Joel watched as the man moved his hands towards the front of his jeans, not knowing what he could expect. He saw Walkers hands slouching from their wrists, almost making his digits compose the air, as one of them slowly touched the hair surrounding his belly-button. Joel watched as two of the fingers of the other hand turned around and started stroking the fabric at the front. There was no denying it, Joel was fully aroused.
Walker heard and saw the boy moan and he slowly brought the fingers of both his hands to the still locked buttons beneath the soft trail of hair. He wondered where that path would lead, and he shifted his focus fully on the bulge at the front of the jeans. He really needed to unwrap this present. As he started fiddling the buttons with his lean digits he looked up at Joel again. The boy had thrown his head back a little – closed eyes, bottom lip glistering with a bit of that transparent spit again. After the last button popped open, Walker slowly pulled down the jeans until Joel stood there wearing nothing but a pair of boxers and an apparent erection.
Joel had suddenly become fully aware of the fact that he was stripping down for Brendan's business partner and casual fuck Mr. Simon Walker, the man who'd been taunting him about still just being a kid from the day he first arrived to Oaks. Before he could really let it sink in he felt Walker's hands in his sides and he was being swirled around. Joel didn't want to let on that he was actually starting to feel a bit nervous right about now, so he tried to stands as casual as possible, as if he didn't mind one bit that another guy was sitting behind him, busy admiring his ass from up close. And maybe he didn't really mind – he was too fucked up to give it some real thought. He felt Walkers fingers disappearing behind the elastic of the boxers waistband and before he knew it the boxers were gone. He felt exposed.