(The first several chapters of this are dark, later on the story has funny and light parts as Sam and Dean show the trio how to survive in our world. The Winchesters try to deny their growing attraction for the Angelic Elfin males but eventually become very attached. Fairy, Pixie and Elfin lore mixed in with the story.

A note about the Angel Elves, they are very youthful in appearance but are sexually mature beings created for pleasure. Their innocence is ever lasting and a special quality about them, everything in our world is a learning experience for them and they have many childlike qualities to their personalities stemming from their short, sheltered lives and their Elfin family heritage.)

I don't own anything about Supernatural or the characters from the show.)

Leo stood with his hands folded neatly in front of him, "He's here shall I send him in?"

Naomi nodded, "Send the little apple polisher in, why Father favored him I'll never know."

Leo went out and the new garrison captain entered, Castiel and Naomi knew each other well. She was the one in the background as the angels warred and slaughtered their own kind, humans, demons and anything else that wasn't part of the greater plan. Naomi would wipe the slate clean for many of the angels so they never remembered the acts they had done

She studied him a moment in his gilded armor, "You look every inch a captain Castiel very impressive. Are you excited for your first day?"

Castiel looked down at the ornate gilded breast plate and frowned, "I feel like fool in this."

Naomi walked around him drawing her fingers over the leather straps on his shoulders, "It's all about appearance, you look fierce, strong, in control in this armor and I want you to wear it for now. Later we can find you a boring suit if you like but I think this look is perfect…very old school angel I love it."

Castiel nodded, "Very well but I still look like I stepped out of a cathedral window."

Leo had come back in and was waiting to escort Castiel out, Naomi smiled at her subordinate, "Leo, doesn't he look beautiful in this armor?"

He locked eyes with the new captain, "I think he looks very handsome."

Castiel stared at him until Leo looked away first.

Naomi gave a wink, "Leo, show the new captain the perks of his position."

….

After a brief tour Leo and Castiel stop in front of a marble building that seemed endless, the outer walls continued into the a mist. Standing around the columns and moving in and out the huge open doorway were various lower ranks of angels, most of them soldiers others subordinates of angels like Naomi that worked directly under the archangels.

Leo nodded toward the building, "This is perhaps the best perk of all for any angel but this place isn't up to captain's standards."

Castiel eyed the building and the throngs of angels swarming around it, "What is this place?"

"Leo looked amused, "You really don't know do you…it's a whore house. Angels have jobs, there is no time for resting on your laurels in Heaven and some angels are very well suited to the task of whore."

Castiel was shocked, "How was I never aware of this?"

"May I speak openly?"

"Of course."

"You have had your lips sealed to Fathers posterior for so long that there are many things you haven't noticed. God is missing now and structure is more important than ever before. The whores take away the stresses of angelic life, being a captain you have access to the best whores we have to offer."

They appeared inside a building of polished marble and too much gilding for Castiels tastes. "This is where you go for your pleasure Captain."

He brought the captain down a quiet hallway lined with doors; Leo opened one that had a green tag hanging from the handle, inside were several beautiful females who beckoned to Castiel. He took a step back and held up his hands, "No thank you."

Leo bent down and spoke in the captains ear, "If its males you like I have three very special whores for you." Leo brought him to the end of the hallway, there stood a massive door. Leo unlocked the door and stepped inside with Castiel.

Three exotic little beings sat huddled together on a massive bed and all around them were various contraptions Castiel knew were used for one thing, to inflict pain. The walls were hung with whips, paddles, phallic shaped objects lined with studs and spikes.

Castiel stared wide eyed at a tray carefully arranged devices and picked one it, he turned the handle at the end and watched the bulbous pear shaped object open and expand like wings. He quickly dropped it when the three creatures hid their faces.

Leo picked it up, "Humans invented such wicked toys this is called a medieval pear, its inserted into the body and twisted till it opens wide to proportions that are unbearable."

Castiel slapped it out of his hands, "Stop your scaring them." Castiel held out his hands to the three, "Stand up and let me look at you."

The three were small and when they stood up Castiel guessed them to be around five feet tall give or take an inch. The angelic beings were proportionate and supple with very lean muscle over their delicate frames. Their ears gracefully came to a point giving them an elegant appearance.

Castiel thought they were the most beautiful creatures he had ever laid eyes on; one was very fair with hair the color of flax and startling sky blue eyes.

The second being was olive skinned with hair the shade of raven's feathers and eyes the color of rich amber.

