DISCLAIMER: Don't read it if you're not 18 yet. I own nothing "Supernatural" and everything related to it belongs to Kripke and the CW. And imply nothing about anyone.
READ FIRST : All right here's some stuff you need to know before you start. This story is set after "The Meeting of A Lifetime" (http://fanboi214.livejournal.com/1683.html ) you can read if you'd like but all you really need to know is this. 1. The Winchester really exist and the series is based on Eric Kripke's (the creator) encounter with them. 2. Unlike the character, Dean is actually gay. 3 Dean and Jensen Ackles looks remarkably alike.
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The four men had taken up residence in two adjoining hotel rooms in LA. On the advice of Sam and Dean, Jensen and Jared both accepted their roles in the film and the director had requested the entire cast fly into LA. The cast was to meet up tomorrow and then they were all going to go stay and film in the director's mansion, nestled cozily outside the city. This director had been very specific. No entourage, no security, nothing except the cast and him. Now this was certainly atypical for Hollywood's hottest men but this particular director was so trusted and respected... one could hardly think he had any ill intentions.
It had also been decided that the shape shifter was likely to make his move once they were sequestered and that Dean, because of his amazing resemblance to Jensen, would pose as the actor. In the mean time the four gorgeous men just had to spend the day killing time in a luxurious hotel room... a day which had proven much more entertaining for Dean, Jensen, and Jared than for Sam.
At this particular moment, Dean and Jared were off in the actors' room while Sam and Jensen were talking in the hunters' room. "So are you like completely straight?" Jensen said looking over to Sam.
Sam shrugged, looking at the man on the bed across from him. "I guess... I just never thought about doing anything with a guy. Never really had any desire to."
"How on Earth could you never be curious with a brother like Dean!?"
"What do you mean?"
"Oh yes!!!! Dean!!!! Yes!!!!!" Jared's muffled moans of passions passed through the hotel's thin walls and Sam couldn't help but laugh. The two actors had proven to be completely insatiable. Dean REALLY did a wonder on them. Sam wasn't sure if was because Dean was just particularly on that fateful day they had met or whether the fact the actors' job forced them to concentrate on their memory of Dean on a daily basis but they had been goading all the sex out of Dean they could be it individual or together.
"That's what I mean..." Jensen gestured to the wall. "You see what he does to men that think they're `straight.' You're telling me you don't wonder if maybe you fall into that category."
Sam shrugged nonchalantly again "Not really. No."
"Not even staring at Dean day in and day out. He's so damn sexy."
"He's my brother! I can't be sexually attracted to my brother."
"What about me?" Jensen said, a cunning smile making it's way across his face. "I'm not your brother so I mean you can be sexually attracted to me. I mean seriously, look. You can't see where so many people find your brother's beauty irresistible."
Sam shook his head as he laughed "I can't believe you're hitting on me. You just fucked my brother..."
"I'm not hitting on you." Jensen interrupted. "Just having a conversation." Sam rolled his eyes. "No really I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just curious... and all." There was something strange yet alluring about Jensen. Sam couldn't put his finger on it. Maybe it was the sudden confidence or the calm but sure gaze he was giving Sam. Sam didn't know what it was but it was... intriguing.
Jensen continued to grin. Taking this role was the best thing he'd ever done. He didn't know what he did before Dean. He learned to just slide into character so subtly so easily. He himself didn't know what the difference was, but there was one. He had met a number of people who though, not overly excited about Jensen, were inexplicably lured in by Dean Winchester. He didn't have a hundred percent success rate, that was for sure... but than again he wasn't actually Dean. It was really remarkable to him considering he and Dean were physically pretty much identical. There was just something about convincing himself he was Dean that made him so much cooler, smoother, more calculated and confident. Taking this gig was definitely the best thing he'd ever done.
"Really though..." Jensen said stepping to his feet and looking down at the man who sat on the bed. "You can look at this gorgeous face, stare deep into these mysteriously beautiful eyes, and most of all look at these lips..." As Jensen spoke he felt Sam's eye unintentionally move to the area he was describing "those big sexy lips of his. I mean sometimes when he speaks I don't even hear the words because I'm just staring at his lips... imagining them pressed against my own, against my body, or wrapped around my dick sucking so skillfully as those blazing green eyes stare up at me..."
