Dean just stood there in the doorway.
Of course, Sam was completely oblivious to everything when he was cleaning. "God bless that damn iPod" Dean said to himself watching Sam wiggle his bum while drying a dish. He couldn't help but bite his lip, if there was one thing that turned him on it was Sammy cleaning. And if there had to be another, it was the tight jeans Sam always decided to wear while he did it.
"Lost my discretion" Sam sang in-between hums
Oh my God its Katy Perry Dean thought as he let out a little giggle. There was no way he was going back to the TV now; this had to be far more entertaining. Sam just stood there washing dishes and wiggling his hips. The realisation caused Dean to bite at his lip again.
"I kissed a boy and I liked it, I liked it" Sam continued allowing himself to move a little more freely.
That was it Dean couldn't stand it any longer. He snuck in, crept behind Sam, bent down and bit him on the ass. Sam let out a squeak dropping a plate into the sink. Dean quickly rose pressing himself against Sam's back and taking out a headphone. "wanna' taste my cherry chap stick?" he playfully whispered into His little brothers ear, grinding his hips a little as he asked. "Always" Sam answered as he turned in Dean's arms and moved in for a kiss.
~FIN~
