Here is the second chapter. Enjoy
The tension that filled the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. Dean hadn't moved from his chair and Sam sat stiffly on the edge of the bed. Every now and then Sam would flash quick glances over at Dean before gulping and turning away.
Dean had never been so nervous in his entire life. This was bad, really bad. It had been bad enough when he had found out he had fucked a sixteen year old, but now he had to sit across the room from the before mentioned sixteen year old while his very large father sat not three feet away. Dean was sure if it came to a fight he could take Pete, but he'd get the shit beaten out of him in the process.
Dean watched Sam out of the corner of his eyes. Sam sat with his back straight and body tense like a rabbit ready to run, his slight muscles showed through his shirt and his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed nervously but Dean was more interested in his face. Sam's eyes were wide and Dean got a perfect view of his stunning chocolate brown eyes, his skin looked smooth and creamy while his lips provoked dirty images to spring into Dean's mind. God how he would give anything to feel those lips on his again or wrapped around his cock. Sam was beautiful and Dean wanted him more then he had ever wanted anybody. He was the definition of temptation.
"Dean"
Dean flinched as he felt a hand slap him on the back of head.
"What?" he asked as he tore his eyes away from Sam
"Pete and I are going to do some interviews. You stay here"
"What?" panic building in his chest. Alone? With Sam?
"I'm still pissed at you. So you get to baby sit." John smirked
"I don't need a babysitter" Sam protested.
"Shut up kid. Or do you want to tell me why you didn't come back to the motel last night?" Pete questioned.
Sam said nothing, just lowered his head and stared at the floor.
"Alright then. We'll be back in a few hours" Pete smiled before leaving the room.
John frowned a little at Pete's words and for a second Dean was afraid John had figured it out, but the moment of panic passed and he followed Pete out of the room leaving Sam and Dean alone together.
"Shit" Sam mumbled from the bed.
"Tell me about it"
"What are we going to do?"
"Do? We do nothing. We pretend last night or this morning never happened" Dean answered.
Dean and Sam sat in silence. Both trying to think of something to say.
"How did this happen? All the guys in that bar who would have quite happily took me home and fucked my brains out and I chose the one who knows my dad. This is the one night stand from hell" Sam ranted as he stood up from the bed.
"Aren't you a little young for that?" Dean asked incredulous.
"Excuse me?"
"Well you're sixteen. What kind of sixteen year old picks up random guys at bars?"
"What kind of twenty-nine year old man fucks sixteen old boys?" Sam counted angrily.
"The kind who thinks the sixteen year old boy is twenty-fucking-one." Dean spat.
Sam rolled his eyes before sighing sadly and sitting back down on the bed.
"You're right. I know it's dangerous and I know that one night I'm going to go home with someone and I'll end up realising I'm in way over my head"
"Then why do you do it?" Dean asked confused.
"I don't. Last night was the first time" Sam admitted.
"What?"
"Every town we go to I always end up in some bar thinking tonight's the night but I never have the guts to it. Until last night. I saw you and you didn't seem like the normal creeps who inhabit the bars at night."
"I'm sorry" Dean whispered.
"Why? Last night was wonderful"
"Maybe so, but I should have known better. And in case you haven't noticed this has kinda come back to bite us in the ass" Dean smiled a little.
"Yeah" Sam chuckled.
"So . . . Was I any good?" Dean asked with a smirk.
"Well judging by the fact I couldn't remember my own name, I'd say you were bloody brilliant"
Dean smirked as he noticed the blush which spread across Sam's cheeks and down his neck.
"That good huh?"
"Smug bastard"
"Bitch"
"Jerk"
"We shouldn't be doing this" Dean protested as Sam pushed him against the wall.
"I do a lot things I shouldn't"
"That doesn't reassure me" Dean mumbled.
"What about this?" Sam asked as he leaned forward and kissed Dean roughly.
Dean moaned as Sam's tongue pushed its way into his mouth. The heat was amazing, it was kissing fire. Sam pushed his body flush against him, causing Dean to groan.
"That helped" Dean panted as he and Sam broke away for air.
Dean sighed in defeat as Sam cupped the curve of his erection through his jeans, he was so going to hell for this. Sam applied just the right amount of pressure causing Dean's breath to catch in his throat.
"Just let go" Sam murmured against Dean's lips.
"You're so young." Dean groaned, tyring one last time to put a stop to what was about to happen.
"I'm old enough to know what I want" Sam promised.
Dean whimpered as Sam squeezed at his cock causing pleasure to shoot up his spine. He couldn't stop himself, he thrust his hips against Sam's hand and knew he had lost the argument. Sam smiled as he saw Dean give in and dropped to his knees. As he reached out to pull Dean's zipper, Dean grabbed his hand and forced him to make eye contact. He knew what Dean needed.
"I want this" he put as much reassurance in his voice as he could and smiled when Dean nodded his head slightly and released his wrist.
Returning to the task at hand, Sam lowered his gaze to Dean's crotch. Sam slowly pulled the zipper down and smirked as Dean moaned shakily as he erection was tugged free of the unyielding denim, Sam was separated from Dean's cock by only the thin material of his boxers.
Leaning forward, Sam placed his mouth of Dean's cloth covered erection and hummed as he tasted the faint hint of Dean. By this time Dean was a mess, he hadn't felt like this since he had been a kid, full of hormones and ready to explode at the slightest touch. Sam continued sucking noisily, making a wet slurping sound and smiled when he felt Dean begin to shake.
"How can I not remember this?" Dean whispered as he felt his knees go weak.
"I promise you'll remember this"
Sam moved away from Dean and stood up, feeling a rush of power when he heard Dean whimper from the loss.
"Why did you stop?" Dean panted.
