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Dean was sure every inch of his soul was being sucked out of him. I mean that floppy haired kid had a mouth on him that made Dean want to raise his arms up to the sky and sing in a gospel.
Sam was all grins, kissing Dean's hipbone with his split soaked lips. Pink and opened mouth returned licking and sucking, hallowing his cheeks as he moaned around Dean's cock. Fighting to keep his eyes open so he could look through blurry eyes at Dean's face as he fell apart.
He licked Dean's balls, kissing and sucking, before running his tongue on the underside of Dean's cock.
Dean had never heard himself make the sounds he made then when he and Sam got together. He felt himself coming, Sam licking, sucking, and moving his hands up and down his cock all to make Dean feel that he was going to pass out.
Dead from the hands and mouth of Sam Winchester. Not a bad way to go.
"Sammy" Dean finally rasped out when his brain returned online and he no longer felt like he had ran a race against an Olympic track runner.
"You still talking?" Sam asked, crooked smile as he rested his head on Dean's stomach.
"Shut it" Dean said, pulling at Sam's hair before making him come up. Sam bracketed his arms around Dean, ducking his head down to kiss Dean's bitten lips.
"I swear when I can get my arms to move again I am going to fuck you into the mattress."
"Me and my cheap college mattress are waiting on it" Sam said, leaning into the kiss that Dean gave him.
Dean had not been planning on spending two days just in Sam's bed. Sweat soaked sheets, Jess knocking on the walls and yelling at them anytime they got to loud. Dean was drowning in Sam. Being able to hold Sam against his chest, press kisses on his forehead whenever he pleased.
"Before I came here, I started looking for some jobs around here. Maybe be closer to you and Jess" Dean said, nervously looking at Sam.
Sam lifted his head, shuffling to lean on top of Dean. "You're going to move out here?" not even bothering to hide the enthusiasm and pure fucking joy that Dean and him wouldn't have to talk on the phone until they fell asleep anymore. They wouldn't have to go over their texting limits because they would constantly be updating one another thought text if they couldn't talk on the phone. No more blurry photos, now Dean was real next to him. In his bed. In his arms. In his--okay his and Jess's apartment.
"Yeah if you guys are okay with that--" Dean was cut off from continuing before Sam was throwing his entire body on top of Dean's. Kissing Dean all over and smiling so wide that Dean knew this was one hundred percent the best decision he had ever made.
"God, I can't even believe this Dean" Sam said, cradling Dean's head, "Jess is going to be so excited."
Before Dean made his big announcement, Dean made sure to fulfill his promise.
Sweat dripped down from his hair onto Sam's chest, but Dean couldn't really care. Grinding into Sam and making sure his dick was felt all the way inside, until Sam could only let out breathy moans and grip onto Dean's arms.
It didn't matter how many times Sam had Dean inside of him, he still felt stuffed full by Dean's cock. Felt himself go crazy as he was rocked into the mattress and reduced to just saying Dean's name over and over.
To be fair it wasn't just Sam losing his mind, Dean too held Sam close to him. His only thoughts being Sam and making sure Sam felt as good as possible.
Once they were finished, panting into each other's mouths and stealing not so last moments of pleasure, Sam and Dean lay boneless in bed. Cuddled close in bed, hands held, and fingers running down one another's bodies.
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When Jess entered the apartment and heard the news that Dean was going to be moving to Stanford with them, she jumped into Dean's arms. Squeezing him and grabbing at Sam to pull him into the group hug. Sam laughing in one ear and Jess in the other.
"Oh god I think you both burst my ear drums" Dean rubbed at his ears.
"Shut up!" Jess and Sam said simultaneously, squeezing Dean harder.