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Chapter 194 Golf

An hour later they were wondering around Palacio de Gobierno doing the tourist slow walk and taking photos.
"Do you feel out of place? I for one am not wearing a fruit salad shirt and shorts." Dean said softly.
"I agree. I might take my jacket off but that will be as far as I go. And those shoes? Weird." Sam joked.
Dean nodded laughing along. "And what's with the selfies?"
"They look like dicks." Sam laughed, leading them away from the small groups here and there.

Dean occasionally took Sam's hand but it was very quiet.
"Hey, Dean?"
Dean squeezed Sam's hand.
"Do you have any idea what the gay stance is here?"
Dean squinted at Sam. "No idea, why? Oh, I get it. Going on what we've seen so far I'm guessing the religion is Catholic. As long as we don't flaunt it too much we should be right."
"So, quiet touristy spots?" Sam wriggled their hands with a smile.

Close to lunchtime they stopped at a nearby restaurant and had the local cuisine before heading back to the hotel. They lay on the bed watching a movie after lunch waiting for Bobby's contact to call. Dean very slowly stripped Sam to his boxers when the phone finally rang.
Dean picked up the receiver and a notepad. Pete was down to business quickly, keeping him on the phone less than a minute.
"So, trusting soul, Pete, gave us coordinates." Dean showed Sam the pad.
"Hmm, okay, and chatty as well." Sam opened his laptop quickly coming up with a location. "It's a golf course here in Chihuahua. To be exact I think it's the ninth fairway. Huh."
"Did I get them wrong?"
"The numbers are how he said them. I heard from over here."
"Well, it's not like I can call him back." Dean sighed.
"So, 10 tonight."
"Yeah. I guess we've meet in weirder places. Want a nap now in case it's a late night?"

Sam sighed, he felt oddly content and wide awake. "We should I guess."
"What if we do what I was planning tonight now so it doesn't matter we are not here later?"
"You had plans?"
"You didn't?"
"Kinda."
Dean grinned. "You wanna go first?"
"I'm intrigued, it's all yours." Sam raised his hand out, palm to the sky.
"I was going to say strip off but I've done that. My turn then I'll borrow some of that massage lotion."
Sam grinned as he fetched the lotion and lay on the bed. Dean was soon naked, flipping Sam over to his front.
"It won't be as good as what you can do but I want to give it a go."
Sam lay relaxed on the bed as Dean started softly then pressed harder. Sam found himself enjoying the harder rub. Was he a masochist? But then Dean's massage was between pain and firm. Sam breathed in a lungful of air then breathed it out slowly loving the firmness. He was even going past hard and loving the motion on the bed before Dean flipped him over effortlessly.

Dean started on the other side using the same pressure. Dean crouched over Sam's hip which had their balls knocking softly together. Sam was starting to throb when Dean hopped off and raised Sam's legs over his head and pillows under Sam's head seemingly in one motion. Sam found his dick on his lips and he sucked it in assuming Dean would join him as he had before. There was a sudden slipperiness at his entrance and looked up to see Dean licking him there. It wasn't gentle licking it was rough insistent licking. Sam almost forgot how to suck when Dean pushed a finger in to join his tongue. Dean slipped his finger in and out taking Sam's pleasure to a different level. He felt on the edge but happy to stay there. Dean's dick came into play and Sam didn't know how Dean was doing it but his dick was moving slowly around the entrance then jabbing in and out. At first it was gentle but then it became harder and faster, then slowed right down and come was flowing down Sam's dick to his mouth.

Sam lapped the come off his own dick coming himself slowly to join it. Sam licked himself dry then was suddenly laying back on the bed at full length. He looked for Dean and he was suddenly there kissing him deeply and sharing what was left in his mouth.
"Mmmm." Sam hummed as they ended the kiss with a pop.
Dean groaned softly into Sam's shoulder as they clung together.
The silence went for several minutes peacefully before Sam had the brain cells to speak.
"So, that was fantastic," his voice soft, "and unexpected."
"Too much?" Dean whispered.
"Hell, no. I loved it. Where did you..how did you?"
"You can find out when you do it."
"Fuck, yes."
They breathed into each other's neck for a few minutes before Sam spoke again. "Did you have your dick in?"
"Just the tip. I thought that might be a good place to start."
"I am so looking forward to the real thing. Thanks for doing it. I feel ready."
"I've gotta say, that was awesome. I think Im getting my head around it. Next time we get the chance I'll get you to do that on me so we are both prepared to go further."Dean was thinking out loud.
"Awesome."
"That's my line."
"I think I'll be saying that a lot more. Let's have a sleep. Who knows what's going to happen tonight." Sam set his watch alarm then settled back to find Dean already asleep. Sam tossed the bedclothes over them and joined him.

A few minutes to 10pm found them at the golf course near the fairway. Dean could see why he picked this area of the course as there were trees beside the fairway as it rounded a bend, giving a semi private feel. Dean led the way, keeping close to the tree line. There was a massive willow tree and a man standing beside it dressed in golf clothes. Dean pulled Sam behind a tree and pressed steel in his hand. Sam looked down to see the demon killing blade. He gave the how and why gesture to Dean but he just shrugged and let an angel blade drop from his sleeve. Dean stepped out from the darkness startling the man.

When he recovered he beckoned them under the large tree where a devils trap lay on the ground in glow in the dark paint. Pete had them walk across to the middle of the trap where they did the standard tests all round.
"Okay guys, glad to meet you."
They shook hands and introduced each other.
"So, Bobby recommended you for help on this job. So far as we can tell, there is some activity down south, but a couple of demons were followed this far north. We've been following them around. We don't know what they are doing or planning." The man had a strong Texas accent. He was very similar to Dean in size but with a large moustache.
"So where do you stand now? Have you planned a next step?" Dean asked.
"More interrogation, I guess. I have two local hunters helping me but its slow going."
"You're interrogating a demon?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, we finally caught one early this morning." Pete put his hands on his hips.
"Does Bobby know?" Dean asked.
"Not yet. We caught it this morning but we've worked all day just to lock it away in a secure location. I can tell you it's been hard work. None of us have any experience with actual demons so we are going with Bobby's instructions on what to do if we got one."

Dean scratched the top of his head then raised his eyebrow at Sam who nodded softly. "So where is it? We can help."
"Cementerio de Dolores. It's the best we could come up with. There is a big crypt there so we have it on a trap like this one. Any help you could give us would be great." Pete was big at talking with his hands.
"Well, okay we can meet you there. Why are we meeting here?" Sam asked.
"I've worked with enough hunters to know to meet on neutral ground, plus I kind of got caught with my pants down." He indicated his clothing. "Its my club so I just had dinner waiting for you."
Dean smiled shaking his head. They could have meet at the crypt and saved the theatrics.

Sam opened his phone. "Show me where."
"Back down Camino…" Pete pointed toward the road.
"No, I mean where in the cemetery, it's pretty big."
"Oh yeah." Pete pointed at the map Sam showed him. "Meet you on this section of the road, the crypt is here. You want to follow so we can go in together? Just so the others don't freak out."
"Can do. Where are you parked?" Dean was ready to get going.
"In the car park. Do you want to meet there?"
"See you in a few."

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