Dean woke to a dark room, he glanced around in confusion as the fog masking his senses slowly lifted. His hands were chained to the iron pipe on the edge of a small room. He shook his head, trying to clear it.
"The fuck was I doing?"
"Excellent question." A slimy voice echoed in the small space. "For a hunter you sure are sloppy breaking into a church, so loud, but I guess maybe you weren't thinking clearly." The speaker seemed to apparate, standing in front of Dean. A black humanoid Monster which appeared to be mostly shadow save for two dark orange eyes.
"What are you…" Dean racked his brain for anything he knew that fit this monster's description but to no avail.
"Haven't heard of me? I'm hurt." The creature bent down, tracing a finger along Dean's cheek, it felt like someone had just slid an icecube along his skin. "You too have such intense emotion."
"Fuck off" Dean spat, yanking his chain, to his disappointment it seemed to be a strong one.
"Still, that pain is nothing compared to the sweet taste of your brothers." The Monster smiled, revealing a row of long black teeth. "Feeling so worthless, so dirty." a shiver ran up the thing and it sighed in pleasure.
"Don't you dare touch him." Dean snarled. "Don't you fucking touch him you son-of-a-bitch"
"Hmmm?" The monster rolled it's head, it's actions slow as if moving through molasses. "Shall I touch you instead? I got a taste you know, up on that clifftop. You're pain of watching your brother suffer might be the appetizer I need before the main course arrives."
Dean flinched back as the monster drew closer. "You want to share in little Sammy's pain hmmm? Want to know what he felt like under that man's touch? Want to know how he suffered" Dean's breaths sped as the air seemed to thin, the small room closing in around him.
"Please." Sam begged, literally begged on his knees. Instead of watching as a bystander, as he had with Sully, Dean now /felt/ what was going on. He felt the had linoleum dig into Sam's knobby knees, felt the terror coursing through Sam's small frame, felt the panic rising in Sam's chest as the Pastor loomed over him.
"Come on Sammy." The pastor knelt, putting a rough hand against Sam's cheek. Sam flinched back at the touch. "Don't be scared my boy, you know how much you mean to me. Aren't you excited to spend the weekend together."
Sam shook his head, defiance welling up inside him. "I don't want to-" the words trailed off, caught up in his thoat like a fly in a web.
"Don't want to what Buddy?" The pastor gave a sympathetic smile to the small boy. "I won't hurt you."
"I don't want you to touch me." Sam whispered, a tear slipping down his face. "I don't want to do that again."
The Pastor put a large hand on Sam's shoulder, and this time Sam didn't flinch away. "I thought we were friends Sam."
"We are, but, I don't, I'll tell Dean, or Dad, I don't want-"
"Tell them? How about I ring them now and let them know what you've been doing with me lately." The man stood, walking to the phone. "I'm sure they'll understand, they won't throw you away will they?" He turned to give Sam a questioning look.
Sam knelt on the floor, paralized by thought. Dean, Sam, they can't know, they can't find out, they wont, they'll know how diary Iam, they'll know "No." Sam whispered. "No please, please don't call." He stood, running to put his hand on the receiver, slamming it back down out of the Pastor's touch. "Please."
"What will you do?" The man tilted his head. "What will you do to keep me from calling them?"
Sam swallowed, his entire body trembling. "Anything." He breathed, falling again to his knees, hands still clutching the larger man's "I'll do anything, they can't find out."
A wicked grin passed the man's face, and he picked the small boy up, carrying him to the bed. Sam's shirt was stripped off, thrown to the ground, then his pants and finally he lay naked and shaking on the bed. A loud moan echoed around the room and touching so much touching. A hand traveled across Sam's stomach, lingering above his belly button before traveling farther down, tracing around his thighs. Hot breath incased his neck and a heated tongue forced itself into Sam's mouth, prying it's way past his teeth and engulphing him. Sam lay, paralized in fear.
"Touch me." The man breathed, his mouth traveling to Sam's neck, biting at the soft flesh. "Make me feel good buddy."
With shaking hands Sam reached, his hands traveling under the man's waistband as they had before, following the directions the man gave through groans of pleasure. The strong musky scent of sweat filled the air and Sam closed his eyes trying his best to pretend he was far, far away.
"Let me love you Sam." The man moaned again, twitching with twisted pleasure. "I want to be in you."
Sam shook his head, pulling away from the man. "I don-'
Pain erupted from his face as a forceful slap threw him back to the bed.
"I wasn't asking" The man growled, and with force he flipped the boy over, his hands groping, pulling at the soft flesh.
"No." Sam screamed as panic flared into him. "No!"
A cloth was shoved into the boy's mouth, musky with sweat and grime and the realization that it was the man's own underpants clouded the boy in humiliation. "Sorry buddy, but I can't have you waking up the neighbors."
Sam struggled
But as the night wore on, each thrust stole a bit of that fire
And in the end, Sam was barely more than a corpse. Pain and Exhaustion stealing away the glimpses of hope that had fueled his previous escape attempt.
Dean lay on the ground, his body trembling as he felt, literally felt the memory that engulfed him. Sam He closed his eyes, unsure of how to funcion.
"That was Amazing" The creature moaned and Dean felt the icy fingers flipping against his cheek. "You have no idea, the pain, the helplessness, the self-hatred." A high cackle swept through the room, ringing in Dean's ear. "What do you think we'll do when Sam get's here? When you have to watch him literally relive his worst memories."
At that Dean's eyes flew open, his fists swinging out and landing with a satisfactory 'thump' causing the creature to stumble backwards, a green ooze seeping from under it's lip.
"If it bleeds" Dean growled "You can kill it."
I know you have all waited a long time for this update, and I'm sorry it has taken me so long. Thank you so much for reading and whilte this chapter was short I will do my best to post a new one soon