Hi all. I'm sorry I forgot to ask this last time. Someone has asked me about fanart connected to this fic. Now I can't draw for love nor money but if there is anyone out there that can and wants to gives the pictures in this story a go give me a shout okay.
Now I would also like to thank CastiellaWinchester94 and Mummabro for their reviews as well as those of you who have followed and favoured this story since the last update.
So anyway her we go again. Enjoy.
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The party progressed as all good party's do with copious amounts of alcohol consumed by all. At the third bar Charlie and Jo produced, from where no really knows, a plastic tiara for the one of boys to wear claiming that one of them was going to have to be the hen. So this was how Dean ended up with not only a plastic tiara on his head but also a pink feather bower round his neck. And however many times he tried to ditch them he failed miserably. Castiel thought it was highly amusing and Sam spent most of his time with his camera out taking pictures to use as blackmail martial at a later date.
Once they had finished drinking in all the bars on Sam and Gabriel's list (and some that weren't) they made there way to the strip club. Once inside Ash, Chuck and Benny made a beeline for the bar and didn't move again, though they did watch the others, they were defiantly the most entertaining people in the place.
Gabriel dragged Cas to the front and Dean followed. (Ah Dean will follow Cas anywhere bless.) Sam was hoping to join the rest of the boys but Jess, Jo and Charlie where having none of that. So that is how the seven of them found themselves sitting in a booth near the front of the stage. Now Gabriel just had to activate the next part of his plan.
But first came more drinking. (what it's a stag party, drinking is kinda compulsory.) Sam spend most of the time with his hands over his eyes or looking at Jess. He didn't really feel the need to watch attractive mostly naked men gyrating to music. Jess on the other hand enjoyed the entertainment greatly and her and Jo started to discuss the merits of the performers. Sam was okay with that until they started to get Dean involved then he heard things come out of his brothers mouth that he never ever wanted to hear, "Hell yeah, I'd tap that." being the most frequent. Every time Dean said it, it caused Sam to turn and look at the man he was talking about before he realised what he was doing. (ah Sam. Its good for you. Builds character.) Charlie and Cas meanwhile were discussing the artistic merits of the men and Gabriel added the occasional not so helpful comment into their conversation.
And so the night progressed. Castiel thought it was going well until that was Gabriel and Sam disappeared only to come back a few minutes later with two male strippers in tow.
"Right then Dean-o time for your lap dance." Gabriel said smirking, not looking at Cas and gesturing to the man on his right who had dark hair and piecing brown eyes and a body of a Greek god.
"No." Castiel growled before Dean could say anything, making everyone turn to him. (Here we go with the jealousy. You got to love it.)
"No? Why not brother?" Gabriel asked innocently. (I think the innocent voice thing must be a family trait don't you?)
Castiel narrowed his eyes at his brother wanting to rip his head off for suggesting that that naked god go anywhere near his Dean. But before he could say anything Dean interrupted.
"Hey Gabriel, nice of you to offer but I don't really want a lap dance. Thanks." He said, looking at Cas and smiling. He had a feeling that he might be going though the same emotions as the man he loved soon enough as Gabriel had another man with him.
"Oh come on Dean, you've got to." Jo whined at him, finding his and Cas' behaviour hilarious.
"Yeah Dean you made me get one on my stag night." Sam interrupted. He might not want to be witness to this but he was going to make it happen.
"Wait what?" Jess screeched with fake indignantly at him making Sam go bright red and mumble incoherently while everyone else just laughed.
Castiel had sat though all these arguments and had come up with what he thought was a perfect solution.
"If Dean must have a lap dance. Then I'll give it to him." He spoke into the group and stood. Everyone except Dean tried to explain that wasn't now it worked. Dean on the other hand just nodded his head up and down repeatedly and made grabbing motions with his hands. After all who wouldn't want a lap dance from Castiel? (Very good question. I with you there Dean.)
Gabriel just rolled his eye but decided to admit defeat. He wasn't stupid enough to go against his brother on this. "Fine. So who's going to have this guy give them a lap dance? I've already paid for it." He said.
"You are." Castiel replied taking his eyes off of Dean for a minute to look smugly at his brother daring him to say no. (Yeah right like that's going to happen.)
"Fine, I'll get a lap dance." Gabriel replied, knowing this was Cas' revenge for him stealing his paintings. (see told you, you shouldn't of taken them my sweet.) He sat down and then turned to the other man he had brought over.
"oh Cassie, this one's for you." he said gesturing to the blond haired green eyed god.
"No way Gabriel. I'm giving Cas a special lap dance when we get home later." Dean said before anyone else could say anything.
At that Sam groaned. What was it about his brother and giving way too much information.
"Fine. I get it. So whose having this guy?" Gabriel asked in defeat, looking at the group. Dean looked at Cas smirked and turned to Gabriel. "Well seeing as your having a lap dance, it only seems fair that Sam gets one as well."
"NO!" Sam shouted trying very hard to run away but Jess and Jo grabbed him, refusing to let him go.
"Come honey. It'll be fun." Jess said smiling at her husband.
"No. It. Won't." Sam replied though gritted teeth.
"It will for us." Jo said butting in with amusement in her voice.
"No." Sam stated crossing his arms and glaring at Dean. There was no way in hell he was getting that lap dance.
Dean just rolled his eyes but decided he had probably tormented his brother enough. "Fine. Jo want a lap dance?" he shouted over at her.
"Hell yeah." ho replied excitedly.
Once the situation with the two strippers had been sorted out Dean had eyes only for Castiel. The most gorgeous man there. (Very true.) he couldn't wait for his lap dance. It wasn't something he ever expected his partner to do.
Castiel came over to Dean giving him his best come to bed eyes. (Which lets be honest are pretty damn great.) As soon as he had positioned himself over Dean he felt the other man's hands come up and take his hips. He slapped them away.
"Now Dean. You know the rules. No touching the dancers." He growled smiling evilly at what he was about to do to Dean.
Dean just groaned at that. How was he going to cope with Cas grind against him and not be able to touch? (I have no answer to that.)
Sam sat there and tried really hard not to watch what was going on but his eyes kept getting drawn to his brother and Cas. It was like when you drive by a car accident and you just can't help looking. The images from his brother getting a lap dance from his future husband seared themselves into his brain. There were some things you really didn't need visual aids to think about when it came to you brother. Or to be honest things you just shouldn't think about at all.
Once the lap dances had been completed. Gabriel actually found his rather entertaining not that he would tell Cas that. Castiel and Dean made a quick exit. (Hmm, I wonder why?) No one tried to stop them, and their brothers really tried very hard not to think about what they had gone to do. With the departure of the soon to be happy couple the rest of the party soon broke up. All journeying to their own homes, firmly in the belief that a good night had been had by all.
