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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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"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..."

He was cute. Sam arched a brow at the other, watching as he settled on top of him half-way. Dean was trying his damnedest to get this out of him... "What do you want to know, dude? Back to the first person I ever slept with or what?"

He didn't talk about sex stuff with Dean, not as much as his brother was willing to anyway.

"Not, like, everything. Just the highlights. Who was the first? Who was the best? What was the kinkiest thing you did before you and me?" Now that Sam mentioned it, Dean was dying to know. He looked down at his brother expectantly.

"Jesus, Dean..." He had half the mind to argue against this, say that he was not going to tell a single damn thing, but... "Her name was Cindy, I was sixteen or so and we'd been hanging out for awhile. When I told her we were about to up and move again, she invited me over to her house and..." Well, she gave him a going away that he wasn't going to forget anytime soon, but it had consequently made him pretty unpleasant to be around because they'd had something good going. She was pretty and smart, funny... and Dad wouldn't even let him finish up the school year.

"The best? I don't know, Dean... There were a couple chicks back at Stanford that were- really impressive. I went with this one girl for a little bit, Melissa. I guess her." And his brother might not believe it, but Sam hadn't spent his entire time with his nose shoved in a book, even if he never reached his brother's level of hooking up. "Kinkiest thing... Uh, I never really did the bondage thing, Dean, or half the crap we've ever done together. Been convinced to hook up in a bathroom stall after a few too many drinks. That was pretty kinky, I guess."

Dean probably would have accepted the refusal if Sam had been really adamant about it. He'd have been confused about it, though. Didn't seem like much of a big deal to him.

Awww. Dean grinned at Sam's first time story. Knew his little brother must have gotten laid at some point before Stanford, he just didn't know who the lucky girls had been. And Cindy was such a cute name.

"My baby brother did more than study at Stanford?" Dean gasped in mock surprise. "I am shocked and amazed. And proud." He grinned and kissed Sam before he could complain too much. "That is pretty kinky, for you. I couldn't convince you to do me in a bathroom stall when I was a girl. She must have been something..."

It wasn't that big of a deal, really. Should have figured Dean'd want details on that kind of crap eventually anyway.

Though he was about to protest that teasing before Dean decided to kiss him. He let out a protesting noise, rolling his eyes though he wasn't really that bothered by it. "Dude, I sat next to you with a remote control to a vibrator you were wearing in a restaurant... I think that tops messing around in a bathroom stall. So does fucking you over your own car too."

Or it felt kinkier to him.

"Mmm, yeah, I guess you're right there." He rested his chin on Sam's chest and grinned up at him. "So, if those girls had asked you to do that or tie them up, would you have done it?" Inquiring minds wanted to know!

"Uh..." He gave a thoughtful noise at that. Hard to say really... they hadn't been that serious, really. "Maybe the tying up thing... I don't know about the other stuff."

"Hmmm..." He shifted off to lay beside Sam and rested his head on Sam's shoulder. It was interesting to him to know what his brother had been doing at Stanford before he came along.

Sam rested an arm around Dean when he shifted to lay against him, tipping his head back. He was content to just lay there for now, rest up after earlier.

"Love you, you know." Dean murmured as his eyes closed, just getting comfy and relaxed. Especially easy with the way Sam radiated heat. He smiled and wiggled in closer.

"Love you too, Dean," he murmured, watching the other get settled in against him. He rubbed a hand over the other's back soothingly. "You getting tired?"

"Mmm. Maybe a little. You?" Felt good to have Sam touching him like that. It never occurred to him how good it was to have that casual contact before.

"Guess a little bit, yeah." He was mostly just comfortable with Dean laying there pressed up against him. Felt good to just be able to do this sometimes.

"Guess you'll have to spank me tomorrow, then." He answered, amused and sleepy from his comfy position, half on Sam. Warm, safe, happy... such weird feelings, even now. He might never get used to it, but he appreciated the hell out of it.

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