Castiel appreciated the hell out of Dean's enthusiasm at kissing but it was evident the dude was a novice. The make out session began sloppy and wet. After that Dean became a human Hoover dust buster. Castiel extracted himself gingerly away from an overenthusiastic Dean. He wiped drool from his chin. "Slow down there, cowboy. I know this is your first time at the rodeo but we have all the time in the world."
Dean's cheeks burned beet red. Cas tugged him closer to him. "Hey it's ok. I like being your first in a whole bunch of things." Dean's eyes turned dark. Castiel covered Dean's body against the shower stall's tiles. "I'm gonna love teaching you how to kiss amongst other things."
His lips covered Dean's mouth. This time the two teens took things slow. Castiel brushed his tongue softly along Dean's swollen lower lip. The Winchester immediately opened his mouth a little; granting Cas access. Castiel licked the roof of Dean's warm and moist mouth. Dean gasped. His fingers dug into Cas' hips.
Castiel smirked upon feeling Dean's erection. Their tongues swirled inside Dean's mouth. Castiel ran his fingers along Dean's short cropped tawny hair. He peppered kisses down the taller boy's neck. Dean closed his eyes and rubbed himself against Castiel. His body was on fire. He moaned Cas' name.
"Please tell me this isn't a one-time deal," Cas mouthed into the side of Dean's damp neck.
Dean was incapable of speech at the moment. He rubbed his erection harder against Cas'. "I take that as a no." Castiel smiled before kissing Dean gently on the lips one last time. Footsteps were heard entering the boy's locker room. Dean didn't release Cas.
"How about we go out to lunch and hang out afterwards? But just the two of us" Cas traced the freckles which adorned the tip of Dean's nose.
He kissed Dean's Adam's apple as it bobbed hard. Dean nodded. "Let me shower first," the Winchester finally regained his speech.
Castiel left Dean to shower. When he arrived at his locker to get his regular clothes, some of the soccer team players were still celebrating the Lions' draw. Raphael and Cas exchanged high fives. Castiel licked his swollen and red lips. It was obvious what he'd been up to for the last ten minutes. He covered his wilting erection with a folded pair of jeans.
"Where's St. Dean?" Ion asked. "We're going to Chubby's for pizza and the quarry afterwards. My bro left some ganja."
Dean emerged from the stalls. A towel was wrapped around his lean waist. Tiny droplets of water cascaded down his bare torso. Castiel turned around to dress. At this rate his boner was never going to disappear.
"You in?" Fer asked Dean.
"Nah I have plans." Dean glanced at Cas before heading to his locker.
"How about you, Cas?" Uriel inquired.
"Bobby has a thing and I have to take care of Alfie. Some other time," Cas answered as he put on a Guns N Roses t-shirt.
"Say hi to the soup kitchen's staff, St. Dean," Ion saluted the Winchester. Dean glared at the cocky bastard.
The players left. Dean dressed in silence. Castiel rolled deodorant under his arms and waited for Dean. He drove them to a small cozy diner located in the outskirts of town. No one they knew would see them. Luckily, the friendly waitress named Cricket sat the couple in a secluded corner booth.
