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Arms slid around my waist, and a mouth pressed a kiss to the side of my neck. “Want me to improve your mood?”
I fucking loved this sexily self-assured side of Elliot. Was this what it would be like to have him as a boyfriend?
“Mmm.” I pressed back into him. “What did you have in mind?”
“We’ve got seven—no, six minutes. So there’s not time for much, but…” His hand slid down my stomach, and then lower still, until his fingers were curving around my hardening cock.
“I want you to get off too,” I rasped, wrenching open the shower door. “Get in the shower with me. Save time.”
He released his grip on me, following me into my shower, which suddenly seemed very fucking small with two grown men inside. Thankfully, some previous student with more money than sense had installed a large rainfall showerhead, so at least the water was hitting us both at the same time. I turned to face him, angling my head so that the water didn’t fall into my eyes, and slid my hand down his body, my knuckles bumping against my torso as I did so. Because there was no fucking room in this shower stall. When I owned my own place, I was going to make sure I got a much, much bigger shower.
But none of that was important right now. What was important was the person in front of me, whose expressive blue eyes were dark and determined as his hand followed mine and wrapped around both of our cocks.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” I groaned, my words echoing around us, bouncing off the tiled walls.
“So good. Put your arms around me,” Elliot instructed in a low, throaty tone, and my dick jerked in his grip.
“You being bossy is so fucking hot.” Sliding my arms around his back, I leaned forward to tug his lower lip between my teeth. I lowered my hands to his ass, running them across the rounded curves, his soft skin slick with water. He moaned against my mouth, and I pulled him into a kiss, running my hands over every part of him I could reach while he stroked our cocks together. The combined friction of his hand, his cock, and our bodies pressing so close together was so good that I knew once wouldn’t be enough. How had I managed to get this addicted to him already when I never had with anyone else before?
All my thoughts disappeared when he twisted his hand over the head of my cock, and then I was coming all over both of our stomachs. I was closely followed by Elliot, who buried his face in my shoulder as his cock pulsed against mine, his cum shooting onto my skin.
So fucking good.
“Okay?” Leaning back against the tiles, I supported his body as he collapsed against me. I felt him nod and I smiled, pressing a kiss to his wet hair. “Good. We’ve probably got about a minute left before JJ comes looking for me, so we’d better get a move on.”
He stepped back, closing his fingers around the shower door handle. “I’ll shower in my own bathroom. There’s not a lot of room for us both here.”
“Okay.” He’d already slipped out before I’d even said the word, leaving me even more confused than before. Fuck this overthinking shit. It was not good for me.
I washed as quickly as I could and threw on a pair of shorts, not bothering with a T-shirt. If JJ wanted me to dance, then I needed to show the goods. In fact… Exiting my room, I jogged up the stairs to the top floor of the house, where JJ’s and Charlie’s bedrooms were. JJ hardly ever bothered locking his door unless he had someone over, and today was no exception. I entered his room, heading straight for his wardrobe.
Jackpot. I pulled out a pair of metallic blue…shorts? Hot pants?…holding them up against me. They should fit. JJ had what I’d call a bubble butt, but my ass was in great shape, thanks to all the workouts I did. Not like Elliot’s, of course—that sexy fucking rounded curve that was all natural and— I shook my head. No time to think about that now. I had a performance to prepare for.
Ditching my shorts, I pulled on the very short shorts, turning in front of the mirror to check how they looked. I wasn’t disappointed. These things were miracle workers. They somehow made my thighs look more muscular than usual and my package look bigger—not that I needed any extra enhancement. And my ass…fuck, yeah. I couldn’t wait for Elliot to see me.
I bounded down the stairs and into the darkened lounge, skidding to a stop in the middle of the room, where JJ was standing, fiddling with something on his phone. He’d pushed back the sofas to create an open space, and he’d placed one of the dining chairs in the centre. The curtains were closed, and I spotted Elliot’s lamp cycling through a rainbow of colours from its new place on the TV console.
“Alright, mate?”
My head shot around to see a grinning face, and it was at that point I realised we had an audience comprised of my housemate Levi and his boyfriend, Asher.
“Ash. Levi. Here for the show?” I smirked at them, and Asher laughed, holding up his phone.
“You think I’d pass up a chance to see you make a fool of yourself? I’ve got my camera ready so I can post this online.”
“Levi. Your boyfriend’s a dick,” I informed him as I gave Asher the middle finger.
Levi nodded, shooting Asher a grin. “He can be a dick, but I love him anyway.”
Asher jabbed him in the ribs while planting a kiss on his lips. Those two had a weird way of showing their love sometimes.
Shaking my head, I returned my attention to JJ. “What do you want me to do?”
He glanced up from his phone and shuffled closer to me, lowering his voice. “I meant what I said earlier. I’m here if you ever wanna talk.”
“Cheers. I appreciate it.” I squeezed his arm in thanks and then squeezed it again. “Fuck me. Your bicep’s like a fucking rock.”
“That’s the product of too many hours in the gym and the dance studio. And the club. I don’t know—it all merges into one. Basically, lots of exercise.”
