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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"Mm, maybe. Those handcuffs too, maybe. We'll see." He let out a soft noise when Dean's hand returned to the base of that toy, bringing a hand up to push through his hair gently, guiding him in for a kiss.

"You got some more ideas for today, dude? You better make the dip in the lake I'll probably have to take again later worth it." He teased lightly, smiling.

"Hey, you're lucky I swallow or you'd need that dip now," he teased back after the kiss. He nipped down the side of Sam's neck lightly. "I'm still planning to marshmallow you. I wanna find out what you taste like when I go down on you with marshmallow goo all over your cock."

"Suppose we should do that before it gets cold tonight, so you can wash off in not completely icy water, huh?"

He laughed, tipping his head to the side, hands rubbing over his back. "I'd prefer it if you did... And this time, you're coming with me, dude. I'm not freezing alone."

He's learned his lesson after today. Besides, it was a lot more fun to wash up when Dean was with him in general.

"Fair enough. Any time I get you naked it a-okay with me." He lapped at Sam's neck with long, slow swipes of his tongue. His hands roamed over Sam's chest and stomach. "Any requests before I decide what else to torment you with today?"

"That's all it takes, huh? Me naked?" Dean was giving him quite a few useful tricks to use later. He pressed into those hands soothingly, breathing out a soft sigh.

"Think we should maybe make use of those chairs again tonight..."

"I'm a man of simple needs. Just need you."

He grinned at that request and nodded, nibbling more at Sam's neck. "We can do that. Maybe I'll ride you, this time?"

He lifted a hand to rest at the back of Dean's head at that comment, his other arm coming around his brother's shoulders. "Well, you got me..."

He sighed out softly, contented. "Mhm... think I like that idea a lot, Dean."

"Good. Better not lose you. I'd be lost." He leaned back and smiled down at Sam. Brushed a light kiss over his lips. Rocked his hips to grind his still hard cock against his brother's hip. "Me too. Until then, though, I was thinking you might suck me off now... since it's my day to have you any way I like." He grinned.

"You're not gonna lose me, Dean..." His tone was soft, reassuring. When Dean rocked into him, he pushed up against him to add a little more pressure against his brother's cock. He smiled and nudged at him to lay back. "Lay back for me, Dean."

Dean kissed him long and deep. Then he rolled onto his back as requested. He tangled a hand in Sam's hair and ran his fingers through it lightly. He made sure that his legs were spread far enough apart to give Sam plenty of room. "Love you."

He followed Dean, settling between his legs with a soft smile up at him. "I love you too, Dean..." They didn't really need to say those words--he knew how Dean felt about him and he knew that was mutual... but they were nice to hear anyway, nice to know Dean still really wanted this... and that was a good thing-- because Sam still needed it too.

He leaned in to press a kiss to the center of his chest, slowly working his way down. "Always want you so much..."

Never in a million years did Dean think he'd ever get used to saying those words to anyone. With Sam, though, they just rolled off his tongue. Felt right.

"You always get me, too." He smiled down at his brother, running his fingers through his hair again. "I'm easy for my little brother."

Sam was about to tease that he'd always been kind of easy, but what Dean got instead was a happy, pleased little look as he nuzzled briefly into his brother's stomach. "Guess I'm pretty easy for you too, huh?"

He finally wrapped his hand around the base of the other's cock and slowly took the head into his mouth, tongue swirling around it, pleased little noise escaping him around the sensitive flesh.

"We work out well together, that way." He chuckled softly. Then he moaned when Sam took him into his mouth, shuddering at the sounds Sam made as he started working on him. He fought the urge to buck his hips and stayed still to let Sam move at his own pace.

He took Dean in deeper, his tongue working over the other's length as he descended, teasing at every sensitive area he could remember. He moved his hand over what he couldn't take in.

Dean's hand reached down to stroke Sam's hair lightly. His other arm propped himself up on his elbow to look down and watch Sam work. His brother was getting so good at this. "Feels good, Sammy. And you look so good right now. So fucking hot."

His eyes darted up to the other's face at those words, sucking harder on him, taking him deeper in response. Maybe Dean wasn't the only one looking up stuff on that laptop, but that shouldn't be too much of a surprise. Sam was a firm believer of research.

He grinned down at Sam and kept stroking his hair. Tricky. No wonder he loved him. Dean figured Sam would die of embarrassment looking up sex tips online. His brother kept surprising him.

It was for the good... of their sex lives. He could totally handle looking up sex tips for that--though at least he knew to clear the history after. He let his eyes drift shut as Dean's fingers kept moving through his hair, just focusing on his brother.

Dean definitely wasn't going to complain. Maybe he'd ask for tips later and see if Sam turned red or not. He thought Sam was sexy when he blushed, anyway. His head tipped back a moment, eyes sliding closed as he let himself enjoy the warm, skilled mouth working over his cock. His hand kept moving on Sam's hair and he made encouraging sounds, hips shifting ever so slightly.

And he probably would turn red, yeah. Having his big brother's cock as far in his mouth as he could stand it with a toy shoved up in him was something he could do entirely straight faced, but Dean could always find ways to get him squirming and blushing as well as he ever could. Right now though, he was giving Dean's hips a little pressure with his other hand, encouraging him to move if he wanted.

His head rolled back to look down at Sam when he felt that encouragement to move. He very slowly rolled his hips a little, pushing just a little bit deeper into Sam's mouth. A long, slow groan bubbled up from his chest and his fingers tightened a little in Sam's hair. So good.

"Would you be able to concentrate if I turned the vibrator on, right now?" He asked, grinning a little wickedly down at his brother.

Sam's own eyes drifted open at the question, dark and wide as he moaned around Dean, reluctant to pull away when he had Dean rolling into his mouth like that, holding onto his hair. Wasn't going to tell Dean not to, if that's what he wanted, but God he had a feeling he'd be half out of his mind by the end of all this. In the best possible ways at least.

"Pinch me or something if you want it to stop," he panted softly, lying back and reaching for the remote. He looked down the length of his body at Sam and turned the vibration on low.

Sam paused over Dean as those vibrations kicked in, eyes fluttering shut as he gave him a moment to adjust before working his tongue over him again, sucking harder over Dean. He let out a low groan.

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