Glasses ' Verse - Dean's Practical Exam; Dean/Sam; NC-17

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Title: Glasses ‘Verse - Dean’s Practical Exam
Author: softbluebuddy
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Warning: Wincest
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 6373
Beta:   carinas_carinae

Summary: This is a follow up to Dean's New Look Is Driving Sammy Crazy:, where Dean is in a situation of temporarily having to wear glasses due to an injury but only while reading and doing computer work. Sam had been slowly going mad with lusting after a scholarly looking Dean. In the first part, Sam snaps and throws Dean up against the wall for some up against the wall sex while Dean is wearing his glasses. Sam tells Dean that he looks like a school teacher which leads to Glasses ' Verse - Game On; Dean/Sam; NC-17 where Dean dresses and acts like a school teacher complete with ruler and gives Sammy’s bare ass a good spanking with the ruler.

Fic banner by lovelylora from a manip she had made with Dean/Jensen in glasses.

Excerpt from Game On:

“Do you think that you have been a good boy today, Samuel, or do you think that you need to be spanked a few times with my ruler?”

Unfucking believable. What is the right answer?

“Both, sir. I have been a good boy today. I have learned my lessons. But sir, I would like you to spank me with your ruler. Please, sir…”

Smiling at Sam for getting the right answer without being coached, Dean told him, “I think that would be a splendid idea, young man. I especially like to spank bare bottoms. Get out of the chair and take off your clothes and get on your knees on the bed so that you can see yourself in the mirror. Since you have been such a good boy, I am going to let you watch me spank your ass until it is hot and red. Do you like that plan, Samuel?”

“Yes, sir. Very much.”

Glasses ‘Verse - Dean’s Practical Exam

The day after teacher Dean had spanked Sam’s ass with the ruler, Sammy was having a little bit of trouble sitting in the passenger seat of the Impala. Dean spanking him right on his hole before fucking him hard had been incredible and he was still feeling it this morning.

That was one of the best things about when Dean took charge, which he did about half of the time: Sam always felt it the next day. He loved bottoming for just that reason. Getting to feel it all, experience it all in the moment, and then getting to squirm around the next day replaying it over and over again in his head.

He couldn’t really describe the feeling so much as that it still made him feel full, but also to some extent the ring of muscle at his opening kind of itched. Like he just needed to get it scratched again.

Having Dean’s cock in his ass after getting spanked with the ruler was totally awesome, especially because his brother had actually dressed up like a school teacher in a bowtie and sweater vest and wore those nasty fucking glasses that he had been wearing for the last couple of weeks ever since his eyes had gotten dowsed with demon juice on a hunt.

Thinking back on it to the first time that Sam had been with Dean after he had gotten the glasses, Sam had taken charge and had kind of gone all cave-man on his big brother, fucking him up against the wall and the only thing that Dean had been wearing was his glasses.

Sam had quite enjoyed that turn of events and as much as he loved bottoming for his brother, there was just something about taking charge and making Dean take it.

Squirming in his seat in the Impala he started having a couple of ideas on how to turn the tables on Dean and get his big brother enthusiastically with the program and fully participating in another of the Sammy orchestrated fuck fests. The only thing that Dean needed to bring was his glasses and a good attitude.

Sam would take care of the rest.

~0~0~

Dean drove the Impala with Sam sitting next to him in the passenger seat. He wasn’t wearing his glasses at the moment. He couldn’t see to drive with them on.

But damn, last night when he was wearing them and had put on the bowtie and sweater vest and come out carrying the ruler it was incredible and had turned into quite a night.

Who knew how much Sammy would like his glasses and getting his ass spanked with the ruler? His little brother had even loved it when he had made him reach back and open himself up so that Dean could smack the ruler right on his fucking hole. Jesus, that was hot.

Dean’s cock was full and hard just thinking about what had gone on the night before. He smiled and turned up the music and they continued on down the road.

~0~0~

Dean and Sam had stopped and eaten before they got to that night’s motel. They were on their way to New Mexico to look into what may potentially be a case, but couldn’t make it all the way there in one day’s drive. They stopped about a half a day’s drive from their destination in a small town in the southern part of Colorado.

