A/N. Well, this is the second to last chapter. I'm thinking of publishing it on Wednesday. (aka the 16th) Don't forget to review, I absolutely love you guys. Also, for a warning, this chapter is a little kinkier than usual, if it's not your thing you can just skip past it.

Some time had past. People in school were terrible at first. They would give the pair weird and crude looks, and some would whisper behind their backs. Dean tried his hardest to ignore them, but some words would stab him in the back. After a while, most kids just decided to ignore it. Some kids kept at it. Especially Jake. His favorite word always seemed to be "Fag" and "Queer" The usual words someone would call a gay kid to get on his nerves. It made Dean want to punch this guy in the face. He most likely would one day, and it would hurt. He was going to make sure of that. But for now, Dean and Castiel tried to put what people said behind them.
Castiel was taking it all very well. That's what Dean thought, at least. It was always almost impossible to tell what the guy was thinking. No matter how close they got, Cas was always so far. It wasn't like that when they first met. When they first met Cas was out about everything. These days, Cas was distant. It worried Dean sometimes. Dean had confronted him about it, but Cas just shrugged it off to the side. They would still text each other, but sometimes Cas would reject the dates they were going to go on. He would always state that he was too busy. Dean never knew exactly what he was busy with, since Cas never told him. However, He still loved him to death. He loved Cas more and more everyday, and no one, not even the cruel people in school were ever going to stop that.

It was their 2 month anniversary, Castiel was over and Sam was at Gabriel's house. Dean was also excited, since January 24th was also his birthday. Dean decided it was the perfect time to make a proposal. Not marriage, obviously, but a little something different than the both were used to.

"Hey, baby, I want to try something later on today" The two were sitting on the couch, and Dean's arm was around Castiel's shoulders. They were watching that show Killer Karaoke. Dean loved that show, even though it was cruel. Dean would never think of even trying to be on that show. They have been watching it for 2 hours straight. Dean would probably never get bored of that show, it kept on getting funnier and funnier as they went. Dean waited for Cas to react to his statement before the question.

Cas looked at him, he tilted his head as if to state that he was listening. Dean brushed his hand up and down his lover's shoulder. Cas put his hands on his own legs, and started to nervously rub them. It was as if he knew what Dean was going to ask, and was already nervous about it.

"I was thinking...have you ever thought about me being able to top?" Dean asked, not even awkward about those kind of things anymore. He was always perfectly open with their sex life.

Cas looked at him for a moment, sighed dramatically, and shook his head. He seemed to

