AN: Sorry this is so late. Family in town = awkward porn-writing mood. LOL Hmm...uhh warning for...not completely romantic love-making...?

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"You're both...certain you want to do this?" Castiel asked, standing beside the bed in absolutely nothing, arms wrapped around his middle, either out of modesty or the pain of want, the brothers weren't sure.

"Oh we're sure," Dean told him as he and Sam began stripping off their shirts and stepping out of their boots.

"I'm so grateful," Cas said with an outburst of air. "I have previously familiarized myself with the components of preparation for anal intercourse," he told them. "And I have made certain that I am ready for you."

Sam and Dean froze in their actions at that. "You what?" Sam asked.

"I've prepared myself," Castiel repeated. "So that we don't need to waste time on foreplay."

"Foreplay is half the fun, Cas," Dean told him halfheartedly as the two approached the angel, Sam sliding to stand behind him as Dean stripped out of his jeans and boxers.

"Perhaps," Cas replied. "But I don't think I can wait any longer. I feel as though...I might burst out of this skin if one of you doesn't start soon."

Dean looked at the angel's desperate eyes for a moment. "So, Sammy, is he prepped like he says?"

Sam crouched down on his knees behind Cas, grabbing hold of the angel's firm globes and using his thumbs to spread them. "Oh fuck...yeah, he's...fucking perfect," Sam told him, unable to stop himself from slipping in two exploring fingers.

Cas groaned at the sudden intrusion, nearly toppling forward before Dean caught him. "Please," Cas said breathlessly into Dean's neck as he held onto Dean's hips.

"You like that, Cas?" Dean asked with a grin.

"Please... I need... I need..."

"Tell us what you need," Dean said as he moved a hand up to the side of the angel's neck.

"I need it," he said, pulling his head back a bit to look at him. "Need one of you inside me." His voice was firm and gruff and almost normal, as if he were asking them to help him find an angelic object crucial to the survival of mankind.

Sam stood, opening his jeans before his arms snaked around Castiel's waist, fingers spreading over the angel's abs. He pressed his hard cock into the crease of his ass, causing a breath to shudder from the man in front of him. "Can I?" Sam asked, looking straight at his brother. "Please, Dean, can I do it first?"

"Yeah, baby brother," Dean groaned and began walking them toward the bed, he himself moving backward. "You want that, Cas? Want Sam's big, thick cock in you?"

"Please..." And then Dean's mouth was crushing to his, causing the angel to groan, hips humping forward against Dean and back against Sam, like his body couldn't make up its mind.

Dean sat on the bed once they reached it, then grabbed onto Cas's arms. "Come'ere," he told him. "Lay over me, Cas. Spread your legs like this," he showed him, spreading wide as an example, and pulling the angel to lay on top of him. "Give Sam some room to get in there."

"Yes. Anything," Cas replied breathlessly. His and Dean's cocks were pressed together, gliding alongside one another with Castiel's movements. He pressed his mouth back to Dean's, liking the way it felt to have the man's tongue in his mouth. Sam pulled his jeans and boxers down to his thighs. He lined himself up and pushed slowly inside of Castiel.

The angel found himself pressing his face back into Dean's neck as he shouted out with relief.

Dean met Sam's eyes then, just as Sam began to lower his head toward Dean's, holding still for the moment as he bottomed out. He kissed Dean hungrily, tasting the distinct difference there that had to be Castiel.

"How's he feel, Sam?" Dean asked between kisses. "He nice and tight like I imagine?"

"Yeah," Sam squeaked as he pulled out and pressed back in, earning another shout from the angel. "So good, Dean."

"How 'bout you, Cas? How's it feel to be stuffed so full?" Cas could only respond with a desperate, almost whiny groan, pressing back against Sam. "You want him to go faster?" Dean suggested.

"Yes," Cas finally found his voice. "And harder...please..."

Dean bit down on his bottom lip as Sam fulfilled the angel's request. Cas's pleased moans rose in both tone and intensity. Every thrust caused the angel's cock to slide delicious against Dean's.