"Get on the bed" Sam demanded.
Sam usually wasn't dominate when it came to sex but he knew the only way Dean would really feel comfortable with what they were about to do, was if he took charge. At least in the beginning. Although Sam had to admit he like the feeling he got when Dean did what he told him to do. Dean sighed as his head hit the pillow, he had officially reached the point of no return. Sam smiled at the sight of Dean spread out on the bed, face flushed and legs spread with pre-cum leaking out through his boxers. Sam wiggled his way onto the bed and tried to find the best position that would give him access to Dean, but not crush any of Dean's limbs. Once he had settled in between the spread legs he slowly begun to massage Dean's thighs, pinching the sensitive skin lightly. He held Dean's hips in place as he tried to thrust up, trying to gain friction.
"Come on Sammy" Dean whispered.
"Sammy?"
"Can we not talk about nicknames now?" Dean groaned.
"Sure" Sam chuckled.
Sam traced his fingers over the waistband of the boxers, dipping them underneath.
"Please"
"Please what?"
"You know what" Dean grunted.. Thrusting his hips upwards.
"Nope sorry. You'll have to tell me what you want" he goaded.
"I want you to blow me" Dean grumbled.
"I'm sorry I didn't quite hear that"
"I want your mouth on my dick" Dean said forcefully.
"That's better"
Sam curled his fingers around the elastic of the boxers and pulled them down slowly, releasing Dean fully. Dean nearly whimpered as the cold air hit his erection and sighed as it was finally allowed to spring free. Sam stared in awe at Dean's cock. It was longer then his own but his was thicker. The mushroom head dribbled pre-cum and a thick vein ran from base to tip.
Sam curled his hand around the base and marvelled at the heat that emitted from it. It was hot and heavy in his hand and Sam loved it. It was different then touching his own and he wondered if Dean like the same thing he did. He began to move his hand in forceful strokes. Loose on the down stroke and tighter on the up stroke. He grew in confidence as he heard Dean gasping above him. He watched as the tip grew to a angry shade of red and decided to take pity on Dean. He swallowed the tip whole and nearly gagged as Dean thrust upwards.
"Sorry" Dean panted out.
Sam didn't answer, he just continued suck and after realising he couldn't take all of Dean in his mouth without his gag reflex acting up, he focused the attentions of his mouth on the tip while his hand took care of the base. Sam's free hand accidentally brushed against Dean's balls and he got a yelp of pleasure in return. Smirking around the cock in his mouth, he reached over and started to play lightly with Dean's sack and was startled at the reaction he got. Dean arched his back and let out a long husky groan. Sam continued to play with Dean's balls, tugging gently and rolling them around in his hand , all while his tongue swirled and twisted around the head of the cock.
Dean could feel the burn in his stomach increase and he knew he was close. When he felt his balls try to tug closer to his body he knew he had to warn Sam.
"Sammy I'm gonna . . . . ." he couldn't finish because instead of pulling away, Sam tightened his lips and started to hum low in his throat.
"Fuck"
Dean came hard into Sam's mouth and watched amazed as Sam swallowed every last drop. Pulling away as Dean went limp in his mouth. Sam licked the remaining cum from his mouth and looked up at Dean.
"Yum"
"You're something else kid" Dean groaned when he remembered how to speak.
"Can you not call me kid?" Sam winced.
"Sorry" he apologised.
"It's okay"
"Do you want me to return the favour?" Dean asked as remembered Sam hadn't been touched.
"It's fine" Sam blushed.
"Come on. I want to" Dean protested with a smirk.
"No really it's fine" Sam moved to show Dean the cum stain on his jeans and his very flaccid penis.
"Christ"
"I came when you did" Sam admitted.
"You're going to be the death of me"
"No, my dad's going to be the death of you" Sam chuckled.
"Way to ruin the moment"
"What are we going to do about this?" Sam asked as Dean came out of the shower.
"I don't know" he admitted.
"I don't want this to end" Sam mumbled, not moving his eyes from the floor.
"Neither do I Sammy. Neither do I"
"What if we just don't tell anybody?"
"Sammy" Dean moved over to bed and sat down next to Sam. "You're too young. Do you know the kind of stress keeping this secret from your dad could do to you?"
"You mean more then the stress of hunting ghosts, or being sixteen and having killed people?" Sam asked. "Why can't I just be happy?"
"This isn't some teenage forbidden romance Sam" Dean explained.
"I know that! I'm young, not naïve. I know that chances are this thing between us will last a couple of months at best. But can't we just enjoy what we have know?" Sam pushed.
Dean sighed and grabbed Sam's face in his hands. "I decide the pace we move at. And if this gets anymore dangerous we stop. And if you want to stop this or you ever feel uncomfortable with something, you tell me"
"Yes" Sam agreed smiling.
Dean smiled in return and leant down to kiss Sam softly.
"You're a lot more mature then any sixteen year old I've ever met." Dean murmured.
"This job can do that"
"Tell me about it"
Dean jumped as his phone started to vibrate against the bedside table. Picking it up he read the text message.
"Our dad's are on the way back. They'll be here in twenty minutes"
"Well it had to end sooner or later" Sam sighed.
"Are you sure you can keep this a secret?" Dean asked worried.
"I've been keeping secrets from my dad for years. I can keep this one" Sam chuckled, giving Dean a kiss.
"I'll order some pizza" Dean said as he slowly pulled away.
Sam sighed as he watched Dean walk into the kitchen. This was going to be harder then he thought as casual as he was around Dean about how doubtful it was their relationship would last, but judging by the way butterflies whirled in his stomach every time Dean was near. Sam was pretty sure he was falling in love.
Well there's the second chapter. Hope you enjoyed it. please review. :)