Dean groaned and slipped his hands down to Sam's hips to hold on tight and pull his brother roughly down against him with each roll of his hips. They were both going to end up with sticky jeans if they weren't careful, but he didn't much care.

"Sammy... God..." Shifted his hands from Sam's hips to slide under his jeans and boxers, gripping his brother's bare ass and continuing the same rough motions.