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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"What? Not looking at the stars?" He teased lightly, bending to nuzzle at Sam's neck. One hand moved up to comb through Sam's hair while the other continued to roam lazily up and down Sam's side.

Sam tipped back into his brother's hand as it brushed through his hair, arching under the other a little. He smirked a little bit. "Well, I thought with you moving on top of me, you might want my attention on you more... Was I wrong?"

"Mmmm..." He smiled when Sam moved like that. Rocked his hips down against his brother a little. "I always want your attention. Every single minute I can have it."

"Starting to think you just like getting me clean so you can dirty me back up again, dude," Sam teased lightly, but he rolled his own hips up in response to Dean's, his hands easing down lower. "Dean... you got me for a whole weekend, you know."

"I definitely enjoy the dirtying part, dude." He raised his eyebrow at the second comment, hips still rolling slightly against him. "Is that an observation on how much of you I get to myself or a request to save some ideas for later?"

He brought his hand up to cradle the back of Dean's head, drawing him into a kiss again, arching against him. "The first one. Get me all to yourself, Dean... nothing to distract us at all." His hand slipped until his fingertips were brushing against Dean's lips teasingly

"So, any of those dirty things you want to do, Dean, you better put them out there. I'm in a pretty agreeable mood." He rolled his hips up slowly, grinding on him. "Right now, I kind of like where this is going though..."

"Honestly? I was considering heating some marshmallows until they're melty and eating them off you." He nodded with the most serious face possible. What? They were camping. Marshmallows were part of the experience.

Sam snorted at that. "You really want those marshmallows too, huh?" He sighed, head tipping back, a smile still playing on his lips. "Well, I did say whatever you wanted, huh? Means you gotta do something I want too though, later. Fair's fair."

"Well, it was suggested in the book. Which is why I asked if you minded getting sticky. 'Course, there's plenty of other stuff to do." He shrugged and looked up at his brother. "What do you want to do?"

He shook his head. "I'll tell you later. First you better go get those marshmallows before I decide I don't want to let you go, Dean." he slowly let Dean go, folding his arms comfortably behind his own head as he waited.

After being under the blanket with Sam, the outside air was just unpleasant. He made sure to toss the blanket back over his brother before he darted over to the food supplies to dig out the marshmallows and two roasting sticks. He was back under the blanket in record time, pressing up against Sam to get warm again.

Sam got a brief taste of the air outside and well... he was glad he wasn't the one making the mad dash for the marshmallows, honestly. he huddled under the blanket, laughing when he was quick to get back under the covers with him.

"Cold, Dean?" He teased,, shifting until he was pressed right back up against his brother, nuzzling at him.

"Maybe," he answered back, making sure his cold feet pressed up against Sam's leg. That's what he got for teasing! He grinned at the nuzzling, pulling Sam in tighter against him. "Sure you want to risk the chill to roast marshmallows with me?"

There was a protesting noise when he felt cold feet up against hi and squirming before he was pulled in tight. "What--you have something else in mind?" he laughed under his breath, tangling a leg between Dean's.

"Or do you just like hearing me talk about all the dirty things I wish my big brother would do to me? Hearing me ask for it?"

Dean's eyebrows went up at what Sam was saying. Every so often, little brother caught him completely off guard with something like that and he kinda loved it. He grinned as he leaned in to kiss him. "That last part. Everything you said after 'or'."

He gave a satisfied look of his own--he liked catching Dean off-guard, getting him to react like that. He returned the kiss, bringing a hand up to rest at the back of Dean's head, holding him in the kiss.

"Yeah? But the list's pretty long, dude... sure you want to hear it?"

"I've got all weekend. Start talking, dude." He kissed Sam again, long and deep, nipped playfully at his lips, and nibbled down his jawline. He wriggled his bare skin against Sam's, teasing with the friction and getting them both warmer.

Sam pressed into that kiss, tilted his head when Dean's lips and teeth moved to his jawline. He sighed when the other moved against him and let his arms come around him, rubbing a hand up his back.

"Mm, as long as you stay as close as possible right now, Dean, m'happy." He sighed. "But tomorrow or the next day, I was thinking we should get out those handcuffs again... Thought I could push you up against one of the trees out here or take you on the ground... depends on how much you squirm. And then I was thinking about those clamps we bought that one time... saw you packed them. Figured I'd put them on you before we go fishing or take a hike or something... See how long you can stand them."

He paused for a moment, tipping his head to chase the other's lips with his own and lingering in the kiss for a moment, if only to give him some time to convince himself that it was a good idea to talk like this and he wasn't going to get teased later for it... well, in the bad way anyway. "As for things I'd like for you to do to me, anytime I have your mouth on me is good, you know. Or whenever I have you in me... even better when it's hard and fast and I know you're really desperate for it." He paused.

