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Happy Birthday [For samefivealbums]

He rolled his eyes, though fondly, as he got up and gave Dean a tug to follow once he got the bill covered. "Come on... wanna get you back home, Dean... we can start to celebrate for real."

Though he wasn't too big on drinking anymore tonight. Kind of wanted to be sober for the night's festivities. He leaned in to speak against the other's ear, "Got a night planned for you, man. Hope you're ready."

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"Yes," he whimpered at that mental image. It might take a while to get there, but he was definitely interested in trying. "God, Sammy... anything you want."

Once he'd caught his breath, he started working the toy deeper into him. It was longer than Sam, too. Dean was pretty sure there was no way he could take the full length, but he was very interested to see how far he could go before he reached his limit.

He smiled a little. "Mm, thought about straddling you and letting you suck me off too... know how that gets you off, right? My cock in your mouth..." He shrugged.

"Maybe I'll let you suck me off while I work myself open..."

Dean nodded eagerly, panting as he worked the toy deeper into him. Even with that tight strap of leather around him, Dean's cock jerked at the thought of sucking his brother off while he fucked himself with this toy. "God, yes... please..."

He whimpered, hips rolling slowly as he inched the toy in as far as he could take it. He laid there panting, a little sweat on his skin. His eyes were dazed as he looked over at his brother, mouth open a little on ragged breaths.

When he was ready, he started to move the toy back out. The huge, wide shaft rubbed against his inner walls as it moved. His eyes slammed shut and he moaned at the feeling. Then again louder as he pushed it back inside. Fuck.

His eyes were back on that toy, on his brother's cock. He let his palm rub over the other's length and down, his thumb rubbing just above where that toy had him stretched impossibly wide, tight around it.

"Look so good, Dean... Can't believe how hot it is seeing you take this toy in. What's it feel like now?"

While he moaned and twisted on the bed, he reached over with his free hand to grab hold of Sam's arm. Just for something to hold onto and ground himself. He was having a hard time staying focused as he got lost in the feel of that impossibly large toy moving inside him.

"Sammy... fuck, I... " He opened hazy eyes to look up at him. "I can't believe it's in me. Fuck. Is this... this what you wanted..?"

Sam looked up to his face when he felt that hand grab for his arm, licking his lips absently. "Yeah... should see how good you look, spread out for me, fucking yourself on that toy... should see how it looks buried in you, man."

His voice was rough, husky and he brought up a hand to rub up his stomach. "Can't believe you got so much of it in, man..."

Sam's words made him whimper even more urgently. It was hot beyond belief to be lying there, hearing how turned on Sam was by this. The part of him that wanted to submit and be controlled needed to hear Sam's approval.

"Please," he moaned, hand still moving the large shaft in and out, dragging against places he wasn't sure had ever been touched. Desperation strained his voice, even if he wasn't sure what he was begging for at this point. Complete thoughts were too difficult to manage. "Sammy, please..."

Fuck... He licked his lips and grabbed the lube as he shifted to crawl up Dean's body, straddling his shoulders to press himself up against the other's lips. "Open your mouth, Dean."

He coated his fingers with the lube before tossing the bottle aside and reaching behind to start working himself open, biting at his lower lip. "God... need you so bad, Dean."

Dean didn't hesitate to do exactly as he was told. His lips parted and he took Sam in as far as his brother decided to push. He sucked eagerly around Sam's cock, taking the edge off his desperation as his lips and tongue worked over the hard shaft. His free hand held onto Sam's hip while the other continued to fuck himself with the new toy.

God, he wasn't sure his body would ever be the same again after this, but he didn't care. His own cock was hard and aching, nearly painful from all the stimulation. Still trapped in that leather ring, he knew he wouldn't find relief until Sam decided to allow it. That just made it even more intense.

God, it was through sheer force of will that Sam was holding on to even a tiny shred of self-control. He was so worked up, with Dean doing this to himself because he'd asked, with Dean's mouth, with everything that it was hard to believe he hadn't come yet.

He worked himself open quickly, not caring if it was enough or not, really. It'd do and he needed to feel Dean, wanted to see his brother's reaction underneath him. "Dean- stop. Enough..."

