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Title:
Bittersweet Reunion Part V
Author:
Darkestangel
Summary: �A shocking revelation is revealed
Author�s Website: www.darknessprevails.com
Comments: darkestangel@darknessprevails.com
Archive: Yes, to
Supernatural archive, yes to others with permission
Warnings: WINCEST, coerced sex, mention of underage sex, dark
themes, a manipulating John

Pairing: Dean/John
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: set in Salvation
Disclaimer:
Supernatural belongs to Warner Bros., Wonderland Sound and Vision, McG, Eric
Kripke, and Robert Singer. I am only borrowing their characters for my own
personal pleasure and no permanent harm will come to them.
Author�s Notes:
1. I tend to write dark stories and this one is no
exception.
2. This is a missing scene from Devil�s Trap. This scene
takes place after the boys have rescued John but before Dean accuses John of
being possessed.
3. You definitely need to read Bittersweet Reunion Part
I-IV before reading this installment.
4. Flashbacks and inner voices are in italics.

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Sam looked back over his shoulder at his father who was
sleeping in the back seat of the Impala hoping that his father would be okay.
He had just reconnected with his father and he felt that their relationship was
mending and becoming stronger with each passing day. It had been nearly five
years since he left for Stanford and for the first time in five years, Sam
wanted his family back together even it meant being on the hunt at all times.

�Do you think he�ll be okay,� Sam asked his older
brother.

Dean looked into the rearview mirror at John and frowned
in concern, �Of course he will be. He just needs to get some rest.� Dean looked
over at his brother and flinched in sympathy at the bruises and abrasions on
his face, �And you need some serious fixing up yourself.�

Sam�s entire face ached from the demon�s attack in the
streets of Lincoln, �It hurts worse than it looks.�

�That bad,� Dean asked wincing. �When we get to the cabin
I�ll patch you up, ice you down, and drug you until the pain becomes bearable.�

�Just Ibuprofen, I have to stay alert incase the demon
comes after us,� Sam remarked while lightly touching the swollen skin around
his battered eye.

�Hopefully, that fucker won�t be able to find us at the
cabin,� Dean commented refocusing on the road. �Bobby�s hunting cabin is
isolated and hard to find.�

Sam watched as Dean raced down the narrow deserted road,
�Not too hard to find I hope.�

Dean smirked, �I know exactly where it�s at. Dad and I
stayed there about three years ago when we were hunting down an Ieles near Grand
Falls.�

Sam looked back over at his brother in confusion, �What
the hell is an Ieles?�

�It�s a cat that walks on two legs,� Dean began.

�It walks on two legs like us,� Sam asked in amazement.

�Yeah, and it sucks blood like a vampire,� Dean smiled.
�But it was pretty easy to kill once we figured out what needed to be done.

Sam gestured with his hand for Dean to continue, �And?�

�Well, it sits near a crossroad at night waiting for
humans, but if you can get it to go into the center of the crossroad, it loses
all of its power, so Dad and I tricked in into chasing me out into the
crossroad and Dad ran over it with his big ass truck.�

Sam grinned in amusement, �Instant road kill.�

�Dad was picking out pieces of its flesh from his truck
grille for weeks afterwards,� Dean laughed softly. �All nine lives of that cat
were imbedded in Dad�s truck; its guts, its fur, its whiskers��

�Dude, you are so not right on so many levels,� Sam
joked.

Dean�s smile disappeared instantly, �If you only knew how
right you were about that.�

Dean�s change in mood did not go unnoticed by Sam,
�What�s wrong?�

Dean wanted to tell Sam everything that had been going on
behind his back for the last two days; hell for the last ten years, but he
didn�t know how to start. �I was just joking dude.�

�It wasn�t what you said that concerns me, it was how you
said it,� Sam began. �Something has been wrong with you since Dad came back,
now what is it?�

Dean slowed the Impala and turned left onto the dirt road
that led to the remote cabin. �I guess I�m just worried about you guys; both of
you willing to give up your lives just to kill this thing.�

Sam recalled Dean�s confession of barely holding things
together back in their Salvation motel room and he knew that Dean was afraid of
being left alone without a family. �Look, I promise you that I will do
everything in my power not to get myself killed so stop worrying about me.�

