Page 38 of Totally Geeked

“I think a bath’s a great idea,” I say, reaching over and putting in the plug. I grab myspecialbubble bath from the cabinet and pour in a decent amount before switching on the tap. Bubbles cover the surface and only grow as the water level rises and vanilla steam fills the air.

“It’ll be a little slippery. I’ll just grab you a towel,” I say, heading back into the guest room. When I return, I find Harrison’s clothes in a pile on the floor, and he’s already lying back in the tub. That sucks, I was looking forward to watching him strip.

“I’ll just put this here,” I say, heading for the door to my room.

“You’re not joining me?” he asks, and his knees pick up out of the water.

“I can, if you want,” I say, and he nods, the cheeky smile on his lips growing wider.

“You might want to find a way to lock all the doors,” he says, and I do that first. I put a chair against my bedroom door handle, then lock the bathroom door that leads to my room, and the door that leads back to the guest room.

When I’m done, he’s turned off the water and is resting back against the tub, his knees still sitting out of the water like islands. Even though he’s seen me naked already, stripping off like this with him in the bath and watching me sends butterflies swarming around my stomach. His hungry stare glides over my body, and I quickly put my glasses on the basin, strip off my jocks and climb carefully into the tub between his legs and rest against the opposite wall. I keep my knees together between his legs, feet close to my body to not accidentally kick him in the nuts, because that would be a surefire way to kill the mood.

“Here,” he says, his hands slipping under the bubbled surface and finding my ankles, then guiding them over his legs. Thespecialbubble bath also acts as a silky lubricant, which is why I bought it. Jerking off in the shower is so much better with the right lube, but I’d never gotten a chance to try it like this. In a tub, with another guy.

Harrison pulls me closer, and the slush of water against my cock sends a shiver up my spine. I raise my casted hand high,it can’t get wet. I really should have opted for the plastic cast version, but it seemed like a whole lot of extra money for the same thing.

But then Harrison leans in and holds my waist, and I slide my uncasted palm down his soapy wet thigh and I wish so badly it was both my hands. He kisses me, softer this time, and I lower my cast to the side, resting my elbow on the tub so that it can sit out and not get any splash over. His mouth moves slower. Like he’s savoring every moment. I know I am. Every moment with Harrison is like I’m dreaming. Half because I never thought anyone who looks like him, and who’s so kind and generous and sweet would want a geek like me. And half because when I’m with him, I’m the best version of me. Confident and now, after his guidance, sort of actually flirty.

I move my hand from his leg to his cock and wrap my fingers around his base. He moans into my mouth, and I pull away and shush him.

“You have to be quiet, remember,” I say, giving him a slow stroke under the water. His eyes close as he sucks in a breath and then lets it out slowly.

“It might be harder to achieve than I thought.”

I pout. “I had hoped to do more, but if this is too much for you to handle, maybe I should get out and let you have your bath.” I let go of him and shift like I’m going to climb out, and he pulls me closer, my balls pressing up against his, and electricity pulses through them.

“I’ll be quiet, I promise,” he says, and then he kisses me again.

His arms wrap around my legs, grabbing my ass and sliding me over his lap. All soapy and wet, it’s so fucking good, but I wriggle out of his hands and shift back so that I can get my hand between us again.

I stroke him a few times, wishing I could be caressing his thigh with my other hand. On the downstroke, I let one finger slide into the crease of his ass, teasing his hole.

He bites his bottom lip, his head leaning back as he shifts his ass closer to me, sending me back a little, and the water sloshing around us and over the edge of the tub onto the floor.

“Do you like that?” I ask in a hushed whisper, and he nods. “What about…this?” I ask, and on another downstroke, I press the pad of my finger against his hole until it slips a little inside. His ass tightens around it, but his smile tells me all I need to know, and I move it deeper, edging in further. I slide out and work his cock again. His body relaxes around me, opening, expecting it, drawing it inside, and then I add another.

His back arches up a little, and his ass lifts from the base of the tub, splashing bubbles over the sides.

“Here,” I say, maneuvering myself so that I’m kneeling between his legs. He lifts his feet out of the water, resting his ankles over the edges of the tub, and my fingers bury deeper.

“Ahh, now this is almost perfect,” I say, and he frowns.

“What would you need to make it perfect?”

“Your cock not buried by all this water and bubbles,” I reply softly, and he reaches behind himself and pulls the plug. The water gurgles down the drain slowly revealing everything I wanted to see.

“Better?” he asks.

“Perfect,” I reply, and I begin working his ass with my fingers again. Now that the water is gone and only the lubricant bubbles of thespecialbubble bath remain, my fingers are sliding like silk inside him, and he's opening for me so easily. I slip in my thumb and start stretching him open further as I push them deep. “How about for you?”

He shakes his head. “So good,” he says, lifting his ass and lowering it down in time with my movements. He holds my gazeand does it again, moving with me, helping to push my fingers deeper and stretch him wide. My cock throbbing and thickening, leaking, begging for more.

“Do you have any… protection in here?” he asks in soft, ragged breaths.

I nod and slip my fingers free from his ass and carefully climb from the tub. The floor of the tub is as slick as my fingers, and I really don’t want tonight to end with a trip to the emergency room if I happen to fall and crack my head open. He starts jerking himself off slowly as he watches me grab a condom from the bottom drawer and roll it over my rock-hard cock.

I cover it in more of the bubble lube, hold the base and climb back in, crossing my legs between his. He lifts his hips, and I glide under him so that he can lower himself as he likes. He moves slowly, his taut ass drawing me in and clenching tight around my throbbing cock with an exquisite pressure. When he bottoms out, his ass rests in my lap, and now it’s his turn to shush me.

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