It was a sudden jolt and change in scenery that made Joel snap back into reality. Walker had removed his fingers from his mouth and had grabbed the boys hips pulling his butt from the table, making Joel tipple flat on his back. He could feel the wetted fingers on his left hip as the man's body leaned forward, one arm on each side of his legs, making his legs rest comfortably on Walkers shoulders. He was now looking at the ceiling. Walker carefully steered one arm around Joel's leg, insisting Joel to take in his thumb and suck on it some more. Joel did. He felt Walkers warmth pressing against his crack and then suddenly retrieving. Walker had taken a small step backwards, leaving Joel's mouth and now slowly rubbing the soft-spot right beneath his balls with the cold wet digit. He heard himself making small soft moans as he felt the circular movement of the thumb slowly sliding down a bit. Walker had somehow managed to part his cheeks at the same time, with the same hand, and the finger started tracing circles around Joel's tight pink hole. Suddenly the thumb left the scene and another finger took its place, prodding and pushing itself inside. Joel felt himself get hard again as the ceiling started to display stars.
Walker knew he was definitely going to need that lubricant right about now – and condoms. This kid was tight as hell. Walker also knew now for sure Joel hadn't had any gay rendezvous like this before. Guess he owed Brendan money. He really wished he could have just gotten over himself being all nice and fuck the kid right now, just like this, but the thought of Joel not being able to sit properly for a few days held him back. Something like that might raise suspicion.
Before Joel had a chance to let his legs come down after the man had left, Walker was already back trying to open the tube with his teeth. Joel had managed to push himself up on his elbows a bit and saw how the man was turning the cap with one side of his jaw. That man really had ridiculously large fangs. The feel of Walker's slicked up fingers prodding at his entrance – again – made Joel fall backwards on the table-top – again.