Passenger 3-B
Author's Note: Dean is thinking about his college years, therefore, this chapter will have flashbacks and I guess this will now be Rated M.
Chapter Seven
Sam surprised his new friend with a private romantic dinner on a yacht that took couples to a secluded island. Dean cautiously walked on board and was stunned to see that they were alone. "What happened to all the other people?"
"I rented it for the entire evening, so it's just the two of us." Sam said, handing him a glass of champagne.
"Oh man, I can't let ya spend all this money like this…private yachts, champagne, gifts. It's too much." Dean concernedly remarked, "You need to save that money for the days ahead because I'm sure Gabe would've wanted you to think about the future."
"Dean, I have tons of things to tell you, but I had hoped that tonight could be just about us."
Both sat down at the dining table overlooking the exquisite view of the moonlit ocean. Then Dean took his lover's hand, "You can tell me anything…I won't judge you since I'm a fuck-up."
"I promise that tomorrow you will know everything about me." Sam explained, raising his glass, "But tonight I want to toast the gorgeous guy in front of me…here's to Passenger 3-B. He's someone who I dream and care about; he's an excellent listener, lover and friend who I hope to keep in touch with when we get back to Kansas."
Dean smiled and raised his glass, "Thanks, Sam. I feel the same way as well…here's to you."
The meal was much fancier than Dean was used to, but he enjoyed it nonetheless. Two hours later they were escorted onto the secluded paradise island by a young woman named Kalani, who had their itinerary. It seemed that Sam had them scheduled for a midnight couple's massage, herbal body scrub and wrap, soothing aromatherapy, a volcanic mud bath and wrap.
Kalani saw that Dean was somewhat skeptical about the upcoming events she had planned and offered explanations. "You are scheduled to have atraditional massage to relieve tension, improve blood flow, and relax body and mind. Chavana Massage...performed by two therapists, which combines a blend of five different massage styles and various spa body treatments." She held his hand, "Trust me, it'll feel like heaven." She then whispered in his ear, "Plus, you get to spend every single minute with your hot beau."
Those words made Dean perk up and couldn't wait to get started. They were escorted into separate dressing areas and both came out wearing matching robes. The male therapists removed their robes and Sam was still in admiration of Dean's toned body and how large everything was.
Dean admitted to himself that Kalani was right, it did feel like heaven. After eating such a grand meal and then having his body massaged, Dean was extremely relaxed and on the verge of falling asleep. Every time Sam looked over at Dean, he couldn't stop staring at him. That man was incredibly gorgeous and Sam wanted him; he wanted to be inside Dean, but knew it was too soon since he's never mentioned it. Sam didn't mind being bottom, given that Dean pleasures him to pure ecstasy.
They moved onto the third story balcony of the private spa where a king size bed overlooked the exquisite moonlit sea. The lovers removed their robes then lay down on the soft beds to cuddle while being very relaxed.
Sam turned on music then handed his lover another drink. Then they began nibbling on some plump chocolate covered strawberries. Dean sucked on one as juice ran down his neck causing Sam to lean in and lick it off. They began feeding one another…licking and sucking every part. Sam was giving his boyfriend's nipples a workout; one with his firm tongue and the other with his long fingers.
Then Sam began flicking his tongue on Dean's ball sack, immediate causing Dean to flinch in excitement. Every time Sam licked him, his body tightened. He slowly brought his tongue to the base of the erected member, teasing Dean as he swirled around then cupped the balls with his hands. Sam took the entire length of the huge penis repeatedly down his throat and soon Dean's entire body trembled, his moaning ricocheting across the private island.
They cuddled in silence until both got hard again and this time Dean took matters in his own hands. He finally felt safe and happy with the new man in his life, the man that was desperately trying to make him happy. Dean knew Sam wanted to make love to him but hadn't been ready until now, that is.
"Sam, I want you inside of me…tonight." Dean turned over, spreading eagle as his lover climbed on top of him.
"Are you sure?" Sam asked in a soft whisper.
"Yeah, I'm ready…I love you." Dean mumbled, his head slightly turned and Sam could see his smile from the light hitting off the ocean.
In the moonlight, Dean looked incredibly sexy and that was turning Sam on even more. However, it was his words that made Sam know this was definitely the right time. He gently began to open up his lover since hurting him in no way was an option. "I love you, too."
Sam started slow with soft, gentle thrusting, fueling the fire burning low in Dean's stomach. He penetrated Dean slowly, letting his fingers outline the muscles of his lover's shoulders and back while he gave Dean a minute to adjust. Soon Sam leaned over him and nibbled on his spine all the way to his soft neck while he started thrusting in and out of him.
"Am I hurting you?" Sam quietly asked.
Dean unexpectedly thrust back to meet every stroke and Sam could feel the heat stirring between them as they moved in perfect rhythm. The bed was grunting under their weight and Dean couldn't stop writhing below Sam, who pumped Dean's member as he took him deep and hard, bringing them close to the ultimate incentive.
