This is basically smut filler all the way through. I don't know if it's any good but whatever I wrote it and it's done. Next chapter involves a case, but for now I'll find a nice corner to die in. I'm blushing so hard it hurts, but whatever. Enjoy the chapter. Skip if you want. I'm gonna find somewhere to hide from my own embarrassment.

Steve laid in between Dean's legs staring at Dean's erect cock, He'd seen other men's penis' before; he'd been in the army after all. He just wasn't too sure about putting one in his mouth. Dean had told him he didn't have to after Dean got him off with his hand, but Steve had been doing some research and he wanted to try to pleasure Dean. He was an adult. Adamantly, an adult who had never had a sexual encounter before, but he knew what he liked and imagined what he thought he liked. He was an adult and wasn't afraid of sucking his boyfriend off, okay, so maybe not afraid, but he was nervous.

He wrapped one hand around Dean's warm cock and kept the other firmly on Dean's jean clad thigh. Steve gulped watching pre cum dribble from the tip. He'd been embarrassed when he learned Dean was cut where Steve wasn't, but Dean reassured him with a laugh that some dicks had turtlenecks and some dicks didn't. Steve laughed and called him an idiot, but it eased his embarrassment. They'd simply rutted against each other for a while, before Dean asked Steve if he could go further, and Steve agreed.

Steve could feel Dean's eyes filled with desire watching him with anticipation. Steve just decided to go about like he would a popsicle or a lollypop. Starting from the base of Dean's dick licked all the way up to the tip and tested how the precum tasted on his tongue; it was salty and Steve couldn't help but think he kind of liked it even if he'd never admit it out loud. Dean's groans and encouraging words helped edge him on. Steve gently kissed the shaft as he met Dean's eyes. God, did he love those green eyes.

Steve slowly moved his open mouth down Dean's cock. He tried sucking the best he could as he breathed through his moaned and told Steve to keep going as he sucked. His rigid cock was glistening in the sheen of Steve's saliva as he bobbed his head up and down. He didn't have a gag reflex; Dean really seemed to enjoy that. Steve wrapped his lips around Dean's cock when he came up for air and went down with a flourish sucking hard and fast as he felt his own cock hard and throbbing in his trousers. He slipped his hand in the back of Dean's jeans to cup his bare ass as he tried to relieve his own erection by thrusting into the mattress.

Dean groaned, "God, that's hot. Steve, so fuckin' sexy. You're killing me. So good."

Steve came off Dean's cock with a pop and slid his hands out of Dean's pants and asked with Dean's precum wet on his lips, "Are you sure? I'm not too sure if it's really good. This is my first time giving us-a one of these. Is it really Good."

Dean chuckled a deep laugh that vibrated throughout his whole body, "Yeah, Steve what you lack in experience you make up for in enthusiasm. It's pretty good and little Dean agrees."

Steve wiped off his mouth with the back of his hand, "You mean it?"

Dean laughed before he grumbled, "I'm dying here, Steve, as much as I love talking to you. I am harder than hell right now and would really appreciate it if you'd help me out here."
"Oh, I'm sorry."

"No, It's okay. I distracted you. I don't even know if you like dirty talk."

"I think I do, but I'm not sure."
Sam threw open Dean's door before he saw them, his eyes widened, and he quickly slammed the door shut. He yelled through the door, "Charlie wants to see you guys, so when you're presentable please come out. Dean, could you put a sock on the door, Jesus!"

Dean yelled back, "Could you knock? You asshat!"

"You're such a jerk, and I've seen your gross dick more times than any brother should."
"Bitch! You're such a buzz kill."
Steve sat up embarrassed Sam walked in on them doing something sexual. Dean buttoned and zipped up his Jeans, "Bobby in a bikini. Bobby in a bikini. Bobby in a bikini. God, that's so gross. And my boner just died. Awesome. Sorry, Steve. I'll give you a job another time." Dean sat up and pressed his palm against Steve's erection and grinned lecherously, " I've been told my lips are made for sucking cock."

Steve put his hand over his mouth to muffle the moan that slipped out.

"Dean, Sam said Charlie said she needs to see us. I'll be right as rain in a minute if you don't try to get me going."

Dean crawled off the bed and grumbled, "Fine, fine but it better be important or Charlie's getting dye in her shampoo. Didn't even get to see those pecs of your again. Damn shame."

Steve rolled his eyes and stood up. Dean kneeled to grab something from his dressed before he threw the clothing at Steve's head. Steve raised a brow, "Why did you throw your undergarments at me?"

