“You can’t have my hot water,” Jude insisted, using his body to block Nally from standing under the spray.
Nally laughed and used his hip to shove Jude out of the way, then groaned as the hot water sluiced over him.
For a second, Jude was stunned. He just stood there, in very close proximity, watching Nally absolutely melt as the steaming water doused him. The way it spilled down his naked back and sides, forming rivulets over the tight mounds of his arse, and washed down his legs had Jude’s dick going hard in an instant. The sounds Nally made and the way he made a show of enjoying the water did nothing to help Jude’s control.
But instead of panicking, everything seemed to coalesce into that moment. Jude’s fears and thoughts turned off entirely. Nothing was left in his tired brain but the endless affection he felt for Nally.
Without letting himself think about it, he twisted to pump a palmful of soap into his hand. Nally was still blocking the shower with a smirk on his face, which was turned up into the spray like Jude’s had been earlier, so he didn’t move to stop Jude as he rubbed his soapy hands together, then scrubbed the soap across Nally’s back and shoulders.
Nally jumped slightly, wiped water off his face, then glanced over his shoulder at Jude for a second. “That feels really nice,” he said, his smile softer and genuine.
“We’re a mess,” Jude said, grinning.
Nally met his eyes. “We definitely are.”
Everything softened. Nally pumped a bunch of soap onto his hands as well, then twisted to face Jude. The silly shower slipped into an act of devotion as the two of them rubbed soap over each other, scrubbing away the dirt and stress of the last few days. It wasn’t self-consciously sexy either. It was just the two of them taking care of each other, knowing that they’d both had a difficult time of it and that they needed something nice.
That didn’t mean Jude wasn’t willing to go there, though. Nally’s cock was as hard as his by the time he soaped his way down Nally’s belly and between his legs to rub and fondle his balls. Nally sucked in a breath then reached his shaky hands to the soap. He moved in closer once he had his hands slippery and circled his way around Jude’s arsecheeks to slide his soapy fingers against Jude’s hole.
It was like night and day. Everything that had felt so forced that morning came completely naturally to the two of them now. Jude finished with Nally’s balls and dragged his hand up his hard shaft, giving it a few, slow pumps. Nally reached around to fist his cock as well, and as the warm water continued to drive down on them, Jude maneuvered them both so he could back Nally against the tiled wall and lean into him, slanting his mouth over Nally’s.
They were good at kissing. Whatever other failings they had, they were ace at kissing. Jude fell into it so easily, devouring Nally’s mouth and balancing against the wall with one hand while sliding his hand up and down Nally’s side and the inner seam of his hip, teasing close to his dick but never quite touching it.
Nally moaned into his mouth, one hand swiping up his back so he could dig his fingertips into the muscle of Jude’s back and the other reaching down for one of Jude’s cheeks and squeezing. Jude leaned into him so their erections pressed against each other’s bodies. They each moved a little, but there wasn’t the same sort of urgency or expectation that had ruined things that morning.
“I want to try fucking you,” Jude whispered quietly once his body had coiled so tight that he knew he was in danger of coming if they didn’t break apart for a second.
“Okay,” Nally gasped, his mouth red and swollen from kissing and his eyes wide, black pools of desire.
Neither of them said another word. Jude reached for the knob to turn the shower off then stepped back as the last of the drops splattered noisily against the floor. They didn’t move fast, but they did work deliberately to grab towels and dry off as much as they could before leaving the bathroom and heading toward the bed.
Nally peeled back the bedcovers and turned off the telly while Jude found his backpack and pulled out the condoms and lube that had been put away after the disaster that morning. He climbed into bed with Nally, bringing them with him.
Everything could have gone so wrong yet again as they surged into each other in the middle of the bed. Instead, Jude pushed everything else aside for a moment to go back to just kissing. Nally was all for it, and within minutes, the bed was almost unbearably hot as they tasted and explored each other, tongues tangling.
Jude let his hands wander to caress Nally’s overheated skin the way he liked to be touched. Nally did the same, caressing Jude’s erection for a bit before touching and stroking as much of the rest of Jude’s body as he could.
It was beautiful and complete. It was just the two of them, two men who had loved each other for longer than they could count, enjoying each other and the moment. Nothing was rushed or pressured, and it felt better than anything Jude could have imagined.
Finally, Nally broke away from their exploration and rolled to his stomach. “I like it this way,” he said, almost like he was whispering a prayer.
“Okay,” Jude said breathlessly, searching around for the condoms and lube.
The whole thing felt surreal. He definitely wasn’t a virgin, but everything he and Nally were doing felt completely new and filled with so much more meaning than sex ever had beenbefore. Then again, if he was honest, Jude had never had sex with someone he loved as deeply as Nally.
He took his time prepping Nally, using his fingers and the lube. Nally was vocal about his appreciation, which Jude loved. He reached between his legs to stroke his own cock as Jude pushed fingers into his hole.
“Now,” Nally sighed as Jude worked three fingers in him. “Forget the prep. I don’t think I’ll last much longer.”
“Me neither,” Jude said, shocked at how true that was.
He shifted into position, widening Nally’s stance with his knees, guided himself to Nally’s hole, then pushed in. It felt astoundingly good as the ring of Nally’s muscle hugged his length as he sank slowly in, then pulled out only to push in again. Nally’s heat and tightness made him see stars.
Some other time, he would make a joke about how topping wasn’t so bad, but in the moment, all he wanted to do was move. That was all Nally wanted, too. Jude pushed and pulled until he’d worked himself in to the hilt, then pivoted slightly so they were on their sides. He wrapped his arms tightly around Nally, and Nally caught and hugged his arms, angling his hips to bring them together even more.
Jude couldn’t help but move more then. The two of them moved together, pushing and jerking, both working to give and take pleasure in a way that had them as damp as if they’d just stepped out of the shower again. Nally was incredibly vocal, which gave Jude permission to grunt and moan like he’d always wanted to, but usually felt too self-conscious to do while having sex. He could do and be whoever he truly was with Nally, and it was glorious.
“Oh, God, I’m coming!” Nally gasped just when Jude was getting close, too. He reached for Jude’s hand and pulled it around to his cock just as hot, thick spurts erupted from him.
