"Should..." Breathing, remember the breathing thing, Sam. "Should make you say please," he growled out as he guided himself to Dean's entrance after adding more lotion to replace the lotion Dean sucked off. He had nerves of his own. He was trying hard to push away the nerves as he started to push into Dean. Jesus... he was so much tighter than he had felt when there were just fingers involved...
His free hand rested over Dean's pelvic bone, just needed to touch his skin, to feel that connection of skin on skin.