Date: Thu, 11 Aug 2011 22:57:39 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jason Rodriguez <hispanichomo13@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bringing Sammy Back Part 2

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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.