This came into my head earlier today and yeah...couldn't stop writing once i started lol. This is aimed as a one shot...but if anyone wants to see it continue please let me know! Reviews are love!

I do not own anything related to Supernatural, just like to play with them once in a while.

Here I come again now, baby
Like a dog in heat
Tell it's me by the clamor now baby
I like to tear up the street,

Now I been smokin for so long,
Ya know I'm here to stay
Got you in a stranglehold, baby
You best get outta the way

"Really Dean? Here? You want to spend your 21st birthday…at a club…and Elysium of all places? You know they don't know what classic rock is right?" Castiel stared at his life long best friend in complete shock. Dean was…for lack of better words a total dude…leather jackets, cursing, drinking, and seducing women left and right. Never in his wildest dreams did he peg him for wanting to come to…a dance club. This was more his scene…not Dean's.

"Sure, why not? You come here all the time, it can't be that bad?" Dean flashed his devilish grin at Castiel and he felt a shudder go through him. Ok, so what if he had a bit of a boner for the guy? Dean knew he was gay and had no qualms in flirting shamelessly and Castiel gave it right back…Dean was straight and it was harmless. So why the hell did he decide to come to a freaking dance club?

"Yeah but…I know you Dean…you're going to be miserable in there…you're gonna hear the music and then sit at the bar like a lump cause I know for damn sure you wont dance. This is why I bring Sam and Gabe with me and not you," Castiel argued following his friend getting out of the car. A few regulars shouted out to him, one of them whistled at the hot piece of metal he just crawled out of.

"Holy hell Cassie! Where have you been hiding this!" Balthazar cried out sauntering over to him. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Dean stiffen and grind his jaw.

"This is my best friend I've been telling you about Balz, Dean Winchester this is my buddy Balthazar…he usually meets up with me, Sam and Gabe," Castiel explained quickly. They were by no means dating but he knew Dean's possessive nature and the tell tale signs of when he was about to open his mouth.

"Dean…the macho guy that refuses to come here with you? Oh Cassie, he is pretty and with such a hot car too," Balthazar snickered.

"Thanks man…. wait did you just call me pretty?" Dean growled stepping closer but Castiel put his hand his chest and pushed slightly.

"Chill out, Balz is just teasing. Come on big boy, time to get you drunk. Maybe you'll even dance with me," Castiel grinned winking at him, making Dean's cheeks burn red.

"Good luck with that…you better feed me lots of vodka then," Dean grinned, following behind Castiel before shooting a glare at a laughing Balthazar.

"How do you know that douche?" Dean asked. Castiel rolled his eyes.

"Well…a couple of years ago he and I had a fling…it only lasted like a month…now we're clubbing buddies. We only see other really to go out dancing," Castiel shrugged grabbing at Dean's wrist to keep him from getting lost in the growing crowd. They made their way to the front of the line and he nodded at the bouncer he'd come to know over the years.

"Wait…you dated him? How come I never knew about this?" Dean asked accusingly.

"Are you jealous or something?" Castiel grinned. He stopped to look back at Dean, waiting for him to reply. A part of him, a very buried part of him wanted so badly for it to be true. Dean opened his mouth to say something but they were now at the front door.

"Yo Castiel! Good to see you brother! Who's this delicious hunk of meat?" Benny growled eyeing Dean up and down.

"Nuh Uh Benny…hands off," He practically snarled and before he could stop himself he wrapped his arm possessively around Dean's waist. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Dean's eyes widen but he fought the urge to look at him. Benny just grinned and leered at Dean again just to piss him off.

"Hear you loud and clear…the usual coming in?" He asked.

"Balz is here but is probably waiting on his date and maybe Sam and Gabe…not sure though. You kept our booth open right?" Castiel asked as Benny moved out of the way to let them in.

"Of course," He pulled Dean forward but was tugged back. He looked over his shoulder to see Benny's hand around Dean's elbow.

"You be good to that boy…or I'll kill you," Benny growled and Castiel couldn't help but laugh.

"Dude, he's been my best friend since we were 3…ain't gonna happen," Dean shook his head and moved ahead of Castiel, pulling him through the door. Dean let out a loud groan as the music finally hit his ears and Castiel laughed again. The song "Can't Hold Us" by Macklemore blaring over the speakers, Castiel didn't like the song but he loved the beat and couldn't hold back from at least moving his head to the beat.

