His hand suddenly retracted from my ass and the shower spray running down my back in hot rivulets cleaned away the soapy detritus that he had swiped along my butt.
He took another step closer to me. The shower spray was finally splashing along both of our bodies. His cock was wedged between my ass checks now. He was huge. I couldn’t see his cock because I still wasn’t facing him but I could feel its immensity against my bare ass. He was girthy and massive.
He was taller than I was. I felt his face lower to behind my right ear. I could feel his hot breath tickling behind my ear.
“Do you want this?” he asked, the hot shower spray splashing against both of us. The hot shower water continued to run in caldronous vapors over our naked bodies. The steam was filling the void of the shower.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Good,” he said.
His hand at my hip slowly slid across my navel and then down along my raging seven-inch hard on, grasping it in his wet fingers, while his hand on my shoulder with the soap placed the soap back on its caddy rack on the wall and then snaked around my chest, wrapping me in his embrace. He pulled me back into him and there was no distance between our bodies anymore.
His chest was against my back. His fingers snaked along my sex, gently kneading my cock, bringing me to even fuller hardness. His other hand wrapped around my chest and played with one of my nipples.
I moaned in pleasure. I moaned loudly. My head darted back and landed against his chest and neck as his fingers brought me to rapture. His hand was kneading along my cock so wonderfully. This was the first time a man had touched me there. And it felt really really good. He knew how to finger a guy to giddy goodness.
“Oh my god,” I whispered-moaned as his hand continued to slowly jerk me off. His mouth near my right ear gently nibbled my earlobe. The hot shower water ran down both of our faces. My hands finally left the wall behind the shower head, one darting to his head above and behind me, my fingers running through his silver inflected wet hair, the other darting down to along his arm that was making my dick feel very good, my fingers wrapping around his wrist.
“You’ve got a great cock, Kay. If you’re still straight after I’m done with you, you and me should fuck some chicks together in Hokkaido,” he whispered into my right ear, and then nibbled and tongued my ear again.
“Yes Sire,” I whispered-moaned right back. My mouth was agape as Sire continued to jerk me off in the shower with one hand. The implication that Sire might fuck me all the way to the other side of the sexual orientation spectrum didn’t even register in my brain. I was just getting too horny to think.
“Good. I knew I’d fuck you as soon as I saw you. I just didn’t know it was going to be within twenty minutes of seeing you,” he whispered into my ear, and then tongued along the edge of my earlobe.
I bit my lower lip and then moaned out loudly in response to that and then continued to force breaths through my open mouth.
But, shit, he was right. Here I was in a shower with this guy I barely knew, letting him handle me in any way that he wished, and my body was reacting to this as if it was the most erotic thing that could happen to me. And my body was right.
I was completely hard now under his manual administrations. I was moaning loudly as his hand slowly jerked along my length, the hot water running down his arm and my length. His enormous cock was still wedged between my asscheeks, immobile between our grinding bodies.
He gently kissed me right behind my right ear. I could hear his lips, if that makes sense. My senses were dialed to eleven. This was the first time he kissed me. My hand in his hair grasped his wet silver peppered hair and my fingers snaked through his hair.
His hand along my sex sidled along my length back to my hips and then my ass. His hand began to knead my right ass cheek in preamble for what was to come later as his other hand wrapped around my neck and then cheek, bending my face back to him.
I could still feel his hot huge engorged cock between my asscheeks. I could feel his breath on my lips. I could smell his musk. The hot water splattered against both of us as he nestled his body against my back under the hot spray.
His hand leading my face back toward him even though my backside was still in contact with his frontside, he kissed me on the lips for the first time. His hot wet lips forced my mouth open and his tongue demanded my oral attention. Our tongues danced against each other under the hot shower spray. His mouth was taking what his body wanted.
A hot older married man who was literally twice my age was making out with me under the hot shower spray in his suite room. I was hard as a rock and he erotically demanded my oral submission. His behemoth was still nestled between my asscheeks as he grinded his body against mine under the hot water and vapors.
I moaned into his mouth. I moaned loudly. I had never been kissed by someone who was bigger than me, so ravenous for me. I could feel his desire for me in the way he was kissing me. He wanted me bad and he wanted me now and he wanted me his. I could still feel his engorged massive hot and wet fuckrod between my asscheeks, slowly snaking up and down my ass as his hips continued to grind into me from behind.
Sire broke our kiss after a minute or so and I whimpered a little. Before I could realize what was happening, he started to kneel behind me, kissing down along my spine at random intervals. The palms of my hands went back to the wall tiles behind the showerhead and I bent my back and stretched my ass toward his face, which sent the shower spray down my back in hot quickly flowing rivulets. Soon his face was level with my ass.
His hands landed on both of my asscheeks and he gripped them both as he spread them, revealing my pucker to his world. His face lowered on my ass and I could feel his hot wet tongue slither across my hole, which sent shivers of dirty pleasure through me.
“Oh my god oh my god…” I mumbled sporadically and spasmatically as he began to tongue me in the dirtiest and best way possible. My head tilted back again and my mouth opened widely as waves of pleasure emanated from my ass. The hot shower water again sprayed against my face.
He stuck his tongue into me, penetrated me, ate me. A hot older married man twice my age was eating my ass. He started to voraciously lick and tongue my hole, lightly penetrating me and then heavily flicking his tongue along my opening. One of my hands darted to the showerhead to steady myself on my two feet as he ate me out while my other hand flicked back to his head at my ass. My fingers again lightly gripped the hair of the man eating my ass out from behind.
Getting eaten out shouldn’t feel this good, I thought to myself. I started to moan loudly in his shower again, my head flitting back and forth, my mouth agape, the shower spray splashing me directly in the face, some water splashing in my mouth as I moaned.
As his tongue danced along my edge, his right hand snaked along my waist back to my cock, and he again slid his fingers along my seven-inches of very very hard erection.