Hi :) Another chapter. I was kinda unsure if I should finish putting this up. It takes a lot of effort for me to get it done. Not that it's that hard, but for me psychologically it's hard, as I'm not used to anyone reading my stuff. But then I realized that even though almost no one reads this and it still scares me that somebody might, it would be good for me to put this out there. Te challenge myself. So here it is the next chapter :)

Disclaimer: I (obviously) don't own Supernatural or any of the characters :P

Castiel ran crying to his car. He drove home, crying the whole way, at least it was only a ten minutes drive. Still not the safest, to drive in his condition. He couldn't believe what Dean had said. He couldn't believe the mean words and the actions. When he reached home he ran to his bed. Dropped all of his clothes to the floor except for his boxers. The worst part for him, was the erection he still had. He was so ashamed that after what he had just been through, his body still longed after the feel of Dean's hands.

It wasn't like he never jerked of, but it was so seldom he had the urge to. Today he had. He couldn't figure out why. He was crying for Christ sake, really more like sobbing, but at the same time his cock was throbbing for him to stroke it. He was crying, but there was a wet stain on his boxers, he felt like he would explode if he didn't get his release.

So he did. He stroked his length thinking of Dean. He knew how wrong this was. He knew what Dean just did shouldn't turn him on. Nevertheless, it did. He couldn't explain why. He stroked and he started panting and moaning. He was thinking of those green eyes, with the dark green ring encircling the lighter green color with the shining yellow flecks in them. Castiel thinks of their kiss, how aggressive Dean had claimed his lips, like they weren't for anyone but him to touch. How he groaned when the kiss was returned.

Castiel strokes harder and faster. He moans even more now, biting his lip, not to make too much noise. He becomes embarrassed even though there's no one here to hear it. He thinks of the way Dean stroked his length. He pants and moans hitching as if he needs more air. He's so close to his climax. Then he remembers the feel of Dean's hand when it crushed his package. The memory pushes him over the edge and he explodes over his hand and stomach.

Cas knows this is wrong. Dean is a student. Dean is his student. He was supposed to teach him. Not only is Dean his student, but he is also an awful person. He was the one to take initiative. He was the one to close the distance between them and he was the one to hurt him afterwards. He was probably just made fun of. How did Dean know that he is gay? How did he find out? Castiel couldn't wrap his head around it. Thinking it all through after his ejaculation, he felt completely destroyed after the day's events. He fell asleep on his bed sobbing, not sure he would be able to go to work tomorrow.

Thanks for reading :) I would really appreciate reviews, even if it's not positive feedback. Just wanna hear your thoughts about it. BTW I big, huge, giant, fat THANK YOU to Sevyfan1 for the review, it made my day, sorry for not mentioning you earlier. I am really sincerely happy that I have your approval. Love to you!

I'm really sorry about the short chapters, but as I already wrote, I haven't posted anything here before, I didn't really know how this worked when I started to write it.