Dean Winchester

Fuck Sammy… -Pushing his cock into Sam’s mouth. Fingers sink into his hair controlling his movements.-

Yeah? Careful you’ll be on your knees a lot…

-Eyes heavy, looks at the ceiling to keep from unloading already. Who knew Sammy had this kind of talent. Looking back down seeing Sam so submissive to him made his balls ache.- Easy this will be over before it starts.

-Dean pulled his thumb from Sam’s mouth, his erect cock grazed Sam’s lips, precum oozing.- Suck it.

-Dean stood fully asked now Sam on his knees in front of him.- You sure about this? -Runs his thumb along Sam’s bottom lip.-

-Dean lifted his arms and cotton tee came off, he ran his fingers through Sam’s hair.-

-He looked down at Sam and swallowed hard. The inner voice not to let this happen but he’d never been able to deny Sam anything he wanted.- No.

We’ve been through a lot that most wouldn’t understand. I get needing someone who understands you etc.

Not even close. -He gave a small smile and squeezed his brothers hand.-

I’m here I’m not going anywhere.

I never said that but you sure it’s what you want?

No. But you still haven’t answered the question.

Come on Sam. Talk to me.

Peachy? Who are you what have you done with my brother? -Gives him a side glance of scrutiny.-

Probably just busy chasing down bad things. You okay? -Looks over as he takes a swig of his beer.-

-Takes a seat.- What about Bobby and Dad?

-Takes two beers out of the ice chest offers Sam one.- Fill me on what’s going on.

Sorry, tried to get back fast as I could.

How’s it going Sammy?

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