"Well, why not? I mean it doesn't hurt. I thought you would be tired of doing the same thing and you may want to change things up a little." Dean didn't want to pressure him or anything, it was just a suggestion. He enjoyed being on bottom, but sometimes he wanted to take charge.
Castiel still shook his head. He looked terrified at the thought of it. Dean smiled, "I'll be gentle. It's okay if you don't want to, it was just a suggestion." Cas shook his head furiously. He was most likely scared, and Dean had to respect that. It was a pretty scary thing. Especially if you're someone like Cas. Dean learned from Gabriel that Castiel had mild anxiety, which actually explained a lot about him. It explained why he was hesitant to go into loving him. He was too nervous to say it back. But Dean still told him that he loved him every once in awhile. Sometimes Cas would still look upset at him when he said it. It worried Dean. A lot about his boyfriend worried him. But that's what boyfriends are for.
Cas shrugged. He still refused to bottom, So Dean was just going to leave it at that. He turned to the tv, which was switched off. He looked back at Castiel, who had the remote in his hand. "Hey! I was actually going to continue watching that, you dick." He jokingly swore. Cas looked at him and smirked. Dean knew that smirk anywhere.
Cas took Dean's arm off of him and moved himself so he was sitting on Dean's lap. He put their lips together. Dean wrapped his arms around Cas' neck and returned the kiss. Cas put his hands on Dean's hair and fiddled with it. Dean moaned slightly to that feeling. He loved it when Cas played with his hair.
He moved his hands down to Cas' hips and slipped his hand under so he was gripping Castiel's ass. He squeezed lightly and Castiel jumped. It caused him to pull tightly on Dean's hair and make the kiss sloppier. Their tongues mingled rapidly. Cas knew that pulling his hair was his weakness, so he pulled harder. Dean groaned into their kiss. Castiel meant buisness today. He was proving the point that he was going to top.
Castiel pulled back violently. Dean chuckled, "Whoa, how long have you had that in your system. Am I going to get more of that?" He winked. Castiel stepped off of him. He grabbed Dean's hand and pulled him off. Then he lead Dean into his bedroom and pushed him onto the bed. He backed to the headboard.
Castiel quickly stripped out of his clothing and crawled on top of Dean. He connected their lips again. Dean reached his hand down to Castiel's cock and started to pump lightly. It sounded as if Castiel moaned, but it was probably coming out of Dean's mouth. He didn't really care to notice their noises right now. His lower half was starting to ache. It was his pant's fault for being in the way. Castiel moved to his neck and nipped at it.
"Hey hey hey. How come you get to be naked but I don't? Fucking tease." Dean trailed his hands around to Castiel's ass.
Cas pulled back and smiled. He looked into Dean's eyes, like they always did. His usual soft blue eyes were sharp and full of lust. It made Dean feel hotter. He really wanted Cas so bad right now.
Cas blinked once softly then rolled his eyes. He pulled off Dean's shirt, then continued to attack his neck. He traced his tongue and started to suck on one of his nipple. Dean let his head fall back on the pillow. He didn't have enough strength to keep his head up while Cas was doing that.
He licked to the other nipple and decided to play with that. Castiel was definitely doing all this differently than usual. He usually just did the important stuff and that was it. He was going a lot slower this time. Dean was unsure whether he liked that or not. He liked the feeling. But right now he wanted everything to get done. He moved his hands up and and down Castiel's ass roughly. Soon enough Castiel moved down too far that he was out of reach. Dean sighed at the loss of something to hold on to.
Castiel kissed down his stomach lightly as he also grabbed Dean's hips softly. He pressed his thumb against them lightly and started to massage circles. He kissed the edge of where his pants were. Dean laughed, he was extremely ticklish there. Cas continued, "Stop! That tickles! You're going to give me a heart attack!" Dean let out.
Cas nodded and pulled down Dean's pants and boxers in one move. He gripped Dean's dick and stroked rapidly. Dean huffed loudly and let out a groan. Castiel looked up to make eye contact, and Dean put his head up as far as he could and smiled. "You're going to be the death of me." Dean breathed out.
Cas decided to take him all in after he said that. His engulfed as much of Dean as he possibly could. And damn did it feel good. This was probably the best blow job he'd ever received. He bobbed his head up and down like it was the last thing he ever had to do. He was so into it. His tongue swirled around at the head. Dean could feel a light amount of spit trail down his length. He shivered. Maybe this is what an actual blow job was supposed to feel like. Half the girls who sucked him off had no clue what the hell they were doing. But Cas seemed to have experience. Which was a good thing, since it felt so fucking good.
He grabbed Castiel's hair and ruffled it harshly. He moaned, "Jesus Cas don't stop that." Cas started to fiddle with Dean's balls and continued to suck him off. It felt so right. He was lucky Sam wasn't home. He didn't want him to hear the almost inhuman noises he was making. He felt Cas take his mouth off completely, and he sighed at the loss. Cas started to stroke him again. He was just delivering the whole package this time.
