Olegie Stories

1. Shower

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Oliver distractedly soaped up his body. His body still thrummed from the love making on the couch earlier, but all he could think about was work.

That fucking asshole boss! I can't even enjoy the afterglow in peace anymore, Oliver thought. If it wasn't for the money, I would quit and throw the resignation letter at his ugly face. 

"Hmmm..." Oliver heard behind him and then his boyfriend was there. His long fingers caressed his shoulders and his nose nuzzled the back of his neck causing goosebumps to form all over his skin. Oliver leaned forward to give Regie better access with a low moan. 

"What are you thinking about?" Regie asked as he took some soap in his hand and began to wash Oliver's back. Oliver stretched like a cat underneath his hands and it made Regie smirk behind him.

"Work," Oliver finally answered. Regie continued touching with his soapy hands with his breath falling on Oliver's sensitive ears.

"Don't think about anything else when you're with me," Regie whispered. Oliver could practically hear his pout and turned his head to look back at him with a smile.

"Hmmm," Oliver agreed. Then Oliver thought of something. "Regie, what do you want for our 1-year anniversary?"

Regie smiled and turned his lover around his arms. "Our 1-year anniversary?" Oliver nodded. "I want us to stay in love for 70 more years." 

Oliver chuckled as he thought of two old men in the shower. "We'll be freaking old," he said. Regie kissed Oliver's chin gently. "Then let's grow old together."

Oliver swallowed the emotional lump in his throat. Regie completely overwhelmed him when he said such things. His heart beat so hard, but he could only make a small sound of agreement and then Regie's soft lips were on his. Nibbling on his bottom lip while he made the water rain down on their bodies again so it would wash off all the soap.

Oliver turned his head this way and that away, his tongue flicked the roof of Regie's mouth softly. Regie then held his tongue between his luscious lips and sucked strongly and then he was carrying Oliver in his arms. Oliver could feel the hand with his thumb ring caressing his soapy back while a finger from his left hand pressed deep into his hole.

Oliver arched. His eyes were closed, his lips parted as he felt the pleasure pain of his lover's finger pressed tightly inside him. Regie watched Oliver's face as he slid out the finger slowly and then pressed two inside. There was no lube by any means, but the way Oliver responded to the pain excited Regie to new heights.

Oliver's hand clutched at Regie's shoulders even as his channel clutched his fingers down below. His hand pressed against the shower wall when he felt Regie go particularly deep. Oliver panted breaths between their heated bodies and Regie couldn't take it anymore.

Regie pressed his forehead to Oliver's sternum. "You're so fucking sexy," Regie muttered with his eyes closed. He wondered when he would get tired of Oliver's body, but every time it was like the obsession grew and grew until he wanted to climb out of his body and into Oliver's and live there forever. 

"Regie...."Oliver's drawn-out moan spurred Regie into action.

"You're too dry and as much as you love it, I don't want to cause you any pain. Hold on, "Oliver moaned in protest when Regie removed his fingers. His legs trembled when Regie put him gently on his feet and then walked out of the shower.