Author's Note:

This is going up again, very late. it's...eh not my best work so I apologize. I realize this is just senseless smut so far (which I'm sure some of you appreciate) But I'm gonna add some plot to it in the next chapter which should be up sometime this week. I'm really glad your liking it and I love hearing from you guys! Hope to update real soon. as always if you have any suggestions for the next chapter I always take those into account. Hope your all having lovely days and if you're not, I hope my shameless smut makes your day better. All my love 3

-Jen

"Sammy, are you sure…?"

Sam nodded moving to kiss Dean. "I have never been more sure of anything in my life De." That's all Dean needed before he was picking Sam up and carrying him to the bedroom. He laid the down, climbing on top of him and never breaking eye contact.

"Are you absolutely sure this is what you want Sammy?" Sam smiled nodding and bringing their lips together. It wasn't like before, there was no lust or angry passion, Dean kissed him like the only thing in the world that mattered was that kiss. They kissed for what seemed like hours, just really feeling each other's warmth.

"I love you," Dean whispered as he pressed a trail of kisses down Sam's neck while he tried to wriggle out of his jeans, once he was finally out of them he moved back down to kiss Sam. A little sloppier, all tongue and clash of teeth as Dean tried to undress them both all while still making out with Sam. Sam pulled off laughing, and soon Dean was laughing too.

"You do not have to try so hard to impress someone who loves you already Dean," His brother gave a thoughtful smile and once they were both undressed he stopped for a moment, just taking in the body before him.

"Sammy fuck…you're gorgeous." This made Sam glare as his cheeks flushed bright red.

"Shut up, that's embarrassing De." He mumbled, before pulling Dean back down, hot naked flesh on flesh made Sam feel like he was just gonna explode from over stimulation.

Dean looked around, pulling back. "I don't have lube."

Sam looked up at him flushed and panting, "Are you kidding me?! I'm not stopping now! Figure it out Dean but you're gonna get inside me tonight if it kills both of us!"

Dean shivered a bit at Sam's determination, "This is not gonna be too fun for you at first," he warned.

Sam just rolled his eyes, "I can take it, just-mphgh!" He was cut off by Dean's lips again before Dean pulled off, gently flipping Sam.

"Dean..what are you-..o-ohh…." Sam let out a muffled groan as he grabbed the bed sheets. Dean had bent down, spreading Sam's cheeks and licking a long stripe across the puckered hole.

"Huh," Dean said, "Doesn't really taste how I thought it would."

Sam glared craning his neck to look back at Dean, "Can you not contemplate while licking my ass please?!"

Dean held both hands up defensively and made a face, "well excuse me your majesty." Before Sam had a chance to reply, Dean was back down licking and teasing at the ring of muscle, pressing his tongue in for just a second before pulling out. This was a lot more work than with a girl. When Dean was licking a girl, she'd just fall to pieces under him. Yes, Sam was doing the Sam thing, but Dean was having to do a hell of a lot more to keep Sam moaning. He actually kinda liked that challenge. After a moment Dean pulled away, listening to Sam's disappointed whimpers, he sucked on a finger, and making sure it was slick before slowly pressing it into Sam. Holy shit. Sam was so fucking hot and tight around that finger.

"Dean…that feels weird." Sam squirmed as Dean started to move it in and out completely fascinated by the sight. "Am I supposed to be moaning right now?" Sam spoke into the pillow.

"Gimme time!" He crooked his finger and Sam groaned. "Oh…That's Nice…"

Dean smiled repeating the actions with a second finger, stretching Sam a bit more. Now Sam was whimpering and moaning, that felt really good once he got used to it.

"Dean, keep going," his voice was a little breathless now as he pushed back, fucking himself on Dean's fingers.

Finally Dean lined up slowly pressing into his brother. "Oh fucking hell Sammy that's amazing…" Sam whimpered beneath him, fists clenching so tight his knuckles went white.

"Shhhhh, Sammy it's okay, It's gonna feel good soon baby, do you wanna stop?"

"No." Sam grit out, "No. I can take it."

Dean stilled himself waiting for Sam to adjust. When Sam gave him the okay, Dean pushed the rest of the way out before slamming back in with a loud groan. "Holy fuck, where has this been my whole life? If I'd know this is how it felt I would've been fucking dudes way more often." Sam shot him a glare.

"Way to kill a mood jackass." Dean chuckled Bending over to kiss Sam's shoulder.

"You know you're the only guy I wanna make moan my name." He winked starting to thrust at a steady pace. This was too good. He didn't know how long he could last; Sam was hot and so fucking tight.

"Fuck Dean, I love you, I love you so much," Sam pushed back with every thrust slamming against Dean's hips. Dean shifted angling his thrusts a different was and slammed in harder Sam gasping and moaning.

"Fuck! Fucking Fuck! Dean so good! Right there! Right there!" Sam panted, "So close De." He warned and Dean was too, he bent over leaning to kiss Sam as he thrusting a few more times before Sam was coming hard, moaning against Dean's mouth. The tight squeeze of Sam's walls around his cock was more than enough to send Dean falling blissfully over the edge, thrusting through wave after wave of glorious orgasm.

"Sammy..." Dean finally spoke after pulling out and collapsing next to his brother, "That was seriously awesome." He pulled Sam into his arms smiling. "How do you feel?" He questioned.

"Like my ass is gonna hurt for days," Sam turned giving him a bitch face before leaning in to kiss him and smiling. "But it's worth it."

"I love you Dean."

"I love you too Sammy, so fucking much."

They drifted off into a blissful sleep, cuddled in each other's arms, Sam's face cuddled into Dean's chest breathing in the stench of sweat and spunk. It wouldn't normally be nice, but it was nice when it was on Dean. He smiled shifting to make himself comfortable before drifting off into a peaceful sleep.