadows, holding a blade in her hand. "Relax Dean, if you play by the rules everyone will leave here in one piece." She walked up to him, kneeling down so they were eye to eye. "What the fuck do you want you ugly bitch?" he spat at her. "Ouch Dean. Don't you remember me. You play a mean game of darts baby." Dean's face wore surprise, "Danni?" She smiled at him. "In the flesh." He stiffened his shoulders, showing her no fear.

"Azazel and his lackey's thought they could get rid of me by sending me back to the pit, but here I am. And I'm going to help you stud." The Winchester's eyes were fixed on one another as Dean spoke. "What do you want?" She paced in front of him. "We're going to give you information on the enemy." Sam felt his adams apple scrape against the blade at his throat as he spoke. "Don't trust her De." Danni snarled at him. "You mouthy worm! You know nothing." She turned back to Dean. "Azazel has big plans for you Sammy boy. He's gonna take you and all the other babies he fed his blood to 22 years ago and make you fight to the death. He believes the last of you standing will lead the army of hell into this world. He plans to bring about the apocalypse." She let it sink in for them. Watching the pained sympathetic look on Dean's face as he stared at his brother. "I…have demon blood in me?" Sam's eyes left Dean's, drifting to the floor. "Why do you think you've had all those visions? You're his favorite by far. I mean the thought of a hunter leading hell? Priceless." Dean struggled against the demon holding him down. "Why should we believe you? You fucking monsters lie!" She waved her finger at him. "Tisk tisk Dean. Some of our kind have the gift of sight. But you'd know all about that wouldn't you?" Sam looked back up at his brother. "De what is she talking about?"

She laughed wickedly. "Awww You haven't told him?" She rose to her feet, using a hand to tilt Dean's gaze up to her. His eyes still stayed on Sam. "Now all you gotta do is be a good boy Dean. Do what we say and I'll give you the power to defeat him." Dean spoke still not looking at her. His eyes never leaving Sam's. "What do you want?" She smiled. "I'm going to tell you all about Azazel's little plan. All you have to do is listen and let us be on our way. No traps or exorcism and I'll give you the gun made by Samuel Colt." Dean fought to get his hand out of the ropes that held him. "See there's this special colt. They say it can kill anything. I know where Azazel is keeping it. I'll get it for you." Dean huffed at her, still making direct eye contact with his brother. "Now I know you're lying. There isn't a weapon that can kill demons. She summoned one of the demons beside Sam over with her finger. As it stood before her she pulled a jagged looking blade out of her coat stabbing the demon in the heart with it. Electric sparks seemed to surge inside it before she pulled the knife out, letting to corpse fall to the ground. "You see any smoke?"

Sam and Dean looked at each other in shock. She smiled at Dean's defiance. Kneeling in front of him once again. "I know what you're thinking Dean. Jump me, take the blade. Kill us all. You behave or I'll hop inside you. Let you watch from inside as I rape your brother over and over again with your own hands. Until the very sight of you makes him cower in fear." Dean bucked at her. He'd never felt so much hate in his life. "Why are you doing this?"

"Because we don't want little Sammy to play the game. He is not our king. And were just here to help you make sure Azazel fails." Dean pulled at the ropes around his wrists, he nearly had them untied. He had to keep her busy until he could make his move. "We're listening?" She smiled at him as she paced the space between the brothers. "Very soon he will come for your brother, take him somewhere he hasn't shared with anyone. All his little babies will be there. And they will kill each other until only one remains." She held up a single finger to emphasize her point. "That's when he will give the winner the key to unlock the gates of hell. The newly crowned king of hell will release my kind along with our father Lucifer upon this world. The boy king will lead Lucifer's army bringing about the apocalypse." Dean gave Sam an apologetic look, noticing the pain in his baby brother's eyes. "And when the time comes you will know what you have to do Dean. And you must do it. You will. I have no doubt. You already discovered the means to do so. Remember these words when the time comes." The ropes holding him fell to the earth, he sprung into action. Punching the one holding him in the gut then spinning around lightening fast grabbing her by the throat. Taking the jagged blade from her hands, pressing the tip against her stomach.

