Chapter 2:

Tag to Dark Side of the Moon: Warnings – graphic reference to Noncon / Child Abuse

They had been driving for a few hours when Sam started to moan in his sleep. "No! Please."

Cas' expression became pained as Dean looked worriedly from the front seat. "Another nightmare? I thought those ended a long time ago."

Cas stared out the window as he replied. "He still gets them from time to time. My sleeping powers must be low because he should have been able to sleep longer without nightmares than this." Cas sighed and looked at Dean for the first time since they entered the Impala. "Should I wake him? He needs sleep, but I don't like to see him like this."

Dean paused, thinking, but replied. "Wake him up."

"Sammy, wake up." Sam groggily sat up, glancing over at Dean who was asleep next to him. He opened his mouth to ask what his dad wanted, but John covered it quickly. "It's a surprise. Be quiet so you don't wake up Dean. Come with me Sam."

Sam followed into his father's bedroom, sleepily rubbing his eyes. As soon as he entered, John covered his mouth with his hand again, before shoving a gag in his mouth. Sam panicked and tried to fight as his father shoved his roughly onto the bed. John easily overpowered the boy and handcuffed his hands to the headboard.

Sam continued to struggle as John spoke quietly to him. "You were a bad boy today Sam." Sam shook his head furiously, trying to dispute it. John punched him in the stomach. "Don't lie. I know what you did. You broke Dean's toy, didn't you?" Tears formed in Sam's eyes, but he didn't try to deny it. "I told you. You were bad today. First, you get my wife killed, your own mother. You evil little boy." John sneered angrily as he pulled Sam's pants and underwear down. "Now, you're trying to ruin your brother's life."

John yanked off Sam's pants and underwear and threw them across the room. He proceeded to cut off Sam's shirt, so the boy was naked and trembling on the bed. " Now, I'm going to teach you a lesson. You'll probably even like it. I can't have my Mary, but I can have you. Any way I like it, any time I want. And Dean will never know about it. Do you know why you won't tell him? Because you deserve it. You deserve every second of what I give you and you'll like it to boot. You'll love the way I touch you and the way I feel inside you because you are an evil whore and that's what evil little whores do. They let people fuck them and hurt them and they like every second of it."

John ran his hands roughly down Sam's body, before engulfing his flaccid penis in his mouth. Unwillingly, Sam became halfway aroused. He didn't understand why his body felt good, but his mind was screaming that this was wrong. John stopped and slipped a small tight ring around Sam's penis, still rubbing and caressing. "See I knew you'd like it." John removed his own pants with one hand while he continued to coax Sam into a full hard-on.

When John had fully disrobed, Sam's eyes were wild with confusion and his body was thrusting into John's hand. John laughed and used his belt to whip and abuse Sam's penis. Sam screamed into the gag at the pain, but John ignored him. After a while, John discarded the belt and climbed on top of a tear-filled and unwillingly aroused Sam.

"Now comes the fun part." He said happily, rubbing his own enormous erection. Sam squirmed, not knowing what could be worse than what had already happened. John grabbed Sam's thighs and spread his innocent boy's legs and thrust in violently. Sam screamed a muffled cry that continued as his father thrust angrily and forcefully inside of him.

John made his thrusts precise, so that while Sam was in immense pain his prostate was prodded with every thrust sending painful urges to his abused crotch. Nearing his climax, john started rubbing Sam's penis in time with his thrusts, saying. "I know you like this. Show me how much Sam. You are such a bad boy. Do you like your punishment Sam?" Sam shook his head crying in his pain and shame as his father slipped the small ring off his penis and Sam had his first orgasm, unwanted and forced. This was what John was waiting for. He thrust harder into Sam as Sam's muscles tightened around him. Soon he came with a growl and he fell on top of Sam.

After a few minutes John rolled off, but did not untie Sam. Instead, he watched with pleasure as blood and cum dripped out of the crying, shaking boy. He inserted his fingers into Sam's ass, playing with the mess he had caused. Sam continued to cry, trying to curl into a ball, but not being allowed to as his father restrained him. John laughed maniacally at Sam's discomfort and leaned up to whisper in his ear. "I know what you want. You want to go again don't you? Well, don't worry; we'll being doing this a lot more often, now that I know how much you like it. A lot more often." Sam sobbed and continued fighting his restraints.

"Sam! Sam, please wake up!" Cas said urgently, shaking Sam's shoulder gently as he ran his other hand through Sam's hair. "Sam!"

Sam sat bolt upright, looking around wildly. Realizing who was next to him, he threw himself into Cas's arms. "Please. Please don't let him hurt me. I'll be good. Please."

The pained look in Cas's eyes tripled before he closed them and gently wrapped his arms around Sam. "Shhh. It's okay. No one will hurt you. I won't let him get you. It's okay now. I promise. It's okay."

Hearing his brother's next words, Dean nearly crashed the car, before pulling over to the side of the road.

"Make him stop. I don't want daddy to hurt me anymore. Please. Please make him stop."

Cas tightened his grip as he felt the car jerk to a halt, while murmuring assurances of "He won't. He won't. I promise."

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