God, those sounds. Dean was going to lose his mind soon if he didn't get to come soon. He shuddered and thrust his fingers in a little faster, trying to match the pace he was imagining Nathaniel's hand moving. "You can have it... any time you want, you know. Love to be on my knees for you."

Hearing Nathaniel give him permission to touch himself made his cock jerk against his belly. He let go of the sheets and reached for it, hand wrapped tightly around the base to start stroking himself rapidly. His moans got more desperate and louder. Dean didn't bother to try to hold them back. If Nathaniel wanted to hear them, he'd obey.