(Add to 'son of the pheonix' as Halloween special chapter)
'The bar is crowded. This was Dean's first time at this bar. Not that he wasn't gay, he just hadn't been there yet. "So this is the famous 'Pull My Tail' party…that explains a lot." Dean said looking around at the myriad of costumes. Mice, cats, dogs, horses, even a weird goat thing…all had one thing in common, they had tails. Even the waiters had tails. The employees were in full costume, too. Their tails prominently flowing behind them. The music was loud but seemed muted by the loud conversations that filled the room. The clinking of glass and wood joined the rest of the sounds.
The smell of cologne, sweat, alcohol, and, holy hell, the musky scent of sexy man!, filled their senses.
Yep, this was a gay bar, folks…that proved it.
Not that the nearly hundred men crowding into it didn't already give that fact away.
Dean and Brent found a free table to sit at and looked around for prospects. About then, their waiter came by and asked, "What can I get you?"
Dean was the first to look at the man. And he simultaneously forgot to breathe and got hard as steel. His hand itched to grab that ass…no, tail…yeah, he wanted to grab that tail and run off with the hunk. Uh huh.
"Two beers, non-alcoholic." Dean said staring into his sexy hazel eyes.
"Cool…" Sam said winking at him and smiling. "I'm Sam, by the way. Got a name, handsome?" He asked looking at Dean still.
"Dean." Dean said shaking his hand and running a thumb over the soft skin of it. Not letting go and not knowing why he should have to.
"Dean…I kind of need my hand back. That is if you want that drink." Sam teased him. His hand not pulling out either. A shiver of lust running from one man to the other and back again. "I won't be gone that long, gorgeous…and all you have to do to guarantee I'm available later is to…pull my tail." Sam said as his eyes slid to his tail. "You pull it and I go home with you…or wherever you choose for us to go. And all you have to do…is pull my tail…if you're interested. I know I am." He went to go and felt a tug on his tail. Turning with a grin, he saw Dean's hand wrapped around it. Stroking up and down it like he was trying to stroke him personally. "Hmmm…" Sam smirked. "Getting some ideas, baby?"
"I pulled your tail." Dean said with a leer at his leather-vested chest glistening with glitter and wet with what he suspected was sprayed on water to make it look slightly wet and sexy. His lycra pants fit every bump and curve, accentuating everything. Especially his perfect ass and massive hard-on gloriously standing out against the stretchy fabric.
"Guess that means I have to go home with you then…" Sam teased him as he gently pulled away and let Dean slide his hand slowly down his tail with a happy grin.
"Yeah, you do." Dean said huskily. Sam tugged on where his tail hooked to a leather belt around his waist and they heard the soft Velcro rip. Sam gave him his tail and sashayed off. Oh, so that's what happened when you pulled on someone's tail. You claimed them for the night and they gave you the tail to hold. No tail meant that person was taken. Good to know. Personally he was very pleased with his conquest. Looking at Brent, Dean smirked silently.
"Yeah, I got it. You got our hot waiter. Lucky bastard." Brent grumbled and looked around. He spotted a hot blond mouse waiter and waved him over, noticing he still had his tail. "Hey, you free for the night?" He asked the man.
"Yeah, but I won't be if you pull my tail." The man said with a leer at his captor. Brent had already snagged his furry gray tail and tugged by then. "I like you, you're hot. Pull it harder." He said with a wink and with a hard pull it came free, the Velcro tugging off, and he was the new proud owner of the man's mouse tail. "See you later, gorgeous…"
Brent smiled at Dean who shrugged, his eyes locked on Sam as he bent over the bar to grab another tray. The fabric cupping his ass like a lover's touch. "I see you like this party, buddy."
"Yeah, I really do." Dean said. Sam was the sexiest thing in the room, he wondered why no one had grabbed that sexy tail before him. "Wonder why no one grabbed his tail before me…" He wondered out loud. Brent shook his head and pointed to a sign by the bar.
