There's something about the way Spencer's body arches, the way he tilts his head back and uses his hand to slide Joel's down his chest that nearly drives Joel out of his mind and he lets out a long, shuddering breath against Spencer's shoulder. It's not as though he has a wealth of experience behind him, but even so, there are times when he's shocked by the way Spencer makes him feel. He can turn Joel on with the right look, the right shift of his body, the right word, and Joel has never understood that being with another person could ever be like this. It's not the sort of thing that happens with just anyone, he knows that, it's rare and it's special and that they can go from this to curled up in bed with books in their hands just drives home how badly he wants to keep this. The idea of having this with Spencer, the idea of meeting him and developing this relationship and then losing it makes him feel like his chest is empty, and he promises himself, as he does daily, that he won't let himself ruin this.
"You're so... god, Spencer, you're beautiful," he murmurs, pressing kisses to his shoulder as he drops his other hand between their bodies, pulling his hips back long enough to undo his jeans. It had been fun for awhile, but now he's so hard it hurts to be confined in his briefs, and all he wants is to be able to feel Spencer's skin with every bit of him. And it's more than that, it's more than just being beautiful, because this town is full of beautiful people and he's even had one or two of them express interest in him over the years. It's so much more than that, but Spencer is incredible, too, and although Joel's pressed too tightly against him to really see, he knows. Kicking his jeans off, he presses against Spencer's back again, both his hands roaming over him now and he knows the flex and shift of muscles in Spencer's back against his chest, he knows the familiar edges of his narrow hips, he knows his long, slim hands, and Joel has to choke back another moan as he realizes just how well-known Spencer's body has become to him over the past few weeks.
Grinding his hips forward, he can't help the way his entire body shudders as his cock slides along Spencer's ass. He's never done this before, never in this position, never somewhere other than a bed or couch, and he's a little nervous, but he's excited, too. Spencer makes him want to try all sorts of things he's never done before. Spencer makes him want to try.
One hand slides down the front of Spencer's body, the blunt tips of his fingers dragging against his skin before he takes Spencer's cock in his hand again. Still pressing kisses to his shoulder and his neck and anywhere he can reach, Joel's other hand stretches out, taking hold of the bottle of lube and he knows he's going to end up spilling some, but he doesn't want to draw away and he doesn't want to take his hand off Spencer. He nearly drops the bottle twice, but ends up coating his fingers before finally setting it right again and then he pulls his hips back, replacing the head of his cock with his fingers, dragging them down Spencer's ass in a teasing way. He's grinning against his shoulder, he realizes, his teeth pressed lightly to his skin as he rubs at him gently and then twists his finger, pressing one inside Spencer with a muffled groan. It's gotten easier over the past few weeks, but he still takes care to go slowly, to not hurt him. He only ever wants this to be good.
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Date: 2014-07-19 03:48 pm (UTC)"You're so... god, Spencer, you're beautiful," he murmurs, pressing kisses to his shoulder as he drops his other hand between their bodies, pulling his hips back long enough to undo his jeans. It had been fun for awhile, but now he's so hard it hurts to be confined in his briefs, and all he wants is to be able to feel Spencer's skin with every bit of him. And it's more than that, it's more than just being beautiful, because this town is full of beautiful people and he's even had one or two of them express interest in him over the years. It's so much more than that, but Spencer is incredible, too, and although Joel's pressed too tightly against him to really see, he knows. Kicking his jeans off, he presses against Spencer's back again, both his hands roaming over him now and he knows the flex and shift of muscles in Spencer's back against his chest, he knows the familiar edges of his narrow hips, he knows his long, slim hands, and Joel has to choke back another moan as he realizes just how well-known Spencer's body has become to him over the past few weeks.
Grinding his hips forward, he can't help the way his entire body shudders as his cock slides along Spencer's ass. He's never done this before, never in this position, never somewhere other than a bed or couch, and he's a little nervous, but he's excited, too. Spencer makes him want to try all sorts of things he's never done before. Spencer makes him want to try.
One hand slides down the front of Spencer's body, the blunt tips of his fingers dragging against his skin before he takes Spencer's cock in his hand again. Still pressing kisses to his shoulder and his neck and anywhere he can reach, Joel's other hand stretches out, taking hold of the bottle of lube and he knows he's going to end up spilling some, but he doesn't want to draw away and he doesn't want to take his hand off Spencer. He nearly drops the bottle twice, but ends up coating his fingers before finally setting it right again and then he pulls his hips back, replacing the head of his cock with his fingers, dragging them down Spencer's ass in a teasing way. He's grinning against his shoulder, he realizes, his teeth pressed lightly to his skin as he rubs at him gently and then twists his finger, pressing one inside Spencer with a muffled groan. It's gotten easier over the past few weeks, but he still takes care to go slowly, to not hurt him. He only ever wants this to be good.