"I told you! Come on," he shook his head and pulled him through the sea of dancing bodies to the booth they reserved every Friday night. He pulled off his coat and heard Dean suck in his breath. He glanced over at him and felt himself blush when he caught jade eyes eyeing him up and down. He knew he looked good; tight black jeans that clung to his ass, white button down tucked in; sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a black vest left unbuttoned, with an electric blue tie to pull it all together. His hair was a mess but there was nothing he could do and got way too many compliments for him to even try and tame it. He also kept his glasses on knowing Dean had a fixation with them…though he would never admit it without a few drinks in his system.

But Dean was sober…so why was he looking at him like that? Bella their usual waitress walked over and Castiel cringed. The girl was gorgeous and totally up Dean's alley. Breasts pushed up proudly and her bootie shorts extra tight.

"Hey boys…whatcha drinking?" Bella asked both but pushed towards Dean, running her hand up his arm making Castiel's blood boil.

"Lots and Lots of vodka sweetheart…Cas what you want?" Dean asked grinning over at him.

"The same and a beer as well," he said frowning watching Dean flirt back with her. Yeah well that was dumb…the way Dean had been looking at him meant nothing, god he was fucking stupid.

"Dean-O! Cassie!" He heard Gabriel yell as he bounded over to them. Castiel smiled fondly and pulled his other best friend into a tight hug. Even though it was Dean's birthday he still wanted to have fun tonight, Sam and Gabe always were a good time on the dance floor. Sam came up next pulling Cas into his long arms.

"Where's my brother?" Sam asked with a smile. Castiel looked towards the bar and frowned. Exactly where he thought he would be, leaning over the counter and flirting with Bella.

"Why the hell did he want to come here if he's just gonna sit at the bar? He may be the birthday boy but he's not gonna spoil our Friday night out…come on sexy," Gabe grinned grabbing his hand, smacking Sam's ass with his other.

"Hey! Jesus Gabe…" Sam laughed as he walked towards his brother. Balthazar finally made his way over to them, his date Luke following close behind. He waved at the others before plopping down on one of the couches, stretching out his legs. Balthazar disappeared again and Cas gave Luke an apologetic smile. He faced Gabe and frowned over his shoulder, Dean was still flirting with that…bitch.

"You ok Cas? I know you've been wanting Dean a long time…" Gabe asked looking over where Dean was.

"No…not tonight Gabe. Come on…thanks!" He shouted out as another waitress dropped off a hoard of shots. He glanced up and met Dean's green eyes, seeing the same look on his face from earlier; he swallowed hard. Bella was trying to get his attention but he wouldn't look at her, kept his eyes glued on Castiel.

He raised his brow and drowned three shots in a row before taking a swig of beer, keeping his eyes locked on Dean's daring him to come over. Sam appeared next to Dean and even he couldn't snap their stare down. Castiel threw him a taunting smirk before grabbing Gabe's hand, pulling him out to the dance floor. "Hands in the Air" by Timbaland exploded over the speakers and Castiel felt the bass buzzing over his skin making him grin like the Cheshire cat. He loved this song and now that he knew he had an audience…he felt giddy.

Gabriel gave him a knowing smirk before popping a lollipop in his mouth, letting go of his hand both boys started moving to the beat. Knowing Sam wouldn't be able to stay away for long he took advantage of having Gabe to himself. He moved closer until there was maybe a mere few inches of space between them.

"Samquatch is gonna kill you later I hope you know?" Gabe laughed moving his hands to rest on Cas's hips.

"He knows it's to make his brother breathe a little harder," Cas smirked glancing over at the brother's. Sure enough Sam was playfully glaring at him but Dean made his heart pretty much fall out of his chest and hit the ground running. Beer half way to his mouth, his eyes glassed over and staring hard at Castiel. He stood up and plopped his beer on the counter before sauntering over.

"Well that didn't take much," Gabe laughed as a new song came on. Cas hardly noticed when Sam finally did come over and pull Gabe to him, leaving Cas by himself. His eyes were glued on Dean, as he got closer.