A hiss rose from the throat of Sam as the demon holding him pressed it's own blade into the flesh of his adams apple, a thin line of blood running down his chest. The older Winchester fell to his knees in front of her. Dropping the blade, he sank, head dipped down in defeat. She picked it up, tucking it away inside her coat before bending down to face him. "That was unwise Dean. Little Sammy could have died and it would be all your fault." She ran her fingers through his hair, causing him to jerk away from her touch. Her lips pursed tightly in a thin line. "Sweet Sammy will have to pay for your mistakes Dean. He'll never forgive you raping him right here while we watch." She ran a finger tip across his shoulder. His eyes glazed over as he began to crawl across the pavement in Sam's direction. Once he reached his goal, the demon moved the blade, moving to stand next to Danni. "That's it Dean. I've made you high off of your sinful lust. Maybe when you're done my friend can have a go with your brother while you and I have a roll in the hay."

Dean pressed into Sam, grinding his hips into him. "Dean stop it." Dean shoved his brother backwards. He forced himself on Sam, climbing on top of him, the look in his eyes was lazy, sleepy, and sort of hazed over. "You're high as a kite." Dean pressed his lips against Sam's neck, holding him down with his strong hands. "No Dean stop it I mean it." It was as if Dean couldn't hear him. He had no idea what he was doing as he leaned up, trying to undo the button on Sam's jeans. "No!" Sam barked out at him. Dean wouldn't listen. "STOP THIS!" Sam screamed, his anger boiling over out of him. It manifested out of his body like a wave. Sending the two demons flying back. The male smoked out of the corpse he wore, leaving the body dead on the ground, disappearing into the night. Danni took off running into the woods, disappearing from sight. Sam clocked his brother with his fist, knocking him out cold. He drug Dean's unconscious body to the impala, hefting him into the back seat. He never saw the yellow eyed crow perched on the street light watching him as he drove out of the parking lot.

Dean woke as the sun rose in the morning sky. He sat up in the back seat, rubbing his forehead. He felt hung over. "What happened." Sam glanced at him in the rearview mirror. "What do you remember?" he watched for his brothers response in the mirror. "I remember dropping the blade and then nothing, everything was black." Dean cracked his neck then lolled his head down glancing at the sticky wet spot on the crotch of his jeans. "Dude I think I had a wet dream…fucking jizzed myself like a fourteen year old." Sam laughed out loud. "Serves you right. That bitch used some kind of magic on you and you threw yourself on me." A dark seriousness came over his older brother's face. "Sammy I would never…not if you didn't want it." Sam smiled a warm forgiving smile at him. "Dude I know, it wasn't you." Dean leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Sam. "I'm sorry." Sam patted his brother's hand. "I know. Love you too." Dean hopped over the seat, placing gentle kisses on Sam's neck. "Can we find a place with a shower." Sam glanced down at the wet spot on his jeans, laughing. "Yeah you need to wash away the preteen shame." Dean nipped at his neck. "Smartass." He placed his arm around Sam's shoulders. They spoke no words. The truth of the future heavy between them. Dean knew he couldn't tell Sam about the vision he had seen with the crossroads demon. Sam believed what he'd heard from Danni to be the secret Dean had been keeping. They stayed that way until Sam pulled into a motel parking lot.

Once inside their room they tossed their duffle bags onto the bed, digging around for clean clothes. They showered, washing each others bodies, exchanging sweet kisses as the hot water poured over them. They didn't speak to each other. Just communicating through touch. Dean felt guilty, for unconsciously trying to force himself on Sam and for still not having been honest with him about the vision. Sam willing him to know that he was okay. They stepped out of the shower. Toweling off, getting dressed in baggy sweatpants and comfy tee shirts. Dean sprawled out on the bed turning the tv on as Sam ordered a pizza. "Hey double pepperoni." He called out as Sam rolled his eyes at him. Sam hung up the phone, laying on the bed next to Dean, who was currently flipping channels at a rapid rate. "Can you just pick something." Dean stopped on a gay porn. The two muscled men on the screen engaging in a 69. Sam cleared his throat. "De really?" the older Winchester laughed. "Why haven't we ever tried that before?" He asked. They both tilted their heads to the side, in unison. Thinking about it as they watched the two on screen deep throat each other. The two men on screen were seen slicking up a huge double sided dildo with lube. "Damn which one you thinks gonna take that bad boy." Dean said. The two men lined it up with both of their entrances, sinking down onto it until they both consumed it, grinding their asses together as they stroked each other ,moaning loudly. Sam eyed Dean slyly. "Why haven't we tried that?" he said. Dean fidgeted for the remote quickly changing the channel. "Nope, nope, no." he said as Sam laughed. "You'd never let me fuck you?" he asked. Dean looked at him nervously. "Why do you want to?" he replied. Sam shook his head. "No…not particularly. I mean I'm sure it'd feel good. But I like the feeling of you inside me." Dean ran a finger down Sam's chest, playing with the draw string of his sweatpants. "Good, cause I love being inside you." The door bell rang.

