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Chapter 10

"Dean," Sam whined. He wasn't going to make it. They've been on the road for two days. They only stopped last night at a motel in Rhode Island so they could get some rest and they could have sex. Sam's been thinking about Dean all day. It was pretty hard not to. With Dean dripping wet in the shower, the goofy, but sex grin at the diner. Sam moaned, he was getting harder and harder by the second and it was painful.

Dean turned to look at Sam. He knew something was wrong when Sam moaned.

"Sammy, you okay?"

Sam shook his head and turned away trying to will his body to relax. Dean leaned over and cupped Sam's chin. Sam moaned again. Dean turned Sam to look at him.

"Sammy, what's wrong?"

Sam didn't want to say anything. Didn't want Dean to be angry. So he kept quiet.

"Sammy? Talk to me, man. What's the matter?"

"Not gonna make it, Dean. I need it, bad," Sam whimpered.

"Are you fucking serious? Dude, what is the matter with you? We just had sex last night and already you're pining for it?"

"I don't know, Dean." It was true; he didn't know why he kept 'pining for it' as Dean said.

"Dammit, Sam. Can you hold out 'til we find a motel?"

"Dean," Sam whimpered. His erection hurt and he didn't know why.

Dean looked at Sam and noticed his rather large erection. He rubbed his hand over Sam's crotch causing Sam to whimper.

"Hurts, huh?"

Sam nodded, "Don't know why."

Dean pulled the car over and set the car in park.

"Look, I know you want it, but until we find a motel, how 'bout I just suck you off? Think it will help?"

Sam nodded, "Please, Dean."

Dean nodded and worked at getting his brother's pants undone. Sam was already bucking his hips by the time Dean pulled out his cock. Dean stilled his bucking hips.

"Relax, Sammy," Dean said as he took the head into his mouth.

"Mm. Good," Sam murmured.

Dean made achingly slow circles on Sam's tip causing Sam to buck involuntarily. Dean stilled him again.

"Jesus, Dean. Please."

Dean took as much of his brother into his mouth as he could without gagging and steadily worked up a rhythm sucking his brother. Sam moaned and tried to match Dean's sucks by thrusting, but Dean wouldn't let him move.

"God, Dean. Love…please…more," Sam mumbled incoherent words.

Dean just continued to suck his brother harder and faster quickly trying to bring Sam to a release. Sam moaned louder and Dean knew his brother was close, so he kept up his rhythm until he felt Sam come down Dean's throat. Sam immediately fell limp and breathed hard. Dean pulled off his brother and swallowed his load. Dean sat up and relaxed before he began to start up the car. Sam moaned and opened his eyes.

"Feel better?" Dean asked eyeing his brother's cock which seemed to be getting hard again. Shit.

"Mhm," Sam said as he felt his cock start to harden again. "Dean, I want to fuck you, now," he said before he realized it.

Dean chuckled, "I know, little brother. Try to relax. We need to find a motel."

Sam whimpered a little but nodded and pushed himself back into his pants as Dean started the car.

The boys made it to Boston by nightfall. Dean had forgotten all about his brother needing sex until he heard Sam whimper in his sleep and he saw the bulge in his pants. Shortly after, Dean pulled into a motel and left his brother sleeping while he checked in.

"Sammy, hey, c'mon wake up."

"Huh?" Sam asked groggily, whimpering at the uncomfortable bulge.

"We're in Boston. At a motel. Let's go."

Sam clambered out of the car and grabbed his bag before turning to Dean.

"Sammy?"

"Need you, Dean. Now."

"I know, kiddo. Let's get in the room first."

Sam shook his head, "No. Now," and locked his lips with Dean's.

Dean tried to gently push Sam off him, but Sam wasn't budging and kissed him more deeply. Dean sighed internally and deepened the kiss all the while walking backwards getting Sam to do the same and backed him up against the door. Dean fumbled in his pocket for the key while keeping his mouth on Sam's. Dean managed to get the door open and pushed Sam inside. Dean needed to breathe so he gently pulled his mouth off of Sam's and pushed him farther inside and shut the door.

"Dean. Now. I need it, now."

Dean nodded, "I know, hold on a sec, please?"

Sam shook his head, he couldn't wait. He needed it so bad it hurt. He grabbed Dean with strength he didn't know he had, he was too far gone to really notice and threw Dean on the bed.

"Sammy…"

Sam climbed on top of Dean and fucking ripped his shirt to shreds.

"Dammit, Sam. That was my favorite-" He was cut short by Sam kissing him.

Dean moaned into the kiss. Man, he loved the way Sam kissed. Sam worked his way down Dean's chest stopping to tease his nipples sucking and biting them 'til they were red and hard. Then he moved lower to Dean's jeans. Sam fumbled with getting them undone and yanked them off. Once Sam had Dean naked, he stood up earning a moan from Dean. Sam smirked and quickly tore the clothes from his body and laid in between Dean's legs again and took his brother all the way into his mouth.

"Holy, fuck!"

Sam teased his brother's cock, licking the shaft and drawing circles on the tip with his tongue. By the time Sam took his cock back into his mouth, Dean was writhing and moaning. Sam quickly brought Dean to a release, smiling inwardly as his brother shot his load down Sam's throat. Once he was done, Sam parted Dean's legs farther apart and licked his asshole.

"Fuck, Jesus! Sammy!"

Sam knew he needed to get the tube of lube from Dean's bag but he didn't want to move. Suddenly the tube appeared in his hand. He didn't think about it but slicked up his fingers and put them where his tongue has been. He continued to stroke Dean until Dean was writhing underneath him.

"Come on Sam," Dean moaned.

Sam worked up to two fingers and continued to stretch Dean as far as he could go and then worked in three fingers.

"Now," Sam growled.

"Yes, Sammy, 'm ready."

Sam removed his fingers and Dean moaned at the loss. Sam slicked up his painfully hard cock and entered Dean pausing every few inches to let Dean adjust. After several minutes Sam was completely sheathed inside Dean's ass. Sam didn't wait for Dean and started moving. Withdrawing a little then slamming back into the bundle of nerves.

"Shit! Fuck! Harder!"

Sam obliged and slammed into him harder and faster working up to a steady rhythm. Dean had his eyes clenched shut.

"Open your eyes, Dean. Look at me while I fuck you," Sam breathed.

Dean opened eyes and black eyes met equally black eyes. Dean gripped Sam's hips as Sam slammed into him again. Dean reached in between their stomachs and gripped his cock and jerked it in time to Sam's hard thrusts. Soon he couldn't take it anymore.

"Sammy, gonna come," Dean panted.

Sam nodded and growled, "Do it," as he slammed into him again.

Sam slammed into Dean harder a couple more times and soon Dean cried out Sam's name as he came hard against their chests. Sam continued to slam into him a few more time before he followed Dean and came. He stayed in that position until he felt his body calm down and his cock softened. He slowly pulled out of Dean. Dean rolled off of Sam and onto his back.

"Fuck, Sammy."

"'M sorry, Dean."

Dean rolled over and saw tears in Sam's eyes, "Sammy, its okay. I'm just gonna be really sore tomorrow. Seriously though, what is wrong with you? I don't know if I can keep doing every night."

Sam shrugged, "I don't know. I really don't. It's like really painful if I don't get it."

"Don't worry Sam, we'll figure it out, but right now, I need a shower."

Sam laughed and grabbed Dean and led him to the shower. After Sam lay curled into Dean.

TBC...