Sam had forgotten how good it feels to take a dick when he’s stoned – it just slides right into him, the stretch so easy and the burn so delicious.

“U-Uh –” he gasps out, gripping Dean’s arm. His thigh clenches around Dean’s slim waist, body pulling him closer. “God, this is –” His eyes are heavy and he’s so fucking relaxed that he could probably have someone else slide in.

“Jesus, Sam,” Dean growls, kissing his mouth. “If I’d known you would be this responsive –”

“Fuck me,” Sam moans, riding the high, heat curling in his belly. His dick is hard, and he knows he’s gonna come with the first few strikes against his prostate.

“Sinner,” Dean whispers, Sam’s lower lip caught between his teeth as he starts fucking him.



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