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Dean was frustrated. Sexually deprived. He needed his boyfriend. Though, he couldn't as Castiel was, for lack of a better word, unavailable.
"Just call Cas, he usually come when you call," Sam was annoyed with how Dean was acting.
"You don't think I tried. He's busy with Lilith," Dean replied. "What the matter with you anyways?"
"I'm frustrated." Dean admitted, sitting across the table from Sam, who shut the lid of his laptop to listen in more closely. "Cas is always there to relieve me when I'm feeling like this."
"Well, go do what you normally do when he's not around, or found someone to help you."
Dean thought about it and looked at his brother. "Will you help me?"
Sam thought Dean was joking and laughed. "Good one, there's a case here where two teens went missing, and their heart was torn out. I'm thinking werewolves."
"Sammy, I'm serious. Will you help me?"
"What would you want me to do?" Sam asked.
"Just a handjob. You don't have to if you don't want to."
"I'll do it only if I get one in return," Sam spoke.
"Sure." Dean said as he stood, grabbing his brothers hand and standing him up. "Don't speak to this about anyone," Dean said and Sam agreed.
The brothers made their way to Dean's bed, the younger taking advantage and pushing the other down.
Sam crawled on Dean lap grinding against the boy. His hands wrapped around Dean's neck, rubbing their bottom halves together.
Dean was surprised, though he knew Sam was bi, he never thought much of his brother as a bottom before. Dean's eyes gazed at Sam's whole being, finding the boy beautiful. Sam looked angelic on his lap.
"Kiss me," Dean spoke. He wanted to see if Sam was submissive. Sam looked at his brother for a minute before connecting their lips.
Dean's hands automatically grabbed Sam's ass, squeezing him tightly. The boy moaned into the kiss, grinding against his brother harder.
Sam pulled back from the kiss, removing Deans' shirt. "I didn't take you as the submissive type, Sammy,"
"Only to some, Dean," Sam replied.
"Will you submit to me, Sammy?"
"No must definitely not. You need to make me submit to you."
Dean wrapped a single hand around Sam's neck as his mother hand squeezed his ass.
"Nice try Dean but you have to do better than that."
That was enough for Dean to grab Sam's throat, flipping them over before pinning the boy down.
Sam grabbed Dean's upper arms, trying to flip them back over, but Dean wasn't having that.
"No, Sammy. You're mine."
Sam nodded, submitting to Dean. "That's a good boy. How about you put that pretty mouth of yours to use."
"You said only a handjob, D."
"Well, maybe I want more," Dean replied.
Sam nodded, knowing that this was most likely to end up with sex, but he didn't care. He wanted to please his brother.
Dean rolled off top of Sam, letting Sam does as he was instructed. Sam removed Dean's shirt throwing it across the room following by his pants and boxers.
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FanfictionMulti-ship. Written with @endlessgoodbyes Top 4 in #miwband and #miwfanfic Just a Brit and American writing gay porn. Probably the gayest thing you'll ever read. Complete Sin. (18+)