"Because walking around with cooling jizz in your boxers isn't the most comfortable situation to be in. I also have mouthwash if you don't want to talk to my family with the taste of my dick in your mouth."

Steve blushed, "Thanks. Didn't think of that."

Dean leaned against the wall and grinned, "So, you gonna take of your pants or what?"

"Dean!" Steve exclaimed.

"What? I just want to see what I'm going to be working with."

"Dean!"

Dean and Steve sat down on Charlie's bed and waited for her to speak. She stood with her hands behind her back like a soldier awaiting orders.

"Gentlemen, I had a mission set out today in my getting to know Steve, but firstly I thought it imperative to assist you loveable little bisexuals the best way I can."

She tossed a number of condoms into the hair and threw a tube of lube at Dean's head. Dean caught it right before it hit him in the forehead, "Alright, Fairy Gay Mother, we're listening. Just ease up on the condom confetti, okay."

She smiled and Steve couldn't help but feel it was a very devious smile.

"I know you two are in a new relationship and since Steve seems the shy type and Dean's emotionally constipated. I decided I would help you two out by making sex lists. You just put no, yes, or maybe, and I also stole Sam's laptop because I don't want any viruses on mine. Just Google Define_ the word and you'll know what the thing is. I made it not too out there, so just fill them out and then compare. Be Honest."

Dean quickly filled his out and handed it back to Charlie. She stroke her chin and hummed, "A lot of Yes' I see only one no."

Steve stayed seated on Charlie's bed and with the computer ready to search things he didn't know about, He started to fill in his sex list, as Charlie had called it.

Activity

Yes

No

Maybe

69

Yes

Bondage

Maybe

Cockrings

Maybe

Rimming

Maybe

Fellatio

Yes

Sub and Dom

Maybe

Fetish Play

Maybe

Fingering

Yes

Dirty talk

Maybe

Erotic Massage

Yes

Gender Play

Maybe

Lap Dances

Yes

Phone Sex

Maybe

Nipple Play

Yes

Prostate Massage

Maybe

Spanking

Maybe

Sex Toys

Maybe

Threesomes

No Thank You

Vibrators

Maybe

Steve hesitantly finished his list with his cheeks dusted red. He asked, "Charlie, um Ma'am, do I have to show mine to you?"

Charlie shook her head, "You don't have to. Just swap with Dean, compare and my work will be done for those matters."

Steve's eyes scanned Dean's list and he mentally tried to make note of what Dean said Yes to, what it actually was, and what he didn't like.

Dean chuckled, "Got a lot of maybes, Steve, Okay, so no threesomes, You want me all to yourself, got it."

Steve glanced at Charlie and hissed, "Dean!"

Dean shrugged, "Dude, we haven't really even had sex yet, and Charlie is a real chill little lady she actually helps me out unlike whiny little brothers who claim they were traumatized by me having sex when he was sleeping in the same motel room."

Charlie whistled, "Respect, Dean-o." She turned to Steve, "Allright, Star Wars or Star Trek? You strike me more as a Trek kinda guy."

Steve Dean's list back and he pocketed them both, "I don't know what either of those things are?"

"HP, Minecraft, Lord of the Rings, World of Warcraft, Hunger Games,Chronicles of Narnia,Game of Thrones, Larping?"

Steve shook his head, "Sorry. Not ringing any bells, Ma'am"

Charlie grinned, "It's cool, it's all good. I just need to introduce Dean's boyfriend to the finer points of nerdom. We'll make a nerd of you yet, young Padawan. I say we start Harry Potter movies, and you'll need to borrow my books which I so kindly will lend you."

Dean said, "Harry Potter movies alone will be like 20 hours!"

"No sleeping tonight, boys, we got marathons to get through, bitches. I'll send Sam out for snacks and drinks if the kitchen doesn't have a good stock. We're gonna need lots of popcorn. I should order pizza."

"They don't deliver out here." Dean replied, "Believe me, I've tried."

Dean tugged Steve back to his room, while Charlie rushed to tell Kevin and Sam about her marathon preparations for Steve's nerd education.

Dean wrapped his arms around Steve's waist and rested his head against Steve's chest, "You know, we've got some time before Charlie gets everything put together, so why don't we pick up where we left off."

Steve kissed the top of Dean's head, "Are you sure we've got time. I don't want Sam seeing me naked as the day I was born since he'd your little brother, even if you don't mind him seeing you like that."

"Plenty of time, Steve."