After checking into a motel and bringing all their things into the room Sam headed off to take a shower. When he got out of the shower he dried off thinking of all of the things he planned on getting Dean to do while he was wearing his glasses. He smiled at himself in the mirror as he ran a comb through his wet hair.

Standing in just a towel in the bathroom he took a look at himself in the mirror. He wasn’t vain in any way, but he had to have a look every once in a while. He noticed that he didn’t have that I’m just Dean Winchester’s little brother look about him anymore. He had filled out, his body was almost solid muscle and his jaw was strong and his face much more manly than it had looked even six months before.

Continuing to look at himself for another moment in the mirror, Sam put his hand on his chest touching the tattoo that matched the one on his brother’s chest. That made him smile and thinking about how much he loved Dean showed right there on his face. In his eyes, and in the smile that made his dimples show. He looked young and sweet with that goofy I’m-in-love-with-my-brother look on his face.

He didn’t even care. So fucking what? Yeah, he loved his brother. He loved everything about Dean Winchester. But what he loved the most was fucking his brother and getting him so wound up that he would make these little noises for Sammy while he was taking everything Sam wanted to give him.

And tonight would be no exception. Because Sam, well, he had plans.

After brushing his teeth, he walked out of the bathroom and said to Dean, “Your turn. And do a good job. I’ve got plans for you when you get out of there.”

Sam just continued walking toward his bag. He had a huge smile on his face but didn’t dare turn back and look at Dean because he wanted Dean to squirm a little before the main event of the evening. Let his big brother wonder exactly what Sam’s plans were.

Dean had already removed everything except his boxers by the time Sam came out of the bathroom. When Sam told him to do a good job because he had plans for him…all of the blood went straight to his dick.

Dean looked over his shoulder to see if he could get any inkling of Sam’s intentions but Sammy was playing it close to the vest. He had walked over to where he had left his bag and wasn’t showing any interest in Dean at all.

Entering the bathroom Dean brushed his teeth and then set the temperature of the shower and took off his boxers looking at his already hard cock. He wondered if maybe he should jack off in the shower to take the edge off before going out and seeing what Sammy had in mind, but, he thought better of it. Maybe it would be better if he was on the edge the second he walked out of the bathroom.

Just as Dean had gotten into the shower with the shower curtain closed Sam stuck his head in the bathroom and told Dean, “Oh, and Dean? Don’t touch other than to clean yourself and get ready for me. You won’t be coming until I let you. Understand me?”

Oh fuck! It was gonna be one of those nights. Most excellent, thought Dean as he answered his brother, “Yeah. I understand you.”

Standing under the spray of the shower with a washcloth in his hand and his brother’s words echoing in his ears, Dean was as hard as a rock. Leave it to Sam to set up the tease like that. That little brother of his was pretty awesome with playing the expectation game and then acting all innocent.

Sam innocent? Yeah, right. Even though he had been taller than Dean since he was fifteen years old, Sam had always had that innocent puppy look that had always made him seem so much younger than Dean. That puppy look was perfect for when they were questioning witnesses. Sam could get anyone to tell him anything.

But in private Sam was far from innocent as Dean well knew. Sam was just a nasty, nasty boy and Dean fucking loved it. When he wanted to get his way, he’d whip out the puppy look every once in a while. That is, when he wasn’t being toppy like he was gonna be tonight. Dean had no doubt that when he walked out of that bathroom it would be Sam that was in charge tonight. He could hardly wait.

Lately Sam didn’t look so young either. He looked like some kind of Greek god now that he had filled out and the lines of his face looked so masculine. Dean had been hot in love with Sam for years, but the Sam that he had been seeing lately didn’t look like a little boy anymore. That is until he smiled at Dean with those dimples, then he was just his Sammy again.

Finishing his shower and drying himself off, Dean took one more look at himself as he wrapped the towel around his hips. He had followed Sam’s instructions and hadn’t touched himself except to wash, and his cock was still fairly hard and visible through the thin motel towel. Oh well, nothing to be done for it. At least Sam would know that he had followed instructions.

Opening the door and walking into the room he saw Sam standing near the table on the far side of the room. Sam had his back to Dean and was holding a sheaf of papers and had a pen in his hand. He hadn’t dressed and was still wearing a towel.

