You got me, Dean... [He just wanted to make sure Dean was ready here. Knew he had to be sore after yesterday... God, with how many times they'd managed to do it, like they were running some kind of marathon here. As soon as he thought Dean was ready for him though, he was shifting and guiding himself into the other. One hand was planted firmly on the mattress to support his weight, the other holding his cock by the base as he guided himself in easy.] God, Dean...