Obsession 2

Sam kept Dean in the chains, but he did remove the blindfold.

They were still in the hotel room. Funny - Dean had expected to be in some skanky warehouse somewhere.

Sam had just shrugged when Dean had voiced this thought.

"How would I be able to make sure no-one came in?"

Every night, he'd jerk Dean off, mumbling filthy words into his neck. Every night, Dean came. It was almost Pavlovian. When Sam entered - always carrying some kind of favourite food of Dean's, Dean was almost always already half mast. He couldn't stop himself. Now they'd entered this stupid fucked up relationship where his brother - who was also his… captor? Lover? He wasn't exactly sure- kept him locked up for fear he'd run (Not that he would. Ever.) he'd began noticing things.

Like Sam's stupid floppy hair. All he could think about was how he'd like to pull on it as Sam sucked him off, staring up at him with those puppy eyes.

Those big hands, grasping his face, pulling him closer for a kiss. Or wrapped around his dick as Dean fucked into him from behind…

So yeah. He had some pretty non-brotherly thoughts about his brother. In his defence, Sam had started it.

Sam was coming in now, balancing a pie in one hand, a pizza box in the other, and slamming the door behind him with his foot. He dropped the food onto the table.

"Is that pie?" Dean couldn't help himself. He loved pie. Not as much as this weird thing he had going on with his brother, but pretty close.

Sam grinned. "Yeah. But first, I'm gonna suck your cock."

Dean inhaled sharply. "Sam…"

Sam dropped to his knees, still grinning innocently. He grasped Dean's dick with one hand, leaning forward, and swallowing Dean down. Dean's hips thrust forward involuntarily. Sam gagged, backing up.

"Dude! What the hell?" he coughed, glaring up at his big brother.

"Well how was I supposed to know you'd do that? I'm only human Sam! What'd you expect?"

Sam glared at him, still coughing. He remained silent.

"Wait… Is this the first time you've ever given someone a blow job?"

Sam shrugged miserably, instantly reverting back to whiny little brother of yesteryear, who went all sullen and refused to talk whenever Dean teased him.

Dean couldn't help himself. He knew he shouldn't, knew he'd probably get a serious case of blue balls for it, but this was worth it.

He laughed. A lot.

Sam glared at him, arms folded, mouth pouting. When Dean's laugh had calmed down, only the occasional snigger forcing its way past his lips, Sam stood up and headed towards the bathroom.

"Aww Sammy, where you goin? Come on Sam, don't be like that! I just thought…"

The door slammed shut behind his bitchy brother. Well how was Dean supposed to know it was the first bj his brother had ever given?

Clearly, he'd been spending too much time with his right hand (and casa erotica) and not enough experimenting with other people. What else was college for?

Besides which, his brother had been so confident, so fluid. Dean had expected him to be an expert.

Confidence had a lot to answer for in Dean's mind. If his brother had even hesitated in front of him, or maybe not attempted to deep throat him in his first experience of a cock in his mouth, Dean would have played it a bit more cool.

As it was, his brother was in a strop and Dean was hard, alone and not even able to jerk off. And, his stomach reminded him, he was hungry dammit!

This was not the way he'd expected the evening to go.

This was not the way Sam had expected the evening to go. Dean was not supposed to realise that Sam had never done that before.

Okay, so maybe Sam had got a bit overzealous, with the whole acting like Dean's dick was a lollipop thing. But, that was how those woman in porn did it.

And he knew porn wasn't real life, but he'd hoped…

Never mind what he'd hoped. It wasn't like he'd expected Dean to gasp out his undying love in the throes of passion or anything…

But he really really wanted Dean to fuck him. Until he was able to release his brother - when he knew he'd always love him, never leave him, they'd stay together forever, happy - he was reduced to rubbing one out in front of Dean.

His brother had stared, wide eyed, the first time Sam had done it. Upon Sam's climax, Dean had groaned and he had noticed Dean's spent cock twitching where it lay.

So he knew his brother loved him. He knew his brother was sexually attracted to him, but was it enough? Was it anything like the all encompassing love Sam felt for his brother? The constant urge to just have him near, to touch him, stroke him, love him.

He'd gone to Stanford when his touches had started getting too much, turning casual brushes into caresses. His dad had noticed, Sam knew he had. He hadn't said anything, but Sam could see it in his eyes.

John'd probably have blamed the both of them - even though Dean had nothing to do with Sam's sick fantasies.

When Dean had returned, persuading him away from safe with just a few short words and a promise, he'd barely thought about it, agreeing before he knew it.

He'd left Jess, beautiful Jess with her long blonde hair, who was just as messed up as Sam. And when he'd left her, she'd burned.

He would never forgive himself for that.

Eventually, his pain had subsided slightly. He'd began noticing his brother again. The disgust he'd felt with himself when his buried feelings returned had been enough to throw him towards any warm willing body.

With a guy, he'd always topped. He was saving himself for his brother. He let others jerk him off, even reciprocated, but he'd never given a blow job. Sam had just assumed he'd know what to do when it came to it.

He groaned, burying his head in his hands. He was still hard.

With a few swift strokes of his hand he was coming, hard and fast - not anything like he'd felt when he could feel Dean's green eyes burning into him, just a sense of relief.

Sam heard a groan coming from the room next door, then a shout of triumph. Moving quickly, he pulled open the door, dreading what he'd see.

Dean stood in the middle of the room freed from the ceiling, hands still manacled together.

"Hey Sammy."

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