Sam pulled and whimpering Adam down a flight of stairs, down to the basement. In his clouded state, he had no idea he was luring Adam and himself to certain doom. He only knew that he'd be able to spend time with his baby brother down here, away from that bossy Dean. He felt Adam wiggle and gripped his disobedient brother's crotch harder, making the boy gasp and be still. He whispered in Adam's ear, reassuring him the blond. Sam kicked the door open and led Adam over to the table in the middle of the workshop.
Adam looked around the dark, musky workshop. The was a hot pot of wax, which was evidence that someone was still here. There was a partially done wax dummy and Adam's heart pounded. He saw House of Wax and he really didn't want to be put on display.
"Sam. Please..."
"I love it when you say my name." the hypnotized Sam whispered. Adam felt his brother's arm slide under his shirt, and then under his trousers.
"Snap out of it Sam. We got to get Dean-"
Smack.
"Dean. Dean. Dean! Why do you always go for Dean!" Sam pushed Adam to the mattress that was conveniently placed on the floor. Adam tried to get up, but Sam on was on him in a second. He pinned the boy down, efficiently stopping his struggles. "I'm going to show you who's the better brother."
Using one hand to hold Adam's arms, Sam used his free hand to unzip Adam's pants. Adam's panic reflexes made him struggle wildly, kicking and bucking.
"Sam let go of me! Stop it! Let me go please!" Adam pleaded to deaf ears. Sam's actions were pure instincts. his inhibitions gone. All he wanted was to be closer to his brothers. The drug running through his veins corrupted it into a dark lust. Through his hazy eyes, Sam was aware he was talking to Adam, but he didn't know what he was doing.
Adam's pants were thrown into a corner. Taking his time, straddled his brother, unzipping his own pants. Adam tried to get up, but Sam was as heavy as he was tall. When his legs had gone numb, Sam was done with his pants. In another second, two pairs of boxers joined the discarded clothing.
"Sam...please. Don't do this."
"It's going to be ok Adam. I've got you." Sam said dazely, his hand moving to Adam's exposed private. Adam screamed for Dean more more time, the loudest he had scream in his life. An angry Sam slapped Adam across the face before forcibly flipping Adam over.
In the dark of the corner, the caretaker watched the hypnotized Sam enter his younger, pleading brother. He watched from the dark as Sam thrust himself, foddling the nineteen year old blond. Sam seem to stiffen and moan and he came. With it, Sam released not only himself, but the drugs as well. Sam slumped over, passed over. Adam tried to move, but everything hurt. When Adam finally got out from under Sam, he looked up to see the caretaker looking down on him.