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Spilled Blood Cries to Heaven	By : BlueHarlequin Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Spilled Blood Cries to Heaven
Chapter 3 – A Taste
Author: BlueHarlequin
Disclaimer: Nothing of Supernatural belongs to me. This is not for profit. No copyright infringement intended.
Warnings: underage sex, incest
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Dean x Sam
Summary: Dean angsts over taking Sam’s innocence, Sam doesn't.

For months Sammy had been satisfied to touch me and with a little bit of coaxing I would reciprocate. We didn’t do it every day, and when dad was around there was nothing. I was amazed at the way Sam just shut off around our father. Everything was normal, brotherly, affectionate ribbing, pouting and teasing. But when we were truly alone, the glances were heated, the touches lingering and every movement Sammy made was designed to entice. It was driving me insane.
It had been going on for a few days now. Every time I looked up Sam was sucking on something. A popsicle, a lollipop, the end of his pen. At first I hadn’t noticed it; then we had made a trip the local ice cream parlour.
Anyone looking at us would have seen a teenager taking his younger brother out for ice cream. I saw the most obscene act performed on a cone of vanilla ice cream ever. By the time I had paid, and we sat down, the ice cream had melted a bit and was running down over Sam’s hand. Staring at me, he started licking it up slowly. I bit into my chocolate ice cream. I had to look up again at the loud slurping noises Sammy was making. He was pursing his lips around the top and sliding them back, sucking in a little at a time. He murmured, “mm, Dean, this tastes so good.” I stared at him as he ran the tip of his tongue from the base of the cone to the top.
My pants grew tight and I hissed at him, “Sam! We’re in public.”
Sam just smiled at me innocently. "What? I’m just eating my ice cream."
And that was where it started. It was if something had lit a fire in my little brother and he was on a mission to torment me sexually at every point.
Sam got up from the table and stood in front of the television. I went to yell at him but stopped as I caught the look in his eyes. Sam stalked me. He moved slowly and deliberately to stand in from of me. My breath caught has he ran his eyes over my body. Sammy’s smouldering gaze on me caused me to harden instantly. His hands stripped me of my shirt and travelled down to yank my open my zipper and pull my pants off. I couldn’t believe as I watched Sam kneel before me and swipe his tongue over my cloth covered erection. It barely registered as he pushed me onto the bed and crawled between my legs. I gasped out “Sam what are you doing?”
“I want to taste you Dean.”
“What?!”
Sam wasted no time stripping my boxers off and for some reason I didn’t put up a fight. Sam eyed my erection curiously and I was about to tell him to ‘stop’ the moment his tongue darted out and licked me. I gasped at the warm wet sensation. He wrapped his lips around me and sucked down a bit only getting about halfway before figuring out that was all he could take. If I hadn’t been so out of my mind with the situation I might have laughed at the mulish look that crossed his face. His hand came up and wrapped around the part of my cock he couldn’t cover. Sam started bobbing his head and I groaned in response.
He was sloppy, his mouth a bit too wet but what he lacked in experience he made up for in enthusiasm. Grudgingly I had to admit it still felt mind numbingly amazing. I couldn’t get most of the girls at the various high schools I was in and out of to do this often; they thought it was ‘icky.’ I jerked a bit. “Sammy watch the teeth.” He looked at me wide-eyed and hummed in understanding. The vibration caused me to let out a strangled cry and Sam paused for a moment. I watched as his face took on a beatifically evil expression. He increased his pace and started moaning around my length, sucking as hard as he could. The kid was a fast learner. I couldn’t help one of my hands coming down to tangle in his hair, the other gripped his shoulder. I struggled not to hold him too tightly as I felt it building up inside me. I tugged gently at his hair trying to pull him away, “Sam ... Sam, I’m going to cum.” He squeezed me a bit harder with his hand and sucked hard. I let out a shout as I shot my load into his mouth. Sam pulled away, coughing wetly as he tried to swallow my cum. “Jesus Sammy! You don’t have to swallow it. That’s why I warned you!”
Panting, I hauled him up from the floor and practically threw him on the bed. Sam’s clothes fluttered to the floor as I almost ripped them off his body. In my haste, I almost caused the bedside lamp to fall to the ground as I tossed his shirt on top of it. Sam giggled at my desperation and the youthful sound almost stopped me in my tracks. However, I was determined to return the pleasure he had given me. From an experience standpoint we were both new at this but as far as practical knowledge was concerned I was an expert. I’d had enough of those same said girls do this to me to know exactly how to proceed. Also I had a little trick to one up him. Something I had learned from stalking the only openly gay student at the current high school we were in. Thank goodness the kid hadn’t freaked out when I cornered him for some information.
I engulfed his swollen pink prick in my mouth and Sam cried out in pleasure at the sudden hot wet sensation. A salty tang greeted my tongue as I realised he was already weeping from arousal. I drew back slowly, licking the crown like he had done the ice cream earlier that week. Up until this point Sam had been watching me, but as my tongue traced the slit of his tip his head fell back and he let out a low moan. Encouraged by his cries, I began moving up and down over him, varying my pace to keep him on the edge. I could tell by the way his hips were writhing he was enjoying what I was doing to him. I continued like this for a while before deciding to give him his relief.
Time for the finishing touch; I pulled off of him for a second to suck on my finger. Taking him in my mouth again, my hand trailed down to the small pink hole of his ass. I felt him jerk a bit when I circled the opening with my finger. I pressed at it a few times just to let him know what was coming. Sam’s breath hitched but I felt his cock twitch in my mouth in anticipation. I pressed the finger into him sucking hard at the same time. He stiffened up for a second but relaxed as I moved slowly. It was in here somewhere and I rubbed my finger against him looking for that spot. I knew I found it when he suddenly tensed and let out a choked sob. I pressed against it and that was it for him. Sam screamed out my name in pleasure and I was almost taken by surprise as he flooded my mouth with his cum. I gently pulled out my finger and sucked him though his release, swallowing everything he had to give.
I moved up on the bed, coming to rest beside him. Sammy cooed softly at me as I hugged him close. The dazed look on his face had me asking, “You okay there?”
He smiled lazily, “Yeah, that was nice.”
I chuckled in response. “I’ll be right back.” I went into the bathroom to get something to clean us up. This was becoming something of a routine and I wondered briefly if I should be more alarmed at the pace this was going. I had just sucked my little brother’s cock and I had let him suck mine. However, the small voice in the back of my mind was silent. Sam was bleary eyed and almost asleep when I finally came back from the bathroom with a warm wet towel. I examined him as I cleaned him up and put on his pyjamas. He looked so innocent at the moment; it was hard to believe that moments ago his face had been flushed in the throes of passion. I wanted to feel guilty for that but my mind supplied the devious image of his face as he had eagerly gone down on me.
After getting into my own night clothes, I flopped down next to him and pulled the covers up around us. As I closed my eyes I wondered how long I could keep this up. I was going to turn eighteen in a couple of months and that would only complicate things if anyone ever found out.

tbc
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