4 Stars. Sam is aged fifteen in this fic in which he manages to both seduce his brother Dean and grow tentacles! The book lacks some of Dean's usual angst but enjoyable for all that.
'Instead of going to his own room, he makes for Dean’s bed, curling up in the scent of old-spice, leather and Remington gun-oil. Smells of Sam’s childhood and home, now associated with sex too. Some people have comfort food or music or movies. Sam has Dean.'