Passenger 3-B
Author's Note: Dean's thinking about his college years, therefore, this chapter will have flashbacks.
Chapter Six
Sam awakened to an empty, looking at the alarm clock; he was stunned to learn its past three in the afternoon. Jeez, I've been sleeping over twelve hours? Glancing to his lover's pillow, he's happy to see a note.
Sam
You were out like a baby and I didn't wanna wake ya. I'm on my way to the meetings but I checked our schedule and I'll definitely meet you for dinner on the yacht for the evening cruise.
Dean
P.S. I'll wear light clothes so I blend in
Sam immediately laughed, liking how his beau checked their schedule and knew what to wear. But what Dean didn't know was that Sam actually rented out the entire yacht just for them. How will I ever be able to tell him the truth of who I am because he might never forgive me?
About an hour later, Sam left the vacant bed from a long shower. He couldn't stop thinking about that hot guy he's been making love to for the past several days, thus he pleasured himself over and over in the steamy water. Upon exiting, he retrieved his phone, and was shocked to see a text from Dean, plus, missed his calls too.
Dean's text from forty minutes ago: "Dude, r u still sleeping? You're in paradise…get your fine ass up! Now!"
Sam smiled as he immediately returned the text: "No, I'm awake and I was thinking about you while I showered…miss you and your fine ass."
Dean instantly responded with another text: "Sam, I'm in a serious meeting, therefore, I can NOT be thinking about asses, cocks, lips or anything else you mention…got it?"
Sam's text: "I never mentioned cocks, lips or anything else…I was thinking those, but never mentioned them. In fact, I was thinking about your cock and lips while I was jerking off in my long shower. I hoped you'd come back for an afternoon treat so I could do things to your cock and lips!"
A few minutes passed until Sam's phone chimed again. Finally, I thought I'd pissed him off or something.
Dean's text: "Well, I hope you're happy! I had to leave the meeting to jerk off in restroom…call me now!"
Sam's text: "Uh, okay." Wait a minute, we're gonna have phone sex now. Oh man, he's really gonna freak when he discovers who I am. Sam dialed his phone and Dean answered moaning into it on the first ring.
"I wish you were here so I could fuck ya." Dean begged. "I, uh, need ya."
"You always could've come back to the room." Sam replied.
"Oh I'm coming…uh, soon." Dean panted. "Sam, take off all your clothes."
"What?" He huffed, "I just got dressed."
"Take. Off. Your. Clothes." Dean impatiently remarked while he was pumping away.
Sam did what he was told, even though he thought Dean was being rude. 'Fine, I'm naked now."
"Jeez, Sam, if ya wanna hang up…"
"No, I'm here. So don't hang up." Sam interrupted. "Please continue."
"Good boy, put this on speakerphone and lie on your back." Dean waited a few seconds, "Take a hold of the massive, hard member of yours and imagine my hands caressing the entire length." He remained silent to hear Sam slightly moan, knowing he's doing it.
"Now, pump it faster…it's so hard that it aches…aches for me to suck it. I wanna put my lips around it…take your entire length into my wet mouth. But you don't want that, right?" Dean listened for him to answer and wanted as his lover moaned with each pump.
"Dean, I want it…I want it!" Sam said in ecstasy.
"No, you don't. You wanna fuck my face with your long, hard, thick cock." Dean explained, "Right, Sam? The blowjob isn't enough so you're gonna fuck my mouth with that massive dick of yours. You're gonna thrust it in and out of my mouth, making me take that massive length inside my juicy mouth. I can't move as that enormous cock is being rammed down my throat, hitting my tonsils with such power, my entire body has shock-waves running through it as you keep pounding it in and out…harder and faster…in and out…"
"Yes! Yes, Dean!" Sam cried out, "Oh god, yes!
"That's it…I'm getting close!" Dean shouted.
"Oh god, Dean…Dean!"
"Yeah Sam, keep screaming my name, okay?"
"Dean…Dean!" Dean stopped when he heard Sam moaning his name over and over, as both were driving themselves to pleasurable orgasms. Dean had to hold onto the stall as his legs became wobbly.
