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Upside - Round # 1

Title: Upside - Round # 1
Party: 1 / 2
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester.
Paringa : Dean / Sam
Rating: R +?
Words: 1,100
Genre: Angst ?
Beta: babycin
Prompt: Lies bingo_italia
Disclaimer: Sam and Dean belong to those who created them and unfortunately I am not one of xD those
Note: You Collachio think more or less in the first season or so, but in general far-fetched xD




Sam bites his lip, suppressing for the umpteenth Once the urge to get up and slap his brother, who sleeps peacefully in bed next to the one where he turns around all the time. Damn! Dean, at times, is a fucking idiot. They dined in a room that night, one of the usual bad place to go where z series to win a bit 'pool of money and not give too much attention and their absurd speeches, and Dean beefy made with the girl on duty as usual. That chicken was still against strusciarglisi and blink. The urge to deface the pretty face, Sam was very strong, fortunately had left the club before he could do some shit, like kissing Dean in front of everyone. Back at the motel her brother had gone to sleep as if nothing had happened, while Sammy was left to fret the liver. Shit, he really believed he could do to Dean. Shit, had given ass with his brother and he repaid it? Maybe he was not quite clear the situation, think of Sam, because he does not make anyone's bitch. Then he hears the
soft bed of Dean move and feels to get up, closes his eyes.
-Sam, are you awake? - He calls him quietly and he does not answer, pretending to sleep.
opens his eyes only when it is certain that Dean is not the most watching. She sees him pick up the clothes she knocked down before going to sleep and take them to the bathroom. It comes after five minutes. Fully clothed. Sam can not really believe her eyes when she sees him put his jacket and take the keys from the table dell'Impala. Dean gives him another look, before closing the door at the back, but it is too far away and the room is too dark, so do not notice the expression grim to see Sam and his eyes looking at him with hatred.
After the child hears the unmistakable sound of the engine is turned dell'Impala sits on the bed in disbelief. Not even Dean can be so shit, he thinks. If you went to the bitch on his return to the kill.

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Dean, in fact, has not the faintest idea why he's doing, he feels guilty about fucking against Sam and can not even enjoy a good fuck. The girl moaning under him has everything in place and Dean feels terribly wrong thinking about his brother at that time. He did so to remove it from the head, slutty bitch, because his thoughts must always be fixed? He wanted to prove to himself that no one has yet managed to put the collar Dean Winchester, but the only thing I feel is getting pathetic.
sinks once more into the girl's body and is then strangled with a groan. The time to catch their breath and enjoy the sensation of orgasm, and right after you're already hold.
-You're leaving already? "- Cries the girl, when you reach for the door.
He smiles briefly, turning the handle.
-Sorry small, and I have to go .- 'the last thing he says before disappearing behind the door.
found themselves running to get to the car, he wants to leave behind the night, wants to return to his room and found that Sam smiles at him when he wakes up.

The truth is that a member of Sammy now, and only him ...

just has to admit to himself now .



It's five o'clock in the morning when Sam hears the door open. Leaning against the edge of the table with his arms crossed notes Dean trying to get as little noise as possible.
-Where 'were you? - Ask a harsh voice, making him jump.
Dean is a good liar can lie to God-even to himself-but, Sam, has never been able to tell lies, so do not even tries too much and says the first thing that comes to head.
-I was a walk-
.- With the Impala? -
-I ... n -
-Save your breath, Dean - Sam stops him now,-I saw you take the keys .- The
more sugl'occhi runs his hand. -You know that driving relaxes me, I was nervous .-
Sam smiled bitterly. Him nervous? But that makes him the pleasure.
-So fuck that relaxes you immediately attack .- The Dean and feels cold.
-What does that supposed to mean? - Churches could hardly keep a casual tone.
The Moor leaves the table and confronts his brother, facing. -I do not know him, Dean. You tell me .-
Dean looks at him straight in the eye, and hates having to raise his head to do so.
-I do not understand where you're going, Sammy-Mi .-
. Calling. Sam .- growls the least. The blond
test rests a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down, but the other moves away from his grasp. Dean sighs, is reaching the limit of endurance.
-Seriously, Sam - crush the voice on the name to highlight it, do not understand you-.-
Sam stares at him, trying to figure out if it is an idiot or if he is taking the piss. A hand automatically snaps forward, grabs the collar of the vest that Dean is still holding him, and approached their faces with a jerk.
-Thou fucked, Dean? - Try to load every single syllable of hate and swallows his brother, he never wanted to disappear so throughout his life.
-No .-
Dean is a very good liar, but Sam can not lie.
-not fuck with me! - The screams in the face of his brother, letting him exceed the limit.
Dean is attacking, he is not defensive.
-although I'd fuck you fuck you change that? I fucked dozens of girls, stop do all these fucking stories .-
-How many did you have done after that? - Sibila another.
Dean pretends not to understand, even though he knows perfectly what it refers to Sam. What-what? -
-After we fucked, asshole .-
The more confined to lower his head without answering. And 'who became the first three months by the , and a part of him knows that most likely will be the last.
- God, I can not believe ... - Sam Esala letting go and opening their arms. -Seriously, Dean, how can you do this to me? - Says the touch of a finger on his chest. How- In this way you can betray your brother?! - Scream.
-You're right. I will not betray it. Because of us, two brothers, not must be nothing of all this .-
Sam cashes that sentence like a punch in the stomach. He looks down and quickly get to the door.
-If that's what you .- says sbattendosela behind.