The third angel was rosy cheeked with chestnut waves and jade green eyes.

All three, despite their circumstance had a glow of innocence about them. Plump blushed lips, long silky hair and wide childlike eyes completed a very pretty picture.

He couldn't help but smile as he looked them over, "What are they exactly Leo?"

"An experiment, no human bodies at all they are exclusively their own vessels. They were created with subdued angelic powers so they remain docile and comply with orders."

Leo walked around them tracing his fingers over their backs slowly, Castiel noticed all three shudder.

"We mixed them with elfin blood from the fairy realm, sourced from the prettiest woodland group we could find. The rest is angelic from the finest stock. Honestly they have one purpose, giving sexual gratification, they are innocent and delicate for a reason."

Castiel ran his fingers over the flaxen haired being as the creature blushed and lowered his eyes. "What reason is that?"

Leo's pupils were blown as he fingered the soft hair of the blonde, "The Elite Guard as well as higher ranking angels like you use them quite often and they prefer a whore that can show its pain. These little things are able to heal but not as quickly as we can. The enjoyment comes from hearing them cry and being able to see your handiwork afterward."

Castiel was drawn to them even though he was chaste; he gently put his finger under the chin of the raven haired one and lifted his face. Castiel was rewarded with a shy little smile.

"There will never be others like them so they are special. I'll send in the Master of Whores…his official title." Leo handed Castiel his own key to the room, "Enjoy fucking them, I know I have."

Leo left Castiel with them and soon a very large, brutish angel entered, "Captain have you tried them yet?"

"No, I was just going to ask them their names."

The raven haired angel was going to speak but quickly sat down and looked away when the brute stared at him.

"They don't have names and they don't need them. Once you name livestock you become attached and treat them as pets, these as simply little whores."

He stuck out his hand and gave Castiel a grim smile, "My name is Puriel , I'm the Angel of Punishment and Master of Whores…my official title. Forgive me Captain but I have three of the elite guard that wants their services."

Castiel declined to shake the angel's hand.

….

Sam felt his brother's lips over his kissing him gently, an eager tongue slid into his mouth and he returned the favor. He kept his eyes closed still nervous about their new relationship with no rules or boundaries set. When Dean broke the kiss, Sam whispered, "Love you Dean." It felt incredible to say it out loud and Sam felt a real freedom for the first time.

Dean whispered back, "I love you too Sammy now rise and shine, I need to get off before I fight evil today…can't save the world with blue balls."

Sam opened his eyes and stared up at his brother, Dean knew that look all too well. Sam gave him a shove knocking Dean over on the sagging motel mattress, "You are such a massive jerk sometimes."

Sam got up and shuffled to the bathroom, Dean watched the tight rear all the way there, "I'm massive Sam but I'm not a jerk." Dean smiled and blew out a breath, he felt lucky to have Sam this way.

It had been only a few months since the brothers took the plunge and started an intimate relationship; both were still exploring their limits and silently pushing each other for top position with neither giving in.

This new life together brought emotions that were unbalanced and confusing as both ran hot and cold. The brothers slowly worked toward the conclusion there was no one else for either of them. Together they had everything and apart there was nothing. Their love was absolute, unshakable if they could hammer out the details.

So far both remained, as Dean liked to call it, ass virgins in every sense of the word. No cock or finger had breached either of them but Dean decided he could wait; Sam was only nineteen and they had to work up to something that momentous. When the time came Dean was ready to take his brothers cherry and claim Sam totally as his own.

Sam thought almost the same thing, he was a patient young man and Dean was only twenty three, it would take time to convince his brother to bend over and let Sam mount him taking that precious ass he protected so well. Dean was his and the sooner he learned that the better.

Life was ok right now for the Winchesters. The hunting had been pretty routine, the salt and burn was becoming a bore actually. Sam and Dean had their three squares and beer when they wanted. They had spontaneous kissing and groping sessions with blow jobs or hand jobs thrown in for good measure.

Little did the Winchesters know that everything was about to drastically change.

….

Castiel left with Puriel but went back a few minutes later and listened at the door, he heard high pitched screams, deep laughter and grunting. One of the little creatures started to beg for mercy.

Puriel appeared just then. "Don't bother them you'll have your turn Captain."

…..

Sam was tackled as soon as he left the bathroom and they fell to the bed both laughing, "Dean you have problems you know that?" Dean rolled him over and played his ass like bongo drums and then ran the head of his cock up the cleft, "I have one big problem I need you to take care of right now."

