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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Dean_Winchester/Sam_Winchester
  Additional Tags:
      First_Time
  Collections:
      Sinful_Desire
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-04-05 Words: 2179
****** Be Mine ******
by LuciferRising [archived by sinfuldesire_archivist]
Summary
     "All you had to do was be mine back."
     "I am yours Sammy. Only yours."
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Dean pulled away from the kiss.....
"Dean why not?"
 
"Because it's wrong Sam, you know that. I...I can't."
 
Sam couldn't remember being so angry. "Fine." Then he walked out. It was the
first time he left Dean. He got his father's permission to stay at Bobby's for
a while. He was only 15, so his hormones weren't where they needed to be. He
was so angry all the time.
 
He needed time to himself. To sort out his life, and his feelings that he had
for his brother. Over the next two years, Dean was on hunts with their dad, and
didn't really see Sam much. He hadn't seen him at all in the past six months.
Only talked to him on the phone.
 
The last thing he asked Sam was to come home. He figured he had things under
control. Well, on the outside. He agreed to come back. Dean was coming to get
him within the hour. Their dad was on another hunt, and had them in some crap
rental.
 
Not much had changed. Sam didn't really want to go back to that life. He was
stable, getting straight A's, talking to teachers about college. He couldn't
help himself, he missed Dean.
 
"Hey Sammy." Sam turned around to Dean standing in the doorway, with his half
cocked smile everybody loved so much. In the six months since Dean had seen
him, Sam had grown up big time. He was at least 6 foot, completely ripped, and
his hair was a little longer, slightly hiding his eyes.
 
"Hey Dean." Dean tried to catch his breath. Even Sam's voice changed. It was
low, and completely sexy. Damn, not even 5 minutes with Sam, and he couldn't
control himself. "You ready?"
 
"Yeah, already said bye to Bobby." Dean headed out to the car, and Sam
followed. The drive was fairly quiet. They pulled up to the rental house, and
went inside. Dean threw his keys on the kitchen table, and grabbed a beer out
of the fridge. "Want one?"
 
Sam raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
 
Dean shrugged. "Yeah why not." He handed Sam a beer, and sat down at the table.
"So how you been Sammy?" Sam sat down across from him. He stared up at Dean
through his bangs. "I'm really good. I'm just glad I don't have to changed
schools again."
 
Dean sat back against the chair. They both noticed the awkward silence. "So you
wanna watch tv or somethin?" Sam smiled at Dean. "No, I think I'm gonna go
read." Sam got up, and walked back into their room, it looked like he had been
there the whole time.
 
Dean and their dad had set up Sam's side of the room. He was a little shocked.
He never thought they would go out of their way to make him this comfortable,
after he'd left. He jumped when he heard Dean's voice. "You like it?"
 
Sam turned around. "Yeah, I do. Thanks." Dean just smiled. Sam went over to lay
on his bed. He sat there for a minute, not doing anything. Trying to get his
thoughts under control. He spent two years telling himself he couldn't have
Dean. That Dean didn't want him.
 
Sam fell asleep at some point. "Sammy, get up. You gotta go to school." Sam
rolled out of bed. He was wearing plaid sleep pants, and no shirt. "Yeah yeah.
I know." Dean tried his hardest to avert his eyes. "You hungry Sammy? I can
make you somethin."
 
"Na. Too tired." Sam left for school. Dean spent most of the day working on the
impala. He was expecting Sam home any minute, when he heard him outside
talking. He looked out the window, and saw Sam leaning against the house with
some other guy pressed up against him.
 
He knew it had to be someone Sam's age, from his school or something. Dean felt
jealous. He walked outside, leaning against the frame of the porch. "Hey
Sammy." Sam slowly looked over at Dean, who was flashing his famous sex smile.
The kid looked awfully confused.
 
Sam looked back at him, and kissed him on the cheek. "My brother." The kid
nodded and walked away. "See you at school Sam." Sam just nodded, then headed
for the house. He walked right by Dean, and into the kitchen. He tossed his
book bag down.
 
