Sexting

Dean woke up the next morning with a bounce in his step. He figured things where looking up and instead of waiting for the other shoe to drop, he'd just go with it. He knew eventually he'd have to tell his parents about him and Cas, but that was further down the road. He needed to feel that Cas was as in this as he was.

At school that day, Dean decided to meet up with Cas before class. He went over to his locker and when Cas turned, Dean was shocked to discover that he had a split lip.

"Hello Dean."Castiel said grabbing some things from his locker.

"What happened, Cas?" Dean asks grabbing Castiel's chin and turning his face towards him, his thumb brushing Cas's lip softly.

"Dean," he warns, his eyes narrowing as he pulls away from Dean's grasp.

"It was Crowley, again, wasn't it?" Dean asks, taking Castiel's silence as a yes.

"It is nothing, I merely missed an appointment." Cas informs him, "You coming over again today?" He changes the subject looking away from the other man.

"I can't I'm grounded till Friday," He tells him.

"Because of Adam," Cas states, nodding.

"You heard, huh?" Dean shuffles.

"Yes, I am aware." Castiel pulls out a cigarette rolling it between his swollen lips, just out of habit of knowing he can't smoke in school.

"Mr. Novak," The principle shouts at him. "I better not be seeing a tobacco product on these premises."

"Then look away." Cas deadpans.

"You being a smart with me?" Mr. Adler glares at him his anger evident as he makes his way closer.

"I am certainly smarter than your ass, sir." Castiel informs him flippantly, Dean covers his mouth to trying not to laugh.

"How does detention sound Castiel?" He threatens smugly.

"It doesn't have a sound," He replies flatly, as he glares at the principle.

"That's it you are coming with me," Mr. Adler takes the cigarette from his lips and then grabs him by the back of his shirt, hauling him to his office. "Something funny, Mr. Winchester?" He sneers.

"Nope," Dean smiles innocently at him before winking at Cas.

Well, at least he knew Castiel now had plans after school he laughed to himself making his way to first period. He was proud of the guy, he never saw anyone get Mr. Adler that pissed off and then again few have tried.

The school day passed fairly quickly and before he knew it Sam and him where heading back home for another uneventful night. After dinner, Dean was in his room listening to some music when Sam bounded through his door.

"Hey Dean?" Sam asked.

"What's up Sammy?"

"Want to go play catch?" He asks.

"Sure, why don't you go grab the mitts and I'll meet you down stairs." Dean tells him.

"Can we go to the park?"

"Why not," He smiles at his brother before he runs off to get their stuff.

Dean decides that he's going to try and tell Sam about Cas and him or at least test the waters. He knows Sam will probably be cool with it all, but he's still fairly nervous. He jogs down the stairs, grabbing his mitt from Sam as they head out walking toward the park.

"How's that Jess girl?" Dean asks him, nudging him with his elbow.

"She's fine I guess," Sam says.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Her and her family went on vacation and won't be back till summer." He sighs.

"Well, when she gets back you should call her." Dean informs him as they turn into the field of the park.

"I guess." Sam nods.

They start tossing the ball back and forth just joking around and talking about random things. It's getting a bit later the sun leaving as the light begins to fade away.

"Let's head back," Dean calls. Sam jogs towards him as they mossy back towards home.

"I have something to run by you," Dean begins awkwardly.

"What is it?" Sam looks up at him.

"What if, and this is hypothetical," He stalls. "I was kind of dating a dude." He blurts out.

"Is it that Novak guy?" Sam asks earnestly.

"What?" Dean sputters.

"Well everyone says he's bi, or whatever, and I know you've been hanging with him." He clarifies.

"How are you so damn smart," Dean mock grumbles.

"Mom told me," Sam tells him. "Plus you said no to Ana."

"Ah," Dean nods.

"It's no big deal, Dean." Sam tells him shrugging, "But he seems kind of dangerous." He adds a little worried.

"He's really not that bad, Sammy." Dean smiles at him, throwing his arm around his brother's shoulders.

"Just be careful ok," Sam warns him. "You aren't as secretive as you think, you know." He adds, smiling.

"I am like batman, dude." Dean snaps. "No one knows my secrets."

"Not really the best example man," Sam informs him.

"Whatever bitch."

"Jerk," Sam smiles shaking his head.

"How do you think mom and dad will take it?" Dean asks nervously.

"I don't know," Sam sighs looking at his brother. "Mom will probably be pretty, cool." He stops not needing to mention how horrible their dad might take it.

"Ya," Dean nods as the head up the drive way to the house.

"Are you going to tell them?" Sam asks before they enter the house.

Dean nods, "When the time is right, Sammy." He smiles as they go back into the house.

Dean's feeling pretty good about his admission to Sam, if only his parents would take it so well, he thought. He takes a quick shower and heads back into his room hearing his phone vibrating with a message.

MSG:FromCAS

What are you

Doing?

MSG:ToCAS

Just got out

Of the shower

-D

Dean throws on a pair of pajama pants and shuts off his lights before he lies in bed starring up at the ceiling. The warm breeze flitters through his open windows as his phone goes off again.

MSG:FromCAS

Really…

He smiles at the message, if this is going where he thinks it's going, he's going to sleep very well tonight.

MSG:ToCAS

Ya now I'm

Lying on

My bed

-D

MSG:FromCAS

Hmm…

Sounds

Uneventful

MSG:ToCAS

It doesn't

Have 2b

;P

-D

Dean starts to move his hand down his bare chest, slipping it past the waistband of his pants.

MSG:FromCAS

Touch yourself.

He grins at the simple reply his hand grasping his cock, stroking slowly.

MSG:ToCAS

Way ahead

Of u ;P

-D

Dean thumbs the head of his cock as he twists his hand up and down, thinking about Cas and his impossibly blue eyes doing the same thing. They message back and forth; Cas's messages getting filthier each time. Cas cums before Dean and the admission pushes Dean over the edge. He cums all over his hand, his muscles tensing before relaxing back into the mattress.

MSG:ToCAS

That was

Hot! ;D

-D

MSG:FromCAS

Indeed.

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