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Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish
Sam's POV
Sam heard him approaching. He couldn't see him, but he knew who it was. Biting his lip, he waited, already feeling a stirring below. Along with the swishing sound of what he knew to be windbreakers, heavy footfalls could be heard. They slowed and there was a deep chuckle.
Silence.
Nothing was happening. He opened his mouth to speak but could get anything out. The ball gag prevented this. His jaw tightened in frustration as the silence built. Pulling at his arms, he tried to yank them free of the restraints. Three more steps closer and he could almost feel the body heat radiating from the person in front of him. A hot, wet lick in his exposed armpit made him gasp.
Deans POV
Grinning, he watched his blindfolded brother pulling at the straps that kept him in place. He had to admit when buying the giant spinning wheel from a traveling circus hadn't been a waste of money. All he had to do was remove the center part that was just large enough for an ass to fit through it. At the moment he had the mechanism locked that would allow the wheel to spin. With his limbs splayed out, Sammy looked beautiful. A hairy chest, abs, pits exposed, a nice trimmed bush, and a cock that couldn't do much from it's confinement in a cage.
After the lick that made Sam give a muffled moan, Dean stepped back, then walked around behind the wheel. He looked at the fine ass in front of him. Licking his lips, he longed to dive in and make his brother fall apart with his tongue. At the moment Sam's ass looked clenched. Smiling, Dean loved it when Sam was tense, his hole would be so tight around him, he'd probably erupt the moment he entered him.
No...Sammy needed to be loosened up if he wanted to prolong his pleasure. Making his way over to a shelf, he looked at the toys on display. Picking up a whip, he glanced over at his brother. Flicking his hand, it made the snap of leather loud. Sam flinched, his brows furrowed in unhappiness. Shaking his head, he put the whip back and traded it for a glass dildo, He began to step away, when he grabbed one more item.
Sam's POV
Okay, that wasn't what he wanted to hear. The snap of the whip did not sound fun. He didn't know why he had agreed to getting that one item.
Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish
The sound of his brother wearing those stupid windbreakers annoyed him as they sounded so loud. Suddenly there was something very cold that slipped into his ass cheeks. His shivered and hissed as he felt it push at his entrance. He clenched tighter, not wanting to start with that first. There was a grunt and then he felt his cheeks pulled apart. He let out a loud, low moan as he felt his older brothers' tongue press at him. Instantly he let his hole relax, trying to push his ass backward despite not being able to move at all.
Deans' POV
His mouth morphed into a smile around his tongue as he pushed it into Sammy's hole. The sounds coming from the bound man were exquisite. He swirled and pushed, sucked and lathered his hole for several long minutes. Quickly pulling back, he lifted the glass dildo and pushed it in to the hilt. Sam gave a grunt and an angry growl. Dean didn't care. Starting a slow and savage tempo, he pummeled the ass with the toy. With another hand, he reached and unlocked a latch and pulled a tiny door open just large enough for an arm to fit through.
Pushing his left hand through he bent it and was immediately rewarded with feeling Sam's cringing hip, then the caged cock. His finger tips felt the flesh in the cage and noticed how hot it felt and how Sam moaned. It was clear the dick was trying to get hard but was restrained from it. Pulling his arm back through the hole, he removed the dildo and set it gently on the floor and raised the other toy.
Thrusting it forward, he watched the black ball with the steel rod connected to handle slide into Sam. There was a muffled cry. Sam normally loved this toy, but using it while having a constrained cock wasn't going to be as fun. Once all the way in, Dean turned it on with a low setting and it began to move back and forth, vibrating at a low frequency. He tilted the toy a bit and then Sam let out a louder cry as his prostate was being nudged. Grunting, he once more pushed his arm through the hole and felt the cock cage.
Sam's cock was shaking violently as the internal vibrations stimulated him. He placed his hand on his brothers stomach and felt the muscles as they clenched rapidly. Getting a new idea, he pulled his arm back through the hole. Standing back, he pulled the vibrator gun out of Sam. He placed it on the ground and walked around the wheel to stand in front of Sam.
"You gunna be good for me?" He asked his brother in a deep and commanding voice.
Sam nodded, his lips quivering around the ball gag.
"You say one word and I leave the gun on for an hour, along with the cock cage." He warned.
Sam's POV
Why did he let his brother do this. Sure he loved the feel of his dick inside him. Yeah, the taste of his cum was amazing. Who doesn't like it when you get punished for cumming too soon? How can you not get hard when your nose is buried in your big brothers' thick, unkempt pubes? Having your mouth stretched out around a ball gag or a cock is everyone's wet dream, right?
There was a click and suddenly his whole body spun upside down. Another click and he felt the wheel rising higher to a point he knew was the level where his mouth would be lined up with Dean's crotch. The ball gag was removed from his mouth. Coughing, he moved his jaw around but didn't say a word.
