They arrived at Ash's clean and wiped clear of their sweat. Dean was still holding onto Tessa's hand as he turned off the ignition of his car. He looked towards her and then back out the windshield. "So who's ready to see Cas get drunk off his mind? Maybe he'll even throw up," Dean joked as he turned around to look at his friend. Castiel rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Is the party even going on?" He asked as he looked around and noticed how everything seemed sort of dark and dead. He cocked a brow and Meg pushed at his shoulder.

"Did you invite me to a dud of a party Clarence?" She asked as she pulled only one side of her mouth into a smile.

"The party isn't necessarily here," Dean retorted as he looked between the two of them and it clicked in his brain that neither of them had been to a party at Ash's. He smirked again because he knew that they were going to be in for a treat. He looked back out the window, turned to give Tessa a knowing look then got out of the car. She smiled and looked at the couple before removing herself as well. Dean closed the door and was happy for the slight drizzle that had happened while he was driving, he watched as Castiel got out of the car and stretched his muscles. Dean chuckled slightly when he heard the small squeak emanate from Castiel's mouth. "You're a fucking dweeb." The other boy looked at him and cocked an eyebrow.

"How am I a dweeb?" He asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. Meg let out a soft laugh from across the car and Dean smirked.

"Because you are Clarence," she stated simply as she walked around the car and tangled their fingers together. "But you're a cute dweeb."

"I wouldn't go that far," Dean said as he felt Tessa's fingers wrap around his wrist.

"Come on, if we don't get there soon all the cold beer is going to be gone," she stated as Dean turned to look at her. Thunder rumbled across the sky and Dean nodded. He pulled her along and away from his car towards the thicket of woods that were behind Ash's house. Tessa leaned up against Dean and he couldn't help but enjoy the crisp air around them. Meg and Castiel walked behind them, Dean didn't bother to look back and see what they could possibly be doing.

"So the party is in the woods?" Castiel asked from behind and Dean nodded.

"Yeah, its actually pretty cool," Tessa stated as she grabbed Dean's arm and stepped even closer to him. "The fire is warm, the people are drunk, flood lights brighten up the pong table.

"There's pong?" Meg said with a smile as she looked at Castiel. "Maybe this won't be a dud of a party. I'm great at pong."

"We'll have to play together," Tessa said with a smile as she looked back at Meg. "I'm always into winning against the boys who think they're so good." Meg smiled back and that was when Dean pulled the group to the crackling fire in the distance.

As they approached the laughs got louder, the talking become more audible and Ash noticed their arrival.

"Dean! Cas!" He yelled as he downed another beer from the side of the aluminium. "And you brought your ladies!" He tossed the can to the ground and walked up to them, two women hanging off of his shoulder, their cheeks tinted red and their smiles huge.

"Who else would we bring?" Dean asked as Tessa broke apart from them to grab some beers. "Just Cas?"

Ash laughed and shook his head, watching as Meg walked with Tessa over to the coolers. "Pretty sure that's kind of homo dude," Ash replied with a smile. "Not that there's anything wrong with that, just a little queer." The girls wrapped around his arms leaned up to look at him. "Sorry girls, forgot you need the attention." He looked between Dean and Castiel and smirked. "I'll see you guys Monday," and with that Ash walked away from them, leaving them alone.

"What do you think?" Dean asked as he motioned his hand toward the fire and all of the people.

"Its a party," Castiel replied quietly. He stared at Dean for a moment before looking toward Meg and Tessa with four beers in their hands.

"Be ready for the disgusting taste of beer," Meg chirped with a crooked grin. She handed Castiel a beer and he looked down at it reluctantly.

"Drink up Cas, you're the only one here who hasn't had a sip," Dean said with a smile as he took a swig of his beer. He enjoyed the cold rush of the liquid and swallowed it down quickly before his taste buds begged him to spit the alcohol out. He looked toward Castiel and watched as the man wrinkled his nose as he sniffed at it. "Don't smell, just drink."

Castiel glared at Dean for a moment then hesitantly took a sip of his beer. His eyes immediately grew wide and Dean's smile got bigger as he took another drink of his beverage. He chuckled and licked his lips.

"Hey De," Tessa said with a smile as all of them continued to get pure enjoyment from Castiel's face as he continued to sio shyly at his beer. "Meg and I are going to play pong." She pressed a kiss to Dean's lips.

"Make sure he doesn't get too drunk," Meg said with a smile as she walked backwards, following Tessa. "He has to be presentable to his parents." Dean nodded and the second Meg turned around Castiel had thrusted his beer into Dean's chest.

"Take it," he stated as he looked up at Dean. 'Take it I don't like it." Dean chuckled and shook his head.

"No Cas, you gotta drink," Dean said with a smile, his cheeks tinting only slightly. "Unless you want to be called a pussy for the rest of the night by yours truly." He motioned his hands toward himself and let out another chuckle.

"But Dean-" Castiel started before Dean pressed two of his fingers to his lips.

"Shush small child," Dean murmured. "Tonight is the night you become a man." Castiel rolled his eyes and leaned away from Dean's fingers.