"I'm so not drunk enough for this," he heard Dean mutter before his hand caught Cas's and pulled him further into the crowd. Cas's heart was trying so hard to catch up to his ragged breathing, his best friend was still sober and he was on the dance floor…about to dance with him. Was this all it took for Dean to finally see him as something more? Seriously?!

"Dean…" He tried to say but the words slipped his mind when Dean gripped at waist, pulling him flush against his own. Dean gave him a grin that sent chills straight down to his toes before he started to move to the beat, his hips pushing Cas's to follow. The beat of the song finally sank into his startled brain and he was able to dance without hesitation. His hands slid up Dean's hard chest that looked oh so nice in the very tight black shirt he was wearing and wound around his shoulders, pressing even tighter against him.

"God Cas," he heard Dean groan. His forehead pressed against his own and Cas held his breath, blue eyes searching green for an answer to a silent question. Dean licked his lips before surging forward, locking them to Cas's, his hands dipping lower to grab onto his ass to pull impossibly tighter. Through all of Cas's imaginings…the way Dean's soft lips moved against his was so much better…and fuck…this wasn't a dream. It was very real…Dean was in his arms kissing him like he was about to slip away at any moment.

Dean's tongue licked at his lips, begging for entrance and Cas couldn't deny him. He let him in and felt a surge of bliss and lust flow through his body as his tongue met with Dean's, sliding and teasing against each other. One of Deans hands moved up his back and into his hair, pulling on it just slightly as he moved the angle a bit to get his tongue deeper into Castiel's mouth.

Cas couldn't help himself, or his wandering hands…they'd been craving to be full of that delicious ass since he was 16. As Dean fucked his tongue into his mouth, he slipped a hand into Dean's pants and gripped onto one of those firm cheeks. He felt more than heard Dean moan into his mouth.

Heaven…this is surely what Heaven felt like…he had made Dean Winchester, his best friend moan and now he was shamelessly grinding into his hips and it wasn't to chase the beat of the music.

That's when Cas was able to feel it, the fast growing bulge in Dean's tight jeans, pressing…rubbing ever so slightly against his own rapidly growing erection. Dean pulled back just a slight to catch his breath while Cas tried to slow his heart that wanted to explode in his chest. Fear set in when Dean pulled his hand out of Cas's hair but he settled down when it rubbed the back of his neck.

"Fuck Cas…" Dean muttered giving him that heart-stopping smile of his, the one that made his knees weak.

"Ok, lover boys, lets get some drinks eh!" Gabe grinned and Cas was going to kill him. Filet him alive right here, on this floor. Sam stood behind Gabe, staring at both of them with the evilest look he'd ever seen. That fucker…

Why did Cas have to look so fucking mouth-watering and make his heart seize in his chest every time he gave him that damn sneaky grin of his?

Now he was on the dance floor, moving to songs he absolutely hated, pressed so deliciously against his best friend…oh god he was really doing this. All the nights of wanting to touch him, kiss him, came at full force and there was no way talking himself out of it this time. He touched those lips and he was gone, his body was in charge now and they wanted to touch, tear and break this man apart. God he wanted Castiel so much it physically hurt when Cas actually let him in, their tongues colliding and fucking against each other.

It took everything in his will power to pull his lips away to catch his breath and to calm down or he would embarrass them both. He was actually thankful for the interruption known as his brother and Gabriel, it gave him a moment to clear is lust-addled brain. One more second pressed against those fucking lips and he would've thrown him on the ground, fucking him in front of everyone. He wanted to save his baby brother a little scarring.

"Gabe…seriously…what the fuck?" He heard Cas growl and felt it rumble through his chest. Dean looked down and realized they were still pressed tightly together and Cas's hand was in his pants. God he didn't want to move…not because of the lovely bulge in his pants…but those long fingers were squeezing him and were slowly making their way towards his crack.

"We'll be there in a sec…go," Dean snarled giving both of them a devilish grin. Before Cas could open his mouth, Dean moved in and licked up his neck, biting down at the waiting flesh, marking him.

"Fuck Dean!" Cas moaned quivering in his arms, his fingers brushing over his hole.

"Mmm, now none of those fuckers will try anything," He moaned in Cas's ear. He licked at the bruise quickly filling in on his neck and made himself pull away from Cas. He smirked at the wild look he was getting from Cas, eyes dark with lust, lips parted and panting.

