My Pet 14

Dean had spent a quiet dinner with Sam and Bobby. He was still trying to process everything that Sam had told him about being Raven's pet. Dean tried to concentrate on how the information was going to affect Sam once he regained his free will and not on how he wanted to kill the bitch. There would be time for revenge later, right now he needed to be there for Sam.

Once dinner was done, Dean decided he needed to talk to Bobby alone and one of the perks of Sam minus his free will was that Dean could easily order him to leave them alone and his little brother would listen.

"Sammy, do you think you can handle the dishes and clean up alone?"

"Yeah, sure, Dean." Sam shot up and immediately began collecting the dirty dishes.

Dean felt a bit of guilt ordering his brother around like that but he really needed to talk to Bobby.

"Sam, I'm going to the living room with Bobby, come find us when you're done, okay?" Dean asked as he motioned Bobby to follow him.

Sam smiled brightly, "Sure thing Dean."

Bobby had a questioning look on his face as he followed Dean into the living room. Dean plopped down on the couch while Bobby took a seat in the easy chair across from Dean.

"So what's this about Dean?" Bobby grumbled out once seated.

"I talked to Sam, and once Jeremy shows up and ends the spell we're going to have a mess on our hands. That bitch put Sam through the wringer." Dean replied angrily.

"Yeah I figured. Anything I need to know about?" Bobby asked hesitantly.

"Just the kid admitted he almost started cutting himself. She did the whole spell to stop him from falling deeper into depression. Oh and throw in the fact he had sex with my double while under her control, he'll have all sorts of issues to deal with." Dean was shaking from the anger he was trying to contain.

"Shit. Well then, we'll just have to be there for the kid, wish we could get him counseling."

"Yeah well, if we could find a supernatural counselor then we'd be good but since I don't know of one, we'll just have to be there for the kid." Dean replied quietly.

"I'll do some research, being prepared will make this easier." Bobby replied hopefully.

"Yeah, I guess. Meanwhile, I just hope I can handle things with Sam so that when he does escape this spell, he won't feel too much guilt over things he did with us."

Bobby chuckled. "So far, he'll just be upset we used him for labor... but he'll get over that. We haven't asked him to do anything we wouldn't normally. There is going to be a delicate balance. You need to keep him comfortable without letting him do something he'll be embarrassed about later."

"Good advice. I'll try my best." Dean replied, relieved that he had Bobby to bounce ideas off of.

Bobby was about to speak again when both men heard Sam shuffling towards them.

Sam entered the living room and Dean could tell from the dark circles under his eyes, that the kid was beat.

"Sammy, you ready for bed?" Dean asked as he stood approaching his brother.

"If you want me to be." Sam replied.

"I think it would be a good idea." Dean responded with a smile.

"Come to bed with me? I-I don't want to be alone." Sam pleaded, his full on puppy dog mode.

Dean could never say no to that look, especially now, considering everything that Sam had been through.

"Sure kid, I could use some sleep too." Dean responded and nodded towards the stairs.

Bobby stood up. "Well I think I'll hit the books and do some research. You can find me in my office if you need me. Night boys."

Sam smiled. "Night, Bobby."

Dean put his hand at the small of Sam's back guiding him and he nodded at Bobby. "Night."

They reached their room and Dean sat down heavily on the twin bed closest to the door. Sam walked in and looked at the room puzzled.

"Sam, your clothes and stuff are on the other bed. Do you want to take a shower before bed?" Dean asked as he watched his brother closely.

"No, I think I'll just … uh, Dean what should I do for bed? Mistress Raven had me wash up and go to bed nude." Sam shuffled uncomfortably in place.

Dean sighed. "Well how about you wash up and put on your normal sleep wear. You do remember what you normally wore before Raven kidnapped you, right?"

Sam looked a Dean and gave him a small smile. "Yes, I remember. Would you like to wash up first?"

"Nah, you go for it Sam, I just want to chill out for a bit." Dean replied as he laid back in bed.

