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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Dean leaned back when Sam was clean and smiled up at him. Loved the way Sam's hands moved in his hair like that. He especially loved that look in his brother's eye. Hazy, content, a little bit wicked.

"How would you like to do that, Sammy? Your choice for right now."

Sam felt so boneless and sated, eyes half-shut. He rolled his hips a little again, sighed. "How about you take that toy out and fuck me?" His fingers curled on that amulet, giving it a tug to get him in closer.

"Good as that toy feels, it never compares to feeling you inside of me, Dean." Didn't think he'd be getting hard again this soon, but that didn't matter. "But it does keep me ready for you, big brother... stretched and aching just for you, wishing it was you filling me up."

The tug on the amulet pulled him down and he kissed Sam eagerly, hands wandering over his body. When they reached his hips, he took hold of Sam's jeans and started pulling them the rest of the way down. Far be it for Dean to refuse Sam sex when he wanted it.

"God," he leaned down to growl against Sam's ear. "It will never stop going right to my cock when you say 'big brother' like that. Makes me wanna fuck you until you beg for more."

Sam returned the kiss with a pleased moan, lifting his hips to help Dean get his jeans off, kicking them off the rest of the way. He shivered at the way he spoke right against his ear, nails raking slightly. "Yeah?" He arched against Dean, reaching between them to undo his jeans. "So do it. God, you don't know how much I want you, Dean, how much I want you to fuck me right now until I can't even think anymore, until all I can focus on is how my big brother's cock is buried as deep inside me as it'll go."

His hand slipped between Sam's legs to start working that toy out as quickly as he could without hurting Sam. God, he wanted to get inside Sam. Five minutes ago. He groaned at Sam's words. "Give you anything you ask for, Sammy."

Once the toy was out, Dean pushed in with one fast, smooth stroke. He settled himself on top of Sam and without hesitation, started thrusting into him fast and hard. His hands gripped the sides of the chair tightly, face pressed in against Sam's neck as he panted his brother's name again and again.

Sam bit at his lower lip when Dean's hand went to work that toy out of him, head falling back when he was left feeling strangely--empty. Not that he was like that for long.

Dean was pushing in fast soon enough, drawing out a gasp and making him arch against Dean. "Fuck--" His hands came up to hold on tight to Dean's shoulders, legs wrapping around him as Dean pounded into him hard and fast. "Dean... God, yes." He groaned despite himself, arched beneath his brother.

"Dean--love you. God, I love you."

"Love you," he panted as his body worked on top of Sam, hips hammering into his brother, going hard and deep just like Sam asked. He groaned from deep in his chest. Loved the way Sam wrapped around him, holding on tight.

"This what you want, Sammy?" He managed to groan between gasping breaths. "Me fucking my little brother like nobody else can? Like nobody else is ever gonna."

Sam's fingers dug into Dean's back, blunt nails raking at the skin there as he held on. God, he couldn't even focus on anything besides the way Dean pounded into him, the way his cock stretched and filled him in a way entirely different from the toy. He was gasping and panting, small groans leaving him.

He moaned at Dean's words, tipping his head back to meet his eyes, expression twisting up a little, but far from anything like pain. God, even if he wasn't hard, it was worth it, it was amazing to feel Dean, to watch his brother take him like that and feel it. "Yes... oh, God, Dean." He shuddered, biting at his lower lip.

"Please... yours, Dean... how's that feel--knowing I'm all yours?" He managed, leaning up to press his lips to the other's ear. "Knowing you can do whatever you want to me, whatever filthy, nasty things you want, and I'll love it because it's my big brother doing it... how's that feel?" He nipped at his earlobe.

"And then to know I'm gonna turn around and do whatever I want back to you because you're mine... all mine and I won't let you go."

Dean let go of the chair and wrapped his arms tight around Sam, keeping him close. Moaned loudly when his little brother started talking dirty right up against his ear. His body was moving on auto-pilot, pounding into Sam desperately as the heat started to build inside him.

"Nothing... nothing feels better. Has ever felt better. Nothing ever will." He groaned, shuddering at the nip and pushing in harder. "Can have me any way you want. On my stomach, on my back, on my knees, tied up. Belong to you completely."

He groaned deeply at that, bucking up against his brother as he kept pounding into him. Fuck--he was going to feel this for days and he kind of liked it. He gasped against Dean's ear, groaning at those words. "I know... oh, God, I know. You can have me-- you can have me anyway you want too, you know? Let you do whatever you want to me, Dean..."

He nipping at him again. "Getting close, Dean? Want to feel you coming in me... want to feel you marking me too."

"So close," he breathed. His teeth scraped across Sam's skin, sucking and kissing the spot urgently. If Sam wanted marks, he'd be glad to give them to him.

When he came, his hips jerked erratically against Sam, unable to hold onto the smooth, steady motion. His body wanted that feeling and would chase it any way it could.

"Dean--" He was panting the other's name, tilting his head aside for the other's teeth and mouth to work over him. his eyes were shut tight as Dean kept thrusting into him, hips jerking and drawing out a deep groan. His hold on Dean relaxed a little, soothing a hand over his back.

"Mm..."

Dean settled slowly. He rested against Sam and breathed slow and deep, trying to get back under control. His whole body shook with the aftershocks.

The hands on his back made him smile. "Anything I want, huh?" His voice was lazy and content. Man he felt good.

"Anything," he murmured, looking down at Dean hazily. His hands continued to rub over the other's back affectionately, keeping Dean close. "Already getting ideas, dude?"

"Not quite yet. Still catchin' my breath." He chuckled and nuzzled at his brother, sighing happily. "Give me a few minutes and I will," he teased.

"I might need more than a few minutes, dude," he teased, head tipping back against the chair. His hands stilled over Dean, just holding him there. "And I should really get on the dishes someone distracted me from..."

"I was helping you learn to multi-task, dude." When Dean left that remote behind, he didn't imagine it would start something like this. He was kinda thrilled, though. Loved it when Sam got a little dirty. "But, I'll move. In a minute." Too comfortable to move just yet.

"Mm... bet you're glad I got distracted now though." he turned his head, kissing his temple lightly. "Going to need to wash up again too..." He totally didn't want to do that though.

"Oh, yeah. Definitely." Dean chuckled at the note of dread in Sam's voice when he mentioned washing up again. "You want some company, since I was the one who got you all sticky again...?"

"Definitely." He nodded. No way was he going alone this time--and it was kind of Dean's fault he had to go again anyway. Not that he was complaining about that... "Next time we go on a trip somewhere, maybe it should be a place with hot showers available, dude. I mean, I'm having fun here, but the way we've been doing this... and the way we keep forgetting the condoms--" Well, it wasn't going to be good if one of them froze something important off.

"Mmm... next time, I promise. We'll vacation somewhere with showers." They could invest in a solar shower for camping, but given the way they went at it, one shower a day wasn't really enough. "You realize this means next time we go to Disney, right?"

"Disney?" he laughed before he just nodded. "Fine, dude. Disney, it is. Even though I'm kinda worried a goal of yours will be to get a Disney Princess into a threesome."

"Mmmmmm... Ariel. Dude, if I could bag us a princess, you know you'd be excited." He pinched his brother's side gently, playfully. "Unless there's a princess you'd prefer over the stunning redhead?"

He covered his face with a hand, rubbing it over it half out of exasperation and half to hide the amused smile gracing his lips, squirming a little at the pinching. "I've never put that much thought into which Disney princess I'd have sex with, dude. That is all your territory there."

"Now's the time to think about it, Sammy!" Dean told him cheerfully. "C'mon. Humor me. Any Disney chick."

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