A whimper of pleasure was all the affirmation he could make. Was he enjoying this? God, yes. He could very easily get used to it. Hell, he'd only done it once before, without the added bonus of sucking Nathaniel off, and he'd missed it while he was on the road. At this rate, it was going to be even harder to leave this time.

Not that he wanted to think about that now.

Nathaniel's warning penetrated the haze of pleasure and Dean redoubled his efforts, sucking hard at the firm shaft as it moved past his lips. One hand moved from bracing him to take his own cock in hand, still slippery from his previous orgasm. He wanted to come with Nathaniel still in his mouth. Fuck, he wanted it bad.