“Fuck.”Gabe tore free of the kiss and dropped to his knees, unmindful of the crack of kneecaps against the concrete shower floor. He seized Cole's throbbing cock in both fists, feeling every vein pulse against his palms as he pumped the slick shaft vigorously. Saliva pooled in his mouth before he engulfed the swollen purple head, his throat muscles relaxing to swallow every inch until his nose pressed against the trimmed hair at Cole's base.
“Uh!” Cole's back arched off the shower wall, his abdominal muscles contracting visibly under glistening wet skin. His palms smacked the tile with a wet thwack, and his hips thrust forward, burying himself deeper as his breath escaped in a ragged hiss between clenched teeth.
Gabe squeezed the thick root of Cole's cock where it joined his heavy balls, his fists twisting and following his stretched lips up and down the rigid shaft. His tongue swirled around the sensitive ridge of the head each time he pulled back, tasting the salty pre-cum that leaked onto his taste buds. His cheeks hollowed with suction as he worked Cole's cock deeper, his own erection throbbing painfully between his legs as he imagined the hot eruption he craved.
“Oh, my god…” Cole choked, gasping on each syllable. His fingers sank into Gabe’s wet hair, clenching fistfuls of drenched strands, and pushed his cock into his mouth with an urgency that teetered on desperation. “Oh fuck…fuck… uuuhhh… don’t stop… don’t stop…”
Cole's muscular thighs quivered uncontrollably, his fingers digging deeper into Gabe's scalp. Gabe cupped his heavy balls, rolling the tender orbs between his fingers before squeezing and tugging the full sack until the skin stretched taut. Cole's cock throbbed violently against Gabe's tongue as he cried out sharply, his hips pistoning, the swollen head hitting the back of Gabe's throat with each desperate thrust.
Gabe could feel Cole's impending climax in the way his balls drew up tight against his body, the way his shaft pulsed and expanded. He took Cole to the root, his throat muscles contracting around the engorged head while his tongue undulated against the sensitive underside. He massaged Cole's perineum with slick fingers, pressing firmly against the hidden gland while pulling his balls away from his body.
Cole's back arched against the cold tile, his entire body vibrating with tension. His head thrown back, eyes screwed shut in ecstasy, jaw clenched so tight the tendons in his neck stood out like cables beneath his flushed skin, now slick with sweat despite the shower spray.
His shaft suddenly swelled inside Gabe's mouth, the veins pulsing against his tongue as a strangled cry twisted up Cole's throat. Gabe released the clenching suction and stroked his mouth along the throbbing length, his lips stretched wide around the girth. Cole's entire body convulsed when he released, his cock jerking rhythmically as it pumped thick, hot ropes of salty cum in powerful jets down Gabe's eager throat, filling his mouth until it leaked from the corners of his stretched lips.
The taste of Cole's musky essence coating his tongue and the feel of his throbbing member emptying against the back of his throat nearly sent Gabe over the edge, his balls drawing up painfully tight as his lower stomach clenched, the muscles quivering uncontrollably, his groin aflame with need. His own neglected cock hung heavy and engorged between his trembling thighs, the swollen purple head leaking rivulets down his inner thighs and onto the shower floor as he fought the desperate urge to stroke himself to explosive relief.
Cole’s legs gave out, and he slid down the wall, landing on his ass with a wet splat in front of Gabe, still on his knees before him. Cole tried to breathe as he shoved the heels of his palms into his eyes. His hands slid up into his drenched hair, eyes squeezed shut, mouth open, panting wildly.
Gabe crawled forward, closing the distance between them. Their bodies collided in a tangle of limbs, hands everywhere at once—fingers digging into muscle, palms sliding over wet skin, mouths crashing together with as much urgency and desperation as if it was the last kiss they would ever taste in this lifetime.
CHAPTER 10
Cole was pressed face-first against the shower wall, cheek and palms tense against the cool tile. His breath puffed between parted lips, his heart pounding in his head and at every pulse point in his body. Gabe pushed flush against his back, trembling hands running along Cole’s ribs, up to his armpits, then dragging back down to his hips. The stripper’s breath seared the back of his neck, rustling the short tips of his wet hair.
“Fuck, baby…”were the only words that made it out of Gabe, shaky and heavy with lustful need as his hard cock slid between Cole’s tense ass cheeks. Gabe rolled his hips, pushing his thick erection through the wet crease of hot flesh, the engorged root of his staff massaging Cole’s tight hole.
Cole shuddered, his fingertips whitening as they pressed harder against the tiles, slipping on the smooth, wet surface. His breath came faster, catching in his throat. He squeezed his eyes shut in a mix of ecstasy and anxiety as Gabe’s hands caressed down between his legs and grasped Cole’s heavy member. A few strokes, and it began to revive in his fists. A shaky moan escaped Cole.
“I want you so bad, Cole,”Gabe groaned as he nuzzled the short hairs behind Cole’s ear and stroked his cock.“I think I’ll lose my mind if I can’t fuck you right now.”He pinned Cole tighter to the wall, his thick, veiny shaft raking between his ass cheeks with renewed urgency, slicking the crack with precum, allowing his cock to glide more smoothly.
Fuck—it felt so good. Still, Cole tensed whenever the plump head nudged his entrance on each backstroke. HewantedGabe to fuck him. Right now, there wasnothinghe wantedmore.He didn’t understand the anxiety lingering at the edges of his mind, causing a slight resistance in his body.
Cole wasn’t the only one who sensed it.
Gabe went still, his fist slowly loosening from around Cole’s erect member. He lightly caressed Cole’s stomach, rubbing his palms up over his chest. Gabe touched his lips to Cole’s shoulder. Silence filled the shower room as they stood unmoving, wet bodies pressed together.
Then Gabe kissed his shoulder, uncertainty in his voice as he whispered, “Can I ask you something, Cole?”
Cole swallowed, his pulse fluttering. He nodded.
“Are…” Gabe drew back and gently turned Cole around so he could look into his eyes. Cole pressed back against the shower wall, feeling the slight anxiety pinching his face. “Are you… a virgin?”
Cole’s eyes shifted away from Gabe’s face and looked down at the shower floor. His hands flexed, and he swallowed, his hesitation resonating with Gabe.
“Cole…”
“Yes,” Cole whispered without meeting his gaze.
Shit.He’s a virgin, and you were about to rail him against the shower wall?Fuck.
“Cole…” Gabe shifted, suddenly self-conscious of his raging hard-on bobbing stiffly between them. “I’m sorry. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have…” For the first time in his life, Gabe felt like a total douchebag—and his glaring erection that refused to go down wasn’t helping.
Cole lifted his eyes, a faint furrow forming on his brow. “It’s okay,” he mumbled. “I… I wanted you to.”
It wasn’tokay. Gabe moved closer and gently squeezed Cole’s waist, then flinched when his hard cock brushed against Cole’s semi-erection. “No, it isn’t.” Gabe hesitated for a moment, then kissed him softly. “Not like this,” he whispered through the kiss. “Not your first time.”
Cole traced his fingertips through the valleys of Gabe’s abdomen. His touch felt so good. “Why does it matter?” His voice was quiet as his eyes roamed down Gabe’s front. “I thought it only mattered to girls.”
