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in the great outdoors ((samefivealbums))

"Mhm, guess we did..." He laughed quietly, still a little groggy and way too content to really move yet. He was quite comfortable being lazy awhile. "We did have kind of a busy day." He finally looked up at his brother.

"You ready for another?"

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Okay, so he was freezing and hated it too, but seeing Dean spazzing out still got him laughing. "Dude, we'll warm each other up after anyway... don't worry."

"ThisisnotfunnySam,it'scold." Dean glared at him and his teeth chattered. At least one of them was finding some amusement in it. He sure as hell wasn't. Next time, they went camping in July. "Goddamn."

Once he was as close to clean as he could stand to get in the freezing water, he bolted for the shore and a towel.

He just gave a little smile when Dean glared at him. It was cold and uncomfortable, but Dean was really hating it this time. So yeah, it was kind of funny.

He followed Dean up not long after, grabbing for his towel to dry off with. "Come on, let's go get you warmed up, dude."

"At this rate, my balls are never going to come out again," he complained as he dried off and got dressed in a hurry. He stepped into his boots and picked up the wet towel. As soon as Sam was dried and dressed, he nudged his brother toward the camp.

"Bed," he grumbled. "We'll get back up for dinner after my ass thaws out."

He rolled his eyes at the complaints, Stepping into his own shoes and stumbling at the nudge. "Dude, come on."

He returned the nudge playfully, pushing at Dean to get him to walk in front of him. "You act like it's the first cold bath you've had."

"Hey, now. My body just went from feeling so fucking good I nearly passed out to being tossed into icy water. I think some countries use that as an interrogation method." He grumbled, walking ahead as he was directed. Walking pretty fast, too. His feet and fingers felt like ice. Man, he missed hot showers.

He shook his head as Dean continued to complain about being too cold. He rushed to get back to the camp, ducking into the tent to get covered up.

Well, almost straight to get covered up. He decided to go ahead and slip into his boxers and a shirt because laying around naked was a little too chilly sounding right now.

He was allowed! He was cold! Dean grumbled all the way to the camp and followed Sam's lead, getting at least partially dressed before he climbed into the sleeping bags. Immediately, he wrapped himself around his brother, burying his freezing nose in Sam's neck.

Oh god, the bitching was seriously old by the time they got back to camp and Sam was pretty glad by the time they got settled in and covered up. Meant maybe Dean would be satisfied.

Except then he had to put his freezing nose against his skin and got him squirming a little. "Dude, that's cold."

He had a right to complain too!

"No kidding. Why do you think I'm warming it up on you?" He mumbled against Sam's skin, wiggling closer. The difference between Sam's complaining and Dean's was that Dean was happy to ignore Sam's!

"Less talking. More heat radiation."

He let out a quiet huff because Dean was pretty much trying to steal whatever body heat he did have. God, he was like ice pressed up against him.

"Dude, it's not like I'm a literal heater, you know. I don't put heat out on command." But he did wrap his arms around Dean despite any bitching of his own, rubbing one over his skin.

Not stealing, Sam! Sharing!

"Get closer, then." Dean tangled their legs together and tightened his arms on Sam. Little brother could bitch all he wanted, but being close was supposed to be the best way to get warm. Dean started to nuzzle his neck, teeth scraping against his brother's skin.

It felt more like stealing! Because now he was even colder.

But at least Dean was against him, tangled even closer and yeah, okay, it might have been a little better now. He wasn't going to tell Dean that though. He let out a more contented noise when he felt the other's teeth on his skin, head rolling back, eyes drifting shut for a moment. "Mm..."

Details, details.

While Sam was being so quietly compliant, Dean kept working at his brother's neck. He paused at the base of his throat and sucked at the skin, working up a mark there. Nipping and lapping at the skin as it got darker.

He let out a soft noise as Dean kept working over his neck, marking it up, and right now he honestly didn't mind in the slightest, kind of liked wearing those marks. Sam slowly brought up a hand to brush through Dean's hair lightly, the other dragging up over his back, letting blunt fingernails bite in.

Dean made a soft sound of pleasure at the bite of those nails into his skin. He pushed back into them and moved lower on Sam, nuzzled and nipped at his chest. Getting warmer again, finally.

Sam tipped his head forward, watching Dean as he moved down further. "Mmm, Dean..."

Okay, he was warmer and enjoying the attention he was getting, so he was definitely feeling less inclined to complain now. He let out a soft sigh, arching against his mouth.

As he moved down, he nudged Sam over onto his back. All the better for him to move his mouth and his hands over him. He paused at one of Sam's nipples, sucking softly and scraping his teeth against it. "Yeah, Sammy?"

The noise he let out next was a soft moan as teeth raked over the sensitive skin. His fingers raked encouragingly through the other's hair, biting at his lower lip. "Mmm, nothing... feels good, Dean."

He liked the way Sam moved under him and made those sounds. He switched to his brother's other nipple and worked it over a minute before he wandered down lower, letting himself disappear under the sleeping bag. He kissed and nipped at the skin around Sam's navel, licked the line of his hip bones. His hands kneaded at Sam's thighs.

Sam shifted under him, breath hitching between soft, pleased sounds as Dean kept peppering his skin with kisses and nips. Damn... "Dean, oh god..."

He reached down under the sleeping bag to tangle his hands through short locks of hair, giving it a tug.

"Hmm?" He asked, groaning softly at the way Sam pulled at his hair. His head dipped lower and he licked the underside of Sam's cock, then peppered kisses back down the length to the base. His nails dug into the skin of Sam's thighs, pushing them more apart.

"Dean..." He let out a soft whine as Dean's mouth moved over his cock, arching back under him. He parted his legs, shivering at the way those nails bit into his skin, sending a jolt right through him. "You feel so good..."

"Will feel better in a minute." He promised before he took the head into his mouth and sucked softly. His tongue swirled around it and worked at the slit, then he took Sam down deep.

"Dean..." He gasped, hips twitching slightly when he took him in deep like that, his tongue working over him so expertly. He bit his lower lip, eyes drifting shut.

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