…. Ok, I know that it's been a while, but I have a valid excuse! My mom died and I've been really out of it. But I'm finally back on track and am not sure if I remember the exact story line I had in mind, sooooo, I'm winging it. Now I've decided to add a bit of Wincest. Lets just say that Sam is fucked in the head, and I don't know whether he will end up with Cas and Dean, or against them. If you have anything you would like to see happen within a chapter let me know and I might be able to work it in! AND I NEED A BETA! NOW ONTO CHAPTER 4!

P.S. I don't own Supernatural, because if I did there would be gay floating off the screen.

As soon as the pie was in Dean's sight he completely forgot about everything around them and just began to eat. He loved pie about as much as he loved Sam. If there was a chose between pie and Sam, pie would loose by a very small margin.

So, when Cas offered his pie, he figured the argument could wait until he finished this pie. The only problem was, he didn't want to finish the pie. Something was welding up in the pit of his stomach and he didn't like it. It was almost like he was afraid of Cas' reaction to whatever it was that he was going to say.

He looked at Cas threw his eyelashes, only to immediately look away. The half-angel was looking at him like he was a piece of meat. What scared him the most was the shiver that ran down his spine and straight to his cock. He shifted in his seat, trying to make sure Cas didn't notice his suddenly tight pants.

"Are you finished?" Castiel asked, making Dean jump in surprise. "Y-Yeah." He let the container fall to the ground kept his face turned away from the other male. "Dean..." Dean kept his face stubbornly pointed away. "Dean. Face me." Again, Dean didn't look, ignoring the warning in Cas' voice. Suddenly he felt that hand at the back of his neck again, forcing his face to Cas'. The look in the other man's eyes was one of complete anger.

"Mate does what I tell him." Cas growled out. Although the larger more dominate part of Dean screamed to apologize and beg for forgiveness, the small part of Dean's will flared to life in rebellion.

"I don't belong to you Cas! Now let go!" He struggled against the tightening grip. "Submit or I will punish you." Cas said, voice low and dangerous. "Fuck you! Let me go!" Cas growled and forced Dean to lay back on the bench. Cas pushed Dean's legs open and pressed himself against Dean. Dean froze, fear welding inside of him.

"You really gunna rape me?" His voice was so small, his will to fight replaced by fear and confusion. Castiel was his angel, he would never hurt him... Right? "Cas?" All he got in reply was a growl and another rub against his treacherous cock, that was hardening at the thought of Cas claiming him, overpowering him.

"Cas..." He whispered, his body suddenly shacking in fear. A small voice in the back of his head was telling him that he shouldn't have disobeyed his alpha, the person who saved him, who owns him. The other side of him didn't like the fact that he was suddenly so helpless, how was he going to protect Sam if he couldn't even protect himself.

Suddenly the pressure on his neck let up, and he looked at the half angel questionably. "I am sorry Dean, it seems as if this is not as simple as I originally thought. You must be more careful. Until I can control myself properly I don't know what dangers could befall you." Dean shifted uncomfortably. "Alright, whatever. Can you get off." Suddenly there was a grin on Castiel's face. "No, I don't think I will." Dean's eyes went wide and Cas leaned forward and pressed their lips together.

Dean wanted to scream, wanted to yell bloody murder, instead he moaned into the kiss and wrapped his arms around the other's neck and pulled him closer, hips jutting up to meet Cas'.

Sam Winchester had always loved his brother. Ever since they were small Dean was his world. As he got older he began to notice that sometimes when Dean would hug him, he would get hard. Or when he pretended to have a nightmare and Dean crawled into his bed, he would press himself as close as he could to his brother. As they both got older Dean began to hook up with other people, so Sam began to go against the rules, to show whatever bitch Dean was with that he always came first. Sam knew he was a selfish bastered, but it was Dean's fault really. If he wasn't so fixated on pleasing Sam, he never would have fallen in love.

Dean was a constant, no matter how many times he left Dean, he knew that the moment he called, his brother would always take him back. Sure, he slept around with women, but none of them could ever hold a match to him. If Dean ever did fall in love all Sam had to do was say the word and Dean would dump the bitch and be by his side again.

That was why when Dean was dragged to Hell, he turned to Ruby. Their sex was violent and hateful. He couldn't count how many times he slammed into her and wished she was Dean, then beat her for not really being him. Not the it mattered, the slut asked for it, begged for it.

When Dean came back, things were different, and Sam didn't like it. Suddenly some bitch angel thought that he owned Dean. Calling on Dean when he was alone, Ignoring Sam and only talking with Dean. The stupid angel rubbed him the wrong way, but he played it off. He let Dean think that the looks were because he was uncomfortable with the fact that Cas thought he was a freak. Obviously Dean had taken his side.

But he had fucked up and walked away from Dean. He thought it would be like all the other times, but when he had called his older brother, he heard Castiel in the background and could hear Dean's laughter spilling through the phone at whatever was said. So, he decided he needed to get back to Dean. He apologized, but Dean hung up on him – Telling him that they made each other weak. Without Ruby there, he took the girl he was working with and had sex with her.

He began to call Dean repeatedly. He didn't answer, and that pissed him off more. How dare his Dean not answer? After almost two days he stopped trying to call and began to take the girl whenever he could, pounded into her as she screamed for more. He hated sluts.

Then, about two days later, while he was taking out his frustrations on his co-worker once again, his cell rang. He stopped mid thrust and opened the phone, placing a hand over the girl's mouth so Dean wouldn't hear her. Dean told him that they were meeting at Bobby's in two days before hanging up. He was annoyed that Dean hung up on him, but pleased that his older brother finally gave into him once again. He pulled out of the girl and let her fall to the ground. "See ya." He ignored her cries and got into his new truck, and drove himself to Bobby's, evil smile spread across his lips.

Cas ' will be in the next chapter, I'm kinda rusty so give me some time please. Leave a review PLEASE! Tell me what you think!