"Cas," Dean moaned as he stroked his rock hard dick. He had been watching porn, when he realized just how much the man looked like Castiel. He surprised himself by paying less attention to the girl, and more attention to the man. The man who was dressed just like Cas, with a suit, a trench coat, and short dark hair. The only difference was he had brown eyes, while Cas has electric blue. The man had told the girl to say his name, and Dean being so lost in pleasure moaned 'Cas' without being aware of it.

Dean had been so lost in thought and pleasure he hadn't herd the tell tale flutter of wings signaling the angels appearance. Dean did't even notice Castiel was standing there until "Hello Dean."

Dean froze, lost between the mix of arousal brought on by seeing the true angel and those captivating blue eyes, embarrassment from getting caught in the act of jerking off, and anger for Cas just showing up out of no where. All Dean had to do was look at those chapped pink lips of the angel he knew so well, and he was coming. His white juice pumping out of him, his eyes rolling back, and back arching, toes curling, and moaning deeply.

Cas just watched as Dean regained his senses. Wondering why he all of a sudden felt uncomfortable in his pants. When he looked down he realized there was a bulge, and he could feel it pulsing. When he looked back up he seen Dean staring at him, like he was prey. Dean's eyes we're full blown with lust, and he was staring at Castiels hard bulge.

All Cas seen was Dean lick his lips, than he was pinned the the wall that was previously behind him. Dean was pressed against him, still naked and panting hard, staring at the angels lips now. Castiel acted upon instinct and leaned forward, softly brushing his lips against Deans. Before Cas could even pull fully away Dean had his fingers entwined in the angels soft hair, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.

When Cas moaned it shattered Dean's self control, and all but ripping the trench coat and jacket off, making Cas moan again. Once Dean got Cas's tie off he grabbed the shirt and ripped it open, making buttons fly in all directions. He growled as he raked his fingers along Cas's bare chest, marveling the muscles hidden under all the unnecessary layers of clothing Castiel always dresses himself in. He pulled the shirt off Cas's shoulders and bit down on one, his reward being Cas bucking his hips into Dean's making their rock hard erections grind together. Making both of them gasp, who knew rubbing dicks together felt so good?

Dean got his shit together and when reaching for Castiel's pants. Making quick work of unbuttoning them, grabbing both them and Cas's boxers and ripping them down his legs in one swift motion, making his rock hard erection spring free and point directly at Dean. Forgetting all basic motor functions, Dean just stared at Cas's larger-than-expected dick.

While Dean was frozen, Castiel started to wonder if something was wrong, and if what they were doing was right. He tried to move away, but he was stuck between Dean and a wall, unable to move either of them. Then, before Cas knew what was happening Dean's lips were pressed to his and warm hands were touching him in places no man had ever been before.

When Dean dropped to his knees taking Cas's fully erect member in his mouth Castiel's legs felt like they had turned to jelly. It felt so good, he didn't want it to end, but Dean had other plans. He was only teasing the poor angel. Taking him to the very edge and walking away. He only had the head of cas's cock in his mouth, swirling his tongue over the sensitive organ. When his tongue slid over the slit, Castiel bucked his hips causing Dean to take on his full length all at once.

Thanking his luck that he didn't have a gag reflex, Dean continues to suck Cas. His cheeks hollowing, and a continuous swallowing motion each time Castiels dick hits the back of his throat. There was heat spreading through Cas's stomach, and lower reign, although Castiel didn't now what was going on he knew something was about to happen.

"Dean," Castiel Gasped, "Somethings about to happen."

Without saying a word Dean locked eyes with Castiel, and brought his hand up to massage Castiels balls. Although it felt so good, Castiel made his eyes remain open, keeping eye contact with Dean. A few moments later Castiel came for the very first time, bucking his hips and crying out with a loud moan as he pumped his seed into Dean's mouth.

When Dean stood back up he kissed Cas, letting him taste himself on Dean's tongue.

"What was that, Dean?" Castiel asked interrupting the kiss.

Dean, not knowing what he meant, just looked at him waiting for an explanation.

"Was that intercourse?" The angel asked between panting breaths.

"No, Cas, it was not. That was a blow job," Dean replied with a laugh.

"I would wish to have intercourse with you then, Dean," The angel said matter-of-factually.

It took everything Dean had not to come right then and there, he just stared at Castiel waiting to see if he was joking or not. Dean truly wished Cas was serious, he really wanted to fuck the poor bastard. Cas's name on his lips as he came. Feeling himself buried into the backside of the sweet angel.

"Is that wrong Dean?" The angel questioned, unsure of himself.

"No, it isn't but we'll need lube."

With a flash, the angel was gone, Dean looked around the motel room in search for his sexy angel, but realized he was gone, leaving Dean to wonder why he'd left. Did he scare the angel off? Lost in thought and worry, he hadn't realized the angel was back and laying in his motel bed with a come and get me look plastered on his face.

