The Shower Massage

Disclaimer: This story is FICTION. It obviously NEVER happened! No offense intended.

Rating: NC-17
Category:PWP
Pairing: D+D

 

The Shower Massage

 

 

“What are you doing, Dazza?”

“Hmm? Nothing, Danny.”

“Nothing? It *looks* like you’re doing something.”

Darren glanced at his lover, and then turned back to what he was doing.

“Well… I’m making a slight modification to our shower, Danny.”

“Oh?”

“Umm hmm.”

Daniel watched Darren for a few minutes, one eyebrow raised.

“Hand me that new shower head, would you?”

Daniel looked around the bathroom, and then spotted the package on the counter. ‘Multiple pulse settings,’ he read.

“Here you go.”

Darren smiled, taking the package from him, flexed his arms and tore the package open. In moments he had the new showerhead mounted.

“So why this one?”

Darren’s grin turned absolutely lewd. “It’s like a vibrator… a wet vibrator… want to help me try it out?”

The look on Darren’s face was enough to give Daniel pause.

“I don’t know…” he hesitated.

“Pleaaaase, Danny. I know you’ll like it. I promise it’ll be good…” he begged Daniel. His grin now optimistic.

He moved toward Daniel, his hips swaying lightly. “I’ve also added another little feature,” he whispered in Daniel’s ear, his voice thick with desire.

Daniel swallowed, his breathing suddenly labored. “Wh-what?”

Darren simply pointed, his grin and gaze both becoming heated again.

Daniel’s breath caught as he saw the eyelets in the ceiling. His eyes closed, and he exhaled heavily when Darren’s lips brushed his neck.

“So…” the singer’s husky voice questioned.

Daniel nodded wordlessly. He shivered when Darren’s hands brushed over his chest and began to slowly unbutton his shirt. His lover’s soft lips placed kisses on his neck, throat, down his chest as the flesh was exposed. Soon his shirt was on the floor and he was gasping again when Darren’s fingers moved to his jeans, purposely rubbing against his rapidly hardening cock before loosening the button and lowering the zipper.

A deep, loud moan escaped Daniel’s lips as Darren slowly pushed down his pants and boxers, not touching his firm erection, but his face so close Daniel could feel his hot breath on his throbbing arousal.

“Now, step into the shower and wait.” Darren ordered.

The tall blond did as ordered, his body trembling with anticipation.

Soon he felt a naked warmth behind him and he whimpered needfully.

Darren kissed the back of his neck. Tenderly, softly. Placed kisses on the back of his shoulders. “Raise your hands.”

Daniel shivered again and did as he was told. Gentle tugs soon had a thick, fur-lined cuff around each wrist. A light clinking, nearly lost in the sound of his harsh breathing and the pounding of his heart, and he was effectively subdued. His breath caught again as Darren’s hands began brushing lightly up and down his sides, his legs, and his hips. Quick, soft kisses were placed randomly all over his body as his lover teased him, driving him crazy with the caresses and light kisses.

“Darren….” He begged when his lover broke off and moved around to the front of him.

Darren looked at his love. The heaving chest, lust darkened eyes, ragged breath and straining arms all served to fan the flames of his own passion. He turned a moment, twisting the handles and adjusting the temperature before turning on the shower. The water pulsed out and Darren adjusted the pulsing speed, before moving aside to let the water wash over his restrained lover.

“Oh, god, oh… Darren, ohhh…” Daniel moaned deeply at the vibration of the warm water on his groin and cock. His eyes closed and his head fell back as his knees buckled, the cuffs now the only thing holding him up.

Darren was beside him then, helping him stand. Daniel looked at him, pleading with his eyes and their lips met; need and desire filled the fervent kiss. It deepened as their tongues twined and teased. Daniel sucked the tongue in his mouth, groaning wildly at the multiple sensations of throbbing water and Darren’s hands touching, kneading, rubbing, everywhere but where he needed them most. He closed his eyes and whimpered again as his lover broke the kiss and moved away.

“Ahh… yes… please, Darren…” he begged blatantly when Darren pressed a finger to his opening.

He arched his back and cried his pleasure as one finger, then two probed deep inside him, preparing him for what he knew would follow. He tossed his head, the warm water pulsing continuously on his throbbing cock.

He stilled when Darren’s arm went around his waist, his lover’s swollen shaft poised at his entrance.

“Please…” he whispered harshly, nearly delirious from the need for release.

He moaned loudly when the thick cock thrust up into him and pushed himself down as much as his bonds would allow.

Darren thrust hard and deep, one hand on Daniel’s shoulder, the other around his waist, as he drove repeatedly into his lover. Grunts, groans, moans, and meaningless murmurs driving them higher.

“I—I… Darren… Please…”

“Come, baby… come for me, Danny… let me feel you…”

Daniel screamed as his orgasm traveled the length of his restrained body. Darren held him tightly as he shook from the force of it. Then Darren was biting his shoulder, releasing his own passion deep inside and Daniel moaned as he came again, the warm water still throbbing its seductive pulse on his now sated body.

He labored to fill his needy lungs. Darren kissed him gently, as his soft cock slipped from his lover. Quickly he moved to shut off the water, then free Daniel from the handcuffs. His strong arms kept the musician upright as he helped him from the shower and into the bedroom.

Darren helped Daniel lay back on the bed and then rubbed him briskly with a thick cotton towel, helping restore proper circulation to his arms. He smiled warmly when Daniel’s fluttering eyelids opened at last.

“Told you you’d enjoy it,” he said cheekily.

Daniel smiled languidly, his face flushed. He reached up and pulled Darren to him.

“You were right… I did.”

They embraced, kissing gently, before cuddling together and falling into a satisfied sleep.