"C'mon, it is my birthday and you promised to get me drunk," He grinned grabbing his hand, pulling him away from the dance floor. The others were at the booth and he plopped down on the couch, Cas sitting nervously next to him.

"Well…. well…I got to say Dean-o…that was a very…mmm, hot show you put on the dance floor," Gabe grinned from Sam's lap. His brother had his face pressed against the side of Gabe's neck and Dean laughed. Usually, he'd yell at them to stop and get a room but after what he had done with Cas…. well who was he to destroy their fun?

He glanced at his best friend and felt the smirk fade away instantly. Cas's face was red and wouldn't look at him. He sat up and downed three more shots and still wouldn't look at Dean. Fuck…he should have realized…Cas thought this really was a show…that he was just another notch in his belt…

"Thanks Gabe but I don't' know about Cas here but that was definitely…not a show," Dean smirked closing his eyes and licking his lips, remembering the feeling of those long fingers against his skin. He felt the couch move and knew Cas was staring at him now. He bit his lip and opened his eyes to look into those startled big blue eyes.

"Are you serious?" Cas asked subtly licking his lips. Dean caught it with his eyes and wanted so badly to feel that tongue against his own again. He grabbed a shot and downed it, keeping his eyes locked on Cas's.

"You have no idea," He growled out before snatching one of Cas's hands, roughly pulling him to straddle his lap. Cas let out a yelp and then a rather loud moan when their erections pressed against each other.

"Whoa…Dean…maybe we should…oh fuck please," Cas moaned as Dean latched his mouth onto his throat, sucking and biting at the skin. Cas's hands flew into his hair and pulled but Dean fought against it, his hands sliding up Cas's legs to grip his ass again, pulling them so close he had a hard time breathing but he didn't care.

"Um guys, we're still here," he heard the new guy laugh. Cas finally pulled away enough to look down into his eyes.

"Dean…we…really…fuck, stop…oh…. Dean!" Cas's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Dean pushed up his hips, grinding slowly against him. Their dicks pushing and sliding against each other like they were on the dance floor. Cas's grip in his hair pulled even harder and Dean let out a long moan. They did need to talk but Jesus fucking Christ he did not want to stop, it felt to damn good.

"Cas…fuck. Been wanting this to damn long to stop baby," Dean groaned out. Cas gasped and opened his eyes.

"How…how long?" Cas swallowed hard and started to move his hips against Deans. The friction was too amazing he couldn't think around it.

"Fuck…Cas, nugh!" He nearly yelled when Cas moved his hips in a circle, he had to stop or they were going to cum right here, in a club in front of their friends. Dean was shameless but he didn't feel right popping off with his brother on the other couch. Though when Dean looked over they were in the same boat. Gabe was grinding down on his brother so hard, Sam was gritting his teeth to keep from cumming.

"Shit…how did this go from being at a shitty club to this?" Dean laughed. Cas giggled and licked a long line from his neck to his ear, sucking hard on the lobe.

"You kissed me jack ass…and I've been wanting this for a long time," Cas whispered against his ear, Dean laughed and pressed a hand against Cas's chest, biting his lip. He knew what was hiding under there. Tight wiry muscle that moved in the most teasing way when his shirt was off.

That had been his undoing when they were 16. Cas had been on the swim team and Dean had watched from the sideline during their practices. The water dripping down his chest to sink into the little black shorts that they all wore. He never ran to the bathroom to molest himself so fast before. The other guys on the team had no effect on him…just Cas…it was always just Cas.

"Cas, stop for a minute," Dean gasped out, part from the memory and the way Cas was moving a bit faster against him, he was going to explode. He cupped his hands on the sides of Cas's face and looked into his eyes.

"Since I was 16 I've wanted you…this isn't some game to me…." Dean pleaded with him, begging with his eyes for Castiel to confirm that this was just as real for him. Noting the sudden change, Cas's hips stilled and the sweetest smile spread against his lips and he bent down, kissing Dean with so much want and sincerity it made Dean's toes curl.

"I was 16 too…and I want you so bad Dean but I don't' want just one night…you'll have to put up with this for a long…long…very long time," Cas growled into his ear as his hips started to move again. This time slow…. oh so torturously slow. Dean gripped onto his lower back, pulling him flush against his chest again.

