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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Since Dean hadn't mentioned taking the toy out, yeah... there'd always be later apparently. He tipped his head against Dean's, expression affectionate. "You've mentioned it a time or two, Dean..."

He rubbed his hands over the other's chest, breathed out a soft sigh. "You know, you're pretty hot yourself..."

Sam didn't seem to be unhappy with it there, so Dean wasn't in a hurry to remove it. For right now, he was just going to enjoy having Sam naked and in his lap. He smiled at the reply and nuzzled at his brother's neck. "Maybe just a little."

Sam sighed at the nuzzling, his arms settling around Dean's shoulders comfortably. "Love you, Dean..."

He was enjoying this too, being close to Dean, pressed skin to skin. "We should probably get up and take care of chores... think there are dishes that need to be washed and stuff."

"Love you, too, Sammy." He didn't want to move, but Sam was right. The sooner they got the boring stuff over with, the sooner they could get back to the better stuff. He nipped Sam's shoulder lightly and nodded. "Let's get it over with so I can focus on getting you naked again."

He smiled, kissing the other gently before he started to draw away from him to collect his clothes. Had to get dressed... "I'll handle the dishes since you cooked."

And that would hopefully be distracting enough from the way his thoughts kept wanting to wander thanks to that toy.

"Yeah? Thanks, Sammy." Dean smiled and unwrapped his arms from around Sam. "I'll grab us some more firewood and straighten up around the camp site. Need anything else?"

"Nah, I don't think so. Should be good, Dean." He moved off Dean's lap to grab his clothes and start slipping into them. Sure that toy would make something as dull as washing dishes interesting from the feel of it already.

"Awesome. Shouldn't take too long, then." Dean moved to get dressed, too. He smiled to himself as he slipped the remote into his pocket. He never knew when it might come in handy! Dean let Sam step out first, then followed after, zipping the tent behind them. Then he went for the hatchet to go look for more firewood.

While Dean handled the firewood, Sam had to get some water ready to handle the dishes. It wouldn't take too long to handle it and any other stuff that needed straightening up while he was around.

Dean paused to grin at Sam a moment before he left the camp. Reached into his jacket and pulled out the remote, turning it on and up one notch higher than the lowest setting. He set it down on one of the chairs beside the fire pit and then whistled to himself as he set off to find firewood.

It probably would be out of range while Sam was at the lake getting water, but it would be there when he got back.

Despite the way he had to be sure and move carefully, the trip to the lake and back for water actually wasn't bad. Liked being out here, really. He didn't notice anything until he'd made it back to camp with the water and the freaking toy was back in range of that remote.

He gasped, nearly spilling the water in the process when he tensed up, his spent cock twitching at the sensation. Oh, God... It didn't take long to see where Dean had stashed remote and he was torn between giving Dean an earful for his trouble whenever he got back with the firewood or... getting his brother back another way. Or at least teasing him in return for this. He put the water aside for now, chewing idly on his lip.

... Dishes could wait. Sam idly toyed with that remote and settled in the chair, wiggling his hips a little just to feel the toy shift. He idly turned the toy up, giving a soft groan as he kept an ear out for Dean.

Dean made quick work of the firewood. Or, as quick as he could. He was anxious to get back to camp and see what his little brother thought of the surprise he left. He grinned to himself as he carried his armload back toward their camp area.

He didn't hear anyone cussing his name, so he couldn't be in too much trouble, right?

Sam had been tempted to give a very indignant yell of Dean's name at first because of all the pranks Dean's pulled on him, that had been the one that got him most off guard. And one he couldn't quite hope to match.

He was sure though, that Dean probably expected to find him red-faced and thoroughly embarrassed by the time he got back... which he was kind of. He was actually very red-faced, but it was the principle of the thing that had him going one step bolder than his big brother.

He couldn't tease with the toy, but he could damn well tease visually and that's what had him undulating in the chair against the toy, pants pushed down and cock resting heavy against his stomach while he thumbed the controls on the remote, turning it up higher.

"Ohh..." He gasped and that was shortly followed by a deep moan. His eyes were shut, lips parted to pant and gasp in breaths. He wasn't sure if Dean would want to watch or join in the show, but either way, Sam still planned to tease plenty enough on his own.

The view from the treeline stopped him in his tracks and Dean just watched for a minute. He could feel himself getting hard inside his jeans as he listened to Sam moan and watched him grinding down on that toy. He'd expected to come back to some annoyed, exasperated looks. Not this.

This was so much better!

