onlytobenormal | Happy Birthday [For samefivealbums]

"God, Sammy." Dean panted and worked to catch his breath. His hand was still holding loosely to Sam's cock. When he caught his breath, he raised the hand to his lips and started to methodically lick it clean, eyes fixed on his brother's.

Sam bit his lower lip when the other cleaned his hand, fixed his eyes on him like that. He curled forward to press a kiss to his face. "You look so good. Love you so much, Dean."

And it felt so weird to finally have this--Dean, a normal life. Normal as they could make it anyway.

"Love you, too." He smiled at the kiss and tipped his head to the side to capture Sam's lips in a proper kiss. He was happy to lay there under him for as long as Sam wanted to stay straddling him.

He gave a pleased hum into that kiss, happy to stay where he was for a few more moments. He did, eventually, shift off Dean to lay at his side, letting out a sigh when his brother slipped out of him. He settled in next to him, head resting on his shoulder, tossing his arm around his waist.

He curled into Sam and sighed happily, kissing the top of his head softly. "That was great."

"Yeah, it was..." He let out a soft sigh, eyes drifting shut as he curled in a little closer. Didn't intend on falling asleep like this, at least not until he washed up, but he was comfortable and warm with Dean pressed up against him. "Any other requests, Dean?"

"Mmmm... well, there's still a toy left to try out, isn't there?" Unless Sam was kidding about actually buying a paddle. Dean wouldn't hold it against him, considering everything else he'd done.

He laughed softly at that, leaning up to nip at the other's lower lip. "Mhm. Bag near the bed." No, he hadn't been kidding. He'd gone all out for his brother this birthday... and so far, Dean hadn't actually done much that he hadn't enjoyed, so he had no reason to not be willing to try new things.

"How do you plan to do this anyway? Going to tie me up again, big brother?"

"Would you like that, Sammy?" He smiled and returned the nip, kissing him again. His hands smoothed over Sam's body slowly. "Want me to tie you up and bend you over for a good spanking?"

Sam tipped his head in to nuzzle at the other's neck a little, his own hand moving down Dean's chest. "I think this is about what you want, Dean... You can tie me up and bend me over, make me bend over your lap so you can feel how hard I get, feel me rub up against you... or anything you want, Dean."

"Mmmm, god I love it when you talk dirty like that. Gives me all kinds of good ideas." He pulled Sam in closer and sighed happily. "Think you'll have to take the collar off me for that, though." It'd feel weird to be 'punishing' Sam while he was wearing Sam's collar.

He reached up then to start undoing the collar, loosening it and kissing the skin underneath lightly. "Might want to put it back on you later though, dude..."

If not tonight, then some other time. He kind of liked seeing it on him.

Dean made a soft, pleased sound at the feel of Sam's fingers on his neck as he unfastened the collar and kissed him. "Promise?" It came out softer and maybe a little more hopeful than he intended.

His own expression softened a little at that tone Dean used and he gave a nod. "Yeah..." Dean really liked that thing...

And maybe he should feel creeped out, if he was any way normal, but instead? It was kind of good to know he was enjoying that gift instead.

He shifted back into Dean's lap, leaning forward for a quick, rough kiss.

He took the collar from Sam and set it aside on the nightstand as he leaned into that kiss. He wrapped his arms around Sam's waist and kissed him again, just as eagerly. His hands smoothed up Sam's back and settled on his shoulders, then moved down Sam's arms to push them behind him and pin his wrists together lightly. Just a tease of what he planned to do soon.

Sam let out a soft noise into that kiss, pressing his body up against his brother's. He felt a little thrill going through him when his wrists were pinned lightly behind his back. He nipped at the other, his expression a little challenging as he drew back. "Mm, going to let me get cleaned up first or what?"

"Mmmm... maybe." He smiled, grinning wider when he saw the challenging look on Sam's face. He squeezed Sam's wrists a little tighter, then released them. "Why not? You can wash me, too."

He rolled his eyes slightly and nodded, smiling when he was released. "Wait here, I'll be back."

He eased off the bed then, washing himself up in the bathroom quickly before he headed back to bed with a damp cloth and bent over Dean on the bed, washing him up and leaning in to press his lips against the other pair. When he was done with that, he tossed the rag aside for now. He'd put it in the hamper later. "There."

Dean smiled and kissed Sam back, then got to his feet. He nodded at the bed. "Have a seat, Sammy."

He dug through their toys until he found the leather cuffs that locked together. He always liked the leather better than standard metal ones. Leather was less likely to actually hurt Sam when he pulled at them. He also collected the new toy before he returned to the bed.

He settled on the bed, watching Dean with a little anticipation as he got the cuffs and the new toy. He had to be really fucked up to actually be interested in this, but he didn't care. When Dean was back on the bed, he leaned in to kiss him deeply.

They were both fucked up and it worked for them. Dean didn't care anymore what anyone else might think. Sam's opinion was the only one that mattered to him and Sam seemed perfectly on-board with this idea.

He sat beside Sam and reached over to secure his wrists behind his back with the cuffs. Made sure they weren't buckled too tight, then pulled the leather strap out of the bag. The 'Little Brother' name still amused the hell out of him.

Dean reached over to cup Sam's chin in hand and bring him closer for a long, deep kiss.

Sam eagerly returned the kiss, testing his wrists in the cuffs a little, seeing how secure they were. He didn't expect them to be loose or anything though. He nibbled at the other's lower lip, tugging at it lightly as he parted from the kiss a little.

The two leather cuffs were connected by a single metal climber's hook which left really only about two inches of space between them. Sam wasn't going anywhere.

When Sam pulled back from the kiss, Dean grinned. "Originally, I planned to lay you out on the bed, but I think I like your idea of over my lap even better. C'mere, Sammy..." His hand moved from the side of Sam's face to cup the back of his neck and pull him down.

"Huh-" He was moving pulled down before he could protest and let out a soft chuckle. He shifted, trying to get comfortable... which wasn't entirely easy considering he didn't have hands to brace himself with.

"You like me like this, Dean?" He shifted, pressing himself harder against Dean's leg, just teasing.

"You bet your ass I do." Speaking of Sam's ass, Dean smoothed his hand over it lightly. In this position, he couldn't really see all of Sam's back and shoulders, with his arms pinned back like that, which was a shame because Sam's had a very nice back. Still, what he could see, and even better, what he could feel was damn good.

He gave his brother an experimental swat with his hand, not really hard enough to sting. "Feels like you're starting to like it, too."

Happy Birthday [For samefivealbums]

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