onlytobenormal | Night out ((for samefivealbums))

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.

Dean wrapped his arms loosely around Sam's waist and let his head bob lazily over his cock. He alternated between sucking hard and soft as his lips moved over the hard shaft. He paused to suck teasingly at the head and then took him deep, working swallowing around him deep in his throat.

"Dean..." He bit his lower lip, squirmed a little, bringing up his hand to press to his forehead. Fuck, he was pretty sure he was going to be spent after this time... and he was looking forward to seeing if Dean could really make good on his promise of fucking him until he was too tired to even beg for a break.

That was probably twisted and even if it didn't happen, tonight wasn't a loss. Not after all the sex.

Dean was going to do his level best to give Sam everything he'd promised tonight. He hummed pleasantly at the sound of his name on Sam's lips and loved the way his brother was squirming under his touch. It was always good to feel Sam enjoying something Dean was doing to him.

He doubled his effort, working his brother over harder. He sucked and swallowed hard around his cock, lips and tongue working overtime to bring him closer.

"Dean... oh, fuck." He moaned out softly, the closer he got, the harder it was to just keep still, to not writhe around a little. "Dean, gonna... gonna come, Dean."

He bit hi, slower lip, rocked his hips up the closer he got, gasping the other's name when his orgasm finally hit, his hands grabbing at the sheets beneath him.

Dean swallowed eagerly, a thrill of pleasure shooting through him when Sam sounded so desperate. His arms tightened around Sam's waist and he took his brother's cock as deep as it could go. He sucked hard, eagerly working the softening length. This time, he might not let go right away when Sam asked. His brother wanted to be tired beyond begging, after all...

Dean kept him in his mouth, sucking him and driving him into even more of a frenzy as he worked his mouth over him. He bit his lower lip, whimpered out when Dean didn't exactly show signs of slowing down or stopping. "Dean--" He squirmed again, like that would accomplish much.

"Oh, god, Dean, that's..."

His eyes rolled up to watch Sam, a wicked look of amusement on his face. What better way to make sure Sam was absolutely milked dry than to hold onto the tail end of that last orgasm until Sam couldn't hardly move? Dean made eager, obscene sucking sounds as he kept working Sam over, watching his brother intently. He had to make good on his challenge, after all.

"Dean..." His muscles twitched and tensed under the continued attention, drawing out a soft whimper as he tried to squirm away a little. Dean was enjoying this or trying to drive Sam crazy with all the extra attention when he was too oversensitive to be able to stand it.

"Dean, please... Fuck, I can't-" He went to tangle in Dean's hair, give him a tug.

Night out ((for samefivealbums))

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