My new (again?) fic
My plot bunny has possessed me lately if you notice, lol!
I hope you'll like it, thanks :)
Title: "A bedtime story"
Rating: PG/NC-17
Summary: Sammy wants a bedtime story through the years
A BEDTIME STORY
Many years ago…
Dean was ten and Sam was six.
Their father used to drag them from the one motel to another.
No house, no mommy’s food, no games.
Only real guns and real monsters. The fairy tales were becoming a reality every time Sammy had a nightmare.
Dean was sleeping with him in a big double bed. Usually, he was sleeping only a few hours, because he needed to keep an eye on his little brother.
Some nights, Sammy couldn’t sleep.
«Where’s Mr Brownie, Dean?» he asked.
His green eyes were glowing in the dark. Dean knew that Sammy’s teddy bear had fallen on the floor. He got up and slowly, he got on his knees to look under the bed.
Their father had told them that there are monsters hidden in the dark and Dean wished that there wasn’t any there.
He held his breath and looked. Only Sammy’s teddy bear was there.
He grabbed it and gave it back to him. He pulled the covers over his brother’s shoulders and lied beside him.
Sammy smiled and held his toy tight.
«Thank you, Dean!»
«You’re welcome! Now you better sleep».
«I don’t want to! Can you tell me a bedtime story?»
Dean shook his head. That would be a long night!
«Ok…Once upon a time, there were two boys who were travelling all around the world. The big brother had the coolest car in the world! A shiny black Impala…»
«Are we them, Dean? Because I also want to drive!»
«Maybe one day, kiddo! Anyway, these boys were fighting evil with big guns and they always won!»
«Yayyy! All the bad guys drop dead in front of us!» Sam said with excitement.
«And we hit them and kick their asses!»
«When do we get the girls?»
Dean laughed.
«After the fight, Sammy! You will get the ugly one, I’ll get the pretty one!»
«No, you will not!» Sammy pout.
«Alright! Anything you want, Sammy!»
Anything he wanted. Dean would do anything for him.
He saw him closing his eyes and fall asleep. He kissed his brother’s forehead.
«Goodnight Sammy. I’ll be here for you» Dean whispered.
Few years ago…
Dean was eighteen and Sam was fourteen.
For some time now, the boys were staying in Pastor Jim’s house.
It was time to receive some education, especially Sam, who seemed very interested in going to College. Dean didn’t have good grades, and he didn’t care much.
They were sleeping in separate beds in the same room. Dean was still watching over his little brother.
Somewhere in the middle of the night, Dean heard Sam’s moaning.
He thought he had a nightmare and he should awake him.
He got up and shook his shoulder.
«Sammy? Sammy, wake up!»
Sam opened his eyes.
«I’m not sleeping, you idiot!» he said, annoyed.
«You moaned! I thought you were having a nightmare! What else…?»
Sam put his hands out of his sheet and grabbed a tissue from the night table. Dean was caught by surprise.
«Oh! I’m sorry! I didn’t know that you were…»
«You better check first!»
«How should I check? Pull off your sheet and check if you play with your wienie?»
«It’s not a wienie, Dean! What are you? A twelve years old?»
Dean didn’t blush easily in his life but now he was all red. Sam’s cock was almost out of the sheet and looked so big.
«Are you naked?» he asked Sam.
«Yeah! It’s so hot in here!»
«And you thought that was a good chance to jerk off!» Dean said, sitting in his own bed.
«You don’t see it as a chance, Dean. It’s just…something that came up!»
«Yeah, I can see it that up!» Dean laughed.
Sam pulled the sheet over his shoulder and turned his back on him.
Then, Dean saw his brother’s ass looking so curving and perfect in the darkness.
Then, he felt something was stirring in his boxers. He lied down quickly and pulled his sheet over his chest.
«So Sammy…who are you thinking of when you were jerking off?» Dean teased him while his hand was inside his boxers.
«It’s none of your business!»
«Any girl from school?»
«If I tell you, then I will have to kill you!»
«Why? Because you’re afraid that I will steal your precious girl?»
