Shower Showoff

Published on Jul 19, 2006

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The glass was clear and there wasn't any steam.

So Clark could see the naked form in the shower. He pulled off his boxers and stroked his cock.

He knew that Mike couldn't see him inside the shower but he could see enough of Mike's wet body that he got excited.

The body was smooth, the water cascaded down the back and over his lighter skin that was his round buttocks.

Clark stroked slow so when the tight grip his thumb index moved across the edges of his cockhead, his body would shiver with pleasure.

Mike always took slow showers. And Clark hoped this shower would culminate the usual way with the guy jacking his own cock as the water washed his cum down the drain.

Clark had always wanted to be in the shower with Mike, kneeling to feel his piss and cum flow all over him as he jacked off. But he dared not reveal this to Mike let alone bravely step into the shower when he was there.

But he could take his time, sit back and spread his own legs so his hand and the sight of Mike's body in the shower would take him to his treasured peak of pleasure.

Mike didn't use a wash cloth. He used his hands to spread soap all over his body. Clark knew he enjoyed it because Mike took his time soaping his shoulders, his muscled biceps, his hairy armpits, reaching around for his own back.

Clark wanted to volunteer to spread that soap all over Mike's hard to reach back, his shoulders, his spine, the small of his back let alone other places he could reach.

Mike took time to to move his hands over his buttocks. They were sizable but not huge, round nearly bubble type. Clark groaned as he watched Mike move his hands over them.

Then there was that magic moment when Mike would slide his fingrs between them. Clark held his breath waiting to see what Mike would do.

Sometimes Mike would just slide his soap covered fingers through the space...and at other times Mike would linger then.

Clark imagined the feeling of Mike's slippery fingers toying with his butthole, maybe fingering inside.

Clark would try to immitate what he saw. And that day Mike lingered so Clark's finger toyed with his own tight asslips, moving inside with one finger while continuing to stroke his by now drooling cock with his other hand.

Mike would eventually stop and move to his thick tree trunk thighs. Clark loved Mike's thighs. They were muscleed, smooth because he shaved them and defined.

Clark had touched them and even felt them as he wrestled playfully with Mike now and then. But he dared not do it too long for fear Mike would know.

Mike would bend over next. The sight of his round buttocks stretched as he bent over to wash his lower legs made Clark want to shoot his own load..but he waited because there would be a better time.

Mike lifted one foot then the other. His feet were man's feet, lean and a bit veiny. His morning jogging kept them under stress and his biking kept the legs thick and muscled.

Clark lifted one of his own legs. He needed room to shove two fingers inside while he pulled on his ball sac and then stroke hard flesh stem of his erection.

He knew what was next and only hoped that he would be ready, that his legs would lift high enough, that his hole would be open and ready for when Mike was. His cock was wet with precum and his gut ached to let go, but Clark held back. He had to.

It was better if he waited to let his body release when Mike wanted too.

He gasped imagining the feeling of Mike's soapy hands as the showering boy moved to his own crotch.

He lathered the shaved ball sac.

Clark has seen him shave his balls and pubic area. It makes my cock look bigger, Mike had said. He kept his legs smooth for his bike riding. When he started shaving his balls Clark didn't know.

He only knew he wanted to help. But instead Clark shaved his own. He wanted to be so like Mike.

Mike began what Clark had hoped for. His soapy hand slid down the length of his cock again and again.

And despire the shower stall glass. Clark could tell the cock reacted slowly becomging thicker, more curved and pointing out from his body, his soap covered smooth muscled body.

Clark's gut ached so much it hurt. His balls seemed to shrink back into his body. So Clark would pull them until they hung low again.

Mike too pulled on his nut sac. He had big balls, not as big as Clarks but big enough that Clark wanted to hold them, juggle them in their fleshy bag let alone fill his mouth with them.

Clark was close, his body wanted release. He spread his legs wider clearly seen by Mike when he gets out of the shower.

Mike stroked his hard cock with one hand and reached around to his butt with the other. Clark was already doing the same thing.

Mike leaned his head backwards. Clark could see his mouth wide open as if to scream to some god of pleasure to bestow on him the orgasm of his life.

Clark wanted to do the same but he would loose his inspiration the water covered body across the room and behind the glass.

"OH fuck" Mike yelled out and his body convulsed.

Clark quickened his stroking and his body in pain finally exploded again and again. Each convulsion equaled another streams of jizz that matched Mike's in the wet stall.

Mike turned around letting the shower rinse away whateve rsuds were still on him and the drain accepted the combination of his sperm, soap and the stream of piss that his body needed to wash out his cock.

Clark wished he were kneelihng there feeling the mixture of warm piss and water and the thicker evidence of Mike's manhood.

He wiped the cum from his legs and the floor and panted as his own body recovered.

"Was that better?" Mike asked as he stepped out of the shower. He reached for a towel and held it out.

"yea" Clark said stroking his softening cock.

"Well get over here and dry me off then I"m gonna fuck that ass of yours all night long".

Clark sighed and moved to Mike. It was a game they played. Clark would feel Mike's cock inside him better now that he had cum. It would take awhile for his own body to build up and release and by then Mike too would be ready to fill him up.

And the vision he had seen of Mike in the shower that night would help.

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