Vanilla with Sammy on Top Wincest
It was a year ago. Sam and Dean had stopped at a Walgreen's right outside of Iowa. On a whim, Sam had grabbed a cheap bottle of vanilla scented lotion. He used it that night while Dean was out getting laid by some waitress from the local diner. He liked the silky smooth glide it gave him as his hand slid up and down his long hard shaft. Sam also enjoyed the aroma that filled the hotel room as he grunted through his heady release.
So after that, whenever they stopped at a drug store, Sam bought a bottle of vanilla lotion for that special quiet time he had by himself. He seen no harm in having the sweet scent help fuel his desire on those long lonely hunts.
That was until today. The smell hit him as the bathroom door opened. His dick twitched in recognition as Dean walked out of the bathroom covered in only a towel. "Hey, did you find anything?" Dean gestured toward the laptop in front of his brother. The aroma clung to his muscular arms and taunted Sam.
"Um, not yet." Sam turned back to the screen, trying to breath through his mouth to block the intoxicating scent. "I still need to hack into the library stuff though. Shouldn't take long." Sam bit his lip. "Is that vanilla?"
"What? Dude, are you sniffing me?" Dean scrunched his nose as he fell on the bed across from Sam.
Sam fidgeted in the chair, trying not to notice his brother's wide spread legs, naked and inviting. "No, I. . . you smelled up the whole place."
"Kinda nice huh?" Dean winked. "It's the hotel body wash. It's in a little bottle in the shower."
"Great." Sam put on his best disinterested face and tried to go back to his research. A few moments past before Dean laid back on the hotel pillow and let out a loud sigh. "Really Dean? I'm trying to work here. What are you doing?"
"Doing what I do best Sammy! Looking amazing." Dean pulled up his knees and gave Sam a fresh view of. . . . everything.
"Whoa!" Sam jumped up, toppling the laptop to the floor, his dick still fighting to get near the sweet vanilla smell.
Dean jumped up, watching his little brother's crotch expand even further as he stood. "What's up there Sam? I mean, other than little Sam."
"You asshole!" Sam adjusted his hard cock. "You found my lotion."
"Yeah, and I didn't know what it was for at first." Dean pulled his towel up to expose more of his bare leg. "But now I think I get it." Dean smirked at his little brother's obvious pain.
"Go wash it off." Sam fought his eyes as the traveled up the hair dusted thigh of his older brother. He suddenly realized this had nothing to do with the lotion.
"Haha! So the vanilla lotion is yours!" Dean laughed, yanking his towel off his body and standing. "I knew it." He sauntered over to the bath room leaving his tanned ass in full view of Sam.
Sam watched his brother's back end, trying to catch his breath and calm his quivering shaft. "Yes. It is mine."
Dean wiggled his back end at his brother, throwing a wink over his shoulder. "You're still looking."
The hazel eyes closed, holding back the surge of desire that coursed through his body.
"Sammy." Dean's voice cut through Sam's control. Sam lunged at the naked ass shaking out of the bathroom door. Hands grabbed at the two tight white globes. "Whoa, Sam. Sam! You break it you buy it dude."
"I plan on doing both." Sam shoved his tongue up into the tight puckered hole, inhaling the vanilla scented skin. Dean screamed, grasping at the door frame to steady his legs.
Sam wiggled into the tight whole, then shoved his brother over the bathroom sink. "This is what that lotion is for Dean." Sam yanked the bottle off the counter and squirted the cold liquid on his long fingertips. He slid them inside Dean, using his other hand to hold his squirming brother against the cold granite of the sink.
"SAM!" Dean struggled, only firing Sam's desire. "No! Don't." Suddenly the hip bucked back into Sam's fingers, three now working him open with the sweet vanilla scent filling the bathroom. "Don't stop." Dean whimpered, body rocking into the sink.
"Begging Dean? Couldn't have fantasized it better." Sam pulled the fingers out and struggled with his pants zipper, stroking his hard dick and leaning it against Dean's moistened ass cheeks. "You want it don't you?"
Dean groaned and slid his cheeks against the hard shaft leaning on him. He felt the tip slip into his hole, taking the older Winchester's breath away.
Sam slowly pushed himself deeper into his brother. "You're better then any woman Dean. So tight." His hips sped up, hammering into his brother, still smelling the vanilla lotion that now coated his own dick.
