Showers

I lean my head against the tile as Colt swipes at my cock head with his tongue. I notice my hand is shaky as I brush some of my wet hair out of my face and watch him. The fire in my stomach seems to be connected to his tongue as he licks up and down my shaft, and the heat builds. I almost jump when he lightly plays with my balls, and I can't help the groan that escapes me.

I'm not sure if the purring noise is coming from him or from me, although I feel vibrations from my head down to where we're connected. The heat builds and the steam from the shower isn't helping. I had just turned off the water when he came into the stall, and I have a feeling I may need another one. Although right now I doubt a shared shower would get us clean. I'm brought out of my thoughts by a quick suck the head of my shaft and then licking further down.

The playing takes on more purpose and he's stroking harder than before. A jerk of my hips is all the warning he gets before I come. I close my eyes and lean against the tile as I recover. I can feel his body heat against me as he stands up and leans against me. I quietly enjoy the body heat against me.

Going from living and traveling together to talking on the phone and only seeing each other was tough, but we're getting used to it. I made the choice to join the WWE, now I have to deal with the consequences.

When I get my coordination back, he leans against the tile and I lightly stroke him while sucking on his left nipple. I switch sides and suck harder and change my pattern of stroking, resulting in a moan. After a change back, he comes also.

As he recovers, I start the water going again, and wash off the come and get clean for the second time. When he's ready, I lather shampoo and conditioner in his hair, and help him to wash it out. I hear a moan when I kiss the back of his neck while I’m washing his back.

Until we’re in the same fed again, we need to take what opportunities we can.