It had been a long day. Dean's roommate had officially been kicked out. Dean reported him thousands of times over the dozens of people he'd try to fit into their door room. It was a Friday and Dean was more than excited over being told the university was now searching for Dean a new roomie. He assumed a new roommate wouldn't happen until next year, or at least when new Freshman moved in.
Dean was making his way to the bar he usually went to. It was pretty close to the University, which meant there would be plenty of people to recognize. Dean waited in the small line, showing his ID to the bouncer in front of him. He entered the doors, immediately smiling at the nightlife around him. The loud music, the sweaty people standing way to close together, and the excitement were what he lived for. College was fun, hell, it was liberating. He got to work his ass off and party his ass off. Who wouldn't want that? Dean was a jock. He played baseball for the University. It basically gave him a full ride and it got him away from his overbearing father. So with that, Dean walked up to the bar. He ordered the special, some rum, and more rum. He turned the rest of the club around him. Not finding anything that caught his attention, he moved his attention to the man pouring his drinks.
"Tired of college kids?" Dean asked, taking a sip from the sugary drink. He could get fucked up off these. "Nah, man. These kids bring in all the money. You'd be shocked how many of these kids can come to sling it out on a Tuesday," the man said, giving a laugh. Dean smiled back, leaning into the stranger. "I bet you guys make a lot of money, then," Dean said. He was halfway done with his drink. "Hell yeah. White girl wasted is a normal sight here," he said, giving a laugh. When Dean sipped the last bit of alcohol down, he asked for whiskey. Dean and the bartender kept up a casual conversation, laughing and picking fun at one another.
Dean was buzzing when a strong, but twinky, looking young man flew up to the bar. Dean's eyes fixed on him. It was a guy from his Chem class. He was intrigued. "Vodka, shots," He shouted. The song changed, and the crowd immediately changed. People were jumping, and grinding on one another. Dean smiled to himself. "Castiel, right?" Dean shouted as the man took a shot down his throat. The raven headed man turned his eyes to meet the man who called him. "Dean Winchester?" Castiel asked in disbelief. "The one and only," Dean said with a smirk across his lips. "Wanna dance?" Dean said, watching as Castiel's eyes widened. "Uh, yeah, sure," he stuttered out. It was almost funny. Castiel pulled Dean out into the crowd, the shyness immediately dissipating as Dean grabbed onto Cas' hips.
Dean couldn't help but smile to himself as Castiel continued to grind up against him. The song changed again, and Castiel gave a small jump of excitement. Castiel quickly bent himself down, throwing his ass back onto Dean. Dean could have passed out as Castiel bounced his ass across Dean's dick. Dean grinding back, going with Castiel's movements. Castiel was encouraged as Dean grew hard at the movements. "Yes, sir!" Dean shouted to Castiel. He moved his body again, their chests now pressing against one another. Dean smirked at Castiel went he felt Castiel's hard dick grind against him. "Let's get out of here. I want to see how you react to backshots," Dean said in Castiel's ear. His voice was low. Castiel nodded his head quickly, following Dean out of the door.
"I have a dorm, but I can still rock your shit in there. I don't care about anyone hearing us, my gayness isn't news to anyone," Dean mumbled out. Castiel and Dean were walking close, basically walking on one another. "Fuck, yes," Castiel said. The walk went by fast. Dean unlocked his dorm room as quickly as he could with Castiel trying to pop the buttons of his pants. As soon as the door opened, Dean pulled his shirt over his head, pulling Castiel in for a rough kiss. Dean grabbed onto Castiel's hips, turning them both so Castiel's back would be on the door. Dean grinding down his hips on Castiel made sweet noises come from them both. Dean took a handful on Castiel's ass, letting out low moans as Castiel's hand reached to unbuckle Dean's pants and his lips went to suck deep marks on his neck.
