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More Movie Nights, Chapter 14

A/N: If you didn't get the movie in Chapter 13, I don't know what to say. Willy Wonka Between that one, Mary Poppins and Winnie the Pooh, I have been accused of destroying someone's childhood.

So now we are returning to the adult movies. Mb64 requested this one

Of All the Gin Joints

It was raining. Sam wandered the bunker, alone. Dean had gone out to buy some mysterious part for the Impala, Kevin had chased him out of the room because he was distracting him from his tablet work and Crawley was just, oh well, Crowley.

Sam was bored and restless. In a type of odd personality inversion he decided to drop into Ernie's Bar and mingle with the natives.

He hiked the half mile in the rain hoping it would wash the cobwebs out of his head. The only thing he could think of that would cheer him up was Dean and Dean was out wandering around in Happy Auto Parts Land.

He took his beer and retreated to a dark corner booth. As time went by he wasn't feeling a whole lot better and then the door opened and a beloved figure appeared. "Well", he thought to himself, "Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world he walks into mine."

He stood and waved at his brother.

Dean snagged a beer from the bar and strolled over to Sam's booth. "What'cha doin', little brother?" he drawled, working a little at being adorable.

Sam smiled, and patted the booth cushion "Come here, big brother." He raised his beer in a salute, "Here's looking at you, kid."

When Dean was safely beside him Sam leaned in and whispered;" Last night we said a great many things." Sam was referring to a particularly vigorous romp in their bed. "You said I was to do the thinking for both of us. Well, I say, let's take this party out to the car."

The brothers left the bar and once outside Sam saw that Dean had parked the Impala as usual, as far from the bar as possible without outright leaving the lot.

Dean reached for the driver's door. "No, no, no," Sam caroled. "Back seat. Pants off and brace yourself"

Two large men rattled the car getting their clothes off. Then Dean spoke.

"Play it, Sam. For old time's sake, play with it. Yes"