WARNING: SEXINESS AND NUDITY.
Humor just became sexual. I'm sorry its late, I was afraid of your feedback. I got some hate on the other site I posted it on and so i was scared. GUILTY.
Last chapter. Not really a big bang. Sorry.
This is the first fic I've written with nude. *facepalm*
After the second time Dean Winchester woke up next to an angel, he was actually quite surprised to realize that he could remember everything that happened last night.
And now he really needed a drink.
"I don't understand, Dean. You agreed." Castiel said, looking a little exasperated.
"But I…I hardly remember! You were all seductive with the wings and your hair and your pretty blue eyes and…" Dean snapped his mouth shut. "I'm going insane."
Castiel threw up his hands and got out of the bed, still completely naked. "Why are you so confusing? A 5 year old boy is easier to figure out."
"Really, Cas. Thank you for relating me to that." Dean mocked. "And get some pants on!"
What Castiel did next caught Dean off guard. The angel actually stuck out his tongue and quickly whipped his head around, his chin in the air. And then, to Dean's annoyance, he disappeared.
"Oh c'mon!"
Dean only lasted 2 hours before giving in.
"Fine, Cas! I'll…do it with you and I won't complain. Promise." Dean called out to the heavens (literally).
Castiel appeared slightly behind the doorframe to the bedroom from the kitchen. He peeked his head out, his hair still tousled. Dean realized he was still naked.
"Can I trust you, Dean?" the angel asked, blue eyes gleaming.
The sight itself made Dean's mind melt. "Of course, Cas. You know it…as long as bondage isn't involved."
"Deal." Castiel smiled slightly, and walked over to Dean, and Dean had to force himself to look from the thing between his legs to his face.
Castiel sweetly, slowly, placed a hand on Dean's cheek, and the hunter leaned into it, closing his eyes. Dean reached his arm out to Cas's waist, and for a second, they stared at each other, into their eyes and soul.
That is, until Castiel squeezed Dean's ass.
And not that Dean would ever admit it, but he squealed in surprise, which of course made Castiel greedy.
Not that an angel could be greedy for lust. Or attention.
Technically he was pleasuring his charge, and himself as a bonus.
After all, Dean deserved a break. Slowly, they leaned down into the bed, touching, kissing, nothing past the waist.
Dean nibbled Cas's ear while the angel breathed onto Dean's skin, kissing his neck and clavicle. The feeling made Dean moan, and the sound of it made Cas's erection grow even more.
Sam's not so lucky.
"Um, Gabriel. This is…not fun." Sam swallowed, knowing that he could not move at all. He wasn't bound, he just couldn't move. Which is worse.
The fact that he was naked didn't help either.
"Sammy, you do remember that you've almost gotten me killed every time since we've met. You owe me!" Gabriel said calmly.
"Well, okay, but do we have to do what I think you're thinking?"
"Yes."
"Gabriel…I'm not gay."
"Are you?"
A whipped cream bottle was placed on the bedside table, and Sam's eyes widened in fear.
3 hours passed, and I'm sure you can guess what happened.
Dean and Castiel were still pleasuring themselves when Sam walked in, feeling dazed…and maybe just a little satisfied.
And then he was greeted with his brother and Castiel fucking each other. His eyes widened again. His jaw dropped to the floor.
Dean stopped in his process to realize Castiel had paused for a moment.
"Sam." Castiel whispered.
"Oh shit." Dean grumbled. He sat up , covers up to his nose.
"Heya, Sammy."
"Dean…you…Castiel…bed…" Sam stammered.
"You also had sex with Gabriel twice." Castiel stated, defending Dean.
"Yeah but…it wasn't willing…WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?"
"It is your deepest desire." Castiel shrugged.
Dean coughed awkwardly. There was a moment of silence, while Castiel tickled his inner thigh.
"Would you like to join?"
In the absolute shock of it all, Dean burst out laughing. "Sam? With us? Threesome?"
He continued laughing.
"Dean."
"Oh God, Cas, that's funny."
"I don't understand. I wasn't kidding."
Dean abruptly stopped laughing and stared from his brother to the angel. "You're…Nonono. I'm NOT doing wincest."
"It's not Wincest. It's a mixture of Wincest, Destiel, and Sassy."
"Sassy?" Sam gaped.
"Sam and Castiel."
"HOW COME HE HAS TWO ANGELS?"
"Because you have Bobby."
Sam slapped a hand to his mouth. "Bobby?"
"Great, now I'm scarred for life."
"Come here, Sam." Castiel said, getting up.
Sam winced from the sight of the angel naked. His eyes shifted from the wall to Castiel. The angel put his hands to his shoulders and stared deep into his eyes. "You must do this."
"You've got to be kidding." Dean scoffed.
Castiel suddenly shoved Sam onto the bed, and despite the strong man's efforts, Castiel had both men pinned down on the bed.
"How does a scrawny thing like you do that?" Dean asked.
"This scrawny thing has talent." Castiel whispered, as he started to unbutton Sam's shirt.
"No, Cas, I already did this tonight!"
"Not with your wonderful brother." Castiel said, leaning over to Sam and brushing his cock over Sam's mouth.
"Let me tell you boys a story." Castiel said, smiling wickedly.
"NOT THIS AGAIN."
"Dean released the thigh he was holding and moved to straddle the angel's chest. "No, to the side," Castiel tossed a glance to his wing.
"Not gonna hurt you," Dean whispered.
"Please," Castiel begged. "Want it."
Dean could never say no to him. He grabbed a pillow from the top of the bed and slid it under Castiel's head. He moved so he was resting his weight on one knee beside the pillow, the other hovering over the wing.
Without warning, he dropped his other knee, pinning the feathers and flesh into the mattress. Castiel's head dropped back and he howled in pleasure.
Dean seized the opportunity and thrust his half hard cock into the open mouth. Castiel groaned around the flesh in his mouth. Dean's hips snapped forward.
"Ready, Cas," Sam asked. Dean looked between the spread legs and saw Sam pouring more lube onto his hand. Castiel made a groaning noise of consent.
Dean couldn't tear his eyes away as Sam pushed slowly in. Sam's jaw dropped the further his hand went in. Dean stopped thrusting, allowing the angel to adjust.
Castiel screamed around Dean's cock as Sam's hand stilled. The lamp rattled again.
"Shit, Cas," Sam whispered. "Oh fuck."
Dean's hips snapped forward, shoving his cock further down the angel's throat. He looked down between the spread legs again and saw that Sam's hand had disappeared.
"Fuckin' little whore," Dean growled, his hips starting a punishing pace. "You like both holes being used?"
Castiel whimpered as one of his hands wrapped around his own cock. Dean wound his fingers through the dark unruly hair and gripped tight."
And then, in their horrified stupor, Sam and Dean began to close the distance between themselves.
"OH GOD." Sam yelled.
"What the hell is wrong with the angels lately?"