Dean slumped forward, shuttering around Sam's hard cock. Sam felt the trickle of cum trickle down Dean's stomach. He shot his own release deep into his brother's ass, yelling out as he pinned his brother against the sink.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT??" Dean shoved Sam off of him toward the shower.
"That was good sex Dean." Sam winked and jumped into the shower.
So after that, whenever they stopped at a drug store, Sam bought a bottle of vanilla lotion for that special quiet time he had by himself. He seen no harm in having the sweet scent help fuel his desire on those long lonely hunts.
That was until today. The smell hit him as the bathroom door opened. His dick twitched in recognition as Dean walked out of the bathroom covered in only a towel. "Hey, did you find anything?" Dean gestured toward the laptop in front of his brother. The aroma clung to his muscular arms and taunted Sam.
"Um, not yet." Sam turned back to the screen, trying to breath through his mouth to block the intoxicating scent. "I still need to hack into the library stuff though. Shouldn't take long." Sam bit his lip. "Is that vanilla?"
"What? Dude, are you sniffing me?" Dean scrunched his nose as he fell on the bed across from Sam.
Sam fidgeted in the chair, trying not to notice his brother's wide spread legs, naked and inviting. "No, I. . . you smelled up the whole place."
"Kinda nice huh?" Dean winked. "It's the hotel body wash. It's in a little bottle in the shower."
"Great." Sam put on his best disinterested face and tried to go back to his research. A few moments past before Dean laid back on the hotel pillow and let out a loud sigh. "Really Dean? I'm trying to work here. What are you doing?"
"Doing what I do best Sammy! Looking amazing." Dean pulled up his knees and gave Sam a fresh view of. . . . everything.
"Whoa!" Sam jumped up, toppling the laptop to the floor, his dick still fighting to get near the sweet vanilla smell.
Dean jumped up, watching his little brother's crotch expand even further as he stood. "What's up there Sam? I mean, other than little Sam."
"You asshole!" Sam adjusted his hard cock. "You found my lotion."
"Yeah, and I didn't know what it was for at first." Dean pulled his towel up to expose more of his bare leg. "But now I think I get it." Dean smirked at his little brother's obvious pain.
"Go wash it off." Sam fought his eyes as the traveled up the hair dusted thigh of his older brother. He suddenly realized this had nothing to do with the lotion.
"Haha! So the vanilla lotion is yours!" Dean laughed, yanking his towel off his body and standing. "I knew it." He sauntered over to the bath room leaving his tanned ass in full view of Sam.
Sam watched his brother's back end, trying to catch his breath and calm his quivering shaft. "Yes. It is mine."
Dean wiggled his back end at his brother, throwing a wink over his shoulder. "You're still looking."
The hazel eyes closed, holding back the surge of desire that coursed through his body.
"Sammy." Dean's voice cut through Sam's control. Sam lunged at the naked ass shaking out of the bathroom door. Hands grabbed at the two tight white globes. "Whoa, Sam. Sam! You break it you buy it dude."
"I plan on doing both." Sam shoved his tongue up into the tight puckered hole, inhaling the vanilla scented skin. Dean screamed, grasping at the door frame to steady his legs.
Sam wiggled into the tight whole, then shoved his brother over the bathroom sink. "This is what that lotion is for Dean." Sam yanked the bottle off the counter and squirted the cold liquid on his long fingertips. He slid them inside Dean, using his other hand to hold his squirming brother against the cold granite of the sink.
"SAM!" Dean struggled, only firing Sam's desire. "No! Don't." Suddenly the hip bucked back into Sam's fingers, three now working him open with the sweet vanilla scent filling the bathroom. "Don't stop." Dean whimpered, body rocking into the sink.
"Begging Dean? Couldn't have fantasized it better." Sam pulled the fingers out and struggled with his pants zipper, stroking his hard dick and leaning it against Dean's moistened ass cheeks. "You want it don't you?"
Dean groaned and slid his cheeks against the hard shaft leaning on him. He felt the tip slip into his hole, taking the older Winchester's breath away.
Sam slowly pushed himself deeper into his brother. "You're better then any woman Dean. So tight." His hips sped up, hammering into his brother, still smelling the vanilla lotion that now coated his own dick.
Dean slumped forward, shuttering around Sam's hard cock. Sam felt the trickle of cum trickle down Dean's stomach. He shot his own release deep into his brother's ass, yelling out as he pinned his brother against the sink.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT??" Dean shoved Sam off of him toward the shower.
"That was good sex Dean." Sam winked and jumped into the shower.