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Sam was booting up his computer in the bunker kitchen, half a bagel dangling from his mouth, when Castiel wandered in with a huge yawn.
Sam set the bagel on a napkin and quirked a grin at the comical image of the former angel. Castiel’s hair spiked in every direction, and he was squinting so hard Sam wondered he could see at all. Castiel wore slippers and a half-open “dead guy” robe over a t-shirt and boxers with the ties dragging on the floor behind him.
Despite his seemingly bleary state, Castiel managed to bee-line for the coffee maker, which held a fresh pot. Sam had finished his own cup earlier.
“Rough night?” Sam asked.
Castiel grunted as he poured himself a mug. “Understatement. Your brother snores like a lawn mower.” His voice was deep and slightly hoarse.
Sam snorted. “Yeah, I know. When you’ve roomed with the guy for practically all your life, you have to figure out how to deal. I used ear plugs for a while.” His amusement faded as his eyes suddenly widened.
Hold up. Since when did Castiel and Dean room together? They each had their own separate spaces. Did this mean…?
Castiel didn’t appear to notice Sam’s frozen shock as he sipped at his coffee.
“Did you go for a run yet?” Castiel asked.
Sam took a moment as he cleared his throat. “Uh, yeah, actually.”
Castiel nodded. “Okay.” He finished his coffee, his gaze faraway. Sam stared at him, mentally freaking out.
If Dean and Castiel were finally together, wouldn’t he have noticed something earlier? Something different? Or was he really that oblivious?
Perhaps he was thinking too hard about this. Maybe Castiel’s casual comment didn’t really mean what he thought it did. Then again, the bunker walls were pretty thick. The only way Dean’s snoring would’ve bothered Castiel was if they shared a room, or a bed…
Sam had to find out.
Examinations can be fun
Summary: Dan’s mum is a hypochondriac. When she insists him to get his prostate examined Dan has to put an end to all this nonsense. But his hot doctor makes the situation better. Dan gets a prostate examination by Dr. Phil Lester and smut ensues.
Genre: sin
Warnings: Praise kink, dirty talk, slight degradation, the Gay.
Words: 1.6k
A/N: ‘sin central’ is the best thing I’ve heard all day. also sorry this became a fic. I meant to post this long ago but i was in a road accident. fell off my bike and scraped a good chunk of my leg and palm off. soz. ~bk
grey areas and expectations
co-written with @danthrusts
summary: When Mr. Howell and Mr. Lester both start their first years of teaching in America at the same time, the students notice their mutual British accents and immediately get to work snooping, observing, and theorizing. The curiosity of the students added to the constant “threat” of fellow teacher Ms. Christensen equals nothing short of a chaotic school year full of memes, plants, and maybe a little bit of needed privacy in the teachers’ lounge closet.
word count: 13k
warnings: profanity, food mentions, mildly sexual references and scenes
kate’s a/n: this is really silly and cliche so read it with a light heart and hopefully you’ll enjoy it !! :^)
mandy’s a/n: hi this is super cute and fun to write also bleo are the loves of my life, enjoy !!!
Students kind of had a feeling that they were in for one hell of a school year when they walked into Mr. Daniel Howell’s English classroom to see motivational Pepe frogs lining the walls of the small room and Kanye Quote of the Day scrawled messily across the whiteboard. (The quote, by the way, was “My music isn’t just music — it’s medicine.”)
Phil was always the dominant one and he always looked after Dan; That is until’ the stress of the tour kicks in and Phil slips into little space.
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Jen has it bad. He can’t even sit still 😂
Prompt: Dean and Cas size kink
Dean had a thing for cocks. Well, Dean had a thing for big cocks. Whatever.
It was very hard to find men with huge dicks. Most just claimed they had big dicks and when it came to the real deal it was just average sized. To his absolute disappointment.
Now, don’t get him wrong. He was appreciative of all kinds of cocks - big, average, thick, cut, uncut. Really, he wasn’t that picky. But there was something about the way the huge cocks just spread him open and made him feel like he was being ripped in half. The way it kept hitting his prostrate with precise. It was wonderful.
He was currently venturing through the local store. Just looking through different aisles and picking on random stuff he might need. He was just about to go grab some lube on his way out, when he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
The hottest guy he has ever seen was standing in front of the condom section. And he was going for the XL pack.
Holy shitballs.
Of course, the guy had to turn and look at him at that moment. Dean went a pretty shade of pink at that.
“Could I help you?” Oh, God. Did the guy gargle with gravel? His voice is so fucking delicious.
It’s a surprise Dean hasn’t just dropped his pants and started begging right there.
“Um. Hi,” he squeaked, very elegantly, if he says so himself.
“Hello. I’m guessing you weren’t standing there with your mouth wide open, just to tell me hi.” The hot man smirked. Fuck, he looked even hotter while being smug.
“Uh..sorry. I wasn’t - didn’t mean to stare at you. Sorry. Yeah…” Of God, he was embarrassing himself even more. Awesome.
