“Dean!” Sam’s voice rang with a deafening roar. The alpha hated using this tone with his brother; Dean always sulked after being forced to stop and listen, but as the mark took control, Sam found no other recourse to grab the attention away from the darkness racing inside of Dean.
Not that it did any good. Dean’s rage forced onward unabated. Sam grabbed his brother driving him back, but the mark gave the omega strength beyond an alpha. Sam fell crashing to the ground as his brother forced by.
“Dean! Dean! Stop! You’ve got to stop this!”
His brother stopped for a moment and turned; darkened eyes flashing with lust – bloodlust.
Sam almost felt small at his brother’s glare, but he stepped forward. “Dean, stop this. This mark can’t control you. You can stop.”
Dean only snarled.
Sam grabbed Dean’s arm and shoved the sleeve up. “This mark is important to you? You’re letting it take over? What about us, Dean? What about everything else?” He forced his brother into the wall and moved lower to his wrist. “What about this mark? Hmm? Do you remember how you got it?”
His brother remained silent but made no effort to remove himself. Sam continued, “I do, Dean. Hell, I remember everything. You were eight and stupid as hell. You thought swinging across the beams in the barn was a great idea. Lots of fun until you went crashing into the floor with a broken wrist. Bones healed, but the scar remained.”
Sam moved to his brother’s right hand. “And this one.” He gave a sour laugh. “You beat up that bully who wouldn’t stop teasing me. I told you that I could handle it, but being the thick skull you are, you wouldn’t stand down. Even after the dozen times Cas has healed you, this little mark on your finger remains.”
This time the younger brother grabbed the left arm and pointed. “Your first hunt. You were so proud that dad finally took you along. You were a little eager with the gun and got nicked surging forward too soon. Stupid rookie mistake but you were so damn proud of that scar cause you still got the bastard. We stayed up many nights as you recounted every second.”
Sam’s hand hovered over Dean’s collar; one final mark mostly covered under several layers rested underneath. Small, not noticeable – placed there for reasons. Dean had insisted they complete the act. Sam had always been his world; this culminated his devotion. But he never wanted his biological make-up to define him so it remained hidden from the world. Only Sam knew of this mark; his knowledge so intimate it sent chills down his spine.
“What about this mark, Dean?” Sam said barely above a whisper. “Doesn’t it mean more to you? To us?”
Sam’s grazed the mark – his mating mark. It had meant so much to him that Dean had insisted to mate and become tied for eternity as one. His sweet, badass omega overcame his disgust with alpha/omega stereotypes to complete with him. He kissed it softly remembering the night and praying it would be enough. Hoping their tie would be enough to break whatever hold was on him.
The alpha eyed Dean. “Tell me this mark – our mark – means nothing, and I will leave you to your destruction.” He spoke softer and less demanding. “But if it does, you’ve got to work with me, man. I can’t help you if you won’t talk to me.”
Sam wondered if he had gotten through to his brother, and he watched with almost strained hope as his mate lowered his head. They stood there silent for several minutes before Dean’s head lifted. Tears pooled in his green eyes.
Okay but what if the reason why Dean is doing all of this- reading fitness magazines, eating healthy- is because he’s trying to be like Sam, thinking how Sam has managed to stay good.
They never quite knew when to quit. Dean could be at Stanford for an hour or a week visiting Sam, they could spend the entire time wrapped around each other and yet, leaving was still the same every time. Drawn out, and damn near cheesy.
Sam would walk Dean out into the dorm lobby, both of them kissing sweetly, not wanting to let go or stop. They justified it by the fact they never knew when Dean would be up next, even though he’d managed to stop by every month since Sam got here. Some of it was fear, Sam knew first had how dangerous hunting could be, and he never wanted this to be the last time he seen Dean, no matter how likely it could be.
“Seriously, baby… we’ve been out here for like twenty minutes” Dean chuckled pulling back, “We’d have been better staying in bed"
Hands tightening on Dean’s hips, not letting him go to far he gave Dean his favorite smile, “I think that’s a great idea”
"C’mon, don’t do this to me now. I’ll be back as soon as I’m done – looks like a salt and burn” Dean promised but Sam only pouted. Laughing Dean swept in to give Sam a final peck before pulling back.
“Be safe?” Sam sighed, knowing the game was up. He leaned in to steal another kiss.
“I have to be, can’t let the last time I see your face for you to be giving me those big sad eyes” Dean smiled brightly at him and it warmed Sam’s heart.
“Better not be” Another kiss. “I love you”
“Love you, too Sammy… I’ll call you tonight?” Another kiss.
“Yeah” Another kiss, “Bye Dean”
“Later Sammy” Another sweet seemingly never ending kiss.
THIS POST WAS WRITTEN BY MY VERY GOOD FRIEND AND WRITING TEAMMATE ADAM FOR OUR WINCEST BLOG. ADAM KNOWS A LITTLE SOMETHING ABOUT PSYCHOLOGY—HE’S GOT A MASTER’S DEGREE. HE’S SMART, COMPASSIONATE, AND WELL WORTH LISTENING TO. I HOPE YOU WILL GIVE HIS WORDS A READ!
