Page 54 of Under His Heel

It wasn’t often that Alex took the time to properly look at Tracht’s face, but man, he looked completely exhausted. His eyes were sunken and dark, and his skin shone with a thin layer of sweat. His hair, normally kept neatly combed, was disheveled and somewhat dusty.

He hadn’t thought it when they’d first met, but Tracht was probably hot for an older dude, even like this.

Before Tracht could get it in his mind to complain, Alex went to get the bath running. He turned the water on, hoping he picked the right temperature, and then rummaged in the cabinet that kept all the hygiene products. He’d remembered seeing shampoo and liquid soap when he’d packed all their loose things away in preparation for landing. Behind those was a bottle of bath bubbles too, which gave off a minty scent when he opened it.

He added a capful to the running water and watched as it foamed up. When the bath was mostly full, he turned the tap off and went to get Tracht.

Judging by Tracht’s breathing, he’d fallen asleep. His arms lay slack at his sides and his mouth had parted slightly.

Great. Alex wondered if it was okay to wake Tracht, or if that would get him in trouble. But he didn’t think Tracht would want to take a cold bath either, so in the end waking him seemed like the better idea.

“Hey. Tracht.”

Tracht startled awake. “What?”

Alex suppressed a snort of amusement. “Bath’s ready.”

After a yawn and a stretch, Tracht got up and walked towards the bath. He stripped off his briefs on the way, leaving Alex staring at his ass.

Huh. Somehow Alex had never gotten a really good glimpse of it. Tracht did keep fit. Shouldn’t have been a surprise, since he’d gone to the gym often enough with him.

“What are you waiting for?” Tracht called, but without any edge to his voice. Alex hurried anyway.

Tracht was stepping into the bath sighing deeply as he sank into the bubbly water. The tub was large enough for Tracht to submerge himself up to his neck.

“When you’re done staring,” Tracht said, “come wash me.”

“Wash?”

“Yes. Shampoo, soap, and loofah should all be in the same place you found the bubble bath.” Tracht groaned loudly. “I’ve really needed this.”

Alex felt weird about all of this, but he got the washing tools and approached the tub. The little step leading up to it was a good place to sit.

“Strip first. And I’ll remove your cage.” Tracht sat a bit straighter and watched Alex expectantly.

Alex hadn’t bothered to get naked before getting ready for docking. The fact that Tracht hasn’t even commented was kind of strange, actually.

He stripped down, setting his clothes aside carefully, and got close enough for Tracht to use his sub-dermal chip to undo the electronic lock on the cage. Alex had to take the cage and place it on the cabinet counter himself.

It felt kind of small in his hand. Not at all like the device that was keeping his cock locked up. If he’d seen it on the shelf somewhere, he would have insisted that it couldn’t fit around his cock.

“Stop dawdling.” Tracht splashed the water.

Alex shook off the thoughts and settled back down the step next to the tub. He soaped up the loofah and carefully lifted up Tracht’s arm and sort of just... rubbed the loofah against Tracht’s skin.

Tracht sighed and closed his eyes. “You can use a bit more pressure than that.”

Right. Yeah. Alex scrubbed a bit harder and got an appreciative moan. He ended up having to sit on the edge of the tub so he could reach more of Tracht, but he slowly scrubbed all of Tracht’s arm and shoulder, then his other arm.

Tracht lifted a leg out of the water, saving Alex the trouble of wondering what to do next.

Scrubbing at Tracht’s feet reminded Alex of the boot-kissing, and the familiarity gave him a bit more confidence. He held the foot by the calf and scrubbed, covering the skin in a faint layer of soap foam. He let the foot dip back into the water to wash off the soap, and then he kissed the arch of the foot.

“God,” Tracht said, followed by a long moan. “Yes. Keep... keep going.”

Alex gave the second foot the same treatment as the first, to much the same result. It was kind of fun, actually, having Tracht so appreciative of what he was doing. While scrubbing Tracht’s chest, he placed a short kiss on each nipple, and when he washed Tracht’s back he sucked on the back of his neck.

Tracht helpfully stood up so that Alex could scrub between his thighs. And of course, so that Alex could wash his cock, which was plumping up. Alex kissed the tip of it and was disappointed when Tracht turned around for Alex to scrub between his ass cheeks.

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