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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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The sounds Sam made should be illegal. How anyone could sound that hot just from a few whimpers was beyond Dean. He just knew it drove him insane and made him want more, more, more.

His head dropped to rest against Sam's shoulder as he rolled his hips against his brother. He didn't start slow, since he was pretty sure Sam had enough teasing. After a minute, one hand reached between them to circle Sam's cock and stroke him rapidly in time with his thrusting.

Sam tossed his head back when Dean broke the kiss, not even trying to stop the strangled little whimpers and moans that rose up. He couldn't stop it, not when Dean was deep inside him with his hand on his cock. "Dean... oh, God, Dean, yes. Yes, like that, please. So close, Dean."

His body was tense, straining against those restraints, straining to touch his brother and all he could do was turn his head and bury his face against his brother's hair.

"Come for me. Wanna hear you." He panted against Sam's skin. He was so close, himself, that he could barely hold back. Wanted to feel Sam go first. Hear him calling out and struggling under him.

It wasn't much longer until Sam was coming, a strangled, breathless cry of his brother's name leaving his lips. His body thrashed around as much as it could with Dean on top of him and those restraints held tight, writhing as he rode it out.

God it felt and looked so good. Dean was torn between watching Sam's every twitch and wanting to close his eyes to soak up the sensations. He didn't have long to debate, since his eyes slammed shut when his orgasm hit and he came hard, moaning loud as he pushed deep inside Sam.

He tipped his head against Dean's neck, panting and groaning against his skin as Dean rode it out. Felt spent and exhausted now, didn't think he even had it in him to tug or pull against those restraints anymore. "Dean..."

He turned his head, smiling a little bit. "Love you."

Dean shuddered and slumped against Sam as he worked to catch his breath. The words made him smile, though, and he managed enough breath to return them. Really needed to get up and untie his brother, but right now, all he wanted to do was lay there.

His arms were a little sore from being held in the position they were in, but he wasn't going to complain while Dean caught his breath. Needed to catch his own anyway. He tilted his head back, eyes drifting shut for a moment.

"Dude, you're going to have to work so hard to top this on my birthday," he teased lightly, grinning. Knew Dean'd know he was joking... he was definitely fine with whatever Dean came up with, even if it wasn't full of kinky sex.

Though knowing Dean and knowing them, sex'd figure in some way.

After a minute, Dean roused himself to reach up and unfasten Sam's wrists. He'd get around to the legs soon enough. Figured the arms were what needed release the soonest, anyway.

Sam's tease made him laugh. "I've got plenty of time to come up with something, Sammy. Don't worry." He leaned down to nuzzle his brother's neck. "After I get my night of total obedience, of course."

Sam gave an appreciative noise and moved his arms, shaking his wrists a little before letting them fall to rest against the other's shoulders. Felt amazing to actually get to move them again after all that struggling.

He snorted, turning to kiss the other's temple. "Uh-huh. I haven't forgot."

Jerk. He totally hadn't been fair. Somehow.

Dean hadn't done anything Sam hadn't seen before! Not his fault little brother was more of an instant gratification sort of guy than willing to wait. Dean didn't mind, though. Sam had always been the sort to go after what he wanted.

"Won't be on your birthday, though. Your birthday will be all for you."

"Just tell me when you want it, Dean. You can have it." He rubbed a hand up Dean's back to rest against the back of his head lightly.

"Doesn't matter what we do on my birthday... I'm sure it'll be great, Dean." And he didn't usually get to say that with any sort of confidence.

"Yeah, it will. Promise." He leaned up and kissed his brother long and slow. Sam had given him the only good birthday he'd had in years. Only fair he return the favor.

Finally, he got himself to move enough to slide down Sam's body and unfasten the restraints on his ankles. Then he flopped down beside his brother with a sigh. "Mmmm..."

Sam shifted over to his side, glad to be able to move finally as he curled into Dean. "You could go get a washcloth, dude... Kind of your fault I don't have the energy to shower now after all."

"My fault? You challenged me." That didn't stop him from getting up to get the washcloth, though. Not like he could actually deny Sam anything. He cleaned himself up first in the bathroom, then brought the cloth out for his brother.

"I challenged you, but you wore me out, dude. And my ass is sore." Which was Dean's fault. Dean and his paddle. Even if he couldn't say he hadn't enjoyed it.

He took the cloth gratefully when it was handed over and started to wash himself off, tossing it to the side before curling back to into Dean.

Dean laughed helplessly at the crack about Sam's ass being sore. He couldn't help it. Just hadn't been expecting that one. He laid down and curled up to Sam's side, nuzzling him even as he was still chuckling. "You can return the favor when you get un-worn out. How's that?"

Dean's laughter got Sam to crack a little smile of his own, bringing an arm around his brother. "Sounds tempting," he answered, rubbing a hand up his back lightly. "I might have to take you up on it."

"Mmm... looking forward to it." No lie there. Dean was a kinky bastard and it was something he hadn't done with Sam yet. New things were always exciting.

"Pervert." He was grinning though, kissing the side of his brother's face. Although his expression was a little flustered when he spoke next, eyebrows raised. "That's not going on your 'Sam's Virginity' list, right?"

Oh, he still remembered that bit of dirty talk.

Dean laughed again, happily, at that look on Sam's face. "It might. Unless somebody spanked you before me...?"

He nudged the other's side lightly. "Dude, I've never had someone pull out a paddle, alright?" He leaned back a little. "But I'm totally not telling you what I've done in the bedroom with other people, dude."

"You bought it!" He reminded baby brother, shifting to prop himself up on his elbows and looking down at him. He pouted. "Why not? I'm curious now."

"I did... for your birthday." He smiled a little at that pout. Dean looked kind of cute when he did that. "Because. Why do you need to know?"

"I don't need to know. I want to know." Dean shifted to lay half on Sam and continued to pout. He wasn't as good at the puppy eyes as Sam, but he was cute, damnit! "C'monnnnn..."

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