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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"Mm..." He nuzzled his face against the other's chest, chuckling a little under his breath. He'd honestly-- been pretty nervous talking to Dean like this at first, embarrassed that he was just messing it all up, but... he seemed to enjoy it and that was encouragement enough.

"You know," he started, reaching for the other's hands to lightly pin by his head, looking down at him. "I kind of like hearing you beg too, Dean."

"Oh yeah?" He asked, smiling up at Sam with interest in his eyes. He licked his lips and rocked his hips up into him once again. "Gonna make me beg, Sammy?"

That was supposed to be his job today, but he was happy to let Sam take over if he had a notion to. Any time Sam wanted to exert his control was just fine with him.

He ground his own hips back against Dean's--knew that he'd told his brother to do whatever he wanted today, but he had a feeling he was just fine being on the receiving end right now too. He bit his lower lip, nudging Dean's legs further apart. "Have a feeling it won't be too hard to get you to, Dean."

He leaned in to nip his lower lip, giving it a light tug. "Going to make sure you don't forget one thing about this trip, you know..."

He moved his legs apart when Sam nudged them, happy to move however Sam wanted him to. He groaned softly, settling under Sam to be still. Anything his brother wanted. "Give me some credit, dude. Sometimes I hold out."

He smiled. "Never forget anything about you, Sammy."

He continued to roll his hips slowly against the other's, keeping the pace steady. "Think you can hold out for long now?"

He nuzzled under the other's jaw, kissing the skin there affectionately, kissing the touch of his lips as feather light as he could. Knew the attention to Dean's neck would get to him and he hoped his touch was just short of enough, teasing to get his brother worn down and craving more.

A shudder ran through him and he tugged lightly at Sam's hold on his wrists. Just to test his brother's hold. It gave him a little thrill to find the grip strong and tight. "Maybe not too long, but I'm definitely willing to give it a try..."

God, Sam knew every button to push and how to get him worked up. He arched his back and pressed up into Sam's touch, trying to encourage more. Those soft, feather-light touches were so teasing. He wanted so much more.

He made sure to keep a firm hold on Dean as he moved from the other's neck down his chest, tongue flicking out over his nipple. "God, you're so hot, Dean... swear I could spend all day finding new ways to make you squirm," he murmured against the other's skin, giving him a light nip.

He moaned loud and deep when Sam teased at his nipple. He twisted and squirmed a little in his brother's hold. If Sam liked the squirming, then there was no reason to hold back.

"You know I'll let you do anything." He looked down at Sam with hazy eyes and a wicked smile. "Turned into kind of a slut for my baby brother."

There was a soft growl at that before he gave a nip to the other's skin, lapping over the affected area, enjoying the squirming, the dirty talk a little more than he probably should. "That right?" He moved further down, kissing a trail down Dean's chest, over his stomach. "Like that too, you know. Love seeing how bad you want me, only me, Dean."

"That's right..." He groaned from deep in his chest, rocking up into Sam. He shuddered under his brother's lips and teeth. There would probably be marks and he was happy with that. "Only for you. Wouldn't want anyone else touching me. They would just be disappointing after I've been fucked by you."

There was a soft growl at those words and God--he'd give anything to just be fucking his brother after those words, but he was holding out as long as he could. His eyes darted up before he was back under cover of the sleeping bag, his mouth working down over Dean's abdomen to his hips to leave his marks behind there too.]

"Oh god, Sam." Dean's voice was soft and urgent. Part of him longed for the days when he could proudly hold out for hours before begging for sex, but the majority of him wanted Sam way too badly to worry about how easy it was for his little brother to get him panting and moaning under him.

Especially the growling. Holy fuck, that turned him on.

He was moving back up Dean's body slowly, moving to kiss him roughly before he let Dean's wrists loose. "Turn around, Dean. On your stomach."

He was pulling away to grab the lube... and a condom. Figured he could spare his brother some of the stickiness at least, considering they just had a cold bath today.

Dean wasn't thinking about anything but Sam and when his brother told him to turn over, he didn't waste a second doing exactly that. He was over on his stomach as soon as Sam pulled away. Shameless? A little, but for sex this good, he had no reason not to be.

He settled back over Dean, smiling a little bit. "You're eager," he teased lightly... he couldn't talk since he was too. He slicked his fingers up with the lube before reaching down to prepare the other, leaning in to kiss his shoulder blade lightly.

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