After a cold glass of lemon seltzer water and a nap, Dean woke up an hour later feeling refreshed and ready to take on the day.
They drove the Impala to the graduation ceremony of course; Dean never missed a chance to show off his beautiful Baby. Before taking off, Castiel doubled checked the buckle on the car seat, put Grace's purple rhinestone sunglasses on her, a gift from Grammy Scott, and they were on their way.
This was the end of one chapter and the beginning of the next for Dean. The Omega finished high school only partly for himself; it was mostly for his teacher husband and also to set a good example for their daughter. Without them, Dean wasn't sure what would have happen as he never really enjoyed school.
Dean downplayed his own pride in this achievement and left the bragging to the Alpha in the passenger seat, the guy with the big, goofy smile on his handsome face. Castiel had on sunglasses but Dean just knew the guy had happy eyes beneath them where the corners crinkled just so and the ever changing blue was a shade of bright azure.
"Mommy, sing."
He glanced in the rearview mirror to find his baby smiling at him, "Aw, come on Gracie, Mommy doesn't want to listen to your music right now."
"Pease."
Cas rested his head on his wife's shoulder and cooed, "Pease."
"Fine…talk about not playing fair."
He popped in the "Gracie" tape which Castiel had painstakingly compiled for her, taking cues on songs his daughter seemed to like.
"Steal My Sunshine" was the first track. The beat was infectious and soon even Dean was nodding along with Cas and Grace. The trio in sunglasses sang along, Cas knew all the words but Dean had to fake most of it and Grace used baby-speak although she knew the word "sunshine".
His left hand out the window to catch the breeze, Dean's heart was light and his spirits high. Though he felt he entered the official world of Men long ago, once free of the bonds school had put on him, he was ready to take on the world.
….
The principle frowned as she read the next graduate's name, "Belinda Boobinstein?"
No one got up; a wave of laughter went through the student body.
Millie's face now three shades of red, apologized, "sorry, it must be an error."
Dean got that icky feeling in his gut again. "Come on, call my name already…Oh my god, its sooo fucking hot out here."
Dean, sweltered under his cap and gown as name after name was called, he ran the bottle of ice water over his face, condensation dripping down his robe.
"Fuck me…Pendergrass is only at the G's?"
Millie announced, "Garrett Grabbinpooper."
Snickers and snorts ran through the seated seniors. She squinted at the list then turn toward the vice-principle who saved the woman by replacing her joke list with his. Apparently some student thought it would be hilarious to toss in a few name adjustments.
She ran her eyes over the crowd trying to pinpoint the ass who did it, "Screw it…keep going Millie, after today they are world's problem."
Finally she got to the N's, "Dean Winchester Novak."
Dean jogged up on stage and made a grab for his diploma but the principle didn't let go right away, she whispered in his ear, "Believe it or not, I'm going to miss you."
He whispered back, "Bullshit, Millie." With a grin on his face, Dean yanked the coveted diploma from his former adversary's hands, held it in the air and let out a triumphant whoop.
His family, the Brothers of the Sisterhood and Dean fans stood and applauded him. Taking a cue from James Cagney, Dean shouted to the heavens, "top of the world Ma!" In his heart, Dean just knew Mary was watching.
Afterward there were many photos taken of Dean and the family. Spencer was shutter happy as he testing out his new camera. When Scotty snapped a photo of just Dean and Spencer, the Alpha expressed how proud he was of his son-in-law. To fatherless Dean, those words meant the world.
Tony, a member of Brothers of the Sisterhood, dragged Dean away from his family to meet with the rest of the gathered brothers. Castiel watched Dean like a hawk since the group was surrounded by enamored Betas. Betas were most welcome by the brotherhood as they were considered more reasonable and docile than Alpha teen boys, although there were brave Alphas chatting up some of the Omegas. A group of female graduates joined the growing number of teens.
When Dean rejoined his family after around ten minutes, Cas was relieved. He took Dean in his arms and dipped him, planting a claiming kiss on his beautiful lips. Cas righted his Omega but kept a arm tight around Dean's waist.
"What did they want?"
"I'm invited to a Brothers graduation party. There's gonna be a bonfire, music, booze and tons of food. You don't even have to worry about me drinking and driving since Tony's parents said anyone who wants to stay can camp out overnight."