Dean looked again at Sam’s body. He thanked the light that was coming from outside the window.
He held firm his erection and started his own ‘game’.
«You are such a jerk, Dean!»
«Oh yeah…»
His breathing became heavier and Sam felt that something was going on. He turned to Dean’s side.
«What are you doing there, Dean?»
«If you ‘play', I ‘play’ too, little brother!»
Sam gulped. He was watching the frantic movement under Dean’s sheet and he instantly felt aroused again.
«Dean…Please, stop it!»
«I can’t! I want to come now…»
Sam got up, and let his sheet fall over his thighs. Dean saw him and he came to an orgasm, mumbling a few dirty words.
Sam touched his own hardness. He was so ready and came a few seconds after Dean.
Dean smiled, watching Sammy looking so dirty and wasted.
«I guess, we haven’t thought of the same girl, uh?» he said.
«Shut up, Dean!»
«Are your hands as sticky as mine?»
Sam took a pillow and threw it on Dean’s side. Dean grabbed it and threw it back to Sam. Then, Sam got up and climbed Dean and started hitting each other, laughing.
Then, Dean rolled Sam down and held his hands over his head.
Their faces were close and their cocks were aligned to each other.
«Dean?»
«Sam?»
«I’m naked».
«I know!»
Their eyes didn’t lose contact.
«Let’s not do something we’ll regret, ok?» Dean said.
Sam nodded, licking his dry lips. Dean released him, avoiding looking at those lips that begged for kissing.
After they cleaned themselves, they lied again in their beds.
No one slept that night.
«Dean?»
«Yes».
«Will you tell me a bedtime story?»
«Aren’t you too old for that?»
«Please, Dean…»
«Ok…Once upon a time, there were two boys who were travelling all around the world. The big brother had the coolest car in the world! A shiny black Impala…»
«Are we them, Dean? Because I also want to drive!»
Dean grinned.
«We will share the driving, Sammy!»
«I’m not Sammy anymore!»
«Ok, Sam! Whatever you want!»
Whatever he wanted. Dean would do anything for him.
He saw him, closing his eyes and falling asleep. He wished to kiss his brother’s forehead but that would be so ‘dangerous’ now.
«Goodnight Sammy. I’ll be here for you» Dean whispered.
Now…
Dean was twenty-four and Sam was twenty.
Their fairytale had become a reality.
They chased and killed monsters in every damn town they visited.
Dean was driving their father’s Impala and their house was still a new motel room every night.
Their beds had become one. No more excuses and stolen glances.
Sam had surrendered himself to Dean’s kiss and made love.
Their hands were wrapped on each other’s arms. Sam had closed his eyes and took every Dean’s thrust and held it there as his own.
Complete and perfect.
Dean didn’t whisper to him dirty words but small, beautiful syllables like ‘baby’, ‘mine’ and ‘love you’.
Sam was smiling and every climax was like a rebirth for both.
When they cuddled, Sam was putting his head over Dean’s heart.
Dean was holding him tight. He owned him every single moment.
«Dean?»
«Yeah!»
«Will you tell me a bedtime story?»
«You’re kidding, right?»
«No! Unless…»
«Unless what?»
«You’ll let me say it!»
Dean laughed.
«Ok, kiddo! I’m so curious about!»
Sam smiled.
«…Once upon a time, there were two boys who were travelling all around the world. The big brother had the coolest car in the world! A shiny black Impala…»
«Hey! It’s the same with my story!»
«Sshh! Well, the young brother wanted to drive that car and he was willing to do anything for that!»
«Anything?» Dean asked him, rising his eyebrow.
«Anything for you!» Sam said in serious tone.
He raised his head and looked at Dean’s eyes.
«All those years, I know that you watched out for me and I hope you know that I'd do the same for you every single day. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you».
«I know, Sam…I know…» Dean said, stroking his brother’s hair.
«It’s Sammy! Only for you!»
Dean smiled. Their fairytale had a good ending.
They kissed and Sam fell asleep on his chest. Dean kissed his brother’s forehead and nothing looked sweeter than this.
«Goodnight Sammy. I’ll be here for you» Dean whispered and finally closed his eyes.
