Skin to Skin

Chapter 5

Dean went home to the motel and immediately headed to the shower, trying his hardest to bypass Fergus and Benny. "Where ya been mate?" Fergus asked him inquisitively. "Did you find a piece of ass?" Dean got angry, defensive even at that. Castiel was more than a piece of ass. "None of your business, I'm getting in the shower." Dean left Fergus and Benny in the main room and stripped his clothes quickly in the bathroom. Dean felt like he was racing his body to the finish line. He turned on the water and as soon as he got in Dean's hand found his cock. He immediately got hard, all the teasing from Castiel leading up to this. His stroked his weeping cock under the hot water, using one hand as support against the cold tiles. He pictured Castiel moving those delicate hips over his cock, grinding against him, teasing him. "Aah.." Dean hissed, this jack-off session was feeling way better than it should have. He fucked his hand, imagining it was Castiel's, those slender hands making his cock look huge, his seed covering Castiel's beautiful face. "Fuck... Cas.." Dean groaned with the need to moan loader, his stomach muscles tensed up, his cock swollen and pulsing in his hand. "Aah..." Dean came in white spurts on the shower tile, he stood there for a minute shaking, energy spent before cleaning it up. He wiped the come off the wall, washed his body and got out of the shower. Dean bet more than anything Castiel's ass will feel like heaven compared to what he just did.
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Castiel sat at the computer, trying to focus on his paper but he couldn't. He couldn't stop thinking about how Dean pulled him down into his lap, how he rolled his hips up into his, how he could have sworn he felt Dean's erection press against him. Castiel slouched in his computer chair, staring at his hard cock through his sweatpants. He really wished it was Dean's hand reaching down and grabbing it, he wished it was Dean's hand fondling his balls as he thrust into his other hand. Castiel moaned softly, imagining Dean eating his ass, his broad shoulders hovering over him as he pounded Castiel. "Aah..." He bucked up into his hand, precum leaking out and he licked it off his hand, whimpering as he imagined it being Dean's. Castiel twisted one of his nipples while rubbing the head of his cock, he felt so close but he didn't want to come yet. He wanted to keep fantasizing about Dean doing these disgustingly satisfying things to him. Castiel's cock throbbed and pulsed in his hand, he moaned as it twitched at the sensation of him rubbing his slit with the tip of his wet thumb. "Dean...Dean..." Castiel whimpered and chanted his name like a mantra until he was done riding through his orgasm. He cleaned up and stared at his computer screen. "I'm going to sleep." He climbed into his bed, naked and spent. "Goodnight, Dean."