Sam bit at his lower lip as he watched the other take in that toy, his hands still rubbing over his thighs, up over his stomach soothingly. "God, Dean..." Yeah, maybe he was perverted... so perverted, but at the moment, he didn't care.

"I was thinking of watching you fuck yourself for awhile on this toy and when I can't stand it anymore, I was thinking of riding your cock while you're still stretched full with that... how's that sound?"