�Yeah, I thought you were always trying to do that until
you nearly ran in after that thing when it was in Monica�s house,� Dean remarked.
�It was standing in a room of fire and you nearly plowed me over trying to get
to it.�

�I know,� Sam admitted. �I let my quest for revenge
almost get the better of me, but I won�t let that happen again. I�ve come to
realize that there are more important things in this world besides revenge.�

Dean looked at his brother in surprise, �Like what?�

�You�Dad, our family,� Sam replied looking back at his
father who was beginning to show signs of stirring. �I�ve realized that I�m
becoming like him, and I don�t want that. I don�t want my whole life consumed
with a crusade for vengeance.�

�There are other things he lives for,� Dean countered.

�Really, like what?� Sam asked bitterly.

Dean knew that he had another opening to begin his
confession, but how do you confess to your brother that your own father has
been fucking you in the ass for over a decade? Dean cleared his throat
determined to get the nerve up to tell his secret, �He has other things that he
enjoys doing.�

�Besides hunting and killing,� Sam prodded.

�Sam, there�s something I�ve been wanting to talk to you
about for a while, but I�m not sure how well you�re going to take it,� Dean
stated as he pulled into the dirt driveway of Bobby�s cabin.

Sam watched as his brother parked the car and turned off
the ignition, �What is it?�

�Dad and I�,� Dean began.

�Want what�s best for you, and if you really want to go
back to school after all of this is said and done, then we will respect your
decision,� John interrupted as he sat up in the back seat.

Sam looked at his brother for some sort of
acknowledgement, �Is that true? I thought you wanted me to stay with you and be
a family?�

Dean looked at his father in the rearview mirror and saw
eyes daring him to contradict, �I do, but Dad�s right, we want what will make
you the happiest.�

Sam looked back and forth between John and Dean and shook
his head in disbelief, �Sometimes I just don�t understand you two. It�s like
you have this silent communication thing going on, and I don�t have a
translation book for it.�

John opened the door of the Impala, �Let�s get inside
where it�s safer.�

Dean and Sam got out of the car, grabbed the salt and the
Colt, and headed up towards the cabin where John was already retrieving the
hidden key from underneath a loose plank in the porch. Sam looked at his
brother in suspicion and confusion, �Is that really what you wanted to tell me?
You wanted to tell me I could leave you?�

Dean refused to look at Sam directly but instead watched
as his father unlocked the cabin and headed inside. �Sure it is,� he lied.

Sam grabbed Dean�s arm and forced him to stop, �Just last
night you were telling me you were barely holding it together and without me or
dad you would lose it, so why this sudden change?�

Dean looked at Sam, �I don�t want to lose you but I have
to let you go if that�s what you want.�

�And if it�s not what I want,� Sam asked.

�Then you can stay, but I don�t want you to stay if
you�re only doing it to appease me,� Dean clarified.

Sam licked his dry blood-caked lips feeling an
overwhelming sense of misery emanating from his older brother. �There�s
something else isn�t there?�

Before Dean could answer, they were interrupted by the
commanding voice of their father, �Get in the cabin boys.�

Dean pulled his arm out of Sam�s grip and began walking
onwards towards the cabin, �I�ll get him to lay down for some rest and then
I�ll patch you up.�

Sam watched as his brother walked away and headed into
the cabin filled with bewilderment, �What the hell is going on with you Dean?�

*************************************************

Dean entered the cabin, peeled off his jacket, and headed
into the other room. John was already in the bedroom laying on the bed when
Dean entered the room, �Close the door.�

Dean saw Sam walking into the front door of the cabin,
gave him a small smile, and closed the door, �Sam took one hell of a beating. I
need to clean him up.�

The demon inside John looked Dean up and down
appreciatively, �Your brother can wait, but I can�t.�

Dean stepped towards the bed filled with concern, �Are
you injured?�

The demon smiled knowingly, �Not where you can see.�

Dean arched his brow in uncertainty, �What do you mean?�

�Please don�t do
this,� John begged of the demon.

