As much as he enjoyed being cuffed to the machine, Dean was a little glad they weren't going that route this time. He might need his hands, between the machine's motion and Nathaniel's cock. He was already hard, himself, anxiously anticipating what was to come.

A moan of pleasure escaped his lips when Nathaniel pulled his head back. He looked up at him with a heated gaze and licked his lips. "Good. I've been waiting for this for weeks."