Setting : Takes place approximately one month after my last instalment of Dean's journal part 3 Silence.

Story outline: Dean is effected by a witches potion that returns him to the age of ten.

Warnings: The usual Wincest and swearing. Added dose of brotherly smoop.

Disclaimers: I don't own any Supernatural characters and make no money from this story. Any place names are used for reference only.

Authors note: References to other parts of Dean's journal in this story.

Ten- Deans Journal Part 4

Chapter 1 Bowl

"Oh! Crap that stinks" exclaimed Dean as he threw another chalice of coloured liquid on the fire and watched it sizzle and the smoke turned a brief green before disappearing up the chimney.
"Just be careful Dean we have no idea what any of this stuff is for."
"I read you little brother, being very careful."
Dean and Sam were in an old house burning items from a witch's altar they had finally located. They had been tracking this witch for a week but she always seemed one step ahead of them moving her altar and spell books around. But Dean had noticed her in this area twice during the hunt and tracked this derelict house down. Dean lifted a thin earthenware bowl up gently with his gloved hands. The light blue liquid in it changed to yellow as it swirled on being moved from the altar. Dean looked down to see pieces of glass and mirror in the bowl and the liquid change to purple then green as he neared the fireplace.
"Hey Sammy this one's changing colour and has bits of broken mirror in it."
"Just be careful Dean." Sam said as he continued to throw spell books into the fire.

Dean took another step the liquid splashing towards the rim and he edged his hands closer to the rim. Suddenly a thick very fast cloud broke from the surface and hit Dean in the face making him cough before he took one more step and dumped the bowl and liquid into the flames where it wooshed away in a purple flame. Dean bent at the waist and coughed hard before standing back upright. Sam moved quickly to his side.
"You okay babe?"
"Yeah. That crap just stank is all."
"Watch yourself hubby."
"Sure thing sweetheart." Dean laughed.

Dean scraped the remainder of the items into the fire and Sam threw the last book in. They sat together and waited until the flames died down to almost nothing then used a thick coating of salt to smother the fire out and left the way they came in. Sam drove the Impala back to the motel with Dean leaning against him relaxing into his brother's warmth. Dean and Sam had been married in a ceremony in California a month previously then had eight day's on their honeymoon. They had done three hunts between then and now getting time to stop at their tattoo artists and add their wedding date to their tattoos on their left forearms. Dean's hands began to wander as they drove eventually finding the hardness in Sam's jeans.
"Oh Sammy's all hard after a hunt." Dean laughed teasingly as he dragged his fingers softly over Sam's bulge.
"I'm not hard after the hunt Dean."
"So you're hard cause you're driving our baby?"
"No De. I'm hard because my sexy husband is leaning up against me rubbing his fantastic fingers over me."
"Now that there will get you somewhere little brother."

Sam pulled into the parking lot in front of their motel room. He cut off the engine and turned to Dean to capture his mouth moving a hand straight down to Dean's lap and feeling the hardness there with a gasp.
"Talking about hard De." Sam's voice was hushed and sounded sexy.
"Oh yeah." Dean sighed into Sam's mouth glad it was two in the morning and no one else was around.
Sam's hand slipped up under his shirt then down into his jeans with practiced ease and felt Dean's semi hard dick free in his jeans.
"God De! Commando."
"Just for you baby."
Sam pulled his hand out and grabbed hold of Dean's shirt.
"Let's go inside babe." Sam pulled Dean out of the driver's side and locked the door behind him.

Just as they entered the room Sam's phone rang and he was about to turn it off when he saw Bobby's name on the screen.
"I'd better take this Dean its Bobby."
"That's okay. I'll have a shower."
Sam pressed the button and spoke into the phone.
"Hey Bobby. How's it going?"
"Not too bad. How are you two going?"
"Great Bobby. What can we do for you?"

Dean had pulled his shirts off and tugged his boots off and was standing in the doorway to the bathroom with his hand on the button of his jeans. Sam licked his lips just seeing Dean's perfect bare chest and abs on show for him.
"Sorry it's so late or should I say early but I knew you would still be up and I need some information from your dad's journal if you have a mind to look it up."
"Oh Okay. What about?"
Sam watched biting his lower lip as Dean slowly unzipped his jeans and his erection sprung free hitting his belly.
"A hunt your Daddy did in East Vermont. I think your other half was with him but I wouldn't be sure. It was back when you were small."
Dean had put his hands in his back pockets and slid his pants down his hips showing off his hardness as he thrust his hips forward. Sam let out a strangled groan.
"Sam you there? Sam?"
Sam took an involuntary step forward before remembering he was on the phone and Dean laughed and went into the bathroom leaving the door open behind him.
"Sorry Bobby, what?"

By the time Sam had finished finding what Bobby needed; Dean was sitting up on the bed watching TV with just a towel around his hips. He was happy they had a king sized bed that night, he felt like they were going to need it. He went over to Dean and bent down and rubbed his fingers over Dean's hard chest while Dean combed a hand through Sam's hair.
"What are you doing mister?" Sam said softly.
"I'm waiting for my husband. So watch out. He gets real jealous if I talk to fantastic looking guys."
Sam felt a thrill as he always did when Dean called him his husband.
"Fantastic looking guys hey?"
"Hell yes! He would freak if he saw you."

Dean's hand ran down Sam's face. Sam leaned forward and kissed into Dean's mouth his breathing getting faster as Dean deepened the kiss and ate his mouth up.
"Sammy go grab a shower wash the smoke off. You smell like a chimney and I want you clean babe."
"Okay be right back."
"I'm waiting."
Sam knew it wouldn't be a long shower. When he was in the shower he saw Dean had drawn a pentagram in a circle on the glass door in soap. Sam laughed at the gesture. Protection in the shower. God he loved his brother.

