It's maddening, the way the water keeps him from quickening his pace; but even though his body is desperate to be moving faster, harder, Spencer can't deny that taking it nice and slow like this feels unbelievably good. He squeezes his legs tighter around Joel's waist, his breath hitching with a pleasured gasp as he finds a new angle, one that allows for Joel's cock to press right up against his most sensitive of spots. It takes his breath away, he feels winded, and he's thankful again for the fact that Joel is holding him up right now because Spencer is sure that he'd be a lost cause otherwise. To be riding Joel like this, out in the open ocean with a light breeze providing a chilled thrill that provides a fine contrast for the heat of their bodies, is something he never would have thought he'd be doing.
He moans into Joel's mouth as they kiss and he can already feel himself getting close, his ass tightening around Joel's cock every time he sinks back down, letting Joel fill him over and over with his length, all along quite sure that he's going to pass out from how good Joel makes him feel. Joel keeps saying his name but Spencer can't even find it in himself to reply, just hugs Joel tightly to him as he does his best to keep in control when his boyfriend takes his cock in hand.
It's so much at once and Spencer knows that despite his efforts, he's not going to be able to last much longer. They can do this again, he reminds himself, again and again and again because Joel isn't going anywhere and neither is he. They have all sorts of new experiences to share together, new ways of making each other feel the way nobody else has been able to, and Spencer is looking forward to every single one of them because each time they have sex, he's pretty convinced that nothing can beat it; but with every night they're naked together, losing themselves in each other's touch and falling asleep with their limbs still tangled, Spencer realizes that it's only ever going to get better.
"Joel," he finally manages to whisper before his body tenses and he's whimpering, a long and low sounds that emits from further in his throat than he thought possible as he comes, spilling into Joel's hand before the water washes any sign of it away in a split second. The orgasm had been quiet, restrained thanks to the surrounding quiet of the evening, and he lets out short, shallow breaths as he drops his forehead against Joel's shoulder. He's still moving over Joel's cock, still riding his boyfriend even as his body shudders over and over from the sensation of still having Joel's length pumping into him, still pressing against that spot. He lifts his head and licks a line up Joel's neck to his earlobe, reveling in the taste of the salt on the other man's skin, content to go as long as he needs to so that he can feel Joel release inside of him.
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He moans into Joel's mouth as they kiss and he can already feel himself getting close, his ass tightening around Joel's cock every time he sinks back down, letting Joel fill him over and over with his length, all along quite sure that he's going to pass out from how good Joel makes him feel. Joel keeps saying his name but Spencer can't even find it in himself to reply, just hugs Joel tightly to him as he does his best to keep in control when his boyfriend takes his cock in hand.
It's so much at once and Spencer knows that despite his efforts, he's not going to be able to last much longer. They can do this again, he reminds himself, again and again and again because Joel isn't going anywhere and neither is he. They have all sorts of new experiences to share together, new ways of making each other feel the way nobody else has been able to, and Spencer is looking forward to every single one of them because each time they have sex, he's pretty convinced that nothing can beat it; but with every night they're naked together, losing themselves in each other's touch and falling asleep with their limbs still tangled, Spencer realizes that it's only ever going to get better.
"Joel," he finally manages to whisper before his body tenses and he's whimpering, a long and low sounds that emits from further in his throat than he thought possible as he comes, spilling into Joel's hand before the water washes any sign of it away in a split second. The orgasm had been quiet, restrained thanks to the surrounding quiet of the evening, and he lets out short, shallow breaths as he drops his forehead against Joel's shoulder. He's still moving over Joel's cock, still riding his boyfriend even as his body shudders over and over from the sensation of still having Joel's length pumping into him, still pressing against that spot. He lifts his head and licks a line up Joel's neck to his earlobe, reveling in the taste of the salt on the other man's skin, content to go as long as he needs to so that he can feel Joel release inside of him.