camping trip - samefivealbums

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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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"Ozzy and I watch a lot of Food Network during the day while you're in class." Dean grinned and turned to kiss Sam fully. "Ozzy likes Bobby Flay, but I think he'd a douchebag."

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"I better not come home one day and see you two arguing over the remote, Dean," he lightly scolded, smirking into that kiss. "And if you keep getting tips, might have to get you to cook more often, man..." Not like Sam was brilliant at cooking either or anything.

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"He'd win. I can't resist the eyes." He laughed at Sam's threat. "I'll cook more. I don't mind. Just means you get more dishes."

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"Don't mind the dishes if you're decent, Dean..." He leaned in, nipping at the other. "Kinda weird without Ozzy around, huh?"

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"Why do I have to be decent?" He complained playfully. "It is weird. I miss the little fuzzball."

When the fire burned down enough to cook, Dean moved away from Sam to get dinner going. Ribs, barbecue sauce... was there anything better?

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"Because you wouldn't let your little brother starve, right?" Even though he was perfectly happy with salads and foods Dean didn't care for at all. "Kinda nice, isn't it? Actually getting to keep a dog... Dad never let us do that growing up."

He shifted back to lean on his elbow, just watching as Dean cooked.

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"Oh, decent at cooking. I thought you meant 'decent' as in 'dressed." He grinned as he set the ribs out on the grill and brushed them with barbecue sauce. "Yeah, it's nice. He's good company when you're at class. Or when I get home too wired to sleep from work."

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He rolled his eyes. "You wear the same exact things, dude. I think you still have shirts you wore when you were in high school."

Not that he could talk. He still pretty much wore the same styles too. "Mm, never thought this'd be our lives..."

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"They still look as awesome on me today as they did then, too." He sat back for a few minutes while the ribs cooked. He leaned over and kissed Sam's shoulder. "Is there anything you would do differently?"

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He looked over at that kiss, smiling a little bit. "Mm, I don't know..." He shrugged. "You, Dean?"

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"Nothing I can think of. I'm kinda happy like it is." He shrugged and leaned back over the fire to check on dinner. More barbecue sauce. Just a little longer. He reached into the cooler and pulled out two beers, handing one to Sam.

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"Yeah, me too, Dean..." He reached over to take the beer he was offered, taking a swig from it. "Things ended up... really--good. I can't think of anything I'd change at all."

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"Good. We're doing okay, then." He grinned over at his brother, then dug a couple plates out of the gear. Sam's salad was in a lidded plastic bowl he handed over with Sam's dressing from home and a fork. Then he plated up the sizzling ribs and handed one plate to Sam. "Look okay?"

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He took the salad he was offered, opening the bowl and giving a grin when the other sat the ribs out for him. "Yeah, definitely, man. Looks really good." He started to eat the salad first. Really worked up an appetite after earlier.

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Dean grinned and dug right into dinner. He was hungry, too and looking forward to a lot more fun after dinner. The flameless candles were still flickering inside the tent and there was still a chair to break in. Sam's, since they already had a little fun on his.

And they had all weekend. He grinned at the thought, happily licking barbecue sauce from his fingers.

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He ate quietly for now, just appreciating the quiet, watching the sky on occasion. It was just... really nice out here, peaceful. And they had an entire weekend to have time to themselves, to have fun in... a lot of ways.

He smiled a little to himself. "Dude, what are you grinning about?"

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"Just enjoying the night. And the idea that we have all weekend to spend together." He looked over and smiled at his brother. "Thinking about that chair..."

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"Figured that was your 'thinking about sex' grin." He gave a teasing look. "It's a nice night out too..." Warm enough, clear...

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"You mean I have other kinds of grins?" He asked playfully. His smile got bigger as Sam commented on the nice night. That chair was as good as broken in.

He reached over and playfully swiped a finger across Sam's lips, smearing the barbecue sauce across them. Before his brother could complain, he leaned in and kissed him, teasing and lapping at his mouth.

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"Well, there's your 'thinking about food' grin and 'thinking about pie'..." He teased.

And then he was getting food smeared on his face--and he was about to complain before Dean decided to clean it off in... well, one of the best ways. He gave a soft noise, pressing into the kiss and letting his tongue meet his brother's.

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Dean continued to kiss him until the spicy sauce was gone. Then he took one of Sam's hands and slowly, methodically licked and sucked his fingers clean of the same taste. He watched Sam's face, a look of mischief in his expression.

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Sam moaned softly into the kiss and then watched as Dean brought his fingers up to lick them clean, watching him like that and that... was about it. He was closing the distance and catching Dean in a heated kiss again, tugging at his lower lip before straightening back up. "Determined to get me in that chair, huh?"

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"Maybe. Is it working?" He grinned and pushed their plates aside, wrapping his arms around Sam and hauling him close. He kissed him again, deep and rough. His hand slipped down the back of Sam's jeans to rub smooth skin.

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Sam followed, straddling Dean, arms coming around his shoulders to keep him close just, kissing him deep in return, shivering when he felt his brother's hand pushing down the back of his jeans. Like Dean had to ask if it was working... no telling what all this said about them, that they couldn't keep their hands off each other during these little weekends away, but he really couldn't be bothered to think about it right now.

"Maybe a little," he panted against the other's lips when he drew back, his hands rubbing and kneading at the other's shoulders lightly, arching against him. "But first, I have to get some things from the tent, man..."

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"Mmmm, yeah?" He looked curiously up at his brother. Wondered what he had in mind. "Alright. You wanna grab your stuff and I'll wait for you out here?"

In the chair. Naked. Because, seriously... chair sex.