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Summary:Dean avoids helping with research, so Sam and Kevin decide to take a little break . (Sevin)
Kevin and Sam had been searching through different books in the library for hours. Conveniently, Dean had remembered that he needed to "run some errands", which was code for "I really don't want to do research". With a sigh, Kevin closed the book he was looking at. Dust flew out from between the pages. Sam looked up at him with a furrowed brow. "Everything okay?" Sam asked.
"We're never going to find what we're looking for. There are just too many different books and theories and things to figure out, we're never going to be able to do it," Kevin was exhausted. It seemed like all he ever did was read. He hadn't minded it when he was in high school, before his life had been turned around. Since the angels fell and they stashed Crowley in the basement, he hadn't been sleeping that much either. Kevin was uncomfortable at the thought of the demon responsible for killing his girlfriend and mother being under the same roof as him.
"It's okay, Kev. If anyone can figure this out, it's you and me. We make a damn good team," Sam smiled and put his hand on Kevin's shoulder. Kevin could hear his heart beating faster at the touch of Sam's hand. "But I guess it wouldn't hurt if we took a break. We can go to the kitchen, get some snacks, watch a bit of tv…" he suggested. Kevin nodded and they both got up from the table and made their way to the kitchen.
Pull yourself together, Kevin, He thought. It's just Sam. It's just Sam. On their way to the kitchen, Kevin couldn't help but stare at the taller man. Kevin felt like a hobbit compared to Sam. His eyes scanned Sam's broad shoulders and toned arms, stopping on his tight butt. He could feel himself getting aroused by Sam. No, no I'm not gay. But if I was… Sam would be a pretty goo—no! don't even think about it. Both of them tried to get into the kitchen at the same time, pressing up against each other. Sam chuckled, "Sorry man, I should have let you go first." Oh god, Kevin thought. Why, why, why?
They gathered up some snacks, being careful not to make a mess. Dean was very meticulous about how the kitchen was kept. Any crumbs on the counter would cause him to go berserk. While they were getting their snacks, Kevin avoided eye contact with Sam. He was unable to get the thought of Sam's bare ass out of his head. I'm being weird. Sam's gonna find out. I'm making it obvious, Kevin panicked.
Kevin was partially right; Sam did notice that something was up. At first, Sam had just thought it was stress, but he could see the younger boy stealing glances at him when he thought Sam wasn't looking. Kevin always held a special place in Sam's heart. The feelings Sam had weren't romantic, per say, but he didn't feel like their relationship was brotherly. It felt more intimate than that. Sam could feel the sexual tension between the two of them. They carried their snacks through the winding hallways to Sam's room, the best room for watching tv.
Sam set the snacks on the bed while Kevin set everything up. Sam knew that if he didn't act now, he never would. He gently closed his bedroom door and clicked the lock, trying to make sure Kevin didn't hear. He walked towards the tv set Kevin was kneeling before and got down on his knees behind him. Sam started massaging the prophet's delicate shoulders with his large, rough hands. Kevin straightened up a bit, not entirely sure what was happening. Sam placed gentle kisses on the other boy's neck, right above the collar of his t-shirt. Kevin bit his lower lip; this was what he had been wanting for a long time.
Sam's hands started getting more adventurous, exploring the rest of Kevin's body. Kevin turns so his chest is against Sam's. "You're okay with this?" Sam asks, making sure he didn't misinterpret the signals he had been receiving from Kevin. Boy, would that have been awkward. In response to Sam's question, Kevin presses his lips against the larger man's. Sam melts into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Kevin's small torso. Their tongues are entangled while Kevin unbuttons Sam's plaid shirt, running his hands along Sam's muscles as he pushes it off. The two men break apart long enough for Sam to remove his undershirt and Kevin to remove his worn-out t-shirt.
Sam lays Kevin on his back on the floor, positioning himself above the prophet. He resumes kissing the boy's neck, gently nibbling and teasing the sensitive skin. He kisses a trail down Kevin's chest, stopping to give special attention to his nipples. He kisses the skin right above the waistband of Kevin's jeans. He could feel the boy beneath him getting hard already. Sam slowly undid Kevin's jeans, teasing him, making him wait. "C'mon Sam," Kevin murmured. "Mmmm… fuck." He muttered as Sam pulled his jeans down.