"Yeah, Cas. So good," Dean praised beneath him. "You're doing so good for Sam. Takin' it like you've been doin' it all your life, aren't you? Fuck, so hot... Both of you are so fuckin' hot right now." He pressed his hips up into the angel's. "You wanna fuck me, Cas?" he offered. "Wanna fuck me while Sam's fuckin' you so good? I'm still stretched from last night. All you'd have to do is slide right in and-"

"Oh...God!" Cas nearly screamed, his head arching back as he came. Dean felt the hot come cover his own cock, making the slide even easier.

Sam rode him through it, concentrating with every remaining fiber of thought not to come himself. "God, Dean...he's so tight," Sam told him breathlessly, then leaned down to crush his mouth to Dean's again.

"Stop holding back, Sammy," Dean told him.

"Huh?"

"Cas, you want Sammy to come, don't you? Fill you up with it?" Dean asked, pressing his mouth to the angel's ear.

"Mmm," Cas groaned, his cock twitching and still hard between them.

"Go on," Dean told Sam. "Something tells me we're gonna be here a while."

Sam wasn't completely sure what he meant by that, but he gladly let himself fall over the edge at his brother's instructions, biting down on the angel's shoulder as his release flooded the impossibly tight channel.

Dean held onto them both, one hand in Cas's hair holding him to his shoulder, and the other around Sam's back. His hips pulsed up in time with Sam's slowed thrusting. Dean wasn't concerned with his own release just yet. Watching Sam with Castiel...well, it was something he would never forget. This felt exciting and like the start of something truly amazing. It felt like the moment he and Sam had realized that they both wanted each other like this.

"Does the offer still stand?" Cas asked, pulling Dean from his thoughts as he picked his head up from Dean's shoulder to meet his eyes.

"What?" Dean asked, gazing into the angel's eyes as if seeing them for the very first time.

"For me to...be with you, Dean," he said, a pink flushing his cheeks as he spoke.

Dean's brows rose slightly. "You ready for that already?"

"I don't require a recovery period," Cas told him. "And I would prefer not to stop."

Sam listened in on the conversation as he slowly pulled out of Cas. "I'm...I'm gonna go get a towel," he said, straightening to stand up. But Castiel stood and turned around, grabbing hold of Sam's arm to stop his movement.

"Sam," he said, meeting his eyes. "Leave it. I like feeling the evidence of you on me. Thank you, Sam." Sam was speechless, and the angel was soon pulling him down to press him mouth hungrily to his. It was their first shared kiss, and Sam felt both excited and almost guilty with the action. He hadn't kissed anyone else since he'd been with Dean.

"Jesus, you two," Dean said in a breath out. "I'd be insanely jealous right now if that wasn't turning me on so much."

Dean's words made Sam feel much better. He enveloped the angel in his arms and pressed deeper into the kiss. Cas couldn't help the groan that escaped him, his hands finding their way to the belt loops on Sam's jean he'd pulled back up just moments earlier.

"All right, all right," Dean whined. "Get over here already. You're leaving me outta all the action."

They pulled out of the kiss and turned to Dean. "I apologize," Castiel said, noting how Dean had scooted all the way onto the bed, legs spread in invitation. He approached to edge of the mattress again, suddenly looking a bit unsure of what to do. "How would you like to proceed?" he asked. "There are several pleasurable positions that-"

"Let's just go missionary for now, all right?" Dean said, cutting him off. "Sammy, come lay next to me," he requested, looking to his brother and patting the bed beside him. "Want you right here. But first, lose the pants, man," he said with a smirk.

Sam shucked off his jeans and boxers and climbed into the bed beside Dean, his face tucking into Dean's neck for a moment as he laid on his side.

"You okay with this?" Dean asked quietly.

