A dirty one about our boys meeting in a night club and discovering how a quickie outside can be the most thrilling time of your life... Even if you don't even know the other person's name ^-^ I am the proud owner of all mistakes, smut and the storyline, but that's all. Perhaps a kind of a 2014!Cas meets my dreams meets Misha's portrayal of Paul Bernardo...

Warning; VERY heavy, explicit, full on detail! If you don't like it, skip this chapter =D

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Electric. Electric blue. But in the darkness of the bar, they appeared almost black. And they were on him. They were on Dean. They would flicker away now and again, to meet with the eyes of an acquaintance or the beautiful bar tender, but they would always return to Dean.

"Dean?" The pretty young blond thing he'd picked up – Siarad, Cariad, something like that. It was a Welsh name anyway; and she had a strong accent, 'from the val-leah-yahs' she'd explained – ran her delicate fingers up and down his arm. She leaned in closer, and whispered in to his ear. "Do you wanna get out of here?"

Dean's eyes shifted from Blue Eyes to the girl. "Uh, hey, uh, listen... I'm not feeling too good. I was actually going to just head on home just now..." His eyes went back to Blue Eyes, who was licking and sucking suggestively on a cherry on a cocktail stick, leaning back on to the bar letting his leather jacket slip open. Dean wouldn't let his eyes drop to that open shirt or that sliver on hip that was on show. Maybe just for a moment. He smiled at the Siarad/Cariad and stood up, offering her coat out to her. She snatched it and stormed off, throwing an unimpressed glance over her shoulder at him.

"Dammit." Blue Eyes was gone. Dean's own green eyes searched frantically around for the man he'd just blown off the definite fuck with the hot Welsh blondie in favor of. After a final look around and a defeated sigh, Dean turned back and busied himself at the bar. He ordered another whiskey on the rocks and put the glass to his lips. A warm body pressed against his back. "Wanna dance?"

Dean shivered. That voice did things to him that it really shouldn't have done. Regardless, he floored his drink then turned to the dance floor. He couldn't see Blue Eyes in the crowd, but he took his chances anyway. He weaved his way through the throng of people, wiggling out of the grasps of girls Dean would normally have deemed a good catch, and he slowed down, searching for a glimpse of milky skin, dark mussed hair and those eyes.

Another hand grasped on to Dean's hip, this one jerked him back, and the corresponding arm closed around his waist. He felt the heat from another body as it began to sway and gyrate against him. A deep, husky voice breathed in to his ear. "I've seen you watching me," A hand slipped up Dean's top and stroked lines across his waist. The other hand ran down the outside of Dean's thigh then back up the inside, dangerously close to his crotch. They danced front to back for a while, Blue Eyes' hands allowing themselves free reign over Dean's body. Dean felt nails being dragged down his back, and his eyebrows knitted together in pleasant surprise and he bit his bottom lip as the spare hand found his hardened private area, and the hips behind him ground in to him as the hand rubbed and squeezed and stroked, then it was gone. It took Dean a moment before he realized, and he turned around, ignoring the variety of disapproving looks he was receiving from the circle of people that had formed around him. His eyes swept left and right, and he picked his way back through the crowd. Dean was sure he couldn't have gotten far. He returned to the corridor he was sure he'd spotted Blue Eyes lurking by maybe half an hour before. There were several doors to choose from, and Dean had no idea which one to pick. So he chose to leave. He felt deflated and heaved a sigh as he turned. "Fuck."

Blue Eyes was stood behind him, a dodgy looking cone shaped roll up hanging loosely between his lips. He snatched it out of his mouth, leaned up on his tip toes and spoke in to Dean's face. "Think this was cut with something. Do you want some?"
Dean shook his head firmly.

Blue Eyes grinned and glanced past Dean. "Do you prefer inside or outside?"

"Excuse me?"

