Sam Winchester (
onlytobenormal) wrote2011-11-12 10:21 pm
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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?"
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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He started packing up the fishing stuff to carry back. And the clamps and chains. He left the blanket and the toy for Sam. The remote went back in his pocket. Then he headed back to camp to start breakfast.
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Which he did a few moments after Dean left and yeah, it was still kinda cold, especially alone. Especially when he had to get up, dry off and ease that toy back in just so he could get dressed, but he was sure that'd be worth it later...
Eventually, he made it back to camp, dressed again and hair still damp from his dip in the lake. "So, what'd you find to fix up?"
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He reached into the cooler beside him and pulled out a little carton of orange juice and tossed it to Sam. "There's coffee if you want instant. I can heat up some more water."
Dean had a cup already. Not the greatest coffee in the world, but all the hot camping sex in the world wouldn't make him fun to be around without his daily dose of caffeine.
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Instant coffee wasn't all that great and he could do without a caffeine fix for now. He went to carefully settle beside Dean, shifting to get comfortable with the added pressure from the toy. At least the edge was pretty much taken off now and hopefully, he wouldn't be desperate enough to nearly maul his brother.
"So, any other plans for today?"
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"Nothing specific. Although, at some point, I believe I was promised some handcuff action," he teased.
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He looked down at that, snorted. "I guess you were, huh?" He looked over at him. "But after eating. I'm starving."
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After a minute, he got up to dish up the breakfast, handing Sam a plate before he sat back down with his own. He was starving, too. A man worked up an appetite teasing his brother senseless.
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"Oh, and the lake was even colder without another body to share it with, just so you know."
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He dug into his breakfast, enjoying the food and the nice day. Having a good looking, warm body next to him helped, too.
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It really was a nice day, tucked in close to Dean, finishing off his breakfast and, apparently, looking forward to another great day ahead of them.
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He sat back and let Sam finish eating, nuzzling lightly into his shoulder while he waited. No hurry. They had all the time in the world.
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They had other chores to do around camp, but yeah... they could wait for awhile. He wanted Dean pressed close to him in their sleeping bag again. "Bed's waiting..."
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Then he climbed in and waited for Sam to join him.
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"Mm, much better, huh?" And Dean was pretty warm to boot.
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He thumbed the control, turning the vibrator on to the lowest setting, to see what it would do while Sam slept.
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It didn't take long to figure out what he'd done and it was a little hard to be grumpy about the wake up call. He curled closer, pressing his face to Dean's neck. "Oh, god..."
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After a few minutes, he nudged his brother gently over onto his back. Snatched up the controller again as he slipped down Sam's body and wrapped his mouth around his brother's still soft cock, thumbing the vibrations up a little higher on the toy, curious to see how Sam would react.
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He gave a hazy smile, letting Dean nudge him over and squirming a little when it added extra pressure to the base of the toy. "Dean..." Fuck. He practically whimpered when Dean's mouth wrapped around his cock like that, tensing at the stronger vibrations.
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To that end, he pushed the controls up almost to the highest setting.
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