As Jensen was speaking he was inching closer and closer. Sam wasn't a stupid man. He was fully aware of the fact Jensen was trying to seduce him. And not that he was vehemently against the idea, he had in fact as he said earlier just never had any desire. Yet the idea of allowing this man to seduce him through a comparison to his brother seemed like a bad idea. Sam knew he shouldn't be allowing the star to close the distance between them yet his attempts to back away somehow simply turned into him leaning back until he was lying flat on the mattress. Jensen's lips slowly lowered towards his own and Sam just closed his eyes. He was slowly melting into the mattress beneath him, Jensen's soft lips pressed against his own, his talented tongue made it's way inside his mouth, and Sam felt himself kissing back. He didn't know how long the kiss went on for, he just knew Jensen's lips slowly slipped away from his mouth. Sam swallowed hard. That was good... that was really good. His eyes fluttered open to see a rather excited Jensen hovering above him. "So are you like uncontrollably attracted to me now?"
"No." Sam said sitting up and arching an eyebrow "I mean it was enjoyable and all but no."
"Damnit!" Jensen shouted softly stepping back "It didn't work."
"What?" Sam said confused. Just as the younger hunter was coming back to reality he heard the door behind him open as his older brother walk in from the connecting room. Apparently he and Jared had finished and Sam was just too preoccupied to notice.
Jensen was grinning happily as Dean walked in. "My turn." His grin widened as he made his way over to Dean wrapping his arms around the other man's neck when he arrived.
Dean kissed him lightly before peeling the actor's hands off him. "You already had two turns, a joint session and a tutorial. I'm going to bed."
"Tutorial?" Sam said looking over his shoulder at the two men, who could've just as well been twins.
"Yeah I figured if he was representing me he might as well do it well. Taught him the kiss." Dean said off handedly as he crossed the room disappearing into the bathroom. Sam just grinned at Jensen who was coyly giving him a `who me' look. "None of the in bed shit though. My specialties in bed are to be used by me and no one else." Dean continued from in the bathroom.
Jensen winked at Sam. "Good night Sammy..." Before slinking off into his bedroom.
So that was THE kiss. The kiss Sam had watched Dean employ so many times. The kiss Dean used to turn big strong heterosexual men into his wanton sex zombies. Well Sam had to say he was under whelmed. It was certainly good... it was very good... but not enough to elicit the reaction he had so often seen it get. Sam definitly wasn't completely starved for Jensen. The kiss did manage to make him a little bit curious... well make that a lot bit curious but still...
"You know Sammy, let me tell you." Dean began in the bathroom and continued on route to his bed. "I always thought I was one horny bastard but them... my god."
"I could hear." Sam laughed as he began to crawl under the covers of his bed.
Dean reached his own bed and slid under the covers. "You mind if I turn off the light?"
"No I'm good."
Dean leaned over and turned the light off. The two sat in silence for a while until they began to hear moans and groans from the wall behind him. Most prominent were the "Ohhhh Dean.... Dean..." Sam and Dean had learned earlier that the two like to role play, pretend that Jensen is Dean, so Jared's cries didn't surprise either man. They were both however taken completely off guard by what they heard Jensen scream "Oh... Sam..."
The two hunters were silent a minute. Then Dean finally just said "Did he just...?"
"Say my name."
"Yeah..."
"Yeah.... I think they did."
"So he's pretending to be you and the other one is pretending to be me and they're..."
"Yeah..."
There was an awkward silence to match the permeating awkward feeling in the room. Neither fell asleep; it was hard to do with the actors' passionate love making next door. They were silent again "Oh yeah Sammy slam my ass..."
More awkward silence until Sam finally broke it. "Wait did he just say... do you get fucked?"
"What do you mean, Sammy?"
"I mean... you get ummm slammed. I always assumed you uhhh did the slamming."
"No." There was an awkward paused "I mean sometimes yeah but... not normally." The two just lay there in the dark, in silence. "Sammy..."
"Yeah?"
"This is fucking weird... even for us."
"Yeah... it is."