"I should bite them off," Castiel chided as he sipped at his drink, his eyes squeezing shut. "Awful." Dean chuckled and wrapped his arm around the other's shoulder.

"Come on," he murmured as he pulled them toward the fire. "Let's go sit by the flames of light." He downed the rest of his beer and threw it towards the blaze.

"Are you getting drunk?" Castiel asked as he looked up at Dean, his cheeks tinged pink.

"Not yet," Dean stated simply. "But in due time my friend, in due time." Castiel chuckled and finished off his beer.

"You go sit, I'll get us more beer." Castiel left Dean and the quarterback shuffled over to a log and plopped down onto it. He looked up at the sky and smiled as rain fell down onto his cheeks. He closed his eyes and completely drowned everything out that was going on around him. He liked the little flecks of cold that were peppering his cheeks. He welcomed it and he felt his stomach churn slightly from the alcohol. "Here you go." Castiel plopped down beside Dean, handing the other boy an opened beer.

"Thank you kind sir," Dean mumbled as he grabbed the beer and instantly took a swig of it. He smiled cheekily and looked at Castiel. "Getting used to the taste?" Castiel shook his head even though he took another sip of the beer.

"No, it's still disgusting but I still sort of want to get drunk," he commented as he bumped shoulders with Dean. His face was growing increasingly red and Dean knew that at the end of the can Castiel was probably going to be spouting utter bullshit from his lips.

"You'll get there, trust me," he said as he looked at Castiel with a smirk. "Just give the alcohol some time to explore your system." He took another big drink and looked over to the pong table to see Tessa and Meg laughing and his girl throwing a ball into a cup. Dean smiled and licked his lips. "Why did you transfer schools?" It was a weird question to ask, but Dean was curious considering he never even seemed to talk about his life before he moved schools. He looked at Castiel and cocked a brow. Castiel shook his head and took a sip of his beer, a nervous smile playing on his lips.

"No," he said as he smiled cheekily, the muscles growing a darker shade of red. "No I'm not going to tell you."

"Why not?"

"Because it's a private matter and I don't want everyone at this party to know once you get drunk."

"Oh come on," Dean groaned as he pushed Castiel farther off of the log and rolled his eyes. "I don't just start stating truths and dark personal secrets when I'm drunk." He chuckled lightly and sipped at his beer. "Apparently I call everyone bitch. So spill bitch." Castiel rolled his eyes and took a drink of his beer.

"No," he stated simply as he stood up and licked his lips. "Should I go on a walk or will I get brutally murdered like in the movies?" Dean barked a laugh and smiled brightly.

"Why? You just sat down."

"This fire is too hot," Castiel grumbled as he tossed his can in it. The world around him was getting slightly dull, well, all of it except Dean, which Castiel found to be rather odd.

"Well duh Cas, its fire not ice," Dean said as he stood up and looked down at his friend. "I'll walk with you if you're so scared of someone jumping out of the bushes and killing you."

"Don't make me sound like a small scared child, someone could seriously kill me," Castiel murmured. He rolled his eyes because of Dean's childish smile. "Nevermind, I'll go by myself. If I die I'm going to have a text set that will say its all Dean Winchester's fault because he didn't come with me." He turned away from Dean and walked over to Meg quickly. Dean followed behind and wrapped his arms around Tessa's waist.

"Hey babe," he murmured as he pecked a kiss to her neck. "You winning?" She nodded and placed a hand over his. "That's good."

"I'm going to go get murdered," Castiel stated as he looked at Meg lazily, the alcohol finally taking full effect. She looked at him with big eyes and cracked a smirk.

"By who?" She asked as she turned to face him fully and tangled their fingers together. Castiel shrugged his shoulders and Dean took a sip of Tessa's corona claiming it as his own.

"I don't know, some serial killer that lives in the woods obviously," he stated as he leaned over and pressed a kiss to Meg's lips. She tugged him away and her cheeks turned bright red.

"Not in public Clarence," she said with a shy smile. "I don't like everyone being able to see." Castiel rolled his eyes.

"Why?" He asked as he pouted slightly. Meg smiled and rolled her eyes.

"Because I don't, we've talked about this."

"Fine," he grumbled as he looked over at Dean and Tessa. "I'll just make Tessa kiss me."

"What?" Tessa asked with a wide grin. Dean turned to look at Castiel and he instantly stepped in front of his woman.

"No you will not. If you want to kiss someone so badly go find yourself a drunk girl," Dean murmured and Castiel pouted as he looked up at Dean. He crossed his arms across his chest and huffed.

"I'm going on a walk," he grumbled as he looked at the three of his friends and walked away from them, stealing Meg's beer as he did so. He drank it and couldn't help but like the warm fuzzy feeling it was generating as he walked away from the party, running into a few people as he did so. He wanted to make a dramatic exit, so that his friends could see how pissed he was but being slightly tipsy didn't help since he just continued to trip until he actually made it to the massive treeline.

Dean couldn't help but laugh as he watched his friend stumble about and try to look all big and bad. Meg laughed too along with Tessa and he sipped the Corona again.

