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January 24, 2014 Day 63

Sorry I've been keeping you waiting. It was Dean's birthday today. He's still living with his dad but he swore everything's better so I believed him.

Sammy had told me about his birthday when I finally went back to school on Monday. I didn't know what to get him at first, but then I had a great idea. I just hope he likes it.

Luckily, we had no school today because of a teacher convention or something, which gave me plenty of time to walk to his house. I had to be at his house by noon if I wanted to have everything run smoothly.

Knocking on the door was one of the most terrifying moments of my life because it was their father that answered.

"Yeah?" The man asked, towering over me in size. I just swallowed hard and went through my very planned introduction.

"Hello sir. I'm Cas Novak, I don't know if Dean's told you about me, but..." He cut me off, closing the door.

"Excuse me sir!" I choked out, knocking again on the door. This man may have been big and scary but he would not get in the way of my birthday plan for Dean.

"What kid?! Dean's sleeping. Go away." He tried to close the door again, but I stopped him with my foot.

"Sir! It's his birthday and I would like to serve him breakfast in bed. I have everything ready so if you please." I looked at him expectantly, holding up my covered tray of food.

I do believe that the only reason I even got into his house was because he checked his watch and realized he would be late for work if he waited any longer to get ready.

"Upstairs. Second on the right." He growled, clearly not happy that I got my way.

It made me wonder if he knew who I was. Or just how much I loved his son.

Finding my way to his bedroom was easy, it was the setting up without him waking that was the problem. He's normally a heavy sleeper, but this time he seemed to already be somewhat awake so I had to be very careful.

I place the tray down and got the rest of the supplies from my backpack. There was a plastic glass which I filled with apple juice. (He's weird and doesn't like orange juice. I also pulled out some plastic flowers and a small vase. When it looked suitably cliche, I made my way over to him.

"Happy birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday Dean! Happy Birthday to you!" I sang, watching him as he slowly opened his eyes and smiled.

"Hey baby." He mumbled, a sleepy tone in his voice. With a yawn and a stretch, he sat up and realized what I had in my hands.

"Is this all for me?" He questioned, looking at the pancakes, bacon, and juice.

"Yeah. It's my turn to spoil you today." His smile turned to annoyance, but it was still happy.

"Sam told didn't he?" My lack of an answer was enough answer for him.

"I'm gonna kill that stupid kid!" He yelled, a big smile on his face now.

"You called?" Sam mocked, poking his head in the room. Walking in, he put some toast down next to the pancakes.

"Don't you say I don't do my part." He came over and mussed up Dean's hair before backing out.

I got up, leaving Dean with the tray and going over to Sam.

"Remember Sam, seven o'clock. Oh and when you get there tell Meg that the birthday boy and I will be a little late."

He nodded in understanding, and I rejoined Dean. He had about 3 pancakes in his mouth and was smiling away.

After he finished that, he leaned over and kissed me. "Thank you angel. This is the best gift I've ever gotten."

I just laughed, as he looked at me with confusion. "This is only the beginning of your present." With that, he started to question, but I just put a piece of pancake in his mouth.

"You'll know soon enough." After he finished that piece, he began to protest.

"Cas, you shouldn't worry. This is more than enough. You shouldn't have spent money on me."

This elicited only another laugh. "Don't worry, I didn't spend any money on your gift."

When he seemed to want to protest further for more answers, I kissed him to keep him from asking.

That seemed to distract him enough as he melted into my grip. Now if it weren't for Dean's iron will to not spill syrup and juice on his bed, I don't think we would've broken apart.

When we broke apart, he thanked me again for breakfast. It was another 20 minutes until he was done.

"Okay, now put on something nice. We have a full day planned." He grinned and rolled his eyes.

"I don't suppose the birthday boy gets a special shower does he?" His devilish grin was accompanied by a kiss. I pulled away, chastising him.

"Go get ready." I gave him a small peck on the cheek and left him to get ready. When I ehard the shower start, I placed a note on his bed.

Dean,
When you are clean and presentable, meet me in front of Heaven. Tell them your little angel is waiting for you.

Love,
Castiel

Then it was to get back home and change before Meg drove me to the movie theater. This whole scheme was her brainchild. Well except for the one part, but that's not until later.

He met me outside the theater and I held up two tickets to the 1:30 showing of I, Frankenstein. He'd said he'd wanted to see it the last time we came to the movies, so I figured he'd love it.

"Babe, why'd you make me get all dressed up for an action movie."

I just tsked and took his hand.

"You'll find out after the movie."

It wasn't a great movie, but it was entertaining. He seemed to enjoy it, so I was happy. Next was to pretend I had to go to the bathroom and have the manager tell him to meet me at the restaurant 3 blocks over, Palace.

I checked my watch and saw it was now close to 3:30, which put me right on time for our dinner plans.

The restaurant was the perfect location to ensure that everything worked out perfectly. At seven, Meg and I planned a surprise party for Dean in Meg's apartment. I was the distraction.

Adam met me in the front of the restaurant and led me the special room they reserved for anniversaries and birthdays and stuff.

