Spencer had reserved a VIP table right next to the action at the Pussy Whip Club. The stage had an impressive runway surrounded by lights with a pole at the end. The air smelled faintly of Omega slick sending a thrill through all the Alphas and Betas. The club was clean, the waiters delicious and the booze top shelf. As far as gentlemen clubs went it was pretty high class.

An ice cream blonde Beta by the name of Eloise wiggled out on stage. She wore a red sequin gown that accentuated all of her generous curves. The owner of the Pussy Whip Club, Eloise was well known to the men who frequented the place. A cheer went up for Eloise.

"Good evening gentlemen, welcome to the Pussy Whip Club. For you newbies to my establishment rest assured I have the prettiest, sexiest and most talented exotic dancers in a wide variety to cover everyone's tastes. Don't forget to show your appreciation for my lovelies by being generous."

Eloise left the stage. The lights slowly dimmed then they abruptly popped on again. There stood a baker's dozen of Omegas in a line wearing fantasy costumes. Benny nudged Castiel, "Damn look at that, there's a cheerleader, Cat woman, candy striper, cow girl-boy, a baby doll…"

Benny had him at cheerleader, that was one of Cas' fantasies.

"I Touch Myself" by the Divinyls cued the dancers into their smoking hot routine. One by one the strippers danced to the end of the runway working the pole like acrobatic experts. One exotic lovely flipped upside down flashing Cas and company almost all his goodies. Half way through the song the dancers went their own ways each targeting an Alpha or two while the regular dancers poured out on stage for the audience.

A doe eyed pretty boy with a shiny mane of chestnut hair crawled across the stage directly in front of Castiel and cooed, "Hi there gorgeous, you want a little candy?" He shimmied out of the cheerleader skirt and slithered off the stage.

Castiel, feeling funny in the groin area, stuttered, "I-I don't take candy from strangers."

The exotic dancer placed a bare foot with glitter plum painted toenails between the teacher's legs just inches from his crotch, "Mmm…well then let me introduce myself then, I'm Candy."

"Candy?"

A cherry sucker appeared from seemingly nowhere and Candy took a lick. "Yup, all the other good stripper names were taken."

"Oh my god…I feel weird. Where did that sucker come from? Maybe it was in his lady vault. My dick is twitching…stop it little Cas you damn traitor!"

Candy straddled Castiel's lap wrapping his arms around the teacher's neck, "A little birdie told me this is your bachelor party and hot daddy over there prepaid for a trip to the champagne room."

Spencer wiggled his eyebrows, "Go on Castiel live a little. After Dean squirts out that kid your life is over with."

"Dad, that's your grandkid."

"Ok that came out wrong; I meant you'll be really busy with no more time for fun."

Castiel pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head, "Dad…seriously just stop talking."

"It's just a lap dance son. Hell if you're too scared to get your denim covered trouser snake rubbed then at least talk to Candy. I paid for it and damn if you're going to waste my money. Maybe the little tart can give you some sex advice for your honeymoon."

Spencer hoisted his glass of scotch in the air, "A toast to life experiences." Spencer turned his attention back to the little ginger firecracker that was shaking his ass in Spencer's direction.

Candy tugged Cas to his feet gesturing toward the back, "Follow me blue eyes."

Cas pleaded, "Benny, Teddy, help me!"

Teddy was too busy staring at the strippers in a sort of creepy way. Benny advised his friend to have fun within reason then turned back to the stage holding up a wade of singles.

…

An hour into the bachelorette party Dean was surrounded by piles of torn wrapping paper and empty gift bags as he tore through the heap of presents on the table in front of him. Dean received soft bondage toys, a leather paddle and makeup, lingerie and gift cards. There was even a book called, "101 Ways to Please your Alpha" and a vibrator called a rabbit.

Dean shook it making the pearl beads rattle in the shaft, "What does this do?"

Cindy, a Beta friend of Scotty's took the vibrator from Dean and explained how the rabbit worked, "Stick it in your vagina. No lube needed since Omegas are naturally slick."

The young Omega rolled his eyes and the obvious explanation, "I get that part cause its shaped like a dick."

Cindy tapped the rabbit, "See the little bunny?"

Dean squinted to see the weird neon pink rabbit better, "Yeah, it's got a creepy smile."

"He tickles your clit. The rabbit is smiling because he enjoys it."

Dean, still an innocent in many ways said, "But I've got Cas for that."

Someone snorted. Scotty glared at the guests silently daring even one of them to laugh at Dean. He considered Dean as his charge even though Castiel filled the role of guardian for the Omega.

The hostess with the mostess stood and clapped his hands, "Ladies the food is ready, its time to stuff your pie holes."