Hearing the bathroom door open, Sam stayed exactly where he was. He needed Dean off guard just a little bit. After a short time, Sam turned to Dean and smiled. “You ready, Mr. Winchester? We don’t let teachers get their credentials or their ruler until they pass their practical exam. I’ve drawn up a little test for you. If you pass, then we will let you have your ruler back. And…I’ll let you come. If you fail, no ruler and no coming. Shall we get started?”

Oh fuck! Sam was going to administer an exam? Dean’s cock was now completely hard. He still had no idea what Sam meant by practical exam but when he said that he wouldn’t be allowed to come until he passed, he was starting to get an idea.

“Sure. We can start whenever you’re ready.”

Sam smiled. “Good. Drop the towel, put on your glasses. Hit your knees and crawl over here. You will be judged by me in several areas. Throughout the exam we need to be sure that you can follow directions. You will receive bonus points for enthusiasm. I will also score you on execution of each specific task.”

Following Sam’s instructions, Dean had dropped the towel and put on his glasses. He had gone to his knees just like Sam had told him and was crawling toward his brother. Fuck, they had never done anything like this before. Jesus fucking Christ. Sam was definitely trying to kill him, thought Dean as he was crawling across the room.

Dean got right to Sam’s feet and stopped. He left his head down waiting for instructions. He wanted to be sure he passed the test because goddammit, after what Sam had in mind tonight, he wanted that fucking ruler back and he wanted to come.

“Very good. You may sit up on your heels. Hands behind your back. Your first test will be how well you can suck my cock. You won’t be using your hands. You need to leave your hands behind you. Points will be deducted if you do not. If any hands are involved, they will be my hands holding onto your head as I fuck my cock down your throat,” Sam explained as he removed his towel. His cock sprang free right at the level of Dean’s mouth.

Dean looked at Sam’s cock dripping pre-come from the tip, looked up at Sam’s face and licked his lips, then opened his mouth and sucked Sammy right inside of his moist, wet heat. His obscenely full lips wrapped around Sam’s shaft and as he slid it in and out of his mouth. Sam watched mesmerized by Dean’s lips and the shininess of his cock as Dean’s saliva slathered all over him.

Sam couldn’t help but moan watching Dean wearing his black framed glasses and nothing else and following his instructions to the letter. Jesus, his brother looked hot like that. He was definitely going to be giving Dean bonus points this round if he kept it up.

Dean was an excellent cocksucker. Being on his knees and being made to crawl across the floor seemed to have increased his enthusiasm even more than usual. Sam couldn’t be sure, but he was starting to think that Dean was enjoying wearing his glasses because of how insane they were making his little brother. He sure hoped so. He loved him like this.

Grabbing onto the sides of Dean’s face with his huge hands, Sam held his brother’s head still as he fucked into his mouth with smooth steady strokes telling him, “Just like that, Dean. Perfect little cocksucker, aren’t you? You are doing so well, just taking it, on your knees, wearing your glasses and your hands clasped behind you. I love that you are doing such a nice job of following instructions. Nasty fucking lips wrapped around my fat fucking cock.”

Dean was throbbing and his cock was leaking as Sammy fucked his face and talked dirty to him. He was so engaged in sucking his brother’s cock. Felt so good when Sam took control like that. Continuing to suck, Dean glanced up and took a look at his brother, their eyes meeting for the briefest moment, and then Dean earnestly went back to sucking. Sam had loosened his grip just enough that in addition to Sam fucking his mouth, Dean was also bobbing his head taking Sam as far down his throat as possible.

“Fuck, yes. Dean. Goddamn. So fucking good. Gonna dump my load in you now. So hot on your knees for me like that, big brother.”

Dean opened his throat and had his nose in the curls of his brother’s pubic hair and then started swallowing and the feel of his throat closing repeatedly on Sam’s cock set his brother off. He was rewarded by a huge load of Sam’s come in his throat as Sam snapped his hips one last time.

“God, Dean. Jesus,” said Sam, almost holding onto Dean so he wouldn’t collapse from the force of his orgasm.

