Oh, Sam very much wants. If it wouldn't have been far more dangerous, he would have liked to have pushed on for home. But he and Dean are both exhausted after a hard hunt and rest is necessary.

Eventually, at least.

"Fuck, Cas. Sitting here and remembering the way those clamps look on you." He has to hold the phone between his ear and shoulder to push down his jeans and boxers, freeing himself from the confines of clothing. "Want you to put the gag on now. Before you open yourself up."