Sam met his eyes at first with a furrowed, questioning brow. But he saw the seriousness in Dean's features, the slight worry and apprehension, and remembered how he felt just moments earlier when he was kissing Cas, before Dean had reassured him. He understood. "Yeah, Dean. You sure you're prepped enough?" He looked to Cas who still stood there, simply observing the two of them eagerly. "Cas, there's lube in the drawer there," he told him, motioning toward the side table. And as Cas fetched it, Sam pressed over Dean, kissing him as hungrily as he'd been kissing Cas earlier.

Castiel watched in fascination as Sam's hand slid over Dean's chest, moving down over his belly and further down to grasp his brother's hard, leaking cock. Dean hummed into Sam's mouth as Sam stroked him, his hips stuttering up off of the mattress, thrusting up into Sam's hand. The angel was no longer willing to wait any longer.

With the snap of the cap on the tube, Cas poured a liberal amount of the lube into his palm before returning the bottle to the table and coating his vessel's cock. He climbed up onto the bed, Dean's legs parting again, falling into place to make room for his arrival. Sam pulled away from Dean for the moment, glancing to the angel's glistening cock as it bobbed in front of them. He wasn't quite as big as Dean and Sam, but it was still impressive and inviting, and suddenly Sam was a bit jealous that he wasn't the one being filled with it.

Instead, as Cas crawled up the bed to stop between Dean's legs, Sam snaked a hand under his brother's knee and pulled his leg back, exposing Dean's hole for the angel. Cas growled hungrily, pressing his lubed fingers against the clenching hole and pressing two inside, much like Sam had done to him earlier.

"C'mon, Cas," Dean urged. "I'm ready. I can take it. C'mon."

"Dean..." Cas pulled his fingers from him and scooted up just a bit more, pulling Dean's hips up into his lap before lining himself up. He met Dean's eyes as he slowly pushed in, observing the hunter's expression to watch for signs of any discomfort. When he saw none, he pressed all the way in, eyes slipping closed at the feel of Dean's hole clenching tightly around him.

"Feels good, doesn't he?" Sam asked, voice deep with lust as he watched the bliss on the angel's face.

"Yes," the angel replied with a sharp exhale, opening his eyes to look down at Dean. Sam's hand had moved up to play with Dean's nipple, and he could see the older brother's abdominal muscles rippling, twitching with every movement the two of them made. "It feels amazing," he said as he pulled halfway out and thrust back in. Dean grunted beneath him. "Though I believe that, if I were given a choice, I enjoy being the one to be filled."

Dean grunted, arching his back at the angel's words, and had to quickly grab onto his own cock and pinch the base to keep from coming. "It is your choice, Cas," Dean told him when he could breathe again. "You want me to fuck you? You want that?"

"Yes...perhaps more than anything right now," Cas admitted. Before he knew what was happening, he found himself falling backwards, and Dean's straddling legs repositioning to be between the angel's.

"C'mon, Sammy," he glanced back at his surprised brother. "Come hold his leg like you were for me." He leaned down to kiss Castiel as he waited, mouths battling as the angel squirmed beneath him anxiously. Once Sam repositioned himself and pulled Cas's leg back, Dean pulled away from the angel and turned to kiss his brother again. "Baby, want you to suck his nipples while I fuck him," he whispered into his mouth. "Bet we could make him come like that... Just on my cock, and you playing with his nipples. You think?"

"Yeah," Sam said breathlessly, his cock springing back to life. "Wanna try." They separated, Sam going directly for the task at hand, pulling one of the angel's hardened nipples into his hot mouth. Cas keened under the administrations, a hand coming up into the younger brother's hair.

Dean grabbed under Cas's other knee and pressed it back, exposing the flushed hole that awaited his attention. "Oh fuck," he said as his grabbed his cock to aim. "Your come leakin' out of him, Sammy. Christ..." he slid his cockhead to press the fluid back toward the hole, both of the other men filling his ears with pleased noises. "Bet you want me to fill you up again, Cas, huh? You want both mine and Sammy's come filling you up?"

"Oh...god, please, Dean... Please do it..." the angel's head rolled side to side, desperate and impatient.

