It was Christmas Eve, and neither Sam nor Dean had a gift to give Cas yet. And that looked bad, since Sam was his boyfriend.

The two of them sat in the library of the bunker, quietly talking and discussing.

It was too late to get him a store bought gift, so they decided to settle on something homemade.

Together, they thought of the perfect gift.

They just needed Cas to be on board.

Christmas morning, Cas appeared in the kitchen of the bunker, a pie in one hand and a wrapped present in another.

He put the pie down with the little card that said, Merry Christmas, Dean! Then walked out to go find Sam.

He walked up to their room, then opened the door. "Sam?"

Sam rolled over on to his back with a small sigh. He opened his eyes and sat up. "'Mornin, Cas. Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, Sam. I have a gif for you," Cas said with a smile as he walked over to Sam, holding out the present.

Sam swung his legs over the edge of the bed, a smile etched on to his face. "Oh, Cas." He took the present and opened it, gasping loudly when he saw the new laptop. "Oh my God, Cas!"

Cas smiled brightly. "I remember you saying how you needed a new one."

"Jesus... Thank you so much," he put it on the nightstand, then pulled Cas into his lap. "Thank you so much..."

Cas smiled at him. "You're welcome, Sam."

Dean had heard the talking coming from a few doors down and got out of bed, assuming Cas was there. He quietly walked to Sam's room and stepped in.

Sam had saw Dean walk in out the corner of his eyes. "So, Cas... We have a gift for you... But, we can't give you your gift without your consent."

"My... Consent?"

Sam nodded and hummed softly. "Yup."

"Well, yes."

Sam smiled and started kissing Cas on his lips.

Cas started kissing back. He put his arms around Sam's neck and deepened the kiss.

He suddenly felt a pair of lips attach to his neck, kissing his most sensitive spot. He moaned against Sam's lips and cut his eyes towards the person next to him.

Dean caught Cas' eye and winked, then went back to sucking on Cas' neck.

Cas looked back to Sam, eyes slightly wide.

Sam noticed the look and pulled away, placing a hand on Dean's side to make him stop. "What's wrong, Cas?"

"W-What's going on?"

Sam shrugged a bit. "We're giving you your Christmas present."

"We didn't know what you would want, so we thought you would like this," Dean said softly.

"If you want us to stop, we will, Cas. Just say the word," Sam whispered as he started running his hand through Cas' hair.

"No... Don't stop."

Sam and Dean nodded, then went back to work. They pulled Cas' shirt over his head, then they attached themselves to his body, Sam in the front, Dean in the back.

Cas would whine softly every time he felt one of the brothers bite down on his skin.

They both pulled away at the same time, causing Cas to whine again. Sam stood, wiggled out his boxers, holding Cas to his chest the whole time. He got Cas' pants off, then laid down on the bed, holding him to his chest.

Dean moved behind the two and started to place kisses down his back. Cas shivered against Sam, then buried his head in the crook of Sam's neck.

Sam chuckled softly. "Dean's gonna open you up, alright baby?"

Cas nodded against his neck. He felt his boxers get pulled off.

"Lift your ass a little higher, Cas." Dean softly said as he got ready.

Cas did as Dean told him and lifted higher. He felt his cheeks being spread, then felt something wet slide over his hole. He gasped and shut his eyes tightly.

"Let Dean take care of you, Cas. His tongue feel good baby?" Sam asked as he softly kissed Cas' shoulder.

Cas moaned as Dean's tongue pushed into him. He nodded his head to Sam's question, then buried himself deeper into his neck.

Sam smiled softly and turned his head to Cas. He gently turned Cas' head and pressed their lips together, kissing the angel deeply.

After a few minutes, Dean pulled away, licking his lips. "He's ready, Sam."

Sam pulled away and looked at Dean. "He's ready, but we aren't."

Cas' ears perked up and his eyes opened. He pulled away from Sam and turned around on the bed, his ass pretty much in Sam's face.

He took Sam's cock into his mouth and made sure to get every part of it wet.

"F-uck, Cas," Sam grunted a little and lifted his hips, pushing deeper into Cas' mouth. He decided to have a turn at opening Cas up. He parted Cas' cheeks, then slipped his tongue into him.

Cas whimpered against Sam when he felt his tongue. He pulled away from Sam with a pop, the took Dean into his mouth, doing the same to him.

Dean started to thrust into Cas' mouth. "For an angel," he muttered between grunts. "You're r-eally skilled with your mouth."

Cas beamed a bit at the praise. He kept sucking Dean until he was nice and wet. He pulled away from Dean the same time Sam pulled away from him.

"Alright, Cassie, turn back around."

Cas turned around to where him and Sam were face to face again.

"I'm first, alright?" Sam said softly as he lined himself up with Cas' hole. "Ready?"

Cas nodded. "Yes.."

Sam slowly pushed into him, causing Cas to gasp. He felt Sam's hands gently rubbing up and down his back, distracting him from the pain, he assumed.

When Sam was all the way in, he paused and kissed Cas' head. "Ready for Dean?"

Cas nodded against Sam's neck, then Sam nodded to Dean. Dean got the signal, then started to push into Cas, pretty much forcing his way inside of him.

Cas cried out loudly, making Dean stop dead in his tracks. He leaned down and peppered little kisses on the small of Cas' back, while Sam helped calm him.

"You're doing good, Cassie. We'll let you adjust more, before he keeps going, ok?"

Cas couldn't answer. His head was buried against Sam's neck, eyes shut tightly and lips parted in pain. He had a few tears falling down his face as well.

After a few minutes, Cas let out a small, "Ok."

Sam nodded to Dean and Dean started to push into him again, going slow the whole time.

When he was all the way in, Sam looked down at Cas. "We're gonna wait again, alright baby?"

Cas nodded. He felt so full, that he didn't think he would ever adjust to them.

A few more minutes passed, then Sam and Dean both very softly rocking their hips.

Cas bit down on Sam's shoulder to keep from screaming.

Sam grunted at the bite. He started rubbing Cas' back again. "Damn, Cas," he muttered as he rocked his hips a bit faster.

"Shit..." Dean grunted as he sped up to match Sam's pace. He put his hands on Cas' hips, holding him steady.

A few minutes of Sam and Dean being gentle with him made Cas fully adjust. He let go of Sam's shoulder, then said, "Faster!" Well, he demanded them to.

Sam and Dean smirked and started thrusting into Cas a lot faster than before.

Cas cried out in pleasure this time. He grabbed at Sam's shoulders, as he rocked his own hips a bit, rubbing his cock up and down Sam's stomach.

A little while later, Cas was the first to cum on Sam's stomach. Dean pulled out and came on Cas' back. Then Sam came inside of Cas.

The three stayed how they were, panting heavily.

Dean was the first to move. He let go of Cas, grabbed a tissue, then cleaned off his back. "Merry Christmas Cas," he said softly as he gathered his clothes.

"Thank you, Dean." Cas replied, voice muffled a little bit.

Dean smiled and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Cas nuzzled his head into Sam's neck, wrapped his arms around him, then closed his eyes.

"You don't want to clean up first?" Sam asked as he wrapped his arms around Cas' waist.

"No.. we will later."

"We?"

"Yes, we."

Sam chuckled. "Alright. We will. Then I could give you your other present."

"What is it?" Cas asked curiously.

"You'll get it in the shower later."

Cas laughed softly. "I can already guess what it is." He nuzzled deeper. "But it can wait."

Sam chuckled. "Merry Christmas Castiel."

"Merry Christmas Sammy."