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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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"Mmm... I always want to strip down for you." He grinned and bent to kiss Sam long and slow. Then he slowly pried himself away to stand up and head for the bedroom, shedding his clothes along the way.

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He smiled a little in return at that before he went to follow Dean, slipping out of his own clothes along the way. "You always look so good, Dean," he murmured, stepping up behind him.

He took a minute to just appreciate the view before he gave him a nudge toward the bed. "Hands and knees, Dean."

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At the nudge, Dean stepped forward and climbed onto the bed. He settled on his hands and knees as instructed. Not a new position for them, but the reason was new. He looked back over his shoulder, watching Sam with a slight grin. "This what you want, Sammy?"

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They had definitely not done this before... but Sam wasn't going to shy away, not when Dean had teased him about not being able to do it already. Still a matter of pride!

"Yeah." He returned the look as he settled behind the other. He smoothed his hand over Dean's back lightly. "This is good, Dean."

He pulled back his hand then to give the other a swat on the ass, testing the waters and watching his brother's reactions.

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Dean jumped at the first swat. Stung a little, but not even close to being more than he could handle. The heat left behind after the impact was kind of fun, too. "Mmmm... having fun yet, little brother?"

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"We're just getting started, Dean." He soothed the skin there lightly before swatting again, harder. He repeated the motions a few times while his free hand went to smooth over the other's back. "Think you can handle more, big brother?"

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It really shouldn't be as hot as it was. Dean couldn't even stick a kinky explanation on why he liked it. It wasn't like they were ever really spanked as kids, either. Ran laps and drills, sure, but never actual spankings. Still, for whatever reason, it was really kind of turning him on.

He sighed softly when Sam stroked his back, his head hanging low between his shoulders. "Take anything you can give me, Sammy."

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Sam didn't know why this was hot and he hadn't actually been sure how hot it'd be to spank Dean, but it was sent a thrill right through him to see his brother take every swat of his hand, to actually be enjoying it himself.

He reached for that paddle next, just weighing it in his hands teasingly, looking the other over. "You better mean that, Dean."

He brought the paddle down, connecting with his skin.

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Before he could answer that warning, the paddle came down on him and he gasped again, jerking forward a bit with the impact. He shuddered and groaned softly, rocking back into place. He was already getting hard and it was difficult to be still anyway. "God, Sam..."

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He smirked and brought the paddle back down. "Yeah? What's it feel like, Dean? Like it?"

God, he looked good like this. "You look like you might just be getting off on your little brother hitting you with a paddle."

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"Think so, Sammy?" Dean's voice was thick with arousal and his eyes hazy when he looked back over his shoulder to grin at Sam. He'd never shied away from a little pain with his pleasure and the stinging burn of that paddle on his skin was hitting right on that kink. "I get off on my little brother doing a lot of things to me."

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he put the paddle aside for now, rubbing his hands over the red mark where he'd been swatting him. "You do, huh? What's your favorite thing? If you ask nice, I might give it to you, Dean."

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Dean sighed at the touch, shivering as Sam's palm smoothed over his red, heated skin. It felt really good. Soothing after the paddling. Didn't figure Sam was finished with him yet, though.

"My favorite? Hard to choose, Sammy... love everything we do. Mmm... maybe when I'm lying on my stomach and you're fucking me hard, holding my wrists down." Yeah, that was definitely hot.

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"God, dude, you're so kinky." he leaned forward to kiss the other's shoulder before he brought that paddle back down. He wasn't going to use it much more honestly. He didn't want to actually hurt the other and he didn't know how much more his brother could stand.

"How bad do you want me to fuck you like that right now?"

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To be honest, Dean wasn't entirely sure how much more he could stand, but he was willing to take it for as long as Sam was interested. He shuddered at the impact and moaned again, pressing back toward his brother.

"Want you really bad. Might be tempted to beg if it'll get me fucked brainless pretty soon..."

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God, he didn't think he could wait much longer anyway, not with the way Dean was talking. He put the paddle aside for now to grab for the lube to slick up his fingers.

"You don't have to beg this time, Dean. I want you too bad to wait... God, you have no idea how good you look right now." He used his clean hand to push at the other's back, to get him pinned down on the bed while his other went to start working him open.

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Dean went down when Sam pushed, eager to get into position. The sooner he did, the sooner he'd get what he wanted. And what he wanted was Sam. He groaned softly against the mattress and squirmed a little, pressing back into Sam's fingers.

"I know how good I feel. Want you, Sammy..."

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He smoothed his hand down his brother'sback as he worked him open, eyes roaming over him eagerly. God, nothing looked better than when Dean was spread out under him, that eager.

He worked him open as quick as possible before going to slick himself up and move up behind him. "God, I want you too..."

He lined himself up and started to push in, going to grab at one of Dean's wrists to hold down on to the mattress.

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In any other situation, the sound he made when Sam pinned him would have been embarrassing. Right now, he didn't much care how much whimpering he was doing, so long as Sam was holding him down and filling him up like that.

"Sammy," he moaned. "Fuck, that's good."

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Fuck, that sound...

He grabbed at Dean's other wrist, bucking into him sharply. Didn't figure either of them was in the mood for slow right now, or teasing. "God, Dean... feel so amazing."

Dean was tight and hot, always felt perfect. He groaned as he leaned forward, nipping his brother's shoulder lightly. "Dean."

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"Oh god." He groaned and rocked back against Sam eagerly. Every snap of his brothers hips drove him deeper inside. It sent sparks shooting through his nerves.

He twisted under Sam and tugged at his hold on his wrists. He moaned a desperate sound, aching to be touched, but trapped against the mattress.

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"No," he murmured when Dean tugged at his wrists, hands tightening up a little. "No touching yourself and no coming until I say. Got that?"

He knew how his brother got off on denial and if he was able to hold back, he'd make it worth his while. "Let me hear you say you do."

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Those words went straight to his cock. He whimpered again and nodded, gasping. "God, I got it, Sammy. Got it..."

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"Good..." He smiled a little, bucking in even harder, pushing in as deep as he could. "Feel so fucking good, Dean..."

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Dean groaned again, eyes closing as he struggled to focus on little things... Sam's breath on his skin, the heat of his brother's body... anything to keep his mind off of how hard he was and how badly he wanted to come. His cock was hard, trapped between his body and the bed. Holding back took a lot of effort, especially while Sam was making those sounds and fucking him hard. Not that he wanted him to stop. "Fuck, Sam. God... harder. Fuck me harder."