"Continue or I'll do it all myself. I fucking need you." His groaned out. Castiel grabbed Dean's hands and tried to pull him up and make him sit up. He connected their lips again,and Dean could practically tasted himself on Castiel's lips. Cas pulled them up so they were standing on the bed. It was hard to not fall off the bed. He felt himself crumbling as Cas started to grind against him. "I'm going to fall if you keep doing that. Why are we even standing up?" Dean asked.
Castiel put his finger on Dean's lips to silence him. Dean rolled his eyes, Cas was being really bossy. He grabbed Dean by the shoulders and turned him around so he was facing the wall. Dean bend and put his hands on the headboard. He knew this was going to be the fun part of having sex. He waited for Cas to get the lube...but he wasn't getting up. He kissed the back of Dean's neck, and kissed down his back.
"Cas...what are you doing?" He said curiously. Cas grabbed both of Dean's cheeks and spread them apart. Dean knew exactly what Cas was going to do. It never happened to him before. So he had absolutely no clue how it was supposed to feel.
Castiel's tongue trailed through and he started to suck. It was the weirdest thing he had ever experienced. The feeling of Castiel's tongue trailing his ass was one of the greatest things he ever felt. He blew a small amount of air that made Dean shiver. He didn't think he was going to last much longer.
Castiel massaged his thighs and continues to lick his ass. Dean was still getting extremely mixed signals about all this, but he liked it. Now, he really just wanted it to get on the to fun stuff. Cas spit on his hole and few times, sort of using it as lube. He put a finger inside of him, and twirled it around. Dean's head slammed down and he started to lose his breath. He reached his hand down and started to stroke himself.
Cas inserted another finger and started to really stretch him out. It wasn't like he needed it as bad as their first time, but it was still necessary. He took the fingers and spread them, and he inserted his tongue inside him. "Jesus, Cas. Kinky." He breathed. Cas continued to tongue fuck him, and if he didn't stop, Dean was going to come right then. He stroked himself faster.
Cas stood up and positioned them so Dean was laying down again and Cas was sitting in between his legs. He inserted his fingers, and fingered him more. He reached to the side table and pulled the lube from the drawer. Dean never kept it there, so Castiel must have put it in there earlier. He poured some onto his hand that wasn't inside Dean, which took skill, and slid it over his own dick. He pulled his fingers out swiftly.
He aligned the head and slowly pushed in. Dean let out a groan. Once Cas was fully inside, he waited a few seconds for Dean's approval to continue. "Fucking move already god dammit." He swore.
Cas took that as a sign so he could start pounding Dean as hard as he could into the bed. He didn't seem to care about taking it slow. And damn Dean wished he was like this before. It felt five times better this way.
"Faster, oh god Cas! Fuck me!" Dean cried out. Cas went faster, and harder until he found the place that made Dean see stars. He angled himself so every thrust would land right there. He thrusted as hard as he possibly could, he grabbed the bed post to support himself better.
Dean was swearing and moaning so hard he almost forgot the breathe. He could hear that Cas was having the same problem. It was always like that during sex for him. He probably wasn't used to it like Dean was. He could see the sweat roll down both his and his lovers faces. Castiel reached his hand to Dean's cock and started to pump it in time with his thrusts.
He could feel himself coming to his climax. Cas thrusted a few more times, and the couple came at almost the same time as Dean screamed out Castiel's full name.
"We...made a mess." Dean tried to let out, but he was so tired. Having sex was a really tiring thing. He pulled out slowly and plopped down on his side of the bed. He wanted to just sleep.
It was still only 3. Castiel didn't seem like he was tired at all. He got up from the bed and stretched. "Maybe you should go take a shower or something. I think I'm going to sleep for awhile." Dean sighed. Castiel nodded as he started to leave the room.
"Love you." Dean called out as Cas shut the door behind him. Dean sighed again and closed his eyes. He heard the door open again and Cas peek through the crack of the door and he just nodded. Dean was unsure of what that meant, but he smiled back to him.
Cas actually left to take a shower that time. Dean could hear the shower turn on. He closed his eyes once again and thought about his usual things that always brought him to sleep. It was probably the best birthday he had in years
Suddenly he could hear a phone start to ring. He didn't know what that ringtone was, so it had to be Cas' phone. He only heard his phone go off once, and that was when it was on vibrate. He looked to where Cas' pants pocket was, picked the phone up, and looked at the caller ID. It was a blocked number. Dean didn't know who it could be, but he answered it anyway.

"Hello?" He asked.

"This isn't Cas. Who is this? I need to talk to him this is an emergency." The voice on the line said. It was obviously a girls voice. She sounded like she was a total bitch. She just had one of those voices. It was very unique, and he never heard it before. It couldn't be anyone Dean has met. He knew everyone that Cas knew, so he had absolutely no idea who it could be.

"Talk to him? What? This is his boyfriend, Dean. Who the fuck are you. You have to be someone he doesn't like."

"I'm his sister."