Joel could feel Walker's worn down cock stirring softly beneath him. The man was definitely starting to get hard again and Joel had to admit that he was impressed. He didn't think he himself could ever pull that off that quick after having lost his load. Before he could give it any more thought he felt himself being flipped over falling backwards on top of the couch, Walker still planted neatly between his legs. The man crawled further on top of him, pressing his hips between Joel with his full weight. He could feel his leg muscles being stretched as they automatically wrapped themselves around Walker's lower back. As Walker plunged into a deep kiss again, Joel could feel the man's stirring warmth getting fully hard again, prodding his crack. He had never done this before and he knew Walker knew that too. Joel suddenly felt some nerves accumulating in his lower abdomen. He put his hands between him and Walker pushing up the other man's chest, pushing him out of their kiss.
Walker looked down at Joel who laid there with flushed cheeks looking at him with some sort of uncertainty in his eyes. Oh fuck this – Walker thought – that kid had better not back down now! He let himself slide of the kid, sitting down facing the table again. The fact that there were suddenly two bottles on the table, one empty and one half-full, made Walker wonder when the hell he had gotten up to fetch that. He shrugged as he grabbed the full bottle and poured two large drinks. Joel had gotten up and sat next to Walker, staring at the ground a bit. He handed the kid one of the glasses, who in response put out a hand, bringing the glass straight to his mouth almost gulping the whole content in one draft. Walker suddenly remembered a few vital things… like the fact that he just got his cock sucked by Joel – Joel for crying out loud! – and was now about to pop that kid's cherry. What the fuck are you doing? he heard himself thinking in a gust of rationale. He emptied his drink and poured another before turning to face the kid again. Joel was slouching a bit, and by the way the boy's body was slightly bobbing back and forth Walker knew he maybe shouldn't have given him that last drink. He took Joel's emptied consumption and put it down next to his own. He felt like he should say something to the kid, and that's when he realized: he hadn't spoken to the kid during this whole ordeal, not for except maybe a slightly articulated moaning 'yes' when he was appreciating what the kid could do with that mouth.