As Walker had resorted to slow long thrusts, almost slipping out entirely before pressing back in, Joel felt that incomprehensible sensation again. With every move back in, the man was caressing his G-spot – it must have been his G-spot! – with the same welcoming pressure that Joel had experienced not to long before. But it was different this time. It was more... 'exploding'. He realized he really couldn't comprehend the feel, didn't even know what words would suffice to describe it. All he knew were two things. First, that it still burned like hell, and second, that the burning feeling was overpowered by the overwhelming searing feel that accompanied it. He now didn't even see stars anymore. Everything just went black. Pitch-black. He could feel a deep sensation of 'getting there' that he had – again – never experienced before, and he now really really needed to touch his dick. As if Walker had heard his silent request he felt the man's hand slipping down and covering his length. Walker's hands were adorned with such lean and tall fingers, and an evenly slender but wide palm, that he could practically wrap up Joel's entire cock with just one hand. Joel couldn't hold this much longer, and then, with just a few strokes, he came like he knew he'd never came before.
Walker could feel the boy coming and quickly covered up Joel's now open mouth again. He could feel the kid's muffled up vocals dying away against his hand, and the sight of thát combined with a few deep thrust was just enough for him to tip over the edge himself. With his last thrust he bit down the boys shoulder. He bit down so hard that he could feel his sharp fangs penetrate the flesh. It was definitely a good thing his hand was still covering Joel's mouth.