�I�m hurting on the inside,� the demon began. �I just
feel horrible for the way I�ve treated you these last couple of days. I�ve been
an asshole to you, and I�m sorry if I have hurt you.�

Dean stood beside the bed and looked down at his father,
�You have been shitty to me. I don�t know what�s gotten into you, but I don�t
appreciate being treated like that.�

�I don�t know what�s gotten into me either,� the demon
hysterically laughed.

�Are you okay,� Dean asked confused by John�s behavior.

The demon stopped laughing and stared intently at Dean. �I�m
going to treat you better from now on,� the demon lied.

Dean sat down on the bed beside John, �Are you going to
leave me again?�

The demon grabbed Dean�s hand and held it in his own,
�Never, we�ll be together until death do us part.�

Dean looked down at his father�s hand noting the wedding
ring that John still wore and thought about his mother and her death. �You�re
being morbid, don�t talk like that.�

The demon squeezed Dean�s hand more firmly, �Death is a
reality this family knows about isn�t it; why not face the truth that one or
both of us might die fighting this demon? Hell, it could be tonight.�

�Promise me that you won�t do something stupid like
sacrificing yourself,� Dean pleaded. �I couldn�t stand losing you or Sam
again.�

�I can�t make that promise,� the demon answered. �You
never know what will play out with this demon. All I know for sure is that this
night will probably prove to be an eye opening experience.�

Dean pulled his hand out of John�s hand, �What do you
mean?�

The demon grabbed Dean�s wrist and pulled the human
towards him, �We�ll just have to wait and see now won�t we?�

�Let go,� Dean demanded. �I need to go check on Sammy.�

The demon rolled his eyes and sighed heavily, �Is it so
much to ask that you spend some time with me? I mean you�ve been with that
brother of yours for a year, and I�ve been alone on the road missing you. Can�t
you just stay with me for a little while?�

�You need your rest and�,� Dean began.

�You don�t want me anymore do you,� the demon
interrupted. �I can�t really blame you.�

Dean yanked his wrist away from John�s grip and stood up,
�Must you always manipulate and pressure me into giving you what you want?�

�Apparently so,� the demon smiled.

�That�s not true!
He�s come to me willingly many times,� John defended.

The demon stood up from the bed to stand next to Dean,
�And to be honest with you, I�m beginning to think that you�re not worth the
effort. You�re exhausting.�

Dean felt his lip quiver from his father�s painful
admittance, �Then why don�t we just stop this now? No more guilt, no more
exhaustion for you, and no more mind games for me.�

The demon laughed softly, �You�d like that wouldn�t you?
Like the chance to spread your legs for someone else.� The demon licked his
lips, �Maybe Sammy?�

Dean grinded his teeth in anger, �And I bet you�d like to
watch wouldn�t you?�

�You
son-of-a-bitch, don�t you fucking do this shit to him,� John pleaded.

�Honestly, I�m thinking about trying your brother out for
myself,� the demon smirked. �You�ve been such a bitch to me lately.�

Dean clenched his fist, �Leave Sammy out of this.�

The demon invaded Dean�s personal space and stood
toe-to-toe with Dean, �What are you going to do to me if I don�t?�

Dean was forced to look up into his father�s eyes, �I
will kick your ass.�

The demon growled in arousal, �I�d like to see you try
pretty boy�Give me an excuse to beat the shit out of you.� The demon stared deeply
into Dean�s eyes, �That would be fun.�

Dean refused to back down from his father�s threat, �You
really want Sam to come in here and have to break up a fight between us? Find
me wiping the floor with your ass?�

The demon sucked on his bottom lip in thought, �You know
I�m beginning to see the error I�ve made with you.�

�Oh really, what would that be,� Dean sneered.

�I�m too fucking nice to you,� the demon replied. �I
should have been just taking what I�ve wanted from you all these years rather
than trying to play these games with you.�

�Don�t you fucking
dare,� John screamed in his own mind.