Dean pushed inside, no preamble, no slow movements to allow him to adjust. It didn't seem necessary. And by the pleased groan that escaped the angel's throat, he'd been correct.

Sam held himself up with one hand, the other giving attention to the nipple that wasn't in his mouth. Dean's hand was on his back, encouraging him, and he could feel when his brother bent over and pressed his mouth to the angel's. But it came as a surprise when he felt Cas's hand wrap around Sam's cock, stroking expertly, bringing him back to the full hardness he was already on his way to. He moaned around Cas's nipple, sucking almost too roughly, but highly enjoying the arching of the angel's back at doing so.

"Dean...please...harder," Castiel requested, breath coming quick.

"You like it hard and fast, don't you," Dean said with a grin, then bit down on the angel's bottom lip.

"I like when you make me...come, as you call it," the angel replied gruffly. "And there is still...one more thing I would like to try after this."

"Oh yeah?" Sam asked, moving his head up to the angel's ear. "What's that?"

Cas met Dean's eyes, as Sam was too close to focus on at the moment. "I would very much like...to ride Sam...while you are inside of him," he told them.

Sam's eyes slammed closed, his hand shooting down to grab onto Castiel's wrist, pulling it away from his cock and slamming it down on the mattress above his head. "Fuck, Cas," he whispered roughly in the angel's ear. "You're such a cock slut, aren't you..." And Dean was fucking into the angel harder now, pressing his legs further back now that Sam abandoned the nipple-play. "You're first time, and you can't get enough..."

Cas nearly screamed out as Dean hit his prostate over and over again at this slight shift of angle.

"Yeah, that's it, Cas. Come on... Come for us. Want Sam to see how fucking gorgeous you are when you lose it..."

The words pushed the angel over the precipice, his body quaking as the clear fluid shot over his chest, just as intensely as before. Within moments, Dean was following him, filling him up like he'd promised, dropping his hold on the angel's legs and reaching out for his brother.

Sam turned and met his eyes. He pushed up from beside Cas as Dean's hand buried in his brother's hair, and their mouths met messily, sloppy, teeth clashing together for small moments before finding tongue and lips. Then Dean was pulling away, hands moving to either side of Sam's face as he looked at him. "Keep me hard, baby brother," he told him as he pulled out of Castiel. "Keep me hard for you, baby..." and then his mouth was back on his.

Sam's hand was wrapped around his brother's cock within mere moments, stroking in just the right way he knew to keep Dean ready. "Just need a minute, Cas," he said between kisses. "Just give us a minute, okay?"

Castiel just laid there observing and catching his breath, excited for what was yet to come. The brothers looked so perfect together. He almost felt guilty for trying to insert himself into this, but they seemed so willing and trusting, both of him and of each other. This was truly a gift, and he couldn't be more grateful.

"How do we do this?" Sam asked, breathing roughly as he moved to nuzzle and suck on Dean's neck under his ear.

"I'll lie down," Dean answered. "You lay on top, back to me; I can hold you, even though you weigh, like, a ton... This is for a good cause," he smirked. "Then Cas..." he looked to the angel. "You straddle Sam, facing him. Try not to crush me, okay? Like...don't pass out on top of Sam or anything."

"I don't believe that will happen," Cas replied. "But I do have...another request of sorts," he said as he pushed up on his elbows.

"You know we're game for pretty much anything," Dean told him.

"If it wouldn't be too...uncomfortable for either of you, I would like to...let my wings out..." he said, looking down as his eyes flicked back and forth self-consciously as he awaited an answer. When he looked up again, they were both looking at him with a mixture of lust and wonderment.

"I thought..." Sam started, "I thought we couldn't see them. Just their shadow," he questioned.

"You won't see them," Cas told him. "But you can feel them if I let them out. And I believe it might...enhance my experience even more."

"Yeah," Dean said in almost a whisper as he nodded. "Yeah, Cas... We wanna feel them..."

TBC...

AN: I gotta split this up because...well, as much as I'm enjoying the porny, incestuous, inter-species threesome writing, I've gotta give equal time to all of my projects xD