Dean plopped himself down on the end of a motel bed, taking a swig from his beer bottle. The mattress squeaked, bouncing with his weight. Around him, the room was brightly lit and quiet. Hell, it was probably too quiet. Dean glanced around at the crappy décor, and realized he was utterly alone.

But, being alone wasn't exactly a bad thing. In fact, it meant Dean could do something he'd been wanting to do for a long time... He could finally jack off in peace. The past few times he tried to get off had ended in ruined orgasms; once because of Sam interrupting and another because the hot water ran out in the shower. Dean grimaced, recalling the struggles to get to the finish, only to have it backfire and end in sexual frustration.

But not tonight. Nothing was going to ruin his good time tonight, dammit. Dean reached over and grabbed the remote from the bedside table. He turned the analog TV on, instantly scanning for porn. Though he was subconsciously searching for a title involving Asian women, something else caught his eye... 'Tiffany Gets Audited From Behind'. Dean smiled a little at the cheesy title.

"Why not," he mumbled under his breath.

The man pressed play, before reaching down to undo his belt. The video opened with a busty, scantly dressed girl walking toward her door. Dean watched her strut, as he guided his hand behind the fabric of his jeans and underwear to grab his soft dick. He hated the slow beginnings of pornos. The terrible acting always put him off. As he reached for the remote to fast forward to the good parts, the girl opened the door.

Dean gulped, leaning forward a little to blink at the screen. The remote lay forgotten at his side, as he realized the man at Tiffany's door looked almost exactly like someone he knew – he looked like Cas. Long brown coat, dark hair, five o'clock shadow. The similarity made Dean's mouth fall open. It wasn't Cas, of course. The dude's face was too shifty and his eyes were brown. But, he had the Cas vibe, though; all brooding and professional. Dean's tight hand began to slide up and down his dick, as he starred wide-eyed at the screen...unaware that his full attention was on the man.

"My name is Tony. I'm a tax accountant with the IRS," the guy said, sounding nothing like the angelic voice Dean was used to, "and you're being audited."

"Oh no," Tiffany cried, dramatically swooning, "how can we fix it?"

Dean rolled his eyes, still debating on pressing the fast forward button. But, in a flash, Tony spun Tiffany around and shoved her against the wall. Dean gulped, his hand instantly picking up speed. The guy's coat swished around with his quick motions, reminding him of Cas again. Tony hiked up the back of Tiffany's dress as he leaned close to her ear.

"With my dick," he answered.

Dean stifled a laugh. That was a terrible line, even for porn standards. But his smile soon faded away, as he watched the accountant slide Tiffany's panties down to expose her ass. The camera zoomed in on the man's hands, as he quickly unbuttoned his pants to pull out his hard cock. Dean's breathing was picking up, watching him prod his dick against the crack of the girl's ass. The camera pulled back out to show their faces.

The more Dean's dick hardened, the more difficult it became to move inside his clothes. He glanced around the vacant room, making sure there were still no eyes, before reaching to tug his pants down. His stiff cock bounced out into the open, throbbing as it pointed toward the TV. Dean grabbed it instantly, reaching down with his free hand to cup his balls. The hunter stimulated himself as he brought his eyes back to the screen.

By now, Tony was already sliding inside Tiffany, making her moan out loud. Dean rubbed faster, massaging his head with every down stroke as he listened to her cries. His eyes, however were not on the girl. They were glancing between the site of penetration...and the tax accountant's face. Man, he looked so much like Cas. It made Dean wonder; would that be the expression on Cas's face, if he ever did something like this? Would he be that animated during sex? So determined? So aggressive?

The accountant groaned, pounding Tiffany so hard against the wall that the pictures were falling off. Dean's heart was racing, thumping against his ribs to fuel the tense erection in his hand. He curled his bottom lip to bite on it, holding back noises that threatened to escape. His eyes were moving all over the accountant, trying to drink in the whole sight of him thrusting into the girl.