By this time, Sam was eager too. He wasted no time removing the prophet's boxers and taking his already hard cock into his mouth. Kevin's hips bucked forward instinctively. Sam held the boy's hips down and continued to suck on his dick, flicking the tip with his tongue, swirling it around the head. "Mmm," Kevin moaned, "I'm so close." Sam didn't want him to cum yet, so he took his mouth off of Kevin's erection and started paying attention to his own.
Sam removed the rest of his clothes at once. As soon as Kevin saw Sam's cock, he attacked it with his mouth. The prophet did all he could to take the whole thing into his mouth, eliciting a moan from the larger man. Kevin kissed up Sam's beautiful, muscular body to whisper in his ear. "I want you to fuck me," Sam felt Kevin's hot breath against his earlobe. Sam didn't even know it was possible to be this turned on. He grabbed the lube from his nightstand, making sure his cock was coated with it. He started working some lube onto Kevin's ass as well. When Sam inserted his first finger, he could feel the younger boy's ass tighten around it. After a while, Sam was able to insert three fingers into him.
By this time, Kevin was begging to feel Sam's throbbing cock inside of him. Sam spread apart the boy's ass, getting a nice look at his rear end. Kevin let out a loud moan as Sam slid his cock into him. Sam allowed time for Kevin to get used to him. "Move, Sam," Kevin ordered from beneath him. Sam obeyed, slamming his cock into Kevin's ass. Sam couldn't tell whether he was moaning or Kevin was, everything felt so right. "I…I…want…to…ride…your…cock…" Kevin sputtered between moans. The older man happily obliged and lay back, pulling Kevin up so he was sitting on his cock.
Kevin started grinding his ass on Sam's dick. Sam let out a breathy moan. He grabbed Kevin's hips and started to work them faster and faster on his cock. Lying on the floor, Sam admired the man that was on top of him. He wanted to feel Kevin flat against him, so he pulled him to his chest. Sam could no longer tell where his body ended and Kevin's began. They both had sweat beading on their chests. "Oh fuck, Sam!" Kevin cried out before cumming on both of the boy's stomachs. Kevin's orgasm was just what Sam needed to push him over the edge. Before he realized what was happening, he had filled Kevin's ass with his thick, hot cum.
Sam flipped Kevin around and started licking his ass, trying to clean him up a bit. He teasingly bit the boy's ass before licking Kevin's stomach clean. Both boys were still breathing heavily, chests heaving. They got up off of the floor and into Sam's bed. They climbed under the covers without getting dressed at all. Sam planted another deep kiss onto Kevin's mouth, his hand was gripping his hair tightly.
They propped up pillows to lean against while they watched tv. Kevin rested his head on Sam's chest, listening as his heartbeat slowed to a normal pace and his breathing became more even. Sam was so steady, so solid. The constant rise and fall of Sam's chest lulled Kevin into a restful sleep, something the prophet hadn't experienced for months.
Sam and Kevin were both awakened by a sharp knock on the bedroom door. "Sammy?" It was Dean.
"Shit," Kevin whispered. "Don't let him find out what happened!"
"Yeah, Dean?" Sam called back, hoping his brother would just go away.
"It's almost time for supper, I just wanted to let you know," Dean called through the door. "Tonight, I made Lasagna, so I hope you're hungry! It should be ready in about 20 minutes." Sam and Kevin listened as Dean's footsteps got further and further down the hall.
"Well, that was close," Kevin breathed a sigh of relief. "Not that I don't love you… I mean, what happened, but I don't think anyone else needs to know right now." Kevin stumbled over his words.
"I totally understand," Sam winked at Kevin. "Our little secret." They were scrambling to get dressed for supper. "Maybe next time Dean's out we can stay in the library," Sam whispered as he unlocked his bedroom door.
Kevin smiled and nodded. Well, he thought, that was better than I'd ever imagined. Kevin couldn't wait until the next time he got to see Sam's entire body in all of its glory.