Sam stood up, walking to the door. He paid for the pizza, returning to the bed, flipping the box top open. They ate in quiet while watching some campy straight to DVD horror movie. They laughed as the hot blond girl on screen ran threw the woods, tripping over her own feet. Allowing the killer to catch up. "Bitches always tripping over nothing." Dean spoke with a mouth full of pizza. Sam smirked as the jock and head cheerleader started the stereotypical if you have sex in a scary movie you die scene. "Come on guys don't you know premarital sex always gets you killed in these cabin in the woods films?" Sam sarcastically joked. Once they finished eating they slipped under the covers. Laying so close they could feel each others heat. Dean kissed Sam's neck, slowly, seductively. Whispering sweet nothing's into Sam's ear. Causing the younger man to gasp. As the credits rolled across the screen Dean shifted his weight so he was laying on top of Sam.

He spread Sam's legs, placing himself between them. Leaning down over the younger man's long torso, sucking lazily on his ear. "Thought I was gonna lose you baby boy." He said as he kissed the small cut on Sam's throat. Sam held is brother's face in his hands. "I'm not going anywhere De. I'm yours. Forever and always." They laced their fingers together, the twin rings pressing into each other. They kissed tenderly, just drinking each other in. Dean pulled Sam's sweatpants off while Sam pulled his shirt off. Dean pushed his own sweats down to his knees, his shirt tossed across the room. They made love. Sweetly, slowly, taking their time. Fingertips trying to memorize the others bodies. Lips claiming each other. It was as if two halves of the same soul became one. Like if they separated the other would fade into nothingness. Each unknowingly trying to bury the fear of the secrets they keep from each other. They slept holding each other tightly. Refusing to let go.

Sam woke to the warm morning sun coming through the windows of the motel room. His head had been nuzzled inti the crook of Dean's shoulder, his long legs intertwined with Dean's. Their bodies woven together as if they were a single being. Dean was still fast asleep, one arm wrapped protectively around Sam. The other possessively squeezing his ass cheek. He nuzzled his older brother's neck. "De wake up." Dean stretched out like a cat. His eyes lolling over to Sam. "Morning." They shared tender kisses before getting out of bed. They eyed each other seductively as they dressed. Dean pulled a tee shirt on before pulling a button up over it. Sam slowly buttoned his own shirt biting his bottom lip as he watched his brother. Dean teased him back. Reaching slowly into his jeans to adjust himself, palming himself a little before licking his bottom lip. They laughed together. Finishing getting ready to leave. Moving about picking up their belongings and leaving the room.

They drove all day after deciding on the destination being California. Dean had never seen the ocean, felt the sand between his toes, made love to Sam as the midnight tide crashed around them. They stopped only to eat and use the restroom. They were in search for a motel to spend the night when Sam's phone rang. "Hey Bobby! Got a case for us?" Sam's voice was so happy it was practically smiling. "Forgive me boy but I couldn't bare to be the one to tell your brother." Sam's smile faded Dean watched as the color drained from his face. Sam hung up the phone, reaching over to take Dean's hand in his own. "Dean pull over." Dean gave him a look of confusion as he pulled the impala over to the emergency lane. Tears were pouring down Sam's cheeks. "It…its…" he couldn't say it. "Sammy what's wrong?" Sam's voice cracked with emotion. "Dad…is dead."

Danni ran through the woods as fast as the humans legs would carry her. She glanced beside her, looking for something. She slammed right into something warm and hard. She fell back onto her butt. As she looked up her gaze met yellow eyes. Azazel grinned at her, his yellow teeth gleaming in the moonlight. "Thought you could play me you little bitch?" he flicked his finger, causing her to be lifted into the air in front of him. She tried to struggle free. She couldn't move an inch. He started searching inside her coat pockets. "You really thought you could steal the colt from me and give it to the Winchesters?" he teased as he pulled the demon blade from inside her jacket. "I've been working this game for 22 years. Someone as pathetic as you isn't going to stop me." He plunged the blade into her heart. Her body falling to the ground. He whistled a haunting tune as he stepped away into the night. "Let the games begin."

Authors note: Sorry this took so long. I accidentally deleted the chapter so I had to start it over again. Then I decided to change the ending so I had to rewrite it a third time. But here it finally is. Hope you enjoyed it. Please leave a review. They encourage me to give you more steamy wincest. Thank you for reading.

Kyna