Where Do I Go (boyxboy)

A better night.

Brock and I layed together, spooned in bed. I cried onto his arms after hearing what he said to me. "Tú éres mí corazone." "You are my heart," he said. I don't know how I could've doubted his love for me. I felt so stupid ever doubting it. Brock Pettison loved me! He really loved me! I just felt like screaming it to the world.

My body started to feel icky afterwards from the drying compilation of cum over my body. I needed to take a shower. "I'm going to jump in the shower," I notioned Brock who had begin to fall asleep. "No, stay in bed with me," he pouted. I wanted to stay there in bed with him. Jeezum Crowe! You just don't know how I wanted to stay in bed with him, but my body was having its on intent, which was to take a shower. Even if it was just a short one.

"No babe, I have to jump in now. I feel icky," I said raising up from the bed, but not before kissing his soft juicy lips.

"Okay fine," he whimpered.

"Brock maybe you should get in afterwards. Your a sticky mess," I said turning for the restroom door located at the end of my bed. (Yes, I have my own restroom in my bedroom. Get over it.)

"Your sticky mess," he replied to me with the most adorable smile imaginable. Man I wanted so badly to jump back into the bed with him. Not for a round two, but just to feel his touch again.

I went into the restroom and jumped straight into the shower. I turned the water on, letting it run down my body. Bad idea. That water was fucking freezing. It felt like some had connected the pipes straight from the cold ass ocean in my house. I jumped back, getting away from the water until it heated up to a nice steaming hot pour. I put my hand under the water checking it's temperature status. It was perfect, do I stepped forward. Putting my whole body, from my neck down under the running water.i felt something started to slowly slide though my hair, ride through my bangs, so naturally I put my hands up trying to grab whatever it was. As I grabbed the mysterious substance, it squished into my hands. I looked at it, and came to the realization of what it was; More sperm. How the hell did it get in there? I dipped my head back into the water, letting it rinse my hair out. Somehow itstead of it going backwards down my hair some of it went forward, running over my forehead. It felt so weird, like something was slithering the edge of my hairline. I used my hand and pushed it off, letting it travel through the water going down my body. Man that running water pelting my body felt good. I could stay in this shower forever, but you know the saying, "all good things must come to an end."

Using my "Johnson and Johnson" body wash I bathe myself, and with the matching shampoo I washed my hair. (Yes, I do know that Johnson and Johnson makes baby body wash and shampoo, but I don't care. I love the smell of flowers when I step out of the tub and I love how my skin feels so silky smooth after I bathe. Get over it.)

I wrapped the drying towel around me as I stepped out of the shower. I tugged it in really tight making sure it wouldn't fall off. "Shit," I thought. I didn't grab any underwear. Naturally I never grabbed underwear, I just walked into my room naked and got them then, but Brock was out there now. Ironic huh. Here I am, I just slept with the man, but still feel a little uneasy about walking around him naked. I'm very confusing.

With the towel wrapped securely around my waiste I walked of the bathroom heading straight for my underwear drawer. Brock was too busy off into his bag searching for what I guess we're clothes to notice me. Good! Or so I thought. "You looking sexy over there boy. How about shaking some of that ass over here." I couldn't help but let out a weird laugh. He threw me completely off guard. "Uh-uh," I said. "You're going to have to work for this." I laughed hysterically and putting my underwear on. "I thought I already had it." he shot back creating a smile on my face. "I guess so, now go shower," I told him.