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"Dean! Dean?” Yelled out loudly, he was in the middle of the woods. “Dean!” He called out again.
He didnt care if his yelling was attracting the bloody monster, he just wanted to call out for dean, what if he was in danger, or what if the monster already killed him and is just nearby ready to kill him next, he doesnt know.
He spins around, shouting at a different direction this time. “Dean! Where are you?” Not noticing the crunchy footsteps behind him, he grips his gun tight, ready to pull the trigger in any moment.
As sam sharply turns around, he finds dean standing just right infront of him, FINALLY, but then he didnt notice that when he turn around, the monster appeared.
Sam felt a huge force behind him, pushing so hard sam thought his spine broke for a second, he falls down onto dean, their bodies crashing against each other, they hit the ground hard with a grunt luckily sam catches himself, hands automatically extending and placed on the side of dean’s head preventing from crashing further, and dean mainly felt the pain strike in his back but he was fine.
What was NOT fine at all was how sam’s knee was hardly pressed on his crotch where his dick was peacefully sleeping but because of that impact it immediately made it hard, it also hurt a bit,
and yeah, sam didnt purposely did that because that would be gross, and plus the monster pushed him now their in that state.
But it was still his fault, for not realizing the monster was already there.
Dean groans, trying to hide what his feeling right now. “Get off, man.” He says frustratingly.
”Sorry.” Sam quickly says before standing up and facing the monster, punching its face.
Dean sighed in relief as the pressure was gone now but the hardness still remained, he watched for a moment before he realizes sam is clearly in danger right now, he quickly stands up, muttering a “fuck.” before finally joining in the fight.
After the hunt, they drove back home and washed, cleaning up their wounds. “Where’s cas anyway?” Dean asks seriously, hissing as the alcohol hits his open wound, it stings so bad.
Sam shrugs. “I dont know? Why would i know?” He sounds a bit annoyed.
”Just asking.” Dean muttered, where was cas?
...
Dean sat on the driver’s seat of the impala, leaned back on the seat, legs spread, arms on his side awkwardly.
It was dark outside, the time was about 1:21pm, just the right time to relax and..
Jerk off.
Dean could feel the sensation rising again, something sparkling inside him, fuck he needed cas, those lips on his dick, hands squeezing his cock so hard.
His hands slowly reached down, to hold his crotch, squeezing it gently, then he begins to knead it, hard but slow. “Mmm..” He mumbles, enjoying how he teases himself.
Dean’s mid hard cock hardened more making him move his hand faster, pressing, squeezing, palm it, whatever way you could do it and imagine it, his jeans tightened around his legs, there was already a noticeable bulge on his pants.
His other hand reached down, slowly unbuckling his pants before pulling the belt off and throwing it on the side, dean gulped, he was doing this again, for the hundredth time, and he feels no shame doing it.
He quickly unzips his pants and pulls it down past his thighs, his cock springs out, red, hard and wet for unknown reason but he liked it, he stares at his cock for awhile, admiring how it twitched.
Dean then lazily starts to stroke himself with his rough dry fingers, gently rubbing the slit of his reddish tip using his thumb, dean whimpered, now wrapping his whole hand onto his cock, stroking it slow but hard.
He was so needy, he needs cas right now, oh fuck, FUCK, he needed cas’ lips on his tip so real bad, licking him clean as he comes. “Shit.” Dean mutters under his breath at the thought of cas, he squeezes his cock gently imagining cas doing it, continuing to stroke it so good.
Dean speeds up a bit, tightening his grip making him whimper. “Cas..” He gasps as he bites his bottom lip, he moves his other free hand up under his black t shirt, caressing his belly then up to his chest, playing with his nipples until they hardened.
“Oh cas, please.” He begged like cas was there stroking his cock and playing with his nipples, his thumb rubbed the slit of his cock that had pre come, teasingly pinching his own tip making him instantly moan and squirm a bit.
Dean fully speeds up his strokes, gripping his dick tighter like it was the last thing he would do, his hand reaching the bottom until the top, pumping it like a bottle of ketchup. “Fffuck.. cas, i need you so bad.” Dean moaned, desperate for a release, desperate for cas to give him what he needed.
”Cas... cas-“ Dean cries and moans, louder, he closes his eyes shut, stroking it in full max speed, also whimpering as he pinched his hard red nipples.
