Until We Can't Walk Straight
Until We Can't Walk Straight
by scarlett_wilde
Wordcount: 614
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Feedback: Hell yea! I didn’t post this thing for my health.
Summary: Dean gets excited when he finds out there’s a hot tub where they’re staying.
Author's Note: for loco_lobo who requested “J2 or Wincest” in a hot tub at night. I went with Wincest, so here goes…
Monte's Note: because I've got awesome friends like that ;)
link to the story at her journal
Dean walked into the kitchen grinning like the cat that got the cream.
Sam noticed and narrowed his eyes. “What’s with you?”
“I got two words for you, Sammy,” Dean’s eyes lit up excitedly. “Hot. Tub.”
Sam smirked at Dean’s obvious glee, and already knowing where this was going. “Yeah?” was all he said in answer.
“C’mon, Sammy. We gotta try out. I’ve never fucked you in a hot tub before. Never fucked anyone in a hot tub before,” Dean insisted. He was already unbuttoning his top shirt and dropping it on the kitchen table. “I already got it started. Be ready by the time we’re naked. Gonna fuck you until we can’t walk straight,” he promised.
Sam shook his head, laughing. But he still let Dean undress him, shivering as his fingers grazed every inch of Sam’s flesh as he bared it.
Once they were naked, Dean led him out to the hot tub. It was so dark, they could barely see each other as they walked, but the tiny lights inside the tub cast a blue glaze over their skin as they sank into the warm water.
It would’ve been cold except for the fact that dean’s idea of foreplay could last for hours, bringing Sam to the edge only to stop and then start all over again. Just touching him, stroking his cock hard and fast, then slow and languidly.
And kissing? Dean’s kisses were smoldering and Sam could get lost in them until his body shook with want and need. Lips against his neck, sucking, soothing. Teeth biting, tongue caressing.
Sam’s cock was so hard, his balls so ready to burst, that by the time Dean actually slid inside him, he came with a roar, shooting thick ribbons of hot come against Dean’s chest.
Dean eased him through the after-shudders of his climax before taking his time thrusting into Sam on his lap. Long, slow, deep penetrating thrusts that seared into Sam’s soul.
Dean couldn’t ear his eyes away from the fucked-out blissful look on his brother’s face. The soft blue lights from the tub merged with the black shadows, giving Sam an ethereal glow and if Dean were a sentimentalist, he’d have burnt that moment to his forever memory. Instead, he satisfied himself with just watching…
Sam was already growing hard again. His cock twitched back to life as Dean took his time, savoring each thrust into the tight, hot body of his brother… his lover…
“Gonna come again for me, huh, baby?” Dean whispered.
Sam’s head dropped back, eyes tightly shut and his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he rode Dean’s shaft.
“Fuck, yeah,” Sam gasped. “Love how you… make me come… over and over…” Words punctuated by gasps and moans.
Dean wrapped his hand around Sam’s cock and stroked it in time to his thrusting, bringing them both off.
He grunted, buried himself deep inside Sam and let himself come, filling his brother with spurt after thick spurt.
“Come with me, baby,” he begged, pleaded…
Sam dug his hands into Dean’s shoulders, nails biting into flesh, and let his brother carry him over into oblivion. Clear ejaculate coated Dean’s hand and he bought it to his mouth, sucking and licking off all he could before kissing Sam, pushing his tongue into his mouth to share.
After a while, Sam eased off of Dean’s lap and lay back against the side of the hot tub, exhausted and grinning to himself. “That fulfilled your hot tub porn fantasy enough, then?”
“And then some,” Dean sighed happily. “But it’s kinda gross now. There’s come floating on the surface.”
“Bed?” Sam suggested.
“I like the way you think Sam.”
by scarlett_wilde
Wordcount: 614
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Feedback: Hell yea! I didn’t post this thing for my health.
Summary: Dean gets excited when he finds out there’s a hot tub where they’re staying.
Author's Note: for loco_lobo who requested “J2 or Wincest” in a hot tub at night. I went with Wincest, so here goes…
Monte's Note: because I've got awesome friends like that ;)
link to the story at her journal
Dean walked into the kitchen grinning like the cat that got the cream.
Sam noticed and narrowed his eyes. “What’s with you?”
“I got two words for you, Sammy,” Dean’s eyes lit up excitedly. “Hot. Tub.”
Sam smirked at Dean’s obvious glee, and already knowing where this was going. “Yeah?” was all he said in answer.
“C’mon, Sammy. We gotta try out. I’ve never fucked you in a hot tub before. Never fucked anyone in a hot tub before,” Dean insisted. He was already unbuttoning his top shirt and dropping it on the kitchen table. “I already got it started. Be ready by the time we’re naked. Gonna fuck you until we can’t walk straight,” he promised.
Sam shook his head, laughing. But he still let Dean undress him, shivering as his fingers grazed every inch of Sam’s flesh as he bared it.
Once they were naked, Dean led him out to the hot tub. It was so dark, they could barely see each other as they walked, but the tiny lights inside the tub cast a blue glaze over their skin as they sank into the warm water.
It would’ve been cold except for the fact that dean’s idea of foreplay could last for hours, bringing Sam to the edge only to stop and then start all over again. Just touching him, stroking his cock hard and fast, then slow and languidly.
And kissing? Dean’s kisses were smoldering and Sam could get lost in them until his body shook with want and need. Lips against his neck, sucking, soothing. Teeth biting, tongue caressing.
Sam’s cock was so hard, his balls so ready to burst, that by the time Dean actually slid inside him, he came with a roar, shooting thick ribbons of hot come against Dean’s chest.
Dean eased him through the after-shudders of his climax before taking his time thrusting into Sam on his lap. Long, slow, deep penetrating thrusts that seared into Sam’s soul.
Dean couldn’t ear his eyes away from the fucked-out blissful look on his brother’s face. The soft blue lights from the tub merged with the black shadows, giving Sam an ethereal glow and if Dean were a sentimentalist, he’d have burnt that moment to his forever memory. Instead, he satisfied himself with just watching…
Sam was already growing hard again. His cock twitched back to life as Dean took his time, savoring each thrust into the tight, hot body of his brother… his lover…
“Gonna come again for me, huh, baby?” Dean whispered.
Sam’s head dropped back, eyes tightly shut and his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he rode Dean’s shaft.
“Fuck, yeah,” Sam gasped. “Love how you… make me come… over and over…” Words punctuated by gasps and moans.
Dean wrapped his hand around Sam’s cock and stroked it in time to his thrusting, bringing them both off.
He grunted, buried himself deep inside Sam and let himself come, filling his brother with spurt after thick spurt.
“Come with me, baby,” he begged, pleaded…
Sam dug his hands into Dean’s shoulders, nails biting into flesh, and let his brother carry him over into oblivion. Clear ejaculate coated Dean’s hand and he bought it to his mouth, sucking and licking off all he could before kissing Sam, pushing his tongue into his mouth to share.
After a while, Sam eased off of Dean’s lap and lay back against the side of the hot tub, exhausted and grinning to himself. “That fulfilled your hot tub porn fantasy enough, then?”
“And then some,” Dean sighed happily. “But it’s kinda gross now. There’s come floating on the surface.”
“Bed?” Sam suggested.
“I like the way you think Sam.”