Fics like Leather Jacket

Sam gets caught jacking off wearing Dean’s leather jacket. Sam was moaning Dean's name like he always does whenever he knows he’s home alone with nothing but his hand on his cock and his mind on his brother—throbbing and wetting the fabric from sheer desperation. He was getting hard, the ache in his heart replaced with an ache in his cock. — "You’re taking it so well," Dean groaned, his forehead resting against Sam’s shoulder, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Look at that pretty tummy, Sammy." Sam whimpered, his hands clutching at Dean’s shoulders, his nails digging into the skin. He felt overwhelmingly full, stuffed to the brim with his brother’s cock. Every inch that slid in dragged a ragged moan from his throat, his body torn between the urge to push away and the desperate need to take more. The size difference was glaring—Dean’s thick thighs framing Sam’s narrower hips, Dean’s heavy weight pinning him down, making him feel like a doll in his grasp.

Fics like Leather Jacket

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