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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"Yep. That'd be the time to break out some holy water or something, 'cause there's definitely a problem." He kissed Sam long and deep, pulling his brother as close as he could get him. Kissed and nipped at Sam's neck and collar lightly. "You haven't exactly refused yet, either..."

"Oh, definitely. I'd have to put you through every test there is to make sure you're you, dude." He let Dean pull him in, moaning softly against his lips as his hands smoothed up his chest and back down again, exploring. "Mm..." He tipped his head invitingly. "I haven't, have I?" he pressed his hips harder against Dean's.

"You're being persuasive, I guess."

Since he was being so inviting, Dean leaned in to nuzzle and nip at his neck. When Sam's hips rocked against him, he pushed back, grinding their bodies together. "It's all part of my charm, Sammy."

"That or you're just really hot for me." He looked up and grinned, catching Sam in another long kiss.

He shivered at the nip, head tilting back invitingly, fingers flexing and nails biting into his brother's skin as he held on to him. "Mm, that too. Maybe a mix of both."

He smiled in return before melting into that kiss, one hand going up to tug at his brother's hair as his hips slowly rolled against his brother's, grinding on him.

Dean rolled them so Sam was underneath him and he leaned deeper into the kiss. He met each roll of his brother's hips with his own, steadily increasing the friction between them. The hand in his hair made him shiver and moan softly. "Tell me what you want."

Sam groaned quietly when they were rolled, legs parting for the other to give him a better angle to grind against him, his other hand when to hold onto the other's upper arm, nails biting into his skin. "Oh, God..." he rolled his hips up slowly in time with Dean's, biting at his lower lip.

"Just keep moving like that," he murmured, eyes darting up to meet his brother's, groaning softly.

He smiled when Sam looked up at him, keeping his gaze locked as they moved together. He kept his hips working against Sam's, enjoying the sounds his brother made and the hands on his hair and his skin. "Anything you want, Sammy."

He panted, rolling his hips up slowly, letting out a soft noise. "Anything you want, Dean?" He panted, his hand moving from Dean's hair to cup his face, his thumb tracing his brother's lower lip. "You can have it, whatever it is..."

Dean nipped at Sam's thumb playfully, his teeth scraping against the pad before he sucked lightly on the tip. When he released it, he smiled. "Got what I want, right here under me."

Sam shivered a little at that teasing, his expression softening. "Love you..." He leaned up, pressing a kiss to the other's lips, nuzzling into him after. Loved when Dean said that stuff, loved knowing it. His arms came around his brother, pulling him closer, holding onto him.

"You feel so good."

"Love you," he murmured against Sam's skin. Kissed down his brother's jaw and neck, nuzzling and nipping gently. Leaned in closer when Sam pulled. Loved being this close and tangled up with him. "Can't stand to be away from you. Always wanna touch you."

His breath hitched at those nips, moving his head in encouragement, wanting more. "Never want you to stop," he panted, pushing his hips up a little harder. "Don't want you away from me, Dean... want you right here, always."

"Love you, love you," he panted as he sped up the motion of his hips to match Sam's. One hand tangled in Sam's hair and tilted his head more to the side for Dean to kiss and bite at.

"Love you too," he murmured, groaning when his head was tilted, blunt nails raking up the other's back. "Dean! oh, God--yes..." Loved it when they were tangled up like this, loved the pinch of teeth at his neck. He brought his legs up around his brother, pulling him nearer if that was even possible.

"Dean--you can... you can fuck me again, if you want." If it meant they'd be even closer, close as they possibly could... well, he'd bare through another dip in the lake in the morning.

"'Course I want. Always want you." Dean kissed him again. He groaned when Sam's leg went around him. Like they couldn't possibly get close enough. "Where'd you put the lube? Or do you think you're still okay from before?"

"I'm okay, Dean... just hurry," he murmured, brushing his fingers through the other's hair gently, returning the kiss lightly. "Want you."

"Okay, Sammy. Okay." Dean shifted to position himself and pushed slowly into him. Didn't want to risk going too quickly at first. "God, you feel good."

Sam let out a low groan, tilting his head back, eyes squeezing shut as Dean pushed into him slowly, stretched him and filled him like that. "God, so do you... love how you feel, Dean, how you stretch me. God, keep going."

Dean leaned down to bite and suck at Sam's neck while his head was tipped back. God, he loved the way Sam's voice sounded when he was saying things like that. He kept moving until he was completely buried inside Sam, leaning on his elbows to keep his full weight off him as he gave his brother a moment to adjust. "So hot and tight... almost don't wanna come... don't wanna pull out."

With the way Dean kept mouthing his neck like that, he was sure there were going to be so many marks left behind and he felt himself shiver at the thought. Shouldn't actually find it exciting he'd probably be going back covered in hickeys, but he did. God, Dean's voice couldn't get any sexier either. He rolled his hips up. "Not in a hurry for you to pull out either, you know..."

"Not gonna. Not for a while." When he started to move, it was slow. Very slow. Steady. He wanted to see how long he could draw this out. Make it last. "How long can we keep this up, do ya think?" He kissed Sam deep and eagerly.

Sam let out a soft sigh when Dean finally started to move, appreciating the slow pace for more than just how long it'd last--gave him time to adjust more to the intrusion. He rolled his hips up slowly, grinding up against his brother. "I guess we'll see, huh?" He murmured against his brother's lips when the kiss ended, his hands tracing up to hold Dean's face.

"Yeah, I think so." He rested his forehead against Sam's and let his hips roll slow and gentle. There was no urgency. They had all the time in the world and damn his big, sappy, girly streak anyway, but he was kind of enjoying the atmosphere. Even if he couldn't quite bring himself to think the r-word.

Sam's hands rubbed over Dean's back and wherever else he could reach, eyes drifting shut when their foreheads met. He wasn't in a hurry either... just liked having Dean this close, buried so deep inside of him. "Love you..."

"Love you," he murmured. His lips brushed Sam's lightly, then kissed softly down the side of his face and nuzzled in against his neck. "Love you so much. Didn't even know it was possible to have it this bad for somebody."

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onlytobenormal - 2011-11-28 07:45 (UTC) - Expand

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