�I�m getting too old for this drama. I don�t have the
patience to deal with your whole �It�s so wrong what we do together� shit,� the
demon mocked. �All you�ve ever done is to deny what you like and instead make
me work my ass off to get it.�

John had never physically forced Dean into intercourse
before and Dean was confident that his father�s threat was just coming from his
frustration and exhaustion. �Like I said, you lost my cooperation when you
abandoned me in New Orleans,
and if you think that threatening me is going to make me fall back into your
bed willingly, you�re crazier than I thought.�

�Oh, like your were so cooperative before New
Orleans,� the demon scoffed.

�For the most part I was,� Dean retorted.

�Really, because I seem to recall that most of the time I
had to convince you into having sex with me, and I�m fucking tired of having to
do that for you,� the demon warned.

�That�s an exaggeration�there were times that you had to
use your special persuasive powers, but there were also times that I came to
you quite willingly,� Dean defensively replied.

�And that�s what I want from you now,� the demon
whispered.

�Well, that�s too bad, because you�re not getting me
anytime soon without a fight,� Dean hotly replied. �You had me back in Manning,
but you had to work for it, and you hurt me, and I�m not giving you the
privilege of doing that to me again; especially with Sam right outside that
door.�

The demon licked his lips slowly, �I�m always up for a
good fight boy.�

Dean was slightly taken aback by his father�s aggressive
demeanor, �You touch me and I will call out for Sam.�

The demon shrugged his shoulders, �So what? I don�t mind
an audience if you don�t.�

Dean stepped back trying to put space between himself and
his deranged father, �You know he�d stop you.�

The demon arched his eyebrows, �Would he?�

�Of course he would,� Dean answered in disgust. �He
wouldn�t let you hurt me.�

�You sure about that,� the demon asked stepping closer to
his prey. He loved the fear that he saw in Dean�s eyes, �You�re scared aren�t
you?�

�No,� Dean lied. �You�re just tired and need to rest. I
know you wouldn�t force me or hurt me on purpose.�

�So trusting�so forgiving,� the demon smirked. �You�re
weak and vulnerable.�

�I�m not weak, I�m just�,� Dean began.

�You�re what,� the demon interrupted. �Confused?�

�Falling apart,� Dean whispered.

The demon gently placed his hands on Dean�s shoulders,
�You poor boy. Daddy�s done a real number on you hasn�t he? I�ve played with
your mind all these years, confusing you, making you feel guilty about denying
me. It�s a damn shame I didn�t handle this better, but I�m going to cure that
now.�

Dean was perplexed, �What do you mean?�

The demon squeezed Dean�s shoulders tighter, �Haven�t you
been listening? I told you I was going to start taking what I want without your
permission.�

Dean shook his head, �No.�

�Trust me, it�s not going to be nearly as bad as what
I�ve done to you over the last decade,� the demon confidently replied. �Hell,
you might even thank me for it afterwards.�

�No!� John screamed
as his own body moved on its own accord. �Don�t rape him, he�ll hate me
forever.�

Dean looked like a deer caught in headlights, and the
demon was eating it up, �You want to call for help so bad don�t you? You want
your tall handsome brother to come in and sweep you off to safety don�t you?�

�Actually, I was thinking more on the lines of me saving
myself from your crazy ass,� Dean replied just as he head-butted his father and
made a break for the door.

�You�re going to have to do better than that Dean,� the
demon stated as he recovered in an instant and grabbed Dean by the waist. He
covered Dean�s mouth with his hand and hoisted Dean over towards the bed,
�Hush, do you really want Sammy coming in here and finding out how weak and
pathetic you really are? Do you want him to see you all spread out with my cock
up your ass and you begging for like a cheap whore?� The demon wrestled Dean to
the bed keeping his hand over Dean�s mouth, �Are you going to cry out for Sam
if I take my hand away?�

Dean wrestled for control with his father determined not
to lose the fight. �Fuck you,� he yelled behind John�s hand.

�That�s not very original Dean. I know you�re the looks
not the brain of the family, but I�m sure you can do better than that,� the
demon taunted. He easily overpowered Dean and tossed the human onto his back on
the bed, straddled Dean�s hip, and held down both of Dean�s wrist with one
large hand, �Now, I�ll ask again�are you going to scream for help like a little
bitch or are you going to take it like a man?�

Dean lifted his hips off the bed in an attempt to
dislodge his father but to no avail and lifting his arms off the bed was
virtually impossible. He reluctantly relaxed into the bed wondering when his
father had gotten so strong. �I won�t yell for Sam,� he muttered behind the
confining hand.

