onlytobenormal | camping trip

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So, Sam checked around, asked a few friends, and finally found a nice little secluded spot for him and Dean to take that little camping trip they'd planned forever ago. All that had been left was getting supplies together, making plans, and then waiting for the time off to go. But it had all happened and it had all gone smoothly, thankfully. He'd been looking forward to this for awhile after all.

Soon as they'd gotten away from the heavy traffic, gotten off by themselves, Sam hadn't had any problem curling up against Dean in the Impala either as they drove. Mostly just contentedly leaning against him, chatting if something came to mind or just watching the scenery pass them by. His hand rested against the other's thigh sometimes, just affectionately touching or squeezing him.

Sam didn't miss the hunting, but sometimes he missed this... the car rides with Dean when things were comfortable enough conversation wasn't always necessary and they were just content in enjoying the others' company

They weren't too far from their campsite now, from the directions he'd gotten and Sam couldn't deny he was getting a little excited over it.

He leaned his head on the other's shoulder, eyes darting up to his face for a few moments as a smile curled his lips. He moved again soon enough, shifting until his lips were grazing the Dean's jaw affectionately. "So, after we get set up, what are we doing first?"

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"Dare ya to go all weekend without clothes," he teased, hands roaming lightly over his skin. He laughed at Sam's statement. "That's true. I can only look for so long before I need to touch. Touch a lot. All over."

"Yeah, don't think that's happening out here. Maybe if we rented another room somewhere..." He rolled his eyes a little, but couldn't help but let out a pleasant sigh at the way those hands roamed over him. "Good thing I like it when you touch me all over, I guess."

"Awww. Well, next time, we'll grab us a hotel room." A whole weekend of naked Sam? Yeah, he's gonna pounce on that. "You guess? You're not sure?" Sam's getting a pinch for that.

"Hey!" There was a protesting noise at the pinch, but he was looking playfully up at Dean, returning the pinch. "Don't be a jerk, dude. I didn't mean it like that! Though your pinching habit isn't all that sexy, you know."

"I think it's sexy. The more I'm touching your ass, the happier I am." He rubbed the pinched area lightly and smiled down at his brother. He couldn't remember why he started pinching Sam in the first place, but it turned out to be very entertaining. Especially when Sam made those noises.

"Pinching my ass is sexy?" He snorted. "You're weird, dude. You just like seeing what I'll let you get away with when it comes to my ass, huh?" Which... was apparently quite a bit, even the spanking that one time. He leaned in for a long, slow kiss.

"Mm, guess we should get straightened up... or we'll end up going again."

Dean laughed and then sighed happily when Sam kissed him. He was reluctant to let go, but in reality, he knew they wouldn't manage to stay apart long. "I happen to be very fond of your ass. Pinching it or otherwise. And yeah, I like to see what I can get away with."

He loosened his hold on his brother when he started to pull away. He couldn't resist teasing, "Going again wouldn't be a bad thing."

"You can save finding that out for later, Dean." Because he had to pull away and start tucking himself back into his jeans, flashing a small smile.

"If you want me to ride you on this chair tonight, dude, you gotta let me take a breather here."

"Hold ya to that." He grinned back and reached for his shirt, wiping himself off from their come and sweat before he tucked himself in and zipped up. Shirtless was no big deal for camping, right? "The finding out and the riding me. Especially the riding me."

"You really like seeing me ride you, don't you?" He snorted, slowly getting up to his feet and stretching out lazily. This weekend was going to be great, if it kept going the way it was now.

"Hell yes, I do. Now that I got a taste of it? I definitely want more." He smiled, watching Sam stretch. God, his brother had a hot body. Dean almost pulled him back down with him. Instead, he forced himself to get to his feet.

He shook his head at that, smiling a little to himself, but after that, he went to take care of any trash they had leftover from the sandwiches and the chips. "Any plans for the rest of the day, dude?"

"No real plans. Just relaxing and having a good time." He helped Sam clean up from Lunch and then pulled his brother in for a quick kiss. "Any thoughts? There's still fishing. Also need to pick up some fire wood before it gets dark."

He leaned into that kiss, lips quirking up pleasantly. "Mm, maybe we should get the fire wood first, then if we got time, we'll think about fishing. How's that sound?"

"Sounds good. Otherwise, no fire and no dinner tonight." Two of his favorite things! He released Sam and went to their gear to pick up the hatchet he packed for wood gathering. "You good to go?"

"Yeah, and then neither of us will feel much like making use of those chairs." Well, maybe to keep warm, but... he'd prefer a nice, warm fire still. He nodded, going to follow Dean.

"Yeah, ready. Lead the way, man."

"Oh, we will use those chairs, dude. Hell or high water." He grinned and headed off into the woods. He looked for older, dry wood to bring back to the camp to burn.

"You're determined to do it again on those chairs, huh?" He followed Dean and helped him carry back what he could, mostly just enjoying the quiet again, just being away from everyone and here with Dean.

"You're not?" He asked curiously as he gathered up the rest of the wood to help Sam carry it back. It was more than they needed for tonight, but it meant they'd have less to gather tomorrow.

He shrugged, flashing the other a look as he shifted the wood in his arms. "Doesn't matter where we do it, so long as I can get you under me. Like how you watch me when I'm on top of you."

"Good answer." Dean grinned at his brother, thoroughly enjoying that mental image. His brother was developing a dirty talking streak and he really liked it. "Of course, you know you can have me under you anytime and anywhere you want, right?"

He liked how a little bit of dirty talk affected his brother, so it was fun to slip in there occasionally. "Yeah, I kinda figured since you've never actually turned me down, man."

"I haven't? I should try it sometime, just to surprise you." He grinned. Wasn't like the 'no' would stick for long. He could pretend to refuse Sam, but actually doing it? Less easy. Much less easy.

Back at the camp, he knelt to stack the wood neatly. Then he picked up a small hand shovel he brought to dig a hole for the fire.

He rolled his eyes at that, not quite believing Dean'd actually go through with it. "Dude, I have rarely seen you turn down sex in your entire life. I'd like to see you try."

He went to stack his own wood in the pile Dean had made.

"I can't believe you just challenged me..." Dean squinted at him. Well, fortunately, he didn't say it would be any time this weekend. He'd turn down sex... later. "Some day, you're gonna regret that, dude."

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