If he could have it his way, he'd keep this going all night, for as long as he's able, and maybe it's a bit perverse that he would want such a thing when he has two in-law family members cleaning up after a party thrown in their honor on the other side of this wall, but Spencer cares about absolutely nothing other than making sure that his husband feels incredible. There's something he likes about hearing Joel beg like that, actually pleading with Spencer as if he'd ever deny Joel anything he wants, and even though it's true that he'd be content to do this--fall to his knees and fuck his husband with his tongue--until sunrise, he also knows that the alternative will be just as satisfying for both of them.
It's with another few thrusts of his tongue that he pulls out again, biting down hard on the inside of his cheek to keep from moaning as loudly as he wants to as he runs his hands over Joel's ass, taking half a moment to admire the back half of his husband before he's wrapping his fingers over Joel's hips, urging him to let go of the desk and turned around to face him. At the sight of Joel's cock, Spencer thinks it's entirely possibly that he could get hard again. For someone who hasn't had much of a libido to speak of at all in the years before he and Joel had started seeing each other, it sometimes comes as a shock to think that this time last year, he hadn't even been thinking about having sex. Their physical relationship is more than anything Spencer could have hoped for, especially because he's never hoped for anything at all, but he doesn't think he ever could have anticipated this.
Before Joel, he doesn't think he would imagined putting his tongue anywhere near another person's ass, but having Joel love and trust him enough to do for him had only ever made Spencer want to return the favor--and he hasn't been disappointed. The way Joel had squirmed under his hands, the gasps that had come at a well-placed swipe of his tongue, Spencer could thrive on that for hours on end. So much of his life can be divided into two categories, Before Joel and After Joel, but there's little to nothing about Before--barring his relationship with his family-that Spencer thinks had been better. With Joel has come a refreshed outlook on life, and he isn't the social butterfly Dane or their mother had been even now but Joel has never asked to be. Joel would never ask that of him, to be something he isn't, and Spencer feels a surge of love inside of him that brings him back to the matter at hand.
"I won't hold back," he promises, wetting his lips and keeping his eyes trained on Joel's as he leans forward to take Joel's cock on his mouth. He means what he's said, he doesn't want to prolong this because he's already been allowed to come himself, and this isn't about orgasm denial in the slightest. It's about making sure that Joel knows that he's willing to do anything to make him feel good, that he's always going to want to give all of himself to make Joel feel good, and Spencer wraps his hand around the base of his husband's shaft as he sucks hard at the tip, moaning at that familiar saltiness of the pre-come coating Joel's cock.
He isn't slow about guiding Joel's cock deeper down in throat, lowering his hand to cup his husband's balls so he can massage them as he works his tongue over him, not bothering to try to hide juts how eager he is to please. He quickens his pace, taking Joel deeper with every bob of his hand until his gag reflex nearly kicks in but even then, it barely affects him through the haze of arousal that's clouding his mind. If this is even half as good for Joel as it is for him, Spencer will consider this a success.
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If he could have it his way, he'd keep this going all night, for as long as he's able, and maybe it's a bit perverse that he would want such a thing when he has two in-law family members cleaning up after a party thrown in their honor on the other side of this wall, but Spencer cares about absolutely nothing other than making sure that his husband feels incredible. There's something he likes about hearing Joel beg like that, actually pleading with Spencer as if he'd ever deny Joel anything he wants, and even though it's true that he'd be content to do this--fall to his knees and fuck his husband with his tongue--until sunrise, he also knows that the alternative will be just as satisfying for both of them.
It's with another few thrusts of his tongue that he pulls out again, biting down hard on the inside of his cheek to keep from moaning as loudly as he wants to as he runs his hands over Joel's ass, taking half a moment to admire the back half of his husband before he's wrapping his fingers over Joel's hips, urging him to let go of the desk and turned around to face him. At the sight of Joel's cock, Spencer thinks it's entirely possibly that he could get hard again. For someone who hasn't had much of a libido to speak of at all in the years before he and Joel had started seeing each other, it sometimes comes as a shock to think that this time last year, he hadn't even been thinking about having sex. Their physical relationship is more than anything Spencer could have hoped for, especially because he's never hoped for anything at all, but he doesn't think he ever could have anticipated this.
Before Joel, he doesn't think he would imagined putting his tongue anywhere near another person's ass, but having Joel love and trust him enough to do for him had only ever made Spencer want to return the favor--and he hasn't been disappointed. The way Joel had squirmed under his hands, the gasps that had come at a well-placed swipe of his tongue, Spencer could thrive on that for hours on end. So much of his life can be divided into two categories, Before Joel and After Joel, but there's little to nothing about Before--barring his relationship with his family-that Spencer thinks had been better. With Joel has come a refreshed outlook on life, and he isn't the social butterfly Dane or their mother had been even now but Joel has never asked to be. Joel would never ask that of him, to be something he isn't, and Spencer feels a surge of love inside of him that brings him back to the matter at hand.
"I won't hold back," he promises, wetting his lips and keeping his eyes trained on Joel's as he leans forward to take Joel's cock on his mouth. He means what he's said, he doesn't want to prolong this because he's already been allowed to come himself, and this isn't about orgasm denial in the slightest. It's about making sure that Joel knows that he's willing to do anything to make him feel good, that he's always going to want to give all of himself to make Joel feel good, and Spencer wraps his hand around the base of his husband's shaft as he sucks hard at the tip, moaning at that familiar saltiness of the pre-come coating Joel's cock.
He isn't slow about guiding Joel's cock deeper down in throat, lowering his hand to cup his husband's balls so he can massage them as he works his tongue over him, not bothering to try to hide juts how eager he is to please. He quickens his pace, taking Joel deeper with every bob of his hand until his gag reflex nearly kicks in but even then, it barely affects him through the haze of arousal that's clouding his mind. If this is even half as good for Joel as it is for him, Spencer will consider this a success.