Swallowing his brother’s come down his throat always turned Dean on so much. Tonight was even better. Something about Sammy making him wear his glasses and crawl across the floor and this whole practical exam thing and then Sam not letting him come until he passed? Fuck, he loved his brother. Maybe he’d give Sam bonus points for creativity.

Slurping up the rest of Sam’s come Dean leaned back on his heels and looked up at Sam and licked his lips again showing his little brother how much he’d loved being made to suck him off using just his mouth.

Maintaining eye contact with Dean, Sam reached behind him to the table and grabbed the papers and the pen he had set there before Dean had started to suck his cock. He made a show of looking at the papers and making some marks with the pen. “Excellent job Dean. Very high marks and no deductions. Just so you know, I gave you bonus points for enthusiasm, though technically I’m not supposed to tell you that during the practical exam,” said Sam, winking at Dean as though he was giving him some inside information.

Did Sam just wink at him? Dean sat there on his heels, looked up at his brother and smiled. It just dawned on him that he hadn’t uttered a word since he’d come out of the bathroom and now he wasn’t sure if that was allowed. Sam hadn’t said anything about not speaking unless given permission.

Dean really wanted to pass the test and have Sam allow him to come, so better safe than sorry. Dean made a decision that he would do the rest of the test without saying a word unless Sam told him that it was okay. He didn’t want any deductions from his score.

Sam finished looking at the papers and set them back on the table. “You can stand up now, Dean. Would you like to know the next part of the exam?”

Getting to his feet and looking at Sam, he realized he had been given permission to speak, so he replied, “Yes. What would you like me to do next?”

“So polite and proper. I like that, Dean. I think that you are going to go far. If you ask me, I think you are going to ace this test.”

Dean couldn’t help but smile as he looked back at Sam and waited for instructions.

Sam grabbed something off of the table and handed it to Dean. It was a bottle of lube. “Okay, Dean. Your next task is twofold. Do you remember that I said that you didn’t get to come until you passed the test?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I’m going to fuck you and have you ride my big fat cock, but I need a few minutes to get ready. You are going to need to get ready, too. I am going to get comfortable on the bed where I can see you and you are going to do two things. You are going to use this lube and get yourself ready for my cock. Work up to three, or even four, fingers. And while you do that you are also going to tell me how much you want my cock in your ass. Basically the second half of this portion of the exam is that you get to give me some dirty talk and beg me for it,” Sam finished his explanation with a smile handing Dean the bottle of lube.

Dean took the lube from his brother and nodded his head and waited for Sam to get situated. “Let me know when you’re ready and I’ll get started.”

Sam had pulled the comforter back revealing the sheets. He was sitting on the bed with his back against the headboard, legs outstretched and then nodded to Dean, “Any time you’re ready, Dean. You understand? You prepare yourself and talk to me the whole time. Tell me how much you want my cock, Dean.”

“I understand.”

Dean grabbed a chair and drug it closer to the bed. He opened the bottle of lube and before lifting a leg and setting his foot on the chair asked his brother, “Sam, you want me to face you, or turn so you can see my fingers sliding in and out of my ass?”

“Want you to face me. I like looking at you when you wear your glasses. Want to watch your face when you tell me how hot you are for my cock.”

“Okay,” said Dean as he lifted his leg up onto the chair and dribbled some lube onto his fingers.

Sam licked his lips and looked at what Dean was doing. He looked gorgeous in his glasses and to some extent resembled school teacher Dean, but standing there completely naked with his fingers dripping lube and being totally obedient, Dean didn’t look so much like the teacher as he did a complete and total slut for Sam’s cock. Sam was in heaven.

Sliding his first finger into his hole, Dean stared straight at Sam and told him, “Oh god, Sam…feels so good. Do you know how hot it is with you watching me like this, sliding my finger into my ass to get ready for you? Love it.”

Sam watched his brother and listened to him as he was sliding his finger inside of himself. His cock was already starting to get hard again. He loved watching Dean, and especially listening to Dean at the same time.

