Hot Night Ahead
Once the brothers came through the door of the motel room and somewhat had settled in, Dean smirked.
"Strip and on the floor in front of the couch baby boy."
Sam groaned again at the thought of the night ahead that Dean had promised, and knowing he always made good of his promises.
But knowing Dean had a tickle torture kink with him and got off on him being naked while Dean remained fully dressed.
He knew Dean also liked verbally teasing him knowing it made it harder for him to take.
Dean watched as Sam stripped his shirt off and slid his jeans down, and crouching on the floor by the couch.
He watched Sam look up at him.
Dean came over by the couch settling his back against it, and says, "C'mere Sammy boy."
Reaching for Sam as his brother moves toward him he pulls, him onto his lap facing him.
Leaning to the side he grabbed a piece of cloth he had brought, tying it around his eyes, and grabbing some rope he ties Sammy's wrists firmly behind his back so he can't move.
"There we go Sammy nice and comfy now just lay back, relax and take it for me."
Circling Sammy's naked vulnerable body on his lap, his legs stretched out toward him.
He started by slowly dragging just the tip of his finger up and down his right foot over and over glancing up at Sammy.
Then he switched to the left foot making the same agonizing motion.
Dean wanted to try something with Sam so he leaned down slightly and brought his mouth down on the underside of Sammy's ticklish foot and licked it.
Glad that he did not gag Sammy, as he wanted to hear all those desperate moans, sobs and begging come pouring out.
Sure enough Sammy wailed and panted, moving his hips around desperately.
Stopping for a moment he kept his fingers there, and whispered, "Hold still Sammy."
Sam continued to struggle and Dean firmly held his foot in place and says, "I told you, to stay still, don't move Sammy let me make you take it."
He licked again at Sam's bare foot lightly tickling it with his fingers so slowly making Sam shiver and shudder.
Dean glanced up to see his cock leaking very slowly making him smirk.
Continuing to tickle softly Dean teased, "So beautiful like this Sammy, lying here naked and exposed and so ticklish for me begging."
"Please, Dean. Please let me cum I can't please."
Dean grinned, "I wonder how long you can take this."
He reached up and teased a finger over Sammy's cock just barely stroking it.
Circling up he danced his fingers lightly across Sammy's tummy, up his chest teasing his nipples.
Sliding his fingers up he tickled Sammy's neck watching as Sam tried to squirm away but could not.
Hearing Sam moan as it tickled he taunted him knowing Sam got off on verbal teasing during intense tickling.
"Poor ticklish baby can't stand it can you? Tickle tickle tickle Sammy, Kootchie kootchie koo."
Slowly he dragged his hand down towards Sam's side digging in for a moment making Sam buck and laugh.
Then Dean brought his hand around down to Sammy's lower back and slowly agonizingly teased that spot that made Sam arch, keeping his eyes straight on his the whole time.
Desperately Sam began lifting his back arching at the sensitive touch, and Dean smirked continuing to stroke him there.
Continuing to tease Sam's ticklish spine he said, "Good boy take it."
He whispered again as he dragged the finger so slowly down his back and up again, "Tickle tickle tickle kootchie kootchie kootchie koo tickle tickle tickle."
Dean teased his back, lightly dragging his finger up and down to his shoulders circling around his back shoulder blades very lightly.
"There you go baby just take it, take it for me."
Sam shivered making Dean chuckle in amusement.
Suddenly Dean dug his fingers into Sam's sides tickling him nonstop.
"Hahahahahaha pplllleeeaaaseee" Sam begged.
Dean pinned him against him, taunting, "What are you gonna do huh?"
While Sam's naked and exposed body leaned into his chest facing him, he brought his fingers up into Sam's armpits just slowly gently wiggling but relentless.
This made Sam giggle and writhe helplessly in his grip.
"God I love it when you squirm."
He spent a few more minutes just tickling Sam under his armpits grinning at Sammy's uncontrollable laughter.
Bringing them down he prodded his fingers into Sam's soft flesh making him laugh and wriggle, then pushing Sam slightly back again onto his legs facing him.
"Hold still," Dean whispered.
Slowing down again he stroked Sam's sides tickling him lightly making Sam moan and gasp erotically, keeping his eyes locked on his Dean teased, "There you go baby boy take it."
As he continued the slow agonizing stimulation Dean spoke, "You know when dad used to punish you, have you over his lap pants pulled down for a spanking, all I could think was I wanted to tie you down and tickle you just slowly like this drive you crazy for hours naked like this as your punishment."
Sam moaned again as the light tickling made him shudder.
