Dean knew he should play it safer, but they really had missed the condoms often enough that it didn't seem to matter. And, if he was honest with himself, letting Nathaniel come inside him was one of the feelings he most enjoyed. It was dirty and wrong and he loved it.

He groaned loudly, tapering off into a whimper as Nathaniel slowly stretched and filled him. He buried his face in the pillows, trying to muffle some of the sounds rising up in his throat.