A thrill went through him when Nathaniel brought up dinner. Their conversation from the previous day was still fresh in his mind and he started to get aroused every time he thought about it. It had made the drive over pretty interesting.

"After dinner tomorrow, then. Or before, maybe. There's always breakfast." Once the jeans were off, Dean leaned in and rubbed his cheek against Nathaniel's crotch over his boxers. He nuzzled and teased. His hands smoothed up Nathaniel's legs and wandered under the legs of his boxers. "Do you want me back on the machine tonight?"