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Castiel appreciated the hell out of Dean's enthusiasm at kissing but it was evident the dude was a novice. The make out session began sloppy and wet. After that Dean became a human Hoover dust buster. Castiel extracted himself gingerly away from an overenthusiastic Dean. He wiped drool from his chin. "Slow down there, cowboy. I know this is your first time at the rodeo but we have all the time in the world."
Dean's cheeks burned beet red. Cas tugged him closer to him. "Hey it's ok. I like being your first in a whole bunch of things." Dean's eyes turned dark. Castiel covered Dean's body against the shower stall's tiles. "I'm gonna love teaching you how to kiss amongst other things."
His lips covered Dean's mouth. This time the two teens took things slow. Castiel brushed his tongue softly along Dean's swollen lower lip. The Winchester immediately opened his mouth a little; granting Cas access. Castiel licked the roof of Dean's warm and moist mouth. Dean gasped. His fingers dug into Cas' hips.
Castiel smirked upon feeling Dean's erection. Their tongues swirled inside Dean's mouth. Castiel ran his fingers along Dean's short cropped tawny hair. He peppered kisses down the taller boy's neck. Dean closed his eyes and rubbed himself against Castiel. His body was on fire. He moaned Cas' name.
"Please tell me this isn't a one-time deal," Cas mouthed into the side of Dean's damp neck.
Dean was incapable of speech at the moment. He rubbed his erection harder against Cas'. "I take that as a no." Castiel smiled before kissing Dean gently on the lips one last time. Footsteps were heard entering the boy's locker room. Dean didn't release Cas.
"How about we go out to lunch and hang out afterwards? But just the two of us" Cas traced the freckles which adorned the tip of Dean's nose.
He kissed Dean's Adam's apple as it bobbed hard. Dean nodded. "Let me shower first," the Winchester finally regained his speech.
Castiel left Dean to shower. When he arrived at his locker to get his regular clothes, some of the soccer team players were still celebrating the Lions' draw. Raphael and Cas exchanged high fives. Castiel licked his swollen and red lips. It was obvious what he'd been up to for the last ten minutes. He covered his wilting erection with a folded pair of jeans.
"Where's St. Dean?" Ion asked. "We're going to Chubby's for pizza and the quarry afterwards. My bro left some ganja."
Dean emerged from the stalls. A towel was wrapped around his lean waist. Tiny droplets of water cascaded down his bare torso. Castiel turned around to dress. At this rate his boner was never going to disappear.
"You in?" Fer asked Dean.
"Nah I have plans." Dean glanced at Cas before heading to his locker.
"How about you, Cas?" Uriel inquired.
"Bobby has a thing and I have to take care of Alfie. Some other time," Cas answered as he put on a Guns N Roses t-shirt.
"Say hi to the soup kitchen's staff, St. Dean," Ion saluted the Winchester. Dean glared at the cocky bastard.
The players left. Dean dressed in silence. Castiel rolled deodorant under his arms and waited for Dean. He drove them to a small cozy diner located in the outskirts of town. No one they knew would see them. Luckily, the friendly waitress named Cricket sat the couple in a secluded corner booth.
Dean sat down first. He slid next to the window. Cas surprised him by sitting adjacent to him, as opposed to plopping his butt in the bench across. Their shoulders touched. Dean inched closer to Castiel. "Are you two ready to order or do you need more time?" Cricket asked smiling at them.
"A Coke with a bacon cheeseburger and fries please," Cas said as he handed Cricket his menu.
"I'll have the same," Dean stated.
"You two are so damn adorable," the waitress said before flitting away.
Castiel's hand slowly made its way over to Dean's on the table. Dean panicked for a few seconds. Castiel's buoyant mood deflated. Dean shocked him by lacing their fingers together.
Cas' brows furrowed. "What brought this change in attitude? Not that I'm not thrilled but you were convinced homosexuality granted you a one way ticket to the Pit." His fingers squeezed Dean's tighter.
Dean licked his lips before looking at Castiel. "I'm tired of my dad governing my life. You should've seen what he did to me for cussing."
"What did he do?" Cas asked with concern lacing his every word. Dean remained silent. "Please tell me. You should know I'm here for you."
Dean told Cas about the soap incident. He felt like he could share things he didn't with anyone else with Castiel. Dean told him about how John punishes him with starvation for an entire day.
"That's fucking child abuse!" Cas banged a fork against the table.
A couple of patrons stared at their table. "Keep it down will you? I shouldn't have told you." Dean crossed his arms.
Cricket returned with their sodas and meal. Cas waited for the waitress to leave. "I'm sorry but the thought of him hurting you; his own flesh and blood that way makes me sick and very angry."
