"If You Wash My Back, I'll Wash Yours"

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Chapter 17 - “If you wash my back, I’ll wash yours.”

Chapter Notes:  Things are heating up…

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Chris quickly took stock of the situation.  He was naked.  With Darren.  In the shower.  He sensed definite possibilities here.

“If you wash my back, I’ll wash yours,” he offered.

Darren immediately grabbed a bottle of orange-scented bath gel and lathered up a washcloth.  “Turn around,” he ordered.

Chris was quick to comply.  Now that he’d started this, he could feel a blush creeping into his face, and he was glad not to have to look Darren in the eyes.

Darren began at his shoulders, rubbing circles with the soapy washcloth before gradually working his way lower.  Chris leaned into his touch, his whole body craving more.  But Darren seemed reluctant to push his luck, stopping when he reached Chris’s lower back and handing over the washcloth.  “Your turn to do me,” he said.

Both boys turned around under the gently falling water, and Chris took a moment to note that the special showerhead really did make him feel like he was in a rainforest.  Adding a little more bath gel to the washcloth, he began to stroke it up and down Darren’s back.

Darren hummed contentedly, and Chris stepped closer, pulling the washcloth out from between them.  He reached around to the front, holding Darren against him with one arm while running the washcloth across his chest.  The touch of Darren’s warm, wet, naked body was intoxicating, and Chris could feel himself growing hard.

Setting the washcloth – and his inhibitions – aside, Chris began to explore Darren’s body with his hands.  He ran his fingertips along his boyfriend’s collarbones, then down over his pecs, before tracing around his nipples.  Darren shuddered against him, breath hitching.

“Is this okay?” Chris asked.

“This is so okay,” Darren answered, leaning his head back onto Chris’s shoulder.  Chris kissed his boyfriend’s outstretched neck, allowing his hands to continue their exploration.

As he gradually worked his way lower, Chris thrilled at the sense of power he had, feeling Darren’s muscles quiver under his touch and hearing his boyfriend’s ragged breaths, punctuated by little moans.  Taking Darren’s cock in his hand, he began slowly pumping up and down.

“Oh my god,” Darren gasped, “Please don’t stop!”

Chris had no intention of stopping.  He stroked faster, clutching Darren hard against his chest.  Darren thrust forward into his hand, his hips stuttering as he came.  Chris stroked him through his orgasm before gently turning him around and pulling him into an embrace.

Darren half-collapsed against him, and Chris staggered a little, supporting his weight.  He kissed frantically at the side of Darren’s face where it was buried against his shoulder.  Darren took a few more shuddering breaths before tipping his head to return the kisses.

“That was unbelievable,” he breathed.  “Please let me return the favor.”

Chris smiled.  “Well, since you asked nicely.”

Darren kept one arm around him, stepping back slightly to give himself room to run his other hand down Chris’s belly to his aching cock.  Chris had half a second to wonder at how different it felt to have Darren’s hand wrapped around him than his own, before all conscious thought was driven from his head. 

Darren’s grip around his cock was firm and confident.  He gave a few tugs before swiping his thumb over the head, causing Chris to cry out in pleasure.  Darren brought their mouths back together, kissing him deeply as he quickened the pace with his hand.  Chris barely had time to register what was happening before he felt his orgasm overtaking him.  He clung to Darren as he came.

“Unbelievable,” he agreed.

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