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"So you're telling me you had to FUCK Cas in order to bring me back? Why not just do it the way we always do it and find some random way to bring the other back?" said Sam.
Sam began to pace around the very hotel room where, not to long ago, he awoke to find his brother and the angel Castiel naked and sweaty. Dean sat on the edge of one of the beds in the room, his hands interlinked, elbows resting on knees, and forehead resting on his linked hands. His eyes were shut with almost embarrassment. Cas stood in the corner of the room gazing at the floor in silence. "It was the only way we knew how to bring you back. We already knew that angels didn't have the power to drag you out of the cage and we already knew to rule out crossroads demons. I did what I had to do to get you back," said Dean with his eyes still closed.
Sam continued to pace, Cas lifted his head, and Dean opened his eyes. The awkwardness and tension in the room could almost literally be cut with a knife. Sam placed his hands. His face showed signs of him being deep in thought as he tried to mentally process what he had witnessed. "Dean, I'm not saying what you did was WRONG, or anything. I'm not some douche bag, homophobe. But I'm just wondering, why sex?"
Dean nodded in agreement at Sam's statement. "It was my idea, Sam. I conferred with other angels and this was the only suggestion they had as to how to bring you back. However, there is a catch."
Dean's eyes widened in anger as he turned towards Cas. "A catch? A catch?! There's a fucking catch?! Cas, you mean to tell me that I just spent an hour fucking a dude, which by the way was some of the best sex I've ever had, but still! A catch?! Why didn't you mention this before?!"
Cas gazed at Dean in confusion. "You didn't give me time to mention it. After I drank the contents of the bottle, you sort of...got right to it."
Dean rolled his eyes in disbelief. "Great, just great. Seriously, Cas, I can't believe you forgot to mention this. And you, Sam, I can't believe you're not freaking the fuck out right now. This is your life Cas screwed up after all."
Sam had a look of apathy on his face. "I..guess," said Sam as he shrugged.
A look of confusion swept across Dean's face. He couldn't believe his brother was so calm about the possibility of a screw up in bringing him back from Lucifer's cage. "That's the catch I was referring to. Sam's apathy about this situation, and any situation he will soon encounter, is due to his lack of a soul," said Cas.
"What?!" screamed Dean.
Cas winced and Sam gave Dean a look of confusion.
"Explain. Now. Before I begin to rip you apart."
"When Sam's body was dragged into the cage along with Lucifer, his physical body was destroyed. His soul, however, was the fragment of Sam's existence that was trapped in the cage. The ritual you and I...ahem...partook in ...was only meant to recreate Sam's physical body. He does not have a soul right now because it is still trapped in the cage."
Dean couldn't believe what he was hearing. He couldn't understand why the ritual didn't work completely. Sam was standing right here in front of him. On the other hand, according to Cas, it wasn't really Sam completely. It was Sam in body, but not in spirit. "Cas, when this ritual was used to bring back warriors, how did it work exactly?"
"Usually, the wife of the fallen warrior would partake in the first ritual to recreate the body of the fallen warrior. Then, the wife would partook in the second half of the ritual with the recreated body of her husband to restore his soul."
Dean's eyes shot open in shock. He had to FUCK his brother to restore his soul? "No. Absolutely not! There has to be another way! Sex with a dude is one thing, but sex with my own BROTHER is just fucking out of the question!" screamed Dean.
"I'm afraid once the first half the ritual has been performed, the only way to restore the soul is to perform the second half of the ritual," said Cas.
Dean couldn't believe this. He could not believe that he had been dragged into such a twisted situation. "So what you're saying is, Dean and I need to have sex in order for my soul to be restored? I guess if we have no other choice---"
"---whoah, whoah, whoah! You're saying you want to do this?!" interjected Dean.
Sam let out a long breath before he spoke. "Dean, I don't feel strongly about doing anything right now. All I know is that if I'm going to get my soul back, we need to do this. For some reason, I feel like not having a soul is going to interfere with our ability to hunt. I say we get over the ick factor and just do it. Literally," said Sam.
Dean raised his head, let out a long sigh, and closed his eyes. He thought long and hard about the decision he was about to make. He could either opt out and let his brother walk around without a soul which could potentially get someone killed, or he could suck it up and do what he needed to do for the greater good. "I can't believe I'm doing this. Okay. I'll do it. Cas, how does this work?"
