Good news? I may have realized why I'm so stuck on my NaNoWriMo??
My main character, the pov voice, has no real goal. He's just sort of...there. And the inciting incident is meeting this other character. It seems as though all these things are happening to my pov character, but he doesn't take charge until the plot twist at the end.
Dean catches Sam jerking off, but he can't seem to stop watching?
I hope this is at least sort of you’re looking for! Thanks for the prompt. =]
Dean climbed out of the Impala and stepped quicklytowards the hotel room door. The burgers and fries in the paper bag he heldsmelled like heaven and he couldn’t help but salivate in anticipation. As hepassed the window to their room, a couple things made him pause. First was thefact that the curtain wasn’t pulled completely shut. Which is weird, becausethat’s usually the first thing they did when they entered the room.
But it was the second thing he noticed that really hadhim stop in his tracks. Right there, through window, in the 5 or so inches ofclear space, Dean could see Sam. However, Sam wasn’t just sitting down, doingresearch or reading one of his weird books. No, Sam was laying down, naked asthe day he was born.
His cock was flushed dark red.
One hand tweaked his nipples.
And his other hand….holy shit.
To be fair, he’d told Sam that he’d probably be out afew hours. When he couldn’t find a decent bar, Dean had just settled for gettingburgers and heading back.
But he has to admit, finding Sam laying on the bedwith three fingers shoved up his own ass was the last scenario he expected encounter.
And duh. Ofcourse it caused Dean to stop and look. And of course, he didn’t even think tomake himself known and put an end to it. Because this? Seeing Sam so open andaroused? It was hot…too hot…hot damn. So, Dean stood there, looking through thewindow like a dirty peeper, watching his little brother get off.
It was clear the Sam liked pain to some extent,because his nipples were bright from the torture. And really, how could that besurprising? Leave it to Sam to be the kinky one.
After a few painstakingly (for Dean) long minutes, thehand on Sam’s chest moved to his cock. As he wrapped his hand around it alittle too tight for Dean’s preferences, Sam’s other hand started moving fasterand a little more brutally in and out of his hole.
When he came, Dean almost lost it himself. Sam wentrigid, then collapsed, panting from the exertion. The moment Sam moved to getup, Dean backed against the part of the window that was covered and took a deepbreath. After a quick look around to see that no one was around, he opened hispants. He’d barely pulled on his cock when he shot off, painting the sidewalkin front of him.
Dean knew they’d have to talk about this. Eventually.Because Sam deserved to know, right? He should know that his big brotherwatched him get himself off, then jacked off thinking about it.
Eventually.
Until then, Dean planned on coming back to their roomearly just a little more often.