Sam reached back and grabbed Dean switching places, "I have an ever bigger one for you." Dean crawled to the side of the bed but was dragged back with no hopes of escape, "Sam be reasonable I have to be able to sit down at some point today."

Sam rolled him over and kissed him, "You give me a massage tonight, do that part well enough and just maybe I'll blow you."

Dean covered his face and groaned, "You're torturing me Sam!"

Sam got up and pulled on his jeans forcing the erection into place, "Breakfast first, we can look for a hunt over pancakes and coffee."

…

Castiel watched the Elite Guard leave the room and then he slipped inside; the captain was horrified by what he saw.

One little brother was tied to a rack as open wounds very slowly healed over his back and buttocks, another was curled in a ball with the leavings of the three guards slowly dripping out of his body and the third looked as if he were bitten repeatedly. They were raped and tortured and Castiel decided he wouldn't stand for something like this to go on anymore.

The blonde rolled his big eyes over to Castiel and tried to smile, "Captain we need to heal and clean ourselves and then we will be ready for you…it takes us time, we aren't gifted like the real angels."

….

Dean drummed his fingers on the table while Sam scrolled through newspaper articles on the laptop; the waitress came over and smiled at Dean as she bent over giving the hunter a cleavage shot, "Can I get you anything else?" Dean read her name tag and winked at her, "I don't know…what do you suggest Emma?"

Dean got a swift kick to the ankle and a hard look from Sam, "Just top off the coffee thanks." She took their plates then gave them some refills and left after shooting Sam a nasty look.

Dean bent down and rubbed his ankle, "Hey I was just trying to get your attention jackass."

Sam had a slight smile as he concentrated on the screen, "Well you got it, welcome to a relationship with Sam Winchester, I'm jealous as hell Dean so get used to it."

….

Castiel healed them immediately then watched as they jumped in a bubble bath together in a massive tub. The captain watched them kiss and hug each other repeatedly for comfort as they scrubbed and shampooed their way to a fit of giggles after a long stretch of whispers between them.

Afterward the trio sat around him, the one with the amber eyes cleared his throat and raised his graceful hand. Castiel nodded, "You may speak freely with me."

"You said you wanted to know our names, is it true Captain… do you really want to know?"

Castiel softened his voice, "Of course tell me." The three whispered together and finally the one with the amber eyes spoke, "Rahmiel."

They waited for a reaction and when Castiel smiled they all smiled back and whispered excitedly to each other, the flaxen one raised his hand, "My name is Miniel."

The green eyed being wet his lips nervously and lowered his eyes, "No one asks our names because we are lower than the rest and not like the other whores."

Castiel lifted him on his lap and held him, "Tell me your name." The angel whispered, "Lofiel" then he giggled and clapped his hands over his mouth as if the sound wasn't allowed.

Lofiel took his little lips and grazed them over the angels, "You are so kind." A pink tongue flicked out and tried to push inside Castiels mouth.

The angel had never kissed another being before and turned his head, "I can't Lofiel…I'm chaste." Miniel crawled next to him, "Truly? You are as rare as we are!"

Rahmiel knelt at his feet and traced delicate fingers inside the captain's thighs, "We could make you happy, I can sense how good you are Captain; you are nothing like the others."

Castiel lifted Lofiel off his lap and stood up embarrassed by his erection, he had no idea how something so petite could take a full grown male. "Well I'm not that good, I've killed."

Castiel touched the tip of a pointed ear, "Do you know what you are?"

Lofiel rolled his big green eyes toward the vaulted ceiling, "Um…I'm not sure, we are angels but when the big ones take us some of them grab our ears and pinch them…."

Rahmiel jumped in, "It hurts! They laugh and call us elves or mixed up angels." He bowed his head then and Castiel thought he was crying.

Miniel kneeled next to his brother and rubbed his back, "They say we are half breed, we have to stay here because we don't belong anywhere. They say we are only good for whores…I suppose they are right."

Castiel had no intention of getting involved when he first laid eyes on them but there was something so heartbreaking and pure about trio that he knew there was no turning away from them now.

…

Dean ran the accelerant over the bones and yawned, "Sammy…matches." Sam struck a match and dropped it in, "Well that's it then."

Dean looked around the tiny cemetery in the middle of nowhere then back at Sam, "You wanna fool around?"

Sam lowered his eyes, "I'd like that." Dean started to unbutton his brothers shirt and kissed exposed skin as he went, "Why so shy Sammy?"

