Yeah, it's best not to consider anything to do with Dean's knowledge of the sciences. He paid attention to the chemicals exploding but most of it didn't interest him. He was a drop out, in the end, even if he did technically graduate.
Feeling that touch again, Dean full-body jerked and took a rough breath in, a ragged noise escaping him. "Y-yeah, that," he huffed out. He'd never gone to the doctor for a prostate exam or anything like that, and girls sure there had been one or two girls, over the years, who had tried to finger him, but it hadn't been like this.
He rocked his hips into Sam's hand, head dropping back as he closed his eyes, throat bared and hands still gripping tight to Sam's back.