They kissed until they traded spots do Dean was kneeling on the floor and Steve was sitting on the bed. Dean took of Steve's shoes and socks, but before he unbuttoned Steve's pants, he looked to Steve for permission to continue. Steve nodded and watched as Dean slid his boxers and pants down to his ankles, slowly caressing his thighs as he went. When he got his pants off from around his feet, Dean tossed them nonchalantly and kissed the top of Steve's thigh. His hands grasped the firm muscle as Dean mouthed and kissed his way up Steve's thighs until he got to Steve's hardening uncut cock.

Steve bit his lips as he whimpered when Dean mouthed and kissed his cock. His fingers clutched the blankets on Dean's bed when Dean swirled his tongue under Steve's foreskin. Dean long eyelashes were even more evident when he closed his eyes. Steve didn't know how Dean would react if he told Dean how gorgeous he looked, but when Dean would look up at him with his stunning green eyes Steve couldn't think there was anyone more beautiful.

Steve ran his hands through Dean's short hair as Dean wrapped his lips around the tip of his cock. Steve groaned low as Dean wrapped a hand around his cock pumping it in time with his sucks. Steve's quiet moans and whimpers filled the room as Dean relaxed his throat with ease born of practice. Dean hadn't been with anyone for a while, but it made him remember how much he liked sucking cock. He loved being on his knees with spit slipping out of his mouth as he swallowed a man's hard length. Dean opened up his own jeans and palmed at his erection through his boxers.

Dean wiped away a string of saliva when he pulled off Steve's cock. He took off his jeans and boxers after he fished the tube of lube out of his jeans pocket. He quickly shed his shirt before he slicked his fingers with the lube and slid two into his hole. It had been a while since he'd been with a man or even a woman, but he wanted Steve, badly. Dean licked Steve's cock and nuzzled his face against his thigh as he stretched himself with another finger. He moaned, "Steve, I wanna ride your thick cock. I want it bad, darlin'. Please let me ride you."

Steve whimpered as he watched Dean fuck himself with his fingers, "I don't want to hurt you on accident. Are you sure?"

Dean climbed into Steve's lap and rubbed his cock against Steve's. He helped Steve out of his shirt and grinned lewdly at Steve's chest, "God, you're so hot. You drive me crazy, Steve. I'm gonna ride you so hard." Dean positioned himself above Steve's cock and slowly and carefully he slid himself down until he was fully seated in Steve's lap. Steve grabbed Dean's face and kissed him until they had to pull apart just to breathe. Dean rambled as Steve kissed and mouthed at his neck as he leisurely rode Steve's cock, "Jesus, so good, Darlin'. Feels so good. Right there. God, Steve. Keep going. Am I gonna have to do all the work myself? Fuck me like you mean it. I'm gonna cum if you keep that up. Fucking hell."

Steve sped up his thrust into Dean's hot hole, and was rewarded with Dean throwing his head back and moaning. Steve had full access to Dean's neck as he nipped and kissed at the skin; Dean sure seemed to enjoy it.

Steve came first groaning into Dean's neck as he spurted cum into Dean. Dean kept bouncing on his half hard cock moaning like there was no tomorrow, "Yes, fuck yes. Wanna cum. I'm gonna cum. So good, Steve. God, yes! Dean came mostly on Steve's stomach whimpering and shivering as he came down from the orgasmic high. Steve's flaccid cock slid out of Dean and they both collapsed on their sides on the bed. Steve pulled Dean closer to him and kissed his forehead before moving to give him a quick kiss on the lips. They were both shuddering and gasping for breath. Steve didn't think he could think well enough to say something worthwhile so he just grinned at Dean and said, "That was real swell."

Dean laughed not even caring about the cooling cum between his legs. He laughed the full body laugh Steve loved seeing. It made Dean look younger, like there was less weight on his shoulders. Dean replied, "I'm gonna agree with you and say that was real swell, Steve, real swell."

Steve sighed as he rested his head against Dean's, "We should probably take a shower and get dressed and see how everything's coming along with Charlie's um-marathon thing."

Dean snuggled himself, although he would not admit it, closer into Steve's chest and pulled one of his blankets off the floor to throw over them, "Let's just rest a bit, okay. Shower and movie marathon later."

Steve chuckled, "Okay, Dean."

Dean didn't even reply as he felt warm, content, and the safe, probably the most he'd felt like that in a long time. All because of Steve.

Steve whispered against Dean's hair barely loud enough for him to hear, "Adhair mé tú, Searc."