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Warning: Lemon/ Wincest action.

Desire

Dean felt his stomach lurch as the impact of what Sam just asked hit him like a ton of bricks. Sure he teased Sam about being his lack of skills with women and maybe him being gay, but that was more hopeful investigating than an actual suspicion. Sure Sam looked at him a little longer than a normal brother would, and they were overall more comfortable and close than the average brotherly relationship allowed. Dean always assumed it was just because they were all each other ever had. Then there was Jess, who before her untimely death, Sam seemed to have been in love with. Overall, Dean just kept his feelings for his little brother on the back burner based on the assumption that Sam would never feel the Sam way for him.

"I don't know Sammy," Dean replied taking a deep breath. "I don't think it would bother me to be honest. You're the only family I have so if gay is what you are then I guess you're my little brother Samantha." Dean burst out into another series of laughs hoping to break the tension that hung thick between him and Sam.

"You are such an ass," Sam chuckled. "Thanks though that means a lot."

"So is that a confession?" Dean asked giving his brother a sideways glance.

"Don't know Dean," Sam muttered. "But when I figure it out you'll be the first to know."

"Promise me one thing?" Dean said another mischievous grin crossing his handsome face.

"What, Dean?"

"Promise you'll tell me rather than humping me in my sleep. I don't like being caught off guard." Sam and Dean looked at each other for a moment and both started laughing. It seemed like the only way to break the tension around this topic. Deep down they both felt a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment after this conversation. Maybe there was hope for them after all...

Sam and Dean arrived in Michigan on a rainy afternoon. They found the closest motel they could find with the best rates and checked into their standard two queen bedroom and quickly unpacked. The drive had worn them out and they were both eager to shower and get something to eat.

Dean quickly pulled out his towel and toiletries from his duffel and yelled "first!" As he ran to the bathroom in his boxer. Sam's mouth ran dry as he watched deans firm globes bounce through the thin blue material. Visions of what Deans ass looked like swarmed him causing him to feel a strong urge to chase after his brother and devour him.

"You're such a child!" Sam yelled as Dean shut the door, trying to distract himself from visualizing Dean naked.

"Don't be grumpy Sammy," Dean teased. "I'll try to save you some hot water."

"You better, I'm dying for a warm soak."

"You know you can always join me," Dean jested. "Give you a chance to wet hump me now so you won't have to dry hump me later." Sam froze as he heard Dean pause then offer a half hearted chuckle. What was Dean trying to tell him? Sure Dean always joked around but there was a certain seriousness in his tone that made Sam wonder. Was his older brother coming on to him?

Sam tossed and turned in this bed that night. Images of Dean swimming around his subconscious made him restless in him sleep. It felt so real, Dean's scent, his smooth yet rugged skin, the burn of his stubble grazing against Sam's chest. The room was dimly lit and smelled like a combination of sex and their mixed bodily fragrances. Sam moaned as Dean kneeled in front of him and drew his legs up onto his shoulders. He could feel Dean's thick hard cock pressing into his entrance. Dean groaned and called out his name as Sam pushed back, driving Dean's cock slowly into him. The room spun as their bodies moved, moaning and yelling out in ecstasy. Dean looked own into Sam's eyes with love and lust smoldering as they hit their peak. Suddenly Sam's body shook and his cock erupt sending cum flying all over him and Dean. This sent Dean over the edge… As he was about to cum Sam's eyes opened..

The room was quiet aside from Sam's frantic pants for air. His sheets were soaked with sweat, his boxers with cum. He looked over to Dean's bed to make sure he was sleeping, panic slowly creeping into him. After making sure Dean was still asleep, he slipped out of his bed and headed to the bathroom to clean up.

As he shut the door, Dean sat up his eyes wide with shock. Could it be him that Sam was dreaming about? Or was his mind playing tricks on him?

Read. Review. Let me know what you think so far. I'm still working out the details for this one so any suggestions are welcome. So far we see submissive Sammy but that may change in future chapters. I was going to wait a little before dropping a lemon but the dream sequence was too tempting.. Maybe another in the next chapter? Dean's POV? If I get five review I'll throw in a little something like that. J