God, he loves this. Feeling Joel grow harder in his mouth, parting his lips wider and making eye contact with him to let him know that everything is fine, everything is perfect, Spencer loves it all. He dips his head further down, a show of encouragement that Joel should be comfortable rolling his hips as much as he'd like because Spencer can take it, he'll take Joel's cock as far down his throat as he can if it means it'll make his husband watch him like that, say his name like that, moan like that. He knows that nobody would expect this kind of behavior out of them, nobody would guess that what they do in their private life would be anything but purely vanilla, but Spencer kind of likes the idea of being able to prove them wrong, even if they don't know it.
He could do this all day, suck his husband until Joel's orgasmed, until he feels the warm rush of come down his throat, and Spencer craves it, he truly does. But he's saving that for the end, he reminds himself, because he'd spelled out exactly what he wants to do for his husband tonight, and it wouldn't do to deviate from the plan now.
"Turn around," he murmurs, but he's the one guiding Joel, he's the one gripping Joel's hips to do what he's just said and sliding one hand up to the small of his back so he can push down slightly to bend his husband over the desk like he's been wanting to do for hours now. He'd almost been angry at their guests, which is ridiculous but true, for being the very reason why he'd had to wait to give his husband all of himself, to make Joel feel like this when some days, it's all he can think about. Some days, there isn't a thing Joel could do that could keep Spencer from being aroused, from the way he drinks his coffee to the way his brow knits in concentration when he does his inventory ordering on his laptop without his glasses on. Spencer can list a thousand different everyday things Joel does that turns him ona and even still, that list wouldn't be complete.
Now, he's tracing the curve of Joel's ass with his hands, and he wishes he could see his husband's face right now but this is what he's promised and so this is what he's going to do. He can't deny that he's slightly nervous, he hasn't done this to Joel before and while Joel is exceptionally skilled at it, Spencer isn't as certan about his own abilities. Still, he's admittedly learned from the best, so he leans forward to press a kiss to Joel's thigh, smiling softly at the way his husband seems to tremble beneath him, and Spencer wants so badly just to be able to fuck him right now but he can wait. He can be patient because this isn't about what he wants right now, it's about making sure that Joel enjoys this, that Joel feels good. That's all Spencer ever wants when they're intimate.
He swallows hard before lowering both hands back to Joel's hand, spreading him slightly and letting his lips part with a soft gasp of arousal as his cock strains against the constraint of his pants. It's better this way, he thinks, keeping himself still tucked away because otherwise, he might just lose control and reach down to touch himself before he can do what he's really looking forward to doing most. They have an incredible sex life, they fall into bed together often because no matter what, neither of them seem willing to keep their hands off each other for very long; but for the most part, Joel is the one on top, the one fucking Spencer into the mattress until they're both so spent that there's nothing left to do but lie together in a tangle of limbs until they fall asleep still sticky and sweaty and smelling of sex.
It isn't that they need an occasion to switch like this, but it's just the way it'd turned out between them, and Spencer doesn't think either of them have any complaints about that. Still, he loves the sessions when he gets to be the one slowly pushing into his husband's tigth warmth, and it makes his cock twitch again just from the anticipation of it. Right now, though, there's a different task at hand, and he's taking it very seriously. "I love you so much," he murmurs, Joel's ass still spread for him as he wets his lips before swipes his tongue against that ring of muscle, pulling back slightly just to get a sense of his husband's reaction. For all he knows, Joel might not enjoy it as much as Spencer absolutely loves having Joel's tongue inside him, and he'll gladly make the switch to lube and fingers if that's what he wants; but he doesn't hear any opposition so he smiles before slowly circling his tongue over Joel's ass, groaning as he feels his stomach doing somersaults over how utterly perfect this is.
He's wanted to try it for a long time, just because he knows how much he enjoys it himself, and he lets one hand fall between Joel's legs so he can stroke his cock as he pushes his tongue inside him for the very first time.
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He could do this all day, suck his husband until Joel's orgasmed, until he feels the warm rush of come down his throat, and Spencer craves it, he truly does. But he's saving that for the end, he reminds himself, because he'd spelled out exactly what he wants to do for his husband tonight, and it wouldn't do to deviate from the plan now.
"Turn around," he murmurs, but he's the one guiding Joel, he's the one gripping Joel's hips to do what he's just said and sliding one hand up to the small of his back so he can push down slightly to bend his husband over the desk like he's been wanting to do for hours now. He'd almost been angry at their guests, which is ridiculous but true, for being the very reason why he'd had to wait to give his husband all of himself, to make Joel feel like this when some days, it's all he can think about. Some days, there isn't a thing Joel could do that could keep Spencer from being aroused, from the way he drinks his coffee to the way his brow knits in concentration when he does his inventory ordering on his laptop without his glasses on. Spencer can list a thousand different everyday things Joel does that turns him ona and even still, that list wouldn't be complete.
Now, he's tracing the curve of Joel's ass with his hands, and he wishes he could see his husband's face right now but this is what he's promised and so this is what he's going to do. He can't deny that he's slightly nervous, he hasn't done this to Joel before and while Joel is exceptionally skilled at it, Spencer isn't as certan about his own abilities. Still, he's admittedly learned from the best, so he leans forward to press a kiss to Joel's thigh, smiling softly at the way his husband seems to tremble beneath him, and Spencer wants so badly just to be able to fuck him right now but he can wait. He can be patient because this isn't about what he wants right now, it's about making sure that Joel enjoys this, that Joel feels good. That's all Spencer ever wants when they're intimate.
He swallows hard before lowering both hands back to Joel's hand, spreading him slightly and letting his lips part with a soft gasp of arousal as his cock strains against the constraint of his pants. It's better this way, he thinks, keeping himself still tucked away because otherwise, he might just lose control and reach down to touch himself before he can do what he's really looking forward to doing most. They have an incredible sex life, they fall into bed together often because no matter what, neither of them seem willing to keep their hands off each other for very long; but for the most part, Joel is the one on top, the one fucking Spencer into the mattress until they're both so spent that there's nothing left to do but lie together in a tangle of limbs until they fall asleep still sticky and sweaty and smelling of sex.
It isn't that they need an occasion to switch like this, but it's just the way it'd turned out between them, and Spencer doesn't think either of them have any complaints about that. Still, he loves the sessions when he gets to be the one slowly pushing into his husband's tigth warmth, and it makes his cock twitch again just from the anticipation of it. Right now, though, there's a different task at hand, and he's taking it very seriously. "I love you so much," he murmurs, Joel's ass still spread for him as he wets his lips before swipes his tongue against that ring of muscle, pulling back slightly just to get a sense of his husband's reaction. For all he knows, Joel might not enjoy it as much as Spencer absolutely loves having Joel's tongue inside him, and he'll gladly make the switch to lube and fingers if that's what he wants; but he doesn't hear any opposition so he smiles before slowly circling his tongue over Joel's ass, groaning as he feels his stomach doing somersaults over how utterly perfect this is.
He's wanted to try it for a long time, just because he knows how much he enjoys it himself, and he lets one hand fall between Joel's legs so he can stroke his cock as he pushes his tongue inside him for the very first time.