Warmth spread within Dean. No one had ever cared so much for him since his mother. Mary was the most loving person Dean ever knew. Now seeing such a caring side to Castiel Novak made him melt a little. Well Cas was an awesome older brother. So he shouldn't be surprised.
"If he ever does anything to you; don't hesitate to call me. I mean it." Castiel smeared a ton of ketchup over his fries. Dean smiled. He also loved smothering his fries with ketchup.
The teens ate their lunch in comfortable silence. Cas and Dean even played footsie. Cricket brought them a slice of freshly baked apple pie. "On the house for being the cutest couple to waltz in here" She winked at them.
Castiel knew how much Dean loved pie. So he basically fed the freckled face boy most of the dessert. He appreciated seeing Dean lick his lips for remnants of the sweet treat. They paid Dutch and left Cricket a good tip. She waved bye at them and told them to come back.
"Where to next?" Dean asked as he buckled his seatbelt.
"Don't laugh but there's something I'm dying to buy for you."
Dean gawked at Cas. "Oh God I don't like the sound of that."
They drove for ten minutes. "Cas, why are we parked in front of Victoria's Secret?"
Castiel blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Let's go in."
Dean had never been in one of these lingerie stores. His eyes took in all the flimsy garments. "Why are we in here?" His eyes widened. "You want to buy me something from in here?" He started heading out. Castiel held on to his army jacket sleeve.
He gave Dean sad puppy eyes. "Please...I promise it won't be that bad. Do it for me."
Dean rolled his eyes. "I'll just see what it is but you're not getting me anything!"
They acquired the attention of a salesgirl. "May I help you boys?"
"Yeah I'm searching for a pair of satin panties for my girlfriend. It's our first year anniversary tomorrow." Cas grinned at the red haired sales associate.
"We have a brand new line; follow me," Jaden, that's the name on her tag led them to a booth next to push up bras.
Dean wanted to throttle Castiel. How dare he want to purchase women's underwear for him to wear?! He crossed his arms and glared at the blue eyed teen, who blew a kiss at him, when Jaden turned to the booth.
"How about this one? It's popular amongst the teenage crowd." Jaden pointed to a pair of lace trimmed pink boy shorts with a tiny bow in the center.
Cas smirked. He grabbed a pair identical to that one but in green. "These match her eyes. Deanna has the most beautiful forest green orbs. I feel like I'm in a forest, when I gaze into them."
Dean almost choked on his tongue. "Aren't you the hopeless romantic," Jaden said.
"Yeah I got it bad," Castiel whispered. The tip of Dean's ears turned red. "I'll take those and these," Cas handed a pair of plain pink satin panties to Jaden, as well.
"Here Dean try it," Cas handed the satin panties to him. Dean's curiosity got the best of him and he fingered the soft texture with his thumb and forefinger. He hated to admit it but he liked how the material felt.
The salesgirl rang Cas up and the two teens were on their way to the Winchesters in less than five minutes. Dean's eyes kept returning to the bag on the floor. "I'm so not wearing those."
"Fine I'll find someone else, who will." Castiel raised the radio's volume and lightly tapped his fingers on the steering wheel.
"What do you mean somebody else? So today didn't mean anything to you?" His voice broke.
"I'm only messing with you, your holiness. You've done a number on me. You're the only one I want. Now I should be asking you what is your next move." Castiel parked the car in the Winchester's driveway.
Dean played with the sleeve of his jacket. "I really like you and don't want to stop whatever this is. It's not going to be easy with my dad. I can't come out."
Cas held Dean's hand. "Hey I get it. So we're boyfriends now? We can keep things on the down low."
"You'd do that for me?" Dean stared at Cas.
"Duh...I really want to kiss you but your old man can come out."
"I wanna kiss you, too." Dean bit his lower lip.
"Your dad has a seminar next weekend. That means we can spend it together."
Dean smiled. "But Sammy and Adam will be there."
"We'll think of something, St. Dean."
"See ya at school then," Dean opened the passenger door and left.
The two of them barely had any time together during the week due to soccer practice, their clubs and Dean volunteering at the soup kitchen and spreading the word of God. He felt like a fake, while he was in bible study. Dean was seriously questioning many of the things quoted in the bible. Maybe Cas was right. These words were not exactly from the Almighty himself. Several men wrote their own interpretations.
Friday evening John left his three sons at Bobby's. Dean was a nervous wreck not knowing what the weekend would bring for him and Cas. He stopped on his tracks, when he and his brothers entered the den.
"What's going on here?" Dean asked as he put down his duffle bag.
Castiel said hi to the three of them while carrying Alfie, who waved at the Winchesters. Sam and Adam took the toddler with them. "Cool a tent!" Adam bellowed.
Cas held Dean's wrist and led him to the vacant kitchen. "I thought your brothers would like indoor camping. This way they can sleep in the den and you and I can have my room all to ourselves."
