The feeling of something hard- yet soft rubbing against Dean's leg caused him to jolt out of his sleep. He turned his head to find his brother, Sam, rubbing his cock against him. Dean pulled Sam's face up towards his, locking their lips in a hot kiss. It was all teeth and tongue, sucking and everything.
"Sammy.. God… dad is right there." he whispers in his little brother's ear. Sam grind's harder, precome dripping onto Dean's leg. "I.. Know." he breathes out quietly, reaching down to grasp the waistband of Dean's boxers. Dean throws his head back, then grabs Sam, turning him around to where Dean was on top of him. He grind's against Sam, causing the 15 year old to gasp and throw his head back, eyes squinting shut. Dean leans his head down, whispering into his ear "Such a cockslut.. Dad is right next to us but you just can''t wait til tomorrow morning when he leaves. You need my cock right now."
Dean yanks his boxers down. He ruts against Sammy, letting their cocks brush each other in fast jerks. Dean leans his hips downward, his tip just barely resting against Sam's hole. Sam moans loudly, Dean's hand going to lay across Sam's mouth.
The bed next to them creaks.
"Dean? Did you really bring a girl back?" John asks, rubbing his eyes in an attempt to see better in the dark room. "And.. where the hell is Sam?" John asks. Dean and Sam steal a silent glance. "Dean Michael-" Sam inhales, then cuts him off. "Right here, dad." He says, pushing his hips slightly against Deans. Dean makes a squealing sort of noise in his throat. John shoots up, turning on the light next to the bed.
He looks down at the two boys, naked under the covers… and… he thanks the LORD he couldn't see them. "What. The. HELL!?" he yells, causing Sam to lean into Dean for support in a terrified manner. Dean wraps an arm around Sam, holding him close. "Dean.. Wha- I.. I don't even know what to say to this... " he inhales, then exhales, then turns back to his boys. "How long, Sammy?" he asks, knowing that the younger will tell the truth.
Sam hesitates, then hugs closer to Dean, the boys chest to chest. "A year, dad." he says, looking up at Dean as Dean smiles at the younger boy, trying to calm him down. John sighs. "I kinda had a feeling this might happen." he says, sitting down on his bed and looking at the wall in front of him. "What? What do you mean?" Dean asks. "Well… you two were always a little more close than most." John says with a smile. He stands up, grabbing his belongings and putting them in his duffel bag.
"Dad… where are you going?" Sam asks, leaning to look over Deans shoulder at their father who was reaching for the handle of the motel room door. JOHn turns and smiles at his sons. "I'm.. gonna get my own room." he says. "NIght, kiddos." he adds, then exits the room. Dean looks at SAm, a widespread smirk across his face. Sam exhales loudly, then bucks his hips up, both boy's cocks rubbing together.
"NGH.. Such a slut, Sammy. YOu're such a slut. You're a whore for my cock." DEAN says, pressing two fingers into Sam's hole. Sam moans loudly, bucking his hips into deans.
Dean open's him up. "Turn around, sammy." Dean says. Sam turns around, face into th pillows and ass in the air and on full view for Dean. It's making him harder by the second. "C'mon, de. Fuck me already." Sam says, pushing his hips back, but feeling nothing but air. Dean smirks down at his little brothers back. "Beg for it, Sammy. Beg for my cock." Dean says, rubbing Sam's ass. Sam exhales loudly.
"Fuck me, Dean. Fuck me hard and fast" Sam says. Dean chuckles. "Try harder." he says, hands rubbing his own cock.
"Fuck me dean. Fuck my tight hole open until I'm calling your name. Make me your bitch. I'm your slut. Fuck your slut, fuck me. Fuck me…" Sam hesitates, then breathes. "Daddy." he says. Dean's eyes go wide, yet he lets out a loud, breathy moan and puts his hands on Sam's ass cheeks, speading them apart as he slams into Sam. Sam makes a sobbing sorta noise, then moans loudly, throwing his head back. "FUCK! DEAN!" he moans loudly.
Dean pounds Sammy, showing barely any mercy. "Such a cockslut. Fuck." Dean says, pounding him harder. He reaches around Sam, grabbing ahold of Sam's cock and jerking it in time with his thrusts. "Callin me daddy… damnit- fuck… so fucking hot, little brother." and that's all it takes, Sam shudders, come spurting out onto the sheets and deans hand. Thus, dean comes,too.
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"Woah… that was.. Wow." Dean says, rubbing small circles on Sam's back. Sam leans up on one elbow to look at dean. "Cant believe dad is okay with us." he says, kissing Dean. dean grins. "We gon get our own fucking room now, Sammy." he says with a smirk. Sam rolls his eyes, pressing a quick kiss to Deans lips before laying down and drifting off.