"Oh man, that was incredible." Sam managed to say while breathing erratically.
"Yeah, yeah it was."
"I should've had more faith into what you were doing because I didn't think it was going to be this heavenly." Sam said.
"Sam, never doubt me again, especially when sex is involved." He teased. "I better get cleaned up and head back into that dull meeting."
"Of course, but we'll do this in person real soon." Sam explained, "I miss you and will be counting down the hours."
"Me too." Dean said then hung up; hoping no one in the meeting would suspect what kind of freak he was.
Several hours later in the boring meeting, Dean was reminded of events from a long time ago while he was in college with the blue-eyed man of his dreams.
Flashback
For the next few months, the happy couple made love every night and Dean wanted them to live together.
"Dean, you know that's not possible." Castiel said with a concerned tone. "I will only live with ya if you tell your parents about us. I know you have been blowing them off and that it's because you're too afraid, but if we do it together, it'll be easier."
Dean sat there shaking his head, speaking softly. "They hate me and will send me away again. Every time I do something they disapprove of, they force me into doing what they want."
"But I'll be with you this time."
"I'm sorry, but no." Dean firmly replied. "Cas, I'll just keep ignoring them and we'll be happy, okay?"
"Sure." Cas said with a fake smile.
A few months later, the girl's floor monitor, Mrs. Getty, saw a couple entering the students' sleeping quarters. "Hello, how may I help you?"
"Hi. My name is Mary Winchester and this is my husband, John, and we're looking for our son, Dean Winchester."
"Oh, of course, please have a seat." They are guided to a small lounge area. "I am Mrs. Getty and it is nice to meet you. However, Dean will be in class until 4:30, so may I offer you some coffee or something?"
The three adults were now sitting at a table drinking coffee and making polite conversation.
"I hate to bring this up, since you seem like a loving, caring couple, but your son has been in several relationships that are a concern of mine. "The woman said while the two parents looked at one another with fear. "I'm afraid your son has slept with several young women and broke their hearts by referring them as one night stands or flings. I am sure you did not raise him like this, subsequently I thought you should know."
John instantly chuckled, making the woman furious. "Excuse me, Mr. Winchester, but what is funny about your Casanova son breaking the hearts of innocent young women?"
"Listen, Lady, he's in college and he wants to play the field…I see nothing wrong that, so butt out." John said in annoyance at her meddling.
With an irritated huff, the woman attempted to leave. However, Mary asked her to stay. With a very relieved tone, she tried to smooth it over for them. "Ma'am, I think what my husband was trying to say was, uh…Dean was shy in high school. I know this isn't a good excuse. But he's finding himself and I'm sorry to say, he's doing what he feels is right."
"Well, Dean is not the one who has to hold the crying girls when he dumps them. All I ask is please talk to him about responsibility and feelings." Mrs. Getty pleaded.
"Sure, we will, I promise." Mary assured while holding the other woman's hand.
The two relieved parents sat there until they are spotted by their stunned child. "Mom, Dad, what are ya doing here?"
"Honey, are you okay?" The worried mom asked, pulling her son into a hug. "Since you won't come home anymore, we came to see you."
"I'm fine."
"Dean, you can't keep ignoring us, because we know what really is going on." John informed his bewildered son.
"Wh…what are you saying?" Dean questioned.
"Son, we know that you have been screwing chicks here and there and leaving them."
"John, really, do ya have to put it that way?" Mary irritably responded. "Honey, what your father was trying to say is…uh, we know about all the broken hearts you have left behind after you have one-night stands. We're not mad, because we know that you have been exclusive with Cassie and we're very happy."
"I…I don't know what you're talking about."
"Son, we know all about Cassie and we want to know why are ya hiding her from us? What's so damn bad about her that has you avoiding us?" John joyfully added, "We're just damn pleased that you've been screwing around, but are very happy to know you have found someone special."
Dean's completely caught off guard and was astonished by his father's statement. Is he really pleased that I was screwing pussies? And how do they know about Cas?
