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It was Bobby! He told Dean that the demon had been spotted between Lake Charles and Lafayette driving a semi. It had possessed a trucker and made him run other cars off the interstate and destroy half a dozen state police cars with his bare hands. Dean thanked Bobby and then said, "Okay, Sammy, that thing is headed this way. Let's go intercept it." So Sam inhaled what was left of his T-bone steak and scrambled eggs, downed the rest of his Mr. Pibb, then they ran to the Impala and took off up I-10 East.

Pretty soon, they found the trucker at a rest stop and Dean took the trucker down. Sam was walking over to check when this black mist came swirling up out of the trucker's body and entered Sam's nostrils. Then Sam's eyes turned black, like a sharks, and then turned normal again. So, after the Louisiana State Police showed up, Sam and Dean left and went back to Lafayette to their hotel. When they got there, Dean kicked his boots off, grabbed a beer from the fridge in the hotel room (they got the beer from the gas station next door earlier), and kicked back on the bed. Sam came in and sat down beside his brother, took the TV remote, and turned on the tube.

Family Guy was on. So they sat and watched. Sam got a beer and was drinking when the demon surfaced inside him. He dropped his beer on the floor and looked at Dean with a cunning, sly grin. Dean asked, "What? Are you okay, Sam?" Sam sneered and replied, "Yeah, I'm fine. I just noticed how attractive you look in your sleeveless T-shirt and jeans." Dean said, "Aw, thanks.. Hey wait a minute! Sam, are you nuts? Why are you telling me this? Are you like, funny?" Sam said, "No, Dean. But I've always found you attractive. I just never had the courage to tell you until now." Dean was still sitting there taking this all in when Sam lunged over and kissed Dean square on the lips. Dean dropped his beer and started flailing his arms and trying to break the kiss. Then Sam stopped and said, "What's a matter, bro? Don't you like your little brother?" Dean said,

"Stop it Sam! This isn't funny! You do that again, and you'll wish you hadn't!" Sam went to touch Dean's belly and Dean kicked him upside the head, knocking him off the bed. Sam came back up and was pissed! Then Dean saw Sam's eyes. They were black, empty, no emotion, nothing but pure evil. Sam hissed, "You're not leaving until we kiss and make up."

Dean somehow got around Sam and ran to the car. When he tried to back out of the driveway, the Impala wouldn't move. It just sat there spinning backwards. Then Dean looked forward and saw Sam standing there shirtless, holding on to the front of his car. Dean pushed the gas pedal to the floor but it was no use. Sam was way too strong for the Impala and it wouldn't do anything but spin the tires. Dean noticed how sexy Sam was. He looked at Sam's six-pack and chest, saw sweat beads rolling down Sam's stomach and into his bellybutton and then down into his underwear. He noticed Sam's nipples were hard.

Sam saw this and said, "So, you like me now, huh? Didn't know little brother was so strong, did you?" Dean gave up and turned the car off. Sam quickly grabbed the driver side door and ripped it off the hinges, then flung it across the street like a Frisbee. Then he looked at Dean and said, "Come on back inside. Let's make up, okay big brother?" Dean went in and when he turned around, Sam shoved him onto the bed, ripped his T-shirt open, and started kissing his nips and bellybutton and running his tongue up and down Dean's abs and chest. Dean felt his cock getting harder every second until it felt as if it would literally bust through his jeans.

Sam ripped Dean's jeans down and started sucking his cock and licking up and down the shaft like a lollipop. Dean's dick was getting wetter and Sam's was bulging through his jeans. Dean tugged at Sam's pants and Sam snatched them off, his huge cock bouncing with precum oozing from the tip. Then Sam turned Dean over and started fucking him, using the precum as lubricant. Dean dug his fingernails into the bed sheets and moaned and panted as Sam fucked him harder. Then Sam laid flat onto Dean's back and shoved his cock into Dean as far as he could. Massive loads of cum squirted into Dean's tight ass and Dean felt each one.

Then it was his turn. Sam lay back while Dean kissed on his bellybutton, six-pack, and pecs, licking his nipples and navel and then lying on Sam's sexy abs and humping them until he squirted his own hot jism on Sam's belly. Then they laid there, Dean on top of Sam, holding each other and hugging. Sam said, "See, that wasn't so bad, was it? Now aren't you glad we made up?"

Dean pulled an ancient knife from under the pillow and stuck it into Sam's shoulder. Sam screamed in pain and then the black mist came up out of him and went out the window. Then Dean removed the knife and bandaged Sam's wound. Later that night, Dean got horny and he and Sam fucked again. Sam asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?" Dean replied, "Sure, I won't tell if you don't." And so it was agreed that no one would know their secret.