Sam looked around and saw nothing, he kept walking until he heard a familiar voice coming from the wagon in front of him, "Celeste …harder, suck it harder I'm almost there."

Sam peeked in the window and Castiel was blowing his brother, his own dick tingled from the memory of his great blow job and kinky dream. Sam watched as Dean finished over the angel's face and wondered if they would remember this afterward. Sam knew he would and carefully filed it away for the next time he wanted to jack off.

He knocked on the door and Celeste answered, her eyes opened wide and she looked back at Denton, "Who is it beautiful?" She hissed in Sam's ear, "What are you doing here? I'm an engaged woman now, don't ruin this for me."

Sam looked past her and waved to Denton, "Hey its Sammy, don't punch me ok?" he bravely stepped in as Denton finished dressing for the afternoon show. He grabbed his whip and hung it on his belt, "What do you want? I have to go, the show starts in half an hour."

Sam held his shoulders and looked directly into his eyes, "Don't you know who I am?" Denton shoved him to the side and kissed Celeste, "Yeah the jackass that was hitting on my fiancée, get rid of him sugar, I gotta go." Celeste watched him leave then touched Sam's face, "Did you come back for seconds?" She winked at him and brushed past Sam laughing as she walked away.

…..

Denton stepped into the middle of the ring and raised his arms, the crowd applauded and several ladies threw their handkerchiefs trying to get the handsome mans attention. "Thank you all for coming to our afternoon show, I'm sure this first act will amaze you, how many of you would believe a man can consume fire?" a murmur went through the crowd, "Put your hands together for this demon that claims to have come from the very depths of Hell itself and while there learned the mystical ability of consuming fire , The Magnificent Crowley."

Sam was in the wings drinking a root beer and almost choked when he heard the name, into the center ring stepped Crowley dressed in a crisp white shirt, velvet waist coat and pants. He waved to the crowd and clapped his hands, two men came out carrying a bucket of hot coals on a rail and two torches.

There were gasps from the crowd as he pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and dropped it into the bucket, it burst into flames. "How many of you would enjoy watching a real demon eat fire?" They applauded loudly, Crowley put his hand up to his ear, "I can't hear you." The applause that came next was deafening, "Ah, that is better, now for my assistant the lovely Celeste."

She walked out and catcalls came from around the audience, Celeste did a spin, backed against Crowley and rolled her hips seductively then ran her nails over the demons face. The men went wild over her actions, a few women got up and left.

Crowley grabbed her around the waist and whispered, "What a naughty little tart you are Castiel, maybe when this is all over I could bend you over something and have at that untouched ass of yours." Celeste looked back at him and a flicker of recognition was there and then vanished. "That's not my name sweetheart, I'm engaged so no thanks."

Crowley licked her ear and whispered, "I wont tell if you don't," he slapped her on the bottom, she shot him daggers and went to stand next to Denton. Denton watched the Scotsman as he lit the end of a torch and proceeded to in fact, eat the fire.

The audience loved his showmanship and the shocking display. After half an hour of performing he took his bow and walked off. Denton grabbed him by the shirt and pointed to Celeste, "See that gal right there? She is my fiancée, don't ever touch her again."

Crowley poked his finger in Denton's chest, "Look here big boy, first off I'm going to lick out her sweet honey pot, then I'm going to plow that fertile, virgin hole of hers. By the time I get done with her she wont remember your bloody name or walk straight for week."

Denton swung at him in a rage but Crowley move out of the way. "Maybe I can turn her out after that, make a little extra money."

Sam ran over to intervene getting between the two of them, he didn't want Dean to get hurt. Crowley grabbed Sam's arm and squeezed, "You better keep your dog on a leash Winchester, I'm just having a bit of fun." Crowley bent Sam backward and kissed him hard then dropped Sam on the ground and vanished. Celeste gasped, "Where did he go, is that part of the act?"

Denton grabbed her hand and brought her out to center ring, "Ladies and Gentleman I have an announcement to make, I asked this lovely creature to be my wife and she said yes, come back closing night and watch the ceremony right here at center ring."

…..

Sam went backstage and sat glumly on a barrel wondering if he would ever find a door home, or even a spell he could put together to rescue them all. Crowley appeared in front of him, "Hello Sam, normally I wouldn't consider this but how about if one of us finds a way back we could help the other."

Sam looked up at him and couldn't believe his was saying this, "What you mean is if I find a way back, because if you do I'm sure you are going to leave us here. If you shake on it, make a deal then I'll agree to it."

Sam stuck out his hand, Crowley shook it, "Well then I guess we have an understanding, a gentleman's agreement. Of course while I'm stuck here it doesn't mean I can't make things miserable for you all. Sam you make an attractive clown, maybe you missed your calling."

"Shut up Crowley, you know I hate clowns."

Crowley chuckled, "Exactly."

"You know what I hope Crowley? I hope in one of these stupid places you don't remember who you are, then lets see how smart your mouth is."

….

