The love story

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As Sam was still on top of Dean's making out, Dean slipped his finger in Sam's sweats and found his nice, tight hole, and began to work his way in. Sam let out a little moan and the rest of the finger went in. "You like that baby boy? We're going to go slow tonight." Sam nodded. He was high from Dean's love. Dean then slipped in two fingers, making Sam let out a bigger moan.  "Sammy, you're gonna be cum bucket tonight!" Sam bent down moaning into Dean's mouth. "I'm ready baby."
Dean then began to lube up his cock while Sam jacked off in front of him. "I like that Sammy boy, when you stroke yourself in front of me." Sam then chuckled and leaned up and kissed him again. Dean then bent down and began to eat out Sammy's hole. "Oh-my, fuck! Dean that feels so good!"
Dean was tongue fucking, he was sticking it as deep as it could go. After about five minutes of that, he eases his cock in Sam's tight hole. Passing the ring muscle felt do good for Dean and even better Sam. "fuck! Baby boy your hole feels so good!"
Sam began to feel extreme pleasure from Dean's slow thrusts. "Baby boy, I love you so fucking much!"
Dean couldn't hold out much longer and cummed deep inside Sam's hole. When he pulled out it was definitely a cummy mess. Not long after, Dean bent down and began to deep-throat Sam's cock. And in almost 2 minutes, Sam shot his cum down Dean's throat. "Oh my God. I'm getting married!" Sam yelled after it was done. Dean smiled and kissed him. "Yes you are baby boy, I love you."
Sam smiles and poked Dean's nose, "I love you too Dee."

Immediately afterward, Sam was calling people and inviting them over. Dean was making invitation cards. That's when Dylan dropped by. "You know, Twitter really helps figure out stuff, congratulations!" Sam and Dean looked up with the worst look. "Oh come on, I'm here visiting family you guys are family too!"
Dean rolled his eyes, "get down here and give me a hug, maybe a kiss?" Sam laughed and let it happen. So Dylan and Dean shared a kiss, Dylan then leaned in and kissed Sam. "You're more than welcomed to stay here Dylan, and we won't pressure you into doing things."
Dylan smiled and took up the offer. Going back into his own room was definitely needed. "Finally! I'm able to be on my own."
Dean leaned in the doorway, "listen I'm sorry for all that happened before I was jealous and whatnot."
Dylan, who looked flabbergasted, was just speechless. "I'm flattered, but I'm nothing to be jealous of. I have acne, I have a belly, I have stretch marks and scars. Nothing to flaunt." Dean walked in and immediately came out and said, "you're just so beautiful and amazing, I wish Sam would allow all of us to get married."
Dylan cocked his head at the idea. "I don't think so, that won't work." Dean sat down on his bed and snuggled close to Dylan. "You two are the only men I want."
Dylan nodded. He'd love to marry them, but he also is terrified that the past is gonna repeat itself. He didn't want to be beaten again, he didn't want to be a sexual object again. Dylan eventually fell asleep and shortly after Dean left. "Babe! We need to call someone to get photos done!"
Sam yells, with still so much enthusiasm left in it. Dean came up behind him and kissed him. " Of course baby, the wait isn't Dylan into photography and what not?"
Sam nodded. Dylan was having a nightmare. "Come on Dylan, one more whip and it'll be all over."
"NO!! Please, Dean, stop!"
The whip cracks against Dylan's back and he felt like his skin had just been ripped open with pliers.
"Oh my God, stop Dean!" he yelled out, while sleep talking. Dean immediately ran to the room and saw Dylan having the nightmare and woke him up. "It's okay Dylan, it's all over, it's done with." Dean kept reassuring him it'll be okay. Dylan ended up falling asleep with Dean and Sam that night.

In the morning Dylan ended up calling Meg. No answer. He knew something was wrong but didn't bother to mess with it especially in the presence of Sam and Dean. "Morning Dyl!" It was Dean. In a plain white T-shirt and boxers. " Morning," he said quietly as possible. "I'm heading out today, I need to see a therapist for what happened here." Dean quickly turned his head around after pouring a cup of coffee. "It's that bad?" Dean asked. Dylan nodded. Dean poured another cup of coffee for him and slid it across the table. "Sam and I were wondering if you would like to do our wedding pictures?" Dylan thought about it for a few seconds, "sure, why not? I mean I usually charge but you guys have done enough for full payment." Dean smiled and nodded. Dylan was sitting there and turned on the angel radio. "Damn it Dylan object at that wedding!" Corinne whispers. Dylan ignores Corinne and turns it back off. Sam eventually got up and looked at Dylan and Dean, who were both sharing a kiss. "Hey, you gonna share that kiss?" Sam remarked while smiling his pearly whites. Dean then got up and kissed his husband. Sam got himself a bowl of Captain Crunch and sat down next to Dylan. "Well, I gotta go for an appointment. I was able to find me a therapist not too far out, seeya later boys!" "Bye sexy!" Sam yelled out.

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