Getting soapy and dirty
Hot spray from the shower hit against the cool white tiles and I shivered slightly as I stepped in. Dorians arm snaked their way around my waist and he pressed his chest against by back knowing I loved that method of keeping me warm. I gently shoved him under the water and getting lots of soap into my hands proceeded to conscientiously lather up his entire body. He stood there with an amused grin on his face. I don’t think he understands the fascination his body holds for me. That I could literally spend hours rubbing, feeling, kissing and stroking every inch of him. Having soap to rub into him was a fantastic excuse. I entertained myself also by styling his hair with the soap. A mohawk, devil horns, a hedgehog…all great creations of mine. Dorian tried to return the favour but I wasn’t letting him distract me. I moved to his back. I started a psuedo massage, feeling any remaining tensions in his shoulder just melt away.
I couldn’t resist kissing Dorian’s back. Letting the hot water stream past my face as I kissed my way down. My hands sneaked to his front tweaking his nipples and stroking his stomach. Then letting them play on his thighs, refusing to let them brush against what I knew would be his slowly hardening cock. Instead I gave Dorian a playful nip on the bum cheek, just to remind him I’m not all nice!
I knew that this would be the only time I’d really be willing to give Dorian a treat that I knew he would love. A treat that he would never ask of me because he doesn’t like to push. An act that he knows I enjoy myself once in a while. With the water still pounding against Dorian’s skin before streaming down his back I pushed him forward a little, so that he was leaning against the tiles. I slid a soapy finger down the crease of his bum, smiling as I noticed the slight knee wobble that always gives away his excitement building. I spread the cheeks slightly and leaned in so that I could gently lick across his hole. The shake of the legs was unmistakeable now, nor was the moan that he gave. Encouraged I increased my tongue’s flickering. I circled it around the hole, pressing against it, then reaching my hand around his legs to give him a hand job at the same time. My face was soon buried, forgetting my usual inhibitions and going for it, loving watching Dorian get harder and hornier.
He eventually drags me to my feet and turns me around roughly to bend me over. He pushes his cock into me and slowly thrusts inside me, before speeding up and getting harder. Unfortunately a shower is not designed for sex and soon it became too precarious to continue and we decided to retire to the bedroom where needless to say the fun continued….
