(A/N)
Wow. Finally. I started writing this story last summer.
Things got in the way, but now finally I can give you the story. A very short story btw.
English is not my first language and I don't have a beta reader, so please excuse me if you find any mistakes afterwards.
Otherwise, I hope you enjoy reading and if you like, feel free to leave feedback.
Also - HAPPY (belated) BROTHER'S DAY 3
(TAGS)
Secret Relationship / Safe Home / brothers in love / Sam love Dean / Dean loves Sam / their own world / Wincest / Sibling Incest / Top Dean Winchester / Bottom Sam Winchester / Bottoming from the Top / First Time Bottoming / Kissing / Rough Kissing / Passionate Kissing / Dean and Sam are adults / John and Mary are only mentioned
"Sam!"
Dean calling out his brothers was all you could've heard that night in the Winchester household. Shortly after that you could've heard Sam's muffled laughter and after that, the house in Lawrence, Kansas went quiet again.
It was a Friday evening when Sam came to his brother's room to sneak under the covers, like they did when they were kids. Only that they aren't anymore. Sam is 18 now and Dean 22. And yes, they're still living with their parents. Their dad was nearly all the time absent because of his work, their mum had a 9/5 job at the local hospital.
But tonight they were all at home together.
A few years ago the brothers realized that jerking off together was more fun than doing it alone. They both had a few girlfriends in that time but ever so often you could've seen the boys in one of their rooms together. Sam never touched Dean and Dean never touched Sam. They only looked at each other and used the other's sound. This was until two years ago. Since then they lived in their own world at night or when they had the house to themself.
Tonight they are in this world again.
They already had one intense round and Sam was on the verge of sleep. But Dean wasn't. He laid behind Sam and his hand wandered down Sam's body. Down to his ass and then slowly to his abdomen. Dean's hand lingered there and Sam sighed.
"Dean, please, I'm not ready."
"But Sammy, I need you!," Dean whined. Sam chuckled and sighed again, then he turned around. He was now facing Dean and his hand went up to Dean's face. With his thumb he caressed Dean's cheek. Dean melted into the touch.
"Please, Sam, I need you!" Dean whispered and closed the gap. Sam returned the kiss with the same need as Dean. After a few passionate moments he broke the kiss.
"Okay, Dean. But, baby, you have to be quiet!"
"I think I can do that."
"Great," Sam mumbled and captured Dean's mouth again.
They kissed for a while. Sam stroked Dean's lower lip with his tongue, and he opened it willingly and allowed his brother to enter. At that moment, Sam also let his hand, which had previously wandered up and down Dean's body, rest on Dean's semi-hard. Dean moaned softly, but the sound was muffled by Sam's mouth.
Sam began to jerk Dean off and with the time passing by, Dean bucked his hips up. The kissing never stopped but for Sam it suddenly wasn't enough anymore. He didn't know where it came from but the sudden need to be filled was there. His breath hitched and he kissed his brother in a very sloppy way. It seemed Dean wasn't aware that the mood of his brother changed.
Sam crawled on top of Dean who moaned a little but didn't say anything. Sam took Dean's hands in his and rested them above his head. Then he kissed his way from Dean's mouth to his ear.
"Don't move!" Sam told Dean. Dean gulped. That was new, Sam taking the lead. "Dean, I want you to close your eyes and when I say so, you open them again. Understand?" Dean nodded.
"Okay then, close your eyes and don't cheat." Sam said. Dean closed his eyes and Sam turned on the light on the nightstand. He positioned himself back on Dean, let his hand wander down his own back and only stopped when his finger was at his hole. He never had done this, he never bottomed. He wetted his finger with saliva and let it rest at his entrance again. He opened himself up until three fingers could easily slip in and out. All the time he hadn't stopped kissing Dean. Dean was mewling and shifting beneath Sam when the younger brother spoke again.
"Dean, you can open your eyes now," Sam whispered, breathing a little harder than before.
"Jesus, Sammy!" Dean's mouth dropped open when he saw what Sam was doing. "What- Are you-" Sam now sat on Dean's hips, their erections between them.
"I wanna feel you, Dean," Sam said in a husky voice. He pushed himself forward a little and positioned Dean's cock at his entrance. He sank down in one achingly slow and smooth move and it took their breaths away. Sam sat still to adjust and get used to this new feeling while Dean had thrown back his head on the pillow.
"Ffffuuck," Dean groaned. Sam bent forward and captured his lips. At the same time he lifted himself up and went down again. They both panted and a thin layer of sweat could be seen on their bodies.
Sam hadn't ever done this. He never really thought about riding Dean, so he was a bit surprised about this want and about these feelings. He lifted himself up again and when he went down again, he began to shiver. He held his bottom lip between his teeth to suppress the moan that would have otherwise escaped. Dean saw that his brother was struggling and pulled him down so that their chests were slit together. He kissed Sam, slow and deep.
"Hey, what's up, kiddo? Does it hurt?" Dean whispered in Sam's ear.
"No, Dean, it doesn't hurt. It's just so much right now. I've never felt like this before." He sighed and Dean giggled.
"Told you. It's amazing."
"Yeah, yeah," murmured Sam and captured Dean's mouth again, roughly. He didn't want to talk right now. Then he pushed himself up and slammed down. Dean moaned, he hadn't expected that. Sam slapped him on the shoulder. He let go of Dean's mouth while he went down once more.
"Be quiet," he said harshly. He kissed Dean, open mouthed, their tongues dancing and began to ride Dean in a fast but steady rhythm.
After a while, Dean began to tremble. Not because he was cold or anything, but because he was fighting to push his hips up to meet Sam. Sam had closed his eyes, put his head back and moaned softly. He was now leaning back slightly with his whole body and propped up on Dean's thighs. He never stopped his movements, though, and the new position must have done something in him. Dean now saw that Sam was now also beginning to tremble again.
"Oh my-," Sam murmured, sounding very loud in the silence of the room. Something clicked inside Dean and at the next lowering of Sam, he lifted his hips, came to meet him.
"Dean," Sam called, way too loud and in a very high voice. Dean smirked slightly and pulled Sam down to him.
"You have to be quiet," he hushed his little brother. Their movements did not stop. Sam made a noise that sounded like a mixture of moaning and whimpering.
"Sshht, Sammy, you- Aaah," Dean stopped giggling abruptly. Sam had contracted the muscles in his buttocks.
"Dean, shut up, I-" That was as far as Sam got, for the orgasm rolled over him like a wave. Dean pulled him back down to him and held him tight. He pressed a kiss to Sam's temple, lifted his hips, and thrust into Sam one last time. Then he came too.
They just lay there for a while, trying to catch their breath. At some point, Sam lifted his head and put his lips on Dean's. Dean returned the kiss, but they were both too tired to allow it to become anything more.
"That was amazing," Sam whispered against Dean's mouth. Dean smiled, put his head back a little and gave Sam a kiss on the tip of his nose.
"Yes, it was, and we'll definitely do it again, if you want, of course. But now I want to sleep." Sam laughed softly and snuggled closer to Dean.
"Good night, Dean."
"Night, Sammy."