Celeste went back to her wagon, luckily Sam was able to drag out the dead clown and stash him before she found out. She slid her silk stockings off and undressed, then put on her dressing gown. Celeste turned the diamond ring around and around on her finger and smiled. Mateo grabbed her finger and stared at the shiny object then started to chatter, "Oh Mateo, you know you will always be my number one fella."

She sat brushing her long dark hair and dreamed of settling down, having kids and a normal life just like everyday people. Celeste was removing her makeup and admired her own blue eyes. They had opened many doors for her, opportunities were endless for a pretty girl loaded with charm.

Suddenly the room grew dark with the shadow of wings, she caught a glimpse of them in the mirror, turned around quickly and they were gone. "I must be going nuts or something." She faced the mirror again and there they were behind her and that's when Celeste realized she was the one the wings belonged to.

….

Sam gave it another shot and knocked on door, Denton opened it and was in a robe and ready for bed, "What do you want Sammy?" Sam pushed past him and sat down, "Seriously now, you don't know me?" he looked at his brother desperately and grabbed his hands in his.

Denton stared at the pretty boy in front of him and wicked thoughts filled his head, he didn't know why. Denton was engaged to a beautiful girl and world was his but this boy made him feel lustful and he tried to push those feelings down.

"So you think I'm supposed to know you, who are you to me kid?"

Sam hugged his waist, "I'm your little brother." Denton closed his eyes and his breathing quickened as he felt the strong young arms wrapped around him. "You're my little brother? Pretty odd thing to suggest but I like it, lets play pretend." He stood Sam up and looked his hazel eyes, "I don't know why you make me feel like this, I love the ladies but you…you make me want you."

Sam figured it was worth a shot and he grabbed his brother kissing him passionately, Denton worked the boy's bottom in his hands and it felt familiar. The boys flesh, his musk, his pretty smile, Denton felt dizzy from the contact and sat on the bed. "What did you do, cast a spell on me or something? Its like...I don't know, we did this before. It feels right."

"That's because we have, many times since we were kids. I love you Dean doesn't that ring any bells in your head?" Denton looked at the empty whiskey glass and poured himself another, "Look kid, I'm kind of drunk so I can't understand what you're babbling about."

Sam missed his brother and felt like he was losing him to this world, he sat back down and cried in frustration. Denton got on his knees and held Sam's face, "Hey don't cry, someone as cute as you are should never have a sad expression." He took his thumbs and wiped under Sam's eyes, then he kissed him. He pulled back slightly and they were nose to nose both silent except for the sound of their breathing.

Sam fell back on the bed and closed his eyes waiting for what would happen next, Denton pulled his clothing off and worked drunken kisses over his warm skin and when he reached the Sam's most intimate spots he stopped not sure what to do. As far as Denton was concerned he hadn't had this experience before. Sam kept his eyes closed, he didn't want to scare Denton away. Sam wanted him to remember he was Dean Winchester.

Sam felt a tongue gently lick the head of his cock and then stop, hot breath blew over him and then he was engulfed by a familiar mouth, he smiled feeling his brother on him and the expert way Denton worked, it meant Dean was coming back to him.

Denton pulled back and looked at the naked teenager, his eyes trailed down the taut muscles of his chest and stomach then to the beautiful, full set of balls and thick, long penis and he became dizzy, "You are so perfect Sammy."

He grabbed the boy and roughly turned him over. He worked the tight bottom in both hands then pulled Sam open, "I want to make love to you."

Sam started to panic, he wasn't ready and when his brother finally took his virginity Sam wanted Dean to remember every moment of it. It would have been giving himself to a stranger.

Sam tried to pulled away, "No, I can't…I can't explain why but I'm saving myself." Denton slapped him propelling Sam off the bed, "You little cock tease, you can't spread your legs and then deny me what I want."

Sam sat on the floor hugging his knees with his head down, blood tricked into the soft waves falling in front of his face. He looked up at the stranger standing over him, it still wasn't his brother.

Dean never struck Sam out of anger, he only spanked him or made Sam crawl for the honor of sucking Dean's cock. This was someone else that didn't care if Sam's pretty face was damaged. Dean valued his brothers beauty too much to put a mark on it.

Denton grabbed a riding crop off the wall then knelt in front of Sam running it between his legs, "I'll show you what happens to bitches that deny me." Sam looked at him, his eyes were red and his face tear stained, "Please…Dean don't you know me? I'm your baby boy…your Sammy, I'm your only love."

Denton looked into the hazel eyes filled with pain and for a moment he didn't know who he was, he snapped back and roughly lifted the boy off the floor by his hair forcing him onto the bed.

Denton lived to inflict pain, he ruled his circus with fear. Celeste was the only person that received any tender treatment and even then he could snap at any minute and hit her.

He raised the riding crop and brought it down hard onto the tender skin of Sam's bottom leaving a broken welt beading up with blood along the ridge, he screamed for Denton to stop but that only excited him more, there came a volley of blows after that. Each one was as hard as the last until Sam passed out.

…

The demon possessed clown that had been following Sam earlier had ditched his shoes and now stood barefoot outside of Denton's door listening. He heard Sam Winchester screaming and flesh being beaten, then it was quiet. The demon smiled to himself, it was two Winchesters for the price of one.

TBC