Shit, should we be doing this? We weren’t in high school anymore. “Eli…” I scratched my temple.
“Wren…” he croaked and lifted my shirt by the hem. “If you don’t get in that shower, I’ll suck your dick anyway. I don’t care if you’re sweaty.” He swiped his lips with his tongue. “In fact, I might like it more.” He dropped to the floor on his knees and slipped my shorts and underwear to my ankles. “I mean it, Wren.” He flicked his tongue at my swelling crown.
“Damn it, Eli.” As my half-hard cock tingled and lengthened, I groaned. There was no stopping him now. I twisted the shower handle behind me and shucked my shirt off. “What’s gotten into you?” After kicking off my shorts, I stepped under the warm spray.
“Just trying to recreate the thrill of high school.” His warm chest pressed into my back, and his rock-hard cock pushed against my ass. He encircled me from behind and brushed his hands across my nipples.
Pleasure raced across my skin. “But if I remember right, you blew me against your locker.” I moved, and the water hit my chest.
“I did. I still can.” As he nibbled my shoulder, he squirted soap into his hand and rubbed it across my chest, then down to my groin, tugging my aching cock.
“Oh, fuck, Eli.” I rocked into his slick hand. Okay, now I was on board. I just hadn’t expected this and needed a moment. A shiver played up my spine, and my cock pulsed in his palm.
“Yeah, babe, that’s right. Get into it,” he said in a deep, ragged voice. He nuzzled behind my ear and slipped his dick into my crack. “Fuck, I’ve been thinking about this all morning.”
“Yeah? So you planned this.” I whimpered as tension coiled in my gut.
As he stroked my cock with one hand, he skimmed the other up my chest and kneaded a nipple between his fingers. “You've got it.” He turned me around. “Having you on Wednesday night — I don’t know, it sparked something in me.” Leaning in and bending his knees, he claimed me in a heated kiss, his tongue darting between my lips, his solid cock rubbing against mine.
Pressing my mouth against his, I moaned and glided my tongue across his. This was heaven—the best shower yet. Breaking the kisses, I nipped at his collarbone and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him impossibly close, increasing the pressure and friction on our cocks.
“Oh, fuck.” After shoving me against the shower wall, he fell to his knees and sucked my dick into his mouth, wrapping his hand around the base.
“Fuck,” I gritted out as hot slickness enveloped my cock. Threading my fingers through his hair, I pulled, holding him in place, and thrust into his mouth.
He sucked me all the way in and swallowed, flicking his tongue along my shaft.
My balls tingled and drew up. I would explode any minute. “Eli, fuck, I’m close.” He was practiced in taking me from zero to a thousand in a few seconds.
Popping off me, he peeked at me and said, “Yeah?” Rolling my balls, he dove back in, pumping his mouth over my cock with vengeance.
“Oh God, oh fuck, oh God.” A wave of pleasure surged over me, sparking through my body. My cock pulsed and unloaded inside his sucking mouth, and he lapped it all down. With each wave, I shuddered and gasped.
As it slowed, he left me and stood, fisting his thick cock with quick strokes. “Fuck, gonna come.” Slapping his hand against the wall next to my ear, he hovered over me, his head hanging and face tensing. Hot cum painted my abs in quick bursts. Deepgroans ripped from his throat and filled the small space. As he calmed, he leaned his head on my shoulder. “Holy hell, Wren. I don’t know what came over me. I couldn’t wait and I…” He slipped his hand across my chest, spreading his cum. “I wanted to mark you…” He skimmed his slick hand down my abs and stroked my flaccid cock. “I’d repeat it right now if we could.”
“Well, I enjoyed it.” Grabbing his chin, I pressed a lingering kiss on his lips. “Did Grace help you?” A smirk tugged at my lips.
“Maybe. I’m not telling you all my secrets.” He offered a lop-sided grin. “I’m just trying to keep you on your toes.”
“It definitely did that.” I sighed and dipped my gaze to the floor, the rivulets of water spiraling down the drain. “I do have a class this afternoon.” My gaze met his as he straightened. “So I’ll need to shower and get dressed.”
“Okay, but you’re telling me what you found out from your mom. Grace…heard things last night through your door.”
I stared at him. “She did? Why didn’t she say anything?” Tightness flickered through my chest.
“She wanted you to be sure you’d talk to me.” He kissed the tip of my nose. “She has your back, Wren. We both do.”
“Yeah, I know. Now get out of here and let me shower. You’re too distracting.” With a sharp laugh, I faced the water, letting it wash the cum from my front.
“What’s the matter? You want to go again?” He slapped my ass with a loud crack and bit my shoulder. “I could, you know.”
“Ow, stop that.” I giggled. I’d almost forgotten how much fun Eli could be.
FIFTEEN
ELI
Wren’s trust in his father had broken, and I wasn’t sure they could mend their relationship, even with him living so close. I sat on a padded bench in the locker room with my legs falling along either side, fully dressed in my team shirt and shorts, waiting for Wren to finish his shower.
