I exhaled a heavy breath as I shut the closet door behind me.
I can't believe I got roped into this...
Seven minutes in heaven was such a child's game! Why I agreed to this was beyond me. Sure, the case was over. Sure, we weren't supposed to be related. Sure, our closeness made us seem gay...
That did not mean I wanted to do this!
But I did.
I settled myself on the floor before my blindfolded little brother, smiling softly. Sam reached a hand forward, touching my chest. "Definately a man. The way I like it." I felt my jaw drop- since when was Sam gay?- and touched my lips to his racing pulse softly, sucking a little. He groaned, shredding our clothes quickly. In the dim light I saw his cock resting heavy on his abdomen, and slowly reached up to lock the closet door. Hands snaked up to my shoulders, gripping tight as I licked the bare flesh of his chest hungrily.
"Guh... Dammit, D-Dean..." He groaned, fingertips running through my hair, I froze for a second, head cocked, although he was still blindfolded.
"How did you..."
"I know your body better than you do. Now shut up and kiss me, Jerk." He rasped, tugging my head down with a soft whine.
"Bitch." I mumbled against his lips, before brushing them gently with mine, groaning at the feel.
"I've wanted this for as long as I can remember... I love you, Sam." I whispered, kissing him again, still gentle. He growled against my lips and shoved me to the floor, straddling my hips, my aching cock pressed against his ass.
"Dammit, Dean. I want you so bad..." Hearing his erotic little voice plead like that, to beg for me, dripping with sex and lust, was just too much. I shifted us so he was underneath, an after trailing kisses down his sweat-damp chest with a surrendering groan before taking his leaking cock slowly in my mouth, wanting to have him writhe and scream beneath me. He looked down at me with nervous yet excited eyes.
"I've never had..." He trailed off, blushing. My jaw dropped and I kissed his stomach gently.
"You tryin' to say you've never been blown, Sammy?" I whispered. He shook his head and I smiled reassuringly. "Just sit back and enjoy. Hope I'm good enough for your first one."
"Well I was saving myself for you..." He yelped as took his head in my mouth, flicking my tongue over his slit. He groaned, the pitch sharpening as I took him in deeper.
Much as I hated to admit it, the bitch had a big cock-it hit the back of my throat way too soon. I took as much of him in as I could, stroking the rest slowly with my hand, fondling his balls.
"O-oh... Dean..." He moaned, one hand gripping my hair as I sucked hard. I gazed up to his face and groaned at his lustful expression, his eyes glassy and jaw slack. I sucked a little harder, feeling his balls tense and a groan bursting loudly from his lips, making me moan around him, vibrating his shaft.
"Damn, Dean!" He cried out, head falling back, feeling my own head be pushed down onto his own cock completely, gagging a little but surprisingly holding my own. He screamed my name, writhing as he exploded down my throat hard, which I swallowed hungrily, stroking myself as he groaned again, trembling.
"S-Sammy... I'm gonna c-come... Can I c-come on your p-pretty little face?" He nodded quickly, and I moved to straddle his shoulders, pumping quickly. All it took was a tender kiss to my leaking head on his part and I came on his face, watching with a groan as he licked off what he could reach, slurping off his finger what he couldn't.
I lay in my brothers arms on his chest, oblivious to the laughs and knocks on the door saying we'd passed our seven minutes half an hour ago.
But no-one was gonna move me.
I was right where I'd always wanted to be.
Heaven.
And there was no way I was having only seven minutes of it.