"Good boy." Dean praised.
Smiling, he automatically opened his mouth.
"No...mouth me." Dean said.
His face was suddenly pressed against the smooth swishy fabric of the windbreakers Dean had a thing for. Hungrily, he mouthed the lump directly pressing at his lips. It was soft, but substantial. Using his tongue, the saliva soaked into the fabric and he could feel the effect it was having. The lump grew stiff and hot, straining the fabric. He moved his face around, letting his nose run up and down the length of the girthy shaft.
"Open up, and keep it open." Dean instructed.
Doing as he was told, he waited. Dean's fingers brushed against his mouth and he felt the fabric press against his teeth. He used his tongue to feel just how much of the fabric was being pressed into his mouth.
"Close your mouth and bite down on the fabric. Don't let it go no matter what." Dean said.
Not sure where he was going with this, he bit down. Immediately, he felt the fabric pull at his teeth but he kept them clamped down. He knew he had to do whatever he was told. Suddenly there was a ripping sound. The sound shocked him so much he nearly let go, but stopped just in time.. The pull of the fabric stopped, and he felt a gentle hand pat his face.
"Such a good boy. Let go." Sam complied. "Open again." Sam did as told and felt the inner lining of the swishy pants press at his lips."Bite down like before."
Sam once more heard the rip and suddenly he felt the heat rushing at his face from the opening of the pants. The trapped, hot, and sweaty air trapped under the pants and around Dean's crotch flooded his face and nostrils. There was the musky, man forest scent. He smiled and sniffed louder. A deep chuckle came from Dean. What he knew to be Dean's dick fell onto his chin, the balls now right at his lips. Stretching his lips out he was just able to feel the sac and the hairs that covered them. Dean inched closer and he could feel the slightly damp flesh press at his lips. He could tell Dean had showered earlier as the smell was that of soap and salt.
"You know what to do." Dean's balls pulled away and then he felt the hot flesh of his dick press forward.
Automatically, he used his tongue to push at the foreskin and rolled it back from the head. He had always found it odd that Dean was uncut when he wasn't. It didn't matter, more flesh to play with. He swirled his tongue around the head then widened his jaw as it went deeper. Groaning involuntarily, Sam savored the hardness, the heat, the girth of his big brother. Not quite seven inches, the girth was what was impressive. He hummed as Dean began rocking back and forth at his leisure. Suddenly he squinted as his blindfold was removed and light hit his unprepared eyes. Dean's dick and balls where poking through the ripped fabric of the windbreakers. Though he wanted to, he couldn't really see his brother's face as the shaft of Dean's dick was blocking it. Pulling back, Dean grabbed his dick and held it flat against his stomach so they could look at each other.
"You like your brothers' dick?" Dean asked affectionately.
"Y--"He began, but stopped, not falling for it.
Dean winked and nodded in approval. Smiling, Sam opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. Shaking his head, Dean pulled away and disappeared from view, the swishing of his pants the only sound being made.
Dean's POV
Dean picked up the vibrator gun and turned it on. Sam gave a startled sound, but didn't actually say anything. He slid the toy back into Sam. This time he didn't have to hold it in place as Sam was upside down and the gun could just sit on his ass. He returned to the front side and watched Sam's sweating face, amused at the grimace. Walking a couple steps forward, he didn't have to tell Sam what to do. Opening his mouth, Sam took his cock back into the delicious wet heat. Closing his eyes, he shuddered as Sam used his lips, then teeth to pull his foreskin back over the head.
"Tell me when you're about to cum. You can speak for that."
Dean kept his eyes closed and felt as the tongue swirled between the foreskin and the head of his dick. He began to thrust, going deeper and faster. Below, Sam was coughing and he felt drool land on his feet. He pulled out and lifted his balls and placed them into Sam's mouth. Sam suddenly mumbled something . Smirking, he didn't move, making sure his balls stayed where they were, denying Sam the power of clear speech. Sam tried to use his tongue to push them out, but Dean kept them in place.
A gurgling sound erupted from below as the bound body in front of him shook. White cream was spilling from the caged cock, landing all over Sam's chin. Grinning, Dean gave a disappointed sigh.
"I thought I told you to tell me when you were about to cum." he admonished, fully aware of the unfairness of the words.
Sam opened his mouth, but was smart enough not to talk back.
Though he had planned to punish him, the fact he didn't do this changed his mind. Nodding, he took a few steps back and looked at his brother. His chin was a mess. The cum splattered all over it, running down the sides of his cheeks and into his nostrils. Walking around, he pulled the gun out and turned it off. Returning to the front, he used his right hand and scraped as much of the cum off Sam's face as possible, then reached up and undid the cock cage. Sam let out a half sob as his dick was released and immediately hardened.