"Thanks again for doing this Adam."

"It's my pleasure Cas, plus the manager owes me one after I covered a 19 hour shift last weekend. Just make sure he has a great birthday."

With that, he wished me luck and made his way back to his host position. I waited for a few minutes until my handsome boyfriend strode through the door. The outfit I picked out suited him nicely.

He wore tan khakis and a deep green button down. His hair was still wet and refused to lay flat in an adorable messy style.

"This is the fanciest place I've ever been. And there are no prices on the menu." he worried, as I pulled out his chair.

"Don't worry love, today is your day."

A girl a little older than us walked in then, asking us for our drink orders. I saw a look in her eye I saw every time Dean walked outside. She seemed to take a personal interest in Dean's order.

"What would you guys like to drink? We'll start with you." She turned toward Dean, completely oblivious as to my existence.

"Well I don't know about my boyfriend, but I would very much like to have a glass of iced tea."

Dean gave me a look and ordered the same. She walked away with a sour look and said she'd come back in a minute with our drinks.

"What was that Cas!" Dean demanded, looking at me with less anger more disappointment.

"I'm sorry, its just I wanted everything to be perfect and she was flirting and I just want you all to myself today."

He sighed, grabbing my hand. "It doesn't matter if our waitress hits on me, you are the only one I want."

I nodded, calming down just a bit. This was supposed to be his special day and I was letting my jealousy get the best of me.

When she returned, I apologized for snapping at her. She seemed to understand, but still looked bitter.

She asked for our orders, starting with Dean who expectedly got the New York Strip Steak with mashed potatoes. Did I know my man or what?

I got chicken francaise and she took our menus.

"So I have one last part to your present, but you'll have to wait until after our lovely meal to find out what that is."

It was fun to watch the curiosity wriggle inside his eyes. He hated not knowing. But that was all part of the fun and games.

After 20 minutes or so of small talk, our food arrived. I had to give him some credit; I'd never seen Dean eat so fast. I was quite nervous about the next part of my plan, so I ate pretty quickly too.

When it was finally time, I stood and crossed the table to sit in his lap.

"Are you ready for one last surprise?" I asked, placing my lips against his neck.

"I promise, it'll be the best you've ever had." My voice was a whisper in his ear, but then I was up and gone. Not before slipping a motel key on the table.

I checked my watch, seeing that there was still 2 hours until we had to get him to the party. It was more than enough time for the magical night I had planned.

The elevator took me up to the fifth floor. Soon I found room 507 and made my way inside. I had asked Meg to do this part of setting up a romantic environment, and I must say she succeeded.

There were rose petals leading to the bed, and candles lighting the room. The windows were covered, leaving the only light to be from the vanilla scented candles.

This was going to be the moment when Dean and I became one. I had been worried about this evening my entire life and I couldn't imagine a more perfect place.

I got on the bed and waited for Dean to open the door. It seemed like an agonizing eternity but I knew it was only about a minute or so.

He followed the rose petal trail and met my eyes.

"Cas, are you sure about this?" He asked, approaching me with a hunger in his eyes I loved.

Without a moment's thought, I nodded, motioning for him to get closer. Our mouths met with a lust I'd never experienced before. My fingers fumbled to undo his shirt buttons and I cursed myself mentally for not picking out a t-shirt.

After a few awkward moments, we broke apart and both agreed to undress each other.

It was much easier to undo his shirt when I could see the buttons. I worked my way down the row, appreciating every new discovery that came with each undone clasp.

My shirt was easier to take off, considering I was wearing a dress tee. I raised my arms and allowed him to pull it over my head.

I placed my hand on his chest, and let it drop, placing it on his waist then his hips. I touched the button on his khakis, undoing them with careful precision.

When that was done, he worked them off his legs, leaving him in nothing but his underwear and a necklace he had around his neck.

At this point, he seemed more than willing to rip the pants off of me, but I was rather fond of this pair of slacks.

He got me out of my pants and I pushed him down on the bed, shifting myself so I was kneeling between his legs. When he sat up, I made a face at him, trying my best to be sexy.

All that stood between my goal and me was a thin pair of briefs. My fingers flitted around his waistband, tugging slowly at them.

Finally they were gone and all that was there in its place was Dean, hard and waiting.

I played with him, licking the tip before taking his dick in my mouth. He let out a sweet moan and I continued, bobbing back and forth. I felt a strong hand grip the back of my hair and felt his desire.

He was a medium thickness but he had considerable length, taking him all in would be impossible so I began licking me way back up the shaft. I played with his balls with my left hand and with my right, gave my mouth some relief.

"Do you like that Dean?" I asked, moving sporadically faster and slower as he moaned.

"You're good at that." He choked out, his voice breathless. "aghh. Fuuuucccckkk. Cas."

He groaned as I took him in again, sucking on his sweet dick and playing with his balls. When he seemed ready to blow, he took a grip on my black hair and led me with his hand. He was rough and hungry, but I liked him that way.

Within a minute or so he pulled his cock out, a load of his cum exploding on my face.

