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He looked up at me, disappointed that I’d made him stop. I smirked. “I told you, you aren’t done.” I grabbed him under his arms, and he let out a startled cry as I easily pulled him to his feet. I was pretty proud to see that he was already getting hard again just from giving me an interrupted blowjob.
I turned the water on so no one would think the stall was empty and try to walk in on us, but then turned back to him and pushed him up against the wall, dropping to my own knees. It wasn’t something I did very often. I knew I wasn’t as good at it as he was, but even though I’d never heard any complaints from him, if I was afraid I was bad at something, I tended to avoid it. I felt bad that I didn’t reciprocate every time, but he never seemed to mind if I used my hand instead. In those instances, he never seemed to mind what I was doing, as long as I was touching him.
I wanted him as good and ready as I was, so I took his dick into my mouth and swirled my tongue at the tip for a minute. He let out a little moan, and I glanced up. He was watching me, which at first made me a little nervous, but then I noticed that his eyes were heavily lidded, and he looked thoroughly wrecked already. He reached for the back of my head and let his fingers thread through my hair.
He was fully hard again already. I bobbed my head, taking him as far into my mouth as I could, which wasn’t nearly as far as he could. I went too far and gagged, pulling off to catch my breath, but his dick twitched as I did. I licked a strip from his balls to the tip, blinking away the water in my eyes, before taking him back into my mouth.
My hand moved upward as I sucked his dick, and my finger found his hole, teasing it before slipping inside. “Fuck, Caden,” he breathed, and I heard his head smack the wall as his fingers tightened in my hair. I looked up again. He was leaning back but still watching me, and that time it encouraged me.
I sped up the movements of both my mouth and my finger, finding a rhythm, and suddenly his hips were giving tiny thrusts into my mouth as his hand held the back of my head. I waited until I heard his third little moan and tasted precum on my tongue before I popped off his dick and pulled my finger out, slowly standing.
He looked a little disappointed that yet another blowjob had been interrupted, but then I leaned toward him and kissed him with all the love I had in my heart. When I backed up, he was looking at me with a look that mirrored my own feelings. “I love you,” I whispered, as I pulled him away from the wall and walked him backward toward the spray of the shower, careful not to let him trip on the edge.
“I love you, too,” he whispered back, and he started to turn to face the wall, but I realized that my shower jerk-off fantasy the morning he’d taken off on me could actually come true, so I stopped him and pushed him gently until his back hit the tile beside the shower’s spray. I kissed him again, pulling one leg up to my waist. The water was falling over us as I pressed forward and slid all the way inside of him in one smooth thrust. He grunted a little, but he wasn’t complaining.
As I went to wrap my arms around his waist, he lifted his leg even higher, resting it on my arm instead of my waist as I held him steady. The back of his knee was at my bicep, and he let his foot fall toward my lower back. I was taller than him and he was practically in the splits at that angle, but he didn’t seem to mind. And fuck, it was hot how flexible he was.
He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and looked into my eyes as I whispered, “Mine.” I started moving slowly, sliding almost all the way out before pressing back in.
His leg jerked on my arm when I hit his prostate, but he held it there, using his foot at my back to pull me toward him even harder. “Yours,” he replied to me, but it came out a soft moan.
The loud door into the shower room creaked open, and I heard someone put their stuff down in the stall next to ours. I paused for only a second. Jamie looked up at me, horrified at the fact someone was only a few feet away from us. I wasn’t sure why the person had chosen the stall next to the only occupied stall in the room, but I was sure they weren’t assuming that two dudes were getting it on in there. I just grinned at him and gave a hard thrust. He bit his lip and his head fell back on the tile again as he struggled to stay quiet. I hoped he wouldn’t have a welt on the back of his head when we were done.
It almost became a game to me. He wasn’t really one to keep quiet, anyway, and we both knew it. I pulled his leg just a little bit higher, forcing him to stand on the tiptoes of his other, angling upward and hitting just right every time I thrust into the tight heat of him. God, his body felt so good. My head dropped, and I watched as my throbbing cock continued thrusting into him. A quiet sound finally escaped him.