Dean used the hand without the jizz in it to turn the wheel until Sam was right side up again and then pressed a foot pedal to lower it back to the right level for his cock to enter it's quarry. At this moment he suddenly realized just how long he had kept Sam upside down. His face was red and looked puffy. But even as he watched the color began to lighten and return to normal. Walking behind the wheel, he rubbed the cum all over his cock and lined himself up with Sam's entrance. With no warning, he thrust inside. There was a yell from Sam that he barely even noticed as he began a torturous rhythm of pounding the tight hole.
"Fuck...Dean..." Sam moaned.
Dean couldn't care less that Sam was talking. When they entered this stage it was understood that rule no longer applied. Thrusting harder, he felt the tight ring of muscle gripping his cock. He could already feel the release coming. But he couldn't get the speed he really wanted. Reluctantly, he pulled out when he was on the brink of cumming. Sam gave a disappointed noise. He chuckled and walked around, unlocking Sam's wrists and ankles. Sam stepped down and nearly fell. Grabbing his should, Dean kept him upright.
"Thanks. What position you want?" Sam asked, his hand reaching down and stroking his own cock slow and easy.
Before he said anything Dean slapped Sam's hand away and gripped him instead. Sam was well over seven inches that curved to the right. Dean didn't' mind., on the few occasions he let Sam top him, that curve did wicked things to his insides. The lack of foreskin was odd though. Swiping his finger across the slit, he collected a substantial amount of precum. Lifting it, he pressed between Sam's lips, making sure to place it on his tongue. Sucking it off, Sam grinned around the finger.
Dropping to his knees, Dean took Sam into his mouth. Fingers dug through his hair as he sucked at the tip, dipped his tongue into the piss slit, and swirled it around the head before pulling off and licking his way down the shaft. Sam threw his head back as Dean sucked at his balls, massaging them, while one hand slide up the sweaty torso and pinched the right nipple. The other hand slid around the hip and pressed between the cheeks before entering him. Sam pushed his ass back into the intrusion.
"Such a slut. You want the fleshlight while i fuck you?" Dean asked, pushing himself to his feet and walking over to the shelf.
"Yeah." Sam reached out and took the toy.
Dean lifted a hand up to Sam's mouth. Sam spit. Dean gripped his shaft, then lined up the toy. Tearing his eyes away as soon as he pressed the tip to the entrance, he locked eyes with Sam as he pushed the toy onto his dick. Sam's face slackened as the rubber and spit surrounded him. Grinning, Dean pushed Sam down on all fours, still holding the fleshlight. He began to pump the toy as he sild his cock messily over Sam's tailbone, then slapped his right ass cheek before sliding it between the hot and sweaty crease.
"Yes." Sam gasped as Dean entered him again.
The pace was savage, but not enough.
"You hold it." Dean said, and Sam took hold of the toy.
Dean gripped his brothers' hips and began to pound into him. He watched the muscles of Sam's right shoulder work as he pumped the toy around his cock. Tilting his hips, Dean changed the angle and loved it when Sam gave a jolt as he hit the spot. Grinning, he began pummeling him, not letting up. There was the usual sound of slapping flesh, but also the swishing of the windbreakers every time he moved his hips. The sweat he was accumulating soaked into the pants, especially his ass, making it cling to it like paste. Sam shook.
"You gunna cum inside the toy for me?" Dean asked, his body becoming erratic as he felt the surge of his load building in his balls.
"You want me to?" Sam's arm was moving faster now, no longer the slow and steady pace.
"Fill it up for me." Dean felt fire beginning to ignite his limbs.
Sam's POV
Sam closed his eyes as he felt his brothers' dick relentlessly hitting his prostate. He could hear the panting from behind as he moved his hand back and forth. The fleshlight felt good. the textured insides pressed at the shaft and swirled around the head with each movement. He felt a jolt and his stomach tightened as he glanced back. Dean's eyes were closed, his expression of pure concentration. A bead of sweat ran down his nose and dropped onto Sam's lower back. Almost without warning, he felt his release. he dropped his head to the floor and peered at the fleshlight, biting his lips as he filled it with his hot cum. A burst of hot, wet heat filled his ass as Dean gave a strangled cry.
Dean's POV
Sam grunted and came to a stop. Dean felt the tight hole clench even tighter as Sam's pucker contracted. Grunting, electricity shot through his body as he came inside Sam, the seed filling his hole completely. Dean's vision went white, then returned to normal as he came to a halt, his cock twitching with the last jets of cum painting Sam's insides. Slowly, he placed his sweaty forehead against Sam's sweaty back, giving it a kiss before falling backward, his cock sliding out of the used hole.