Sam gasped, arching his back to press against Dean, one hand going to press against the shower wall, nails raking over the smooth, slippery surface while his other hand tightened on Dean's arm around his waist. He couldn't help a louder moan, bucking into Dean's hand. God--"Dean... Dean--"

Knew his brother was getting closer and he rolled his hips back against him, into the hand on his cock, just losing himself in the sensations. "Love you... God, I love you."