onlytobenormal | camping trip

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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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.

Dean watched him, moaning right along with his brother. When Sam started to come down from his orgasm, he thumbed the dial on the remote down slowly until it was off. "That was amazing, Sam. God, you look good right now, all sweaty and sticky. Panting like that."

Dean bent down over Sam and started to lick at Sam's fingers while they were still wrapped around his cock.

His hips kept rolling slightly before he relaxed entirely, body still trembling a little bit. He licked his lips absently, letting out a soft sigh as Dean licked over his fingers, cleaned him. "Oh, God, Dean..."

He smiled a little bit, watching Dean through hazy eyes. "That was so good, Dean..."

"It was incredible. Always love watching you get off like that." He answered before he continued licking Sam clean. He was still hard and aching, but for right now, he was happy to just be where he was.

He smiled hazily at that, bringing his hands through Dean's hair as he cleaned him off. He just took the moment to enjoy the attention, catch his breath before looking back down at his brother. "Mm, want to take care of you, Dean..."

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