Title: Happy Birthday, Dean
Author: Bj Jones
Rating: FRAO
Summary: It was just a day like any other
Series: The Birthday Gift, Three Little Words
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Dean shifted in his sleep pressing closer to Sam. Sam tightened his grip on his brother and held him close. He watched the clock by the bedside, waiting for it to click one minute past midnight. He was determined not to let another birthday go by without a celebration. Two years ago he had woken up suddenly. He had laid there and watched his brother sitting on the other bed, with a cupcake and a candle. His heart pounded in his chest as he realized what the day was and what it meant, and that he had forgotten his own brother’s birthday. He choked on his own sobs when he heard Dean’s quiet acknowledgement of a day that should have been celebrated, but instead had been wasted just like any other.
Sam had sworn that night that the next year, he would make the day special. And then Sam had died. Dean had traded his soul for his life. Neither had remembered Dean’s birthday until two weeks had passed. Dean shrugged, stating it was no use celebrating getting older when he was going to die in a few short months.
It was that simple statement that had led them to where they were now. Lovers. Sam had pushed his brother against the wall telling him under no circumstances was he going to lose the only thing he ever loved. Dean’s eyebrow quirked just before he pulled Sam down into a deep kiss. And from the moment forward they had become an unstoppable team. They hunted with ease; they just knew where the other was, and when it had come down to it, that fact saved them.
Sam slipped out of the bed and moved towards his bag. It seemed that Dean had given up his soul long before that night at the crossroads. He had given it to Sam when he was just four years old. Pledging his life, heart and soul to taking care of his little brother. Boy, was the crossroads bitch pissed.
He slid back into the bed. “Dean, wake up.”
“Sleeping Sam.”
Sam smiled and kissed the back of his neck, nuzzling his ear. “Please.”
“You fucked me into the mattress – now let me have my post orgasmic sleep in peace.” Dean curled his hand under the pillow.
“Dean…”
He turned and looked up at his brother. “What?”
Sam held a cupcake up with a candle in it. “Happy Birthday, Dean.”
Dean sat up, his eyes glued onto the small treat. He looked up at Sam. “Sammy…”
“I heard you, two years ago…” Sam cupped Dean’s face. “I’m so sorry …”
Dean shook his head. “This is girlie enough. Let’s not make it into a Lifetime special.”
“Make a wish.” Sam held the cupcake up.
“Don’t need to, I already got what I want.” He blew out the candle before pulling Sam into his arms and kissing him deeply. “I want you.”
Sam shifted their bodies, laying Dean out on the bed, straddling his brother and sitting up with a grin. He pulled the candle out of the cupcake and tossed onto the nightstand. Sam smirked as he ran his fingers through the frosting and spread it around each nipple. He leaned over and licked each one clean. He scooped up more icing and ran it down Dean’s flat stomach, following the trail with his tongue, licking up the delicious treat.
“Sammy….” Dean moaned. “Don’t tease…”
Sam grinned as he scooped up the last of the icing and set the cupcake down on the nightstand. He sat back and smirked down at his brother.
“What are you going to do with that?”
“Eat you.” He spread the icing along Dean’s hard cock before swallowing it whole.
Dean screamed, his hand clutching at Sam’s hair. “Damn it Sam…love when you do this…”
Sam would have smiled, instead he swirled his tongue around the head of Dean’s cock and licked off all the sweet frosting. He sucked on the head gently before letting it pop out of his mouth. He leaned forward and took Dean’s mouth into a deep kiss, dueling with his tongue, everything hot and filled with passion. Pulling his mouth away he looked down at his brother. “I love you.”
Dean cupped his cheek. “I know Sammy.”
Sam beamed at him; he grabbed the lube from under the pillow and sat back. He squeezed some out and slicked up his fingers then reached behind and began to prepare himself his eyes never leaving Dean’s. Those piercing green eyes widened, the pupils going dark with lust and need. “You know how hot you look? Those long fingers up your ass, stretching so you can ride my cock.”
Sam moaned with need, he pulled out his fingers and slicked Dean up, and slid down until he was fully inside. Dean cupped Sam’s ass squeezing it softly, giving him time to adjust. Sam lifted up and then slid back down causing both of them to moan deep in their throats. He rested his large hands on Dean’s chest and began to move slowly at first, Dean’s hands moving upwards, his fingers digging into Sam’s hips. The need became stronger, both becoming frantic with lust and want. Dean began to thrust upward seeking the warm tight heat. He growled when he didn’t get the friction he wanted, he craved. He grabbed Sam and in one move had his brother flat on his back, legs in the air and spread wide. He thrust hard and deep into him, growling with need.
“Harder…Dean…” Sam met each thrust, pulling Dean further into his body.
His hands rested on either side of Sam’s shoulders, his amulet hanging down skimming over Sam’s chest as he lost control and began to pound into the tight heat. Sam reached between them and took his own aching cock into his hand and began to stroke it matching his brother’s hard, fast thrusts. He was close, the tingling in his spine spread over his body, he lifted one hand up and pulled Dean down for a deep kiss. The angle shifted and Sam threw his head back and came with a scream. Dean watched as the orgasm ripped through his brother, then closed his eyes and lost himself in the feel of Sammy’s body surrounding him; it was the softly spoken ‘Come’ that sent him over the edge.
He collapsed into Sam’s arms panting heavily. Sam grabbed a towel off the floor and cleaned them both up before wrapping his long limbs around Dean.
“You’re such a girl,” Dean muttered as he laid his head on Sam’s shoulder.
“Happy Birthday.”
Dean looked up and smirked. “That’s all I get? A cupcake and sex?”
Sam laughed. “Your present is in the car.”
Dean looked over at the door, his eyes wide with anticipation and joy. “Really?”
Sam’s heart contracted at the eagerness in his brother’s voice. “You have to wait.”
“But it’s my birthday now,” Dean pointed out though hadn’t moved from his spot.
“Well my plans for the day include sleep, then I’ll wake you up with a blow job, coffee and donuts for breakfast, sex in the shower, some research, more sex, dinner, sex, birthday cake and your present, and more sex.”
Dean’s eyes began to close. “Best birthday ever.”
Sam kissed the top of his head. “The first of many.”