"What are we dealing with here, Dean? It looks like vampires, but why would they only go after old women?"

"Not to mention the chunks taken out of all the old broads' necks."

"Exactly. There's definitely something weird going on here. "

Dean rested his face in his hand. "It's just wrong. A little biting can be fun, but old women? What the hell…"

Sam scrunched his face. "You're sick."

"Hey, it's been a while. Gimme a break." When he glanced up at Sam, he noticed Sam was staring above him. He turned around quickly only to see nothing but a trench coat before jumping and scooting the chair back. "What the hell, Cas? Where did you come from?"

Cas stared at him for a moment. "I came from heaven, Dean, where all of God's angels-"

"I know, I know." Dean interrupted, "Why are you here?"

"Dean, I'm gonna just head to my room. It's getting late."

Dean spun back to face him. "What? What about the case?"

"Whatever this is, it's only attacking every three days. It can wait til tomorrow." Sam started for the door. "Besides, remember when you sent me to check out that nursing home? I happened to get someone's number, so unlike you I won't be sleeping alone tonight."

Dean started laughing. "You're really so desperate that you'll do some wrinkled old woman?!"

Sam started turning red. "No! One of the nurses there, who happens to be younger than me, has a thing for men in uniform."

Deans laughing slowly subsided. "Well, good for you, Sammy. I guess you actually do know how to get girls."

Sam headed out the door, saying "Good night, Dean" before shutting the door a little too loudly.

That kid always was sensitive…

"I want-"

Dean spun back around quickly. "Shit, Cas, I forgot you were here."

Cas looked puzzled. "I haven't moved since we last spoke."

Dean sighed and ran his hand over his face. "Never mind. What do you want?"

"I want to know more about the pizza man."

Dean just looked at him. "Who the hell is the pizza man? Are you hungry or something?"

"No, Dean, angels do not feel hunger."

"Then what are you talking about pizza for?"

"Seventy-three days ago we were working a case involving demons. I was watching… porn… and you said not to talk about it in a room full of men. We are the only men in this room now, and I-"

"Cas, don't talk about porn with other guys. At all."

"But Dean, I wish to know the ending."

"You what?!"

"I wish to know what happened between the pizza man and his customer."

Dean stared at him for a moment. "They had sex."

Cas furrowed his brow. "How do you know, Dean? Did you watch the porn?"

How can he be this innocent? Don't angels bang? "No, Cas, I didn't. But I've seen other porn, and they all end the same way, trust me." Dean reached over to grab his beer before taking along sip.

"How is that possible, Dean? Have you seen all the porn, so you know all the endings?"

"No, I haven't seen them all, but I've seen enough to know. That's what porn is."

"Then why do you watch it?"

Oh my god… Dean sighed. "I need another beer."

Cas just stared at him before flying away for a second and coming back with a frothy mug of beer in his hand. "Will this suffice?"

"Cas, where did you get that?"

"I flew to a bar in Germany offering free beer for their 300th anniversary and-"

"I get it." Dean took the beer from him. God, he's long-winded.

"Now will you tell me why you watch porn?

"Guys watch porn when they're horny and can't find a chick to bang. Why the hell are you asking all these questions anyway?"

Cas started turning red. "Ever since I watched it my vessel has been increasing the blood flow to its penis at seemingly random times. You seemed to know what was happening then. I believe you called it a boner."

Is he kidding? There's no way I'm having this conversation. "Cas, I don't want to hear about your boners."

"But Dean," Cas started as he pulled his trench coat open, "I have one now."

Dean looked down before he could stop himself and was shocked. Cas had a clearly visible tent that looked to be pulsing. "Shit, Cas." He looked away. "Why don't you jerk off or something?"

Cas cocked his head a little. "What does it mean to jerk off?"

Dean gave him a disbelieving look. Doesn't he know anything? "Jerking of is when you take care of that," he gestured at Cas's crotch, "On your own."

"How do I do that?"

"Well, you strip, sit down to watch some porn, and do it."

Cas paused. "Alright." There was the slightest sound of wings fluttering and Cas was standing totally nude right in front of Dean.

"What the hell, Cas?!" Dean glanced at Cas's fully erect cock before turning away. "I said to take care of it alone."

"Dean, I still do not know how."

"Just rub it."

After a few seconds, since Cas hadn't responded, he turned back and saw Cas rubbing the side of his dick with a flat hand.

"I don't feel anything happening, Dean. It doesn't seem to have any effect."

