This took longer than I wanted it to. The new semester of college started and I got swamped with work. Sorry this took so long. I'll try to update more often.
Anyway, this is only my second sex scene... I'm not very confident in my work when it comes to the graphic part. I hope it turns out okay. Hope you enjoy.
Dean collapsed under Sam's weight, causing the kiss to break as both boys crashed to the mattress. "Uhmfff," came a muffled reply from Dean before his lips were captured by Sam's. Their bodies arched against each other, Dean lied on his back as Sam broke the kiss and started to mouth Dean's ear.
"Should probably take your shirt off." Sam said, snaking his hands down Dean's torso and dipping his hands under his brother's shirt. Dean let out a soft groan as his little brothers fingers danced over his muscled abdomen. He reached up and allowed Sam to strip him of his shirt, before he returned the favor to Sam. He ran his fingers over Sam's toned body as Sam leaned back down to bite at Dean's collarbone.
Dean reached around his bother and gently glided his fingers over his brother's broad back, pulling him in closer. Their bare chests met, causing them both to groan. Dean spread his legs to allow Sam better access, their clothed erections rubbing together.
"Sam!" Dean gasped, bucking into the sensation. Sam moaned and ran his tongue down Dean's chest and captured one of Dean's bronze nipples. Biting and nipping playfully at it, causing Dean to moan louder.
"Sammy, please." Dean begged, meeting each of Sam's thrusts hungrily. Sam licked Dean's nipple with the flat of his tongue, hearing his brother's hitched breath. He looked up to see Dean's lust filled eyes.
"Delicious," Sam said before biting the hardening nub, using his other hand to twist Dean's other nipple, grinning as he heard Dean gasp. He swirled his tongue around the hardened flesh, groaning at the contact of their clothed cocks.
Sam stilled their thrust with his hands as he ran his tongue down to Dean's belly button, leaving a trail of glistening saliva. He dipped the tip of his tongue into the crevice, swirling his tongue as it slid in. Dean gasped and grabbed Sam's hair with his hands, causing his knuckles to turn white.
"Sam, I need you." Dean pleaded.
"What do you need me to do?" Sam asked, dipping his tongue back into Dean's navel.
"I need to come." Dean said. Sam chuckled at how blunt Dean was, but followed the trail of hair that disappeared behind jeans. He pulled at his older brother's belt, unbuckling it, and slowly unbuttoned his brother's button up fly. He helped Dean lift himself off the bed before pulling Jeans and boxers down to pool at his ankles.
Sam took in the sight of Dean's manhood, wide eyed and drooling. He breathed heavily on Dean's erection, the warmth of his breath causing Dean to whimper. Sam lowered his head to kiss Dean's thigh, before lazily licking a stripe up the side of Dean's cock.
"Fuck!" Dean shouted, bucking into the touch.
"Calm down, Dean. You might hurt yourself more, just relax and let me do all the work."
Sam rested his hands on Dean's hips, preventing him from thrusting into Sam's touch. He licked the head, dipping his tongue into the slit. Dean's whimpers became louder at the intense teasing.
"Quit teasing and suck me!" Dean shouted.
Sam circled the crown before sliding Dean's cock into his mouth. "Holy fuck!" Dean shouted, feeling the heat and slickness of Sam's mouth. Sam swirled his tongue on the underside of Dean's hardness, tracing the vein. He started to bob his head, taking Dean to the base before lazily dragging his lips back to the tip.
"Fuck yeah, Sammy" Dean slurred, losing himself in his lust.
Sam released Dean's hips, running his hand lower to brush across Dean's balls, releasing another moan from his brother's lips. He gently rolled Dean's balls before releasing them and teasing Dean's perineum. Dean tensed at the touch, but relaxed into it, his climax building as Sam's skilled tongue worked him.
Sam ghosted over Dean's hole, feeling the shiver run down his brothers spine at the sensation. He ran his fingers up to circle the base of Dean's erection. He continued sucking his brother, but added his fingers to slick them up. Once his fingers where lubed, he returned them to Dean's hole before gently sliding one finger into Dean's tight heat.
"Sammy!" Dean shouted, the feeling awkward, but not unwelcome. He slowly began to rock into the touch, showing Sam that he was ready for a second. Sam brought his lips to the tip of Dean's penis seductively before tonguing the sensitive area bellow the head. At the same time, he pushed his second finger in, slowly thrusting them in and out. He searched for that sweet spot inside Dean that would bring him over the edge.
Dean was lost in the pleasure, spouting off all sorts of filth. His voice hitched and he gasped as Sam rubbed up against his prostate. "Fuck, Sammy!" He shouted, thrusting his hips back to meet Sam's fingers.
Sam smiled around Dean's cock as he repeated stroked Dean's prostate, being rewarded with throaty groans. He licked his way back down Dean's meat, slowly and agonizingly dragging his lips back to the tip. He stilled his fingers and rubbed against Dean's sweet spot, while swirling his tongue around the tip of his brother's cock.
"Sammy! I'm going to come!" Dean shouted. His body tensed, as white hot pleasure shot through him. His muscles fluttered around Sam's fingers and his cock shot his seed deep into Sam's mouth. Sam swallowed as much as he could, some spilling out the sides of his mouth.
Dean slowly recovered from his orgasm, his breath returning to normal. Sam milked all Dean's cock had to offer, before letting it slip from his mouth with a pop. He pulled his fingers out and crawled up to eye level with Dean. He captured his brother's lips, allowing Dean to taste himself.
"Yummy, don't you think?" Sam said, breaking the kiss and running his hand through Dean's sweat soaked hair.
"What about you?" Dean asked, noticing the bulge in Sam's jeans.
"Don't worry about me," Sam replied, "You can repay me when you're all healed up. Just get some rest."
Dean frowned, but allowed himself to be pulled in close to Sam, before allowing himself to drift to sleep.