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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"Probably not. Just assume that if it's kinky, I've considered it. Then discarded it based on how opposed to it I think you might be." Dean still had difficulty judging Sam's kinky side. A year ago, he'd have said Sam's idea of sex was missionary with the lights off. He was learning more about his brother every day. "Sorry, dude. Top secret. You'll just have to wait and be amazed."

"Seriously? Like what?" Couldn't help but be curious. No matter what Dean thought--he wasn't exactly that vanilla, especially anymore, not when he knew he could trust his brother. "Mm, getting curious now, man."

Dean shrugged, feigning interest in his book while he watched Sam out of the corner of his eye. "Voyeurism. Exhibitionism. Forced orgasm. Boots. Stuff. Things..."

He smiled at the last part. "Gotta wait 'til dark, Sammy. Fire's more fun when it's dark."

"I think we got the exhibitionism thing covered as many times as we've done it outside, man..." He was shifting a little in his seat. "You're into forced orgasms? And-- what do you mean, boots?" Wasn't sure he wanted to know what 'stuff' and 'things' were yet...

"I meant the tent plans, Dean." He smiled, reaching over to nudge at him playfully.

Dean sank a little lower in his chair and hid his face more behind his book. "Dunno. Like I said. Things I thought.... not necessarily gonna ask for them."

"Yeah? You wanna go in the tent now, Sam?"

He smirked a little as Dean sank lower, even tried to hide his face. "Dude, just--asking about them." Not... judging. Yet.

He shrugged, putting his book aside for now in favor of slipping to his feet and slowly moving to settle back into Dean's chair, straddling his lap. "Maybe." He smoothed his hands over what he could of the other's stomach. "Maybe give me a little incentive."

Crap. He really needed to learn to choose his answers more carefully.

Dean peeked up over the book when Sam sat in his lap. He blinked at his brother, voice muffled behind the pages. "I can do incentive. Sun's starting to go down, anyway."

He tried to nudge that book down further so he could lean in, press a proper kiss to the other's lips. "Yeah, it is, huh?"

He let the book be pushed down and leaned in to Sam's kiss. Then the book ended up dropped beside him while he reached up to wrap his arms around Sam and pull him closer. "If you want tent time, you have to let me go in first and give me a couple minutes."

He smiled a little bit at that, nuzzling a little into Dean after the kiss had ended, settling in close when he was tugged in. "Yeah... okay, Dean." One more kiss before drawing away slowly and shifting off Dean so he could get up, settling back on the edge of his own char.

"Just tell me when I can come in, man."

"Alright." He sat up and got to his feet. Before he headed to the tent, he bent to kiss Sam again. "If you laugh, I'm gonna dump your ass back in the lake." Then he disappeared into the tent.

Most of the gear was stored under a rain fly off the side of the tent, so they had plenty of room inside, with just clothes and other 'sleeping items' on hand. He unrolled a foam pad on the bottom of the tent to rest under the sleeping bags to avoid any rocks Dean missed while putting the tent up. The two bags were 'mated' sleeping bags that he zipped together to make room for two. Condoms, lube, and other things they'd need to have at hand were stashed easy to reach in a tent pocket near the head of the sleeping bags. A bag with the toy collection they'd been amassing was nearby, as well. His final touch was to kick off his jeans and then put out six little "flameless" LED candles; the flickering light would give them something to see by when night fell completely.

"Okay, Sammy."

"I'm not gonna laugh, dude." It couldn't be that bad, right? Dean had just admitted to a lot of kinky stuff and Sam had managed not to laugh, so he could handle whatever was in that tent. Hopefully.

When he was called in, he moved to join his brother, pausing just at the entrance to take in the set up, falling to rest on the little lights with a small smile--but he didn't laugh at anything. Didn't want Dean trying to dump him in the lake for real. "Mm, looks nice, Dean."

Sam paused to take off his own clothes before going to join his brother, moving to settle in close to him, kissing at the center of his chest affectionately.