Standing heads above the rest Scotty's appearance was a little intimidating to his friends even wearing a retro turquoise paisley pants suit that was painted on his lean, fit body. They fell in line like ducklings with Dean at the head of the line.

Dean was in hog heaven. The food was everything he asked for and there was even a table loaded with slices of pie in with too many flavors to count. He smiled up at his personal mentor Omega, "Scotty you rock!"

Scotty tweaked Dean's freckled nose, "I know."

…

Sam and Alfie had hidden themselves behind a couple dwarf banana trees to spy on the group. Sam almost gave them away during Cindy's explanation of the rabbit vibrator.

"Wow did you hear that?

Alfie pinched his arm, "Shhh…don't be gross."

Modified by seeing the weird vibrator and Sam's curiosity, Alfie covered his face, "I can't believe Dean is gonna put that in his muffin."

"No way, my brother wouldn't do that. I don't even want to think about Dean doing that, yuck. Wait…did you call his pie a muffin?"

"Did you just call it a pie?"

The boys broke into a fit of giggles almost giving away themselves away once again.

Sam's stomach rumbled as he eyed the spread, "I'm starving, let's sneak over and get something to eat."

"Yeah, all this talk about muffins and pie got me hungry Sam."

They crawled along the edge of the atrium and while the hens played yet another sex themed bachelorette game while drinking out of penis straws. Sam and Alfie reached up on the table blindly grabbing whatever was up there, they loading a couple plates with food then snuck right out the entrance with no one noticing but Dean.

"Ha! Sammy you sneaky little bitch." In loyal big brother fashion Dean didn't give them away.

When the doorbell rang the game of Sex Pun Bingo came to a halt. Javier winked at Dean, "I wonder who that could be?".

…..

Candy did a slow, seductive dance for Castiel. At one point the Omega lay back on a table and raised his legs in the air flashing Cas a glimpse of his party favor.

The Alpha was sporting a painful length of wood he had no way of relieving so he tried his best to think unsexy thoughts. "Benny nude…skid marks in undies…Dean's morning barfing…Dean's pregger farts against my belly when we're spooning…no wait…sometimes that's kinda sexy...I am so weird. Um…Principle Pendergrass in a bikini…"

That was the boner killer, the thought of hatchet faced Millie Pendergrass in a string bikini took the lead out of his pipe. "Candy…Candy stop."

The exotic dancer's gyrations came to an abrupt hault, he sat on the gilded table in front of Castiel and crossed his legs, "Am I not pleasing you?"

"No it's not that. You are very pleasing."

The Omega pouted, "I didn't even get to sit on your lap."

Castiel inwardly moaned like a horny beast at the thought but managed to maintain an outward air of composure, "I'd rather talk the rest of the hour if that's ok with you." He patted the couch then poured Candy a flute of champagne.

…

Javier walked into the atrium with a man dressed as a police officer. The hot cop in a too tight uniform pointed to Dean, held up a pair of handcuffs and said, "Dean Winchester, you are under arrest…"

Dean let out a fierce snarl and booked it for the exit. When the cop tried to block his path Dean grabbed an aluminum platter of shrimp and slammed it against the cops head.

"Stay the fuck away from me!"

The stripper fell to the floor, his good uniform covered in shrimp cocktail sauce.

Some of the guests sat in stunned silence, others screamed and some went to help the hot guy covered in cocktail shrimp. Just then a cowboy and a fireman walked in. Scotty grabbed Dean just as he was about to head out the exit, "Dean stop, he's not a real cop the guy is a stripper!"

Dean struggled like a cornered animal until Javier slapped him, "Snap out of it." Dean blinked a couple times then his shoulders slumped.

"I-I thought I was getting arrested." He looked over at the stripper now sitting on the couch with a baggie of ice on his head. Dean went over to the scowling Alpha, "I'm sorry man…I didn't know." Dean picked a cocktail shrimp off the guy's shirt and popped it in his mouth.

"Damn it kid you could have given me a concussion!"

"Sorry again, so what was I under arrest for?"

Ever the pro, the stripper stood up and pointed to Dean, "Dean Winchester you are under arrest for breaking the laws of nature. You are just too damn beautiful."

The Omega nodded in total agreement, "Cas says I'm beautiful." He hitched his thumb toward the cowboy and the fireman, "What do these guys got for me?"

…

Dean let out a whoop and clapped his hands when the cop ripped off his Velcro shirt exposing a lean, ripped and sun kissed body. The stripper had pierced nipples and Dean got a dick twitch just seeing the stainless bars through the dusky nubs. It was something he never thought an Alpha would have.

The Omega waved a dollar at him, "You're a dirty cop!"

"You ain't seen nothin' yet baby."

