Eliot could feel that hum going through his whole cock and go straight to his balls. Before long he started rocking himself slightly, back and forth between the mouth around him and the fingers urging him on. He was considerate enough to not do it rapidly as not to choke Dean, but he needed more friction.
"Yes... keep... do that t-thing with the throat again."
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"Yes... keep... do that t-thing with the throat again."