"Hey, Sammy!" Dean yelled from the hallway as he entered the room. Sam turned around to find Dean standing in the doorway with nothing but swimming shorts on. Sam quickly turned away, covering his eyes.
"God, Dean! Put some clothes on!" Dean laughed at his little brother's embarrassment.
"Did you know that this place has a lake?" Sam turned his attention back to his older brother in shock.
"A what?"
"Yeah!" Dean exclaimed. "Right down this path, there's a lake." Dean threw the towel in his hands over his shoulder. "Anyways, you comin', Sammy?" Sam shook his head, pointing at his laptop.
"I'm doing research. You go ahead, though." Dean just shrugged and walked away.
Exiting the bunker, he followed the path that lead to the lake. About halfway there, he heard sticks breaking in the distance from behind him. He turned around swiftly, scanning the trees. Nothing. He kept walking until he finally arrived to the water source. He dropped the towel to the leafy ground and stared at the rippling water. He stood there processing for a moment before he finally came to the conclusion that today was the perfect day to go swimming. He placed both hands on his hips, smiling at the thought of finally being able to cool off during the dreadful summer heat.
Before he could let his arms fall to his sides, a pair of hands wrapped around his chest, causing Dean to jump slightly. One of the hands slowly lowered to Dean's waist, a small groan coming from his lips.
"Hello, Dean" a familiar voice called.
"Ca- Ahh!" Dean shut his eyes tightly as Cas moved his hand into Dean's bathing suit. "Cas! Wha- Nnghh! What the hell?!" Cas held Dean's growing erection in his palm, slowly stroking it.
"I've heard you, Dean. The way you call my name in your bedroom at night when Sam is sleeping. I've heard it all, Dean." Another low groan slipped out of Dean's mouth as Castiel slightly sped up his hand. Dean reached his arms back, grabbing at the back of Cas' neck, pulling hard. Castiel leaned into the touch, leaving gentle kisses along Dean's collarbone, having a Dean moan a bit louder.
"C-Cas! I'm sorr- Ohh…" Dean began bucking his hips up, trying to gain more friction as Cas' hand moved faster.
"Don't apologize, Dean. I know how much you've wanted this," Castiel stated, barely taking his lips off of Dean's neck, only to place them back on. Dean's hips moved faster as he felt his climax pooling in his abdomen.
"I'm.. Hnngg! I'm close, Cas!" Dean yelled, his knees about to fall out from underneath him. "I'm gonna-" Before Dean could get the full warning out, he spilled out all over Cas' hand with a loud moan of Cas' name that he was sure that Sam could hear from the bunker.
Dean fell to his knees, gasping desperately for air. He turned around to demand an answer about what had just happened, but the angel had already disappeared.
When Dean returned to the bunker, Sam was still sat at the table, searching his laptop. He looked up to find Dean, red-faced and gasping for air.
"What the hell happened to you?" Sam laughed. Dean didn't answer, only walking past Sam. "Did you at least have any fun?" Sam asked worryingly. Dean turned on his heels, facing Sam's typical puppy eyes.
"Loads… of fun."
Buddum Tss! Hello! Sorry for this terrible writing. It's actually my first time writing smut… Hehehe… Anyways! Thank you guys for being so patient with my laziness! And I was just really bored and thinking about the beach when I thought of this. Anyways, stay awesome, my little cinnamon rolls!