Dean sighed. This is what I get for being a good guy. You help the angels get rid of some demons and the next thing you know they want you to take care of their boners too. He turned back around to drink more of his beer. And now seeing his boner has mine coming up. There isn't even any porn! Dean walked over by the couch and sat down. "Come here, Cas."

Cas flew to stand directly in front of Dean, his dick just inches from Dean's face.

Dean quickly leaned back. "What the hell, Cas?! I'm not gonna blow you!"

Cas just looked down at him with a curious look on his face. "Why would you suck on my penis, Dean?"

"I wouldn't! Just sit down. I'll put on some porn."

When he reached for the remote, he also grabbed his beer. Shit, this beer is hitting me hard. He flipped to the pay-per-view channels and selected Busty Brunette Gets Banged. Well, if Cas is getting off, and Sam's getting laid, there's no way I'm just gonna sit here with a boner. Especially when porn is on. And besides, if he's not embarrassed, why should I be? Dean unzipped his pants and slid them off before pulling his shirt off. "When in Rome, right?"

"We are not in Rome, Dean."

He really doesn't know anything. "I know, Cas. It's a saying." Dean looked at Cas and saw that he was staring intently at Dean's dick. "What are you looking at?"

"Your penis, Dean. When I saw it my own boner seemed to enlarge even more."

Is he gay? Can angels even be gay? He did come to me for help after all… Maybe he hoped something would happen. I can appreciate a nice cock, but I don't mess around with other dudes. Dean noticed then that he had been stroking his dick. I'm hornier than I thought. He then started watching the TV. The chick and a guy that looked to be a plumber were still just making out with a little heavy petting.

"Do humans always kiss before engaging in intercourse, Dean?"

"No, not always. They usually do though."

Dean started drinking the last of his beer.

"Do humans always engage in intercourse with the opposite sex? I believe same sex intercourse would be more pleasurable."

Dean started choking on his beer and looked at Cas. "You what?!"

Cas seemed startled by the outburst. "A member of the same sex would know how to please their partner better than one of the opposite sex. They would know exactly what feels pleasurable rather than having to guess based on trial and error."

"Cas, it's not like that. Foreplay is part of the fun."

"It still seems that two members of the same sex would at least make better assumptions as to what the other would like based on their shared anatomy."

Dean thought for a moment. He has a point. They probably would know right from the start what feels best. But what about Cas? He has no idea. He's never done anything sexual before. He's practically another gender altogether. Dean looked at Cas rubbing the side of his dick again. If he's a different gender than helping him get off wouldn't be gay, right?

What the hell am I thinking? I must be drunker than I thought. Of course it's still gay. He's a guy, right?

"Is something wrong, Dean?"

He looked back up at Cas's face. "Do angels have genders?"

Cas thought for a moment. "No, though most do find female vessels."

So they are like a whole different gender. And close to females. Just because he's in a guy's body, and I call him a him, doesn't mean he really is a guy… Besides, he's a virgin in every sense of the word. Teaching virgins is always fun. He looked back up to Cas's face and saw Cas staring back with a concerned look. "Cas… Do you want me to help you?"

Cas furrowed his brow. "How can you help me, Dean? I thought one must jerk off alone to ease the boner."

"That's one way. There are others. Like mutual masturbation."

"Would it feel the same as this?" He looked down to his dick as he continued to rub it. "I still do not understand the appeal."

Dean laughed a little. "Stop. Let me do it." Dean reached over, and paused for a second before grabbing it. Not bad. A little thicker than mine, but not quite as long. He started stroking and Cas immediately tensed. "Are you okay?"

"That feels very pleasurable. I was not expecting it."

Dean smiled to himself and looked to the TV as he started stroking him again. "Just try to relax, and watch the TV." On the screen, they had finally stripped and she had begun to stroke the guy. "How does this feel," Dean asked as he squeezed a little harder.

"It feels very good, Dean. I- I feel something happening to my vessel."

He's already gonna cum? He's clearly a virgin. "Do you want me to go faster? It'll probably make you cum quick."

"D- Do anything you want, Dean, just don't stop. This feels incredible."

Dean looked up at Cas and saw that his eyes were closed and his head was leaned back. Let's see what he thinks of this. Dean kept up the pace, but leaned down and slowly circled Cas's head with his tongue and flicked it a little against the tip. Cas started moaning.

"Don't stop. P- Please, Dean."