"Okay, I'll be right back." Sam replied as he grabbed his night kit and PJ's out of his duffel bag.

Dean was about to doze when Sam re-entered the room. Scrubbing his hand over his face he realized that he was more tired than he thought. Early bedtime seemed to be the best idea for everybody.

"Hey Sammy, I'm gonna wash up and then we can hit the hay." Dean replied as he slowly got up.

Sam nodded as he moved to put his shave kit back in his duffel bag. The kid seemed a bit withdrawn and quiet but Dean chalked it up to exhaustion. Pulling his own duffel out, he grabbed a t-shirt and boxers along with his shave kit.

Dean quickly took care of washing his face and brushing his teeth. He couldn't get over the feeling that something was up with Sam and wanted to get back to him quickly.

When he re-entered the room, he found Sam standing in the middle of the room, staring into space.

"Sam, why aren't you in bed?" Dean asked in a soft voice as he put his dirty clothes and shave kit away. He didn't want to startle his trance like brother.

Sam slowly brought his attention to Dean. "I wasn't sure what to do. Raven wanted me to sleep in her bed, but ..."

Dean huffed out a frustrated breath. Damn tricksters. "Sam, you can sleep in your own bed."

Dean began to pull back the covers of his own bed, ready to get some much needed sleep, but then he noticed his brother hadn't moved.

"Sammy, what's wrong?" Dean asked as he watched Sam fold his arms and hunch into himself.

"I just feel weird Dean. I want to please you but I feel like you are pushing me away. I want to be near you, with you so that I can please you." Sam's voice was choked with emotion.

"Sam, we can't both sleep in a twin." Dean blurted out frustrated. He felt guilty when Sam flinched at his tone.

"I'm sorry Dean, you're right..." Sam trailed off and began to move towards the other bed.

"Wait Sammy, I didn't mean to snap at you. Do you remember when we were kids and you'd have a nightmare here at Bobby's? Do you remember what we would do?" Dean gave the kid a reassuring smile and was rewarded with a bright smile from Sam in return.

"We'd push the beds together. Can we do that tonight, Dean?" Sam's voice was full of hope.

"Sure thing, but one thing. Try not to kick me with those super long legs of yours." Dean gave Sam a smirk.

Sam chuckled. "I can do that."

"Okay, then let's get these two beds moved together so I can crash. I'm exhausted."

-0-

Dean felt a bit odd sharing a bed with his brother but heck, if it made the kid feel more secure, it was the least he could do. Sam seemed to take comfort in his presence and to be honest, after losing his brother, Dean did find comfort in having Sam close by.

It only took a few minutes before Sam's breathing evened out and Dean could tell his brother was out for the count. Dean settled in listening to the rhythm of his brother's breathing, he had missed that and soon he too was asleep.

-0-

Dean was stuck in Raven's house and couldn't find a way out. He knew he needed to get his brother and leave so he pushed his frustration aside and kept searching. Dean was about to give up when he heard voices coming from a room down a hall.

The door wasn't completely shut and he was able to peer inside. It was a bedroom and two figures were on the bed. What he saw took his breath away, his brother was kneeling in front of a bed and giving someone head. Not just anyone...

It was his double. Sam was licking his double's straining cock. It took a moment to process what was going on, and once he did he wanted to rush in and grab Sam.

Only, if Raven was there, Dean didn't want to walk into a trap. His dad had always stressed the phrases, always be prepared, never rush in. It took a lot of restraint but Dean reeled in the need to grab Sam and tried to spot Raven.

From his angle at the doorway it was hard to make out much more than what was going on- on the bed. In fact, his eyes kept reverting to the spot where his brother was now taking his double down to the root and sucking. His double had a blissful look on his face and Dean couldn't blame him not with the moaning and seductive sounds Sam was making as he sucked him off.