The fireman with the flowing Fabio hair strutted over to Dean sweeping him off his feet, "I'm here to quench the fire in your loins."

Dean let out some honest to goodness giggles, "I bet you got a big fire hose."

He rumbled in a voice almost as deep as Castiels, "Very big my pretty."

After a round of dirty dancing with the nearly naked fireman, the cowboy allowed Dean to mount him and ride around the atrium on his back. The teen yelled, "Save a horse, ride a cowboy!"

After all that he sat on the cowboy's nearly naked lap wiggling around making little happy sounds while the other two strippers entertained the others. The young Omega figured it was ok since the guy had on a g-string and he was wearing boxers and jeans.

Scotty watched with a smile. Dean was just a teenager cutting loose and having a crazy taste of freedom. Dean never experienced bonfires with friends nor had parties to sneak off to. By all accounts the kid had little if any childhood to speak of and so far his early teen years had been downright brutal except of course for Castiel and the Novak family.

The older Omega knew that Dean needed to build his very own memories apart from his past or time with Sam or Castiel. A year from now when the teenager was elbows deep in diapers and dishes Dean would always remember the day he saved a horse and rode a cowboy.

….

Castiel held up a wallet photo of Dean, "This is my beloved kitten. Dean is pregnant with my child."

Candy looked closer at the photo of the handsome, smirking teen in the picture, "Is this a school photo?"

"Yes."

"Don't you have anything more recent?"

The teacher blushed furiously, "This is recent. Dean is a student in my English class."

Candy let out a low whistle, "If I had a teacher that looked like you I'd bend over your desk quicker than you could say "sound pound". So Dean is how old?"

"Young, let's leave it at that."

The Omega held up his hands, "Hey no judgment here. You're giving an Omega a good life and you really love him so that's all that matters."

The Alpha answered defensively, "Dean loves me too. It's not a one way street and I'm not one of those Alphas that wants a trophy Omega. I'd rather be alone forever than to buy myself a mate."

Candy let out a delightfully musical laugh, "Have you looked in a mirror? Honey you would never have to buy anyone." He walked his manicured nails up a bicep and purred, "You are a gorgeous man."

Cas asked him a question that gave the exotic dancer pause for thought, "Do you like this life?"

"Sure, it's better than some and not as good as others but I'll take it. Eloise really does treat us well and doesn't take our tips. I think that's because she's a lady. Women are more understanding I think. Don't get me wrong, someday I'd like something better for me and my kid but for now exotic dancing keeps a decent roof over our heads and puts food on the table. Also I don't have to answer to any damn Alpha…no offense."

"You have a child?"

Candy hopped off the table and came back a few minutes later with a shoulder bag. He fished around and took out a photo, "My little guy Michael, he's six now…had him when I was thirteen. It's not been easy."

The affection in the Omega's voice touched Castiel. "He's a sweet looking child. I'm sorry you went through all that so young." He thought of Dean and felt a pang of guilt.

"You know how it is, when something bad happens but something good comes of it then your perspective changes. You think to yourself, what if it hadn't happened? What if I didn't have Michael…I can't imagine life without him. He is my little ray of sunshine."

Candy stood up and tugged Castiel to his feet, "We have fifteen minutes left. Why don't I spend it teaching you some moves to show off to your Omega. I bet you would be one hot stripper."

Cas let out a grunt when Candy backed into him, ass pressed against his crotch, "I already know how to dance."

"Exotic dancing?"

"Um…no not exactly."

The rest of the Alpha's time was spent grinding against a perky ass. Castiel wasn't sure what he learned exactly but he didn't object to the lesson or the teacher. When the fifteen minutes were up Candy shut off the music and tossed a dry towel to the sweaty Alpha, "Well this was fun." He took his finger and pressed it against the aching bulge in his client's jeans, "Sure you don't want a hand job for the road?"

"Oh my Christ yes, if I don't drain my blue balls I'm going to fall over dead."

"N-no thank you."

Candy popped the CD out of the stereo and set it on the table.

"Here Castiel, think of it as a wedding gift, it's my personal mix of music. Do a strip for Dean, I bet he'd love it. Your Omega is one lucky guy."

….

As the party wound down Dean received a text from Castiel.

"I miss you Kitten"

"Miss you too. Having fun?"

"Going for steak then coming home."

"Awesome"

"Love you"

"Love you too"

"Are you being good?"

"What do you consider good?"

"What does that mean Dean?!"

"LOL"*kissy face, heart, batting lashes*I'm a good boy.

*poop pile, laughing cat, snowman*

"Damn it! Sorry Dean, I'm not good at this emoji stuff I didn't mean to send that."

"I think I peed my pants laughing so hard!"

TBC

A/N- the bachelor/bachelorette chapter with finish up in the next posting.