Dean continued looking at Sam as he pulled his finger from his ass and dripped more lube on his fingers and brought them back to his opening, now inserting two fingers inside and sliding them in and out of him and twisting his wrist getting the best angle, “Sam, two fingers now. Feels good but not as good as it’s gonna feel when you slide your cock up into my ass. Can’t wait, Sammy. Gonna ride your cock just like you said. Take you all the way inside. Wanna feel you tomorrow. Ride myself down on your cock while you fuck up into my ass. Take you so deep, little brother. Love having you fuck me,” Dean finished momentarily as he slid his fingers out of himself and added even more lube.

Watching his big brother fuck his own fingers while talking about how much he wanted Sam to fuck his ass was fucking incredible. Sam was completely hard now and licked his lips staring at Dean. He let his eyes drop to Dean’s fingers as they disappeared into his ass, then back up to his big brother’s eyes. God, Dean was hot.

Sliding his fingers from himself again and dumping even more lube on them, he reached between his legs with three fingers and slid them inside of his ass, his cock was straining and hard and dripping pre-come while he rode his fingers. “Three fingers now, Sam. Riding them like I’m gonna be riding your cock. Gonna let me have it, Sam? Gonna fuck my ass? Teach me who’s in charge tonight? Make me take it, Sammy? Love when you fuck my ass. Jesus feels so good fucking myself with my fingers while you watch. Sam, wanna be so good for you. Feels really good. I’m almost ready. You still want me to take four? Don’t want to stretch myself too much because I want to be tight enough that I feel you fucking my ass.”

Sam watched his brother with wide eyes. Dean was definitely going to be getting bonus points for this part of the exam, too. Sam was now completely hard and dripping watching the show and listening to Dean’s commentary. “No. Three’s plenty. Want you to feel me, too. Now get over here, Dean. Ready for me to fuck your ass?”

Dean smiled, sliding his fingers out of himself and approached the bed. “Sam? Did I do okay on that part of the exam? Did I get any bonus points that time?”

“Yeah, Dean, you did great. You are definitely getting bonus points again. How’s your cock holding up? Bet you want to come, don’t you, Dean?”

Dean looked away from Sam and down at his cock. It was full and throbbing and leaking copiously and he hadn’t touched it and he definitely did want to come. “Please, Sam. Yes, I want to come, but you said that I had to pass the exam. Are we done? Or do you have something else for me to do?”

“So attentive to detail, Dean. So eager to please. You trying to butter me up for more bonus points? Because it’s working. I have a surprise for you, Dean. I hope you like it. The surprise is that you have to come without either one of us touching your cock. I’m gonna get you up on top of me and you are going to ride my cock. I’m not going to touch yours though. When we’re done, I’m gonna fuck my come in and out of your sloppy-wet-come-filled ass with my cock, then I’m gonna do it with my fingers until you come.”

Dean looked at Sam wide-eyed and said, “You are?”

Sam smiled at Dean, “Yeah. I am. You’re gonna love it. Can you see okay? Don’t need to take your glasses off or anything do you? ’Cause I can’t wait till you come and ride me looking like that. It’s all I’ve been thinking about ever since you got them. Well, that’s a lie. I’ve been thinking about you wearing them and looking so studious and serious while I have you in every position imaginable. How you doing, Dean? You good? Ready to go for a little ride?”

Standing next to the bed, cock dripping, hands behind his back, Dean looked at Sam like maybe he’d lost his mind. Of course he was ready. He decided the honest approach would be best, “Fuck, yes. Definitely.”

“Good, then get on up here and slide down on my cock. In this part you get bonus points for just letting loose and taking it all and letting me know how good it feels. Can you do that, Dean? Take it all and let me know how much you love having my cock in your ass?”

Dean nodded as he climbed up onto the bed, straddling Sam’s hips, biting down on his lower lip as he gradually swallowed his little brother’s fat cock into his wet and prepped hole. “Yeah, Sam…I can do that because it feels so good. Better than my fingers, Sam. Love when you let me ride you. Goes in so far when I’m on top like this, makes me feel it all the way to the back of my throat. So fucking nasty, Sam. Your cock is so big and I feel like such a cock-slut when I’m around you, Sam, ’cause all I can think about is fucking you and having you fuck me just like this.”