Slowly he trailed his mouth down Sam's chest to his right nipple licking at it, swirling it, and then blowing across it.
Watching as Sam's flesh hardened, and Sam arching his back into it, he held him still firmly and did it again.
He just got the erect nipple all wet then blowing across it again, making Sam shiver.
Sam began clenching his fists as Dean slowly worked his way across to the other nipple brushing his lips over it, coaxing it and teasing it until Sam started panting.
Dean tickled his way slowly down Sam's chest with his fingertips eyes on Sam the whole time.
He lightly danced at the skin of Sammy's tummy slowly agonizingly, teasing the ribcage, to his lower abdomen.
He had Sam lean back a bit on his legs and had Sam spread his legs wide open for him.
Moving his hand lower he tickled on the right side watching Sammy's face as he stroked his inner thigh ever so gently.
But he completely denied him of touch on his cock.
"Hehehahahhaha mmmm."
Sam giggled and moaned making Dean grin wickedly as he tickled his way down Sam's inner thigh down his calf, back up the front and side, getting every inch.
Lightly he reached around and kept his eyes trained on Sammy's as he returned ghosting a slow wiggling and scratching finger up and down his ticklish back again.
He then went around the sides, up to the back shoulder blades, near the armpits, up to his lower neck and so slowly back down the dip of the spine relentlessly.
Dean taunted, "Oh yeah Sammy that's the spot. I bet that tickles so much you can't stand it can you? And you can't do anything about it, tickle tickle tickle Sammy kootchie kootchie koo my sweet baby boy."
Sam gasped arching his back, spreading his thighs even wider.
He was begging Dean as he began again on the other side, at the seam between his thigh and cock just tickling lightly, but not stroking his cock.
"Dean oh my god, please please."
Dean grinned teasingly, "Getting there, not quite enough yet."
Tickling lightly down Sam's inner thigh he watched as Sam's head fell back as a whimper broke out.
He stroked, teased and danced his wiggling fingers behind Sam's leg and along his foot, making Sam shake, his cock releasing drops of pre-cum.
Working his way around he shook his head and said, "Not done with you yet."
He kept teasing that slow finger up and down Sam's back again, watching him try to squirm.
Stroking Sammy's ankle he took his foot brushing his fingertips so slowly over the tops of Sam's toes.
Sam made a breathy little moan eyelids fluttering open and shut.
He moved his fingers around Sammy's little toe as Sam gasped arching his back again hands gripping the carpet.
Dean held Sam's ankle firmly in his grip and lightly stroked and tickled it with a wicked smile taunting him.
He moved to the next one, tickling it softly, and the next one.
Sam panted, whimpered, and moaned desperately as he dug his fingers into the arch of the foot, dragging his nail playfully along the underside.
"Aaaaahhh Deeeaannn."
Sam begged and sobbed.
Dean could not help but smile at the response, and did it again and again until Sam became a wet sobbing mess.
"Fuck, Dean."
Sam writhed and squirmed helplessly.
"I'm gonna cummmmmm," Sam cried.
Dean pulled his fingers off saying, "Not yet ssshhhh take it just take it."
Lowering the right side slightly he tickled his left foot.
Sam pleaded, "No. I can't I'll die."
Dean whispered, "Take all the pleasure I give you Sammy just take it."
Sam whimpered nodding, "Yeah."
"Don't you cum until I give you permission."
He teased the nerves of the foot, while stroking his other hand over Sam's inner thigh, brushing the tips over the head of his cock teasingly.
Then he pressed a finger playfully into the soft flesh of the perineum.
Dean slowed down allowing Sam to breathe and resumed tickling his thigh, feet, and back, down his sides tickling until Sam was sweating, sobbing, begging and desperate.
"Dean, please, please, I can't, please."
Slightly removing his fingers he shook his head saying, "Not yet."
He watched as Sam again dropped his head back wailing, shuddering, thrashing, as Dean tickled his foot relentlessly.
Sam's stomach was growing wet with dripping pre-cum his chest heaving, his balls full aching, his cock enlarged bobbing, and needy.
"Dean, I can't I can't."
"You agreed to take this Sammy don't back down now, or I drag this out, or I might just do that anyway, I love doing this to you."
Sam began panting desperately, "Ok."
"Just take it for me Sammy you can do it, focus you are not allowed to cum for another few hours yet."
His cock jerked and slapped against his belly.
He tickled and tickled Sammy's feet and under his legs excruciatingly slowly, and could not resist the back again.
Slowly he crawled one hand up Sammy's side finger by finger up all the way and with Sammy's hands tied behind his back.
