onlytobenormal | in the great outdoors ((samefivealbums))

"Yeah?" He turned his head to kiss the other's cheek, his thumb rubbing over the head of the other's cock, pressing against the slit teasingly. "What is it? Anything..."

He groaned, shifting in Sam's lap to get closer. He leaned up and pressed his lips close to Sam's ear. "When you're ready again..." He licked his lips, nervous and turned on. "I want you to put the cuffs on me and lay me down by the fire. Want you to fuck me with my knees up against my chest."

Sam's hand drifted away from the other's cock when he shifted closer, sliding around him, drawing him in closer. He let out a soft groan at the request, nuzzling into Dean, pulling him in closer. "God, Dean... okay. Whatever you want."

"I know that's not how this is supposed to work, but... I thought you might enjoy that, too." He didn't know why he wanted it so badly right now, but once he had the image in his head, he couldn't get rid of it. Possibly because Sam mentioned the handcuffs. Whatever the reason, his cock ached even more just thinking about it.

"I think we can make an exception, Dean," he murmured, hitching Dean closer to himself. "Love how you look in those handcuffs, you know. Love knowing I can do whatever I want and you can't even touch me, no matter how you want it."

Dean curled up and pressed himself in close. He felt like he couldn't possibly get close enough. He pawed lightly at his brother, anywhere he could reach. "Sammy... want you..."

"Dean... oh god, Dean," he murmured, panting a little as Dean's hands moved over him, as he said that. Couldn't say no... he didn't even want to. Not when all he was thinking about was how much closer they could be.

"Up. Against the tree."

As much as he didn't want to let go of Sam, he did what he was told, pulling away and getting up carefully. The movement shifted the toy inside him, making him shiver and moan as he walked over to the spot Sam indicated. He leaned into the tree trunk, sliding his arms around it and resting his cheek against the cool bark.

Sam stepped up behind Dean soon enough to ease that toy back out of him, kissing feverishly over his shoulders and the back of his neck. As soon as he was able, he didn't even hesitate to push in nice and deep. Teasing was good, but he figured they were both kind of beyond that now. "Dean..."

Dean gasped, biting down on the urge to call out his brother's name. He wasn't sure if Sam was going through with those rules he stated before, but he wasn't about to take a chance on Sam stopping now. He shuddered and fought down a moan, biting his bottom lip as he held as still as possible for his brother.

He was glad that Dean bit back on that urge because, yeah, the rules were still on and if given half the choice, he'd prefer to finish just like this. Didn't mean he was making it easy on Dean. He reached around with his spare hand to stroke Dean again, in time with each rough thrust into him.

Although, when Sam first said it Dean had a second's thought that 'making it up to' Sam might have been a lot of fun, he couldn't give in to the urge to speak. He wanted Sam now, even if he was going to be frustrated and denied once again.

The hand on his cock almost wrenched a whimper out of him. Holy fuck, he wanted to move. Until he tried to restrain himself, he had no idea how difficult it was. No wonder he liked handcuffs so much...

"You're doing so good," he murmured hotly against the other's ear, keeping up the almost punishing pace, trying to see how far he could push it, see how good Dean's resolve was. "Being so good, Dean... don't move, fuck, don't move. Don't talk."

Dean was gasping raggedly, tiny whimpers stuck in his throat. His arms tightened around the trunk to keep himself still. Each rough thrust sent sparks through him, cock aching and desperate. Deep in that perverse place inside him that loved being used like this, Sam's praise made him feel so good. He wanted nothing more than to make his little brother happy right now.

Sam kept up with the praise between rough pants and gasps for air. It wasn't much longer that he was coming, hard, slamming into Dean as he rode it out. Oh, God...

"Dean..."

The whimpers got louder as Sam hammered into him, riding out his orgasm. God, he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out before he was begging, pleading for release. A little longer. He could hold out a little longer. They still had plans after this.

"Sammy..." He breathed, figuring now that Sam came, he wouldn't mind the talking.

He nuzzled tiredly into the other, remembering when he drew out to ease that plug back in carefully. Knew Dean would be begging for it soon, could tell by the way he whimpered and how impossibly hard he felt in his palm. Just had to get through their plans though, see how long Dean was really capable of holding back.

"Love you."

"Love you... too..." He panted, clinging to that tree to hold himself up. All this and Sam hadn't even turned the toy on yet. He rested his forehead against the bark and breathed in slow, deep breaths to try and settle down.

He stroked the other's sides, over his hips to try and calm him down, kissing along his neck soothingly. God, he looked so thoroughly fucked now, so hot clinging to the tree like that was the only thing keeping him grounded. "Looked so good, Dean..."

"You like... lookin' at me... Sammy?" Dean managed to gasp, head still reeling. The soft touches made him want to lean back into Sam, although he wasn't entirely sure his legs would hold him yet. "Watchin' me go crazy for you...?"

"Yeah, I do..." He smiled, tipping his head to rest on the other's shoulder for now, keeping himself pressed close. "Like knowing how bad you want this, Dean."

When he could breathe steadily again, Dean let go of the trunk and turned in Sam's arms to lean against his brother. Press his body into him and curl into his warmth. His arms slipped around his brother's neck and he kissed him long and slow. "Want it bad," he breathed against Sam's lips. "I like when you're watching me. Like knowing I'm turning you on. Like seeing you get hard for me."

Sam's arms came around Dean tight, keeping him pressed up against him as he leaned into that kiss, groaned softly into it. He smiled when Dean spoke against his lips like that, nipping at them playfully before soothing with his tongue. "God, you should see yourself, Dean... be crazy to not get hard for you. Probably crazy how much I want you."

"Good, because I'm losing my mind with how bad I want you, right now." Had for, what, hours now? He was definitely on the verge of begging. Although, he was struggling to hold out just a little bit longer. Wanted Sam to have him that one more time before he got his release.

He nuzzled into Sam, glancing over his brother's shoulder at their camp and the as-yet unlit fire. Licked his lips and considered just how much farther his resolve would hold. "Should I give you something else to see?" He asked softly, kissing just under Sam's ear.

"Like seeing you like this, Dean... so desperate. God, it gets hotter every time, seeing how long I can keep you on edge for me." His eyes drifted shut as Dean spoke against his ear, rubbing up his back.

"What did you have in mind?"

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