He looked like a fucking wet dream like that, really. Spread out and thoroughly fucked, willing for so much more. Nathaniel's hand smoothed up his inner thighs while the other reached in the bag for a plug and the remote that went to it.

Adding a little more lube to it, he went to ease it into Dean, watching as his muscles took it in, stretched wider as the plug widened and then tightened around the smaller base. His spent cock reacted to the sight, even if there was no way he'd be getting hard for awhile.

Once it was settled in deep as it would go, Nathaniel flicked it on its lowest setting and waited for his reaction.