Dean would be pleased to never revisit that particular kink conversation, too. Figured he dodged a bullet there.

While Sam was undressing, Dean zipped the tent closed. Then he wrapped his arms around Sam and pulled him down onto the center of the sleeping bags with him. It wasn't cold yet, so they could afford to stay outside the covers a while. Dean settled on top of his brother and kissed him long, slow, and deep.

He let Dean pull him down onto the sleeping bags, settling underneath him contentedly as he returned that kiss, hands coming up to rest on the other's shoulders, rubbing over them gently, drawing him close with a pleasant noise. Didn't exactly know what Dean had planned right now, so he was comfortable letting him take the lead, do whatever he wanted as his own hands just wandered over the body above his.

For right now, all Dean could think of was getting Sam hard and getting into that sixty-nine Sam mentioned earlier. He'd been thinking about it since their hike. His hands roamed over Sam's body as he kissed his way down, exploring his brother's chest with lips and tongue.

Sam shifted under the other as Dean kissed down his chest, letting out a soft moan as he arched encouragingly. "Dean..." He breathed the other's name, eyes drifting shut as his fingers pushed lightly through his hair.

"Love you..." He murmured the words softly, propping himself up a little underneath his brother.

"Love you, too." He breathed against Sam's skin. Just shy of pressing his lips to Sam's nipple, he looked up and smiled. "Been thinking about this since the lake."

He sucked on Sam's nipple, working it gently with his lips and scraping his teeth against it before soothing any pain with careful strokes of his tongue. The other nipple was rubbed with Dean's thumb in small circles.

Sam's own lips quirked up a little at that and he gave a silent nod. Been thinking about Dean all day pretty much, anyway. He shivered a little bit as Dean teased his nipples, a soft noise leaving hi as he arched up. His hands smoothed back down over his brother's back again, raking his blunt nails lightly.

"Want you so bad, man... Always want you."

"You can have me," he answered. "Any way you want."

His mouth wandered down Sam's stomach, nipping and sucking here and there. He groaned softly when Sam's nails raked over his skin. He looked up and grinned. "Any requests before I continue?"

Sam's breath hitches at the feel of Dean's mouth on him, squirming a little underneath him, biting at his lower lip briefly as he met Dean's gaze. He feels his body heat up at that grin, at that question. "You know what I want," he finally murmured, tipping his head back. "Already told you at the lake, Dean..."

"I was hoping you'd say that." Dean licked his lips and shifted around, laying on his side and bringing his legs up alongside Sam's head. His own head was comfortably at groin level with Sam. His brother could take his time as he liked, but Dean wasted no time wrapping his lips around Sam's cock and sucking softly at the head.

Sam gasped by the time his brother's mouth came around his cock, Curling a little closer to him, leaning in to kiss and nip at his thighs. Wanted this... so much. He always loved how Dean's mouth felt on him, how Dean knew every trick to keep him practically writhing. He wanted to return some of that and that's what he set out to do. He curled his hands around his brother's cock, holding it at the base as he lapped at the sensitive skin, not quite taking him into his mouth just yet.

Dean slipped an arm between Sam's thighs and curled it around to Sam's back, holding his brother's hips a little closer to him. His other hand rested lightly on Sam's side. He sucked Sam down deep and then drew back slowly. Just let his head bob for a few minutes, sliding the wet heat of his mouth back and forth along the shaft.

Sam slowly took Dean into his mouth, moaning around him as Dean took him in. Fuck. He took Dean in deeper, as deep as he could as he worked his tongue over him, moaned around him. His eyes drifted shut, just focusing on the weight of the other's cock in his mouth, the heat and the taste as he sucked him off, his hand moving to rake down his brother's hip lightly.

He shuddered when he felt Sam's lips around him. The sensation stopped him for a moment and he moaned, eyes slipping shut. It never stopped being hot to know that the mouth on him was Sam's. After a moment, he started to move again. He took Sam in deep and sucked hard. With his grip on his brother's leg, her started to turn them, gently urging Sam over on top of him.

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