"I don't know, sometimes…"

Dean stopped and looked up into the hazel eyes he planned on staring into the rest of his life, "Sometimes what baby boy?"

"Sometimes I can't believe we took that step, it could have ended us as brothers."

Dean was almost on tiptoes as he planted a kiss on Sam's forehead, "I for one am grateful for excess booze, a blizzard and a bug out cabin because otherwise we'd be walking around tortured forever."

Sam picked him up like a doll and carried his brother to the Impala then put him down. Dean waited for Sam to take the lead; the usually bossy brother found himself in the submissive position most times.

Sam was bigger, stronger and more demanding but today little brother was the one to dropped his jeans and bend over the hood of the car. Dean stifled a groan as he watched the tight ass sway in front of him begging to be touched.

Dean rummaged in the back of the Impala finding what he was looking for then dropped to his knees behind Sam.

His brother was meticulous when it came to cleanliness but Dean took a baby wipe and gave his ass a once over, "Get ready to be eaten Sammy." Dean spread the cheeks open and circled his tongue as Sam pounded the hood begging for more.

Dean stopped and slapped his ass, "Knock it off or I'll stop," Sam became still, just his heavy breathing was heard, "Sammy answer me…will you be a good boy?"

"I promise."

Dean smiled and cracked his cheek with an open hand making his brother jump, "That's my good boy, I love you."

Sam looked back as he pushed himself out obscenely, "Love you too."

….

Puriel entered the room, "Captain your time is up I have others that need them."

A tall male pushed past Puriel, he focused on Rahmiel, "This is the one with the highest threshold for pain?" Puriel nodded. The angel looked at the other two, "Which one has the least?"

Puriel pointed to Lofiel, "That whore there." The tall male smiled coldly and grabbed the brunette by the hair, "Then that's the one I want."

Castiel was grabbed by Puriel, "Go now, don't make problems for me or you lose your privilege." He was shoved out the door just as Miniel said, "Goodbye Captain and thank you for asking our names."

…

"Captain, are you listening?"

Castiel was lost in thought; the small voice thanking him for something so simple ran in a loop through his mind. "Yes I'm listening Leo, I must do a …what did you call it?"

Leo sighed in frustration, "A meet and greet with some of your superiors and you have to address your garrison. Honestly if I'm going to be your advisor you have to work with me, what has you so distracted?"

Castiel unbuckled the breastplate and took it off, "This is unbearable! I won't wear it." He leaned forward and grabbed Leo's arm, "Tell me…these perks I have, would it allow me to free slaves?"

"If you mean prisoners you have no authority. There are no slaves here."

"Those three beautiful creatures, I want them to have a true life. Did you know they have names?"

Leo chuckled, "Did they get under your skin? Remember you don't name livestock or half breeds and they are hardly worth the trouble it would cause if you tried to free them. They belong right where they are; they only know how to do one thing well so let them do it. The three whores are too special and rare to release and they would be hunted down if they escaped."

Leo got up and grabbed the breastplate, "Put this back on and go address your garrison."

…

Castiel rose above the rest and angels; there were soldiers as far as the eye could see. They immediately dropped to one knee and bowed their heads in unison. Leo looked up at his captain and whispered, "Tell them to get up, speak to them."

Castiel looked out over the sea of angels and started the first official day as their captain.

….

Time passed slowly before Castiel was able to see the trio again; when he finally had time Castiel immediately went back. He brought gifts and headed for the door but Puriel appeared, "You must wait."

Castiel felt stronger and more confident in his position, he backhanded The Master of Whores and put his boot over the angel's throat, "No I'm going in."

Puriel croaked, "As you wish."

Castiel walked in and dropped the gifts, shocked as he saw the Elite Guard using them.

Miniel was on his back as a guard thrust into him, the being was doubled in half almost to breaking. Miniels head fell to the side; he stared at Castiel with dull blue eyes. It seemed he was somewhere else in his mind to escape what was happening the only way he could.

Rahmiel was bent over with a horrendous device inserted inside him as two off the guard sat there talking as if the being didn't exist. Lofiel was on the floor unconscious as his body slowly healed.

Castiel shouted, "Get out of here now or I swear you will end you!"

One of the guards stood up and smirked at him, "Or what Captain, we are the Elite Guard and …" He never finished the sentence; Castiel lifted him up and slammed him into the marble, "Get out!"

Having never been challenged before the angels looked at each other confused until Castiel took a step forward and they all vanished. He found himself standing there shaking from the encounter, they could have easily ripped him apart and he felt fortunate they left without much challenge.

