It had taken a decided effort. Joseph was very tactile, he well understood the subtle language of touch and used it very effectively. But he didn't want distract Rhys. It was also a fine torture of its own, having his beautiful lover right there and unable to touch him.
It also heightened the thrill of contact when when Joseph finally gave into the urge to touch his young lover. That and there was little else he could do in this position without interfering with Rhys' experimentations with positioning.
Once Rhys had found the most pleasurable motions, Joseph set about stroking his cock in the same rhythm and intensity. It was difficult to keep his hips still while being ridden with such enthusiasm. Especially with the sensation of being tightly enveloped in ever warming heat from friction. Not to mention the fantastic view of his beautiful lover in his full glory, getting lost in the pleasure.
It was a potent combination that was causing the tell-tale tightness to begin in his spine. Joseph groaned as he gave into the need to move, writhing a bit as he drew closer to climax