"Go with him and make sure he doesn't die from being stupid," Meg said with a smile as she pushed Dean's shoulder. The players across from the table were motioning them to go. Tessa removed herself from behind Dean and nodded as well.

"Yeah, we need him for the season and Meg needs him because apparently she kisses him when no one looks," Tessa said as she looked at Meg and smirked. Dean nodded in understanding and stepped away from them, but not before pecking a kiss to Tessa's forehead.

"Yeah okay," he murmured as he walked away from them. Dean strolled over to the coolers and grabbed himself a Heineken that didn't seem to be too warm. He popped the cap off and made his way into the woods where Castiel had walked into. He took a big sip of his drink and felt the alcohol spreading across him, making his thinking process slightly lower.

When he finally met up with Castiel he had moved to bump shoulders with the guy, making him struggle on his legs. "Hey," Castiel grumbled as he looked over at Dean and pushed at him weakly. "I'm walking here." Dean barked a laugh and stumbled along with Castiel.

"So am I bitch, doesn't mean you can just push me," he grumbled as he threw his corona deeper into the woods. Castiel glared at Dean and crossed his arms over his chest.

"What are you doing here Dean?" He asked as he cocked a brow and stopped his movements, swaying back and forth slightly.

"Meg told me to come to make sure you don't die," Dean stated as if matter of factly. "Also, I don't want my best friend to be murdered in the woods." He started to walk again and Castiel followed, struggling as he did so. "Even if he is a bitch."

"I am not a bitch," Castiel hissed as he looked at Dean. "Why would I be a bitch?"

"Oh you think you're my best friend?" Dean said as he cocked a brow. "No see you're the guy that everyone follows into the woods to take advantage of. :

What?" Castiel asked as he stopped his moving.

"When people come into the woods Cas they usually try to get it on," Dean said as he stopped too and looked down at Castiel. "You know, try to have sex."

"I'm not a child Dean, I know what get it on means." Dean raised his hands. "Why would people ever want to do it in the woods though? I mean, it just seems very uncomfortable."

"Because they're drunk and horny," Dean said simply. "I mean I've gotten frisky in these woods before." Castiel groaned and pushed at Dean as he started to walk away again.

"Gross Dean, I don't need to know about you getting it on with some poor helpless girl."

"She was not a poor and helpless girl, she dragged me in the woods herself," Dean retorted as he walked with Castiel.

"Sure she did. Just like I purposefully trip when I'm drunk."

"You do? Wow Cas, you really aren't all that bright are you?" Dean barked a laugh and Castiel glared over at him.

"I was kidding Dean," he hissed before he toppled over to the ground with a weird sort of yelp. Dean looked down at his friend and cracked a smile.

"You're such a clutz man," Dean chuckled as he moved to help his friend back up onto his feet. Castiel smirked as he looked up at Dean and gripped his hand tightly, pulling the hand and making Dean crash down onto the ground as well.

The result though, was not what either of them expected. Dean laughed as he was pulled down because he completely knew it was going to happen. He let it happen though, his body colliding down with Castiel's. As he was falling both of their eyes grew wide as their mouths smashed together resulting in a kiss. Dean's arms were braced on either side of Castiel and the other boy's hands going to rest on Dean's hips. They stayed like this for a few seconds, their lips pressed together, little sparks of electricity coursing through them. Castiel eventually pushed forward though, his hands going to wrap around Dean's waist, his fingers balling into fists with Dean's flannel. He closed his eyes and Dean did as well, returning the kiss eagerly and moving his hand to cup Castiel's cheek. Something rumbled up in both of their bodies while they were collided together, each of them let out a soft breathy moan and intertwining their tongues in perfect synchronization.

They went on like this for several minutes, sometimes they would break the kiss and just stare at each other before going back to it. Castiel ran his hands up and down Dean's back, not truly believing that he was kissing his best friend. He moved his legs and Dean nestled himself in between them. He grasped at Dean's shirt more as the man started to ground down on him, both of their clothed erections rubbing against each other and causing them to stop. Reality had snapped back to them and they looked at each other with swollen lips and flushed faces.

"We should," Dean started as his eyes moved around to look at Castiel's face. "We should go back to the party." He moved to tugged Castiel's hands away from his waist and already Dean could feel himself sobering up. Castiel nodded and shifted uncomfortably so that he could roll out from underneath Dean.

"That," he could feel his face heating up as he stood up and brushed the dirt off of his pants, his erection deflating itself because they had stopped.

"It never happened," Dean stated as he stood up and looked down at Castiel. "It never happened and we're never going to talk about it again." Dean could hear the anger in his voice, and he knew that he was being harsh, but that could never happen again. He didn't care if he had gotten turned on by having Castiel in that way. It was never going to happen. Castiel nodded and shoved his hands into his pockets.

"Completely understood," he said as he wiped the sweat that was on his face and he started to walk towards the fire. They were definitely not going to talk about it, Castiel was fine with that. He just wasn't sure if he okay with never doing it again.