Page 50 of Daily Grind
Lovely, hard cock. He reached around and stroked Brian’s shaft.
Brian caught himself on the glass wall of the shower. “Unfair.”
“Completely fair.” He kissed Brian’s back and stared into his faint reflection in the glass. Someday, he’d fuck Brian like this, hands planted against the shower wall, legs spread wide. Not today, though. “If you take off the rest of your clothes, maybe we can get in and have fun.”
Brian’s hips rocked in time to Rob’s strokes. “Having fun right here.” He looked over his shoulder. “Lose the shorts and we’ll talk.”
Cocky bastard. Rob slipped a finger between those round, tight cheeks, and let it brush Brian’s hole—then stepped back to pull off the rest of his clothes.
Brian’s whole body shook and he turned, eyes a bit wider.
That’s right, Bri. This is a bit different, isn’t it?Rob stroked himself. “Not into arse play?”
Brian’s gaze focused on Rob’s cock. He licked his lips. “I’ve never—bottomed. If that’s what you’re asking.”
Not unexpected. “But you’ve topped?”
“Well—I’ve been dating women, after all.”
“Some straight guys like to be pegged. Or fingered, I’m told.” He shrugged “I’m not expecting you to bottom. I told you—whatever you’re comfortable with. I was just curious.”
Brian relaxed, though Rob knew that look—the curiosity—the interest. Brian’s gaze flicked up to meet Rob’s. “Right now, what I want is you in that shower of yours.”
Rob closed the distance between them, and pulled Brian into a kiss. He teased those lips open and bit the lower one—gently. Little gasps so close to moans from Brian. He let the lip slip from his teeth. “What I want is your cock in my hand inside my lovely shower. Butsomeone’sstill not completely undressed.” Rob teased Brian’s dick and balls long enough for Brian to bite his own lip—then let him go.
He walked into the shower and turned on the water.
There was the sound of shoes hitting tile. Rob turned after setting the water temperature and got a very nice view of Brian’s arse.
A moment later, Brian joined him in the shower. “We ought to make some attempt at getting clean.” He walked under the showerhead and water sluiced over his shoulders and down his back. “Biking is sweaty work.”
It had been, even though the trails had been flat for the most part. Still, miles of riding.
Rob grabbed the body wash and poured some onto his palm. “There’s fun to be had in getting clean.” He beckoned Brian out of the stream and ran his hands over Brian’s shoulders and down his abs. Suds and rock-hard quivering flesh. Brian’s breath hitched as Rob worked lower. Down his legs, up over his arse and back. He ended by washing Brian’s balls and dick. Good excuse to fondle and stroke until Brian yanked him into a kiss that burned Rob to his toes.
“My turn.” His voice was as rough as his kiss.
True to Brian’s words, he grabbed the body wash and worked over Rob’s body, though he started at the back and massaged Rob’s arse long enough to turn Rob’s legs to jelly. God, he loved being touched there. Didn’t mind being fucked, either.
Brian might not be into anal, but he certainly knew his way around that part of the body. Rob moaned into every stroke, grope, and even the slick finger Brian ran over his hole. If Rob had to guess, Brian was a bona fide ass-man. Did that hold true for Brian’s taste in women as well?
After pressing a kiss to Rob’s rinsed globes, Brian worked down each leg, then back up, paying close attention to Rob’s upper thighs. When Brian brushed his taint, lightning shot through his veins and he groaned.
“I see what you mean about this being fun.” All laughter there.
“Cocky sonofabitch,” Rob muttered.
Brian rose. “Am I?” He pooled more wash into his hands, and slid them over Rob’s shoulders.
“Yeah.” Rob fought with the desire to pull Brian forward, washing be damned—but then Brian closed his finger around Rob’s nipples and he lost the ability to think for the lights sparking in his vision and the heat rushing through his nerves.
Rob’s whimper wasn’t absorbed by the sound of the water. Neither was Brian’s deep chuckle. Hands slid over Rob’s abs then wrapped around his dick. Slow strokes. Brian rolled his balls and Rob gasped and thrust into Brian’s hand.
“Think we’re clean enough?” Words whispered into Rob’s ear.
“Fuck, yes.” He grabbed Brian’s neck and arms and pulled him into a deep kiss. The water ran cooler now, but he didn’t care—he was on fire for Brian.
Steamy, sexy Brian. He chuckled.