Dean couldn't blow his cover. Not after everything they went through in the
past two years. "So...who was that." Dean was smirking at Sam now. "Just some
guy.." Dean nodded. He walked into their bedroom, and plopped down on the bed.
 
Sam came in, and sat on his bed, looking at Dean. "Dean..have you ever..ya
know..with a guy?" Dean looked over at his brother. "Yeah..why."
 
"Well..his name is Cody. I..I like him." Dean raised an eyebrow. No he couldn't
do this. He couldn't let Sam go...but he had pushed him away hadn't he?
"Okay..so your question is..?"
 
"Well, I was thinkin I could..ya know..be with him." Dean was getting more than
a little jealous. "So do it..I taught you to be careful.." Dean wasn't even
looking at him at this point. "Dean? You okay?" Dean just nodded, and went back
to reading some magazine.
 
"Okay well...I'm gonna take a shower.." Dean just nodded again. He couldn't
believe Sam had actually moved on. It wouldn't have been so bad if it were some
girl, but another guy? He didn't want to be with Sam two years ago.
 
He already knew his feelings were warped, but knowing Sam felt the same
way...he couldn't take advantage of his 15 year old brother, but Sam was 17 now
and he grew up..
 
Dean didn't know what to do. What was he gonna say? Hey Sammy, I know I pushed
you away and messed with your head, but can I fuck you now? He snapped out of
his thoughts when he heard Sam coming out of the bathroom. Sam walked in with
just a towel, and dripping wet hair.
 
Dean's eyes immediately attached themselves to Sam's body. He had definitely
grown up. Sam dropped his towel to dry his hair. Dean's eyes traveled down to
Sam's cock. It was perfect. He wondered for a moment if Sam would push him away
if he....
 
Sam grabbed boxers and a shirt, but when he turned around, Dean was standing in
front of him. Sam froze. He didn't want to take it the wrong way and scare Dean
off...again. "Do you really like this kid Sammy?" Sam looked at him for a
minute, trying to figure out what he meant.
 
"He's okay. I guess I like him...why?" Dean slowly moved his hand to rest on
Sam's chest, making him jump involuntarily. "Sorry.." Dean went to move his
hand, but Sam grabbed his wrist. "No..It's okay..but.." Sam was at a loss for
words. Where was this going. If there was even something here.
 
Dean moved his hand up Sam's chest to his neck, pulling him gently towards him.
He stopped right before their lips met. "Tell me to stop." Sam closed the
distance between them.
 
 Dean slowly pushed Sam into the wall behind them. "Sam, please tell me." Dean
moved closer, pushing his body to his brother's. "I don't want you to stop."
 
Dean pushed his body against Sam's with more force than before. "I don't want
him having you. You're mine." Dean nudged at Sam's chin, silently instructing
him give him access. Sam did just that, tilting his head back, letting it hit
the wall. Dean kissed and bit his way up Sam's neck, before attacking Sam's
lips again.
 
"Tell me Sam, tell me you're mine. That no one else has had you." Sam could
barely hear Dean, let alone answer him. "Just yours Dean, I swear." Dean loved
to hear Sam's voice so desperate and strung out. "What do you need Sammy, tell
me." Dean was feeling up Sam's body, and grinding into his cock.
 
"I want you to fuck me." Dean almost lost it right there. He pulled Sam from
the wall and laid him down on his bed. Sam was overwhelmed by the touch and
smell of Dean. He was everywhere. Dean kissed down his body, stopping at his
cock, and taking the whole thing into his mouth.
 
Sam bucked up, and Dean pushed hard on his hip, keeping him still. "God, Dean
don't stop." Dean moved faster, squeezing Sam's hip hard enough he knew he'd
leave bruises. He knew he wasn't putting Sam in horrible pain according to the
moans and grunts coming from his brother.
 