"I'm getting close…" Sam moaned as he changed angles and intimately drove in over and over against Dean's prostate. Dean soon came with an extended low groan, his body clasping tight around his lover's.
Sam came with roar, still thrusting in, holding himself deep inside his boyfriend while he shuddered. He fought to breathe now, collapsing on top of Dean. "Damn, that was amazing!" Sam remarked with a smile. Dean hummed an agreement then whimpered when Sam pulled out of him, causing instant throbbing.
"Sorry." Sam quietly said.
Dean opened his arms as Sam slipped back into them while spooning together. Dean couldn't sleep again, his lower body relaxed and throbbing in the most incredible way imagined. And began thinking about events from long ago.
Flashback
The four adults sat at a table in the center of the Italian restaurant and immediately placed their orders because Dean wanted this over fast.
The parents gushed over Cassie, who didn't seem to mind. She found the Winchesters charming and answered all of their questions, despite Dean interrupting them and her.
While eating their appetizers, Mary excitingly invited Cassie and her mother to a party she and John are having. "Cassie, my parents are celebrating their anniversary by having a few friends over for a healthy seafood party at our house and we would enjoy your company as well." Mary informed the young couple.
"Wait a minute, since when does Grandfather eat healthy seafood?" Dean mockingly asked.
With her head low, Mary mumbled, "Since he had a minor heart-attack a few months ago."
"What?" Dean growled, "Why didn't anybody tell me?"
"Son, calm down." John said in a reassuring tone. "Samuel didn't want to worry you, so we thought it was best as well. Your school work came first and besides there was nothing you could have done anyway but worry."
"Yeah, but…"
"No, Dean, it's what he wanted and we followed his wishes." John answered. "Anyway, it'll really please him by having you and Cassie there. He really loves you…you know."
Really? I thought he hated me too. Cassie took a hold of his hand, giving him a cheery smile. Oh man, she must think I'm pathetic, because I'm so excited to hear that my family really does love me.
The dinner was a complete success and it ended in the university parking lot. The foursome said their goodbyes with hugs and kisses and then the very delighted parents were on their way back home.
The young couple sat on a bench, gazing into the millions of starts above them. Dean put his arm around the beautiful woman who made his parents happy. Cassie buried her head into his chest, noticing how mellow his heart was beating. Plus, his hands were soft and he smelled so damn good.
She never wanted to move from this spot, but soon their evening came to an end when a security guard flashed a light on them and mentioned that curfew was now in effect. Dean walked the beauty to her floor and thanked her with a deep kiss. That was all Cassie Robinson could think about all night long…that long, sensual kiss.
As he entered his floor, Dean instantly saw his boyfriend patiently waiting.
"Hey, Cas, wanna come in and keep me warm?" Dean said without missing a beat.
"Yeah, sure."
The two young men sat on the bed, not saying a word. Dean leaned over for a kiss, but Cas pulled away. "What's wrong?"
"Dean, I know what's going on and what are we gonna do about it?" Cas quietly said as he stood.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Dean, please don't play stupid. Its bad enough to be ignored, but to think that I'm gullible, is plain ignorant." Castiel sarcastically remarked. "Before you try to deny it, I saw you, your parents, and Cassie Robinson all leave tonight and I know why. But you need to ask yourself is this what you really want."
Dean took a hold of the young man's hand and said with a soft whisper, "I still love you."
Cas sat back down next to the man his heart was breaking for, "I know and I love you, too. But I will not be a hidden piece in your life. Either you tell your parents the truth about us or this ends tonight."
With a tear flowing down his cheek, Dean answered, "Why? Why are ya doing this to me? My parents finally said they loved me tonight! Let's leave it at that."
"Dean, I'm not doing this to you, I uh…" Cas searched for the right words. "You want me to be a silent partner in this relationship, but I can't. It's not who I am. I'm a person who wants a real relationship with someone who won't hide me…be ashamed of me and our relationship. And sadly, Dean it's not possible for our relationship to move forward in a positive way. You need to find out who you are and how you can move toward the future."
Dean shook his head, "I don't want this to end, please!"
"Will you tell your parents about us and not hide our relationship?"
"Uh…maybe, you know, sometime later on, okay?"
"No, Dean, it's not okay." With his soft hand on Dean's shoulder, Cas pulled him up into a long kiss. "I'm sorry for everything your parents have put you through and I really wanna help, but this will be our final good-bye." Cas kissed him again. "I love you, Dean and I honestly wish you the best."
Dean violently grabbed a hold of Castiel's hand, but immediately released him. Dean could only watch his boyfriend walk out the door. Tonight had been the night he always dreamed of. His parents loved him. Cassie became a true friend. Cas was his boyfriend, his lover, the man of his dreams, had left him. But despite losing Cas, things seemed to be getting better for him but he knew everything wouldn't stay that way. Now everything had changed in an instant and he had to decide how it was going to play out.
TBC…