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Adventures in Shopping

Chapter 10 – Dessert

Sam and Dean walked out of the dressing room. Sam was carrying the hangers, including an empty one and Dean had the garment counter. Returning to the desk Dean handled the helpful lady clerk the tag and she cast an eye over Sam's loot.

"Ah, ha, wearing the black ones, I see." She smiled and glanced up at Dean's face, then mentally stripped him down to the lacey panties. Dean felt a blush flow up his face to the tips of his ears.

Sam wrapped an arm over his brother's chest. "Yes, he looks so tasty I can barely wait to eat him up."

As Dean pushed the cart to check out, Sam walked behind with a hand on his ass, trying to get the denim jeans to slide over the hidden silk satin panties. Dean kept reaching back and batting Sam's hand off his ass, especially when he saw another shopper looking.

"Cut it out." Dean hissed. "Can't you wait until we get home?"

"Maybe, maybe not," Sam responded. "Do you have any idea how good you look? I want to see you spread out in our bed but just imagining it is getting me hard."

At checkout they unloaded their purchases but now another clerk put two and two together and snickered. His eyes landed on Dean and another mental strip tease took palace. "Well, well, well, aren't you two going to have fun?"

Dean grabbed their bags and stomped his way out of the store, Sam trailing behind. There was another quick grope while Dean was unlocking the car but again Dean smacked Sam's hands away. "No, you are not screwing me in another parking lot today. Keep your Godzilla hands off my ass."

"So grumpy," Sam fluttered his eye lashes. "How about some ice cream; would that make you easier to get along with?

Dean smiled like an angel. "What a great idea. Where's the nearest Baskin-Robbins?'

The bell rang as they entered the 31 Flavors ice cream store. Dean immediately started pacing the length of the counter, looking for the perfect flavor while Sam went directly to the clerk and placed an order. Finally Dean settled on a Rocky Road cone and Sam got a Daiquiri Ice.

"That's a strange flavor," Dean said in between wrapping his tongue around his cone, taking long sweeping licks. Sam's eyes were on every move Dean's tongue made and Dean knew exactly what his lover was thinking.

"Jesus, Sam. Why not just wave a sign saying 'lick my dick'", Dean snorted, forgetting they were the only customers in the store. A store clerk poked his head up from behind the counter to get another look at his gorgeous customers and perhaps spin a fantasy in his head.

Sam looked at the teenage clerk. "If you want the complete picture, just imagine him in black lace ladies panties."

The teenager looked like he was going to pass out.

"Shut up, Sam," Dean huffed. "The entire world doesn't have to know."

Dean went to the car while Sam went to pay for his order, facing the now recovered clerk. The teenager blushed as he gave Sam his change and accidently touched Sam's hand. Throwing caution to the winds the clerk whispered. "Thank you for that. I think you might have helped me decide what to do this weekend. Thank you." He turned and stared at his fellow clerk who appeared to be completely oblivious and most likely had no idea of what he was in for.

As Sam settled into the passenger seat, Dean noticed the freezer bag in Sam's hand. "What's in the bag, Sammy?"

"I got us some more pints of ice cream. I got flavors for us to test later." Sam ran a long finger down the side of Dean's face and then placed his hand on Dean's thigh. "I got Cherries Jubilee to spread over your nipples so they'll peak up for my tongue. I got Pralines 'n Cream to lick off your chilled lips. I got Very Berry Strawberry to eat off your ass cheeks once I strip those panties off."

"How fast can you get us home? I don't want the ice cream to melt."