Warnings and Disclaimers: Please see chapter one Feedback: travisclaeys@shaw.ca or lilliluthor@hotmail.com
Story Notes: This story has been a joint effort by myself and Travis. It's been lots of fun as well. A shout out to Chris for liking the story so much. Happy reading.
Dean grabbed Sam's hand and lead him from the pool room and back to their motel room, to continue in their escapades. Neither spoke as they made the short trek to yet another in a long line of seedy rooms. Both men were quiet as they walked hastily towards a new chapter in their relationship. Occasionally Sam would tighten his grip on his brothers hand. Dean wasn't sure if Sam was afraid of going forward or feared he'd back out.
As he fished the key out of his pocket, Sam rested his palm on the back of Dean's jacket. Dean shivered beneath the warmth of his brothers hand. He needed to feel those hands all over him. His hand trembled and his vision blurred just a little as he struggled to unlock the door. Sam reached over and stilled his hand, guiding it gently in. He whispered in his brothers ear.
"Don't force it, slide it in gently."
Dean thought he would melt right there. He closed his eyes as Sam's larger hand engulfed his own and steady it until the cylinder clicked. Sam pushed forward shoving his older brother into the dark room before kicking the door shut and pulling his older sibling back against him. Sam's huge hands traveled all over Dean's body. Dean let his head roll back against Sam's shoulder and the taller man leaned down and sucked on the column of flesh offered freely to him.
"Sammy," Dean sighed.
Sam smiled against the tender flesh, tasting it between his teeth. He meant to mark Dean as his own.
"If I had of known this was all I needed to do to leave you speechless, I would have done it a long time ago," Sam spoke huskily against Dean's throat.
Sam continued to take control. He pushed his brother forward until his shins hit the edge of the bed closest to the door. He spun his brother around and began to kiss Dean passionately pushing his probing and delicious tongue into Dean's accepting mouth. Dean kissed back with urgency. The passion they'd kept hidden for so long was building between them. Sam couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so horny. Whatever Dean's plans were, he knew they'd have to wait. Sam needed to feel his hot and hard eight inches in Dean's tight ass .
He grabbed his brother roughly by the shirt and tugged it off, tossing it across the room before unbuckling Dean's belt and undoing the zipper on his jeans. Dean whimpered when his brother's hand skated across his crotch as he yanked jeans and underwear down in one fail swoop. Dean was speechless. He thought for sure he'd be taking the lead tonight, but his younger brother obviously knew a thing or two about the art of seduction.
Dean ran his hands under his baby brother's tee shirt, feeling the deceivingly lithe form beneath it. Sam yanked off his own shirt before dipping his head and devouring his brother's mouth again.
Sam was pushing again and the older Winchester found himself tumbling backwards onto the bed. He kicked off his shoes and the pants that had puddled around his ankles and lay spread eagle on the bed propped up on his elbows.
A slither of moonlight peeked in through the nearly drawn drapes allowing Dean to see his gorgeous brother looming over him shirtless.
"God, you're so beautiful Sammy," he panted.
"No you are," Sam said huskily, taking in the vision of his brother spread bare before him.
Dean's cock was jutting straight out beckoning him. Sam wasted no time discarding the rest of his clothing as Dean watched in admiration.
Sam crawled onto the bed between Dean's thighs and kissed his brother tenderly. As the kiss deepened so did both brother's need. Sam pressed Dean down flat onto the bed and used his legs to spread Dean's further apart.
"Tell me something," Sam growled. "Has anyone ever had this?" He said fingering his brother's ring.
"No, Sammy...no one," Dean said between gritted teeth.
Just the touch of Sam's finger to his hole had Dean quivering. He was sure he would die if Sam did what he thought he was about to.
"So you're a virgin," Sam said, teasing the opening with his mischievous finger.
"Uh huh," Dean grunted.
Sam stilled and leaned down over his brother, his face mere inches from Dean.
"I don't care how you make a living, but once I take this it's mine and mine alone. You understand me?"
"Yes, Sammy...please..."
Sam smiled a feral smile and plundered his brother's lips again. When they were working, Dean was always in control, but now finally, Sam found a way to keep his big brother in check.
"Don't move," Sam ordered.
Sam swung around and leaned over the edge of the bed and searched his pants pockets until he found the small tube of Vaseline he used for his lips. It wasn't much but it would have to do. Dean was rewarded with the spectacular view of his brother's ass. He reached out and rubbed it, tracing a finger along the crack. In a flash Sam was back over him.
"If you're good, you'll get your chance, but first I need to be inside of you."
Dean loved this side of Sam. He was confident and in control. Sometimes Dean was so tired of trying to provide for them and plan they're every move that it felt good to have someone caring about his needs.
"I won't hurt you Dean," Sam said earnestly.
"I know. I know."
Sam squeezed the gel onto his fingers and braced his other hand on the pillow next to Dean's face. He gently circled the opening, spreading the greasy substance thoroughly. He slipped a finger in the well slicked hole and felt Dean's muscle clamp down instinctively.
"Easy Dean, relax."
