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Dean is sitting at the map table in the bunker crouched over his laptop, clicking his way fervently through the various images on the page that he’s got open. He’s suffering major indecision paralysis because of the many options he has to choose from. A seemingly endless collection of colors, shapes, sizes and product types. Who knew that there were so many different types of dildos in the world? He’d seen them use one of these in porn he watched recently, he took note of the company name and with Sam on a supply run he finally has the chance to browse through the never ending selection of dildos, wearables, rideables and packers as they are aptly called.
He narrows his search down to dildos and wearables before deciding to get Kelvin the Ice Dragon in midnight forest color, confidently picking the largest size it comes in. He furtively adjusts his dick in the confines of his blue jeans. From the wearables collection he picks the Ika sheath in galaxy black, he’s tempted to also get a rideable but holds himself back. His knee jiggles with nervous energy as he watches the page process and refresh after he clicked on the place order button, sighing in relief when “Your Order Is Confirmed.” pops up. He swiftly closes the windows he has open and retreats to his room to have some quality time with his hand as he envisions all the fun things he could get up with his new toys.
2 Weeks Later
Sam calls Dean to the library, he’d just come back from their PO box in town and sitting there unpacked and out in the open were the two massive Bad Dragon sex toys. Dean blushes fiercely before he indignantly accuses Sam of opening his mail without permission. “You had it sent to Brett Finley. It’s the card we use for sundries and first aid stuff. The box was completely neutral in labeling, I figured it was an order of refills for all the bandages and gauze pads we used on the vampire hunt last week.”
Sam’s explanation is perfectly reasonable and Dean can’t figure out a way out of this. Sam has a hard time keeping a straight face as he watches Dean squirm in place not really meeting his eyes. Deciding not to let Dean off the hook because he’s already half-hard in his pants himself he says: “So I think we should take this one for a test drive.” Sam holds the black wearable dildo down to his own crotch, as if testing it out for size before giving a demonstrative thrust of his hips.
All of Dean’s blood goes south in an instant, his mouth parched, eyes locked on Sam’s dick before Sam grabs him by the hand to put action to his words. He deposits Dean at the showers instructing him to clean himself inside and out really well. With that underway he goes off to his own room to grab water-based lube from the drawer unit. He keeps his Austin the fox, a naughty knotted dildo from the same company Dean obviously just discovered tucked away with the silicone friendly lube. He makes sure to clean the wearable with warm water and mild soap and once done readies himself by shucking all his clothes off and lounging back on the king-sized bed in their spare bedroom, which they share more often than not as of late, to wait for Dean.