He crawled his fingers inside the armpit just softly wiggling and teasing his fingertips in the hollow and watching Sammy's face as he struggled and laughed helplessly.
The other hand kept a continuous stroking and teasing motion in the dip of the spine.
Dean lightly circling with the one finger at the very bottom where he knew Sam couldn't take it.
Turning on the TV while they played, he said again, "C'mere Sammy."
He brought Sam toward him again removing the blindfold, but had him facing the opposite way with his back facing him this time.
Grabbing the remote and scrolling until he settled on a movie that looked like it would be going on for a while anyway.
He had Sam sit a bit forward on his lap wrapping his arms around him slightly, and as they watched he slowly dragged that finger up and down Sammy's ticklish spine.
Sammy whimpered and arched his back trying to get away but Dean kept him still.
Gliding his hands upward he teased into his armpits slowly making Sam buck and squirm.
Dean whispered again, "You like that? Hm? Tickle tickle tickle kootchie kootchie koo, god so hot, desperate and needy when I tickle you like this Sammy."
One by one he allowed his fingers to crawl back down his sides just lightly making Sam whimper as Dean stroked him.
While tickling the finger slowly up and down Sam's back as he arched he dragged his other hand up inside Sam's inner thigh towards his cock and back down just watching it twitch.
He let his cold finger just brush over Sammy's nipples toying with them to make them both hard.
Bringing his hand up he let it softly stroke and tease Sam's ticklish neck.
Alternating the reactions he stroked Sammy's cock slowly with his right hand while torturously tickling down his neck and back with the left toward his ass.
Dean smirked as Sam was unsure how to respond either by pushing hips forward into his fist on his cock or backwards and arch at the tickle torture on his spine.
"God so needy and beautiful Sammy kootchie kootchie kootchie koo."
Pushing Sam forward just slightly to have access also to his ass Sam arched his back into the tickling but fucking into Dean's fist shamelessly.
Dean's fingers began slowly circling his rim playfully.
Sam gasped when Dean slid his fist up and down his cock very slowly but also slipped a few tickling fingers down the crack of his ass relentlessly.
"Man you need this so bad look at you all sweaty and begging for me Sammy you can't cum yet not for a while."
Dean slid his fingers up and down Sam's cock watching him in his arms so slowly moving down lower tickling Sam's balls heavy and warm in his palm.
Taking his other hand he continued teasing his fingers up and down Sam's spine whispering, "Yeah tickle tickle tickle Sammy."
Dean circled the tips of two fingers around the rim over and over pressing slightly but not fully entering.
He made barely tiny little circles with cum filled fingers fisting Sam's cock slowly and teasingly.
Dean pressed his two little fingers a little harder making Sam open his thighs even wider desperately.
Sliding his two fingers into Sam's ass, he watched as Sam opened up nicely for him.
He milked that spot teasing along his cock or blowing moist warm breath on his nipples making Sam shiver, beg and plead for more.
"How long can you take it Sammy?"
"Dean. I can't. Please."
Dean gave him an evil grin shaking his head saying, "Not done yet baby boy."
Sam's head fell back as Dean continued torturing him like this for a long time just slowly, bringing him to the brink of tears, begging to be allowed to cum only to be denied.
Sam finally settled down allowing Dean to do it all over again.
He tickled and stroked Sammy's cock again so slowly making it feel so good Sam shuddered but not enough to let him cum as he squeezed the base of his cock.
Stopping for a moment he kept his fingers inside Sam's ass.
Dean stroked Sam's cock now fluttering fingers tickling on the underside of the shaft caressing him softly.
"God so hot I'll let you cum in a while but I just wanna keep you like this for another few hours at least maybe make you pass out by the time I'm through."
He tugged Sam's balls gently and rolled them between his fingers watching the pleasure spread over Sammy's face that Dean was making him take.
Slowly he pumped his fist up and down the middle area of Sam's cock his index finger stroking the spot where the shaft met the head on every upstroke.
Dean ran his hand around the head of Sam's cock watching as drops of pre-cum spilled out.
He teased Sam's balls lightly tickling gently tugging as Sam made those adorable moans and desperate cries for him, working the base with his hand.
Dean squeezed the base of Sam's cock with a dark chuckle.
"Not yet sweetheart take it for me."
Sam's balls were swaying as he attempted to rock on Dean's fingers his cock bobbing with each movement.
Dean crooked his two fingers in Sam's ass angling it so the pads stroked Sam's sweet spot pressing and stroking and massaging making Sam cry out again and again gasping and sobbing.