Dean stopped and climbed up Sam's body. "You want me Sammy? So goddamn
beautiful. I love watching you shake and lose it underneath me." Sam couldn't
handle much more. The sound of Dean's gravely, lust blown voice was too much.
"Please Dean I want you. I need you."
 
Dean took his shirt off, and tossed it on the floor, along with his pants and
boxers. He leaned down to kiss Sam's collarbone and neck. "I missed you so much
Sammy. Don't ever leave me again." Sam's head was rolling back and forth, like
he was going through withdrawal.
 
"I missed you too. Everything about you." Dean brought a finger up to Sam's
mouth pushing gently. Sam opened up and sucked on his fingers. Dean was
grinding against Sam. When he felt his fingers were wet enough, he removed them
at placed them at Sam's entrance.
 
"Ever done this before?"
 
"No, I told you..only you."
 
"Okay, relax for me." Sam did as he was told, and Dean slowly pushed a finger
inside his brother. Sam let out the deep breath he was holding in. He felt a
slight burn, and tensed up a bit. Dean bent down and kissed Sam's neck,
stopping to nibble on his ear. "You okay?"
 
Sam nodded his head and pushed down on Dean's finger. Another finger was added,
stretching him further. It was definitely more painful than the first, but he
was so lost in Dean's kissing and nibbling, he couldn't focus on anything else.
 
"I'm ready Dean, do it." Dean pulled his fingers from Sam's body, and climbed
all the way on top of him, lining himself up. "If it's too much tell me. Please
Sammy I don't wanna hurt you." Sam nodded and bucked up, urging Dean on. Dean
slowly started to push inside Sam.
 
At first it was too much. Painfully slow. Dean thought about stopping for a
minute, but Sam had a grip on his biceps, digging his nails in. When Dean was
all the way inside, he stilled. "Okay?"
 
"I'm okay. Move." Dean complied, pulling out and pushing back in quickly. Sam
was shaking, and moaning. Sweat was already making his bangs stick to his face,
and his cheeks flush pink. Dean never took his eyes off Sam. It turned him on
more than anything knowing he was the one causing all this.
 
Dean was picking up his pace. He grabbed the top of Sam's head, gripping hair
for leverage. Sam arched his head back exposing his neck. Dean attacked, biting
and sucking. He was leaving marks everywhere, letting everyone know Sam was
taken.
 
"Dean..." Dean slowed, but didn't stop. He was breathless. "What Sammy? What's
wrong?" Sam caught his breath as well. "Nothing, go harder." Dean smirked at
Sam, and slammed into him. Sam let out a load moan. "God, keep going."
 
Dean kept his hand on Sam's hair, and put the other under his arm to grip Sam's
shoulder. He was going as hard as he could, almost unable to breathe. "Yeah
that's right Sammy, scream for me. Let me hear you." Sam continued letting out
load growls and moans.
 
They were both getting close. Sam went to grab his cock, but Dean pushed it
away. "uh uh Sammy, I want you to come just like this. Come on my cock. I know
you can baby." Sam gripped the sheets on the bed, and arched up. "That's right
baby, so close. Come with me." Sam felt his orgasm coming.
 
He tensed up so hard Dean was coming before he knew what was going on. Sam came
shortly after, slicking his and Dean's chest and stomach. Dean slowed as he
rode out his orgasm, then rested his body on top of Sam, slowly running his
fingers through Sam's hair.
 
Sam got his breath back, and grabbed Dean to gently push him off. "Sam? You
okay?" Sam didn't know how he felt. Two years wasted because Dean didn't want
him, but he wouldn't take this back for anything. "Yeah I was just
wondering...Why now?"
 
Dean looked him in the eye, which is something he rarely did, along with
talking about his feelings. "I realized I couldn't lose you again..I wanted you
to be mine." Sam rested his head on Dean's shoulder. "I've always been yours,
all you had to do was be mine back."
 
"I am yours Sammy. Only yours."
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