I took a finger and wiped it off my cheek, licking it clean. He tasted sweet like a lollipop. I guess now I understand that phrase.

"Cas. Fuck. That was good." I moved onto the bed with him, so we were both lying on our sides.

"That wasn't even the fun part. Just let me know when you're ready for round two." He just looked at me and frowned.

"You've made me happy, now I have to return the favor."

He pulled off my boxers, exposing my hard dick.

"You're nice and hard aren't you." He mused, pressing his finger to the tip.

I gasped as he wrapped a hand around me. He moved slowly to start with, gaining speed. I leaned back, feeling his touch nearly enough already.

"Dean.." I started, "it's supposed to be your…present." I tried to protest, but he just ignored me.

His lips met my tip and then he took me in. I must say, all the research I had done on how to give a blowjob never prepared me for how blissful receiving one was.

It was like heaven when he started playing with my balls. Pleasure coursed through me and I couldn't help but moan. I had dreamed and waited and here it was happening.

Too soon I felt the pressure reach a height. "Dean, I'm gonna…"

I came before I could finish my sentence, and Dean swallowed my load.

"That was amazing Dean." I thanked him, placing a kiss on his lips as he came back up to where I was.

"Is round 2 an option now?" he asked, his mischievous eyes lighting up.

"Yes, you can have your present now." He almost jumped as I reached into the drawer and took out a condom.

He was hard again in a moment, excitement running through him. He put it on and I placed my legs on his shoulders.

"One last time, are you sure about this?" He asked, eagerness and desire coating his voice.

"I want you to be my first Dean. Please." I added the please and he was poised.

Masturbation had not prepared me for the pain and pleasure that was gay sex. It hurt yet at the same time it was a good pain. He was gentle, slow in his rhythm and easy in his thrusts.

We both moaned as he moved, giving us both pleasure.

"God you're tight Cas." He breathed out, as he delivered another thrust. I felt something like a push inside and suddenly the world ceased to exist.

I could barely hear him, my body overflowing with pleasure. I guess he'd found my g-spot.

I don't remember much of what was said next, all it remember is feeling him throbbing inside me. Then his strong hands gripped my hips, thrusting faster and deeper.

"Cas...I'm...so...close." He whined, a blissful look on his face as he came. I followed soon after and we collapsed next to each other on the bed.

He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me close, giving me a deep and loving kiss.

"I love you." He whispered into me, forcing a huge smile out of me.

"I love you too baby." We spent another 5 minutes or so making out before cuddling for a bit.

You'd never think this from just looking at him, but he was snugly after sex. Granted I was still in my pleasure high, the pain started to set in.

I don't care who you're talking to, gay sex hurts. Who am I to complain though? It was really fun. After we both got in the shower and cleaned off, we got dressed.

"Shit." I exclaimed at 7:00, playing my part in getting Dean to the party.

"What's wrong babe?" He asked, finishing buttoning his shirt.

"I was supposed to turn off a pot roast in Meg's apartment at 7. She had to meet a friend for a group project. Can you take me there?" I asked. My innocent concern giving nothing away.

Maybe if I stopped having extreme stage fright, I'd be a great actor.

"Sure thing sweetie, I'm sure it'll be fine. Don't worry." I almost felt bad, looking at the worry on his face. He finished getting dressed and we rode over to Meg's apartment.

I was sneaky about it too. I turned on the water works in the car, but that's how I would react if I had really done something like that.

We made it back in 10 minutes and at 7:15, I texted Meg that the eagle had landed.

I made up extra time by pretending I couldn't find my spare key. At 7:20, we entered the apartment and turned the lights on.

"Surprise!" Rang through the apartment as our best friends popped up to wish him a happy birthday.

He looked genuinely surprised and happy. His smile was huge and he almost fell backwards in surprise.

He rushed at the crowd, pulling everyone in for a hug. Then he started thanking everyone individually. Starting with Sam then Meg. There were about 20 people in total.

"I really wasn't expecting this." He said, tears coming to his eyes.

"Happy Birthday baby." I decreed, kissing his cheek.

Adam hooked his iPod up to the speakers and started playing some new alternative rock or something.

After about an hour or so of socializing and laughing, I sat him down in the den and had everyone place their presents in front of him.

He got an AC/DC signed album, a t-shirt that said sarcasm loading, 3 gift cards to various places, a fancy bottle of cologne, and about $300 in cash.

Sammy got him a coupon for a free premium wash for the impala. Meg got him a shirt that said too gay to function.

"What'd you get from Cas?" Someone asked, I think it was Pamela.

"He got me the best present ever." He kissed me sweetly. "He's here with me."

The rest of the time consisted of cards against humanity, never have I ever, and truth or dare. Although things really started picking up when we started gossiping.

Luke and Meg beat everyone at cards against humanity. It was weird seeing them as a couple, but since their first day last week they've been inseparable.

Everyone was having a great time, but most importantly, Dean looked so happy. If there is any present I could've given him, this happiness is the best.

I tried to write good smut and I think I succeeded. This is a bit more of a fluffy chapter. Enjoy. Read and Review.