THE END
I hope you'll like it, thanks :)
Title: "A bedtime story"
Rating: PG/NC-17
Summary: Sammy wants a bedtime story through the years
A BEDTIME STORY
Many years ago…
Dean was ten and Sam was six.
Their father used to drag them from the one motel to another.
No house, no mommy’s food, no games.
Only real guns and real monsters. The fairy tales were becoming a reality every time Sammy had a nightmare.
Dean was sleeping with him in a big double bed. Usually, he was sleeping only a few hours, because he needed to keep an eye on his little brother.
Some nights, Sammy couldn’t sleep.
«Where’s Mr Brownie, Dean?» he asked.
His green eyes were glowing in the dark. Dean knew that Sammy’s teddy bear had fallen on the floor. He got up and slowly, he got on his knees to look under the bed.
Their father had told them that there are monsters hidden in the dark and Dean wished that there wasn’t any there.
He held his breath and looked. Only Sammy’s teddy bear was there.
He grabbed it and gave it back to him. He pulled the covers over his brother’s shoulders and lied beside him.
Sammy smiled and held his toy tight.
«Thank you, Dean!»
«You’re welcome! Now you better sleep».
«I don’t want to! Can you tell me a bedtime story?»
Dean shook his head. That would be a long night!
«Ok…Once upon a time, there were two boys who were travelling all around the world. The big brother had the coolest car in the world! A shiny black Impala…»
«Are we them, Dean? Because I also want to drive!»
«Maybe one day, kiddo! Anyway, these boys were fighting evil with big guns and they always won!»
«Yayyy! All the bad guys drop dead in front of us!» Sam said with excitement.
«And we hit them and kick their asses!»
«When do we get the girls?»
Dean laughed.
«After the fight, Sammy! You will get the ugly one, I’ll get the pretty one!»
«No, you will not!» Sammy pout.
«Alright! Anything you want, Sammy!»
Anything he wanted. Dean would do anything for him.
He saw him closing his eyes and fall asleep. He kissed his brother’s forehead.
«Goodnight Sammy. I’ll be here for you» Dean whispered.
Few years ago…
Dean was eighteen and Sam was fourteen.
For some time now, the boys were staying in Pastor Jim’s house.
It was time to receive some education, especially Sam, who seemed very interested in going to College. Dean didn’t have good grades, and he didn’t care much.
They were sleeping in separate beds in the same room. Dean was still watching over his little brother.
Somewhere in the middle of the night, Dean heard Sam’s moaning.
He thought he had a nightmare and he should awake him.
He got up and shook his shoulder.
«Sammy? Sammy, wake up!»
Sam opened his eyes.
«I’m not sleeping, you idiot!» he said, annoyed.
«You moaned! I thought you were having a nightmare! What else…?»
Sam put his hands out of his sheet and grabbed a tissue from the night table. Dean was caught by surprise.
«Oh! I’m sorry! I didn’t know that you were…»
«You better check first!»
«How should I check? Pull off your sheet and check if you play with your wienie?»
«It’s not a wienie, Dean! What are you? A twelve years old?»
Dean didn’t blush easily in his life but now he was all red. Sam’s cock was almost out of the sheet and looked so big.
«Are you naked?» he asked Sam.
«Yeah! It’s so hot in here!»
«And you thought that was a good chance to jerk off!» Dean said, sitting in his own bed.
«You don’t see it as a chance, Dean. It’s just…something that came up!»
«Yeah, I can see it that up!» Dean laughed.
Sam pulled the sheet over his shoulder and turned his back on him.
Then, Dean saw his brother’s ass looking so curving and perfect in the darkness.
Then, he felt something was stirring in his boxers. He lied down quickly and pulled his sheet over his chest.
«So Sammy…who are you thinking of when you were jerking off?» Dean teased him while his hand was inside his boxers.
«It’s none of your business!»
«Any girl from school?»
«If I tell you, then I will have to kill you!»
«Why? Because you’re afraid that I will steal your precious girl?»
Dean looked again at Sam’s body. He thanked the light that was coming from outside the window.
