[Dean wanted to go even slower, take even more time, but Sam was pleading and his own body was just about screaming for release. He looked up, breath catching at how needy and desperate Sam looked. There was no way Dean could deny him any longer.] Okay. Alright...

[He rubbed his free hand soothingly over Sam's belly for a moment, before he took it back and pushed his sweatpants down, heaving a huge sigh of relief when his erection sprang free. He kicked them away, then reached for the condoms, hands shaking from the need, anxiety, and pure want. He groaned softly as he rolled the condom on, then applied more lube, slicking himself up thoroughly before he reached for Sam again.]

Tell me if you want me to stop. [Dean made sure his brother heard him before he used his already slippery hand to guide himself slowly, carefully into Sam.]