Slowly, the demon removed his hand and smiled when Dean
made no attempt to call for Sam. He didn�t want to deal with Sam at the moment,
so he hoped that the youngest Winchester
would not interrupt because Dean was his main focus of attention at the moment.
It was time to break Dean and make him a non-threat, �That�s a good boy. Daddy
likes it when you behave.�

�No Daddy shit,� Dean warned. �You want to fuck me, fine,
but do it quick and get it over with so I can go fix Sammy�s face.�

The demon laughed softly, �Yeah, that nasty demon sure
did a number on your brother�s face. Lucky you were there to shoot it with the
Colt.� The demon stretched out along Dean�s body bringing his mouth close to
Dean�s face, �By the way, where is the gun?�

�It�s in my jacket,� Dean answered.

�And where is your jacket Dean,� the demon asked.

�Out there,� Dean nodded towards the door. �Why are you
so interested in the gun Dad?�

�Well Dean, it�s the only weapon we have against that
fucking demon and I just wanted to make sure that it was in a safe place, which
I guess it is as long as Sammy�s out there watching it�by the way, how did you
feel killing that man today?�

Dean shook slightly when he thought back on shooting the man
in the head that was possessed by a demon and then there was Meg to think about
as well. �I don�t know.�

The demon flicked out his tongue and licked Dean�s lips
slowly, �Did it make you feel good, bad�turned on?�

Dean snatched his head away from the man who he use to
trust more than anyone else in the world, �I felt nothing. Just anger at what
he was doing to Sam, but I don�t feel bad about killing him.�

The demon silently simmered in anger at the death of his
�child�. Meg�s demon had been sent back to Hell, but could be conjured back to
the physical world when necessary, but the Colt had killed his other �child�
and the demon wanted Dean to suffer for that loss. �You murdered someone, shot
them in the head, and you feel no remorse?�

�That�s what I fucking said. Now, could we get past this
psychoanalysis shit and get this over with,� Dean implored.

�Eager are we,� the demon goaded. �Daddy�s slut wants it
bad don�t you?�

�I told you no Daddy games. Just fuck me already,� Dean
reiterated.

The demon released Dean�s hands, slid down to the bottom
of the bed and pulled off Dean�s boots and socks, �And I told you that I was
going to take what I wanted, how I wanted it, and there�s not a damn thing you
can do about it.� He ran his strong hands up Dean�s bare feet and massaged them
tenderly, �And if you happen to get some enjoyment out of it, then that would
make it that much sweeter.�

Dean snorted, �A rapist doesn�t care about their victim�s
pleasure.�

The demon�s hands continued to rub Dean�s feet enjoying
the feel of bare flesh in his hands, �Is that what we�re calling this then,
rape?�

�What else should we call it,� Dean asked staring up at
the ceiling.

�Fucking, making love, sodomy,� the demon teased. �It�s
not like you�re not getting off on this. I know you boy, and I know you like
being out of control.�

�That�s not true,� Dean retorted.

The demon released Dean�s feet and reached for Dean�s
belt buckle, �Yes it is. I know you got a secret thrill when I covered your
mouth with my hand.� He undid Dean�s belt, �You can�t hide your perversion from
me Dean.� He unbuttoned Dean�s jeans, unzipped them, and began pulling them
down Dean�s legs, �I know you better than you know yourself.� He threw Dean�s
jeans onto the floor and reached for Dean�s cotton boxers, �And you like the
Daddy games even though you won�t admit it you little pervert.�

Dean felt his boxers being dragged down past his lean
hips and finally looked at his father, �Why are you being like this?�

The demon threw the boxers into the floor and ran his
hands up Dean�s well-defined legs appreciating the soft baby-like skin he found
on Dean�s upper thighs. �You said it yourself; something has gotten into me,�

�This isn�t a fucking joke,� Dean warned.

