Maybe Dean shouldn't be altogether grateful that he isn't being gagged this time, but he can't even manage to deny to himself that it's more enjoyable this way. Having minimal control over the situation, taking part - compliance reaped its own benefit.

Heart still pounding from nerves, Dean's only trying to think straight enough to remember what exactly he likes. Which isn't exactly hard, but the replication of it is. Lathing his tongue rough against the head of his cock before easing off, Dean slowly begins to bob his head, sucking gently each time he pulls back.