"I like the sound of that Cas…but for right now, lets go dance and then I'm taking you home to tear you apart, I wanna hear you scream as I fuck you into my bed," Dean moaned sucking hard on his neck again. Cas let out a loud obscene moan and his hips stuttered to a stop, pressing so tight against Dean.

"Cas…did you just?" Dean smirked looking into the blackness of Cas's eyes. The blue was so blown wide he couldn't even see it anymore. Cas bit his lip and nodded, his face turning a bruising red.

"Fuck baby, that was hot," Dean grinned pulling him down to kiss, sucking his tongue into his mouth. He heard a shout and opened his eyes to look over, seeing the blissed out look on both Gabe's and Sam's faces. Well…damn.

"Seriously…Balth…did you find your friends from a fucking porn or something?" the new guy laughed. Dean snickered and closed his eyes, focusing on the lazily moving lips against his own. Cas was so relaxed in his arms he had no problem being pulled closer and then being moved to lay down on the couch. The first thrust against his hips and Cas finally opened his eyes, pulling away as much as he could to stare into Dean's eyes.

"What?" Dean grinned rolling his hips down and moaned at the feel of Cas growing hard again.

"Dean…you said you wanted to dance," Cas snickered pushing his hands into Dean's hair and moaned, his back arching a bit.

"Who said I wasn't?" Dean laughed pulling himself off of Cas. His best friend looked up at him sheepishly and took his hand, letting himself be pulled back onto the dance floor. Gabe and Sam gathered themselves up enough to join, dancing close by.

An hour later, he had a very buzzed and horny Cas pressing his back against his front, grinding his ass hard against Dean. It took every bit of will to not drag him into the bathrooms but he made a promise…he was going to pin this boy down and fuck the life out of him against his bed. Or maybe the couch…or the hood of his car. Mmm, that sounded better…and it was so much closer than his apartment…that he shared…fuck… with his brother.

"Sammy! Are you going to Gabe's after?" Dean shouted, moving his hand off the death grip he had on Cas's hip to grab hold of his brother's shoulder.

"What do you think? I know what you'll be doing and…I'm man enough to admit that it was kinda hot watching you two on the other couch but I'm not up for competition on the being loud department," Sam grinned and Dean stared at him for a moment. Ok, that was new. He shook his head and laughed, pulling Cas against his chest.

"You wanna go baby?" Dean moaned into his ear, Cas nodded, turning in his arms to kiss him hungrily.

"About fucking time Winchester," He said biting down on Dean's lip.

"Hey! You should be taking advantage of this, me coming here probably wont' happen again," Dean laughed and knew that was a lie. There was no way in hell he'd let Cas come here by himself anymore. Cas gave him a knowing look and pulled him back to their booth to find Luke pinning Balthazar to the couch, kissing him with so much hunger it made Dean's dick twitch a little.

"Damn…bye guys!" Dean called, grabbing his and Cas's jackets.

"Come on lover," Cas grinned pulling on his hand towards the front door.

The drive back to his apartment was interesting to say in the least, it took him 30 minutes to get to the club and only 15 to get home. The second they got into the car Cas was on him, licking and sucking his neck as his hand massaged his chest through his shirt. As they hit the road, Cas's head found itself in his lap, nuzzling Dean's over teased dick. It didn't go past that.

"I want you're full attention as you fuck my mouth properly Dean…" Cas moaned into his ear, his right hand palming his aching cock while his left pulled on his hair.

"Fuck Cas…you're usually such a sweet guy…freak in the bed I'm hoping?" Dean joked. He had to fight the urge to roll his eyes into the back of his skull when the hand on his cock pressed down harder.

"Dean, honestly I think it's just you who makes me act like a slut…I've never wanted to be fucked so hard in my life," Dean damn near came in his pants.

"Mmm, baby I'm not gonna last long…telling you that right now. You've had time to recover…I'm still suffering with the same boner from the start of the night," Dean grunted out.

"We'll just see how much time you really need before I can get you hard again. Shit…do you have lube?" Cas asked making Dean laugh at the sudden change of tone.

"Yeah I do, don't worry baby, I'll take care of you tonight," Dean grinned. Cas purred into his ear and sucked on his neck, marking up his skin.