Dean felt himself get excited at the sight in front of him. He knew it was wrong but trying to stay focused on anything but Sam and his mouth wrapped around his clone's cock wasn't happening. Dean felt his own cock become hard and nearing an orgasm.

He shook his head and said "No," giving away his position.

-0-

Dean opened his eyes trying to get the perverted dream out of his head. He knew he would now be sporting a hard on and hoped his brother didn't notice only...

As he let consciousness reclaim him the sensation of his cock wrapped in warm wet heat hit him. He looked down and his eyes locked on his brother's eyes. Sam was looking up with lust blown eyes, his mouth was wrapped obscenely around Dean's cock. The sight almost made him come until he came to his senses.

"Sam, stop, now."

Dean didn't have long to take in his brother's confused expression as Sam moved away from his cock, before he moved quickly to the bathroom trying to pull up his boxers. He thought he heard Sam call out his name, but Dean ignored everything but the need to come and to come now. An orgasm from your brother sucking you off was wrong in so many ways and so he hoped he could stave off the orgasm until he was alone in the bathroom. Luck was on his side there but barely- closing the door just in time to release his building orgasm into the toilet. It was intense and just wrong.

Once he collected himself, guilt set in. Sam wasn't in control but he was, and damn it, if he had not only got hard during a dirty dream about his brother but then had an orgasm from having his brother's lips wrapped around his cock.

He wanted to throw up, or run but neither option was feasible. Sam needed him and was probably alone and confused at the moment. It was up to Dean to fix things and to fix things now.

So he did what Winchesters did best and buried his guilt and moved back to the bedroom.

Sam was rocking in place in the middle of the bed, sobbing. Dean hadn't thought he could feel any lower until he witnessed Sam's breakdown.

"Sammy, dude, it's okay really." Dean was blabbering words of comfort as he approached the bed.

"I'm sorry Dean, you need to punish me. I don't know how to please you. Maybe you should give me to someone else." Sam stuttered out as he looked up at Dean, tears falling down his cheeks.

Dean moved to take Sam into his arms but his little brother tensed- so he pulled back and used a firm voice.

"Sam, listen to me. I think you are doing just fine pleasing me. It's just because of your time with Raven that you are confused on exactly what to do. That will come. I don't want to punish you or get rid of you. I would like to see you stop crying. That would please me."

Dean was relieved when Sam seemed to listen and calm a bit. Sam took a deep breath and let it out.

"What did I do wrong?" Sam asked quietly.

"Raven had you make love to your brother, that has you confused. Brothers don't have intimate relations." Dean replied calmly.

Sam sniffed loudly and looked away. "You were asleep, moaning my name and hard. I thought you wanted me, needed me. I was happy to give you relief, to please you. I'm sorry I messed that up."

Dean sighed. "You know if we weren't brothers this wouldn't be that big a deal. I totally get why you did it and I'm not mad. Just could you try and remember to please me in a brotherly way?"

Sam nodded and gave him a small smile. "I can try."

Dean returned the smile. "Good. So I think I'll take a quick shower. Why don't you go downstairs and make us some coffee?"

Sam wiped at his face. "Yeah, I can do that. Thanks for understanding, Dean."

"No worries, Sammy, no worries." Dean gave his brother a reassuring look as he left the room and then he collapsed on the bed.

-0-

Bobby had just sat down with his first cup of coffee when he heard Sam enter the kitchen. The kid looked liked someone had kicked his puppy. His eyes were downcast and his body slouched into itself.

"Sam, I made some coffee if you want some?" Bobby spoke softly and could still see Sam flinch as he spoke.

"I'm not... I think I'll just sit down and wait for Dean. He wanted me to make coffee but since you already did, I'll just wait." Sam pulled a chair out opposite Bobby and sat down.

Bobby took in what the kid had said and decided that maybe the kid's funk was a result of not getting to make coffee for his brother like he was ordered to do.

"Sam, you can always make the second pot of coffee. Dean and I can easily finish off two pots." Bobby hoped that his offer would cheer the kid up some.