The demon nipped at the soft flesh on Dean�s thighs with
his teeth and pushed Dean�s legs apart, �I wasn�t joking.�

�What,� Dean practically shrieked in a panic over his
father�s remark.

�You�re a fucking
idiot. He�s not stupid, he�ll figure out that I�m possessed, �John informed the
demon confidently.

The demon ignored the voice inside his head, �Relax baby,
it�s just that I�ve been so long without you; without your taste, your heat,
your body.� He licked the length of Dean�s hardening dick, �I want to be buried
inside you. Feel your hot ass clamping down on my cock.�

Dean felt his treacherous body reacting to his father�s
tongue and words, �If you loved me you wouldn�t do this to me.�

The demon sucked on the head of Dean�s cock while pushing
in a dry finger inside Dean�s tight entrance, He liked the anguish moan he
heard coming from Dean�s mouth, �Who said anything about love? I just want to
fuck you.�

Dean felt like he had been slapped in the face, �You
don�t love me?�

The demon got up on his knees rolling his eyes, �Sure I
do, if that�s what you need to hear.� He pushed Dean�s T-shirt up wanting to
get a better view of Dean�s upper body. �Jesus, you�re kind of needy aren�t
you?�

Dean stared in shock and disbelief at his father�s cruel
remarks, �Excuse the fuck out of me for wanting someone to love me; especially
my father who has been my lover for over ten years.�

The demon roughly lifted Dean�s hips up off the bed with
his arms, stretched Dean�s ass cheeks apart with his hands, and brought the
morsel of flesh up to his mouth. He spat on Dean�s puckered hole and jabbed his
tongue inside licking at Dean�s musky taste like a starving man.

�Oh my God,� Dean exclaimed as he was man-handled and
devoured by his father�s tongue.

The demon pulled his mouth away from Dean�s ass and
smiled, �Like I said, this has nothing to do with love. This is about me
getting my fat cock inside your perfect hole, but first I got to get it sloppy
wet.� He spat on the bud of flesh again and circled his left ring finger around
Dean�s asshole, �Going to fuck you so good boy.� He pushed his ring finger
inside Dean�s tight channel enjoying the obvious moan of pleasure that escaped
past Dean�s lips, �I knew you wanted this you little slut. You want Daddy�s
cock don�t you?�

�No,� Dean lied.

�Fucking liar,� the demon snarled. �I think it�s really
hot that I�m fucking you with my ring finger.� He held onto Dean�s hips tightly
with his other arm when the human began to struggle again, �Calm down Dean.
It�s just a wedding ring. The only reminder I have of your sweet mother�s beautiful
soul.�

�You fucking bastard! Get it out of me,� Dean begged.

�It looks so good sitting up against your flesh like
this, wanting to slip inside you, but being held back by my hand,� the demon
cruelly taunted. �I use to do this to your mother�s sweet cunt too. Watch the
ring as it touched her pink moist lips, trying to enter her body.�

�Shut up,� Dean pleaded feeling his whole body shake in
shame.

�I have to say though, you mother�s pussy never felt as
good as your tight little hole,� the demon grinned. �Of course, I never fucked
your mother in the ass because that would be a disrespectful thing to do to the
mother of my children.� He spat of Dean�s hole again and shoved another finger
inside Dean�s tightness, �Too bad I can�t say the same thing about you.�

Dean felt tears of humiliation tearing up in his eyes.
�Please stop, let me up.�

The demon pulled Dean�s hips up further leaving Dean to
be supported by just his shoulders and head, �I don�t think so.� He pulled out
his fingers, pulled the stretched whole open, and spat directly into the gaping
hole, �Damn you taste good.� He pushed his hot tongue back inside Dean feasting
on Dean�s wet insides.

�Please�please stop,� Dean begged.

