AN: Sorry I took so long. I was busy the last few weeks. I hope you guys enjoy this anyway
Dean was very uncomfortable, his ass hurt like hell from the undeserved flogging he just received, and it would probably be weeks before he could sit down without wincing, and as well as that his dick was screaming for attention. He wanted to cum so bad it was unbelievable he hasn't exploded yet. And now with Sam laying on top of him the weight on his arms was becoming painful, and he couldn't help trying to rub his dick off Sam's stomach to try to get off.
Not that he didn't enjoy the fucking itself, but coupled with everything else he couldn't exactly say he was having a good night, he was clenching his teeth around the gag, and he really, really needed to cum.
Sam finally raised himself off and got off the couch. Dean looked after him longingly, his whole state making him want to cry. Sam returned about a minute later with a knife. First he pushed Dean's side so that was lying sideways on the couch with his ass facing towards Sam, and then Sam cut his hands free. Then he led him to lay back on his back, Dean couldn't stop himself from wincing as his butt reconnected with the couch.
"I want you to put your hands above your head and keep them there." Sam said to him. And even though he really yearned to use his hands to relive the pressure in his cock, he complied. He didn't want to piss Sam off, this punishment was undeserved, and would get him weeks of repentance from his brother. A deserved punishment was even less fun. He put his arms up above his bed and clenched his hands together and stared at Sam expectantly.
Then Sam cut off his gag, and leaned in and kissed him long and hard as soon as it was off. Dean wanted to move his hands to put into Sam's hair, but he didn't dare move them from above his head. Sam's tongue invaded his mouth and they fought for dominance for a minute or so. These were the only times Dean could fight full force, Sam didn't like him just leaving his tongue lie limp and take it.
"Oh Dean, I love you so much" Sam said when they finally separated.
"I love you too" Dean answered. He was filling with hope. Sam was getting sentimental, that meant he might get to cum tonight yet.
"You know I don't like hurting you" Dean wasn't sure that was true, but he wasn't stupid enough to say that out loud. He just smiled back somewhat timidly. Sam let out a happy laugh and kissed him again, this time a briefer, lighter kiss.
"And I am going to reward you for being such a good boy."
"Thank you" Dean said, sighing with relief. Finally he would get his release. Sam kissed him again, invading with his tongue, taking his time, while Dean's erection was screaming for attention. When Sam got his fill of Dean's gorgeous mouth he started moving downwards, licking and kissing his way down; he paused by a nipple and took into his mouth sucking arduously. Unusually he liked teasing and biting and hearing Dean squirm, but he was evidently in the repentant stage already so he was only giving pleasure and not pain.
Not that Dean didn't enjoy a little pain every once in a while. He supposed they would not have gotten to this stage in their relationship if Dean didn't accept and even encourage Sam when he first demonstrated an affinity for dominating and punishing his brother. Dean had to keep so much under control all the time, that it was refreshing to relinquish control every once in a while, to just enjoy.
He wasn't sure when it went too far; he should have said something the first time the pain went past his comfort level. Or that time that Sam strapped him up and left him with a cock ring on and a vibrator in his ass for a whole night, or the first night Sam flogged him bloody and fucked him with a beer bottle. He definitely should have said something when Sam forced him to have sex when he truly and really didn't want to. But he kept ceding little bits of himself for years, in the fear of upsetting his beloved brother and now it got to a stage that he was practically always out of his comfort zone, letting Sam do the things that he did, for the promise of a gentle fuck and a cuddle afterwards, and let's be honest, out of fear too.
Dean was forcefully pulled out of his thoughts as Sam's tongue licked a long line along his cock, he whimpered. Sam licked again and it was a heavenly feeling. He clenched his hands and started moaning as Sam licked up and down his dick. Sam slowly inserted a finger into his ass and started moving it in and out of him. He kept licking it like a lollipop, moving his tongue all along the length, from the cock ring up to the very tip, giving it a teasing little touch before going back down to start again. After a few more licks he finally took Dean into his mouth.
The elder brother was going crazy, writhing and moaning senselessly; the pain of his buttocks was completely forgotten for the moment. Sam inserted another finger and started sucking harder while fucking his brother with his fingers.
"Please" Dean exclaimed, "please" he repeated completely out of breath. Sam raised his mouth from Dean's cock and asked with a smug look on his face.
"What do you want, Dean? Tell me!"
"Please, let me cum, please…" Dean continued begging incoherently. Sam got back to sucking him, and the feeling of that hot wet mouth on his cock and those fingers rubbing against his prostate was driving him mad.
Finally Sam decided to relent. He used his second hand to press a small button at the side of the cock ring that opened it. He threw it somewhere by the side of the couch, and continued sucking, as well as rubbing his fingers against Dean's little bundle of nerves. After about two more seconds Dean was coming into his mouth with a loud groan. Sam continued to lick as the cum flowed into his mouth and swallowed it as it came. When he felt the cock start to go limp in his mouth he finally removed his fingers and swallowing the last drops of cum went up to hover above his brother. Once their heads were at the same level, Sam kissed him, long and slow one more time. Dean could taste himself in Sam's mouth. He felt on the 7th heaven kissing his brother. Dean was ecstatic. He felt boneless but absolutely satisfied and fulfilled after his overwhelming orgasm.
Maybe it was all worth it after all.
"Let's go get you cleaned up" Sam said as their lips finally separated, and as Sam smiled at him he couldn't help but smile back.
Or maybe he was just lying to himself thinking it was.
AN: Please, please review. At least one word to let me know what you think