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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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He gave a soft laugh at that, turning his head to return that kiss. "Mm..." He was fidgeting against the restraints, trying to ignore his own neglected cock and the way it wasn't exactly comfortable to be resting on his ass right now after earlier. He couldn't let himself get too worked up or turned on, not yet anyway.

"Love the way you taste, Dean," he finally murmured softly, turning to try and nuzzle into him.

Sam looked really good squirming and pulling at the restraints. Dean smiled and leaned into the nuzzling a while before he pulled away to kiss and nip along the lines of his brother's chest. He pressed his lips to one nipple and sucked softly, then harder, scraping his teeth lightly across the sensitive spot.

Sam quit his squirming when Dean's mouth moved to his chest, earning a pleased little groan as he arched back encouragingly. Oh, he'd gladly take a little attention from his brother. "Dean..."

Dean spent a couple lazy minutes working over the first nipple before he moved to the other and gave it the same attention. His hands moved over Sam's sides lightly while he tormented him with lips and teeth.

Sam's breath hitched under the attention, squirming a little while Dean kept teasing him with both his mouth and his hands, not quite giving him the type of attention he craved... not that he expected him to or anything. "God, that's good, Dean..."

Dean planned to give Sam all kinds of attention. Anything to get him squirming and begging, since begging was the name of the game. Although, to be fair, the stakes on the other side of the bet weren't exactly something he'd hate doing, so there was really no losing here.

When he was done tormenting Sam's nipples, he started kissing his way down his brother's body.

Sam let out a soft groan, arching up under his brother's mouth the further it moved down his body, eyes drifting shut to just focus on the feel of him. "Mm, Dean..."

After a moment, he bit at his lower lip, eyes opening hazily to watch his brother. "You feel so good, Dean... love having your mouth on me."

"Good," he murmured against Sam's skin. "Because it's going to be on you a while." He grinned and inched his way down lower, settling himself comfortably between Sam's legs and lazily lapping at his brother's cock.

OF course Dean was going to go for that, right for that, and probably drive him crazy until he had his fill. He tugged absently at the restraints and tipped his head back, letting out a soft, pleased noise at the attention.

Every trick in the book, Sammy! Dean loved sucking him off, for one thing, and he knew it would drive Sam crazy, for another. Especially if he decided not to let him finish. Which was almost certainly what he was going to do.

He wrapped his lips around Sam's cock and took him in slowly, going deep as he could.

Sam tugged reflexively at those restraints he knew for a fact weren't going to budge an inch as he tilted his head back. It wasn't a secret he enjoyed this as much as Dean enjoyed doing it to him, but he had a feeling it was going to get so frustrating soon because there was no way Dean was going to finish him off.

Jerk.

Dean would feel bad, except that Sam signed up for this. Dean loved to torment him and see how far he could go. When he had permission like this, he wasn't about to pass it up.

He moaned and hummed happily to himself as he drew back slowly to the head of Sam's cock and sucked lightly, tongue swirling around it. Then he went back down just as slow.

Oh, Sam knew exactly what he'd been agreeing to and he didn't want Dean to hold back or give in easy. If he won, he didn't want it because Dean went easy on him.

He moaned out at the way Dean moved over him, tipping his head to try and catch sight of him, watch him. "Oh, fuck..." he bit his lower lip, hips giving a little twitch.

No taking it easy, this time. Dean wasn't stopping until he heard begging. Or gave in himself.

He was careful to keep track of how excited Sam was getting. He planned to bring his brother right to the edge and then stop. After a few minutes of slow bobbing along Sam's length, Dean took him down deep and sucked hard, swallowing eagerly around him.

Sam's body tensed as Dean sucked him hard, took him in deep. It was such a change from the slow, languid pace he'd had a few moments ago that it wrenched a small noise from Sam's lips. God, he wished he could touch Dean, feel him under his fingertips or tangle into those short locks of hair, anything.

"Dean..."

After a few minutes of intense attention, Dean backed off completely. He sat up and licked his lips, looking down over Sam with a pleased smile. Man, he looked good like that. Hard as a rock and all tied down. Dean rubbed his thighs lightly. "Hmmm... what should I do to you, now...?"

Sam barely bit back a protesting noise when Dean decided to pull off completely because that's what his brother would want. Instead he huffed, taking in a deep breath as he looked over at the other. He shifted, wiggling his hips as much as he could, almost glad for the way his skin still stung from earlier. Provided enough of a distraction.

"I don't know... what else have you got for me, Dean? Nowhere near begging yet."

"I'll just have to try harder." Dean shifted over to grab the lube and settled back down between Sam's legs. He took his time slicking his fingers and slowly starting to push in, working Sam open. There were some toys that could help drive Sam a little more crazy, if applied properly.

Sam bit his lower lip when he felt the other working him open. Somehow, he didn't think it was going to stop with the other fingering him and Sam'd be lying to say he didn't have a thrill of anticipation going through him. "Mmm, and how do you plan to do that, big brother?"

That 'big brother' got a shiver out of him. Sam did know how to push his buttons, had to hand it to the kid. Dean smiled and shook his head, slipping a second finger in to work Sam open more. "I was thinking you could use some quality time with a vibrator. I love the way you look when you're squirming and moaning."

Of course he knew. He had a lot of time to practice... and if all else failed,he knew Dean had a weakness for puppy eyes. He'd known that since he'd been a kid.

Dean knew his buttons too though and he felt his skin prickling with heat as Dean talked, eyes darkening a little. Yeah, Dean was going all out here...

"Perv."

"Says the guy who's tied to my bed and has a hard on. " Dean grinned and curled his fingers inside Sam, working to find that spot that got him twitching.

"I'm gonna fill you up with one of our toys and turn it on low -- just enough to make you ache -- and then sit back and watch you squirm around. Can't wait to hear you beg for me, Sammy."

"Someone had to tie me down and get me hard, Dean!" Though his argument kind of faltered when Dean curled just right, into that spot that had him gasping. Fuck.

At this rate, he was going to break and he was going to beg, if Dean kept talking like that, kept teasing him. It was time to up the ante a little. He licked his lips, looked at his brother. "You want to know a secret, Dean?"

"Better only ever be me that does it, too." The warning didn't have much bite in it. He didn't believe for a second that Sam would ever really go home with anyone else.

He glanced up as he slowly withdrew his fingers and reached into the bag to find the toy he wanted to use. "I always want to know secrets, Sammy. What'cha got?"

"Guess you're in luck I don't usually go home with other pervs who like bondage." He flashed a teasing smile. He figured Dean knew by now that there was no way that he was going home with anybody else anyway.

He watched Dean through half-lidded eyes, lips curling. Dirty talk always got to Dean and since he didn't have a free anything, it was his best bet to use against Dean that didn't involve begging to be fucked. "It gets me off that most this stuff, I did it first with my big brother. That my brother taught me every little kink he likes, that I know how he likes to be fucked and what makes him squirm for me..."

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