Sam Winchester loved this job as he watched Dean learn how to walk in the knee-high platformed white boots. His brother-lover wore a tight neon green mini-dress with a white belt and cut-out sides, exposing his beautiful tanned flesh. The older hunter grumbled something about a tight leather thong and Sam's cock twitched under his jeans as he pulled Dean into him from behind, pressing his groin into the tight ass. Dean moaned, going over the Latin he needed to neutralize the cursed disco ball. The drag queen called the dancers to him, Dean strutting away as it was time.