"I have another vial of energy that will work both as a pheromone to help you both...perform...as well as act as a mystical conduit to retract Sam's soul from Lucifer's cage," said Cas as he handed a vial to Dean that emanated a red glow.
"Thanks...I guess..."said Dean.
"I'll leave you two alone," said Cas. A gust of wind swept the room and he was gone.
Dean and Sam looked at each other with a sense of awkwardness. Neither knew what to do. "Listen, I don't want this to be awkward or change things between us. This is only what we have to do," said Sam.
"Agreed. Just hurry up and down this so we can get it over with," said Dean as he handed the vial to Sam.
Sam grabbed the vial, uncorked it, raised it in a typical cheers motion, and downed the contents. Dean stared at Sam in anticipation. After Sam finished swallowing the vial's contents, Dean noticed that he began to experience a tingly feeling as he stared at Sam. "Whoah. I think this pheromone is definitely kicking in again."
"Yeah, for sure. I can definitely tell," said Sam as he stared downwards.
Dean looked at him in confusion and then looked downwards. The pheromone had worked so quickly that Dean instantly began to sport an erection that was evident by the outline in the left side of his jeans. At this moment , Dean began to feel very warm and tingly, almost as if he couldn't breathe. "You feel that, Sammy?"
Sam nodded, mouth open in labored breathing, in agreement. "I definitely feel it. I just...want...to ravage you."
Dean and Sam's eyes eventually met. They locked in a stare for a few seconds. All of sudden, the situation changed. Dean and Sam pulled each other in close, brought their open mouths together, and began to ravage each other with kisses. Dean and Sam moaned and groaned passionately as they struggled to balance their kissing with breathing. Sam had his arms tucked under Dean's and reached around to grip his back. Dean brought his arms over Sam's so he could reach over and grab his ass. Dean squeezed them in delight. He couldn't believe how incredibly strong Sam's ass was. Sam broke their passionate kiss and groaned in pleasure. "Oh fuck, Dean! That feels amazing!"
Dean grinned in satisfaction as he used the grip he had on Sam's ass to bring his brother's groin closer to his. Dean thrusted his raging hard on into Sam's groin which sent waves of pleasure through his lower body. Just grinding his cock through the denim of his jeans was nearly enough to send him over the edge. "That bed has already been used," said Dean referring to the bed where he and Cas had fucked not more than two hours ago. "Let's move to the other one."
Sam grinned as he followed Dean over to the other bed. Dean fell on his back on to the bed. Sam followed him and brought his mouth back to Dean's. He used his position to spread his legs along either side of Dean's body and began to more aggressively explore his brother's mouth with his tongue. He ran his tongue around his brother's, brought his left hand down to Dean's crotch, and gripped it through the denim. Dean broke their kiss and moaned in pleasure. "Oh, shit! Sammy, don't! I don't wanna come yet."
Sam chuckled at his brother's reaction. He enjoyed being in the power position. He continued to gently squeeze Dean's cock. "You've certainly gotten a lot bigger since the last time I saw you naked. I can't wait to see you in action," said Sam.
Dean grinned. "I would hope so...considering the last time you saw me naked I was 12 and were swimming in a cold lake."
Sam jokingly scoffed at Dean and brought his mouth back down to his brother's. He brought his other hand down to his brother's groin and used this opportunity to take things further. While kissing his brother, he unbuckled his brother's belt and unzipped his pants. Dean responded to this by lifting his hips allowing Sam to pull down his jeans. The only thing standing between Sam and Dean's cock were Dean's black briefs. Sam broke their kiss and used his hands to release Dean's cock. Dean's cock slapped him in the abdomen after being released. Dean took it in his hands which caused Dean to let out a moan of pleasure. Same gave it a few pumps in order to help the foreskin to retract all the way revealing Dean's swollen cock head. "You thought Cas was good with this, wait until I'm done with you," said Sam.
Sam lowered his mouth to Dean's cock and took it in his mouth. This sent Dean into a breathing frenzy. He could barely contain his loud gasps and desperate grasps for air. Sam wrapped his tongue around Dean's cock head and then ran it up the bottom while simultaneously stroking it. Dean couldn't believe this: his brother was fucking giving him head! Dean didn't want to drag this out like he did with Cas. He wanted to get to the point, not because he wanted it to be over, but because he knew what he wanted: he wanted Sam to fuck him. "Sammy, what do you say let's cut to the chase?"
Sam took his mouth away from Dean's cock and had a look of surprise on his face. "What do you mean? Are you not enjoying this?"