“Dean, you are such a good boy. Come on, baby, ride me. Feels so good fucking your ass like this. Grinding my cock up inside of you while you are grinding down on me. Come on, show me how much you like it.” Sam was staring at Dean’s face as he held onto his brother’s hips setting up such a perfect rhythm and the look in Dean’s bespectacled eyes when Sammy hit his prostate was perfect. It let Sam know the exact angle to keep them going.

As soon as Sam’s cock hit Dean’s prostate he started to moan and beg. “Sam…fuck. Right there, Sammy, oh fuck. Feels so good. Fuck me so good. Never anyone but you, love that you own my ass, fill me up so much with your fucking cock. Sam, you are the best, love how you fuck up into me. Makes me feel so full, I want you to come, Sammy, wanna feel you shoot your load in me. ’Cause I love that feeling of your cock sliding around in my come-filled ass. Jesus, Sam. Love it. Please…”

Sam listened to Dean moan and beg and he was so close, it felt so good and Dean looked nasty hot, he was not gonna last much longer. Holding Dean’s hips firmly Sam bucked up into his brother’s hole saying, “Dean…just like that, huh? Does feel good. Nothing like being inside you, Dean. Love fucking you, love watching your face when I hit your spot. Oh, Dean. God, I’m gonna come so hard. You are so nasty the way you look like that, I can’t hold back. I want to. Dean, wanna keep fucking your ass, but Jesus fuck!” Sam finished as he slammed into Dean while pulling his brother down hard on his cock and shooting a huge load of spunk up into his big brother’s hole.

Dean rode Sammy even after he’d shot his load. He hadn’t lied, he loved the feel of Sammy’s come in his ass, continuing to fuck it in and out of him after he’d come. Dean was still rock hard, but there was just something so intimate about his brother’s bodily fluids squishing around inside of his ass, all squelchy and making slurpy sounds as he did it.

“Feels so good, Sam. Love that. I love that I can hear it. You sliding in and out of my come-filled hole. So good, Sam. Feels so good.”

Sam smiled at Dean still riding his ass and told him, “Dean. Maximum points for that part of the exam. You know why? Because you are amazing, you didn’t touch your cock even once, and you never asked for me to touch it because I had told you the plan and you stuck to it. That is very impressive. I think you deserve to get off now, don’t you?”

“Please, Sam. Yes. I want you to do what you said, you’re gonna make me come without touching me?”

“Yeah, Dean…I am. You’re gonna love it. I bet you’d come right this second if I did touch it, but I think you’ll like this part.”

Dean couldn’t disagree. If either one of them touched his cock at this exact moment he’d be shooting like a geyser.

“Okay, Sam. What do you want me to do? Where do you want me?”

Sam loved that Dean was so cooperative. “What I want you to do is tighten your asshole for me as I slide my cock out of your ass, I don’t want you to lose any more of my come out of you, because I can’t wait to play with it.  Then lay on your back.  Want you nice and wet so we can hear my fingers sliding in and out of your fucked-out hole, especially considering how hot it is knowing it’s my come that you are holding inside of you.”

Dean did as he was told, tightening up as he felt Sam’s softening cock slide out of his ass.  Dean rolled off of Sam’s left side so that Sam would be able to use his right hand to play with his ass. Dean’s cock was just as hard as could be. Dripping fluid had slid down his marble shaft and was just begging to be touched, but Dean remembered what Sam said. Though he’d never come before without something touching his cock, he had every confidence in the world that if anyone could make that happen it was his little brother when he was in such a toppy mood.

Before reaching down to Dean’s hole, Sam leaned over and kissed his brother, sucking on his lips and nibbling, licking with his tongue until Dean gasped in pleasure opening up and allowing Sam access. Sam kissed Dean, tangling their tongues and playing with and pinching Dean’s nipples all the while.

Sam sucked Dean’s tongue into his mouth as he pinched one of Dean’s nipples hard and pulled. Dean loved having his nipples played with when he was on the edge, and he could handle it--no, loved it--a little rougher when he was so close. Still sucking Dean’s tongue, Sam moved his hand to Dean’s other nipple and pinched that one too. Dean’s hips bucked up off the bed and his mouth locked onto Sam’s with a whimper.

