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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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"Mmmm... wasn't a conscious plan, but now that I think about it..." Not a bad plan at all. Of course, he got laid all the time already, so it wasn't as if he needed elaborate plans.

He leaned forward and nudged the speed of the vibrations up just a little. Rubbed Sam's thighs lightly as he sat back.

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"Jerk," he grumbled, watching Dean as he leaned forward. He gasped when the vibrator was turned up, tensing briefly. Oh, fuck... He squirmed, grinding back against that toy.

"Dean..." He moaned out soft. Oh, god, he didn't know how much of this he could honestly stand.

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"God you look good." He stroked himself a little more firmly. Definitely getting hard now, watching Sam react to that toy. The moaning made him shiver. "Yeah, Sammy? Something you need...?"

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He bit his lower lip to keep from responding to that. Just grinding wasn't giving him anywhere near enough, nowhere what he wanted. He whimpered softly. "Oh, God... Dean, fuck--"

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Dean moaned softly and settled back in the seat, hand moving harder and faster over his length. His hips rocked lightly, pushing up into his own hand. "Thinking about you, ya know. Always do when I jerk off these days. Imagine getting deep inside you."

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"Dean..." Oh, God. Oh, fuck, he was probably sealing his own fate with this one, but... He whimpered softly. "How... how do you imagine doing it, huh?"

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"Mmm... thinking about you on your hands and knees. Maybe on the floor, so we've got plenty of space. Me fucking you hard from behind, not letting you touch yourself until I'm good and ready hear you moan for me..." Dean groaned at the mental image and squeezed at the base of his cock to calm himself a little. Wouldn't do any good to come before he got Sam begging to be fucked.

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"Dean... closer, come on." He wanted to be able to see him easier, wanted to feel him. God, he wanted him to fuck him already. Suddenly a night of being perfectly submissive honestly didn't seem as bad as Dean listing ways he wanted to fuck him while he jerked off.

He didn't think he could wait and Dean wasn't giving in just yet.

"Need you... Dean, please." He'd be irritated he'd lost this one later, when he could give a damn about it.

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Even though it killed him to wait even longer, Dean moved closer, straddling Sam's hips and keeping himself up on his knees, high enough that he wouldn't actually touch. His hand continued to move over his cock, stroking himself slower to keep steady. "Closer like this, Sammy?"

He heard the pleading. Victory never felt so good! It would feel better in a minute, when he actually got down and fucked Sam, but he figured he had just a minute or two more of teasing left in him.

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Sam practically whined when Dean straddled him but kept himself held up, nowhere near close enough. "Dean..."

He was back to squirming, tugging at those restraints, practically pouting. His brother was a jerk. It was bad enough that Sam had lost, but now he was still teasing. "Dean, man, come on... please."

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Sam looked so good when he pouted like that, Dean couldn't resist leaning down to kiss him. Especially now that he'd gotten in all the begging he wanted to hear.

As he kissed his brother, he settled on top of him and shifted down. He took hold of the vibrator, turning the vibrations off before he eased it out and put it aside. Without pulling away from his brother's mouth, Dean pushed inside him with one deep thrust, moaning against Sam's lips.

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Sam eagerly returned that kiss, rolling his hips up when he got the chance to, with Dean settled on top of him. So good. He might have protested the loss of that toy if Dean hadn't pushed into him so soon after. He gasped against his brother's lips before practically mewling.

That's what he'd wanted, needed.

He bucked up against him, as much as he could.