'No pulling or taking someone's tail without consent from the owner first. Ask before you pull it, they may not be interested in you. Make sure first or their tail is not yours.'It said. 'This is not a slave thing, do not assume because you have their tail, they can't back out of it or change their minds and ask for their tails back. Because they can. That is their Right. Also, you can have multiple tail pullers, if they all grab it at once and you approve of them having you for the night. You can pick if you like certain ones and tell the others no thank you. Any one that harasses an unwilling person's tail will be ejected from the bar and the tails they took will be returned to their owners. Anyone feeling harassed or threatened are encouraged to report it to the bartender and the staff on site, they will make sure they will be dealt with accordingly. We do have private security available as well if you need to report an incident or need protection. Please refrain from graphic sexual displays during this event, as it encourages rowdy behavior and unwanted attention to yourselves. But some affectionate displays without sex are allowed and encouraged.'
"You have to speak with them first and get permission to take their tails." Brent said with a grin. "Most don't say no though…some are pickier. I like it. An easier way to pick up men…cool."
"Yeah, I'd never have thought of that as a way to pick up a guy…I like this approach." Dean said and slid fingers along Sam's furry tail he held. "I take it we give it back later…"
"Yeah, before we leave with them. We return the tails and hook them back onto them. Then we hold the tails as we leave with them. It shows they've been claimed, so to speak." Brent said.
"I take you've been here before for this party." Dean drawled.
"A few times, it's fun and an easy way to pick up men on Halloween. They had a masked thing a few years ago, too. Then they tried this approach and it proved to be more popular so they went with this for Halloween. They do the Masked Ball for Christmas. On Christmas Eve, in fact. It's an all-night party they do. I attend that, too. Never miss either event, it's a given you'll get laid at one, trust me. Everyone is there to get laid so…" Brent sighed happily at the memory. Dean shook his head at his friend's behavior. Yeah, Brent was a manwhore but he loved the guy…he was kind of one himself. But maybe a certain 'cat' could change that. He thought as he watched Sam approach with their beers again. His hips and body giving a sultry sway as he approached and sat them down.
"Anything else, Master?" Sam practically purred at Dean. Dean arched a brow at the 'Master' in that sentence. "You get my tail, you become my 'Master' for the night." Sam explained with a shrug. "Not in the kinky way though, not unless we both agree to it." He added when he caught Dean's look. "I could swing some kinky, if you're up for it. Some, not all…I don't do pain, baby. But I do pleasure really well, though."
"Good to know." Dean said and watched him go again. "Shit, he's hot!"
"So I noticed." Brent drawled as he eyed his bill. "And it seems really interested in you, too. He's only charging me for my drinks…yours seem to be on him. Literally." He held it out. Two drinks each and only two were charged for. Brent's.
"Not the only one." Dean said with a grin and ran fingers along his back as he set the drinks down again. "When do you get off?"
"Hopefully…when you do. But otherwise, around three. Stick around." Sam said and smiled wickedly at him. "And hopefully with you buried inside me."
"That is so going to happen." Dean said huskily. Sam walked off and he just had to watch him do it again.
"You got it bad." Brent laughed and Dean shook his head as Brent's eyes shifted to his blond 'mouse' as he also served his customers. "Yeah, I might, too…shut up!" He said punching Dean's arm and they both laughed. "Having fun?"
"Oh, yeah…" Dean said and they got to talking again.
Time passed fast after that. Brent left first, the blond held to him by his tail, now reattached. Dean followed soon after with Sam, arm around his waist possessively and his tail in his hand, also reattached. Both headed to their respective motel rooms. They were in town for a conference for their new sportswear line and had been out for a night on the town and possibly some fun with a good-looking guy as well. Both objectives obviously achieved.'
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'Sam gasped as he was pushed to the wall, Dean slammed the door with his foot as his mouth latched onto his neck and his hand zeroed in on Sam's dick. Soft whimpers slipped out as he unhooked his top button and slid the fabric down his hips. Dean pulled him in for a kiss and Sam melted into it. His lips opening to allow Dean's tongue to plunder his own. Tangling and dancing that intimate dance, Sam moaned. Helpless to the need Dean's touch was creating in him. Dean's hand stroking his bared dick firmly but slowly.
"Please…" Sam pleaded, arms around his neck and gently pushing him down at the same time. "I need…"
"Yes, Sammy…what do you need?" Dean said letting him push him down his body to face his throbbing dick and couldn't resist licking the pre-cum off the tip. "What do you need, baby?"