It took quite some convincing to get Cas out of the car; he didn't want to move away so Dean just pulled him out through the driver's side. Once out Cas latched onto him like an octopus and Dean smiled.

Any other time…well any other person actually who would have done this Dean would be pissed. He hated clingy people but this was his Castiel. Someone he had held during nightmares, hugged through sad and best times…the only person he had cried in front of. He wanted this with him, all of it. Clinging, snuggling, chick flick moments…he didn't care anymore. He'd tell him too, but first…

Dean pushed Cas hard against his door once they were inside his apartment and attacked his lips, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth, biting hard. Cas whined and started pulling Dean's shirt up, breaking their mouths apart for a moment. Dean started to undo his tie and smirked.

"Isn't this the one I got you last year?" Dean asked twisting the tie in his fist, pulling Cas closer…oh the ideas he had for this wonderful thing.

"Mmhmm…didn't think you'd remember though," He answered as long fingers swept over his chest, trailing over his stomach to his belt. Those hands, along with those lips would be the death of him. He undid the tie but slipped it into his back pocket to keep it close. Cas gave him a questioning look, which he ignored, ripping the shirt open, buttons flying everywhere.

"Dean!" Cas objected with a laugh. Dean shrugged and pulled the ruined thing off his arms, throwing it somewhere.

"I'll buy you a new one. Couch, floor, kitchen counter or bed baby?" Dean asked leaning down to catch one of Cas's nipples into his mouth, loving the loud moan he got out of him.

"You promised to fuck me in your bed Dean…you usually keep your promises," He huffed out, fingers pulling at his hair.

"I know…giving you a choice though," He laughed undoing Cas's pants. He sank down to his knees and yanked down the tight cloth. Shoes, socks and pants were flung to join the other scattered clothes around the apartment. Dean ran his hands up the fronts of Cas's thighs and under his tightening briefs. He rolled his eyes up to sneak a look at Cas, smirking to himself. Cas's mouth hung open panting, his chest heaving with each breath.

"Dean…if this is a dream I swear to god," Cas whimpered as he hooked his fingers into the band of his shorts, pulling them down teasingly.

"Oh I feel the same way. Jesus Cas…" Dean let out the filthiest moan as his best friend's dick bounced inches away from his hungry mouth. Cas knew everything about him…even some of his more lewd sexual experiences but he could never tell him how much of a cock slut he was…and even more so for Cas. He flicked his tongue out to catch the drop of precum and Cas let out a shrill cry.

"Dean…shit!" Cas moaned loudly, running his fingers into his hair. Dean grinned to himself, pressing the flat of his tongue along the underside of Cas's dick, pulling it ever so slowly up to the tip before wrapping his lips around the head; giving a long suck as he slid the length of it into his mouth. He was so hot and pulsing in his mouth Dean loved every second of it. Cas screamed his name from above, his hips jerking against his mouth. Dean encouraged it as he started to bob his head, hallowing out his cheeks and sucking hard.

"Dean, Dean fuck wait…oh shit I'm gonna cum!" Cas screamed again, pulling hard on his hair but Dean refused to move, taking him completely into his mouth as Cas came hard into his throat. Dean moaned swallowing every last bit before looking up at the very ruined Cas.

"Where…how…" Cas couldn't even assemble a decent sentence. Dean laughed as he got to his feet, licking at Cas's lips to let him in. Cas sucked himself off of Dean's tongue, pulling him tightly against his chest.

"You really want to know?" Dean teased licking Cas's lips, his hands slid down and cupped Cas's ass, puling him up to wrap his legs around his waist.

"I'm not sure…" Cas laughed biting his lip.

"You like being carried baby?" Dean asked and didn't need an answer, it was written all over his face.

"I love being in your arms," Cas admitted the blush spreading from his face to his chest. Dean grinned and kissed his collarbone as he walked through the apartment to his bedroom. Thankfully the door was still open, he couldn't put Cas down even if he tried, and it was his turn to be clingy.

"I love you being here Cas, it's where you belong…always," Dean said softly kissing his lips, feeling the whimper escape Cas's mouth. They kissed so tenderly for a while before Dean's arms started to ache, still not wanting to let go but he had too or he wouldn't be able to keep his promise.

"Dean I can feel you shaking…put me down," Cas said softly against his lips. Dean let out a chuckle before gently putting him down but keeping his arms wrapped tightly around him.

