I use my free arm to grip him around his thighs, pinning him between me and the shower wall, holding him steady, letting him know that I’ve got him. He soon starts thrusting into me a bit more, his breath getting erratic, moans and whimpers falling from him. I knew it wouldn’t take him long, and I feel bad for not making him come sooner.
I pull my mouth away from him, jerking him with my hand. “Look at me, baby.”
He glances down, just in time for his orgasm to hit as he spurts cum all over my face.
“Oh fuck,” he moans, reaching out a finger to gently swipe at it.
Before he can do anything, I take his finger in my mouth, sucking his cum off which only makes him whimper again.
“I thought my legs were going to collapse.”
“I’ll always catch you, baby.”
“Stupid jock shit,” he mutters, grinning at me. “Can I wash your hair now please? And we definitely need to wash your face.”
I stand and step back under the shower head, letting the water rinse me off and run over my body. When I open my eyes, he’s watching me with a look of awe on his face. I can’t help but tense my abs and muscles a bit.
“Tease,” he chuckles, making me laugh.
I hold out the shampoo bottle to him and squeeze some onto his palm, ducking my head slightly so he can reach up and massage it into my hair.
“I want to take a bath with you one day,” he says.
“A bath? How come?”
“Just, you know, I’ve seen it in films and stuff, seems romantic.”
“We can definitely make that happen,” I say, stepping into him and kissing him.
“Stephen!” he squeals, “Shampoo is dripping all over me.”
I chuckle and pull him back under the shower with me, letting the water clean us both.
“Can I go down on you?” he asks, nerves still filtering through his voice.
“I’d love that, but I have another idea… I’ve always wanted to have sex in the shower,” I say, nodding my head towards the lube bottle I brought in.
“Really? In here? Like… standing up?”
I nod, I know he’s nervous, he always is before trying something new, but I have a feeling he’ll enjoy this.
“We don’t have to,” I reassure him. “And remember, we can stop anytime.”
“Okay,” he nods.
“Turn around, baby. Put your hands against the wall.”
He does as I ask, and I take my time, letting my eyes roam over his perfect body, his lightly toned back and his perfect round ass, that I’m realizing I really do want to see in lingerie just one time.
“Bend forward a little bit,” I say, holding his hips and pulling them back towards me as he arches his back.
I grab the lube and apply some to my fingers, before circling his hole, easing him open. He’s already relaxed from earlier, but I know this has the potential to feel way more intense for him.
Lubing up my cock, I run it between his cheeks. “You ready?”
“Yes,” he moans.
I slide into him, easing my way deeper as he rests his head against his arms on the wall. Because of our height difference my knees are bent slightly, but it gives me plenty of leverage to thrust up into him.