When he got back to bed Dean was lying with the covers up and his eyes closed. Sam kissed him softly on the lips and Dean kissed back wet and sloppy obviously lying in wait for him. Sam laughed as Dean kissed his face.
"I'm still hard for you baby." Dean teased into Sam's ear.
Sam felt his way down the covers until he found a long hard length he recognized well. "Ah feels so good even through the covers."
Sam lay down over Dean with the covers still on pushing his erection against Dean's. He kissed into Dean's mouth like he had wanted to all night starting off slow and smouldering getting faster and wetter pushing against Dean under the blankets until Dean was panting up into his mouth wanting more. Sam rose and flipped the covers off revealing Dean in all his glory, dick tight and hot standing to attention. Sam gasped at the beauty of his brother he had all to himself and climbed back on top of him as Dean reached up for him.

Sam let his legs fall either side of Dean's hard body as Dean's hands caressed his skin feeling the dips and curves of Sam's muscular back.
"Love you husband" murmured Sam in Dean's ear softly.
"Love you too husband." Dean breathed out as Sam pulled his bottom lip into his mouth.
Dean moaned as Sam's tongue delved deep into his mouth tongues clashing as they pushed into each other's mouths. Dean's hands moved to Sam's bottom and pushed it down into his groin as he ground up. They were soon achingly hard and Dean pulled back panting slightly.
"Sammy?"
"Yeah De." Sam was busy attacking Dean's strong neck.
"Licks baby?"
"Oh yeah babe, if you want."
"Want it."
Sam pulled back from Dean knowing what was coming. They had developed their own 'love code' in the last few weeks where all they need was a word to convey what they wanted. Sam was normally the one to call 'licks' as he loved pressing licks and kisses all over Dean's body. But tonight it was Dean's turn and he flipped him over easily on the king bed so Sam was relaxing on his front. Dean went to work kissing licking and laying soft bites all over Sam's back including licking into his body and kissing down his clean strong legs. Dean loved licking over Sam's deep cut muscles of his back making him shiver and groan. Dean knew every part of Sam and the best parts to stay on to get him to squirm under him. For some reason Dean wanted to give Sam lots of attention tonight. This wasn't about having sex. It was making love.

When Dean flipped Sam over Dean kissed him deep then set to work kissing his body. Sam grasped Dean's hips and flipped him round so he could kiss and lick at him at the same time. Sam groaned as he found the back of Dean's legs and sucked the flesh there while running a hand over his firm ass.
"Sammy's noisy tonight aren't you baby?"
"I can't help it babe. I want you so much. No matter how often we do it I still want it more."
"Well I know how to make you lose your voice".
"Oh yeah?"
"Oh yeah."
Dean moved so that his stomach was over Sam's mouth and his mouth was over Sam's stomach.
"Oh fuck De"

Sam's mouth went straight to Dean's stomach licking biting and sucking. Dean worked Sam's stomach with quick light licks making Sam moan and groan and occasionally let out a "Dean" into Dean's well-muscled stomach.
"OhfuckDe." Sam mumbled around the head of Dean's dick almost chewing on as Dean gave him more pleasure.
Dean built the pleasure slowly occasionally running Sam's dick down his throat and making Sam groan hard. Sam was soon pumping into Dean's mouth as he came hard pleasure making his toes curl and shout Dean's name so loudly Dean was sure the neighbours would know him. Sam finished Dean off quickly with his mouth enjoying the way they could get each other going and over the edge with such love and passion.

Dean lay on Sam for a time then rolled off and pulled Sam on top of him. Dean pulled Sam's left forearm to his lips and kissed and licked the tattoo until the skin was red then washed it softly. Sam took Dean's left arm and did the same the tattoos meaning so much to the brothers now. True symbols of brotherly love and more with the date of their marriage underneath the Latin words "Pariter Foreveri". Their rings together now on their left hands clicked together but they were so used to it they barely noticed. Dean pulled Sam back to his chest and they lay together for a time comfortable and happy. Eventually Dean got up to brush his teeth for sleep and use the toilet. When he came out Sam was dressed in boxes and T shirt. While Sam used the bathroom Dean slipped on boxers and lay in bed waiting for Sam.

Sam slipped in next to Dean and Dean pulled Sam to his chest as he lay on his side. Sam pushed his face into Dean's chest as he often did and rubbing like he was a cat. Dean hugged Sam tight with his arms happy to be with his favourite person.
"De, I know this is sloppy and you'll tease me for being a big girl but I love you so much you know that?"
"You should know by now Sammy that I won't tease you for that. I feel the same way."
Dean tangled his legs in Sam's taking a big breath in as Sam stretched up and kissed Dean on the nose. Dean kissed Sam's forehead before kissing his mouth in a slow breath stealing moment as he ran his fingers through Sam's hair.
"Don't you ever leave me husband because I don't know what I would do without you."
"Same here husband same here."
"I guess we're stuck with each other."
"Aint we lucky?"

Dean took Sam's left hand with his and interlocked their fingers letting the rings clink softly. Sam laughed softly at Dean's quick reply that made him feel very lucky indeed. So did Dean's next kiss that smouldered with passion and love.
"Pariter Foreveri Sammy."
"Pariter Foreveri De."
Sam laid his head on Dean's chest feeling all was right with the world.

TBC