"No, that's not it. It's just that...I kind of know what I want to do...and this isn't it."
Sam stopped himself completely and stared at Dean in confusion. "Okay...so...what is it that you wanna do?"
Dean gazed into Sam's eyes with longing. He couldn't believe what he was about to say. "I want you to fuck me."
Sam grinned in excitement as he hopped off the bed and began to undress. Sam swiftly untied his boots, pulled off his socks, unbuttoned his flannel, pulled off his undershirt, and unbuttoned his jeans in lightning speed, his hair whipping back and forth as we swiftly moved. After he removed each article of clothing, he threw them into a pile in the corner of the room. There Sam stood in all of his glory, wearing only tight Hanes boxers, to be gazed upon by his brother. His long brown hair stood in shambles. His eyes were penetrating as his mouthed remained open, gaping for air. His muscular arms stood limp at his sides. His six-pack adorned abdomen stood at an angel as his hips lopped to the right. His boxers squeezed tightly against his lower body as they restrained his raging boner. "I've been waiting for this for so long..." said Sam.
Suddenly, Sam reached for his boxers and pulled them down, allowing his massive cock to spring free. It bounced around a few times, semi-erect, before coming to a stop, pointing straight at Dean. Sam was clean shaven. His cock stood at 7.5 inches semi-erect and the foreskin was still covering his inflating cock head. Dean stared, eyes wide in amazement. He couldn't wait to get that monster inside of him. Sam grinned in amusement. Dean jumped off the bed, and followed his brother's lead in stripping down completely. Dean's cock was almost limp from inactivity, but that would soon all change.
Once Dean was naked, he and Sam reunited for another passionate kiss. Sam used his hands to guide both of their cocks together. Once they touched, Dean broke the kiss and moaned in pleasure. Sam then brought his mouth to Dean's muscular neck and began to kiss and suck. "Ahhh, fuck, that's amazing!" exclaimed Dean.
The combination of his cock rubbing against Sam's along with Sam kissing his neck was almost too much to bear. Dean brought a finger to Sam's jaw, guided him back to his face, and placed one last kiss on his lips before breaking their embrace. Dean then walked over to the nightstand, the lube from earlier sitting on top of it. Dean opened the drawer, pulled out another condom, and walked back over to Sam. "It's time, not so little brother."
Sam chuckled and walked over to the bed. After getting on the bed, Sam positioned himself so his back was against the head board. His cock was now at full mast, 8 inches of solid cock. He gave himself a few good strokes to further peel back the foreskin revealing his now plump cock head. "Hand me the condom so we can get to it," said Sam.
Dean approached the bed, placed his hands on the edge, condom in his mouth, and began to crawl to Sam. Once Dean was close enough, he opened the condom, glanced at it, and then placed it in his mouth. Sam gave him a look of confusion. Dean then did the unexpected: condom in mouth, he lowered his head to Sam's raging cock, opened wide, and deep throated Sam until the condom was on. Sam gasped in pleasure: no girl he'd ever fucked had ever been able to deep throat his cock, let alone put a condom on with their mouths. Dean smiled after accomplishing this task. "Well, that was creative," said Sam. "Hand me the lube."
Dean handed Sam the bottle. Sam squeezed an ample amount of lube into his hand which he then used to coat his dick. "All right, your turn," said Sam.
Dean then stood up and walked over to Sam so that his legs stood on either side of Sam, his dick directly in front of Sam's face. Dean slightly squatted. Sam squeezed a good amount of lube into his hands, reached around to Dean's ass, and simultaneously took Dean's cock into his mouth as he smeared lube into Dean's asshole. Dean let out a loud moan of pleasure; the cold from the lube along with the heat and moisture from Sam's mouth was heavenly. Once Sam finished applying the lube, he let go of Dean's cock. "All right, let's do this. Lower yourself."
Dean could barely contain himself. This was the moment he'd been waiting for. Dean reached around Sam so both of his hands grasped the head board. Dean then lowered himself so his ass was directly above Sam's monster cock. Sam used one hand to guide Dean's hips while the other guided his own cock. Both brother's were breathing heavily in anticipation. Dean then felt the head of Sam's cock press against his asshole. Once it was positioned, Dean then began to force himself onto Sam's cock. Both brother's let out a loud "fuck" as Dean's ass opened allowing Sam's cock entry. Dean felt as if something empty inside of him was beginning to be filled. Dean continued to lower himself as more and more of Sam's cock entered him. Sam couldn't believe how amazingly good a tight ass could feel. He felt as if a tight, hot sponge, was engulfing his dick.
