It gives him a bit of a thrill to realize Spencer is completely in control like this. Joel's hand is on his ass, but his other hand is entirely useless, lying beside him on the bed. He can't wrap his fingers around Spencer's cock to help himself along even if he wanted to, so he's left himself entirely at Spencer's mercy and it excites him to realize this. He had no doubt that Spencer will always be careful with him, that he'll always need to know Joel is okay, and maybe that's why he likes it so much, knowing Spencer has the control, knowing he could do anything he wanted and Joel wouldn't be able to stop him and also knowing he'll only ever do things Joel likes, the things Joel wants him to. They're so in sync, so connected that he can't imagine Spencer ever wanting something that Joel didn't also want. It's been this way right from the beginning, from their first few encounters when Joel had been so unbearably nervous that he thought he might shake apart from just touching Spencer's hand. They had both been preparing for this, building up toward something greater and maybe it had been hard at first, but only because they'd never had it before. This is the first time for the both of them. It's the only time. Joel knows there's no one else in the world for him like Spencer, there's no one else who would ever even hope to come close to what they have.
He groans encouragingly, letting the muscles in his jaw and throat relax, letting Spencer thrust deeper into his mouth. Months ago, he never would have imagined himself being good at this, not because he didn't want to, but because he simply had never had the practice. To be fair, Spencer hadn't had the practice either and yet here they both are, with everything they need to make the other feel good and Joel doesn't doubt for a second that Spencer is enjoying everything he's doing. Or, in this case, not doing, as he can't move too much without hurting himself. This is mostly Spencer, just as he'd been thinking earlier, and it surfaces again, a reminder that Spencer is taking him like this, and Joel shivers deeply in pleasure.
For a moment he wishes he could say something, he wishes he could tell Spencer how much he loves him, how much he loves this, but in order to do that he'd have to stop this and he doesn't want that at all. He wants, more than anything, just to make Spencer feel good and that means not stopping. That means closing his eyes and lifting his head a little and taking Spencer deeper into his mouth, using his tongue against the underside of his cock, doing every last thing he's capable of to make his husband feel incredible. Sometimes he feels a little useless without his hand, given that he can't move too quickly without risk of aggravating his ribs, but not now. It doesn't matter that he's injured, it would never matter, Spencer would never make him feel like he's not as useful or that he's a burden to have around and that in turn just makes Joel all the more determined to just let himself heal properly. If it had been anything else, he knows he'd be pushing himself too hard to prove that he's okay, but Spencer gives him all the time and space and understanding he needs.
A little whimper escapes him, something low and helpless, a sound that he hopes communicates just how much he loves this and how much he loves Spencer. He opens his eyes again, looking up at his husband, his hand moving in time with Spencer's thrusts, still holding onto him. He wants him to come and he wants to be able to see it when it happens. He wants to be able to feel the way Spencer's muscles tighten and he wants to see the expressions that flit across his face, the way his features change, the way he looks when he feels that good. It's one of Joel's favourite things in the world, just one more thing about Spencer he knows he'll never be able to do without now that he knows just how good it can be.
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He groans encouragingly, letting the muscles in his jaw and throat relax, letting Spencer thrust deeper into his mouth. Months ago, he never would have imagined himself being good at this, not because he didn't want to, but because he simply had never had the practice. To be fair, Spencer hadn't had the practice either and yet here they both are, with everything they need to make the other feel good and Joel doesn't doubt for a second that Spencer is enjoying everything he's doing. Or, in this case, not doing, as he can't move too much without hurting himself. This is mostly Spencer, just as he'd been thinking earlier, and it surfaces again, a reminder that Spencer is taking him like this, and Joel shivers deeply in pleasure.
For a moment he wishes he could say something, he wishes he could tell Spencer how much he loves him, how much he loves this, but in order to do that he'd have to stop this and he doesn't want that at all. He wants, more than anything, just to make Spencer feel good and that means not stopping. That means closing his eyes and lifting his head a little and taking Spencer deeper into his mouth, using his tongue against the underside of his cock, doing every last thing he's capable of to make his husband feel incredible. Sometimes he feels a little useless without his hand, given that he can't move too quickly without risk of aggravating his ribs, but not now. It doesn't matter that he's injured, it would never matter, Spencer would never make him feel like he's not as useful or that he's a burden to have around and that in turn just makes Joel all the more determined to just let himself heal properly. If it had been anything else, he knows he'd be pushing himself too hard to prove that he's okay, but Spencer gives him all the time and space and understanding he needs.
A little whimper escapes him, something low and helpless, a sound that he hopes communicates just how much he loves this and how much he loves Spencer. He opens his eyes again, looking up at his husband, his hand moving in time with Spencer's thrusts, still holding onto him. He wants him to come and he wants to be able to see it when it happens. He wants to be able to feel the way Spencer's muscles tighten and he wants to see the expressions that flit across his face, the way his features change, the way he looks when he feels that good. It's one of Joel's favourite things in the world, just one more thing about Spencer he knows he'll never be able to do without now that he knows just how good it can be.