onlytobenormal | Night out ((for samefivealbums))

He groaned softly, his arms coming up around Dean as he ground himself down against him. He shivered, biting at his lower lip because fuck, Dean was determined to push him here. Parting his legs, he drew a leg up around his brother's hip, his hands rubbing over his sides. "God, Dean... yeah, I can take it. Fuck, I'd let you keep going as long as you want."

"That right?" When Sam's leg came up around him, he shifted down a bit more and pushed up into Sam again. He groaned as he sank into his brother's body once again. Bent his head to kiss him hard. "Gonna hold you to that, Sammy."

His nails bit into the other's back when Dean pushed into him again, groaning deeply as he was filled by the other. "Yeah, are you? How far are you going to take it?" He asked after the kiss, voice rough. "Until I couldn't get hard again if my life depended on it, big brother? How about after that, going to keep fucking me until you can't either?"

Dean groaned and pushed in a little harder at the feel of those nails on his back. Sam's words weren't encouraging any kind of slowness, either. "Fuck! Yes. All of that. Until you're too tired to even beg for rest. Until we're both so sweaty and sticky, the sheets are stuck to us."

Sam held tighter to the other as he started to pick up speed, groaning deeply at the feel of Dean inside of him, the look on his brother's face. He settled back on the pillows, eyes focused on Dean, watching him. "Good... fuck, I want you to, Dean." And since Dean was always turned on when he talked dirty, he didn't bother keeping quiet. He raked his nails up the other's back and down again, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"I love it when we spend all night fucking, you know. Then I go to class or work, exhausted and sore and knowing it's all because of you, 'cause I can't keep my hands off you, 'cause my big brother is too good to resist for too long."

Those words and that look on Sam's face... should be illegal. Unfair his brother could look that hot right now, when Dean was already half crazy with lust. Brat.

"I love sending you off to school like that. Love the thought that all the cute little college girls are looking at the marks I leave on you and knowing my baby brother's off limits." He groaned and thrust in harder, shuddering as he pushed closer to the edge. "Mine, Sammy. All mine."

Fuck, Dean was pounding into him and he didn't think he'd ever seen anything so hot in his life. His legs spread a little wider to give Dean ore space, his hands raking down his sides. "They know, Dean... know to keep away, know with all the marks you leave on me that I'm getting fucked hard by my brother and I love every minute of it. No one could do this to me, Dean, no one else, never like this."

Oh, he wanted to answer, but his orgasm slammed into him and all he could do was call Sam's name and groan. His hips stuttered in their motion as he came hard and deep inside Sam. Fuck, Sam knew every way to get him hotter than he thought possible.

He panted raggedly when he came down from that high. His skin was slick with sweat and he rested his forehead against Sam's shoulder, eyes closed as he tried to slow his heartbeat. "God, Sam..."

He gasped, his arms wrapping around Dean as the other spilled into him. He looked so good when he came, and even better when he curled in, sated and panting against him. He was pretty sure Dean bordered past just hot right into beautiful in moments like this... not that he'd actually say that to him. It was kind of girly anyway and Dean'd probably take it as an insult to his manhood or something.

He smiled and turned to press a breathless kiss to his brother's temple. "That was great."

Dean would have had no idea how to take being called beautiful. Although, he occasionally thought it of Sam, so he supposed he couldn't really complain much if he heard it about himself.

"God..." He chuckled and turned his head to give Sam a light, quick kiss between panting breaths. "It was amazing. Love you."

"Love you too," he murmured with a slight smile, his own breath coming in heavy pants. He lifted on hand to cup Dean's face, guide hm in to kiss along the side of his face lightly, affectionately.

When he finally caught his breath, he pulled out and flopped down beside Sam. A hand trailed down Sam's chest and stomach, lazily wrapping around his cock and stroking slow and easy. "Every time I plan to wear you out, I end up just as worn out. I prefer to think this is because we have equally amazing stamina and not because I'm getting old."

He gave a quiet laugh at that, curling into Dean a little as the other wrapped his fingers around him. "I think we both do pretty good for ourselves, man..." He peeked up, just watching Dean's face, slowly rolling his hips into the other's hand.

Dean's hand worked over Sam slow and easy for now, working his brother back to full hardness. "You know I can't wait to get my mouth on you again, right? I still think about the time you tried to do your homework while I was sucking you off."

Sam groaned softly, pressing his face to the other's neck, nuzzling into him. "Mm, that was pretty good... Never thought I'd actually enjoy you sucking me off to porno either, you know, even hotter when you made me keep describing what was happening on the screen."

"We should do that again sometime." Dean laughed softly and tipped his head back to give more access while he continued to stroke Sam, hand a little tighter. "You get to pick the porn this time."

He snorted at that, breath hitching when Dean's hand tightened around him. "Think I'd prefer having you under my desk while I'm doing my work first, man... porn after. You know, if you can still get it up." He flashed a teasing look at Dean.

"Is that a challenge, Sammy?" Dean raised his eyebrows, hand going still. "You know how I feel about challenges..."

Sam let out a soft, protesting noise when Dean's hand stop. "You haven't even finished sucking me off and fucking me until I can't move, Dean... should you be taking up any more challenges?"

"You should stop making them then," he mock-grumbled as he pushed Sam back over onto his back and made his way down to settle between Sam's legs again. His mouth descended eagerly on his brother's cock, sucking lightly at the head and swirling his tongue around it.

Sam groaned out when he was pushed back over, Dean's mouth on him again. "Hey... just- suggestions, Dean. It's good to keep things interesting, right?" He propped himself up, watching his brother take him back in again.

"I like keeping you entertained."

Dean's eyes rolled up to give Sam an amused look. Brat. Good thing Dean loved him.

He took Sam in slowly, taking his time. He sucked lightly at the shaft, his tongue working against it as he took it deeper and deeper.

Dean loved his being a brat--though he'd protest that he totally wasn't!

Sam's head rolled back as Dean took his time, biting at his lower lip. "Oh, God... that's so good. Dean..."

It better be good, for all the practice he put into it! If he was doing something wrong, Sam better have spoken up way before now!

Once he had Sam as deep as he could take him, he paused a moment to just hold him in his throat and suck around the shaft. Then he just as slowly made his way back to the tip. He sucked harder and lapped at the slit teasingly.

Sam definitely didn't have any complaints in this department--Dean was a natural talent apparently. He bit his lower lip, spreading his legs wider. "Dean..."

His back arched a little and he bit into his lower lip, eyes squeezing shut.

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