As Dean's Alpha, Cas' first instinct was to put his foot down and tell the young Omega he had to stay home, that Dean had responsibilities and a married Omega had no reason to be around a group of unmarried contemporaries.
He was about to express this but the look on Dean's face and the excitement in his voice gave Castiel pause.
Dean went most of his life being anything but a kid and from there the teen ended up saddled with a baby and husband. No matter how much Dean loved and appreciated his husband and daughter, Castiel sensed on occasion an undercurrent of restlessness in the teenager.
"If I tell Dean he can't go he might just tell me to fuck off and go in anger… if I let him go I'll have to trust him…" Castiel looked over to the crowd of teenagers, "It's them I don't trust."
Dean tugged on his Alpha's sleeve and in a soft voice he asked, "Cas, I can go…right?"
Cas gave Dean something akin to a hug but with force behind it, "Yes, promise you'll be careful. If anyone tries anything…"
"I'll give them an epic beat down," he placed a kiss on Cas' ear, " The party will in one of the family's farm fields but the parents will be at the house plus it's going to be mainly Omegas, Betas and chicks."
Grace tugged at her mommy's robe; the tot was overheated, tired, hungry and teething. Dean picked her up, "Time to go home before princess has a melt down."
….
Five hours later…
By dusk Dean had left for the party, leaving behind his sleeping daughter and morose husband. Castiel brought up a bottle of wine from the cellar to drink on the back porch. The nude Alpha covered himself in bug repellent and went to sit and stare and the moon while having a pity party of one.
He drunk texted Benny with his fears and Benny texted back Castiel was being too clingy; also Cas should go to bed.
"Maybe Benny was right...I'm too clingy. Dean is like a wild horse, a magnificent, young stallion rippling with lean muscle…firm flanks, beautiful mane and impressive genitals…always ready to mate, to mount or be mounted…god, I miss you Kitten…I mean stallion."
Cas spent the next twenty minutes having the saddest masturbation session in human history.
…..
Meanwhile, at the party…
Dean popped yet another pig in a blanket into his mouth then took a swig of beer. He hopped on one of the picnic tables and shook his ass to "Rocky Mountain way".
"Whoa yeah!"
Everyone who wasn't busy making out, doing keg stands or shoving food into their gullet stood around the picnic table clapping and chanting his name.
Dean pulled off his sweat soaked tee twirled it above his head and flung it into the crowd. A cheer went up.
"That's all you get, asshats!"
Groans of disappointment went through the crowd and most of them wandered off.
He jumped off the picnic table and was delighted to find dollar bills on the grass, "Hot damn, I just made sixty bucks. Maybe I'll skip the construction work and go into stripping."
Dean felt at ease among his brothers. The females, Betas and Alphas in attendance were more than easy to handle if the need arose. Only the more docile were invited, leaving control to the Brothers. For Dean to have the chance to let go and spend a night as a slightly reckless teen gave him a sense of freedom.
Tony, their party host came over and took Dean by the hand, leading him to the bonfire where the two Omegas stretched out on the grass to look at the stars. Tony passed a flask over to Dean and he drank deeply.
"Man, this is great. Thanks for inviting me, Tony. I really needed to let off some steam."
When Tony reached over and held Dean's hand he thought nothing of it, Omegas tended to be very touchy feeling with one another. "I'm glad you came, Dean. I really like you."
Dean tucked his free arm under his head and closed his eyes as the booze began to take effect, "I like you too, Tony."
"Hey Dean, guess what."
"What?"
"My parents are probably asleep by now."
"Awesome."
"Anything goes."
"Uh huh."
"Did you get a condom from the bowl when you came here?"
"What?"
"Safety first, I put a big bowl of condoms on a table."
"Um, I don't need one." Dean held up his hand, his wedding ring catching the reflection of the flames.
"Ugh, how boring it must be. I mean, Mr. N is hot as fuck and I'm not only person here who would love to ride that stud but sex with one person forever and at eighteen… I couldn't do it."
Dean let go of his friends hand and wiped the sweat off on his jeans, "My life growing up was different from everyone else so for me having the right Alpha…the right man means everything. I love my family. I get where your coming from though, it's just not for me."
