TITLE: Dirty Little Secret
SUMMARY: Wincest, ack!
CHARACTERS: Sam and Dean
EPISODE: Scarecrow-esque
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Yay!
RATING: A very STRONG M.
Let me know that I've done wrong
When I've known this all along
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you
Sam wasn't talking to him and Dean couldn't figure out why, he ran a hand through his hair and was about to speak when Sammy spoke up. "Alright, so, the names Dad gave us, they're all couples?"
Fine, they could talk about work. At least they were talking this way, "Three different couples. All went missing."
Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know
"That's what I want you to do." Why the hell did he have to say that? Was he aiming to hurt him? Cause he did. Dean groaned and looked out the window. Damn it.
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Sam mobile.
It was weird how those two words haunted him. He pulled out his phone after he pulled into the parking lot of Scotty's café.
And so it begins again. He had had a partner in his dad, and then his dad left. He had had a partner in Sammy, and then Sammy left too. Could this day get any worse?
Who has to know?
When we live such fragile lives
It's the best way we survive
I go around a time or two
Just to waste my time with you
"I, uh—I stole a car."
Sammy, Sammy good boy wonder had stolen a car. To be with him. Thank god for the small things -or not so small, dean thought, as he looked at Sam's long figure, not even aware he was speaking. "Haha! That's my boy! And keep an eye on that scarecrow. He could come alive any minute."
"What scarecrow?"
And just when things were beginning to relax.
Tell me all that you've thrown away
Find out games you don't wanna play
You are the only one that needs to know
"… You and me. We're all that's left. So, if we're gonna see this through, we're gonna do it together."
"Hold me, Sam. That was beautiful." Sam might not believe it, but he -and his speech- was beautiful.
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
"Ok, where do you want to stop?" Sam looked around for a stop.
"Uh, we just past a sign, so let's try this exit." Dean shifted in his seat, and Sam pulled off at the exit onto the even darker turn.
Some how the turn off ended up being a dead end. What the hell.
Who has to know?
The way he feels inside (inside)
Those thoughts I can't deny (deny)
These sleeping dogs won't lie (won't lie)
And all I've tried to hide
It's eating me apart
Trace this line back
"I guess we'll have to make do with the car tonight, Dean."
Dean sighed, shifting in the passenger's seat. "Lookin' like it."
Sam closed his eyes and sighed, then stood up and got out, transferring himself to the back seat. "You should come back here," he said. "It's really comfortable."
"Fine," Dean said as he stood and walked to the back. "But I'll stay up and keep watch."
"Mmm-Kay," Sam said, already half asleep.
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret)
Dean couldn't help himself, he watched as Sammy shook his head in his sleep. He almost began to whimper. Dean was about to reach over when he noticed the tent on Sam's jeans.
Holy shit, good boy wonder was probably doing the nasty in his mind right now!
Dean smirked, feeling an almost dirty feeling as he felt his growing arousal as he watched the sleeping moaning Sammy.
Sam really began to whimper now, and Dean's erection grew to almost painful proportions. "Oh… my… Mmm…"
Dean felt guilty about enjoying this, so he reached out. But then he froze upon hearing the name of Sam's dream lover. "Oh, god. Dean."
I'll keep you my dirty little secret
(Dirty little secret)
Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret
(Just another regret, hope that you can keep it)
My dirty little secret
Dirty little secret
Dirty little secret
He slid slowly and quietly to the ground between Sam's legs and ran his hands along Sam's inner thighs.
He smirked as Sam whimpered due to his ministrations.
It was still wrong, he still knew it, but then Dean still couldn't help himself, and as he felt Sammy's erections under his fingers as he unzipped his jeans he realized that he definitely didn't want to be right.
He quickly pulled Sam's black boxer briefs down by there slate gray waist band, and pulled his jeans down with them so the were bunched around his ankles.
Dean's heart stopped for a moment as Sam whimpered and shook his head. But it quickly restarted as he realized Sam was still asleep.
Dean licked his dark lips and pulled Sam's incredibly long cock into his mouth.
He started at a fast pace, but he soon moved at a blistering speed.
Dean had to swallow again and again as Sam erupted a short moment later. He rocked onto his heels with a smirk, and then looked into Sam's wide open shocked eyes.
Oh, shit.
Who has to know?
Who has to know?
"What the hell were you thinking, Dean?" Sam asked as he pulled his pants back up.
"I was thinking that I had to swallow so it wouldn't screw up my upholstery!"
"Come on, Dean. I'm being serious here!"
"So'm I!" Dean got out of the car following Sammy. "Look, Sam, I know that you wanted this. We both did. Why are you fighting this?"
"Just because we want it… That doesn't make it right."
"Fine. It never happened. Happy now?"
"No… I just…" Sam ran his hand through his hair.
"You just what, Sam?"
"Why'd you do it?"
"Because I wanted it."
"Do you still?"
"Do you?"
"… Yes…"
"Then why can't we…?"
"Are you really asking--?"
"Yes." Sam looked at Dean thoughtfully.
"Ok… I guess I'm game if you are."
"Oh, I'm game. I am so game." And with that Dean pulled Sam into a beautiful heart stopping kiss.