Dean touching and fingering Sam's velvety pussy for hours on end because it feels so nice and warm and smooth and wet and Sam whining.... maybe while they're driving somewhere...
Dean can smell it. they'll just be sitting next to each other and he'll go from thinking about something else to sudden awareness that his little brother is wet
Sam's only been on t for a couple months and he's a squirmy horny mess so much of the time, walking around with a hard dick and a slippery cunt
"what're you thinking about?" Dean doesn't have to look over to see Sam blush bright red
"uhm"
"c'mon, kiddo, you can tell me" Dean also doesn't have to look to reach over and slide his hand into Sam's briefs and feel the heat of him
it's deceptive because Sam's folds can close up so demurely so only his dick pokes out, but when Dean teases a finger into his slit, Sam is a fragrant, slimy mess. he clenches his thighs tight and whimpers
"was thinking about this" Sam admits. "about your hands smelling like me, 'bout you smelling me on you when you eat later"
"fuck, Sammy"
Dean has to turn awkwardly to do it, but he gets two fingers hooked deep into Sam with his palm cradling Sam's twitching dick. Sam deserves the reward