He walked into their camp and put the hatchet and firewood down carefully beside the fire. He walked over to stand beside Sam's chair and look down, watching his brother pleasure himself for a while.

He tilted his head back to watch Dean when he came over, biting at his lower lip. "You're a jerk, you know?" He managed, voice husky. "Should have known you'd get carried away with that remote, dude..."

He bit his lower lip, turning the toy up a little more, barely biting back a moan. "Been thinking of what I can do to get back at you..."

"Did not. I didn't leave it on high." He smiled, voice just as husky. One hand stroked through Sam's hair softly as he watched Sam turn it up even higher. His own cock jerked in response and Dean groaned softly.

"What did you come up with?" Dean asked as he moved around to the foot of the chair. He lifted Sam's feet gently and sat down astride the leg portion of the chair, letting Sam's legs rest on either hip. Close enough to touch if he wanted, but right now, he just watched.

"I bet you thought about it though, huh?" He smiled a little as he tipped back into those fingers through his hair.

He let Dean move his feet, scooting down just to close the distance some more. "Do you really want to know, Dean?" He squirmed again, letting out a breathy sigh as he let a hand trail down his own stomach, rub over his neglected cock.

"Yeah, I totally did."

He rested his hands on Sam's denim covered thighs, kneading them as his eyes stayed fixed on Sam's hand stroking himself. He nodded, licking his lips. "I really want to know."

"Figured you did..." Even more proof Dean was a jerk sometimes. He let his head tip back, eyes shutting as Dean kneaded his thighs like that. His fingers flexed tighter on his own cock, stroking faster. "Mm, thinking when it's my turn tomorrow, I'll show you what it feels like to be teased, Dean... When you were a girl, I already kept you from coming an entire night while I fucked you senseless, but not as a guy, huh?"

"Or I might just tie you down and see how many times I can get you to come before you're begging me to stop. That'd be pretty hot too, I figure." He reached out to press that controller back in Dean's hands. "So all I'm saying is, you better make today worth it because I'm not going easy tomorrow, Dean."

"Oh god, Sam." He was rock hard in his jeans, watching Sam jerking off and hearing the things his brother was saying. Every one of those options appealed to him. He'd let Sam do anything his brother wanted to do to him.

Dean reached out a hand to press into the base of the plug and rub it gently through Sam's jeans, moving the toy around inside his brother. His other hand took the remote and turned the vibrations up a little more. "I can't wait to find out what you decide to do to me, Sammy. I love all those ideas."

Sam let out a whimper, rolling his hips as Dean toyed with him, moved that toy inside of him like that, turned up the vibrations. God, he wasn't going to last much longer. "You're not going to be disappointed, dude... going to drive you crazy tomorrow."

He looked between them, eyeing the bulge in his brother's jeans for a moment before looking up. "Dean-- do you want to fuck me? Or do you want me to come like this, with you-- with you fucking me with that toy? You're going to have to tell me soon... getting so close." And yeah, okay, today was still Dean's day. Sam would be fair here.

"I never am disappointed." Not with Sam.

He smiled at the question and kept pushing and shifting the toy inside Sam. "Come like this. I want to watch you. Don't hold back, Sammy. Show me how good it is."

He smiled at that, reaching up with his free hand to draw his brother in for a kiss, rough and heated. He let it muffle a moan as Dean kept moving that toy inside of him, pressing it against all the best places. He let out a soft cry when Dean moved it just right, making his whole body give a jolt. "Oh, God--it feels so good, Dean... even better when you're moving it just like that..."

He kept rocking his hips, a little more desperately as he covered Dean's hand that held the remote, tried to get him to turn the speed up even more. "Up... God, please, more. Almost there, Dean."

When Sam reacted like that, Dean smiled and kept that motion up. Anything to see Sam panting and writhing like that. At his brother's urging, he turned the toy all the way up. God, this was one of the sexiest things he'd ever seen. "C'mon, Sammy. God, you're so fucking hot like this. I could almost come just watching you."

God, it was hard to keep quiet like this, when the vibrations were bordering on too much, making him curl into himself as his body tensed and trembled. It was too hard and he didn't even bother trying to hold back the whimpers and the cries. His heart was pounding in his chest and he felt overheated, half crazy with the sharp vibrations against his prostate, with the filthy things coming out of Dean's mouth. He didn't need to stroke himself off to finish really, he could have come just from the toy and just from Dean.

He practically cried out as he came, head falling back and his body tensing up, arching under Dean as he spilled himself against his fingers, felt the warm spurts on his stomach. "Oh, fuck-- fuck, Dean--! Please... oh--"

God.

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