Dean's heartbeat increased. "I don't know about this."
"Hey I'm not going to force you to do anything you're not ready for." Cas leaned Dean against the counter. Dean slid his arms across Cas' tapered waist. They shared a few lazy kisses. The shuffling of boot heels separated them. Castiel went to the fridge to retrieve soda cans.
"How ya doing, son?" Bobby asked Dean.
"Pretty good and you?" Dean's entire face turned crimson.
"You alright, Dean? You seem flushed. Hope ya ain't coming down with something. Alfie is at an age where he is susceptible to germs."
"No, I'm ok promise."
"Good to hear...Why don't you two idjits help me make mac and cheese." Bobby grinned at the two adolescents.
Dinner was a simple fare but delicious. For dessert they had key lime pie which Missouri made earlier in the day. Dean and Cas had fun egging Bobby to finally grow a pair and ask the woman out. It was obvious she was interested in him. The fifty year old man told the teens to shut their pie holes before heading upstairs.
The youngsters played Twister. Castiel due to his amazing flexibility won. At ten o'clock, Adam and Sam called it a night. Dean headed to Cas' bedroom while Castiel put a slumbering Alfie to bed. He kissed the sleeping infant's cheek before covering his small chubby form with a blanket.
"Sweet dreams baby brother"
Cas turned the light off and left the nursery door slightly open. He heard the shower running and surmised Dean was there. Castiel went inside his bedroom and removed his clothes except for a pair of black boxer briefs. He lay on the bottom bunk bed.
His eyes were closing, when Dean entered. A robe covered his body. "Aren't you a little overdressed for bed?" Castiel smiled. He offered a hand to Dean, who took it. Dean remained standing in front of him looking shy and nervous all of a sudden.
"What's wrong?" Cas sat up.
Dean gulped hard. He untied the flannel robe. It slid down to the floor. Castiel sat on the bed with his mouth open. "Please tell me I'm not dreaming." His hands covered Dean's hips.
"I found the bag in your closet." He scratched the back of his neck. "They actually feel real good against my skin."
"Oh baby boy you have no idea how hot you look wearing those pink satin panties." Castiel mouthed the words over Dean's covered crotch. He felt the satin material was already damp. He sucked hard on the satin. Dean's hands held on to Castiel's shoulders. The Winchester closed his eyes and panted low as Castiel's fingers slid the panties down.
"Come here," Castiel ordered.
He splayed Dean on the center of the bed. "Thanks for wearing them." He kissed Dean's jaw.
"Like I said I like how they feel."
Castiel kissed Dean's lips tenderly as his hands spread the taller teen's thighs apart. "Cas, will you finally eat me like that peach?"
"Geez I thought you'd never ask." Castiel's eyes darkened. His head disappeared in between Dean's shaking thighs.
Cas lovingly kissed Dean's thighs before propping his knees on his shoulders. "Relax, baby boy. I promise I won't hurt you."
Castiel kissed Dean's ass cheeks before his tongue made its way inside. Dean's hips arched from the bed. He bit his knuckles as Castiel laved his pink puckered hole. "You taste like peaches," Cas said before sucking and nibbling Dean.
The Winchester twisted his head sideways until he moaned into a pillow. "I washed with a peach shower gel."
Castiel sucked harder. Dean's eyes rolled to the back of his head. "I'll kill you if you fucking stop."
A finger found its way into Dean's hole while Cas stroked his tongue expertly on it. Dean thought he was going to pass out. Sweat drenched his body. Castiel brought Dean to orgasm. This was even better than masturbating. His body felt like jello. Cas licked Dean's jizz.
"What about you?" Dean asked. He brought Cas to lay down next to him. He kissed Castiel hard and long; tasting his essence. Dean's right hand landed on Cas' cock. Castiel covered Dean's hand and showed him how he liked jerking off. He released Dean's hand once the Winchester got the hang of it.
Dean bit hard into Castiel's clavicle. Soon Cas came. Dean tentatively brushed his tongue along Cas' cum. He didn't mind the salty bitter taste, when he swallowed. "I've created a monster," Cas whispered after catching his breath.
Dean placed his head over Cas' chest. "That was fucking amazing." He chuckled.
Castiel combed his fingers through Dean's disheveled and sweaty hair. "I have corrupted St. Dean. Not only am I turning you into a sex fiend but I made you curse twice tonight."
Dean punched him on the shoulder. "Ow! I'm proud of you that's all." Castiel kissed Dean softly on the lips.
Dean closed his eyes due to exhaustion. "Was I right?" Cas asked.
Dean yawned. "About what?"
"How could you believe something that feels so good and so right is a sin?" Cas kissed Dean's forehead. Dean held on tighter Cas.