He held firm his erection and started his own ‘game’.
«You are such a jerk, Dean!»
«Oh yeah…»
His breathing became heavier and Sam felt that something was going on. He turned to Dean’s side.
«What are you doing there, Dean?»
«If you ‘play', I ‘play’ too, little brother!»
Sam gulped. He was watching the frantic movement under Dean’s sheet and he instantly felt aroused again.
«Dean…Please, stop it!»
«I can’t! I want to come now…»
Sam got up, and let his sheet fall over his thighs. Dean saw him and he came to an orgasm, mumbling a few dirty words.
Sam touched his own hardness. He was so ready and came a few seconds after Dean.
Dean smiled, watching Sammy looking so dirty and wasted.
«I guess, we haven’t thought of the same girl, uh?» he said.
«Shut up, Dean!»
«Are your hands as sticky as mine?»
Sam took a pillow and threw it on Dean’s side. Dean grabbed it and threw it back to Sam. Then, Sam got up and climbed Dean and started hitting each other, laughing.
Then, Dean rolled Sam down and held his hands over his head.
Their faces were close and their cocks were aligned to each other.
«Dean?»
«Sam?»
«I’m naked».
«I know!»
Their eyes didn’t lose contact.
«Let’s not do something we’ll regret, ok?» Dean said.
Sam nodded, licking his dry lips. Dean released him, avoiding looking at those lips that begged for kissing.
After they cleaned themselves, they lied again in their beds.
No one slept that night.
«Dean?»
«Yes».
«Will you tell me a bedtime story?»
«Aren’t you too old for that?»
«Please, Dean…»
«Ok…Once upon a time, there were two boys who were travelling all around the world. The big brother had the coolest car in the world! A shiny black Impala…»
«Are we them, Dean? Because I also want to drive!»
Dean grinned.
«We will share the driving, Sammy!»
«I’m not Sammy anymore!»
«Ok, Sam! Whatever you want!»
Whatever he wanted. Dean would do anything for him.
He saw him, closing his eyes and falling asleep. He wished to kiss his brother’s forehead but that would be so ‘dangerous’ now.
«Goodnight Sammy. I’ll be here for you» Dean whispered.
Now…
Dean was twenty-four and Sam was twenty.
Their fairytale had become a reality.
They chased and killed monsters in every damn town they visited.
Dean was driving their father’s Impala and their house was still a new motel room every night.
Their beds had become one. No more excuses and stolen glances.
Sam had surrendered himself to Dean’s kiss and made love.
Their hands were wrapped on each other’s arms. Sam had closed his eyes and took every Dean’s thrust and held it there as his own.
Complete and perfect.
Dean didn’t whisper to him dirty words but small, beautiful syllables like ‘baby’, ‘mine’ and ‘love you’.
Sam was smiling and every climax was like a rebirth for both.
When they cuddled, Sam was putting his head over Dean’s heart.
Dean was holding him tight. He owned him every single moment.
«Dean?»
«Yeah!»
«Will you tell me a bedtime story?»
«You’re kidding, right?»
«No! Unless…»
«Unless what?»
«You’ll let me say it!»
Dean laughed.
«Ok, kiddo! I’m so curious about!»
Sam smiled.
«…Once upon a time, there were two boys who were travelling all around the world. The big brother had the coolest car in the world! A shiny black Impala…»
«Hey! It’s the same with my story!»
«Sshh! Well, the young brother wanted to drive that car and he was willing to do anything for that!»
«Anything?» Dean asked him, rising his eyebrow.
«Anything for you!» Sam said in serious tone.
He raised his head and looked at Dean’s eyes.
«All those years, I know that you watched out for me and I hope you know that I'd do the same for you every single day. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you».
«I know, Sam…I know…» Dean said, stroking his brother’s hair.
«It’s Sammy! Only for you!»
Dean smiled. Their fairytale had a good ending.
They kissed and Sam fell asleep on his chest. Dean kissed his brother’s forehead and nothing looked sweeter than this.
«Goodnight Sammy. I’ll be here for you» Dean whispered and finally closed his eyes.
THE END