[Dean shivered at the first touch of Sam's hands on him. His brother's hands had always seemed huge, but they were even bigger on this body and fit around each breast just about perfectly. He pushed into that touch, encouraging the exploring. He didn't actually know what he wanted, but this was a very good start.]

[The slow roll of his hips against Sam's was feeling just as good. The skirt rode up higher and left him with just the thin lace of the matching panties between him... no, definitely going to have to admit to the her, now... and Sam's jeans.]