Following his lead, I tugged my shirt over my head and used it like a towel to wipe away the sweat. His eyes were glued to my body, but fair was fair.
“Um….” He looked like he was struggling to say what was on his mind. “When we were in Frederick, I was hoping I could convince you to shower with me.”
His bravery only got him so far without some hint I was interested. I’d been tentative so far with him, so I understood his hesitancy to go further. “If you’re inviting me to shower with you now, that’s a big hell yes. I mean it saves water, right/”
“Right,” he said stretching it out mockingly, but never losing his big grin. “We’ll be doing the environment a favor.”
The thought of seeing him gloriously naked made me want to cut short our cool down. Unfortunately, we were on the opposite side of the complex from his unit. We might have walked a bit faster than intended, but we could finish cooling off under in the shower.
Nick led me to his bedroom, but detoured to the shower to turn it on. He pulled a clean towel from the closet and set it on the vanity. For a moment I thought he was going to get undressed in the bathroom, but he joined me before I’d unlaced my running shoes.
Sitting next to me on his bed, he drew a deep breath, and let it out in a loud burst. “Nervous?” I asked.
“What gave it away,” he said with an uneasy laugh.
“Does it make you feel less nervous if I am too?”
“As if,” he said, untying his shoe so I couldn’t see his face. “It’s not because I don’t think I’m good enough for you. You’ve convinced me you don’t see it that way. I’m anxious because I like you a lot, and I don’t want to do something to scare you away.”
His ‘confession’ was the most confidence I’d heard from him. Leaning over, I kissed his cheek. “So far, all you’ve done is make me like you more. Tonight’s date has me swooning. When I said I’m nervous, it’s because this is a hard date to top.”
Even with his head down, I could see his smile. Good. Nick really was a sweet guy and I wanted him to know how I felt about him.
He peeled his socks off and in what had to be a burst of nervous energy, pushed his shorts and underwear down in one swift motion. His cock snapped back against his pelvis, and it was as beautiful as him.
Tossing his shorts aside, he left before I could speak. “See you in the shower,” he said with a hitch in his voice.
I watched his perfect ass until he disappeared and smiled at his moxie. Asking me might have been outside his comfort zone, but he did it anyway.
Stripping off my shorts, I followed him into the bathroom.
Nick was behind the shower curtain, so I didn’t know which side to use. Guessing he was closer to the spray, I entered at the other side. I’d chosen right as he stood with his back to the water. His hair was wet, and he’d pushed it back. Wiping the water from his face he met my gaze with a hunger mirroring my own.
I closed the space between us, and pressed our lips together. He eagerly returned the kiss, and we stayed connected for a few seconds.
Uriel’s call interrupted my hope to feel his hot body under the water, and I wasn’t about to waste this chance. My fingers glided over the wet skin, mapping every muscle. He followed my example, and my skin tingled under his touch.
We pressed ourselves together, my cock slotting next to his, both trapped between our bodies. Under the warm spray, our slick bodies slid against each other. Nick’s fingers traced the ridges of my abs, his touch light and teasing, before dipping lower to the V that disappeared between our pressed hips. I gasped into his mouth, our kiss deepening as our tongues explored each other with growing fervor.
I broke away from his lips, trailing kisses down his jaw and neck. Nick tilted his head back, offering me better access. I could feel his pulse racing under my lips, matching the hammering of my own heart. My hands ran down his back, feeling the lean muscles bunch and quiver under my touch.
The idea had been to get clean so we could go to the movie, but we were approaching a point where we’d spend the rest of the night in bed. The way our bodies reacted, we both wanted more, but this wasn’t the right time. Nick had put a lot of effort into our date. There would be plenty more times to go further.
I grabbed the body wash from the shelf, and poured some into my hands. The scent of citrus filled the steamy air as I massaged the soap into his skin. My hands moved down his arms, washing away the sweat from our run.
Nick followed my lead, his soap-covered hands gliding over my chest. His thumbs circled my nipples, making me moan softly. My cock twitched against his, and my resolve to just get clean started to weaken.
Gently, I turned him around, and I washed his back. My hands moved down to his firm ass, and I took my time kneading the tight muscles. Nick pushed back against me and I leaned in to kiss his neck, just below his ear.
“Not now,” I whispered. “I don’t want to rush this.”
He turned back around, his eyes dark with desire. “Me neither, but I want you so much.”
The feeling was mutual, but I’d been serious about wanting our first time to be something we remembered forever. “Me too.”
Nick reached for the shampoo, and I closed my eyes as his fingers massaged my scalp, working the shampoo through my hair. When he finished, he guided me under the water and ran his hands over my head to rinse off the soap.
I returned the favor, keeping our bodies pressed close. Every time either of us moved, our cocks throbbed against each other. His heart pounded against my chest, echoing my own desire. We reached the precipice again, but I stepped back and helped him rinse off.