He rotated his hand on Sam's cock as he moved up and down trailing his fingertips along the underside of the shaft pivoting his palm over the head dropping to tug and tease his balls.
Then he made long strokes from the tip to the base, while teasing with the other hand in his ass.
Returning one hand to Sam's ticklish back he dragged his finger so slowly up and down especially the lower back.
Sam arched his back into it writhing at the ticklish feel as Dean held him still and made him take it.
His whimpers went higher grew needy as Dean kept him writhing on the edge but not allowing him to cum.
Dean worked his cock with one hand slowly, so slowly bringing Sam to the edge and backing off again and again.
He felt Sam shudder at the lightest touch of his hand on his cock keeping his thighs wide open for him.
Before too long he again knew Sam would be begging him to fuck him, writhing and moaning for him.
Glancing down he smirked at the puddle of pre-cum on Sammy's tummy and tickled softly around it making his tummy flutter.
"God so wet for me Sammy."
Dean tickled and stroked his cock ever so lightly up from the base to the head watching Sam writhe on his lap.
He did everything he could to try to make Sam lose it deliberately to try to make Sam cum without permission.
This way he could either tickle him like this, another few hours not letting him cum or spank him and tease and fuck him until he was sobbing and begging.
So slowly he placed his soft fingertips at the tip of Sam's elbow and dragged them around, taking his sweet time and then tickling and stroking the armpit.
This made Sam shiver and shudder helplessly as his body was teased, feeling Dean playfully tweak his nipples.
Lightly he ghosted his fingers up and down Sam's sides tickling him keeping his eyes locked on his.
Moving his hand he gently reached around softly again stroking and tickling Sam's back with one finger just up and down.
"Hahaha D-Dean P-please t-t-tickles."
Smirking Dean responded while teasing Sam's spine he answered, "That's the point Sammy boy tickle tickle tickle."
He reached in a bit and tickled behind Sam's ears and around his neck and back down making Sam squirm desperately.
Meanwhile fucking him with his two fingers so slowly.
Dean just let his other hand on Sam tickling his back to just glide around and up and down his tummy, circling both nipples, all the way down teasing his sides, and repeating the process.
"Hahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahaha."
Sam begged and laughed but Dean took his two fingers that were inside, and placed them around the outer edge, rubbing and teasing it, slowly, between the fingers.
At this Sam gasped, shook and begged.
He watched Sam try to grind his hips up and down to increase the stimulation but Dean merely moved with him so his efforts brought no extra friction.
"Mmmmmmmm" Sam moaned helplessly and erotically.
"Yeah feels good doesn't it Sammy when I massage your prostate so slowly just like this?"
Dean continued to press against the spongy flesh of Sam's prostate so delicately.
Tickling his back around the shoulder blades and back down so softly making Sam sweat and laugh desperately.
"God I love keeping you on edge just like this Sammy, I can tell how bad you wanna cum but we've still got a bit to go here just take it for me baby."
Trying to keep Sam from receiving any further friction on his cock he moved back slightly and started tickling his feet.
Sam felt as his fingers moved along the sole of his foot, his cock leaking so steadily so wet.
Dean pressed against his prostate again massaging it making sure to keep denying him the friction he needed to get off.
Sam began making needy cries and whimpers begging but Dean kept teasing, tickling and stroking until he saw Sam's hair damp with sweat and he began pleading.
Tickling Sam's inner thigh he worked his fingers inside and around Sam so slowly taking his time.
Sam dropped his head back moaning, "Ah please."
Dean grinned mocking, "What's that Sammy?"
"Fuck me. Please."
Dean crooked his fingers inside at just the right spot, holding him on the edge, pressing into the spongy flesh.
Hearing Sam beg and moan again he teased, "That's right baby boy beg for it. Come on. Let me hear you scream and sob god so desperate and needy baby gonna fuck your brains out later, make you ride me until you're begging and pleading to cum."
Reaching around he tickled and rubbed Sammy's cock asking, "You wanna cum baby boy?"
Sam groaned as his body screamed for release when Dean grabbed lube on the side and began rubbing Sammy's hole and his dick, and began sliding inward.
Teasing his insides he began hitting his prostate over and over and cried, "Scream for me Sammy boy come on let me hear you."
Throwing his head back and arching Sam screamed, "Oh fuck Dean!"
Dean continued to milk his cock slowly until he was completely dry, then smirking wickedly, he reached over into a bag he had brought home.
Pulling out a vibrator and a cock cage he began strapping the cock cage over Sammy's cock and whispered, "You're mine now, you stay naked for me, to spank to tickle to tease all night."