"Guys, I don't know what you've heard, but it's all false." Dean said with a hint of deceit.
"Stop lying, since several people have told us everything. There is nothing to be ashamed of and we're very proud of you."
"Dad, who's been talking about me?"
"Honey, we just spoke with Mrs. Getty about all the girls that you have hurt and we're not mad, just relieved. We really want to meet Cassie, your girlfriend, okay?"
"No, Mom, it's not okay."
"Son, tell us what's going on?" John angrily insisted. "And I want the damn truth!"
Dean stood there with his palms sweating and his knees were buckling. All he wanted to was to sit in the fetal position and cry, but he was a man now and needed to face his parents with his darkest secret.
"I've been avoiding you on purpose, because I've fallin' in love with someone and wanted to see where it was going. And it's been going great, I wanted to tell you but I know that you still hate me and…" He found himself being cut off by his mother when she pulled him into another hug and then both sat down.
"Honey, we don't hate you!" Mary warmly replied, "Why would you say that?"
"Mom, I could tell by the look in your eye and the tone of your voice that you always hated me." Dean said sadly.
"Now listen here, Son!" John sat on the other side of Dean. "We love you very much and are not disappointed in you. Lately, you have been the perfect son…you get good grades in school, you're dating girls…you've learned from those perverted mistakes and we are just so damn proud of you."
"You father is right, because nothing could be that bad where you are on purposely ignoring us. So, why were you?" Mary sincerely asked.
With his parents' arms around him, Dean felt love for the first time in his life by the two people who gave him life. He was caught up in the moment and mumbled that Cas was different.
"What, Honey? How is she different?" Mary inquired with a warm smile.
"She's uh…" Dean looked around the room and saw a good friend, his former tutor and ex-lover, Cassie Robinson, as she's chatting with friends. "Cassie is one-year older than me; she's a lot smarter than me and is half- African American."
Mary and her husband looked at one another in confusion, leading John to ask, "Are you saying that we're racists and that's why you don't want us to meet? Because if you are, then you're sadly mistaken. We just want you to be happy with a woman, any woman, understand?"
"Yeah, I know." Dean replied while noting that his father mentioned woman twice. If the truth comes out then they will really hate me. All I ever wanted was for them to love me for who I am, but today showed me that I'm meant to be unhappy. I have to dump Cas so my parents will continue to love me.
"Can you guys excuse me for a second, I'll be right back?" Dean slowly stood and walked over to Cassie.
Cassie had the biggest smile when Dean approached her. Even though he dumped her after a short fling, they remained friends when her father died. Dean was there for her during that difficult time and had hoped someday to be with him again. He was the best lover she had ever had; therefore, whenever he needed help with homework or projects, she was available.
"Hi, Dean, how are you?"
"I'm good, but I wanted to ask ya something." Dean pulled her onto a sofa nearby. "I want to know if you would like to meet my parents, since they are sitting over there." Dean casually pointed as both parents slightly waved.
Confused, but happy to be sitting next to the man from her many wet dreams, Cassie waved back to the Winchesters. "Why do you want me to meet them?"
"Because, I have been non-stop thinking about you lately and they picked up on that. So, I thought now would be the perfect time…or not." Dean's hand caressed her cheek, "I'm not pressuring you or anything, just think about it. I'm gonna take them out to eat to Logano's and I hope to catch ya later."
As Dean sat up, Cassie pulled him back down, "You know how much I love their pasta and breadsticks…um, can I come too?" The beauty asked with the biggest smile and, with that, he took her hand and introduced her to his delighted parents.
John and Mary took turns hugging her and their son as they beamed with pride. Cassie told them about the incredible Italian restaurant Dean was taking them and all happily left together. None of them knew a young man had been watching them and could feel his heart being ripped out.
Deep down Castiel knew this day might come, but nonetheless, it hurt. It was bad enough to be dumped by a loved one, but to have that loved one do it for all the wrong reasons was heartbreaking.
TBC…