When the Winchesters entered All-Mart, hand in hand, taking up space and owning every inch of it, people stopped and took notice. The tall, young alpha had a beautiful piece of arm candy who also looked as if he could really fuck someone up if you pissed him off.

Sam wasn't afraid to lock eyes in a silent challenge with any male who stared a little too long at his brother. None of them knew the omega was so much more than a pretty face and body but Sam did and Dean belonged to him. He was ready to mate for the first time and he was filled with quiet aggression.

Dean was used to the attention from strangers though he didn't always like it. He figured plenty of those eyes were on his handsome, sweet Sammy and not just him. He was proud to hold his brother's hand and show off the strong, virile, big dick alpha to the world. Everyone could look but they didn't dare touch. Sam was all his.

Dean had a sketchy credit card burning a hole in his pocket that he planned to max out. It was supposed to be a quick in and out just to get basic supplies but Dean felt a great need to hunt and gather. The omega knew what nesting instinct was and he recognized that in himself but this was nesting times a thousand.

They went their separate ways and after hitting the bakery and loading up on staple supplies, Dean headed over to a clearance bin full of bedding and picked out a set of sheets covered in tiny rainbows and umbrellas for 75% off and a mattress pad for six bucks. He also grabbed a couple of off brand pillows.

When Sam found his brother rummaging through a bin of sheets, he stood back and watched. Dean smiled when he found just the right ones and that smile made Sam all warm and tingly. As soon as Dean caught him watching, the omega quickly tossed it all in the cart then got sidetracked by the endcap of candles on sale. Dean opened a jar and inhaled.

"Hey Sam, this one smells like cinnamon. We uh, we should get a couple for emergencies."

"For sure Dean, good idea."

The woman at the checkout was a little curious about the teenagers and all their purchases, "Are you two setting up house?"

Sam's face lit up, "I guess we are, right Dean?"

The omega put a possessive arm around Sam's waist just as a gaggle of teen girls walked by, "Yeah babe, we sure are."

….

The cabin was really more of a cottage homestead Bobby's wife Karen inherited from her grandmother. It sat on wooded land and open fields with a creek running through the property. It was a jewel in the wild.

Sam and Dean were familiar with it though they hadn't been there in years. Bobby brought them a couple times when they were kids to get the boys away from their dad and have some fun and just be children. It was also Bobby's bug out spot for when the world got a little too crazy.

Sam was just glad they finally got there because he had a boner ever since the excursion to All-Mart. There was something about watching his brother pick out creature comforts and food that turned him on but then Dean could scratch his butt and it would get Sam excited. Even after his brother gave him a stellar hand job on the drive there, he was still horny.

Dean shut off the engine and turned to him, "I know what you want and I want it too. I've got a hard on and my snatch is slick as an icy road just waitin' for your long-haul truck to plow my tunnel. So, lets hurry up and air this place out and get nesting so we can fuck."

"Wow, that was quite a statement. You wanna wait that long?"

Dean waggled his eyebrows, a go to seduction technique, "Waiting will make it all the hotter."

Sam grabbed the keys and had the door open in two seconds flat and he couldn't recall working this fast in his life. They unlocked the shutters and opened the windows to cool the place down and air it out.

Sam unrolled the mattress and cleaned up the mouse bait. He made-up the old iron bed with the linens and the well-worn blanket they always kept in the Impala. It was the blanket they used to sleep and stay warm with during all those years on the road. Dean held his infant brother in that blanket as they drove away from the charred ruins of their former life. It was an ugly shade of tan, pilled all over and the butterscotch satin trim was torn up but it meant a lot to them.

Dean enjoyed watching his shirtless and sweaty brother work so hard to make things nice for them. An alpha creating a hospitable place with basic creature comforts was like foreplay for an omega. It showed the alpha was ready and willing to provide care and comfort for his mate and in time, their offspring.

Sam smoothed the blanket with his hands then stood back to admire his own work.

"I'm getting the hang of this alpha stuff…Dean will like it…"

Sam heard his name called softly and he turned find Dean with a tender expression on his face and his clothes on the floor. "Strip for me, Sammy." As Sam removed his pants and kicked off his sneakers, his brother moved past him out of arms reach. Dean made it clear what he wanted by settling on the bed with his chest to the mattress and ass in the air, revealing all his tender secrets.

Sam got behind Dean, taking care to move slowly and carefully. For all he knew, the omega might bolt like a startled deer. Dean enjoyed this cautious approach because it made him feel special and precious and he'd never been treated this way before.

The alpha first sniffed the moist, delicate folds, taking in the musky, sweet scent of the omega and he was captivated by the rich pink coloring and plumpness of the lips. Dean emitted desperate little sounds as he pushed toward his brother. Sam kissed him there, working Dean's pussy as if it were a mouth. When the alpha slid his tongue inside to get his first taste, he found the slippery, tangy fluid, exotic and exciting.

