I was nine years old. I loved Castiel so much. I had all the merchandise and movies. I prayed to Castiel every night before bed, thanking him for the life I've been given.
My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Cas. I called him a cunt. He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep. I'm crying now and my face hurts. I lay in bed and it's really cold. A warmth appears, and it's moving towards me. I feel something touch me.
It's Cas! I'm so happy! He whispers in my ear,"This is my garrison." He grabs me with his powerful, angel hands and puts me on my hands and knees. I am ready. I spread my asschecks for Cas. He penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for Cas. I can feel my butt tearing, as my eyes start to water. I push against his force. I want to please Cas.
He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with love.
My dad walks in. Cas looks him straight in the eyes and says, "It's all over now." Cas leaves through my window. Cas in love. Cas is life.