"Ok..so how the hell did we get here again? First, the club…groping on the dance floor, practically fucking on the couch of said club, a frenzied blowjob and now…here," Cas laughed snuggling his face into Dean's neck.

"Don't know and don't really fucking care. You're here and mine finally…and as much as I really want to be gentle and soft with you…I'm still fucking you into my bed…a promise is a promise," Dean grinned when he felt the full body shiver from Cas. He reluctantly pulled away to move over to his stereo. Cas's arms wound around Dean's waist and lips met his shoulder as he looked through his albums. Smirking when he found the right one.

"Now this is a song you have filthy sex too," Dean grinned as the first chords of "Stranglehold" boomed out of the speakers. Cas moved away and Dean turned to see him crawling up on the bed. The look of pure want made Dean's cock jerk painfully against his jeans. Why was he still wearing them? Oh yeah…the tie…fuck yes. He pulled the silky cloth out and grinned down at his best friend who gasped at the shock of color in the dark room.

"Dean…you're not going to deny me touching you are you?" Cas's breathing was so heavy and his eyes so wide that Dean knew that was exactly what he wanted. Dean got on the bed and straddled Cas's waist, pushing at his chest to lay down flat on the bed.

"How many people know what a kinky little shit you are?" Dean growled out, playfully baring his teeth. Cas shuddered again and bit his lip hard.

"A few…"

"That bastard Balthazar?" Dean asked his chest tight. The lustful look in Cas's eyes turned playful and knew it was a tease but Dean couldn't help the roaring jealousy and his possessive nature took hold of him and his sanity.

"Maybe…" Cas got out before Dean attacked his mouth, kissing him hard. His hands grabbed a hold of Castiel's pinning them above their heads, holding down firmly.

"I'm just gonna have to show you how much you belong to me now. No one else will ever see you like this, taste you or fuck you ever again," Dean snarled and smirked when Cas let out a loud whimper, begging with his eyes as his hips canted up.

"Please Dean…don't make me wait anymore," He gasped out as Dean wrapped the tie loosely around his wrists and the headboard.

"I couldn't even if I tried baby," Dean answered before getting off the bed. He kicked off his shoes and socks, moving to stand next to Cas's head before sliding his pants down to his ankles. Cas let out a deep moan as he got his first glimpse of the bulge in his boxers. Dean grinned and very slowly let the boxers follow his jeans.

"Fuck Dean…god I can't wait anymore please!" Cas begged licking his dry lips, his arms pulling at the tie that bound him. Dean couldn't wait either; he fumbled with the drawer of his nightstand to pull out the bottle of lube. Suddenly growing nervous. He'd never done this before…he'd watched a hell of a lot gay porn…read a lot too but he had never been with a guy before. He only wanted Castiel.

He crawled back on the bed and settled between Cas's spread legs and moaned at the sight. He was finally going to do this and Cas wanted him just as badly.

"Kiss me Dean," Cas gasped out probably sensing his nerves. Dean moved up and pressed his lips against his, moaning as his mouth filled with Cas's tongue.

"Please stop me if I hurt you…please," Dean whispered into his ear and kissed the spot just behind it. He felt Cas nod before he kissed his way back down, nuzzling his face against his sharp hipbone. Cas let out a groan as Dean sucked at it, nipping the skin with his teeth.

"God Cas, it's been 3 years since we graduated how are you still so fucking lean?" Dean asked licking at the V, carefully avoiding the tempting half hard cock close to his face.

"Just because we graduated 3 years ago doesn't mean I stopped swimming or running. Dean…you're seriously going to kill me with all this teasing," Cas groaned.

"Hey…I've gotten you to cum twice now…and it's my birthday. Let me enjoy my present to myself," Dean smirked and before Cas could come up with something smart to say, he sucked Cas into his mouth, getting him completely hard. He popped open the lid to the lube and liberally spread some onto his fingers. Before the nerves could settle in again, he brushed his fingertips against Cas's hole, massaging it a bit.

Pulling off of Cas's cock and enjoying the sinful cry Cas let out, he slid his middle finger into Cas's tight and deliciously hot hole slowly. Carefully he worked his best friend to the point where three fingers were pounding into him and Cas was screaming obscenities.