The demon pulled away from his tasty snack, �Your mind may
be saying to stop, but your nasty little fuck hole is throbbing for my tongue.�
He traced Dean�s hole once again with his ring finger watching as the puckered
nub clenched open and then closed, �Oh yeah�it�s fucking quivering for more.�

Dean shook his head in denial, �Stop.�

The demon raised his head above Dean�s hips and looked
down at Dean�s face, �No.� He noticed the tears in Dean�s eyes and smiled, �Are
you going to cry on me?� He shook his head in disgust, �How many times have
told you that men don�t cry?�

�How many times have I told you no,� Dean asked angrily.
He wasn�t surprised when John didn�t answer, �Apparently, we both have a
hearing problem.�

The demon was amused, �I guess we could both get one of
those Miracle Ears.� He released Dean�s hips and allowed the human to rest on
his back once again. He gripped Dean�s thighs and pulled them apart making room
for his own body. He placed his thick long prick at Dean�s entrance, �Beg for
it.�

Dean snorted, �I don�t think so.�

The demon slapped Dean in the face, �Beg for it.� When
Dean refused to cooperate he grabbed Dean�s nipples and twisted hard, �Beg for
it you fucking bitch.�

�No,� Dean winced as his nipples were tormented.

The demon slapped Dean again in the face, �Beg for my
cock you little whore.� He pinched and twisted Dean�s nipples watching in
enjoyment as Dean�s face scrunched up in pain, �You know you want it, tell me
how bad you want it.� He nudged his cock into Dean�s unwelcoming hole pushing
just the head of his dick inside, �You want me to slam inside you, rip you in
two?�

�No,� Dean whimpered.

�Then beg for it, tell me you want me inside you,� the
demon warned.

�I want you inside me,� Dean whispered.

�Make it nastier. Use that pretty mouth of yours for
something else besides bitching,� the demon hissed.

Dean swallowed down his pride wanting nothing more than
to get his ordeal over with, �Please fuck me Daddy�Fill me with your cock.�

�That�s my boy,� the demon grinned. He pushed slowly
inside Dean�s body watching Dean�s face the entire time. �I�m going to fill you
up Dean. Fill you up with my cock�my seed.�

�Yes,� Dean shamefully moaned.

The demon heard a distinct click as the door opened up,
He knew that the onlooker couldn�t see Dean�s face because the demon�s back was
turned towards the door blocking the view of Dean�s face. He smiled wickedly
knowing that the youngest Winchester
was getting an eye full, �That�s it Dean. Spread those legs for Daddy.�

�No!� John cried as
he felt his body pumping in and out of Dean�s unwilling body while Sam looked
on. �Please stop this!�

�I love you baby. You make Daddy feel so good,� the demon
mocked. ��Love your fucking body, love your fucking hole�yeah, you love this
too don�t you.�

Dean closed his eyes in reluctant pleasure as he was
penetrated by his father�s prick. He hated his father for forcing him but he
loved the results, �Fuck yes�it feels so good.�

The demon watched Dean�s face intently as he pumped hard
inside the now pliant body, �Going to fill you with my seed baby�going to make
you all nice and wet, so I can sink right back inside you later on tonight.�

�Umm�that�s so fucking hot, give it to me,� Dean begged
licking his lips.

The demon eagerly shot his warm creamy load inside the
human�s greedy body, �There it is yeah�you feel how hot you make your Daddy.

�I�m going to
fucking kill you if it�s the last thing I do,� John threatened as he felt his
cock drained dry by Dean�s velvety walls.

The demon pulled out of Dean�s dripping hole and made his
way down towards Dean�s neglected cock, �Now let�s see what Daddy can do about
this little problem you have.�

Dean never heard the bedroom door clicking shut or saw
the look of utter shock on Sam�s face as he closed the door on his own father
going down on his brother. Sam felt like his knees were going to give out on
him and he leaned up against the wall for support, �Jesus Dean, what the hell
have you gotten yourself into and how long have you been letting that sick
fucker touch you?� Nausea threatened but Sam forced the bile back down. He pushed
himself off the wall, grabbed the salt, and began salting the doors and windows
of the cabin. The image of his brother impaled on his father�s cock was
permanently imprinted on his mind and he shook his head in disgust clenching
the bag of salt in anger, �Well, I�ll tell you this, he�ll never touch you
again not as along as I have breath in my body��

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Warnings: WINCEST, coerced sex, mention of underage sex, darkthemes, a manipulating John

Warnings: WINCEST, coerced sex, mention of underage sex, dark
themes, a manipulating John