Getting Out His Kinks

Dean smirked at his baby brother and slid out of his own boxers, Sam watched as Dean's erection slapped against his stomach. Dean moved down his body, making a trail over Sam's perfect abs with his tongue. His fingers followed the trail, as the older Winchester made his way down to his prize. Sam swallowed hard, his body tight with anticipation and desire. "Please Dean hurry, I can't stand it." Sam whimpered and rolling his hips slightly, then yelping as the still overly sensitive skin on his behind rubbed once again on the rough motel blanket.

Dean chuckled softly and kissed his way down from Sam's navel."Now Sammy patience is a virtue, didn't dad ever teach you that?" Sam growled pitifully and nodded.

"Yeah he taught me that, but he also told me to act fast or miss your moment." Dean smirked and flicked the tip of his tongue against Sam's erection, his mouth was suddenly full of Sam's taste and he couldn't hold back the groan. "Dean you're killing me here! Please...." Sam pleaded with his brother.

Dean smiled up at him and nodded slowly, he couldn't deny Sam anything. He finally slid Sam into his mouth and started to manipulate the warm flesh with his experienced tongue. Sam let out a groan of pleasure, his hips lifting off the bed. "OH fuck! Yes Dean, god your mouth feels so good, you are so fucking good at this." Dean smiled inwardly, Sam loved to swear during sex. Dean secretly thought his little brother swearing like that was incredibly adorable and hot at the same time, not that he would tell him that though. He took Sam deep into his throat, and all that could be heard in the room was the sucking and slurping of Dean's mouth, Sam's whimpers, and the creaking of the bedframe as Sam struggled against the cuffs trying to get further into his big brother's throat.

Sam knew it wouldn't take long for Dean to get him off, he was so hard from the teasing and when he lifted his head to look down at this brother, he saw Dean's luscious lips stretched wide around his cock and he lost it. Sam's body spasmed as he orgasms and he screamed so loud Dean was sure their dad would have
heard him, wherever the fuck he was that is. Dean swallowed all the heat that Sam shot into him and moaned at the taste, he loved Sam's taste.
As Sam came all he could think of was how badly he wanted to be free so he could touch Dean, kiss him, fuck him anything. Suddenly the cuffs clicked open and fell away from Sam's wrists and onto the bed. At first Sam didn't notice that he was free, he just brought his arms down and slid his fingers into Dean's short hair. Dean was resting his cheek on Sam's hip, randomly flicking his tongue over his little brother's softening erection. When Dean looked up a bit surprised, and they locked eyes, Sam realized why his brother was surprised. He was free.

The grin that spread over Sam's face was huge and a little bit evil."Sammy...Sam come on man I was only playing, besides you liked it." Dean smiled and started to get up to put a little distance between them. Sam licked his lips watching Dean's body move. He loved the way the muscles slid and moved so powerfully under that golden skin. The way the scars stretched and marked Dean as the perfect hunter he is. He loved the way Dean was biting at his lower lip, which he always did when he was nervous, excited, being cocky..hell, all the time. But the part Sam loved best was watching Dean's cock bob and press against his stomach under his gaze. Sam smiled as he could see precome sliding down his brother's cock.

"Now it's my turn to get out a few kinks, big brother." Sam said slowly and with a slight drawl as he raised his hazel eyes to Dean's wide, green eyes. Sam smirked as he watched Dean's face flush with heat and then his reflexes kicked in as Dean started to take off for the bathroom. Sam flew off the bed, but as he started to grab for Dean the bathroom door slammed shut, before Dean could get inside. They were both left staring at it for a moment, not knowing exactly what happened.
"Sammy, did you do that?" Dean finally asked softly.

"I must have." He answered as he smirked and grabbed Dean around the waist while he wasn't paying attention and flung him over his shoulder. Almost moaning at the feel of Dean's hot erection pressed against his chest, smearing his precome on him as he kicked and flailed on Sam's shoulder trying to get down.

"Sammy! Fuck, don't!" Dean yelped out and Sam slapped Dean on his bare ass in response.

"Dean, dad always told me, act fast or miss your moment." Dean rolled his eyes and then grunted as Sam dropped him on the bed.

"Now what Sammy?" Dean smiled up at him, covering his nerves with cockiness. Sam grinned in response and picked up the cuffs that were forgotten on the pillows. Dean's eyes went wide and he went to bolt again. Sam fell on him and they ended up in a struggle once again, and for what seemed like the first time in his life he beat Dean in a fight and cuffed him to the headboard. Sam grinned down at Dean in triumph and Dean smirked back up at him, secure in his knowledge that he let Sam win cause he really wanted to have sex and soon. And if he has to put up with a small kink of Sam's he could deal with it.

Sam leaned down and kissed those lips, those lips that haunted his dreams, day and night. Dean was his, had been for awhile but those lips...they still drove him crazy. As he devoured Dean's lips he felt his dick twitch, and he groaned. How could Dean be able to control his body when Dean was the one cuffed to the bed, he wondered. Sam finally pulled back after biting his brother's bottom lip and leaned over the bed searching in his bag for something. "Sammy? what are you looking for?" Dean asked weakly, his mind still swimming from the kiss. Sam came up from the side of the bed and grinned at his brother, holding up a gun. Dean blinked for a moment and then he started to buck and yank at the cuffs. "Fuck you Sam, no way!" Dean continued to freak and Sam just watched him for a moment and then leaned down and bit at his ear.

"Dean, shhhh come on calm down. I filed the sight off of it, it won't hurt...much." Sam kissed his brother's neck and rubbed his chest until he calmed slightly.

"Sam you aren't going to..not with a gun..please?" Dean whimpered the request but his dick was twitching and he moaned as he felt Sam wrap his large hand around his painfully hard erection.

Sam kissed Dean's neck again and then moved so he could look into his eyes. "I know you love to play with guns Dean."