Sam parked his car in the parking lot and looked around for Dean's car. He didn't see him and sighed softly, leaning back in his seat.

His phone chimed and he took it out his pocket, thinking it was Dean. He looked at the notification and saw it was a text from Cas. He smiled a bit and opened the text, his eyes immediately widening.

Cas had sent him a picture of himself laying on the bed with his cock in his hand. His lips were parted slightly and he had a blissed out look on his face.

"F-Fuck, Cas..." He licked his lips and quickly put his phone back in his pocket.

He looked down at his pants and noticed the tent. He whined and got everything under control just as there was a knock on his window. He looked up and smiled a bit when he saw Dean.

He grabbed his keys and stepped out the car. "Hey Dean." He said softly as he locked it.

"Hey Sammy." Dean smiled softly at him.

The two started walking through the park, both already knowing where they were going.

They came upon the large pond that they used to go swimming in all the time when they were younger. They sat down, facing each other, with their legs crossed.

"What's on your mind, Sammy?" Dean asked, looking at him worriedly.

Sam sighed and picked at the grass. "I have a lot to tell you, Dean.."

"About what?"

"My life.."

Sam started telling Dean his story, starting with him and Jess in college to now with him and Cas.

Dean listened to his little brother talk, his heart breaking. He would ask a few questions in the middle of it, but for the most part, stayed silent.

When Sam finished talking, Dean got on his knees and hugged Sam. "Oh, Sammy..."

"You aren't mad?" Sam asked as he hugged him back.

"No... I'm not mad. I-I am hurt that you never came to me to help you though. You're my little brother, Sam, you know I would've helped you, if you would have just talked to me."

"I didn't want you to see me differently. Like I can't take care of myself or my kids. I didn't want to seem like I needed help..."

"Sam, you were 22 and in college. You were supposed to need help. No college student could take care of themselves until they're almost done with it. I wouldn't have seen you differently. No matter what you do, you're always gonna be my little bro. You can never change my view of you."

"Sammy, I don't... I- fuck, I don't know what to say. I never want you to do something like selling your body again. I'm sorry, but that was dumb. Do you know how many dangerous people are out there? How many diseases you could have caught? If something would have happened to you... I don't know what I would have done. I'm glad that the only thing that happened was you getting pregnant."

Sam sniffled. "I'm sorry De... I didn't know what else to do."

"You should've came to me, Sammy. You know I wouldn't have minded or turned you away." He pulled away and held Sam's face softly. "I love you, Sammy."

"I love you too, De."

Dean kissed his forehead and wiped his tears away for him. "I'm glad you told me, Sam. Thank you for telling me and not keeping this from me any longer."

Sam nodded. "I'm sorry I did keep this from you.."

"It's ok baby bro. I have to admit, you're really strong, Sam. Any person who is willing to work three or four jobs for their children deserve an award."

Sam smiled softly at Dean. "Thank you De." His phone chimed again in his pocket and Dean let him go so he could check it.

When he took out his phone, he saw it was from Cas again. He held it to where Dean couldn't see. He opened the text and looked at the new picture, no emotion on his face, but a pit of warmth started going through his stomach.

This picture showed Cas with two fingers buried deep inside himself, his cock resting on his stomach. His mouth had formed an "O" shape and his eyes were barely opened.

He locked his phone and put it away again. "Sorry. Cas needed to ask me something."

"It's ok. Y'know, I'm happy that you found him, but what made you open up to him more?"

"I honestly don't know. I know it seems weird.. It's just... It's like he knew I was doing good. Sure he had just met me and all, but it's almost as if he knew everything about me.."

Dean chuckled softly. "He's like Sherlock Holmes. Knows everything about you just by looking in your eyes."

"Exactly!"

The two talked for a little while longer, until Dean had to go get Devon from school.

They walked back to their cars together and hugged each other.

"I love ya Sammy."

"I love you too, De."

Dean got in his car and left. Sam got into his car and started it. He was about to drive off when his phone chimed again.

He opened the text and this time he saw it was a video. Chewing on his bottom lip, he opened the video.

Cas' voice came on, moaning softly. He had the camera pointed at his cock and his ass. He was still fingering himself. "F-Fuck, Sammy! I need you!" Cas whimpered softly.

Sam watched as Cas' cock throbbed and he came over his stomach. Cas pulled his fingers out and wrapped his hand around his cock. He started stroking it, riding out his orgasm. He finished cuming and his cock went limp in his hand. He moved the camera up to his face and smiled softly as he panted. "Hope your talk with Dean went well, Sam. I can't wait till you get home." He blew the camera a kiss and the video ended.

Sam put his phone aside and started to drive home, the tent in his pants growing bigger. "Damnit, Cas... Damn..." He licked his lips and hurried home.

"He's gonna fucking get it."