"Fuck Dean now!" Cas threw his head back and stifled another scream when he finally pulled his hand away to grab at the condom but Cas kicked it away.

"No…just you Dean please. I'm clean and I haven't been with anyone for a whole year," Cas panted and Dean's head spun.

"You…you haven't for a whole year? Jesus Cas…I'm clean too and it's been 6 months for me," Dean admitted turning a little red. Cas stared at him and laughed shaking his head.

"We are so stupid you know that right?" Cas teased wrapping his legs around Deans waist as he leaned over him, brushing the tip of his cock against Cas's waiting entrance.

"That we are baby…you ready?" Dean asked as he slicked himself up, pressing just the tip against him, Cas struggled to answer through the heady moan leaving his lips.

"Yes Dean…god I'm so fucking ready."

Dean kissed him slow and deep as his hips pushed forward, sliding through all that slick heat. It enveloped Dean's abused cock and he let out a loud shout of Cas's name as he bottomed out. He couldn't move or he would loose it and all this teasing and preparation would go to waste. Cas's hands brushed down his chest and stomach to squeeze at the base of Dean's cock, helping to keep from blowing. Stunned he looked up at him and saw the tie still around the headboard.

"You tied it loose dumbass," Cas grinned biting his lip hard and Dean knew he was trying to not move either. Dean laughed and was able to push the urge to orgasm down. He grabbed Cas's hand and intertwined their fingers before rolling his hips, both letting out a low moan.

"Feel good baby?" Dean asked as he pulled out and pushed back in slowly, testing it out and loving every second. It felt so good…. better than anyone he had ever been with.

"Oh god Dean…it feels so good," Cas's eyes closed and he let out a delicious moan as his back arched off the bed.

"I won't break Dean," Cas grinned saucily up at him as he raised his hips to meet his thrusts. Dean wound his fingers of his free hand into his hair and pulled out so slow and then slammed back in with such force the headboard of the bed slapped against the wall.

"Dean!" Cas screamed gripping onto his ass with his free hand. Dean couldn't slow down now to save his life, he pounded hard and fast into Castiel, his own moans mixing with Cas's screams of pleasure. He felt one of those long fingers that were slicked from holding off his cock brush along his hole. Dean let out a whimper and buried his head into the crook of Cas's neck trying so hard to keep from cumming.

"Dean fuck, oh fuck right there! DEAN!" Cas shouted and Dean knew he hit his prostate. He unwound his fingers from Cas's hair and held onto his hip, rolling his own to hit that spot over and over again in a brutal pace.

"Please cum for me baby, let me feel you fill me up," Cas moaned into his ear and Dean came with a scream of Cas's name on his lips. His whole body was shaking and still thrusting against him as the orgasm exploded out of Cas, his own scream filling the room.

"Fuck…oh fuck Cas…. Jesus," Dean breathed heavily into Cas's ear as he tried to still his body. It was too much and he was still fucking hard. Cas wiggled his hips and moaned loudly.

"Dean…you're still hard," Cas whimpered dragging his nails down Dean's back.

"I know…we can wait…" Dean swallowed hard and let out a shaky breath. Cas's leg hitched around his own and suddenly he was on his back and Cas was straddling his waist.

"I think I owe you a couple of orgasms anyway," Cas grinned and slowly sank down on Dean's cock. Oh he was going to die…watching Cas's hips grind down on him was too much. His eyes rolled up and he dug his fingers into Cas's thighs.

Cas bent over and caught Dean's bottom lip with his own, sucking it hard, pulling him to sit up. They wrapped their arms around each other as Cas continued to ride him without mercy. Dean bit hard onto Cas's shoulder as his gut tightened and the air was knocked out of him as his orgasm spilled out, filling Castiel for a second time.

"Fuck Cas…oh god," Dean whimpered, clinging onto Cas as he milked him for everything he had.

"Mmm, Dean. You ok?" Castiel asked moving too look at him and laughed at the complete fucked out expression he knew was on his face.

"Perfect…I had this whole game plan of ruining you tonight but fuck me…I think it got switched somewhere along the way," Dean laughed cupping Cas's face in his hands kissing him tenderly.

"Happy Birthday Dean," Cas smiled brightly at him.

Stranglehold~Ted Nugent