Dean swallowed and tried to contain himself. He wheeled a bit and bit his lip. “Shit, Sam”, he moaned before started moving, filling him up.
Sam grunted and hung his head between his shoulders as he let himself be fucked, wanting it so badly he just wanted to scream it out loud, command him to fuck him until he blacked out. But he still lived in Greg’s house, which would be awkward. Plus, Greg was the brother of the girl Sam never hooked up with. Even more awkward.
“Fuck me,” he panted, groaning softly.