“Hm. I don’t mind. It’s not every day that hot guys stare at me like that. Unless there was something else you wanted?” Fuck. Was that an invitation? That was an invitation. God, he hopes it is. Otherwise what he’s gonna say is gonna get him a punch.
“Um. Maybe. You looked like you could give me a great time.” He hopes he sounds confident. But by the colour his face is right now, he probably looks like an idiot.
“I guess we won’t know unless we try. I’m Castiel.”
“Dean.”
“So your place or mine, Dean?”
This was happening. The hot guy- Castiel, was really going to fuck him. Hell’s yeah!
“My place.”
Holy shit was he nervous.
He was pretty sure he could fill a pool with all the sweat. But on the bright side, Castiel was unbuttoning his shirt, so there’s that.
"I think this would work better if you were naked too, Dean.“ Cas eyed him up.
After nodding weakly, Dean started to get undressed slowly, giving Cas a slight strip tease. After he was down to his boxers he looked up… only to stare wide eyed with his jaws on the floor.
Because holy shit!
Cas was fucking hung! His body was build like a runner, expect slightly more muscular. Miles of tan, smooth skin. Thighs that looked like they could crush someone. And Fuck! His cock was fucking delicious. It had to be at least 9 and ½ inches, and 4 inches thick, uncut, and the veins all popping out. Oh good God!
“Like what you see?” Dean looked up and nodded.
“Fuck Yeah! I want you to fuck my mouth, and then fuck me so hard I won’t be able to walk!”
Cas growled.
“On your knees. I want to see that pretty lips wrapped around my cock. Now!”
“Yes sir.” With that Dean dropped onto his knees, opening his mouth wide and relaxing his jaw and throat.
Cas moved forward, got a tight grip on Dean’s hair and pushed his cock into Dean’s mouth slowly. When Dean felt the cock hit the back of his throat he relaxed his throat and concentrated on breathing through his nose. When he thought he was ready he looked up towards Cas and slowly started sucking.
“Fuck! You look so good like this. Your pretty cocksucking lips servicing my cock. I’m going to fuck your mouth now.” And with that he started rocking his hips, pushing his cock deeper into Dean’s throat, and completely using Dean’s mouth for his pleasure.
God, this felt so good! Cas was so huge, Dean felt tears at the corners of his eyes.
“Fuck, Dean. You’re so amazing. So good.” Cas had his eyes screwed shut and his lips were parted. Dean wouldn’t mind seeing him like this more often.
After a couple more thrusts Cas pulled out his cock, and Dean definitely didn’t whimper. No way.
“Hands and knees. On the bed.”
“Yes sir.” Fuck, Dean was so hard.
He couldn’t wait for that monster cock to pound into him.
“Lube and condoms?” Cas asked.
“Top drawer.”
While Dean positioned himself on the bed, Cas got the lube and condoms, and poured some lube into his fingers.
Dean hissed when he felt cold fingers pressing into his rim, but soon relaxed as Cas slowly pushed in. He started fucking Dean with his fingers and then added another finger.
“Please. Fuck, more.” Dean wanted to feel that huge cock in him. And he wanted to feel it now!
“Patience. I want to open you up good, so you won’t get hurt,” Cas growled.
God, why was he so hot?
By the time Cas had three fingers inside of him, Dean was pretty sure he was going to die of arousal if Cas didn’t do something about it. Fortunately, Cas had the same idea because he pulled out his fingers and was now lubing up his huge cock.
Hallefuckinglujah!
“God, Cas, I want you so bad. I want your big, hard cock in me. C’mon baby. Please!” Dean didn’t care he was begging by this point. If it gets Cas to pound him hard, he will sacrifice his own soul.
Dean definitely whimpered this time when he felt the tip of Cas’ dick pressing into his hole. With every inch pressing into him, Dean was getting more impatient, and hard.
When Cas finally bottomed out, they both let out a groan at the feeling.
“C’mon Cas. I’m ready. Fuck me like you mean it.” And bless his soul, because that’s exactly what Cas did.
He fucked and abused Dean’s ass like a man on a mission. He was pretty sure he was going to have bruise marks from the way Cas was holding onto his hips. The idea of being marked up only made Dean moan more.
“Fuck Dean! You’re so fucking tight. You like being my little slut? Like having my huge cock inside of you?” Dean attempted to answer Cas but all that came out was a whimper. He was going to explode from this.
“Wa-wanna-ah- cum.”
“Cum for me, Dean.” And there it was. Hot, white splashes of cum spurted onto the sheets. He clenched his hole tight, and with a groan and a couple more thrusts, Cas came too.
Fuck, that was amazing.
After cleaning up the mess, they lied down on the bed utterly debauched.
Dean turned towards Cas with a shy smile and asked,“So.. would you be interested in getting coffee sometimes?”
“That would be lovely.”
“i just want to see the stars with you”
i DON'T WANNA SAY GOODBYE SOMEONE TELL ME WHYYY
iM STILL NOT OVER THIS
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