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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"That's true." He gave a grin when the ring was secure, pulling away from Dean and going to grab some of his own clothes to slip in. God, each movement made him want to shiver, but he tried to ignore it as well as he could as he squirmed into his jeans, carefully zipping himself up. He went to slip into a shirt then, letting out a soft sigh.

The boxers were easy -- and as much as he'd love to be sexy and go commando, it was cold out there, damnit -- but the jeans took careful maneuvering. Eventually, he got them buttoned and zipped. They were tented pretty significantly, but with that ring in place, there was nothing to do about that. Not until he decided he couldn't take any more and begged Sam to let him fuck him.

Shirts, socks, and shoes came on a little easier but with plenty of soft sounds as the chains pulled and twisted when he moved. He slipped the remote for the plug into his jacket pocket and stood to climb out of the tent to gather up the fishing gear.

He followed Dean out, walking carefully, but still as naturally as he could make himself move. "Think we'll be catching dinner tonight, Dean?"

Hopefully they'd be able to focus on fishing long enough to catch something. "We can even do Rock, Paper, Scissors for who has to clean." Because he always won that.

"Or whoever breaks first has to clean?" Assuming they caught anything. It had been a while since Dean had gone fishing. Probably longer for Sam. Hopefully they'd have some luck, though.

He handed Sam a fishing rod and reel and a bucket for their hypothetical catch. He picked up a rod and reel for himself and the tackle box.

He snorted. Dean wanted a chance at winning, he guessed. "Yeah, okay, fine." If they caught anything. Sam hadn't been fishing in forever either, but... it'd be nice and peaceful anyway, he was sure. And now? It was starting to warm up a little bit with the sun up more.

He started walking again, letting out a soft noise after a bit--each step, each movement of his hips had that toy shifting inside of him that had a shiver going up his spine.

For his part, Dean walked alongside Sam a little more bowlegged than usual. It was difficult to walk anywhere near straight-legged when his cock was tenting out against his jeans at full hardness. The rub of the rough denim, even through his boxers, had him panting a little after not very long. Yeah, this was not going to be a breeze.

Fun, though. He definitely wasn't regretting it.

Sam smiled a little privately as Dean walked next to him, obviously hard and panting. And because Dean was always sneaking it in on him? He couldn't resist giving his brother a playful pinch to the ass as he quickened his steps to walk ahead. Not like he was exactly comfortable either--he was hard and had a toy pushed in him, but...

It was definitely worth it all.

Dean made a sound of surprise at the pinch, jumping and groaning when it put additional pressure on his cock. He squinted at Sam's back when his brother walked ahead. For that, he reached into his jacket pocket and turned the plug's vibration on to low.

He should have seen that coming, really. Sam's turn to tense and stop walking a moment, letting out a low groan because rocking with that thing vibrating, even on low, was enough to make him shiver in all the good ways.

"Dude, no fair... all I did was one pinch."

"And that's the lowest setting, dude. Not like I jacked it all the way up." But, he turned it off anyway and slipped the remote back into his pocket. He'd save that for when they got to the lake.

Dean grinned when he caught up with Sam and passed him. "C'mon, Sammy! Fish are waiting!"

He let out a sigh of relief when the toy was turned off--made walking comparatively more easy. He followed Dean to a nice spot, giving him a nudge. "Yeah, come on, let's do this."

They took a few minutes to set up. Dean spread out a blanket for them to sit on in the grass near the edge of the water. He set the tackle box withing both their reaches and opened it to pick out a lure. After he got his line in the water, he sat down and got as comfortable as he could with a trapped, raging hard on.

Sam settled next to him once the blanket was set out, getting his own line ready and into the water. Though admittedly, he was more concerned with curling closer to Dean. He leaned in to let his lips graze the other's jaw gently.

Once the line was set, he wrapped an arm around Sam and held the pole with the other. Smiled at the kissing and leaned in closer. "Cozy, Sammy?"

"You could say that..." He used his free hand to trail over Dean's thigh, kneading lightly. "How about you?"

Dean's legs were already fairly well spread, but at Sam's touch, they parted a little more. His arm slipped down around Sam's waist, his hand tucked into Sam's back pocket. All the better to squeeze his ass with. "Definitely. Like being close to you."

He kept his touch light and affectionate for now, even when Dean's hand slipped into his pocket like that. "Yeah, me too, Dean... kind of nice doing this and not caring who sees, isn't it?"

Especially considering his hand was trailing up to grope Dean through his jeans lightly, biting at his lower lip when he felt just how hard he was through the fabric.

"Definitely." He tried to pretend he was interested in his line in the water, but then Sam was groping him and all he could do was moan and buck up into his hand. He was hard as a rock and aching, but he wasn't ready to admit defeat yet. Particularly not when he had a secret weapon in his pocket.

"I love the things you'll do when no one's watching."

He laughed quietly when Dean bucked up against him and kept the pressure light over him, just leaving his hand right where it was but not giving him what he obviously wanted. "Mm, because you're a pervert." He flashed a teasing smile over at the other.

"Says the guy with his hand on my cock." He answered back lightly. He grinned and bent to kiss his brother deep and slow. While he was kissing Sam, he slipped his hand out of his brother's back pocket and into his jacket to switch the vibrator on again.

"Yeah, well, you're the one who kept pushing me to be more open, dude," he teased, bu he quieted at that kiss, melting into it... and moaning eventually, when that toy started up again. He tensed, shuddering at the sensations traveling through him.

"Dean... mm--" He tipped his head to rest against Dean's chest, eyes shut as he tried to keep himself relaxed, calm. He was not going to give in that easy.

Dean let him rest, leaving the toy on its low setting for now. The arm with the hand holding the remote wrapped back around Sam's shoulders and held onto him while he worked to relax.

Slowly, he started to palm the other through his jeans again, adding more pressure steadily, rolling his own hips a little. "Having fun with that remote, Dean?"

"I am. It's bee very exciting so far." He pushed up against Sam's hand as he thumbed the vibration up a notch. "Enjoying your toy?"

He hissed, cursing under his breath as he rolled his hips a little against the toy inside of him. "Y-yeah... not as good as you though." Knew hearing him talk like that got to Dean and... he wanted to try and get Dean to cave before he did.

His hand slipped from his brother's crotch to slip under his shirt, tugging at the chain lightly.

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