"Yes, Master." Dean pushed up higher on his knees and licked his lips as he reached for the button and zipper to unfasten Nathaniel's jeans. Dean was aching for some kind of relief and he always felt better with his mouth on Nathaniel.

He pulled Nathaniel's cock out and gave it a slow stroke then leaned in to wrap his lips around the head and sucked him down deep. His arms slid around Nathaniel's waist and he groaned around the softened length.