I don't want him to cum in my mouth... Dean pulled back a little. "Warn me before you cum, okay?" Then he started licking his head again. Cas just moaned in response. If he likes that… Dean enclosed Cas's head in his mouth and sucked slightly as he licked it. Cas's hips bucked a little, forcing about an inch of his shaft into Dean's mouth before going back down. Cas let out an even louder moan from it.

"Dean…"

He wants more, does he? I guess he was right earlier. Guys would know how to please other guys right off the bat. Dean enclosed the top couple inches of Cas's dick in his mouth an began to bob his head while he kept licking. Cas gave another loud moan. His dick feels like it's getting even thicker… Seconds later Cas started shooting into his mouth and Dean pulled off quick. Several shots hit Cas's chest, then each shot went less and less before stopping altogether. "You were supposed to warn me, Cas."

That didn't taste as bad as chicks always make it sound… Just a little metallic.

"I- I'm sorry, Dean. I wasn't aware of what was happening. I found it hard to focus my thoughts…"

Dean laughed a little. "Yeah, that happens." Then he looked back at the screen. The guy was pounding the chick hard. She looked like she was loving it too. Now it's my turn to get off. He started stroking, but in a series of grunts, the guy on the screen came. "Well, shit. It's over."

"Would you like me to help you, Dean? Once you began I didn't feel the need to focus on the screen"

I've never let another guy touch my dick… What the hell, I'm drunk anyway, right? I can blame it all on that tomorrow. "Sure. Go ahead." He let go and turned to Cas. Cas began to reach over, then paused for a moment and slid to the floor instead.

"I believe it would be more efficient from this angle," he said as he got between Dean's legs.

He's just gonna blow me right off the bat? "Go for it." Cas immediately grasped Dean's dick and started licking the head, causing Dean to close his eyes. "Mmm… That feels nice."

Cas then began to take a little of Dean in his mouth and bob his head, just like Dean did to him. Instinctively Dean placed his right hand on Cas's head and put a little pressure. Cas got the message immediately and began to take more of Dean in his mouth with every bob until he reached the base. "Oh, fuck yeah…" Cas continued bobbing from base to tip before remembering that Dean added suction to it. When Cas began to suck, Dean started moaning loudly. "Fuck... Yeah, like that. Mmm…"

He kept using his hand to guide Cas for a few moments, then said "I'm getting close." Cas kept sucking, but didn't take him quite as deeply so he could lick his head as he bobbed. "Fu- Uck. I'm cumming" Dean whispered right before beginning to shoot. Cas didn't back off or slow down; he just let Dean fill his mouth. After a few seconds Dean's body started to react to it. "Cas, s- stop. I'm sensitive."

Cas immediately pulled off and swallowed before saying "I'm sorry. I didn't know when I was supposed to stop."

"Don't apologize. You just gave me an amazing blow job. And you swallowed, which is always a plus."

"Blow job? Was this not mutual masturbation?"

It took Dean a moment to realize what he meant. I forgot. That's all this was supposed to be. Well shit, this was way better. "It started off that way, with me jerking you off, but then what you did to me was a blow job."

Cas furrowed his brow. "Is that what you meant when you said you were not going to blow me earlier?"

Dean had to think for a second to remember, then laughed. Yeah. You were standing with your dick right in front of my face. What was I supposed to think?"

"If what I did was blowing you, did you not do that to me as well? There were differences, but they seem small enough not to warrant a different verb."

How is he this talkative? He just came… "Cas, it really doesn't matter what you call it. If you use a hand it's masturbation, and if you use your mouth it's a blow job. But Cas, I'm tired. I'm gonna hit the sack." He got up and walked over to the bed. "You know, it's a shame you aren't a chick. I like cuddling as I fall asleep."

"Can two men not cuddle?"

He has a point… This night has been one new experience after another. Why not add one more? As long as it's a secret anyway. "You know, they actually can. Lock the door and come get in bed." Cas started walking over to the door. Maybe he is tired. He typically flies for stuff like that. As Cas walked to the bed, Dean said, "Hey, don't talk about anything that happened here tonight with anyone else, alright? It'd be a lot worse than you talking about porn." Cas laid on the bed.

"May I talk to you about it?"

"Only if we're alone and not doing anything important. But not tonight. Now turn on your side, facing away from me. We're going to spoon." Cas did, and Dean wrapped around him. "And now it's time to sleep…"

"But Dean-"

"Shh…"

This is my first finished story, so tell me what you think! I'm considering adding a second chapter as well. Should I? Do you have any suggestions? Let me know!