Blue Eyes replied with another grin and a nod. "Follow me." Something about the wicked glint in his eyes both worried and enticed Dean. Blue Eyes put the joint back to his lips and took a deep drag. Dean followed him through the now heaving club and out to the alley behind the building, which was littered with overflowing dumpsters and homeless people huddled round makeshift fires. Dean pulled his shirt tighter round his body as the rain hit him. He glanced at Blue Eyes, who was several paces ahead of Dean, strutting confidently down the alley, apparently unfazed by the horizontal downpour that was actually beginning to make Dean feel a little breathless. He hopped in to a jog to make sure he didn't lose Blue Eyes as he rounded the corner up ahead. It looked like he was too late. Dean ploughed to a stop. His head snapped left then right. There was no sign of Blue Eyes. There was no way he could have gotten far. He muttered a curse under his breath and chose to go left. A few strides down the alley, he was grabbed from the side and yanked in to a small gap between two buildings. He grunted as the air was knocked out of his lungs, and Dean found himself on his tip toes, pushed up against the wall. Before he had a chance to defend himself, lips touched his own, then a hand closed around his crotch. The lips pressed against his neck, and Dean's hand ran through that dark hair, and he inhaled the spicy and smoky scent of the other man. Dean could feel himself getting hard under Blue Eyes' touch, and Blue Eyes seemed more than happy with his work. Blue Eyes pulled away from Dean, admiring the flustered man before him, and he ran his hand over Dean, concentrating on the outline of his cock, which was pinned down the leg of his rather too tight jeans. Blue Eyes bit his bottom lip. "Nice," He commented hotly. Those eyes sparkled as he pulled Dean up against him, not ceasing teasing his fingers down the length of Dean's trapped and swollen appendage. Blue Eyes crushed his lips against Dean's again, forcing his tongue in to Dean's mouth and claiming dominance over him. Again, Blue Eyes closed his hand over Dean's crotch, cupping the contents warmly and earning a groan from the taller man. Blue Eyes smiled in to the kiss and slammed Dean roughly against the brick wall behind him. The blue orbs took a leisurely cruise over Dean's body. "Undo your top."

Dean opened his mouth to protest, but was met with a backhand to his erection. "Fuck!"

"Do as I say," Blue Eyes growled, eyes burning with desire; a flame which brightened as Dean popped his buttons open one by one, then hesitated. Blue Eyes reached out and traced his fingers over Dean's toned chest and abdomen. A smile played on his face as he decided upon his next course of action. He kissed Dean briefly, leaving his lips with a hard nip, then began sucking and biting his neck, and grinding his hips into Dean. Dean shuddered as he felt the other man's hard cock press against his own and he tilted his head to the side to allow easier access to his neck. Blue Eyes made his way down Dean's body, licking, sucking and biting, and eventually coming to rest by the compressed downwards pointing hard on in Dean's jeans. He nuzzled it and ran his teeth along the denim that concealed it from him playfully. "I want that."

Dean groaned in reply, his brain beyond forming anything resembling coherent speech.

Blue Eyes peered up at him with a look of pure innocence on his perfect face, and he smiled. "Can I have it?" He tickled the end of Dean's cock and grinned as Dean bit his lip and nodded.

"Good," He got back to his feet and grabbed Dean's ass in his hands and he rubbed himself provocatively against Dean. He licked Dean's lips, then took his bottom lip between his teeth and sucked it in to his mouth. He bit hard enough to make Dean wince, then he released his lip and pushed him in to a deep kiss. Their tongues pushed into one another's mouths, and Dean gave in, allowing Blue Eyes to take the lead. He was rewarded with a guttural growl in to his mouth. Dean slid his fingers through Blue Eyes' hair, and held on, pulling him deeper in to the kiss. Blue Eyes took one of Dean's hands and ran it down his body. "Touch it," He ordered hoarsely in to Dean's mouth, and he groaned in pleasure as Dean obliged. He slipped Dean's jeans down slightly, smirking at his own handiwork of managing to undo the jeans and belt without Dean noticing. He smiled as he felt Dean's member again through the jeans, and he tickled it with his fingers. Dean gasped as Blue Eyes removed his erection from its prison and began stroking up and down it.

"Fuck!" Dean gasped again as Blue Eyes sank to his knees and wrapped his hot, wet lips around his achingly hard cock. "We... We..." He moaned as Blue Eyes cupped his balls and licked the end of his cock teasingly, before plunging it deep in to his mouth, moving his head back and forth briskly. Dean hissed in pain as a finger slipped up inside him, then he grasped Blue Eyes' hair, his legs beginning to go weak. "Mmm. Oh shit... Oh fuck," He panted breathlessly, feeling the inevitable approaching as another finger forced itself inside Dean and they began working and relieving the tightness.

"Don't you fucking dare come," And Blue Eyes was on his feet again, Dean's precum glistening on his lips. Dean fought to stay calm, melting in to the salty kiss Blue Eyes assaulted him with. "You don't come 'til I say, okay?" And he snapped the front of Dean's boxers back up. Blue Eyes glanced sideways as a crowd of people passed by the end of the narrow space the were in. He grinned. "Get on your knees," He commanded. He forced Dean against the wall again and unbuckled his own belt. He ran his fingers over his own erection, then undid his jeans and dropped them to the floor. He pulled the front of his boxers down and pulled out his cock. He pumped it gently and smiled at the primal look in Dean's eyes as he watched. "Do you like that?" He taunted.

Dean nodded and smiled up at him briefly before returning his attention to the erection he was now eye level with. He raised his hands and began lightly tickling Blue Eyes' balls, then dropped one hand to his own manhood to relieve some of the tension. Before he could stop himself, Dean gobbled Blue Eyes' cock as deep in to his mouth as he could.