Castiel helped the amber eyed Rahmiel first removing the device and healing him. Next he woke up Lofiel and put him on the bed next to his brothers.

After they were healed and had their bubble bath, the three were smiling once again, happy to see Castiel. He gave them each their own robe; they huddled together and whispered for a few moments.

Miniel got up and held the robe to his body, "Robes like a real angel!"

Castiel watched the other two follow suit holding the linen robes to their bodies, Lofiel was so happy he popped out his small feathered wings.

It surprised Castiel and he almost laughed, they were so different than any other wings he ever saw. Lofiel stretched them and let out a groan of pleasure as they worked slowly in the air.

Miniel grabbed his brother and whispered, "Put them away!" Lofiel looked at Castiel fearfully, "I'm sorry, don't tell them we have wings."

Castiels eyes traveled over the feathers, "May I touch them?" Lofiel turned around and looked back at the captain, "You are the only one who knows we have these, if the others knew they would cut them off or hurt them."

His hand stroked the snow white feathers, each one had a fine lacing and an iridescence that caught the light as the wings slowly moved. "They look like the doves feathers of the Holy Spirit but there's something else."

Castiel looked even closer at the lacing, "Dragonfly wings! You have very traditional angels wings, pure white but the shimmer and lace of a dragon fly…beautiful!"

Rahmiel and Miniel confidently popped their wings as well. Miniel closed his eyes and flexed as they filled out, "It feels so good to let them free!"

Castiel started to pace as he tried to think of a plan to get them out, "You all can fly so if I took you away you could move on your own then?"

Lofiel shrugged "We don't know Captain, we flutter more than fly and if we vanish it's only short distances. We were created with no way for us to escape Heaven and if we did where would we go? They say we belong nowhere and that no one wants us."

Castiel thought of the perfect place, "Earth, it's full of misfits. I'll find brave humans to help me because no one here can be trusted."

The petite beings squealed with happiness and hugged Castiel, he fell on the bed and was instantly covered in kisses, "Alright…please that's enough!" Castiel laughed as one of them tickled him, then he felt nimble fingers travel up his tunic and wrap partly around his cock with a small, skilled hand.

"Alright stop that now…I don't do that."

Miniel let go and instead buried his head between the angels legs, "Oh captain you are so big!" He lifted his head and pulled back the tunic exposing Castiel, Lofiel clapped his hands and smiled brightly, "You cock is so pretty!"

Rahmiel pulled the engorged member back and watched it slap against Castiels belly, "And very hard…Captain you should show this off more."

He felt small hands weighing his balls and prodding his ass gently, "Please, I'm not an amusement!"

Rahmiel sat on his chest as the long raven hair swept over Castiels nipples, "Don't you want us?"

His blue eyes rolled back in his head briefly from the pleasure, "You're the most exquisite creatures I've ever seen but I have to keep my head clear."

"I promise I will find help." Castiel vanished leaving them to tumble in a pile on the bed. Miniel called out, "Yes we trust you."

…

Leo watched Castiel examining old maps, he thought his new captain was beautiful and it was no secret to the rest of the garrison how he felt for Castiel but the captain remained clueless.

"Captain I know you want to help those three escape."

Castiel didn't meet his gaze, "I don't know what you're talking about Leo."

Leo knelt in front of him and grabbed his hand, "I can only help so much but I'll do it for you. I found two heroes….hunter humans that I feel are brave and kind hearted enough to trust."

Castiel looked down at the handsome young advisor, "I should meet them."

Leo pressed the palm to his lips and kissed it, "Be careful, these hunters have an angel blade and they would kill you if they had the chance." Castiel smiled down at him softly, "You are a good soldier Leo…a true child of Father."

Leo handed Castiel a slip of paper with the address of a motel, "I'm good because of you and no one else."

Castiel vanished.

….

Sam watched his brother sleep, he enjoyed it immensely. Dean had little ticks and expressions, noises that he made as he slept and Sam knew them all by heart.

He got up to get a drink when suddenly there was a flash of light and the room grew dim. Blue eyes burned in the darkness and a deep voice rumbled, "Sam and Dean Winchester I need you."

TBC

("Anything For Sammy" readers will recognize the three little hybrid angels from the chapter "Best Little Whorehouse In Heaven" and were in several others. LeeMarieJack encouraged me to give them a separate story with the Winchesters so here are the little rosy butts out on their own.)