He rubs his hands together, slicking the oil on his palms and reaches out to touch Dean’s neck lightly, spreading the balm onto his brother’s rigid neck and
shoulders, his skin glistening in the overhead lights.
Another deep inhale fills Sam’s head with the smell of wet cedar in the rain, causing a nervous excitement to bubble up from his loins, heat in his belly
surging into his chest as he notices how firm and muscular Dean’s back is and his arms, well, his arms are hard and bulging and-
Adult, incest, kind of sex pollen-y. A special oil brings out something in the boys neither one of them expected… The description of the massage Sam gives Dean is incredibly sensuous, a pleasure for the reader (as well as Dean, of course *g*).
Dean’s Massage and The EverChanging Spirit Oil, by ilikecrystals