"Now do you want me to keep going or what?"

Dean moaned softly against Sam's skin and shivered in a way that had nothing to do with the chilly air. When he packed the whole bag of their toys, he figured Sam would just roll his eyes. Hearing his plans made it all worth it.

He wandered down Sam's chest, kissing and sucking at his skin. "Don't let me stop you. I'm multi-tasking."

The he ducked under the blanket and wandered lower, nuzzling and lapping at Sam's half hard cock. Since his mouth had been requested and all. He figured he could take his time and really draw it out while he waited for Sam to come up with some more fun ideas.

"Dean..." His breath hitched, head lulling back as Dean moved even lowered. his legs parted a little to give his brother room and he brought up a hand to rest over his face. Needed a moment to think about how Dean was under their blanket, teasing him like that.

"I... uh..." crap. He didn't think talking about whatever filthy little fantasies popped into his head while Dean's mouth worked him over would be anything near as hot as this.

But it was just talking and he figured he could get a little more extravagant, see how much more he could get Dean worked up spinning some porno-type scenario. "I got to tease you plenty as a girl... and I know you loved it, but I've been--uh, I've been thinking that it'd be fair if you got to do it back a little. Bet you'd like it if you-- if you knew for sure I was only thinking about you all day while I'm away." He licked his lips, fidgeting under Dean. "Figured it'd start with-- me blowing you in the morning before I have to go to class or something. I'll be hard as a rock, but I'll know there's no time to handle it the way I want... just enough time to give you the lube and do you know what I'd want you to do with it, Dean?"

His tongue worked over Sam's cock in long, slow strokes as he listened to everything Sam was coming up with. His only regret right now was that they would have to sleep at some point. He hummed pleasantly as he pressed his lips to the sensitive spot under the head of Sam's cock and sucked softly. The idea of sending Sam off in the morning hard and needing him was definitely appealing.

"What would you want me to do with it, Sammy?" He asked in a near purr before he wrapped his lips around the head of Sam's cock and sucked lightly, tongue working over the tip and teasing at the slit.

Sam paused for a few long moments, debating whether or not he could go on and okay, maybe just focusing on the way Dean was teasing him with his mouth in ways that had him letting out low, shuddering moans and wanting to press deeper into his mouth.

"I... oh, god--I'd want you to work me open and-" He licked his lips, suddenly glad Dean was under the covers, made it less like he was telling his big brother perverted crap and just... talking out loud or something. "Remember we got those, uh, plugs? I'd want you to put one inside me so I stay ready for you, so every time I move, I think about you even more than I already do. Would you like that, Dean? By the time I get a break, I'd be texting you, begging for you to be ready for me as soon as I get home, but it'd be on you, Dean. It'd be your decision when I get to ride you and when I get off, just like it was my decision with you."

Totally laughing this one off later. Or pretending he didn't say it... whichever seemed easiest.

Dean released Sam's cock and slid up out from under the blanket to catch Sam's mouth in a long, hard kiss. Moaned against his lips urgently. Would he like it? Hell yes, he'd like it!

"God, Sammy. You're making me wanna go home and we just got here," he breathed against his brother's mouth before kissing him again. His hands were everywhere, trying to physically express just how much he loved all the things that were coming out of Sam's mouth.

"Love you so fucking much," he mumbled against Sam's mouth and nipped his bottom lip, then slipped back down to take Sam into his mouth deep. Sucked soft and easy, working his tongue against the skin. Willing to draw it out for as long as Sam could stand it.

Sam let out a moan of his own when Dean crawled back up his body and kissed him like that. He arched against him just to feel more of Dean pressed close, the way he was touching him. "Still plenty of fun we can have out here, Dean... could even make me wear it while we're out here, if you wanted so you can see how crazy it's driving me all day. Unless you prefer me out in front of all those people, trying to act normal when all I want to do is get home to you..."

Sam was panting by the time dean decided to slip back down under the blankets like that and he tipped his head once again. "Love you too..." And fuck--he practically whined at the way Dean kept teasing him, drawing it out.

"Dean..."

He did whimper when Sam offered to wear it out here? A wicked thought crossed his mind and he pulled back off to speak with his lips brushing against Sam's overheated flesh as he did. "Could always combine the two. Me with your clamps and cock ring. You with the plug. See who breaks first?" He gave Sam a long lick and continued. "That's not to say I don't want to do the other one when we get home, too."

This time, when he put his mouth around Sam's cock, he took him in deep and started working him in earnest. Sucking hard and moving his hand over the remaining length he couldn't take in.

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