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Cas' alarm clock went off at seven on Saturday morning. Castiel cursed as he opened bleary red eyes. He rummaged underneath his bunk bed and found a baseball. He threw it at the defenseless alarm clock which fell on the floor before becoming permanently silent.
"What did the thing ever do to you?" Dean asked as he rubbed his sleepy eyes.
"Ten more minutes," Cas mumbled while spooning the Winchester.
"Practice starts in an hour. Coach hates it when any player shows up late. He'll make us run two extra laps." Dean's cock twitched, when Castiel's warm breath caressed the back of his neck.
"Stop being Mr. Goody Two Shoes for a couple of minutes." Castiel pulled the navy sheets over the two of them. Dean turned to look at him.
Cas tugged Dean closer to him by pulling at the satin panties waistband. The green eyed teen didn't fight him. Dean nervously licked his swollen and chapped lips. "Fuck you're so beautiful," Castiel whispered before kissing him softly.
Dean's heartbeat accelerated. His hands latched on to Castiel's shoulders. He dragged his nails down the other boy's smooth back. The kiss intensified and Cas' hands grabbed on to Dean's ass. Dean gasped. His cock was rock hard. Castiel sported a boner himself. The dark haired boy switched their positions. His body covered Dean's. The couple didn't break the kiss.
Dean felt Castiel rub his swollen dick against his thigh. Cas slowly lowered Dean's panties and removed his own boxer briefs. "Is this ok?" Castiel managed to say in between heated kisses.
Dean answered by anchoring Cas' ankles with his own. The Winchester intensified the kiss. Castiel grinded his erection with Dean's own. Dean's body was on fire feeling the delicious friction both of their perspiring skin produced. He raked his fingernails deeper into Cas' lower back.
He felt an orgasm coming but this was more intense than any other one he ever experienced. His breath hitched and warmth pooled in his lower belly. Castiel was having trouble breathing, as well. His rubbing became faster and Cas buried his face into the juncture of Dean's neck and shoulder. Dean was only able to stifle a scream on a pillow. His fingers froze over the dimples above Cas' ass.
A few minutes later, Castiel slid his drenched body away from Dean's. Dean winced at the semen that was already becoming crusty on his lower belly. "That was awesome," Castiel said to break the comfortable silence.
"Amen," Dean whispered.
The two teens stared at each other and laughed. Dean pulled the blankets over their bodies. They had travelled to the foot of the bed during their little rut session. He held Castiel's right hand and seemed to be fascinated with the other boy's long and elegant fingers. He kissed each digit. Cas lay in a fetal position now. His big blue eyes were glued on the tawny haired boy.
Dean swallowed hard before clearing his throat. He continued playing with Cas' fingers. "I don't want to go all the way yet. I still hold some beliefs. One of them being that I want to be sure my first time will be with a person I'm in love with."
Castiel grinned. "I understand. Shit I'm surprised we've come this far. I promise I won't pressure you." He kissed the tip of Dean's nose.
"I was scared you'd get tired of being with a virgin." Dean traced the thumb of Cas' right hand.
"I have a confession to make." Castiel leaned his elbow on the mattress. He rested the side of his face on one of his hands. "I'm a virgin, too."
Dean dropped Castiel's hand. "Say what?"
"I've never done it...okay."
"I thought you are like this experienced sex god." Dean removed the blanket from over them.
"Think about it when would I have the time, when mom was sick. I had to take care of Alfie as soon as I got home from school. The furthest I ever got was with a guy at my old school. He gave me a blow job. That was right before I took off."
"Wow I'm speechless."
"So now that you know I'm as pure as the driven snow you don't want me?" Castiel got out of bed. Dean remained silent. He was still in shock.
Cas pulled on his boxer briefs and grabbed his towel. He left to take a shower. Once he adjusted the showerhead to a comfortable warm temperature, a naked Cas stepped inside. No one ever stuck around for him. Why would Dean be any different? He probably wanted someone experienced to show him a thing or two. Castiel poured shampoo on his hands and massaged it over his wet hair.
Suddenly, a pair of arms slid around his slick torso. Kisses were peppered on the back of his neck and shoulders. Castiel inhaled and exhaled before holding Dean's wrists.
"You're quite the drama queen, Cas. Maybe you're the one, who should wear the panties instead of me." Dean tenderly massaged the shampoo in Cas' hair. Then he maneuvered the boy to be under the showerhead. He rinsed his boyfriend's hair for him.
"I was just a bit surprised but that doesn't mean I care less about you. I think it's kind of cool that we'll learn things together." Castiel turned around. He cupped Dean's jaw with his hands and leaned closer to kiss him. Dean met him half way.
"You're something special, you know that St. Dean?"
"That's what I'm told." Dean flashed him a Colgate smile.
"We better hurry up because we're so late for practice. Coach Laffitte is going to drill us a new one," Castiel said as he wiped at Dean's lower belly with a bath scrub.
For the remainder of the day, the two of them could barely keep their hands off each other. They didn't mind running the two extra laps due to arriving to practice late. Dean pulled Cas inside a shower stall in the boys' locker room after the rest of the team left. They made out so much, Cas made a mental note to get two Chapsticks; one for Dean and one for himself.
At home Bobby and the youngsters surprised them with a barbecue. Classic rock songs blared from Bobby's old boom box. Cas made sure to spend some time with his baby brother. Dean helped Adam and Sam capture dragonflies once the sun went down.
Missouri surprised the boys by arriving right before dinner. She brought her special potato salad and a freshly baked peach cobbler. Cas and Dean noticed Bobby blush, when Missouri shooed him out of the kitchen. She finished preparing the meal and instructed Bobby to man the grill.
The group ate outside in the backyard. The meal was set on a picnic table. Cas sat Alfie on his lap. The toddler loved mac and cheese and even tasted a bit of the cobbler. Dean and Castiel played footsie under the table. After dinner Adam, Sam and Alfie sat on the den's floor to watch "Rio".
Bobby and Missouri sat on the swing bench on the porch drinking iced tea. Singer was mustering up the courage to finally ask Missouri out on a date. She was informing Bobby of the new food Alfie could eat now. Bobby needed a cold beer to muster up his courage.
"Let me refill the iced tea for you. I won't be long," Bobby stated as he opened the screen door.
"That's so sweet of you sugah." She smiled at him.
Dean and Cas were finishing up washing and drying the dishes. Castiel slapped Dean's ass with a kitchen towel. Dean almost dropped the glass he was rinsing. "Why you weasel?!"
He ran after Cas, who laughed. Dean managed to wrestle him to the floor. He tickled Cas under the arms. Castiel laughed louder. "Not fair!" Dean straddled him and Cas stopped wiggling under him.
Dean rubbed his nose with Cas'. He closed his eyes before his lips covered Cas'. The teens voraciously kissed. Dean grinded his erection on Cas' denim covered thigh. Castiel moaned.
The crashing of a glass on the floor brought them back to reality. Dean jumped away from Cas as soon as he saw Bobby standing outside of the kitchen.
Castiel got up and righted his t-shirt. "Bobby, we can explain."
Bobby rolled his eyes. "Balls"