"Suck me…please!" Sam said and cried out in lust as Dean took his head in his mouth. "Need you…"
"I'm here, baby boy…I got you. I'll take good care of you." Dean said and took him in his mouth again. Sam's hips thrust forward and Dean relaxed his throat, Sam lost control and soon fucked his mouth and came with a shout. Dean's fingers worked Sam open as he came and turned him to face the wall, Sam thrusting his hips back for more contact. Dean pushed in and moaned softly. "Feel so good, baby…hot and tight."
"Fuck me…please…just fuck me." Sam begged.
"Hell, yeah." Dean said as he grasped his hips hard and took his time to work him shallow then deep, pulling out then slamming back in, right against his prostate. Soon he was hammering into it and Sam was biting back louder cries and groans. Until they both came with hard kisses and simmering touches.
Then proceeded to pass the hours doing it all over again, this time giving Sam a chance to reciprocate before Dean pulled him under him again to make love to him some more.
Their sounds of pleasure filling the room as they got lost in it and each other.'
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Dean woke up and had to take a minute to recover from the memory of the sex he'd just dreamt of. Then said, "Damn, Sam, you'll never believe what I just dreamed…it was so hot! Fuck me, that was…wow."
"Huh?" Sam said rolling over to meet his eyes and Dean gasped in surprise. Sam was wearing the tail and ears he'd been wearing in his dream. "Ow…my ass…" He said going to rub it then, finding the tail, he looked surprised, too. "What the hell?"
"I was going to ask the same thing." Dean said then sighed. "Did you dream of being a waiter at a club…?"
"And you picked me up by grabbing my tail and fucked me all night in some motel room?" Sam finished for him. "Damn…we dreamt the same thing…"
"Felt pretty real." Dean said and groaned as the tail brushed his hand, grabbing it like in the dream and relishing what he'd done in the dream because of that tail…and promptly got hard at the memory. "This came off…"
"Uh huh." Sam said then rubbed back into his groin as Dean seemed to rub into him without realizing he was doing it. "Felt real to me, too."
Then Dean had a terrible feeling he knew what had happened…and who had done it.
"Gabriel!" He shouted and glared as the Angel appeared at the foot of his bed. Smiling smugly at them, Gabriel just stood there. "What did you do!"
"Nothing you didn't like." Gabriel said teasing them before popping away. "Trick or Treat, boys."
"He did that alternate reality thing to us, didn't he?" Sam said with a groan. But had to smile. "Evil bastard…"
"Not that evil." Dean pointed out as he kept a firm hold on Sam's tail. "Give me that tail again, Sammy…" He said biting along his shoulder and making Sam shiver. "I want in that kitty ass again, baby."
"Yes…" Sam groaned as he entered him again, his hole loosened and clearly well fucked. Dean toyed with his hole as he found him that at first. Then, once he was inside him, began to make love to him yet again. Then Dean pulled on that tail and found it coiling around his hand and up his arm as he did so, jumping as it came alive and Sam's ears seemed to twitch as he rolled his head back to be kissed by his lover again.
Then, a couple hours later, they came with loud cries and fell to cuddling as they toyed with the ears and tail, finding out soon after that neither the ears or the tail was coming off of his skin. They seemed like they were joined with it. Gabriel seemed to have both made them come alive like real cat ears and tails and be unable to come off at the same time. Bad Angel that he was. They would be having a talk with him later about that nasty reality switching habit of his and using them as his playthings…not that they'd minded but he could have warned them he was going to be doing it first at least!
As far as his usual forays into changing reality on them, this time it had proven quite pleasurable. Not like the last time…getting trapped in TV Land had sucked big ones, and not in the good way this one had.
Dean still had to wonder though…
Had it really happened…or had it just been a dream?
The ears and tail, the feel of Sam being loose from the sex in the dream alone…left him wondering what had really happened. Something he was going to bring up with the Angel later, too. As fun as it had been, they would like to know for sure what he'd done.
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Happy Halloween! I just wanted to give you a little trick for a treat this year…wincest-style, of course. Now you should ask yourself…
Was it real or…was it just a really vivid dream? Was it a reality-shift or a dream-world he created for them?
Feel free to review and give me your opinion and I will let you know in the next chapter if you were right…bwah hah hah!
Seriously, Trick or Treat, my favorite fans and followers.
I hope you enjoyed my little Halloween treat for you.