Sam didn't really react other than to nod his head.

"Sam, is something bothering you?" Bobby decided that being blunt might be the best way to figure things out.

Sam looked up and sighed. "I messed up this morning. I thought that Dean needed me and I reacted without asking and it wasn't the brotherly thing to do."

Bobby winced; he could only imagine what that comment meant and what came to mind wasn't pretty. Poor kid was confused and they were going to have to help him work through all of it even the awkward moments. He had hoped they would avoid anything that would make Sam feel guilty later, but it looked like that was not the case.

"Sam, I'm sure that Dean isn't upset with you is he?" Bobby asked as he took a long drink of coffee.

Sam shook his head. "No, he was nice to me but I want to please him and I keep messing up."

Bobby cleared his throat and shifted in his chair as he worked on a response in his head. "Seems to me Sam, that you please Dean very much by just being his brother."

Sam nodded. "Yeah, he said that I needed to stick to pleasing him in a brotherly way. I just need to remember what that is, being with Mistress Raven has confused me."

Bobby gave the kid a reassuring smile, "It will come kid, it will come. Why don't you fix yourself a cup of coffee?"

Sam gave him a small smile. "Okay, thanks Bobby."

Bobby knew they had a long road ahead of them and there would be bumps in the road but watching Sam trying to move past what happened to him with Raven gave him hope.

-0-

Dean took a cold shower as punishment for his earlier actions. It still didn't keep his mind from focusing on what had happened and if all the thoughts had been guilty thoughts, life would be manageable, but unfortunately he kept remembering how Sam looked as he sucked him off. The kid's eyes full of lust... damn he needed to stop this.

He quickly dressed and made his way downstairs. Dean could hear Sam and Bobby's voices as he approached the kitchen, taking a calming breath he entered the room, nodding at the two hunters as he made his way to the coffee pot.

"Morning, Dean." Bobby grumbled out from his spot at the table.

"Yeah, morning. God, do I need this cup of coffee." Dean replied as he quickly fixed himself a mug.

As he approached the table he could see his brother worrying his bottom lip and looking a bit upset.

"I-I would have fixed yours for you but I didn't want it to get cold." Sam's words were rushed and unsure.

"Sam, its fine really. You did good. I hate cold coffee and to be honest I like pouring my own coffee."

Dean replied with a reassuring smile.

Sam seemed to relax a bit as he shifted in his chair. "Do you have plans for me today?"

Dean sighed, keeping up with Sam's need to please was definitely becoming tiring. "I hadn't really thought about it much. Maybe you could do something for Bobby?"

Bobby glared at Dean and then replied. "Well, I do have some recent bookwork that I've fallen behind on with the business. Sam, do you remember when you were a teen and you helped me organize my files?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah, they were a mess."

"Well, they're definitely in worse shape now. Could you maybe help me with those? I know it is kind of boring..."

Dean needed a break from Sam's neediness and saw this as a great opportunity so he jumped in. "Sam, I think that is a great idea. You could do something useful for Bobby and that would leave me open to work on the car."

"Okay, I can do that if it will please you, Dean." Sam gave Dean a small smile.

"Good, sounds good to me." Dean replied as Bobby kicked him under the table.

Bobby sighed. "Fine, after breakfast, I'll dig the bookwork out for you Sam."

Dean could tell that Bobby felt bad making the kid wade through his messy business files but it made Dean feel a bit lighter. He wanted to do right by Sam but the constant need was a bit wearing. It reminded him of babysitting a six year old Sam who wanted to tag along and do everything with his big brother. As a ten year old, that had been wearing but this almost seemed worse.

Dean just hoped that once the trickster fixed Sam, the clinginess and need to please would go away and he could work on getting his brother back. God he missed his pain in the ass, confident, little brother.

TBC

A/N: Thanks for reading! I have two more to post and that will do it. A big thanks to those who have reviewed. :)