Dean began to sweat as he continued lowering himself. He thought this feeling of being opened up would never end. All of a sudden, he felt Sam's muscular thighs spread against his ass cheeks. "You're there, bro," said Sam breathily. "Since you're on top, why don't you do some of the work for now."
Dean smiled, let go of the head board, wrapped his arms around Sam's neck, and brought him in for a deep kiss. Then Dean got to work. Since he was sitting in a kneeling position, he used his leg muscles to slowly pushing himself up. He felt Sam's dick gliding out. Once he raised himself a few inches, he lowered himself back down which caused both brothers to moan in a frenzy. Dean repeated this and began to pick up the pace. The brother's fought for air as they locked their mouths in a passionate kiss. Dean propelled himself up and down Sam's cock. "Oh fuck Dean, this is fucking amazing. Fucking taking my monster cock!"
Dean gasped with every downward movement. The headboard began to bang against the wall slightly. Dean began to bounce at a more even pace as he pulled Sam in for a long kiss. He felt his ass being stretched open as he took his brother into his mouth. Dean broke their kiss and lifted his head in ecstasy. Sam brought his mouth to Dean's neck and began to kiss and suck at his brother's jugular. Dean's eyes closed in pleasure. "Oh, fuck! This is fucking amazing! Fuck me, Sammy!"
Dean began to slow down; even as muscular as his legs were, they grew tired and achy from doing all the work. Sam sensed his brother's fatigue. "My turn."
Dean lifted himself off Sam's dick and positioned himself on his back on the side of the bed. Sam's dick was so big that Dean was left with an empty feeling and he could feel his ass muscles clenching at the air, begging to be stretched once again. Sam got up, gave his dick a few strokes, and walked over to Dean's side of the bed. He took each of Dean's legs in each hand, lifted them over his shoulders, and positioned himself between them. Sam then took his dick in his hand and positioned it right at Dean's gaping ass hole. "Get ready for this," said Sam.
Right then, Sam gave one good thrust and shoved his entire cock into Dean's ass. Dean's eyes shot open as he screamed "Holy fucking shit! That's fucking amazing! Oh my God!"
Sam chuckled at his brother's howling. He knew the people in the next room could hear them. Sam began to pull out. Once his cock head was the only thing left inside of Dean, he pushed back in all the way. Sam began to build up a momentum. Dean reached to his brother's face and pulled him in close. The two opened their mouths and explored each other with their tongues. Sounds of kissing, skin smacking skin, and endless moaning filled the room.
Sam began to slow his pace, but gave Dean increasingly deeper thrusts. At one point, Sam thrusted so deep that his cock head rubbed right along Dean's prostate. "Holy shit!" Dean screamed. "That's fucking amazing! Do that again, I just wanna cum!"
Sam's face turned into a huge grin as he gave Dean several more deep thrusts. Each thrust was followed by a moan of pleasure from Dean. Dean grabbed his own cock and began to pump furiously. "Fuck me, Sammy! Fuck me fast! I'm gonna cum!"
Sam began to rabbit fuck Dean as Dean pumped his dick furiously! "Oh God, oh shit! I'm cumming!"
Dean's face turned red and he squeezed his eyes shut as his balls retracted, his cock head, inflated, and shot massive ropes of cum everywhere. Dean let out a huge grunt of relief as he spewed cum everywhere. His breathing was intense as Sam began to focus on his thrusts. "Shit, I'm getting close," said Sam.
Sam began to feel his orgasm building. All of a sudden , Sam threw his head back and screamed "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Sam gave Dean a few thrusts and he felt his cock explode. He kept thrusting, sending ropes of cum into Dean's ass. Sam kept screaming in ecstasy as a bright white light began to shine down on him. The source of the light was undetectable, but Sam didn't care. He brought himself back down to kiss Dean passionately as he shot the last few ropes of cum into him. Once Sam was done, the light faded and Sam began to feel a warm tingly feeling on his entire body. Both brother's were drenched in sweat, cum, and breathing heavily. "I feel it, Dean. My soul. It's back"
Dean and Sam stared into each other's eyes. "Well, now that it's back, what do you say we get cleaned up and go for round two? It'd be nice to fuck without having to do it for some ritual," said Dean.