“Like that, Dean? Little slut wants to come so bad.”

“Sam… please…” said Dean continuing to buck his hips, “Gotta come. Sammy…”

Sam smiled and took mercy; he stopped kissing his brother and slid down Dean’s body enough that he could slide three fingers into his come filled ass. Dean was moaning and writhing on the bed trying to get Sam’s fingers further into him. “Such a slut, Dean. Love watching you on the end of my fingers,” Sam told his brother as he reached over and bit his nipple lightly between his teeth and gave it a little tug.

Oh fuck, that felt good, thought Dean who was nearly beyond words. But his whimpering and the way his body was reacting to Sam’s fingers, mouth and teeth, Dean didn’t need any words for Sam to know he was getting close. Letting Dean’s nipple slip from between his teeth Sam asked, “Like that, Dean? Ooh, I know you do. Love having your nipples played with while I’m sliding my fingers through this squelchy mess in your ass. Such a slut for me, laying there all naked with your black framed glasses looking like a debauched piece of ass, just here for my pleasure. Fuck, you have no idea how hot you are riding my fingers like this. Sounds good, too, huh?”

And then Sam reached over and took Dean’s other nipple between his teeth, pulling and shaking his head a little so Dean would really feel it. Sam let Dean’s nipple slip from his teeth but sucked hard on one then the other while fingering his brother’s ass. Slipping his three come shiny fingers from Dean’s ass, he held them up so Dean could see.

“Dean. See my fingers all wet with my come? Gonna give you four fingers in a second, but wanna let you taste first. Wanna taste the come off my fingers? Taste my come and your ass? You like that, dirty boy?”

“Fuck, Sam! Yes! Wanna taste you. So good, Sam. You always taste so good.”

Sam brought his fingers to Dean’s mouth and let him suck on first one then the other, taking each finger in one at a time, licking his brother’s come off of each one and swirling his tongue around the fingers and sucking just like he would if it was Sammy’s cock.

“Oh, Dean, you are such a nasty boy. I know you love to taste my come, but baby, those fingers were in your ass. You are so dirty. Want my come so bad you’ll take it right out of your ass. Dean you are so naughty and so fucking hot, feels so good you sucking my fingers. I’m done fucking around now, Dean. Time to get you off,” said Sam as he slid his fingers from Dean’s mouth, pinching both nipples on his way back down to his brother’s ass and shoved all four of his fingers into Dean’s ass, “Come on, bitch, ride ‘em. Fuck my fingers. You know you want to, you nasty boy. Never seen you so hot as you look right now, Dean, your cock is just throbbing and dripping, wanna come so bad for me don’t you? Wanna come and then I’ll slide my fingers through the come all over your belly and chest and feed it to you. Dirty boy, wanna eat your own come right off of the fingers that I take out of your ass? Come on, Dean, come on. Need you to come for me right now, baby. You know you wanna. Gonna come for me without even touching it. Aren’t you, you little slut? Take it all, won’t you? Come on, wanna watch you. So hot and beautiful on the end of my fingers.”

Jesus, Dean was thrashing on the bed, his brother’s four fingers in his ass and his words in his ears, he was gonna do it. Gonna come undone without even having his cock touched.

And he did. Riding Sammy’s fingers and listening to his brother say all those nasty things and he was coming so hard, all over his chest and his stomach. Making one unintelligible sound after another, until he whimpered and lay there panting from exertion.

“Good boy, Dean,” said Sam as he slowly pulled his fingers out of his brother’s ass and ran them through the come on Dean’s stomach. But Sam had lied. Yes, he was going to feed Dean his own come, but Sammy had to have a taste first. “Mmmm, tastes so good sucking your come off my fingers. Wanna taste?”

Dean reached up and grabbed Sam’s wrist and looking at Sam through his glasses brought his brother’s fingers to his mouth and cleaned them off, maintaining eye contact with Sam the entire time.

Sam smiled at Dean and told him, “Well. My suspicions were correct. You did ace this practical examination. We will be giving you your teaching credential and you will be getting your ruler back.”

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Glasses 'Verse - Dean Gets His Ruler Back; Dean/Sam; NC-17