Hello friends new and old! I’m Adam. I write under the pen name Adam Everhard. I’m a 47 year old licensed clinical social worker. I’m happily married to Dylan, my wonderful love of the past six years. He’s a physician’s assistant at a low income clinic. We both have some experience working with teens who have experienced incest, and I’ve invited Dylan to put in his two cents worth on this post.
I’m not going to touch on parent-child incest, which is the most common form that we deal with, particularly father-daughter. This is a post all its own. Suffice it to say, this is always very damaging to the girl on the receiving end. Even if she believes herself to have consented, the psychological fallout is always severe.
With sibling incest, the most common kind that Dylan and I encounter is an older brother-younger sister situation. This is also invariably very damaging psychologically. The entire family unit in these situations is an unhealthy entity. Often the victim of coercion is the healthiest member of the family, although she will present as being the most traumatized.
I will touch on the idea of consensual sibling incest. It is rare, but it happens. I don’t tend to deal with people who are in such relationships. The ones I end up dealing with are those who have been damaged by incestuous coercion or rape.
Our Real Cie mentioned the adult film stars Elijah and Milo Peters. They are twin brothers in their twenties who engage in actual sexual contact. They feel they are each other’s soul mates. Their activities are completely consensual.
Incest is not the norm. Non-consensual incest, like any non-consensual sexual contact, should be prosecuted. Consensual incest tends to be so rare as to not even make a blip on the radar.
Dylan and I watched the Peters brothers in action. We both agreed that it was like watching any other two hot guys having sex. We were neither turned on nor turned off by the fact that they’re actual blood brothers. One thing we both readily agreed on: they are harming nobody and should not be scorned or ostracized.
I don’t have any brothers. I have two older sisters. Dylan has an older brother. I prepared to be punched when I asked him if he ever considered having sex with his brother.
He didn’t punch me. He hurt himself laughing.
Most siblings would react either with horror or complete disbelief at the idea of having sex with their sibling. Real life incest does not appeal to the majority of people.
So, let us try to answer the question: what is the appeal of Wincest?
For some Wincest shippers, the focus is two hot guys boning. So, why aren’t there a lot more Damon/Stefan (Salvatore brothers) ships? Those are two hot guys. Some people ship them, but not nearly as many as ship Wincest.
Wincest is not about hot-dude-incest. Wincest is actually a romantic ideal. It is about finding the one person who loves you above and beyond anyone else even though they know just how damaged you are. Wincest is about love prevailing in spite of horrifying personal misfortune. Wincest is about love that rises above and defies social convention. Although most Wincest shippers seem to be women, for a gay man like me, it’s a beautiful love story.
Gay people do not have many places to turn where we could find such a love story. The Supernatural creative team is sitting on a potential gold mine that will never be tapped because homophobia is still so prevalent in modern society. This could be a wonderful story with a happy ending where two extremely damaged people find love in one another’s arms. That will not be the outcome, but it could be.
I would love to see the incest angle actually brought to life and dealt with in a loving manner, but it never will be. Barring that, as our Real Cie pointed out, the creative team would have an easy way to allow a homosexual relationship to exist between Dean and Sam. Simply have them find out that they aren’t actually biologically related. This will never happen either, but if it did, it would open the door to a thing of beauty.
In any case, the whole “Wincest is gross because ew, you pervs just want to see incest sex” argument is a straw man argument. Wincest is not actually about incest. It is, in its most basic form, a romantic ideal. The Love Against All Odds story is hardly a new one.
Most people who like Wincest would be horrified if their own real-life sister or brother made a pass at them. Real life incest tends to squick people out. There is a knee-jerk reaction against sex with close relatives.
To wrap things up:
Wincest is not about actual incest. It is a Love Against All Odds trope.
Those getting up in arms about it are throwing punches at straw men. They need to find a real cause.
Personally, I’m all for Sam and Dean getting together. It would be a thing of beauty. Alas, we live in a world where love wins out so seldom. In mainstream media, it hardly ever does for homosexual couples. When we aren’t being utterly ignored, we are stereotyped. For now, canon gay couples are few and far between.
Dear Wincest shippers, there is nothing wrong with what you envision. Execute your work with love. Who knows, maybe in another fifty years, what you do will make an actual difference for future generations.
This is something totally random I noticed. When they under extreme emotional stress they seem to bite their nails. It seems so out of character for them because they always act tough and are good at hiding what they feel. This makes them look like lost little boys. There is something so vulnerable about that gesture.
Title: Strong Enough To Surrender Author: etoile-etiolee Pairing: Sam/Dean Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 16K Warnings: mpreg, knotting, mean John, graphical birth/delivery, alpha!sam, omega!dean, marking, overstimulating, heat Summary: Dean is an omega. Since puberty, John has insisted that he takes suppressants because he does not believe Dean can be respected amongst hunters if they learn about his status. Stuck between an alpha father and an alpha brother, Dean struggles to find his place in the world. That is, until John forces him to take some life-changing decisions when he throws him out. Joining Sam at Stanford, Dean comes to term with his own needs and identity, while Sam waits patiently for his brother to realize that they are mate. What happens after… well, a lot, but Sam and Dean are together. Dean can deal with anything, even an unexpected pregnancy, with his brother by his side.
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