"Fuck. Yeah. Suck me. You're a bad little slut," Blue Eyes enjoyed this for another minute or so, then he grabbed Dean by the hair and yanked him to his feet. "Do you wanna fuck?"

Dean nodded desperately. "We can't do it here."

An almost evil glint flashed through those blue eyes and he kissed Dean roughly before throwing him to his hands and knees, facing the alley. In a moment, Blue Eyes was behind Dean, shoving his hand up the back of Dean's top, then he was kissing and biting the muscled back beneath it, his mouth and hands mapping out every inch of his back, the spicy taste of Dean's sweat slick skin delicious on his tongue. Dean groaned with a mix of pain and shock as he felt a finger slide in to his rear orifice again. He began panting uncontrollably as a second finger was inserted, and Blue Eyes began a steady rhythm with one hand, using his other to carve red lines in to Dean's back. Dean moaned again as Blue Eyes found the sensitive spot inside him and tickled it. "You like that, huh?"

"F-fuck... Yes." Dean panted in reply breathlessly, again feeling moments away from climax. A third finger was inserted, then all action stopped for a few moments, before a new sensation brought new levels of pleasure to Dean. Blue Eyes traced his tongue over the back of Dean's scrotum, before gently slipping back and toying around the edge of his entrance, lavishing it with the occasional dip inside, then Blue Eyes stopped, grinning as Dean wilted beneath him. He leaned down on top of Dean so that he could whisper in to his ear seductively. "Do you want more?"

Dean nodded wordlessly and pushed his ass in to Blue Eyes' groin, biting his bottom lip as he felt Blue Eyes fumbling to line up his cock with Dean's entrance. "Do you want this?"

Dean moaned in response as Blue Eyes slammed his pelvis in to Dean's ass.

"Do you want me?" His raspy voice sent shivers through Dean's body and to his throbbing cock.

"Mmhm," Dean mumbled, words lost in the ecstasy of the moment.

"I wanna hear you beg," Blue Eyes hissed. "Beg like a little bitch." He ran his fingers over the end of Dean's erection, slicking them with the precum, then began pumping it. "Beg for me. And don't you fucking dare come, 'til I tell you."

Dean's eyebrows knitted together and he couldn't contain the moans of pleasure that burst out of him between his pleas. "Please... Shitfuck... Fuck me,"

Blue Eyes smiled, turning his head so his ear was as close to Dean's mouth as it physically could be. "Louder,"

A growl escaped Dean and he closed his eyes in bliss, clenching his muscles to stave off his orgasm. "I want you inside me," Dean rasped. "I want you to fuck me. Now." On command, Dean felt the blunt, round end of Blue Eyes' dick pressing against his entrance, and he pushed his butt out in response. Both men moaned at Blue Eyes' cock slipped easily inside of Dean, readily lubed with a mix of precum and Dean's saliva. "Mmm fuck, you're tight," Blue Eyes breathed. "Virgin?"

Dean nodded, and he bit down on his own hand to stifle the cries of pain as Blue Eyes slid slowly in and out, adjusting both of them to the sensation. "Holy fuck." Blue Eyes moaned, sitting upright and watching himself slip in and out of what was undoubtedly the finest ass he'd ever seen. He pulled right out and grinned as Dean whimpered "No" beneath him, then he pushed back in, reaching round to give Dean's balls a squeeze.

"Oh. Fuck. Mmm. Fuck. Deeper. Now. Deeper." Dean thrust himself back, and cried out as Blue Eyes hit the spot, then began picking up a rhythm.

"Fuck, yeah," Blue Eyes shifted them forwards so they were barely concealed in the gap between the two buildings. "Anyone could catch us," He cooed, leaning down so his body was pressed against Dean's again. "See you being fucked," His voice took on a darker tone, and Dean would never understand why it turned him on so much more, but Blue Eyes grabbed Dean's hips hard as he drove deeper in to him, and he growled. "My little bitch being fucking raped in a dirty alley."

Dean moaned out loud as he felt his cock send out a spurt of precum.

"Dirty little bitch," Blue Eyes whispered, and he pulled the front of Dean's boxers up over his raging lob on. "Come for me," He demanded, thrusting in to Dean's G spot repeatedly. "I want you to come in your pants right now." He grinned. "But don't make a fucking noise."

Dean didn't have to be told twice as white hot electricity flooded his entire being, and he practically exploded in his boxers.

Blue Eyes continued to thrust in to Dean, his own eyes closing and he buried his face in Dean's neck, letting out a cry of lust in time with his own climax, his eyes rolling back at the sensation of Dean's muscles pulsating around him. He gave one final push as his load emptied inside Dean, then he collapsed on top of him. "Name's Cas."

"Dean."