“Dean.” Dean suddenly heard, a familiar voice, same tone like.. cas.
Dean didn’t open his eyes immediately. “Do you want me really bad dean?” He asks- cas asks, Dean was wishing it was real, that cas was there, he was gonna do it for him, suck his cock and make him come in his mouth.
”Yes please.” Dean says, breath heavy, head tipping back as he bites his lower lip hard, his strokes slowed, waiting for any touch.
Dean heard shuffling noises, movements going towards him slowly, then he felt it.
A hand, rests on his inner thigh and squeezing it gently, dean gulped. “Damn it, please do it.” He begged, removing his hand from his cock so cas could stroke it.
There was a pause before the hand on his thigh disappeared, appearing again this time on his cock, its fingers wrapping around it slowly, Dean immediately whimpers in surprise, leaning onto the touch. “Cas..” Dean gasps.
It stroked it slowly but then quickly speeds up, giving his cock a gently squeeze making dean whimper again. “Do you like it?” Cas asks, tone so smooth like honey.
”Fuck yes.” Dean groans, he could already see stars under his eyelids. “Suck me cas.. please suck it- make me come in your mouth.” He begged, his wet hand reaching onto something, something he could grab.
He felt hair, his fingers quickly tangles onto it, gripping on it tightly before he tries to tug it lower, dean felt cas’ hand that was on his cock loosening, his head slowly lowered until dean felt his lips brushing on his tip.
Dean instantly moaned. “Please-“ He begged again, cas slowly licks his lips before he wraps it around dean’s wet tip, dean grips onto his hair tighter, knuckles whitening.
Cas’ head lowers, and lowers until his cock was halfly in his mouth, he hummed and it made dean shiver.
He begins to bob his head, slow and steady, while his tongue licked the under side of his cock, dean could feel his stomach turning upside down at the sensation. “So good cas.” Dean moaned, finally opening his eyes.
Dean watches cas as he bobs his head a bit faster, cheeks hallowing around his member, sucking it so perfectly, cas looked so hot and pretty, those pink wet lips perfectly wrapped around his veiny hard dick, cas looks at him noticing he opened his eyes already.
Cas sucks harder, tongue twirling around its tips, moving his head faster causing dean to moan loudly, caught off guard. “Mmm..” his head automatically tips back on the seat, he untangles his fingers onto his hair and rests his hand on the back of his head.
Dean began to push cas’ head lower and faster, the tip of his cock hitting the back of his throat but luckily cas has gag reflex. “Oh fuck.” He moaned, he was close.
As cas deepthroats him, his tongue swirled around his cock, moving up and down to the left and right then back up to the tip to lick his slit.
”Cas- oh my god.” Dean gasps, his voice breathy and heavy, he was so close to the edge of coming, cas just needed to do a little more extra to reach that edge. “Fuck, oh fuck cas, please.” He cries out a plead, his hips starting to thrust onto cas, fucking his expensive mouth like an ass.
Eventually the car was filled with sloppy wet sucking noises, skin slapping, heavy breathing, dean’s loud moans and whimpers and most of all his curses that would make a christian’s ears ring.
”ffffuckk cas, im fucking so close.” Dean whimpers as he felt his tongue on his slit again, cas could feel his cock throb and twitch, like a heart beat.
With 4 last sucks and bobs and thrusts dean pushes cas’ head as he finally comes so hard in cas’ throat with a loud moan, digging his hard dick in his mouth, his warm seed dripping down on his chin.
While dean recovers, cas slowly swallows his fresh come, twirling his tongue around his cock. “Mmm.. cas.” Dean bites his lower lip as he looks down at cas, pulling his head up slowly and pushing it down again.
Cas moans around him, the sensation of having dean’s cock still in his mouth after his release was just perfect, dean does it again, thrusting his hips onto his mouth as he realizes cas likes it. “You kinky bitch, you like that?” He says as he continues to thrust
Cas nods, and dean does a few couple of times before he finally pulls himself out of his mouth, cas coughs, his lips red and so wet, there was even a drop of his come on his chin.
He then wipes his mouth with the back of his hand like he done it before then looks at dean and smiles slightly, dean smirks, having an idea. “You want a turn?”