Any retort Joel might have had disappears as Spencer begins to stroke him in earnest and his mouth falls open, his eyes fluttering shut and for a second he almost forgets to continue kicking. They dip a little in the water, though he doesn't let them go under and his hand still, simply holding Spencer close to him for a moment. Then, with one arm still tight around Spencer, he uses the other to propel them through the water, a little closer to shore, because he needs the stability of standing and when he feels the sand brushing against his feet, he plants them, hitching Spencer closer as best he can, dragging him in for a deep kiss as both his hands return to smoothing and exploring everywhere he can reach. His hand bumps against Spencer's, his fist still moving over his cock and Joel runs his hand down Spencer's thigh, arching his back so he can feel Spencer's erection trapped between them and he presses his body forward, grinding against him.
It's so difficult, sometimes, not to just let himself get completely caught up in the way Spencer makes him feel, but for everything Spencer does for him, he wants to do in return and a second later he realizes his hand as all but stilled against Spencer's skin. "This is what swimming is really like," he finally manages to say and one finger circles against Spencer's ass, still teasing, knowing water is different, it's not the same as lube, he needs to be careful. The last thing he wants is to hurt him, but at the same time he feels desperate already. He wants to be inside Spencer and he's never felt a need this bad for any other person. He's never so badly wanted to be connected, wanted to please someone the way he does with Spencer.
"But only for us," he manages to add, his voice low and hoarse as he very carefully presses his finger inside Spencer and he groans almost as soon as the words are out. Spencer's body is so warm and the water around them is still cool, causing him to shiver, causing goosebumps to break out across his arms and shoulders and he ducks his head, his teeth grazing the outer edge of Spencer's ear and he's already breathing harder, his heart beating loud against his chest.
Never in his life has he been so deeply attracted to a person and he knows it's more than just the physical. Spencer is by far the most beautiful person he's ever seen, he has the most incredible smile and Joel finds himself sometimes fantasizing about simply trailing his fingers along the edge of his perfect jaw. But it's more than that, it's the knowledge of what they've been through together, the things they've seen in each other and neither of them has run. It's the way Spencer seems to have hundreds of thousands of facts stored inside his head, the way he finds exactly the right literary quote to describe everything Joel wants to say, almost as if he can read his mind. No one has ever known him the way Spencer does and it's that knowledge that drives Joel to please him in every possible way he can.
His hand twists, his finger moving inside of Spencer, and he moans softly against his ear. "Spencer... god..." He doesn't now what else to say, he never knows what else to say, and he's always been terrible with expressing himself, but he thinks, in this case, it's more than enough.
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It's so difficult, sometimes, not to just let himself get completely caught up in the way Spencer makes him feel, but for everything Spencer does for him, he wants to do in return and a second later he realizes his hand as all but stilled against Spencer's skin. "This is what swimming is really like," he finally manages to say and one finger circles against Spencer's ass, still teasing, knowing water is different, it's not the same as lube, he needs to be careful. The last thing he wants is to hurt him, but at the same time he feels desperate already. He wants to be inside Spencer and he's never felt a need this bad for any other person. He's never so badly wanted to be connected, wanted to please someone the way he does with Spencer.
"But only for us," he manages to add, his voice low and hoarse as he very carefully presses his finger inside Spencer and he groans almost as soon as the words are out. Spencer's body is so warm and the water around them is still cool, causing him to shiver, causing goosebumps to break out across his arms and shoulders and he ducks his head, his teeth grazing the outer edge of Spencer's ear and he's already breathing harder, his heart beating loud against his chest.
Never in his life has he been so deeply attracted to a person and he knows it's more than just the physical. Spencer is by far the most beautiful person he's ever seen, he has the most incredible smile and Joel finds himself sometimes fantasizing about simply trailing his fingers along the edge of his perfect jaw. But it's more than that, it's the knowledge of what they've been through together, the things they've seen in each other and neither of them has run. It's the way Spencer seems to have hundreds of thousands of facts stored inside his head, the way he finds exactly the right literary quote to describe everything Joel wants to say, almost as if he can read his mind. No one has ever known him the way Spencer does and it's that knowledge that drives Joel to please him in every possible way he can.
His hand twists, his finger moving inside of Spencer, and he moans softly against his ear. "Spencer... god..." He doesn't now what else to say, he never knows what else to say, and he's always been terrible with expressing himself, but he thinks, in this case, it's more than enough.