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At the Library, Part 2

Following along in the Spirit of the Haircut and Laundry stories, Dominant Sam, Submissive Dean

"I think I scared your boyfriend off." Sam looked down the aisle where the Librarian had disappeared.

"He's not my boyfriend, you dork." Dean straightened and scowled at Sam.

"Name calling, now," Sam squeezed Dean's face and made fish lips. "You looking for trouble?"

"I don't have to look for it," Dean jerked his head back out of Sam's hand.

"You're around all the time."

"Oh, great," Sam said. "He's back, and he brought a friend."

Dean looked down the aisle. The Librarian dude was back and he brought with him a timid looking girl in glasses. Dean thought that they both should have 'Sexually Repressed Pervert' tattooed on their foreheads.

San snickered and striped Dean's shirts off roughly; unzipped his jeans and pushed them down. He then wrapped his arms under Dean's and gripped Dean's shoulders. Turning his brother Sam exposed him to the gawkers.

"You want to come and touch him?" Sam suggested and pushed Dean's hips forward with his knee. "It's alright. He's mine. "

The girl came over first and ran her cold little fingers around his nipples and pinched. The dude came after her and went straight for his dick. He dropped to his knees, held it and ran his tongue up the vein.

Sam leaned in and started licking and sucking his neck and ear.

Assaulted in three directions at once, Dean's knees almost gave out.

He tried to push away from his brother but Sam held on tight.

"You're mine and I'll do whatever I like to you. Teach you to call me names"

For attention like this, Dean thought, I'll call him every name in the book.