Some deep desire surfaced in Dean's mind as he neared the edge. For the first time, he wasn't trying to imagine himself being the guy in the porno. This time, he imagined himself being Tiffany. Between his quickly heightening pleasure and the sound of erotic cries from the TV, Dean's judgment was becoming blurred. God, that trench coat looked so good, swaying back and forth with the thrusts. Yes, it seemed so nice to be shoved up against a wall and pounded until he couldn't feel his legs. Damn, that guy looked so much like Cas...

Air was rapidly wheezing in and out of Dean's dry mouth. Fluid was drooling from the tip of his cock as he stroked feverishly. The end was approaching fast, turning Dean into a gasping bundle of nerve endings.

"Say my name," the accountant purred into Tiffany's ear.

Dean couldn't stop himself.

"Cas," he breathed, feeling himself spilling over the edge.

As erotic pleasure began to grace Dean's body, the TV was suddenly blocked from his view. He blinked, groaning out loud, as he tried to focus on what was in his way. It was a person, he realized, as his eyes flew up to see a familiar face looking down at him.

"Hello, Dean," Cas said.

Dean only had time to behold the electric shade of the angel's blue eyes, before his body acted without him. Semen shot from the head of his throbbing erection, dousing the front of Cas's black pants with white fluid. Dean groaned, momentarily lost in the waves of pleasure as Cas blurred in front of him.

He wasn't able to linger in the good feeling for long. Terror and embarrassment quickly replaced his excitement, watching Cas look down at the mess on his own clothes. Behind the angel, Tiffany and Tony were still filling the room with erotic cries. Dean panted, fiercely tucking his sensitive cock back into his pants. His heart was beating to the point of explosion, as he fumbled to grab the remote and shut the TV off. Dean breathed harshly in the sudden silence.

"Cas, what the hell?!" Dean managed to finally ask, still a little dazed from his climax.

Cas's eyes were filled with concern, as he reached down to touch one of the white dollops on his pants. Dean blinked several times, trying to wake himself up from his orgasm to focus.

"Are you hurt, Dean?" Cas asked, rubbing the come between his fingers, "Some type of fluid just ejected from your body. Are you in need of medical attention?"

"No!" Dean growled, "Why the hell are you here?!"

"You...You called my name," Cas said, tilting his head, "Were you not praying to me?"

A small noise escaped Dean's mouth as he gripped the bed tightly. Embarrassed heat rose on his face as he stared up at Cas. God, he had cried Cas's name while jerking off! Why did he do that? Fear and anger began to rise in him, accompanying his embarrassment. He suddenly wished to be alone.

Dean rose from the bed, feeling wobbly on his feet, before quickly making his way toward the bathroom. He didn't want to look at Cas right now, from fear of his own recent, dirty thoughts. How dare he think about Cas in such an erotic way.

"Dean?" Cas asked.

"Just go," Dean warned, slamming the bathroom door behind him.

After a few moments of catching his breath in the silence, Dean heard the flap of wings beyond the door. The man hung his head, still feeling heat on his cheeks. How was he going to ever face Cas again? Would he ever be able to look him in the eyes? Dean swallowed harshly, as his head started to ache with worry. There was only one thing he knew for certain...

He'd just experienced the best damn orgasm of his life.

(Author's Note: Oh yes. I've been meaning to write a 'masturbation' fic for a while now. :) You can all blame TheSmileyFaceGuy, for giving me the idea. :) On a side note, it's graduation season, and my house has become "party central" all of the sudden. So, if these chapters seem to come out at random times during the week, just remember that I'm trying my best to get them out to you, in between hanging decorations, feeding small children, and entertaining crazy aunts. (Seriously. I have a few of those.) But, my dear friends, please rest in the knowledge that another chapter will be out very soon. I hope you all enjoyed the first, and will stick around for the rest. Thank you so much for reading!)