"Hello Dean," The angel sang when he realized Dean hadn't realized he was back.

Dean's head snapped up, all ready to chew the angel a new one for leaving him in the middle of an intimate moment but he lost his train of thought when his eyes landed upon the naked angel. God, did Cas know how sexy and arousing he was? Without hesitation Dean walked over to Cas, when he reached the bed he stopped waiting for the go ahead from Cas.

Cas knew what Dean wanted, he wanted permission. Cas didn't want to speak though, so all he did was sit up on his knees so he and Dean were eye level. They just stared at each other for a moment until Cas finally knew what to do. He leaned in and locked lips with Dean, bringing his hand to rest and the back of his soft neck, and pulling him so he would land on top of Cas. Dean moaned when he realized what Cas was up to. He knew he'd have to catch himself so he wouldn't squish his poor lover.

When they finally were both on the bed, Dean hovering over Cas, Cas reached over to retrieve lube from under the pillow next to him, where he'd previously hidden it. Dean moaned when he recognized what Castiel had in his hand. Then he realized someone was going to have to get it in the ass and he froze. It's not like he didn't want Cas to fuck him, he was just nervous. Wouldn't it hurt?
"Cas," Dean said breaking apart from the angel.

Cas could easily see the worry in Dean's face, instantly wanting to fix it. "What is it Dean?"

Dean took a steadying breath and just spit it out, "Do you was to give or take?"

What did Dean mean by this? Give or take? I thought they were going to partake in coitus, so what did he mean by such words?

Noticing Castiels confusion Dean explained. "We both have a dick, do you want to put yours in me or me put mine in you?" He had to put it bluntly, Castiel didn't understand metaphors very well.

"I'd like you to enter me," Castiel replied without hesitation.

Dean didn't need another word, his lips locked onto Cas's and they moaned at the same time. When they pulled away for breath Dean told Cas to spread his legs. He then took the lube from Cas, and took one finger and coated it in lube, rubbing it around the tight ring of muscle before slipping it in. Castiel in a shock of pain and pleasure gasped causing Dean to question if he hurt him.

After a few seconds he started pumping his finger in and out, until he felt Cas was ready for another, he repeated this step until Cas said he felt ready for Dean's still hard cock. Dean then sat up on his knees and aplied a generous about of lube to his dick. Carefully coating it all. He then settled himself on top of Castiel, watching his face as he lined himself up and Castiel's warm entrance. He slowly pushed himself in, making sure to watch Cas's face in case he hurt him or moved to fast.

Cas gasped at the feeling but didn't tell Dean to stop, but Dean stopped anyways. Fighting against the instinct to move and trust, he wanted to make sure Cas was alright first. God, he felt so good, it was tighter than anything he'd been in before. Warm, wet, and tight, it took everything he had not to come before even moving.

After a minute Castiel felt awkward. "Um, Dean, arn't you suppose to move?" Cas asked.

"You want me to move? Okay," Dean paused to pull out then push back in, causing Castiel to moan. "Like this?

"Yep, that's per-" Cas got cut off by the pleasure radiating through his body when Dean struck something deep inside him. "Dean, do that again," He nearly begged.

Dean complied and thrust again. He realized what he was hitting when Castiel cried out bucking his hips to meet Deans. Dean did it over and over creating a steady pace with each of his thrusts, making sure to angle it so he his Castiel's prostate with each thrust.

"Dean it's happening again," Castiel panted.

"Same here cas, let it go when you can't hold it in any more, baby."

Cas cried out as he came, calling Dean's name, pulsing his white fluid all over both he and Dean's chest and stomach. The sound of Cas moaning his name pushed Dean over the edge, causing him to come inside the angel. Panting hard he pulled his spent dick out and flopped down next to his angel. Not minding the mess, he pulled Castiel to him, the angel laid his head on Dean's chest trying to catch his breath.

Once their breathing slowed, and Dean was nearly asleep, Dean looked down at Cas and Said "Dont leave Cas, I want to wake up like this." He smiled at the thought of waking up like this, in the arms of the man he loved. Wait LOVED? There was no way he loved the angel with bright blue eyes and amazing body. Okay maybe he did, but he would never admit it out loud, he wasn't ready to risk his and Cas's friendship with a relationship.

Little did Dean know Cas was thinking the same thing, worried he'd scare Dean off by having what Dean so ofter called a "Chick flick moment".

"I'm not going anywhere, Dean." The angel replied happy to feel wanted by his human, and with the confirmation he'd wake up with Cas by his side Dean let sleep take him.

Both men lay atop the covers of the crappy motel bed, held close in a lovers embrace. They stayed like that till morning, not even noticing when Sam walked into the motel carrying diner food from a few towns over.

"Finally" he thought as he seen Dean fast asleep, and Cas watching over him, fully entranced by the hunter. He put the food down and went to his own bed, not even bothering to turn any lights on, as he fell asleep in his own crappy motel bed.