His breath caught on a gasp when Sam finally freed him and settled back down on him. At the touch of Sam's hand, Dean spread his legs for him. There wasn't anything he wouldn't do for his brother. Even less so when he was willfully at Sam's mercy like this.

Between the way Sam was grinding on him, the movement of the toy so big and deep in him, and how hard he'd been for so long, Dean came loud and long in no time at all. His eyes slammed shut and he clutched at Sam's hips as his back arched and he cried out Sam's name over and over as his body twisted with the sensations.