[Belatedly, Dean realized he was going to have honest-to-god hand prints on his hips from the way Sam was holding him. He whimpered absolutely shamelessly at the thought, grinding back against his brother. Since he liked Sam's hands right where they were, he lifted one of his own to grab hold of his own cock and start jerking himself roughly in time with the pace Sam set. His whole body tensed, teetering on the edge.]