The omega moaned, "Please Sammy, fuck me."

Again, with great care, Sam lined up his cock and did a slow slide inside his brother until there was resistance. Dean sucked in a breath when the head hit his cervix, he'd never felt that sensation before but was too far gone to decide if it was pleasurable or painful.

Every muscle squeezed and flexed around the alpha's cock continuously milking and bringing him close to orgasm. He had to concentrate on a mantra of his own making to hold back a little longer.

"Mine, mine, mine…my brother, my pussy, my pussy now…"

Sam picked up the pace and the sound and feel of his brother's balls slapping against his ass sent Dean into a double climax. He screamed as loud as he wanted, releasing all his pent-up frustration. Sam grabbed him by the shoulders slamming into the omega one last time then shot his load. With his dick still inside and his knot swollen, Sam dragged Dean down with him and they stayed that way until thirst and hunger drove them apart.

…

Sam luxuriated in the lukewarm, rusty water of the old clawfoot bathtub. Dean added some of the apple scented bubble bath to make it smell better. Dean got in with him and they both giggled when the water overflowed. Sam decided to try something new and he placed his foot between his omega's legs, working it beneath the ball sack. He gently squeezed the soft little mound with his toes and when his brother responded positively, Sam used those long toes to massage it.

Dean went wild when the big toe slipped in and pressed against his clit, "Right there, oh my god right there, keep rubbing," he humped Sam's foot as the toes squeezed and dragging over the throbbing little nub. Dean clamped his thighs together and humped while those now expert toes kept going.

Watching his brother come completely undone, left Sam in complete awe. Dean wiggled and squirmed, growled and moaned until he screamed like before and let loose slick over those magical toes.

It meant everything to make his mate climax this hard.

"Note to self…toe jobs work…I'm a good alpha…"

…..

The sun gave way to dusk and with it came the summer rain. The gentle patter against the roof and the cool breeze coming through the windows were more than welcome after the unforgiving heat of the day. Dean sat up in bed eating his mixed berry pie covered in whipped cream. He was sure not to use the whole can because there were other things, he wanted to do with it like give Sammy a whipped cream blow job.

Sam was happy with his apple slices and peanut butter and he offered some to Dean, citing it was a healthy snack. Dean didn't take him up on it but said Sam was welcome to bake him a pie with that bag of apples. Sam countered with "Your better equipped to bake pies than I am," knowing this would rile up his brother. Dean threatened to put Sam in a headlock until he apologized for the poor joke.

"I'm sorry D, I was just poking the bear. You look so cute when you get all flushed and flustered."

"I figured you were just being a bitch."

Sam looked around the candlelit cabin, "You know Dean, this is just like my dream."

"What dream?"

The one where you were making bread dough and then I took over. We were a little older though and the fire place was going…it was winter, I think. This is the place, this cabin and you were..."

"I was what, you can't say that and not finish the sentence. What?"

"Mmm, you pressed yourself against my back and I could feel you had a belly. Maybe you were pregnant?"

"It was your dream Sam, don't ask me. Anyway, that ain't gonna happen because I'm careful."

The teen sat up and looked at his brother, "We didn't use condoms."

His brother's naivety lightened Dean's mood. He found Sam's innocence adorable, "I can only get knocked up when I'm in heat. Your knot only lasts if I'm in my fertile time. Hell, some alphas don't knot at all if they aren't with an omega whose ripe and ready."

Sam whispered to himself, "So that was normal."

"Totally normal. Now that we're fucking, I'll avoid you when I do go into heat. I can't handle those heat suppressant meds; they really do a number on my system. Maybe we could just go the condom route."

"Ok, whatever you feel is best."

Discussing the more clinical side of sex made this all very real to the both of them. What they'd done and what they were going to do and how to handle it all. In fact, Sam looked a little worried and if he was worried it got Dean concerned.

Dean kissed him gently, "Do you have any regrets? You can be honest cause I can take it."

"If you have regrets, I'll fall into a million little pieces inside because you're everything to me Sammy…"

"No Dean, no regrets. I'm glad we," he blurted out the next word, "fucked." Sam dimpled up, "It was the best." He looked in Dean's eyes, "I went a little crazy and I loved it, I love you."

Dean pushed Sam to the mattress and swung his leg over his brother's hips, "I love you too, little brother. You're officially my alpha now." Dean wiggled his crotch against the painfully hard cock digging into his balls and pussy, "Whatcha gonna do with me?"

His brother was a whole lot of omega to handle and Sam knew they'd only scratched the surface of this kinda taboo, crazy, wonderful and rocky road relationship.

"Try to make you happy."

"You already make me happy, little brother." Dean's features went all soft, "Thanks for loving me the way I love you, Sammy."

The alphas pretty fox eyes widened when his brother did a little bounce, "Sometimes I wish you came with an instruction manual."

"What's the fun in that? It's better to learn on the fly."

TBC