There was a limited amount of movement Dean could make in this position and with the way Nathaniel was holding him down, and that was such a turn on for him. He was helpless to control his own pleasure. Nathaniel's thrusts ground Dean's cock down against the felt covered table with each roll of his hips. It was all the relief he got.

He groaned and shuddered under the other man, his muscles tightening deliberately around him.