Sam leaned in and kissed his brother's lips, all the while working one finger in further and further. Dean squirmed against the unfamiliar but not unpleasant sensation. His breath came in harsh gasps and Sam tried to distract Dean with soft kisses to his face, chin and neck. He worked his finger in and out his brother's virgin ass as he kissed lower and lower; taking in the left nipple and eliciting a long low moan from his brother.
Dean was getting used to the feel of his brother's finger inside of him. He tried not to worry what it would feel like to have his thick long cock in there as well. His body arched up to the treatment Sam's tongue was giving his nipples. He writhed with pleasure when Sam's mouth traveled even lower and his tongue teased his navel before moving further south.
"Sam was a natural," Dean thought, when his baby brother grabbed his cock and teased the slit with his warm wet tongue.
"Sammy...Sammy," he cried out, sure he would come that very second.
Sam backed off. He didn't want things to end so quickly. He managed to slip another finger inside his brother and slid them in and out.
Dean cried and moaned and cursed as he baby brother finger fucked him for a while. He nearly came when Sam's fingers found his prostate and hit it over and over again.
"Sammy I can't..."
Sam slowed things down again, adding a third finger but steering clear of Dean's sweet spot. Instead he jerked their cocks together, fisting them in his huge hands. Dean was thrashing on the bed moaning and babbling and promising Sam his ass was his and his alone.
"All yours baby...please...all yours"
Sam smiled. He intended to keep Dean to his promise. He would have continued to tease his brother to the brink but his own cock needed attention.
He extricated his fingers from the warm tight cavern and squeezed the last of the gel onto his slick fingers and rubbed it over his already wet cock.
"You want this bro?" Sam asked, waving his hard cock at his brother.
Dean grunted and shook his head fervently. Sam hoisted his brother's legs over each of his shoulders and nudge forward to his entrance. He could feel Dean tensing and stroked his brother's cock until he relaxed. Dean cried out as his ring virgin ring was breached. His muscles clamped down so hard on Sam that he thought he would come right then and there.
"Oh fuck Dean your ass is so tight.. ," Sam groaned.
It felt so good being sheathed inside of his brother, that Sam had to remember that it was Dean's first time.
"Just breath Dean, it will get better after awhile, I promise," Sam said before leaning forward to comfort his lover with a kiss.
"It hurts Sammy," Dean said between harsh breaths.
"I know baby, I know. Just hang in there."
Sam was praying Dean wouldn't balk and ask him to stop. He wasn't sure he could if he asked him to.
"Sammy...Sammy....Sammy," Dean hissed.
"You okay bro?" Sam asked all the while moving his hips steadily back and forth at an slow easy rhythm.
"Feels a little better," Dean stammered.
"Good, just try to relax. You feel so good." Sam moaned.
Dean didn't mind the pain. There was something about it that was almost pleasurable. His dream had finally come true. He was here with Sam buried deep inside of him. He let his hands roam up the smooth torso and twist a nipple.
"Yesss," Sam hissed.
Dean made a mental note that Sam's nipples were sensitive and stored it away for future reference. Sam was picking up the pace as he thrust his hips a little faster back and forth. His cock hit Dean's prostate and Dean nearly levitated off the bed as fireworks flashed before his eyes.
"More Sammy...yeah...like that..."
"You like that," Sam grunted and thrust forward again hitting his target.
"Yes Sammy...yes."
Sam thrust his hips forward again and again, relishing the sound of his name on Dean's lips. Dean's eyes were wide open staring at Sam. His lips formed a perfect "O". Sam couldn't resist. He bent his brother's legs almost parallel to his shoulders and ran his tongue over Dean's lips before slipping inside and thrusting his tongue in and out of his older brother's mouth to the same pace he'd set in his brother's ass.
Sam began to slam harder and harder into his brother as he passionately fucked his mouth with his tongue. Dean suddenly arched up and his body went rigid and Sam knew he'd drove him to the point of completion. He felt warm gooey liquid splatter his stomach and chest as Dean came gasping for breath.
"Oh Sammy...Sammy..." Dean cried.
"Fuck," Sam spat out as his seed spilled into his brother's welcoming cavern seconds later.
His brother Dean was moaning and writhing in pure ecstasy as wave after wave of aftershocks coursed through his body. Sam sprawled out on top of Dean and kissed him a few more times.
"You like to kiss," Dean sighed.
"Mmm hmm," Sam said kissing him again. "How you feeling?"
"Fucked, but in a good way," Dean smiled.
Sam rolled over and pulled Dean against him.
"Dean?"
"Yeah Sammy?"
"Was that okay?" Sam asked shyly.
"Oh yeah baby that was... awesome." Dean couldn't believe how quickly Sam reverted to his shy self .
"So, you think we could...you know...do this again sometime?"
"Gee Sammy, getting well fucked by my gorgeous brother...I don't know."
Sam hunched Dean in the side.
"Hey little brother, if you're sure about this...us" Dean made a sweeping gesture with his hand.
Sam smiled, " Oh yeah, I'm sure."
"Then yeah...you can fuck me anytime you want."
"And you can "hustle pool" anytime you want but just remember...this," Sam emphasized by grabbing his brother's ass, "Is all mine; understand."
"Understand," Dean nodded before drifting off to sleep in his brother's arms.
The End!