"Different how?"
"Never mind how, trust me, it was different."
Tony sat up and in one swift motion grabbed the back of Dean's head and kissed him hard. Instead of punching him, Dean slapped his friend hard across the face.
"Dude, what the fuck!"
The mortified Omega touched a finger to his bleeding lip and there were tears in his eyes both from pain and embarrassment, "I thought you liked me."
"I do, as a buddy. You need to look someplace else if you want pussy. I'm mated and that's never gonna change."
Dean stood and stormed away, pushing people out of the way as he went. He sat under a tree at the edge of the field where it was safe and dark and he could keep an eye on the others unnoticed.
The Omega looked up at the stars, wishing he was home with his family but he was plastered and promised not to drive.
Moans and the rustling of vegetation came from just a few yards away, attracting Dean instantly. His voyeuristic nature peaked.
There, spread out on the grass was an Omega, his naked body bathed in moonlight. The Omega's legs were splayed open and he had his cock in hand, jerking it wildly while another Omega ate his pussy. Dean knew it was another Omega since the other boy was on his knees, ass in the air and vagina on full display. Dean noted how pretty it looked, lips gaped open, shining with slick and engorged labia as the finishing touch to what Cas referred to as "God's work of art".
Dean hunkered down behind a bush to watch. At one point he took out his cock, needing badly to rub one out. With his free hand Dean pushed two fingers inside himself with the thumb on his clit to work his hole. As the two other teens reached their orgasms, Dean was right along with them, it took all his effort not to cry out.
Thick slick, thicker than normal for Dean, dripped all over his boxers and jeans while his dick shot ropes of cum over the bushes. Once he caught his breath, he zipped up and headed for the Impala. Dean rolled down all the windows then crawled in the back seat to sleep.
….
"Good morning, daddy's little sunshine princess." Cas lifted Grace from her crib and gave his daughter a kiss and cuddle before taking off her diaper and cleaning up a mess so stinky only a parent could stand it.
He hopped in the shower with Grace and washed her first before setting her down and washing himself. After a towel off he put her in a fresh diaper and a sundress.
Grace been cranky and fussy the past few days since teething started. She mouthed her dad's finger and it actually hurt.
"Ouch! You little vampire, let me see your mouth," Castiel took a look and saw a bottom tooth erupting.
Grace turned her head away, "No."
Castiel winced when he heard that word; it was starting to be her favorite. The days of cheery little Gracie were numbered as she approached the terrible twos.
They shared cheesy scrambled eggs and fresh cherry chutney made from the wild cherry tree that flourished in the front yard.
It wasn't until Cas carried Grace onto the front porch that he noticed the Impala parked in the drive. The back door was open and Dean's legs were sticking out. Grace struggled until Castiel put her down.
"Grace, stay here."
"No."
She toddled after Cas as he took long strides to reach the Impala. He found Dean on his back, snoring loudly. The Alpha noted the lack of shirt, the stink of booze, sweat and the pungent scent of dried cum. He buried his nose in the Omega's denim clad crotch to get a better read. Cas was only partially relieved to find it belonged to Dean.
He slapped his mate none too gently on the cheek, "Dean, wake up."
Dean eyes opened a crack and what he saw made him want to close them again. Castiel's face said everything he needed to know, Dean was in deep shit. His Alpha grabbed him by the arms and yanked him from the Impala, back kicking the door shut. This would have normally infuriated Dean but he was in no condition to yell.
Castiel drag-carried Dean to the house without saying a word and once inside pushed Dean toward the stairs, "Take a shower, you smell like garbage."
Dean turned to say something but the Alpha held up his hand, "I don't want to hear anything from you right now. You'll have plenty of time to talk later."
…..
Dean brushed his teeth then showered; scrubbing his body till his skin was bright pink. Last night had come back to him, the dancing on the table, the drinking and his friends' unwanted advances and finally, crouching in the bushes to jack off to the Omegas having sex.
The thought of it made Dean sick. So sick he knelt over the toilet to vomit up the remains of last night. He scrubbed the back of his hand across his eyes to catch the tears.
"What's wrong with me, I'm so damn weepy and my gut feels crappy all the time and…and the last time I felt like this I was…oh fuck."
TBC