"Yes, Master," he panted, not at all concerned at how easily it rolled off his tongue now. Really kind of hard to deny the claim with Nathaniel's collar on his throat and his cock buried inside him.

Every slight shift of Nathaniel's body moved his softening cock inside Dean and made him shiver, sending a twinge right to his cock. With the other man's weight on him, he was pressed firmly to the bed, the contact maddening... it was enough to be stimulating, but not nearly enough to give him relief.