Our wet bodies slapping together weren’t entirely silent, but I was trying to keep it as quiet as possible. He felt so good, though, that I couldn’t help but pick up the pace, panting a little as I not only tried to make him feel good, but used his body to chase the pleasure I’d been denying myself all evening.
Jamie’s arms tightened on my shoulders, his cock leaking all over our abs. He was still using his leg to pull me toward him, pushing his hips forward and forcing himself even farther onto my cock every time I thrust. It was almost too much for me. I was nearly to the edge already because I’d been waiting so patiently to get off myself. There were soft little moans spilling from his lips, and the leg holding him up started to tremble. I held him tight in order to help him keep his balance, but I could tell I wasn’t going to last.
He finally fell forward into me, his forehead landing on my shoulder and his dick trapped between us, the friction from both of our abs as we moved causing him to try to muffle a moan in my collarbone. I never would have even been able to stand in the position Jamie was in, but he was flexible as fuck and was somehow still using his leg to pull me forward. It was hot as hell, and I shoved my face into his neck as I groaned.
Determined to get him off first and knowing he was right there since his dick finally had friction, I gave a few more hard thrusts right into his sweet spot. On the third one he jerked upright, letting out a cry that was entirely too loud as he came for the second time that night, his cum spilling between us as his back arched off the wall.
The person in the stall beside us had been rustling around, but there was a pause, and I knew the jig was up with the cry I’d finally managed to pull from him. The fact that they’d heard what I’d made him do was actually kind of hot, though, and that mixed with the fact that his ass was clenching around my dick through his orgasm was enough to send me over the edge, too. I. Saw. Stars. I shuddered as I pressed all the way into him, and I couldn’t stop my own moan as my dick pulsed inside of him and my hands clung to his hips. He just stood there, his head on the wall behind him again, panting as I finished.
Our shower neighbor seemed to speed up suddenly, dropping things and sounding rushed as my head fell forward onto Jamie’s shoulder. I let his leg drop to the floor and my dick slipped out of him. We just stood there for a minute or two, taking ragged breaths as we both came down from our orgasms. I was sure the person next to us must have realized it hadn’t been a solo cry of pleasure that they’d heard. They seemed more worried about spotting us than I was worried about being spotted.
I finally straightened but leaned back to Jamie’s ear. “Made you yell,” I whispered with a grin.
Jamie let out a little laugh. “Fuck you,” he whispered back.
I laughed, too, but then I whispered, “Maybe next time.”
I was actually a little startled as his eyes widened and he gave me a little shove, then grabbed my hair and pulled my face to his, fucking his tongue into my mouth. Damn. That was something he wanted to hear.
“Don’t you tease me,” he whispered, pulling back to look at me, and I knew he’d meant for me to wonder exactly what else that tongue could do. I’d been more than a little curious about the whole thing for a while, because he seemed to enjoy my dick in his ass an awful lot. He was pretty big, and the thought made me a little nervous, but I was in it for the long haul. I sure liked fucking him, but if he wanted to top, I wasn’t going to go our whole lives without making it happen.
“Do you want that?” I asked him in a whisper since our shower-mate was still there. I licked over his lips. “Do you want to fuck me, baby?”
He shuddered, and I was certain I could get him off again if I really tried. The person in the next stall turned off the water and was scrambling with their stuff. I moved my mouth to his neck and started licking and nipping at it, careful not to leave any marks that could hurt his tips.
The shower curtain next door was yanked open, and I heard quick footsteps before the squeak of the main door and the click of it shutting. I guessed that whoever it was had grabbed their clothes and retreated to their room in a towel. I couldn’t help but chuckle.
We were still in the spray of our own shower, and I ran my hands over his belly reverently, trying to clean his cum off him even though we didn’t have anything to wash with. It seemed that we were running out of hot water, anyway. “Your showers suck,” I commented, because mine had never run out of hot water, even when I jacked off in there. Two showers and one fuck were apparently all the entire room’s water heater could handle.
He laughed and pulled my mouth back to his as he reached back and turned the water off. We finally walked over and grabbed our towels, preparing to put our dirty clothes back on.
“You were just teasing me, right?” he asked me, pulling his sweatpants back on over his semi-damp body. I turned to look at him. He looked skeptical, but I could see eagerness in his eyes, too, even though he was trying to cover it up.
