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When you stand in a mom position, you gotta act likeone. 

01

Warning: Male Lactation

预警：男性泌乳

Paring: Sam Winchester/Dean Winchester

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简介：

Dean raised Sam. He took the role of a mother hen. So obviously he stands from a motherly perspective. And when it comes to the fact that Sam has never experienced what it feels like to drink from their mother’s breast-never had mom’s milk in his mouth, Dean reacts-not in action but physically.

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It’s been months. It’s been months since Dean first felt something wrong with his body-more specifically his chest(or his breast, dare he say).

His nipples are a bit more engorged than usual, also hurting in a level that he can stand but still bugs him a little. And his breast(damn does he even have those as a male?) have been swollen. People who don’t know might think he’s been working hard on the chest, but truth is he hasn’t. He hasn’t even been working out, because of the damn swollen breast. They make him sore, sore in a itchy but good way, like something is going to burst out his chest.

And because of the lack of gym, Dean might add, he’s losing shape-or at least he thought he was. The hard muscle lines of his chest are softened and he can already see how meaty his “breasts” are. Okay it’s been bugging him a lot.

It’s not like he can talk to anybody about it. Bobby, uncle-like figure in his life, doesn’t worth troubling him with a small issue like this. Sam, his little brother that he always have to protect and everything, also much bigger than him in height and shape and whatever, so no for protecting Dean’s dignity and masculinity.

Apart from all the issues of himself(doesn’t he already have enough problems to deal with in his life?), Sam’s been weird lately. He doesn’t know what’s gotten into his six-foot-nine brother but Sam’s been super clingy, clingier-each-day kind of clingy. It acts out mostly on Dean. Gas filling or grocery shopping, Sam never let Dean leave his sight. God even some of Dean’s hook-ups have been interrupted cause his brother can’t not see him for more than what? Thirty minutes? He was just gone for thirty minutes and he didn’t even finish taking off the girl’s tightass jeans!

So yeah, a lot’s been going on in Dean’s life and, he’s bugged you can say.

But all these he can deal with. Just some fitness issue and his brother. He can just go find them a masseuse and maybe a deep talk with Sam during the massage can solve all the problems.

He thought everything’s gonna be perfectly fine until one night.

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Hot summer days aren’t his favorite Dean shall say. The nights in a motel certainly don’t do any better. The humid air and the humming air conditioning just works people’s nerve up sometimes.

So when he woke up, in the middle of the night, feeling soaked around his chest, he just thought oh crap AC went down. But the wetness on his chest are stickier than usual, and the parts that are soaked the most seem to be around his nipples? What the fuck? Dean sits up, grossed out by his shirt sticking to his chest like that, and dips a finger to the wetness then smells off his fingertips. Milk? Disgusted, Dean took off his shirt immediately. He turns his head to the other bed to see if this is some stupid prank pulled by Sam but to discover his brother curled into a ball and obviously having some nightmare, if the rapid breathing and little muffled growls count.

“Sam? SAM wake up!” Dean sits at the bedside trying to shake his brother out of the bad dream, “ It’s just a-“ Dean was cut short by a giant head in his chest. Sam does have swift moves, he decides. “It’s alright Sam. Did you dream of mom again? It’s alright-“ Again Dean was cut short, not by some sudden movements, but the soft licking against his chest-precisely his nipples. Dean was numb. He can feel the pulling and biting by Sam’s teeth, and fuck is his brother sucking his nipples right now? But what really truck Dean is that he can feel something-something coming out of his nips, hot and wet dripping into Sam’s mouth. Then he heard Sam swallow.

Dean jumps, “ What the fuck dude?! I’m not some chick-what kind of dream you were having?!” He quickly turned the lights on and he saw Sam, his mouth smeared with white substance around. Horrified, Dean looks down at himself and what he sees he can’t believe, “ Is that fucking milk coming out of my nipples?”

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“Okay we need to talk this out. “ Sam, sitting on the chair across the sofa Dean’s on, acting all calm and mature after what had just happened, said.

“I don’t know what’s there to talk about-“

“No Dean, there’s a lot we can talk about.”

The fucker, Dean thinks, Sam was the one lapping and biting and sucking his nipples a moment ago so why does it sounds like it’s all Dean’s fault right now?

“So I’ve done a bit of research, “ Sam is staring right into Dean’s eyes(WHEN? Dean yells in his head, when I was in the bathroom cleaning my stickyass chest???)

“... and obviously it’s because you body is responsive to mine.”

What? Dean thought, what the fuck he’s talking about?

It’s like Sam could read his mind, Sam rolled his eyes, then spoke again,” Basically, you lactated because your pheromones responded to my need of breast milk and altered some of your physical functions. Because I’ve never been breast fed by our mom. Can I say it more obviously Dean? You just breast fed me. “

But it doesn’t make sense, Dean decided,” but why does it happen? I am related to you but we are brothers! Hell we are-you know what? It doesn’t matter, just tell me how to stop this. “

Sam looks at a loss for words-oh no that can’t be a good sign-then he opened his mouth(only dean wished he didn’t)” It’s a thing for us-the chosen ones-we influence people around us. We are granted for things we desire but never had. And according to what I found the only way to stop this is keep doing this until my body decides its enough.”

“So what if we don’t?”

“Your lactation never stops and your body might have some greater changes...”

This is just great, Dean thought, now I ain’t gonna get laid for a while.

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Sam is surprised-or more like amazed, in his brother’s case.

He’s been wanting Dean for a while-a long fucking while-it’s three years we’re talking about. Ever since he’s 16 and realized that all the girls he’s fucked then lost interest in are just passbys; and also the dream he had on his 16th birthday night where Dean was spread out on the sheets, flushed and smiling, left him wet in his boxers in the morning, he knew he had the thing with his brother. Dare he say it, he lust for Dean. It’s wrong and Dean raised him, he knows, but it’s not something he can control. The lust has turned into love and more lust in those three years and he’s been craving Dean in every way.

Now that this happens, he decided to take whatever it is he can get.

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