Dean was laying in his bed that night rolling around he couldn't forget Cas damn voice. The sound of his voice he kept imagining his voice in a sexy and desperate tone. Dean's hand seemed to wander down to his boxers. He pulled down his boxers a little to expose his hard he had newly gotten. He slowly started to stroke himself, he felt his thoughts racing thinking about a woman in a tight sexy kitty outfit all ready for him. But his thoughts took a turn and he imagined Cas with his beautiful lips around his cock slowly sucking and bobbing his head up and down. He imagined Castiel looking him straight in the eye, blue met green and it was enough to send Dean over the edge. "Cas..." He felt himself feel a flash of pleasure as he came all over his hand and sheets, he had moaned the beautiful mans name softly. Loud enough so that he could hear it. He was to tired to clean up but he knew he had to, he didn't want to wake up in a sticky mess.
I pulled open the shower curtain and hopped in. I liked the feeling of the hot water against my shoulder bones. pleasure washed over me and I felt the images of the blue eyed angel come into my head again. I remember the look of his perfect pink lip, the way his hair was tasseled, and the glow of blue he gets in his eyes. I felt all blood in my body rush to my lower region.
Crap.
Again, I felt a hot sensation in my no-mans land. Suddenly I wished it was one guys land. I hadn't known how long I had been in the shower until I heard Sammy.
"DEAN GET OUT OF THE SHOWER THERE ARE TWO OTHER PEOPLE IN THIS FREAKING HOUSE YA KNOW!" I heard him yelling and I ran a quick wah of shampoo in my hair and hopped out. I opened the door to see an already dressed and ready Sam.
"I thought you needed to use the shower?"
"Nah, I just wanted to get you out faster."
"Bitch."
"Jerk."
"I gotta go get dressed be down stairs in fifteen okay?"
"Okay lets go. Chop chop."
I rolled my eyes and headed to my room. I pick out a regular brown shirt with a pair of blue jeans and headed downstairs. I saw Sam ready with a piece of toast on hand. "I made it for you." He said with his smile. "Where's dad?"
"Gone. He left for a job."
"Means I get to have people over so there we go." I said with a chuckle to cheer Sammy up. Ever since our mom died when Sam was six months and I was four our dad hasn't been the same. The constant "Of I have a job." or the "Oh I'll be gone for 3 weeks." Dean has basically been taught to watch over Sam. And to be honest, Dean , likes to take care of his brother. "Lets go then." Dean said as he took a bite of his toast. "Finally." Sam sighed.
Dean's thoughts were flowing as he was taping on the wheel to ACDC. He was thinking about Lisa and Cas and how bad of a girlfriend Lisa was. He was thinking about how he felt, I like Cas but not Lisa. BAM Easy as one, two, three. This is something that people have to know, they do somehow no matter if he gets bullied for it or not. I mean love over fear.
Right?
R R PLEASE! I this is going good. What you guys think?