He gave a whimper of disappointment when Sam told him to stop. God, he didn't want to stop. Wanted to keep Sam right there and suck him off until he came screaming, but he also wanted to do what he was told. Even so, it took him a minute or two to actually comply.

Finally, he released his brother's cock and laid back, panting hard. "Please..."

Sam found himself grinning a little, chuckling under his breath. "You can finish sucking me off later, dude," he murmured.

Little hot to see Dean so reluctant to let go... and really, he didn't mind it took him so much longer to let go of him. He moved so that he was straddling Dean's hips, holding him with a free hand as he guided the other's cock into him, biting his lower lip to keep quiet.

His eyes rolled back and he groaned when Sam sank down onto him. It was difficult to keep a hold on the toy with his brother straddling him like that. Instead of trying to keep up the motion, he pushed it in as deep as he could take it, moaning again as he pushed his limit. Then he closed his legs on it, holding it in place. His hands came up to rest on Sam's hips and he squirmed a little.

God, it was hot knowing how full Dean was, how he was probably aching for release that wasn't going to come, not yet anyway. "Fuck..." He gave a breathless groan, head tipping back as he started to rock his hips, leaning back enough to brave one hand on Dean's thigh, the other resting on top of one of his brother's.

Dean whimpered desperately with each new shift of Sam's hips. It was always good when Sam was riding him, but the addition of being filled by that huge toy, the ring, the collar... his body was just about on overload. All he could do was cling to his brother and trust Sam to take care of things.

Sam was panting, skin flushed and damp with sweat, and little noises wrenched from his throat. He was so close, so desperate at this point and Dean wasn't helping, not with the way he looked or clung or whimpered. God, he was whimpering again. Lips parted in a desperate groan an he brought one of his hands between his legs to stroke at his own neglected cock.

It wasn't much longer until he was coming with a deep moan of the other's name, grinding back hard on Dean's cock as he rode out the pleasure, eyes squeezing shut as he threw his head back. Fuck...

He really wasn't helping and he should have been. A tiny part of him was upset with himself for not getting Sam off. That was his job right now, but he'd been too lost in his own experience. Still was. God, he didn't know what to do, he was so desperate. Especially with Sam moaning his name and grinding on him like that.

"Oh god," he whimpered, watching Sam ride out his orgasm. "Oh god, oh god..."

Sam slowed to a stop, slumping forward a little as he caught his breath. Just needed a moment, then he'd take care of Dean. He looked up, giving a hazy little smile. "It's okay... it's okay, Dean."

He lifted his hips after a moment to take that cockring off him before sinking back down onto him, grinding his hips back on Dean's, one hand reaching behind him to nudge Dean's legs apart again to try and get a hand on that toy, move it a little just to see his reactions. "Want you to come for me, Dean... come on."

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.

Sam released the toy after he was sure that Dean had finished, slowing his own hips to a stop and let himself slump back over, resting his forehead to Dean's shoulder. "Mm, fuck... that was hot," he murmured breathlessly, nuzzling into the other tiredly. "You were so good..."

Dean was practically a puddle under Sam. His body still trembled with aftershocks and his breathing was ragged. About all the movement he was capable of right now was turning his head to kiss and nuzzle back at Sam lightly. Didn't bother to open his eyes, just let the heat from Sam's body pressing down on him and Sam's words soothe him. "Love... love you..." He murmured breathlessly.

"Love you," he murmured softly, shifting to press his lips to the other's lightly. "Was that good?" He'd definitely enjoyed it and from the way Dean had been crying out... kinda figured it was mutual.

Finally, Dean managed to wrap his arms around Sam and curl in close. Huddled in against him, starting to come down slowly and relax. He nodded slowly, rubbing his cheek against Sam's neck softly. "Incredible. Couldn't even... think hardly. So gone..."

"Good..." Liked seeing Dean enjoy himself like that. He turned his head to kiss him lightly. "Love you so much... you're so good." Liked the moments after stuff like this too, kind of liked giving those little affectionate murmurs, soothing Dean.

"Glad to have this, you know..."

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