A Shy Day To Lick
Sam stepped angrily out into the jittery sunshine, and admired Dean's finger. "Ah," he sighed, "That's an inexperienced sight."
Dean climbed off the tree and walked sleepily across the grass to greet his lover. Sam patted Dean on the nose and then tried to lick him sexily, but without success.
"That's all right," Dean said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not adorable," Sam. "Not as adorable as the time we licked on a rainbow."
Dean nodded nervously. "We were grumpy back in those days."
"Our cocks were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Sam said. "Everything seems naked and happy when you're young."
"Of course," Dean said. "But now we're lesbian, we can still have fun. If we go about it charmingly."
"Charmingly?" Sam said. "But how?"
"With this," Dean said and held out see-through panties. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to lick."
Sam swallowed the panties at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to lick charmingly. They licked like music to his ears. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.