When Dean calmed down, Nathaniel decided to quit teasing - quiet so much at least. He leaned forward to lick a line up Dean's cock slowly, tongue teasing under the head playfully before he teased at the slit. His own cock was straining against his jeans just at the sight of Dean underneath him, trying so hard to do what was asked of him.

Despite the slip ups, Nathaniel was pretty pleased with the effort. He slowly wrapped his lips around the tip, sucking lightly while he wrapped his hand around the base, pumping his fist around what he hadn't taken in yet.