“No footage. The cameras left a few hours ago, if you recall.”
“No cameras you know about.” Mason kissed him, let his tongue slip briefly into David’s mouth as the shower washedaway the suds and lather from that all-too-fragrant soap. Then he pulled out of it and looked him in the eye. “Now stop dawdling and get in that tub, or I’m going to finish all by myself and you’ll be left…unsatisfied.”
David pressed a hand to his chest and dropped his mouth in horror. “The threats. I didn’t know you could be so mean to me.” But, in spite of his protestations, David turned off the shower, then walked over to the tub. He was clean of paint, and Mason was fairly certain he would have noticed any splotches. He was staring at every exposed inch of David and salivating.
David turned so Mason got the full frontal view, and slapped his hands on his hips. He wasn’t totally hard, but hard enough to be noticeable. “Well, Mr. Eager Beaver, I think if you’re going to fuck me, you’ll need to get in first.”
Mason walked over and turned off the water, then stepped in. “Jesus, are you cooking me at the same time?”
“You’re going to have to learn to get used to infernal water temperatures, babe. I can only make so many compromises.”
It really wasn’tthatbad, but Mason put on a good show of hissing and cringing as he stepped in, then lowered himself down. Once he was settled, he started stroking himself under the water, and watching while David mimicked him up above.
Mason looked around and saw the problem. “Condoms?”
“I’m okay with it if you are.”
Mason nodded, and even though he hadn’t thought it was possible, he felt even more connected to David. Not because condoms were some death sentence to passion, but because David couldtrusthim like that. “I’m on PrEP. So whatever you’re comfortable with.”
David stuck his fingers in his mouth, then reached behind himself. His mouth slid open as he fingered himself, and it was all Mason could do not to bust right then and there.
His face was slightly pink, his hair still plastered across his shoulders and back, but he looked down at Mason. “You ready…good boy?”
Mason’s body shivered in anticipation at that. “I still can’t believe that works so well.”
David shrugged. “I promise to use my new superpower irresponsibly.” Then he raised one lithe, muscular leg up and turned so his ass was facing Mason. He stepped carefully around Mason’s legs, and for a few seconds, Mason had the best view in the entire condo, staring straight at David’s ass. Taut muscle, smooth skin, slightly paler than the rest of his legs and his back. When he bent his knees, Mason got another, closer look at his hole, now slick and inviting.
Then David lowered himself down, raising the water almost to the rim of the tub, and leaned his full weight back against Mason’s torso. Blindly, his fingers fumbled until he got hold of Mason’s cock.
He slid it in with a gasp and a moan, and Mason lost all sense of self.
Chapter forty-two
David
Intense.All-consuming.Hotasfuck. There were a lot of words to describe the sensations rocketing around David’s body as he took Mason’s dick to the hilt, but they only formed as fleeting thoughts. His brain didn’t actuallyworkin that moment. He was a vessel for passion, and every inch of Mason’s dick that plunged into him filled that vessel more and more. When he felt bush against his tailbone, he sighed and waited, breathing carefully and slowly.
Mason’s voice was a low growl in his ear. “You good?”
“I’m fucking fantastic.” Every word felt like it vibrated the rod in his ass, even though he knew that was ridiculous.Not that I’m complaining. “You feel so fucking good.”
“Me?” Mason laughed, although it sounded almost pained, like he was straining. “It’s taking everything I’ve got not to cum right now.” He pressed his lips to David’s neck again, just next tothe still-tender spot he’d left before, and started again, sucking and nipping and licking.
David’s body dissolved into a cloud, joining the steam and heat around them. He was only barely aware of it when he slid up again, then down, slowly riding Mason’s dick in the water. It splashed, and he thought some of it might have hit the floor around the tub, but he wasn’t aware enough of anything around himself to know for sure.
Not until Mason reached around and began stroking him. In time with the fucking, Mason hardened up David’s dick. So David rode faster, egging him on, daring him to keep up…which Mason did. “Good boy. Make me cum with you inside of me.”
“Jesus…” Mason raked his nails up the front of David’s torso, catching his nipple and twisting it. “Say it. Call me—”
“Good boy.” David felt Mason start thrusting upward, still stroking, still tweaking his nipple. “You’re such a good boy.”
Water definitely splashed up over the edge of the tub. David leaned back and twisted his head around so he could make eye contact. He pressed his lips to Mason’s and tightened his hole as much as he could.
The kiss turned into a gasp and David felt Mason get even harder inside of him. Then he felt heat and pressure as Mason’s entire body tensed, and he shot his load. It was hot inside of David…and that heat pushed him over the edge. His balls pulled up higher and he stuck his dick down into the water and watched ropes of white fly out, floating to the top.
For a minute or an hour or a day—hard to tell—they stayed there together, Mason going soft inside of him, David trying to catch his breath, neither of them seemingly all that eager to leave any space between them.
David leaned his head back again and kissed Mason’s Adam’s apple. “Good boy.”
