1 post tagged “shower”

I walked into the men's locker room, while he was taking a shower.  I had undressed completely before he knew I was there.

I caught his eye as I sauntered over to the shower, as he watched the whole way, not taking his eyes off of me as he rinsed the last of the soap from this perfectly sculpted physique.   He started rubbing his shaft unabashedly, growling lowly for a second or so.

I entered the shower, grabbed him behind the head and planted a deeply soulful kiss on him.  We explored each other's mouths completely while he caressed me for a minute then lifted me up and leaned me against the wall.  He removed his mouth from mine to explore my neck and shoulders.  I grabbed him by the hair and brought him back for another exploration of his mouth.  His tongue was amazing.  Soft and delicate as well as strong and probing.

He hoisted me up higher so I could hold myself up on the side partition of the shower.  He caressed my chest, pinched my nipples and rolled them around as he dove into my center.  As good as his tongue was with my tongue, it was even better with my yanni.  I used my feet against the far wall to help hold myself up while he did his magic.  I moaned, he groaned.  I told him he was going to make me cum, he stopped, pulled me away from his mouth and pulled me down onto his rock hard cock.  Bam!  One shot, complete penetration!  I gasped or was it a scream, I don't remember, it was sublime! 

He was huge, filling and throbbing.  He rocked me against and away from the wall as he pumped away.  It was all I could to to hold on for dear life, not wanting it to end.  I found his mouth again...mmmmm.  His cock filling me then left me empty.  I couldn't keep my breath.  He pumped away.  I couldn't breathe.  He pumped away.  I moaned, groaned and gasped for air while attempting to hold on.  I kissed him, nibbled on his neck...I may have bitten him a time or two.  I wasn't concentrating on that...I was concentrating on the building orgasm.  His breath was getting ragged, I knew it was coming soon...I could feel my yanni tightening, pulsing.  I gripped him hard with every withdrawal...he groaned into my neck.  I whispered in the gravely voice that I was starting to cum and just then he started to cum...with that, he exploded and grunted one long low growl into my neck.  

He held me there, up against the wall, for a moment or two, kissing my neck softly until he regained control then slowly withdrew and put me down, kissing me on the lips on last time.

He winked, "Let's get dressed and go back to work."