Dean's tongue played with Sam's. He was sucking, swirling, he bit Sam's lower lip, breaking the kiss and hearing him sigh.

"I love you," Sam whispered seeing Dean smile.

"I love you too, Sam," he whispered back, kissing him again.

"Dean, I... I... I-I'm ready... I... I want to..."

"Oh Sam..." Dean kissed Sam passionately, laying him back on the bed and positioning on top of him, moving his hips and making both of them hard and groaning.

Sam was scratching Dean's back, making him arch and adding more pressure on their hard-ons. Dean hissed and bit Sam's shoulder.

"Oh Dean, I want to touch you," Sam moans, changing positions and taking off Dean's shorts, stroking his cock and stimulating him to move his hips. Sam took him in his mouth and sucked hard, gripping his fingers on his thighs and swirling his tongue on Dean's cock head, hearing him moan.

"Sam!! Sam, please, stop! Please! Oh God!" Dean said desperately, sitting down and holding Sam's head.

"What? What is it? I'm not doing it good?" Sam asked worried.

"No, no, no, no, no! It's not that! It's-It's perfect! Really! I just... I just don't wanna come right now. I want this to last..." Dean said caressing Sam's face.

"Come here," he said, pulling Sam to a kiss and positioning him on his lap, gripping his butt and hearing Sam gasp. He pulled down his shorts to his thighs.

"Touch me Dean, touch me," Sam plead, moving his hips in Dean's hands, taking his hand and guiding it to his erection.

"Sam... you're so hard..." Dean panted.

"Yes! Yes! It's for you Dean, just for you," Sam said between his moans.

"Want some more, Sam? Want this?" Dean said, spreading his butt cheeks, rubbing his finger in Sam's entrance, making him buck his hips faster and moan out loud.

"Yes! Oh God, yes!" Dean laid Sam and took the lube, wetting his finger, he spread Sam's legs and inserted his finger, he grunted and touched his cock, stroking it.
Dean had to control himself not to come yet from watching his brother.

"Keep doing this, Sam," Dean said, touching himself and playing with his own cock. Moving his finger inside Sam, he tried another finger, hearing a hiss and Sam's pleadings.

"Dean! For God's sake, I need you! I need you, now!"

"Sam, are you-" He couldn't finish his sentence, Sam pulled him to an urgent kiss, stopping the strokes, "Just do it, please, I can't wait anymore! I want you so bad," Sam begged.

Dean nodded and took the lube, rubbing it on his cock. He laid Sam and positioned himself between his legs.

"I love you Sam, you don't know how long I've waited for this," he said, kissing Sam's forehead. Forcing the entrance, he felt Sam grip his back and clench his jaw.

"You ok, Sam?" he asked worried and stopped moving.

"No! Don't stop! Please! I'm ok! It's just burning... a little," Sam panted.

"We can wait, if you-aaahhh shit, Sam!!"

"I said, do it!" Sam said wrapping his legs around Dean's waist, forcing him to penetrate and making Dean moan loud.

Little by little, Dean filled Sam's ass. When he was all the way in, both were gasping and all sweaty, touching their foreheads. Dean waited for Sam's okay to move again but he was contracting around Dean's cock, making him move his hips.

"Sam... don't do this... I'm gonna hurt you," Dean panted.

"I can't help it... you're too big."

"And you're so tight... Sam... oh my... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I can't..." Dean repeated, moving his hips. "So tight, Sam..." he grunted, feeling Sam grip harder on his back and making him arch.

"Dean! Oh God! This is so good!"

"Oh yeah, baby? And what if I do this?" Dean said, thrusting hard and slow, making Sam scream in pleasure. Each stroke made him moan louder and louder, Dean had his jaw clenched and grunting.

"Faster, Dean, faster!" Sam pleads on and on, feeling Dean quicken his pace.

"Sam... oh Sam..."

"Sammy... for you, it's Sammy... I'm your Sammy... always..."

That was enough for Dean, he wasn't controlling himself anymore. He was moving so fast, Sam tightened the grip of his legs around his waist and they were panting and moaning out loud.

"Sammy... Sammy... oh shit! I'm coming... I'm coming..." Dean filled Sam's ass with his come and he felt the warmth in his stomach, Sam was calling him, coming too.

Both guys were trying to catch their breath, Dean buried his head in Sam's neck feeling exhausted. Sam was caressing his back with his legs on Dean's sides. Dean felt his cock stiffen and easy out Sam's ass. They hold each other for a long time, until they fall asleep.

In the middle of the night, Dean woke up, he put his shorts on and blew all the candles around the house. He was going back with a nice glass of cold water when he stopped at the bedroom's doorway and looked at Sam, he was naked, sleeping on his stomach, holding his pillow. He felt his crotch bulging and sat beside Sam's body, trailing kisses on his back and shoulders. Sam stirred but didn't wake up. Dean wet his finger in the glass and rubbed in Sam's ass, waking him up and hearing a moan, seeing him moving his hips.

"Dean..." he whispered.

"Shh, it's ok, it's me" he said still kissing Sam's back and moving his finger, "You like this Sammy?" He asked moving it faster making Sam moan in response and pick up his pace, "Do you like it? Tell me..."

"Yes... oh yes!"

Sam lifted his knees, Dean lifted him further. He was almost on all fours and laid under Sam's hips. He took his finger away from Sam's ass, hearing protests, he wet his finger again and went back to work sucking Sam at the same time.

"Shit, Dean!" Sam hissed bucking his hips making Dean swallow his cock, "Oh my God, Dean! What are you doing to me?!"

Dean's answer was sucking harder and faster, moving his finger at his pace.

"Jesus Christ!! Dean, please! I want to... aahh, for God's sake I need to-aaahh, shit!" Sam said moving his hips frantically.

Dean sucked more, making sounds, wetting his finger once again and fucking Sam's ass. "I'm gonna come! Please, Dean, move-ah.. Dean, no! Don't do that! I'm gonna come in your-ooohh!" Sam said coming.

He swallowed everything and kissed the head of Sam's cock and slide out his finger.

"For the love of God, Dean, you want to kill me??" Sam said gasping.

Dean pushed Sam down till he's face to face with his brother and spoke.

"I told you I want this to last. I want to make you feel special. I want you to know what you do to me and the things I desire to do with you," Dean said with a raspy voice, kissing Sam. "You sore?" he asked caressing Sam's back and neck.

"Hmm... just a little bit... We have to wait till tomorrow..."

"Ok... We better go sleep."

"Yeah... I'd be sleeping right now, if my brother didn't wake me up..."

"You telling me you preferred sleep more than doing what we did?" Dean said laughing.

"You bet!"

Dean was in shock, eyes and mouth wide open, then he heard Sam's laugh.

"You're so silly sometimes... but I love it... 'night Dean... I love you," Sam said curling up and holding his brother.

Dean smiled at Sam's comment and kissed him back holding him too.

"'night, Sammy"